Cute scenarios with adorable couples

I Won't Be Your Excuse Anymore

A/N: Don't read this story if you haven't watched season 3 yet, it contains SPOILERS.

I just binge-watched whole season 3, and I can't. It's the best season so far. Those eyes Adora gave her at the end. It made me speechless, and even though I understood why Catra did what she did. I couldn't help but be frustrated by her, and curse the universe for being a dick head towards her. For making the person she is now. However, I think that Catra should take responsibility for the actions she has taken. I just can't let it slip this time, she went too far. The sad part is, that I know she won't. Not until she will feel something again, that will take a while, and maybe never even happen.

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Adora's pov

So many times we faced each other. Always excluded from the rest.

So many times leaving bruises on you. Your cuts still stinging annoyingly on my back.

So many times I saved you. But you... You just kept slashing at me.

"Hey Adora"

Once again, the only ones on the field. Having that stupid smirk on your face. I grint my teeth. 'How can you grin like that after what you have done'. A flashback of Glimmer crying in my arms appearing. My grip on my sword tightening.

"If you just had listened" I grumbled.

I don't give her a chance to respond, throwing her whip away, before she can use it.

Pinning her at the ground, my sword against her neck. Her surprised eyes staring up at me. Quickly trying to compose herself.

"Adora how many times do I have to tell you..." A sly smile on her face.

My breathing quicken. I close my eyes. Trying to focus.

"You don't have the guts" I feel her leaning up.

A memory flashing before my eyes. Catra pulling that dammed switch. My eyes opening with fury. I force her back to the ground, my sword slightly cutting into her skin.

"But you do, you are prepared to sacrifice the world" "Your own comrades, and friends" "Do they really mean so little to you" My anger to be heard in my voice.

She laughs wickedly. Not even minding the wound at her neck.

"Of course I don't care, why do you think I otherwise did it"

"You almost killed everyone...and you don't care" "You don't freaking care" My voice cracking. "All this, just because you wanted to win" "What happened to you Catra"

"You left me..."

"DON'T...Don't use me as your excuse"  "I'm NOT responsible for your actions" "You chose to destroy the world" "To kill your own friends" My voice raised, trying to make her listen.

Her eyes darken, being filled with an unreadable expression.

"Excuse... You really are oblivious aren't you" "Let me spell it out to you"  "You ever wondered what happened to me when you were gone" "The times I lost to you" "That shadow weaver chose you" "You are the reason why I have nothing to lose"

"No that's not true" My voice wavering. I feel tears forming. "I didn't decide for you, to live this life"

"Oh Adora..." Her hand on my cheek.

She leans up once again, meeting my sword, the cut gets deeper.

I immediately pull my sword away, my hand on her throat, fastly healing the wound. Her hands trying to pry of mine, but too weak to do so.

She looks dazed up at me, probably because of the blood loss.

"What's wro.." I stop myself. I look at her. A tear slipping down my cheek.

'I really have lost you... Haven't I'