I’ve seen the captain in action enough now to know that Starfleet made the right choice. He’s fearless. He’s relentless. And he doesn’t ask any of us to do anything he wouldn’t do himself.
from Star Trek Vol.4: “Hendorff”
# headcanon that cupcake is now jim kirk’s number one fan ever # like if he hears anyone dissing him he’ll loom over them and crack his knuckles # he has a poster of jim on his wall # he’s told the story of how they met in iowa about a thousand times to anyone who will listen # he told his mom to start calling him cupcake (tags via shoresleave)
Nice to know they have dyson hand dryers on the enterprise
[the other] stole the sky
I think these things are pretty safe.
Don’t pander with me kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in 13 seconds. A solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And while you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger, wrapped in darkness and silence.
take the con!
move, move… I can do zat, i can do zat!
in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the same time