he doesn’t laugh so much anymore. the wayward ravenclaw who played loud muggle music at odd hours and had an answer for everything has been hardened by loss. he bares scars, proverbial and physical, but does not fear the monsters that lurk in the dark. his pale skin is mottled by a patchwork of bruises, the fresh a deep purple, the old a sallow colour somewhere between yellow and green. his scent is stale cigarette smoke and whiskey, and his uniform a beaten up leather jacket and thick boots with a rubber soul. but occasionally he will catch himself smiling at a sunrise, in the early hours when he is lying next to some beautiful creature who doesn’t know better. and that, he decides, will have to be enough.

he doesn’t laugh so much anymore. the wayward ravenclaw who played loud muggle music at odd hours and had an answer for everything has been hardened by loss. he bares scars, proverbial and physical, but does not fear the monsters that lurk in the dark. his pale skin is mottled by a patchwork of bruises, the fresh a deep purple, the old a sallow colour somewhere between yellow and green. his scent is stale cigarette smoke and whiskey, and his uniform a beaten up leather jacket and thick boots with a rubber soul. but occasionally he will catch himself smiling at a sunrise, in the early hours when he is lying next to some beautiful creature who doesn’t know better. and that, he decides, will have to be enough.

there are so many pbs i want to use and so little time

;____;

ok so i won’t be online until tuesday now because of moving/no internet at the new house until the router arrives

it should arrive tuesday

if not i’ll cry because i live alone and it’s so boring without the internet

but yeah i’ll miss the opening of vq and brave!!

but i might get my apps done without the internet to distract me i guess oops

if any of my buds are looking for a site, i have a request for a pacific rim themed jcink rp opening tomorrow!

check it out~

here’s the site tumblr~

The sun inside of him
rages like wildfire
and he is
gold
gold
gold
and he is
scorching the skin of my heart,
yet still he pretends
that he is safe for me to love,
that his hands are gentle,
that his fingerprints won’t be
seared into the notches of my spine.

The sun inside of him
could set the kingdom ablaze;
he knows this, he does.

And he still asks me to love him,
to face the flame.

Find me in the ashes.

— Emily Palermo, Apollo (via jaimelannister)
the midas touch - casper maier
chang and sword - cliff martinez ∙ beat the devil’s tattoo - black rebel motorcycle club ∙ deep cover - sun araw  ∙ blood of the lamb - billy bragg and wilco  ∙ bela lugosi’s dead - nouvelle vague  ∙ animus vox - the glitch mob  ∙ fight like gods - chelsea wolfe  ∙ ain’t no grave - johnny cash
listen here.

the midas touch - casper maier

chang and sword - cliff martinez ∙ beat the devil’s tattoo - black rebel motorcycle club ∙ deep cover - sun araw ∙ blood of the lamb - billy bragg and wilco ∙ bela lugosi’s dead - nouvelle vague ∙ animus vox - the glitch mob ∙ fight like gods - chelsea wolfe ∙ ain’t no grave - johnny cash
[x] Nicolas Simoes by IMMAX

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