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Spoptober Day 27/31: Celebrities AU
The fans thought Catra and Glimmer were dating because of their chemistry on stage, flirting and singing together to get the crowd excited. Glimmer is actually dating a very sweet classical pianist, but it goes against her rock image so they’ve kept it secret. Adora and Catra had been dating for longer than the band even existed but chose to keep that part of their relationship off stage. Adora has a very important question to ask Catra and decides to bring their love into the limelight by doing it on stage. How will the fans take this big reveal?
Tomorrow: Birthday Girl Catra AU!
#catradora#glimmer#adora#catra#spop au#spoptober#spop fanart#she ra and the princess of power fanart#she ra fanart#rinniiart#Rockstars au#rockstar gf
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I’ve never seen anyone ever mention it but you’d be paranoid too is such a great song and very fitting for rockstar au Catra
i think it's mostly just bc the crossover between parxies and catradora stans is pretty small
but yes that and the lucky one by taylor are THE two popstar au songs
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Critical R&B question: does Cats the musical exist? If so, is it a magicat (or generally feline) production, or like people in costumes pretending to be actual cats? Was the 2019 movie as horrifying to them as it was to us? ... I got Memories stuck in my head and started thinking (perhaps inevitably) about Catra 😔 I don’t imagine it’d ever come in-fic since musicals clearly aren’t their bag but. Inquiring minds want to know
I'm beginning to wonder if you're actually... Clare-voyant. -gets hit with a cosmic brick-
Ok, so it doesn't come up in R&B, but it is actually a side detail in a different modern au I've had as a side project. In the au Catra and Adora are both professors that have been together for 16 years since reuniting at the Olympics, but none of their coworkers know they're together because Shadow Weaver's a dean at the college and engineered their breakup when they were teens. Adora's a recent addition to the staff because she was getting her phd while also working as a physical rehab trainer, and now the college Catra works at is the only place that can afford to hire her (and she has some ulterior motives for taking the job.) Shadow Weaver is retiring at the end of the year, so they just have to keep their obvious attraction under wraps for that long until they're in the clear. Easier said than done.
But the reason why Cats comes up is because Catra's only friend on campus (she keeps people at arms length so she doesn't invite SW retribution) is DT, who is an engineer with a passion for theater who essentially can never be fired because their amazing sets always make a guaranteed profit for the school and thus they're immune to SW's menace. The two of them needle each other relentlessly but still consider the other a good friend. Anyway, DT has a habit of changing Catra's contact info in their phone depending on how they feel about her currently and when they're very annoyed they make it Cats (2019) and Catra's only response is, "What the fuck did I do to deserve this?" When they're no longer mad they'll switch it to Cats (1998) or Cats (The Good One) to let her know she's in the clear.
Anyway, in-universe Cats is kind of a subject of intense debate, because on the one hand the universe equivalent of Andrew Lloyd Webber has stated they are supposed to be regular cats, but that also means magicats would be inherently suited to play it. But some people argue that it would be racist casting magicats in the roles of cats (implying they're animals), while a lot of magicats in theater point out that there aren't a lot of roles written specifically for them and that barring them from doing ones so well suited to them (especially when it's non-magicats making that call) has some unfortunate implications in and of itself. The one thing everyone can agree on is the 2019 movie is horrible. And while that won't come up in R&B, pretty much all of my modern aus share the same overall setting, so what applies to the fake enemy professors au also applies there.
Oh and also the 1998 recording was an all magicat cast, which is part of why it's so universally loved.
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I just wanna say that your response to my commission and all the nice things you had to say was absolutely wonderful and sweet and made me smile so much!! Thank you so much again for the commission, I'm so glad both you and the author I made it for like how it turned out, and I might check out the fic myself soon cause it seems really fun! :DD
l;akhgfo;akjhdsf The whole thing was such a good experience and you’re a really fantastic artist????????????? How was I supposed to not sing praises??(No, seriously everyone, you think I’m playing but I ain’t. https://atomicmuffin.tumblr.com/post/187589377958/artomicmuffin-commissions-are-open You will NOT regret it)You are more than welcome, it was a lot of fun and the commission was amazing! If you have the time I definitely recommend the fic, it’s legit some of the best fanfiction I’ve ever read and hits all my happy juice buttons (angst, sass, found family, mutual pining, dumbasses sharing 1 brain cell) and I’m getting to explore new music to boot! :D
#Rhythm & Blues#atomicmuffin#art commission#fanfiction#fanart#the catradora rockstar AU#fan art#will I ever stop screaming about loving this?#no#no I will not#the amazing artwork is just a repeat hit of happy brain chemicals#it makes me so happy y'all!
