#2taakitz2week

[willow-on-the-mount]

Prompt 3 - Soulmates

there are lots of Soulmate AUs out there but you can’t deny the classic red thread’s timeless allure

@taakitzweek still going strong!!!

[uglypaw]

Hey mars, I'm living for your tall Taako gangly Taako and short(ish? Taako might just be super tall) Kravitz rn

helper thank u so much cause i can use this as an excuse to talk about big taako but also as my taakitz week free day @taakitzweek

so like,,, i imagine elves on faerun are more human and small and compact, whereas the ones from the two-sunned planet are longer, bigger, more animalistic, with tails and longer ears and colored eyes (im an ex-homestuck dont @ me)

and no one really questions it on faerun but everyone’s curious why this motherfucker looks *like that*, but to merle and magnus it’s just... normal? they never even think to ask about it, cause that’s just how taako looks. he’s just their long bony tall man. (and the wonderland elves take that from him: not necessarily his height, but his otherworldy look. now he just looks like a faerun elf)

krav is like on the shorter side of average for a human male 5′6/5′7, so next to him, Taako looks HUGE. he takes advantage of this all the time, using him as an arm rest, asking him how the weather is down there, etc. he still sits in krav’s lap and krav will carry him, it just looks ridiculous. 

bonus:

[beansmakesart]

Day 1 of @taakitzweek the prompt was ‘that’s going to leave a mark’

[id: the image is of taako and Kravitz, who are standing next to each other facing forward,5heir heads are turned to each other and they are smiling. taako’s arm is behind kravitz, the other is holding the kREBSTAR which is casting a spell, kravitz is holding his scythe above his head about to swing, taako has medium dark skin and poofy blond hair that is in a braid, he is on the chubby side. He is wearing a loose fitting shirt, a cape, and a skirt, along with his signiture hat, kravitz is mostly obscured by his black cloak, but he is also wearing a red and black suit, he has long dreads and has dark skin and a small beard. They are in a Forrest and there is an elderich blast flying words taako, the image is in a sapia filter and has the ‘to be continued’ bar in the corner]

[figofswords]

@taakitzweek day one: “fashion disasters”

aka the prompt that was very much designed especially for me because you KNOW i love drawing terrible outfits

id under cut because it uh. got kinda long.

[id: a digital drawing of taako and kravitz set over a blurred stock photo of the interior of a department store. taako is on the right; he is a brown-skinned, teal-eyed, freckled elf with long blond hair in a braid over his shoulder. he is wearing a lime green low-cut tank top, hot pink shorts, hot pink sequin leggings, and thigh-high red boots. he is holding a long-sleeved gold sequined shirt on a hanger. 

on the left side of the image is kravitz. he is a dark-skinned, red-eyed man with dark brown dreads pulled back into a bun and embellished with gold adornments. he is wearing a dark gray t-shirt that reads, in large white print: “DEAD INSIDE” and then in smaller print underneath, “(and out)”. under this t-shirt he wears a long-sleeved gray shirt with white skulls on it, and he is also wearing black skinny jeans. he is holding a red shopping basket. 

kravitz and taako are looking at each other and speaking. their conversation goes as follows:

taako: Babe how bout this it fits your aesthetic

kravitz: How does that fit my aesthetic?

taako: Gold? Drama?

kravitz: No.

taako: Damnit.

end id]

[taakitzweek]

[ID: Art of Taako and Kravitz kissing, surrounded by their friends and family, under a bright blue sky. Overlaid is white text reading, “2 Taakitz 2 Week: Sept 30–Oct 6, 2018.”] Header art by @kotaplez.

Announcing 2 Taakitz 2 Week: a celebration of that sweet Taako/Kravitz ship from the podcast The Adventure Zone!

This time around, Taakitz Week will take place September 30 – October 6. We invite story, song, art, cosplay, poetry, fanmix, animatic, meta, and anything else your love for these boys inspires you to create!

To participate, just make some Taakitz-centered content, include @taakitzweek in the body of your post, and tag it #2taakitz2week. You can also send us a link to your post or submit your content directly to this blog! Note that this round, we're prioritizing accessibility; posts won't be queued until they have descriptive captions or transcripts (more on that here).

Our prompts are under the cut!

Each day has three prompts: two themes and a quote to inspire you. All prompts are optional but encouraged!

Day 1: September 30

Balance

Fashion disasters

“That’s going to leave a mark.”

Day 2: October 1

Commitment

Pets & familiars (but not too familiar)

“You’re taking his side?”

Day 3: October 2

Amnesty

Soulmate AU

“You can’t kill me now, I’m busy.”

Day 4: October 3

Dust

Domesticity

“Don’t lie to me. I know when something’s wrong.”

Day 5: October 4

Elementary

Crossover/Genre-swap

“If I’m the voice of reason, you know it’s a bad idea!”

