Just TAZ and Shitposts

Kelly \\ 25 \\ Aquarius \\ they/them \\ kellysaur on ao3

[lethendralis-paints]

Finished this one while on stream. A sketch of a blood elf paladin for a friend. I wish I could call it a quick one but nah, struggled a lot today for some reason

[ceilingfan5]

@taznovembercelebration day 1: crunch/kiss

Crunch.

Crunch!

Crunch.

“Taako,” Kravitz starts, hesitant but gentle. “I’m beginning to think you’re upset about something.”

“I’m just stepping on leaves,” Taako snaps. “Can’t a guy enjoy the morbid gifts of Autumn’s dying breath?”

“You know, I guess so.” Kravitz watches him go out of his way to stomp the next closest leaf, and the crack of his shoe against the pavement carries a lot of words left unsaid. “You just usually do it with a little more cheer. This, I mean, Taako, I’ve gotta say, this crunching is bordering on hostile.”

“You’re bordering on hostile!” Taako retorts cleverly, and he crushes another leaf under his tastefully purple boots. It doesn’t make nearly as satisfying a sound as he’d expected, because he kicks at what’s left of it and nearly trips on the uneven sidewalk. Kravitz reaches out to steady him, and Taako gives Kravitz a startled glance, caramelized in meaning and sprinkled in tension.

“You good?”

“What if I wasn’t good, what then, huh?”

“Well,” Kravitz takes a breath, decides to do the foolish thing, and wraps his arm around Taako, pulling him close. Taako freezes beside him for a split second, but begrudgingly allows the touch, and they move on down the sidewalk in the brisk fall air. “I think I’d want to know about it, Taako. You’re my best friend. I don’t want you to be stompy. Or- at least, I want you to enjoy the stomping. You have murder in your heart today.”

“Maybe the murder was already there and you didn’t notice,” Taako grumbles, tucking himself into Kravitz’s half-embrace. But he clearly wants to spill the poisonous beans, and he huffs before giving in. “I- don’t laugh at me.”

“You know I won’t.”

“You don’t know that! I haven’t said it yet!”

“Taako.”

“Okay, fuck, fine, okay. Listen. I- I’m mad that fucker broke up with you.”

“What?” Kravitz isn’t exactly laughing. He was sort of incredibly avoiding talking about it. “Listen, Taako, you don’t need to be so upset on my behalf. I’ve calmed down, it’s fine. Clearly we weren’t exactly meant to be.”

“Well obviously! He’s stood you up more than he’s taken you out! He got you Walmart-ass discount flowers as a half-assed apology! You know what, I’m not even allowing him that much of a fraction. Honestly he’s a piece of shit and needs his thumbs screwed up his own-”

“Taako,” Kravitz says gently. “I’m not that upset. Why are you so upset?”

“Because-” Taako’s voice cracks a little, and he stops walking, and Kravitz has to stutter to a halt to not completely wipe him out without letting go. “Because you fucking deserve better, okay??”

“I gotta wonder,” Kravitz jokes. My track record is not so hot. Lukewarm, I’d have to say, and that may be generous-”

“You’re fucking goofing! You’re goofing and I can’t stand it!” Taako stomps his tasteful purple boot again, and no leaves crunch underneath this time. Kravitz pulls his arm back and takes in Taako’s stormy expression, figuring he may need to rethink his umbrella strategy.

“Taako?”

“I’m serious, Krav, you deserve better! You deserve someone who cherishes your goofass! Someone who loves it when you sing those dumb made up songs! Someone-”

Something clicks, and reality seems to shift thirty-five degrees to the right. It’s enough to set off Kravitz’s stomach like a shoddily-put-together carnival ride.

“Someone like you?”

Taako looks like he’s going to cry.

“I- I-” he stutters, and then chews his lip--just as purple as his boots. “I’m not good enough for you.”

“Oh, fuck that!” Kravitz is almost angry. “You think- you think you’re not good enough? For my goofass? You- you think we couldn’t be perfect together??”

“What, and you do??”

“So what if I do!”

