#captain liam shaw

[foodcu-be]

drawing these guys again

[not-rude-ginger]

Ok I'm halfway through Picard s3, and I have to say, so far, I really like Captain Liam Shaw.

He's an asshole.

But he's also hilarious. And I kinda dig that he's a rules guy because it works for him. There's a reasoning for it and you can tell he wants to protect his crew, even as he's a ladder climber.

He's just a fun addition.

Insert "Marge Simpson holding potato" meme

[liamshawday]

On February 16, 2023, Picard Season 3 aired its first episode and ✨️Liam Shaw✨️ made his first appearance. One year later, it's time to celebrate!

-Ten days of fan creations, for lucky number ten-

(See guidelines below- do as much or little as you would like to! Choose any of the three prompts and make any fan creation)

Prompts:

Day 1-Feb 16th: Alive/ S3E1 The Next Generation/ Hurt-Comfort

Day 2-Feb 17th: Borg/ S3E2 Disengage/ Backstory

Day 3-Feb 18th: Chicago/ S3E3 Seventeen Seconds/ Fix-it

Day 4-Feb 19th: Dead naming Explanation(s)/ S3E4 No Win Scenario/ AUs: Modern, Coffee shop, Vampire etc.

Day 5-Feb 20th: Engineering/ S3E5 Imposters/ Drabble or short fic

Day 6-Feb 21st: Fears/ S3E6 The Bounty/ Post-canon

Day 7-Feb 22nd: Gumption/ S3E7 Dominion/ 3&1 or 5&1

Day 8-Feb 23rd: Holodeck/ S3E8 Surrender/ Friends to lovers or sex pollen

Day 9-Feb 24th: Knives/ S3E9 Vox/ Crossover (with anything)

Day 10-Feb 25th: Lucky number ten/ S3E10 The Last Generation/ Trapped (in the turbolift, or anywhere)

Guidelines:

All fanwork welcome: art, gifset, fics, crafty stuff, we love it all

Use any of the three daily prompts, or of course you can use two or three of them if you like

It's okay to mix prompts from different days, such as Holodeck(day 8) and trapped(day 10) and you can post on whichever day you want

You do not need to make something for all ten days! Pick just one day or more than one. Post your creation to tumblr on that date.

For the episode prompt you can make anything to do with that episode: gifset, missing scene fic, etc.

Post your creation (or a link to your creation) on tumblr

Tag @liamshawday and we will reblog!

Any ships welcome, please tag

If you post an entire fic or chapter on tumblr use a readmore

NSFW welcome, please tag “nsfw” on your tumblr post/use appropriate tags on ao3

If you post a fic on ao3 please add it to the “Liam Shaw Day 2024” collection

*No Shaw hate please, we know some people don’t like this character, but we would like to keep this event positive. (We also know how to block and will.)

[departmentq]

Todd Stashwick gives no fucks...even when it's ™

[princesscolumbia]

Star Trek Captains, A Review and Categorization III - The Search for Captains

So there was little enough response to the last poll (a single vote) that I didn't think anyone was interested in more...but this is one of those posts that keeps on giving, so I'm going to at least finish this up with the two that I've gotten the most anecdotal (non-poll) feedback to do.

If you missed it, the first post in this series.

And since nearly EVERYONE missed it, the second.

Captain Seven

Star Trek said Trans Rights! So very done with your shit! Hasn't yet met her younger brother Dal, but probably will approve of every single choice he's ever made. She doesn't know everything, but she knows more than you. Only marginally less of a badass with a phaser than Admiral Crusher. Can make a Sapphic's panties spontaneously combust from a lightyear away. Can make a starship spontaneously combust from a lightyear away, it just takes more effort on her part. Borg Queen? Nah... my Queen!

Scorecard

Found Families: 3

Timelines she's personally been involved in rewriting: At least 3

Hearts broken: 3 (No, Raff, you only count as one)

Mothers: 3

Category: Sempai!!!