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Rockstar Catra and Photographer Adora AU
PART1 / PART2
I didn't plan to draw more about this, but I was a little inspired while listening music again. Don´t know if there´s gonna be a part 3, but will see.
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Concept art for @malachi-walker ‘s amazing fanfic Rhythm and Blues (C’mon, Darlin’, Make Some Noise) series. If you’re looking for a Catradora story that will blend an amazing taste in music with the rockstar/child prodigy AU we didn’t know we needed while adding in some incredible analysis of what it means to grow up under abusive caregivers, then look no further! This is a seriously fantastic and well written series, highly recommend (Archive warnings apply, themes of abuse and violence, always make sure to take care of yourself) https://archiveofourown.org/works/2106047
Bonus (and slight spoiler):
#catra#adora#catradora#artofadora#rhythm and blues#scorpia#rogelio#lonnie#rockstar au#glimmer#bow#bfs#swearing
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PunkRock/Rockstar Catra and Jock!adora from my Catradora AU :)
Some extra info about this AU:
- Adora is a soft ball player because let’s be honest, softball is the gayest sport around. This coming from someone who is gay and also played softball.
- Catra is goes around calling people posers and nothing in her playlist is relatively mainstream
- Even though Catra being the stereotypical outsider claims she hates preps she still steals Adora’s letterman and wears it everywhere. (Loves to claim she’s only wearing it ironically)
- Adora is low key a swiftie but only likes the older country stuff (this pisses Catra off so much)
#drawing#art#fanart#digital#procreate#artist#portrait#my art#catra#catradora#catradora au#shera au#she ra fanart#she ra au#spop fanart#spop#spop au#i’m tired
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some catradora fics that i love (under the cut)
adorassaviorcomplex (rosesandcinnamon):
come home to my heart, post season five
auberigine:
this grave’s the second-marriage bed, locked tomb au
want me down to the marrow, catra seeks a universe where adora stays
where the spirit meets the bones, aftermath of save the cat
ehj:
the things underneath the fire, catra character study
emollience:
the ghost of you, canon divergence au where adora stays with light hope in season one
loneliness is how little you want me, canon divergence au where adora drops catra off at the nearest planet in season five
no defense (no preservation), canon divergence in season 3
sandbox love never dies, jennifer’s body au
what it means to survive, breath of the wild au
feralcatras:
i always thought we’d have another life, celeb au (rockstar catra, princess adora)
say it back, canon divergent 5+1
forsythiarising, fuhadeza:
the thing about forever, catradora wedding time loop au
fuhadeza:
framed with silence, a pacific rim au
gayxiaolong:
how much would love make you whole?, post canon fic
igneousbitch:
torch song, greek mythology au (achilles adora, patroclus catra)
lesbianxcatra:
at least i got you in my head, canon compliant yearning
the harder i swim, the faster i sink, a season five catra character study
maguk:
a collection of modern au one-shots
ode to a conversation, catradora rival sorority au
noble heart, prince catra au
peacefall, a post-heart conversation
stillness in woe, adventure time au
mondkind:
even if it burns, midas au
matters of the heart, pride and prejudice au
nuttyshake:
a rumor, a legend, a mystery, anastasia au
be the thing that buries me, sci-fi soulmate series
centrum permanebit, a future fic
the golden room, a the good place au where adora is an architect
how you besiege me (and feed me), a future fic involving halfmoon and eternia
overnights:
all this and heaven too, canon divergent au where adora dies in the heart, catra goes to the underworld to rescue her
sevensevan:
come build your home in me, modern au, sequel to the roots that sleep
themoonsneverseenmebefore:
a little bit like fate, modern meetcute
the verse and the chorus, former child stars au
timtamtawney:
things that matter more than winning, this is how you lose the time war au
soul_of_spades:
across the stars (i’ll always find you), star wars au
the black cat, superhero au
my heart is with you hiding, post apocalyptic au
