I Need This Skin In Game :-$

I think it's time I explain one of my favorite AUs to you guys. @iixesha and I created it back in January, when I was just spit balling ideas and this one was picked.

There will be triggering content ahead, such as: death, murder, depression, abuse, drug use and trade, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, and manipulation.

If this is something you NEVER want to see mentioned, please block the tag “#𝔻𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤|☆ The Forsaken”. This is a mob au.

Design by me, but the beautiful artwork and colors are by Dekko ! They were a huge help, and I can’t thank you enough for letting me use this in the post!

This was originally just for ONE rp, though it expanded and a whole universe was created. Since this is simply my Taliyah account, only The Forsaken are mentioned, but there are bunches of others! That, however, will be explained later on.

Taliyah was still a Shuriman girl in the beginning, when they had first met. A young sixteen year old with loads of energy and a heart to protect everyone good. While traveling the desert sands, she had ran into a boy her age, scarred and dangerous looking. Approaching him could’ve meant certain death, but he had weapons. Weapons, and packs of drugs he was supposed to be running for his gang back in Zaun. Of course, Taliyah felt the need to stop him, but was quickly defeated. Instead of killing the broken girl, Ekko had another plan. He plucked her off the ground, and brought her with him.

Taliyah fought against this. After all, he was a monster! Ekko was extremely displeased, and scars began to form on her own body. At one point, she had been shot in the arm. Every time she tried to run away, to be free once more, to see her mother’s face... The punishment for when he caught her got worse. Eventually, she learned to let him have his way, yet the snappy remarks didn’t disappear for quite some time.

During this time, running with and away from Ekko, she began to grow attached. She thought of him as some sort of twisted protector, sent by the celestials to tell her what was to happen to her. That was another reason she didn’t try to run away after a certain amount of time.

Being brought back to the gang was harsh. So many people, almost all as greedy as Ekko. Taliyah was forced to stay, to which she obeyed with little backlash. The shuriman stuck to Ekko’s side, learning from him, being protected from him, only speaking to him. Everyone else, though just as trashy, thought of Taliyah as nothing else as some pre-mature toy. 

After a couple years, three or so, she was awakened by a loud BAM! While gun shots were common, none was that close. After another, she rushed down the hall. There, standing in a door way, was Ekko. Gun in hand, splattered with blood, face emotionless. The gang leader was killed. While some fought Ekko about this, they promptly joined their ex leader in hell. Without much arguments from those who got the message, Ekko took over the position. He took Taliyah’s hand with a blood covered ring, and scared to refuse, they were married soon after.

Taliyah learned the reason of the marriage after their first meeting, as well as got told about all the others. The gangs- or mobs, as she was corrected- that ran territories all over Runeterra. Each had a different purpose, The Forsaken’s rival being The Damnation. Ran by Sett And Xayah(can’t decide if I want it to be as a brother/sister rule or a married couple with a Rakan helplessly pinning after Xayah with no avail). Taliyah was a show of wealth. During meetings, she was dressed in revealing clothes made of gold and garnets. Xayah in a dark purple ionian silk dress with diamonds and golden thread.

Taliyah was treated as nothing else than a toy. Something useless. Even after they had two children, a blind boy and a beautiful little girl, nothing changed. Screams, violence, and tears. Even though she’s in her late twenties, Taliyah feels like a helpless child. Drowning. Unable to get out. How could she? The only answer would be death.

I’m tired, so I apologize for anything that may be hard to read! feel free to yell at me in dm for more information if you’re interested!

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This . . . was definitely strange . His explanation made Taliyah's blood run cold . An arena ? She had heard of it , but she thought it was only something silly her mom had made up to get her to stop playing so rough . Granted , that didn't work , but . . .

Taliyah was brought out of her thoughts when a sudden hand gripped her shoulder . It was large and rough , something she definitely wasn't used to . The shuriman stiffened at the contact , though didn't open her mouth for refusal . In fact , she feared refusing the general . Who knew what a man like Swain could do ?

