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[pastel-peach-writes]

Hi I really love your writing!!

I have an Adora x Fem R request in which reader is a very shy and tiny but also an incredibly talented musician (she can play guitar and sing really well) who tends to isolate herself to play alone when she’s stressed out.

She is part of the best friend squad and she has a huge crush on adora but she’s a stuttering mess around her, and adora thinks she’s adorable and teases her to see her reactions.

One day Adora finds the reader playing and singing a love song (that she wrote for Adora) alone and she’s fascinated by seeing her so confident and in her element, so when r finishes Adora compliments her and asked her who the song was dedicated to and reader freaks out but then it all ends with a confession and a kiss.

Sorry if it’s dumb, you can just ignore the request if you want😅😅

I hope you have a great day!!✨

ummm a year late and i havent wrote adora in such a long time so i am more than happy to do this for ya anon!

The Guide To Confidence (You Must Have a Guitar) | Adora x Reader

╰┈➤ PLOT: It was a long day fighting for Etheria. You and Glimmer were at each other's necks and on top of that, Catra nearly pummeled you to the ground while you were distracted. After a much-needed shower, it was time to destress and the only way you could do that was in a corner of your room with your guitar.

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Not Proofread, She/Her Pronouns, No Use of Y/n

⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ

You let your tired bones and sore body sink into your oversized beanbag chair. The fuzziness of the beanbag brushed against your calloused skin. Who knew accepting Glimmer's invitation to be a part of the best friend squad in grade school would cause you to fight the world with a princess, her best friend, and an ex-Horde officer? You sure didn't.

You grabbed your guitar from the side of the beanbag. This was often the place you resided in to play guitar, so instead of putting it up where it belonged, you laid it beside your chair for an easy pickup.

With one hand wrapped around its neck and the other around the belly, you warmed up by plucking and strumming the six-string instrument.

When you first started playing guitar, you didn't care to warm up. But as your skill advanced and your days were filled with fighting the enemy, you found that warming up was a great way to remind your body of your skill and to unwind faster.

As you pluck, strumemed, and occasionally tuned your intrustment to make sure you had the right sound, an idea popped into your head: Hey, why not flip through my songbook and sing the first one I land on?

It's been awhile since you sang a song from your book. Hell, it's been even longer since you wrote a song, but it would be fun to reflect back onto your memories.

After fifteen minutes of searching for the blue journal, you finally found it, sat back in your beanbag, and flipped through. The song you landed was a newer one. One you wrote maybe a couple of weeks ago.

You plopped the book open and onto the floor before strumming and singing along to the lyrics.

-

Oh, man. Adora whined as she scrubbed a towel on her head. The princess had just come from the showers where she needed not one, but three servants and guards to help get the gunk and goo out of her hair.

When did Catra have the time to curate a sticky slime that hardens just moments after it attacks its victim, Adora didn't know but dang, it's as effective as it is annoying.

Only in her leggings, top, and socks, Adora shuffled her feet down the hall. She continued to scrub and whine. Although her helpers did a superb job of getting the slime out of her hair, Adora felt as if it was still there and buzzing on her scalp.

Oh, no... what if Catra put a tracking device into it?! What if she's tracking me right now and planning her attack?! What if-- oh! What is that sound?

Adora's steps softened as she tiptoed up to your open room door. You were shy when it came to Adora, which first upset her seeing how you interact with Bow and Glimmer, but after careful observation, she figured it was because you had a crush on her.

At least, that was what she thought. She could be wrong, she tends to be egotistical sometimes, but you were always stuttering around her and looking up at her with those doe eyes of yours.

Adora wanted to squeeze you, wrap her arms around you, and twirl you around like her own personal doll. She even referred to you as her doll when talking to other people.

After figuring out, or blinding wishing, about your crush on her, Adora teased you a lot. She called you cute and adorable, got really close to you when she didn't have to be, and smirked down at you a lot all to see your flustered face and to hear your stutters.

Honestly, Adora didn't have to do anything to get you to stutter. You stuttered on your own around her. It kinda boosted her ego, just a little bit.

Because she's rarely heard you not stutter, she was amazed to hear how powerful and bold your voice is when it came to singing.

You're taking ownership of your musical talent with confident strums and notes. You're loud, but not too loud to annoy. Just loud enough to own the stage, as if you were on one.

Adora peeked her head inside of your room to see you engulfed by your beanbag and guitar. Your small fingers moved expertly on the frets of the guitar and the part by the hole. Adora never knew what that part was called. Does that part even have a name? Adora made a note to ask you about it later.

Obviously, the song meant something to you. You were singing with emotion and passion. It was similar to how you fought sometimes. You're strong and precise in your fighting style and you're just as strong and precise here too. It was like you made sure to go above and beyond in certain parts of the song.

Adora didn't know what came over her when you finished the song. All she knew was one second she was peeking her head into your room to be nosey and the next she was standing in the middle of your room clapping and cheering.

"Whoa!" she giggled. She continued to clap despite your efforts to shush her or usher her out of the room. "You're really good at singing and playing the guitar! Who would've known?" she continued to giggle and laugh.

Your heart was in your stomach when she clapped you out of your music trance. Your eyes must've been closed because you didn't even notice her come in. Let's just hope she wasn't listening too closely to the song.

"Th-Thank you! Goodnight now, Adora!" you exclaim, pushing her on her back. Adora wasn't moving at all. Maybe it was her stubbornness or maybe she was just stronger than you thought, but your pushes didn't even make her budge.

She was wearing socks! She should be sliding around the tiled floor like soft butter on a hot roll!

"Oh, wait now," Adora laughed. She turned around to face you and grabbed your hands. "You have to tell me what song that is! It's so beautiful and your guitar playing literally touched my soul. I didn't even know that was possible until right now."

Her childlike wonder about your song made it very hard for you to kick her out of your room. Who could say no to those blue eyes and blonde hair that just goes past her shoulders?

