Hi? I'm Taako?

Y'know, from tv?

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

classic. 

[fromtv]

So apparently I forgot that “disease resistance” of Elves is not “disease immunity” ....

[moondroppcd]

starter call (open) | @fromtv

       “You know, Taako, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were following me,” the Reaper chuckled, swinging his scythe in an arc until it fell to the ground, disguised as a fashionable walking cane. “Or do you just run awry of necromancers on a regular basis?”

[fromtv]

“Me’n the boys probably bump into way more necromancers than the average party, yeah, now that I’m thinkin’ about it.” Taako wasn’t going to admit that Kravitz’s timing had been rather convenient with this necromancer. Again. “I’m just trying to be a good Samaritan, hope you know. Helpin’ people with problems out of a bad sitch.” For a reward, of course. “I’m not, uh.. y’know. Signing up for the dark side or whatev.” The elf tossed a cheeky smile at his super handsome boyfriend. “You’d pout at me and I can’t stand to see you pout.”

[fromtv]

Just add luster dust of a nice color to any wine you actually like.

Boom.

[fromtv]

Pearly stuff is nice in a clearer/light white. Gold or black for a nice red.

Get a really dark wine and put in silver for a galaxy in your glass.

Put it in your mixed drinks too.

[fromtv]

In short, drink sugar glitter that tastes good to you.

[fromtv]

Just add luster dust of a nice color to any wine you actually like.

Boom.

[fromtv]

Pearly stuff is nice in a clearer/light white. Gold or black for a nice red.

Get a really dark wine and put in silver for a galaxy in your glass.

Put it in your mixed drinks too.

[fromtv]

Just add luster dust of a nice color to any wine you actually like.

Boom.

[umbrellich]

Hello? Shopkeeper? Were these crystals charged in organic, unfiltered moonlight?

[fromtv]

Ugh, don’t TELL me they were battery box charged with antibiotic-laced moonlight?

[fromtv]

grimrecper‌:

        He stood frozen in place while Taako explained,  expression moving from fear of tardiness,  to confusion,  to a slight hurt that Taako really hadn’t expected him to be on time.  Although he was kind of late for the fake time,  too.  ‘  I’m offended by your brilliant little plan that worked perfectly,  dear,  ‘ the huffed reply came after Kravitz moved into the kitchen and leaned against the doorway,  watching the elf work.  ‘  Do you need help getting anything ready?  ‘

“Nah, Taako’s good in here.” He took some covered dish out of the oven and set it on a trivet using mage hand before turning and giving Kravitz a short kiss while being careful not to touch anything with his hands to keep them ready to work.

“Don’t take it the wrong way, babe, I wasn’t doubting you wanted to be on time or that you’d do your darnedest to be. But I’ve heard Lup and Barold talking about the reams of paperwork it takes to do your cosmically important jobs and I know how stressed you would be if you thought you were late and that you’ve been tracking some conspiracy which sounded like even MORE paperwork that RQ would need right away... so I built in a safety cushion to let you decompress when you got home, get a glass of wine, and maybe smooch your amazing boyfriend a bit. Or clean up if, y’know, you got a bit of cultist on you.” 

Clear communication and explanation of his motives so Kravitz wouldn’t think Taako didn’t consider his feelings or didn’t trust him. The elf was pleased with himself for being such a great boyfriend.

[fromtv]

grimrecper‌: 

   The shift in tone led the reaper to pause in place,  towering over some small village from his vantage point.  The sun wasn’t quite touching the horizon;  he still had time.  But Taako was right and he’d eat himself inside out with guilt over being late.  ‘  You’re never a nag,  love.  I appreciate the reminder.  And I’ll be there,  picking cat hair out of it anyway.  You know I can’t kick Mira out of my lap.  ‘  he replied with a tone gentler than before.  ‘  See you tonight.  ‘

  He was … slightly late.  Not a full hour,  probably only ten or twenty minutes from finishing up paperwork before he nearly fell over himself while calling out,  ‘  You leave my sweater alone! I’m here! On time!   ‘

Taako leaned out of the kitchen, exceedingly smug grin in place. “Actually, my dude, you’re ‘bout twenty minutes early since I cleverly told you to be home at an earlier time so you’d have time to spiffy up or relax before company came.” He was so exceedingly pleased with himself that he was practically purring with self-satisfaction. It was always nice when a plan came together. 

