#firuz

[postcard-from-the-past]

Firuz Bey Mosque near Veliko Tarnovo, Bulgaria

Bulgarian vintage postcard

[jagopolis]

Goretober day 8 - vivisection

[wordsmithic]

Firuz descends from the rooftops while the rest of our team remains high to watch for unwanted Isior visits. Under the light turquoise coat and the archaic folds of his shirt, he conceals bulletproof pads, pistols, and knives. He would pass for a passerby if not for the two glaives with Damascus steel blades crossed on his back. A golden mask conceals his face, fixed with a headband around his ancient-style turban of noblemen that covers his military-short black hair and bronzed neck.

♠️Strength, beauty, and focus are Firuz's greatest gifts. A seasoned warrior from the ancient nation of Elam is now tasked to protect the world's biggest secret. As a shapeshifter, he does not consider having a face his obligation, so he often hides it under an old warrior mask of the Persian empire. Inspired by the Persian hero Rostam, he's an unmoving rock for the people around him.

Project (WIP): The Other Evil

♠️commission by chadwickvo

[salmankhanholics]

★ … #Salman Khan with Russian Actor Firuz and With Russian Fans, Nkorny and Alexey in Russia! #Tiger3

-August 2021

[wordsmithic]

✎  Excerpts from The Other Evil

✹  Sarita and Firuz from the story drawn by @emptyspace008​  ✹

[jagopolis]

Goretober day 6 - wet specimen.

No actual gore today. We'll get back to it tomorrow. I had to draw an absolutely soggy guy.

[mentallyimwrappedinablanket]

As you know, Jihan, I was born in Levan in the depths of Blood Nation’s valleys,” Firuz said, his voice low, his gaze distant as he talked of his past. “My parents are Shadow Guards, making my blood pure. They gave me to the Quadrum at the age of three. I drank the Quadrum’s elixirs and lived their training. When I had lived two decades, the choice to leave and start a family was given to me. I refused it, favoring the Quadrum and the life of a Shadow Guard. It is where I’m happiest, Jihan. It is my choice to protect.”

“I heard one of you serves the Queen of Tanad,” Jihan said, folding his arms on his lap. “Surely, you would wish for such a life.”

“Don’t insult my choice to defend your twelve year old self,” Firuz said. “When I met you, you were an angry child, Jihan. The only things you lived for were to succeed and protect your sister. If your family had not made the plea to the Quadrum for a Shadow Guard, I fear you might be long dead by now.”

“I wasn’t that bad,” Jihan said, with a sigh.

Firuz chuckled.

“I remember accepting the order to find you. I left Levan thinking you were a quiet twelve year old that needed babysitting at the most."

I think I missed how old Firuz was when I first read this and I pictured him as basically being the same age as Jihan and this little kid showing up out of nowhere to protect this other little kid (which I still kind of like the idea of) but him being twenty already does make more sense considering his physical skills and abilities.

When am I going to get a book centered on the shadow guards 😔

Spoilery thought below the cut

Ooooh so this means Aoi would have been about twenty when she came to guard Rahsan as well! It makes me wonder how old Kyra was when she got a shadow guard? I'd imagine around the same age considering the pattern? Maybe a little older since she would have had a little more protection than some of the others considering she's a princess?

[mentallyimwrappedinablanket]

He shook his head and turned to Firuz.

“Go break his arms for me,” Jihan said to Firuz.

“Why?” Firuz asked, meeting his gaze, his tone bored.

“He touched my sister!” Jihan yelled. “Now do it!”

Jihan being overly dramatic my beloved <3

Firuz sighed and crossed the distance to Ishan.

Jihan gave Ishan points for not running when Firuz approached him. Ishan’s arms dropped to his sides, and he bit his bottom lip when Firuz took his left arm. Nervous energy wrapped around him as Firuz tightened his grip.

Firuz *sigh* just another Tuesday

Ishan *sweats nervously*

“Start with his right,” Jihan said, feeling mean.

“You’re not serious about this, are you?” Ishan asked, his tone wavering, his worried gaze on Jihan now. “Jihan, come on, you’re my brother.....

......Jihan said, shaking his head. “How could you—?”

Jihan NO ansjsksk I love that Ishan starts to question whether or not he's bluffing 💀

Firuz gripped Ishan’s right arm and smiled at Ishan.

“Don’t fault me for this, Lord Gura. I’m bound to him so I have to do what he wants.”

Ishan sighed and nodded his hair a mess around his shoulders. He looked like a crazy man losing his wits even as he desperately tried to cling to them.

“Firuz, it’s not your fault. I know my friend’s temper.... I can't fault him right now. This is a lot to take in. Make sure to make it easy for me to heal. I know it will be painful…”

Ishan continued, as Firuz delayed his orders.

This part kills me they're both so civil while talking about breaking his arms akskkdkddkks LOVE that no one holds anything against Firuz <3 they know he's just doing his job. Firuz just casually stalling while Jihan calms down, he knows Jihan to well he knows when Jihan is being a ✨drama king✨