#daredbetter

[paramounticebound]

this is rlly random but i've seen you in the st community for like a THOUSAND YEARS it seems so just thank u to sticking it out and being a staple :3

This has been sitting in my inbox for a while, because I’ve been sobbing over it time and time again. Thank you so much! I don’t know how well I am at sticking it out with my frequent hiatuses, but writing Khan has yet to cease being fun. I hope to be around for a while longer. Thank you again, you lovely person!

[infiinitepossibilities-blog]

@ pike; i don't want your faith to go to waste.

"That’s for me to be concerned with. Only thing that concerns you is... Well, how do we fix this?”

He made a sweeping gesture toward the window where another version of the Enterprise could be seen. whatever universal schism had brought them in contact wasn’t there anymore and that seemed like a rather large issue as far as he was concerned.

[foundbravery-blog]

[  @daredbetter  |  starter call  |  lyrics  ]

“ You're putting up your armor when you leave. And you leave because you're certain of who you want to be. ”

[empathicstars]

@daredbetter, continued from here

❝        don’t say that.       ❞          she knows everything’s gone to shit.   knows there’s a pretty good chance they’ll be stuck on the god-forsaken planet for a while.    but it’s against her nature to be anything but optimistic,   no matter how cold the realities were.    so she does what she does best  :   talk.

 ❝     i’ve got you,  and we’re gonna be fine.    it’d be pretty shitty of me to let a new friend die in a place like this,  wouldn’t it?    they say a lot of things about me,  but i swear,  i’m not that bad.    i am pretty selfish though,  and i want to get to know you better.   so you’re not allowed to talk like that,  or think like that,   got it ?       ❞

                            ASK MEME      /      @empathicstars

   The breath that Aella releases is not, she recognizes, as stable as she wishes it, or attempts to will it. She closes expressive black eyes, leans her head back -- attempts to erase the pain buzzing and boiling in her body, the memories roiling in her head. Attempts to focus on the other’s words. New friend. Amusing. Strange. ‘Friend’. “Yes, sir,” she murmurs, anyway -- though it is clear from the tonality in her voice that she is unconvinced. 

   “... What is it you wish to know?”