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turtle-ly · 1 year
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catra's horrible no good very bad time on the velvet glove part 1, @screenshotsofdespair edition
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blindwildnoise · 1 year
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Horde Prime and the Key
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lildrea28 · 1 year
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lil-smolpubby · 4 months
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Are there any spacebat or like horde prime discord servers still active?
I wanna meet and talk w other people but I wanna actually talk with other adults
Hell even if it’s just people talking on here I’d like to make new friends
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Prime Princess AU
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ever since she was small and fragile, she was his. such a tiny, warm thing in large, clawed, cold hands. and she belonged to no one else.
the more she grew, the more he told her of all the planets he experienced and conquered. all the terrified, tearful faces of the people. all the magic dying, or being turned against them.
she was small, curious, and almost afraid.
but she grew to be stronger. smarter. better. fear was a weakness used against their enemies. fear had no place in his empire.
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the empire was a lonely place. despite the familiarity in her brothers' faces. despite seeing father everyday. she couldn't figure out why, nor did she want to ask father.
whenever she asked about the universe beyond war and damnation, he'd grow cold. telling her the chains of the living were their weakness. that she had no place amongst pathetic beings such as them. she couldn't recall what happened after the last time she asked him about it. all she knew was an ache in her neck.
she had a feeling that she shouldn't- wouldn't ever ask again.
she loved father.
she'd never disobey him again.
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despite his teachings, she had never gone outside. he'd tell her she wasn't ready, that she still had more to learn. that her body was strong, but her heart was soft and weak. it needed to be as cold as the ice amongst the astral air.
with everything in her, she tried.
her heart got smaller.
and smaller.
and smaller.
but it never disappeared. it never stopped beating. it never stopped having the center of warmth that separated her from her brethren. from father.
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"who are you?"
admittedly, she thought they were a little odd. and...ugly.
orange fur along their body, dark brown wild, scruffy hair, lighter tufts in the front. one eye was full of blue, the other yellow. their outfit was red, torn, and showed their clawed feet. long, furred black ears on the...side of their head? and a tail.
she simply blinked at them.
"well? who the hell are you?!" they shouted, pointing something green and sparking at her. she assumed it was a weapon.
"..."
she walked past them.
"hey!" they grabbed her by the wrist.
she held them by the throat, their feet dangling above the grass. choked out gasps, their body squirming, fear in their eyes.
fear is a weakness used against their enemies.
a sharp pain dug into her wrist. her gaze shifted, and she saw blue and gold liquid drip. the person's nails were digging and dragging into her skin.
...why did it hurt?
what are these colors doing?
she let go of them, turning her back on them as she stared at the scar. it was a couple inches long, and less than an inch wide. the liquid was gushing out of her.
what is this?
she turned her head back to the other. but they were gone.
"...father," she muttered quietly. he'd know.
it was most likely just a defect.
he'd fix it.
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it was her version of blood.
she was confused. why wasn't it green, purple, or red? it was none of the colors she heard father speak of.
"because, you are not from here."
...she never knew where she came from. but she never thought to ask. she was afraid worried that father would be upset. that he'd feel she wanted to replace him.
she could never do that, though.
she loved him.
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so why did her chest hurt?
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she wasn't permitted to leave again. her time of exploration was deemed to be worth looking into for research, but too dangerous for one with a body like hers. that's what he told her.
she was still weak. and she didn't know why.
there was nothing that stopped her from killing that creature. frankly, if she never bled, she would've.
seeing them be afraid of her made her understand her father's statement. to never feel fear. it was weak.
but she wasn't afraid of them. they were scrawny, inexperienced, and most likely had a foul mouth. the pain in her wrist was minor, in comparison to previous experiences. but this was the first time she ever bled.
...maybe there was something she could do about this.
she had to.
she wanted father to trust her.
she was strong.
she was smart.
she was lonely.
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skyiovecrvz · 1 year
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I'm finally watching SPOP S5 and it brings me chills abt how accurate the Christianity/Cult emblems are with Horde Prime.
When he repeatedly calls Hordak "little brother" (despite his disdain for him) and when he called Catra "little sister".
And especially when he said this: "I made you in my image, but you have become an abomination. And so, you must be reborn."
