#anillis kur

[blackcur-rants]

You know, this is a funny joke post, but it also highlights a key theme of the series.

Ultimately, “She-Ra and the Princesses of Power” isn’t just a love letter to the idea of sapphic romantic love. It’s also a love letter to love in all of its forms (the parent-child love that both Queen Angella and King Micah have for Glimmer, the deep friendship/found family love between the members of the Best Friend Squad, the romantic love between so many different characters, and Adora’s love for Etheria as a whole that drives her to do great things) and, more specifically, the ways in which love is about reaching out beyond yourself to embrace another person as a whole and complete being.

And that’s something Horde Prime can never understand…because the only form of love that he has in his twisted little heart is an intensely narcissistic and selfish self-love for himself and his clones that he never extends to anyone else. And so because he cannot understand love, Horde Prime seeks to destroy it and yet ultimately he can only suppress it via the chips because it is not something he can truly ever destroy.

So fast forward through the five seasons of lesbian pining at your own peril, Anillis Kur. Cause that sapphic yearning is going to be your undoing.

@horde-princess @disregardcanon @lady-asteria @nooneleavesforgood

When you're an interdimentional dictator and peer into the mind of your hostage for vital intel on a nuke and what you get is five seasons of lesbian pining.

LDKJFLDKLKJD

catra’s memories: and then she stole a skiff for me and held onto my arm while we drove off into the sunset--

horde prime, fast forwarding: u gotta be fuckin kidding me

[imperial-daffodil]

For @cirusthecitrus - The Kur Twins, Anillis and Hec-Tor, from Violent Youth

A Dream, a Mirror, and a Symphony ♪♫

I love your boys to bits, thank you for letting me draw them - irl could not prevent me from finishing this piece ♪▲ :3

Inspired by this artwork:

[blindwildnoise]

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?

[imperial-daffodil]

I love how once separated, they could not stand being apart.

And that idea that there is always the hint, the suggestion of a presence lurking in the shadows around Prime - I love that.

'Cast out the shadows' could mean 'I don't want to think about it' in the general AU - I want to forget.

Melancholy aside, it makes me happy that in that AU here they have the hope of not being separated and Anillis has the possibility of not going full Mad Melancholy Jester (Jester for the Mask-like face features they have, and as the actor).

I need to gather more thoughts, I am so happy to read more about them and see more arts O.O

xD the meme at the end though xD

"Horde Prime was said to have two heads"

You know what, lemme bring my old sketches back, cause lord knows i wasnt annoying enough about this lil piece of wiki trivia about filmation Prime (literally the more i learn about the 80s HP the more insane I get about my Kur Twins au cause how does this fact fits it so perfectly)

Basically, this idea is an AU for an AU, where Horde Prime's backstory is the same except for the fact that he and his brother are conjoined twins Since in this version the boys look exactly like their planet's local deity (also known as The Comet Brothers) they were worshipped since day 1 and the religious community didn't even need to convince people that they were truly the ones. In this story Anillis and Hec-Tor actually believed in their divine origins and feared to be proven wrong, because if they're no saints then they're just... strange kids, a burden to their community, unlovable defects. They were certain that they had no other choice but to embrace sainthood

So they gladly played along and were exploited by the high priests until a massive investigation was conducted that proved to the world that the boys had no godly powers and thus couldn't be real protectors of Krytis. Feeling useless, lost, humiliated and unwanted, Anillis and Hec-Tor wished to be seperated for the first time in their entire life. Thus came the idea of making new perfect bodies for both of them. It took them way longer than in the og backstory, but in the end, they succeeded. The problem was - they didn't like being in seperate bodies. After decades of sharing a life and a body, such huge change felt weird, unpleasant and scary. The brothers had given each other a chance at normalcy but soon rejected it, despite it all

But once they switched back, they discovered that the new bodies could move and speak on their own, that those were not just bodies but fully developed sentient people. It is when it hit them - the brothers had just created life. Their scientific invention could as well be seen as magic. They do have powers, they are saints, they are stars. No, they are better, more powerful than all of the stars in the vast sky. And they shall be treated as such. And they will make Krytis and the rest of the known universe fear and adore them, everyone will pay for ever doubting the brothers and casting them aside. But at first - they still needed a new body. One body for both of them, but this time stronger, more beautiful, more perfect. And of course, they couldn't just leave their new brothers behind too...

