taako's good out here.

for those that listened to TAZ, woof. this is...gonna be real hard for taako to recover from post-event. he’s gonna be pissed. :”^) my poor baby.

anyway, here’s some points for taako for the event! 

has his super pointy elf ears so he has experienced prejudice for it

grew up alone was an orphan and a street urchin, so he kind of made it on his own ever since

eventually, found out he had a knack for charming people--more like, being incredibly odd, and making clothes so he opened up a boutique with his long time friend, byakuran! (bya sells flowers, taako sells clothes, together their store is called bouquet boutique)

obviously can’t use magic of any sort, so all the skills he maintained are his ba-by

lives with a dog, cat, and lots of plants

HAPPY NEW YEAR! i know, i know, better late than never am i right? anyway, you’ve probably seen this around on my other muses but 3x the charm.

regarding rp stuff: unless stated otherwise, i will most likely be dropping old threads! i know compared to most of my muses, taako’s got a lot, last i checked my tracker, but not a lot of them went anywhere so if it’s all cool, i will put them aside to make space for new ideas + plotter call stuff! (which, of course, i still. need to get to. for ALL my muses. smh.) so yes, thanks for being patient with me and i look forward to future interactions with everyone! :”) 

well with the event over, i’ve decided to start afresh with threads! so, depending on what i got going on in my tracker, i’ll probably drop old threads and restart. i’d also like to focus on ranking up taako so i’d really appreciate doing longer threads! :D 

with that being said, here’s my starter caller! please like this post and i’ll write you a starter. winter and food themed primarily but i’m down for anything! please reply with an emoji if you’d like to plot something, otherwise, i’ll choose. 

Taako heads towards his room, ready to tell Angus his plan, but only to find Angus scribbling away on a piece of paper before the young boy turned to him with a look of hurt and disappointment. He quickly tries to ration out what terrible thing could’ve happened, only to have the young boy rush into him, hugging him tightly. Taako reaches down to hug him and before he could get a word in to ask what was wrong, Angus began.

“I-I’m sorry sir. I don’t know what’s keepin’ you here. This is one mystery I can’t solve!” Angus says shakily. (Taako realizes that, despite being part of the B.O.B., Angus is still a young boy. A young boy who had too much on his shoulders by wild adults.) 

“Hey- hey Ango, it’s alright...! It’s not bad is it? I mean, you’re here so it can’t all be-”

“B-but I can’t help you get home! I thought I would’ve had solved it by now but I haven’t! I know there’s others who want to see you a-and I don’t think I have much time! I might only be here for a little while or my time might be running out!! I-I don’t want to leave you here sir-”  

“Shh, Angus, it’ll be okay,” He tried convincing the other-- or was he trying to convince himself? “Listen, hey. Hey, look at me. Hm? I know it sucks that the others aren’t here. I miss them too. A hell of a lot. But if you’re gonna go back without me...it’ll be okay right? I’m here. I’m alright! I got a couple of friends here too, not that it’s hard with the charm I’ve got. Taako can take care of himself, I’ll be fine!” 

Angus doesn’t seem entirely convinced but with Taako’s comforting voice, he manages to let up a little. Taako lets out a soft sigh before ruffling his hair, an uncharacteristic, soft look written across his features.

“Tell Magnus and Merle...I’m expecting them here eventually. If you’re goin’ soon, don’t miss me too much, okay?”

Angus sniffles but reluctantly nods, pulling away from Taako to get another good look at him. He eventually returns the smile as soft lights envelop the young boy. 

“I’ll send the word sir. Oh...! Happy early Candlenights! I wrote up something for you, so read it the day of, okay?” 

“Promise.”

Angus smiles a big, boyish grin before being taken completely. Taako’s smile lingers but the feeling it in fades with the young boy disappearing. He turned to look at the piece of paper left on his desk and feels his heart full and aching at the same time. 

“Bya…you shouldn’t have.” He remarks after pulling out the sweater from it’s thoughtfully wrapped box. Taako pulls it closer to him, a smile forming as he takes a sip of the hot cocoa. Almost immediately, his eyes light up and he takes another sip before turning to Angus (reminding him to blow on it to cool it down), to have some. 

SIGHT.

small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright bold colors.

HEARING.

crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and a/c units. a phone call to parents. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys. noise canceling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on the table. clicking of pens. Listening to a clock and swearing the ticks are getting slower. ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH.

being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favorite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.

TASTE.

coffee in the morning, afternoon, evening. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking no matter what’s made. Blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cooked yourself that was good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.

SMELL.

morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. Hot cocoa in the middle of winter any season. nail polish. acetone. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. your favorite shampoo/conditioner. the scent of home. perfume. cologne. mint. something burning. wet dogs. copper. metal. un-emptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

There was nothing strange about today than there was any other day here in Spirale. Taako had taken upon himself to spend some time outside of the parts that had taken up to winter’s chilling change. In Archimedes Ward, it was like a Grecian paradise; even though it was chilly, it certainly wasn’t unbearable. Taako almost felt envious of anyone who lived here. He’d probably have to ask for a living arrangement to be made soon.

Amidst his exploring, he came across an all too familiar face overlooking glass trinkets made by local artisans. When Taako went to greet him, however, he was met with polite formality than a cutesy informality. He plays along of course, thinking the other was just teasing to try and get Taako to act out but Byakuran doesn’t let up the act and Taako can’t help but scoff a bit.

The box seemed to mimic his thoughts, popping up and appearing before him, even though he was certain he put it one place. When he picked it up to move it again, it would only reappear in his line of sight. Taako squinted, suspicious of this weird box. Some cursed shit, huh? Oh no, not for this elf! 

He finally gives in and opens it, only to be greeted by a softly lit orb that dwindled until finally, it was just a small empty box. Gee, how anticlimactic-

“Hello sir!”

so regarding the event, i wonder if he’d be punished because i have strong feelings about taako and how black & white morality doesn’t necessarily apply to him? yes, he is good, he has done good things and he’s as multidimensional as any person is, but that’s exactly why i think that even though he’s been through enough, it’s like, is it enough to warrant him a nice gift from a spirit? (twin spirits? he gets it.) 

i’m gonna give myself another day on this before i finalize anything: but IF i decide the punished & cursed route, it would be something very minute like uhhh his taste buds ARE NOT WORKING and for a chef, woo, that is. not a good thing to have. 

IF I’M IN THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT AND GIVE HIM A GOOD THING: obviously i’m either going for the Tres Horny Boys (Magnus & Merle) or i’m going for the only valid and sweet boy who matters: Angus McDonald!