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freedfromthegalactichivemind · 2 years

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Post-Canon Justice.

Post-canon treatment of the bad guys by the princesses... what do you think would happen / be the votes / attitudes, realistically-to-the-series? I’ve read (and written) all kinds of fanfics. There are a lot of ideas floated around about what a specific fan thinks *should* happen, sometimes in a darker and heavier tone to fulfill their senses of justice. These are things like Catra getting a prison or hard labor stint, or Adora breaking up with her and her fucking off to the Crimson Waste to go lead a bandit gang. Stuff with Hordak varies... I once read (an Entrapdak fic, surprisingly) where Hordak got prison, solitary confinement in an old fort until Adora figured out that things would go better for him and for Bright Moon if he were occupied with tech projects and if he had visits from a certain Lab Partner. (He served out his sentence). Then there was an odious, incredibly out out of character anti-Hordak fic that had Entrapta lock him up in her dungeon in Dryl and program a robot to occasionally bring him food because she “realized he was evil.” *rolls eyes.* Other fics that are harsh on Hordak seem to be more Want of a Nail aus where he gets killed in-story for the plot of the specific fic, rather than canon-complient post-series. I had an idea that I never wrote about him getting executed and it setting Entrapta off into a spiral of madness in which she fucks off to Beast Island, is inocorporated into it and takes over the place. She then sends Beast Island infection-vines to corrupt all of Etheria, hacking into the Runestones, and it’s not even a conscious act because she’s just incorporated into the island and isn’t herself anymore. Kind of like Calamity Ganon from Breath of the Wild, grief personified and it destroys the world. - I’ve so far just thought it too dark, not the right feel. I’d have to be in a mood to completely demolish the vibe of She-Ra to write this fanfic. Fun idea, but hella dark. (Though not like I haven’t written similarly dark fic). By far, I see gentler stuff, more in line with the series. I see Hordak, Entrapta and Catra being sentenced to do cleanup and rebuilding and tech-help and development to Etheria to make amends. Usually it’s a cleanup Beast Island scenario or “start with Sailenias.” Usually, the princess-councils on this have divided opinions. Oftentimes, Mermista will tolerate Catra, but is like “I want to execute Hordak” and she gets out-voted. By far the funniest takes have been “Hordak and / or Catra are imprisoned in respective Bright Moon guest rooms for a while, pending decisions or serving short sentences. THEY ONLY GET A FEW PILLOWS! GASP!” Cruel and unusual punisment by Bright Moon standards! And they are completely baffled at the “prisons” in Bright Moon that are so much more luxurious than their free quarters in the Fright Zone! I find these fanfic takes fitting to Spop and fun. I’ve been thinking “how realistic (to the series) some of these takes are? Would any of the princesses or King Micah or Casta front the idea of things like execution or life imprisonment or long-term imprisonment? Or exile to space? It really makes more sense to me that Mermista would give Hordak a lot of death-glares and make him rebuild her kingdom, but wouldn’t want to kill him. I could see her getting the idea in her head briefly, but given any actual power to do anything outside of the heat of battle, would be hesitant and horrified at her own thoughts. I mean, in this series, when even Catra acted rashly and shocked the Hell out of Entrapta and sent her to Beast Island because she was losing her grip on reality, she was horrified, had the “stared at her own hands” reaction. Hordak is implied to have sent many people to their deaths on Beast Island in the past without much caring about it, but post-canon it makes sense to me for him to think that all of that was an atrocious waste since everything came to nothing for him, and, of course, even at his most evil on-screen, he’s blasting buildings, not civilians. (He has to wait for starring in my darker fanfics for that!) There’s just a feel of it all that makes me think some of our darker fan-takes, while for fun, are wrong.

#spop #hordak #catra #mermista #the princesses #post canon #post canon justice #the horde #fanfiction discourse #I don't even think mermista would execute anyone #she'd just put people to work with a lot of snark #and ban them from having ice cream #that stuff's hers #entrapta

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screamingbluepanda · 1 year

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Interests

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Raeda (Raine/Eda) - The Owl House

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Stolitz (Stolas/Blitzo) - Helluva Boss

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Verbie (Barbie Wire/Verosika) - Helluva Boss

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#hunter toh

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#stardust crk

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eviearie · 4 years

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Nostalgia and Apologies

This is my first fic for the spop fandom! Feedback, likes, and reblogs are greatly appreciated :) Enjoy!

Happy Birthday Scorpia!!

Pairings: platonic scorptra, background romantic catradora, mentioned scorfuma, implied entrapdak

Words: 1964

CW: slight angst, bad flirting, unreliable narrator

Summary: Etheria's magic is restored; the Hoard has been defeated. Scorpia wants to take her kingdom back, so in order to do so, she brings Entrapta (the tech master), Adora (the crushing master), Perfuma (the plant master), and... Catra. Nostalgia is in order, and so are apologies.

