#thanks Rose!!

[the-blind-assassin-12]

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With gratitude in particular for being such a phenomenal reader of fic! 🌹

HI ROSE! 🌹

I have been feeling down for the last few days and this message was SUCH a welcome surprise!! Thank you so much for thinking of me! I’m very glad to have found you, too. Your posts are always insightful and your writing is a treat.

And aw shucks, I just know that nothing tickles a writer more than feedback about what they poured into their work, so that’s my main goal when I read.

Thanks again for sending this, lovely!

[holdmecloser-gandydancer]

for the prompts to shake things up: 21 with thb and/or anyone else you feel like from at the bureau, if you feel so inclined!

"so it was YOU who took a full bite out of that stick of butter!! please. please. why??" from this prompt list!

Taako can’t stand living with other people.

Eh, that’s a little harsh, he supposes. He can stand it just fine, he just hates it. That’s a little nicer. Probably.

It’s not so much the being around other people he hates, it’s the sharing of space. He’s very particular with how he thinks stuff should be arranged. That’s not such a bad thing, he thinks.

But the communal kitchen thing will probably kill him if it doesn’t kill a colleague first.

He swears he’s the only motherfucker on this moon who has any idea what food safety even is. Every single day he has to remind these dunces that meat can’t defrost on the counter and milk shouldn’t be stored in the door and that you shouldn’t eat two fucking deviled eggs that have been sitting out on a windowsill for gods know how long, are you actually a lunatic?

That’s why he takes advantage of the kitchen at, what some might call, whack ass hours. Nobody to bother him, nobody sniffing around his pots and pans, nobody trying to sneak a bite.

He doesn’t share food and nobody needs to know why.

He’s craving an omelet. A fancy one. One with potatoes. And spinach. And lots of goat cheese. And onions. And garlic.

He’s contemplating more components as he whips his eggs up. As he’s rummaging around one of the cabinets he’s charmed, he idly wonders whose bright idea it was to build a secret moonbase without decent storage in the living spaces. His hand closes around the cool metal of his nice copper pan and he does his best to extract it noiselessly.

He turns the burner on and looks around for his nice butter. They apparently like, sing to the cows or some shit. It’s one of the little luxuries he’ll indulge in since it just makes food taste so much better. When he pulls it out of the fridge, however, he’s horrified to see just how the damn stick’s been brutalized.

He can’t use the rest of the stick, the thought genuinely makes him want to gag. So now he’s out a nice breakfast and a few silver pieces.

Good thing he’s going to be so calm and normal about this butter abuse.

-

Attention all occupants of this dormitory, please make your way to the kitchen ASAP. Or else.

Taako, what are you—

All good here, Madam D, never you mind!

Taako, this is inappropriate use of Bureau—

The intercom cuts off abruptly. Even with having just met the guy, Magnus has a feeling that Taako means business and isn’t keen on waiting. Merle and Robbie stir and make their way to the elevator. On their way down to the kitchen, even more groggy Bureau members step onto the elevator.

Merle and Magnus find themselves quietly humming along to the tune.

They all find Taako standing in the dorm kitchen and scowling. He says nothing for a moment before marching up to Robbie. “Open your mouth.”

He looks down the line at other Bureau members. “Uh, wh—”

“Just show me your teeth and this will be painless,” Taako demands, clutching a stick of butter in other hand.

After a reasonable amount of hesitation, Robbie opens his mouth and grimaces, exposing his teeth.

Taako squints, looking from the butter to Robbie’s mouth and back to the butter. “Close it, you’re clean.”

“Taako, what’re you doing ‘sides freaking out Rusty here?” Merle asks.

“Uh my name’s actually Robbie,” Robbie clarifies before being waved off by Taako.

“Well, Merle, I was just trying to make myself a bangin’ breakfast. Big ol’ omelet with a ton of shit. But do you know what the first step of making an omelet is?” Taako paces up and down the line of Bureau members he’s assembled in the kitchen, smacking the stick of butter in his hand against his palm.

“Cracking some eggs?” Avi ventures. Taako glares at him.

“Cracking some eggs,” Taako repeats, “Is but one of many ‘first steps’ in making an omelet. Don’t ask how there are multiple first steps, I am a wizard and a chef, not a fucking scientist. But perhaps the most important step is putting a big knob of butter in the pan and letting it become nice and foamy. But I can’t do that today! And do any of you care to venture a guess as to why?”

He’s met with blank stares. Typical.

“It’s because one of you has decided to bite into my stick of butter with your gaping wide maw,” Taako hisses.

“Can’t you just like, transmute some more butter or some shit? That way you don’t have to interrogate us at ass-o’clock in the morning?” Killian says flatly.

It’s a blink and you’ll miss it moment, but Taako’s jaw tightens and his eyes harden a little. Whatever comes out of his mouth next is going to be some evasive shit and Magnus knows it. And he’s not sure how.

“It’s about the principle of it all,” Taako deflects. That tracks.

“Wait, I thought we were calling her the Director, not the principal,” Merle interjects.

Taako casts him a withering glare. “Also, who has the spell slots to waste?”

Magnus grimaces and puts his hand up. “Hey, listen, Taako. Don’t be mad—”

“Probably gonna be mad now, my man.”

“—But it was me,” Magnus admits. “You can check it against my teeth or something.”

“I could cast Zone of Truth,” Merle offers.

“Eh, not so sure you should be wasting your spell slots. After all, they’re so helpful when you use them,” Taako says. “Why the actual shit have you done this?”

