NOELLE'S FANFIC (CREATOR OF SHERA) 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.

Darcia and Ophelia are together this year. They thought that they would have to try and kill each other, but it's way worse. Spending the rest of your life with someone makes you want to kill them, or not... 373 years ago, Ophelia Morello went for the first time to R13. She had to travel all the way from Italy to New York; stayed there ever since. She thought that this time wouldn't be different. But it's worse than anything. She meets Darcia Dayanara.