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Day 2 of @taznovembercelebration: daylight, domesticity

Dinner is at six, Taako said. On the dot, Taako said. Don’t be late, Taako had told him, eyes narrowed, or else.

Or else what? Kravitz replied, quite cheekily.

Well, hopefully you won’t find out, because you’re going to be on time. Aren’t you, Bones?

That had made Kravitz laugh, which caused Taako to tug on his tie and scowl, and then Kravitz couldn’t help but kiss him. No glamour up this early in the morning, but Kravitz leaned in close like he didn’t care. Taako chased his lips when they pulled apart—and when his breath hitched, Kravitz looked smug, so Taako bit them.

Family dinner, Kravitz had said, a little out of breath himself. Six on the dot. I’ll let Lup and Barry know. Another kiss, this one just a flicker, there and gone again, that left Taako no less flustered. Have a good day, love.

Well, six came and went. Seven flew by. By eight Taako was annoyed. By ten, he’d started to worry. When the clock struck midnight, Taako had breezed right past trivialities like anxiety and concern was squarely back to being pissed the fuck off.

Honestly. Typical of Kravitz to forget the time out in the field, but his sister and Barold should know better. If they needed a raincheck—or backup—the least they could do was call.

Taako refused to eat a family dinner all by himself—that was some sad boy shit, and Taako was no chump. Instead he shoved it in the ice box, put on a bad reality show, and sulked his way through half a bag of Fantasy Doritos; and if he did it all under Kravitz’s spare cloak with his Stone of Farspeech in hand, just in case, well, nobody was home to know.

Taako woke up because he was being crushed to death. Also, sunlight was streaming through the window by the couch and directly into his eyes. It couldn’t be later than nine. Too early to be awake. His neck was killing him. Taako groaned and tried to get up.

This failed, because of the aforementioned crushing. Taako lifted his head and squinted at his would-be killers.

By his feet: Barold, leaning against Taako’s legs, his head resting against Taako’s knee. It didn’t look very comfortable, but Barry didn’t seem to mind. There was a cat in his lap. Angus Jr. purred.

On his left: Lup, their arms linked together, her head pillowed on Taako’s shoulder as she drooled into his shirt. Gross. The bicep she’d taken hostage tingled with pins and needles. When he tried to untangle himself, she curled deeper into his side.

Someone exhaled softly against Taako’s thigh, probably in response to all the shifting around. Taako looked down. Kravitz was peaceful in sleep, and unfairly fucking handsome for someone Taako had grand plans to be mad at. He also looked like he’d been through hell. Maybe literally? The room stank of sulfur. Taako frowned and, with his free hand, traced what looked like a nasty bruise coming up on his boyfriend’s cheekbone.

He glanced over at Lup, then down at Barry. Yeah, no, they were all covered in soot and what he hoped was other people’s dried blood.

Taako pursed his lips and let his head fall back against the couch. Behind him, Taquito meowed her complaint. The audacity of these assholes. Here he was, surrounded, and now they were trying to guilt trip him, too.

“Well, I’m not making breakfast,” Taako mumbled to the cat. Taquito stretched very rudely ignored him.

“We can always order takeout. Fantasy IHOP. Pancakes.“ Taako glanced down in time to watch Kravitz blink once, twice, and then smile blearily up at his boyfriend, unguarded and soft with sleep.

Ugh. This was just unfair.

Taako poked Kravitz’s uninjured cheek. "Have you earned pancakes, handsome? I don’t think you have. Early bird gets the worm. You’re at least twelve hours late.” He sniffed. “Maybe I’ll order pancakes for myself.”

Kravitz’s smile turned rueful. “I’m sorry, love. We got trapped in—well, it’s a long story. There was no reception in the Plane of Fire. I should’ve called before we left.”

Taako huffed. His skin felt too warm. His legs were falling asleep. Someone should probably feed the cats; and yet he couldn’t bring himself to move. “S'pose you’ll just hafta tell me all about it at brunch,” he said.

