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Preview of my piece for the @adorabowlzine! I loved working on this so much!! The zine is going to be a free pdf with the option to donate so make sure to check it out!!
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My contribution for the @adorabowlzine! It's a free PDF zine that features different ships with Adora and it's still available to download!
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preview of my piece for the @adorabowlzine!! this was such a fun project to work on!! The adorabowl zine is going to be released as a free pdf with the option to donate if you want, so i hope y’all will check it out!
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Title: wreathe me in flowers
A/N: Written for the @adorabowlzine ! I got assigned Bow/Adora/Glimmer. They’re so fluffy and soft together.
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“Bow…?” Adora asked slowly, squinting at the flower stems in her hand. Clumsily, she tried to weave one through the others—despite her combat skills, this wasn’t as easy as shooting a blaster or flipping over a rampaging robot. “What did you call this again?”
Bow beamed brightly, his own fingers nimbly threading stems together. Sitting cross-legged in the meadow, he had half a wreath in his hands with bright pink and purple flowers arranged in a pretty manner. “Flower crowns. Aren’t they great?”
“Yeah. About that.” Frustrated, Adora dropped her failed attempt on her lap. They’d been in this field for an hour now, collecting flowers and weaving circlets. She picked up one of Bow’s many successes of the day; in the time it took her to make half a crown, he’d made at least three. Spinning the wreath around her finger, she raised a brow. “I don’t think this has anything to do with combat practice.”
“Combat practice?” Glimmer snorted inelegantly, halting work on her own crown. While she’d done more than Adora, it looked worse…way worse. Adora felt a tiny bit of pride in that. “Are we fighting Perfuma next?”
“I hope not.” Adora glanced around the wide, open field they were in. A forest hemmed it on one side, a dirt path on the other. “We’re sitting ducks out here.” She picked up another crown, spinning it on her other hand. “And I think she could choke us with these.”
“We’re not fighting Perfuma.” Bow reached out, snatching back his crowns. Shooting her a frown, he carefully fixed them, shifting back any misplaced flowers. “And I might have lied about the combat practice.”
“Duh!” Glimmer laughed. With a teasing smile, she teleported behind Adora and patted her on the back. “I can’t believe you fell for that. And we’ve been here for so long! Did you just realize it now?”
“Maybe we were learning one of Perfuma’s skills,” Adora grumbled, picking at the petals around her. Gathering a bunch, she tossed them at Glimmer’s face.
Glimmer frowned, spitting a petal out of her mouth. Brushing stray stems out of her hair and face, she glowered at Adora. “It’s a flower crown. I don’t think even Perfuma could make a weapon out of these.”
“You’d be surprised!” Bow grinned, holding up a crown. “Like we could put a metal ring in one or a spy bot or—!”
“Or nothing and let a flower crown be a flower crown.” Rolling her eyes, Glimmer cut him off. She teleported next to him and examined one of his, then hers. “And why are yours so much better than mine? I was the one who taught you how to make these!”
“I practiced a bit?” Bow suggested. When Glimmer didn’t buy it, he bashfully admitted. “A lot. I practiced a lot.”
“Then when Mom complained about her garden…?” Glimmer trailed off, realization dawning on her face.
Bow nodded. “Yeah…don’t tell her about that.” A shudder ran up his spine at the very thought. “At all.”
Resting her chin on her hands, Adora hunched over as she examined the flower crowns, the very ordinary flowers weaved together to make a crown. Since coming to Bright Moon, she had found out many unusual things such as horses, dances, and love. That all her old friends and acquaintances were evil. What a boyfriend is. What a girlfriend is. The strangeness of having both. The joy of having both.
Flower crowns were something entirely new. Picking up the one in her lap again, she looked at Glimmer, then Bow. “Seriously, though. What is the point of this?”
For a moment, they both stared at her, their mouths opening and closing like fish out of water. They always did that when she asked about something that seemed obvious to them. And in five, four, three, two, one—
“Is that your first crown, Adora?” Bow asked, covering his mouth.
—the drama would start.
“A flower crown is…well, a crown,” Glimmer explained unhelpfully, “made of flowers.”
Crawling over to Adora, Bow sat behind her. His legs spread out around hers, and he leaned over to pick up her failed creation. “This isn’t too bad! We just need to bend the stem here, and maybe that one over there, and it’ll be fine.”
“That simple, huh?” Adora bit her cheek, watching as Bow’s nimble fingers carefully corrected her crown. He made it look so easy. “And what do we do with these after?”
Picking up a finished one, Glimmer teleported behind Adora and dropped it on her head. “You put it on like this.”
