Yes. Hordak Would Try To Do The Same Thing But Entrapta Actually Sleeps, Just Not At Normal Times.

Yes. Hordak would try to do the same thing but Entrapta actually sleeps, just not at normal times.

Entrapta: truth or dare

Hordak: truth

Entrapta: when was the last time you slept

Hordak: dare

Entrapta: take a nap

Hordak:

Hordak: I dont like this game

Cannon.

Others : Entrapta…

Hordak, an intellectual : …princess of Dryl, regent of Beast Island, queen of Space, empress of Science, leader of the LUVD Legion, she who brings ones back from the darkness into her light. Glory be to her Majesty!

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Answers

This is Entrapta X Hordak fanfic and it’s wholesome

A continuation of “Questions”

 Adora wasn’t snooping, honestly, she wasn’t! She had wanted to check on Entrapta, that was absolutely all it was, not snooping.

 It wasn’t hard to find Entrapta. Emily was pacing back and forth outside the door to the room they’d given to Hordak. She stood there thinking about it for long enough to draw confused looks from a passing patrol guard, on their second pass.

Hordak was, well Hordak. Ruler of the Etherian Horde. He had been her superior, her commander for her entire childhood. But She-Ra had been in his head, She-Ra had reached in and pulled out the infectious monster that was Horde Prime and while she was in there she’d seen so much more.

He had been a confused, scared, lonely creature, separated from everything he knew. Just like she was when he found her. They were both helpless children. They were the same. Two lost souls, alone in a world that wasn’t theirs.

He had just wanted to feel safe again. He had been trying for so long to be someone Prime would be proud of, so he could feel safe. It’s what he had tried to give all of his soldiers. A home where they were accepted through regiment and order and rules.

But in his Horde he had never rejected the broken ones.

He had still been a bad guy, because Horde Prime was a bad guy and he was trying so hard to be just like Prime.

But for a bad guy he hadn’t been truly terrible, to his side anyway.

The Fright Zone wasn’t all bad. She had played. She had friends. She had, a mother, sort of. Hordak had made a place were all the broken imperfect creatures had felt at safe, so long as they followed the rules. From his perspective even the ration bars were a big step up from clone nutrient fluid. rations came in 2 flavors. 

He was still a bad guy, still killing the planet, people still died fighting in the battels for all those years.

But he had suffered too. She knew he had suffered. She had seen the things they did to recondition him when she was in his head. No one deserved that.

Maybe call it time served? He could do something else. Community service to fix his wrongs, maybe?

It didn’t matter, she was here to check on Entrapta, just Entrapta, right?

She pushed the door open quietly and stepped in.

Emily pushed past her once the door was opened and clinked her way over to the edge of the bed in a huff, plopping down loudly.

Entrapta was curled into a little ball laying on Hordak’s chest. It looked like they were sleeping. He wasn’t even fully on the bed, his feet were hanging off the end, still in boots. She was pretty sure he couldn’t have gotten up if he wanted to, Entrapta’s hair had him half cocooned.

Adora bit her lip. If only Bow could see this!

“Was there something you needed, Adora?” His voice was still smooth and dignified and she almost instinctually stood at attention when he spoke. His eyes had opened to a narrow slit of green.

“I uh, was just, uh, I was coming to check on Entrapta.” Adora said awkwardly.

He blinked and seemed to consider her words. “She fell asleep, again.” His brow furrowed and his gaze shifted down. “I can’t remember if it is normal for humans to need this much sleep.”

Adora could barely breath. He looked so worried. It was so cute. “After a hard day, yeah, it’s totally normal.”

He nodded and the lines on his forehead smoothed away. “Ah, then she is otherwise in acceptable health.”

Adora stared at him for a moment longer than was polite, but like, when would she ever get the chance again. “Do, do you need anything Hordak?”

His face was impassive.

“I mean, you had a hard day too. Are you okay?” Adora pressed nervously. She had only come to check on Entrapta.

His gaze flickered down to Entrapta again. “When the time comes, take her to the remains of one of the ships, or to some other piece of tech. Something she will find interesting. She will need a distraction.”

Adora had no idea what he was talking about. “What?”

“I do not have all my memories back, but they are returning, enough to know that will likely be disposed of.” He frowned. “Do not leave her alone. She will need someone to listen to her. Don’t let her hide away with her creations.” He looked so sad about it. He was talking about getting executed and he was more worried about Entrapta.

“Hordak, that’s not going to happen.” Adora said a little too loud. “Yeah, you have some things to make up for, but we aren’t going to kill you.”