Kravitz took Taako’s hand in his own. "At brunch,” he agrees.

#taquito cat 😭😭#taz balance

Tfw you know your friend created the sash with good intentions but your friends only ever seen it do harm and you love your friend and there's nothing you can do to comfort him without letting him in on your YEARS LONG LIE that you've spun to Protect him

#taz balance #merle highchurch #lucretia #petals to the metal

youhearstatic

This is your reminder that the man described in the prophecy as “The Lover” was completely alone for twelve years. No partner, no family, no friends, chased by someone he’d trusted, hated by people he loved.

#barry bluejeans #taz balance #cryn bout this too bud

Griffin: you hear this voice

Taako: is it Kravitz?

Griffin: no. It's a womans voice

Taako "we need a competent woman" Taco: okay 🤷🏽‍♀️

#relistening to taz balance and crying at 3am #taz balance #taako

The brothers' and Clint's sheer excitement and exhilaration at the end of the first 11th hour when griffin tells them they wake back up still makes me cry happy tears for just how pure it was

#the adventure zone #balance arc

pichikui

Here’s my piece for the Girl’s Love Zine! Always happy to get the chance to fangirl over Sloane & Hurley!!

#taz #taz art

leon-the-artificer

i’m literally still on page eight bc i keep getting distracted by this gorgeous boy

#a good boy #taz #taz book #taako

qrbits

on my 2nd run through taz this year

some couples

Lucretia drew the squad, now it’s the squad’s turn to draw Lucretia! ♥

bonus:

#taz #taz art #good stuff

silkrumi

Drabble idea: Angus grows up and has a child.

It’s a little girl, and this baby is the fucking apple of Taako’s eye.

He showers her with affection and gifts. He gives her ridiculous nicknames. He pontificates over her bright and glorious future and coos about how smart she will be and how many esteemed magic and science awards she will one day win. Every time Angus comes over to visit, Taako just stands by the door making huffy noises and doing a grabby hands motion until Angus sighs and hands her over. He sits her on his lap and makes magic sparkles appear in front of her and gives her tastes of frosting off of the cake they’re having and basically does everything a baby’s favorite person in the world SHOULD do.

So Taako is eternally salty that Kravitz is the baby’s favorite and pretty much has been from day one.

apostatively

This is so goddamn perfect.

Imagine her growing up knowing how to cook **everything** because she’s spent a significant portion of her formative years as a captive audience on Taako’s countertop. They go out to eat somewhere as a family, the waiter brings her a kid’s menu and receives ***the most blisteringly judgmental glare of their life***

Her room is full of wooden ducks of various shapes and sizes, painted ducks, ducky mobiles, but she’s not allowed near Magnus’ workshop after The Incident. Magnus is just indignant. (“Oh, but Taako gets to do HIS thing??! He’s got knives and fire and stuff flying through the air in there, but she teaches herself how to operate *one* power tool…!”)

She never seemed to wake them up crying as an infant, and Angus solved that mystery when he got up to check on her one night and found a skeletal Kravitz rocking her to sleep, singing thousand-year-old lullabies to her in their ergonomic sliding baby chair. Taako’s status as Favorite has been secretly nuked from the literal cradle.

Taako keeps pestering Angus and his SO to have “at LEAST one more!!” because “what if she gets lonely???” Angus navigates his mentor’s trauma by laying a hand on Taako’s shoulder and saying, “Look sir, I know you’ve been through a lot in the past with losing Miss Lup, and it’s obvious you’re pretty torn up about it. Are you feeling isolated or insecure at all? Do you want to go for a walk and maybe talk about some of these feelings you’re having-” by which time Taako is three planes away and never brings procreation up to Angus again. He’s learned far too well from Merle.

Lup takes to her adopted role as Fabulous and Powerful Great Aunt of Mystery like a fish to water. She’s constantly sweeping in and out of the girl’s life like Miss Frizzle or Mary Poppins possessed, taking her on adventures that Ango and his SO eventually have to insist that she schedule with them first to avoid overlapping with school projects, tests, or major life events. The child has gotten out of more than one dentist appointment this way.

