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searchingforserendipity25 · 4 months

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There are some things Davenport knows.

He counts them sometimes, the things he knows.

His name; how to tie his shoes with twelve different knots; how the Madame Director likes her coffee.

The rules of playing Fantasy Chess, and how to cheat at Fantasy Chess too.

How to tell when someone is afraid

How to make his bed, so tight and neat he can drop a coin on it and it jumps, newly polished and gleaming, right back into his hand

How to bandage up to twenty different kinds of injuries

How to make the best sea chowder on the Moon Base, and also on the planet

How to press a uniform so it lasts a week and several explosions with no crinkled corners

How to organise reports with proper colour-coding techniques

Not a great many words, when it comes to that - slippery as fishtails, words, hard to grasp in the mind and impossible to put into his mouth

How to laugh, and how to cry

How to be helpful, if not always in the most efficient way

Some very complicated geometry and arithmetic, though not the word for geometry, nor how to write down an equation to explain how he got his results.His name, the names of his colleagues, where he is, what time of the day it is, what happened yesterday.

His name, his name, even when he doesn't know anything else, his name is Davenport -

Most days, anyway

He cries, sometimes, over bowls of spicy soup and at cute dogs, when someone leaves a book half-open on the table - when he sees groups of people laughing, and when he's alone for a long time. He is rarely alone. The Madame Director finds him, every time. Brings him biscuits and jam, shares puzzles, gives him folders to file.

She tries to teach him new words from brightly coloured books, sometimes. Not often; Davenport hates to make her unhappy, and she looks very sad, whenever he fails. He hates failing - this he knows for certain. But regardless of what he does, the Director is sad a lot of the time. Busy, busy; but she goes very still, late at night, and writes lists in strange languages with shifting characters, and then burns them, with a look on her face like stone, like a closed fist. He sweeps the ashes, afterwards; there's nothing in them he can understand.

No one sees her in those hours. Only Davenport is there, with no one else around. Davenport does not count as company, really. Or at least the Madame Director trusts him enough to let him see her when it's very late and she is very tired, and there is too much work for a night's rest.

It's nice, being trusted. Davenport likes it, likes his little tasks, his schedule and his friends. He knows every corner of the Moon Base, except the ones he is not supposed to enter; he has a little map sewn into his coat pocket, for when he forgets he knows every corner of the Moon Base.

He loves slow music, and sea chowder, and to drink his tea (the Director makes it, sometimes; she knows just how he likes it) while standing behind the transparent windows and watch the planet down below, all green and blue and changeful, like a face with many moods.

He knows he likes these things.

It is only that, sometimes, Davenport is very full of a painful feeling, a feeling like being full of smoldering fire, a feeling like --

Anger has no face, no colour. Davenport does not know a lot of things; sometimes he grasps at the softened edges of his mind, looking for something sharp enough to cut himself with. Davenport is angry, sometimes, though he has no words for it. Sometimes, anger is the only real thing in Davenport's world, the first thing he ever knew.

And then he forgets about it.

There are few things Davenport knows. He can feel the shape of something very important, prodding at him, filling him up with a warm, unpleasant energy. It is there when he wakes, for a handful of moments - every day, in the dreaming place between wakefulness and sleep. Like a dream, it fades before he is done dressing for the day. He has no words for it. The truth is, most days Davenport only knows his name is Davenport, and the worst of it is Davenport forgets there might be anything missing.

#davenport #lucretia #taz #taz balance #fic #my fics #taz fics #taz balance fic

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taakosleftshoe · 2 years

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What are some of your favorite TAZ fanfics?

Balance:

As a preface, a lot of these are Taakitz because I just love the dynamic they have, and AUs are basically my personal hallmark movies

Someone I have loved but never known - @anistarrose - Barry and Lup got married and have rings but they don't match and they got voidfished and it's thb + them and its so so good </3

An echo, an answer - Dooiney_Oie (@lexicals) - modern, ghost Kravitz au. I just finished this one and fuck <\3 it's probably the longest fic I've read but it is. So incredibly good. Oh my god. Like the actual writing is phenomenal and the plot is fun and the characters flow together very well and I really love the extra depth the author goes into and adds on their own story to the characters.

Touche - TheZpart (@the-z-part) high school fencing au need I say more!!

Bury the lead - marywhale (@marywhal) - high school newspaper au <3 (there is still magic)

Heartstrings - Weevilo707 (@kravkalackin) - Angus is Barry and Lup's kid au. An all time fave

Long Time Listener, First Time Caller - Weevilo707 - Kravitz is a radio show host and taako routinely prank calls the station. it's so funny

The worst candlenights ever - Weevilo707 - modern au, Lup and Taako want to go to their family candlenights and fuck shit up over the course of a few days and take Kravitz on as Taakos fake date

A Need to know basis - Weevilo707 - modern au, the seven birds go on a roadtrip and Taako may be sneaking a stowaway on the trip

Hot single dads in your area - Weevilo707 - taako tutors angus, who is kravitz's kid. it is fun and sweet

(When I think about you) flowers grow out of my grave - @phantomsteed - flower shop Taako and mortician Kravitz. It's so sweet. also I found the song separately from the fic and went wait that's on my tbr and immediately went to read it

Phantasmal and Resplendent - shipsorsanity (@Ships-or-Sanity) - Lup breaks out of the umbrastaff early when Kravitz is investigating it.

