#She-Ra fanfiction

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

Memorial Fanfic Posts

I found out my (adult) nephew died today. We were very close and today I have been very numb. I am not okay. He was not in Spop fandom, but he has great relevance to my being in it. For better or for worse, I probably wouldn't have gotten into the Spop fandom at all without my late nephew. I was planning on just watching the show as a reboot of something I liked as a kid and not touching the fandom because I was worried I was too old for it or that I wasn't really the true target-audience for it as a nostalgia-watcher and non-lesbian (ace), but then after having watched Season 1 together, he just had an "idea for a fanfic about Entrapta." He wasn't the target demographic, either. He was a heterosexual, cis-gendered older-millennial man and hadn't watched the original series and had no interest in the original, but he checked out the new She-Ra as a fun-looking cartoon and perhaps as a preview for me because he knew I loved original She-Ra. He immediately fell for Entrapta as just... the best character. Shared autism-traits. Shared love for robots. Mad science vibe. We watched the show together in later seasons. He was holding his breath just *waiting* for Perfuma to snap and go medieval on everyone. XD. So, when we watched Season 1, he had this fanfic idea, but he didn't want to write it because he wasn't into writing at the time / anymore, didn't have the confidence to get it off the ground but wanted to see it done. He shared with me this idea about Entrapta just causing hilarious havoc in the Fright Zone as part of making it her new home. We discussed ideas back and forth and I wrote the thing for his amusement and then I just started in and really got into the fandom. The first fic I wrote for the fandom, which was entirely his fault, the writing of which got me hooked on doing more for the fandom: The Havoc Hypothesis Revisiting a fanfic as a memorial, because I really don't know what to do right now. A small legacy for people who did not know him. He inspired me to some truly things. Here is another fic inspired by him, by a back and forth, a Fallout crossover. Crawl Out Through the Fallout Yet another fic, not written specifically for his amusement like the others above, but inspired by a board game he got and my partner and he and I played together. We have it in our apartment because it was a thing we only played together. I used it as inspiration for a "Game Night" Entrapdak-week prompt: It's a Small World After All

I am never going to share this specific kind of geekery with another person. There really was a dynamic between us that will never exist again.

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: She-Ra

Character: Catra

Sample Size: 13,367 stories

Source: AO3

[thestargayzingetherian]

You know, there are genuinely some days I want to write the supposedly "toxic ireedeemable" version of Catradora that's in the heads of the Catradora antis. I bet you ten bucks I could make it very messed up, very well written and very damn hot.

This isn't even like a vent thing, I just think it would actually be kinda fun to do that lol

[largemovingtorb]

But something unwelcome happened as the expedition approached the end of their journey: an insidious subversion that disrupted what Catra perceived, twisting it into forms that diverted from reality. The sweet scent of flowers and the aroma of earthy resin were replaced by the electric tang of ozone, oozing up into her nostrils to sting her brain.

The music of animals, the hum of insects, and the soft whistle of wind were dominated by a plugging drone, the submerged sound of flailing limbs as someone fights to escape restraining hands.

And last but not least, the sensation of the sun on her body, the pleasant warmth subsumed by the claustrophobia of cold fluid. It surrounded her body with its violating perception, locating the correct avenues to her identity for deletion, replacing it with a new persona.

Horror seized Catra as she was transported back aboard the Velvet Glove, restraining hands forcing her into the green pool of electric energy as Horde Prime watched with smug glee. She had choked on the thick slime as the clones held her below the surface, the whole time thinking of Adora as her mind was erased. Catra had thought she had given up before this; the dice had been thrown and damn the consequences. She believed there was nothing to lose after all, but as the recollections of a blonde-haired and blue-eyed angel slowly disintegrated in the emerald blaze of annihilation, Catra knew that there was much to lose. It was, in fact, everything.

Illustration by @iriaabella, a.k.a., @ilikeyoucatradora, for my fanfic, Traces of Crimson!

My fic can be found on AO3 by following the link below:

Traces of Crimson

[karo-lynn]

The first illustration I’ve created for the @spopbang event!! I had the pleasure to be working with @n7punk and their fic “Lightbeam” is just fantastic!! 🧡🤍🩷

“Lightbeam” by n7punk on ao3

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"Proxy"

This is art for my She-Ra fanfic "All Is Fair In Love And War" :)

People hate to see a girlboss winning.