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thegroundhogdidit · 1 year
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Dreamworks Villains Bracket Quarterfinals
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tropicalcryptid · 6 months
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Ok so She-Ra pulled such a great hat trick with Hordak's characterization, and I LOVE it
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One of my favorite things about 2018 She-Ra is Hordak's story and development (and Entrapdak cough but that's not the point of this particular post), and the cleverest thing is that so much of it is actually being set up and told to us in seasons 1 and 2 before we even realize that that's what's happening.
When we first see Hordak in the show, he's giving "generic evil overlord" vibes. Garden-variety baddie. Maybe a little more reasonable than some and clearly capable of long-term thinking, but that just serves to make him intimidating. Everything about him--the way he runs his empire, his armor, his color scheme, his minion, his Villainous Eye Makeup(TM), even his name--are all projecting to the audience "yup, Acme Bad Guy here. Move right along."
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But then, backstory. And everything snaps into focus. Not only is it one of the first big oh SHIT moments of the show, where we suddenly zoom out and realize that there is SO much more going on than we realized--it's also the start of the audience seeing Hordak as a character rather than an archetype. Suddenly we realize that he's not conquering Etheria because he wants power, or hates happiness and sparkles, or whatever--he's doing it out of a desperate attempt to prove his worth to his brother/creator/god. This moment where Hordak lets Entrapta in is also the moment the show lets us in on what makes our favorite spacebat tick.
On top of that, we've also seen him bonding with Entrapta and opening up to this person that he respects and trusts...probably the only person he's ever respected or trusted apart from Prime. And she's Etherian--someone of a lower species, someone he's supposed to subjugate, someone who he has been raised and trained and programmed and mind-controlled into believing is below him in every way.
But instead she's brilliant and creative and mesmerizing. She's not afraid of him, and she's fascinated with his work. For the first time since being abandoned by Prime, Hordak finally has someone that he can talk to, who is on his level and both understands and cares about the science! (because he is a giant nerd). She's kind to him, a mere defect. And it just sends his whole worldview into a spin, and that's all before--
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Bam, mans is a goner. Entrapta's "Imperfections are beautiful" comment punches right through all the toxic bs that Hordak has been steeped in his entire life. You can see on his face here--I think it's the moment Hordak fell in love with Entrapta, but this is also the face of a spacebat reevaluating his entire worldview. If Entrapta, who is amazing, believes something different from Prime...what does that mean? If Entrapta, who is brilliant, believes that he is worth something, and that she herself is a failure...
Well. We know what happens after that, and how Hordak begins to doubt, and eventually fights back against Prime (and remembers his love for Entrapta after TWO mind wipes help my heart ack). But we also get to see what life in the Galactic Horde looks like: the only life Hordak ever knew before coming to Etheria.
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It's not nice.
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It's really not nice.
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Prime operates in a very specific way, and we learn a lot about it in season 5. Prime expects complete obedience, devotion and worship from his clones. He allows no individuality from his subjects, not even a name. Failure or deviations are punished, mind-wiped, or destroyed. We even learn from Wrong Hordak that facial expressions are considered a privilege reserved for Prime (apart from, presumably, expressions of rapture caused by being around Prime).
And once we learn all of this, suddenly thinking about season 1 Hordak becomes very interesting indeed. The time we spend with the Galactic Horde and Prime throws absolutely everything that we know about Hordak into a whole new context. Now all those traits that made him a generic villain are actually hugely effective characterization! And what that characterization is telling us is that Hordak had already moved much farther away from Prime than we (or, probably, he) had realized, even long before he met Entrapta.
Horde Prime does not allow his underlings to have names, personalities, or any differences of appearance. Not only does Hordak allow this among his own troops, he chose a name for himself as well! Season 5 tells us that his very name is an act of blasphemy against his god. And yet Hordak took one for himself, and that name is part of the core identity he is able to hold on to when rebelling against Prime.
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Horde Prime cast Hordak out when he showed signs of physical imperfections. Hordak not only keeps Imp (who is by all appearances a failed clone or similar experiment) around, he treats Imp more gently than we see him treat anybody or anything before Entrapta. Imp is not simply "generic evil guy's minion," he is proof of Hordak's capacity for compassion, and evidence that Hordak cannot bring himself to cast aside "defects" as easily as Prime. Considering where Hordak came from, Imp's existence is a huge, flashing neon sign telling the audience this guy here is better than the hell that molded him, and we don't even realize it until 4 seasons after it's been shown to us!
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Very cool, ND.
