Crack That Whip: Chaggie & Hazbins
Slight Puppy Love reference.
Vaggie: (wearing a pair of black jogger sweatpants with the cuffs rolled up to her knees and a sports bra) Are you sure you want to do this, babe? You're not really much of a fighter. (Hastily) Which I love about you.
Charlie: (drooling and giving little puppy pants at the sight of Vaggie's abs, shoulders, and traps) I wanna lick you so bad right now...
Vaggie: (stretching and warming up) What was that, hun?
Charlie: This is the best way I can learn how!
Angel: (sitting on a bench with a bowl of popcorn) Nice save, Toots.
Husker: (hosting a betting pool) Place your bets. How long will the Princess last?
Cherri: (takes a handful of popcorn) Put twenty hellbucks on her lasting one minute.
Charlie: I know I'm not much of a fighter. Adam wiping the floor with me proved that. I want to at least be able to hold my own in the future if that ever happens again.
Inner Sin - Lust: (growling) And if we can get scissors between those molten caramel thighs, all the better~
Charlie: (mentally) Shut up, Lust! Now is not the time!
Vaggie: (completely oblivious to Charlie's inner steuggle) Alright, if you say so. Just.... tap twice if you yield.
Charlie: Wait. What?
Vaggie: (lunges forward, grabs Charlie's shirt, leans back while shoving her foot into Charlie's hip, flips them over, and pins Charlie down while cutting off the blood flow using her own shirt collar)
Charlie: (getting lightheaded/swimming as dark circles encroach on her vision and taps Vaggie's thigh twice)
Vaggie: (releases her hold and scrambles to her feet, holding her hand out to help) Oh. Shit! Charlie, are you okay?????
Charlie: I'm good! I'm gooooood. Hmmmm.... (grows tail and swipes at Vaggie's wrist)
Vaggie: (Catches the tail and uses it to roll Charlie over, pinning her down to the mat with her knee) Nice try, babe. Don't think I wouldn't have this thing in mind.
Tail: (thrashing and trying desperately to wrap around any part of Vaggie's body)
Vaggie: Oh, no. You behave. (straightens out the flailing limb and cracks it through the air like a whip)
CRACK!!!
Charlie: (immediately groans filthily as her eyes pop red and her horns burst from her head) Mommy!~
Angel & Cherri: (drop their handfuls of popcorn and blushes) Mommy!
Husker: (dollar bills slip through his fingers) Mommy....
Emily: (watching the whole thing from the crystal ball in heaven, spits out her tea with a deep blush) M-M-Mommy!
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Angel Dust: (teasing) I'm just saying! This guy's clearly down bad for Smiles. It's plain as day, and kinda sickening.
Alastor: Now hold on; I can deal with your crass remarks usually, but don't you think you're taking it a step too far? Honestly, not everything is as you imagine it in your depraved little mind-
Vox: No, he's right. I did have a thing for you.
[Loud static screech. All hotel residents now staring openly with varying degrees of interest.]
Vox: And after everything I fucking did for you, you still had the nerve to shoot me down after stringing me along, you ungrateful piece of shit!
Angel Dust, Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Niffty, Frank, and Alastor: WHAT!?
Lucifer: Alastor, why are you surprised?
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CrypticGod!Merlin and Worshipper aka fanboy Mordred CRACK AU - Part 3
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Merlin learns that being a god in semi-mortal form is very difficult when having a strong follower like Mordred.
Mordred, like many who pray to their god as some kind of anchor, will often pray something along the lines of ‘Emrys, give me strength and courage’ or ‘Emrys, please be with me through this difficult time’ unconsciously.
Except, unlike the normies, his commitment and belief are EXTREMELY STRONG, so when he prays strong enough, HIS GOD ACTUALLY SHOWS UP:
Arthur, charging him during sparring: Come on, Mordred! You can do better than this!!
Mordred: (anxiously praying) Emrys helps me
Merlin, suddenly appears between Arthur and Mordred, with Arthur about to smash him with the sword: THE FUCK—
Obviously, he is banned from praying during sparring, but occasionally Merlin will still pop up out of nowhere when he is anxious, and the knights eventually have to get used to it:
Arthur: Today, the neighbouring kingdom’s knights will join us for the practice, and there will be some competitions. I hope all of you are ready to protect and uphold the honour of Camelot’s knights. Any defeat is unacc—-
Arthur:
Arthur: any defeat is understandable, for one must lose before learning true victory, so please don’t get too stressed, especially you, Mordred.
Mordred: How do you know I am stressed?
Gwaine, carrying Merlin, who pop up above his head the moment Arthur said ‘defeat’, on his neck : Yeah, I wonder how
As their relationship improves, the power of Mordred’s prayer gets stronger. Not only can Merlin feels his emotions and more in-depth thoughts through the prayer, it also affects Merlin’s power, in both endearing and also straight-up ridiculous ways.
Lancelot, whispers: You are very upset because of that Lord Asshole’s shitty comment toward the Druids, aren’t you.
Mordred, calm and composed: No, I am a knight of Camelot and a grown man, I will not be bothered by something so trivial. I am not upset at all.
Lancelot: You aren’t praying to Merlin now are you.
Mordred: How is that relevant?
Merlin: *BARGING INTO THE MEETING* *SHOOTING FIRE BEAMS FROM HIS EYE, DESTROYING THE PATH AS HE WALKS* *GRABBING LORD ASSHOLE BY A COLLAR THEN PROCEEDS TO GERMAN SUPLEX HIM ON THE TABLE*
Arthur, watching this happens for the third time this week:
Arthur: Mordred, we talked about this, you have to express your thoughts and feelings verbally, not by praying to Merlin
Merlin: Don’t force him Arthur! He will talk when he is ready!
Arthur: STOP SPOILING HIM YOU ARE JUST HAPPY YOU GET TO PUNCH NOBLES
Also, when he is extremely happy, he prays to Merlin as well, like ‘Thanks Emrys for all the good fortunes that happen to me today’
Elyan: Arthur complimented Mordred at training today didn’t he? Maybe saying something like ‘you are going to be one of Camelot finest knights soon’
Percival: How do you know??? you were not there today????
Elyan, watching Merlin’s skin glows, not even in an oh so beautiful ethereal way but like a radioactive sun way: It’s .. hard to miss…
The first time Mordred wins a tournament, Merlin radiates for three days straight. His voice also sounds godly with all the weirdly smooth echoes and harp melody complimenting his every word. Mordred is exhilarated. Arthur is going insane. Merlin finally officially bans Mordred from praying to him.
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CloneTok
Cody: everyone stitch this with the most messed up war crime your general has committed right in front of you I’ll start; there was this time with a tube sock and a bottle of bleach, story started on Tenoo-
Rex: Oh, nah your General has done WAY worse than that.
Cody: Yes but this one was so out of pocket and messed up on a personal level istg he concocted this one just to watch the world burn-
Wolffe: Um??? My general has never committed a warcrime around me????
Cody: *glares at him for daring to speak in his presence* Did anyone ask you?
Wolffe: technically you did.
Cody: technically you should have been eaten in the decanting tank-
Wolffe: YOURE JUST MAD IM BABEY AND YOURE GROUCHY!!
Cody: I LIKE BEING GROUCHY YOU LITTLE PIMPLE!
Rex: *steals the comm while they fight to the death in the background* Sorry about them, 17 says they’ve been threatening to end the other since before they could talk. He’s got baby videos of them beating each other up before they could walk, it’s so cute. Sometimes he watches them and cries when drunk.
Cody: *pulling hair*
Wolffe: *trying to bite through Cody’s gloves*
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