Vaggie: “Charlie? Can I have a pick-me-up?”
Charlie: “!! YES!!! OF COURSE ALWAYS!!!”
Charlie: “Uh- where to start, um- Oh oh oh! You have the most AMAZING laugh whenever you to relax enough for it and your voice is INCREDIBLE really easy to get lost listening to- You take skirt wearing to whole other level, you snore SO cutely in your sleep, and even if it’s a little concerning how fast you are with that spear, it’s also really kinda h-”
Vaggie: “I meant literally, babe. Like, thanks for making me blush, but…”
Charlie: “Ohhhh you want UPPIES?”
Vaggie: “Girlfriend-based personal vertical augmentation- yeah. I’d, I’d like uppies. Please.”
Charlie: “One vertical upgrade via your girlfriend coming right UP!” (giggles) (picks up) “Heheh, how’s this?”
Vaggie: (is up picked) “Perfect, sweetie. Now carry me over to Alastor?”
Alastor: “?”
Charlie: “Okay?” (starts walking) “…why…?”
Vaggie: “I wanna punch him in his stupid smiling extremely punchable face.”
Alator: “Oh I AM flattered!”
Vaggie: “Great he’s given implied consent to a beating, let’s go.”
Charlie: “Okay.” (turning around) “We’re not doing that.”
Vaggie: “We don’t have to. I’ll do the punching, all you have to do is go over there and hold me at eye level.”
Charlie: "Vaggie-"
Alastor: “Get on a level with ME? Rather impossible for you, I’m afraid. You simply lack my, dare I say DEPTH of vision, ha ha! DO take care you don’t suffer from altitude sickness in the attempt through, hmm?”
Vaggie: “Two seconds of being held up to his face, Charlie, that’s all I’m asking.”
Charlie: “Vaggie, that’s still assault on my part. That’s assault with a deadly weapon, even!”
Vaggie: “I’m not armed?”
Charlie: “Are you breathing?”
Vaggie: “Uhh, yeah..?”
Charlie: “If you’re breathing then you’re a threat.”
Vaggie: (grinning) “Aww, Charlie.”
Charlie: “ESPECIALLY to guys like Alastor. No offence, Alastor.”
Alastor: “Compliment accepted!”
Vaggie: (beaming) (didn’t hear him) “You’re just saying that.”
Alastor: (annoyed dial tune) “Ahem. Well, I just said-”
Charlie: “I’m saying it because it’s true, and my ex still instinctively flinches at any HINT of a red hair bow at around chest height.” (switches to cuddling vaggie) “So let’s go be a threat over here instead, okay? Out of Alastor punching range.”
Vaggie: “Still within spear throw.”
Alastor: “Ahh yes, your darling divine toothpick. How quaint!”
Charlie: “Would you really wanna get his blood all over your spear?”
Vaggie: (HEAVY SIGH) “Nnnnno… I guess not.”
Alastor: (honestly insulted) “Rude.”
Charlie: “Didn’t thinks so!” (muttering) “The way you fawn over the stupid thing when it get’s so much as a stupid little smudge from me poking it in it’s stupid perfectly polished face…”
Vaggie: “What?”
Alastor: (evil static) “SHE said-”
Charlie: “Nothing! Petty revenge always ends up biting you in the ass! Anyway.” (grins brightly) “We’ve got better things to do than punch people in the face!”
Vaggie: “Good point.” (touches charlie’s jaw thoughtfully) “...this angle is pretty useful for more than just punching.”
Alastor: “AhaHA! And there is my cue to get off the air!”
Charlie: “Yeah…?”
Vaggie: “Yeah..”
Alastor: “Indeed!”
Charlie: “Like for tongue wrestling~?”
Vaggie: “….”
Alastor: “….”
Alastor: “Oh dear~!
Vaggie: “….”
Vaggie: “What.”
Charlie: “Well if it’s combat you’re after- we COULD have a battle for dominance. Y’know. With our mouths.”
Charlie: (wink)
Vaggie: “….never mind. You can put me down now.”
Alastor: “Oooh~”
Charlie: “!! NO NO WAIT I TAKE IT BACK-”
Vaggie: “Charlie. It’s seared into my brain.”
Alastor: (grinning) “Dreadful! Truly dreadful!”
Charlie: “NOOOO NO NO UN-SEAR IT! UN-SEAR IT FROM THE BRAIN!!!!”
Vaggie: “I don’t feel up for punching anyone either anymore, so don’t worry.”
Charlie: “Would, would punching put you back in the mood!? Vaggie please wait hold on just one sec-”
Charlie: “ALASTOR! CAN YOU COME OVER- NOOO DON’T WALK AWAY, I NEED-”
Charlie: VAGGIE!!! Wait!! I’m sorry! Please wait up! Please I’m sorry I just got SO in the mood and kinda COMPLETELY lost my mind with your talking all low right next to me like that, like when we-”
Alastor: (distantly) “Dear ones~ I am not yet out of hearing range~”
Vaggie: “Good. Suffer.”
