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“Shyvana, my child. The day you were born, things for me changed. It was not your fault, and I know that regret looms deep within your heart. I understand that is where the fury first began to burn. A Wallowing hatred not for others who fear you, or those who oppose you, but of yourself. But wallow no further. You are the child of an enigma…you are an entity that is destined for greatness. Not because of your power, but because of your pain.”
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(( Latest of any LoL Wallpapers i’ve done. I thought I liked it, but I guess I could do something else to it later. For now, enjoy. ))
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(( For Munday. <3 I know I havent been around for a while, so I suppose i’ll play along with the new people who’ve yet to see who makes the Wings of Fury…so damn sexy. ROFL xD Though Jaacqs has me beat ;^; AND YES …i’m wearing a shirt guys. xD This was taken at a hotel BTW. Pretty old actually. Just sayin. ))
summoner-adam asked: "Yes, lets kick his metal face in, so to speak."
“Hmm. ..not sure he has a face dear.”
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A toothy smile seemed to appear on the frost-dragon’s scaly lips. His wings were spread proudly as he took his new monstrous, yet somehow majestic form. As much as he would like to talk about how he was able to transform, now that he was in this dragonic state, he would rather use actions to speak for him.
“THANK YOU SHYVANA. BUT NOW THAT I AM LIKE THIS FOR THE TIME BEING, WHY DON’T WE HAVE ANOTHER FIGHT FOR OLD TIME’S SAKE?”
“Ha …” She chuckled before bursting in sparodic laughter. Finally a challenge of Dragons? Of course she obliged. Her form roaring over in flames until she burst from within, revealing the newer icy form, complete with icy spikes upon her face that glared within the light like glowing diamonds. Her voice now, raspy and much more fericous she replies with a sinister cackle, “HAH! LET US SEE WHAT YOU’VE GOT!”
The Dragons Blood within him was taking its cold furious effect on him; he was itching for a good fight. The moment Shyvana had taken her own icy form, Kuryu stomped the ground once more and hovered in the air. Like a raging blizzard, he spun in the air and created a tundra storm that began to charge quickly towards Shyvana. As the storm charged towards her, Kuryu charged relentlessly towards her while in the cover of the icy tornado. It was clear he had quite a few tricks up his sleeve.
Watching an asslike this had her rather enthused. Though in her mind she formulated various ways to go about the battle. She took the head-on tactic. Covering her body in a icy-inferno, she rushed forward and leapt directly into the head of his little display of ‘making tornado’s. Using her arm and shoulder, she knew the collision would undoubtly knock him into the ground if not hurting her arm in the process. But a risk was always more worthy to take than it was to let it slide away.As predicted, Shyvana leaped head-on and balls-deep towards him. It always sort of inspired Kuryu how she fought without any sort of second thought. As she approached, the dragon pulled off a formidable maneuver. He began to “ride” the storm, using his wings to propel him upward and following the direction of the tornado: he was flying in a swift circular motion.
Shyvana leaped into the storm, and she hit nothing but ground as the storm passed her. Not long after, Kuryu reappeared from the storm used the momentum of the strong winds to leap dangerously fast towards the other dragon. He brought his claw down on her without hesitation, but knowing that she would most likely retaliate, the glacial winds that surrounded him offered a protective shield as well as a coating of thick ice that surrounded his body. He prepared himself for what was to happen next.
As expected the boy who’d grown used to the woman’s tactis actually took to a more passive tactic. As she found herself being slowed into the ground, she used the front wing to slow her descent and found herself thudding into the ground feet first, taking merely a second to catch herself. Inhaling on the way down, on the other hand,m gave her time to prepare her secondary weapon. The Cold Fire. As the child approached, she waited for the right time, and then, the exhale followed.
Cold flares were aimed to take out the eyes and temporary blind with their icy sting. A form of pain that remsebled being burned by flames, yet for the moment felt as cold as ice. A more metaphoric explanation of the term, Freezer Burnm, really. Cute as his attempt may have been, he failed to leave her without a secondary assault and that is where she often had an advantage.
Frost Burns, Frozen Skin, Kuryu has been through it all. Even on occasion, his eyes would suffer the wrath of winter. Having lived in the snow for practically his whole life, he has grown used to any sort of ailment that the cold would throw at him. The ice that Shyvana had shot into his eyes was merely child’s play to him. However, he was still blind. This did not stop him though. He knew that he had to use his other sense to detect his enemy. Using his ears and his sensitive smell, he pinned the location of his opponent…
To his right-!
Before Shyvana could even react, Kuryu’s flurry continued. He used his own empowered frost breath straight into the other dragon’s face, covering it in tundra completely. He wasted no time to strike again, charging forward with a mighty headbutt and followed by fearsome strike from his claws.
