#LUVD entrapdak

[dearladynightmare]

Hey there everyone:) Just a cute lil idea I had in mind💜

I’m certain Hordak shows his soft side around her:3

#entrapta #hordak #she ra netflix #she ra entrapta #she ra fanart #entrapdak #she ra 2018 #fanart #she ra and the princess of power fanart #entrapta x hordak #so cute #luvdisc #luvd

[luna-tiel]

Happy Valentine's Day!

The final duo inspired by Synonyms for Space and Homonyms for Heart by @pennamesmith

I made it by Valentine's! Though I don't generally celebrate this holiday, I will make exception for the Lab Partners.

I wish my camera didn't wash out the colors, but it is what it is. I still had a lot of fun painting these two <3 Finally putting to paper the images that were in my heart when I first read these passages.

#Entrapdak positivity month #entrapta #hordak #entrapdak #entrapta/hordak #horde clones #spop #fanfic fanart #luvd

[imperfectmazen]

Inspired by this post from @heavensghost

#hordak #entrapta #entrapdak #Luvd crystal

[pennamesmith]

Panopticon

Horde Prime is a thing that hungers. 

He is from a place far beyond this soap bubble of a universe. His world is vaster, darker, deeper, but it is also crushing, cold, suffocating. He longs to subsume the flickering light of this plane, to cast out the shadows. But no light will ever be enough, because Prime is the shadow. 

Others of His kind have come to this reality before, and will again. They ooze through hidden fractures and crawl out of holes torn open by greedy fools lusting for obtainment. But they are forced to hide in darkness, cowering in the backs of poisoned brains and frail hosts. Only Prime embraces the fire. Only Prime seeks not to snuff out the light, but to become it. Only Prime. 

He has built a place for Himself here. An empire. He is the ruler of known space, and everything He sees He makes His own. 

And Horde Prime sees all. 

— 

Horde Prime made Himself a body of sinew and flesh to live in, and then He made it again and again and again. He looks in every direction and He sees Himself reflected. He looks into His mirrors and sees the blazing world of light. Of course, these reflections don’t truly feel the ecstasy of existence. Such things are for Prime alone to know; the First, the Only, the Truth. 

And Horde Prime knows all. 

The reflections are perfect. Prime makes them perfect. If any should show a crack or a flaw, He feeds them to the flames of His light. He watches them char and wink out of existence, and He feels the thrill of their terror and pain. When one of His broken reflections vanishes before expiring — pulled through a wound in space to somewhere beyond his reach — He marks it as an unusual memory, but nothing more. Horde Prime has more important matters to concern Himself with, here at the center of all things. 

Later, when His lost little brother somehow manages to send a message back from nowhere, Prime’s curiosity is piqued. When a new world appears, its energy blooming like a rich flower, His lust is sparked. And when His warped reflection dares to stand before Him, face changed and thoughts hidden, His rage burns white-hot. 

—

Horde Prime considers the abomination. He hates its very existence, yet He cannot bring Himself to destroy it. Impossibly, it is something new, a well of unfamiliar experiences, and He cannot control His hunger. 

Peering into His defective brother’s memories, Prime sees a strange story play out. A shipwreck. A rebellion. A pathetic attempt at an empire equal to His own. 

And love. 

Love. The very thing Prime craves above all else, sustenance He has snuffed out suns to obtain, exchanged freely between a lower creature and a mistake of creation. 

“There was even a time you wished I would not come for you. Is that so?”

His jealousy is sharp and furious. Never before has one of Prime’s own reflections looked past Him to someone else. The very idea that one could love another more than Him is anathema. He takes the thought of the violet woman and hides it within Himself. He will make his brother love Him truly again, because it is inconceivable that such devotion could be given to anyone but Prime. 

With divine grace, He allows the wretched thing another chance to prove its loyalty, and another, and another. An unlucky cat offering temptation crosses the apostate’s path, but the lost brother resists. Ashamed and afraid, it confesses with tearful eyes, and Prime is pleased. He is a patient and forgiving god. He drinks deeply from the vessel until it is empty and pure, and Prime’s light burns brighter still. 

—

Horde Prime knows that something is wrong. 

A tiny piece of First Ones technology, clutched in a guilty hand, catches like a mote in His eye. He knows it is there. He knows what it means. He could rip it away from the foolish defect without the slightest effort, but He does not. 

