yourfellowhuman07

[yourfellowhuman07]

Everyone shut up about Taylor the REAL MVP IS BACKKKK

[yourfellowhuman07]

The ending we all deserved.

She just needed 5 minutes alone with She-Ra sword :)

#entrapta #horde prime #entrapdak

[yourfellowhuman07]

Plot armor but it’s Bruce Wayne’s wealth.

Bruce is one of the richest men in the world. Bruce does not want to be one of the richest men in world.

He starts by implementing high starting salaries and full health care coverages for all levels at Wayne Enterprises. This in vastly improves retention and worker productivity, and WE profits soar. He increases PTO, grants generous parental and family leave, funds diversity initiatives, boosts salaries again. WE is ranked “#1 worker-friendly corporation”, and productively and profits soar again.

Ok, so clearly investing his workers isn’t the profit-destroying doomed strategy his peers claim it is. Bruce is going to keep doing it obviously (his next initiative is to ensure all part-time and contractors get the same benefits and pay as full time employees), but he is going to have to find a different way to dump his money.

But you know what else is supposed to be prohibitively expensive? Green and ethical initiatives. Yes, Bruce can do that. He creates and fund a 10 year plan to covert all Wayne facilities to renewable energy. He overhauls all factories to employ the best environmentally friendly practices and technologies. He cuts contracts with all suppliers that engage in unethical employment practices and pays for other to upgrade their equipment and facilities to meet WE’s new environmental and safety requirements. He spares no expense.

Yeah, Wayne Enterprises is so successful that they spin off an entire new business arm focused on helping other companies convert to environmentally friendly and safe practices like they did in an efficient, cost effective, successful way.

Admittedly, investing in his own company was probably never going to be the best way to get rid of his wealth. He slashes his own salary to a pittance (god knows he has more money than he could possibly know what to do with already) and keeps investing the profits back into the workers, and WE keeps responding with nearly terrifying success.

So WE is a no-go, and Bruce now has numerous angry billionaires on his back because they’ve been claiming all these measures he’s implementing are too expensive to justify for decades and they’re finding it a little hard to keep the wool over everyone’s eyes when Idiot Softheart Bruice Wayne has money spilling out his ears. BUT Bruce can invest in Gotham. That’ll go well, right?

Gotham’s infrastructure is the OSHA anti-Christ and even what little is up to code is constantly getting destroyed by Rogue attacks. Surely THAT will be a money sink.

Except the only non-corrupt employer in Gotham city is….Wayne Enterprises. Or contractors or companies or businesses that somehow, in some way or other, feed back to WE. Paying wholesale for improvement to Gotham’s infrastructure somehow increases WE’s profits.

Bruce funds a full system overhaul of Gotham hospital (it’s not his fault the best administrative system software is WE—he looked), he sets up foundations and trusts for shelters, free clinics, schools, meal plans, day care, literally anything he can think of.

Gotham continues to be a shithole. Bruce Wayne continues to be richer than god against his Batman-ingrained will.

Oh, and Bruice Wayne is no longer viewed as solely a spoiled idiot nepo baby. The public responds by investing in WE and anything else he owns, and stop doing this, please.

Bruce sets up a foundation to pay the college tuition of every Gotham citizen who applies. It’s so successful that within 10 years, donations from previous recipients more than cover incoming need, and Bruce can’t even donate to his own charity.

But by this time, Bruce has children. If he can’t get rid of his wealth, he can at least distribute it, right?

Except Dick Grayson absolutely refuses to receive any of his money, won’t touch his trust fund, and in fact has never been so successful and creative with his hacking skills as he is in dumping the money BACK on Bruce. Jason died and won’t legally resurrect to take his trust fund. Tim has his own inherited wealth, refuses to inherit more, and in fact happily joins forces with Dick to hack accounts and return whatever money he tries to give them. Cass has no concept of monetary wealth and gives him panicked, overwhelmed eyes whenever he so much as implies offering more than $100 at once. Damian is showing worrying signs of following in his precious Richard’s footsteps, and Babs barely allows him to fund tech for the Clocktower. At least Steph lets him pay for her tuition and uses his credit card to buy unholy amounts of Batburger. But that is hardly a drop in the ocean of Bruce’s wealth. And she won’t even accept a trust fund of only one million.

