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[antagonyaist]

"Ewe don't call me good I'll vomit. It's like you don't even know me-"

Catra rolled her eyes. Even if he was obviously being sarcastic she just couldn't let that one slide. Wait...

Catra's ears dropped in shock. She dropped her soup right in her lap. Her tail frizzed up. Her mouth hung open in total bewilderment, showing two pronounced fangs. The hairs of her head seemed to stand on end, her mane fluffing like a lion's and she said with her mouth still open.

"Did you just tell a joke?"

Catra said, before breaking out into a smile.

"Oh my god, you just told a joke. And now you're trying to bribe me with food."

Catra swiped away the onigiri, and began talking with her mouth full.

"Since when did you become such a nice guy? Who are you and where is my Ogata?"

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Ogata stared at Catra, Catra stared at Ogata. For them this was pretty much the closest thing they could have to a normal conversation. She had been stalking him for a few blocks, darting between alleyways, but he didn’t need to know that. 

“I was just looking for a sucker to pay for my food and you seemed easy.” 

That was a lie of course, nothing with Ogata or Catra involved was ever easy. Even the silence between them, definitely un-easy. Catra sat down next to him taking his invitation. 

“How come you always hang out alone at events like this? Is it because you’re a huge loser that nobody likes? Well, you’re lucky, I’m so popular I could hang out with anybody but I choose to spend it with you.” 

Again. That was all a lie. Of course, of course. 

“ Well, look at you”, Ogata flatly responds, “ being all good and proper. Tending to poor lonely souls. “

He opens the box, tossing a salmon nigiri at her, trusting she’d catch it. Like he’d to a stray. He then helps himself one right after. 

“ There you go. “

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@bubonem

"Hey, you."

An alley cat had spotted her. A girl covered in bandages and dressed in rags. Catra called out to her from two stories up, before jumping down. She landed flawlessly on all fours, before getting up on two legs once more. She was able to travel around easily on all fours because she had a paper bag between her teeth.

"Yeah, you, uh... wazzername."

Catra didn't bother to remember the names of people she didn't personally find important, and the most important person of all was Catra. In other words she was rude and self-absorbed, like any other teenager. Her tail coiled around one of her legs as she leaned forward with curiosity.

"Shigaraki told me to give this to you." She tossed the bag straight at her head. "You eat people, right? Well I'm a cat so, I guess it doesn't matter."

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"No, I want to ruin you even more."

Sometimes even Catra couldn't believe the things that came out of her mouth. What she wanted to ruin this nice and peaceful morning, ruin the easy going atmosphere between them, everything built up she wanted to tear it down with her claws, but that was a little more difficult to put into words. Actions always spoke louder.

When Adora was on the floor Catra was on top of her immediately. She wanted to brea something but didn't know what, she raised a hand in the air thinking it might be Adora's nose, and then landed on a playful boop. All she did was poke the tip of her nose.

She didn't get why Adora wasn't fighting back, just that she didn't like it.

"Hey, wanna go another round and see who ends up on top this time?"

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“What do you know about friendship you’re terrible at it.” Catra was too, but it took two to dance, and two to fight. If Catra was going to be dragged down,s he’d grab on tight to allure and make her fall down with her. That to Catra was the truest expression of friendship. Friends were people who shared all the same wounds.

Really, she was feeling embarrassingly mushy right now as she finally lost her temper and drew her claws on Adora. “Oh Adora. That might be the only smart thing you’ve said this entire conversation.” Catra tried to grab her by both shoulders and dig her claws in. With the sweetest affection. There were no peaceful morning conversations between the two of them, only violent wake up calls.

That’s what Catra knew and liked. That was why she liked the league. Adora just wouldn’t understand though, she knew that.

Adora liked to talk, liked to smile, she just didn’t understand this. “Good morning, lover. Gimme a kiss.” She said as she tried to turn her body around and throw Adora.

“So are you,” Adora was quick to mumble, resisting the urge to pout. She didn’t need any reminders about how bad she was at communicating with others, not with the biggest example right beside her.