He wants the poisoned brother to recant on its own. He wants to be chosen. He needs to be wanted. Horde Prime cannot remember when He last felt so starved. The other creatures in this universe, the beasts who must accept Prime’s light or perish, their resistance He has learned to accept. It is only natural for lesser life forms to require correction. His own creations, however, are another matter. Until now, not even the most broken and worthless of them has ever wished for a life apart from His presence. 

It is unbearable. 

Horde Prime views the little brother’s memories over and over and over. He listens to the woman’s words and watches her face awash in light. He examines every detail, and He still can’t understand it. He visits the amusing little stronghold on Etheria’s surface and scoffs at what He finds. How could anyone love this more than Him? It is a child’s idea of attainment, naive and pitiful. 

Prime sends His armies to cut out Etheria’s Heart, the corrupted brother among them. It is another test. Everything is another test. Prime will never stop giving tests to the ones He loves. He waits with bated breath when she appears, watching unseen, wanting desperately for His little brother to make the right choice. His rage when it rejects Him again carves deep scratches into the arms of His throne. It is sickening. 

“What have you done to me?” 

—

Horde Prime burns. The planet burns. He holds the Heart within His grasp. All will be as it should, again. He offers His brother one final test: Prime’s light or this doomed backwater darkness. Only by killing one can it have the grace of the other. There can be only one choice. 

When Prime falls, He knows that there is no hope left for this mad prison. He lets His vessel die and His true body erupts like an exploding star. His arms reach out across dimensions. He sees all. He knows all. 

“Ah, little brother. So it’s true. You have been thoroughly corrupted. So be it.” 

The world will end in fire. Though all is reduced to rubble, Prime shall rise again. He looks across the crumbling planet and sees the tiny creatures clinging to each other with worthless love, and it pleases Prime to know they will be shown how misguided they were before the end. 

Horde Prime holds the failure’s body and the rebel scientist and binds them together. He will let them see what comes of choosing such a life. He will let them perish together as He creates the universe anew. It makes no difference. There is nothing they can do to stop it.  

Love cannot hurt Him. 

#spop #she ra #horde prime #hordak #entrapdak #entrapta #spacebats #love #luvd crystal #fanfiction #fan fiction #smith stuff #love has many forms and horde prime understands none of them

[entrapdak-or-hordapta]

"Hey I will put my effort and heart to make this technology work"

"Excellent!! Entrapta you made a Great Job!!"

Honestly one of Entrapta's best works is the armor he made for Hordak 💙 and she even put her signature on it (crystal LUVD) 💯💜😘.

#entrapdak #hordak #entrapta #shera and the princesses of power #shera dreamworks #spop #LUVD armor #luvd crystal

[danitza-drtc]

Entrapdak Positiminity month: Obsolete

Ok I think that after everything that happened in this version of 2018, I think that the symbol of the Horde would no longer be valid in the lives of Hordak and Entrapta and their current symbol for both would be the LUVD 💯❤️💙💜, how would it be in a standard? 🤩🤩🤩🤩

The challenge is proposed by @maireadralph

#obsolete #Entrapdak #entrapdak positiminity month #entrapdak positivity month #entrapta #Hordak #Horde symbol #luvd crystal #symbol #she ra and the princesses of power #digital art #my art #ok two prompts in one day #two prompts in one day #ok I'm a little late with the list 😅

[babyspacebatclone]

#entrapdak #luvd crystal #ownership #labeling #silly stuff #property of andy #property of entrapta

[forestfairyunicorn]

Huge thanks to @maireadralph for organizing yet another Zine event, and for this art piece, it was made to tribute my first ever Entrapdak fic, made just after season 4 aired.

Since the fic in the link is user-restricted, here is also the c/p for enjoyment

Rebooting: LUVD

forestfairyunicorn

Summary:

Post Season 4 ending. Spoilers in effect! Entrapta rescued "Hordak", but is it him? Inspired by my favourite Wall-E ending scene

“Hor-DAK!!!”

Entrapta’s voice cracked on the last syllable as she stared at the clone’s blank eyes, hands on his arms.

Physically, it was him. She recovered him from Prime’s other clones, she and the others got him back to her lab. She single-handedly, --she alone!-- got his armor running smoothly, the crystal back in his armor, deep purple amid dark grey.

