(closed) back at it again at fantasy krispy kreme

[spellslots]

who: ipre squad
what: shenanigans, mostly soulmate shenanigans
when: september
where: ya mom's bed
warnings: #drama, also smooches and ~references~ to boning i guess


[It doesn't really matter that much, who drinks the potion first, the end result is the same: six white threads, the colour of bonds, stretching out between them. There are three that go nowhere in particular, for Merle, Davenport, and Barry, but the other three have definite ends.

Maybe there are others, too. I'm not your dad.]

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[Macarons can definitely wait; Taako wanders closer so his hip is resting against Lup's knee, reaching out to lightly bop her on the nose.]

It's not like, that weird. When one of us bit it, we always knew how long we had to wait, right? Even if it was gonna be eleven fucking months we still knew, but we've got no fucking idea here. They could show up tomorrow, could show up in a couple years after we've gone, it's the not knowing, right? That's what's got you fucked up?

[umbrastaff]

[She scrunches up her face as he bops her nose, sticking out her tongue in return.

Taako hits it all on the right spot, though, and Lup sighs a little bit before reaching up to play with a loose lock of hair. She could never just sit still and talk, needing to occupy herself with something else just to focus.

...especially when they talked about things like this. Things she didn't want to admit to herself - yet Taako just knew.]

Yeah. Exactly.

[Lup glances at her brother again, straightening up a little.]

I mean, I'm not gonna become the weepy damsel or anything, you know that. S'just fucked up, like you said.

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Thank fuck, if you were about to start wailing dramatically and tearing at the curtains I'd take you to Gramarye to get you checked out for being possessed.

[Cooking momentarily forgotten, Taako half drapes himself across her legs, as best as he can without fucking stacking it.]

Kravtiz said he loved me. In like, that stupid memory thing I got.

[It's a little bit of an offering, some vulnerability in return for hers, and it's a distraction, too, if she wants to rib him instead of thinking about missing Barry.]

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[umbrastaff]

Geez, just shoot me if that ever happens.

[She wouldn't survive the embarrassment, anyway.

Smiling at her brother as he does his best impression of a lazy cat, Lup is about to remind him of the macarons... and then he tells her and she almost falls off the counter, brother and all.]

What?? Taako??

[Lup isn't sure if to be happy or worried about that, but she's still grinning. She knows full well what he's doing, and it's appreciated.

Also: WOW.]

Death loves you. Holy fuck.

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[In response to her nearly flailing off, Taako just puts more weight on Lup, as though that will stick her to the counter.]

Of course death loves me, I'm hot shit. [It's easier to make jokes about it than to actually seriously consider the fact that someone (outside the IPRE) loves him.] He didn't care about like, the face thing, either.

[That was such a relief.]

[umbrastaff]

[She ruffles his hair in return, even if it's quite affectionately.]

Of course he didn't, Koko. That's what love's all about.

[Accepting things. Even changes.]

I'm so happy for you.

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He's also a fucking skeleton half the time.

[So he can't exactly throw stones in the house of vanity, but that's not the point, as much as Taako tried to brush of Kravtiz's response when it came. He had, genuinely, been worried.

A little more somber, though:]

I'm happy, too.

[He's got Lup back, he has a very handsome boyfriend waiting for him, there's nothing more that Taako needs.

Presuming he doesn't fucking die.]

[umbrastaff]

Skeletons are kinda a family thing now, isn't it?

[She laughs a little, before putting a hand on his cheek.]

You deserve to be, Taako. More than anyone.

[Glancing over at the macarons, however, she laughs.]

The eggwhites are gonna stop being fluffy, dingus.

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I'm over the macarons.

[He's comfortable where he is, except not really, he just wants to enjoy this moment of honesty and openness and thinking about the future without worrying about something little about macarons.]

[umbrastaff]

[She pulls him a little closer into a hug. If he's over something like macarons, he really needed this.

...and frankly, so does she.]

I can't wait to meet him.

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[Taako makes a half-hearted protest at being pulled into the hug, but returns it easily, resting his chin on Lup's shoulder.]

No shovel talks.

[that's The Rule.]

[umbrastaff]

Oh fuck you, he's a skeleton half the time and I can't give him the shovel talk? Mean!

[It might be The Rule, but it would have been so perfect this time.]

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If you pull that shit, I can and will give Barold a shovel talk, and it'll be bad.

[There will be dramatics. Possibly holy symbols. Just to get his point across.]

[umbrastaff]

But Koooooko, he's Death. It's such a perfect joke, why do you hate me?

[Faux pout.]

[spellslots]

I mean, he's dead and I'm pretty sure it happened ages ago but that's, uh, it probably wasn't fun, you know? I dunno if he's gonna want it rubbed in his face.

[With shovel jokes and such. Taako's having a genuine moment of empathy for another person, mark it on the calendar.]

[umbrastaff]

Shit, bro. You're really in deep, aren't you?

[What is this empathy thing from her brother?]

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[Taako huffs, a little awkward.]

He's a good dude, Lulu, and he's not like... I dunno. I like him, a lot? I guess.

[He's great at words.]

[umbrastaff]

Hah! I'm gonna sisterly drag you for this for a long time, baby bro.

[umbrastaff]

...honestly, though. I'm so happy for you.

[spellslots]

[He's ready to fuss a bit more, but honestly, he doesn't need to put on any front around Lup.]

Thanks, Lulu.