With a sigh, you look to the floor. "I... m-made it," you told her at a barely audible volume.

Adora's eyes bulged out of her head, and her jaw sank to the floor. "You made that?" she exclaimed. "No way! So, like, if you made that song which was obviously a love song, who was that song about?"

Despite having a hunch on who your crush is, Adora was still oblivious to the fact that was song was about her.

Come on, Adora. The song was literally an acrostic, (a name poem), about you!

"Uh," you stammered over your words. Your gaze was no longer on your floor but instead dashing to every nook and cranny of your room. You would look at anything, literally anything, to avoid her gaze right now.

With every movement of your eyes, Adora moved her head to meet your gaze. Maybe your stare would somehow reveal who the song was about. Perfuma? Entrapta? Oh! Maybe it was Glimmer! Or Bow?

"Come on," she whined. She squeezed your hands. Oh, yeah. You're still holding hands, by the way. "Can you tell me? I won't tell a soul. Shera's honor."

You met her gaze with a heavy sigh. You didn't believe that she wouldn't tell a soul; Adora can't keep a secret to save her life but those puppy eyes and pout were very convincing.

Adora could feel it. She could feel that you were about to spill her guts to her and it's all because she's holding your hands and pleading like a kid in a sword shop-- oh, update that phrase. Glimmer told Adora the right phrase was a kid in a candy shop. Not sword. (Thanks, Horde).

"The s-song may or may not be ab-about–" Oh, come on. You're so close! Just one more syllable. "you?"

Adora hummed. She took her hands out of yours and stroked her chin. Her? The song was about her? Meaning you actually do have a crush on her and she wasn't being delusional. Her lesbian crush on you was reciprocated and you liked her so badly that you had to write a song about her.

While her mind was spinning with different ways how to tease you about this, you stood in front of her sweating bullets. Did she not like that you wrote about her? What if your gaydar was wrong and she actually wasn't into girls? One, that would be a total loss for the gays and theys and two, would that mean the best friend squad finally had a straight person in the friend group? Interesting.

Moments of silence later and Adora was still stroking her chin with an unrecognizable look of her face. Sweating out your armpits and soon the back of your shirt, you decided you couldn't take it anymore.

"I-I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable!" you yelped to her. Adora murmured a "huh?" but you were too in your own world to hear it. "If you want me to destroy the song, I will! I-I'll take the book, rip-rip the pages out, and then throw it in-into the dumpster and light it on fire! I swear! I'd do that!"

Your tangent of accidentally offending Adora and destroying your song threw Adora for a loop. Why would she be upset? Why would she want you to destroy the song?

Adora hasn't heard much music in her life, but your song was the best thing she's ever heard. Destroying that would deny the world of art and Adora was one for the arts.

The blonde tried calling your name and speaking to you to snap you out of your tangent, but you were in too deep, nothing would be able to pull you out.

Out of words to say to get you out of it, Adora took matters into her own hands. Literally. She cupped your warm cheeks and pulled you in close to her body.

Your breath hitched and shook as she caught you by surprise. Her breath was warm yet cool, thanks to the minty freshness of her toothpaste and mouthwash. She was a winter mint person. You took note of that.

Just centimeters apart and your eyes staring into each other's, you were surprised you were the first one to speak. "Why'd y-you do that?"

Adora shrugged. Her eyes danced between yours. "I don't know," she whispered. "I just need a way to shut you up." You went to pout, but the sound of Adora's chuckle stopped you from doing so. "No, I don't mean it like that. I mean that I want to tell you something but in order for you to hear what I gotta say, you gotta stop talking first. You think you can do that for me?"

No words came out of your mouth as you hummed and nodded.

Adora smiled endearingly, her eyes slimming and her cheeks puffing up. "I like you too," she whispered. "Have for a while. I like the song and I'm not offended or weirded out or even grossed out by you writing about me. I think it's cute. You put what you want to say into a song. You're in touch with your emotions and music and I think that's beautiful."

Were you dreaming? You had to be. Your biggest crush of all time had your face in her hands and was telling you that she had a crush on you. You! The stuttering girl who could only say what she wanted through song. She liked you. She really liked you.

"If... If you like me... then why didn't you kiss me?"

"Huh?" a soft chuckle escaped past her lips.

"I mean, if you like me, you should've kissed me to get me to stop talking. Not just grab my face."

Adora smirked, tilting her head to the side. "Oh, yeah? Is that how this is supposed to go?" You gave her a little chuckle and nod. "Okay, well, if you must know, I didn't kiss you because I wasn't even sure if you wanted to be kissed by me. You know, consent?"

You grinned. You put your hands on top of hers. "If kissing me is the only way to shut me up, then you have the consent to shut me up anytime."

Adora's smirk only grew. Her blue eyes shined and sparkled in the lighting of your room. The moment she's been dreaming of ever since she laid her eyes on you was finally coming true.

She leaned in and you met her in the middle to have your lips touch. Both lips were soft on each other. While hers tasted like mint, she thought yours tasted like caramel. You were always sneaking into the kitchen to get late-night candies.

A day that was full of fighting and disputes ended with a night full of songs and confessions.

WC: 2,002

[commander-sparklebomb]

Could you do a shadow weaver (or light spinner) x a shy fem s/o?

“Ugh, who shelved these?” you grumble to yourself as you glare at a group of scrolls. They’re not just out of order—they’re in complete disarray. You snatch the misplaced scrolls and continue grumbling, your irritation growing with each one you find.

“Transmutation…divination…abjuration? Oh, if I ever find who put these back like this I’ll—”

As you turn around, your arms full of scrolls, you come face to face with Light Spinner and let out a startled yelp. A few of the scrolls tumble from your arms. Light Spinner picks them up and puts them back into place, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“Something troubling you, darling?” she says. Heat rushes to your face and neck.

“H-how long have you been standing there?” you ask.

“Long enough to hear your quite frankly adorable griping.”