There's more, though. Hordak's red and black color scheme? His dark eye makeup and lipstick? Very Evil Overlord chic. But nope! Actually these are actually expressions of individuality on a level that Hordak knows would be abhorrent to Prime!
Reading between the lines, I see this as Hordak desperately trying to reconcile two diametrically opposed beliefs in his head: (1) devotion to Prime, whose approval he desperately craves, and (2) maintaining some degree of unique personhood, of Hordak, from which to draw strength. Because a failed, defective clone cannot survive on a hostile world, cut off from the hivemind and from Prime's light. A failed clone cannot create an empire to offer Prime as tribute, nor build a spacetime portal from scraps and memory to call Prime back. A failed clone cannot create cybernetic armor to keep his hurting, weakened body alive; to force himself to keep going no matter what, to fight through the pain and the doubt by sheer force of will.
But maybe Hordak can.
And so there it is. Hordak had plenty of time to gain and explore his individuality while separated from Prime, but I think the reason he did it so effectively (while still deluding himself that Prime would forgive him for these little sins, if only Hordak could prove his value) is because he had to.
Wrong Hordak gained his individuality surrounded by kind, quirky people who took care of him; Hordak was ripped from the hivemind by Prime himself and had to fight for his survival against all odds. And that produced a dangerous and damaging foe for Etheria. But it also produced the one clone with the strength of will to defy Prime himself.
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This is long and rambling, but ultimately my point is that 1) I love Hordak, and 2) I love love love love that the show was so clever about his characterization. We learn so much about him and how much progress he's already made in breaking from his psycho abusive cult upbringing, and we don't even recognize it until the show wants us to. Hordak had come so far, all on his own, before he met Entrapta. She just helped push him over the edge and finally realize (at least consciously) that Prime's worldview might not be the correct one.
Idk, I just don't know if I've ever seen all the trappings of Basic 80's Villain(TM) so successfully subverted, where looking back 4 seasons later is actually a smack in the face with the "effective character building" stick. Amazing.
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littlelynel · 7 months
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My Catradora AU where they defeat Horde Prime as a power couple. Don’t have a story written out, but the visual was in my head. If anyone feels like writing a story inspired by the pic definitely let me know! Would love to read it 🥰
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kaiwuzherenz · 5 months
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okay wait. pause
WHAT!
kkkkkkkkkkk... i know everything that catra has done during S1-4 but to still blame her after S5
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okay people...im so not going to ramble about this
i am
anyway! if you cant give catra just the benfit of the doubt i mean like. She tried to change.. Glimmer help her see that she wanted to change for the better. and what did catra do? she saved glimmer from horde prime
then we see that because catra did this, horde prime was very angry....
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and then catra got chipped.......... adora offers to take her home. S1-4 Catra would have said no at any cost, but S5 catra is changing for the better
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because of this again, horde prime gets angry again and then snap..just killed catra on the spot
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adora then jumps down to save catra (ngl watching this, i throught adora basiclly just killed herself but u know she lived)
now we have catra back, the one how wants to change (FOR THE BETTER i must add) Entrapta helps to get the chip out of catras neck, while the ship is going through a belt in space.... Catra trys to say no for this help, knowing that she had hurt entrapta and sent her to beast island.. Entrapta doesnt even care and helps catra, very sorry when she hits one of catras nerves in her neck..
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s1-4 catra would have prob attacked entrapta, but s5 catra qucikly calms downs so entrapta could contune
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the chip gets removed, and catra sees that entrapta doesnt hate her...and before entrapta could leave, catra stops her
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heres the thing i must point out too. S1-4 catra could say sorry or smth like that, but s5 catra says sorry and means it... PART 2 LATER CUZ I NEED A BREAK NGL!!!!!!!!!
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saturn-leia · 5 months
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another art school study that became a she-ra fanart bc why not
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turtle-ly · 1 year
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Half of Catra's backstory from this fic
Another memory bubbles up, this time of Captain Prime towering over her, about a year after she took down Hordak. They were standing on the deck of his flagship. 
“We specialize in relocating… extraordinary creatures like you, miss Catra.” She couldn't help but shudder at the word choice. “Such fascinating beings are not made to be hidden,” Long, firm fingers, different from Hordak's bony ones, moved past her chin to rest on her shoulder. Catra had to will herself not to flinch. The man smiled. "Our crew, the Horde, give them the chance to be brought into light. Appreciated,” -his grip tightened- “Utilized.” 