sabotage, modern/among us au
tie-breaker, post canon sparring au
strangehunger:
don’t wake me, i’m not dreaming, deleted scene from at the end we’ll start again
xandrillia:
defiance, save the cat from catra’s perspective
desolation, bw/rr inspired/canon divergent fight
in the name of being honest, missing canon scene on darla
something new, canon compliant, catra, adora, and music
#she ra#catradora#catradora fic#fics#!!!!!!!!!!!#as i said on twitter i'm prioritizing fics with less than 500 kudos bc ao3 makes them harder to find#and these are all amazing so please go and leave kudos and comments!!#i will have more fics to add once i get through my TBR but for now please go and check these out
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Happy birthday, Mal! I love your fics, they evoke so much emotion in me and have made me cry many a time. I don't often reread fics, but i've reread multiple chapters of Rhythm and Blues because they're stuck with me so much. You capture the emotional pain of their trauma and the catharsis that comes with their growth so beautifully. You also write some brilliant meta and just consistently post some fantastic thoughts. Also your love for swords is very appreciated. <3 have a lovely day!
First of all, my apologies for not replying sooner. I was making my mind up about something that would definitely require the use of a read more and thus necessitate dragging myself to desktop (which I hate because my laptop predates the dinosaurs.)
But seriously. Thank you so much. This is honestly one of the sweetest comments I've ever gotten and definitely made my already pretty sweet bday even better.
So about that read more. In honor of you, @metalesbo, my friends @n7punk and @jem-jarrett and everyone else who sent me well wishes or just really loves my work... Here's the opening section of the next chapter of R&B. Enjoy. It's a long one.
Adora Eternia is about two months shy of her fourteenth birthday when she first realizes she's in love with her best friend.
Though--if asked--she would hasten to explain that it wasn't when she fell in love. But trying to pinpoint the exact moment is an exercise in catching mist: the more she tries to grasp it in her hands the more it spreads out and covers everything. It just is: pure and simple and very, very complicated.
It's the beginning of December and the whole town is covered in a thick blanket of snow. Winterfest will be here in a few weeks, so to help out the kids who want to get gifts for their friends the Right Zone administration has shuffled around the groups that usually take their monthly trips on the third and fourth Sundays of the month to double up with the other two. As part of group three, she and Catra got the first week (the other three members of their crew are week two folks anyway and thus outside the reorganization.)
It's still kinda weird to think that: their crew. For so long, it was just Catra and Adora. Adora and Catra. One unit bound together, just them against the world. But there's also something nice about being part of a small cluster, their "scrappy little lone wolf pack" as Catra had once put it with a wry grin before Lonnie shoved her over with an, "Excuse you, I'm a great people person when I'm not busy making sure you idiots haven't set yourselves on fire!"
They all got a good laugh out of that one.
But regardless, the holidays are coming up and this is the first year that any of their group has felt like actually doing anything for it, aside from wrangling together a sleepover and seeing if they can convince the kitchen staff to slip them some leftover eggnog.
They made each other promise not to go too extravagant and keep each person's gift to ten dollars or lower. Even though their quarterly stipend has increased from three hundred to four hundred to match with inflation over the past eight years, it still isn't a whole lot for three month's worth of expenses, especially when they also have to budget regularly for clothes to keep up with the seemingly endless growth spurts.
There's also the usual budgetary concern of keeping her and Catra's first aid kit well supplied...
Adora shakes her head to dislodge the intrusive thought and continues marching onward through the snow. This trip is a good thing. She won't let all the awful realities of their life taint it.
