okay but for real jim kirk would be one of those dads. a kid trotting up to him like “dad, i’m hungry.”
“hi hungry,” jim replies. “i’m dad.”
a one-quarter vulcan kid trotting up to him. “dad, i am experiencing the sensation of hunger.”
“hi, experiencing the sensation of hunger,” jim replies. “what a mouthful. why didn’t we name you something shorter? anyway, i’m dad. no need to be so formal.”
“let me help”
1×28 the city on the edge of forever // 1×29 operation: annihilate!
All I got left is my bones
#the fact that mccoy is a mess here but his hands don’t shake once because they’re trained not to #steady as a drumbeat and all grace under pressure #speaking in wide vowels and heavy consonants that take up space uncompromisingly and weigh the air down like ballast #i’ve watched this scene a billion times and there are two distinct halves to it #the half where jim looks cornered and the half where he doesn’t #and right smack in between those is this moment where he glances down right where bones’s hands would be unscrewing the flask #and when bones drinks from it his eyes linger there half a beat too long like they’re honing in on something before skittering away #suddenly boom there it is jim kirk letting his guard down just a little just enough that the breathing comes easy #for this total stranger with the steadiest hands he’s ever seen (tags via leighway)