#talonxsona

[cloakandtalon]

I hope my sona 8-bit-music-player regains her muse. I want to do shippy things when this M!A is over. I want to build the ship more. 

As of now Talon's still iffy about the relationship.

[cloakandtalon]

flailingpyro drew this for me to make me happy.

It worked, now I'm using it as revenge for her making me confess things.

Love you Kayley.

[noxiankarra-blog]

Summer Songbirds, part 1~Talon X Sona

     A quick note beforehand, I've never written either of them before so. Eyeeah...it might not be 100% IC XD   Just a short little thing that might end up being more things... x:

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  It was a hot summer day in Valoran, and many folks were trying to find ways to beat the heat. For Sona Buvelle, this meant relaxing in peace under a gazebo in one of the institute’s courtyards. The shade, the breeze and the fountain's misty spray all contributed to keeping it pleasantly cool.

  She listened with an intent ear to the soft song of the birds and dancing water, letting the music flow through her as she delicately plucked at the strings of her ehtwal.   After a few sweet notes she struck one sour, making an equally sour face and playing a sharp, agitated note or two. She was supposed to be practicing a new song, but she was feeling a strong case of creativity block. She felt a little antsy, perhaps because of that particularly rude and lewd summoner prying into her thoughts earlier.

  She scowled down at the instrument’s strings. That was one thing she strongly disliked about being a champion. The invasion of the privacy of your own mind. She snorted a tiny puff of air, reaching to start playing again.    She paused after a while, looking up from the ehtwal and peering into the nearby shadows. He was there, arms crossed and hood low over his face. She had been alerted to his presence by a slight shuffle of boots on stone. The sound was deliberate, as she is quite certain that if he didn’t want to be seen or heard he wouldn’t be.    Talon often came to hear her play, sharing in her solace. He didn’t interrupt, only listened quietly for a while and then left. She looked back down to her instrument, a smile playing across her features. She’d come to not only tolerate, but almost welcome the Noxian’s presence over the many times he's shared his silent company with her.     She briefly pondered as towards a topic thought to direct her music. Finally, she seemed to decide on her inspiration. With practiced ease and reverent motions she ran her fingers over the magical instrument, coaxing sound from it.    As she played, it seemed as if even the birds paused in their fluttering, quieting to listen to her play. The song began soft, slow and drawn out. A haunting sound that evoked deep sorrow, telling of a wistful loneliness that ached in your heart. Slowly, it evolved, growing a stronger sound and the slightest traces of hope. It invoked the impression of pain and hunger, as well as triumph and pride. It gave the feeling of endurance, taken down and rising again. The song turned to something intense, like a pulse and had hairs raising on the back of your neck, your pulse racing to match it. It was kill or be killed.    The music stopped abruptly, dropping off without conclusion. She looked up from her work, eying the Noxian assassin curiously. Talon stood much closer now. She could see his lips curled into a frown. He seemed to be waiting for something. She played a soft note or two portraying her question. His frown grew.   “Was… that it?” He asked, breaking all prior silences. She regarded him thoughtfully a moment, then offered a sly smile. She conveyed that that was indeed, currently the end. He was silent for several seconds. He crossed his arms again.   “It feels… unfinished,” he muttered. She played a tinkling sound much like laughter, a wide smile spreading across her face. She switched sounds, now explaining that in order to finish it, she must first wait for something.   He seemed to mull this over a long moment. “I’d like to hear it again someday, when you have finished it,” he stated, nodding to her and letting his arms fall back to his sides as he turned, bladed cloak shifting at his back. He made to exit the courtyard, speaking over his shoulder, as an afterthought, “I will be taking my leave now.”    And away he did go, leaving Sona to her thoughts as she resumed her practice, now in a considerably lighter mood.

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*miniature heart attack freaking out because I don't think I wrote them that well at all aaaaa*

Anyways. Just... something I was writing in between my classes x: I may write more chapters to it (thus 'part 1'), or I might not. Inspiration is a fleeting thing OTL

I'll just. Be sinking back into the sea of Karra now <w>;  Enjoy~

[cloakandtalon]

I prefer Blue [ 8-bit-music-player ]

(Well I was supposed to randomly generate one but.. You are asking for the otp, so.. I’ll let it slide.)

