quark watches star trek season 2 episode 12
wow what a conveniently expository conversation theyre having just after beaming down
no chekov dont enter the spooky building
holy shit a dead dude
yep that dude sure is dead
holy shit alive people
weirdly loud and intense music
obviously old people think theyre in their late 20s. uh oh
old guy: "elaine was so beautiful. so beautiful."
kirk: :T
yes kirk we get it ur into blondes
"old friend" ok so shes his ex. how many exes does this dude have
"when my husband died" so shes single. alright
i think i realized why i find so many of the Kirk Romances boring and annoying and only some of them fun and interesting. most of them are entirely on the basis of "shes blonde and hot and likes him because hes blonde and hot," and all the interesting ones actually establish chemistry and tension and its not just showing that theyre attracted to each other, its showing WHY. and then the boring ones just assume u understand why kirk wants to bang this blonde chick of the week. i actually dont. shes boring, show me why he wants her
obviously plot relevant comet mentioned off-handedly by spock as having not been investigated
kirk having memory troubles methinks
it seems the whole crew is becoming Old
topless kirk <3 thaaaanks <3333
kirks definitely having memory troubles
kirks tummy is so good
kirk has Body Pains
mccoy has gray hairs. theyre all entering their dilf eras
mckirk sexual tension
kirk has arthritis. lmao
they tried to make kirk look like hes balding by just slicking back his hair. he looks kinda goofy
mccoy looks ancient
mccoys southern accent is coming out
whoever wrote this episode thinks aging is horrifying
off-screen lady is off-screen
ok blonde doctor lady is starting to get interesting. my favorite part of this is that kirk points out that she talks like spock. interesting of u to say abt a lady ur hot for kirk.
blonde doctor lady is into dilf kirk. aight
honestly they didnt make kirk very dilfy :/ they shouldnt have slicked his hair back like that, it looks silly
kirk calls out that blonde doctor lady is into older men
alright this is a good love interest. im cool with this
chekov is grumpy
kirks memory troubles are starting to become problematic
kirks napping <3
woah so crazy how the comet was plot relevant
kirk you gotta go take another nap or something
weird tinfoil dildo
spock says Its Too Cold
commodore guy says kirk is getting too stupid to be captain
"this isnt gonna hurt a bit" "thats what you said the last time!" "did it hurt?" "yes!"
dead lady
kirk is obviously insecure
spock were in crisis i think its fine if kirk repeats himself sometimes for a bit. give him time to fix this
mccoys napping <3
kirk is canonically 34
kirk is grounded
kirks being funny <3
kirk does make a good point that theyre wasting time they could spend fixing this problem
commodore dude immediately makes dumb decisions
kirk as a rambling old man is fun to watch
hes acting like a jilted lover with spock. i love this show
the camera is still obsessed with kirks ass
hahahaha this show thinks radiation poisoning can be treated
commodore dude forgot about the space cold war
kirk is once again in restraints
"it could cure or kill" so itll obviously work
kirk has no fear of death
camera is weirdly focused on kirks crotch
yes lets zoom on his crotch while he writhes on the bed in pain. i couldnt make this shit up if i tried
commodore dude doesnt know shit about the space cold war
kirk is Fine now. damn i almost forgot how sexy he is
kirk is so good at captaining
the romulans should know that kirk would never blow up his ship. dont they even watch star trek
mcspock banter
"well, gentlemen, all in all, an experience well remember in our old age- /stops, reaches for his back with a surprised and thoughtful expression, then adjusts so it looks like hes just holding his hand on his hip/ ...which wont be for some while, i hope" youre 34 kirk it happens
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what the... fuck?
yet again we start off with a cutscene that looks like its from a completely different game... or low quality anime
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...why are we starting off in court
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âwho brings a defendant to his own trial lateâ
why... is this sentence not processingÂ
for the life of me i have no idea what that means;
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simon: you can just SCARE the judge into not giving a fuck about shit like being late, or threatening people under the guise of clever psychological manipulation!
also hi again simon
are you ready to be fun and likeable and not awful ?? I'm excited!
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âi wish he'd stop treating me like a child all the timeâ
hey, old habits die hard.
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simons already doing well by being an overprotective dork... so far so good. dont disappoint me, samurai.
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our defendant is drunk
weâre off to an excellent start!