The 80s Horde Prime had two heads, the spop Prime's design at some point had four arms. The assymetricall extra eyes, the clones he keeps calling his brothers. It's almost like there's always someone else with HP, unseen entitity following him everywhere, a phantom limb that still hurt at times, a part of him that could complete him but is missing. In conclusion, Hec-Tor is real and he's been hunting the narrative even in the 4th dimention (this is in fact a joke) Also, funny enough, this is my only au where I can see Prime changing for the better and not dying in the end, since here they're only a little insane, Anillis and Hec-Tor do keep each other humble after all. It's even possible that the clones are having a slightly better time serving this version of Prime

[blackcur-rants]

What if “She-Ra and the Princesses of Power” was a novel and had an epilogue?

There was much rejoicing all across the lands and the realms of Etheria in celebration of Emperor Anillis Kur’s final destruction. From Bright Moon to Green Arbour, the peoples of that world called out with joy and triumph to celebrate their liberation from the great tyranny of the Lord of Aegyssa. For no longer would the long and terrible shadow of that pale and horrid Emperor loom over them or any other people or populace.

In the land of Plumeria, every city and every village rang the Chimes of Victory that had lain sad and silent since the days when Lord Hordak had first settled himself in Horror Hall. Queen Perfuma II declared the first Day of High Jubilation her people had seen in five-and-twenty years as the farms of her lands produced the finest fruits they had borne since the days of Queen Anthelia’s foundation of this realm. And the Queen called for all of high and low estate to come and stay with her in Rosenholt for a feast that lasted for five days and nights. And it was at the end of this festival that Perfuma II took as her bride and love Scorpia IV of Pinceria, now restored into her rightful duty as High Queen of the Scorpioni and Protector of Pinceria. 

“Here’s hoping we have twins!” Scorpia cried out in a drunken stupor in front of every Princess on Etheria, resulting in fun and laughter for almost all of the rulers on the planet except for Frosta II of the Snows and Mermista III of Salineas. 

For the Sea Queen still grieved for the loss of half her people at the hands of Hordak and the paws of Catra. Salineas was still a shadow of its former self, its temples and museums in worse ruins than the Titan’s Left Arm and all but a twentieth of its homes and houses left uninhabitable. Ethan the Sea Hawk called for his love to calm down and not call for the ritual drowning or scaphism of Izdubar and Eabani’s orphan daughter, but the Senate of Salineas declared that Catra would not be allowed within twenty miles of the Sea Gate for nine-and-twenty years without Lady Adora’s firmest supervision. And meanwhile, the child Queen Frosta II of the Snows could not forgive the mischievous cat girl for destroying the Princess Prom she had hoped to host for her entire short life. Catra had begged and begged for Frosta not to hold the Princess Prom against her, but it was to no avail, and Catra only barely managed to survive a perilous hockey game against a bunch of angry Frost Titans before Frosta would even look at her approvingly at the later Council Meetings. 

Things in Dryl fared a little bit better. Hordak and Entrapta had taken to living as hermits in their mountain kingdom to escape the wrath of those who were still calling for their heads on a spit for what had happened in the Great War of 1003-1028. Hordak had taken to enjoying the technology of Dryl immensely, and it was he who was best at keeping records and managing the day to day running of a realm while his wife fiddled with her machines and her robots. Catra, Adora, Bow, and Glimmer had once had dinner with the monarchs of Dryl two years after Horde Prime’s Defeat, wherein Hordak and Bow had joked and bonded over their mutual love of technology and machinery only for an awkward silence to ensue once the subject of how they’d chosen to use their technological gifts they’d created for themselves. There were not many reunions between the former Supreme Leader of the Horde and the Best Friends of Bright Moon after that. 

And Glimmer, of course, became Queen of Bright Moon as Glimmer IV. It was strange to think of how relatively short her mother’s reign had been considering the strange genetic mutation that had given both Angella III and her daughter immortality. The thought of outliving all those she loved grieved Glimmer immensely, and she found herself plagued by nightmares about the future.

“Glim, are you okay!?” Bow asked after the Queen woke up panting and screaming from yet another nightmare. 

“I’m fine, Bow” Glimmer had answered, “Just another bad dream about bones and dust and hooded cloaks”.