He blinked at her, not comprehending.

“You’re going to live and your going to fix things. Entrapta, doesn’t need somebody, she needs you. I was in your head Hordak, I saw all of it, I know what she means to you.” Adora needed to lower her voice before she woke Entrapta.

“What is it called?” He said quietly, but urgently.

“What?” She was lost again.

He looked away. “What does she mean to me, Adora?

“Oh!” She almost laughed but the look on his face stopped her. “You really don’t know.”

He sighed. “I am unfamiliar with this, sensation. I have never felt this before, before her. It broke through Prime’s conditioning. It made me lie to Horde Prime. I tried to kill him, for her.”

She nodded smiling softly. “Yeah, love is like that.”

“Oh.” He stared at her, his ears dipped and his cheeks turned a little bit pink. Then his gaze shifted down to the still sleeping Entrapta and he stared at her with absolute wonder.

Adora quietly stepped out of the room with one last glance at Hordak’s bewilderment, cause really, it was probably the only time she’d ever see it. She had checked on Entrapta.

Entrapta was in good hands.

Mihawk, on the sidelines: don’t let them find out dear Oda please the day they find out is the day I die

Cross Guild romance AU -

Buggy makes his own explosives, which doesn't sound all that important until you sit back and think of the ramifications and knowledge required for that. Buggy is damn good with chemistry, math, physics, and I bet he was the brain to Shanks's brawn on the Oro Jackson; he'd probably have been all over Crocus whenever he could to learn more about anything and everything.

Crocodile and Mihaw don't really put the two together, given that they see Buggy primarily as an idiot and coward. It's when an epidemic spreads on the island that some odd things click into place-

Buggy has forgone the big costume, is in comfy and sturdy clothes. His face is painted minimally, hair tied into a tight bun, bandana on, and he's working side by side with the medical professionals. He's elbows deep in checking vitals, organizing charts, and even synthesizing medications. More members are sick than not, and they go under a near-quarantine lock down to handle the illness. Between working in the medical tents and taking care of his people, Buggy has also had a hand in organizing for resources to be sent and delivered.

Neither Croc nor Hawk had even considered some of the balls Buggy has gotten rolling. They both have very strong immune systems, so they rarely face or think of illness or sickness as something to prepare for or to account for, but this just exploded one day seemingly without warning, and the clown had a plan in motion by eevening.

It's at this point that they begin to wonder if maybe there's something more to their Chairman than they first thought...

((Bonus points, they catch Buggy coming back from a long shift at the medtent, sent off by the other's to get some rest, so he's just at that sweet spot of tired enough to lose filter. They ask about the medicines, and Buggy goes on a mini infodump about chemicals, hormones, enzymes, antioxidants and antibiotics, mentions that he and a few others already have a few batches baking, and sleepily chuckles about how "the simpler ones seem to work well so far, thank goodness. I was worried... *yawn* that I'd have to dip into my supplies for my testosterone... *falls asleep at the table*.

Croc just becomes the Spiderman meme of "TRANS???" when Buggy wakes up))

I LOVE this is an understatement, this is so good!!! I love Competent!Buggy so much!!! Why can't the clown be a fucking genius while being clown-failure babygirl he is?

Buggy having a plan by evening is because he has so much anxiety, I mean, look at the poor clown! It's always the things that he didn't think of that happens that gets him in trouble. But this, he can do this. I also love the headcanon, that Buggy learn a lot of things from Crocus, so he has this in the bag!

It would be funny if Buggy could be fine in a really bad pandemics, but the flu and whatever the happened near Laugh-Tale is his biggest sickness problems. What am I saying, back to this cool ask!

Buggy being competent because he doesn't want his crew to die or get really ill, not because he needs them to work, but because he wants them healthy and happy. Buggy forgoing the pillow onesie for something better, and not taking that much time on his makeup is so good, that just shows how he priorities his Nakama before himself is so cute! I have a headcanon that Buggy has a least a Field Medic degree or a Nurse one. Mihawk and Crocodile watching at the sidelines is what I see them doing, because like the clown's being competent and they see there's not much they can do in this.

Yes, on Buggy rambling on and on about things he does, I want Buggy to infodump so hard. Like really really hard, Buggy could go on and on about things that interests him for a while.

Buggy is every gender and nothing at all to me, and the spiderman meme with Crocodile is the only one pointing at Buggy while Buggy is confused and sleepy, while Mihawk is just there on the sidelines. Is really funny to me.

Amazing. Cannon.

an anon requested to draw hordak carrying a sleeping entrapta…but then i got a comic idea…

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