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You and the characters in your lockscreen wallpaper fight god.

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IDK why but this panel:

I'm obsessed with the way Taako is drawn here. So happy and blissfully unaware of the pain he's about to endure.

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reblog to share a plate of delicious waffles with your followers :D

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Buying a special tissue box and labeling it "For When Story and Song Comes Out" because I know, for a fact, I'm gonna need it,

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You remember L̶̢͇̩̤̳̩͖̲͚͚̳͚͕͉̗͋̓ͅư̵͓͖̥̥̦͇͍̬̪̑́͐̏̂̐̎̾̐́̑̋̽̇͆̃̾̈́͌̈́̀̉͛͑̓̌͐́̊͂͒̈́̈́͘̚͠p̸̥̳͈͚̊̈́̋̀̄͐̓͆̇͑̿͊͌̍̕̕͝͠͝͠͝, of course. How could you forget L̶̢͇̩̤̳̩͖̲͚͚̳͚͕͉̗͋̓ͅư̵͓͖̥̥̦͇͍̬̪̑́͐̏̂̐̎̾̐́̑̋̽̇͆̃̾̈́͌̈́̀̉͛͑̓̌͐́̊͂͒̈́̈́͘̚͠p̸̥̳͈͚̊̈́̋̀̄͐̓͆̇͑̿͊͌̍̕̕͝͠͝͠͝?

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She shouts your name and she shouts something else but you just can't hear it anymore. You just hear the wind. And you just see the stars above you. They are beautiful … and then they're gone

ned chicane :((

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Some writers: *meticulously plan out every plot point and the tone and meanings before they start writing*

Me:

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taako, magnus and merle: *have to watch their friends think magnus is dead, juggling a ton of lies, getting ready to break in to the directors quarters and possibly have to face her*

barry, in the pocket spa with a mud mask and cucumbers over his eyes, sitting in a jacuzzi: wow this is the easiest infiltration mission ever

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finally got around to listening to the adventure zone and OH MY GOD i have been missing out

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I cannot believe this is happening right now!!! Thank you to everyone who has liked and shared my art, I’m so grateful for all of you!!

"I'm one seventeen-inch waist away from being Scarlett O'Hara" - Taako, Petals to the Metal

After having the Emilio Pucci Fall 2015 Galaxy Boots live rent-free in my head for ages, I finally found the perfect reference post to match. A day and a half later, and the sacrifice of my drawing shoulder from every tiny detail, this was born. I'm so elated with the results. In my personal headcanon, I'd like to imagine Taako has "100% That Bitch" energy after The Day of Story and Song. He doesn't let it get to his head, (he knows his humble beginnings) but he absolutely will give the Fantasy Paparazzi one hell of a show at any given moment.

I'd like to once again thank mellon_soup on Patreon for the use of their incredible catalog of pose references (Pose reference (public) | Patreon) which I link here so all you cool babes out there can see their work too.

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Apparently they're selling post content to train AI now so let us be the first to say, flu nork purple too? West motor vehicle surprise hamster much! Apple neat weed very crumgible oysters in a patagonia, my hat. Very of the and some then shall we not? Much jelly.

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“I’m so sorry, Magnus…”

Thanks Griffin McElroy for creating one of the greatest scenes I will ever experience by ripping my heart out

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Whumpuary Day 11

11. (Jan 21-22) Blood / "Just get it over with" / Memories

Lucretia is sitting in her office on the Moon Base of the Bureau of Benevolence, approximately six months after The Day of Story and Song. Well, exactly one hundred and eighty-three days, five hours, and eleven minutes… but who is counting really? 

The truth is, she has been counting. There isn’t a day that has gone by where she isn’t thinking about how long it’s been since everyone’s memories came back. 

More specifically, she has been counting every day since she lost the trust of her colleague and friend, Taako. 

The guilt never left after she saw the absolute hatred in Taako’s eyes when he finally remembered. She didn’t realize that Taako would take things this hard. But didn’t she? She knew, she knew Taako and Lup were practically one and the same. Removing one-half of Taako’s entire life wasn’t fair, and she knew that. But she had to do it, she needed them to understand that her plan was going to work, and to do that she would have to make them forget. 