Your blush darkens. “L-Light Spinner…”

“My apologies,” she chuckles. “You make it far too easy to tease you.”

“You can make it up to me by helping me put these scrolls away.”

“If it means spending more time with my favorite girl, then I’d be happy to.”

You hide your face in the pile of scrolls in your arms while Light Spinner chuckles.

[neighborhood-houseplant]

Okay! Lol Here's my very sleep deprived nsfw request that I've been kicking around in my head for awhile but could never figure out how to write myself so I'm passing the ball to you! 😂

Do you think you could write an imagine where Catra is in heat? Because it would basically be her equivalent to a period, reader is diligently taking care of Catra in anyway she can, until Catra gets a little too into the sight of reader basically falling at her feet and decides to see if reader can be just as diligent in other ways... 🫢

I don't know if this information will be useful to you at all but I always imagined Catra going from stubbornly trying to convince the reader that she's fine to a very desperate and sensitive mess as her heat makes her cravings more and more intense.

...😅 I'm so sorry. 😂

- Catras-Witchy-Girlfriend lol

Catra in heat headcanons (NSFW)

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‐ At first she absolutely hates it. She hates being doted on and being made to feel like she needs taking care of.

- She's more or less used to the heats and dealing with them, after all she's been getting them since she was 18.

- I see her as slowly coming to look forward to the treatment she gets when she's in heat and start anticipating it.

- She's definitely more clingy. Always has her arm on you or around you. And if she can't touch you with her hands, you'd better believe her tail is coiled around you like rope.

- She also tries getting your attention in different ways. Whether it's wearing more revealing clothing or just straight up walking around your shared home half-naked.

- She'll wear tighter clothes, shorter mini skirts, more revealing dresses. Or just straight up lingerie.

- She doesn't just want your eyes on her, she fucking needs them.

- I see her trying to uphold her more dominant attitude towards sex, but let's be honest, she's more of a submissive person during her heat.

- Catra also has a thing for marking you. Covers you in hickeys and doesn't give a single fuck about being discreet with them.

- Will cover you in them head to toe, on your chest, your neck, you thighs, you stomach...whatever she can reach, is getting marked.

- Her sex drive is also a lot higher during her heat, to the point she pleasures herself when you're not around.

- But when you are, she absolutely melts into you. Whatever you want to give her, she'll take. Can and will go multiple rounds.

- She's a slut for getting eaten out. She spend way too much time thinking about you mouth on her core. Dripping with need and want.

- She's also more vocal. I mean, she's already pretty vocal, but she's more whiney and begs a lot easier.

- Literally jumps your bones the moment you come home.

- This is not to say she's greedy. I mean, she is, but she adores pleasuring you just as much as she adores getting pleasured by you.

- She's a bit of a glutton for punishment, so she does things to purposefully irritate you.

- She flicks her tail in your face, distracts you when you're working, just generally demands your attention 24/7

- Speaking of her tail, it's extra sensitive during her heat. But in a good way. I'm talking running your hand over her tail while gripping it lightly while you're making out with her, will have her literally melting into your touch.

- Plops herself on you lap a lot more often too. Like you're basically her mobile chair atp😭😭

- She gets more tired too. Falls asleep earlier and wake up later because of the energy this all takes from her.

- All in all, you need to take care of her more, but my God, will you get rewarded with a needy girlfriend for it.

[catras-witchy-girlfriend]

*Welcome to the Witches Hut*

🔮 This little blog is run by me! My name is Tati, but I usually go by Scribbles online, though either is fine, and my pronouns are she/they!

🔮 The witches hut is where I allow myself to be as strange as I want to be, and to share little bits and pieces of the worlds I create inside my mind.

Autistic and Physically Disabled| Generalized Anxiety| Lesbian| Mixed Black| Practicing Witch| Demi-girl

🔮 A lot of what I do falls into Self Inserts, X Reader Fanfiction, and F/o Imagines, Self insert and f/o drawing requests! {Free, Sketch Only}

Fandoms:

{{Key}}⚡Most active, 🧙 Self-Insert Made For, ❤️ F/0s

Shera and the Princesses of Power {2018-2020} ⚡🧙❤️

Gravity Falls {2012} ❤️

The Owl House ⚡🧙❤️

Genshin Impact

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Avatar the Last Airbender

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Marvel ⚡❤️

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Fictional Others:

{{Key}} 💝Not comfortable sharing, 💕 Romantic f/o, 🐤familial f/o, 🦷child f/o, 🤟🏽platonic f/o

Catra Applesauce MeowMeow 💝 💕

Shera and the Princesses of Power 2018

Adora/She-ra 🤟🏽

Shera and the Princesses of Power 2018

The Mad Dogs 🐤

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Nija Turtles

Eda Clawthorne 🐤

The Owl House

King Clawthorne 🐤 🦷

The Owl House

Luz Noceda 🐤 🦷

The Owl House

The Belweather Unit 🐤🤟🏽

Motherland: Fort Salem

Fan Made Content:

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Self Insert Art: X *link n/a*

Fanart: X *link n/a*

Fandom Gush: X *link n/a*

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Catra Simp Hours: X *link n/a*

The Sims 4: *link n/a*

TS4 Self Insert x Catra: *link n/a*

🔮 That concludes my little promo, this is my first time doing something like this so excuse me if it's a little silly. Still, I hope to see you all again, weridos and witches!

[justaself-shipper]

Catradora x Fem!Reader- The Rescue

After the War Series

Y/N= Your name

E/C= Eye colour

H/C= Hair Colour

A/N: I’m sorry in advance for anyone named Hannah. You can think of any other name if you want.

This is after they return back to Etheria.

Warning! This is kinda my first time writing Polyramy? And I’d say none of the characters are gonna be in character. I’m tired, and I haven’t written anything in a while.

In other words it’s gonna be bad.

