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meantforsomethingbetter ~

send me a tumblr user’s url and I’ll tell you what I think of them

Deeeeaaaan, is super cute and should talk to me more because I miss when we chatted on Skype okay. You were one of the first people to reach out when I was truly down and I’ll always be attached to you in some way because of that. whoops you’re stuck with me.

[lonelysailings-archive-blog]

melon, peach, vanilla, and lilac, because i'm greedy as fuck ~

mutuals, send one ( or many )!status ;; accepting

melon - my first impression of you

I think what went through my head when I followed you was something along the lines of: ‘whOA crap I hope they follow me back because they’re so cool and oh god I just have this dorky Star Trek verse please love me’. And tbh that’s pretty much still what goes through my head whenever I look at your threads.

peach - what i like most about your blog

Only one thing? Jeez. Okay, well — I’m going to say how well you handle Jim in your writing. Because just — he’s not an easy character to portray. People like to simplify him, like to make it seem as though he’s only reckless and womanizing and charming, but he’s not just that. And I can see that in your writing. That makes me so ridiculously happy, you have no idea. <3

vanilla - what i like most about you

You are Jim Kirk. That’s been established tbh and I think I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t really freaking awesome.

lilac - why / how i started following you

I — have no clue, honestly. I’m pretty sure I found you through Ivan, though — I found most Star Trek blogs I follow through Ivan. I’m damn glad I did find you, though. <3

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melon, peach, and vanilla pls ~

                                              send me smells

melon :: my first impression of you

    well i first found you over on my gandalf blog & i'm quite sure     you were the first jim kirk i ran into on here. i was excited to     see a jim kirk around !!! & i thought you were fantastic !!!

peach :: what i like best about your blog

    there is too much i like about jim kirk, & your jim kirk     in particular, that i couldn't just pick one thing omg.

vanilla :: what i like most about you

    i like so many things about you, i love all my clones so much. also     you made talk about chris pine & his eyes & lbr chris pine is my life     source. i don't have too much to say about you other than that but     i should get more to say about you talk to me more ooc become my     best friend wtf

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meantforsomethingbetter replied to your post: netflix:*starts buffering mid-episode*...

i LOVE THAT YOUR MUM IS WATCHING MIDSOMER MURDERS ON NETFLIX OMG.

iT'S ALL SHE WATCHES. i've seen so many of them because i sit in the living room with her and she's just v passionate about barnaby and jones.

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“What kind of price did you agree to?”

meantforsomethingbetter​

  "What kind of price did I agree to?" Leonard echoes the question, eyes downcast and trained on his hands, words dull and monotone. He'd been surprised that the price for bringing Jim back hadn't been the trade of his own-- hadn't been a life for a life.

  No, it hadn't been something so simple. The faceless creature he'd dealt with, the thing that he'd spoken to (in action, if not even in words) had demanded one hefty price, in exchange for the safety of Jim's life twice over-- and Leonard had given it, had willingly given it. He knew just as well as anybody else the power of a willing sacrifice.

  When he turned to face Jim, he let him see the trembling in his hands, let him see the way they shook and never managed to stay still. "It didn't ask for anything tangible. Anything simple. Anything straight." He sucks in a deep breath, voice rough with unshed tears. "It wanted talent. Wanted something unique." Leonard's voice goes small and quiet, and he turns back to his hands, tucking them between his thighs, drawing in a shaky breath. "Jim..."