stars, hold your fires

Month: December, 2015

when all else fails

He could handle this; if he couldn’t last a day and a half with his nephew, how could he ever last if he had children of his own?


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punk’s not dead

“I was always proper punk rock,” she warned him, narrowing her eyes lined in black.

“Yeah, Hazelnut,” Ares deadpanned back, “and I’m a proper classic violinist.”


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