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what... accent is this...
oh its drunkinese okÂ
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âthree sheets to the windâ
ive never heard that one
maybe they can get away with having a drunk guy but they cant actually say drunk?
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somebody get this guy some raw eggs and hotsauce??
wow hes drunk enough to be close to vomiting? heâs not acting hungover so I'm assuming that heâs been drinking up till now. and simon was last with him, so...
yeah I'm blaming simon for this
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âive known athena longer than ive known buckyâ
âive frequented his soba restaurantâ
contradiction! simon was in jail up until very recently, and knew Athena for a very short period of time during her childhood. unless he met Bucky right after taking care of athena, itâs not possible that heâs known her longer. that or i guess he could just walk right out of jail to get noodles.
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âmeat slapped between slabs of bread...â
oh no ya dont, translation team. you made your burger bed, now you have to lie in it. no mocking the joke now.
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quit being so tsundere simon. and yes I'm giving you the luxury of being tsundere and not just an asshole whoâd prefer the company of men he once tried to cut to ribbons just because Athenaâs a girl. because I'm in a good mood today!
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a) scariest ringtone to date
b) he runs that place alone?? sucks to be buck
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please stop doing the vomit animation its making me uncomfortableÂ
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âthis is no time for idle chatterâ
oh simon, you obviously dont know what a chekovâs... um, conversation is.
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wow so not only are we starting in the court room, but Sadmad said his prayers already. This is shaping up to be a rushed case.
...because obviously this is just filler before we get back to the Oh-So Delightful Adventures in Lawyer Land
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edgeworth called him back for this case?? ...why???
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Sadmad: I could be less horrible now that I owe the WAA a favourOR I could threaten to send a young lady to hell for just doing her job!!!! GO SADMAD, GO SADMAD
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...dont call her a spring chick.
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wait wait MAY 12TH?!
They just finished Mayaâs trial and Edgeworth hauls Sadmad back to America over night?? How the fuck does Sadmad think heâs more prepared than us?? He had about the same amount of time to prepare!
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Iâve got a good feeling about this case
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Sadmad just let that poor butterfly rest jfc the aesthetic isn't that importantÂ
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âthis guy stole the deed to this other guys shop, so other guy KILLED HIM to get it backâ
yes, brilliant deduction, not an overreaction at all
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Sadmad, you literally got back here at like 1 am last night. Go fuck yourself and leave Athena alone.
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So Apolloâs a  red pepper, Athenaâs an egg yolk... But there arenât any blue foods, so Phoenix is just stuck being called âputridâ in general.
Anyway cut Athena some slack. Sheâs already progressed far beyond having a breakdown in court because someone talked over her.Â
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SEXY PAN UP SHOT FOR SIMON BLACKQUILL,
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âSimon!! You didnt tell me you were taking the stand!!!â
âThere wasnât time...â
no time at all during that 5 minutes you spent in the lobby. But I'm laughinâ so Iâm not judging. Also I missed that theme...
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AW Â YIS
THROW DOWN SIMON
heâs the lesser of two evils this time; I'm ready to back him up! Simon in the blue corner, ding ding!!!!
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half-awake sadmad looks up ârakugoâ on wikipedia at 3 am
âyeah that should do itâ
...and memorizes the whole article apparently
(coughmartystucough)
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Sadmad: No wasting time!! This soul must get to the afterlife post-haste! Youâre all putrid lumps of fecal matter for putting off the last riââ wait, an opportunity to gloat?! Hold onto your hats, baby! The next twenty minutes are mine!!!
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(weeps) thank you Athena
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simon will remember this (you blackguard)
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sexy pan up shot forââ oh, it really is a âsexyâ pan up shot this time
except for those... soulless eyes...
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aw nuts she has that drone-y X people theme.Â
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OH GODÂ
OH GOD YOUR BOOBS
THAT WOULD HURT SO FUCKING MUCH
IM CLUTCHING MY CHEST JUST THINKING ABOUT IT
but I'm also chortling at the booby jokes teehee
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âNever show sadness! Smile, smile, smile! With a twisty-twist-twist!â
Hey, itâs the new motto of ace attorney! Your self worth is based solely on how well you can cover up your less palatable feelings! Yaaaay!!
...also Iâm calling it now, she did it.