Bow hugged her tight and did not let go for the rest of the night. She responded in kind for five nights in a row, but the only thing that could truly assuage her fears was the return of Catra and Adora into her life. The great heroine and her new love were happy to oblige their best friend, and there was a great celebration in the land of Bright Moon as soon as they arrived at the castle. Instead of a feast, however, there was simply a quiet meeting of reconciliation between friends torn apart by war and violence. And at the end of the evening, Glimmer made the firm announcement, repeated the next day in front of the public, that she and her found family would be leaving behind the Hidden Castle in the Glen where they had been concealed from the Horde since the death of Queen Luminesca the Great during the tragic end of the First Great Princess Alliance twenty years ago and returning to Bright Moon’s ancient capital city of Crystallium Adamantis by the end of the Winter Solstice. And there was much rejoicing in the Realm of Bright Moon at the rebirth of the long lost city which the Horde had destroyed so long ago. Every realm on Etheria vowed to pledge their money and resources to the rebuilding of Crystallium Adamantis, with even Queen Huntara of the Crimson Waste and Peekablue of Apiaria and the High Regent Rogelio of Pinceria (who ruled the former Fright Zone while Queen Scorpia was absent on official business or off gallivanting with her wife through flowery fields and forests) contributing to the Great Reconstruction. Frosta of the Snows contributed the finest crystals to light up the streets of the city and granite stone to reinforce its walls. Perfuma and Scorpia sent forth flowers to decorate the streets and vines to help with construction machines and two pets for Glimmer and Adora to cherish and nurture alongside Melog, a greyhound named Nathanoel and a cat named Molly. From Salineas came the finest marble and fountains to  provide material and sustenance respectively to the workers and to the citizens. Even Pinceria contributed its finest crystals and fire liquid for the sake of the city’s growing infrastructure. Not one expense was spared as the city was reborn from its own ashes and into a brand new light and dawn. 

And one day, as they sat together bathing in the sunlight in a field where the sound of the city’s rebuilding could still be heard going on in the distance like the cosmos’ most bass and percussion heavy orchestra, Catra turned her gaze to Adora’s beautiful face and looked at her with the kind of hard won love and admiration that could only come from long years apart in darkness and sorrow. For a while though, Catra did not want to gaze upon the object of her heart’s desire, for she felt unworthy of the love of someone so magnificent and so beautiful. For so long she had tried to destroy Adora, to obliterate the Great She-Ra from her life just so the aching in her soul could cease and she could sink into a passive, apathetic contentment of the kind she had briefly felt both as de facto leader of the Horde and when she was under the thrall of Horde Prime’s terrible hive mind…but that was not true happiness. That could not fill the void that Shadow Weaver had torn in her soul so long ago, or heal the wounds that life had cut into her heart. It was a kind of ‘happiness’ that more resembled silently slipping into quicksand while being too apathetic to resist its pull, not the true kind of bliss that comes from reaching out to love another soul with all your heart. 

And with these thoughts, Catra began to weep profusely, her head buried in Adora’s chest as she begged silently for forgiveness and absolution. And yet Adora did not say a word, but merely stroked her love’s short brown fur and sang a lullaby of long ago that Glimmer had taught her to calm and soothe the woman whom she adored so much. 

You're okay You're alright I'll never, ever leave your side I will stay and I will fight With you

Aah aah aah Aah aah aah

You're okay You're alright I'll stay here through the darkest night All the way, I will fight With you

We may not have sunshine, or starlight, or weather But we've got each other, and that's even better

You don't need the sun to keep you warm when you've got arms Wishes come from you and not a random shooting star We may not have storm clouds, but the sky's always blue

We've got something special here And what we have is you What we have is you What we have is you

And with that having been sung, Catra lifted her head from Adora’s chest and wiped her nose and let Adora pull her into a hug which she gladly reciprocated (though she still continued to weep rather profusely into Adora’s strong, broad shoulders as Adora continued to sing to her). 

And as the two girls continued to hug each other as tightly as they could, Catra began to find herself overwhelmed by an emotion she had never truly felt before in her life, except mayhaps when she was a little newborn kitten during the tiny, precious sliver of eight months wherein she still had her fathers to love and cherish and nurture her before Shadow Weaver had killed both of them and taken her away to the pain and torment of the Horde. It was the love of a family, a love that Catra and Adora had not been given much of in their childhoods and for which they had been forced to tear and grab and scrape and stitch together out of the torn and broken pieces the universe had left them. 