“I’d like to fucking know if you did!” Taako balls up his fists and stomps his foot again. “You drive me fucking bonkers, you know that?”

“Oh, I drive you bonkers? You’re standing here declaring your love for me and putting yourself down in the same breath and I’m supposed to what, just take that?”

“You think that was a fucking declaration of love? I’ll show you a goddamn declaration of love! I love your stupid cheesy ass and everything about you and the dumb songs you sing in the morning and the dorky way you dress and I love how you go off about your nerd shit and it drives me fucking bananas to see you date guys who don’t appreciate every fucking inch of you like I do! But what am I supposed to do?”

“I’ll tell you what to fucking do. You know what you oughta fucking do?”

“What!”

They’re standing right in the middle of the sidewalk shouting at each other like the world is crunching down around their ears, not even a full inch between their faces, tears in their eyes, emotion in their chests, and somehow it seems just about inevitable.

“You should fucking kiss me, asshole!”

“Make me!”

And the tension has snapped like a steel cable, and their previous relationship is careening down to the craggy rapids below, but Taako is climbing Kravitz like a tree and Kravitz is kissing him back like he stole all of the oxygen out of the atmosphere and Taako’s hands are in his hair and Kravitz is supporting Taako by the ass and the world has completely changed--on the other side, something new, something better, something very, very similar...with one vital change.

After ages and ages, they manage to separate, bonking their foreheads together affectionately and laughing softly, out of breath and lightheaded and seeing hearts where vital visual information may or may not be.

“Stupid,” Taako breathes. “Sorry for yelling at you.”

“Yeah, me too,” Kravitz manages, and kisses Taako on the nose. “I fucking love you. You get me so worked up. Can’t fucking believe--are you serious, you didn’t think you were good enough for me? For- fuck, Taako, for how long?”

“Shut up!” Taako’s face is burning, and Kravitz groans.

“Really,” he mutters. “Like I’m some catch.”

“Well-!” Taako splutters, and Kravitz just has to laugh.

“Let’s go home. I have some ideas for warming up.”

And Taako can’t argue with that.

[emojipossum]

I made emojis for my dnd party! do you want emojis for your dnd character too? (it doesn't have to be a dnd character)

for 2 Kofis ($6) I will draw your bean and do a few emotion variations!

1) message me your request (eg "pensive emoji" or "winking mischievously" or an image like the knifecat) and a reference picture of your character (even if it’s just a picrew)

2) send Kofis here

3) I will draw your bean

4) you can use the image as an emojj on a discord server or for a token for roll20 etc! or simply enjoy

5) I cry less when I pay my rent!

even if you don't want one of your own, I would appreciate if you spread the news!

[ceilingfan5]

for the new prompt list, maybe 7. restfeber? (i’m not sure if I spelled that right)

(thrill felt before an adventure)

“Keys?”

“Check.”

“Luggage?”

“Check.”

“Beautiful husband?”

“Absolutely check,” Kravitz laughs, and he pulls Taako into a kiss. Taako snickers and gives Kravitz’s ass a squeeze, which he could do under the guise of checking for his wallet, but also doesn’t have to pretend about, because this is his beautiful husband and he’s gonna fucking appreciate him.

“And the cats-”

“I’ve got somebody to come check on them, don’t worry.”

“The oven?”

“Off.” Kravitz wraps his arms around Taako and pulls him close. “Everything is ready. This is going to be great. It’s just you and me, off on a great adventure.”

Taako kisses him again, pressing their foreheads together and biting his lip with excitement.

“I can’t believe we’re married. I can’t- I can’t believe we’re going on our honeymoon.”

“I can,” Kravitz says, firmly as can be. “It’s only everything I’ve wanted for four years now. Maybe more.”

“Four?? You drive me nuts.” Taako rests his head against Kravitz’s shoulder and sighs. “What am I gonna do with you?”

“I do actually have a list, if you want some ideas.”

“Fuck,” Taako says sweetly, with feeling. “Call me your husband again.”

“Well, my beautiful husband. Are you ready to set sail on the greatest adventure two idiots in love have ever beheld?”