She didn’t mind Catra’s claws– their sharp sting was familiar, just like Catra’s tongue and wit. Adora knew it well, and she had come to expect it. Even when Catra inevitably chose violence, Adora wasn’t all that surprised.

(Though, a kiss might not have been unwanted; Adora even imagined it for a second as Catra threw her away.)

Yet, when Adora’s body hit the floor, she just huffed, blowing strands of blonde hair out of her own face.

“So, what?”

“You just want to ruin this room even more?”

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anglerfishnabe​:

@antagonyaist​

“ …” 

Ogata stares Catra. Whenever she got there he didn’t notice. Ogata has got an assortment of sushi on him, bought from the shop right behind him. Had she been there all along? 

“ Are you following me around again? “ Ogata asks looking at her staring. He thinks her eyes are trailing to the sushi.

“ …do you want some? “

Ogata stared at Catra, Catra stared at Ogata. For them this was pretty much the closest thing they could have to a normal conversation. She had been stalking him for a few blocks, darting between alleyways, but he didn’t need to know that. 

“I was just looking for a sucker to pay for my food and you seemed easy.” 

That was a lie of course, nothing with Ogata or Catra involved was ever easy. Even the silence between them, definitely un-easy. Catra sat down next to him taking his invitation. 

“How come you always hang out alone at events like this? Is it because you’re a huge loser that nobody likes? Well, you’re lucky, I’m so popular I could hang out with anybody but I choose to spend it with you.” 

Again. That was all a lie. Of course, of course. 

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sheracomplex​:

Adora huffed, already plenty agitated by Catra’s words. 

“I don’t believe you. I want to hear that from this Himiko person herself.”

If she could make friends with you, Catra – Adora began thinking – Then, I’m sure she could make friends with anyone.

“What, are you really embarrassed to be seen with me?”

Rather than fall to the anger that Catra’s words were laced with, Adora just wanted to tease her. She wanted to mess with her, poke at the big cat in front of her. That was how desperate she was for the other girl’s touch, even if she became clawed to ribbons in the process.

So, Adora dramatically bent down and leaned herself against Catra’s back, one hand draped over her forehead for no good reason.

“You can’t win in friendship. That’s not how it works.”

At least, that’s what Adora assumed. It wasn’t like either of them were very good at socializing.

“I don’t want to leave. So, you’re going to have to make me.”

(Adora would come to regret that command.)

"What do you know about friendship you're terrible at it." Catra was too, but it took two to dance, and two to fight. If Catra was going to be dragged down,s he'd grab on tight to allure and make her fall down with her. That to Catra was the truest expression of friendship. Friends were people who shared all the same wounds.

Really, she was feeling embarrassingly mushy right now as she finally lost her temper and drew her claws on Adora. "Oh Adora. That might be the only smart thing you've said this entire conversation." Catra tried to grab her by both shoulders and dig her claws in. With the sweetest affection. There were no peaceful morning conversations between the two of them, only violent wake up calls.

That's what Catra knew and liked. That was why she liked the league. Adora just wouldn't understand though, she knew that.

Adora liked to talk, liked to smile, she just didn't understand this. "Good morning, lover. Gimme a kiss." She said as she tried to turn her body around and throw Adora.

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pianofreak​:

Maybe if Kaede was paying attention, she could have actually escaped this strange encounter; maybe if she was paying attention, she would have heard all the things that Catra was saying. Instead, Kaede just wanted to not be touched by those claws, by anyone, by anything.

“Ughhh! Just go away already!”

Even when Catra withdrew, Kaede was still upset.

“What does it matter to you?!”

“I was trying to go see my friend before you came along!”

Kaede gestured to the area where the bus had once been, doing so in quite the angry manner. 

“Cuz, I’m bored. That’s why.” 

Catra had found a new plaything, one she was intent on not letting go of. She didn’t know how to strike up a conversation on the street anyway, because fighting with people was always easier than talking to them: see her entire relationship with Adora. 