“It’s alright, my love” Adora said, “I’m here. He’s gone, she’s gone…neither of them can hurt us ever again”. 

Catra smiled at that declaration of hope and reassurance and ceased her tears. For it was true. Horde Prime was dead and Shadow Weaver was gone, and both of them had been cast forever into the Oblivion that awaited all those who were wicked and cruel and mistreated their fellow beings. And Catra was free, and Adora was free, and all of Etheria was free. No longer would they live in cold and darkness, frightened of punishment and pain and desperately trying to hide themselves away in the shadows and corners of their minds. The scars would always stay on their souls, but at long last they had begun to heal and the hurt was weakened. 

With that having been thought, Catra turned her face to the sky and Adora followed suit. Before them stretched an infinite universe of wonders and possibilities, filled with strange and beautiful creatures and worlds who were all living and hoping and dreaming in much the same way the peoples of Etheria were doing in their lives. One day, they would all hear the stories of the two heroines who had saved them all with their hard-won love, and even if they never sang hymns or praises to the glory of either Catra or Adora, Catra prayed that they would all be okay and safe and overthrowing any remaining Horde Clones who still oppressed or hurt them. 

Right now though, Catra and Adora were just so, so happy.

“We'll have eight kittens, my beloved” Adora said, “and we will raise them all with the love and happiness that was denied to us and tell them stories of Etheria’s great and wonderful history and protect them from anyone who wants to hate or hurt them because of you”. 

“Sounds great” Catra purred, “I bet you’re already thinking of names for them”.

“I am, my dearie” Adora chuckled. 

Melog came to join his mistresses not long afterwards, curling himself contentedly on their laps as all three of them fell asleep dreaming of the wonderful stars. 

[skipppppy]

I finally succumbed to my brain’s incessant demands to make a long form Aria comic. I figured I should post the first few pages and see what people think??? and then keep going until I run out of steam. I guess this is the start of the first chapter, which is her getting dragged into the robot virus uprising from Season 1. Uhhh enjoy

[fannishcodex]

Whenever I see that Anakin and Padme meme, my first thought is literally Anillis and Hec-Tor in @revasnaslan ‘s Where One Fell Verse (AU!Horde Prime and AU!Hordak respectively).

Does this precisely happen in the fic? Not exactly, this time I made a fanart comic just very much inspired by the fic instead of trying to visually adapt a scene.

A little more context and talk on a design detail, and tbh also putting this down because I love talking about this worldbuilding detail: for Anillis and Hec-Tor’s people, their white “masking” grows on their face later as they physically mature; before that, they’re born a lot like Imp. 

More of my thoughts on this great fic series! And thoughts on my latest fanart for it:

I’ve always felt from the fic that Anillis has this additional undercurrent of regret over his duties as Prime also specifically taking away time from Hec-Tor, taking away time that Anillis could have looking after him and just spending time with him, he feels like he’s missing out on time with his baby brother and seeing him grow up.

And on a related note, I’ve always felt Anillis has this undercurrent of some jealousy for the minder clones he has looking after Hec-Tor; like despite all logic (he’s set up the system where this happens/he had the clones made to serve his will and for Hec-Tor’s sake), deep down he still feels some emotional resentment over the clones getting time with Hec-Tor and Hec-Tor getting attached to the clone attendants due to that that, because that should be him caring for Hec-Tor and getting the time with him as his actual blood brother--if things were different, if things were better, it should’ve been him... And it’s also just part of what feels like the undercurrent of overall frustration that Anillis has deep down with the whole situation in my opinion, especially with how it started--the loss of their parents, besides being trauma in itself, also meant Anillis had to take the throne while feeling responsible for a newborn sickly brother while Anillis himself is barely of age. It’s a mess of a situation with a lot of complicated feelings and it’s screwed up Anillis, from what I’ve seen.

Also I think I remember @revasnaslan mentioning that Anillis does miss Hec-Tor’s younger years and has keepsakes of that time, and that he felt more upset deep down when Hec-Tor’s masking started coming in because it meant he was growing up and wouldn’t always be little, and reminded Anillis of time he missed with his brother.

