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In Horde Prime's purification chamber
Horde Prime: Now let’s have a minute of silent prayer for our brother.
Catra: ...
Horde Clone: ...
Horde Clone: ...
Catra: How long has it been?
Horde Prime: 6 seconds.
Catra: Do we have to start over?
Horde Prime: Hell, no.
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On the way to Selineas
Scorpia: Let's play the desert island game. You pick one person you would want to be paired with if you were stranded on a desert island. Catra, who would you pick?
Catra: I'd go by myself.
Scorpia: Okay, let's say if you go alone, you'll starve to death.
Catra: That's fine.
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Before the Battle of Bright Moon
Catra: There’s only one thing worse than dying.
Catra: [Unveils sign that says Adora Dying]
Scorpia, gasping: Adora.
Catra: No.
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On Horde Prime's ship
Horde Prime: See that ball of fire in the sky? That's the sun. It goes by many names: Apollo's lantern, day moon, old blazey. The most important thing is, never to touch it.
Catra: I know what the sun is.
Horde Prime: Yes, now you do.
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In Hordak's sanctum around the portal
Hordak: I'm going to need everyone to be straight with each other from now on. No more games.
Catra: I'm always straight.
Adora: [muffled through her gag] Oh man that's the biggest lie you've ever told.
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At the Battle of Brightmoon
Scorpia: Come on, Catra! Hordak said to use the whole team. We all want this finished.
Catra: I appreciate the offer, but I work best alone. Except when it comes to sex. Actually, sometimes including sex.
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At Brightmoon castle
Adora: I put us all in a rank system so you would all care about your jobs.
Catra: What's my rank?
Adora: Second after me.
Glimmer: Wait what's my rank?
Adora: Third.
Glimmer: What!? Why am I third?
Adora: Too Volatile.
Glimmer: Bullshit! This is Bullshit!!
Adora: Bow, you're fourth.
Swift Wind: So what am I?
Adora: Fifth.
Swift Wind: Fifth? That's last! Why in the hell would I be last?!
Adora: Too much lip and very sassy.
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In the Fright Zone bunks
Adora: Where do you want to be in five years?
Catra, mumbling: Hopefully in your bed.
Adora: What?
Catra: I said I'll probably be dead! God!
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She-Ra + Craigslist
➥ Catra
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Requested by anonymous
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Non-verbal communication at its finest #JustMarryHerAlready
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I AM—
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Forgot about my new toys.
Ghostbusters (2016) dir. Paul Feig
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THE SHADE
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