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After Etheria's magic was fully restored and the world was safe from Hoard Prime, The Fright Zone had no use. Entrapta returned to her palace and Hordak went with her; with Shadow Weaver gone as well, no one had felt the need to stay. (After all, the good food was outside in the world. Not one person wanted those ration bars once they discovered fruit). So all the former hoard soldiers made their own homes with new lives where they came from in the rest of Etheria. This was not the most easy thing to do, since most people were still aggressive towards the Hoard, and quite a few of those soldiers struggled to find places to stay outside of the now abandoned Fright Zone. But for the most part, the former soldiers were able to start over.

Then there was Scorpia. Like most of the other soldiers, she had been with the Hoard her entire life, but unlike them, she had nowhere else to go. Her kingdom had been taken over by the Horad; it was the Fright Zone.

So, she was going to take it back.

Scorpia, Entrapta, Catra, Adora, and Perfuma walked towards the Fright Zone through the Whispering Woods. The forest was now even more magical, filled with creatures Etheria had not seen in a thousand years. Perfuma was talking with Adora, Catra walking next to the latter, and leading the way was Scorpia with Entrapta using her hair to walk beside her.

"I'm so glad you asked me to help with the Fright Zone!" Entrapta said, talking animatedly. "There will be so many useful materials I'll be able to bring back to my lab when this is done! Although normally I'm better at putting things together than taking them apart..."

"That's what I'm here for," Adora said with a smirk, cracking her knuckles. Catra rolled her eyes fondly from beside her.

"Yes exactly! Anyway with the components from the power system, and the sheer amount of metal I can collect from the buildings, ohhh," Entrapta said enthusiastically, rubbing her hands together before going on a tangent about all the things she could do with metal plating.

Scorpia smiled at her friend, listening intently even though she didn't know half the things Entrapta was talking about. (But she did know who Darla was! So. That's one more thing).

As they reached the edge of the forest, the five faced the horizon of the Fright Zone, the wasteland now covered in bright flowering plants. The three former Hoard soldiers stopped at the sight.

"It's so beautiful here, it's almost impossible to tell it was ever so dark and dreary," Perfuma said, examining the flowers growing in some of the broken down machinery.

Entrapta clapped and made a noise of excitement. "Perfuma, help me with these plants!" she said quickly, moving towards a large mechanical structure.

While Entrapta kept walking into the familiar territory, Perfuma following behind her, the three former force captains were frozen in place.

A flood of feelings came surging at Scorpia (and she could only imagine, the others as well) at the sight. All of the memories... all of the moments that took place in what was essentially a prison. Of course they had not known that then, but it was clear now. It didn't change the fact that she had known every corner of the Fright Zone from the dorms to the cell blocks for her entire life. Knowing the truth doesn't change the past, it only drives what must be changed in the future.

"It's weird- I don't think of this place as my home anymore, but there are so many memories I have of here… I can't not feel nostalgic," Adora spoke up after some moments.

"Yeah…" Scorpia and Catra echoed simultaneously, which snapped them out of their trance-like state, both glancing towards the other.

"Oh hey, remember the old training grounds!" Adora called, already running into the tangle of plant-covered buildings.

"You mean the one that broke down after, like, 2 squadrons trained there?" Scorpia called back, running after her.

"Yeah, Catra and I used to go play by it all the time as kids, right….. kitty cat?"

"Absolutely not," Catra said, appearing next to Adora as if she had teleported. Dang that girl… cat... was fast. "I've already said no to 'kitty' and 'kitten'. There's no way I'm accepting 'kitty cat'. Or any cat-themed pet name!"

"Oh come on, tabby, that's no fun," Adora said with a large devious smile as Catra struggled to keep calm.

"You're ignoring the obvious choice here," Scorpia said to Adora, who gasped with mock scandal in return.

"Scorpia, I'm surprised at you! to say something like that in the presence of a lady!" Adora said (with a grin that would normally make her act unconvincing), motioning to Entrapta and Perfuma in the background, Entrapta with her tools whipped out hard at work on an uncovered control pad.

The both of them burst out into laughter, Catra scoffing with her arms crossed behind them.

Scorpia pretended to wipe a tear from her eyes before looking around. "The dining hall!" she exclaimed after a moment, half-running half-walking towards another building. "I used to come here every day," she said as she approached it and stopped, Catra and Adora coming up right behind her.

Another moment of nostalgic silence and the three were running around again, pointing out every embarrassing memory that came with the different areas of the place they once all called home.

"Oh, I remember this place," Adora said as they reached the top of the main building. "We'd come up here constantly. Then Catra would run up there to sulk and I would have to chase her in order to try and talk to her," she said with a smile.

