fact 1: taako (and probably lup) own hater blockers
fact 2: taako has the best lines, most savage lines.
taako: “sorry, i didn’t see you there. i was mmmmmblockin’ all the haters.”
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fact 1: taako (and probably lup) own hater blockers
fact 2: taako has the best lines, most savage lines.
taako: “sorry, i didn’t see you there. i was mmmmmblockin’ all the haters.”
ways taako died in tsc:
the judges (obvs)
once he goes back to protect lup in a fight. they're overrun, back to back and fighting until their last breath.
once he comes up with a Clever Ruse to get the light and is found out. things go south and he's really bad off. he makes it most of the way back to the startblaster but it's too late.
twice he dies in magnus' arms after fights. once with them alone, once with a panicked lup by their side.
once he just goes... missing. he's just GONE. he goes out into the forest to practice a complicated spell and never comes back.
once he's shot down just moments after arriving on a hostile planet. his death is instant.
once, and perhaps the final time, he's just TIRED. he's tired and filled with a quiet sort of anger. magnus and davenport died already that cycle and taako is hanging on by a thread, if he's honest. They've been fighting for SO LONG. so he throws himself into a fight, eyes blazing with his last bit of resolve. it's one he doubts he can win from the start and, sure enough, he doesn't make it out.
I Tried(tm)
@redjacketed BLOKT
[ i did..... exactly one thing..... but i am Tired(tm). I’ll try to be on tomorrow night but i have a long day planned so we’ll see rip ]
@herushesin // an awful idea
he manages for a long time. a hundred and forty years after the first of them dies. ( well, dies for good LUP AND BARRY. ) he manages because at least he's not ALONE. he has lucretia ( and then he doesn't ). he has davenport ( and then he doesn't ). he has merle ( and then he doesn't ). he has lup and barry. he'll always have lup and barry. they're ALREADY DEAD. ( but then they're gone too, some kind of magical accident. kravitz won't give him details. )
so he steals the starblaster. ( well, steal is a strong word. the ship is his... sort of. ) it's... the only solution. it's the only way to stop the ringing EMPTINESS in his head. he has a moment of regret as space goes wiggly around him and he clenches his fists in the fabric of his skirt.
at the sound of movement behind him, he turns to his friends, a huge smile on his face.
❝ what's good, homies?? ❞
[ i know i’ve been absent but i’m on a bit of a staycation and have been pretty busy!! I’ll be back in the next day or so, pinky swear. ]
V O I D F I S H
Try and tell me he wouldn’t say this, just try.
hella
[FROM-TAAKO] i’m about to cause a scene text you later
indie taako from taz under construction
❥ NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE .
feel free to edit or elaborate as you please . ( add ‘ reverse ‘ to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to …
[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .
[ order ] your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .
[ guide ] your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
[ open ] your muse opening a door for mine .
[ dry ] your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc .
[ instruct ] your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do .
[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
[ disagree ] your muse sternly telling mine ‘ no ‘ .
[ rest ] your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .
[ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
[ answer ] your muse answering a question meant for mine .
[ coat ] your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
[ stare ] your muse staring mine down .
[ placement ] your muse telling mine to sit down .
[ teach ] your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .
[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .
[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
[ swat ] your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .
[ jewelry ] your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings .
[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking .
[ retrieve ] your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .
[ invite ] your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
[ scold ] your muse scolding mine for something .
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .
[ approval ] your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .
[ beckon ] your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking .
[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .
[ stay ] your muse telling mine to stay in the car .
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .
[ feed ] your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .
[ volume ] your muse demanding mine speak louder .
[ read ] your muse reading something to mine .
[ refill ] your muse refilling mine’s glass for them .
[ possessive ] your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .
MAGNUS.
taako - -
it’s been a couple weeks since my last letter – my bad. shit got real here and i didn’t have time to write. it was…really rough, honestly. my childhood dog died, and my mother thought it was stupid that i wanted to have a funeral for her, so i had to fight for that. (not that i still live with her, i’m just not allowed to have pets in my apartment complex so she was living with my mom). those assholes i told you about came back – more racial slurs, yay. this time i just flexed “accidentally” and they shared a scared look and ran away. i don’t know why i didn’t try that earlier. hey, have you ever thought about maybe meeting up? we’ve been talking for like two years now, and letters are great, but i feel like you’re…well, you’re one of the most important people to me, and i’d like to meet in person maybe.. if you want to. if you don’t then neither do i, it was a dumb idea. anyway, even though i didn’t have time to write back, i read your letters! how’s your sister doing after her thing? is her new boyfriend still a dork?