Since I didn’t want to write a whole story about this yet, I’ll just say that Y/N had been raised with Catra and Adora (like most reader fanfics lol. They obviously had feelings for each other, just hadn’t admitted it). Whether she went with Adora or stayed with Catra, is completely up to you. Y/N eventually did take refuge with Adora and the squad, though, after Horde Prime’s attack on Etheria.

Adora let out a cheer, pumping her fists in victory. “Whoo! We’re home!” Picking up Catra beside her, she swung her around in excitement, the two laughing excitedly. “We’re finally home! We’re gonna see Y/N!”

As their excitement died down, their chuckles subsiding, Adora realised just how she was holding Catra. She had her arms wrapped around the feline woman’s waist, their foreheads touching.

Adora’s face flushed pink, as she hurriedly let her go. Catra crossed her arms, facing the other way with the same pink blush. Glimmer and Bow, who’d been watching them, shared a glance.

The blonde walked over to the ship’s, Darla’s, door. “You guys ready?” She asked.

(Time skip)

The squad trekked through the trees, trying to find their friends hide-out. As they walked, there was a loud rustling in the bushes coming from behind them. Adora immediately turned into She-Ra, holding a protective arm in front of Catra.

The rustling grew louder, until a large rainbow figure burst from the brush.

“ADORA!”

Adora was knocked over, as Swiftwind charged into her. Catra jumped back, spooked.

The blonde chuckled as she hugged the horse. “Swiftwind! You’re ok! Haha!”

Swiftwind had a relieved look on his face. “Thank god you’re back, Adora. I have some bad news. Really, really bad news!”

——————

Horde Prime had gotten everyone.

Including Y/N.

They’d found her not far from their destination, patiently waiting for them. As if knowing they’d come for her.

Adora and Catra stood in front of their best friend. Her once E/C eyes now glow a light, bright green, while her H/C hair had been tied into a ponytail. She smiled at them.

“Hello She-Ra, Little Sister.” She said in a soft voice.

Catra took a step back, horrified. “Y-y/n…n-no…” she whimpered. Adora stepped forward. “Y/N, please. You have to fight back. Come back to us!” She whispered, stepping closer to the girl.

Y/N’s smile never left her face. “You must be mistaken. Horde Prime has taken care of me as if his own. He is my big brother. He cares for me.”

The blonde stopped in her tracks, taken aback by the statement. Catra, snapping out of her trance, rushed to Y/N, about to grab her wrist. “Y/N, please. If your in there, you need to-“

Y/N stepped aside, out of Catra’s reach. Latching onto her wrist, she dug her nails into Catra. Catra let out a hiss of pain, as Y/N’s smirk never faded.

“I’m right here. Don’t worry. If you come back to us now, Horde Prime promises not to be angry. Come back, and we can be happy again.” She stated. Catra reeled her hand back, trying to get out of Y/N’s grip.

Adora stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Y/N’s torso, pinning her arms to her side. The girl finally let go of Catra, going limp in She-Ra’s arms for a moment.

“Y/N…remember how we used to hang out? Back in the Fright Zone?”

Y/N didn’t respond. Instead, she lifted up her foot, driving it into She-Ra’s knee. It caused Adora to let go out of surprise, giving Y/N an opportunity to escape.

Now Catra grabbed onto Y/N, holding her wrists and forcing her to look into her eyes.

“Do you remember? We used to climb to the roof to get away from Shadow Weaver and the others. We’d spend hours up there, talking about anything and everything!”

Getting one hand free, Y/N lashed out at Catra, who dodged it.

Now slipping from the feline woman’s grasp, Y/N turned to face the two, a deep scowl on her face.

She-Ra let her form fade away, leaving Adora to reach out her hand. “Please, Y/N. You have to remember.”

——————

Y/N’s eyes faded in and out of focus. Looking at her surroundings, she saw two, small girls her age, pulling her along a corridor. They were fuzzy, their faces blurred so the girl couldn’t tell who they were. Their laughter rang out in the distance, as they ran from an unknown figure.

Y/N groaned, clutching her head. “What’s….happening?” She gasped. Adora gently held onto Y/N’s shoulders. “Y/N?”

Y/N growled, pushing the blonde back. As Adora stumbled to keep her balance, Catra caught her, helping her back to her feet.

Pulling at her hair, Y/N screwed her eyes shut.

The figures were a little clearer now. A blonde girl with barely visible blue eyes, and another girl with long, wild hair and cat ears.

They were all fighting with training staffs. The cat-like girl was fighting the blonde girl, while Y/N was fighting another young girl with dreadlocks.

The girl she was fighting swung her staff at her legs, knocking her over. Y/N fell to the floor, letting out a yelp as she hit her elbow hard on the ground.

The young girl with dreadlocks dropped the staff, crouching beside Y/N. She seemed worried. “Y/N? Oh my gosh are you okay?” She asked anxiously. Her voice was still far away, but closer than the laughter she heard earlier.

Y/N groaned, rubbing at her grazed arm. “Y-yeah, I think so.” She replied. The blonde and cat-like girl rushed over, helping Y/N to sit up. “We’ll go and help Y/N clean this up.” The blonde said, helping Y/N to her feet.

The girl with dreadlocks looked around. “Are you sure, Adora? What if Shadow Weaver catches you?” She asked. The cat-like girl scoffed. “Pfft. We’ll be fine, Lonnie. We’ll be right back anyway.” She stated, wrapping an arm around Y/N as they walked out of the training room.

Y/N hugged herself tightly, head hanging low.

She had to get out.

Adora and Catra slowly stepped closer, but Y/N only stepped backwards, not knowing they were being led toward a fast flowing river.

Catra’s brows furrowed. “Do you remember that time we made the promise?” She asked softly. Y/N’s eyes snapped open, as her mind replayed the memory.

Y/N sniffled, wiping away the tears as she sat on her bunk alone. Hearing someone sit on her bed, she jumped. She hadn’t heard anyone come in.

Adora and Catra sat on either side of her, wrapping her in a hug. “Hey, are you okay?” The blonde asked. Y/N didn’t answer, only letting out a whimper as she wiped her nose.

