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haverkampink · 1 year ago
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lloml lucretia love of my life
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krowbats · 2 years ago
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redraw of an old friend from last year 🌙
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mspainttaz · 1 year ago
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wizard voice: fuck u lucy
[i.d. a greyscale two panel comic of taako and madame director sitting across a table from each other. in the first panel, taako sits back with a "sorry not sorry" expression on his face and a notebook in his hand. on the notebook is a badly drawn hand flipping the bird. Taako wears wizard clothes, wizard hat, and his B.O.B. armband. in the second panel madame director has her palms clasped together and looks maybe constipated, maybe annoyed. she has short hair and a fancy robe. end i.d.]
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terabyte-teddybear · 2 months ago
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aroace lesbian lucretia icons <3
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murderandcoffee · 1 year ago
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man it's been a few years since my taz balance re-listen (and even more since my original listen) but the songs madam director and lucretia STILL elicit an immediate emotional reaction from me whenever they start playing
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jacodraws · 2 years ago
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Madam Director…
[ID an illustration of Lucretia from The Adventure Zone. She is standing alone at the top of a few steps in a dim room. Behind her is the dark glittering silhouette of the void fish in a tank. She is holding the bulwark staff, and is wearing a blue and white dress, star earrings, and a dark blue cloak. She looks nervously to the side.]
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Controversial Character Tournament Round 1: Lucretia from The Adventure Zone: Balance
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(remember that these characters are fictional and your fellow tumblr users are real. please be normal in the notes, i will not hesitate to block if you harass people)
(art is fanart by @ursminor !)
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fandomsnstuff · 1 year ago
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Consider: twosun didn't have snow. Anywhere. At all. They didn't even have a concept of it. They don't know what it is. Anyway, it's day 26 of @taznovembercelebration and im a canadian who tried to write people who've never seen snow before
Day 26: wonder
The IPRE crew is very happy that their plan worked and they've successfully hidden from the Hunger. What they didn't plan for, was how cold Faerun could get and the not-rain falling from the sky.
Read it on AO3
After they deploy the relics in what they hope to be the final cycle, the IPRE crew waits with bated breath for the Hunger. But the scouts never come. Days pass, then weeks, then months, and the sky never darkens unnaturally, revealing countless white eyes opening up to find them.
As those months pass, they find that the days shorten and the air cools. As people built for a world with two suns, this poses a bit of a problem. Sure, they spent certain cycles in colder and darker climates, but that doesn't mean they enjoyed it. One year just isn't enough time to adapt to that. So they make do. Sweaters and blankets are plentiful, and when the cold gets bad enough that the ship's heating system can't seem to break through it, they all pile up in the living room. Body heat is crucial for survival. Not to mention that Magnus is simply a furnace of a man.
He's the one who seems to be able to function the best. He has to wear a shirt (or a few), much to his chagrin, but he still gets up every morning and dutifully goes for a run.
One morning, he extracts himself from the pile of bodies on top of him, and everyone shuffles in to fill the space he left. He's barely gone for a few minutes when he comes back and excitedly says, “guys, get up! You gotta see this!”
There are some grumblings about having to leave the nice warm sleep pile to go to the cold outdoors, but they comply. When they get outside, though, the grumblings stop as they all stand in awed silence.
Davenport had landed the cloaked ship in a field just outside a nearby town. That town, the field, and everything else, is now coated in a thick layer of white… stuff. And small bits of it fall from the sky. Magnus runs out onto it, and it crunches under his feet, leaving footprints behind. He turns back to them and holds his arms out, “isn't it great?!”
“It's beautiful,” Lucretia says. The sun peeks through the soft grey clouds and it sparkles. She breathes out, “woah.”
Lup steps out into it and holds out her hand. Some of the little bits land on her hand, and stay there a moment before melting away. She crouches and scoops some up off the ground, crushing it in her hand. Some falls back to the ground and some melts away. She wipes her hand off on her pants. “It's like the cold sand from, what was it? 45?”
“42,” Lucretia says, “but I don't remember it falling from the sky. Or melting.” She holds her hand out too, and watches the bits melt. “It's water.”
“So it's raining ice,” Taako pulls his obscene amount of blankets tighter around himself, “peachy.”
“I don't think it's ice,” Barry says, “this isn't one solid piece.” He examines the bits that have collected on the sleeve of his sweater, “it's like it's crystallised.”
“Maybe I can go into town and talk to someone,” Magnus says, “they'll probably know what's up with this. Maybe we can get some better gear, because I don't know about you guys, but my shoes and socks got wet the moment I stepped out here.”