write soon, - - magnus burnsides
magnus seals the envelope and puts a stamp on it. he stands at the mailboxes for a moment before putting the letter inside the outgoing box. he’s not entirely sure why, but his heart is in his throat at the thought of his pen pal reading the letter. “what the fuck, mags,” he whispers to himself. after all, the worst taako can say is “no, i don’t want to meet up with you, you freak” and the best outcome is them meeting up and – magnus doesn’t want to think about that. in fact, any time he even remotely begins thinking about his newfound feelings for this dude, he feels incredibly guilty. taako has never struck him as a typical straight dude, but he’s never really specified his sexuality. it would be just magnus’ luck to fall for a straight guy. fall for. that’s a bit…much. magnus doesn’t think he’s really fallen for taako – it’s probably just a harmless crush that’ll go away. a safe crush. after all, it’s not like taako would have feelings for him in a million years – he’s way out of magnus’ league, just judging by how cool he seems. || @magicmissiled
a fancy pen taps the paper thoughtfully and brown eyes narrow at the letter propped up a few inches away. it's oddly hard, crafting a response to this particular letter. taako makes a small sound in the back of his throat and puts the pen to paper with a decisive nod.
magnus------
had it been only that long? felt longer. sorry about your dog, that's really rough, my guy. i've never had a pet but i can imagine. or try to imagine, at least.
wish i could have seen that. you, scaring off a bunch of thugs just by FLEXING. i'm sure it was quite a sight to behold. i'm not sure why you haven't just knocked some sense into those assholes though. you seem more than capable of it, from what you've told me.
meeting up? sure, i've thought about it. you don't exchange letters with a guy for two+ years and NOT want to meet him. i'd be chill to hang, if you want to set something up.
lup? she's... well, she's lup. still her loud, fabulous self. barry is and forever will be the hugest dork. i swear everything he owns is some form of denim and i don't know how my sister can knowingly date that kind of fashion travesty. honestly, it's a crime.
------ yours, taako
he isn't NERVOUS, sending the letter off. he's taako, for fuck's sake. he doesn't do NERVOUS. it's just-- he's thought about meeting magnus burnsides since about their fourth letter exchange. but it's not the kind of thing you can just BRING UP. and now-- now his heart pounds as he sees the mailman take his outgoing letter.
he's not NERVOUS. excited, maybe. he won't deny the way his stomach flutters a little at the thought of meeting up. he may be an idiot but he's not stupid.
We laid our names to rest, along the dotted line. We left our date of birth and our history behind.
MAGNUS.
magnus rests his head on taako’s, pressing himself closer to the elf, as if the more they’re touching, the better taako will feel. he has no idea if it’ll work, but he has to do something – he can’t just sit here doing nothing when taako’s – when taako is…when he’s sad. he knows he needs to protect taako, even at his own expense. of course, this is not something that’s costing magnus anything; the few times they’ve had any sort of physical contact magnus has felt…something. a positive something. something he’s not felt in a long while – kind of a warm feeling in the center of his chest. he’s not entirely sure what it means, but it means something. so perhaps his holding taako is a bit selfish – he wants to feel that something again, for as long as he possibly can.
“okay buddy, you’ve gotta know i don’t buy that, right?” magnus lifts one hand up to wipe taako’s tears away with a thumb, resting his hand on taako’s face for perhaps a moment longer than strictly necessary. “really. how can i help.” it’s not a question anymore – it’s a statement. magnus isn’t leaving until taako is better, and nothing taako says will change that.
magnus' hand feels warm against his face, comforting as he brushes away the tears that streak the elf's cheeks. there's a part of him that wants to jerk back, to pull away from the caring touch, that yells he doesn't DESERVE that sort of kindness. but there's another part, smaller yet more insistent, that demands he stay close to the large man. that YEARNS to stay close to him. it's an odd feeling, one logic tells him shouldn't be familiar and yet--
❝ tch. ❞ one hand moves of it's own volition, curls in the front of magnus' shirt tight enough that his knuckles ache. a long silence stretches between them while taako considers, fights with himself, before he finally says ❝ just-- stay there. don't move. ❞ it's what he needs, what he THINKS he needs. what he doesn't WANT to need. but the ache in his chest eases more with each passing second and it becomes harder to deny the fact that magnus' touch is making him feel BETTER.
he sighs and its shaky, his breath coming in quiet shudders. not quite crying but close. as close as taako will ever allow himself.
taako sighs, twirls a lock of hair around his finger as he looks around the cafe with an air of boredom. it's a perfectly neutral location, just crowded enough to feel public but just empty enough to feel cozy. not his usual joint, to say the least. painted nails tap tap tap on the glass table top and he gives his sister a long stare.
❝ this had better be worth it, lu, ❞ he says to the young woman across the table.
❝ you'll love him, ❞ she responds absently, scanning the room. ❝ carey said so and she's never wrong about these things. just-- sit here and look pretty. he'll be here soon. ❞ she gives him a wink and stands, flouncing over to the bar stools by the counter.
she'd better leave before his mystery date actually ARRIVES because he really can't deal with his twin making things even more awkward than the inherent awkwardness of blind dates. taako huffs to himself and nibbles delicately on his muffin. not as good as his own recipe but it'll do.
@redjacketed i promised u a blind date starter
[ me: listening to tsg ost will help me write!! arms outstretched: *starts playing* me: *crying immediately* ]