Scorpia remembered similar times with Catra. Those memories were… complicated.

Catra turned to where Adora was talking about and started sprinting, leaping up with cat-like agility up onto the largest platform. Scorpia and Adora glanced at each other before Adora summoned her sword and transformed it to a grappling hook, the both of them running after her.

"We would come up here and talk about how we were going to conquer the world together," Catra said as Adora approached from behind, her voice low. Scorpia walked up on the other side of Catra cautiously. "Remember when you got promoted? Right before you found that sword. I didn't even want to be a Force Captain then." Catra ran a hand over the mossy railing, staring at it in memory.

Adora put a hand on Catra's and looked at her kindly. Catra seemed to relax slightly after that, and Scorpia still couldn't help but feel a ping of jealousy that Adora was able to comfort her in a way she couldn't.

"Hey! Adora!" a voice suddenly called from below them. The three leaned over and looked down to see Entrapta looking up at them, Perfuma waving from beside her.

"Yeah?" Adora called back.

"Can you come down here and help me with this?" Entrapta yelled in response.

"Sure!" Adora called back once again, stepping back to go down. she paused in the entryway, glancing back at Catra and Scorpia. "You coming?"

"I'll be right there," Catra said, looking back out at the horizon. Adora and Scorpia shared a look, Scorpia glancing between Catra and Adora in an attempt to send a silent message. It must have worked, because Adora gave a thumbs-up back and turned to go and help Entrapta, glowing as she leapt down and out of view.

Scorpia turned back to Catra and crossed her arms on top of the railing. "Are… you okay?"

"I'm sorry," Catra said suddenly, her head lowering. Scorpia was struck silent, her eyes widening just for a second before forcing an understanding look on her face.

"No, don't be! You're good now, we're good, you don't have to apologize-"

Catra cut Scorpia off with a scoff-like noise, her head rolling to the side. "I mean- yes, I'm 'good now', but that doesn't matter!" she exclaimed before looking back down, avoiding Scorpia's gaze. "I still hurt you. I was blinded by my own selfish pain, and… and I was a terrible person! A bad friend, like you said. I tried to apologize before, but you were so… you. You know, after you left-" Catra paused, and looked back down. "I was so… broken. I couldn't even hear your name without feeling like I was going crazy. And later… I realized something. You were so good and understanding and you tried so hard… you were a friend. I could have--I should have appreciated that instead of pushing you father away and just focusing on myself. That's why… I'm sorry."

At that, Scorpia stopped. Looking down as well, she stood in silence with Catra, her friend. "When you came back, I was so happy to see you. Well, I thought I was," Scorpia started after a moment. "I guess I still felt a little guilty, and I thought I had to be happy to see you. I am!" she corrected quickly, and gave a half-sigh, "but I was still kinda confused. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I was so quick to forgive you that I didn't give you a chance to apologize. And because of that, things have been weird. But I don't want them to be."

Scorpia looked up to find Catra finally meeting her gaze. "As far as I'm concerned, we're still friends. And I forgive you," Scorpia said, smiling enthusiastically.

Catra started to smile back, although it was quickly cut off by a gasp from Scorpia. "Does this mean the Super Pal Trio is back together?" Scorpia asked enthusiastically.

Catra laughed. "I guess it does," she said, glancing down at where Entrapta, Perfuma, and She-Ra stood (wrecking things, no doubt).

"Yes!" Scorpia exclaimed, standing up and hugging Catra, who gave in willing. Scorpia did give great hugs. "We gotta go reminisce with Entrapta now." Scorpia turned, walking back out to go down to the other two.

"I'm coming," Catra said, right behind her. And with a final glance out at the familiar outline of the Fright Zone, she left with her friend, a smile on her face.

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If you would like to know how this story ends, that's simple.

It takes some time, but eventually most of the Fright Zone is dismantled. Some of the materials are left for foundations and such, but Entrapta takes a lot of the resources back to Dryl. The other princesses help with the rebuilding of Horror Hall and the rest of the kingdom as well, making it a beautiful and friendly place to stay (while still maintaining a bit of the original aesthetic). The Black Garnet is moved from a deep dark chamber into the center of the kingdom to out where it can see the sky, filled with the shining sun or stormy clouds or twinkling stars. All the princesses host a huge party to celebrate as soon as the rebuilding is finished, and people from all across Etheria are invited. Remember those former Hoard soldiers who had a hard time finding places to stay? Yeah, all of those people are more than welcome to restart their lives in the former Fright Zone. Oh, and Scorpia and Perfuma are dating now! With all of the princesses and their kingdoms united in this world of magic that they had never known before, Etheria is complete (for the time being. Something always happens). The Best Friend Squad, with the help of their other friends, do end up helping restore magic to the universe, but that's a long story for a different time. For now, the camera fades out on Princess Scorpia and her newly-restored kingdom, her (newly-restored) friends, and all of the world's smiles.

