Doing Shrooms And Coming To A Horrible Conclusion...

CATDORA HEADCANONS~

This is all super unorganized rn but ill fix it later :P

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-catra and adora DEFINITELY kissed when they were in the fright zone, but shadow weaver erased adora's memories and told catra to never bring it up

-catra accidently scratches adora's back with her claws while they're cuddling

-they found the spot where adora found the sword and they go on dates there every now and then

-catra always thinks about the chances of her and adora being together if they stayed in the fright zone

-back when they were in the fright zone catra was completely in love with adora, but she couldn't say anything since shadow weaver would just erase their memories

-when adora started living in bright moon she still layed with her legs tucked up because she was used to catra sleeping at the bottom of the bed

-MAYBE they didn't even know what dating is in the horde since that would be considered a distraction, so catra was super confused when she started having feelings. And when adora began having feelings she thought she would be a disappointment to the horde :(

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I'll add more later :P

Have you considered that I'm a swamp creature and I love the soupy air huh???

We should make it illegal for it to be humid

I wrote this poem at breakfast so here it goes

Farewell, until we meet again:

Why must you give me such mixed emotions?

You're the source of some of my greatest hurt

The source of some of my worst decisions

But my heart aches to think of leaving

Maybe I love the side effects, the friends

Memories and joy that were made with you

Maybe that's why my soul cries to see it end

Despite all the pain I've endured here

Maybe I started to think of you as home

I laid my head here for a whole year

That certainly has an effect of its own

In spite of the pain many of those nights bore

Maybe I won't miss the brick laden streets

Which I walked everyday to classes and such

Maybe I won't miss it in favor of the heat

Way back home, but I'm far from certain

Maybe I'll come back and wash the blood

Of poor decisions with the water of the good

And then only the good ones will flood

My mind, but this year's taught me not to guess

gonna post my entire stickman reaction pic collection

New goal in life

Never buy a drink at a place that has a surcharge for people under 21

Dunno that's kinda bs

Hickies

Gotta say can't wait to leave night shift. Shit got me fighting animal regression the whole night. Like I got that deer in me but she can't come out yet. Stay in there you beautiful little doe I got a couple more hours on the clock where I gotta be a person >:(

New poem time:

Another day, pacing four walls

Dreaming to escape away

To trees, the smalls, the talls

Where maybe someone will find me

Waiting

Another night, I hold inanimate

Plush beings in hope they'll heal

Me and before it's too late

And I'll feel safe alone

Waiting

Another morning, I wake to

My breaking mind looking down

Crying to my dying heart who

Neither has answers nor hope for the

Waiting

Another evening, I want to cry

For painkillers for my dying soul

Who can't help but ask why

I'm still here when I'm just

Waiting

Maybe I should go

Waiting

Only hurts more

Waiting

Makes me care less

Waiting

Maybe it's not worth it

Honestly? My main piece of advice for writing well-rounded characters is to make them a little bit lame. No real living person is 100% cool and suave 100% of the time. Everyone's a little awkward sometimes, or gets too excited about something goofy, or has a silly fear, or laughs about stupid things. Being a bit of a loser is an incurable part of the human condition. Utilize that in your writing.