“Are you kidding me? Of course I am. How- how could I not be?”

“Ready for skinny dipping and ice cream and stupid tourist pictures and-”

“And every kind of kiss they’ve ever invented-”

“And two they haven’t?”

“Only two??” Taako laughs. “You’ve got to get more creative.”

“I’m being cautiously optimistic,” Kravitz defends himself. “There have been a lot of years to invent kissing.”

“Yeah, but no one does it like we do.” And to prove it, Taako kisses his husband senseless, right there in the entryway.

“Taako,” Kravitz gasps, breathless. “Taako, we don’t have time, we- our tickets-”

“That’s quittin’ talk, beautiful husband.”

Kravitz looks at the door. He looks at his luggage. He looks at his husband.

“We, um. We could be quick, right?”

“So quick,” Taako says, grabbing Kravitz by the shirt and dragging him back to the bedroom. “Lightning fast. We won’t be late at all.”

They’re late. But it’s okay. Adventure can wait just a little bit. Love? Love is a pressing matter.

[ceilingfan5]

Fuck

"Fuck!" Taako's cardigan caught something on his desk and several stacks of paper, library books, beautiful abstract drawings, confiscated toys, flyers, and an open bag of skittles are slipping onto the floor in slow motion. The papers catch the air and fly across the room, joining pencils and headphones and other debris on the floor, and instead of picking it up, Taako just sits heavily in his desk chair and groans. He would put his head down on his desk, but despite the unplanned evacuation, there still isn't room for him there. 

"Gosh, Taako, I wasn't aware you could use that word here. What if little ears heard it and melted clean off?"

Taako looks up with a jolt and almost starts defending himself, but he melts into a smile instead. He runs across the room-

"No running," Kravitz teases.

-Walks quickly across the room to hug his husband, and Kravitz quickly puts down the shit he's holding and spins him around, holding him tight. He kisses Taako and Taako kisses back, the tangled knot inside him relaxing and pulling neatly apart. No matter how many times he gets to do this, it won't be enough, it'll never be enough. Those arms are home, and those lips will welcome him every time.

"They're at recess," Taako justifies, stealing another kiss. "Don't worry about it." 

"I know. I have your schedule photographed in my phone." Kravitz grins, and Taako’s heart aches about being known. It's not so bad after all. 

"What'd you bring me?" Taako bounces on the balls of his feet, and Kravitz laughs, far more musical to Taako's ears than the bucket drumming going on in specials down the damn hall. 

"Just a sandwich and a soda. I was getting ready to head to the casino and I saw your lunch bag on the counter, and I was like, ah, shit, Taako's gonna be miserable."

"Oh my god, really? I didn't even notice. Fuck, how did I not forget my own ass this morning?" 

"Might help to pour yourself out of bed more than twenty minutes before you need to leave the house. Just a thought." Kravitz kisses his cheek and walks over to the mess, starting to pick up spelling tests and tasteful renditions of rainbows. 

"No, that can't be it." Taako makes a little space for his drink on his desk and slips the bag from the sandwich place into his mini fridge. "That plan's foolproof." He watches Kravitz pick things up, admiring his ass. 

"You don't have to do that," he adds, as an afterthought. "I could have had the kids pick it up." 

"Yeah, but you looked like one more thing was gonna make your head pop off, and I kind of happen to enjoy you in your current layout. But uh, they can pick up the skittles. Unless you think they'd eat them right off the floor."

"Do I care, at this point?" Taako snorts. 

"Yeah," Kravitz says, a little dreamily. "You care so much." 

Taako's heart hurts. He’s going to have to rip it out and throw it if he's going to make it through the rest of the day. 

"I better, uh, I better go get the little turkeys. Do you have another minute? They're always asking about you. I told them you were a 5,000 year old vampire and you were only keeping me around to help you work the microwave and shit." 

"Sounds about right," Kravitz laughs. "Sadly I must away, but by nightfall, you will be mine again. This, I svear." He sets the papers on the cozy reading chair and steals one more kiss. Taako aches for a thousand more. "Don't give me that look, I'll be back by nine, okay? You can kiss me again later." 

