Remember that time when Julian thought that his great-grandmother might have served aboard the Enterprise? Well I am 1701% sure that this was his great-grandfather.
My headcanon about this is that while, obviously, Julian is not his own great-grandfather, his great-grandparents met because of him. Lieutenant Watley was indeed charmed by this lovely dork she saw briefly in the turbolift, and goes looking for him later. She thinks she’s found him, but wait… no, it’s not the same man, is it? Then this guy sees her staring at him, and his face lights up in a huge, goofy grin. Lieutenant Watley blinks a bit. It is him. Surely there can’t be two grins in the galaxy like that. She’d thought for a second… but, after all, she had only seen him for a moment in the turbolift…
She goes to say hello, she’s glad to see him again, and he doesn’t want to admit he can’t remember meeting her before, so he plays along, and they end up talking about science for hours, and he’s late for his next duty shift and his workmates tease him about it, but he’s walking on air anyway, because she asked him to dinner, and the rest is history.
CAN I ACCEPT THIS HEADCANON MORE THAN ONCE? I ACCEPT IT A MILLION TIMES OVER!!!
Cecil. She/her. During the day I sit in libraries staring at books. During the night I write queer fanfiction with a historical slant.
Some not-so-random facts: Gay space lizards are the best lizards. Star Trek is my life. I have too many DS9 ships. Classic Who and the Eighth Doctor Adventures make me grin stupidly. Kelas Parmak is the best. I will defend historically accurate portrayals of Alan Turing to the last drop of blood. Likes and asks end up in the name of @apolesens-otheraccount, because Tumblr doesn't have a way of changing which blog is your primary one. Nothing happens over there - this is the one to follow.