Jason wins for best-worst child though because he currently runs a very lucrative crime empire. And although he pours the vast, vast majority of his profits back into Crime Alley, whenever he gets a little too rich for his tastes, he dumps the money on Bruce. At this point, Bruce almost wishes he was being used for money laundering because then he’s at least not have the money.

So children—generous, kindhearted, stubborn till the day they die the little shits, children—are also out.

Bruce was funding the Justice League. But then finances were leaked, and the public had an outcry over one man holding so much sway over the world’s superheroes (nevermind Bruce is one of those superheroes—but the public can’t know that). So Bruce had to do some fancy PR trickery, concede to a policy of not receiving a majority of funds from one individual, and significantly decrease his contributions because no one could match his donations.

At his wits end, Bruce hires a team of accounts to search through every crinkle and crevice of tax law to find what loopholes or shortcuts can be avoided in order to pay his damn taxes to the MAX.

The results are horrifying. According to the strictest definition of the law, the government owes him money.

Bruce burns the report, buries any evidence as deeply as he can, and organizes a foundation to lobby for FAR higher taxation of the upper class.

All this, and Wayne Enterprises is happily chugging along, churning profit, expanding into new markets, growing in the stock market, and trying to force the credit and proportionate compensation on their increasingly horrified CEO.

Bruce Wayne is one of the richest men in the world. Bruce Wayne will never not be one of the richest men in the world.

But by GOD is he trying.

[yourfellowhuman07]

[yourfellowhuman07]

Alliance of the Heart Reached 1,000 Hits on AO3!!!!!!!

I can’t believe we reached it in this short amount of time!

I’d just like to say how grateful I am to all of my readers and followers on here. This has been something Ive wanted to do since I joined the fandom back in 2020, and I’m so glad you guys seem to like my ramblings.

I love you all so much and you guys have really made my day with this!

I plan on releasing something in the next day or two as a celebration present for everyone (if you can call it that).

Anyways, thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart, and if you are reading this, thank you for celebrating with me!

#hordak #spop #entrapta #entrapdak #she ra #hyperfixation #fanfic #spop fanfic

[yourfellowhuman07]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you. 💖

(no pressure!)

Firstly, I love Jesus. He died for my sins and leads the best example of kindness and virtue. All around stand-up guy.

Secondly, Entrapdak, since it is my longest hyperfixation (going on five years now). Those two are absolutely perfect for each other and I have so much fanfic inspiration from them.

Thirdly, arts and crafts. I love to paint, sew, and make various pieces of jewelry and accessories.

Fourthly, I love all artistic animated movies. Whether it be Disney, Laika, DreamWorks, or Ghibli their artistic pieces of work captivate me with their stunning visuals and masterful storytelling.

Finally, I love all types of musicals. I love all types of musicals, whether they be big and dramatic, fun yet emotional, or witty and fun.

Thank you so much for asking!

#entrapdak #arts and crafts #jesus christ #faith in jesus #animation #musicals

[yourfellowhuman07]

Explanation

Alright, as I've developed my writing skills and my timeline, I've had the urge to rewrite my pot-war fic: Where do we go now?

Firstly, as I've thought more about the timeline, there are many other ways I could potentially explain future plot points. Also, there are multiple scenes, I feel like, I could rewrite infinitely better, such as character interactions and choosing what aspects to focus on.

I also think it will be a more realistic look at what would have transpired after the war because I let everything fall into place way too conveniently.

I also feel like I've gotten to know the characters much more and I have better ways to establish their character in my fics. Also, I've mapped out their world better in my head, so they can interact with it better in this version.

Of course, the original version will still be available to all my readers both on Tumblr and Ao3 to registered members.

While I do definitely know I'll be rewriting it, I mostly ran this poll to see how it would be received and if people would be interested in reading it.

Thank you so much for giving me your time!

#hordak #spop #entrapta #entrapdak #she ra #hyperfixation #fanfic #spop fanfic

[yourfellowhuman07]

The Art!

The Dialogue!

The FLUFF!

Amazing work as always.

I’m sure Entrapta was devastated when she realized that she really had been left behind by her supposed friends. And that they wouldn’t be coming back. This certainly led to sleepless nights for her. Hordak, on the other hand, seems to have his own reasons for not being able to sleep... but in the end, their reasons don’t seem very different to me.

Anyways!