Catra noticed how sensitive the other girl was beig, and her lip twitched for a moment as she thought it over. She wondered just how far she could push this. Of course if she went too far the fun would be over, which is why she backed off. 

“You have friends? That’s surprising.” 

Catra didn’t know how to be nice.  Rather, she didn’t want to be. However, she didn’t want the other girl to get away from her that easily either. 

“What friend? I bet they’re a nerd just like you. Nerds in love, it’s funny.” 

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anglerfishnabe​:

“ It’s not THAT funny. “

Somehow Ogata can’t get too annoyed about it at first. Rather… something tugging his lips upwards as well for a while there. It settles while Catra’s still on it though. 

“ Well, it’s a long story but— “ 

He stops midway to sentence.

“ …how long are you going to continue that? “

Catra’s laughter stopped. She didn’t want to push him too far. Not when there was such a small distance between them. The stray cat had gotten attached after being fed too many tmies. She had started to follow him around. 

“It’s okay. If you think that’s bad one time I got my ass kicked by someone covered in glitter.” 

Catra laid down on the ground in front of him settling in. 

“If it’s a long story I’ve got time. I wanted to take a cat nap anyway.” 

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Catra's face was bruised up from the two times she had been struck but besides that, she was having the time of her life. "I'm not touching you!" She said as she held a claw just short of Kaede's face. Truly, she was the master of all evil.

"Because I'm bad. Because I'm a murderer. Because..." She was desperate for attention. Catra just could not leave things alone. Until just now she was spending another melancholy day, ignoring everyone else and being ignored by them in return and now she was having the time of her life. "Don't you know all cats are evil?"

The cat smiled and withdrew her claws finally. "Just kidding, but hey what are you doing alone anyway? Do you not have any friends? God you're lame."

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“Why can’t I - ? It’s cuz because I’m bored and have nothing going on with my life.“

That was almost a bit too honest. Even Catra seemed to notice, recoiling for a moment.

“Whoa, awkward. Said a little bit too much there.”

However, even a brief moment of self-awareness was too much for her. She would much rather go on playing the bad girl and the tease. Besides, with the amount of people watching she had an audience now.

Catra decided to push things a little bit further. It was a temptation she was always dealing with, she hated taking things seriously, so she played, and played, and played until something broke.

She drew out her claws, and swiped trying to leave just one tiny scratch on Kaede’s face. Just enough to draw blood.

“Come on, you’re no fun at all.” Catra complained, before pointing at her own cheek. “Hey, princess you’ve got something on your face right there. No, no, right over there.”

“Well, I, I, uh, uhm…”

Kaede was floundering, both from the shock of the overall situation, and how the other teenager suddenly, unexpectedly recoiled.

Awkward was an understatement.

If Kaede had been paying close enough attention, perhaps she could have used this moment to flee. Yet, such a suggestion was merely an afterthought, and it was far too late by the time Kaede came to that realization. So, the sudden cut of Catra’s claws caused the blonde to yelp.

“What did you do that for?!” Kaede exclaimed, as if she hadn’t hit Catra twice by now.

“No, stop that! Don’t touch me!”

Kaede tried to slap Catra’s hands away, but that was difficult when the other person had claws.

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"Yeah, well, Himiko doesn't want to meet you. She doesn't even like you. She's my friend, not your friend. You can't have her!"

Catra decided to wake up mad. If only she could be the friend Adora wanted, but the mention of Bow and Glimmer caused her ears to fall. She was reminded one more time, the only reason why Adora was here with her right now. It was only because she had nowhere else to go.

Adora belonged with better people that was the simple truth. She should. She should just... the reason Catra was with the league of villains was because a stray cat had nowhere else to go, but try to prowl through the trash pile for food.

"I have three friends and you only have one friend, I win!"

Catra tried to keep laughing, but she felt herself sobering up. They just couldn't fight the way they used to, like children, now whenever they fought it drew blood. She turned around her tail dragging on the floor behind her.