#my writing #i need to come up with a better tag for that #Happy Birthday Scorpia!!#spop #she-ra #she-ra princesses of power #scorpia #catra #adora #entrapta #perfuma #platonic scorptra #background catradora #mentioned scorfuma #implied entrapdak #idk how to tag #spop fic

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ribinapan · 4 years

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all it took

One hug is all it took.

With mixed feelings, Scorpia watched as Catra joined Adora, Glimmer, and Bow once again in their travels back to Bright Moon, with barely a second glance to where Scorpia and Entrapta were standing, hand in hand with the taller blonde beside her.

Scorpia obviously didn’t think it’d go back to being okay that fast. Entrapta and Scorpia still hadn’t really gotten back to their normal, when the trio was all each other had. Adora and Catra had been circling around each other for long enough, pining across a life-time long war, and so of course Scorpia was happy to see them together now! She wouldn’t drag Catra away from her newfound happiness. There would be time to talk. Afterall, she spent so much time trying to get Catra to just be happy, it wouldn’t make sense for her to drag Catra away now-- after finally seeing her with that soft smile on her face Scorpia always wanted to make stay.

Her eyes wander over to Entrapta instead. Small arms around Hordak’s-- practically carrying him and smothering him in her excited, purple tendrils she called hair-- Scorpia couldn’t help but smile. Entrapta caught her eye, and with a huge grin, she winked. Scorpia, startled, was left with her mouth hanging open-- only just a little!-- and found herself laughing and winking back.

They weren’t back to normal. But she could count on Entrapta to try.

She can’t help but wondering, just for a second, if she could count on Catra to try, too.

Of course! I mean, look at her! She’s already trying! She just hasn’t gotten to me yet---

Crushed under the weight of doubt and optimism, she finds herself searching for a familiar pink dress, heart squeezing with guilt as she finds herself hoping to find the bubbly woman alone-- but it bursts free when she is, watching Perfuma walking peacefully behind the others, deep in thought with a smile on her face.

Scorpia gravitates to her before she even has a chance to realize what she’s doing.

She could trust in Perfuma’s reaction. The pleased smile appearing on the lanky, dark-skinned woman’s face as she catches sight of Scorpia. Her bright gaze landing on her with more affection than Scorpia could ever grasp-- no one had ever looked at her like that-- she didn’t have to guess, or hope, or beg for a smile. Perfuma was always wearing one, and it always seemed to grow brighter when she met Scorpia’s gaze. Scorpia wouldn’t be surprised if Perfuma was that way with everybody, but she decided not to feel jealous. That Scorpia, an ex-horde soldier and prisoner of Bright Moon, was included in ‘everybody’, was enough.

“Heyyy, Perfuma!” Scorpia says, waving a pincer as she gets closer. “How’re you doin’? Enjoying, uh, the journey back?” She winced as she spoke, realizing just how dumb she sounded.

Literally, an intergalactic war just ended, and all she could say was that.

But all self-consciousness disappeared as Perfuma squealed and leaped towards her, green, blooming tendrils wrapping around Scorpia as she was lifted into the air and spun.

“Scorpia!”

“Uh, Perfuma!” Scorpia tries to project as much excitement as she can back into her voice as she’s put down-- very, very gently.

“How are you feeling? It must have been very traumatizing, being chipped-- being used against your friends like that! Are you okay? Do you need something? Ooh, I know! Do you want to schedule some medi--” “I just want to talk to somebody.” Scorpia blurts before she realizes what she’s saying, but Perfuma’s care and excitement at the idea of just getting to love is starting to overwhelm her, so she begins before Perfuma can end. “About anything except what just happened.” If she thinks too long she’ll jump back down the rabbit hole. Of being chipped. Of her kingdom being taken over. Of the Horde. Of Catra sending Entrapta away. Of a war her life seemed so integrated in ending without her. With that, her eyes are drawn back to Hordak. She knows the Princess Alliance won’t allow him to just go back to-- ruling a whole kingdom’s worth, after all he had done. So did that mean…? And was she ready for that? Her neck and head still ached from someone else being in it.

“How do you run a kingdom? What’s it like?” Scorpia says finally, and Perfuma seems startled by her question-- but she launches into an explanation of what to do, what it’s like, and how important it is to interact with your people, and Scorpia’s left feeling like she should be taking notes. Still, she hangs onto every word Perfuma says, nodding where she feels she should.

Still, it was hard not to drift off. Happy to be connected to someone now-- and not the only one not in a group traveling back, Scorpia finds herself drifting off. Everyone seems happy and connected-- as a whole, but also in small groups. Even Entrapta, who had such a hard time making it into the--

“...And I can help you!”