Ethersea:

I haven't really read many fics of Ethersea to be honest, but I've been meaning to! Here are a few short ones that I have:

You Could Love Me (If I Knew How To Lie) - Fiendishfools - After the events of the Cambria arc, Kodira meets with Amber

Blue like the sky, not like the ocean - @celestialseasquid - Amber misses the surface.

Weathering The Storm - YigaClan - Amber and Kodira talk about the decisions they made in the past, and Amber relives it.

No time to choose - bloggingbun @cherubuni - Amber surprises Kodira and makes her stop overworking, taking her to the cloaca

Why Does It Feel So Lonely (When You Are Around)? - Fiendishfools - Amber's birthday back on the shore

#sierra speaks #taz #taakitz #oksamber #bubbanana #the adventure zone balance #the adventure zone ethersea #taz fics #also holy heck this has been sitting in my drafts/inbox for months!!#took me a while to get around to collecting and linking them all

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inlovewithquestionablecharacters · 5 months

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Sanji X Reader: Forbidden fruit

Summary: You and Sanji decide to indulge in a mystery fruit not knowing of its effects on the human body.

Warnings: sex pollen, cowgirl, oral (f receiving), creampie, mutual masturbation, fingering, handjob, smut, penetration (p in v), fluff, dirty talk, pet names, nipple play, unprotected sex.

Word count: 2,5K

There was something wrong with your cook. It was the first thing you noticed when you walked into the kitchen at dinner. Sanji was leaning against the counter, his body hunched in a manner that allowed pressure to be applied to his stomach. You were about to ask him about it when Luffy barged into the room causing Sanji's head to snap up. For a split second you noticed the discomfort in his face but it was quickly replaced with a pleased smile as Luffy began complementing the blonde on his meal.

You moved to your usual seat next to Nami before beginning to eat. Once everyone was sitting, Sanji took his usual spot at the table which happened to be next to you. You ate in silence, listening to the others talk while keeping an eye on Sanji. He was unusually quiet, he hadn't even backtalked Zoro after he complained about his meat being slightly overcooked. You nudged Sanji's leg with your foot making him flinch in his seat before turning to look at you. His eyes found yours in desperation. You noticed his pupils were strangely large.

"You okay Sanji?"

You placed your hand on his making him let out a groan at the contact and causing you to distance your hand from his skin. Even without touching him properly you could tell he was warm, far warmer than normal. Sanji whispered your name, his voice so raw you almost didn’t recognize it.

“What is it? What's wrong with you?”

You could hear the unsteady breathing of the blonde as he tried to answer your question. It took him a little while but he finally managed to get a phrase out.

“It’s the juice.”

“What?”

“You know, THE juice.”

You furrow your eyebrows. Had Sanji finally lost it? Was the time at sea finally getting to him? Was he… Wait a minute. Your eyes widened as you understood what he was talking about. On the last adventure you and Sanji had gone scouring for food on the island and found an unusual looking fruit. It wasn’t a demon fruit but it didn’t look like anything you’d seen before and like the curious people you were you decided to take it with you. Sanji had contemplated what to do with the fruit for a while, deciding it would be best used to make a beverage. Unfortunately the one fruit only made enough for two people. You and Sanji hadn't told the others about what you’d found so you didn’t think it would do any harm if you two drank the juice yourselfs. You’d been the one who found the fruit after all.

Sanji was regretting the decision at the moment. His skin felt like it was on fire and there was this invisible itch he couldn’t seem to scratch. It had started a couple of minutes after he’d finished cooking dinner. He hadn't thought much of it but then the feeling got more intense which caused him to panic. He’d been trying to figure out how to deal with his issue when you’d walked in the second his eyes caught onto your frame the feeling doubled. It was only then that he realized what was happening.

Sanji was horny. Incredibly horny.

In all the years he’d been alive he’d never felt desperate for sex. He didn’t even think it was physically possible to feel this turned on which could only mean one thing. The fruit which the two of you had found was some sort of aphrodisiac. And you’d put it in your body willingly. Sanji's eyes stared at you, his palms covering the hard on he was currently trying to deal with in silence. He could tell from your confused expression that you still hadn’t understood what he meant. Sanji took a deep breath in, trying to steady his breathing and uncloud his thoughts enough to explain what was going on.

He looked up at you, his eyes fidgeting from your neck to your lips before landing on your eyes. It was then that he saw it. He watched your pupils grow, your lips opening to let out a small gasp as your hand grabbed onto the bench beneath you. Sanji could tell just by looking at you that the fruit's effects had started to get to you. Your hand found its way to his thigh, nails digging into his pants suit. A moan threatened to spill out of Sanjis mouth at the contact but he held it in, managing to cover it with a cough. The cook knew that in a couple of seconds the small itch that had found its way into your body would become unbearable.