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i think her balloons are pretty impressive, athena
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420 WE GOT ONE FOLKS
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âSad Monk Sadmahdiâ
simon, youre gaining brownie points fast
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Lang Zi says... Oh, uh I mean, the Kooraheenist Bible says......
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âIâm checking in with the big tough old man prosecutor because i underestimate this small, young, female defence attorneyâ
I'm getting flashbacks to Turnabout Beginnings. and not good ones.Â
You kick it, girl. tell them off.
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nice! the judge is on our side!
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why did she mention the dog barking a lot if it was only because he was hungry?
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that is one hongry dog
something about the dog just burying the rest of the food is making me laugh
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oh so that was important eh
hmm
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has athena always done this double-slam thing, or is this new?
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Athena: Witness, I think you mightâve been lying a little bitÂ
Sadmad: Vile hitler-satan, I cast you down to hell for your debauchery, how dare you insinuate that this case has more to it than what is readily viewable on the surface? Tsk tsk, so inexperienced, so putrid,Â
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âWhat? The gallery doesnât get a say in this!â
Theyâre not a jury, you know!!!
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âWhy is the whole gallery siding with prosecutor sadmadhi?â
itâs because heâs hot, athena. thats the only reason anybody likes him.
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tbh I'm actually pretty proud of Athena
same time last year Sadmad would have put her in a panic-stupor. but not today. Kudos on working that out, kiddo. Youâre moving up!
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...wait a minute
âwith a little push, you could succumb to despairâ
>despair
does Sadmad know? Does he know about her PTSD? If so... Heâs deliberately TRYING TO TRIGGER HER SO THAT HE CAN WIN THE CASE?!
WHAT THE FUCK
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oh boy!! OH BOY!! a dying message!!! THOSE ARE FOOL PROOF, AS PROVED BY EVERY SINGLE CASE IN THIS SERIES TO CONTAIN ONE!!
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âThat makes perfect sense, doesn't it!â
Yes... the man who suffocated to death somehow had time to leave a clue to his killer...
...you do realize that to be suffocated, the killer has to be there the whole time, right? if thereâs nothing in his lungs and no trace of poison in his stomach, then it has to have been manual suffocation, either by strangulation (though we have yet to hear about any marks on his neck) or by covering his mouth and nose.Â
so youre implying that rather than fighting back, the old coot rearranged a bunch of playing cards... in plain view of his aggressor
yet again, Sadmad makes a brilliant fool proof deduction.
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ohhh my god heâs still trying to do it. HEâS STILL TRYING TO TRIGGER HER. I SWEAR TO FUCK, heâs been tolerableââ very thinly tolerable up until now. But this is just disgusting. This is brazen, malicious cheating. I donât care if he turns out to be jesus himself when the inevitable âurhurhur he was good all along!!â twist shows up; Iâm not forgetting this.
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Damnit , Athena, donât fucking listen to him. Donât listen to a word he fuckin says.
Man Iâve never been so happy to see Simon. Little bit of the pot-calling-the-kettle-black here since Simonâs MO is to threaten and manipulateââ err, ah, use psychology!! to influence people, but I hate Sadmad so much that I donât care.
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âTo think, you were so easily manipulated by his parlour tricks...â
Watch it, Simon. Youâre the lesser of two evils this time, but that doesnât exempt you from criticism. As a psychologist, you should know WHY it worked so well on Athena and you should be SENSITIVE about it.Â
Youâre cleared of all charges, remember?? You donât have to pretend to be a douchebag to keep up your ill-thought-out plan anymore.
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âIâm not girding up anything in this skirt!â
well i just don't know what to say to that
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Oh boy here comes Uendo.
Everyone seems to love him so Iâm hoping heâll be a reprieve from Sadmadâs......... everythingÂ
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Sexy pan up shot of... a guy on a bunch of flower bags. With his own theme song!
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so far I'm loving his animations and I'm always a slut for shitty puns!!
letâs see... blush stickers for the goofy one, hair forwards and eyeshadow for the lady. Clever little things that make each one of his characters different. He's definitely a fun character so far!
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ah I'm really enjoying his dialogueÂ
ill bet the translators had a ball with this
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won't you PLEASE laugh at my PUN!!!
its ok uendy, i thought it was good.