“What?” Scorpia startles, eyes snapping back to meet Perfuma’s bright, warm eyes.

“That’s what you’re worried about, right? That they’ll give you your kingdom back?” “Oh!” No. But also yes. “I-- I guess. You would really… help me? With all that? You already have your own kingdom to run!”

“It’ll be fine.” Perfuma’s eyes are so warm and welcoming, Scorpia finds herself leaning in just a little-- she wished she could get lost in them. “I have looots of experience! Besides, I would never leave a Princess in need on their own like that!” She gave Scorpia a soft smile. “Especially not you.”

Scorpia felt her chest give way. Those words crashed through walls upon walls of steadily built feelings and ideals and hit her right at her core. She never thought she’d hear those words, and she didn’t realize how desperately she wanted to until they were said straight to her face-- and so casually. So openly. Like it was the easiest thing to say in Etheria.

And yet, all she can say back is--

“Th-- Thanks, Perfuma. I… I really appreciate it.” And she gives her a hug. A big squeeze of a hug. Perfuma laughs, and she hugs her back. Scorpia had never felt so-- so warm about anyone in her life.

One hug is all it took.

#scorfuma #scorpia #adora #catra #implied catradora #implied entrapdak #entrapta #hordak #fluff #some gay for u #not that good but it just popped in my head and i wanted to do it #spop #she-ra #she-ra and the princesses of power

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jidem · 3 years

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entrapta my beloved

#she ra #she ra and the princesses of power #spop #she ra meme #silly meme #shitty meme #entrapta #entrapdak #in which entrapta destroy the fucking hord #because hordak is HER lab partner #hordak (implied)

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flippingfrogg · 1 year

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Post Season 5 Hordak, my beloved…. New design to get back unto the swing of things since the semester is over. I love post season 5 Hordak because he has the chance to be happy :)

#hordak #entrapdak #entrapta #implied at least #fanart #digital art #horde clones #hordak is sexy and i won’t accept anything else #spacebats #horde clone culture #hordak hc

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nameselect · 4 years

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You mess with the labo, you get the stabo. And a rough Entrapdak sketch to balance out giant Entrapta from before. Coloring/Finishing work is hard.

#entrapta #things i have drawn #entrapdak #implied stabbing noises

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oldventgremlin · 4 years

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Entrapdak positivity month day 17 (worries).

based on a group chat conversation we had about Hordak needing some time post-finale to recover (physically and otherwise) from Prime’s reconditioning, and Entrapta watching over him

#entrapdak #entrapta #hordak #entrapdak positivity month #my draws #implied past abuse cw //#i was off my medication for a few days when i colored this so i was kinda feeling it

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abneyart · 4 years

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it's a popular hc that hordak has a lifespan that is longer than an etherian's, so i wanted to depict the very real possibility that entrapta clones herself a new body to continue their life together. hordak has the cloning knowledge so entrapta's new body gets matching ports. and let's be honest, entrapta would JUMP at the chance to be able to hack her brain/body that much easier

#abneyart #fanart #entrapta #spop #entrapdak #implied?#also I think it's a headcanon ; it makes total sense but also have never seen it confirmed anywhere lol #is this body horror #i'll tag it anyway just in case #body horror for ts

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theclodofclods · 3 years

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So, I don’t post much, that’s a given, but this was the first piece I did on my new art tablet I got. Hordak is one of my biggest comfort characters, so I doodle him a lot, and therefore a small doodle evolved into a whole piece, I also figured out how to shade with this piece- hope any who see enjoy

#my art #she ra and the princess of power fanart #hordak #entrapdak #well its implied I mean he does have the luvd crystal and has purple on him #stupid sexy hordak #i still dont know how to tag

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princexentrapta · 4 years

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the little sigh she makes at the end slays me

#entrapta #entrapdak #i guess its implied #spop entrapta

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rainoverthemountains · 4 years

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Aftermath: Building a Life for (Dummies) Clones - chapter 7

Summary: Horde Prime is dead. Etheria is safe. The clones are free. Now what?

In which Horde Prime knows nothing about clone repair, clones know nothing about being spacebats, Etheria knows nothing about integrating an army of former mind-controlled slaves into society, and Hordak knows nothing about being part of a real family. Whatever anyone does or doesn’t know, this is the life they’ve got, so they’ll make the best of it.

read on Ao3

chapter 1

#spop #entrapdak #wrong hordak #entrapta #hordak (implied)#spacebats #spacebat adoption

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strawberryoverlord · 4 years

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I never shared my newest once in a blue moon fic

#fanfic #hordak #spop #entrapdak #tw implied rape #tw past rape #sass writes

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princehec-tor-kur · 4 years

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Perfectly Normal

Sorry for spelling mistakes, but I don't care anymore, I've been writing this for weeks. It deleted itself like three times. Dear lord help me. I'm so exhausted. Basic premise is: Prime's a creep and after the brainwashing he trapped Hordak's mind in a dream world so that his body acts obidiently in the real world.