Charlie: “I’m suffering IM SUFFERNG! PLEASE!!!” (trailing after girlfriend) “Vaggiiiiieeeee..! S-smooches????”
Vaggie: “Sweetie, I can’t even look at you right now.”
Charlie: “We could do the smooches without looking!!!”
Vaggie: “Even worse. Every time I close my eye I see your tongue suited up in armor, waving around a sword.”
Charlie: (horrified) “No! NO!!! IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE A METAPHOR!”
Vaggie: “Metaphorically speaking, I’ve been scarred.”
Charlie: “Th- then let me kiss it better!”
Vaggie: “Not how it works, babe.”
Charlie: “ARGH!”
Angel Dust: “Hey’a tootes! Guess who’s back from LONG and HARD day of… the fuck is wrong with her?”
Vaggie: “She’s fine.”
Charlie: (clutching vaggie’s arm) (wailing) “FANFIC RUIN LIVES!!!!!”
Angel Dust: “Ain’t that the truth. Porn tip- NEVER try adapting a smut fic for the screen. Choreography’s a nightmare…”
Vaggie: “Wow thanks for the amazing advice that we definitely needed.”
Angel Dust: “Ya welcome.”
Charlie: “We might still need it! Right Vaggie!? We might still be doing stuff like that in future-”
Vaggie: “What we could really use right now is a few drinks. Angel, I’ll spot yours if you can convince Husk to open early.”
Charlie: (slumping over bar) “I hate my life.”
Angel Dust: “That’s cute, Charlie-horse.” (lean down to whisper at vaggie) “Ya sure she hasn’t already had any...?”
Vaggie: “I’m sure-”
Charlie: “-the whole PROBLEM is me NOT GETTING ANY!”
Vaggie: “Annnd now everyone knows it, perfect.”
Angel Dust: “Oh now this is JUICY!”
Charlie: “What everyone? I only told Angel…?”
Vaggie: “Angel can’t keep anything to himself, including himself.”
Angel Dust: “Spittin’ nothin’ but truths tonight, huh Maximum Vaggige? Cherri will love this- I’m gonna need ALL deets! Wait right here and I’ll get Husker fluff to loosen those gossipy tongues right up!!”
Vaggie: “Great. More tongue stuff.”
Charlie: “UGH.”
Vaggie: “….”
Charlie: “…”
Vaggie: “Charlie.”
Charlie: “Meh?”
Vaggie: “I swear, if I could kiss you right now without physically cringing, I would.”
Charlie: “...Vaggie.”
Vaggie: “Yeah?”
Charlie: “What if we’re never able to kiss again?”
Vaggie: “…”
Charlie: “…Vaggie this is the part where you say don’t be silly and reassure me.”
Vaggie: “I know.”
Charlie: “Tell me I’m being silly, Vaggie.”
Vaggie: “Charlie, I… I will always love you, no matter what.”
Charlie: “That’s-”(sitting bolt upright) “THAT’S NOT REASSURING!”
Vaggie: (slumping next to her at the bar) “Where the FUCK is Husk and those drinks.”
Its me, your feral godmother
Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.
If angels are terrifying monstrosities that tell you “be not afraid” are demons adorable harmless creatures that demand to be feared?
the one thing you can’t replace
"I'm fun scary!"
"Laudna, you're scary scary"
I have this little headcanon that when Laudna casts shroud of shadow there's also a phantasmal red rope...
Yeah, dark, I know, but it's my headcanon...
Let me know what you think!
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*Caitlyn, Ekko and Vi Uncover Jinx Operating a Giant Mechanical Beast*
Caitlyn: Wha-You?! You made this? Why?!
Jinx: Well…I. I just wanted attention.
Caitlyn: I still don't understand.
Jinx: Well, first I hootenannied up a biomechanical brain wave generator, and then I learned to operate a stick-shift with one of my braids and-
Ekko: Okay, yeah. But WHY did you do it?
Jinx: I wanted attention, I already explained that.
Vi: Why didn’t you just tell us you wanted attention.
Jinx: Well, making a giant death robot seemed a lot easier than being emotionally vulnerable to you guys; also, it’s kind of my thing. Like when Silco was 30 minutes late picking me up, so I created a homicidal pterodactyl-tron or when Vi didn’t come to any of my birthdays-
Vi: I was in jail!
Jinx: - and I constructed an eighty-ton SHAME BOT THAT EXPLODED THE ENTIRE UNDERCITY!!
*Laughs like a maniac*
Jinx: Well, time to get back to work on my death ray!
Lux: Jinx texted me "my love, I am intoxicated" and five minutes later Vi sends me a photo of her, passed out, phone in hand and zoomed in on one of my selfies.
i fukcing hate this show