"Yeahhh," Taako whines. "But that's so late. I might be in bed by then." 

"Take a nap?" 

"Yeah, maybe. Okay, get out of my classroom, or I'm gonna turn you into a science experiment." 

"Aye aye, Mister Taaco." Kravitz salutes cheesily and heads down the hallway. Taako leans against the doorway and sighs, and he smiles at his ring, and then he goes and gets his kids and keeps on changing the world, twenty-five little people at a time. 

[anaquariusfox]

Taakiss

[seefasters]

they’re here n they’re queer!

a redraw of my first ever taz fanart where i drew every lgbtq character in taz + three new ones 

[holla-pain-yo]

I'm back! But now, instead of angst, I'm writing self-indulgent taakitz bullshit!

Read "Fantasy Marriage or Mortgage" here:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[meridelclarke]

Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

Historical AU 

Royal AU 

Modern AU 

Coffee Shop AU 

Bar/Restaurant AU 

Bookshop AU 

Florist AU  

Hospital AU 

Dance AU 

Airport/Travel AU 

Neighbour AU 

Roommate AU 

Detective AU 

Bodyguard AU 

Criminal AU 

Prison AU 

War AU 

Circus AU 

Summer Camp AU 

Teacher AU 

Dystopian AU 

Space AU 

Performer AU 

Soulmate AU 

Fairy Tale AU 

Massage Fic  

Sick/Injured Fic 

Proposal Fic  

Wedding Fic  

Holiday Fic  

Birthday Fic 

Pregnancy Fic  

Baby Fic 

Vacation Fic  

Bathtub Fic 

Text/Letter Fic 

Coming Out Fic   

Grief Fic  

Survival/Wilderness Fic  

Almost Kiss 

First Kiss 

The Big Damn Kiss 

Dance of Romance  

Flowers of Romance 

Chocolate of Romance  

Blind Date  

Not a Date  

Fake Dating 

Fake Married 

Arranged Marriage  

Accidentally Married 

Marriage of Convenience 

Mutual Pining 

Secret Relationship  

Established Relationship 

Awful First Meeting 

Forgotten First Meeting  

Accidental Eavesdropping  

Interrupted Declaration of Love 

Poorly Timed Confession 

Love Confession 

Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)  

Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple 

Star Crossed Lovers  

It’s Not You, It’s Me 

It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies  

Character in Peril 

Heroic Sacrifice 

Flirting Under Fire 

Locked in a Room 

Twenty-Four Hours to Live  

Stranded on A Desert Island 

Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 

Huddling for Warmth 

Bed Sharing  

Did They or Didn’t They? 

In Vino Veritas  

Above the Influence  

Anger Born of Worry  

Green-Eyed Epiphany  

The Missus and the Ex 

Second Love  

Intimate Artistry  

Married to the Job  

Innocent Physical Contact 

I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On 

Aroused By Her Voice  

Erotic Dreams 

First Time 

Unexpected Virgin 

PWP 

Kink 

Makeovers 

Hair Brushing/Braiding 

Sleep Intimacy 

Scars  

Time Travel  

Curses 

Magical Accidents 

Accidentally Saving the Day   

[clownsnake]

Finally.. FINALLY!!!! four fucking years after the ending, I finally have designs for lup & Taako that I actually like. and all it took was procrastinating on my homework.

[anaquariusfox]

🥵👀

[holla-pain-yo]

Sleeping In Sunlight

It’s early morning, when Kravitz finally arrives home. The sun is just beginning to appear over the horizon, filtering in through the windows and illuminating everything in an orange glow. 

He’s quiet. He doesn’t want to wake Taako, who is no doubt sleeping in their bed. He wants nothing more than to curl up next to him and fall asleep, and to wake up with their arms tangled hours later. 

He slips off his shoes by the door and tip-toes towards the stairs, past the living room. 

A cat jumps off a mound on the couch and twists through Kravitz’s ankles. He reaches down to pet her and realizes just what the pile on the couch is. 