“What happened?” Catra asked this time. Y/N looked at her two best friends with teary eyes. “H-Hannah was m-mean to me again…” she whispered out.

Catra scowled at the news, but didn’t move. Adora pat Y/N’s head. “Hey, how about we stick together as much as possible from now on. After all, nothing can really be bad as long as we have each other.”

Catra perked up, a grin forming. “Let’s pinky swear on it!” She announced, holding out her two little fingers to her friends.

“We pinky swear to always be there for each other, no matter what.” Catra recited. Y/N giggled a little, wiping away the remaining tears on her cheeks.

Y/N chuckles lightly at the memory, tears rolling down her cheeks. Her natural E/C eyes stared at her two best friends sadly. “I remember later that day. Catra picked a fight with Hannah and left her with a broken nose.” She said quietly. Her two friends laughed along too, crying as they stepped toward Y/N. “Yeah, she deserved it.” Catra snickered, about to embrace Y/N.

Y/N pushed her away, the glowing green eyes returning for a moment. Horde Prime grinned, as he spoke through her.

“You’ve served your purpose, Little Sister.”

All of a sudden, Y/N let out a pained scream. The river, which was now right behind her, splashed around at her feet as her body moved of its own accord.

Y/N looked at her best friends at horror, as she moved closer into the river, falling backwards.

“Y/N!”

Cold water surrounded Y/N, as she was suddenly swept away with the river. She tried to kick her way to the surface, but her body wouldn’t obey her.

Hitting several large boulders as she was swept down stream, she began to panic. Water filled her lungs, taking away her ability to breathe.

A disappointed scoff rang through her mind.

“You Etherians are so weak.”

Y/N’s vision darkened. Suddenly, she wasn’t afraid anymore. She felt a warm sensation flow through her body.

“We promised that we’d always look out for each other…hopefully now, Catra and Adora will look after each other.”

Y/N felt someone grab onto her and pull her upwards, rising to the surface.

Everything went dark, as the girl went numb.

——————

Catra gasped for air, trying to stay afloat as she held Y/N’s limp body in her arms. The river was still dragging the two of them downstream, further and further away from Adora.

“CATRA!”

The feline woman turned to see She-Ra, running along the fast flowing river. Panic was written all over her face. “WHY DID YOU JUST JUMP IN?!”

“I DIDN’T SEE YOU DOING IT!” She hissed out angrily, letting out a yelp as the river almost pulled her below the surface once again.

Adora looked ahead, seeing a log on the path ahead of her. Coming up to it, she lifted it up with ease, throwing it toward Catra and Y/N. Catra let out a shriek as it hit the water nearby. “YOU TRYING TO KILL ME FASTER?!”

Adora rolled her eyes, motioning for Catra to grab onto the log. The feline woman didn’t need to be told, and immediately latched herself onto it, holding Y/N close.

As the two floated toward the bank, She-Ra picked them both up and placed them on land. Catra took a moment to catch her breath.

“Catra…”

Catra looked up at Adora, back to her original self, staring down at Y/N with wide, scared eyes.

“Y/N’s not breathing.”

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“Y/N…”

A faint voice called out to her from the darkness. It sounded like a woman…

“Y/N, you have to wake up.”

Y/N looked up to see a woman smiling down at her. She had long brown hair that was tied in a braid, with features similar to Adora’s.

“M-mara?”

“You’re friends are waiting for you.”

“Y/N!”

Y/N abruptly sat up, coughing up water from her lungs. Feeling two pairs of hands holding her up, she opened her eyes to see the blurry figures of Catra and Adora looking down at her in worry and concern.

Seeing her alive and well, the two let out a shaky sigh, bringing the girl into a tight hug. “We thought we lost you.” Adora whispered.

Y/N chuckled, hugging them back. “I’m so glad you’re both okay.”

A/N: Yes it’s rushed, and I’m sorry. But there will be more (I might do some scenes from the show if you guys want me to lol) and I might take suggestions for this series.

[babypandawrites]

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[thatsgay-writes]

Ok so I have a n idea about why reader got kidnapped in frosta x reader, feel free to use it if you liked it , so I thought: the people that are in all black and wear a mask they are part of the horde/crimson waste and they want to take over the kingdom of snow cause it is the strongest and the biggest kingdom of etheria, so they used reader against frosta to threaten her and to give them the kingdom, since reader can't fight and doesn't have powers, they used her, they recorded the reader being tortured and they send it the the princesses, but bow and entrapta hacked the video to find where they live and all of them go to save reader, frosta saves her and...you can imagine what happened next :) maybe reader comforting frosta or....fluffy ending :) 🥰🥰🥰😇

Not me posting

Anyways, I am finally putting an end to this mini series after like... a long time, hope you enjoy.

Frosta x Reader Part 3

Warning: Verbal/Physical Abuse

The kingdom of snows had fallen into a deep depression. It had been months since you were taken and Frosta was slowly losing hope that she would see you again. Frosta had not been faring well and was barely able to keep up with her royal duties. The weekly meetings that you both once held died out pretty fast after your capture. Adora and Catra use to visit often, when they would take breaks from searching for you, but slowly stopped visiting when Catra got pregnant.

All Frosta felt anymore was anger, fear, and heartbreak. She was angry that she couldn't save you all those months ago and angry that she still couldn't find you. She was scared about how you were doing. She would stay up wondering most nights if you were still even alive and that would lead to nightmares when she would finally pass out from exhaustion. She was heartbroken as she watched the others in the alliance thrive in their own lives and marriages. Most of them had children already and now some were expecting more. It just reminded her about all the talks the two of you would have about having children and growing old together.

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"Queen Frosta!" A guard yelled as they burst through the doors and into the throne room. Frosta waved off the other guards who immediately stood at alert and glared at the guard who arrived unannounced. "What is it?' Frosta asked bored, she was ready to return to her room and be alone. "I just received a tablet from a hawk, we started to review the video but stopped once we saw her face." Frosta perked up at the sound of "her". Could it be you? Were you alive?

