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Nightmares . Possibly the only thing that kept Taliyah up at night . . . Quite literally . They were so vivid , so horrifying , that the young Shuriman refused to sleep in the same room as others . Yet , the one night she's forced to during travel of course has to have one of her worst .
Her fear was predictable . The water . After her first encounter with Noxians , Taliyah had developed aquaphobia . Being near large bodies of water gave her a chill . Her memories would swarm back , filling her head with dread . Her near death encounter . . . One she lives through over and over again in her nightmares .
It was dark and cold . A storm was brewing and screams was all that could be heard . Arguments . ' We can't just kill her ! Imagine the power , captain . The money something like that could give us . ' ' If yer jus' gonna defend a whore like her , you outta get out with 'er ! ' Then , the hands . What felt like five pairs grabbed her by the dress Taliyah wore . Each time she went through this , the voices were different . The lines always spat the same words , and no matter what , she ended up thrashing in the water . Losing her breath until she woke up in a coughing fit , cold sweat covering her brow .
However , things had gone a bit different this time around .
Taliyah was fighting against the hands that held her , making her thrash in bed . She thought she knew how this was going to end . Though , unlike the other times , one had began to say her name . Deep and familiar . The freckled woman turned her head , vision blurred with tears , though a singular thing was as clear as day . A crow , sitting on the fore boom . A stronger grip tightened around her right arm , forcing her to yelp in pain . That had brought her back.
It took a moment to realize what had happened . That Taliyah was safe(ish) in a warm bed . A warm bed with a tired looking Swain holding her arm . " E-Erm . . . G-Good morning . . . ? " She said nervously .
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
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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.Ā āThe pleasure is all mine, miss Taliyahā Swain replied smoothly, quieting down to listen to the girlās explanation.Ā
An ideological approach to answering was the Shurimanās choice. Heād reply in kind. āSome of our customs are brashā The general admitted to the girl. āBut 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 amusementās sakeā He offered her a chilling smile at the end of this explanation.Ā
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.Ā āHave you visited the Noxian cities in Shurima? Tell me, how are they nowdays?ā He asked in conversational tone, as the two began making their way deeper into the city.
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.
back on my bullshit
You are not afraid of the sufferings and sorrows of other people, even when they are acted out in unappealing ways. Beneath even defensiveness and self-righteous behaviour, you know that deep down people need nurturing and consolation. One danger is being naive about peopleās dark sides. But at your best you know you can be mean yourself, which helps you to sympathise. You bring strength and forgiveness where other people might panic.
For Tenderness:
The Darkest Truth About Love
On Charity
Loving and Being Loved
Being affirmed and nurtured by others is a central requirement for you to feel safe. This means you can be slow to warm up to other people, which is difficult because what you most need from them is their warmth. Yet you know how to be vulnerable: to let down your defences and accept that you need another person. This lack of pretence is a valuable trait, and ultimately more endearing than the macho efforts others make to deny their childlike sides.
For Neediness:
Why the Fear of Rejection Never Goes Away
On the Longing for Maternal Tenderness
How to Spend Time Alone
You have delicate, sensitive perceptions; you can be deeply moved by appearances ā the right light in a room, or good food, or the texture of a piece of clothing. Expressive, intelligent language has a powerful hold on you; your mind works better when it is inspired and provoked by vivid imagery. It can be sad to live in a world which is often so ugly and not properly looked after. But you know that things can be otherwise, and you have the ability to appreciate the world at its best.
For Sensitivity:
Why We Should Draw More
Why Design Matters
On Good and Bad Taste
Tagged by: Saw it on my dash
Tagging: @chronodriven @eboyezreal and whoever would like to do it!
RULES: spell out your url with song titles, and then tag 10 people
H: Home, Cavetown (Cavetown will always hold a special place in my heart. Home gives me Modern Taliyah vibes)
E: Everybody Gets High, Missio (EGH is one of my favorite songs. Why? Well, why not?)
A: Aligator Skin Boots, McCafferty (Hits me on a personal level)
R: R U Mine?, Artic Monkeys (This was the first song I learned to play on the bass guitar!)
