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Cat Burglar

Grab prints here

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[ID: An illustration in watercolor depicting an anthropomorphic wolf from the waist up, surrounded by multicolored shapes. Its paws are up in dinosaur pose and it is in profile facing to the left. End.]

A Drawing About How It Feels To Be In The Grocery Store

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My giant Inch Beanie Baby dupe is finished! It’s made of anti pill fleece and stuffed with polyfil and a huge bean bag to give it that classic beanie baby feel. I’m beyond happy with how the shape came out.

Except for the yellow fleece I had all the materials I needed too! I may add a custom heart shaped tag in the future as well

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Purple alleyways ☔

Tip jar | Wallpapers | Prints | Twitter | Bluesky

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Your way of throwing in a hyper specific detail or a fun fact it feels like only that character would know- it makes your characters feel like real people

yes!!!!!! the granular details!! for the TEXTURE

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your specialty? capturing the essence of my autism specifically

you'd never guess this about me from everything about me. but it didn't come from nowhere haha

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you’re really good at the sarcastic writing style that a lot of TAZ fics lack

it's important to have heart...and also to be a jackass a lil bit

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Your speciality is fun turns of phrase, great dialogue, and AUs in general.

yessss i agree!!! thank you!!

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the way you just put your entire EVERYTHING into writing (and also your poppin' fresh turns of phrase that just live in my bones now)

thank you so much!! would you believe that's one of my favorite bits too

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anonymously tell me what my specialty as a fanfiction writer is

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would you understand the epic highs and lows of flying so close to the sun and its warmth (roleplaying) then plummeting to the ground like a wet birthday cake (partner went to bed) only to repeat the cycle tomorrow

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Hey you! Yes you! It's the final day of @taznovembercelebration and I'm challenging you to celebrate some kind of TAZ fan content - commentary, art, fics, playlists, anything at all. Find someone who poured some love into something and celebrate their contribution.

Bonus points if you reblog so more of us can enjoy it too!

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Can't Talk; Library's Haunted - Chapter 1

Happy @taznovembercelebration! I finally finished a fic I've been working on for ages.

Taako's busy with his ghost yeeting work, he doesn't have time to lose stuff, he especially doesn't have time to try and be nice to hot librarians who aren't cooperating. Chapter 1/7.

Read below or on Ao3 (where you can subscribe for updates if you want them.)

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Taako stands, hands on hips, glaring hard at the various piles of clothes and books and the other detritus of life that’s strewn around his room. There’s no litter, just things, but not the thing. Sure, life might be easier if he kept his clothes hung neatly in the wardrobe, and his books on the shelf, and his other stuff in their stuff houses, but how else is he supposed to remember what he owns? He rips into the nearest pile again. It has to be somewhere. He was so convinced that he’d kept this one on the table in the hall - it didn’t seem likely that he’d bring an object like that anywhere near his other books, but it definitely isn’t out there, so in here it must be.

But it isn’t.

It really isn’t.

He’s checked high, checked low, levitated some stuff out of the way, found at least three items of clothing he forgot he had and one necklace he had given up on ever being reunited with, but no book.

Frustrated, exhausted, and cursing his past self for not taking Good At Being Tidy classes, Taako flops down into the pile of pillows and blankets covering his bed. He really needs to find it, but where the fuck could it even have gone? It’s not like anyone else has been in his bedroom recently, and no one’s been in their house apart from… oh.

“Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuup!” He shouts without raising his head. He waits, doesn’t hear any sound from the rest of the house, so tries again… a few times. The fifth one results in footsteps stomping his way loudly enough that Taako almost feels guilty.

His door flies open and Lup glares in at him. “You know how much I hate it when you do that, right?”

“Why else would I do it?” Taako asks, confused. “It means it always works.”

Lup sighs and walks over to flop on the bed with him, nudging him until he reluctantly wiggles over to make space. “What’s up? You look beat.”

“Can’t find my book.” Taako says to the ceiling.

“You’re gonna have to narrow it down, brother mine.” She gestures in the general direction of the book avalanche he accidentally set off in the corner while he was searching.

“The spooky one.”

“Uh huh, again, narrower please.”

Taako sighs. “The broken one.”

