!!content warning for this account: adult jokes and curse words!!
I don’t want to hear any shipping hate. I don’t care if you don’t like one of them, none of them are hurting anyone and this account isn’t for drama. It’s is for everyone to enjoy, so keep it to yourself.
tw // weapon mention
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Hordak: My dear, I’m afraid I cannot mansplain manipulate manwhore our way out of this.
Entrapta, pulling out a knife: Manslaughter it is.
Shadow Weaver: You need to eat healthier.
Catra: No.
Shadow Weaver: The last person who said no to me died.
Catra: Oh my god-
Shadow Weaver: In a plane crash.
Catra: That sounds unrelated…
Shadow Weaver: I crashed the plane. Do not disobey me.
Scorpia: What's with the napkin on the glass door?
Catra: Entrapta keeps walking into the glass door, so I thought this would help.
Entrapta: Oh, cool! A floating napk- *Walks into the glass door*
Alternatively,
Catra: Wait, don’t kill me! I have a wife!
Horde Prime: You think that will stop me?
Catra: That wasn’t a plea for mercy, it was a warning.
Horde Prime: Wha-
Adora, smashing through a wall: FOR THE HONOR OF GREY SKULL!!
Catra: Wait, don’t kill me! I have a wife!
Horde Prime: You think that will stop me?
Catra: That wasn’t a plea for mercy, it was a warning.
Horde Prime: Wha-
Adora, smashing through a wall: I’M COMIN, CATRA!!
Bow: I’ll probably never get married.
Adora: You know, I actually married my best friend.
Bow: *Turns to look at Glimmer*
Glimmer: Don’t even think about it.
Bow: We don’t have to do it… but I’m gonna think about it.
Glimmer: Now look what you’ve done.
Glimmer: Do you have a crush on Adora?
Catra, sweating: No!! Why would you think that?
Glimmer: You’ve been writing A+C in little hearts all over the place.
Catra: it stands for absolute chaos.