#taakitz
taakitz week day 4: domesticity (i missed the day by an hour but yknow what? time isnt real) @taakitzweek
ID under the cut! (sorry mobile users it got a little wordy :P
When you’re supposed to be collecting his soul for the goddess of death, but it turns out he’s cute and he invites you on a date at the Chug n’ Squeeze on the moon.
Commissions are open! PM me for details!
[ID: A digital drawing of Taako and Kravitz from The Adventure Zone. Taako is a thin elvish man with medium toned skin, long blonde hair and freckles. He is leaning on the handle of his red umbrastaff and smiling up at Kravitz, a tall half elf man with dark skin and dreadlocks. Kravitz is taking a step back with a suprised expression on his face. They are standing in a room The is being taken over by pink chunks of crystal with a large glowing blue portal in the background. END ID]
hot cocoa season ❄❄
Kravitz instantly became “dad and dog he said he didn’t want”. I give Taako about 3 weeks.
me, making self indulgent personal merch? always. :) I made some matching Taakitz wood pins a few months ago and I adore them.
pssst hey remember these? I’ve put the spares up on the online store I’m sharing with @layaart this weekend. There’s 4 sets and 1 Taako on his lonesome, so if you want one now’s your chance!!
Buy one here!
quick doodle because i’ve been thinking about these two today
[ID: Sketch of Taako and Kravitz, seen in profile from the bust up. They are turned towards each other, faces held close together as they embrace. Taako wraps his arms around Kravitz’s neck. Kravitz touches Taako’s cheek. They look into each others’ eyes and smile. /ID]
say what u will about taz balance but if someone said “hey thug what’s your name i’m about to tentacle your dick” i’d be at least a little interested in a relationship with them
say what u will about taz balance but if someone said “hey thug what’s your name i’m about to tentacle your dick” i’d be at least a little interested in a relationship with them
i am once again thinking abt the howl’s moving castle au
cherry soda is SUCH a good palette for these two
redrewthis howl’s moving castle au thing to test out new brushes!!
bonus calcifer!lup:
Kravitz,, my beloved
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Date night date night
Lup comes home to the mouth-watering smell of garlic sautéing on the stove. It’s fucking delightful. She loves having a body again. Not enough people appreciate having a working nose; for a long moment, it’s all she can do to stand in the hallway and inhale. Mmm. Fuck yeah, that’s the good stuff.
Then she kicks off her shoes and heads on into the kitchen, because after twelve years trapped inside an umbrella and several months as a lich, Lup also greatly enjoys having legs. It’s the little things, you know? Taako’s standing by stove, and when she enters, he glances back and waves her over to the counter.
“Oh, good, you’re just in time,” he says. “Come grate this parm. Where’s Barold?”
Lup rolls her eyes, but pads over and pulls a box grater out of the drawer. “What, no hello? Barry’s still filling out paperwork, he told me to go on ahead. What’re you making?”
Taako sticks his tongue out and reaches past her for a bowl of diced tomatoes. “Pasta puttanesca,” he says. The tomatoes sizzle finely as they’re added to the pan. Lup watches as he stirs, then lowers the heat to let them simmer. “How was day one of Reaper school? You gank some ghouls yet? Slurp up any souls?”
“Nah, no soul slurping,” Lup says. “That’s day two.” She eyes the skillet, then his mise en place. “You never add enough red pepper flakes.” She reaches for the little bowl.
Taako slaps at her hand. “Don’t you fuckin’ dare,” he says. “If you add it now it’ll burn.”
“Um,excuseyou, it’ll be nicely toasted. You just have no taste.” Lup elbows him back, then picks up the block of cheese and resolves to try again when he’s not looking. “Orientation was good, though,” she says. “Pretty standard onboarding. It reminded me of the IPRE a little, actually. Krav made us do icebreakers.”
Day 17 of @taznovembercelebration : Promise, laughter
(I must amend my mistake for a major detail I added in this story now that we have updated information lol)
Kravitz hates having to leave in the middle of dinner to go to a work related emergency. It doesn’t happen too often, but it happens often enough that it irks him greatly. Couldn’t necromancers and undead beings hold off on doing their nefarious work from seven to eight pm everyday? Or even just every other day? He’s sure Lup and Barry would love the consistent break too if they could just make that happen.
Unfortunately, he knows necromancy won’t stop for anyone.
Tonight is another night that he gets called out to help with a job, but Taako promised he would keep the rest of his half eaten food warm in a stasis spell. At least he has that to look forward to as he cuts his way through a horde of zombies a powerful lich summoned from the graveyard he was squatting in, so Lup and Barry can concentrate on taking down the lich himself.
By the time they’ve dispatched everyone in the graveyard, Kravitz is exhausted. He’d already had a really long day, but at least now it should finally be over. Lup and Barry thank him for coming out to help them and send their regards to Taako before he waves to them goodbye and steps through a rift back home.
Kravitz steps through the front door and immediately heads back to the dining table where his food is waiting for him. “Lup and Barry say ‘hi’,” Kravitz says as he passes the kitchen. Then he does a double take and walks back to the entrance of the kitchen. “Taako, what are you doing?”