Obligatory: Click for quality <3 [Edit: actually the quality looks fine I don't know how this hell site works]

[tippenfunkaport]

"Hold out your hand," she said, and he did because he always trusted her, even now when everything was unfamiliar and new. She tipped whatever was in her hand into his and pressed his fingers closed around it. "Can you feel it?"  He nodded. Something tingled against his palm, the warmth slightly twitchy, like a living thing. When he glanced down, he saw golden light spilling out from between his fingertips. "What is it?"  Glimmer fit her hand over his, the two of them holding the glow together. "Ask it to do something. Anything."

Gorgeous art by the amazing and talented @dalila-nonsense for the final chapter of Going There called...

✨Glow✨

Read on AO3

[cleoinspace]

I remember having a lot of fun writing this fic.

The Library of the Whispering Woods

This General Audiences fic brings together characters from Samurai Jack and She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. This is part 3 of “An Unlikely Alliance Against Evildoers,” my multifaceted crossover fan fiction. It is a continuation from part 2 of this series, where Samurai Jack went to the Crystal Castle with Bow, Glimmer, and Adora as part of their quest.

See the master list for An Unlikely Alliance Against Evildoers here.

Romantic pairing: George / Lance

Friendships: Adora & Bow & Glimmer & Samurai Jack, George & Lance & Bow

Words: 3.8k

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19822051

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1254818004-an-unlikely-alliance-of-evildoers-the-library-of

Characters: Adora/She-Ra, Bow, Glimmer, Samurai Jack, George, Lance

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[the-8-of-spades]

She-Ra fics I consider canon

Hey gang! here's a list of (mostly post-canon) fics I've read over the years that are I feel are well written and in character enough that they could be canon to the show, and to an extent, each other! I put the list in order for anyone who wants to read it like a season 6 :D

Don't Go - extended version of scenes in S5E5 and S5E6. Written by ND Stevenson so is basically already canon. Angst and fluff

Daylight - picks up a day after the s5 finale. Catra & Adora begin to really understand that they're free to live a peaceful life. Tooth rotting fluff.

Pros & Cons (NSFW) - Bow and Glimmer seem joined to Adora at the hip 24/7, and Catra just wants to make out with her girlfriend. Has a couple lines that could be seen as contradictory or foreshadowing to Carry our Bodies. Mostly 3/4ths fluff, 1/4th smut.

Carry our Bodies Safe to Shore - Adora finds an old Horde incident report, and Catra has to tell Adora about the kiss that Shadow Weaver erased from her memory. Angst and fluff.

Keep on Walking, Come What Will - Adora & Catra accidentally get engaged. Pure fluff

Alternatively, Princess Prom 2.0 (One Year Later) - Adora & Catra get engaged on purpose. Pure fluff

^ honestly, I reconcile these two by head canon-ing that the "accidental engagement," happens at the impromptu princess prom and then they get too busy for a wedding and then the on purpose engagement happens at the real princess prom, because both are so well written and so in character.

Anachronism (and sequel) - Adora & Catra get traumatized again while rescuing Angella.

^ (Fic is pretty good, mostly on here because I haven't found any fit that does "rescuing Angella" better, lmk if you have any recs!). Angst and Fluff. I don't think there's any NSFW but it's a long fic and it's been a while since I read it.

If anyone has any other recommendations for this list please leave them in the replies! I would love to expand this list until I have a sixth season worth of content!! (also only one NSFW fic rn cause I mostly read fluff lol but if anyone has NSFW recs that feel canon send those as well!)

Addition 1: honorable mention for Breathing Room by ResFlower because it is almost IDENTICAL to a scene from one of the others where Catra has to break it to Adora that their fight in the Red Waste was actually Double Trouble.

[fanlore-wiki]

Featured Article: Don't Go (She-Ra story)

For this week's Featured Article we're reading Don't Go, a She-Ra and the Princesses of Power story by Annacharlier.

Don't Go is a "missing scene" fic taking place after the canon events of 5.05 ''Save the Cat''. However, what makes this story special is that many fans believe it was penned by She-Ra showrunner ND Stevenson!