“The broken one, or the broken one?” Lup sits up and turns towards him, confirming exactly why Taako was reluctant to ask for help earlier.

“The haunted one, yeah, don’t make a big deal of it, s’fine probably. Cha’boy almost worked out how to fix it, just need it to check a thing and, well...” Taako waves his hand dismissively and crosses his everything that it means he can avoid the lecture.

He can’t.

“Taako! We literally had the ‘don’t lose the ghost book’ conversation! We made the ‘keeping it on the hall table or in the lab rule’ remember? There was an entire plan to avoid literally this exact situation!”

“You made the rule.” He’s being churlish, but fuck it. She’s not the boss of him, he’s not a petulant child. He’s a grown wizard, a responsible magic user, who just so happens to not be able to find a haunted book right now.

“You agreed to follow it! Plus, you were the one that started it with the whole no fire magic outside of the kitchen rule you made for no reason.”

“Uh huh.” Taako had, in fact, started it. He started it because he thinks it’s incredibly reasonable to not want to constantly worry about your house burning down around your ears, especially when it has taken you a hundred fucking years to get to a point where you have an actual house no one can take away from you so you can finally stop worrying about ending up begging spare rooms or living in the woods again. It also wasn’t an unfounded worry, there was the curtains incident, and the comforter incident, and the couch, the shower, and the short lived bed canopy too. His ‘Days Without Fire’ sign was never higher than 4 and the neighbours complained about the smoke alarm. His thing was different, this was just a little book with a little spook, and okay, yeah, the spook might actually have been a little… lottle spookier than Taako anticipated, but how was he supposed to know that in advance?

“So where did you last see it?” Lup asked.

“If I could remember that, I’d know where it was, wouldn’t I?” Taako knows he’s being a brat, and knows he needs to stop, but he simply doesn’t want to. He’s gonna have to make Lup apology pancakes at this rate because as much as he wants to blame someone else, this isn’t Lup’s fault. She’s trying to help because he literally asked her to. It’s not her fault he feels like the embodiment of chewing tinfoil right now, but when you factor that in, he’s actually he’s being pretty nice (if you squint).

“Humour me.” Lup levels him with a look that doesn’t leave any space to argue.

“On the table in the hall, where we agreed it would stay.” He can’t resist a little sprinkle of spite.

Lup does her pondering face. “Interesting. So someone’s moved it? It wasn’t me, and it doesn’t seem like it was you. Can it move itself?”

“Only a little. Popping open, a short hover. It couldn’t have gone far.”

“Has it ever moved anything else?”

“Not yet, that’ll be later. It mostly just yells at me.”

“Wait, what?”

“Not out loud, but, you know, I got the vibe.”

Lup sighs and rolls her eyes. “Okay, so when did you last have it?”

“Three days ago before I went to the scary meeting with corporate.”

There is a long pause. Taako glances over to Lup who looks back at him in horror. “The hall table, you said?”

“Once again, Lulu, you said. But yes. Hall table.” Taako feels his hackles rising and tries desperately to soothe them back down. It’s not Lup’s fault, it’s not Lup’s fault, it’s not Lup’s fault. Although, actually, she’s doing the squinchy face. “Wait, what did you do? Did you take my spook book?”

“I didn’t take anything!” Lup won’t look him in the eye.

“Lup! What happened?” Taako uses the voice he saves for errant students.

There’s a moment where he thinks she’s going to resist, then the fight goes out of her. “Well… so… you see. Magnus…” She begins.

“Magnus? You let Magnus in the house near my ghost book? Lup!”

“...he said he was dropping his and Julia’s books back to the library, and he knows it’s kinda out of the way and that I’m busy with work and school and Barry, so he said that he could just take mine too and I thought that was really nice actually…” Lup rambling is never a good sign.

“... and then?” Taako narrows his eyes suspiciously and tries not to bite.

“It’s just so kind, really thoughtful of him to do that. The library’s a bit out of the way and it can be really tricky to go when you have the car and the due date was coming up…”

Taako can’t bear it. “Where did you leave your books for him to collect?”

Lup hesitates.

“If it’s the hall table I swan to John.” Taako feels a headache starting.

