#data imagine

[laanswife]

OMG I am lobing your blog so far!

If you are down for it, I would love to see what you come up with for Data with the "cuddles" prompt?

I hope you have an amazing day/night and your pillow is cool on both sides 🩵

As soon as I saw your request I had to write this straight away, I hope it was good and that you like it.

Cuddles with Data

After a mission that didn't go as planned, you're heading back to the USS Enterprise. Your team would meet with Data, the commander would go with you to the captain to deliver the mission report.

You were quiet the whole way from the transporter room to the captain's office, attracting Data's curious gaze. It was not yet known to the crew that you had gone on a few dates to get to know each other. There was something about the android's calm personality that caught his attention, contrasting with the bubbling day-to-day life inside the ship.

You head straight to your quarters after the meeting, leaving behind a confused Data at the strange and distant way you were acting.

He notices that you're not just quiet — something else seems to be affecting you. Your eyes, normally vibrant and expressive, seem dull, and sadness seems to hang over you.

Intrigued by his way of acting, Data decides to talk to Counselor Troi. He knows that even if he tries, he will never fully understand human emotions on his own.

"Deanna, can I ask you something?" When he sees his friend nod, he continues. "I noticed that the behavior of a person close to me has changed drastically. I can't determine the cause, but I know there is something wrong, her change in behavior doesn't seem to be a matter of logic. Should I address the situation or wait for her to open up on her own?"

"Oh, I see... Remember that emotions don't always follow the path of logic, Data? It's not often that we can express what's going on with us. Maybe a simple hug can be more effective than anything else." Deanna, with her empathetic gaze, smiles softly.

"Muito bem. Obrigada Conselheira."

Later, when you are alone in the ship's cafeteria, with your shoulders hunched and your eyes lost, Data approaches. The silence in the room is comforting, but it also carries a tension — as if the words were just on the verge of being said, but still haven't arrived.

He hesitates for a moment, but decides to sit next to you at the table in silence..

“I don't fully understand human feelings, but I realize you're going through something. If you need help, I can offer a hug." You look at him, surprised by the breaking of the silence, but you feel a strange warmth in your chest.

Your eyes meet his, and there's an undeniable sincerity there.

Data, with his characteristic calm, steps forward but hesitates for a moment, as if he is considering whether what he is doing is right. He then carefully extends his arms and, in an almost... human way, waits for your response. Approaching slowly, you feel relief in your chest.

The gesture is simple, but the feeling is of a reconnection that you didn't know you needed so much.

[myholystarship]

Data with an Orion!reader who is demisexual.

Emotion chip Data getting jealous/protective when other people assume reader will sleep with them because "all orions must be hypersexual beings"

Most of Data and reader being together is holodeck dates to people watch or solve mysteries.

Orion!reader who starts to feel like they're more culturally human than Orion. Data helps them connect back to their roots

Eating lunch in engineering while Geordi and Data tinker away at something.

[captainpikeswoman]

Being Betazoid and meeting Data for the first time would include:

•frankly, utter bewilderment! There are of course, species that are immune to your natural ability, but eventually you in those moments you sense a living presence…with Data: nothing.

•you circle him a little bit like you’re checking him out, which makes Deanna chuckle, she’d had much the same reaction.

•Data himself doesn’t mind unduly. He stands still for you to make your observations. You see, he is also making observations, he’s spoken at length to Deanna about his desire to draw comparisons and research the differences between a half Betazoid and a full one. He’s read several hundred textbooks on the subject!

•you sit down in front of him, perplexed but grinning. ‘I think, Mr Data, we’re going to be friends you and I. You might be the only being in existence who could ever sneak up on me.’ You noticed his head tilt for the first time as he started to speak ‘I do have the ability to be stealthy and approach silently’ he confirmed. Deanna chuckled and then turned her attention back to you.

•she gasped to herself and smiled broadly. She didn’t need to be an empath to see that you were quite clearly smitten. With your legs swinging, smile sparkling; attention solely on Data, you were displaying clear signs of adoration. She quietly crept away, leaving you and Data to get to know each other.

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

Imagine Data being confused when he becomes jealous of Lore flirting with you

Geordie: “Well, Data, seems your biggest wish has come true.”

