Taliyah has always been the type to obsess over her loved ones . She was used to grooming their hair and giving as many hugs as possible . . . So , with her model boyfriend being all the way across the world , there hasn't really been much for her to do other than wait it out . Wait it out by texting Ekko whenever she could .
[CherryGirl]|[Bby, jus close your eyes]
[CherryGirl]|[And talk to me]
[CherryGirl]|[Don't leave me yet]
[CherryGirl]|[I'm getting ready for the gym. Y can't you sleep?]
I made an Adventure Time AU and I'm happy. Tali is Fionna, because reasons, Ekko is Marshall, and Ez is probably Prince Gumball. Kinda wanna expand the AU but it's three am and I'm binging Adventure Time
2b, main
9s, main
Eve, main
Taliyah, main (lore)
Xayah, main (lore)
Jinx, side (lore)
Evelynn, side (lore)
Sett, side (lore)
Ahri, side (lore)
Rachel Gardner, main
Edward Mason, main
Isaac Foster, main
Catherine Ward, side
Marshall Lee, main
Finn the Human, side
Midoriya Izuku, main
Kirishima Eijirou, main
Bakugou Katsuki, main
Asmodeus, main
Beelzebub, main
Satan, side
Lucifer, side
Simeon, side
Nina Tsukishiro, main (picture)
Roy Balfour, main (picture)
Poe, side (picture)(I will write something on him soon)
Often it seems like an expectation that dialogue will be exchanged in every para response, but sometimes characters are nonverbal, or don’t have anything to say, or are in a situation that would make talking impractical. If the writer puts enough attention into describing their actions, though, there’s still plenty to respond to even without dialogue. Non-dialogue responses are not “going nowhere.” Non-dialogue responses are not “filler.” Non-dialogue responses are not non-responses.
I drew Lioness Taliyah. It's official. Her and Tiger Ekko have tigon babies and there's nothing you can say to change my mind.
Bug my character about their past! Ask them about the things you wonder about! Give them scenarios to get their brain going! Today is all about bringing out the growth hiding within my character.
" The generals Darius and Swain , " Taliyah responded quickly . Two of the most feared men in Runeterra . . . Two of the three leaders of Noxus .
Taliyah's face showed no sign of a lie . Blunt was the best she could be sometimes . . . However , her serious expression quickly turned to shock then embarrassment at the realization of how it was phrased .
" W-What I mean is , General Darius refuses to fight me until I am able to bend this one stone . Apparently Demacia is famous for it — not that I like Noxus . " Taliyah was quick to explain what she had meant . Going around Demacia saying the two generals of Noxus sent you is basically a suicide mission !
" He ruined my life , so I wish to show him how . . . Displeased I am . However long that will take . " Once again , the mage grew nervous . Taliyah looked away from Garen , quite displeased with herself , before noticing how busy the street started to get . People of all ages , rushing to who knows where .
" You . . . Said you used to guard the prince ? At least one of my guesses were right . " Taliyah refused to look back up at the other . Those shackles might just go right back on her wrists . . . At that thought , she started to rub her injury once more .
heart-ofstones
Taliyah was always a fan of tall people . Big , strong , able to kill her … The fear was always replaced by curiosity . Even after meeting Sett , a 7′8 beast , she was interested . And Garen definitely got on her good side .
When he had grabbed her small , cold hands , she knew what he could do . He could easily break her fragile bones , yet he did something better . He crushed the binds .
Taliyah let out a surprised gasp when he had . No matter how hard the shuriman had struggled , they refused to move to a better position , yet Garen … He just …
The short woman stared up at him , eyes wide with shock and excitement . “ Thank you , sire ! That - how did you - hm … “ A soldier perhaps ? Maybe a guard for the royal or royal himself . Probably why he’s referred to as Sire . And that build …
“ If you don’t mind me asking , do you fight with your fists or a sword ? Strength like that means you fight , no doubt . You look too young to be the general , but if … No … “ Taliyah rambled . If one couldn’t tell , she enjoys guessing and speaking . People in general was something she’s good at . Maybe that’s why Swain had spoken to her .
Taliyah gently rubbed her wrists as she thought . They were red , probably redder than her cheeks whenever complimented . The stone felt rough … Was it supposed to eventually dig into her skin and cause blood ? Maybe she should’ve heeded the warnings …
Wait , did Garen say something ? Taliyah looked back up at him , smiling widely . “ Please , call me Taliyah ! Or Tali ! “
For a moment, he simply looked at her, perhaps she was thinking? She was not quite doing anything, but he didn’t really expect her to. For a moment, he pondered if she would simply run off in terror due to that, or now that she is no longer being held captive, would not wish to push her luck with remaining with the Crownguard himself. But he was patient, and a small smile rested upon his lips.
After all… Few could do that. What he did was, effectively, crush stone. While petricite was not quite simple, as it was often poorly crafted when it was smaller items, they were sturdy enough that it took a decent amount of force, such as a hard strike of a hammer, to break it. He simply knew his limits and his capabilities… And he pushed them very, very precisely.
“I fight with a claymore most of the time, but I am capable of hand-to-hand combat if my weapon is not available.” He explain briefly–It was not exactly classified information, so there was no reason to withhold it. Even the people of Demacia would speak of him and his capabilities, while most of the time they exaggerated rather severely, it did not mean some of the gossip held at least a nugget of truth to it.
“And, well, you’d be incorrect. My initial duty was to protect Jarvan Lightshield the Fourth as his personal guardian and protector, but as things have… Changed, I no longer reserve my talents simply for my Prince, but for military combat and many other warfare needs. It certainly made me a more… Ideal candidate due to my family’s ties to the Lightshields. First General Garen Crownguard, at your service.” He offered a small, polite bow towards her.
“Taliyah, then…? You may call me Garen, then.” He cleared his throat, trying to lighten the mood–if she was not stressed, there would be no reason for her trailing sentences, right? “Why would a Shuriman woman such as yourself visit Demacia?”
post - trauma sentence starters blood, death mention.
“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.”
“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”
“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”
“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”
“that was a brave thing you did today.”
“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”
“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”
“need some space?”
“you should lay down.”
“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.”
“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”
“we can talk through the door.”
“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”
“you almost died.”
“i brought you a blanket.”
“you’re home. you’re safe.”
“i’m worried about you.”
“is everything okay?”
“tell me how to make it better.”
“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”
“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.”
“you’re in the hospital.”
“think you can make it to the bathroom?”
“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”
but that was a pretty spot on impression