Day 6: October 5 ⇢ Free Day!

Day 7: October 6

Past, Present, Future

Sail away with me

“I have a confession to make.”

[cryke-art]

Slightly misread the prompt as style swap instead of genre swap but pretend this works [ID: A digital drawing of Kravitz and Taako drawn from behind. They have their arms around each other. Taako has long curly blonde hair and Kravitz has flowey dark brown hair. Taako is holding a scythe and wearing Kravitz’ cloak. Kravitz is holding the unbrastaff and wearing a pastel outfit of Taako’s with a purple skirt, pink poncho, and blue shirt. /end desc]

[lesbianmichelmishina]

[Image 1: Kravitz, a dark-skinned half-elf with dreadlocks wearing a black suit, is lying exhausted on a traditional Victorian fainting couch. Taako, a brown-skinned fat elf with pink hair wearing glasses, a large wizard hat, a blue sleeveless top, black shorts and purple-and-green socks, is standing over him unhappy. Taako is saying, “Why are you wearing a full suit in summer?!” Kravitz responds, “...aesthetic?”.]

[Image 2: Kravitz is now wearing a new outfit. He is wearing a dark red shirt, a long lighter red skirt with lace at the edges, black boots, red socks, and a black choker with a red gem on it. He is surprised but happy by his clothes, and is surrounded by sparkles.]

@taakitzweek day 1, fashion disasters. Kravitz is learning the hard way that it suits are not suitable for the Material Plane in summer. Taako has a solution that doesn’t compromise Kravitz’s goth aesthetic. (I headcanon that Kravitz wouldn’t be comfortable in a short skirt because it shows his knees - scandalous!)

[elftwink]

@taakitzweek day one: balance + “that’s going to leave a mark”

title: Heads/Tails rating: teen tags/warnings: post canon (about 35-40 odd years), brief description of violence, definitely inaccurate depiction of poker word count: 3518 summary: 

DEATH SAVING THROWS:

SUCCESSES: X - X - O FAILURES: X - X - O

[read on ao3]

[castcharmperson]

If you can't be honest at the Chug N' Squeeze then frankly, my man, I don't know where you can.

Day 7 of @taakitzweek and happy two year anniversary of the best/worst first date!

[id: kinetic typography video with audio from The Adventure Zone Episode 50 of the end of Taako and Kravitz’s date. The words appear as the characters speak them. Kravitz is written in a dark red script-like font, while Taako is a light purple hand written sans-serif font. end id]

[kravkalackin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Adventure Zone (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kravitz/Taako (The Adventure Zone) Characters: Taako (The Adventure Zone), Kravitz (The Adventure Zone) Additional Tags: Taakitz Week, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Lich Taako, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, well more like Enemies to Oh No He's Cute, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Flirting, Alternate Universe - Character Swap Series: Part 2 of Taakitz Week 2: Electric Boogaloo Summary:

Kravitz had dealt with many liches and other undead abominations in his time, and at the core they were all the same. Even those that turned themselves with good intentions eventually succumbed to darkness. He'd been a reaper for a long, long time, and there had never been an exception to that, not with liches.

And yet he was still here, talking to this lich and finding himself wanting to make a deal. Wanting to make an exception.

There was something about Taako that was different, and he wanted to help.

day three of @taakitzweek i have to say that this is probably my favorite one of the bunch, i’m just real happy with it

[willow-on-the-mount]

Prompt 4 - Domesticity

day 4 of @taakitzweek! does kravitz need to sleep??? who cares as long as he can cuddle his boyfriend

[rosebudryot]

Taakitz Week Day 1: Fashion Disasters

Okay so I finished this in three hours without proofreading At All, so please excuse the mistakes! I’ve also never done something like this and this is pretty much my second ever finished fic so I hope it’s okay! it doesn’t exactly fit the prompt but here’s my submission for @taakitzweek !!! feedback is Always Appreciated!

     Kravitz reached up to smooth down his braids as the rift closed up behind him. He’d just finished up his day in the ethereal plane, and he had previously made plans with Taako to go on a date. They’d gone to the Chug n’ Squeeze before, though he had only recently begun to consider that a first date. He still felt somewhat bad for leaving so suddenly, but Taako had insisted that it was okay, and he believed him.

     Their second date had been at a location of Kravitz’ choice, much to his initial panic. Where did people go on dates, now? He couldn’t exactly replicate their previous date, and it was hard to pick a place that seemed enjoyable to Taako. Dating had still been called courting when Kravitz was still alive, for Queen’s sake, and dates hardly existed at all. You exchanged letters and then you were married, and that was mostly it.

     He approached Taako with his dilemma, and was met with a declaration that “Any place ‘s fine, as long as you show up, homie.” That was nice enough, but it didn’t really help him.