"Whatever. You should just. You should just leave already. That's what you're good at. So leave, before I make you leave."

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“Since when do you want to spend all this time together anyways? Why don’t you just run off and save people like you normally do? I’m sure there’s a cat stuck in a tree somewhere…”

Catra ripped the bandage off, to prove she was fine. Her shirt came off next, to prove she did not care if Adora was watching. She started getting dressed right there with clothes she found on the floor, ignoring the presence of the other girl in the room.

“Adora’s being really annoying right now, how do I make her go away?”

Catra asked no one in particular.

“I know what if I really need her to stay this time, that’ll do it.”

Perhaps, Catra could say something nice for once but she didn’t wake up in a good mood this morning. She woke up on the wrong side of the bed every morning. She thought she might be happy with how close her and Adora were acting lately, but every time she thought about it she got scared Adora might go away again, and then if she thought about it too long she became completely useless.

She knew what was going to happen next anyway, so why bothered getting attached this time?

“Why do you want to meet my friends anyway? It’s not like you ever wanted your friends to meet me.”

“You’re the only whiny cat around here,” Adora quickly snapped. 

That sounded a lot better in her own head than it did coming out of her mouth.

 Before she could try and recover her failed quip, Catra began to undress and Adora’s brain paused. Staring was rude, someone had once told her, but she was forgetting that particular piece of advice right now. It was only until Catra spoke that Adora looked away, covering her eyes with both hands in an awkwardly childish manner.

(Of course, she only did so for a few moments, soon lifting up a finger or two to peer at Catra again.)

“What?”

“I mean, uh…”

Think, Adora, think!

“I…” I don’t want to see him. “I want to meet this Himiko person you keep talking about. And, you did meet Bow and Glimmer… it was just, you know… complicated?”

Things were too complicated, that was the problem, and Adora did not know how to solve them.

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anglerfishnabe​:

“ What do I need to make friends for? “

He doesn’t think he’s up to it anyway. He sort of knows what it might entail but not like “well-adjusted person” would. There war buddies but it’s a joke really. The real thing seems insufferable. 

She’s asking about the eye.

“ Didn’t I tell you…? “

He didn’t of course. It’s not like he has to. What would she even do with the information…. But then again does it matter? 

“ Poison arrow. A girl younger than you shot me. “

“Friends are... Friends don’t... oh that’s right, I forgot. I hate other people.” 

Catra dug her claws deep into her fur trying to hold her feelings back. Her tail curled up with her tightly wound emotions. Just when she was about to growl and grouse about something else, Ogata’s words caught her ear. Her left ear twitched and stuck up. 

“No dude you don’t tell me anything we mostly just sit here in silence - WAIT WHAT!” 

Catra smiled. A smile that showed all of her pointed, white teeth.  She opened her mouth and laughed so hard she started to choke on her soup.

“How did you get your ass kicked by someone younger than me? Ahahahaahahahaha! Dude, that’s so not cool! Dude, dude, I can’t breathe. No, wait I seriously can’t breathe! I’m choking! Oh, wait nevermind it was just a furball.” 

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"Since when do you want to spend all this time together anyways? Why don't you just run off and save people like you normally do? I'm sure there's a cat stuck in a tree somewhere..."

Catra ripped the bandage off, to prove she was fine. Her shirt came off next, to prove she did not care if Adora was watching. She started getting dressed right there with clothes she found on the floor, ignoring the presence of the other girl in the room.

"Adora's being really annoying right now, how do I make her go away?"

Catra asked no one in particular.

"I know what if I really need her to stay this time, that'll do it."

Perhaps, Catra could say something nice for once but she didn't wake up in a good mood this morning. She woke up on the wrong side of the bed every morning. She thought she might be happy with how close her and Adora were acting lately, but every time she thought about it she got scared Adora might go away again, and then if she thought about it too long she became completely useless.

She knew what was going to happen next anyway, so why bothered getting attached this time?

