The Legend Of Vox Machina Scanlan - Tumblr Posts

"Give me one good reason to not end you right now."

Scanlan had to think fast. The pure hatred in your eyes at the moment could freeze an army of dragon. The hiss in your tone carried more threats than a necromancy grimoire. He was more afraid of your wrath than the toilet after Grog's visit.

"It was...an accident ?" he hesitantly tried.

Bad idea. The sudden sparks between your fingers made him whimper in fear. Last time he angered you, you had turned him into a toad and only a kiss from Grog could save him.

"Getting my spellbook that dirty was a fucking 'accident' ?" you roared. "What the fuck did you have in mind ?"

"I thought I could boost my performances !" he yelped. "To please you better !"

That only sentence fueled the inferno in your eyes. The sparks of magic between your fingers turned into a smoky aura that gloved your hands. If he wasn't in danger right now, he would have taken the time to admire them.

"I'm going to have mercy and count to three. If you're not out of my sight after I'm done counting, I'll merge your body with Grog's underwear for two days."

Scanlan shrieked and raised his hands in a defensive stance.

"Could I have a kiss at least ?"

"One..."

It did not take him long to run out of your reach. He loved your fierceness as much as he feared it.

"I am surprised and not so surprised at the same time," you sighed while massaging your temples.

Before your very eyes : Scanlan. Well, Scanlan but with his body gender swapped. He smiled smugly at you and tossed your grimoire at you, winking victoriously.

"Told you I'd manage," he laughed. "And damn, I'm hot !"

He pressed a quick kiss on your cheek before checking himself in the mirror, posing in some ridiculous positions while you shook your head behind him, astounded. Earlier, you challenged Scanlan into successing a random spell in your spellbook without an instrument. You didn't think he would actually success the spell.

"Look at that !" he blew a kiss at his reflection. "What a hottie !"

"How on earth did you manage that spell ?"

He winked at you again and put his hand on his hips.

"It's actually not the first time I use this kind of spell."

"Yeah, but it is the first time you're using my type of magic."

"Let's say I'm a prodigy, then !"

He then put his hands on his chest to feel his new attributes while looking at his rear. You only watched him with a raised eyebrow then opened your grimoire at the page where the spell was. Your eyes squinted slightly as you let out a small hum.

"Did you read the page well ?" you asked.

"Of course, duh !" he rolled his eyes was pointing himself. "The proof is right in front of you. Admit it, your magic is not that—"

He suddenly interrupted himself and held his abdomen, grimacing in pain.

"What's happening ?" he grunted.

"It's your karma for being an ass," you rolled your eyes then point a specific line in the grimoire with your index. "Congratulations on your first period, doofus. Seems like yours are the painful ones."

He let himself fall down on the floor with a wheeze of distress, curled up in himself.

"Please," he whined. "Give me my balls back."