There was no way the two of you would be able to be next to each other without ripping your clothes off. Not that he minded but he’d like to have the image of your nude body to himself. He was selfish that way. So with the intention to not let things escalate to the point where you’d both embarrass yourselves Sanji got up from his seat, making sure to keep his body in a position that hid his hard on. You looked up at him with desperate eyes thinking for a moment that he was going to leave you alone to deal with this feeling but then he placed his hand out, grabbing your forearm and lifting you up. He pushed your body in front of him, his clothed cock nudging against your ass from a brief moment. You both let out a whimper at the feeling, your senses being far more sensitive than normal. The rest of the crew raised their heads to look at the two of you, their eyes silently asking what was going on.

“I don’t feel so well.”

“Yeah-uh-so i'm gonna get her to bed.”

The two of you raced out of the kitchen before anyone could say anything. Sanji ran in front of you, his hand clasped in yours as he dragged you to the boys dormitory. You’d barely made it to his room before he started unbuttoning his shirt. You tugged at your pants a satisfied sound leaving your lips once you managed to shove your hand down your underwear, fingers moving to play with your folds. Sanji's head snapped in your direction at the sound of your moans, his eyes widening as he watched you touch yourself.

“Ah shit.”

You glanced up at the sound of Sanji's voice, eyes falling on his bare chest. You leaned your head back against the door rubbing your clit in desperation. You could hear the sound of Sanji fisting his cock across the room. It made you realize how far the two of you were. For some reason you craved the feeling of Sanji's skin on yours. You opened your eyes observing Sanji's concentrated expression for a moment before calling out his name. The blonde glanced at you, the hand around his dick slowing down slightly at the sound of you calling his name. Sanji took in the way you looked, shirt clinging to your body, hands shoved inside your underwear, eyes full of lust. You looked gorgeous. Positively gorgeous. Sanji could cum at the sight of you. In fact he almost did but somehow he managed to keep his composure.

“Sanji….”

“Yeah?”

“Come closer. Too far away. I-ah uh-need to feel you.”

‘Fuck-ugh- okay.”

Sanji made his way to you, his eyes locked into the way your chest heaved as you breathed. Once he’d gotten close enough you’d tugged his hand and shoved it into your underwear, your own hand replacing his as you wrapped it around his cock. The feeling of your hand on his cock had Sanji leaning against the door behind you, his free hand finding its way onto the wood surface as he tried to keep his balance. You threw your head back with a moan as the blonde inserted two digits into your pussy, his long fingers rubbing against your walls.

“Shit you’re wet!”

He’d said it more to himself than he had to you, his mind not computing that he currently had his fingers shoved inside you as you jerked him off. He’d had dreams like this before but he never thought he would get to experience this in real life. You placed your free hand on the back of Sanji's head, fingers tugging at his hair, forcing him to let out a growl before looking at you.

“Please.”

“What?”

“Kiss me Sanji please kiss me.”

Sanji's lips found you in a smearing kiss. It was all teeth and tongue but neither of you seemed to care all that much. You broke the kiss, your lips finding Sanji's neck. You sucked at his pale skin loving the sounds you managed to get out of him.

“Princess i’m gonna-fuck- cum.”

“Cum for me baby go ahead.”

With a groan Sanji spilled his load, his juices coating your hand as you helped him through his high. As soon as Sanji had recovered from his orgasm he dropped to his knees before you, his hands tugging your underwear down in one quick motion. The cook dove into your pussy without a second thought, his tongue working along with his fingers to bring you to heaven. It didn’t take long before you were spasming against Sanji's face, his name leaving your lips with a loud moan.

You sank down against the door joining Sanji on the floor. His hands wrapped around your body as he threw himself back so that he was lying down on the ground. You let Sanji drag you onto his body, your face finding its way to his neck as you sink into him. The two of you stayed on the floor for a little while. Neither of you said anything but you were both wondering the same thing. Had the effect of the fruit finally worn off? You’d almost convinced yourself that you were cured but then you started to feel an unusual amount of wetness in between your thighs. You shifted against Sanji's body, trying to lift yourself off him. As you moved your cunt nudged against Sanji's cock which, not to your surprise, was already hard again. You placed your palms against Sanji's chest, lifting your upper body so that you could look directly into his eyes. Like you had expected his pupils were still super dilated.

“I think it’s not gone.”

“Yeah it sure doesn't feel like it.”

“Right.”

You closed your eyes bracing yourself before speaking. You didn’t want to sound incredibly desperate because you didn’t want Sanji to think you were easy but given your situation you didn’t think he’d care. It’s not like you’d never thought about him late at night. It’s not like you didn’t like to watch him cook because it meant seeing his hands at work. But to admit it out loud was something completely different. You knew that from the moment the words left your mouth things between the two of you would never be the same. Oh well, you’d have to deal with the consequences later. Right now you wanted the feeling of emptiness to be gone and Sanji could give that to you.

“You need to fuck me.”

Sanji's eyes widened at your bluntness. It’s not that he wasn’t thinking the same thing, it was the fact that you’d had the guts to ask exactly for what he’d been too scared to suggest.

“What? You don’t want to?”

“No! No, of course I want to. It’s just….”

“Well, spit it out Sanji.”

“I thought it would be a bit different.”

“What would?”

“Our first time together.”