     Eventually, after much, much deliberation, Kravitz decided to bring Taako to see an orchestra. Their first date had been somewhere that revealed a part of Taako’s personality, so it seemed well enough that their second would do the same for Kravitz’.

     They had gone out to a relatively upscale restaurant afterwards, and Taako seemed to be enjoying himself. It was enough for him to agree to a third date, which Kravitz considered a success.

     All of that had led him here, standing in the common room of the reclaimers’ dorm. Most of the lights were shut off, and it seemed to be vacant. He was glad that he hadn’t accidentally transported himself into the same room as Merle or Magnus. Taako hadn’t mentioned anything about telling his coworkers about their relationship, and that was fine by him.

     It was a little worrying, however, that Taako wasn’t anywhere to be found either. He was usually sitting on the couch by now, waiting for Kravitz to arrive. Maybe he was just running a little late getting ready, and was still in his room.

     Another five minutes passed without an appearance, and then another ten. Kravitz quickly checked his pocket watch to confirm that this was indeed the right time and, yes, it seemed to be. Maybe he would just let Taako know that he was here, in case he had lost track of time.

     Taako’s door was shut, but Kravitz could faintly hear noise coming from inside. He knocked softly and waited.

     The door swung open to reveal Taako, looking distinctly not ready.

     “Oh, shit! Sorry, handsome. Forgot we were doing that whole date thing tonight.” His face was covered in some sort of green face mask, and his hair was pulled up in a very messy bun. He was wearing very fuzzy knee-high leopard print socks, and a seemingly just as fuzzy pair of pink shorts. His oversized t-shirt was cut crudely into a crop top and had the words “If you don’t like raw aggression you shouldn’t be working at Fantasy Build-A-Bear” printed in eye-searing pink font. The entire look was disastrous, but it didn’t seem to hinder Taako in the slightest. There was very little he couldn’t pull off, anyway.

     “Oh, um, that’s quite alright. We can reschedule, if you’d like?” Kravitz was admittedly just a tiny bit hurt that Taako had forgotten about their plans, but he knew better than anyone that time was hard to keep track of. It slipped past at alarming speeds when he was working in the astral plane.

     “Nah, don’t even worry about it, dude. You can come hang in here.” He stepped back to let Kravitz in and swept his arm to the side in a showy gesture.

     “That sounds nice. You’re sure that’s okay?” Kravitz hesitated slightly in the doorway before making his way inside.

     “Mi casa, su casa, and all that. I should warn you, though. I got stuck with the baby detective tonight. Dunno if that’s chill with you.”

     “That’s okay,” Kravitz paused for a moment. “Have you told him about us?”

     “What? Aw hells no. Kid’s like, two. He probably doesn’t even know what dating is,” Taako scoffs. “He’ll probably snoop around until he figures it out anyway. It doesn’t matter if I tell him.”

     Someone else spoke before Kravitz could reply. “Sir? Are you talking to someone?” The voice belonged to none other than the world’s greatest detective himself, Angus McDonald.

     Angus was wearing a near-identical face mask, though this one was a deep blue instead of mint green. His typical fancy-boy clothes had been ditched in favor of a much too large t-shirt with “Pan Camp” written across the front. (It was most definitely stolen from Merle.) The green shirt was tied in the front with a purple scrunchie in an effort to keep it from reaching his knees. His long pajama pants were patterned with paw prints. (Taako stole them from Magnus a long time ago, and had cast Reduce on them so they’d fit Angus.)

     Angus noticed Kravitz immediately. “Oh! Hello, sir. I’m Angus McDonald. What’s your name?” He stuck out a small hand for him to shake.

     Kravitz hesitantly shook Angus’s hand. He opened his mouth to introduce himself, but was once again interrupted. This time, by Taako.

     “This is my buddy Krav. He’s gonna come chill with us tonight. You needin’ something, Agnes?”

     Angus remembered his original reason for seeking out Taako quickly enough. “Oh, well, the movie ended, but I realized you had left, so I went to go find you. Then I found you here. I can go put on another movie, if you want me to.”

     “Yeah, go knock yourself out,” Taako waved Angus off, but followed him into the living room anyway. “Just none of that detective shit. We’ve been watching that all night.”

     Angus frowned, but quickly recovered. “What if-”

     “Nope, nuh uh. If you’re gonna start tryna make deals you can go spend the night with Garfield. My room, my rules, boychik.”

     He reluctantly accepted Taako’s terms and turned on a fantasy Disney movie instead.

     “You want a face mask, Ghost Rider? We got a gold one with a bunch of glitter and shit,” Taako turned to rummage through a pile of products on the table. “Whatcha thinking, Django? The gold one?”

     Angus considered it for a moment. “Maybe the blue one? It isn’t as flashy, though the gold would look nice with his skin tone.”

