MidwestCryptid
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A shopkeeper has an unexpected guest during the festival at Thaymor.
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- Part 9 of Starshine (A Post-Canon Saga)
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Give me your answer do by MidwestCryptid
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
28 Mar 2023
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Five times Perfuma tries to tell Scorpia her feelings via flowers and one time she succeeds.
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The First Alliance faces their final battle.
CW for depictions of war and ambiguous endings for characters.
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The Best Friend Squad finds themselves in suddenly hostile territory, following a misstep during their quest to restore magic to the universe.
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CW: alcohol
Based on a Tweet by Aimee Carerro:
Adora, Glimmer, and Catra walk into a bar…
https://twitter.com/aimeecarrero/status/1604940363596038145?s=46&t=hiU2VvWcgk0tkkiSILHorQ
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- Part 5 of Starshine (A Post-Canon Saga)
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I don’t know where I’m goin’ (But I sure know where I’ve been) by BabelFishing, ButterfliesInMyBrain, Candycornsnake, Cheesybiscuit, Domika83, drearbro, EGYx3D, EloyGray, EmileeDoodles, IorekoftheHorde, Keliana856, lologoblens, MidwestCryptid, MxSinshine, orphan_account, Sappiness, tshjortile, wildangeline
Fandom She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
02 Jan 2022
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Round 1 of the SPoP Flex facilitated Catradora Finish the Story Game!
Every chapter is written by a different author, with no prompts or hints for how to continue.
You can find out more by following @SpopFlex or @IorekoftheHorde on twitter.
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Starshine (A Post-Canon Saga) by MidwestCryptid
Fandom She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
29 Mar 2023
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A chronology of my continuation of the canon universe.
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Requiem (Stories from the First Alliance) by MidwestCryptid
Fandom She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
27 Mar 2023
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Kids in the Horde are probably super touch-starved
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Bookmarked by MidwestCryptid
10 Dec 2022
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Pre-canon Catradora fluff, with headpats for catgirls.
Catra: [quietly] ...We used to have those.
Glimmer: What?
Catra: [reminiscent, both happily and sadly] Sleepovers, me and Adora, when we were cadets in the Horde. [breathes a slight chuckle] We'd play tricks on Kyle, stay up all night whispering about--[pauses and blushes]--you know, whatever.
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Adora couldn’t say she’d ever seen Catra make a face like she was now; totally relaxed, unguarded, even more than when she was sleeping. She couldn’t say she’d ever seen Catra be relaxed and affectionate at the same time. Maybe the reason her chest felt so warm was because Catra was on top of her.
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Was this flirting? What counted as flirting? Did laying down on top of your best friend with your faces barely inches apart count as flirting?
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“They scarred,” Catra lifted her hand as if to touch, then snatched it to her chest. “You were She-Ra, I didn’t think they would scar.”
Adora shook her head, taking a few steps toward Catra, threading their fingers together. “It’s okay.”
“It’s not,” Catra wouldn’t meet Adora’s eyes.
Has also been translated into русский.
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- Part 1 of Catradora Tumblr Prompts
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Bookmarked by MidwestCryptid
10 Dec 2022
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Post-canon Catradora fluff uwu.
Somft omg.
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“It’s about compromise,” Glimmer supplies, “seeing how well two conflicting people work together under difficult circumstances for an extended period of time. Adora goes to the gym everyday, Catra’s only form of workout is walking from her dorm to her classes, Adora wakes no later than eight in the morning, Catra got mad at me for waking her up,” she lifts her hands for air quotes, “‘in the middle of the night’ at eight in the morning—”
“Adora obviously wants to be friends, but Catra keeps pushing it off,” Entrapta adds in, and based off the way both Glimmer and Bow grimace, that wasn’t supposed to be mentioned.
“So what,” Adora starts, “you just… handcuffed us together in our sleep?”
(or, in which Glimmer handcuffs Adora and Catra together for twenty-four hours, Entrapta is a little shit, and Bow is an innocent bystander in the entire mess.)
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Bookmarked by MidwestCryptid
21 Nov 2021
Bookmarker's Notes
College AU where an estranged Catra and Adora are handcuffed together for SCIENCE!
Favorite excerpts:
“It’s about compromise,” Glimmer supplies, “seeing how well two conflicting people work together under difficult circumstances for an extended period of time. Adora goes to the gym everyday, Catra’s only form of workout is walking from her dorm to her classes, Adora wakes no later than eight in the morning, Catra got mad at me for waking her up,” she lifts her hands for air quotes, “in the middle of the night at eight in the morning—”
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“No,” Catra starts. “There’s no way—”
“Okay, so, there might be a possibility Swift Wind ate the key,” Adora stage-whispers, looking even more guilty. “That’s why we’ve, uh, stopped keeping things in his reach until he’s fully house trained, because he tends to eat everything he sees.”
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Where The Lost Children Go by Adertily for Amadeaur
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
25 Jan 2021
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In which the war orphans adopt a war orphan.
Catra and Adora stumble across a group of scrappy youngsters, including Finn, living alone in the Crimson Waste. They offer to take them to the children's home Scorpia reformed from the old Horde barracks. But by the time Darla makes the trip, they find there’s a little someone who’s snuggled into the deepest, most treacherous crevices of their hearts. And they can’t make themselves let go.
