#lt. Commander Data

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Star Trek: The Next Generation // S02E21: Peak Performance

[abbycadoodle]

d r e a m e r....

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Star Trek: The Next Generation - art by Dusty Abell (2017)

[datastartrek]

A (non-poisoned) toast to all the Data fans here on tumblr- may there be even more posts, blogs and reblogs dedicated to him in the new year 🥂✨

[souless-minion-of-orthodoxy]

Happy birthday to the specialiest boy, Lieutenant Commander Data!

[squareshapedboop]

Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like

Take a look at my girlfriend

[idol--hands]

Data the Duck

This exists and it can be yours for ¥1,750 or about $13.00. I require puns. 🦆 Source: https://tsurumai-hobby.jp/item/4580714125832

[astralbondpro]

Star Trek: The Next Generation // S0306 Booby Trap (Gag Reel)

[abbycadoodle]

Art request: Can we get some stinky Lore up in here please and thank you 🙏

here you go !!!!!!!!! the stinky man himself.......

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[steamyearlgray]

Thought I’d jump onto this train for once… What an odd combo… either way I love it. Honestly, Star Trek TNG has always been a comfort show for me. I used to watch it every day after school and on weekends whenever it was on WGN.

Real honest moment here below the cut. Feel free to skip if not. [TDLR: Thank you to their creators. They mean so much to me.]

Star Trek TNG has always been there for me. As a kid growing up I would turn it on every day after school and on weekends in the afternoons when it would come on BBC America or WGN. I stopped needing it constantly on after my parents got divorced. Don’t get me wrong I’d still turn on an episode or two every so often but it wasn’t every day like it had been.

My senior year of college I found myself needing it again. First I turned it on for one of my classes. (I wrote so many papers on Data and the federation that semester.)

Then… I just didn’t turn it off until I moved out and discovered (You guessed it correctly) Ghost.

I would turn on daily marathons of TNG whenever I was in my apartment needing to escape the passive aggressive silence that filled it. I felt like Data again. Not understanding the humans around me and the emotional ‘cues’ that were being given to me. Any time I could have TNG on, I did. I felt that no matter how I approached the situation with my roommates I wouldn’t catch any hidden meanings in their tones. Only they wouldn’t take the time to explain or share exactly why they were upset. I remember having the apartment to myself at the beginning of the spring semester, just laying on the floor with it playing in the background and sobbing. (Between the living situation and losing my Grandma it was an odd combo of things)

Ghost came into my life around then. I didn’t fully look into it until later that summer after graduation. I found comfort in the bumbling anxious Cardinal. He seemed just as unsure about social interactions as I was. (It also helped that the music fucking slapped.)

I started obsessively listening to everything I could. My partner was so supportive, happy to see me have some sort of outlet while I worked my lonely accounting job. I loved the concept of them and when I managed to snag tickets to a ritual this past August I cried.

That ritual opened a fucking floodgate my guys, let me fucking tell you. I joked with my partner about starting to write Ghost fics, bringing up the line between regular fic and RPF, and when he traveled for a month I guess I had a bit too much time….

That month I wrote over 81,000 words. That month I posted around 3,000 words every other day. I created a massive fic that seemed to run and drag me along by the wrist.

I’m so grateful for everything Ghost has given me. New friends, a newfound passion for writing, and the spark I needed to start drawing again.

I guess what all of this was leading to was this: I’m so grateful to my boys for supporting me through these past few years. I’m grateful that when Tobias turned to his wife and pitched the idea of being a satanic pope on stage full time she said yes. I’m grateful that ST:TNG was available on Netflix and on cable for my entire childhood. I’m grateful that my mom introduced me to Star Trek and Star Wars early on.

I uh….yeah. Thank you to my boys. Thank you to the fandoms.

Imma just set this one down and walk away for a bit…. It’s time for bed.

[hrisrizz]

Here it is! Featuring chubby claws of a baby Gorn. @adarkroomandawallflower But now I don't know what to do next with it. 🤔

[gayfour]

Hey he's green this time

Also I put Geordi in the little dome thing because it was empty.

[odva-vuhlkansu]

Help I'm looking for a fanfic where Data is infodumping to someone (possibly the reader idk) and the senior officers are taking bets to see how long the officer will stay listening. And then Picard calls Data on his combadge saying it's ok if he's late to his shift bc he's in on the bet too

Also there's another fanfic I can't find (might be the same one) it used to be on ao3. Basically Data went back in time and met a makeup artist named Dae and became a professional computer programmer in the 90s going by the name Dana Oliver.

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[idol--hands]

DataLore - "Absolutely Not"

Art by - The Proxie - https://www.tumblr.com/proxie-of-the-art/636442989239156736/shut-up-lore?source=share

LORE: データ、アドバイスをいただけますか？

DATA: 絶対違う。

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WESLEY: それは白旗だ、ローア、今すぐ振り始めたほうがいいよ！

LORE: 私が手を振るのは、泣いているお母さんの前で棒につながれたあなたの頭だけです！

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LORE: 言いたいことがたくさんあるので、独り言です...

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LORE: 私はあまりにも多くを感じます！私はあまりにも多くを感じます！

DATA: O_0