🔸-catradora one shots-🔸

-irreplacable-

-(spoilers, kinda?) based on one of the she ra panels where Noelle said that originally catra and scorpia were supposed to kiss in the crimson waste but catra had other plans (also I'm aware of the situation of the 2nd panel I am disappointed but it won't affect anything I feel for this wonderful show. check noelles twitter for info @/gingerhazing)-

jealous catra/adora was a request, but it was never specified for what kind of jealously >:,D-
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"catra!"

adoras voice whined and echoed within the weak walls of the ancient ship, now taken over by catra and the many other rebels in the crimson waste.

she could hear the indistinct and mumbled chatter of celebration and partying, despite it being multiple rooms down from her.

and here she was. sat alone as a prisoner on the cold floor.

she sighed in discomfort.

"where is bow, glimmer, huntara?"

adora squirmed to get out of her restraints, her arms and hands having grew tired as they were tied somewhat tightly behind her. she heard the sound of familiar footsteps nearing her, along with an uncomfortable screeching of metal.

"catra! I know you're there," adora breathed almost helplessly, "please,"

adora's restraints squeaked slightly as she tried to scooch forward, "you need to listen to me.."

catra entered the room, dragging adora's sword across the wall, sending shivers up the blondes spine, making her cringe.

"you called?" catra eyed the dirty blonde up and down, "you seem to be having fun."

"catra.." adora looked into catra's eyes hopelessly as catra approached her and knelt down. the feline caressed adora's cheek, scratching it slightly.

catra let out a small chuckle.

"oh adora. now that I finally have you, I'm not gonna let you go so easily," catra said as she raised adora's chin with her sword.

"you're staying right here," catra clenched her fist, "..where you can't run away from your whole life ever again."

adora flinched, taken aback. "catra..? god, catra you don't understand..!"

catra's eyes furrowed.

"no." catra spat, "I understand perfectly. you always have to be right, no matter what," catra stood up angrily. "it doesn't matter what I say or do, but you..?"

"..everyone's always believed in you, they've always trusted you. I was one of those people, but not anymore," catra's voice growled. "how? how could you throw away everything in practically a heartbeat when we were all you've ever known?"

adora gulped and pulled against her ties, "hurting innocent people was never what I wanted, catra, the horde manipulated all of us, they never cared, they only saw us as tools of war." adoras voice grew quieter as she spoke.

"catra..to them, we were never seen as anything other than weapons, I was oblivious to all of it. we were nothing but young soldiers they were willing to let die."

adora spoke reluctantly, "I left because that place was all I've known. everything they fed us were lies."

adora frowned for a moment.

"..what happened to everything being about us, catra?"

catra kneeled down to adoras level once more, "are you kidding me? you left everything behind. like it never meant anything at all."

catra clenched her fist, her claws digging into her palm slightly. she stood up.

"like I meant nothing."

"it was never like that. I never wanted to leave you, but I couldn't stand being on the side that killed innocent people. hurting people is never what I wanted," adora's voice pleaded.

catra began to run her finger across the blue-tinted sword, "I knew you were kinda dumb, but this? you had everything back there, and you threw it all away, and for what?

"...a stupid sword. a destiny you never would've known about."

catra glanced at the sword in her hand in an almost disgusted manner as she began to walk away.

"catra, I knew nothing about my past, where I came from..and I finally found something. just something that for once in my life made me feel.." adora's voice broke as she searched for words to use.

"purpose. real purpose."

"..yet look where it led you," catra scoffed, "some kinda destiny that is."

adora hesitated. she spoke, her throat closing slightly.

"you keep telling me how I left you.. but," she paused.

"-i don't get it. if you wanted to be with me so bad, why didn't you come with me at thaymor?"

catra stopped.

"I gave you a choice, catra. yet you refused," she clenched her fists slightly, still in her cuffs, "we could've had everything. we could've been together."

catras eyes widened. she looked angry from adora's point of view, but in reality she asked the same question she just said to herself.

"it doesn't matter anymore, it's too late. I've taken my own path..with scorpia," she hissed.

adora's heart dropped slightly, as if a bit of it had shattered. her chest stung, and she felt almost nauseous.

catra continued to walk away, but turned towards adora for a moment. a spark of guilt flooded the felines face for a second before fading away.

"I don't need you. not anymore."
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if it's requested enough, maybe I'll do a part two, let me know!