“It… well, it might… it could possibly have been the hall table.” Lup says.

“Lup!”

“But they were on the other side! They all had library stickers on them! It was obvious.”

“Obvious to you, or obvious to Magnus?”

“Obvious to… fuck.”

“But surely they wouldn’t have taken it? It wasn’t a library book. They’d just have given it back, right?” Surely Magnus just has the book in his truck or something.

“Already ringing Magnus.” Lup says, as she taps at her phone. He finally answers on the third try and Taako’s trying really hard not to sink his fingers into the walls and climb up to lurk in a dark corner of the ceiling or something. Ceiling Taako definitely wouldn’t have to deal with this bullshit.

“Mags! Hey! Quick question… cool, oh, yeah, another new puppy? That’s great, when do we get to meet th…” Taako’s going to kill her, he’s going to kill her dead and no jury could convict. He settles for nudging her gently with his elbow instead because he’d miss her… eventually. “... sorry Mags, actually, I have to be quick, you know how some people can be…” She levels a glare at Taako. “Yes, of course I will, Taako, Magnus says hi.” Taako’s going to eat them both. “Uh huh, look, it’s about the library books, was there one which they didn’t take? … Oh, uh huh, you, you told him he must have made a mistake and that he needed to take it? … and… uh huh… uh huh… then refused to take it back… uh huh… and after that you just left… even when he shouted at you to come back? … uh huh… Magnus! ….uh huh, yeah, gods… fine. Gotta go, love you bye.”

Lup hangs up the phone and looks solemnly at Taako. “So, I have some news.”

“I have ears, Lup. Taako’s taking the car, don’t wait up I guess, I’ll yell if I need some backup cleansing the library or whatever the fuck I need to do to fix this. Keep your phone on and maybe get Barry on stand by? Spooky boy can earn his keep. Also, you’re never allowed to lecture me about being irresponsible ever again.”

Taako is out of the door before she can think of a reply.

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I'm so crazy pleased with these pie earrings I made

I've come a long way in just a year with polymer clay!!!!!

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thank you! taako tries bribery (to kravitz and the birds) he tries threats (less helpful, gets him pecked) he tries wooing... and subterfuge. the combo nets him a date, where he talks about anything BUT the birds bc kravitz gets this long-suffering look when they are mentioned. it nets him a lot of interesting details, and taako's goal is to get invited over... which he is. but heaven forbid his sneakery is discovered bc something new and potentially un bird related is developing... tagging: @barry-j-blupjeans

Plot Game: Taakitz Ravens

It's @taznovembercelebration but a lot of us are having a time of it. Instead of working on a big thing, I want you to play plot with me.

1) look at the existing plot

2) reblog with more plot points

3) tag someone else to add a detail

4) make your own if you want to!

Plot: Taako has a new neighbour and suddenly there's ravens everywhere. Who does his neighbour think he is and how does Taako get the ravens to leave him some of those sick trinkets he sees them dropping on New Guy's doorstep?

Tagging: @aeivyen

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thank you!! how fun!

obviously they have to have separate personal practices. after the orchestra practices. just the two of them. and kravitz is like okay so you can't read the sheet music but that's fine that's cool i made you a spreadsheet. it's comprehensive

taako squints at him.

they also try practicing with kravitz mouth soundsing the music and pointing at taako, taako deadpan goes Boom. except it's such a grandiose march they both get really into it

B ah bum-bum bAM BAM BAAAAH BUH BUM [boom] BAH BUH dum [BOOM]

they have a blast so good taako needs this to continue. so he rents some cannons...

tagging @holdmecloser-gandydancer to continue!

Plot game: Taakitz Fireworks

It's @taznovembercelebration and a lot of us are having a time of it so instead of working on a big thing, I want you to play plot with me.

1) look at the existing plot

2) reblog with more plot

3) tag another person to add more plot

4) want to start your own? Please do!!

Plot: There's a big fireworks show in Neverwinter, Kravitz is in charge of the orchestra and Taako is in charge of fireworks. They're trying to make the explosions line up with the percussion but Kravitz doesn't like the fireworks and keeps flinching and Taako cannot read the sheet music Kravitz provided.

Tagging @ceilingfan5