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this heart, fossilized and silent (once was tender and once was violent) by Chrmdpoet
Fandoms: The 100 (TV)
19 Oct 2015
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Clarke is only three days into being a runaway when she realizes that she did not fully think this through. When she walked away from Camp Jaha, she took only herself, a handgun with limited ammunition, and the gnawing guilt inside her. Three days without food, water, fresh clothing, or bedding of any kind, however, and she is painfully aware of how foolish that decision had been.
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Just One Sweet Kiss on Your Clay-Cold Lips by Kurt_Angles_Tailbone
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
26 May 2024
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“I missed you.”
“Yeah, you already said that, idiot,” Catra groused, even though her face was buried in Adora’s neck.
“I did?” It was Adora’s turn to move, and Catra’s turn to tighten her grip.
“Yeah.”
“…Oh.”
The room was cold, but Adora was warm.
In the Northern Reach, monsters infected by Entrapta’s disk emerge from the quarry and destroy the Horde base. Catra is separated from the rest and subsequently finds herself stranded in a blizzard with a drunk Adora in her care.
(Season 2 White Out canon divergence)
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They stay that way for a long time, Catra’s face tucked into Adora’s shoulder, Adora gently cradling Catra’s head. Adora is careful not to hug Catra too hard or make her feel restrained, anticipating the moment that Catra will start to pull away — but Catra doesn’t. She hangs on so tightly it hurts, her claws digging through Adora’s jacket and into her back, latching into her like she did when she was a kitten and didn’t know how much her claws could hurt. Adora tries not to wince, tries not to move a single muscle, worried that if she does the spell will break and Catra will struggle away, appalled at having shown weakness.
But Catra doesn’t let go. And so neither does Adora.
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Work as a prosecutor isn't well-paying or glamorous, but Ruby Rose is determined to fight against the horrific crimewave infecting the city of Vale with all of her intelligence and energy. Yet as she throws away small fish after small fish, the biggest target in her sights, Weiss Schnee, head of the Vale branch of the Schnee Crime Family, dances around her and eludes her grasp.
But she's gotten close a few too many times for Weiss to be comfortable with, as the Ice Queen of Vale finds herself more and more enamoured with the thrill of being chased by the one person in the city she's willing to consider might be her equal. -
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"There is one final thing." Adora trails off, unsure how to word the request—she’s never asked for something so selfish. She feels her allies stiffen at her back.
"What more could you Eternians possibly want?" Queen C'yra's voice is rude, vitriol oozing into every syllable. Her chest heaves as she tries to collect herself.
Adora points directly at the fiercest warrior the Magicats have, all fire and brimstone on the battlefield. She can't imagine leaving her behind, locked away in this tiny fiefdom.
"I want her," Adora states simply. There are murmurs of outrage throughout the room.
"My daughter? As your slave?" The Queen hisses from her belly a deep sound that would have intimidated most. Adora rolls her eyes at the mischaracterization. She looks at who she now knows is the Princess, she would clearly never be a slave to any mortal.
"No obviously not. I would not insult you that way, your majesty. I meant as my mate. You do have mates here in Halfmoon?"
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Princess Adora the General of the Eternian Empire wishes to claim Princess Catra as her mate. Will they be able to overcome their poltical differences to find love? Decolonization AU.