Data: “What do you mean, Geordie?”

Geordie: “You’re becoming more and more human.”

[jays-after-hours-blog]

Data for sure body worships. He's checking off boxes in his head, taking notes of every reaction, planning for next time :)

[wires-to-the-heart]

Hello.🙂

🤗, 👑 & 😏?

🤗: Okay, honestly; how satisfied are you two with your sex life?

Ari: “Um… I mean-“

Data: “I would prefer we had sex more.”

Ari: *practically implodes* “Uh… what?”

Data: “Between how busy we have been constructing my alternate model, and Ari’s responsibilities in the 21st century, we do not have as much time to be intimate as we used to. We still spend much time together, but other matters are prioritized. It is a temporary problem, but not a pleasant one.”

Ari: “Uuuh…. Uhh… What he said? Or not what he said… oh my god what did I get myself into…”

👑: Who’s usually the one taking the lead?

Data: “At first it was me by necessity, as Ari’s insecurities made it unlikely for her to make the first move. Now she usually does, as whether my emotion chip is functional or not, she’s typically the best at telling when the ‘timing’ is appropriate. If you mean throughout the whole act- the answer is similar. As Ari gains confidence, she enjoys the lead more.

Ari: *rubs my face* “I mean, he answered enough for me, didn’t he?”

Data: *tilts his head at me*

Ari: “You’re doin’ great, Porcelain.”

😏: Are there any kinks you both share? If so, what is it and how often do you live it out together?

Data: “By the time my emotion chip was installed, I was essentially ‘primed’ to share many of Ari’s tastes in that regard. We are both quite partial to tickling. Also-“

Ari: “TICKLING is enough thank you.” *Realizes how loud I said the word and shrinks*

[to-boldly-nope]

Child- Data x Reader

Plot: you go to see Data's recent invention which happens to be his child

Words: 883

A/N: YO IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY! I wanted to post something for today while I work on a request and this has been sitting in my drafts forever now.

Data decided to call you, Wesley, Geordi, and Deanna into his lab. He's been working in there for weeks without telling anyone anything.

"I have no idea what he's doing," you told Geordi.

"Shocker. You're the one who sleeps with him," Geordi mumbled, making you laugh and making Wesley's ears turn red.

The four of you made it into Data's lab and he looked at everyone, surprised.

"Oh, you are early. Just a moment, please," Data said as the door closed, leaving everyone confused.

"I wonder what he's working on," Wes mumbled softly.

"You may enter now," Data announced as the door came open. Whatever was in the middle of the room was gone now.

"Data, what are you doing?" You asked while walking up to him.

"Yeah, Data, what's going on?" Wesley asked while scanning the room.

"I have invited you to meet someone," Data said while pressing buttons on his keypad.

Down came an android, but it didn't look like on, instead it looked like a mannequin.

"This is Lal. Lal, say hello to Counselor Deanna Troi."

"Hello, Counselor Deanna Troi," it spoke, making you smile.

Data did everyone's introductions, except yours for some reason.

"Who is that behind you, Father?" The android asked and you were confused.

"It called you "Father", Data." Wesley told him, confused by it all.

"Yes, it did. Lal is my daughter," Data stated.

~

Lal was precious. Everything about her reminded you of Data, except for Data didn't call you mother.

"Mother, what is this?" Lal asked before picking up one of your books.

"It's a book, sweetie. It tells a story on several sheets of paper," you explained.

"Ah, a book," she mumbled before sitting it back down.

"Mother?" Lal asked while sitting down on the couch.

"Yes, Lal?"

"Why are you my mother and Data my father?"

You chuckled before sitting next to her. "Well, Data and I experience romantic attraction to each other and since he made you, that would make me your mother."

"But you are not an android?"

"No, Lal, I'm human."

"Then why would you love Father? He is different from you."

You took Lal's hand and smiled at her. "I didn't care that he was different, I just knew that I loved him. When it comes to something like love, then you don't care how different that person is, you just care about loving them."

"I see," she mumbled, "Love is the concept of not seeing the differences and knowing that you care for them, no matter what."

"Exactly," you smiled at her. "Now you have to go, Guinan is expected to see you."

