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fic: The Best Version Possible
HEY I FINISHED MY TAAKO FIC, maybe that means my brain will let me do ... literally anything else?
The Best Version Possible, Kravitz/Taako, Lup & Taako, Lucretia & Taako
Even at the end of the world, I love you is a lot.
The impetus for this was, in no particular order: I love Lup so much, Taako loves Lup so much, gonna yell about that; how does a relationship progress from a kinda-date discussing the fate of an entire town over wine and vase-making to a dramatic declaration of love during a final battle without, like, any in-between parts; are Taako and Lucretia gonna ... be okay?? Anyway I loved the TAZ Balance epilogue and I felt extremely fulfilled and satisfied and then I wrote 11k words of elaboration!
Suggested listening: Umbrella; Everybody Loves Me; (Don't Fear) the Reaper; Hey Brother; Arms Outstretched; Voidfish (Plural).
Blame:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
filia_belialis for gently shoving TAZ at me until I cared about it, listening while I yelled at them about Taako, betaing this mess of feelings; Justin McElroy, just, frankly, how dare he.
The Best Version Possible, Kravitz/Taako, Lup & Taako, Lucretia & Taako
Even at the end of the world, I love you is a lot.
The impetus for this was, in no particular order: I love Lup so much, Taako loves Lup so much, gonna yell about that; how does a relationship progress from a kinda-date discussing the fate of an entire town over wine and vase-making to a dramatic declaration of love during a final battle without, like, any in-between parts; are Taako and Lucretia gonna ... be okay?? Anyway I loved the TAZ Balance epilogue and I felt extremely fulfilled and satisfied and then I wrote 11k words of elaboration!
Suggested listening: Umbrella; Everybody Loves Me; (Don't Fear) the Reaper; Hey Brother; Arms Outstretched; Voidfish (Plural).
Blame:
filia_belialis for gently shoving TAZ at me until I cared about it, listening while I yelled at them about Taako, betaing this mess of feelings; Justin McElroy, just, frankly, how dare he.
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