Months had past since that date.. That date that changed his life.. Talon, and Sona have been together for eight months. They decided to move away from the institute, not to far of course, but they wanted a place of their own. Where no one could judge them anymore than they already have. A nice little spot out in the country, about  two hours away from the institute, thankfully they provided transportation for them so they could be this far away.

The house they bought had been built, and here they were now. Standing in front of it, the house looked nice. They kept the white walls on the outside as they carried paint buckets into the house. They needed to find out what to paint the interior.

Talon with a smile easilly held up his bucket of a beautiful rich royal blue color. “Obviously Sona we should use this to paint our master bedroom.”

Sona looked at him then shook her head, rather aggressively mind you as if she detested the idea of even wanting to paint it in such a dark color.

She held up her bucket of sky blue, a light, bold looking sky blue.'Obviously we should paint it this.' She retorted to him, through their mental link

Talon looked at her, “B-But Royal blue compliments your beauty.”

Sona blushed, she replied that instant. “Sky blue compliments the fact you aren’t as evil as you keep claiming to be!”

Talon’s face began to burn as well, this was going to end badly.

"THIS IS YOUR HOUSE!" He yelled at her. 'Idiot it's our house! But we will paint it in your honor.' She replied.

He glared at her, opening the can he quickly fled to the master bedroom. Sona followed suit.

Talon was painting on the wall as Sona quickly throw the bucket of paint. Talon’s back, and the wall were covered in paint. He turned slowly to the Maven. “D-Did you just..”

Splash, yet another hit.. Talon was completely sky blue. He looked at her as he glared, Returning the favor. This continued for a good three hours. Without them realizing, they.. Sort of painted to room.. IT was patchy. The blues actually complimenting each other, the floor however wasn’t as lucky.

Talon and Sona sat there, pouting about what happened. Both of them were angry at one another, about the whole thing. Sona, being the person to always forgive first looked at the walls, stunned at how amazingly they were painted.

'…Talon.. Look.' She said to him as she wrapped her arms around him, her wet paint covered body relaxing on his wet one. Course her relaxing always caused him to look around, so.. He saw it.. The walls looked better than they had hoped.

He turned to her as she pouted, obviously she was getting comfortable. Once he finished she firmly placed her head on his chest and snuggled.

'They represent our blending of our heart and soul..' Sona said in a faint tone.

Talon replied as he chuckled. “Indeed…”

They knew the paint would be hard to get off their faces and out of their hair, and their suits were ruined, but.. They didn’t care. They were happy in their room.

[cloakandtalon]

; // When I see your URL I think ' otp ' and ' buddyyyyyyyyyyyyy'.

(YES!.. YES!!! THE OTP! And yes ouo, buddies.)

[hero-of-heights]

a fic thingy

so a fic thingy...with um new otp talonxsona...yeah for uh cloakandtalon also it's an au and a dream i had 

He rubbed his sore shoulders and groaned quietly in the dark. As he touched his shoulders his fingers grazed over his new scars and sighed again. It was becoming more and more difficult to not get hurt, with every new job at least two scars came from it. He wouldn't be able to hide them for much longer.

He stepped forth one more time before stopping, he felt the presence of his love in her sleep and for the first time for what it felt like forever he was unsure of what to do. He stood frozen in place, it was difficult to see her or the bed. He cleared his throat and put his hand out in front of him to find the bed. 

On Talon's finger tips he could feel the sheets, he pursed his lips and carefully climbed into the bed, trying not to wake his partner. He felt her presence next to him and felt at ease automatically, a small smirk formed into his lips and he lied down on his back. He heard a shift next to him, he turned his head slightly and could barely see Sona in the dark.

She slowly moved closer to him, hugging him the best she could. Talon's body tensed up as she touched him, he kept his eyes on her only able to see the top of her head. Her hair was down, he liked it that why, but she still went with the ponytails, he never complained.

'Don't touch them, don't touch them, don't touch them.' He thought to himself as her hands went higher up to his shoulders. Her soft dainty fingers went over his new scars and paused at them. She moved her head slightly and still touched him, as if she was making sure they were real.