The doors of the elevator slide apart opening up to the corridor. Hector stepped out. Attempting to balance four grocary bags he was carring, two in each hand. Hector was a regular man, with a regular wife and a regular life, but what was strange was he swore he was wet from the howling rain outside, just a minute ago. And now. Completely clean. Strange indeed.

BUT! No time for that, for as he leaned down to open his apartement door, it opened from the other side and a pair of stronge hands pulled him in. Into a warm embrace. He smiled ear to ear as his towering loving wife planted a kiss on his lips long and hard. He almost ran out of breath. His head was spinning. Hahahaha! Annie was a blessing from above, the greatest wife Hector could ever wish for. She took the groceries off of him and closed and locked the door behind him. Annie announced that she was going to get a quick shower and offered him to join. Hector however rejected the offer and got straight into the day's tasks.

Annie went off and Hector began to crack the egg shells and pour the contents into a bowl. Every egg cracked one the first time perfectly. And the yokes off the eggs incidently managed to form a smile. How amusing?! Hahaha! Hector looked outside throught the window, it framed a beautiful picture of a shinning, scheamering and glimmering city. Once again the thought crossed Hector's mind: wasn't it just pouring? Wasn't it just night? He must've remembered it wrong. He is quite forgetful. He forgets things a lot. That's why Annie is so great, she always reminded Hector things. She always told him what to do. Where would he be without her.

He shifted his attention to the sound of water running in the shower. The shower was on obviously, but no sound of movement. Hector shook it off and decided to check over his email. All it was, was some updates to the script, apparently Noelle had to do some last minute changes. Nothing to do with him though. He closed his laptop and just sat in the same spot for a while. What was he supposed to do? What a silly forgetful boy. Hector felt a something small in his pale. Strange. Did he pick this up? From where? It was... well, he wasn't sure what it was. A purple diamond of some sort, a vertical pattern he didn't recognise. A necklace? An earring maybe?

Just then he heard a voice above him clear it's throat. He didn't know why, but he jittered, a chill went down his spine. It was just Annie. He relaxed a little as she sat next to him, wrapped her arms around his abdomine, tightly. Annie was a head taller than Hector, so his head perfectly fit under her chin.

Hector lifted the crystal up, he asked if she seen it somewhere before, because he felt like he did. Annie just giggled at him, cupping his face, like she did always. She called him silly and reminded him it was a gift she bought for him on their honeymoon. The one in France, remember? And he did remember, the memory suddenly flew into his mind as Annie's silvery locks fell over Hector's face. She was very close. Hector began to get tense again. What was it.

Annie told him to relax. Hector closed his eyes. His eyeslids covering the world. All he saw was black. Which was slightly comforting. Annie began to scratch his just under his chin, she knew it was his weak spot. He loved it. Hector felt the resistance melt off of him and sank into Annie's arms. His lovely wife asked him what he felt. Which was difficult to answer, because Hector didn't feel much.

He never felt hunger or thirst. Never needed or wanted to sleep. Always had nightmares if he tried and always felt like Annie was awake all the time as well, which was strange because she never said anything. He lied and said he felt 'good'. He didn't know what that meant. A mischievious drin played across Annie's pale face. Hector knew that look, he didn't like it. He didnt want to. But he never had much of a choice.

Soon his dress was off and once again found himself staring at the ceiling on the couch. Hector never said 'no' to Annie, he never wanted to disappoint her and she meant so much to him. Plus it was what normal couples did. She enjoyed it. A lot. He could tell by the way she laughed during. She enjoyed it, that's all that mattered. Annie said it'd be good for him. To clear his head. It was normal. He didn't have to make a whole deal out of it. She knew better. He owes her everything. He'd be so lost without her. She was his one and only, one true love. He's blessed to have someone like Annie. No one loved him like her. No one. He was so lucky. Even if it hurt sometimes, ...everytime, he still pretended to enjoy it.

Day rolled around. Hector felt like it lasted an eternity. Today was Saturday, meaning it was his therapy meeting. Hector signed himself up a while back, not sure when, he couldn't remember. Money wasn't an issue. It was perfectly fine. But Annie seemed to disapprove. He knew how she looked at him when he wasn't looking. Annie insisted on going with him, to keep an eye on him. To support as best she could. Like couples do. She wanted to know what was wrong with him, how could she fix him? Hector didn't want to be fixed. He's life was perfect. The only reason he really went to the therapist was, because he liked her.