So, Anillis trying to hide feeling more upset in response to Hec-Tor’s masking starting to come in for my fan hypothetical meme comic. Also the comic touches on other thoughts I have on WOF!Anillis--I think he does have moments of feeling “what I’m doing to my brother is f*ked up” and “this will upset Hec-Tor” and regret over that, but he thinks it’s a consequence of doing what’s necessary rather than a red flag that he should stop and change his behavior. Anillis thinking it’s harsh, but better than a more threatening alternative. And so, in the comic, his reaction is more implied “feeling sh*tty about this but it’s for the best.”

I just, I love this Anillis, I find him so fascinating with so many layers, I love reading him and developing my own interpretations of him based on that.

[fannishcodex]

Ahhhhhh I’m so happy to see Spacebat Huevember kick off with Anillis from Where One Fell Verse!!! He looks great in your style @luna-tiel​ ! Adore the watercolor look and the delicate linework, and the expression conveyed, everything’s just well constructed. This really makes me think of one of the scenes in the fic series with the costuming detail, it feels like it captures it well. ^_^ And yesss, I’d love to see more Where One Fell Verse in other Huevember prompts! 

Ahhhh I’m still flipping out with delight, Anillis looks so great here! I love seeing Where One Fell Verse fan content. :D

Huevember Day 1 - Neon - Prime

How could I not start my Spacebat-themed Huevember with some version of Horde Prime? I chose Anillis from the Where One Fell verse by @revasnaslan because I love that AU so much! I love the slow-drip worldbuilding and the character development. There may be more from the AU popping up again for other hues…

Much as I wanted to use traditional paints for Huevember, I don’t have the prep time, so I’ll be using the opportunity to experiment with digital wet media effects.

[skipppppy]

hhhhggh art block bad please take self indulgent Horde Prime lore 

[fannishcodex]

:D

(tbh I’m not sure about tagging “Hec-Tor Kur” because I don’t know if tumblr can handle hyphens. Still debating if I want to accept just doing “Hec Tor Kur” as a tag but that just looks kinda off to me at the moment, as does “HecTor Kur.” So still including it under “Hordak,” also because Hec-Tor really does feel like AU!Hordak to me, it’s Hordak if he had a different life like this.)

😨 FEARFUL, 🔥 FIRE, 🚆 TRAIN , 🎭 MASKS, and 🕷️ SPIDER for anillis and hec-tor 👌

😨 - when scared, do they go into “flight” or “fight”?

Hec-Tor doesn't have any kind of combat training, and he's been sheltered for his entire life to the point he doesn't have any kind of fight response in the vast majority of situations. If he is in any kind of danger or he's scared, he immediately seeks protection in someone like Anillis or Caduceus, because they will 100% protect him if he was in some kind of danger.

Anillis does not have a flight response. At all. His reaction to being scared is to immediately threaten the source of his anxieties and fear with bodily harm, mayhaps even execution. He's dramatic like that.

🔥 - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?

Hec-Tor's most toxic trait is that he's incapable of voicing his discontent. And yes, this is because anytime he's upset or has a perfectly reasonable request wrt his autonomy his brother (and any attendant/minder through him) has completely steamrolled that, but it does hamper how he interacts with others a loooooot, and it's something he'd have to work on once he's out of the current situation.

As for Anillis............ which one of his tendencies isn't self destruction. He's overbearing, overprotective, condescending, extremely codependent, self-medicates with sex and/or alcohol. He needs a whole lot of serious and intensive therapy.

🚆 - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

If Hec-Tor could, he would try to find a way to save everyone.

Anillis wouldn't even validate the question with an answer unless Hec-Tor was one of the people tied to the track. He's completely willing to doom hundreds, thousands, millions of people to suffer if it somehow protects Hec-Tor.

🎭  - do they act differently around certain people? what’s different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

Hec-Tor is very closed off towards people when he only interacts with them for a brief period, because he believes that his illness would automatically put a target on his back in most situations, just like Anillis has always stressed to him. It's only when he begins spending time with people that he starts to open up. This is not the case with the clones, though. He is always kind to them.