He’s awake.

But not the same person.

He didn’t even recognize Imp. The little one was on Emily, silently crying and staring at Entrapta.

The clone repeated again, “I am Horde Alpha 24601. I live and serve Horde Prime. Who are you.”

The scientist just laughed. Watery, fighting tears. “A scientist and a failure, that’s what I am. And I don’t give up. I shouldn’t give up.”

She looked at him, tears shining. “You were cast out for being less than perfect. You were my lab partner.”

Entrapta leaned her head on his chest, directly below the crystal. “You were my friend. I believed that. I believed that imperfections are beautiful. I still do.” She whispered the last part as she moved away. Her hands moved down his arms, slowly leaving them, then stopped.

She felt something grip them. The clone’s hands held her fingers, gently, and increasing pressure. He whispered something. Entrapta glanced at his face, her eyes alight.

“You…are not…a f-failure.” The clone blinked twice, breathed twice, ears flicking up and down. He blinked again. Saw Entrapta.

Saw. Her.

He gasped, ears down, eyes widened, a tinge of red seeping in. “Entrapta?” he whispered softly.

“Hordak.” Entrapta grinned, tears flowing. Normally she’d have her mask down, but she can’t look away at this miracle.

Science has yet to explain miracles, but for now, she’ll believe in it.

His legs buckled, and he started to kneel. Entrapta guided him down, with her hair as support.

Both of them on their knees, hands grasping each other, until finally they came together at a hug. Soft laughter, incredulous, tears flowing freely.

“I,” Hordak spoke hoarsely. “I don’t remember much before.”

“That’s okay,” Entrapta nuzzled, “The crystal acts as a backup and a power source. Ingenious First Ones tech. Only flaw is that it has to be connected to you for memory logging and such.”

“Thank you,” Hordak moved to look into her eyes, oh her eyes, how he missed them. Her. “Please, tell me everything.”

She held his hand to her face, leaning into his touch. “It will take a long time, lab partner. And I’ll make a better one.”

He shook his head, a claw touching the crystal. “Imperfections are beautiful. We have time. I want to spend time, with you. If you’ll have me.”

Entrapta nodded, leaning forward. “Yes. We’re lab partners.”

Imp and Emily came closer, and Hordak smiled at Imp. That gesture unleashed Imp as he bounded at Hordak, screeching and chittering and rubbing his head against him. Emily wobbled closer, beeping joyously.

None of them registered the group when they came into the area. Overlapping voices. Shouts of “Yay! WOAH! What the heck? HEY! Go! Go go go go go!”

“Wait, are they kissing?” That was Scorpia. “GUYS LET’S LEAVE THEM ALONE, THEY’RE KISSING.”

At the corner of his eye, Hordak saw one of them double back to watch them, only for a large red claw to yank the figure back.

He doesn’t care one bit. He’s too busy staring into Entrapta’s eyes, and sighing at the wonders of this feeling, of love.

He is loved. So much.