Plus, he didn't want to trouble Annie with all his faults and silly thoughts. He was sure she had more important things to do, like... well, Hector didn't really know what Annie did when he wasn't home. Did she have a job? How did he not know where his wife worked? He must've forgot. He was bad at remembering things. Did he mention he was bad at remembering things?

It was strange how he knew so little about his special, beautiful Annie, she practically knew everything about him. He opened the door and left, but not before Annie remembered him something. But he didn't remember what.

Hector made it to the session just in time. He sat down on the sofa. The doctor sat on his opposite. She was very short, informally dressed, acted like what she looked like: excited and cheerful. Hector wasn't sure, but the doctor sounded like she constantly had a cold and a blocked nose. He started to worry for the woman, she seemed slightly reckless. He liked her hair. He didn't know if that was weird. It was soft. He didn't know how he knew that since he never touched it, but he had a feeling it was. The session was ordinary. The doctor, Ester, was her name, asked him about his day. Did he read anything interesting lately? Did he have any new hobbies? Was he taking his sleeping pills?

Hector stated that he tried to read something, but he couldn't. It was too hard. He often went to a local library and the scene played out the same. A book was pulled from its shelf, it was opened, and Hector would proceed to stare at it for several minutes before ultimately placing it back to it's original spot. The librarian would ask if she could help in anyway. Hector would say no. And leave the front door. Words just didn't make sense to him. Especially in those 'self-help' books. Some alien dialect to him.

As for new hobbies... well. He bit his nails in embarassement. He began to play with his hair a few days ago.In the bathroom, when he was pretending to take a shower. When Annie wasn't watching. He liked changing it's colour. Dying it. He liked working with it.

And as for pills. Yeah, he was taking them. They didn't help. Hector still couldn't sleep. That lead on to she asked a curve ball. Whether or not his favourite colour changed. He said no. It was still black. Ester giggled that cute way she always did and stated that that wasn't a colour. She stated that black was the absence of colour, while white was every colour. Black was the absence of white, and white was the absence of black. She asked again. Hector was slightly confused. He didn't really like colours. They were too loud, too bright. Chaotic, blinding and distracting. Colour was alll around them, everywhere, around everyone. Creepy. Hector liked black because it was dark, you couldn't see very well in it. You could hide in it. Cover yourself with a blanket of it, so that nobody finds you. Fold him up and put him somewhere safe.

The doctor caught onto that. She asked curiously. 'What are you hiding from Hector?' 'What are you scared of?'

Later that day Hector found himself in a crowd of people. It was sufficating. Too loud. Too LOUD! Everyone was shouting and scwobbling, all moving and shifting out of turn. Hector wasn't used to it. He was used to humming. Of machinery. Why machinery?Hector couldn't take it anymore. He pushed through the crowd and run to the other side of the metro.

Hector relaxed as he laid his back against a concrete collumn, hiding him in it's great shadow. He kept to the dark, they couldn't see him there. 'What are you affraid of, Hordikins?'

A train zoomed past, using it's cover he sprinited like the hounds of hells were chasing him. He made it to the next pillar. They were staring. He knew it. They were watching him, like owls, with those big eyes. Owls eat bats, in the moonlight. No light! Must stay in the dark. They were whooting. Asking questions. They want to get close to you. Lie their way into your attic. DON'T LET THEM. He ran off as fast as he could. The cold night air rushing against his face. He ran so fast he thought his thin legs would snap off. Like match sticks.

He dashed across back alleies. Much less people there. Good for scaring people away. Less eyes. Navigating the streets was like being in a labyrinth. What did Annie remind of? Oh yes. The outside world is very scary. And it's always safe inside, with her. Noises came back, a crowd of people murmuring and whispering behind him. Insult sand jokes, about him no doubt. Blue and red lights blared, colours coming togther to judge him, curse him. A woman yelled for him to freeze.

Retreat! RETREAT! Fall back! I'll be back! This isn't over, mark my words Terrific Man! I will win next time! You'll see! I will enact my revenge! There was an old timey cartoon playing on every screen in every TV in a display window of an electronics store. A kids cartoon. Hector noticed it on his way. It stopped him. He swore he could almost hear his own voice in the screen. It put him in a transe, glued his eyes to the window.

The evil man lost. The good man won, stood over him victoriously. Grinning. Asshole. Your evil ways will never win! You'll always loose Marodar! As long as I live you will fail! I am destined to be Nebulosa's saviour and king! And you were always predestined to get the snot beat out of you! Haha! Good will always triumph over evil! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Stop laughing.

HAHAHAHA!!!

Stop it. I'm serious.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I SAID SHUT UP!

The good man began to unload on the evil man. One hit. BAM! Broken nose. Second hit. POW! Two teeth missing. And a third. BIFF!