"Why do you want to meet my friends anyway? It's not like you ever wanted your friends to meet me."

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Enough with the pleasantries. Catra did not feel like saying, anything pleasant.

She let go of Adora (though she was relucant to do so), in order to cross her arms and turn away. Catra was always, holding back on all of her feelings at once when she talked to Adora but now there was just bitterness in her voice. As if she had given up on that conflict. As if she had surrendered.

“Does it hurt? I dunno. I don’t feel anything anymore.”

That was a lie, but she wanted it to be true.

Catra scratched at the scar on her belly, as if it was bothering her. An itch that would not go away. A pain that would not leave her. Just like the marks Adora left on her. She thought of it with fondness. She associated pain with friendship, and with love, because she didn’t know any better, maybe that’s why she was such a pain in the ass. Catra refused to look at Adora.

“Can you just leave now? I really don’t want my friends to see you. It’d be sooo embarrassing.”

Adora felt the way Catra’s touch lingered. She reached out, wanting to grasp at Catra’s writst, but stopped mid-way, and let her arm fall to her side. She wanted nothing more than to lay back down with Catra at her side, to spend the day in bed with nothing to bother or distract them.

As if they would actually allow themselves that, though.

“It looks like it still hurts,” the blonde mumbled, eyes downcast.

Yet, at Catra’s request, Adora’s head snapped up.

“Me? Embarrassing?” Said Adora, hair a mess, half-clothed, and dried drool on her cheek. “Are you serious?”

She was, maybe, joking.

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“Why can't I - ? It's cuz because I'm bored and have nothing going on with my life."

That was almost a bit too honest. Even Catra seemed to notice, recoiling for a moment.

"Whoa, awkward. Said a little bit too much there."

However, even a brief moment of self-awareness was too much for her. She would much rather go on playing the bad girl and the tease. Besides, with the amount of people watching she had an audience now.

Catra decided to push things a little bit further. It was a temptation she was always dealing with, she hated taking things seriously, so she played, and played, and played until something broke.

She drew out her claws, and swiped trying to leave just one tiny scratch on Kaede's face. Just enough to draw blood.

"Come on, you're no fun at all." Catra complained, before pointing at her own cheek. "Hey, princess you've got something on your face right there. No, no, right over there."

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“But fighting is so much fun. It’s the best way to make friends.” 

Catra didn’t look like a person who had any friends, though.  She looked like she had been waiting for someone to start a fight. She looked deeply angry. She looked every bit the cat, playing with the mouse instead of killing it and eating it, she had no intention of letting Kaede go.

Her cheeks were still red, it was impossible to tell if she was blushing or Kaede’s little slap had hurt that much. 

Catra raised her hand like she might slap Kaede back, but all she did was end up cupping the girl’s cheek. She held onto it like it was precious china she was afraid to break. 

“Is that what you want? To be left alone? But isn’t that you know… lonely?”

Catra had no idea what she was doing. She was just, pressing every button possible. She just wanted to start a fight, and if she didn’t get what she wanted she’d throw a tantrum for sure.

Kaede slapped away Catra’s hand, idly noting how weird that it was fuzzy. This person probably wasn’t wearing a costume like she had originally thought. Maybe that wasn’t the best thing to focus on right now, considering that she had no escape, and her terrible attempts on deescalating the situation were failing.

“Yes! I want you to leave me alone!”

“Why can’t you just do that?!”

Kaede tried to shove her way passed Catra, but it was immediately clear the difference in strength. That did not deter the blonde, however, as she tried to shove Catra away again, and again, and again. When that didn’t work, she resorted to shouting once more.

“Just get away from me already!”

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Enough with the pleasantries. Catra did not feel like saying, anything pleasant.

She let go of Adora (though she was relucant to do so), in order to cross her arms and turn away. Catra was always, holding back on all of her feelings at once when she talked to Adora but now there was just bitterness in her voice. As if she had given up on that conflict. As if she had surrendered.

"Does it hurt? I dunno. I don't feel anything anymore."