With so many kids running around and wanting to shop on their own to surprise their giftees, Right Zone had to negotiate with both the local police and whatever other civic authorities they could get ahold of to come out en masse and keep an eye on them all. The kids had still come with their usual teachers, of course, but doubling the load and also splitting up was a logistical nightmare. Which is just a convoluted way to say the town is positively crawling with uniformed officers, off duty members of the fire brigade, emergency personnel, and other such authority figures quietly keeping watch and making sure no one tries anything.
Adora knows that somewhere in the press of bodies, Grizzlor's busy wrangling two new "brats" (seven and nine, respectively, and definitely not friends.) Somewhere, a certain Magicat is probably grumbling over the indignity of being forced to wear shoes and kicking every snowpile she can, like she can send a direct message to whatever cosmic force is responsible for her current frustration.
On an ordinary month she and Catra--being old enough to be allowed a bit more freedom to do what they want--would buddy up to watch each other's backs while they did their shopping. But this isn't an ordinary month, so once they'd each gotten gifts for the other three they'd split up on opposite ends of Main Street with an agreement to move clockwise to avoid running into each other. Afterwards, the entire group would rendezvous at the small clock tower in the park a block over before heading back to Right Zone.
Ten dollars wasn't a lot to work with, but Adora had done her best: a new stress ball for Kyle, some moisturizing oil for Rogelio since the early winter shed had wiped out his supply and he'd been too busy to pick up some more, a twelve pound kettle weight for Lonnie now that their shared exercise routine was getting a bit too easy for her... Utilitarian choices, to be sure, but she's been paying attention and that has to count for something.
Catra's the difficult one, of course. Partly because Adora doesn't want to just get her something practical, but also because they share nearly everything between them already. About the only thing that is definitively off limits is Catra's guitar, and she's told Adora enough about her time with Tao over the years that Adora wouldn't even ask. Beyond that... Well, there's a reason why most of Adora's day off hoodies have small strands of orange fur stuck to them.
Still. I want to get her something that's hers. Something she'll like. Something she doesn't have to share with anyone, not even me.
In the end, she nearly walks past it. In one of the artisanal shops that dot small towns like liver spots, she finds a display of hand stamped necklace pendants, with a design sheet beside it. There are a lot of the usual nature designs and such, but the one that catches her eye is a treble clef with the five staff lines bleeding out from it. They ring the edge of the pendant in a half circle, and scattered haphazardly along the lines are the other music notes.
The lack of proper order would drive Adora insane. She understands that it's just meant to look pretty, not be an accurate representation of musical notation, but still... She knows her own (broken) brain well enough to know that.
It suits Catra, though.
"Hey," Mismatched eyes looked down at Adora as her head draped backwards over the back of their desk chair, the throbbing behind her left eye threatening to escalate into a migraine. "Guess I don't have to ask how the composing's going."
"It sucks," Adora groused back, sitting up and gesturing Catra over. She jabbed at two particular spots with the half chewed off eraser end of her pencil, two hard jabs each, like she was filing a complaint. "Most of it is just what I'm going for, but these two places here... They aren't sounding right. I've been going back and forth over structure all afternoon, but nothing I do helps."
"Hmmm..." Catra stroked her chin and nudged Adora over so she could sit on the arm of the chair (they'd never gotten around to requesting a second, mostly because Adora didn't want to risk Shadow Weaver suspecting they were getting too chummy.) "Got any scratch paper?"
Adora pointed to the pile of half crumpled notebook paper she used when making adjustments and Catra snorted. "Ok, dumb question. Just let me see here..."
Grabbing a pen, she quickly inked a fresh set of staff lines and copied the notes Adora had already put down, making sure to leave space to work. Glancing between the two, she drummed her fingers on the desk, playing along in her head.
"Hmm..." Catra murmured, worrying at her lower lip with a fang in a manner that was... Oddly distracting. "Ok, how 'bout this?"
Adora jolted, tearing her gaze from Catra's face to look at the sequence of notes scribbled onto the scratch paper. She paused, brow furrowing as she played them over in her mind's eye. It was a little unorthodox, veering away from the path she had carefully laid out... But also blending well with the next part. Almost like the notes took a quick detour and then lead the listener back to where she wanted them.