“I'll go with you,” Lucretia says, “just give me two minutes to put real clothes on.”
Not long after, they're crossing the field together.
“You weren't kidding about the wet shoes,” she says.
“I even changed my socks while you were getting dressed and put on different shoes, and my feet are still wet.”
“Well Taako promised us soup when we got back, so I think that'll keep me–” she cuts herself off with a yelp as her feet hit harder ground and fly out from under her. Magnus catches her before she cracks her head open on the cobblestone. “Now that,” she says, getting back on her feet, “is ice.”
“No kidding,” Magnus links her arm in his and they make their way (carefully) into the streets, “the last thing we want to do is lose you when we've only just begun the rest of our lives.”
She squeezes his arm. “We won't be perpetually in our early 20s anymore.”
“I'll finally be able to fully develop my frontal cortex.”
All through town, there are children playing in the cold snow, and people walking briskly down the street. Lucretia and Magnus are wearing the most layers out of anyone. Lucretia spots a café on the opposite side of the street. “Let's go in there,” she says, nodding in its direction, “the air out here is making my face hurt.”
They cross the street as quickly as they dare, and sigh with relief as the warmth of the indoors and the smell of fresh baked goods hits them. They walk up to the counter, where a young woman is placing a tray of croissants into the display.
“Awfully cold out there,” Magnus says, turning on his rustic charm.
The woman looks up at them, amused. “Newcomers?”
“You could say that.”
She laughs and shakes her head. “Trust me, if you think this is cold, you haven't seen anything yet.”
Both of their faces drop. “It gets worse?” Lucretia asks.
“Oh, yeah.” She gestures to the window, “you actually can't get snow if it's too cold. That's when you get freezing rain and everything's covered in a layer of ice.”
They both just stare at her, dumbfounded. Their home plane had nothing like this. It didn't get this cold, and it certainly didn't have “snow” and rain that covered everything in ice. The young woman smiles pleasantly, “so what can I get you?”
They glance at each other. Magnus says, “directions to somewhere warmer, maybe?”
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elvencantation · 1 year ago
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sooooooo I paused in the middle of episode 65 of taz balance and my angst senses were tingling so much i had to write a lucretia fic
the year of stone
Lucretia wakes up alone in a ship that has been shot down. A ship that is much too quiet with six of its seven occupants gone. A ship she does not know how to repair, much less fly. She has a year. A year to learn, a year to run, a year to fight. A year to survive with the hope of thousands of universes dropped onto her shoulders alone.
1.8k words, character study, stream of consciousness, all hurt no comfort, mostly
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bigboyhammerhead · 1 year ago
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i think esme weatherwax and lucretia would’ve gotten along. i also think lup and nanny would’ve caused several thousand explosions and love that for them. i support women’s rights but more importantly i support women’s wrongs <3
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remma-demma · 11 months ago
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Thinking about how similar Lucretia TAZ and G’raha Tia FFXIV are………
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felikatze · 5 months ago
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i'm reading the taz novels after i finish listening to the respective arcs cuz it's fun to see what stupid bits made the cut and. the additions to the ending of the murder on the rockport limited....
lucretia just. blatantly recognizing what the umbra staff is. blatantly recognizing who it belonged to. auuuurgh. the impeding fallout between her and taako is set up so well <3
and lucretia sitting all alone in her office unwilling to share the burden with anybody.
my relisten is making me a bonafide lucretia appreciator i truly slept on her the first time around. lucretia ilyyyyyyyyy
sad that the novel cuts out how often she says dumb shit as well lol. her vibe is 100% "how do you do, fellow kids" while trying to be imposing. she's tubular. i love her
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thelonely-journalkeeper · 1 year ago
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hello chat I’ve been relistening to TAZ Balance and tell me why Griffin’s music still makes me feel SHRIMP EMOTIONS.
these characters and the story and the music just bring me so much joy.
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terabyte-teddybear · 1 year ago
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"i fucking made it!" a lucretia playlist as a surprise gift for @melonkittii
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touchy feely fool / ajr
the bureau / gerard way
this will end / the oh hellos
game shows touch our lives / the mountain goats
memory bound / don mcginnis
punisher / phoebe bridgers
historians / lucy dacus
same as cash / the mountain goats
paint's peeling / rilo kiley
reunion / indigo girls
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yourbelgianthings · 1 year ago
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lucretia for the blorbo bingo?
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hugging lucretia as the journal keeper and lucretia as madam director and lucretia after the bureau <3 (yes i really like both taako and lucretia shhh)
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sliceroftpeirweirisles · 11 months ago
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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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