Hiiiii my friends I’m back from the dead! 💜

Sorry for my inactivity (again) but this last year of school is extremely stressful for me, which is why I can‘t find the time or energy to draw or interact on social media much:P

At the moment I have a lil bit more time so I was finally able to finish this comic^^ Hope you enjoy!!!✨

#entrapta x hordak #hordak #entrapta #entrapdak #spop

[yourfellowhuman07]

[yourfellowhuman07]

#magenta #color theory #color #hyperspecific poll #tumblr polls

[yourfellowhuman07]

TYSM!

You’re amazing!

OKAY so APPARENTLY it’s impossible to do a screenshot/ screen record anything on Netflix, so I need the help of the Entrapdak fandom.

I’m currently working a slide show about my fictional crushes, and I’m adding Hordak because of course I will.

I really want this specific frame of Hordak at 13:18 seconds of “Heart Pt 2” where he longingly looking at Entrapta after calling her a “friend” while dangling Prime off a ledge (aka one of his most iconic moments).

He looked so beautiful, pretty, and handsome in that frame, and I need it to properly convey how gorgeous this man is.

I’ve looked on Google, Tumblr, Pinterest, even Wikipedia, but I can’t find it anywhere!

That’s why I must humbly ask if anyone has that specific image and if they can post it or send it to me.

(Also if you have any other screen shots or quotes you think I need to have, you have my permission to share)

(Also, also I’ll find a way to show you all the slideshow)

Thank you for your time; I love you all.

💙💜💙💜💙

[yourfellowhuman07]

for you my friend, hope it's the right one

GOD BLESS YOU!

I hope you have the most amazing day ever and all your dreams come true my friend!

You are a beautiful person!

🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[yourfellowhuman07]

OKAY so APPARENTLY it’s impossible to do a screenshot/ screen record anything on Netflix, so I need the help of the Entrapdak fandom.

I’m currently working a slide show about my fictional crushes, and I’m adding Hordak because of course I will.

I really want this specific frame of Hordak at 13:18 seconds of “Heart Pt 2” where he longingly looking at Entrapta after calling her a “friend” while dangling Prime off a ledge (aka one of his most iconic moments).

He looked so beautiful, pretty, and handsome in that frame, and I need it to properly convey how gorgeous this man is.

I’ve looked on Google, Tumblr, Pinterest, even Wikipedia, but I can’t find it anywhere!

That’s why I must humbly ask if anyone has that specific image and if they can post it or send it to me.

(Also if you have any other screen shots or quotes you think I need to have, you have my permission to share)

(Also, also I’ll find a way to show you all the slideshow)

Thank you for your time; I love you all.

💙💜💙💜💙

#hordak #spop #entrapta #entrapdak #she ra #hyperfixation

[yourfellowhuman07]

friendly reminder that in ‘no princesses left behind’, seahawk gets lost, bumps into scorpia and alerts her that the rebellion is in the fright zone. and no one gets mad at him. but when entrapta tries to get more information about the horde tech and also rescues seahawk, suddenly she’s the biggest nuisance in the world. the ableism is really ableisming.

#and people wonder why Entrapta would want to stay with the Horde #seriously how is the “evil horde” the people who are accepting of other people and their differences #nuance #never heard of it #spop critical #spop salt #spop discourse #spop #spop criticism #she ra #ableism tw

[yourfellowhuman07]

Alliances of the Heart

A She-Ra: Princess of Power 2018 fanfiction

For centuries, the All Princess Ball has been a time for the nobility of Etheria to let loose. Flaunting their power, prestige, and fashion for all to see. The ball had always been politically neutral, but, as tension from the war rises, not everyone is so keen to forget what happens beyond the walls of Castle Chill.

Lord Hordak, along with Princess Scorpia and Force Captian Catra, have come to the party to make alliances and find out everything there is to know about their enemies. Careful to not arouse the suspicion of the Princess Alliance.

Princess Entrapta, being the scientist she is, decides to come to the party to decode the secrets of body language, despite getting the same data from every other party she has ever attended.

When the two rulers cross paths, their plans flip on their heads as the two grow closer. Now it is up to Catra and Scorpia to push the two together as Adora and Glimmer stick their noses where they do not belong.

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Chapter 10: The Right Step

Adora joined the party right as the doors opened, her eyes zeroing in on Frosta, who sat on her throne. Fighting her impulses, Adora stayed with the ranks of the crowd and surveyed the endless sea of partygoers. Despite entering with Perfuma, Bow quickly joined Glimmer’s side while Perfuma left to join her other friends. Sweet Bee was still melancholy, while the Star Sisters left a trail of giggles behind them. Catra and Scorpia were still upholding their air of friendliness (Adora was still convinced they were up to something). Also, she noticed Mermista and Sea Hawk were nowhere to be found.

