Wavy_Blue
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Adora Grey isn’t exactly popular, and has been bullied for the past few years. For one reason or another the popular jocks and cheerleaders just always seem to have it out for her.
After one insult too many, she finds herself alone while crying in the bathroom. That is until a certain brunette enters the bathroom. With sarcastic remarks and a kind smile, she manages to cheer Adora up. Both of them are alone, neither having many, if any friends. So what if they could be lonely together?
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13 Nov 2025
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Adora suppressed an awkward smile, waiting until the lecture hall had mostly cleared before finally looking up. "Could you at least try to call me Professor?"
“Sure, Professor.” Catra teased. “Can I ask you a question, Professor? Or are you too busy right now?”
“That depends, what’s it about?”
Her lip twitched. "I don't think I understand the essay prompt. Mind if I swing by for some help?"
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Even as a college professor, Adora is as oblivious as ever. Catra is her definitely not love-struck student. There's a little more going on here than meets the eye...Feelings, smut, and a lot of plot.
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24 Oct 2025
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pour your wine on (holy fires that you fled) by womenlovingwonderwoman (The_Camel_Queen)
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
18 Jan 2021
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“I’m sorry I stared,” George said after what felt like eons. “I just—I knew someone else who had scars like those.”
Adora’s hand tightened over the book, her breath coming out in harsh gasps. He knows he knows he knows he knows he knows he knows
“They were on his back though.”
Adora’s brow furrowed, “His back?”
George nodded, “He never said where he got them. Told me it was an accident he had as a child.”
“I have some on my back too,” Adora said. And her arms, her legs, and running up her neck.
“It wasn’t an accident, was it,” George said.
Adora looked back down at the book and elected not to answer. George sighed and walked a little ways away, out of earshot of Adora’s pounding heart.
Who was he? She thought all this time that it was just her but what if—what if Shadow Weaver had others? Should she feel relieved? Betrayed?
She just felt numb.
Catra was arguing with Glimmer about something, Adora couldn’t tell what. The gray tufts behind her ears looked soft. Adora looked down at the book again and pretended to read it.
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the most visible scars on Adora are not the most painful, nor the most debilitating. The war isn't over yet.Series
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12 Oct 2025
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02 Oct 2025
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'“I see you’ve noticed Satan over there.”
“Huh?” Adora felt her cheeks flushing red as she tore her gaze away from the girl and turned to whoever had spoken. “Sorry, were you talking to me?”
The gorgeous girl strutted past them without a single glance, like she was totally oblivious to how much the world seemed to want her. The girl who had spoken to her followed the other girls down the hallway with her gaze. An intense wave of dislike seemed to emanate from her.
“Satan,” the girl repeated, nodding down the hallway once the other girls turned the corner, “Catrina Driluth, but everyone just calls her Catra. Head cheerleader. All the girls want to be her, all the guys want to fuck her, and she’s completely fucking evil from head to toe.”'
Or, Catra is the bitchy head cheerleader and Adora is the socially awkward new girl. What could go wrong?
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08 Sep 2025