#IF YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT TAAKO 'I RUN A MILE TO KISS HIM' TAACO WASN'T GOING TO MAD DASH LIKE A MAD LAD DOWN THE AISLE

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Taakitz Wedding Au in 3 parts

Aka I went off the shits again with the content and this was supposed to be short and simple but, in the words of Brian David Gilbert, “God has cursed me for my hubris, and my work is never finished.”

Anonymous asked: Do u think we could see the full outfits of Taako and Kravitz's wedding outfits and a cake like u did with Lup's wedding? Because Taako would be sO extra extra the food and his outfit for sure

I had already been sitting on this idea since I worked on the other post so:

Part 1: Merry Go Round of Life

Taako insisted he was going to cater his own wedding. And then Lup sat him down and spoke some sense into him. And of course when you’ve had sense spoken into you, it’s rather difficult to get it removed. So she was in charge of catering the wedding. 

As Taako was describing the theme (which he had been planning after he and Kravtiz had adopted their third cat. Taako kept a tabbed binder and everything) Lup asked him what he had in mind for the cake decor.

The following bit resulted:

Taako: Make the cake topper look like me twerking on Kravtiz’s-- Lup: No. Taako: Taako: Make the cake topper look like Kravitz grinding on my-- Lup: NO!!!

In the end, Lup makes an extravagant cake, stacked upon four stands of varying heights, with little lacy staircases to connect them. The cake is decorated with black fondant with silver raven feather line work, and lavender piping in the shape of roses. Each layer was a different flavor.*

*Taako would later learn that the top cake was filled with key lime gogurt. This was mildly upsetting.

Taako: That’s the bougiest shit I’ve ever laid my eyes on. How’d you come up with this? Lup: I looked up “ridiculous wedding cake” on fantasy google. Apparently these staircase cakes were once in fashion. Vintage, ya know what I mean? Taako: So it’s a throwback, hell yeah! (they highfive)

Part 2 and 3 under the cut:

Part 2:  I write Sins Not Tragedies

Lup is done up in her bridesmaid’s dress. It’s a beautiful lavender gown. 

It took a million and one different color palettes before her brother settled on it, but this one had stayed on the board no matter what combinations they chose, so ultimately it became the main accent. (Aside from black, which was a given. Kravitz insisted.) 

“Ko? Are you ready to go?” She asks, knocking gently on the door.

Taako had requested to himself ready. She figured he just wanted a chance to clear his head from all the frenzy. She half suspected him to have made a portal and go off the grid by now.

She wouldn’t put it beneath him, but she wouldn’t also think he’ll stoop to that, what with the enthusiasm he had attempted to hide in the nearly two years it took to execute this whole thing. Besides, even though Lup would kill a man for breaking her brother’s heart, she had come to care for Kravitz enough that if Taako ran out on him, she’d track her brother down herself and backhand him.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” his muffed voice says through the door.

Lup walks in and he looks...weirdly calm? Like, Taako is usually exuding confidence to an astronomical degree. But right now he looks, almost serene as he looks up at his sister. 

It’s only after getting over this initial start that Lups notices that Taako isn’t wearing some, bold extravagant gown or three piece suit or cowled robe, or any other gaudy attire like everyone expected. Admittedly it’s still appropriate. It’s a white lace collar blouse with lavender accents. Grey trousers with white, floral embroidered boots are trailed by a short tail of lavender tulle. A silver sash is tied at the waist with a bow. A light blue cord is pinned to his chest with symbols of two clock hands--a gift from Lady Istus. 

He wears a glowing, nearly translucent wizard hat. His curly hair is braided into neat plaits and tied together with one big lavender ribbon. Flowers are tucked behind his ears. He’s look beautiful. But again--for Taako--simple.

“Care to explain this one, Ko,” Lup says, pulling up a chair and gesturing at him. “I would’ve sworn you were gonna go out there whole circus in tow, you know.” Taako rolls his eyes.

“Yeah I know,” He says, only a bit irritable. “But I was...well I was thinking, and I guess--You know, I’m gettin married. And Taako is like, a whole super production--the brand, that is. And it’s so often for everybody to experience it. But this is my day! And I guess, I just really wanted, for myself--or for Krav, I guess, to just have....me.”

And then he looks just the tiniest bit sheepish. It’s just him and Lup right now, and Lup can see in his eyes the uncertainty he wouldn’t dare show to anyone else.

