@chronodriven Solicited Well Since She Asked So Nicely, There Is Now A Half-wet Dude Lying In Bed Next
@chronodriven solicited Well since she asked so nicely, there is now a half-wet dude lying in bed next to her. ♡
Well , it wasn't like Taliyah cared much . He always had to deal with her when she's wet* , so it's only fair she does the same . The young adult was curled up to Ekko's side , arms and legs wrapped around his body .
" You're warm today . . . Do you want the blanket ? "
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Adding onto my last post about being nervous with adding people,
I'm grateful for all my mutuals. When I do add people and get followed back, I get really excited! I'm easily pleased, and just knowing I'm somewhat wanted on your dash makes me get all mushy
RPers, please reblog this if you’re ok with para responses that don’t include dialogue.
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.
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:
While he was not surprised that she already showed him such a display of respect, it brought a small pang of a prick to his chest. It was not that she was truly respected him, it was out of necessity… and perhaps… fear… Again, he did not blame the woman for such reactions, they were natural, but it did not stop the panging in his chest, and the guilt that went unseen atop his shoulders.
A soft mutter to himself, a quiet curse of annoyance. Most pertricite shackles were unstable, but of course… they were not meant to be taken off. Their intention was to bind, and then… most would wear them to their grave, which was likely nothing more than a large hole away from the innocent and evil eyes of the world.
He grabbed Taliyah’s hand with a delicate touch, unfitting of one which seemed as threatening as him. But, rather than the plain gesture, he turned her hand gently, so her palm faced down, and his other hand reached towards the shackle. Pinching a part of it between two fingers, he stared blankly, like he was considering something…
And then, as though it was only as sturdy as a dried twig, it cracked from the pressure. Like when a single thread was ripped from a web, the rest seemed to crack, and it fell off of her wrist. He hesitated, not letting go quite yet, using the hand that broke it to gently dust off any of the remaining, small shards of petricite, that would be like burning embers upon a mage’s skin, should they remain too long…
Without another delay, he did the same with the other shackle, and the pathetic remains simply clattered to the ground, forgotten, abandoned… and at this point, useless. A small triumph in his mind–a single less weapon against the innocent who are unfortunate to be… vulnerable.
“I apologize for not doing that sooner.” His voice was low, strong and steady. A small smile found its way onto his expression, followed with a minute tilt of his head to the side. “But it matters not if they overreacted… That is not a topic I wish to delve in any further, however.” Likely, it would be best for both of them to not dwell on the things that happen here.
How innocent must a girl like this be? He envied her, to a degree. Ignorancewas bliss, but too much bliss was toxin. Garen cleared his throat, and the next words he spoke were slow, but at least clear, and spoken in the native tongue of the unfortunate visitor.
“It is a pleasure to meet someone like you, Taliyah Levy.”
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 ! “
@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 ?
“ hush, i’m trying to kiss you. ”
Misc RP memes ♡ still accepting!
Taliyah blinked innocently , staring at her lab partner . Wait . . . What ? She took off her goggles , head tilting to the side .
" What do you m— Mm ! " A kiss . The Shuriman was cut off with a kiss . Sadly , their other partner has to watch the fuckboy try to win Taliyah over . Which wasn't exactly working .
Eyo. If any of my non League mutuals have no fucking idea what I'm talking about half the time, guess what? I don't either.
All that's important is Taliyah was born with the power to bend the earth with her mind and basically told a God to get fucked. That's it. And she was thrown off a ship, traumatized
Taliyah has a heavy shuriman accent. Once in a while, when she's mad or excited, she'll slip and say something in her native language. Sometimes she does it just to mess with people, like during meetings in the Mob AU. Especially ones with Sett and Xayah. She dislikes the way they rule and their short temper
Of course, her temper used to be short, but having kids helped her learn to be patient
I might make a ramble post about that whole au. It's probably confusing people who aren't @chronodriven
Taliyah couldn't help but let the smile turn mischievous . Oh , it was always hilarious , being thought as nothing but a little girl . In reality , she fought a rogue ascended one at the age of 16 , with little proper training .
Defending herself was always fun , but Taliyah doesn't want to boast .
" Sett ? Hm . . . Reminds me of Seth . My name is Taliyah ! You're big . And fluffy . " Once again , the Shuriman eyed him . Not for the heck of it , but to study him . A moment or two later , Taliyah smiled , offering her hand . He got her trust . For now .
" It's nice to meet you . "
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