Then Adora, unfortunately, noticed Hordak entering, and annoyance washed over her. Hordak had won over Entrapta, and Adora was still bitter and baffled Entrapta would ever want to join his side, but it didn’t matter now. Adora had a mission, and it will not be hindered by one warlord.

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Hordak had entered the ballroom, looking like a lost puppy as he searched for Princess Entrapta.

After careful observation, he deemed the princess late and told himself that was fine. To pass the time, he checked in with Catra and Scorpia.

“Have you learned anything new?” Hordak, who was already sipping on a glass of wine, asked.

“Huh,” Catra looked up at the warlord with a slightly apathetic expression, “Oh, nothing much, just useless gossip.”

Hordak’s face was pulled into a tight line. Despite the welcomed distraction Princess Entrapta provided, Hordak still wanted his original plans carried out. Also, Hordak didn't appreciate how flippantly Catra had started to regard him.

“Sorry, Lord Hordak.” Scorpia, who was still firm in her respect, commented.

“Never mind that,” the volume of Hordak’s voice dropped, “go after some of the other princesses and government officials who are not in the Alliance. We need as many people on our side as we can get.”

“What about,” Catra mused, glancing over to Frosta.

“No,” Hordak replied firmly. “Frosta is strict about Prom etiquette, and if she suspects we are trying to convert her, she could throw us out of the party entirely.”

The two Force Captains gave the warlord a short nod.

Across the ballroom, another set of doors opened, letting in Princess Entrapta. At the sight, Hordak’s posture straightened and his ears perked in attention.

But, Hordak’s attention dissipated as he picked up the sound of his Force Captains whispering and giggling to each other.

“What?” Hordak questions defensively, while his ears flicked downward.

“Oh nothing,” Catra sighed and began to pull Scorpia away. “You can return to your princess, Lord Hordak.”

“We’ll take care of everything!” Scorpia shouted as she and Catra disappeared into the glittering crowd.

Hordak rolled his eyes and brushed off his embarrassment as he walked toward the princess, placing down his glass while adjusting his cape and hair along the way.

When Hordak got close enough to fully see the princess, he was floored. His first observation was she was wearing the coat, despite the heat of the castle. Then he took in the rest of her ensemble. Instead of her usual overalls, she wore beige trousers, and white ballet flats replaced her work boots. Most interesting was the fact she had her hair in a high ponytail and her bangs were pushed up and hung over a pair of red-lens goggles.

The two finally took their places next to each other while Hordak attempted to calm his nerves.

“Hi, Hordak!” Entrapta greeted, as jovial as ever.

“Good evening, princess.” Hordak gave her a small bow. “I see you received your gift.”

“Yeah, I love it! It’s so versatile and comfy!” She gushed as she hugged herself and the coat. “This is the best gift anyone has ever gotten me.” She assured, a warm smile spreading across her face.

A warm feeling bloomed in Hordak’s chest, which was evident by the pink lightly dusting Hordak’s cheeks and ears. He cleared his throat, simultaneously trying to calm down the beating in his chest and ripping his eyes from Entrapta’s sparkling ones.

“Would you,” Hordak mused as his heart finally steadied, “like to return to the gardens?” Hordak offered his arm to the princess, which she gladly took.

“Of course!” Entrapta exclaimed as she began to drag away Hordak. “I’ve already thought of  87 design ideas for those bots you were talking about!”

“Sounds delightful.”

The pair made their way to the gardens through a corridor Entrapta had found on her way to the party (while Hordak tried to hide his embarrassment of not finding this earlier).

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An hour passed and Adora finally found an opening to talk to Frosta. She was standing next to a snack table with no guards around her. Now, Adora just needs to approach her correctly.

It was evident Frosta was a stickler for Princess Prom rules and etiquette, so recruiting her wouldn’t be possible until after the event had ended. Instead, Adora focused on befriending and gaining her trust first, then slowly introducing her to the rest of the Alliance. When she is on their side personally, it should be easier to get her on their side politically. Also, if they were successful, perhaps some of the smaller kingdoms would follow Frosta’s lead.

It was a (hopefully) fool-proof plan.

