I'm Making A Fionna Blog And You Can't Stop My Sudden Impulses

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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 .  “

NEVER FACE CHECK THE BUSH

NEVER

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.

@ekkological needled: “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ”

Taliyah has always been light hearted . Call it anxiety , call it the way she was raised , the young woman could never get over something . This . . . was one of those somethings . " Ekko , I don't want you to hurt him ! I'm just . . . mad he hurt me . . . . Alright , really mad he hurt me . . . Do you promise it'll only make him yell ? " The young woman , face red and puffy from crying , smiled at Ekko awkwardly . Man , friends are great . . .

Taliyah can't handle flirting

Even just complimenting her will make the girl turn red. Flirts will make her giggle and stutter while trying to change the topic, especially if it's the first flirt coming from the person's mouth. Yet again, just giving her food will make her blush heavily.. candy especially. Biggest sweet tooth in the world

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

Oh yeah, it's her release day. Gotta love this girl! To celebrate her birthday, I'm doing something special~

It'll be posted in a while! It's only three pm here, so I still have a long time to celebrate the one and only short, sassy queen

" Do you ever wonder why we do the things we do ? How are we even doing this . . ? Is this just some sort of a game ? Are we even real ? "

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