     “Right? That’s what I’ve been sayin’ this whole time!” Taako gave a victorious shout as he finally retrieved a small tube from the clutter. “Here we go!” He turned to Kravitz when something seemed to click in his head.

     “I totally forgot you’re in your fuckin’... three piece get-up. Come on, I’ll find you some clothes. Gettin face goop off of designer shit ain’t fun, lemme tell ya.” Taako set the small tube back down on the table and led the way out of the room.

     His room was less of a mess than Kravitz expected. Granted, it was still littered with various arcane artifacts and strange knick-knacks, but there was obviously a method to his madness. Taako marched up to a dresser shoved in the corner and pulled open one of the drawers.

     After shoving some clothes aside he finally emerged with a large black sweatshirt and long pajama pants. “Here ya go. I don’t really remember where I got these, but they should fit you. Bathroom is down the hall to the left.”

     Kravitz had followed Taako’s instructions and changed his clothes, folding his suit carefully and setting it on the sink countertop. His current outfit was, well, strange. The sweatshirt was comfortable enough, certainly much more so than his previous clothes. It said “I brake for binicorns!” on the front, though that was pretty easy to disregard. The pajama pants were lilac, and felt like fleece.

     He had expected worse, in all honesty. It was more color than he usually wore, but it wasn’t that bad.

     Kravitz exited the bathroom and made his way down the hall. There were hardly any pictures hung up anywhere. Compared to Taako’s bedroom, the rest of his dorm seemed to pale in comparison. The walls were much more plain, here.

     Taako whistled as Kravitz emerged into the living room. “Lookin’ good, Bone Boy! I shoulda got some color on you sooner!”

     Kravitz was grateful in that moment that he would actually need blood for it to be able to rush to his face. He accepted the compliment nevertheless, albeit awkwardly. “Um, thank you. I think.”

     The remainder of the night passed in a blur. Every time a movie would end Taako would put on a new one, trying to get Angus to fall asleep. This was somewhat hindered by the large bowl of chocolate-covered popcorn the little detective kept reaching for. Kravitz could see that Taako worked hard to maintain his offput attitude, even though he genuinely did care for the boy.

     Kravitz decided it was time to make his exit as Taako started to have to fight back his yawns. His ears were drooping slightly, and his words were beginning to slur a little more than usual. He continued to insist he was fine, but his consciousness was clearly fading.

     Kravitz tucked the large blanket shoved in the corner of the couch around Taako and Angus, who had fallen asleep slumped against the elf’s side. With one more fond smile over his shoulder, he manifested his scythe and cut a rift. The quiet hum of the portal filled the room as he stepped through, and he was off.

 Taako woke up several hours later with a cramp in his neck and a smirking boy detective sitting next to him.

   Angus was practically grinning now, and there was a mischievous glint in his eye. “I really liked your boyfriend, sir!”

“Oh, damn it, kid!”

[selkie-elf]

Dust

[ID: Drawing of a dusty bookshelf with a pink crystal, a lit candle, a ring, a red rose and a faded photograph of Taako and Kravitz. They are smiling eyes closed, and Taako is holding a bouquet of flowers.]

[adhdmagnusburnsides]

taako and kravitz on the subject of time

for day 6 of @taakitzweek, free day! aka the only day i could properly commit to rip

word count: 1.6k

summary: Kravitz is immortal. He's so old he's stopped counting his age on his birthday. Time doesn't mean much of anything to him.

Taako is not immortal. He's not even two-hundred yet, and he's still very aware of the passage of time.

Kravitz loses track of time every now and again, and ends up being gone much too long for Taako's comfort. It fucking sucks.

read here on ao3!

[cryke-art]

I had to take a break from @taakitzweek and inktober for 6 days bc family and midterm but I'm back baby!!! This was day 4! Dust (I drew them as cowboy and southern belle from a spaghetti western) [ID: a digital drawing of Taako and Kravitz. Taako is a chubby brown skinned elf with long dark blonde wavy hair who is drawn in a light purple southern belle dress. Kravitz is a dark brown skinned with shoulder length black hair. He is wearing a black dress shirt, red vest, black pants, a bolo tie and a brown cowboy hat. Taako is holding a bright red parasol. /end desc]

[lesbianmichelmishina]

[Image: Taako and Kravitz in a rowboat on the Astral Sea. Kravitz is a dark-skinned half elf with dreadlocks wearing a smart dark outfit. He is rowing. Taako, an elderly brown-skinned elf with hair grey from age, is wearing a purple tunic and black leggings. He is holding a black parasol and smiling. The Astral Sea is calm, and starlight is reflected in it. Behind them, the sky is in perpetual twilight.]

@taakitzweek day 7: “Come sail away with me”, as well as the last part of “Past, Present and Future”.