Lup beams. She puts a hand on his shoulder and says, “You look fucking amazing babe.”

Taako perks up at that. “Hells yeah, I do! Those fuckos better watch out. Best believe I’m getting pics after the ceremony in my gaudy ass getup. Cuz Taako does not waste a look!”

Lup, rising from her seat says, “Well if you’re good, I can take one last peak to make sure everyone else is all set up.”

“Yeah, you go do that,” Taako says. But now his voice wavers. She can tell from his fidgeting legs that a new wave of anxiety has hit him like a harpoon. His voice is pitched higher. “Everything’s going to be fucking fresh as hell.”

“Taako, you’re deflecting again,” Lup says, deadpan. She whips out a stone of farspeech from her purse and dials in. “Hey, babe, Barry? Taako’s at a code yellow? How we looking over there?”

“Uh...how do I best put this?” Barry’s voice says in response. “I think Kravitz is...molting? He’s pacing around and his cowl* is growing and shedding feathers like there’s no tomorrow.”

Lup groans. “I can’t believe we have to marry these idiots.”

*Kravitz’s outfit is a dark grey, almost military style jack with black slacks, gloves and shoes. He wears a cowl of raven feathers pined by two small raven skulls and a red cord. His locs are braided back and two feathers are tucked in his hair. In the picture, he and Taako are holding hands and smiling at each other.

Part 3: Run to You

It’s time to go in. Even with Lup there to lean against, Taako is faltering every other step. He curses silently at his own legs. It’s a long walk, which is going to be even worse when they actually get in because they chose a venue with a long fucking aisle. After the third trip up, Lup has to hiss at him. “Ko, this is being recorded.”

“I know!” He bites back. “I’m doing my best.”

She gives him a concerned glance. “Do you want to stop?” she mouthes.

“Hell no,” he mutters.

Taako can’t for the life of him figure out why he feels so clumsy. Repressed emotions? Nah, that can’t be it. That’s future Taako’s problem.

Future Taako and Future Taako’s Husband’s Problem.

“Shit,” Taako whispers, stumbling again.

He would never want for his feelings to burden on Kravitz. Or well--not like, more than a general annoyance. But like? In a charming way? Endearing? Taako could never possess Magnus’ rustic hospitality, but he hopes--or rather, he expects to be seen with a certain degree of adoration.

Taako sighs. He knows that Kravitz adores him, with such oceanic depth that he could drown in it. Taako, thieving wizard chef, remembers wanting so much of it before knowing him, and never feeling like he had enough. Until now. 

So he’s going to try. Not to be good, mind you. Pfftt. That’s no fun. But to be...kind. And loving. And--occasionally--honest. 

He’s going to be the best damned husband Death has ever seen. 

Somehow Taako and Lup manage to turn the corner and reach the open doors. They stride ahead as everyone waiting for them begins to rise and--

Then Taako sees Kravtiz.

And Kravtiz sees him.

And Taako, taking in a sharp breath, unhooks his arm from Lup’s and dashes down the aisle. 

Because he sees Kravitz and suddenly he’s back in Phandolin, and he misses him, and he has spent every other thought aside from saving the world in devotion to him. Because he saved the world for him and everyone else present today. And he’s running, because Taako has seen so many worlds, and planes, and universes and time doesn’t play out like a straight line but--

He’s going to run in a straight line towards Kravitz to shorten the time between them and bring their worlds together, because he loves him and he can’t think of anything else but kissing him right now.

And he leaps in Kravitz’s arms--and for his part, Kravitz catches him in a dramatic swoop--to give him a warm kiss.

And Merle, not unkindly, says, “You have to let me do my job! There’s an order to these things, you know!”

And Taako breaks from Kravitz’s face to laugh and say, “Fuck you old man!” And Kravtiz laughs as well. 

And Lup is jogging down the aisle, holding up the skirts of her dress saying, “Fuck bro, if you were gonna run, you should’ve at least given me a head start!”

And the tears Magnus was (poorly) holding back are spilling out in waves and Barry and Angus have to lean against him to keep him upright.

“You could’ve just cast Blink,” Lucretia says, with a smirk. “It would have been a lot faster.”

“Damn,” Taako says, finding his head. Kravtiz just beams and holds him close.

Davenport yells in his captain’s voice, “Let’s get this show on the road!” 

And there’s just so much joy in the room that it’s almost overwhelming.