Taako. 

What’s he doing down here? Even as he wonders, Kravitz knows the answer. He stayed awake, waiting for him, and fell asleep down here.

It takes some of the weariness from Kravitz’s bones. How did he get so lucky? How did he get so loved? 

He crosses the room to where Taako sleeps. The sunlight hits the blankets draped over him and surrounds him with a sort of halo. Taako’s chest rises and falls with easy breaths. 

Gently, Kravitz scoops Taako into his arms. He stirs, but doesn’t wake. 

Taako’s come so far, Kravitz thinks. He used to be such a light sleeper. He used to have so many nightmares. 

He carries Taako up the stairs and lays him in bed. Before climbing in beside him, he pulls the curtains closed to eliminate the sliver of light that shoots across Taako’s eyes as the sun climbs higher into the sky. 

He pulls the comforter up over the two of them and snuggles closer to Taako. The mattress gives under his tense muscles, and he relaxes into it. 

It’s so easy, being around Taako. Coming home to Taako. 

And it isn’t long before Kravitz falls asleep.

[amygdalae]

ok so i got the Cerberus painting in Hades and Zagreus said something abt it “embarrassing several members of the house at once” so i went to look at it and

its baby Zagreus, Meg and Thanatos playing w Cerberus???? holy shit thats adorable

[talesofquiescence]

Here’s the official art in full.

[evitcani-writes]

A wonderful custom set for @holla-pain-yo ! This is based on their ice tiefling! It features thermal changing pugment and frosted faces, swirling with ultrablack glitters and golden flakes.

It was very fun to work on despite my molds sloughing off during the process.

Enjoy! ✨

[aktzeichnenxy]

I have close to no time to work on personal work at the moment, but I was manage to squeeze in a few minutes to finish this ♥

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commissions are open  ★  ko-fi  ★ instagram  ★ deviantART  ★  twitter (NSFW)  

[ceilingfan5]

tattoo AU and bakery AU for taakitz :>

“I didn’t know the place came with a handsome neighbor,” Taako crows, peeking out the window of his new bakery-cafe at the tattoo shop next door. The Raven’s Nest is small and staffed by only a few people, one of whom is the hottest motherfucker Taako has ever laid eyes on. “Hot boy, fresh out the oven. Steaming.” 

“Maybe you could bring him something. A cupcake or a macaron, maybe?” Ren, his business partner, leans casually against the counter she’s just finished wiping down for the day. 

“You’re a genius. Box me up something that says ‘date me, like, ASAP’.” 

“What color do you want the frosting to be?” 

“Not literally, you fucking fiend! I don’t want to creep the guy!” 

“He says, staring at tall, dark, and handsome through the window, again.” 

“I take back the genius title and I am putting it in my pocket and sending it back to the factory.” 

 Ren laughs. She puts a few tasty little petit fours in a larger box and ties it with a ribbon. 

“You want to write your number on top, or are we taking it slow?”

“You’re not involved! There is no we here! But, no, no, if he wants me, which, obvs he will. It’s a known fact of the universe that I am delectably wantable. But if he wants me he can walk fifteen steps to the left of his job, and there I’ll be. Available, but not too available. It’s the perfect crime.” 

Ren just shakes her head, and she goes about setting things up for opening in the morning. 

It’s funny how nervous Taako is. He knows his shit is good, and his face is handsome, and he’s a delicious fucking catch for anybody, even such a hotboy as this one, but his heart is pounding like he’s been crab-walking a marathon in a bikini all day, and he doesn’t want to look sweaty for his first impression. He steadies his breath at the door, and then he walks in under the cheery jingle, smiling like he knows a sexy little secret. That’ll get him good. Got to. 

The hot tattoo artist looks up from the till and nearly spits his coffee. 