#entrapdak #forry's art #entrapdak zine #spop

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

Club Galactic

So, coming across someone’s art of a hungover Hordak made me think of an old fic of mine for one of the Entrapdak Months.  It’s not like he’s a victim of the booze in it (she is), but he and Entrapta do, for the prompt of “Going Out” visit a nightclub for Horde-clones.  I felt like posting it.  I don’t think I’ve posted it on this particular blog.  It’s short and can be found as part of a collection on A03 - Every Overlord Needs a Mad Scientist  Club Galactic Hordak was trying to figure out the sequence of events that had brought him to this place.  His ears were straight against his skull, an expression of displeasure.  No amount of flattening could deafen the blaring music.  The lights at the edges of his vision bothered him.  A tendril of purple hair wrapped itself around one wrist. “Come on, let’s dance!”   “And make a fool of myself?”   “Just one dance, please?”  Entrapta begged.  “To tell the truth, I’m not much for it all either, but participation is vital to the social experiment!”   “Very well.” “It’ll also be an excellent opportunity to see how your new armor holds up!”   Hordak had been essentially forbidden from wearing battle-armor that enhanced his strength to particularly inhuman levels after the end of the war, but Entrapta had been crafting for him a series of form-fitting armors that served as mobility-aids.  They went well with – and appeared to be to the untrained eye to be - ordinary clothing, if a bit on the designer-side.  The power crystals were embedded into joints that deft feline-claws could not get into and so the large crystal etched with the word “LUVD” hung around the former warlord’s neck on a golden chain.   Hordak’s slinky dress was long enough to almost brush the floor.  Entrapta, for her part, was dressed in a smart little tuxedo with a tiny top-hat perched upon the top of one ponytail.  They both looked the part for this club.  The aesthetic of the place was something that Etherians had labeled “Gothic” and the garb people wore here was quite expressive.   Most of the crowd was made up of spacebats. “One dance,” Hordak grumbled.  “Then your promise to Kadroh will be fulfilled and we can leave.”   Entrapta giggled.  “A dance, some drinks and some tiny food!”   “Alright, then.”  Hordak looked around.  He almost ran into a deer-man with a large rack of antlers that had been painted black.  The deer was shuffling with a spacebat-partner.  Now that he took the time to notice, Hordak saw that Entrapta was the only human here. Every other club-goer was one of his kind or a member of Etheria’s beast-folk.   Entrapta started to dance, but seemed like she was unsure how.  She looked out at others in the crowd and began to imitate them – awkwardly. Hordak followed suit, timing a shuffling of his elbows and his feet to the beats he heard in the music.   “This place… is popular…” he stated.  “It seems that Kadroh is doing well for himself.” The clone formerly known as “Wrong Hordak” had been trying many things in terms of finding his identity and things to do after the war.  He was very much unlike Hordak in that he was a rather gregarious sort.  As an extension of this and of the cooking hobby he’d discovered, he’d started a nightclub.  He’d found an old industrial-building that was still standing in a town that had been bombed out during the war and had turned it into a party-hub for Horde-clones and Etherians alike.  The club catered especially to the spacebats because others struggled to understand their preferences.  For instance, this was one of the few establishments where they could get a soured-milk drink, discovered recently by accident and refined through culinary-experimentation.  It had proven to be a bit of an intoxicant for them.  It did nothing for Etherians.  It was also a place where they could get some fairly strong whisky – something that Hordak often had for breakfast.  His kind metabolized alcohol slightly differently than humans did. For him, it was like Entrapta and her coffee.   His own single encounter with coffee was something he did not want to think about.   “You’re moving great!” Entrapta encouraged. “How does it feel?”   Hordak moved with the music and he actually was starting to enjoy himself.  His joints felt fluid.  For emphasis, he spun and dipped.   “Ooh!” Entrapta squealed, clapping her hair-tails, “I’ve never seen you bend down so far!”   She paused and took a pair of champagne-flutes off the tray of a passing server.  She passed one to Hordak and they shuffled off into a corner to sip their drinks and watch the crowd.   “Alright, more than one dance,” Hordak said, grinning.  “Thanks to your armor, I found that quite invigorating.”   “Great!”   His ears flattened again at a discordant note played over the speaker system.  “Although I do find the music to be a bit too loud for my liking.”   “Music?” Entrapta asked, “What music?”   Hordak whipped around, eyes wide. “What?  Are you well, Entrapta?”   “Perfectly.  I just don’t hear any music!  I was just trying to keep up with the others with the dancing, but… it is not customary for people to dance without music.  How does Kadroh get people to do it?  Fascinating…”   “Of course there is music,” Hordak intoned. “You…you don’t hear it?”   “Nope!”   Hordak listened carefully.  He closed his eyes and concentrated on the trills and screeches and upon what he could catch of Galactic Hordish lyrics.  It dawned on him.  Of course! “You shall have to work on inventing a hearing-aid-device for yourself to come to this club,” he told her with a smile. “It would seem that the music here is strictly in my language.  The frequencies are beyond your range.  That could explain why the only other Etherians here are certain kinds of beast-folk. Every species has its own limits in perception.” Entrapta quivered in joy, her eyes sparkling in the spinning club-lights.  “Amazing!” She grabbed Hordak by the waist with her hair again and dragged him back to the dance floor.  “We’ll have to stay here all night!  So much data to collect!  So much study to be done! I’m the ultimate unbiased outside-observer! Eeeee!”   More dances were shared, more observations done and more drinks were downed.  After that, another limit to Entrapta was discovered, that, unfortunately, of her ability to metabolize alcohol.   Hordak carried her to their skiff.  The next morning was spent with the two of them in one of the bathrooms of Dryl, Hordak holding back her beautiful purple hair as she unloaded the remains of everything she’d eaten the night before into a commode.  He rubbed her back and whispered sweet nothings to her, having not changed out of his armor, experiencing a rare role-reversal in who took care of whom.   They didn’t have any plans to go to Club Galactic again.    

