Crime and Punishment - Chapter 1 - InterNutter - The Adventure Zone (Podcast) [Archive of Our Own]
What if Taako gets caught a short time after Glamour Springs.
Tagged for mentions of nasty stuff, not actual depictions of it.
Impossible Choices
“Ah, well this isn’t the same as your friends but I do believe that I’m going to revise my offer.”
Taako looked around when the scene changed again, showing the inside of Angus’s mansion. The boy himself was there, hugging two people. She might have been frail, but Taako still felt like June had punched him in the sternum. This was when Angus had to say good-bye to his parents. This was the last time he would see them alive.
“This is my offer to you – you can save Angus McDonald’s parents. You can give him his family back.”
Inspired by Impossible Encounters by InterNutter
Yo, I inspired someone <3 :D
(via ayrabelle)
I’m thinking about soulmate marks
We all have the code of first words, right? Greyed or scratched out means that the soulmate has died. Great fun for Taako-angst when he believes his soulmate died before he was born.
Hear me out on this one:
Updating soul marks
If your soulmate hasn’t been born yet, the words are just… random looking blobs in a rainbow of colours. When the soulmate is born, the blobs transform into this weird line of jagged thickness. Of course Faerûn hasn’t invented sound visualisation technology, but we’d recognise it as a recording of their voice, saying the words.
That line may or may not be their favourite colour. I’m still noodling with this bit.
Finally and at last, Kid Soulmate learns to write. The one who’s been waiting gets to see their shaky, first attempts at writing. Reading the words for the first time. As they age, the writing improves, etc. And when they’re finally said, they turn gold.
Kravitz died millennia before Taako was born. So for his entire living existence, he had twelve rainbow blobs on his arm (or wherever). As a Reaper, he doesn’t bother looking. For centuries, they’re just… blobs.
And then, two hundred years (or so) before the Crystal kingdom, his mark itches as it changes. He looks at it for the first time in roughly two thousand years.
It’s become a jagged line. Unbeknownst to Kravitz, Taako has just taken his first breath in another planar system, somewhere in the uncharted multiverse. Istus, of course, keeps her mouth shut in regards to any of his questions. She’s a little salty about his diatribes about fate and true love etc. when he literally died before his destined love was born.
It’s up to you about the headcannons regarding Elf education, but I rather imagine they’re a little relaxed about literacy.
A decade passes. More than a decade. Kravitz has been watching his mark like a hawk and finally starts to see words form in careful, slow handwriting.
And then you take your pick between:
Yo, thug! What’s your name, I’m ‘bout to tentacle your dick.
OR…
Hail and well met. My name’s Taako and you look like you’re made out of salt.
Meanwhile, for Taako’s age plus a hundred years, he’s been living with these grey, crossed out words on his hide.
What the fuck is wrong with the three of you?
I mean… you can’t argue with that kind of match, but let’s rub it in.
Kravitz is a Reaper. His status as living is strictly technical and dependent entirely on which plane he’s in. Goes to the prime material plane for work? Boom. Alive. Goes back to RQ? Dead again.
So Taako’s words are randomly going to black and legible to faded and crossed out and back again. Drives him bonkers. Especially when he’s in that null suit and can’t fucking scratch it.
The crystal golem has another reason to pause and seemingly stare at Taako. And -sure- Taako could draw a correlation between this golem’s appearances and disappearances in the lab to the itching on his arm, but everything else going on distracts him.
Then he eats a chunk of Merle’s crystallised arm. And hears the words he never thought he’d hear. And he feels the words itch for the last time.
Comedy fucking gold, my friends. Comedy gold.
Challenge #01949-E125: Naked Without it — Steemit
You couldn’t deny he was a wizard. The hat was a huge give-away. It made his full, wizarding height two feet taller and he changed it in all other ways from town to town. One week, it was dripping with gimcrack jewellery from fantasy dollar stores. The next, it was festooned with flowers and illusory beads of dew that sparkled in the light. It said ‘wizard’ louder than any collection of sequins, erroneous spelling, or arcane symbolism could manage.
And it made him easy to spot in a crowd. Something for which Sazed was eternally grateful, because he stood a chance of stopping Taako from blowing all their profits on more gimcrack jewellery, swatches of interesting fabric, or other decorations for that fucking hat. Or, failing that, some kind of knock-off high fashion that involved thirty near-identical shirts. It had got to the point where Taako could mouth along to the We’re on a budget, damnit speech.
And now, heart-stoppingly, that damn hat was on a hat-rack. Outside somewhere that looked really expensive to be inside.
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i hope this hasnt been done before
also i did this instead of my spanish hw and other art projects but oh well
Strictly IMHO, it would be funnier if it was Merle dancing and Taako with the bling, but that’s just me.
All the same. Love.
Thinking about tiny twins
When Lup & Taako were tiny things, do you reckon they tried the ‘baby doe’ eyes [like Puss in Boots from the Shrek series] on anyone? And how old were they when it stopped working on potential marks?
Babes in the Woods - Chapter 3 - InterNutter - The Adventure Zone (Podcast) [Archive of Our Own]
Since AO3′s search function is doing weird things, have a link to the latest instalment.
A child is found. Duck waddles for amusement. And an urgent need for underpants.
Babes in the Woods
The Pine Guard are almost used to dealing with Abominations, by now. But this one isn’t acting like your average bom-bom. Older people are going missing, and there’s a sudden influx of children turning up lost.
And there’s something… else… with glowing eyes in the night…
YUS!
I finally finished writing _Babes in the Woods_, a Stolen Century/Amnesty crossover.
At. Firkin. Last.
Shall commence posting tomorrow.
Re: Purring Elves
I’m 10000000000% behind you on this one, but consider this:
Distressed/injured Elf purring for self-comfort: panting, short bursts of purrs at a low volume. May be felt more than heard.
Emotionally distressed Elf purring for the comfort of friends/family: Longer, deeper purrs in longer bursts. May include oscillating tones for a soporific effect.
Parental-feeling Elf purring for child: Definitely soporific oscillations in tone, low, steady volume. Almost always unbroken by breaths.
Comfy/safe Elf with friends/family: LOUD AS POSSIBLE, unbroken purr. Oscillations in tone dictated by breathing.
Feel free to use this in any purring Elf fics