She lifted her head and looked at Talon, he didn't look back. She reached over him for the lamp he seemed to forgot for a light but he grabbed her arm.

"Please don't," he put her hand to his side and used his free arm and held her. He carefully pulled her to his chest and and closed his eyes. He felt her night shirt, she moved her arm again to feel his scares. Sona moved her head to look at him the best she could.

Talon looked back at her and peered through the darkness to see into her eyes. They were so filled with concern and worry, his heart couldn't take it.

"I," he began, "I haven't been honest with you..about where I have been going, S-Sona." He struggled to say her name, why? It was so easy before even when they weren't together.

She was silent, of course she was, she always was. Yes she could talk to him with her mind but she didn't, she just cupped his cheek and kissed his chin.

Talon wanted to groan with guilt at her gestures but kept them inside and kissed the top of her head, they held each other and talon stared at the ceiling in pitch black.

"It's always been easy for me to hide my feelings..I didn't have many people around to show them to anyway," he shrugged, "I had to do different things to survive  I," he gulped. Why was it so difficult for him to speak? Why was his throat so dry all of a sudden, why was there a lump in his throat?

"I killed someone, to make sure I didn't die. He was going to drown me..I had to do something, after that it was easy to kill again. I didn't show them any emotion, no sign of weakness. Then I saw you... for the first time, so beautiful."

She held him tighter remembering the day as well, it was nice to think about that but she still felt uneasy. She knew he had done somethings when we was younger but she feared she might hear more of the story than she had known.

"I..showed emotions around you. I had almost forgot what the felt like, I didn't feel safe doing so, but with you I did. It was a struggle to hide them from you. But you were so beautiful, so kind to me..I couldn't help it. You still are.."

He sighed, "But at the time when we first met...I was and still am an assassin. I couldn't tell you, if I did I would have put you at risk, I didn't want you hurt because...because I love you." Talon had his mouth agape slightly, he rarely said it, she always did.

"Sona...I kill for a living. People hire me to kill other people, then I take their money and be on my way until the next guy comes along. I," his mouth now started to feel dry, "I enjoy most of the jobs I get, I'm good at this, I am good at killing, I-"

He was cut off by Sona gently placing a finger to his lips, she hovered above him and smiled. Locks of her hair hung down touching his skin ever so slightly, she pulled them behind her ears and came down to kiss him.

Talon kissed her back, it was soft and gentle but still filled with passion for each other. Sona sat up straight on her knees and placed her hands in her lap. The assassin blinked for a moment and sat up as well but still leaning on the pillows.

"...Y-You knew?" He asked looking at her as she smiled. Sona nodded her head and looked down to the sheets.

Talon put a hand to his forehead and scoffed, "W-What? How could you? But I was so careful, I hid everything. Blades, clothes, bodies, everything how did yo-"

He was cut off by another kiss, he groaned and took her shoulders, "Will you stop that!?" He growled, "I feel terrible right now and you're just kissing me. Aren't you angry in the least bit? I lied to you for months, I killed people for money, don't you care about that at all? Have you been listening to me?" He asked searching her eyes for the answer.

She nodded once, she took her hand to his chest and slowly caressed it. Talon's breath was shaking as she went over his almost healed wounds, he took her hands keeping her from doing more.

"Sona I...I don't know what to say, you're taking this all too well for me," he said hanging his head.

She pulled him into a hug, Talon hesitantly hugged her back and rested his head in the nape of her neck, "You're too good for me, I want you safe at all costs...no matter what."

She ran her fingers through his hair and rocked him back and forth, 'I love you.'

Talon tensed once again hearing those words in his mind, her voice was like a single drop of water in the rain, the first drop that was only meant for him.

"I love you too," he whispered.

She laid him down on the bed and rested on top of him. He held her tight, "I-I have to go out back again tonight," he spoke, "I'll come back to you."

Talon could feel her chest moving as she breathed, she had fallen asleep so quickly.

"I'll come back to you Sona...I promise," he sighed and closed his eyes, "I promise," he sighed before falling asleep with his dear Maven close to him.