El Taco Taco

Blue Moon

It was a bit of a niche thing, cello, so Carys wasn't particularly surprised that Chase didn't have a list of potential clients off the top of his head. He seemed a bit downtrodden, but he gave her some potentially useful leads. It was a start, at the very least, and it was more than she had five minutes ago.

As Chase withdrew, she couldn't help but notice that he had cheered considerably. She wasn't sure what to make of that information, but she filed it away all the same. She considered protesting and helping with the boxes, but, well, wasn't this what she had asked him over for?

"Sounds like a plan," Carys nodded, privately grateful that she didn't have to lug boxes up ever more stairs. Taking everything down four flights of stairs back in New York had been hell.

They settled into a comfortable rhythm. Having someone else around kept her on track, stopped her from getting lost in the belongings she found as she unpacked. They were making great time. And then she'd found The Box. She'd forgotten what it had looked like, hadn't thought to mark it, and as her pocket knife revealed its contents, her blood had run cold.

Her mother beamed up at her, medal glinting against her chest, arms slung around the shoulders of her teammates, looking so vibrant. So alive. Carys stopped, heart screaming in her chest as she lifted out the photo. It struck her then, kneeling on the floor of her mother's childhood home, that she would never see her mother again. She clapped a hand over her mouth. Keep it together, not now, not now--

Little drops began to litter the glass of the photo, and Carys found she couldn't stem the tide any longer.

Please Stay

Ahhh!! Yay!!! I've missed this game so much <3

Dark Revival (Erklings25 and El Taco Taco)

Heya! I'm so sorry to have to do this, but I've written and erased an embarrassing number of utterly awful posts for this and I just can't get it to work. I'm just not feeling this right now. Do you mind if we put this game on hiatus for a while?

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

3d printing is amazing. I've had a few pieces printed that turned out great; My Widow's Bites and belt buckle, my X-23 claws, my psycho masks, my Mercy halo. It's so light and easy to paint, you just have to sand the shit out of it first.

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

Oh, don't get me wrong, those three months are utterly consumed by drafting, sewing, and crying. I always end up having to finish sewing in the hotel the night before the con.

I'm going to have a lot of the jewelry/wings/staff 3d printed. My buddy just got a massive workshop space, and we're collaborating on designing and drafting the pieces. It should be fun! I'll probably just freestyle the patterning for the dress itself since it's pretty simple, and paint on all the embroidery because I am lazy af

Dark Revival (Erklings25 and El Taco Taco)

Yep! Thanks for the concern, I'm just a bit swamped at work. I'll try to get you a post tonight or tomorrow :)

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

It depends, tbh. I've made cosplays in as little as 2 weeks (my first Maya cosplay that is like, SO BAD), but if I'm sewing it usually takes about 3 months or so. Most of my cosplays I improve over time though, so it effectively takes longer. My Psycho is probably the easiest cosplay I've done, since it was mostly painting. I busted out the armor for two psycho cosplays in an afternoon, because knee pads and shin guards are hella easy. I really like armor and I'm hoping to get more into it.

My next build is doing Mercy's Winged Victory skin, because that shit looks comfy af

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

"Brennan, slow down," Sadie whined as she struggled to keep pace with her brother. He'd dragged her off from the Great Hall and hadn't bothered to tell her where they were going. He didn't respond, and Sadie huffed and yanked her hand back. "Brennan, stop!"

They drew to a halt on the stairs, and he turned to look down at her. He was angry--which wasn't unusual--but there was concern painted across his face.

"I told you that Nott kid was trouble. Do you get it now, Sades?" Brennan's voice cracked as he shouted, grabbing her shoulders as if he meant to shake her. Sadie flinched, frightened of the intensity of his temper. He squeezed for a moment before pulling her into a hug. "I don't want you getting hurt because of them."

"Bren, you didn't say anything," Sadie pushed him back, puffing her cheeks in temper. "You just said that he's a Nott but you didn't explain what that meant. No one has explained anything! Everyone just talks about it like I should already get it, but they won't out and say it!"

"Fine! They're blood maniacs, alright? Their old man murdered dozens muggleborns and supporters in the war, and you need to be careful so you don't get offed too! They hunted people like us for sport and there's plenty of records of muggleborn kids getting tortured in Azkaban for 'stealing' magic, and that's only scratching the surface." Brennan exploded at her, face flushed red.

Sadie was a clever girl, and she had already put together plenty of the pieces based on her talks with Seine and George and what she found in the library, but that had been so...clinical. Brennan spoke plainly and for the first time it all felt real.

"George has been nice though," She tried, and Brennan shot her a look as though he couldn't believe her.

"You don't know the kid, Sades. Look, he could be the nicest person in this damn castle, but it doesn't mean you're safe with him. You need to stay away from him."

Sadie searched her brother's face, uncertain what to make of everything. As angry and infuriating as he was, Brennan looked so scared. He was insufferable, but she knew he cared, and he knew so much more about this world, but...

"Look, I...I get it, Brennan, but I'm not going to blame him for what he didn't do," Sadie chewed on her lip. Her brother's face fell and she cut him off. "No, look, that's not fair and you know it."

"Sades," Brennan tried to reach for her, but she turned sharply on heel in a flutter of red hair and began to descend the steps.

"I'll see you later," she called over her shoulder before focusing on making the trek back towards class, gears spinning violently in her head. It was a lot to take onboard, and, truthfully, Sadie wasn't sure what to make of it all. She frowned, before looking up to see Seine and George a ways down the hall at the base of the stair case. She quickened her pace and jogged towards them, flashing a tight smile. "Sorry! My brother's an arse. Lets get going!"

blackbird claw, raven wing [ closed for El Taco Taco && Nemaisare ]

doot doot ur super cute

I'll write summat soon for you, promise ❤️

Taco's Taco Truck, Take Three: The Return of the Taco. Updated 02/13/19

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