𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖?

love pool party taliyah! 

more misc memes

“  change isn’t easy.  ” “  i just wanted to say i’m sorry.  ” “  i guess being angry was/is just easier than being sad.  ”  “  what did you want to tell me?  ” “  it was supposed to be simple.  ” “  you’ve got blood on your shirt.  ” “  you can stay with me.  ” “  what did you want to show me?  ” “  i miss ____ more than i thought i would.  ” “  i don’t like to talk about it, but i wanted you to know.  ” “  shut up. please.  ” “  fuck off.  ” “  hush, i’m trying to kiss you.  ” “  you’re lucky you’re cute.  ” “  i fucked up.  ” “  i just want to take it all back.  ” “  i can’t sleep.  ”  /  “  can’t sleep?  ” “  we should get a pet.  ” “  if you have something to say, spit it out.  ” “  i’m allowed to be angry.  ” “  she/he aint even that cute.  ” “  just hold me.  ” “  do you want me to go?  ”   “  i just need time.  ” “  i already made my decision, you’re not going to change that.  ”   “  nothing you can say will surprise me.  ” “  everyone leaves, eventually. either they move on or they die. they leave and i’m left behind.  ” “  death is a part of life. i accepted that a long time ago.  ” “  i don’t fear death. i fear anonymity.  ” “  listen to me, please.  ” “  i’m not even sure what to say to that.  ” “  that should probably shock me, but honestly it doesn’t.  ” “  am i supposed to care?  ” “  i do care.  ”   “  you make me happy.  ” “  you look beautiful like this.  ”   “  if this is your idea of fun, i don’t know what to say to you.  ” “  it terrifies me.  ”   “  just let me show you how i feel.  ”

((Mother fucker))

"Who are you? Why are you wearing a mask?? Can I poke it???"

Very slowly pushes her hand away from his face. And then proceeds to knock her out.

@iixesha asked ♡ “If you want boys to respect you, show them you’re serious.”

Respect . Ekko . . . Was the one to speak . The freckled teen stood silently , lost in thought about what to do .

" S-Serious ? Ekko , how can I show them I'm serious ? I . . . I don't want to hurt them . " Taliyah rubbed her bandaged arm , staring down at the floor . This was a common experience in her room . Words about her actions , good or bad . Was this going to be a good one ?

Just a quick note

Taliyah next to someone who's 6'6

So if your character is taller than that... Please cover your tumtum or else she's gonna t o u c h

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 .

sire-crownguard:

For a moment, his gaze darkened as he looked upon the woman, as though she had revealed something dark, a betrayal in her so few words. How often was he able to feel safe, to be reassured by others? to feel… like he must not be so afraid? Too long. Far too long. His hands trembled, twitching by his sides, motionless for a moment… but then the realization came to him, enough to almost dust his cheeks with red by his own assumption, by his own embarrassment that felt very hot beneath his skin.

No one would be that blunt unless they wished to be ripped to shreds.

And before he could question it, she answered him with her words. So she holds a grudge? He couldn’t blame her–while he held no true hatred for Darius, the two nothing more than the same man on different sides of the table, one a decade older, another a decade more foolish.

“Taliyah,” He grabbed one of her hands with both of his own, being far gentlerthan he needed to, but his expression unsteady as he tried to find the proper words to speak, mouth feeling dry as he struggled, “There are many things I’d like to say, but this is… not the place.” He let go, and instead stood up properly, spine rigid and hands moved behind his back. The more they spoke, and the longer they stayed, the more attention it’d bring, and the sooner she’d say something that would put her, and himself, in a position where he couldn’t feign not knowing, with that charming smile and those kind eyes to draw the burning stared of hatred and turn them to himself, and to gazes of envy and trust.

“You appear to be worse for wear as well. Do you have a place you are staying while in Demacia? I could also have a temporary living arrangement put in place as a…. apology for our less-hospitable people.”

“I’d prefer to be able to speak somewhere without prying eyes and ears.”

Taliyah  was  a  thicc  girl  with  a  thicc  skull ,  if  you  understand .  However ,  her  emotions  were  always  hyper  sensitive .  One  wrong  word  could  leave  her  thinking  for  a  while .  One laugh  at  the  wrong  time  could  break  her  dam .  Any  tone  of  voice  could  make  her  utterly  embarrassed -  which  is  how  she  earned  the  nickname  ‘cherry  girl’ .  And  a  cherry  girl  she  was .  

The  shuriman’s  face  turned  a  bright  red  as  she  glanced  back  up .  Okay . . .  So  he  doesn’t  hate  her .  Yet .  That’s  good ,  right ?  Right .  Taliyah  sent  him  a  nervous  smile .

“  Well . . .  Food  is  more  important  than  shelter .  I  had  a  room  last  night ,  but  that  is  a  couple  cities  over .  My  master  told  me  where  I  could  stay  and . . .  Train  without  him .  “  Taliyah  explained  this  as  best  as  she  could ,  trying  not  to  sound  like  an  absolute  idiot .  Wait ,  does  Garen  know  how  fast  she  can  travel ?  Probably  not .

Her  free  hand  reached  into  her  purse .  It  was  full  of  her  accessories ,  being  warned  that  having  floating  stones  around  you  wouldn’t  look too friendly  in  Demacia ,  and  a  leather  pouch  full  of  coins .

“  How  much  Silver  Serpents  would  it  be ? Demacia  uses  those ,  right ?  Or  was  it  Valors . . .  “  Her  voice  trailed  off ,  inspecting  the  hand  that  held  hers .  “  Your  hands  are  pretty .  And  big .  You  could  probably  grab  my  face .  “

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What is your primary feeling in longing?

Hope

In longing, you feel hope. You're on a long road, you know this. Your desire is strong, big in your chest but you don't feel weighed down. You've had your hardships, but you know what you truly seek is, or could be, not far from your grasp. Not to say you don't feel the burning in your heart for something more, but theres still a spark in you, a voice that says, "don't give up, what if?" You can be patient. You know you must be. Your yearning is felt like a campfire in rain, the circumstances say the flame should be out, but yet it burns, as long as god willing or sheer effort keeps it alive. You feel the pull in your gut that makes your throat tighten with the ache of your heart but you softly smile, it's just a reminder of your love. You aren't afraid of your feelings in the way that would make you push them away because you're familiar with them and you know the payoff would be well worth the grief. You're doing great my darling, you will find your love if you have not already.

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