#spop #she-ra #entrapdak #entrapta #hordak #wrong hordak #horde clones #spacebats #old entrapdak month stories #2020 spop stories

[dappercritter]

Critter Fic Update

(bet you weren't gonna see one of these again anytime soon, eh?)

Entrapdak Fic #2 AKA Unconditionally LUVD (Yeah that's right. I gots a title now!) - After spending so long in development hell, I've worked through some things and settled on the story. It has been difficult with me not being into SPOP as I once was, but I'm going to buckle down and finish it for my friends in the Entrapdak fanbase--and for the lovely lab partners themselves! I've also decided to stop trying to write my rough drafts in paper then transcribe them, and just go straight to doing it all on the computer so that will hopefully help.

Maddie's Delivery Service (AKA The Spraddie One I Promised Approximately a Handful of You Guys) - No, I haven't forgotten about it! I just got distracted with life stuff and other fandoms. Namely The Owl House There was also a wrinkle with the story but what that means is just debating whether to set this it in season 1 or after the finale.

Godzilla: The Monster Age - On the back burner, still early in development. Where it belongs.

Tired of waiting for these? Good news! - I've been dying to make a one-shot to let everyone I'm still alive on AO3 AND for practice writing actions scenes! And I have just the fandom in mind...

#critter fics #critter update #writers on tumblr #writeblr #unconditionally luvd #maddie's delivery service #godzilla the monster age #metroid fanfiction

[dearladynightmare]

Hello everyone!!! ♥️

I wanted to finish this comic three days ago… unfortunately I became a lil sick… well here is part 1!!

PART 1/2

About the comic… I already said it a while ago but I’ll say it again… Hordak and Entrapta spent months together. Months in which they got to know each other and developed a deep friendship. Little by little that friendship became love!💜

The fact that Hordak possibly showed her the stars first is an incredibly beautiful and heart warming headcanon which I also wanted to express!✨

Hope you enjoy;)

#hordak #entrapta #she ra entrapta #she ra netflix #she ra 2018 #spop #she ra fanart #entrapdak #fanart #she ra and the princess of power fanart #luvd #✨ #softhordak #fan art #fascinating

[cirusthecitrus]

For the ask meme, 002 entrapta

Thank you for the ask! uwu

How I feel about this character: the best gremlin princess who deserves the world <3 Love her character, adore her design and aesthetic - I want to squish her like a stress toy, she's so cute and fun and cool and OP it's unbearable sometimes! 😔

All the people I ship romantically with this character: nggh i'm so boring when it comes to this stuff, but i only ship her with Hordak, do not care for other ships *shrugs*

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I'll say Entrapta and Kadroh, aka her future brother in law^^ Love their dynamic!

Oh and I also like the potential of Entrapta and Adora as a duo - honestly I wish they could interact more in canon! Adora was among the few who was always nice to her and never did her wrong, seeing Entrapta as a person rather than just a useful tool. Plus sometimes they give off such simillar vibes and they can be hilarious when together, I can totally see them becoming much closer friends post season 5!

My unpopular opinion about this character: I'm not a big fan of Entrapta's relationship/friendship with Darla and several jokes in s5 about her wanting to fuck a robot. Personally, it does make me a tiny bit uncomfortable, but my main complaint is not about that. What I'm trying to say is that it's season 5, the final season, and yet Entrapta is still more eager to interact and spend time with robots and anchient ALs than real people. There are Entrapta's supposed friends on the ship with her, and yet Entrapta spends most of the time with Darla or around new tech she found. I get that she's always excited about tech, but Entrapta went through an entire character arc about friendship and learned a lot about relationships and people, she literally wanted to find new friends who are not robots?? And yet in the final season it still doesn't feel like she's friends with anyone from the main cast. On one hand there are the princesses, their bulling and ableism, and on the other there's the best friends squad in which Entrapta was never included despite all the time she spent with them - and for the most part it felt like Entrapta wasn't actually with them, that she's all by herself on her own mission, just a crewmember and not a part of the team. She spends the whole season around people she's not really closed to and they never become closer even after their many adventures together. It makes Entrapta's interest in Darla even more understandable, but also sad. It lowkey feels like a character regression to me, but it's just my opinion.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: ooh i wish so many things had happened in canon. Like an actual scene of Entrapta finding the luvd crystal, or her reunion with Scorpia and Emily (and Imp!), or her still having some conflicting feelings towards Hordak - since she was feeling conficted back on Beast Island and there was no one who could tell her that Hordak was lied to and didn't know about her exile