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âSilence is more precious than diamondsâ, eh?
I can definitely see which Sadmad values more...
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ooh a spit take! not since godot have we been blessed... also i notice they've dialled up the rock guitar in Athenaâs theme. Personally donât see it as an improvement but eh
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âyes, making it look like the man drowned was obviously because the culprit hated him and wanted to desecrate his corpse instead of getting the fuck out of there quicker like any killer wouldâ
not to make it look likeÂ
heâd drowned in the bowl
to throw off the police.
of course not; thatâd be too obvious.
another win for the great Sadlock Madholmes.
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wait did Sadmad just say Objection?? I thought he didnt do that
also; duel of the growly voices
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prosecutor sad monk. simonâs still a dick but at least his dickishness spreads to  people i dont like :3
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ooh i love it when i can rearrange physical pictures
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âyou can put the cards back in their right place but if you cant explain them then youre fuckedâ
ever thought that maybe theyre irrelevant to the case and theyre just... cards?? sadmad??
i mean i know theyre not but they could easily have just been on the table when the murder happened. they could stand for absolutely nothing.
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ahh... the sweet refreshing scent of common sense. you redeem yourself step by step, simon. i mean, when youre not being a dick about it.
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âdonât testify.â
franziska tried this once. it was for an evil scheme. i dont want to have to threaten another witness with revealing a dark secret; that was depressing.
but at least we know meanwhile that Sadmad isnât above dirty shit like shutting up a witness. .......not that we didnt know that before.......
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âAre you trying to taunt him into talking? Such a petty trick will never workâ
POT.
CALLING.
THE KETTLE.
JET BLACK, SADFUCK.
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simonâs lucky heâs surrounded by idiots and people with poor impulse control, otherwise his âmind tricksâ wouldnât do shit
âto be turned by such an obvious ploy... what a man of weak spirit.â
for once, Sadmad, I gotta agree.
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its time forÂ
Artistic!
License!
Psychologyyyyyyyyy!!!!
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sadmad doesn't get his way: my god will smite you later :(((((
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now that weâve worn this non-joke out...
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âseeing my master asleep just made me so fuckin sad...â
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i love that anger has such a distinctive ping sound
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please do not call your toe that
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âYou gotta fuss over every tiny detail like this?â
yes, Uendo. Thatâs why Iâm writing these !!
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that box of buns keeps drawing my attention. i love buns
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Simon, you could try using some positive reinforcement. Mia wasnât soft on Phoenix, but she encouraged him to think and puzzle things out for himself; she didnât just call him an idiot. All the time.
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âas sharp as a troutâ
what the fuck
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âso thats how it works ! fascinating!â
its not like i spent a lot of time working under the woman who invented said matrix!
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its kinda sad that Athenaâs never seen multiple emotions in high dudgeonÂ
she must hang out with a lot of mild mannered peopleÂ
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athena: ive just proved these words mean something detrimental to the witness
sadmad: erm but they mean nothing to me therefor they warrant no further investigation.
???
i stg most of Nahyutaâs ââââcounter argumnetsââââ are legitimately just him trying to disparage the obvious contradiction away.
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again athena seems unable to believe that people can only feel one intense emotion at a time
should i be worried
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silly AA, thatâs not how DID works!
oh well, at least Uendo is the fun kind of DID, unlike other... side-splittingly shameful characters I could mention...
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Pohlfuckya indeed sadmad
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ROLE CALL
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âYou seem proud of yourself, but all youve done is infringe on the privacy of the witnessâ
(sweats) i hate it when Sadmad makes good points
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its not really dissociative if you dont... um... dissociate.
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Sadmad: let it go andââ
Athena: Shut up!!
Sadmad: Let it gââ
Athena: Sssh!!!
Sadmad: leââ
Athena: SJSJSJSJ
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âif words will not sway you, perhaps pain willâ
eject
him
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i dont... like that... the beads are around her torso.......
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YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE FUCKIN CUT THEM IN MID AIR
that deserves a fucking cutscene all on its own. its like the time Lang caught Franziskaâs whip only cool and not bulshitty
...also you coulda maybe done that a lil earlier simon lol
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âI dont give two flipsâ
all his flips have flown the coop
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âbut if Cykes dono were to submit to you here...â
DO NOTÂ
USE THE WORD SUBMIT
WHEN PRAYER BEAD BONDAGE IS INVOLVED
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fuck you sadmad, not everyone has magic gary-stu powers that let them memorize everything about a single subject in one night.
