Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
I laughed way too hard at myself for bristling at the description of kal-toh like my dude, just cos Tuvok is the best Vulcan since Spock does not mean Vulcan Jenga is cool
“His first day was on location with Kylie Minogue, but all eyes, even Kylie’s, were on Bernard. He’d turned up with a suitcase full of props, just in case, including a rubber chicken. And what an actor. Oh, really though, what a wonderful actor. We once took him to the TV Choice Awards and sent him up on his own to collect the award, and the entire room stood up and cheered him. That’s a lovely memory. He’d phone up and say, ‘I’ve got an idea! What if I attack a Dalek with a paintball gun?!’ Okay, Bernard, in it went! He loved Gill with all his heart; he mentioned her in every conversation we ever had. A love story for the ages. I’m so lucky to have known him. Thanks for everything, my old soldier. A legend has left the world.” — Russell T. Davies
BERNARD JOSEPH CRIBBINS, OBE (29th December 1928—28th July 2022)
I have an odd preschool era memory of noticing for the first time that the daylight gets a little dimmer every few minutes and then brighter again but instead of looking up and discovering it’s when a cloud has gone by I deduced it was a weaker shorter nighttime for bugs
Julian is whining about Garak and Jadzia’s like, it’s not like the two of you are really friends. Um, okay if you call someone’s favorite book “dull” and they still lend you more books, that’s love I don’t know what to tell you.