She feels justified for her actions, but the guilt never leaves. That look in Taako’s eyes haunts her dreams constantly. Sometimes it’s more than a look of disgust, and she wakes up in tears from impossible scenarios that she felt were more than real. Most of the time she can control her outbursts. Only once has she screamed, alerting her security and putting herself in an awkwardly vulnerable position. She never wanted to be in that position again, so she put herself on a very strict sleep schedule. 

Today, however, after one hundred and eighty-three days, five hours, and thirty-three minutes, Lucretia got a message from Lup to meet at her house. Lucretia knew she would have to adjust her sleep schedule to make room for this meeting, but she was willing to sacrifice it to talk to family. Lup didn’t hold a grudge against Lucretia, so she felt safe going over for a cup of tea and some conversation. However, when she stepped through the rift Lup created for her, she was met with nervous energy and a Taako who looked like he didn’t want to be there. 

“Hey Luce,” Lup says, a smile on her face, “We all need to talk, hm?” 

Lucretia stands there, tense as the rift that brought her here closes behind her. No running away from it now, Lucretia was brought to an intervention session. Barry and Kravitz are also in the room, in the corner quietly watching. Lup walks up beside Taako and gestures to Lucretia to come further into the room. 

“Taako and I have been talking, and I think Taako has something he’d like to say to you.”

Lucretia isn’t sure what to do with herself in this space. She didn’t know if she should sit or if she should look at any of them. Lup gestures for Lucretia to come and sit down beside her, but the look on Taako’s face says he means business. Lucretia ignores Lup, choosing instead to stand face to face with Taako, a calm, neutral expression despite the anxiety attack that was building quickly. Taako was staring at her with a face that gave away he was clearly annoyed. Lucretia looks down at that, pretending that the ground under her feet is more interesting to look at. She stands still with grace, hands folded in front of her; the picture of decorum despite the fact she feels she can’t breathe. 

“Sup, Luce?” Taako asks to fill the quiet. 

Lucretia takes a deep, shaky breath, her shoulders tensing under the weight of her guilt. 

“If you must yell, Taako, then please get it over with…”

Taako frowns and everyone else in the room is taken aback by her comment. The silence stayed thick between all of them. Taako isn’t sure if he should even say anything after hearing that comment.

Lup shakes her head and steps slightly forward, a hand reaching out to touch Lucretia. “Luce, we wouldn’t–” Taako stops Lup from getting closer. 

“Look,” Taako sighs, rubbing at the back of his neck, “I’m not here to yell at you, ‘kay?” He slides his hat off of his head and fidgets nervously with the brim. “I was fucked up by what you did to my memories. I still feel pretty fucked up, y’know? It’s hard remembering what happened. I told myself a long time ago that I’d never forgive you, and I thought it was gonna be that way forever.” Lucretia takes another trembling breath as the guilt crushes her more. “But I’m tired of avoiding you… Like, I don’t want to keep running from you. What you did sucks, but I– It’s just annoying at this point because parties fuckin’–” Lup elbows Taako in the ribs and it earns a grunt of complaint from the twin. Taako breathes deep once again and looks up from his hat to make eye contact. “I miss you… and I just want my friend back.” 

Lucretia tries her damnedest to control her expression but breathing is becoming steadily harder due to the building tears in her eyes. It wasn’t quite forgiveness, she still felt didn’t deserve it after everything, but it was enough. Enough to finally release that heavy burden of guilt she’s been carrying. 

Taako sees that the dam is about to burst and he rolls his eyes, “Fantasy Jesus Christ, just– cm’ere” and closes the gap to pull Lucretia into a hug. 

((((I promise I haven't forgotten about this challenge. My depresso espresso has been pretty strong lately and I lost the motivation to write. I'm determined to finish this challenge though, it just may be a while before I get through all the prompts. Thank you to whomever stuck around for these.))))