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once again sadmad wastes precious time and diamonds showing off
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after this lengthy, lengthy, leeeeeengthy detour............ wouldyouliketoaddthisstatementtothetestimony?
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âyou look like a hen with a dozen eggs to sayâ
you can just say âconstipatedâ and it'll be less creepy, simon
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how could they... not tell... oh who cares
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âweâve got you by the stones now, Uendo!â
DAMN the TESTICLE references in this game!!!
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âheres a big plot twist that i just convenientlyforgottomention urhurhurhr..â
spoken like a true prosecutorÂ
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there was such a long pause there i thought he was building up to a pun
but of course he wasnt. sadmad isn't cool at all
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heheh i just noticed that Bucky has hair noodles, just like Mr. Eldoon (tho Buckyâs dont appear to be a wig)
also its... very distressing to have a drunk client.
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yâknow i just realized
Sadmad is always talking about sending souls to the twilight realm in the proper way. but he's an international prosecutor. heâs probably prosecuted victims of all religious alignments.
isn't it kind of disrespectful to perform your religionâs funeral rites on someone who doesnât practice it???
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again, BK is only successful because Uendo is a moron
to be fair though, that was one of his better ones.
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âYou were leading the witness!â
I...
Just, fuckinâ. Please stop making good points, sadmad. I donât want to be enraged with you, I want to be enraged AT You!!
...well i mean I donât want to but i hate it when you bring up excellent points.
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anyway why doesn't sadmad want them to find Owen anyway. if it comes to nothing, who cares? can you just not stand having people who arenât you waste time??
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again... DID doesnât work like that........
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macbeth, starring athena cykes and simon blackquill
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hey i jusT REALIZED WHEREâS TAKA
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thats,,, reallllllyy not how DID works,,,,,,,,,,,,,
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highfalutinâ
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âif you see one, there are likely thirty in your homeâ
thirty what
WTHIRTY WHAT
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look if you knew how DID is supposed to work you'd probably have a good hypothesis by now. not an... ethical one to implement, but a working one.
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i guess Uendo just never sleeps then, because apparently falling unconscious calls out another personality.
...brilliant.
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Simon: STOP BEING SO NERVOUS. IS MY NAGGING AND DISAPPOINTMENT SOOTHING YOU???? IS IT?????!!!!
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the time honoured tradition of turning a slip of paper over... truly, this is an Ace Attorney gameÂ
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dude.... if you conk out from the trace amounts of alcohol in a bun, you should maybe visit a doctor possiblyÂ
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âhmm, yes, i will allow you to render this man unconscious from alcohol.â
classic judge!!
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au where blackqyil is a very angsty delivery boy
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BABY
THERE HE IS
MY PRECIOUS BIRD
I WAS SO SCARED SOEMTHING HAD HAPPENED TO YOU
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...that bird is going to fly into a shop, terrorize the workers, steal bean buns and (hopefully) drop a twenty on the counter as he flies the coop
awesomeÂ
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phew that was a long court... but wait if this is a half-episode (which it probably is) and it started on a court day...
no investigation?! RIP OFF
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gonna cut this one off here. till next time...
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No More Big Southern Shadow - Jim Kirk
Title: No More Big Southern Shadow
Pairing: Jim Kirk x reader
Prompt:Â Could you do a Jim Kirk x reader where the reader and Jim have been close friends ever since they had class together at the academy. They were there for each other through thick and thin no matter what. Reader and Kirk tell each other everything but what she hasn't told him was her feelings for him. Reader is offered a promotion, doesn't tell Kirk yet but he finds out; Kirk isn't too happy but reluctantly congratulates her.... Â - @missmle712 (it wonât let me tag you!)
Word count: 1,787
Warnings: language
A/N: not sure about this one because it turned out to be very romcom-esque. but thatâs all good, who doesnât love a good romcom in their life? i really liked the specificity of this prompt, though (i didnât include the whole prompt above bc it was quite long). mostly because it didnt take much brain power on my part to write this so i was able to finish it before bed last night. ANYWAY. i hope you ENJOY IT! and LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! also it wonât let me tag the person that requested it, so im a bit disappointed in tumblr.Â
Jim stared at his boots. His communicator lied open on the round dining table before him. He couldnât register much beyond what his mind was already repeatingâ over, and over, and over, and over. He placed his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. He didnât know what to say other than a rushed goodbye so he could throw his damn communicator against the damn wall.