That was a lie, but she wanted it to be true.

Catra scratched at the scar on her belly, as if it was bothering her. An itch that would not go away. A pain that would not leave her. Just like the marks Adora left on her. She thought of it with fondness. She associated pain with friendship, and with love, because she didn't know any better, maybe that's why she was such a pain in the ass. Catra refused to look at Adora.

"Can you just leave now? I really don't want my friends to see you. It'd be sooo embarrassing."

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Catra’s claws came out immediately. What was it, six in the morning? It was the perfect time to be at each other’s throats. It really was impossible for them to be next to each other after all, “You don’t say shit about Shigaraki. He’s the only one who wants me around.“

She held them at Adora’s throat. Adora probably thought she was playing around, and Catra thought so too, which is why she teased a single claw down Adora’s neck, her collarbone, she was halfway between wanting to caress it and break it. “What do you know anyway?” Adora had struck a nerve. Adora, always struck every nerve. It was impossible to be in the same room with her without feeling like her entire nervous system was on fire. “What do you know about real friends? Where are your friends? Oh right, they’re not here right now.”

Catra let go of Adora. A little bit, tired of the same old dance with her. She lifted her shirt to reveal the healed over scar in her stomach. “I’ll tell you something about real friends, at least they stab each other in the front instead of going behind your back and making new friends.” 

Adora immediately bristled in response, just like Catra’s fur.

“That’s not true!”

I want you.

She did not recoil at Catra’s claw; instead, she leaned forward towards the other woman, not caring at all if she might bleed. Her hand lay atop a pillow that was swiftly taken and slapped into Catra’s mane of wild bedhead-esque hair.

“I know…” Adora’s tone started out strong, but it soon died in her throat at Catra’s comments obviously regarding Bow and Glimmer; it stung more than her claws. “I know…. stuff–”

Adora sucked in her teeth, inhaling sharply at the sight of Catra’s scar. Though she had just thrown a pillow, Adora reflexively reached out to touch Catra’s fur. She stopped herself right before making direct contact, however, Adora’s hands now awkwardly hanging in the air.

“It… it doesn’t still hurt, does it?”

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pianofreak​:

Anyone still within the covered bus stop was currently in the middle of fleeing. Even the bus driver, whose bus came to a halt just then, saw the situation and decided to continue driving through their route. Kaede didn’t notice any of it, not with Catra within her personal space.

“No I don’t! I don’t want to fight anyone, ever, at all!”

“I just wanted to go to the store!”

Kaede tried to escape from Catra’s grip, but did not expect the claws digging into her shoulders. She didn’t really understand any of this, but, it was clearly to late for anything rational now.

Maybe things would turn out differently if Kaede apologized, but, she didn’t think about that.

“Leave me alone already!”

“But fighting is so much fun. It’s the best way to make friends.” 

Catra didn’t look like a person who had any friends, though.  She looked like she had been waiting for someone to start a fight. She looked deeply angry. She looked every bit the cat, playing with the mouse instead of killing it and eating it, she had no intention of letting Kaede go.

Her cheeks were still red, it was impossible to tell if she was blushing or Kaede’s little slap had hurt that much. 

Catra raised her hand like she might slap Kaede back, but all she did was end up cupping the girl’s cheek. She held onto it like it was precious china she was afraid to break. 

“Is that what you want? To be left alone? But isn’t that you know... lonely?”

Catra had no idea what she was doing. She was just, pressing every button possible. She just wanted to start a fight, and if she didn’t get what she wanted she’d throw a tantrum for sure.

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anglerfishnabe​:

“ Did I ever say I was? “ he says with a laugh.

“That’s true, I guess you keep hanging around me for some reason. I’m so incredibly thankful.“

Ogata hasn’t gotten into the habit of making friends, not on the island nor back there. He wonders how it truly even happens. All he’s ever had were people stuck with him but he always lacked something to make something more than just ‘people he was stuck with’. 

Since he doesn’t make friends, maybe that’s how Catra classifies as well. Or… maybe it’s more like she’s a stray after all.