During a charity live stream ND Stevenson revealed that they had written a fanfic about scenes they wished they could have seen more of in the series and posted it to Archive of Our Own. Following the live stream fans quickly mobilized and scoured Ao3, deciding this fic was the most likely candidate.

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[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

More than Meets the Eye

She-Ra fanfic  Comedy Rated PG (mild rude humor and “bad” words). Adora, Bow, Entrapta, Hordak (and mentions of other characters) Inspired by conversation on Sweary She-Ra.  4th wall-breaking by Entrapta, but not a Sweary-specific fic.   Summary: An alternate universe from the end of the Beast island arc.  Hordak joins the Rebellion against Horde Prime and shows everyone a hidden talent of his.   For @lemaistrechat (No, you don’t have to send me cookies. My Mom’s Christmas cookies got squished in the mail.  Yours will, too).   _____________________ More Than Meets the Eye Adora had no shortage of surprises in her life for the last several months.  First, as the war had progressed, Glimmer had become more and more ruthless.  She was taking dark turns that made Adora wonder if she was even the friend she used to know anymore.  Shadow Weaver was living in Bright Moon. Flutterina had turned out to be an enemy-spy – and a shapeshifter whose true form looked nothing like Flutterina.  To top it all off, Horde Force Captain Scorpia had defected and had come to the Princess Alliance for aid, claiming that Entrapta had been sent to Beast Island by an overwhelmed Catra.   That was how Adora, Bow and Swift Wind had found themselves traveling to Beast Island just over a month ago.  To tell the truth, this was another surprise for Adora:  There were rumors told among the cadets around the Horde that Beast Island didn’t actually exist and that it was a euphemism for summary execution.  One of the older cadets she’d known was certain that Hordak just had liars, traitors and various screw-ups shot and their bodies cremated in the skiff-cleansing ports.  Well, the fabled place of exile actually did exist, and, as per Shadow Weaver’s warning, was far worse than the usual scary stories about it.   And then they’d found a king.  While hunting for Entrapta (hopefully not dead), they’d found Micah, the once King of Bright Moon, thought long-dead!  And he was a badass sorcerer!  (And more than a bit of a goofball).   And then…there was Hordak.   They’d come across him wrapped up in the despair-inducing vines that grew throughout the island that had been trying to consume them all.  He was calling out for Entrapta, crying over his failure to save her and ranting, tearing and screaming at the vines (he still had some fight in him) and he was yelling something about “Prime’s self-lubricating asshole!” as a general curse. Bow asked Adora if She-Ra could bleach his brain.  She told him that she didn’t think the powers worked that way because they were not working for her that way. Adora, in She-Ra form, took pity on him and freed him from the vines.  Entrapta showed up when she had him at sword-point under threat not to make any funny moves.   The rescue went better than expected, although it took Entrapta wrapping the warlord up in a hair-cocoon to keep the signal and the vines from getting at him again.  Adora had never seen a man so depressed!  He kept going on and on to Entrapta about his unworthiness of her, for “believing that treacherous Force Captain!” and getting her into a deadly situation.  Entrapta handled it with her usual aplomb, claiming that Beast Island was a ���PARADISE of forgotten technological horrors!”  And Adora couldn’t believe it…she saw a smile on his skull-like face!   He’d found out that Entrapta was here, apparently, when he’d caught a strange, disconcerting recording from his Imp and did a check over some surveillance-footage caught by the Fright Zone’s cameras that someone had apparently attempted to erase.  Though the white noise and screen-snow, he had been able to make out a familiar feline figure and familiar twin-tails of hair.  He had put his spy-child in charge of trusted soldiers and had taken his speediest skiff straight to the island.  He had not even bothered to deal with Catra, leaving her to her own devices. They say that war makes strange bedfellows. No less than three members of the Horde had joined with the Rebellion recently: Scorpia, Entrapta and… most surprising of all, Lord Hordak!   Entrapta read ahead in the canon’s script and let Hordak know what was in store for him should he reunite with Horde Prime. He had to face full-on that his indoctrination and memories were faulty.  