"Yeah..." Adora replied thoughtfully, the tension all over her body starting to smooth out. "Yeah, that could work."
"Awesome. Let's take a look at the next part."
They ultimately ended up spending several hours going over the entire piece, sussing out every place where Adora was having even the slightest niggle of unease. She didn't accept all of Catra's changes and Catra didn't push the matter, but the ones she did...
They felt right. More right than they had ever felt when it was just Adora running circles around herself.
When they finally finished up she looked over at Catra, tail waving sedately in that way it got when she was simultaneously engaged but relaxed, and asked, "Umm... Do you want to learn with me? I like doing this."
'I like making music with you.'
Catra paused, looking over at Adora searchingly, almost like she couldn't believe the question had come up. No matter how many years had passed between them, that look never really went away, and every time she saw it Adora's chest ached in a way that was hard for her to process.
"I'd like that."
Catra's composing style is very different from Adora's. More wild, more willing to bend and break the rules if it means maintaining audience engagement, but there's always an underlying order to the chaos. To her surprise and pleasure, Adora found herself learning just as much from Catra as Catra was learning from her. Their styles brought out the best in each other.
The jingle of a bell kicks her out of the memory. Mind made up even though it's nearly double her budget, Adora scans the stand of necklaces for the one with the treble clef pattern.
It isn't there. Adora swallows down the disappointment, though she can't help the sigh. Of course. The town was well aware of the large population of music students a short drive away and catered to them accordingly. But there are also dozens of kids out on the street tonight. It isn't that big of a surprise that the design sold out.
Not surprising, but disheartening nonetheless.
She's just begun to turn away when a voice calls from the back. "Hang on a sec there, little miss."
Adora jumps, but remains where she is as a large Taurian man with a massive snow white beard trundles out from a door behind the counter, wiping his hands on his apron. "Was there a particular design you were interested in?"
Adora points at the treble clef, hope rising. "This one. But it looks like it's already sold out."
"Hmm..." The man scratchs at his chin. "Well with Winterfest coming up, I'm out of blank pendants-"
Adora's shoulders slump.
"-But," The man continues with a smile. "I can double stamp it onto the back of another. Ordinarily I'd charge extra for that, but it's my fault for not ordering enough blanks. Rookie move. Besides, it's the holidays. Now would that be all right by you?"
Nodding frantically in case he changes his mind, Adora scans the other designs, quickly alighting on one in particular. "That one!"
"The claw marks? Bit of an odd combination, but the customer is always right," The old man winked as he reached out to take the necklace from her. "My jig and press is in the corner over here if you wanna watch."
Adora was glad he specified, because as nice as the man seemed there was no way in hell she was going into a back room with a stranger. But she stood next to the window beside a display of miscellaneous knick knacks and puzzles, watching him carefully place the pendant in a cushioned stand to avoid damaging the already printed side and tighten it into place before moving beside the machine.
"You're gonna want to cover your ears," He tells her, patting the machine with one massive hand. "Had to switch to a steam press when the arthritis caught up to me. Used to do it all by hammer. This boy's okay, but he gets loud."
Adora nods, glad for the warning when he bellows "Clear!" and the machine's hammer comes down once, twice, three times with a sound like the ringing of an enormous bell. Once the machine is stopped and carefully turned off, the old man removes the pendant from the press and hands it over to Adora for inspection. "What do you think? Does it pass muster?"
Adora runs her fingertips over the impressions in the metal, memorizing the feel of it, the leftover warmth of the impact. "Perfect."
"Good. Now let's get you rung up."
Counting the five dollars she attempted to surreptitiously slip into the tip jar (the old man winked as he turned back around, so stealth fail) Adora went very over budget, but the others would have to put a gun to her head for her to admit it.
Besides, it's Catra. They already know she's the sole exception to all of Adora's carefully maintained rules.
With everything finished, she continues trudging through the snow toward the park, breathing a sign of relief as she moves away from the shopping district and the people thin out; no one wanting to go to the park in the middle of such bleak weather. Angling around a clustered group of bare trees, she spots the small clock tower in the distance, as well as the figure already standing beside it. Grinning, Adora picks up the pace a bit until she can see Catra clearly and--
Her breath catches.