"Yes, thank you, Mother," Lal slightly smiled at you before standing up and leaving.

~

First it started with the threat of Starfleet taking Lal since she was a new creation. Then came the emotions.

Lal was experiencing emotions.

"Data! What's wrong with Lal?" You asked him as Lal went into his lab.

"She is programmed to report back to the lab when there is a malfunction. Did you see anything wrong?"

"She went into Deanna's quarters and then she left. Deanna said that she felt the fear and anxiety in Lal. Data, if Lal has your programming-"

"This should not be happening. I will try to fix the malfunction."

"Please, try and save our little girl," you whispered.

"I will," he nodded curtly.

~

Data came out of his lab and you knew something was wrong. "(Y/N), come with me please."

You followed Data inside and Lal stood there.

"Lal, sweetie, how are you doing?" You asked softly as Data put his hands on your shoulders.

"I know I am going to die soon. There is nothing to do to stop it, but Father tried his best."

"I know he did, he always does his best," you smiled sadly.

"I know Father cannot feel emotions, but I know he loves me because he cares for me and that is love."

"Lal," Data whispered. It was more of a surprised whisper.

"I love you, Father. I love you, Mother."

"We love you too, Lal," you told her before planting a kiss on her artificial forehead.

"My family," she said softly before she powered down.

You cried silently as Data just stood there, but you knew he was sad. This was his daughter, his own creation.

"Come on," Data said. "Let us go back to my quarters."

And you both did and you let your emotions out.

"She was something, wasn't she?" You asked him. "She thought I was her mother. I was a mother."

"(Y/N), you were the best mother Lal could have. She learned about love from you."

"I know," you smiled at him, the tears still on your face. "I know."

Data came over and wiped the tears away. Even though he didn't show anything, you knew that he was broken up over this. Lal was his daughter too.

"I had a chance of having a family, I had a little girl," you cried. "We both did."

"Have you always wanted a family?"

"Yeah," you said softly. "I always wanted a family with you, but we can't."

Data hugged you and stroked your hair. "I did not know this."

You stayed there and cried into Data's shoulder.

"I can always build another and keep them as our own. We can have our own family."

"Really?" You sniffed.

Data just hummed as he kissed the top of your head. "Yes. I will make sure of it."

[stardate2603]

Painting (Data Soong x Reader)

gif belongs to fynextgeneration

You and Data had participated in an android-human romantic relationship for three months, ten days, eleven hours, forty minutes, and thirty-seven seconds. Every day was a new experience, testing the waters and exploring your feelings for him and his thoughts about you that he had never had regarding anyone else before.

In two weeks, Data realized that he could enjoy certain forms of affection without being equipped with an emotions chip - holding hands for example. Or using the Holodeck to escape to your favorite spot on Earth Colony II which was a field filled with wildflowers, where you would sit on a picnic blanket and Data would lay with his head on your lap, your fingers absentmindedly playing with his hair as you read him poetry.

Data was fascinated as you tried your best to explain the depth of your feelings for him, showing it through small gestures of affection, like placing a hand on his chair when he was on the bridge. Resting a hand on his shoulder would be considered unprofessional, but by resting your hand on the chair, he could still feel your touch - something he was always acutely aware of and always anticipated when you were both off-duty. You would always greet him with a smile and wrap your arms around his neck when you had time alone and Data would admire your features from afar, wishing that even during your shifts, you could always greet him that way. Although he understood the reasons why it was not a good idea, although he was sure Jean-Luc wouldn't comment on it as the Captain had encouraged him to spend more time with you after your relationship - or experiment - as some lesser crew members called it, became common knowledge throughout the Enterprise.

On more than one occasion you had endured painful shifts during which you were questioned about your relationship with Data and shut down remarks about his incapability to express or feel emotions. You had known Data for two years before you started dating, and in that time you recognized the ways in which he expressed emotions in his own way. And on days like that Data somehow seemed to know you needed him, as he would show up at the end of your shift, even if he still had duties to perform, just to talk about your day. And when he smiled you were able to put it all behind you, as he proved that he could still understand and feel in his own way, even without an emotions chip.