" N - No . . . I haven't visited a city under the rule of Noxus . I grew up in a tribe that was always on the move , though I did encounter people from there . If I'm to be honest , they seemed almost . . . Miserable . " Taliyah answered his question lightly , eyeing the city . It was dark , in her opinion . Crowded and full of blacks , reds , and dark blues . Dangerous eyes followed the pair , one reason being because of Swain , the second because of Taliyah's bright clothing . Places like this always made her stick out like a sore thumb . " Do people know how to be subtle ? "

The realization was evident in her eyes, the earth colored irises widening in recognition. “The pleasure is all mine, miss Taliyah” Swain replied smoothly, quieting down to listen to the girl’s explanation. 

An ideological approach to answering was the Shuriman’s choice. He’d reply in kind. “Some of our customs are brash” The general admitted to the girl. “But violence is universal language. We try to limit the use of violence to battlefield or arena. Should someone start practicing excessive violence outside those theaters… We offer them a choice. To serve in penal legion and take their tendencies to battlefield, or to the arena where our champion Draven will educate them on the wielding of such violence for amusement’s sake” He offered her a chilling smile at the end of this explanation. 

Stepping beside her, his hand closed around her shoulder, turning to young woman to walk with him, the two heading deeper into the city of Noxus Prime. “Have you visited the Noxian cities in Shurima? Tell me, how are they nowdays?” He asked in conversational tone, as the two began making their way deeper into the city.

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖?

Mun results:

Coffee

Key words: intelligent, old soul, complex. You are an extremely thoughtful individual with a creative mind and loving heart. Being around you is like sinking into a warm bath. There's something truly wise about the advice you give others, and being in your presence leaves others feeling warm, reassured, and inspired. Compatible with: coffee, candle smoke, freshly baked bread.

Muse results:

Fresh Linen

Key words: refreshing, wit, humour. You are a relaxing person to be around and leave a positive impression on almost everybody you interact with! You're always sending the funniest memes in the groupchat and when you really like someone you can talk to them for hours on end. Compatible with: fresh linen, grass and rain, rosewater.

Tagged by: Stolen by @engineroars .

Tagging: @chronodriven , @eboyezreal , and whoever else! Don't be shy. I only bite sometimes.

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

obliviously flaunts hips. youre welcome

Taliyah tried her best to look away , but God . . . His hips really don't lie . "You're lucky I like you , " she muttered with a blush .

Reblog this if your muse suffers from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

Jericho . . . Swain . One of the three rulers of Noxus . Taliyah's eyes widened a bit after his introduction , though it was blinked away at the question . " It's nice to meet you , General Swain . A - And . . . Err . . . That's a hard question to answer . Part of me says the rocks are neat , but the other says it's standards . How anyone is welcomed — it sounds like a nice place , not including the bloodshed or trickery . "

Continuation from x ♤ @visionofnoxus

Taliyah got the hint . The curious girl took a step back , eyeing the Noxian cautiously . She was always a bit skeptical of Noxians ever since . . . The thing had happened . Nonetheless , she answered the question . " Taliyah . And . . . You are , sir ? " Taliyah's voice read her nervousness . Perhaps starting a conversation with someone she's yet to know is dangerous ?

What Tarot Card are You?

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♡The Moon♡

You avoid corners and doorways - do you know why? Have you looked inwards recently? Do you understand what is happening there?

Your mind is muddled and dusty, a mirror you haven’t been able to clean properly. Smudging the nervousness just leaves streaks on the glass, which makes your face harder to see, which makes you nervous.

What are you nervous of, darling? What keeps you up at night? Why haven’t you confronted it? Do you know what it is? Can you answer my questions? Are they making you nervous? Am I frightening you?

Tagged by: @regina-tenebris

Tagging: Whoever hasn't jumped on this yet!

You know you make an oc correctly when the first thing someone says is "that neck looks chokeable"