âBut do tell Doctor (Y/L/N) that her patients can be transported onto the Bradbury. Sheâll have free-reign of the medbay as CMO and, while the Bradbury certainly is not the Enterprise, sheâll have umpteen research opportunitiesââ
Jim sighed loudly thenâ loudly enough to catch the attention of Captain Abbott who stopped speaking in reaction. âI apologize, Captain Abbott, but Doctor McCoy is her immediate superior and has more knowledge about medbays than I do.â
âYou misunderstand, Captain Kirk. I was hoping you could convince her,â Abbott said in his deep, almost soothing voiceâ but, right now, it was grating to Jimâs ears. âShe has been considering the offer for a number of weeks now andââ
He stopped listening again. While he wasnât sure if Abbott had concluded his rousing speech, Jim spoke, poised to slam the communicator shut, âIâll see what I can do.â
He leaned back against his chair, sighing out again and dragging his palms down the length of his lap. âWeeks,â he said to himself as he combed his fingers through his growing blonde hair and pulled on the ends. âConsidering the offer for weeks.â
He stayed silent for the rest of the night. He had no interest in facing the others in the mess hall and had even less interest in eating. He wanted to sleepâ only he couldnât. He let those last words linger in the cold air of his quarters and listened only to his erratic heartbeat.
You werenât having a much easier time with it. You felt guilty that you were keeping such a large, important secret from Jim. Secrets didnât exist between the two of you. Since your days at the Academy, he was the first person you ran to. Problems, uninteresting anecdotes, new bars, the only person you went to was Jim.
Your feelings for him ran deeper than you wouldâve liked to admitâ even to yourself. you knew having feelings for Jim wasnât wise. He wasnât good in romantic relationships and it was certainly not worth risking such a long-standing friendship for three dinner dates and a couple of good orgasms. Although, from what you heard about Jim, it was a couple of good orgasms a night.
Nonetheless, you didn't want to leave him. He made space easier, he made it seem like every mundane planet you passed would hold the greatest adventure of your lives, he made your heart beat differently when he smiled at you in that special way that wrinkled the skin beside his eyes. He made you laugh, smile, even cry when he told you of his mother, his deceased father, and his fears. He made you feel everything at once, and leaving that was something youâd never contemplated before.
You also didnât want to leave the Enterprise. Your job in the medbay as Leonardâs second in command, your friendship with Sulu, your secret alone-time getaway behind the training gymâ the idea of leaving it all behind made your chest sink.
The night before the Enterprise was set to dock on the same starbase as the Bradbury, you were required to work two five-hour shiftsâ well, less required and more volunteered-in-place-of-MâBenga-so-you-could-avoid-Jim.
You were yawning as you exited the medbay, leaning part of your weight against the adjacent wall. You pressed your warm cheek to the cold metal and breathed in through your nose, out through your mouth. Your eyes shut momentarily.
âLong day?â
You opened one eye at the sound of his voice. âLong life.â
He snorted, rolling his crystalline blue eyes. He looked over you, almost as if he was memorizing every curve of your body and every contour of your face. When he brought his eyes back up, you were already looking at him, your eyebrows raised. He nodded in the direction you were originally headed. âYou can close your eyes, Iâll guide you.â
You complied easily. Your eyes remained closed and you set your head on Jimâs shoulder, his arm securely around your waist. You hummed out a sigh. âIâm half worried youâre going to guide me into Chekovâs room again.â
He laughed through his nose. âHeâs always had a crush on you, youâre single and in need of sexâ nothing bad could come from that.â
âWho told you Iâm in need of sex?â
âWhat, are you taking care of yourself?â
You snorted, setting your chin on his shoulder instead. You opened her eyes to look at him as he looked back at you. âAnd what if I am? I was raised to be independent.â
His gaze lingered before he looked forward again, sighing to himself when your arms hugged his waist.
Standing behind closed turbolift walls, he counted the decks that passed. He was trying to convince himself that talking to you, telling you he knew was the adult thing to do. He told himself he needed to be mature.
