fanfics of literal death

Adora x Catra

🔫 probably like the most valid ship ever tbh 😫😫🤧🤧

Fandom: She-Ra
Top: Adora
Bottom: Catra

Adora lounged against the rail, watching the Ferris wheel line inch by. Inch was perhaps a strong word. Despite the wheel's frequent stops, the line didn't seem to be moving at all.

    "It's not moving," she informed her girlfriend, who was trying to read the popcorn menu of a faraway stand. "I really don't think it's worth it."

    Catra turned to give her puppy-dog eyes. "Adora... I would love you so much if we would go on it. It's not like we were going to do anything else, anyways."

    "You could win me another stuffed animal," Adora suggested. By her feet was the oversized Kermit that Catra had won by knocking over six milk bottles in one throw (a fluke). "I think we should just go. It's going to rain soon."

    Catra scoffed, "Look at the sky! Clear as could be. What're you talking about?"

    "My weather app said it would rain. And look, there's a huge cloud over there-"

    She spotted the shadow the cloud was casting on the ground to the east and admitted, "Okay, maybe. But come on, I want to see the whole fair from above!"

    "You just want to kiss me in a private spot. And bathrooms aren't good enough for you."

    Catra's face pinked a little. "Well, whatever. Don't judge my motives."

    "Fine. We can go in line," Adora groaned, and hid her smile as Catra blew a kiss.

    Fifteen minutes later, the sky was rumbling ominously and the line was moving a lot faster as people scrambled for cover. Within a couple minutes, they were at the beginning of the line. It wasn't sunset yet, but it had swiftly become too dark to see past more than ten feet. Just as Adora lost sight of Catra's face, the fair's neon lights were switched on in one blinding flash.

    Now this was the fair Adora had seen in the brochure. The Ferris wheel was covered in pink lights, and every tent and booth was illuminated with colorful flashing bulbs. Catra oohed, her face lit by magenta light.

    Adora tugged Catra's hand to get her to move to the small Ferris wheel car. The operator strapped them in, and they moved upwards. The field of light slowly spread out beneath, a landscape of magenta electricity made blurry by showering rain. Catra leaned over the side, gasping as they rocked worryingly. The warm rain was getting harder and harder, but Adora and her girlfriend were dry inside the car's roof. Adora put her arm around Catra's shoulders and pulled her closer to.

    "It opens at the top," said Catra, her voice muffled.

    "I'm sorry, what?"

    "The car. When we get to the top, the roof comes up."

    Adora glanced outside, alarmed. "We're going to get wet."

    With an ominous creak, the car lurched up to the very top of the Ferris wheel.

    "Um, is it broken?" Adora asked, glancing out. It was a long way down.

    The roof slid slowly up; rain soaked into their hair and clothes. "That part isn't broken," Catra informed Adora, unnecessarily.

With a poof, the Ferris wheel's beautiful lights went out, plunging them into darkness.

    "That's a cause for concern," Adora muttered.

    "More romantic," Catra said, and pulled Adora in for a kiss. The skies opened up, and the light showers gave way for a deluge of warm water as they kissed in darkness, the car swaying and the lights so far below blurring into a pink haze.

    Catra had been right. This was so much better than kissing in a public bathroom. Against her will, Adora really did love her.