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|| This is a Oneshot. ||Catra gave a sarcastic laugh, "C'mon, Adora. I'm not the only fucked up one in this relationship, y'know."Adora scoffed, "Catra - you aren't - what?"Catra was always capable of seeing Adora just as Adora. She wasn't She-Ra, or just some special entity Adora could summon for excessive strength. She was just, her. To Catra, She-Ra and Adora were two different existences, one of which Adora was used for by her very own best friends at the start of their alliance.OrCatra convinces Adora to go to therapy because Adora's martyr complex - along with the way she was used for having a goddess alter ego - made her put others before herself in a way which her own life is put into jeopardy.OrAdora needs to stop sacrificing herself like an idiot.…

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"You have to be out of your mind."Catra never enjoyed any type of disagreement she stirred up with Adora, and vice versa. Maybe Adora's wishes were something that should stay as wishes, but Adora wasn't going to let down - not because Catra had asked her to. Adora wanted this, she wanted Finn, but she couldn't if her wife remained indignant."Catra, come on, we've talked about this before-""I'm not stupid, Adora." Catra - her patience becoming less and less maintainable - refused letting her stern gaze leave Adora for even a split second. She wasn't necessarily seething with anger, but still nonetheless upset with Adora's non-thought-out desires. "I know that we have talked about it. But we both agreed on later on. We - especially you - are not ready to take in some orphan you found in the woods."-Summary:Adora finds an abandoned magicat child in the whispering woods during her walk early that morning.…