But what would I want to see the most is Entrapta actually being allowed to be angry at Catra for what she did to her. Yes Entrapta forgives her, it's fine it's her choice, but at least let her be upset!! Let her being sent to die not be treated like a joke/just an inconvenience and sidelined by more Catra angst. That scene where Catra and Entrapta finally meet and Catra apologizes to her was once again about her own feelings only and never about Entrapta's. Even though Beast Island was this huge traumatic experience for her! She was willing to die there, give in to the signal because she felt like she was the problem and all her relationships failed because of her EVEN THOUGH she was literally betrayed by Catra and left behind yet again and gfphifphpg

I'm ranting at this point so I'll shut up now. In short, yeah, would be nice if Entrapta was allowed to feel upset, even if just for a moment

my OTP: Entrapdak, of course^^

my cross over ship: do not have one!

a headcanon fact: she bites and she bites HARD. Entrapta has many chewing toys/medallions but they usually don't last long. On rare occasions when she feels an urge to bite (usually when she's stressed/annoyed or in a deep thinking process) and her hands are unprotected she might bite her own palm and fingers. But nowdays her favorite target is Hordak)) No matter if she's excited or angry or anxious or bored - if Hordak is at arm's lenght from her Entrapta will gently nom on his ears, arms, shoulders or thighs. Hordak doesn't feel any pain or serious discomfort, but getting used to it was not easy, cause sometimes Entrapta warns him and sometimes it happenes unexpectedly :p

#ask memes #ramblings #entrapta #entrapdak #spop #shera #spop salt #? #edge lorde #btw my last headcanon is based on this interesting pattern i've noticed while listening to many stories from my friends and internet people #and it's that the girls in a relationship have this unexplainable urge to bite their partners not cause they're mad or smth - just because

[alexologyart]

Will You Remember Me?

The Entrapdak Zine is out today! This was the artwork I made.

Check it out in @maireadralph blog, is FULL of amazing art!

There is another version available on my Patreon to download in full resolution.

#entrapdak zine #entrapdak #luvd #entrapta #hordak #artwork #spop art #shera art

[entrapdak-or-hordapta]

I set my Entrapdak picture in Christmas decoration in my desk 🎄🥳🤗

I made this picture modeling the figures in cold porcelain this year, here more pictures 🥰🥰🥰

All my decoration in dark 🎄🎄🥳🎄

#entrapdak #entrapdak picture #my art #my art in cold porcelain #Christmas lights #Christmas decoration #hordak #luvd crystal

[danitza-drtc]

My Entrapdak picture!!

Well here the final result of my little Entrapdak project 😍😍😍, a little Entrapdak picture.

Now I can accommodate it anywhere on my desk and my work table ✌️😘.

I am so happy!!!!!

Posts: Entrapdak pins and LUVDs pins 😍

#entrapta #hordak #entrapdak #my entrapdak stuff #entrapdak fanworks #entrapdak pins #pins #cold porcelain #LUVD #LUVD entrapdak #tradicional art #deltarune #undertale #wander over yonder #foster house for imaginary friends #flowey #ralsei #wander #bloo #final space #mooncake

[hordak-sama]

Ok, I was watching Shera season 5 (last episodes), and well Hordak looks cool here.

Well, well it is difficult to recognize Hordak when he was with many clobes but honestly we can identify this clone as Hordak....

because he recognizes Entrapta when she is captured by Horde Prime.

This clone (Hordak) watches her because he recognizes her 👍

And of course, he takes a lot of interest while she speaks as usual, Hordak always listen to her 😊

LUVD connection 💗

#hordak #entrapta #entrapdak #shera and the princesses of power #the Heart #entrapdak moments #my entrapdak thoughts #luvd connection #luvd