He could rejoin his master god-brother or stay with his mad scientist girlfriend, not that him even being on Beast Island to rescue Entrapta hadn’t already made the story an alternate universe fanfiction, anyway, but that’s neither here nor there.   Entrapta had an ass that wouldn’t quit, so his choice was clear.   And this was how Hordak decided to join with the Etherian Rebellion against Horde Prime!  And this brings us to the present after this long ramble.   “It’s been glossed over,” Entrapta says to you, starting at your soul through the text on your screen, “but give the fanfic author a break!  It’s Christmas Week and she celebrates! Although if I’m telling the truth, she’s also pretty lazy.”   “I heard that.”   “Of course you did!  You’re typing it!”   “So, anyway,” Entrapta chimes, “Hordak was really sad and conflicted by all of this, but I kissed him better, so you don’t have to worry about him.”   “Who ARE you talking to?” Adora asks.   In the weeks that followed the Beast Island rescue, Hordak became invaluable to the cause.  He knew how Horde Prime operated.  He educated the Rebellion on the nature of Horde-clones.  He was watched carefully, but he proved himself to be fully on-cause for the freeing of Etheria.   “That’s because he didn’t want to be lobotomized!” Entrapta throws your way.  “I mean… I had to show him the script, but I got through to him!  Also, he didn’t want to see me dragged around by my hair, or be ordered to shoot me, so we totally decided to make this story an AU!”   “AU?” Bow asks, “Entrapta, are you talking about gold or something?  On the periodic table of elements?”   “Nope!  I’m talking to the readers!  AU stands for Alternate Universe! It’s what happens when something goes different in a timeline and the world is fundamentally changed, even if there are other versions of you in it!  Like Rick and Morty!” “Huh?”     “Shouldn’t we be concentrating on getting Mara’s ship worthy to go into space?”  Adora asks.  She is exhausted with bags under her eyes.  She has been trying to protect everyone from robots and clones and has been running herself ragged without her She-Ra powers. She’d only now gotten back safely inside the magic-barrier of the Bright Moon war-camp.   “Yeeeah… she still lost the She-Ra powers,” Entrapta helpfully explains to you, the reader.  “The Heart of Etheria activated, popping us straight out of Despondos! There are stars in the sky now!  It’s WONDERFUL! Well, except for all the war and invasion and constant danger of death!  But that’s what makes it so exciting!  The clone-ships arrived and it’s been a real mess!  Glimmer got taken up in a tractor-beam.  Hordak explained what it was when we saw it.  It’s been a WILD time!  And Adora broke her sword because she didn’t want to be forced to activate the weapon, which is kind of disappointing actually, because the explosions would have been EPIC!  We could have gotten so much data!” “Entrapta!”   “Okay, Bow, okay!  I think the readers understand what I’m getting at!”   “How are you coming along?” Adora asks her and Bow.  She takes a look at Hordak, seated in a chair under the tent where Entrapta and Bow are working with the blueprints to Mara’s ship and miscellaneous computer-parts. “Any luck, any of you?”   “Well, we’ve gotta patch up the outer layer of the ship super-super tight because one hull-breach and everyone’s dead! Suffocated in the vacuum of space!  There are so many FAAAASCINATING ways to die in space!”   “With the exception of myself,” Hordak rumbles. “My people can survive short jaunts into the void.”   “Yeah!” Entrapta pipes up, “With his unique cyborg-physiology, he can TOTALLY get spaced and come out alive!”   “All the same, I would rather not test it. Open space is… unpleasant.”   “He’s already tracked down Horde Prime’s main signal!” Entrapta exclaims, beaming with pride.   “What? Really?”  Adora asks, taken aback.   “I am… as I was… cut off from the hive mind,” Hordak explains, “but I can still overhear some of the mind-whispers of my brothers on a low-level when they are near.”   “We also went near to one of the spires while Bow made you take a nap yesterday!” Entrapta tells her.  “I know, I know” she says with a wave of a tail of hair made into a hand, “It was super-dangerous.  He almost got captured!  And it gave him a massive headache, but he could feel the coordinates!” Hordak retrieved something from a bag in the shadows by his chair.  He held up a slim data pad with… a smile?  Hordak had the goofiest smile on his face that Adora had ever seen.  In fact, seeing him so much as crack a simple grin filled her with a terror born of the uncanny valley.   “So, are we ready to go save Glimmer, then?” Adora asks hopefully.   “Not unless you want to get sucked into the crushing void of space!” Entrapta chimes, pointing a hair-finger in the air.  “The ship – I named her Darla, by the way – she took a lot of damage rusting away in the desert for all those years! Centuries!  