Throughout your relationship, Data had many questions, some of which he would ask Geordi or Deanna. He was particularly interested in the hobbies you partook in during your free time. And painting was one of them.

Data tilted his head to the side, approaching you while you painted on a canvas, music filling the silence in the room. You were unaware he had entered as Data was light-footed by design and when he spoke up after inspecting your painting, you nearly fell off your stool.

"Is that me?"

A gasp left your lips and you clutched onto the stool, trying not to drop the palette that you had balanced on your arm. You looked at the android who appeared to be suppressing a smile at the sight of your shocked expression, sending him a small smile.

"We talked about this."

"I remember. I am still intrigued by how easily startled you can be." He replied.

You stood up from your stool, moving to stand beside him. "It's the field from the Holoprogram."

Depicted in the painting was Data standing in the field of wildflowers and the android noticed that you had painted him with a smile on his lips.

"What do you think?" You asked.

"I have not read many books on painting or hold any knowledge on the -"

"Do you like it?" You interrupted with a smile.

"Like..." Data considered the painting for a moment, slowly nodding his head. "Yes."

You smiled whilst placing the palette and paintbrush in your hands on the table. "You know, art is a great way to express yourself. You should give it a try." You kissed his cheek. "I'm going to get cleaned up." You walked to the bathroom to scrub the paint off your hands and arms and Data watched you leave until the door closed, returning his gaze to the painting. There was something missing and he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

When you exited the bathroom, you were in the midst of offering Data one of his favorite beverages when you were called to your station.

"Alright, change of plans. I will be right back, you, stay here." You lifted your hand to your lips, blowing the android a kiss. Data looked at his hand before mimicking the movement and you sent him a smile as you left.

He turned to the painting, looking at the paintbrushes you kept by the easel. He tilted his head to the side as he pondered your words. "Art is a great way to express yourself."

Data picked up a paintbrush, examining the painting for a moment as he pondered what was missing before dipping the brush in a mixture of paints, beginning to fill the void in the painting.

You returned over an hour later and sighed when you saw Data was still in your quarters. "Sorry, something went wrong with the..." You trailed off as you stood beside him, seeing the paint on his clothes. You looked at the painting, seeing he had added another person to it. "Is that me?"

Data nodded. "Yes. I knew there was something," He used air quotes, quoting a word you had explained to him after he brought up the frequency in which you used it, "off," He placed the paintbrush down, "about the painting. It was you."

You stared at him for a moment and Data looked at you when he felt your stare. "Did I upset you? You said art was a form of expression, and I would never visit the field without you."

You shook your head, a smile forming on your lips. "No, I love it." You wrapped your arms around his neck and a smile formed on his lips when you kissed his cheek.

You knew this was his favorite gesture of affection, and at that moment it was the perfect way to explain how you felt. You loved him and although he claimed he could never love as it was an emotion, he understood your theory that he could still care without it. One night when you were struggling to sleep, Data was working beside you as he did most nights, and you entered into a debate about the ways he showed his feelings. And Data understood what you meant. Through small actions, he portrayed how he felt about you, the way he would initiate hand-holding, or the many weeks he had spent searching for a suitable pet name for you, reading your reactions to each one to find which one you favored. The time he spent reading your favorite book and memorizing it for nights when you couldn't sleep and recite it word for word. Small things that showed that, in his way, he cared.

As you stared at the detailed depiction of you in the painting, you could see how Data saw you and felt everything that he felt for you.

You had explained the feeling of being 'in love' to him before and although he reminded you that it was impossible for him to feel any emotion, including love, there was no other word to describe the emotions radiating from the painting of you.

In the painting, Data had shown you smiling back at your depiction of him, hair blowing in the wind, hand resting on his arm.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

You nodded. "I love it."

Data's lips turned upwards and you closed your eyes when he pressed a kiss to your temple, an action that had once shocked you but had become a regular occurrence. His reasoning, he enjoyed the feel of your skin against his lips.

There were times when Data mentioned that without an emotions chip, he could not feel as you do, but you argued that the android had more emotions than he believed. And he showed it all through his actions.

You knew he wanted the emotions chip, to feel how you felt. But you knew that you didn't need a chip to know how he felt about you because he showed you every day, in his own way.