Since her only experience with this kind of thing has been through books, Adora always expected this moment would be more dramatic. Like back to back in the middle of a fight, or eyes locking from up on stage. Something spectacular, like fireworks, lime explosions, like the feeling of playing a song without a single mistake for the first time. It's always seemed like such a big deal in the stories, and in a way, it is.
Because there's Catra, lost in her own world as she gazes up at the streetlight that's just come on, her left hand extended to let the snowflakes fall into her palm and the light catches the orange of her fur just right to make a blaze of color against the black of her coat. She looks so small, standing in that space all alone on a cold winter's night, but Adora knows deep down that she could never be that small, not when she's Catra, not when she means so much...
Pretty much everything about the past hour--about her entire life since they met if she's being honest--snaps into crystal clear focus.
Oh. I get it now. I'm in love with you.
It's a bad idea. Adora knows that. Shadow Weaver is enough of a menace while believing Catra is simply her roommate, her sometime tool--and Catra had ended up being all too right about the torture not stopping, even after years of Adora trying to direct Weaver's attentions away from her. If the evil old bitch figures out Adora's feelings run deeper, so much deeper...
Her heart beats double time. This whole thing is an unmitigated disaster.
But it's still the best worst thing that's ever happened to her.
She must make a noise, because Catra's ear twitches in her direction, snapping her out of that distant contemplation. She turns her head and looks at Adora, lips curling in a lopsided grin. "Hey, Adora. Wow, you look like you've seen a ghost."
Adora blinks, coming back to herself and mumbling the first excuse that springs to mind. "... Just cold."
"Well no shit. C'mere."
When she closes the distance Catra glances around warily, making sure they're the only ones around, before reaching up and retying the scarf around Adora's neck, patting it once when she's done. "There. I know I make it look good, but you don't have the advantage of fur like me."
Adora looks down at the thin AC/DC t-shirt that Catra's wearing beneath her half open coat, the line of her collarbones and neck, and makes a snap decision. "Is it okay if I give you your present now?"
Catra blinks, a little thrown by the non sequitur. "I mean... Sure? Do you want me to give you yours?"
"I'm good with either," Adora shrugs, trying to ignore how fast her heart is beating, how much she wants to do this before this moment slips away. "I just want to."
There's a long moment of silence as they each examine the other, equally searching. What Catra's looking for, Adora doesn't know. She isn't sure she wants to know.
"Okay."
Breathing deep, Adora reaches into her pocket and pulls out the necklace on its leather cord. Careful to keep the pendant hidden in her hand, she passes it over, fingertips sparking as it's taken. Catra brings it close to her face, running her fingers over the four parallel slashes on the side facing her.
"Why the claw marks?"
Adora laughs, nervous butterflies positively rioting in her stomach. "Because you're a badass. Duh."
"True," Catra smirks, flipping it over and squinting at the other side. "And this?"
"Badass, loves music with all your heart. Not mutually exclusive concepts," Adora says, trying not to give away how much she thinks about this, how much she wants to take that hand in hers. She settles for a playful shoulder bump instead. "Plus we all know you're secretly a big softie."
"Excuse you, I am all sharp edges," Catra giggles, lightly elbowing her before transitioning into a soft little smile. "... Just not with everyone."
Oh God oh God oh God. That smile will absolutely be the death of her.
Swallowing past her horrible awareness of that softness, Adora asks, "So you like it?"
"I love it. Good luck ever getting me to take it off," Catra laughs, then frowns, flexing her fingers. "Hands have gone a little numb, though. Help me put it on?"
Adora.exe promptly crashes to desktop. But she still somehow manages to move, helping Catra hold back her mane so she can slip the leather cord over her head and tuck it beneath her hair. If she hesitates a moment too long in letting go, at least Catra only shoots her an amused glance. "How's it look?"
"Great," Adora manages to croak out, trying to swallow past the sudden dryness in her throat. "You look great. Umm... Happy early Winterfest, I guess?"