T: The Dismemberment Song, Blue Da Kid (Murder. 'Nuf said)
O: Oh Shit She's Cute, the artist took it off sadly (*screams in pansexual*)
F: Fool, Cavetown (I sing this a lot in the shower. I'm lovesick, though I know I'll never have my feelings returned properly)
S: Sweet Tooth, Cavetown (same reasoning as F)
T: Talk to Me, Cavetown (My friend was struggling with depression. Losing her was one of the worst mistakes of my life... So now whenever I hear of someone not feeling well, I'm always open. I take signs more seriously, and I never want to make that mistake again.)
O: Our Love is God, Heathers the Musical (Crazy love... I really want to make a Heathers AU, but I'm scared that people will just call me a nerd)
N: N.M.E, Sett it Off (This was one of the bops I'd listen to with my friend)
E: Empty Bed, Cavetown (I'm a sucker for Cavetown!)
S: SIMP, Kodama Boy (YOU'RE A FUCKIN S I M P!!)
Tagged by: @eboyezreal
Tagging: whoever hasn't done it/wants to do it!
What does he mean he won't wear it ? The young woman pouted heavily as she stared at her husband . " Oh , please , Ekks ? I wear whatever you ask me to ! Just this once ? Please ? "
Speaking of that golden dress , it hung on her , the garnet jewels sparkling in the soft candle light from mere feet away . The skulls , real or not , gave off this sheen . The shuriman's whole body did , the stench of alcohol and blood of the room almost overpowering her warm vanilla . Oh , meetings always had such surprises , especially ones with the Damnation .
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 ā it sounds like a nice place , not including the bloodshed or trickery . "
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 ?
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 ?
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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 . . .
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ā Ā youĀ donātĀ haveĀ toĀ hideĀ yourĀ tearsĀ fromĀ meĀ .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youāreĀ doingĀ great ,Ā Ā okay ??Ā Ā i mean it .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ areĀ soĀ strong .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā pleaseĀ donātĀ everĀ giveĀ up .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ willĀ alwaysĀ believeĀ inĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā whyĀ doĀ youĀ alwaysĀ thinkĀ youĀ haveĀ toĀ doĀ everythingĀ onĀ yourĀ ownĀ ??Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā itāsĀ okay ,Ā Ā iāmĀ here .Ā Ā iāllĀ alwaysĀ beĀ here .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youāveĀ alwaysĀ beenĀ strongĀ forĀ me .Ā Ā letĀ meĀ returnĀ theĀ favor .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā justĀ listenĀ toĀ myĀ heartbeat ,Ā Ā okay ??Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā comeĀ on ,Ā Ā takeĀ aĀ deepĀ breath .Ā Ā itāsĀ gonnaĀ beĀ alright .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā please ,Ā Ā justĀ holdĀ me .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ alwaysĀ meantĀ theĀ worldĀ toĀ me .Ā Ā iāmĀ sorryĀ iĀ letĀ youĀ forgetĀ that .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ neverĀ stoppedĀ lovingĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youāllĀ feelĀ betterĀ ifĀ youĀ talkĀ aboutĀ it .Ā Ā iāmĀ hereĀ toĀ listen .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youāreĀ soĀ muchĀ moreĀ thanĀ theĀ mistakesĀ youāveĀ made .Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ forgiveĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ areĀ soĀ fuckingĀ powerful .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iāmĀ notĀ leavingĀ youĀ here .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ trustĀ youĀ moreĀ thanĀ anyoneĀ elseĀ inĀ thisĀ universe .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā itāsĀ okayĀ toĀ beĀ confused .Ā Ā nobodyĀ hasĀ allĀ theĀ answers .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iāmĀ so ,Ā Ā soĀ sorryĀ .Ā Ā youĀ didnātĀ deserveĀ thatĀ .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā healingĀ isĀ notĀ linear ,Ā Ā butĀ itāsĀ alwaysĀ movingĀ forward .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ canĀ admitĀ thatĀ youāreĀ hurtingĀ .