It hurt him to think about your departure. To him, it was much more than losing his best friend for years at a time. To him, he was losing the person that he cared about more than anything, the only person he could recall having a constant presence in his lifeâ he was losing his heart.
But the opportunity was great. You were being promoted! And as much as he knew that was a reason to celebrate, he couldnât even bring himself to smile.
He breathed you in as you moved to unlock the door to your quarters, nodding so he could follow. He watched you remove your communicator from your boot and rid yourself of the shoes all together. He tried to find something to say.
âIâm so tirââ
âI spoke to Captain Abbott last night.â
Your eyes immediately left your reddened feet to look at him, your eyebrows together as you rose from your bed. âYou did?â
âYeah.â
You wet your lips and scanned the room. âWhat do you think?â
âThat you deserve it,â he said, completely meaning it.
You took a few steps towards him and stopped to stand ten feet away. âCMOâs a big deal. No more living in someoneâs big Southern shadow.â
He smiled a little. âYou donât need to live in anyoneâs shadowâ Southern or not. Youâll be a great CMO.â
âSo youâre saying I should take it?â Part of you didnât want to hear his answer.
âItâs a great opportunity. How could you not take it?â The entirety of you wished you hadnât heard his answer. âCongratulations, (Y/N).â
Leave did not go by easily for Jim. He was coping. His methods were neither healthy, nor effective but he was coping the best way he knew how: avoidance.
He made sure he wasnât on the ship as you collected and packed your things, he made sure he wasnât in your line of vision as you handed out goodbyes. He kept himself locked in the Starfleet-issued room in the barracks and turned down any offers from Leonard to grab a drink. He knew being alone wasnât going to help him feel better, he knew nothing would offer relief from the pain he so deeply felt. He just had no energy left in him.
The morning of the Enterpriseâs departure, Jim offered faux smiles to each crewmember that dared to look his way. His shoulders were slacked and his eyes lowâ he was the picture of a broken heart and he only blamed himself. He wished he had told you the way he feltâ that he loved the sound of your voice, the way your eyes would widen as you listened to him speak, the smile that would overtake your every feature. He wished he had told you he loved youâ that every passing moment only made him love you more.
He stood beside Leonard in line to board the shuttlecraft, only half listening to the doctorâs complaints when you spotted him. You could only see the back of his head and the snug way in which his jacket fit, but that was enough. You cupped your hands around your lips and called his name in the loudest volume you could muster, clicking your tongue when he took a step forward.
âShit,â you cursed as you dropped your bag and took off running. âJim!â You gave up as you stood only a few feet away. âJim, you hard-of-hearing idiot, turn the fuck around!â
It got his attentionâ and, to be fair, it got the attention of everyone in line. He turned around with his thick eyebrows knit together and his mouth agape. He shoved past the ensigns standing in front of him, his eyes only focusing on you as you stood there with your lips turned down and your arms crossed over your chest. He noted the hair that had fallen over your narrowed eyes. âWhat the hell are you doing here? The Bradburyâs set to leave inââ
âTen minutes, I know.â You traced his features with your swimming eyes and took a few steps forward. âYou told me I should take it.â
He didnât speak. He wanted to hear your voice, no matter how broken it sounded.
âI did take it. I should be there right now. I shouldâ I shouldnât be standing here.â You wiped your cheeks with the heel of your hand. âBut I canât leave. Because of you, I canât leave.â
He stepped towards you so only a few inches separated you.
âBecause Iââ you sighed and looked away for a moment before looking up at him, keeping your eyes unwaveringly in his. âBecause I need you.â His brought his hand up to sit against your cheek, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone. âAnd Iâ I love you.â
He leaned forward, pressing his lips to yours and feeling the aching in his chest die down slowly. His arm wound around your waist tightly. âI love you,â he said in the split second his lips were detached from yours. âI love you so much.â
Unbothered by the low whistles being sent your way, you rested your hand on his chest and spoke when he kissed each of your cheeks, âYou couldnât have told me that earlier? I wasted so much time packing.â
âAnd saying those very corny goodbyes,â he added, leaning his forehead against yours. He couldnât help his wide grin as you frowned.
âYeah, well, you didnât get one.âÂ
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