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Bookmarked by MidwestCryptid
04 Sep 2021
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Comfort fic. Post canon, years in the future. Some v somft Catradora wherein they fall in love with and adopt Finn. This is so domestic and I am HERE for it.
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What little remained was jerked back into her periphery the moment she felt the sting around her wrist, because apparently, for the two of them, Cupid had never bothered to use an arrow.
He’d used teeth.
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And seeing a scar over the flesh of a friend is far less haunting than staring at a gaping wound. But skin does not forget, doesn't lie, and it had been there - once. And it was unavoidable, the truth that she’d she played such a definitive part in putting it there.
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Two weeks have passed since Prime’s defeat; peace bestowed upon the land by true love’s kiss. All is well.
Or it would be if Adora and Catra were at least talking to one another. Catra is trying to relax after a long, exhausting war and keep on bettering herself. Adora is mapping out recovery efforts as the heroine for all. They’ll make time for one another to figure out their relationship in the new world- eventually.
At least if Glimmer has any say on the matter, they sure will; a mission together and a vacation away from Bright Moon Castle ought to do the trick. Catra did tell her they used to have sleepovers…
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Bookmarked by MidwestCryptid
14 Apr 2021
Bookmarker's Notes
Post canon Catradora hurt/comfort and fluff with a healthy dose of smut. A masterpiece.
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Thinking about it, when was the last time they had talked- more than a quick good morning or a simple have a good night? Anxiety and guilt gripped her as Adora realized she wasn’t entirely positive of the answer. Where was a universe-ending threat when you needed one, that did the trick last time.
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Catra had to bite back the immediate comment of, Private properties that could be, y’know, housing the displaced civilians currently struggling if you were doing your job right there, Sparkles…
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Safe with her, yes, she had felt safe; inexplicably considering they had literally been facing down the end of the universe at the time. But it was true, she had always felt secure with Catra even when things were so decidedly dire and strained. Adora gave a shuddering exhale as the weight of this discovered facet of her being settled in. To realize a deep fear, and hopefully discover its cure, all in the span of about ten minutes was jarring to say the least.
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“I knew I was in love with you from the moment we met. And I don’t mean that in some cheesy, mushy way like some people might claim to love someone else. No, it's a simple, undeniable fact of life. Grass is green, water is wet, and I am in love with Adora. The second you peeked your head into that box I was dumped in and screamed out “Kitty!” before throwing your dumb little arms around me, I was yours completely. And every single day after that, it grew. It grew so big and so wild that when you were gone, I couldn’t manage it. I didn’t respond well to it, as you know, but it never let me be for even one damned minute. Everything was you, just you. I could no more stop breathing than stop loving you. Again, not going for dramatics here, princess. I’m stating the truth. All of this …” Catra made the same gesture towards Adora that she had made at herself just moments ago. “...is all my fucking wildest hopes, dreams, fantasies, and aspirations. It’s what I have spent my entire life craving and chasing after. And now that I have you, I am never going to let you go.”
Catra took a deep breath, continuing to stare Adora down. “There is no one else, Adora. There couldn’t be. It’s always been and always will be you. I guess now, I gotta show that to you every day, because I’m not sure you’ll really get it otherwise. And no matter what your brain tries to do, this can’t be broken. It’s not luck ; we were inevitable. At least you were for me...”
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A book sat upon a shelf above the stove; Catra was elated to see the spine said ‘Refined Culinary Recipes for Unrefined Culinary Skill’. Aha; it was the strategist’s logbook, the battleplans for the upcoming front, the master key to unlocking the mysteries of this bastard kitchen! Catra wasn’t quite tall enough to reach the shelf, but nimbly angled herself onto the stove and claimed her prize. Yes, there would still be the gargantuan task of comprehending the instructions written on the page but she near-conquered a world, like hell a cake made in a pan would stop her.
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The third bottle was labelled “Patchouli & Lemongrass: Romantic & Stimulating. For someone so naturally loveable.” Several small hearts were drawn near the scrawl on the bottle. Adora recalled the way Perfuma had placed her hand on Adora’s arm and commented this was her personal favorite scent and how she really hoped Adora would think of her when she used it. She chose then- and now, to not think too deeply on the little hearts on the label or ponder why this one wasn’t given a scent description quite like the others. As appealing as something to invoke romance might be at the present moment, this bottle would be a definite pass. Even just considering using the contents of the bottle brought images of a teary eyed Scorpia to mind; it was far safer for all parties involved to avoid it entirely. Even if she was fairly certain Perfuma would want to redo the label and pretend it never existed if she saw it now.
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Catra had many skills in life, though years of torment and abuse would make it so she would be the last one to recognize them as such. But they did exist. She had organizational ability, strong persuasion skills, and a blunt style of leadership that churned out results. Her mind held a whole catalogue of battlefield tactics and strategies and one could not fail to mention her close-combat prowess. While she’d only gotten the chance to refine skills that were deemed useful to the Horde, who knew what competencies she would develop now that they were out of war times.
Catra was certain cooking would not be one of them.
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So many more, but CHARACTER LIMIT :(