Magnus looks around sheepishly for a minute. “Well, I was eating this spicy soup, like really spicy, and my mouth was burning and you said that drinking milk straight from the carton was a no go but I also knew that dairy soothed mouth burn.”

Taako doesn’t say anything for a little while. He pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a sigh that could extinguish a hundred years’ worth of birthday candles. “So instead of drinking milk straight from the carton, you decide to bite my stick of nice butter.”

Magnus nods.

“I hate the moon.” He tosses the stick of butter towards Magnus. “You’re all dismissed, except Magnus who is going to Fantasy Costco, replacing my butter, and dealing with that cat at the cash register.”

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

LEMON

I SEE IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

I HOPE IT'S A GREAT ONE

A 911 LONE STAR BIRTHDAY HEADCANON ASK FOR YOU

HOW DOES TK CELEBRATE CARLOS' S BIRTHDAY AND HOW DOES CARLOS CELEBRATE TK'S BIRTHDAY?

ALSO SINCE IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY I FOLLOWED YOUR APOSTROPHE RULE FOR CARLOS EVEN THOUGH I DISAGREE WITH IT. will not do the same for the oxford comma, though.

Hello ROSE! (In my heart you are the artist formerly known as Red). Thank you!! And thank you for respecting the appropriate way to make Carlos possessive (does that make sense? I’m high on a lot of cold meds right now).

I actually wrote a fic for TK’s 30th birthday, but I think Carlos tries to be really sweet and romantic and wakes TK up with kisses and breakfast in bed. TK is thoroughly charmed, but also knows Carlos is itching at the thought of food in bed so he insists on eating it in the dining room.

Carlos also, at TK’s explicit request, throws TK a surprise party and invites all their friends and family and Owen has a mini crisis about how TK getting older means he’s getting older.

TK celebrates Carlos in a much more low key way. He wakes him up sweetly too, but not for breakfast 🤭 They have sweet, sleepy morning sex and then TK takes Carlos to brunch at a place down by the river that Carlos’s sister told them about, where they can sit by the water and watch the birds and the kayakers and paddle boarders. Then they head to Carlos’s favorite bookstore, Casa De Resistencia. In the late afternoon they climb the Mount Bonell stairs in a recreation of one of their first dates after making it official. They have a cute little picnic, TK tries to emulate Carlos and packs way too much cheese, before heading home for a quiet game night with the gang plus Owen & Andrea!

[radi0activelob1ani]

5000 years ago.

[shopwitchvamp]

“Omg, I love these! They go up to size 6X AND they have pockets?! Wow!! But do you have anything longer?”

Sure do, no problem!!

“YES these are great!!! But what about.. longer?”

I gotcha!! Comin’ right up!

“Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about! But… how about if I’m feeling like it’s the kinda day where I need my clothing to be bifurcated???”

Never fear, joggers are here!

"Finally! Pants that are just as fun as skirts! They're so cool!" /scene

🖤witchvamp.com🖤 (ᵖˢ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵀʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵒˡ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᴾʳᵉᵒʳᵈᵉʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ⁿᵒʷ)

[puricodraws]

The template for the ideal D&D party! Who's up to play a game of "Caverns & Cheesecakes"?

Available as a print on my Etsy Shop!

[sczawr]

doodles of Amy and Neo Metal Sonic as Lady Nimue and Sir Pelleas from my and my gangs satbk au! Neo's design is also by @mmm-asbestos!

[kyvnnie]

Guns N’ Roses (literally)

[nova-rpv]

a redraw of the first drawing i posted here to celebrate the fact that ive been in tumblr for more than a whole year posting my shit and havent deleted my blog in panic yippee \:D/ (mushy rant in tags)

[wow-its-me]

THEY SAY SHES SHOULD BEVER USE NOBLE-TEMPLE BECAUSE IT SOUNDS WEIRD

SO

TEMPLE-NOBLE

TEMPLE FROM THE LATIN ROOT TEMP MEANING TIME

NOBLE MEANING A PERSON BORN INTO HIGH SOCIAL OR POLITICAL RANK, INCLUDING NOBLEMAN WHO ARE SOMETIMES REFERRED TO AS LORDS

TEMPLE-NOBLE

TIME-LORD

[salarymanwaka]

[holdmecloser-gandydancer]

how about "tear" or "run" for the wip document ask!

send me a word and i'll find it in my WIP

“I don’t think it’s dumb, you know. I’m proud of you for being brave enough to chase that kind of shit. And when you win a Grammy one day, I expect a long and tearful speech about your dear brother Taako and how integral he was to your success especially when he spent so many years working his body to the bone to support you.” Vitality and zeal returning, Taako hops on the counter to deliver his touching acceptance speech, wielding a bunch of bananas as his award.

[stealingpotatoes]

Ok but if Rey also had psychometry (idk if it’s canonical or not but that’s how I explain her tfa vision) does that mean she also gets a Nightsister???

oo yeah idk if she rlly does have it, but for the sake of the bit:

(commission info // tip jar!)

[daydreamycrustacean]

Alt outfits. Playing dress up with him like he´s a barbie doll.

[zan0tix]

HOORAY HOMESTUCK! Happy birthday to the webcomic that changed my life 😁🫶

[hiru3152]

We all heard the news today about RT and RWBY. I won't stop loving these 4 girls and stay tuned for good new in the future~ Thank you for 10 years of RWBY <3