It was your turn to be speechless. He’d thought about this? Not only had he thought about fucking you he’d imagened it going a specific way. If any other man had said that to you you’d have cut his tongue out. But this is Sanji we're talking about. Your sweet Sanji who brought you tea when you felt bad and ordered the ingredients to make your favorite dishes even if it meant paying a bit more. You gave Sanji a smile,leaning down to give him a peck on the lips. Sanji's hand cupped your cheek, caressing it with his thumb as he smiled up at you.

“I’ll tell you what. Next time you can show me exactly how you imagined our first time but right now I'm gonna ride you until i cum, okay?”

“Whatever you want princess.”

“Good boy. Now take off your pants for me.”

You lifted your hips allowing Sanji to shimmy himself out of his pants and boxers. You reached down, grabbing the hem of your shift and pulling it off. Sanji's eyes trailed over your fully nude form, his hands massaging your hips as he admired you. You let him caress you, your own hand wrapping around his dick and lining it up with your entrance. Without warning you sank down onto Sanji causing the blonde to sink his nails into your skin. You let out a satisfied moan, hands wrapping around the cooks thighs as you begun fucking yourself on his cock. Sanji lifted his body so that he could latch his mouth on one of your boobs. His tongue moved against your nipple as his hand massaged your other breast. Both of you had been so horny that in a short amount of time you’d both begun to moan more and more, each one getting closer and closer to reaching your high. You came first, your body launching forward as your orgasm got to you. Sanji kept fucking up into you his seed spilling into you after a couple of harsh thrusts.

You climbed off of Sanji whimpering as his cock slid against your sensitive walls. You laid down next to the blonde, your eyes staring at the ceiling. You heard the sound of Sanji's pants dragging against the floor. Sanji shoved his hand into the pant pocket, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. He flicked the lighter on lighting the cigar before taking a drag. You watched him breath out smoke before turning over to give you the cigar. You took it from him, taking a drag and letting it out through your nose.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good. Normal. You?”

“Yeah same.”

“Note to self, don’t eat fruit you don’t know anything about.”

“You would have thought we would have already learned that, because of Luffy and all.”

“Yeah figures.”

“It wasn't all bad though.”

“No it wasn’t.”

“Might have to find another exotic fruit to share with you.”

You turned to look at Sanji, noticing the slight fear in his eyes.

“Just so you know. You don’t need to feed me any fruit to fuck me. You can just ask.”

Sanji let out a shocked laugh making you laugh too.

“I mean it.”

“Noted.”

You smiled at Sanji, moving so that you were closer to him. Sanji angled his head down so that he could kiss you. You got the message deciding to meet him halfway. Despite not being under the effects of an aphrodisiac the feeling of Sanji's lips against yours sent a twinge down your spine and you could tell he felt the same way.

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jerreeeeeee · 11 days

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Balance fic recs

some of my favorite balance fics. various ages, popularities, and lengths. i’ve been wanting to do a rec list for a while!

caramel by nevereverever

The first time Taako is left alone, it isn't pretty. But their lives are stuck in a loop and people come back and die again and again and he wonders if there will ever be a time when he doesn't have to fear being left alone.

2.7k, Taako & Lup Lup dies one cycle and then, years later, she dies again. But she always comes back. Hurt/comfort of the best kind.

Warmth by noxic

"It was a well-known fact among the residents of the Starblaster that Lup, Barry, and Taako slept in the same bed more often than not. It was one of those things that they just did without really talking about it."

2.1k, Barry & Lup & Taako The BLT fic of all time. Quality platonic adult sleepovers.

Taako the Matchmaker by @fantasysamsclub

In which Taako tries to set up his sister. Events take place during Stolen Century.

11.1k, Blupjeans & Taako Taako tries to set up blupjeans. Miscommunication ensues. Very sweet and funny.

red fishing line by @anistarrose

A routine performance of Sizzle it Up goes nightmarishly wrong, and at Lup’s bedside, Taako feels helpless. And when a red-robed guest appears before him, Taako doesn’t know how or what to feel at all.

3k, Barry & Lup & Taako Also the BLT fic of all time. Excellent subtle Taako characterization, and my favorite depiction of the familiarity-but-not of being voidfished. Warning for major character death.

Sunny-Side Up by @barry-j-blupjeans

And the world? The world loved Taako. For once in his gods-damned life, people loved him. They didn’t care about all the flaws, they didn’t care where he came from or who he was before. They loved his food and they loved him. No one would ever quite be at Taako’s level and that was something he thrived on. There would never be anyone who could measure up. Taako deserved this happiness. He worked for it. He wasted his fucking life away for it.

5.7k, Taako A wonderful character study, revolving around the role food plays in Taako's life. Fairly minor but impactful characters like Sazed and Taako's aunt are utilized in a very meaningful way. So well-written and warm. Warning for brief suicidal ideation.

On the Deck of the Starblaster by @papergardener

“What the… what are you all doing? We have work to do!” It’s a justified reaction, Lucretia thinks, to finding your entire crew literally lazing about on deck not an hour into this new cycle. “This one's on me,” Taako says. “It’s a new trend I like to call: taking a fucking break.” Cycle Nintey-Five. Everyone’s maybe not doing so good and could use a little warmth.