“ Hmph. “

There’s mix of pride and disgruntlement in his voice now. She’s right after all, he’s seen enough to tell. 

“Wow, so you wanted nobody to like you? Like, on purpose? Mission accomplished, I guess.” 

It was difficult to tell if Catra was trying to hurt his feelings or just be friendly. It was probably both. This was why, Catra did not have any friends. 

They weren’t friends. Catra didn’t want friends. Catra didn’t need friends.  She had one friend and look how that turned out.  Both of them were the type to not make friends, that was why, Catra stood up and stretched out so comfortably in front of him. She even turned, and showed him her back perfectly at ease. He could stab it if he really wanted. Of course, she would make him pay for it but... 

She couldn’t call this friendship, but it was something.  Catra flopped down on her back. She looked up at Ogata over her. Her mismatched eyes, his missing eye. He looked a bit annoyed, but she didn’t particularly care. 

“Hey, how did you lose that eye? Isn’t it about time you tell me already? Or do I have to beat it out of you?”

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pianofreak​:

“… I hit you.” 

Kaede whispered, still surprised that she had struck the other teenager.

“I can’t believe I hit you.”

People nearby were already trying to leave, fearing that the situation would escalate. They did not want to get caught in whatever drama might ensue. Kaede felt similarly, so the sudden laughing that Catra gave her was the last reaction she could have expected.

“What?! How is that hilarious? I don’t want to fight you!”

Kaede tried to step backwards, away from Catra, only for her backside to be met with the interior lining of the bus stop. Unless she made a run for it, there seemed to be no escape.

“Oh, you wanna fight me now don’t you?”

Catra was not listening. 

Ever since she had been stuck across the face there was a huge ringing in her ears. It was the kind of annoying noise that could make anyone go crazy. Catra was smiling so each one of her sharp and pointed teeth was visible. She was thinking about how good it would taste to sink them all into one person- why did it always have to be blondes with her?

Catra reached to grab her by both shoulders. She wasn’t going to let Kaede back away or cower in some corner. She tried to push her up against the bus stop sign a few times. Being a cat, Catra knew this, even a cornered mouse would hiss at a cat. 

“What? Are you too good to fight me? You think you’re so much better than me? You think you’re good but you’re not, at least I admit it when I just want to hurt someone.”

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sheracomplex​:

Adora quirked a brow, wearing a skeptical expression.

“We literally just slept all night in the same bed. What do you call that?”

Her tone might have been a bit sarcastic, but, the question was stated with a smidge of eagerness. She really did want to know what sort of label Catra might give the two of them, even if she didn’t want to admit it.

“Besides,” Adora began with a scoff and a frown. “I don’t think any of the people that live here are your real friends. Especially that one guy.”

Adora did not even think one of the people actually existed, especially after their earlier encounter. As for ‘that guy’, Adora had already made her feelings about Shigaraki quite clear. She did not even want to think about him.

Catra moved away, and Adora inched closer.

“You seriously eat that stuff? It reminds me of the crap we ate in the Horde.”

“If you don’t have anything here, we can just go get something.”

Catra's claws came out immediately. What was it, six in the morning? It was the perfect time to be at each other's throats. It really was impossible for them to be next to each other after all, “You don't say shit about Shigaraki. He’s the only one who wants me around."

She held them at Adora's throat. Adora probably thought she was playing around, and Catra thought so too, which is why she teased a single claw down Adora's neck, her collarbone, she was halfway between wanting to caress it and break it. "What do you know anyway?" Adora had struck a nerve. Adora, always struck every nerve. It was impossible to be in the same room with her without feeling like her entire nervous system was on fire. "What do you know about real friends? Where are your friends? Oh right, they're not here right now."

Catra let go of Adora. A little bit, tired of the same old dance with her. She lifted her shirt to reveal the healed over scar in her stomach. “I'll tell you something about real friends, at least they stab each other in the front instead of going behind your back and making new friends.”