Without a second thought, Frosta hit the emergency Alliance button and took the tablet from the guard. "Thank you, return to your post." She said as she walked briskly to the war room. She set the tablet in a safe she had and called for her maids to clean the room. This could be her only chance at getting you back, she was going to be prepared.

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The Princess Alliance, or what was left of them that wasn't pregnant or taking care of children, busted through the throne room doors expecting it to be a mess as it had been last time. Instead they were greeted by a guard who lead them to the war room. They sent Frosta confused looks as they took their seats in the dark room. As soon as they all sat, Frosta pressed play on the tablet and let a holo-screen play the video that was on the tablet.

"We'll only say this once." A cloaked figure said as he grabbed your beaten and bloody face and pointed it towards the camera. "Give us control of your kingdom and you can have your lovely wife back... Even though, it seems that she likes spending time with use." The person in the cloak said smugly and turned towards you, only to for you to spit in their face. "You bitch!" They roared as they sent a swift but hard backhand across your face. "You will learn your place, mutt."

The person grabbed you by your hair, causing you to flinch in pain, and karate chopped you in the throat before letting go. Your body fell to the floor as you attempted to catch your breath. The Princess Alliance members gasped at the sight of your body. You were clearly malnourished, your spine and ribs showed prominently as you layed on the floor. Your eyes were dark and sunken in, showing the clear exhaustion that you felt. What had they done to you?

The cloak person turned to look at the screen again before speaking. "You have 24 hours to officially surrender or you won't have a wife anymore." The screen turned black as a count down showed on the screen.

20:00:00

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The war room was flowing with activities as Bow, Entrapta, and Emily started to try and hack the tablet that held the video of you in it, hoping to get at least an idea of where the video was shot from. The others, Adora, Sea Hawk, Scorpia, and Hordak, started coming up with battle and infiltration plans for when they got your location. Spinnerella and Netossa made sure Frosta was okay, trying to provide motherly affection that they had for Frosta and her wife. All Frosta could do was stare at the timer in front of her.

10:00:00

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"This is it. This is it." Was all Frosta could keep saying in her head as the Princess Alliance rode two skiffs towards the crimson waste. Frosta was finally bringing you home. After months of loneliness, fear, anger, and heartache, it would all finally disappear as soon as she held you in her arms. The only thing she was worried about now was if you would blame her or not.

5:00:00

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The group snuck through the tower as quickly and quietly as they could. They couldn't get caught now, not when they were so close to bringing you home. Bow held up his hand to stop the group as they came to an intersection in the hallway, his tracker pad pointing in the direction of the right turn. The room almost 15 feet away from the group. He looked back at his friends and saw as determination was showing in all their eyes. This was it, they were getting you back, Frosta was going to get her happy ending.

00:10:00

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They had to have known they were in the building. There were way too many masked figures in the room you were being held in for them not to know. The Princess Alliance members fought hard but it felt as if the people in cloaks never stopped coming. They would knock one down and 2 more would appear in their place. In the midst of all the fighting, Frosta had told Entrapta to go through the vents to find where they were holding you, the room they were in was obviously a trap. Entrapta did return with you but not in the way Frosta had hoped.

They had knocked down the last of the cloaked people and all stood at the ready as the door opened. They relaxed some seeing Entrapta enter the room first, but immediately got back into a defensive position as they saw the leader of the cloaked people enter behind her. Shortly behind them were two burley looking men, one of whom was holding your unconscious form in his arms. "I certainly should have expected this." The leader said, the smugness clear in their voice. "Let's finish this."

00:00:03

00:00:02

00:00:01

00:00:00

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"ugh..." You groaned out as you rolled over. You felt a breath on your neck and let yourself imagine that you were home and out of the shit hole you had been stuck in for months. You let your dream play out more but grew confused when you felt arms, that you thought you had imagined, tighten around you pulling you closer towards the heat of someone else's body. Realizing that you were not in fact dreaming about sharing the bed with another person, you hopped out of bed and away from whoever was holding you.

You sudden movement had woken up the person laying next to you and your eyes widened as you took in the sight of blue hair and black eyes that you had been dreaming about for months. You covered your mouth as you felt tears and sobs start to wrack your fragile body. "Y/n? Are you okay?" Frosta asked worried as she climbed over the bed and towards you before standing in front of you, not knowing is she should reach towards you or not.

"Is this real?" You ask as your reach towards Frosta's face, but stop a few inches short afraid that if you touch her the illusion would disappear. Frosta grew a sad smile on her face as she watched you have an internal battle with yourself. "It's real, my love. You're home, I promise." You took a deep breath and connected your hand to Frosta's cheek slowly, letting out a gasp as you felt her warmth against your palm. "I... I'm... this is real." You say with a watery laugh as tears start to fall faster. Frosta grabs the hand that was resting on her cheek and squeezes. "Hell yeah it is." She states with big smile.

Without warning, you pull Frosta in for a kiss. Letting the both of you destress for the first time in months, now that you were in each others arms once again. The both of you fell back into bed and held each other for the rest of the night. Enjoying the peace you both felt. Both of you knew, that some things would be different. That there was going to be things you needed to work through but for now... For now, it could all wait till tomorrow.

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[lil-smolpubby]

Prime Dimitrescu Drabble

Here’s a drabble I did for my au! Might be a bit messy but it was just written for fun!!

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The inside was extravagant. Like something out of a novel or some movie. The ancient appearance from the outside proved deceptive of the beauty that lay inside. Fresh and crisp as ever.

The lounge nearby was illuminated by the fire, crackling and popping. The only other sound being the echoing footsteps on the marble floor. It was strange in the open space, yet it was comforting compared to the icy outside of the castle.

A sigh of relief left their lips, walking over into the lounge space to get closer to the warmth. They sat in front of the fire, a rug underneath them. It wasn’t the most comfortable, but with the common theme in everything here, it wasn’t something they were surprised about.