6.5k, Lucretia & Taako Near the end of the century, Lucretia is feeling rough. Taako pulls her out of her funk and initiates a much needed rest. Fantastic characterization, of Lucretia as a whole, and the loyal, warm side of Taako. Warning for mentions of a suicide attempt and suicidal ideation.

leaving, as an injustice by @anistarrose

When Mavis is eight, she starts finding her Dad asleep on the couch in the morning. Sometimes, he’s even all the way out on their tiny patio, with his head slumped onto a pillow atop the chess table, and bags beneath his eyes. In one of their following games, he tells her about tactical retreats.

4.7k, Mavis & Merle A study of Mavis and her relationship to Merle. Incredibly insightful into criminally underrated characters. Excellent Merle characterization.

Permission by vaguenotion

She’d been doing this on and off for the last hour, as if daring the men to catch up to them. Daring them to fight her. Every time seemed like a final stand. Here is where I will meet them, her shoulders said, hiked up around her ears. Here is where I’ll make them pay for what they’ve done. But then Taako would grab her hand, and she would turn and see the bruising on his throat, the blood drying on his brow, the tear in his shirt. And she would grip his hand in hers and together they would keep running.

12.6k, Taako & Lup My favorite depiction of the twins as children, both in character and realistic. Beautifully atmospheric, with so many small details that make the setting feel so real. Warning for assault and harm to children.

Come Hell or High Water by @nillial

“Taako,” Hurley asks, “where’s your magic umbrella?” Taako looks behind him. He had tossed the Umbrastaff in the path of a neighboring vehicle, which was beginning to catch up to them. He sees them now, far in the distance, and he sees his Umbrastaff, too, lying dangerously close to its wheels. As if on cue, he watches the tires crush it to pieces. “Whoops,” he says. - Lup is trapped. And then she isn’t. --- In which Taako breaks his umbrella during the Petals to the Metal race, unknowingly freeing Lup, who is almost immediately captured by Kravitz. After becoming a member of the Raven Queen's retinue with Kravitz as her trainer, she has two missions: 1) find her family, and 2) ruin Kravitz's afterlife. A story about enemies becoming friends and lost families finding their way back to one another.

197k (currently), Lup & Kravitz Incredible characterization. I love the way Lup is written. Hilarious shenanigans, sweet friendship-building, and terribly sad sometimes, because it dives deep into the reality of Lup existing in a world that's forgotten her.

Very cold water on a very hot day by @keplercryptids

Sometimes a family is a nerd who can't swim and the crunchy-haired watersport inventor who teaches him how. Surfer lingo required.

3.1k, Barry & Taako Deep dive into the beach year. Excellently in character, well-written dialogue, and a beautiful depiction of their growing friendship.

Children of Atlas by @papergardener

They’ve survived the apocalypse and now as far as they know, they’re the only ones left. Perhaps it was inevitable that they’d consider… repopulation. Lucretia writes up a weekly schedule to try and address that. Absolutely no one is happy with this.

76k (currently), IPRE crew The premise for this one is incredibly offputting, but I'm so glad I gave it a chance. The characterization and quality of writing is absolutely wonderful. I also love the attention to detail of the realistic difficulty of just surviving. Fantastically atmospheric, this fic dives deep into the uncertainty and fear of the first cycle, when the crew are all strangers, and the love that turns them into a family. Warning for extensive discussion of sexual assault.

Emissary Davenport by DragonWrites

A series of stories where Captain Davenport is secretly an emissary of Garl Glittergold, Gnomish god of pranks. And when you're a serious-minded captain on a mission to save all of reality, having a cheerful trickster god as your unexpected patron can get a little strange...

300k, Davenport A series of four works set in an AU where Davenport is an emissary to the leader of the gnomish pantheon. My absolute favorite depiction of Davenport, ever. The first three works are explorations of Davenport as a character and the relationships between people and gods in a DnD world. The last, Lost Gods, is the best fanfiction I've ever read. I can't express how good it is. The attention to detail among myriad plot threads, the building of themes, the characterization across just about every single character in Balance, all come together to create 223k words of a genuine masterpiece.

#apparently theres some kind of comment thing going on and people were making fic rec lists so i wanted to throw my hat in the ring #bc a few of these are very underrated #yes theyre all gen. i don't care for shipping. sorry #mine #taz #taz balance #the adventure zone #taz: b #taz fanfic #taz balance fic #fic rec

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fanaticsnail · 6 months

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Fic Inspo: Sanji's Remedial Massage

(intense rehabilitation massage after training: source, Instagram & tiktok)

The way my ex-athlete heart hurts for the current ouch he's going through, but super happy on the freedom he gets afterwards from the relief.

#taz skylar #sanji opla #one piece #opla #x reader #opla fic #one piece live action #sanji #sanji x reader #black leg sanji #one piece sanji #sanji fic

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anistarrose · 2 months

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growing increasingly invested in the dynamic of the classic Bureau of Balance crew (Carey & Killian, Johann, Avi, Robbie Pringles, etc) all being buddies, except periodically one of them at a time will get possessed by a powerful lich who is trying very hard to pretend he's just a normal member of the Bureau like everyone else, nothing to see here.

