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sᴀʙᴇʀ, ᴀᴍᴍᴅᴀʀ & ᴍᴀʀǫ. fiora is the 3rd eldest child / the 2nd youngest of the four. the children of fontaine and kamiile laurent in order are : saber, ammdar, fiora & marq, w/ the former - most being the eldest. saber is a hardworking man, w/ well versed in the art of fencing ━ he is a part of the royal guards. he had always worked side - by - side w/ his father, being groomed to be the heir of the house laurent. he was v. keen on learning the ways of things, wanting to engage in responsibilities that would come along w/ his position. he was, initially, to be the head of the household instead of fiora. his relationship w/ her from the v. childhood was of a friendly rivalry that strayed into the wrong direction. both of the kids were competitive, fiora being the child prodigy and him being the most hardworking of all. the two would often fight, making petty bets, out of which fiora lost a lot. the elder was sharper, smarter, more curious than the younger siblings. the fact that fiora robbed him of his right, deeply hurt him. this was something that he did not deem acceptable ; attempting to bring her own sister down. ammdar is the most mysterious out of the siblings. he is the lone one out of the 3 brothers who supports fiora in whatever she does. the man is a natural charmer, quite manipulative with his words, but he is deeply cares for his sister. one rarely sees him out of his calm disposition. they also, rarely see him engaging in fencing or practicing. no one really knows how well he fights ; & b/c of this, he is the only brother who was never a part of the demacian military or wishes to participate in it. due to this v. reason, his father was always disappointed in him, citing the examples of saber to him ; though it never seemed to bother him. during their childhood, ammdar was the closest to fiora. they’d often read together or choose to sneak into the demacian out skirts. she had always asked him if he even liked fencing. he had simply digressed each time, saying that he’d rather see her rise instead of him, himself ; fiora eventually gave up, realising that she won’t be getting a straight answer out of him. marq, the youngest sibling was the most privileged & spoilt. the most extroverted out of the three, he is a great painter, though p. average w/ a needle. he is somewhat easily swayed by words, something saber took an advantage of to turn him against his own sister. his friendly disposition allows him to gain a lot of information in the name of gossip. although marq and fiora did not get to spend much time together, fiora respects his artistic talent. appreciating all forms of art & architecture is something that fiora picked up from him ; he had often told her about different eras that existed in demacia and the fashion & culture related to it. it was a bond that was slowly developing into something really strong prior to the intervention of saber which set these two quite apart.

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ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄs.

fiora is not a woman who indulges in politics, or even fully understands the concept of it. however, the fact that her brothers turned against her in an attempt to claim the title of the head of the house laurent, she has turned into someone who has to play the rules of their game. she watched others be the manipulator, whisper things, twist words to get their way. demacia was never a faction built on pure, nice intentions. fiora’s naivety. this was something she realised as she ventured outside of her sheltered home, into the real world.

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ғᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇ.

late fontaine laurent. former head of house laurent. he was killed in a duel by the hands of his own daughter, in order for her to redeem the family name. the man was a strict, stoic father of 4 children. he held great expectations out of all, w/ the least being from fiora since he deemed her of coming out of this ❛ phase ❜ of being like him & partaking in less ❛ masculine ❜ activities. & as we dwell into his past, kamille, his wife comes to find out that fontaine has malignant lung cancer from excess smoking but he asks her to keep this a secret, since he’d lose the title of the head to his younger brother coretin & his eldest son would no longer be the heir to the household since he wasn’t of age & was not fully equipped w/ the teachings at that moment.

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ᴋᴀᴍɪʟʟᴇ.

mother to fiora & her 3 brothers, kamille comes from a wealthy family. (though not of noble blood) kamille, rightfully meaning, ❛ free born ❜, too experienced patriarchy akin to what her daughter now experiences. she is a bold, outspoken woman, usually respected in the family for being wise, but often times is made to realise that she would never be one to lead along side her husband. her position lays below him. however, after his death, kamille was highly supportive towards her daughter. primarily b/c she wished to see her grow into a confident woman, breaking the old traditions of demacian noble houses. she was also the one to give fiora her blue steel rapier. fiora’s relationship w/ her mother is of a close one. kamille is someone who understands that fiora isn’t v. ladylike & respects it.

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ʜᴀɪʀ.

prior to her demotion from the royal guard post, fiora had brown hair. this was her natural hair colour. soon after the scandal broke out, fiora felt it was time for a change. she had dyed her hair to black & her bangs to a shade of vibrant pink. & upon her friend passing away, she decided to bleach out the pink into a white ; in a way, wanting to rid herself of her memories. fast forwardinng to times of realisation, fiora went back to her pink bangs in the regards of her memory & since it was a colour that had grown on her.

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Le cœur d'une femme est un océan de secrets.

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pramodavana

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“The heart of a woman is an ocean of secrets.”

(via frenchpoetry)

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Is poro! Is snuggly. Is adorable ram creature! Is here to help her sleep better, clearly!

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❛ Cold and alone, I lay awake, listening to the silent night. ❜

They called her the ice queen.A superior being, they said.Rose above them, living in her grand château ;laying on her land of soft white Earth.But it is not her fragrance on the fresh linens.Not the contrast of her dark hair,not the battered breaths of a terrified girl.There is silence, in voice, in sight, in touch.& she can only listen.

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❛ Darkness in my room, same as the night. ❜

Thrive in the dark,b/w the tendons of poisoned bodies,on the streets of cursed rituals.Noxus was his room, his home.& not an inch of uncertainty.His hands did not roam, did not search for a support ;he walks confidently.None on display, none to see.But he knows.Knows the axis of one and each.He sees.Everything.