#fierrum

[pantheon-god-of-war]

“And why on gods good earth is his BROTHER liking all of this commotion?!”

[voicecflight]

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Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

People should be able to question headcanons. Like, not in a way like : OH YOUR HEADCANON IS SO DUMB HOW DID YOU COME UP WITH THAT?’

But more along the lines of ‘hey that’s a neat headcanon, what’s your thought process behind it? Like, I see so many people with such interesting and diverse headcanons that I’m I WANT to know more but I’m afriad to ask and be interpreted in the wrong way, for exemple with more touchy headcanons such as sexuality and etc.

[miighted]

@fierrum

                The thunder of war rages around him, voices rallying to the sky, bellowed screams, the heavy bursts of metal on metal, metal into flesh. A hand axe had been driven into the Might’s side some time before ( how long, he doesn’t know; time becomes blurred in the fervor of battle ). The blood that was steadily pouring from his side had stained the leather of his armor, though he waged on as a stalwart tower of a man. There was a dull ache in his body that he only vaguely registered, but it was ultimately irrelevant to the trained warrior that he was. He had spent his entire life training to be a soldier, it was all Garen knew. 

                That’s why when an axe was falling to strike his shoulder, Garen had turned and raised his sword to stop the blow. The force of it still made his heels dig into the blood stained mud beneath him as he fought back against the heavy weight, his teeth grit together while he supported his sword with his other hand. With a great amount of a force, he managed to shove back against its wielder— none other than the Hand of Noxus himself, Darius. The sight of the man, the head of his opposition, stirred a fire in the Demacian’s blood that made itself known in the deep furrow of his brows and the grimace on his blood stained face. 

                Garen readied himself once again, this time facing the man with his great sword drawn in his hands, starring at the General as if he were starring down a barrel. He felt no fear as he faced the other soldier; as always, he was ready to fight him. 

[testbelial-blog]

hhhhe

response!

[feyquil]

🏆!

how do u feel abt my rakan?

!!!!! THANK UUU FOR THIS ;__;

[bikmui-a]

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[Noodle rates people | @fierrum | accepting]

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | noFavorite thing about them: his very visible strength and power (v e r y sexy)Least favorite thing about them: how serious he looks

[ofironloyalty]

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❝ it is not easy for me to admit but i often found myself curious about his reasons behind his loyalty towards such bloodthirsty nation. what a waste of spirit and strength. carrying siblings into wars is proven to be unwise, but he shall learn soon enough, as i have, once. ❞

@fierrum /  prompted.

[shnpo-aa]

        ‘   you’re gonna get wrinkles, you know.   ‘   it’s meant teasingly, another playful quip saved by the bite of her tongue.   (   she couldn’t push his buttons as far as his brother’s, but, lord, was it fun.   )    

‘  there’s another furrowed brow.  ‘   katarina laughs devilishly, a deep  +  hearty laugh that bore petals from her chest, up unto her throat. she’s a temptress. he knows that. and when she’s not working   ----   her mind easily grows bored, skin itching for some sort of stimulation.    ‘   draven and i have a bet, you know.   this is number twenty - two.   ‘    /    @fierrum​