"Hope."

oh my god, how? that's a pretty good question, why are you all here, seriously i'm terrible and slow and selective but aw, i love you all.

i'm not going to split these into groups because i adore every single one of you a heck load and you should all throw an ask at me for a thread

#-C

consultingsex ;; benji-tech-dunn ;; cybxrnetic ;; 72-reasons ;; captain-1701 ;; 

D-G

euglassiaxwatsonia ;; doctorblake ;; doctorate-of-help ;; finiis ;; excitus ;; duxastrorum ;; dammitimanurse ;; daughtersingh ;; drmbenga ;; fxmily ;; domxnae

H-K

khantbreathe ;; itsnotmyrealname ;; insurgi ;; itschristinechapel ;; kirkstarfleet

L-O

lionmxn ;; mortxs ;; monitoringyourxfrequency ;; odepius ;; logikos ;; medmccoy ;; 

P-S

scottiish ;; stbartsveteran ;; rp-trek-lock ;; rex-stellarum ;; studymy-ass

T-V

thefinestinthefleet ;; 

W-Z

Send me a “⊙﹏⊙” if you’ve been wanting to RP with me but are too shy to ask or start.

Fear, always fear or hatred or blood to kill him or imprison him. He didn’t want to throw it off, he wanted to hide in it. He wanted to hide, hide or die, and he could not die, he could not cope with himself, he could not physically hurt himself without help. Ever since he was born his father resented, hated him, he was weak, he wasn’t smart, and nothing like there others, all except his twin. He was never named by his parents, he was dead, he wasn’t suppose to exist, to live, and he did. Death, that was what he is. The very unknown, the shadow that haunts the living. No one likes death, the fear, hate, resent it and try to avoid it. Any thing with instincts to live fear him. Even without that title he was different.He was autistic, no one knew thin in this universe except him and handful. Speaking was hard, socializing even harder, and being accepted and like…To feel outside was hard and in areas alien, and inside…Only one person ever actually accepted him, and that was twin. This was his was to cope, to leave emotions and what meant to be human.