They put their hands near the fire, trying to gain some warmth. Finally they could focus on something other than the blistering cold and trying to find somewhere for the night. Like how lucky they were to find such a beautiful castle in the far side of the village. And how even luckier they were to have a servant answer the door and allow them inside.

Speaking of the servant, where did he go? He was just there a minute ago. Maybe he went to go alert whoever owned this grandiose place.

They looked around, trying to find any trace of him.

Gone. Like he was never there.

Yet another noise grabbed their attention.

The sound of whirling wind, and the slight buzzing of something strange. Almost like some sort of bug.

They felt stupid constantly trying to look to see where the noise was coming from. All while still by the fire. They weren’t ready to leave that warmth yet.

Their confusion only heightened as the noise got closer. The sound mixed now with a torrent of giggles and laughter.

They turned their head yet again to be met with the face of another.

They jumped, startled and crawling backwards, only to gain an enthusiastic laugh from the one in front of them. Swirling black and strange buzzing creatures seemed to crowd around them, taking the shape of three figures that looked down at them. Curiosity and eagerness lay in their eyes. As well as something else that they couldn’t quite make out.

Of course something weird had to happen. A place this beautiful couldn’t just be pure good. The universe really liked to screw them over.

“Has our lord brought us a treat? Are you a maiden?”

The one in front of them leaned in more, a large grin on their face. Another torrent of giggles washed over the figure. Their sweet appearance decieved the sinister expression they held.

“Of course not you idiot. Our lord would have told us if we received a new maiden.”

“Oh but would he not surprise us? We have been good after all.”

“They are not in proper garment! They could not possibly be a maiden. For all we know they are one of those villagers in rags.”

They felt insulted at the comment. But they did not dare speak up. The one covered in frills kept on bickering with the one with the ponytail. They should try and leave but they felt like a deer caught in the headlights. But their head turned as they felt hands on their shoulder, claws digging into the fabric.

They tensed and looked up, to see the one with the had full of curls look to the other two with a glare.

“Oh shut it, both of you! Maiden or not we’ve come across an opportunity,” their face lowered near theirs, a grin splitting to reveal the sharp canines they possessed. Their mouth almost close to their neck.

“An opportunity that we would be foolish to pass up. Our lord teaches us not to waste, and we shall not on this gracious night.”

His tone was filled with a sort of thrill that sent a shiver up their spine. Their heart started to race, and their anxiety increasing at rapid speeds with the position they were in now.

And the others eyes on them didn’t help other. Closing in and drilling holes into them with some sort of hunger.

“Shall we make them run? I haven’t had a good chase in a while.”

“My, how fast do you think they will be? I do like a treat who can keep up a good chase.”

“Oh I am excited! I want the first taste!”

They felt the slow spiral into panic as the three seemed to discuss their fate. Like they were some kind of game for some twisted hunt. Their head started to hurt, the world around them dizzy. Yet they couldn’t seem to get up and run.

They were just frozen, like an idiot.

“That’s enough now. You are disturbing our guest.”

A deep and smooth voice snapped them out of their panicked state. They turned to the large stairway, seeing a tall being walk down. Beautiful and ethereal, like a painting that was brought to life. A large brim hat hiding his face from view.

A shame.

The three turned to look at the figure, cowering slight and backing away from them

“Sorry, my lord.” they apologized in unison.

The being stopped in front of them, looking so much bigger from up close. Even more so with how they were sitting down. He was huge! Taller than any human they had ever seen. They wondered how they was even possible.

He kneeled down, still managing to somehow tower over them.

Beneath the shade of his large brim, they saw the beautiful face that lie beneath it. Framed by the dreads that hang down, his bright green eyes illuminating the beauty marks on his smooth skin. They couldn’t help but stare in awe at the sight before them.

“I was informed that we had a guest. What brings you to my castle?” he asked, his voice silky and smooth as his spoke. Like a song sang by the gods themselves.

“I-I-“ they choked, cutting themselves off in order to gather their words.

“I was trying to find shelter for the night. The village is so far away, and the snow was getting heavy.”

He stared at them, looking them up and down. Observing them almost.

Analyzing them.

His expression did not change

He simply held out his hand.

It was big.

They took it, and he helped to pull them up to stand. His hand was gloved, and the leather was cold under their hands.

They looked up at him.

A knowing smile wormed it’s way onto his face.

“I welcome you to our castle, it has been a long time since we had a guest. I do apologize for the others. It has been long since they interacted with others outside the castle.”

They could see him cast a glare towards the direction of the three. They turned to see the others now standing in a perfect row, their heads down in shame as they tried to avoid his gaze.

If they were in this state because of him, they couldn’t imagine what he could be like in terms of threat level.

But they wouldn’t try to focus on that right now.

“As our guest, one deserves to be taken care of to the Dimitrescu standards. A bath will be ran for you and a new set of clothes to wear until yours are dried. You will then join us for dinner.”

That was quite the package for someone who had just walked in here. They didn’t know if they should feel delighted or scared that something bad was afoot.

“Is that alright?”

He looked down at them, his gaze piercing theirs.

“Ah, uh… y-yes! It’s perfect, sounds great.” They managed to get out, cursing themselves for sounding so awkward in front of their elegant being before them.

He smiled once again.

“Perfect. A servant will lead you and start the bath for you. We are looking forward to your presence at dinner.”

And at that moment, they felt all eyes on them. Observing them like they were some strange animal.

It was unsettling. Yet they felt almost blessed to just be in the presence of such beautiful beings. The hidden sense of danger added a strange thrill that they didn’t know if they should be feeling.

They just hoped they would survive the strange treasures of this castle.

[cartoons-x-reader]

hey! i hope ur still doin requests,, but can i get either bow, entrapta, or glimmers reaction to their s/o being chipped n then them getting the chip out? also i hope u have a nice week!

