fire and ice and everything nice.

but the most beautiful things in life are not just things, they're people, and places, memories, and pictures they're feelings and moments and smiles and laughter aiden connolly hephaestus var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5520050"; var ref =(''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src ="//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=%&e2=%&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5520050"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=%&e2=%&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

[bacchusvevo]

mythology moodboards: hephaestus

When I was a child I’d sit for hours Staring into open flames Something in it had a power Could barely tear my eyes away

[mushi-and-junior]

greek mythology moodboards: HEPHAESTUS

god of blacksmiths, craftsmen, artisans, sculptors, fire, volcanoes

[godofxfire]

          open.

“Sorry, we’re closin',” Aiden turned when he heard footsteps, overalls hanging loose around his hips. “Oh. Ya look pretty rough. Do ya need help with your car?”

[godofxfire]

war-personified:

‘Fuckin ‘ell,’ Cain groaned through gritted teeth, clutching an arm wound that appeared to be bleeding a bit more than you might see on a Thursday evening stroll, which was — well — a lot. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said to the face that appeared slightly mortified by the gripped wound. ‘Ain’t all that bad but I could use your help for two seconds if you’ve got it, yea?’

Aiden hated blood. It was one of the only things that made him weak. So, this stranger bleeding out in the driveway of his shop was making him uneasy. He wanted to turn him away, say he was ‘busy,’ but something told him not to (cruse that part of him), and he gave a nod. “I’ll get ya a rag,” he muttered, turning to find a clean cloth in his shop. He tossed it at the other, not wanting to get too close. 

[godofxfire]

tricksterori:

“Okay, listen, I found your wallet on the ground,” Rian lied as she reluctantly handed it over, a poker face although she was kicking herself for getting caught, “I was just about to look at the ID to return it.” 

Aiden snatched the leather back, sliding it back into his pocket. “Sure,” he grumbled. “It’s strange, though --- my wallet wasn’t in my pocket in the first place.”

[godofxfire]

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