digimomz:

still…. trying style stuff out…..

~*BEDROOM SELFIES*~

in 400 years telephones are just gonna be projected rectangles i guess

Now hold out your arm, or I’ll have a security officer do it for you.

quintotriticale:

Bashir rolling up his sleeves was the only story behind this.

This took a lot longer than it should have because my tablet is a mess, and I probably have like 4 other pieces that look exactly like this in my drawings tag but a sketch is a sketch sOO

vaiyamagic:

Okay, can we talk about how amazing the interaction between Bashir and Data was? First of all, besides the adorable geek-out Bashir does, he calls Data a synthetic life-form rather than an android or robot or or any of those other dehumanizing things people seem to call Data. 

And when he asks about if Data’s hair grows, and how he breathes and has a pulse, and Data’s all, “Most people are interested in my extraordinary abilities; how fast I can compute; my memory capacity; how long I will live. No one has ever asked me if my hair will grow, or noticed that I can breathe.” And that smirk Julian has. You know he’s just thinking, “Well, considering I can probably compute almost as well as you, and my memory capacity is likely close to the same as yours, and while I may not live forever, I probably have a longer life span than the average human, so… yeah, the more mundane things about you are what interests me.” but he can’t say that, of course, so he says what he does in the show instead.

I want them to be friends. I imagine they become ‘pen pals’ and when Julian’s secret is revealed, Data puts the pieces together and asks him about their first interaction. This will be a thing.

startrekds9:

"You used to be my father. Now, you're my architect. 
The man who designed a better son to replace the 
defective one he was given."

maryklimova:

hipsterdarcy:

A bunch of totally unrelated Star Trek doodles.

startrekds9:

I just have to finish what I started. After all, 
a verse about the Cardassian who panicked in the 
face of danger would ruin General Martok's song.

5.15 | By Infernos Light

hipsterdarcy:

Pretty sure all this scene needed was someone in the background playing Careless Whisper on the Bajoran lute.