Oh, and the escape from Beast Island wasn’t too kind to her, either!  We’ve been working day and night – Bow insists we get rest, I just think we need more espresso (it comes in tiny mugs)!... I estimate we’ll get Darla spaceworthy in, oh…about five years?” “And we don’t have that long,” Bow says with a worried look at the sky.   “There’s got to be a way!” Adora nearly wails. “Please!” Hordak stands up from his chair and walks out of the shadows.  “I believe I have a solution,” he says. “What? What?” Adora demands, “We modify some of the Fright Zone stuff?  If anyone would know how to make a skiff space-worthy, it would be you, I suppose… I mean, you built the Fright Zone from a crashed ship, right?”   Hordak calmly holds up a hand.  “Cease at once!” he barks.   Adora straightens, her soldier’s programming kicking in.   “I have a solution that is far more simple, albeit, unusual.  Please step back from me.”   Dumbfounded, Adora and Bow step away. Entrapta has a knowing, all-too excited grin on her face.   Hordak suddenly goes straight and stiff. He holds his head down and pins his ears back.  He balls his fists at his sides.   “Is he… trying to fight constipation?” Bow asks.   Suddenly, sparks of electricity flow over his form.  His armor shifts and it seems… like his very skin splits and turns to re-arrange itself in strange plates!  The mass starts growing, as if Hordak’s interior was larger than his exterior would have a viewer believe. In less than a minute, where Hordak was standing – there is a large rocket.   “Huh? What?!”  Adora and Bow exclaim as one. People all around the Bright Moon camp gasp and gawk.  Entrapta’s eyes sparkle as one who has just witnessed the revealing of a very special secret that she had been waiting a long time to share.  She has the biggest shit-eating grin on her face.   King Micah screams.  Shadow Weaver huffs and inspects her fingernails.  Frosta can be heard saying “Aaaaw, BADASS!”  Someone tells her that kids her age should not use the word “Ass.”   Adora stares up and up and up.   The rocket… has Hordak’s face on it.   “Ha-ha!” Entrapta laughs.  She looks up at the Hordak-rocket.  “You said you didn’t think you could do it anymore, but I knew you could!”   “It has been… a long time,” the Hordak-face says stiffly.   “His face…is moving…” Bow says with a shiver. He hugs the nearest person to him for support.  Thankfully, he latches onto Scorpia, who is a great hugger and also needs the moral support. “I swear I had no idea he could do that!” Scorpia proclaims.   “Maybe you should explain, Hordak!” Entrapta encourages.   “Very well.” He answers, his mouth and his brows moving in an organic fashion that was most disconcerting to see upon something resembling a nuclear-payload-capable intercontinental ballistic missile.   Where had his arms and legs gone?  It appeared that they had turned completely into fins.  Bow looks down at the end of the rocket pointed toward the ground with a growing wariness.  Was that his...?  Wait? Was it? He supposed it made sense that his posterior would become…that.   What did a Hordak-rocket require for fuel? Spicy food?   “I…am a cyborg,” Hordak intones.  “All of Horde Prime’s clones are, as well as Horde Prime himself.  We have organic parts and technological parts.”   “Wait,” Adora says, scratching her head, “Can they ALL do this?” “No,” Hordak answers.  “I modified myself further to compensate for my failing health and to suit the environment of Etheria better, as well as… let us say I tried some schemes in warfare in the past that failed and was left stuck with the results. I rarely use my cybernetic shape-shifting abilities as they can be quite…painful.”   Entrapta wraps her arms part-way around the cylinder that is now the bulk of Hordak’s body.  She wraps her hair around it, too.  “Aw…”   “I will…deploy an opening and…no more than three of you… can climb inside of me and we can storm the flagship to rescue your queen.”   “Inside…you?” Bow asks.   Adora makes a face.   Everyone in the camp (except for Entrapta, who is beaming) cringes.   “Ew…” Scorpia says flatly.   “Eh…can we take a raincheck on that?” Adora inquires.  “I mean, I’m sure with some extra TLC we can get the other ship working?”   “As you wish,” Hordak says.  He squints that strange rocket-decal like face until his body shifts in reversal of what it had done before.  Once he is in humanoid form again, he sways and Entrapta catches him.   “It’s the thought that counts,” she assures him, patting him on the back with her hair.   Everyone in the Bright Moon camp cannot stop staring.   “What the fuck just happened?!” someone shouts. Adora cannot help but think she dodged a bullet.   The last thing she wanted to think about was “being inside Hordak.”   THE END. 