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Whumpuary 2024 Day 10

10. (Jan 19-20) Desperation / Gunpoint / Can't stay awake Alternate Prompt: "Let me see"

Carey came back to their shared bunk limping. It had been a long walk back after training with Magnus. She had rolled pretty terribly trying to dodge a punch from Magnus and ended up hurting her ankle. Magnus insisted on helping her back to the dorm, but she refused, being brave despite terrible pain. It was times like this when Carey forgot just how far she lived from the gym. 

Killian was reading on the couch when she heard the door open. “Hey babe!” Killian called out, knowing exactly who was at the front door. She waited for a response but was met with footfalls that were very abnormal to her ears. Killian immediately put her book down and turned so she could see the door. 

Carey gave Killian a sheepish smile, leaning against the doorway. “Hey babe…” 

“What the hell happened to you?!” Killian vaulted over the couch and was by her girlfriend in an instant. 

“Bad training accident. I’m okay.” Carey said as she took a few steps inside the dorm. 

“By the way you’re limping, I don’t think so babe.” 

Carey made it behind the couch, gripping the back tightly as she struggled to stay upright. “Well… yeah, I might not be okay…” 

Killian walked over to scoop Carey up into her arms effortlessly, gently setting her down on the couch. 

“Not sure what happened, honestly,” Carey confesses, a grimace on her face as she lets her ankle settle. “It hurts really bad… but I’m pretty sure it’s just sprained.” 

“Let me see,” Killian said before she picked up Carey’s leg, setting it across her lap. Carey hissed in pain at her ankle being moved, but otherwise, she let Killian do her thing. Killian could see Carey’s ankle was swollen and red. With tender touches, Killian navigated the softer parts of the ankle. Carey winced and grabbed Killian’s forearm with a clawed hand. “I know it hurts, but I can’t stop yet,” Killian reassured Carey and she received a pained nod in return. 

She continued on with impossibly light touches for how big her hands were. Carey had been quiet up until this point. When Killian brushed a hand against the bony portion of her ankle, Carey let out a scream, accidentally digging her claws into Killian’s forearm. That gentle touch hurt more than Carey could imagine. 

“Yeah, you probably fractured your ankle, Carey,” Killian stated as she let Carey’s ankle settle onto her lap. “We’re gonna have to contact the healers. For you and for me.” Killian chuckled when she saw the claw marks on her arm start to bleed. 

“Shit, Kil… I’m sorry, it just really hurt…” Carey mumbled, the tell-tale signs of tears beginning to come forth. 

“Shh, it’s okay babe,” Killian said, placing a gentle hand against Carey’s cheek. “I know you didn’t mean it. I don’t blame you, I bet this hurts like hell. How did you even make it back to our room?” 

“Dunno…” Carey sniffled, leaning her cheek into Killian’s hand. She felt so frustrated, being injured this bad from a simple dexterity mistake. Her entire body trembled as the tears began to flow. 

“Carey…” Killian whispered ever so gently. She wanted to pull Carey into a hug, but that would mean moving her ankle and she didn’t want to cause the Dragonborne any more pain than she was already in. “You’re strong. You are so strong, and I’m proud of you. You’re allowed to be injured. You’re allowed to be in pain. Just don’t bear it alone.” She said, earning a little sniffle and the lightest sob from her girlfriend. Killian wiped away some of the tears with her thumb, never letting go of Carey’s cheek. “I’ll call the healers, just hang in there.” Killian pulled her Stone of Farspeech from around her neck and patched herself into the infirmary. 

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Whumpuary 2024 Day 9

9. (Jan 17-18) "Make it stop" / Restraints / Hair Grabbing

((TW: Blood, mentions of killing, hostage situation, burns))

Taako grimaces as his head is yanked back by a fist tightly tangled in his unbraided hair. His teeth are gritted and blood oozes slowly out of the corner of his mouth. He’s currently kneeling, hands restrained behind his back by Mage Hand and is forced to look up at his sister, Lup. Lup is doing her best to try and get Taako out of this hostage situation, but the village leader is growing increasingly angrier by the second. 

“Back away or he dies!” The brute shouts as his grip tightens on Taako’s locks. Taako whimpers slightly as he feels some of his hair being broken off of his scalp with the sudden movement. 