Luckily, being on the ground gave her the ability to get a slight breather. A low growl released from her core roamed through the air. When he attacked with his own iced breath, she covered herself with use of her wings. But with his persistent attacks, she soon felt him upon her and his claws scrapped across the iced exterior of her draconian frame. Moving somewhat out of his range, she huffed for a moment and gave credit where it was due.
“HEH! IT HAS BEEN…QUITE SOME TIME SINCE I FOUGHT LIKE THIS. I AM RATHER RUSTY IT SEEMS. TELL ME CHILD, HAVE YOU KILLED, YET?!”
Source: thewingsoffury
We are all used to baring sins. But the Real sin …is averting your eyes.
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“It feels good to be back. Heh. I see you’ve missed these flames. Let them embrace you.”
Source: claw333ayane
(( O.o…Uhhh? Yeah. Moving on. ))
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lux-theladyofluminosity:
askkatarinathesinisterblade:
arrowfromthefrost:
lux-theladyofluminosity:
timetogetourhandsdirty:
lux-theladyofluminosity:
ask-the-evil-yordle:
lux-theladyofluminosity:
thekawaiiod:
Lux: Isn’t it.. too tight ? by ~Yume—Hino
hmm not sure how I feel about this lol
(((Wat.))
“well then lux. has ez seen it im sure he’d go red in the face haha!”
“Oh boy! No way!”
“Hey Lux. Nice bikini. Where can I get me one of those?”
“Ask Garen. He picked it out for me!”
“That’s so wrong..”
(((Do you guys not see the overly incestuous tones in this picture?…lol…
Lux x Garen is rather popular for some reason…personally it grosses me out…))
((I ignore these incestuous tones. Because it personally disgusts me too. HAAHHAHA))
(( Incest is popular in fantasy. More so because it is of no true consequence. A Person can enjoy the desires of doing something they normally wouldnt of course arouses most. But, I understand it is a perference. I merely like to input for good measure. ))
Source: thekawaiiod
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A toothy smile seemed to appear on the frost-dragon’s scaly lips. His wings were spread proudly as he took his new monstrous, yet somehow majestic form. As much as he would like to talk about how he was able to transform, now that he was in this dragonic state, he would rather use actions to speak for him.
“THANK YOU SHYVANA. BUT NOW THAT I AM LIKE THIS FOR THE TIME BEING, WHY DON’T WE HAVE ANOTHER FIGHT FOR OLD TIME’S SAKE?”
“Ha …” She chuckled before bursting in sparodic laughter. Finally a challenge of Dragons? Of course she obliged. Her form roaring over in flames until she burst from within, revealing the newer icy form, complete with icy spikes upon her face that glared within the light like glowing diamonds. Her voice now, raspy and much more fericous she replies with a sinister cackle, “HAH! LET US SEE WHAT YOU’VE GOT!”
The Dragons Blood within him was taking its cold furious effect on him; he was itching for a good fight. The moment Shyvana had taken her own icy form, Kuryu stomped the ground once more and hovered in the air. Like a raging blizzard, he spun in the air and created a tundra storm that began to charge quickly towards Shyvana. As the storm charged towards her, Kuryu charged relentlessly towards her while in the cover of the icy tornado. It was clear he had quite a few tricks up his sleeve.
Watching an asslike this had her rather enthused. Though in her mind she formulated various ways to go about the battle. She took the head-on tactic. Covering her body in a icy-inferno, she rushed forward and leapt directly into the head of his little display of ‘making tornado’s. Using her arm and shoulder, she knew the collision would undoubtly knock him into the ground if not hurting her arm in the process. But a risk was always more worthy to take than it was to let it slide away.As predicted, Shyvana leaped head-on and balls-deep towards him. It always sort of inspired Kuryu how she fought without any sort of second thought. As she approached, the dragon pulled off a formidable maneuver. He began to “ride” the storm, using his wings to propel him upward and following the direction of the tornado: he was flying in a swift circular motion.
Shyvana leaped into the storm, and she hit nothing but ground as the storm passed her. Not long after, Kuryu reappeared from the storm used the momentum of the strong winds to leap dangerously fast towards the other dragon. He brought his claw down on her without hesitation, but knowing that she would most likely retaliate, the glacial winds that surrounded him offered a protective shield as well as a coating of thick ice that surrounded his body. He prepared himself for what was to happen next.
As expected the boy who’d grown used to the woman’s tactis actually took to a more passive tactic. As she found herself being slowed into the ground, she used the front wing to slow her descent and found herself thudding into the ground feet first, taking merely a second to catch herself. Inhaling on the way down, on the other hand,m gave her time to prepare her secondary weapon. The Cold Fire. As the child approached, she waited for the right time, and then, the exhale followed.
Cold flares were aimed to take out the eyes and temporary blind with their icy sting. A form of pain that remsebled being burned by flames, yet for the moment felt as cold as ice. A more metaphoric explanation of the term, Freezer Burnm, really. Cute as his attempt may have been, he failed to leave her without a secondary assault and that is where she often had an advantage.
Source: thewingsoffury
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