[gothamite-rambler]

"My mother sense are tingling." Talia said, calmly.

Talia isn't a bad mom in this btw. I think she is a great mom, but she's being depicted as a goofy villain. That is it, I know crazy I make her that well according to that one dude I blocked. Hm, either way this is for my microfiction series 😊

Talia sat in her room, reading from a book called 'Tiger Mom' when she felt the urge to call Damian. She quickly dialed his number and was elated when he answered.

Talia: Hi, my sweet baby boy. How is life? Is school going well? Are you friends with that little girl? Are you brothers treating you well? I've never loved calling them your brothers, but are you being treated well by them or does mommy need to deal with them?

Damian looked at the phone, annoyed.

Talia: Has that rash gone away? You said it was itchy on your-

Damian: I. Am. Fine!

Talia: You sure my precious gift from the man I will win back?

Damian: Mother! Life is good here and father is with Selina. Who is sitting next to me!

Talia: Oh, am I on speaker?

Damian: Yes.

Talia: Selina, you're getting fatter I imagine.

Damian: God damn it.

Selina (biting back): And your brain is deteriorating from dipping yourself in the Lazarus Pit like a potato chip.

Talia: Mm, keep your eye on her, tifl. If she hurts you, one bullet for my baby. Mm-kay?

Damian: Uh-huh, bye. Love you.

Talia: You love me? Yes! Love you too, sweetie pie.

Damian ended the call, sighed then rested his head on Selina's shoulder.

Damian: You get why I want to call you my second mom at times?

Selina: Definitely. She's a... She loves you.

Damian: Thankfully, I care about her, but she's a smother mother for sure.

Selina giggled, patting Damian on his cheek.

[gwenpoolsaesthetic]

Deadline Extended!!

The deadline for my dissertation project, Affirmation/Transformation, has been extended! This project asks fans to get inspired by one of 14 pieces of fine art and create... ANYTHING! Write a story, write a song, design a cosplay, create a fancy manicure, make a meme, make a stop-motion video, choreograph a dance, make a SuperWhoLock gif fic, or anything else your heart can dream up. Fanworks are submitted digitally, so you don't have to actually send me anything, and all kinds of fanworks from all fandoms are welcome!! You can find all the pieces and sign up for reminders HERE.

I'm not going to lie, I haven't gotten quite the response I was hoping for. I have enough submissions to put the show on, but not as many as I would like for my research. If you're interested in supporting my project, but you're not sure how, please reach out to me! I'd love to see as many different kinds of fanworks and as many different fandoms represented as possible. Submissions will be accepted through the end of the exhibition (December 22, 2024) but, if they're made after August 1st, I can't promise they'll be in the exhibition on opening day. The exhibition will be available both in person at Marquette University's Haggerty Museum of Art. and online.

[phantomstatistician]

Tag: Lesbian Character

Sample Size: 19,978 stories

Source: AO3

[largemovingtorb]

I asked @ansdrela to upgrade this sketch to full lineart, and I think it turned out beautifully!

Illustration of Catradora at Scorpia's First Ball from my fanfic, She-Ra: Masters of the Universe!

Interested in reading the fanfic? The links to AO3 are below!

She-Ra: Masters of the Universe (English)

She-Ra: Amos del Universo (Spanish)

[karo-lynn]

Recently read "Unwanted Animal" by @aoiveaeart and im kinda obsessed lol so here's fanart from it 🧡🤍🩷