“Yeah, Sherlock, I kinda knew that part.” Adora looked up dryly at her girlfriend. She tapped the crown on her head with a finger. “It’s a crown. Duh. I mean, do they have any other uses? We’re making a lot of them.”
“We’re just making them cause we can. There are flowers, what else are we gonna do with them?” Glimmer shrugged before teleporting in front of Adora. She stroked her chin. “That looks good on you.”
“Really cute.” Bow nodded enthusiastically, getting up and dashing to Glimmer’s side. He made two “L’s” with his fingers, holding them out as though to frame her between his fingers. “We should take a photo. We’re never going to see this again.”
“Not if you act like this, you won’t.” Adora rolled her eyes. Cute, huh? She considered correcting them—she was more cool than cute—but let it slide. Taking off the crown, she rolled it between her hands and repeated her question. “So, what’s it for?”
“Well, nothing really.” Bow shrugged, holding up her unfinished crown as he sat back down. No, wait, it was finished now. He’d actually fixed it during the entire conversation. The boy was a genius, though Adora wasn’t sure if this was a useful skill. “It’s just something to do for fun.”
“Fun,” Adora repeated, staring at her boyfriend with a mixture of incredulity and disbelief. To be perfectly honest, she should have expected this. Bow never skipped over excitedly for training. She should have realized immediately that something was up. “So this has absolutely no combat purpose.”
“Not at all.” Bow paused, rubbing his chin. “Well, unless we’re trying to out-fab them. In which case, it’s lethal damage.”
“Come on, Adora.” Glimmer teleported back to Adora’s side. Sitting next to her, she rested her head on Adora’s shoulder. Or at least, she tried to. As short as she was, the best she could do was halfway up Adora’s arm. “We’ve been really busy with the war and it’s just been fight after fight after fight.”
“Yep.” Quickly, Bow crawled over to Adora’s free side. For a moment, Adora wondered if Glimmer’s teleportation had somehow rubbed off onto him; he’d moved so fast she was sure she still saw his after image in front of her, still making a flower crown. “We need to rest too! It’s been a while since we’d been on a date.”
“This is a date?” Adora asked, confused. They’d taken her out on dates before, things that usually ended up very touchy-feely with lots of hand holding and sometimes kisses. Which was sometimes a little more attention than Adora was entirely comfortable with, but it was actually pretty nice to have after another failed fight with Catra. “I thought dates were…you know. Kissing. And stuff.”
“A date can be anything!” Bow grinned. He started listing on his fingers excitedly. “Shooting arrows, doing each other’s hair, eating—”
“And this was close to our next mission,” Glimmer added in cheerfully, a small smirk on her face.
Ah, that made more sense. As driven as Adora was, Glimmer was even more so. Bow’s jaw dropped, his mouth opening and closing a few times before finally he took a deep breath. After a few seconds, he slowly released. “Nope, going to ignore that. Either way, this is a break. And a date.” He roughly ran his hands through his hair, pouting. “Why are you both such workaholics?”
“Aww, come on, Bow.” Glimmer tackled him and Adora into a tight hug. They all landed on the ground with a soft oof, Adora and Bow on their backs, Glimmer on top. Lying flat on them, she wrapped an arm around each. “We’re taking a break, aren’t we?”
Adora chuckled, turning her head to look at Bow. “Even though it wasn’t what you promised, it was a fun date. Especially the part where you were chased by that bee.”
“Please forget that part,” Bow moaned, staring at her balefully. With a sigh, he nodded. “Fine, fine. But next time, we’re going on a real date.”
“I promise!” Glimmer confirmed.
At the same time, Adora chimed in, “I swear it.”
A date without thinking of battle…or going to a battle…or preparing for a battle. Adora had no idea what that’d be like, but that was just another new thing she could learn in Bright Moon.
#spop#shera#adora#glimmer#bow#glimadora#glimbow#adora/glimmer/bow#glimadorabow#adorabow#fanfic#what is the ship n ame
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Preview of my piece for @adorabowlzine! The zine is gonna be a free PDF with the option to donate. You should totally check it out!
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Here's a look at my piece for the @adorabowlzine
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“Ugh, I can’t take this any more, Bow! Why does she have to be so pretty?”
Glimmer was this close to pulling out her own hair. She had been walking - and teleporting - all around her room for the last ten minutes, ranting to Bow in what had almost become a daily ritual.
“-And she took her shirt off! Her shirt!”
Bow was sitting on Glimmer’s couch by the window - he had given up trying to keep up with her frantic movements long ago. He’s nodding along to his friend, knowing that she just wanted someone to listen.
She teleported right in front of Bow, spooking the boy and making him fall back. “And - and she looked so good in her sports bra! Like, why does she have to be built like She-ra even without the sword? Ahh!”