“Hey sailor,” Taako says, layering warmth in his voice like a fine little lasagna. “My bakery just opened up next door, and I thought I’d come round and meet the neighbors, share a few little treats.” He winks. The guy swallows his coffee hard and puts down the cup like it’ll kill him if he even thinks about getting another sip. His eyes are still a little too wide, which Taako has no objection to--they’re the most gorgeous deep brown he’s ever dreamed of sinking into. And those cheekbones, and that hair, done up in perfect braids and tied into a loose bun. God, what a hottie. “I’m Taako, by the way. You know, like on the sign.”

“Kravitz,” Kravitz says. His voice is hoarse, presumably from the coffee, but hopefully from just how handsome Taako is, and his subsequent realization of his goal in life and/or purpose in the universe. “Charmed.” 

Taako sets the cake box down on the counter and leans against it, taking a calm glance around to assure himself that he’s not in the way of any customers. 

“So tell me, stud, what’s the skinny on this place?” 

They chat long enough that Ren comes and gets Taako so that they can close up the shop, and the next day Taako peeks through the windows, trying to tell if the cake box is gone, but that pretty little pink container of goodness is still sitting in the same place. Taako frowns. 

“He didn’t eat my shit.”

“Maybe he just didn’t throw away the box?”

“He should have taken it home and hidden it from his coworkers so he could have it all to himself! What gives!!”

Taako takes another box of goodies over that night. And the night after that. He sees Kravitz’s coworkers eating the treats, but never Kravitz.

This becomes his goddamn white whale. 

“So what kind of treats do you like, hm?”

“Oh, you know,” Kravitz says, rubbing at his neck. “Yours are so good. I can’t even choose.”

Taako narrows his eyes. 

“Pick three and I’ll bring you some more.” 

“Oh, you really don’t have to, Taako! I really appreciate it, but surely your customers want to pay for those things you keep giving us for free!”

“End of the day treats that don’t sell are totally fine to give away.” Taako folds his arms. “You’re doing me a favor.” 

Kravitz looks unreasonably sweaty. 

“Wouldn’t you know it, I have to go puncture a man, sorry?” 

Taako tries again the next day, and the next. Ren tells him to cool it, but he can’t let it go. He makes Kravitz a little cake, the most perfect thing he’s baked in years, and he brings it over during the day, instead of at the end. Kravitz looks up from the till and swears under his breath. 

“Taako,” he says, with a fruit salad of mixed emotions sliding down his face. Taako hopes he was the one who threw the bowl. “Good to see you.”

“Why don’t you eat my fucking treats?” Taako says, completely out of energy for subtleties. Kravitz winces. 

“It’s, Taako, your treats look wonderful. Amazing. I wish I could eat them, honest! I’m just-- I’m allergic to eggs.” 

Taako makes a dialup noise. 

“You’re-”

“You were so excited about bringing them over, I didn’t want to tell you and ruin things. But- But Sloane and Barry have loved everything you’ve made!” 

“You dim fucking, dull ass walnut!” Taako is so frustrated he actually stamps his foot on the tile, like a child. “I could have been perfecting my vegan treats for a month now!”

“You can make vegan cake?” 

“Oh my god.” Taako rubs his face. “Oh my god. I have so much research to do. I’m going to make you something you can eat. You poor, deprived sonuvabitch.”  

“Thank you?” 

“And then when you eat it and don’t get sick, you owe me a kiss.” 

“I do? I mean, not that I’m opposed- I- Realy, do there need to be rules, about, us, you know, hypothetically kissing?”

“Absolutely. But don’t you fret, my handsome little friend. You’re going to usher in a whole new era of Taako’s patisserie with your bare hands.” 

“I’m still back on the kissing part, actually?” 

“There’ll be time for that later. I have to go bake all night. See you later!”

“Can’t we kiss now? Taako? Taako, come back, what do I do with this cake? Taako?” 

But Taako is too busy huffing the delirious thrill of fresh new beginnings. Romance, take two. Let’s go.

[ceilingfan5]

someday someone will make a supercut of all the wild bizarre comparisons i have made and only then will i pay for my gay crimes

[terezis]

larissa adventurezone highlights reel

[ceilingfan5]

the best part is im pretty sure not one of these is more than two weeks old and there is so, so much more out there