"Well, I'm gonna hold onto yours a little longer," Catra laughs, playfully sticking out her tongue before reaching out. "C'mere, you big dork."
Adora shuffles closer, mind and heart both screaming as Catra draws her into a hug, nuzzling her head against the side of her neck. A little whisper. "Thank you."
Adora swallows again, even harder. "You're welcome."
Between them, the necklace rests, the music side pressed right up against Catra's heart.
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Fun fact: the shopkeep is based off a cool old dude selling machine pressed necklaces I ran into at a Scottish festival when I was 13, and he made such an impression I never forgot him. Anyway, happy Valentine's! Have a Big Gay Realization!
#answers#rhythm & blues#the catradora rockstar au#featuring adora's big gay realization#and also fantasy christmas
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So, fun fact: I just spent nearly four hours going over the first chapter of Rhythm & Blues and reworking it to be even better and more consistent with the rest of the series. :) Link to the post here for anyone getting the AM reblog notice. Hope y'all give it a look and enjoy the changes (including at least 35% more pain.)
#my fics#rhythm & blues#the catradora rockstar au#also please dear god someone appreciate how hard it is to format ao3 on mobile#half of that four hours was formatting alone
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Hey Mal! It's been a while since I've sent an ask and I had a thought. I know Adora is a sword lesbian in R&B, but is she just like, a fan of swords, or does she has a hidden side account where she posts about different swords she sees?
Shoot, sorry it took me a while to reply to this. Been busy with classes and other such nonsense so I've mostly been letting the queue do its thing. But yeah, Adora's a more general fan of swords in R&B because any further would be too close to full on author avatar territory for me, lol. Plus there's also the fact that it's a cover for her loving the ideals of being a knight because she wants to know how to be a good person and protect people as a symptom of her guilt over not being able to help Catra when they were kids, but we don't have time to unpack all that.
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Hey so this is kinda weird but were you ever thinking about adding asexual HCs to any of your fanfics? I've seen a couple really well done ones and as someone who's questioning that aspect it's always cool seeing it represented in positive relationships. If not that's totally fine, and let me just say that I'm a big fan of your she-ra stuff
Honestly, I'm of the mind that unless I confirm they have sex any of the characters could be ace (and even that's not a given since aces can enjoy sex even if we don't feel a need for it.) But let's just say I did have one particular character I headcanoned as being ace specifically in R&B (and not in the show) at the start, but then the fandom environment changed to the point that I'd rather not ever disclose that and risk getting some angry people in my inbox. -sigh-
That said, I can confirm that in pretty much all of my aus, DT is aromantic but not necessarily ace. They're just having a fun time all around.
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Wait could you do some autistic!adora hcs? Like either in rhythm blues and/or canon universe?
Head canon can cover a lot of territory, anon, but I can at least give you the R&B stuff.
-Sound stims. There's a reason why anytime Adora is happy or trying to fill a quiet moment in R&B she's usually humming. The fact that it also soothes Catra is a giant bonus, but it was an established part of her character anyway.
- Generally touch seeking, but the closer she gets to a sensory meltdown the more sensitive her touch perception becomes. She's not a huge fan of those awful whisper touches; they pretty much always make her jump. But she loves firm touches and that good good pressure.
-She's spent enough time observing others that she can figure out very general body language, but that's why she so frequently notes in her narration, "I've known [this person] for [x amount of years] therefore I know that this body language actually equals this." Her accuracy level with more subtle body language depends entirely on how well she knows someone.
-The reason why she was so adamant about taking her time getting to know Catra again was specifically because she wanted to make sure she understood those nonverbal cues again, along with learning the new tells that came from the ten years apart.
-The reason why she's such a huge structuralist when it comes to music is because not only is composing one of her special interests, but having a clear framework to play around in helps bring order to her frequently inattentive thoughts. (This is based off my own experiences writing rhyming poetry.)
-One of the rarely spoken of autistics who, rather than avoiding eye contact, can hold people's gaze for an (to a neurotypical, anyway) unnerving amount of time. Adora has a very intense gaze. There's a reason why (besides the gay) she and Catra are constantly locking eyes with each other.