Barry, meanwhile, is shit with kids and he knows it(, and kids know it). One of his few attempts to connect end with the great-niece narcing to Kravitz about the location of Barry’s shrunken head collection. He cannot more-desperately wish she were just a *little* more grown up, but when they can finally have a simple conversation together, he becomes the go-to adult for science fair projects. Angus takes slight offense that he can’t quite compete with a necromancer rocket scientist for dramatic flair at the tri-county Junior Scienceplosion and Physics-off

Mookie babysits, and she *loves* him, they have the most fun together and he’s always up to her energy level and ready to wrestle or catch fireflies or play flashlight-swords around the living room. He’s like, the only other *cool* kid she knows, and she becomes a staple at Merle’s Extreme Teen Adventures from an impossibly early age

She enters one of those kids’ cooking competitions eventually to flex her prowess, and win or lose her entire family is there to cheer her on. At multiple points, the gang has to physically intervene to keep Taako off the stage/away from the competing children. Her precociousness and ridiculous levels of self-confidence make her an audience darling, and she releases a cookbook shortly after.

On her next stay at Merlegaritaville she begs to be allowed to bus tables, only to be found an hour later behind the bar serving drinks, having kicked out the actual bartender in dissatisfaction. When patrons ask about the legality of a little girl serving up their whiskey sours, she just stares at them, hands on her hips, and says, “…I’m [X Name] Mcdonald, the world’s greatest chef. From TV.” When word reaches Taako, pride and joy overwhelm him and he sobs on Ren for a full half-hour before calling his lawyers.

Mini-Ango knows the lawsuit for what it is: a show of respect.

unquestionably-questionable

I love this so much.

Maybe one time Angus is helping the boner squad out trying to clear out a cult of followers of Orcus or Vecna or something, and one of these young cultists decides that a great way to get the Worlds Greatest Detective off their trail is to take his daughter for ransom. Maybe it’s been about a generation since Story and Song. Maybe they were too young to really comprehend the 7 Birds, have only heard the story in bits and pieces.

This is a task in an of itself, but eventually, two of the lower level cultists find the minute to snatch this, 11 or 12 year old girl from an ally, and are patting themselves on that back when they present her to the head lich in charge.

“She’s the McDonald child, Ma'am, we left a note, told ‘em to leave off until after the rituals’ complete or she’s dead,” says one of the cultists proudly.

“Idiots,” hisses the head lich.

Little (maybe??) Louise McDonald is scared. She’s in a dark cave standing in front of a lich surrounded by cultists and even though she was blindfolded on the way in she heard the tell-tale click clack of skeletons towards the entrance of the cave. She’s knows she’s a hostage and she knows she’s here to stop her family from interrupting whatever ritual these people are planning.

She also knows, without a doubt, that all 7 Birds plus probably Neverwinter’s entire police force have all already mobilized to find her.

And she could tell the lich that, say it in a way that barely betrays how scared she is in this moment.

But Kravitz is her favorite, so instead she says “Death will come for me,” (the best thing to be when you’re scared is melodramatic - Taako and Lup) and does what she always does when she’s scared, and starts humming the lullaby he used to sing to her when she was little, still sings to her when she wakes up from nightmares.

(The fact that this song is actually an ancient prayer to the Raven Queen, and so therefore immediately alerts Kravitz, Lup, and Barry to her location is purely coincidence. Kravitz has definitely not been trying to condition this into this child for the last 12 years, nope, definitely not)

apostatively

HEADCANON I N T E N S I F I E S

#taz #angus

busket

teenager angus doodles i posted on twitter

taako is annoyed that humans age so fast

busket

HES FED UP

busket

damn humans dont listen

#taz art

jobeeart

hey so uh. travis 100% based his new taz character on nadiya from the great british bake off right like like he did that and i will be very disappointed if she doesn’t say this at least once

#taz: commitment