You Wouldnt Get It

You wouldnt get it

You wouldn't dmt get it

"JiNx AnD cAtRa WoUlDnT gEt AlOnG aT aLl WdYm-"

Ok well maybe they just have a deep emotional connection that u dont have the brain capacity to understand how about that

Jinx: How petty can you get?

Catra: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

they hate me for being a slut tbh and maybe also the killings too but that's unlikely

Jinx: That’s one of my biggest fears. Like, if I ever woke up as a donut...

Catra: You would eat yourself?

Jinx: I wouldn’t even question it.

Vi, setting down a card: Ace of spades

Jinx, pulling out an Uno card: +4

Catra, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you

Caitlyn, trembling: What are we playing

Id like to add some clarifications!!!

Elizabeth is her birth name, Vander did call her his little princess when she was young, otherwise catra is just kinda fucking with Bow bc hes gullible and funny

The corpses in the explosion had a very distinct smell of death and she has it ingrained into her memory #PTSDthings

Jinx isnt actually dead they just havent had their reunion yet yk and also catra gets very sad seeing adora be rough and a bit mean (jokingly) bc she misses her own twin so so much and oh im crying again

Catra and jinx twin sister au catra dropping little bits of her lore to the bsf squad after the war to keep them on their toes

Adora: can u do the dishes-

Catra: wooooww is this because im a sumprat? Jesus, adora. I thought u were one of the good ones.

Adora: ??? A what??

Catra: yuck it smells like my dads rotting corpse in here-

Literally everyone: UR WHAT.

Bow: please. Please just tell me your real name. The colour of your dads hair. The amount if siblings you have. Anything. Please. Im so invested.

Catra: my real name is Princess Elizabeth II

Bow: i have even more questions then ever before. Thank you.

Catra, fondly: i remember throwing hot tea on rich people with my siblings when i was little. We'd run away laughing, and then go fuck with another rich person 'till we had to go home for dinner.

Glimmer, scooching away: ... i dont feel safe.

Catra: good. Dont.

Catra (to adora): stop being mean to Adam. My twin blew up our whole family, and you dont see me yelling at her bacause she's dead.

Adora: 😦 oh