Anillis is actually well liked as a leader, since he plays the part of Prime very well, including performing all of the religious rites required of the position. He absolutely hates this, and the High Aurora knows this because they know he very well. The only person he is actually very open with is Hec-Tor, to a point at least. The closest he is to his true self is in those moments where he and Hec-Tor are interacting and there hasn't been mention of Hec-Tor's illness or the expectations weighing on Anillis. But even Hec-Tor doesn't know Anillis as well as he thinks he does, because Anillis hides the atrocities he's committed for Hec-Tor's sake from Hec-Tor as well.

🕷️ - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

Hec-Tor's is probably something akin to loneliness. He keeps losing the people he's close to and has no real friends outside of clones of himself, and that weighs on him a lot.

Anillis' is Hec-Tor dying. Like there isn't even a question about it. If anything happened to Hec-Tor he would kill everyone in the universe and then himself.

[fannishcodex]

I've been meaning to do a fanart celebrating the completion of "Where One Fell" fic 1 by @revasnaslan (according to its ao3 info, it was completed in October--which tbh I take a special delight in because that's my bday too ^_^), and finally found time, an idea, and a way to quickly put it together based on the amount of time I had left.

I used a handy screenshot of Hordak and Imp to do a redraw-heavy edit for a take on a scene from WOF's first chapter with Anillis and young Hec-Tor. :) [And tbh I have other ideas on sketching this scene out, and this is one of them.]

More under the cut on part of what WOF also means to me on a personal level:

So I just know from ao3 it was completed in October, but I wasn’t aware of the fic then because I wasn't really in spop fandom at the time. During October then, I was probably fandom-wise still very dissatisfied with Kipo S3 and frankly upset over it. Also bringing all of that up specifically not to just reflect on like what I was likely up to fandom-wise when WOF 1 was completed--but also because WOF 1 really helped cheer me up after Kipo S3. ^_^

While in Kipo-induced blues that did not help with 2020's Everything (and 2020′s Ongoing Everything Right Now into 2021, etc.), I finally decided to just catch up on spop after seeing all the spoilers on my dash and get a better idea of what was up with it and reach my own conclusions or agree with some critical thought. I at least wanted Entrapdak in context, of which I had always been a fan of since season 2, and I had seen such cute fanart/cool meta for them on my dash.

I picked up from where I left off, somewhere in S3; and I did end up agreeing with the criticisms I had seen of spop before, but there were still some parts I liked and subfandoms I enjoyed--and it had WOF Verse. I was grateful for spop to get WOF. I feel like if I were very honest in suggesting the show to anyone, I would be suggesting it so they can then read WOF immediately after the show, or more like just after season 4. Or again, after the show for something more interesting. spop provides nice character designs and a nice visual aesthetic and nice voice acting to picture with the better writing in WOF.

I still sometimes feel like I might get weird about it, but since first finding it, WOF has been on my mind in one form or another as comfort, entertainment, and inspiration, and I do want to try to find more time to articulate my praise for and thoughts on it, as well as make more art for it, and also kinda go into how it's inspired my own spop AU ideas. It’s like, I’m a fan of WOF Verse like I’m a fan of other stories, and I want to express that with fanworks and discussion.  

[lemaistrechat]

She-Ra: For Want of a Horse

This is the episode of the classic series where Hordak has “just returned from our Secret Headquarters where I received an important message from Horde Prime. ...  he expects a birthday present. A good one.”

Hordak is despondent. “But what do you get for someone who rules our whole galaxy?  Someone who has two of everything? Two armies, two space fleets...”

Shadow Weaver: “Two heads.”

“I was trying not to think about that.”

Wait, why? What’s distressing about your brother having two heads? Is becoming a two-headed creature a powerful spell he knows and you don’t? Is having two heads normal for your species and you don’t want to think about your disability?

Anyway, they decide that the best birthday present for Horde Prime would be She-Ra’s winged unicorn Swift Wind. They capture him.

Now here’s something interesting. At the start of this episode, Hordak called Horde Prime “ruler of a thousand worlds”, and it’s implied that each planetary commander is sending a birthday present. Hordak says:

"My gift to Horde Prime will be the finest gift of all! (snort) And he will remember me, and I will become his favorite commander. And who knows? (snort) Perhaps someday I will become Horde Prime!"