I think Barry knows all their names, favorite foods, and interpersonal drama. after the Story & Song the Bureau crew obviously all know a weird amount about the Seven Birds' personal lives, but are shocked to discover that it goes both ways, and Barry knows just as much about them. and they just think... yeah, this might as well happen. this friendgroup was already so goddamn weird. add that lich to the group chat

#not to spoil the fic i'm writing TOO much but. i care them #taz #taz balance #taz balance spoilers #barry bluejeans #and see i need a tag for the collective bureau squad beyond just sweet flips!#bureau crew

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barry-j-blupjeans · 5 months

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TAZ 2023 Fic Recs

It is that time of year again! Unfortunately, I don't have as many as last year, mainly because work and Life have been a lot this year. But I am very, very glad to share the fics I have loved this year and I'm looking forward to any other recs!

A Candlenights Barold by @sgrumby - or honestly, all three of the Reaper Squad Candlenights fics! Based off that one liveshow where Merle became Santa Clause. Now it is the job of Barry, Lup, and Kravitz to deliver presents to children every Candlenights! This one is based off A Christmas Carol and is not only hilarious but also super in character.

The Best Version Possible by @thedaisiestdaisy - Taako's experience with past romances, his current one with Kravitz, as well as the aftermath of Story and Song. This is a beautiful, meaningful fic that hits me in the feels every time I read it. It's such a deep, refreshing dive into Taako's character.

a monster might begin to worry by @anistarrose - In short, a Barry-kills-Governer-Kalen AU. In long: Such a good fucking fic. Rose's character voices are top notch and she's so incredibly good at playing with emotions and building up scenes. It's a god-tier Magnus fic, with some fun Magnus-Kravitz interactions and some wonderful hurt/comfort.

Also by Rose and very worth reading:

fill up your lungs, feel better - Barry spies on the BOBs corporate excursion and realizes his family still cares, even if they don't truly know him.

to eat from a poisoned plate - Barry leaves notes in Taako's cookbook.

somewhere over the rainbow (bluebirds fly) - Maureen and Lucretia fall in love. Then, Maureen and Lucretia fall out of love.

midlife crises, laboratory niceties - Barry bulldozes his way into being on the Starblaster crew. Davenport is very concerned <3

colors of space and time - Taako and Lup's relationship with their hair.

Rode Hard And Put Away Wet by @holdmecloser-gandydancer - Band AU!! My beloved!! Lup, Johann, and Kravitz are in a band and it gets. Tough. To put it lightly. Whenever Lup discovers Kravitz and Taako are hooking up. This is a WONDERFUL and super funny fic, that also has it's moments of deep reflections and a lil angst! Plus, Blupjeans! We love that!

Astrology for Horse Jugglers by @noodyl-blasstal - Kravitz and Taako meet at a wedding. This goes badly for everyone except them. This fic is pure chaos and I adore it so, so much.

We Got Boned! - Another one by Noodyl! Barry and Lup write a book for payback, kinda. This one is such a fun, weird turn of events. I cannot describe my love for it.

Revenge Plus One by @ceilingfan5 - Kravitz is invited by his ex (Edward) to go on a cruise. A cruise that will host Edward's wedding. And, to add insult to injury, Edward (rightly) assumes that Kravitz will have no one to bring along. So Kravitz does the responsible adult thing: Invite the gorgeous man who sells bagels in the work cafeteria (Taako) on the cruise with him. There is fake dating! There is tension! There is romance! I love this fic so much, I want to eat it.

a lesson in boy math - Also by Larissa! Speed-dating, Taakitz style. Both Taako and Kravitz are the best shade of weird in this <3

fashion statement by @journalofimprobablethings - Taako takes Lup's robe when he finds her and the umbrella. Lucretia deals with that. This fic? Destroyed me. And I loved it. It's pretty full of angst but the good kind, y'know?? I'm in love.

That's all I got this year!! I hope you all enjoy these fics as much as I did! They're all incredible and I love seeing all the different ideas and takes everyone has :O

#taz #taz balance #the adventure zone #fic recs #i am speaking

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junotter · 3 months

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and then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like I love you

#taagnus #YEAH IM BACK IN THE FUCKING BUILDING AGAIN #taako adventurezone #taako x magnus #magnus burnsides #taz balance #the adventure zone balance #taz fanart #heyyyyyy taagnus crew how we doing? still alive?#GODDDDD #i got bored of all the fandoms i was reading fics for and decided to stop by taagnus and man mannnnn #anyway if anyone gets on me about changes to my taako design ill take out this whole building #i like to change stuff up but overall basically my general vision for his character remains intact #its funny drawing them soft and stuff cause then the actual show is just dingdong jokes #my art

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entguarde · 4 months

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hii your art is so cute!! what about a merle in "youth" for the color pallete challenge

AAA tysm!!! I love your art too :]

fun fact! the conch’s based directly off this one that my mom gave to my a couple years back! beach-gifting habits die hard after you remember them

[id: A digital illustration of Merle Highchurch in a palette of oranges, yellow and blues.