Ā Ā itāsĀ okayĀ toĀ notĀ beĀ okayĀ .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā holdĀ myĀ hand ??Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ areĀ myĀ home .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā noĀ matterĀ whatĀ anyoneĀ elseĀ says ,Ā Ā youĀ areĀ soĀ importantĀ toĀ me .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā donātĀ worry .Ā Ā iāllĀ protectĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā shh ,Ā Ā itĀ wasĀ justĀ aĀ nightmare .Ā Ā youāreĀ safe .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā donātĀ talkĀ aboutĀ yourselfĀ likeĀ that .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā justĀ sayĀ theĀ word .Ā Ā youĀ knowĀ iādĀ doĀ anythingĀ forĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ areĀ loved .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ justĀ needĀ aĀ hug .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iāllĀ destroyĀ anythingĀ thatĀ soĀ muchĀ asĀ thinksĀ ofĀ harmingĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā donātĀ everĀ letĀ anyoneĀ makeĀ youĀ feelĀ ashamedĀ ofĀ whoĀ youĀ are .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youāreĀ notĀ alone .Ā Ā youāreĀ stuckĀ withĀ meĀ forever .Ā Ā sorry .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā well ,Ā Ā helloĀ sleepingĀ beauty .Ā Ā youĀ fellĀ asleepĀ onĀ me .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā ifĀ youĀ donātĀ takeĀ yourĀ buttĀ backĀ toĀ bed ,Ā Ā iĀ willĀ carryĀ youĀ thereĀ myself .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iāmĀ sorryĀ toĀ wakeĀ youĀ up ,Ā Ā butĀ iĀ reallyĀ needĀ someoneĀ toĀ talkĀ to .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ hateĀ seeingĀ youĀ likeĀ thisĀ Ā ā¦Ā Ā please ,Ā letĀ meĀ help .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ areĀ Ā &Ā Ā alwaysĀ willĀ beĀ preciousĀ toĀ me .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā iĀ canātĀ believeĀ thatĀ assholeĀ saidĀ thatĀ toĀ you .Ā Ā itāsĀ notĀ true ,Ā Ā youĀ know .Ā Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ wantĀ meĀ toĀ punchĀ himĀ inĀ theĀ faceĀ ??Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ deserveĀ everyĀ goodĀ thingĀ inĀ theĀ world .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ knowĀ iĀ alwaysĀ haveĀ yourĀ back .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā youĀ donātĀ haveĀ toĀ worryĀ aboutĀ anything ,Ā Ā asĀ longĀ asĀ iāmĀ around .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā stopĀ apologizing ,Ā Ā okay ??Ā Ā iāveĀ alreadyĀ toldĀ youĀ iāveĀ forgivenĀ youĀ aĀ hundredĀ times now .Ā Ā ā āĀ Ā donātĀ beatĀ yourselfĀ upĀ overĀ this .Ā Ā beĀ kindĀ toĀ yourself ,Ā Ā itāsĀ notĀ yourĀ fault .Ā Ā ā
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post - trauma sentence startersĀ blood, death mention.
ādonāt do that. donāt shut me out.āĀ
āyouāve been crying. i can tell.ā
āwe need to change those bandages and get some food in you.ā
āyou want me to rub your back ātil you fall asleep?ā
āthat was a brave thing you did today.āĀ
āshh, thatās okay, get everything out.ā Ā Ā
āthereās something on your shirt. you ā thatās blood!ā
āneed some space?ā
āyou should lay down.ā
āthereās nothing wrong with asking for help.āĀ
āshh, shh. you were having a nightmare.ā
āwe can talk through the door.āĀ
āletās clean you up and get you to bed, okay?ā
āyou almost died.āĀ
āi brought you a blanket.ā
āyouāre home. youāre safe.āĀ
āiām worried about you.ā
āis everything okay?ā
ātell me how to make it better.ā
āitās been a tough few days. how are you holding up?ā
āyou have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.āĀ
āyouāre in the hospital.āĀ
āthink you can make it to the bathroom?ā
āno, no. donāt close your eyes.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Often it seems like an expectation that dialogue will be exchanged in every para response, but sometimes characters are nonverbal, or donāt 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, thereās still plenty to respond to even without dialogue. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Non-dialogue responses are not āgoing nowhere.ā Non-dialogue responses are not āfiller.ā Non-dialogue responses are not non-responses.