Your brother will REMEMBER you, IF you send the finest birthday gift? How would an intelligent being forget a sibling with whom they have enough of an ongoing relationship to give him a job? Post-SPOP, you could postulate that Horde Prime clones himself enough times to fill the position of dictator on every planet and remembers his planets but not really the individuating local clones, but it’s very unlikely that’s what any of the classic writers were thinking.

Because this.

The other thing to note is that “Horde Prime” is a title someone will succeed to. That makes Masters of the Universe Classics giving him “Real name” Anillis Kur actually useful, completely unlike claiming Hordak’s real name isn’t “Hordak” but “Hec-Tor”, like from the Iliad. Or that Mantenna is “really” “Glieeb-tolio Jak-us“. Sigh...

[imperial-daffodil]

You SO made my day.

I love seeing what goes in the head of Anillis, I love seeing what went in the head of Prime, I love everything about Hec-Tor and Anillis' dynamic.

I love your art and how clean the lines are, and I love how expressive and beautiful they are. The clothes, the hair, everything. Their fine traits, making them look both cute and handsome, the twins are ageless.

I love seeing their interactions. Oh dear how I love them. How the Two Halves function in Harmony. And how the level of trust is there. They need no one else, but each other.

Hec-Tor's cluelessness destroys me but at the same time it fill sme with such contradictory feelings: with utter, unaltered joy and gratefulness, because he is the ONE person who loves, and trusts, and respects Anillis for who he truly is, and that is all he ever wanted, and will ever want. Right?

Yet. There is such a deep profound implication that this is going down.

But for now, I just enjoy seeing them together.

Also, this may be questionable, but I'll say it anyway: Anillis, I FEEL your pain. The Conforming to Social Expectations part? Yes I feel this. (I already have my own very relatable version of Prime, so no worry, you did not make me accidentally relate to Him x) )

Some silly Kur twins doodles from June :з

original memes for context

"I'll just buy the game on the official site..."

"Me wants dresses and kittens in the sims 4, me becomes a pirate, download-download, downloads greek horse, puter bam-bam, dad's mad, me sob-sob"

[soranis-sunshadow]

Anillis Kur gained immortality but lost his humanity. Now he's gone and there's only Horde Prime.

What makes that an interesting (and horrifying) thing is the process. Did it happen all at once (i've seen some ppl HC it that way) or was it a gradual and insidious process where He didn't realize it was happening either? The hollow shell of a person Prime ended up didn't realize how empty He is because the only thing He still remembers about Anillis anymore was that he used to have substance.

He doesn't even remember what that substance is so he's not aware that he doesn't have it anymore. His memories were lost to time and multiple body swaps, His purpose changed slowly by circumstance and His methods more draconian by the century. Prime was the result of a journey that went on far longer than it should have.

Thank you for the ask Anon.

[edge-lorde]

fan art for @cirusthecitrus 's ocs, the Kur twins, Hec-tor and Anillis! just had to draw these fancy boys! (sorry if i got their personalities wrong)

had fun doing the highlights and metallic parts with gel pen. so shiny c:

[revasnaslan]

Hi, out of curiosity towards your fic, what compelled you to name Hordak and Prime Hec-tor (is that how you spell it?) and Anillis? Any reason why those names specifically?

hec-tor and anillis were their first names in one of the old continuities, but since i did like net-zero research outside of that, i couldn’t tell you which one. they also seem to have been implied to be brothers considering they shared the same last name (which is ‘kur’ and i also use that).

that aside, the main reason i gave prime a first name in my au is because ‘horde prime’ is actually a title in my fics. it’s the moniker given to rulers of their species, and they kept it when they rose to a seat of galactic power following the collapse of the eternian (first ones) empire. i actually took the time to name about fifteen to twenty primes who came before our prime in the line of succession, just so that i had names to drop if i ever needed it in my narration. i have them all listed out in my appendices sheet for ease of reference.

our prime is styled as Horde Prime Anillis Kur, the Fifth of His Name... in addition to a very long list of titles he’s acquired over the time of his reign. he wouldn’t be able to fit all of his titles on a business card, that’s for sure.

if hec-tor ever ascended to the throne, he’d be styled as Horde Prime Hec-Tor Kur, the First of His Name as there have been no other hec-tors who ascended to the throne. as it stands right now, his title is ‘imperial prince’.

thanks for the ask! :D