He is a fat dwarven man with long wavy hair in a braid and an equally wavy beard. He is wearing an eyepatch, a tank top and his prosthetic arm which resembles driftwood. He also has a fang sticking out.

He’s sitting at a table, furrowing his eyebrows in concentration as he paints a conch shell. He has three tubs with him: a paint container, a plant pot, and a bucket with shells. There are several vines hanging from the ceiling in his room. End description]

#ent’s art #taz balance #the adventure zone #the adventure zone balance #merle highchurch #taz merle #taz balance spoilers #THERES THIS FIC I N E E D TO WRITE LIKE RIGHT FUCKIN NOW AND THIS IS PROLLY GONNA BE A SCENE AT THE END #edit: I FORGOT THE WHISKERS

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knightforflowers · 10 days

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are you happier this way?

doodle from a while ago inspired by the Ethersea fic lurelights on ao3! Not a day goes by where I don’t think about it

#the adventure zone #the adventure zone ethersea #taz #taz ethersea #ethersea #devo la main #listening to my Devo playlist today and feeling Normal #top ten fics that altered my brain chemistry #the coriolis found familyisms in it make me feel insane /extremely pos #romeo’s flowers #id in alt text

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pandorem · 18 days

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The reason why I think a crossover fic between The Adventure Zone: Balance and The Lord of The Rings would be so funny is because Taako and Merle literally reverse the common stereotypes that Elves and Dwarves have about each other in universe (especially in fandom and fic). Taako is the one who likes the shiny rocks and gems and will strive for them. It comes from his past in poverty but it’s there.

And Merle fucks plants.

#taz balance #taako taaco #merle highchurch #lotr #crossover #I’m sorry I’m so sorry about this #but it’s true!#someone would call an elf a tree fucker as sometimes happens in fic and Merle would perk up

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therealslimsanji · 7 months

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Ok, my darlings! As promised.

One Taz/Reader sexy time fic at your service!

Please be aware, I'm no writer. Plus, I've got a house full of noise and chaos, and I work from home, so this will probably have a ton of grammar and spelling mistakes. C'est la vie, mon ami.

So without further ado, I bring to you:

Taz/Reader

Rated: Explicit for language and oral sex (m receiving).

(Also rating E for "eh" at the quality of work here.)

But anyway, I hope you all will enjoy it a little bit!

**UPDATE, I EDITED THE STORY A BIT AFTER POSTING SO IT MIGHT READ DIFFERENTLY THIS TIME**

Taz Skylar/Reader

The night had come and the kitchen was finally quiet now. A few of Taz's cast mates from One Piece had dropped by yalls apartment to celebrate the show's season two renewal. Nothing too major. Mostly it was just another excuse for your boyfriend Taz to show off his excellent culinary skills.

That thought made you smile as you finished towel drying the last dish and placing it in the dish rack. A gentle wave of warmth spread through you. It always did whenever you thought about Taz cooking for you or his friends. He was such an affectionate man and one of the ways he's come to show his love is through his kitchen creations.

"Quickest way to a person's heart is through their stomach, darling," he'd said once while effortlessly chopping up a wide variety of vegetables for some fancy stew.

On cue, almost as if he could sense you were thinking about him, Taz appeared behind you, wrapping his slim toned arms around your waist. His chin came to rest on your shoulder.

Your eyes fell closed as you leaned back into his touch. His arms pulling you impossibly closer to him.

"Did you have fun today?" You asked as the two of you began to sway slightly. Your arms coming to rest atop his around your waist.

He chuckled lowly, "I always have fun when I'm with you and my friends. I love you all. Very much. You the most, obviously." At that he chuckled some more, burying his face into your neck and kissing the skin there.

"We love you too, babe. I can't even begin to tell you how proud I am of you and everything you've accomplished in the last year alone," you spun around to face him, sliding your hands up and down his biceps, "if anyone deserves to be celebrated right now it's you, my love."

Taz blushed at your words, eyes dipping down a bit in a bashful manner. That was something else about Taz you've come to love, how he shy he gets whenever he gets complimented. It was adorable and you took that moment to lean up and kiss him.

Your arms came up to wrap around his neck as his hands moved to the small of your back. Eyes closed, the two of you kissed slowly and deeply. You moaned a bit as you felt him grind subconsciously against you. Smiling into the kiss, you bit gently at his bottom lip and pulled away slowly. There was a glint in your eye that made Taz shiver in your hold.

"C'mere," you whispered, taking both his hands in yours and guiding him towards the counter of the kitchen island. You spun him around, his lower back pressing against the edge of the counter as you attacked his mouth once more in a much needier kiss.

You felt his hands try to grasp at the buttons of your shirt but you quickly put a stop to that, grabbing them and pinning them down on the counter's edge.

"Mm-mm," you hummed against his mouth before pulling back to say, "this is about you tonight. Leave your hands on this counter and don't move them until I say."

Taz looked as though all the wind had been punched out of him, his face flushed as all the blood rushed south quickly. You could easily fell the hardness of his arousal pressing against your own crotch.

It made your mouth water.

Leaning forward to lick the shell of his left ear, you whispered, "I think I'm still hungry.."

You could hear him swallow audibly.

"Y/N...you..."