“You don’t have to do this! We’ll give you the Light back, just let him go!” Magnus yells from behind Lup. He can see this situation is going increasingly downhill. Regardless of their regeneration abilities after someone dies in their party, Magnus cannot stand to see Taako in pain like this any longer. 

“How am I supposed to believe that, asshole? You come here to MY land,” his fist shakes with every inflection, earning more whimpers from Taako, “Invade MY village, and now you DESTROY my people! We earned the Light! Give us back what is rightfully OURS!” 

Lup stares at Taako in horror. She can’t stand to see him like this. His neck is at an awkward angle and a threatening blade is clutched in the leader’s other hand. He’s already bleeding from his nose and mouth from a sucker punch to the face that neither of them were dexterous enough to see coming. Lup would have caught the guy before Taako was captured, but they found out fairly quickly that he was proficient in both fighting and spellcasting. His jagged blade is his spellcasting focus. 

One of Taako’s eyes slants open so he can look at his sister. Lup knows he’s trying to be strong, but she can see in his eyes that he’s scared. 

The village leader is losing patience, fast. He takes his dagger and aims it right at Taako’s jugular. “I’ll do it! Hand over the Light or I’ll do it!” Taako winces when he feels the cold metal at his throat. What an ugly way to go out… 

“If we give you back the Light, your entire planet - hell, your entire planar system - will be destroyed!” Davenport tries to bargain. “We’re not trying to hurt anyone with it, we’re trying to save you!” 

The entire time Davenport is reasoning with the man, Lup is watching Taako, terrified for her brother. She doesn’t want to do this. She won’t… But the way Taako looks at her, pleading, she can tell he wants this. They’d never been apart in a cycle before, always either living or dying together. Granted it would only be a week without Taako, but that still was a terrifying concept. 

Taako grimaces, mouthing a sentence she didn’t want to hear. Lup shakes her head, tears spilling over her cheeks. 

Taako raises his voice, almost shouting at his sister. “Make it stop!”

The dagger is raised in an arch to deliver the final blow.

Lup raises her hands and, after praying to all the gods that Taako can pass a dexterity saving throw, casts Immolation on the leader. A precise ring of fire surrounds the brute and he screams as he goes up in flames. He drops the knife, now superheated, and it clips Taako in the shoulder as it drops. Taako screams at the contact of the blade against his collarbone, sending a chill up Lup’s spine. Taako tries his best to roll away at a disadvantage, but his leg comes in contact with the flames and ignites. 

Taako is screaming even louder at the pain of both the knife wound and the spreading fire on his leg. Everyone starts running for him, none more so than Lup, who is by his side in a mere few seconds. 

“Taako I’m sorry! Fuck, I’m so sorry!” Lup shouts over her brother’s wails of agony as she tries to put out the flames on his leg. She isn’t thinking right, or else she’d know the fire she created won’t go out without magic. Davenport runs up beside the twins with a better mindset and casts Dispel Magic on Taako. The flames recede and the Mage Hand holding him hostage dissipates. He’s still badly burnt, but he’s alive.

He’s alive. 

Lup helps Taako adjust so he’s resting on his back. “W-we have to get him to Merle.” She said in a shaky voice, her hands hovering over Taako as if she’d break him if she touched him. Taako is struggling to stay conscious while on the ground. His leg was throbbing from the pain, and Taako couldn’t move without feeling the burnt skin stretch painfully. Paired with the wounds he sustained on his shoulder and chest from the searing blade, he was a miserable mess. 

“I can carry him, we gotta get outta here before more people show up.” Magnus kneels down beside Taako. 

“They’re bound to see the smoke rising and think something bad happened. We have to be quick.” Davenport reasons. 

Lup helps Magnus gather Taako up as gently as he can, and yet Taako still groans from being moved. Once he’s secure in Magnus’s grip, Taako finally passes out, going completely limp. Lup expected that to happen, but fuck, it still hurt to see her brother like this. 

“Let’s hurry. You okay to carry him?” Davenport asks, and the fighter nods. 

“I’ve got him. Lup, I promise I won’t hurt him.”