shecallsherbombshell
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The call comes in at 5:27 pm, which, first of all, fuck that. Who calls a store three minutes before closing? But Catra’s pretty sure if she’s caught sending a homicidal stare towards the telephone until it stops ringing one more time, her manager’s gonna want a word.
Or: Adora calls the local aquatic store for help with her new goldfish inherited from Razz, Catra's the one who answers the phone. Shenanigans ensue.
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Bookmarked by shecallsherbombshell
05 Apr 2022
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moral lesson: pick up the phone even if it’s 3 minutes into clock out because that might just might be the love of your life
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Adora stumbles back, looking almost drunk. She falls against a tree, one arm reaching out behind her to steady herself, head thrown back, panting for breath as blood covers her face and drips down her chin. She wipes her mouth with one hand, licks the mess slowly from her fingers.
“Adora, what the fuck,” Catra says, the fear obvious in her voice and yet insufficient to make her turn and run. Adora’s head rolls downward to regard her. There’s real color in her cheeks now, her eyes no longer bloodshot, recognition dawning in them as she glances between Catra's bewildered expression and mauled hand, panic rushing to take the place of the numbness that had filled her chest only minutes ago.
Adora's just your average teenager, plays football, gets good grades, well liked. Mostly. Living in an equally average, small and sleepy town. Ringed by forests, bordered by mountains, the kind of place where nothing interesting happens. Until Adora goes missing. Gone, two weeks, comes back. Comes back wrong. Still plays football, still gets good grades. Less well liked. Too good at football, too strong, too fast. Keeps to herself. Nearly bit her friend's hand off but that was like, one time.
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Meet Me By Meeting Room B by Antisequatic
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
22 May 2021
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The person – the woman – in the doorway had one hand lazily placed on the doorframe and another gripping a steaming portable cup of coffee. She pulled her free hand through messy brunette hair that fell past slim shoulders, and yawned. “Sorry, keep talking.”
Adora couldn’t. Her previous flow was cut off by the presence in front of her. Thoughts of synergy flew out the window and were instead replaced by other information. For example; this woman did not wear trousers but instead a very tight, fitted, pencil skirt with a slit drawn up to her thigh. She sauntered past Adora and slumped in the empty chair next to her. From new proximity Adora added caffeine, Chanel, and cigarettes to her memory bank under the title: late brunette.
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The Office AU nobody asked for.
Bookmarked by shecallsherbombshell
28 Mar 2022
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fav modern au — made me blush and laugh out loud PLUS catradora, what more can you ask for? (also legs-for-days-catra in a pencil skirt and power-suit-boss-adora who’s ripped and gives you orders)
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falling feels like flying (till the bone crush) by ehj
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
26 Jun 2021
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it’s always been there.
and lately—maybe for awhile, adora’s not really even sure when it started or how or—all that this something makes adora want to do is kiss the smirk right off catra’s face. or punch it off.
sometimes both.
or: the one where catra and adora are sneaking around together during the war.
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- Part 1 of enemies with benefits
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Bookmarked by shecallsherbombshell
25 Mar 2022
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no words. just, CHEF’S KISS. i will be brainrotting over this fic for months on end.
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They say when you meet your soulmate, if you have one, you get visions of your past lives together. No one they knew has had a soulmate they’ve met. It seems to be a fairly rare occurrence, at least in their lives.
Then one night in Las Vegas, a blonde and a brunette met once again. They danced, drank, and kissed at the bar. At some point deciding to move their shenanigans to an Elvis chapel on the strip. Let’s just say, what happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay in Vegas. Especially not for these two.
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The Catradora x Honey Girl AU that I haven't been able to stop thinking about for weeks, that absolutely nobody asked for, but here it is.