[fromtv]

grimrecper‌:

‘   I Apologized for that,  so many times.  I’m still really sorry.  ‘   Kravitz bit back a reminder that he’s still getting used to caring about the linear passage of time.  After so long that can’t still be an excuse,  right?  ‘  As I said,  I’m going to try very,  very hard.  Within the very small margin that I don’t make it I do feel the need to remind you that blowing off work means blowing off the Goddess of Death,  and the person responsible for my very existence in any plane beside Astral.  ‘

“Which is why the consequence isn’t so bad.” Taako was still working as he chatted, but paused momentarily in his stirring. With a sigh he spoke again, a gentler tone. “And.. the whole important job thing is why I’m reminding you. Not to be a nag. ‘Cause that’s uncool. Just in case the ‘time exists’ thing was happening. Since you’d feel extra bad if you missed something important to me again.” Clear communication was something he was working on with Kravitz. Nearly the entire rest of the universe could misunderstand him and he wouldn’t care, but Kravitz was a special case and got to have the layers that made up the elf’s psyche explained a bit better on occasion. Between Krav’s lapsed interpersonal communication skills, Taako’s lack of fucks to give, and their combined levels of disaster gay, it was wise to try and prevent drama between them. 

“Anyway,” back to normal and back to work. “Be there or be picking cat hair out of cashmere forever.”

[grimrecper]

"I know death has no real days off or whatev but if you miss this dinner I will literally give your favorite sweater to the cat."

       ‘   Oh  –  love,  don’t be like that,  ‘   the pout he has is audible in the voice carrying through his stone of farspeech.  ‘   You know I promised I would be home.  With the absolute best on the job,  it won’t take all day,  you know that.  Now for your sister and Barold  –  I can’t promise their attendance.   ‘

[fromtv]

“Yeah, like you promised to be home before dinner on Midsummer?” Taako heard that sexy pout and filed it away for later–today wasn’t the day for cheeky sexy phone antics while his boyfriend was at work. “I mean it. I’ll give it to the cat and you’ll never get it back. I’ve got it hidden away somewhere, ready to deploy as a cat bed or return to you tonight. Your choice, my dude.”

[fromtv]

Holla holla

[daphrona]

canon heavily suggests that angus one day becomes as strong as magnus so remember that.

[daphrona]

Angus, now in his early twenties, picking up Taako so he can’t have a cat fight with another wizard: Sir please we’re in public.

[hannibalvector]

i…..had to

[daphrona]

you’re a saint and i wish the winter comes favorably for you.

[fromtv]

I need a personal assistant.

[umbrellich]

fromtv‌:

No, just implying that you match your husband. Nerds, the both of you. Can’t believe we’re related.

You know, I think the same thing when I see how great I look in the morning and then I look and see you’re wearing yet another giant hat.

[fromtv]

It’s called an aesthetic and you’re just jealous since you lost yours around cycle 50.

[umbrellich]

fromtv replied to your post: Where can a girl get complex, meaningful…

Nerd.

Jealous because I’m good at math and sexy, aren’t you?

[fromtv]

No, just implying that you match your husband. Nerds, the both of you. Can’t believe we’re related.

[necromanticon]

New York Style Or Perish

[fromtv]

Then perish, Barold.

[necromanticon]

If I wanted a lasagna with crust I’d boil the noodles myself, Taako

[fromtv]

You’d try and then set the kitchen on fire again by walking away to do your nerd stuff and forget you started pasta an hour ago.

There is no perfect pizza. Only perfect pizzas. Everyone has their own personal ideal of what the perfect pizza is like. There’s a fucking glorious spectrum ranging between mega deep dish and your fucking burnt cracker crust. Not even going into novelty ‘zza like the pizza cake or pizza bites.

Don’t limit yourself to one vision of what pizza can be, or you’ll miss out on lots of culinary adventure. Admittedly relatively safe culinary adventure, but adventurous enough for those with nerd toddler palates.