Taako looks back at him from his place in front of the sink and laughs. “What does it look like I’m doing, babe?”
He turns around again as Kravitz walks toward him, and places another dish from the sink into the drying rack. “It looks like you’re just piling dirty dishes in the drying rack that’s meant for clean dishes to be put away.”
Taako snorts. “Do these dishes look dirty to you?” He asks, gesturing to the drying rack.
Kravitz gives them a once over. “No, but if you haven’t actually washed them, then they’d still have whatever bacteria, germs, and whatever other particles and food stuff on them.”
Taako sighs. “They’re not dirty, Krav. Look.” Kravitz watches as Taako picks up a pot with sauce in it and waves his hand over it. Instantly, the sauce disappears, and the pot looks clean. “It’s called magic, and cha’ boy is chock full of it.”
Kravitz shakes his head and crosses his arms as Taako places it in the drying rack. “You can’t just clean them with magic.”
Taako glances up at him. “Uh, yes I can. See? They’re clean.”
Kravitz sighs. “That’s not actually cleaning them! Does prestidigitation kill off the microbes and sanatize the dishes?”
Taako shrugs before picking up a plate. “I don’t know. Probably? I mean, it does clean anything smaller than a cubic foot, and they look clean.”
“But cleaning away what’s visible is not the same thing as actually cleaning it,” Kravitz says pointedly.
Taako elbows him in the ribs playfully. “Why do you care, Bones? You’re already dead, so it’s not like you have to worry about illness and disease.”
“But you do. And just because I don’t have to worry about getting sick doesn’t mean I’m okay with eating off of dirty dishes.”
“Okay, but they’re not dirty!” Taako says, slight irritation seeping into his voice now. “See, look!” He waves his hand over the plate, and the remaining food particles vanish. “I’ve gotten all the important bits off at the very least, so they’re fine!”
“It’s not properly cleaned! You can get sick!” Kravitz says exasperatedly. “And you’ve been doing this with everything lately.”
Taako places the plate in the drying rack before turning to give him his full attention and crossing his arms. “Doing what?”
“Using magic. Magic can’t be your solution to everything.” Kravitz says.
“And why not?” Taako asks, heatedly.
“Because it can’t do everything for you, and it’s ridiculous how many things you’ve used magic for that you can use your own two hands to do. Like getting up from the couch to grab your cup from the counter instead of using mage hand, or or… I don’t know, taking a shower?” Kravitz runs his hand through his hair in exasperation.
Taako pokes him in the chest accusingly. “One, magic like that is helpful for when I don’t feel like doing things, vis à vis mage handing my cup or doing the dishes-”
“Which aren’t getting cleaned proper-”
“Two,” Taako continues, “I don’t use magic to clean myself. I’m not an animal; I do take showers! How do you think I get my hair this soft and smooth?”
“Okay, but that doesn’t change the fact that you use magic for literally everything else! I’d bet that you can’t go a whole day without using magic!”
Taako gets a glint in his eyes, and he smirks. “Is that a challenge, Kravitz?”
“You know what? Yeah, it is.” Kravitz says, smirking back.
“Well I’ll do you one better,” Taako says. “I won’t use magic for a whole week.”
“That would be literally impossible for you,” Kravitz scoffs.
“No it wouldn’t! I could go a whole year without using magic if I really wanted to.”
Kravitz raises an eyebrow. “Could you? Could you really?”
Taako straightens up and taps him on the nose. “Yes, I can, and in fact I will.”
Kravitz full on laughs at that. “You are not going to be able to not use magic for a whole year!”
“Want to actually bet on that?” Taako asks.
“You know what? Fuck it, why not. Whoever wins has to give the other a back rub.” Kravitz says, thinking about how desperately he wants one right now and how he usually does on really intense work days.
Taako smiles as he turns around to turn on the water and grab a sponge. “When you give me that back rub, Bones, it’s gotta be the best one I’ve ever had.”
Kravitz rolls his eyes and kisses him on the cheek. “I give it 12 hours before you crack.”
Taako rolls his eyes too with a smile and grabs another pot. “Whatever you say, babe.”
Words cannot express how much I’m loving Taz Imbalance
taakitz is just so funny as a concept. here we have a giant crystal golem, who then turns into a skeleton with a cockney accent, and then into a handsome man, who’s also the literal grim reaper, hunting Taako, Merle and Magnus for their death crimes. then we have this elven wizard with a funny voice, who’s apparently into tentacle porn. fast forward ten years, we see a dinner party, hosted by Kravitz. This personification of Death, who is Taako’s boyfriend, has been for the past ten years, invites Taako’s friends to their house, convinces Taako to adopt a dog that Magnus brought with him, and patiently waits for Taako to come home from his adventure. what, you want to be a ranger now? you do you. Jocasta? nice name, suits you. I put the pie in the fridge, we can watch Masked Singer together at 10, love you, byeee. they’re just so! adorable, and also hilarious. Death is doing the dishes while his elf boyfriend fights a powerful terrifying creature using only a crossbow and the power of persuasion because he bet Kravitz that he can go a year without magic
Slow burn? More like idiots to lovers.