I haven’t gotten anything Bow related, and he is SO underrated, so enjoy!! (I thought having his emoji as a hair bow and not something actually related to him would be funny lol.)

🎀 Bow’s the kind of guy who’s very in tune with his emotions as well as the emotions of those around him. With such a large family, communication and being understanding of one another is key!

🎀 Knowing that you’ve been chipped is painful, and Bow can’t forgive himself for leaving you behind. “If I was here, I could have protected my partner, and now I’ve failed them.”

🎀 He does everything he can to avoid hurting you. It doesn’t matter if Horde Prime is controlling you; that’s the most important person in the world he’s fighting, and he’ll use arrows with nets for hours if it means you’re unharmed.

🎀 Definetely apologizes after every attack, regardless of it being out of self-defense.

🎀 By some stroke of luck, you’re taken down, and Entrapta is happy to attempt removing your chip. Even though Bow trusts her, he’s unbelievably worried. He watches so carefully that eventually Entrapta has to kick him out of her working space.

🎀 Once the chip is off and he knows your safe, Bow can’t help but cry. He’ll hug you and tell you how glad he is you’re okay. He’ll apologize dozens of times, even after you assure him it isn’t his fault.

🎀 With you back at his side again, Bow’s head is clear and he’s ready to take down Horde Prime.

[captainho]

ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕤𝕤

~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•

𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓽���

Prefers kisses that are short and sweet

Make-out sessions are rare but in moments of passion they happen

Likes to caress your cheek or jawline

When you do have make-out sessions play with her hair 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩

Puts her hands on your hips when you're making out

Cheek kisses happen often

Mermista doesn't like neck, shoulders, or collarbone kisses

Enjoys when you kiss her knuckles

Kissing in front of the castle with the sunsetting 👀

Loves it when her lipstick is smeared on your lips

𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨

~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•

𝓢𝓮𝓪𝓱𝓪𝔀𝓴

𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

Loves kissing

Please kiss him he's touch starved 🥺

Will dip you when you kiss because he thinks it cool

Does 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 when he wants a kiss ☟☟☟

He puts on chapstick of your favorite flavors so you kiss him more often

Loves it when you give him love bites

Nibble on his ear during a make-out session

😳 he's tongue-tied

After he sets a boat on fire he make-outs with you in front of the burning ship

Play with his mustache when your kissing 😼

He's an ass grabber don't @ me

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[avese23]

Did I spend all day on a two panel comic that I had the idea for at 12am? Maybe...

No regrets ✌🏽

[commander-sparklebomb]

!!!!! idk if I've already asked u this and i I have I just need more but! Bow and deaf S/O?????????????????

One of the first things Bow does after he meets you is learn sign language

You can read lips and speak just fine, but he wants to show you he cares!

The first time he has a conversation with you in sign language, he’s nervous

You have to sign more slowly than you normally do, but you don’t mind at all

You’re beaming by the end of it and so is Bow

He gets more comfortable with signing and pretty soon you’re able to have full conversations with him at a normal speed!

Sometimes Bow signs while he talks, even when it’s not to you, because he uses sign language so much

If anyone ever doubts that you’re capable of something because you’re deaf, Bow shuts them the fuck down

You’re just as capable as anyone else, and he makes sure they know that

(He knows you can stand up for yourself, but defending the people he cares about is basically a natural instinct)

When Bow confesses to you he’s super blushy and his hands are shaking too much to sign, so he just says it

When you tell him you feel the same way he gets a huge smile on his face and hugs you super tightly

You make him so happy! And he makes you so happy!

The two of you are adorable and basically couple goals

[butlerofdeath]

So that One is actually a fanfic I can promote on tumblr since it’s not about dubious consent this time. https://archiveofourown.org/works/26797816 I’ve tried something new this time. Writing a new fanfic, which is not only about dark stuff, but a little bit of hurt/comfort. Reader is female/or female OC if you wish to insert them. And I do have a thing for Horde Primes’ Clones’ so yup that’s that.

[catras-witchy-girlfriend]

Catra lying in the center of Y/n's spell circle.

Catra: Here we go!

Y/n: *spellbook in hand* You're insane!

Catra: Rock and roll buckaroo!

[maplemarcher]

Rating: G

Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Pairing: Glimmer/Reader

Tags: Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort, I love Glimmer so much you guys

Summary:  Glimmer is back home, safe from the Fright Zone, but that doesn't mean you don't worry.

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

For anyone who might wonder about inactivity from me in this fandom:  

I’m hanging around for Sweary She-Ra and am reblogging stuff from them, but I’m honestly not in Spop so much anymore?  I’m not even scouring for fanfics.  Two reasons:  The first: I’ve gotten really, REALLY into Trigun again.  It’s an old fandom of mine, actually.  It was my obsession for years and the anime reboot / new anime that debuted this year is ACTUALLY FRICKIN’ GOOD.  I’ve been doing my main fanfiction reading in that (even though most of the fandom seems to be obsessed with either a pairing a I dislike - it’s not a bad pairing, I just don’t vibe with it,  or weird brother-incest stuff I dislike even more, or self-insert character x reader bullshit).  I am able...to swim through all the muck to find some of the most stellar genfic hidden in all of it, though).  I’ve started a fanfic that I plan to be an epic, ongoing, I don’t know where it’s going to end multichapter, too.   The second: I am a Legend of Zelda fan.  I had the rare-for-me opportunity to actually pre-order a game and get it when it came out.  Yes, I am playing Tears of the Kingdom.  Yes, it is taking up hours, and hours and hours... Yes, I am entertained.   Spop has just kind of mostly faded for me.  I mean, I like it enough to reblog stuff, but I don’t know when I’ll be back to actually generating fan content or interested in heavy discussion (I feel like we’ve all talked about most of what we can analyze).  (Also, the general chill-ness of my other fandoms are reminding me of how awful this one has been for me at times.  I mean, people just don’t take things so seriously in either of the above, really).