In a puff of sparkles, Glimmer was on her bed, flopping down on the plush mattress.
“And then of course I had to lose concentration and get hit because she’s beautiful and I’m weak for her.” Glimmer threw one of her pillows in frustration and it fell by Bow’s feet. “And when I opened my eyes again she was right over me. Like, right over me! She was asking me all these questions, trying to see if I’m okay - ugh, she’s so kind.”
In a burst of sparkles, Glimmer was back on the ground, walking in circles like she’s trying to dig through the floor. “And I didn’t hear a thing because all I could think was ‘please kiss me’!”
Glimmer plopped down on the couch, groaning. Her previous manic energy disappeared as she slumped against her friend’s shoulder. “What am I gonna do, Bow?”
Bow petted Glimmer’s hand and she gave him a small smile. It calmed her down after these rants. “Have you, I don’t know, thought of asking her out? The Moonshine festival is coming up.”
“Nope, that’s it! I’m gonna move in with Aunt Castaspella!”
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Preview of my piece for Adorabowl Zine
@adorabowlzine is a multi-pairing zine featuring Adora and it’s free!! I got to do a Mermista/Adora piece called “The Caves of Salineas” where they explore an underwater cavern that appeared and find First Oneswriting. Check out my preview under the cut to get a glimpse of what they find!
Adora sat down in front of the wall, pulling her knees to her chest. Not knowing what else to do, Mermista sat down beside her, but not too closely, not enough to imply anything. At least, she hoped.
“So...what does it say?” she asked. Not like she cared.
“Hmm?” Adora seemed to be lost in thought.
“The writing? What does it say?”
There was that magenta shade gracing her cheeks again. “Uh, it’s really cheesy. Are you sure?”
Mermista nodded.
Adora took a deep breath. And then she read aloud: “I see you, Mara, floating on your back, eyes shut as if asleep. I would’ve almost believed you were, if not for the playful curl of your lips, eyes squeezing to block out the sun. And yet, you look so peaceful, so still and calm. You are a floating island; toes peeking out of the surface like little rocks, water lapping against your skin like waves on a beach, your chest rising and falling with the tide. You are a world of your own.”
She looked to see Mermista laying on her side, resting her head on her arm, eyes wide and glistening like the pool at the feet. When they met eyes, she nearly jumped and rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling. She clasped her hands over her stomach.
Adora followed her gaze to the ceiling too, unable to control the sheepish smile growing at her lips. “I told you it was cheesy,” she said.
Mermista scoffed. “Psh, yeah. Obviously. All love poems are.”
In their silence, they heard a drop of water fall somewhere in the cavern and echo gently. The surface of the pool rippled quietly. The tides lapped at their toes.
“Who do you think wrote it?” Adora eventually asked.
“I have no idea,” Mermista admitted. She sounded honest, for once. “I sort of wish I did know.” She dropped her gaze, staring at seemingly nothing. “I guess I know how you feel now about this ‘Mara’ girl. You feel like you should know, but you don’t. And you don’t know why you don’t. You can’t help but feel behind.”
The sudden openness caught Adora off-guard. All she did was nod and hum in agreement.
“Sorry,” Mermista mumbled, “That was stupid.”
“No, no, not at all!” Adora sat up, hugging her knees to her chest. “I’ve been trying to get over what I thought princesses were like forever now, and it seems I still have a lot to learn. I thought you guys might have the answers I was looking for.” She rested her arms on her knees and her chin on her arms. “But I was wrong about that. I guess we all need to do a little check on our history.”
A smile, small, found its way to Mermista’s lips. She looked at Adora, making genuinely warm eye contact for once. “Yeah,” she said quietly, almost like a sigh, “I guess we do.”
#adora#adorista#mermista#spop#She-Ra#shera#She Ra#She Ra and the Princesses of Power#she ra pop#spop zine
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Meet Mod Maya
Name: Maya
Pronouns: She/Her
Mod blurb: Hi, I'm Maya, the local bang organizer seniortm. I'm acting as Admin Red's right hand man, and I'll probably end up pairing because I love organization. I've previously successfuly run @avatarbaang and am currently also running @adorabowlzine along with Red! You can find more information about what I've modded for on my caard.
Social media: @ghost-maya and ghostmaya (ao3)
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AAAAAAAA I FORGOT TO POST THIS HERE!
Here is a preview for my piece in the @adorabowlzine! IT’S A FREE PDF RELEASING ON JANUARY 19TH
#spop#She Ra and the Princesses of Power#She-Ra#she-ra netflix#mermista#mermadora#zine#zine preview#adorabowl zine
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