Adora approached the table, hoping she appeared casual. She poured herself a glass of punch and gave it a sip, savoring the sweet drink. She pretended to innocently look around until Frosta locked eyes with her.

“Good evening, revered hostess.” Adora gave a short, yet firm, bow.

“Adora,” she replied with a regal yet dismissive tone. “Are you enjoying the festivities?” She asked, plucking a strawberry off the table.

“Of course, your highness.” Adora could feel her hands get clammy as an awkward tension started to form. “I would just like to say sorry for disrespecting you and the rules of Princess Prom. It was improper of me and I regret every moment of it.” Adora gave another bow as her nervous eyes were trained on Frosta’s expression.

“Apology accepted,” Frosta assured, lifting the weight on Adora’s shoulders. “This party puts me in an awkward place in terms of keeping to the rules, and I need to be firm and fair to all guests. Besides, this is your first ball, correct?”

“I understand, and yes, it is.”

“Then you have slight leeway.” Frosta paused, thinking about her next move. “I am not ignorant, Adora. I know, as a child ruler, I am in a precarious position. Many people expect little of me, so I need to keep a firm grip to command respect. I especially can’t have people causing problems at my first ball,” Frosta explained, her eyes keeping an unyielding gaze on Adora.

“I understand, hostess.”

“Good,” Frosta replied with a nod. “Walk with me.” Frosta began to move, waving at Adora to follow her.

The two walked across the floor and up the stairs to the second level of the ballroom, stopping infront of the railing.

“While, on the surface, this can be seen as just another party, this represents something bigger.” Frosta gestured toward the crowd. “It is the representation of peace between our nations and a chance for us to see our countries are not just masses of land, but people with thoughts and feelings.” Frosta turned to face Adora directly. “I know it is the sacred duty of She-Ra to protect our planet, but I can not afford to rattle the foundations of this event.” Frosta sighed. “I can’t stop you from thinking about or watching the members of the Horde, but just try to keep it under wraps.”

“As you command, revered hostess.” Adora gave her final bow, and the two went their separate ways.

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When she got out of sight, Adora took a deep breath and leaned against a wall.

Not 100% how she hoped it would pan out, but it was a step in the right direction.

#hordak #spop #entrapta #entrapdak #she ra #hyperfixation #fanfic #spop fanfic #shera #adora #frosta #princess prom

[yourfellowhuman07]

I thought since, while it isn’t my first, AotH is my most popular fic, so I thought I should do something special. I was thinking I could FINALLY finish that map I started to make, and I could break down how each of the kingdoms governments are structured and run. However, if you have any other better ideas, please share (if you want to)!

So, if you’re interested in seeing something like that, make sure to share and keep reading my story.

Love you all (platonically)!!!!!!!

(Also, I’ve already got something special in mind when I reach 100 followers on Tumblr)

#hordak #spop #entrapta #entrapdak #she ra #hyperfixation #fanfic #spop fanfic #shera

[yourfellowhuman07]

Alliances of the Heart

A She-Ra: Princess of Power 2018 fanfiction

For centuries, the All Princess Ball has been a time for the nobility of Etheria to let loose. Flaunting their power, prestige, and fashion for all to see. The ball had always been politically neutral, but, as tension from the war rises, not everyone is so keen to forget what happens beyond the walls of Castle Chill.

Lord Hordak, along with Princess Scorpia and Force Captian Catra, have come to the party to make alliances and find out everything there is to know about their enemies. Careful to not arouse the suspicion of the Princess Alliance.

Princess Entrapta, being the scientist she is, decides to come to the party to decode the secrets of body language, despite getting the same data from every other party she has ever attended.

When the two rulers cross paths, their plans flip on their heads as the two grow closer. Now it is up to Catra and Scorpia to push the two together as Adora and Glimmer stick their noses where they do not belong.

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Okay, I know it's been a couple months since I posted another chapter, but life has been hectic lately and creativity is a struggle. Hopefully, as the school year winds down, I can find the time and creativity to write.

As always, thank you for reading!

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Chapter 9: A Gift

Adora paced around her room, muttering to herself like a madwoman. She had miserably failed to get Entrapta to join the Alliance, and she had spent most of her time beating herself up for it. 