Before he could finish his thought, you sunk to your knees, maintaining eye contact with him the entire way down. His gorgeous ocean eyes were blown near completely black, his chest beginning to rise and fall a bit rapidly. His lips were still a little moist from kissing, and God dammit if he wasn't the most beautiful man you'd ever had the pleasure of, well, pleasuring.

Oh yeah. You were gonna take your time with this. Savor every second. Watch every micro-expression cross that stunning face of his. Slowly you undid the button and zipper of his dark jeans, pushing the material down a bit along with his black boxer briefs-- this man and his love for the color black. It was understandable though. He looked fucking amazing in it.

But then, he'd look fucking amazing in a burlap sack.

Taking out his cock, you let the warmth of your breath to ghost over the tip as you pulled the foreskin back. You watched as Taz's head fell back and felt the full body shiver run through him.

"Taz," his head snapped back down at the sound of his name, "look at me. Don't look anywhere else but me."

"Christ, Y/N..." He grit out. His slender hips bucked slightly, searching out more friction. Your hand was still wrapped just this side of too loose around his cock. You knew it was driving him crazy.

With a smirk, you stuck your tongue out and lapped at the precum gathering at the tip, shiny and salty and tasting uniquely of Taz. It was definitely a taste you could get addicted to.

Your right hand stroked his base as your full lips closed around the tip entirely. Your tongue pressed along the slit, rubbing against the spongy head as you sucked lightly.

Above you the blond moaned, tongue coming out to lick at his bottom lip before his teeth bit down in it. His knuckles were white where they held their death grip on the counter's edge.

You kept your eyes locked as you swallowed more of him down with each bob of your head. Both of your hands griping at each of his denim clad thighs. A few more bobs and you had him swallowed down nearly to the hilt, the dark curls around the base tickling at your nose.

A small whimper left his throat, he was trying so hard not to thrust up into your mouth. You smiled around your mouthful, admiring his attempt at control for the sake of your comfort. But you meant what you said.

Tonight was about Taz.

You pulled off still staring up at him, lips plump and wet, "you can fuck my mouth, baby."

"Oh fuck..." He groaned. "Can I..?" He lifted a hand off the counter in a silent request for your permission.

"Use me," your voice was a bit deeper now.

His hand threaded through your soft hair as he grasped a handful, not too tight. Just enough to know you were gonna be hoarse as fuck after all was said and done.

Wasting no more time, you swallowed him back down as far as you could handle. The hand in your hair moved to cup at the crown of your head, keeping you in place as your throat muscles worked around him.

"Oh my God, Y/N. Oh shit..." his blue eyes were struggling to keep focus on you. He was beginning to pant hard, hips moving more and more, almost desperate.

You pulled back a bit, stroking him quickly as you took a moment to catch your breath.

"That feel good?" You asked with a mock innocence, mouth going right back to sucking him down.

"Fuck yes. Feels incredible. 'M not gonna last..."

But you knew that already from the way his hips were starting to stutter in their thrusts. You're no amateur. You've gone down on him enough times to be able to read his body like an open book.

His moans and whimpers as he inched closer to climax were a melody you knew by heart. He was so close now.

"Oh God..Oh f-fuck, Y/N fuck.." this was the part where you swallowed him deep. Sucking as best you could while your throat muscles worked around him and his hips ground against your face. Your left hand came up to massage at his tightening balls while your right hand sought out the hand he had in your hair. He released his grip on your head so that your fingers could lace together.

There was something so intimate about grasping his hand as his orgasm approached. It made your heart swell. It was also established by now as your way of giving him consent to continue chasing his climax since your mouth was usually too busy to actually tell him in the heat of the moment. A silent assurance that you were in it until the end.

"I'm gonna cum. Y/N I'm gonna-fuuuck..."

One more clumsy thrust of his hips, and you felt your mouth fill with his warm release. You swallowed as much as you could, trying to keep up with how much was shooting out. You continued to suck him through it all, only popping off when the hand still grasping the counter weakly pushed your head off.

He was panting and beginning to slump down against the bottom cabinets beneath the marbled counter. You could feel his thighs trembling as you tucked him back into his underwear and pants. He was struggling slightly to remain upright and standing. But he was also smiling bright and sweet. Skin almost glowing from the thin sheen of sweat gracing his forehead.

Good God he was beautiful in his post-orgasm bliss.

"Oh my God, Y/N, that was..."

You rose up to your feet and nuzzled your nose against his, feeling cocky and euphoric and aroused as FUCK.

"Amazing?" You supplied teasingly, "mind blowing? 10 outta 10 would recommend to all your friends??"

He shot you a curious glance at that last one before a sleepy smile took over.

"First two, absolutely. But I've no intentions of ever sharing you with anybody." He wrapped both arms around your waist and kissed your forehead. "I love you," he spoke against your hairline.

You tightened your hold on him, "I love you too, Taz."

He pulled back, eyebrow raising mischievously.

"Round two in the bedroom?"

"Way ahead of you, sugar tits."

With a giggle, you shoved him back playfully against the counter and made a mad dash for the master bedroom. Taz chased behind hot on your heels.

The sound of yalls laughter filled the apartment before the bedroom door closed behind you.

End ❤️

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