Biff?! What the hell is biff?! What kind of stupid noise is biff???!!! That's not real!!! Is this a joke to him?! Is this just a game to him?!! You don't get to joke!!! Not in war!!! Stop acting like a child!!! YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!!

Another hit and another and another. The pain doesn't stop. The crowd cheers him on. Hector gets cross. He slams his fist against the glass window.

STOP.

He doesn't stop. Hector slams his hand against the glass again.

STOP! IT!

People at the bus stop near Hector begin to turn around to look at him. A woman huddles one of her children closer to her, away from Hector. Everyone giving him judgemental looks. Hector doesn't even notice. He doesn't care about the kids looking at him, who cares about kids?! Creepy little monsters. They all look the same. All colours are white. The spectrum is a lie. Individuals. Ha. Idiots. All of them alike.

POW!

Marodar The Lord of Darkness is defeated. Children cheer. Hector doesn't cheer. The white screen turns to the audience and smiles with a bing in his teeth. Teeeeerrific ;)

SHUT UP! SHUT UP! THIS ISN'T A JOKE! LEAVE HIM ALONE!

Hector pounds the glass with knuckles twice, before they start bleeding. The laughing doesn't stop. Hector yells and slams his forehead into the glass, the window bends inward, the entire sheet of glass cracks.

Remember kids. He's wrong. Always wrong. And he will alway, always fail.

A wink.

And the screen cuts to black.

Hector sees the world in red. His face covered in running blood. He was loosing conciousness. Breaking down walls hurt. His legs wriggled like jelly as a hand landed on his shoulder. It was a woman, middle aged, white, blond with a uniform and badge. Hector tried to resist, but he couldn't, he was too weak. Hector was placed on the back seat of the cop car. The officer stated that Annie was worried about him. He wasn't answering his phone, he wasn't in before curfew. She called the police, they've been looking for him all over. She said that she found him talking to himself. Not true. Hector was talking to the asshole in the TV..., but he didn't say that, he knew she wouldn't understand him.

She said that he was lost in the streets again. Like the time he stole four bags worth of groceries. People called in his sighting when he was found sculking in the metro. She called him something, some name, term... scichaniac? Sci- scicha-...

Schizophreniac. That's it.

You know, you people should be in those mental hospitals. Somewhere they can fix you. Hector said he didn't need to be fixed. He was beautiful with all his imperfections. The officer laughed. Well, that was a lie. Cause look at you, you look terrible. Hahahaha!

A joke. A joke? This is a joke to you?

The car arrived at Hector's house, weird, Hector thought he lived in an apartement block. Maybe he just remembered it wrong. It was a suburban house, with a mailbox and a white picket fence. Idealic. Perfect. Too perfect. When he first stepped back into his home, a huge weight lifted off of his shoulders. He was home. Safe. Away from the colour and the noise and the insanity. The big bad world vanished behind those doors and Hector was free to roll up into a ball in the bathroom. He could hear Annie through the wall.

Static.

Annie came back into the bathroom and brought him into a warm embrace, peppering him with a shower of kisses. She was too close again. She told him she was worried sick, that she didn't know where he was. Didn't he tell her about his sessions? Why didn't he? Annie cupped his cheek and lifted up his chin, so that he stared into her eyes. She said she'd make it all better. She said she'd make him forget all about that awful day. Hector didn't want to forget. Her hand trailed down to his dress. But Hector wasnt in the mood. Stop it he said. But Annie didn't listen. Not anymore. Before he realised that he was doing, he slapped Annie's hand away, he pushed himself away from her.

I SAID STOP IT!

But he soon found to regret that as Annie narrowed her green eyes at him. She was disappointed. So much progress, gone, backward, down the drain. Annie's expression morphed into something darker. She was angry, displeased. Tears began to stream down Hector's face, for he knew what was about to happen, he knew that look. He tried to apologise, to beg.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, forgive me. I- I won't do it again. P- Please anything, but that, don't- I dont want to forget again! Please! Brother! PLEASE! Annie kissed his cheek, wet with salty tears.

She grinned.

POW!

The screen cuts to black.

Hector awakened to a beautiful new day in his bed, with his amazing wife next to him. She's already awake. She greeted him, a smile and a warm embrace. What a perfect life. That exact thought processes played in his head all morning. He decided to make breakfast for his lovely partner as she took a shower, pretty quickly too, since he didn't even hear her wash. He served the plate of eggs and bacon to Annie. However, her smile faded, a confused expression came over her.

When did you dye your hair? She saided with a quirked brow and narrowed eyes. Hector ran his hand through the now dark blue hair. He had no idea.

He didn't remember.

#hordak #entrapta #horde prime #entrapdak #kind of #implied #hp is a creep

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