She felt suffocated under his gaze. “Magicats are not rare but they aren’t quite common outside of the mainland, you would make an excellent trophy in the more desolate kingdoms up north, I'm sure. Though I am more interested in your abilities. Your keen eyes, to be exact,” His stare turned hungry. Catra’s ears pinned back. “Your senses. Think of the brilliant hunter I could bring out of you. It would be a shame to waste all this talent on this small seaside town, don’t you think?” 
When Prime’s hands left her, the chill on her skin did not fade. He took a step back, as if to give her the space of choice, and declared.
“Miss Catra, you will be of use to us yet.”
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blindwildnoise · 1 year
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Hello, this might be one of the most ridiculous designs I’ve ever did. And that’s only the beginning!
Horde Primal sure is a funny pun, but I think he would still use some sort of a name at this point in time. Maybe I should steal Anillis Kur?
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thefanartisthoho · 1 month
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WHY HE'S SO BIG????? I DIDN'T CHANGED ANYTHIN IN PRIME SIZE, HE'S LITERALLY THAT BIG
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(KEEP IN MIND THAT HORDAK IS TALLER THAN THE AVERAGE CLONE)
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while hordak shoulder match with she-ra chin, horde prime shoulder matches SHE-RA entire head, like???????
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lightlavenders · 11 days
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as much as i hate horde prime i gotta admire how he showed up and humbled the fuck out of everyone. like SO many characters had an Oh Fuck moment where they realised there was so much more to everything than whatever feelings they had about the war on etheria. like he's the fucked up reason why catra and adora managed to rekindle their bond. and why glimmer was able to see she was wrong and apologise to the best friend squad. and the catalyst for glimmer and catra's friendship. and why hordak was able to realise he cared more about the genuine love he had from one person on etheria than anything else he'd ever achieved there. in conclusion I LOVE SEASON 5 YOU CAN PRY IT FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS.
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even MORE momtrapta ( kinda badass edition??? )
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she was restrained by their grips on her arms, and her squirming did very little to help her escape. with a kick to the back of her leg, she fell on her knees with a grunt, her head hanging low.
"you will look at me when i speak, little scientist," a cold voice, thinly veiling their rage, echoed through the throne room.
she didn't move.
she didn't speak.
she was grabbed by the back of her neck and head, jerked upward to face the man covered in white and green. "oh, i'm sorry," entrapta spoke up, with sarcasm lacing. "did the little scientist ruin your plans?" the being above her narrowed his eyes, and the woman felt a harsh tug on her hair, making her give a short yell in agitation.
"you were devoted to the horde. and you will be devoted to me," he stated almost carelessly, like she was a pawn in his game that he could throw away, should she continue defying.
but entrapta would gladly be thrown away if it meant keeping her firefly safe.
with a cackle, she responded. "you really think that? how do you think the horde is in shambles?!" her eyes went wide and she pushed herself forward, strands of hair loosening. her grin was almost foul. "the moment they lost, i just finished the job. as for you, i was never-" she laughed more, her breathing becoming heavy. "-ever on your side. you were simply of use to me."
her jaw was suddenly gripped tightly, nails digging into her skin. she gritted her teeth. "explain to me how i, horde prime, who sees all could be of use to a thing such as you?" he asked, rhetorically, condescendingly.
entrapta huffed with another grin.
"because if you could really see all, adora would be in your hands right now."
the nails pierced through her skin, making her twitch hard and wince at the feeling of blood escaping. "what? losing yourself? is the great, all-seeing horde prime realizing his defeat?" she spat out, to which horde prime dropped her immediately, her head hanging low and blood leaking to the floor.
"...you still have time, little scientist. just a few tweaks, and you'll be with us soon," he simply said. the clones pulled the woman back up, her legs weak from the force they were put under.
"take her to a cell. we must make preparations."
entrapta was practically dragged and thrown into one, her breathing shaky as she placed her hand over her jawline and cheeks, then looked at her glove, which was stained with maroon.
swallowing, feeling metal on her tongue, she stood, her balance needing a moment or two. resting against a wall, she let out a deep exhale of breath. "don't come here, firefly..." she whispered to practically nothing, her eyes closing.
"i can't lose you."
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take this as a rewrite of that one scene in s5 where catra thought she did something, lol
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