-Unlike canon Adora, actually can act/lie fairly decently thanks to Shadow Weaver being awful. That said, she's still about as bad at faking being happy/fine as she is in show.
Anyway, if you have more concrete questions, anon, be sure to drop me an ask. This is just stuff I came up with off the top of my head.
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Swear to god I am trying so hard to get back to R&B this year but paralegal classes are fucking hard y'all.
#i spent two hours last night reading one chapter#six more to go!#and i've been doing a paper for the past... seven hours?#i just wanna get back to my favorite girls singing their love at each other 24/7#ok back to the paper it's due tomorrow#rhythm & blues#the catradora rockstar au
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could you do some bfs hcs for the rthym blues universe about the weird little habits they have as friends? like for ex. every wednesday they wear each other’s socks inside out, nd every christmas they do an annual gag gifts shopping for each other, and they only watch the third horror movie in a series., etc
Sure thing, anon. Took a while because I wanted to have a good think.
1. Glimmer and Adora always settle "major" disagreements (really we're talking about stuff like whether Han Solo shot first) via air hockey. They've subsequently been banned from nearly every place with air hockey within decent driving distance from their apartment. These things are not unrelated. Bow refuses to let them get their own table out of self preservation.
2. Mandatory monthly junk food day. Adora's not a total health nut freak, but she does tend to be that girl who has about a million prepacked smoothie ingredient bags in the freezer and Bow also tends towards eating extremely healthy. I'm not implying Glimmer's eating habits are bad, but she tends to be much more relaxed than the other two, so she basically gets them both to go nuts one day every month so she doesn't go insane.
3. The standard fantasy Christmas equivalent in this universe is Winterfest (shout-out to @adoras-last-braincell for letting me nick that from their fics. 😀) The twist is that each year one of them gets to pick a general theme for the gifts. Bow leans wholesome, Adora tends towards practical or music-based, Glimmer is a troll. They once had a year where the theme was musical horror movies, just as an example. But to Glimmer's credit, she always gets them something really thoughtful for the actual holiday to make up for the fun.
4. Of course they have movie nights. But their tastes are radically different (Bow likes romcoms and wholesome films along with superheroes, Glimmer loves ultraviolent horror movies and action films, and Adora likes anything with knights and animation in general) so the rule is that they each put their three movie choices on a piece of paper and mix them up in a hat with whoever draws rotating. But now they have to put them in blank envelopes because they discovered that Glimmer had figured out how to tell their handwriting apart by touch.
5. This isn't so much weird but has been mentioned in fic before, but house rule dictates that unless they're in an extremely severe work period, Adora has to get out of the house with one of them at least once a week and has to spend an hour out on the balcony every day she doesn't. This is both to avoid too much self-isolating, but also because as mentioned in my post about her autistic presentation, her room is the only one without a window.
Hope you got a smile out of this, anon. I had fun thinking about it.
#anon#answer#rhythm & blues#the catradora rockstar au#i know glimmer came up a lot but it's because her antics are hilarious
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If rhythm blues Catra wasn’t a magicat, would shadow weaver try to pull an Adora on her?
Probably not. While she wouldn't have hated her quite as much (by a slim margin), by the time Catra became part of the picture she had already set up Adora as her golden child/easy-to-manipulate trophy kid. Catra and Adora are equally talented and brilliant as musicians in R&B. If you take away her hatred of Magicats, the choice really boils down to "which of these kids will be easier to make do my bidding" and Catra was having none of it from the start. Her dreams gave her the heads up that trying to get this woman to care for her was impossible. Shadow Weaver started out simply hating her for being a Magicat, but the thing that completely solidified that hatred was the fact that Catra refused to be manipulated and would not break. And her suspicions that Catra was interfering with her headgames with Adora only deepened it to a simmering rage.
So yeah. Even if she were another species, those aspects that make Catra Catra--the things Shadow Weaver despises about her above all else--would still be present and accounted for. Adora would still be her first choice, and she'd always hate Catra for being the wrench in her plans.
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