In the days before the Ball, Adora had crafted a master plan to grow the membership of the Alliance (despite Glimmer telling her she was supposed to have fun). She was going to go after Entrapta first, but Hordak snatched her up before Adora could have a real conversation with her. Adora hoped she could change Entrapta’s mind about joining the Horde; however, because Entrapta and Hordak were nowhere to be found last night she was already too far gone. Thus, that left Princess Frosta and Prince Peekablue (if he ever decides to show up); therefore, right now, Frosta is her biggest target.

As Adora paced up and down her room, a plan was forming in her head. Based on her past interactions with Frosta, Adora needed to handle this carefully. She clearly can’t treat her like a child or someone her age. Right now Princess Frosta is her superior. It’s her castle, so Adora has to play her game.

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Entrapta checked to see if she had everything she needed in her pockets; they were. She wiped the smudges off her goggles and mask until they were as clear as they could be. She ate a small snack and she checked her pockets again. She looked up at the digital clock on the wall;  still, 30 minutes till the party started again. The princess sighed and flopped back on the bed. 

Since her interaction with the Warlord earlier, she had been itching for the party to restart. She couldn’t exactly explain why she was so eager to see the warlord, but she hoped with time, that would be revealed to her with more research. However, for now, she will use friendship as a band-aid for her indecision.

Suddenly, there was a knocking at the door, snapping Entrapta back to reality.

The princess shot up from her bed and stumbled towards the door. She ripped open the door and looked up to see- nothing. Her shoulders slumped and she looked to her eye level, seeing one of the guards clad in a giant coat making them look like a giant marshmallow.

“You’re Princess Entrapta of Dryl, right?” They asked with a voice akin to stale crackers. 

Entrapta nodded as her confusion grew.

“Then this is for you.” The guard shoved a box into the princess’s hands and turned away to walk down the hall.

Thankfully, Entrapta didn’t give much thought to the guard’s attitude; instead, she focused on the box in her hand. The box was a deep plum with a thick, silver ribbon wrapped around it and forming a bow on top. Entrapta flipped the package around to see there was no note.

She sat the box on her bed and tugged at the end of the ribbon. She gently lifted the top of the box, revealing another package wrapped in tissue paper with an envelope sitting on top. Eyes widening, she half-hazardly ripped into the envelope. 

“So you don’t get cold.”

A smile painted Entraptas face as she reread the sharp cursive, running a gloved thumb over the lines script.

After reading the note for a final time, she turned her attention to the paper package. As gently as her excitement would let her, she pinched the paper in the middle and tore it apart. Her eyes widened when she took in the sight of a neatly folded coat.

Like the box, the outside was a deep plum, while the lining was a perfect white that looked like lamb’s wool. Entrapta took off both gloves and ran her hands over the fabric. The plum fabric was smooth and silky while the lining was impossibly fluffy and scratched an itch in Entrapta’s brain she didn’t know she had. She gingerly picked up the coat, noticing how the bottom hem was shorter in the front than in the back. She continued her examination, noting how, despite zipping in the front, there were buttons that could only be for decoration. She noticed the large, enchanted hood that could fit the tops of her twin ponytails, and it could easily be detached! Entrapta slipped on the coat, which was perfectly tailored to her, feeling all the various pockets until a small zipper at the hems caught her attention. She unzipped the hems and discovered the white fluff was removable, creating a lighter coat!

As Entrapta admired the craftsmanship of the piece, her earlier ponderings crept up her spine and into her mind.

It was obvious that Hordak was responsible for the gift, only serving to complicate Entrapta’s already confusing perception of the warlord. However, Entrapta’s rationality was firm in the notion this was an act of friendship, despite the fact this was the most thoughtful gesture someone had directed toward the princess.

Before she continued down that mental rabbit hole, Entrapta caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. It was rare Entrapta would stand infront of a mirror and scrutinize her outfit. She saw how grubby her overalls and top were compared to the lavish coat, and she started to regret her fashion choices. Not because she felt insecure, but because she felt bad she could get the coat dirty. 

She looks over her shoulder and eyes the suitcase thrown into the corner of the room.

Before Entrapta arrived in the Kingdom of Snows, Morrella visited her and, upon seeing what the princess was packing, insisted she bring along something fancier. Entrapta, of course, insisted she wouldn’t need them, but Morella insisted. Eventually, the two met in the middle, and Entrapta packed a couple of blouses and trousers.

Now, she was thankful Morella was so insistent.

#hordak #spop #entrapta #entrapdak #she ra #fanfic #hyperfixation #spop fanfic #adora