Captain Shaw

Salty? Salty! Just some dipshit from Chicago. Walking trauma nerve, do not cross. Does NOT like jazz. Will work his way into your heart while still being the Doctor House of the Starfleet Engineering Corp. Ride or die, but goddamn had you better be ride or die, too, or he'll break you. He'll find a way. The angry sonovabitch that says all the words that tell you he hates your guts but will make you into the best version of yourself against your will.

Scorecard

Times he handed Starfleet legends their ass in verbal spars: Countless

Times he managed to keep an aging, neglected starship from falling apart around his ears in such a way as to make other Starfleet legends amazed: At least 1

Times he's set aside his personal (almost justified) prejudice against Borg to nurture and promote his first officer: 1

Times he was traumatized in such a way that we can kinda understand why he's such a massive tool: 1

Category: Angry Neighbor Shouting At Kids When They Lose Their Ball Over His Fence...then the ball is 'mysteriously' on the kid's porch the next morning with the leaks patched, re-inflated, cleaned up, and with a note about proper throwing technique

Will there be more? Maybe, if there's enough of a demand I might just do another post like this.

[2mo3cm-man]

“Hello, New Pope? Listen congrats, anyway, I’ll convert to your weird yet social religion if you refer to yourself publicly as a dipshit.”

[starfleetisapromise]

Proud owner of a set of Season 3 Blu Ray discs. Just look how much prettier he is when you can actually see him! (Yes, this did require some image processing).

[stardate44002point3]

Anyone else more than a little peeved that Shaw is not on the Picard S3 cover?

[strangenewwords]

researching deck plans for Star Trek fanfiction is totally normal, right?

[emma-m-black]

Lillian Crusher, a What if Multi Chapter Story.

Chapter Five

I had an idea for a story spin on this season's Picard. Where Lillian Crusher is the Daughter of Beverly and Jean-Luc and it was that fact that Beverly became pregnant with her that Jack was formed by our bad guys as a twin to use for their future plans. Kind of my take on the comment from Vadic about when she says something along the lines of "you think he was yours?"

Let me know what you guys think. I have a few chapters done up now and like all my work I post on the interwebs, it is really unedited. So excuse grammar and spelling that you come across, I usually just stream of conscious these for the most part.

All Works Mater List Post

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four,

Seven, along with the ships, two special guests walked in. “Captain Shaw, sir. May I present Admiral Jean-Luc Picard and Captain William Riker.”

“Gentlemen, please. Come, sit.” Greeted the Captain. ‘“And, Hansen, there really is no need for intros."

Lillian sipped on her wine as she watched the others moved around the table. She noticed both men eyeing her.

“I apologize, Captain. Are we late?” Asked Admiral Picard.

Captain Shaw brought a napkin up to wipe his lips. “Hardly. Just your reputation preceded you so far into the room that we started early. May I introduce my Senior Intelligence Officer? Commander Lillian Crusher.” He motioned with a hand toward Lillian

“Crusher?” Captain Riker questioned as he looked at Admiral Picard. “I don’t remember seeing that name on the crew manifest.”

“The transfer is still going through Sir’s. Please sit.”

Admiral Picard eyed Lillian as he stepped forward. “As a token of appreciation for your hospitality please accept...” Began the Admiral as he handed a bottle of wine to the Captain.

“On, Chateau Picard.” Captain Shaw took the bottle and immediately sat it down away from himself. “That is... that is terrific. I’m much more of a Malbec man myself.”The Captain took another bite of his meal. “Captain Riker, I take you for somewhat of a bourbon-ista.”

“I enjoy the occasional old-fashioned. what gave you that idea?”

Lillian took notice of the Admiral’s continued stares. There was no subtilty to his action, and she knew exactly what he was thinking about, his history with her mother. Reaching for her wine, Lillias brought the glass to her lips and took a large sip.

“Well, the bebop that I had to purge from the system when I took the chair. Speaks to your freewheeling, loosey-goosey Kentucky mash kind of style.”

A choke came out of Lillian at her Captain’s words, and she put her glass back to her lips to hide her smirk.

“Not a fan of jazz?” Asked Captain Riker.

“Mmm. No, I am not. I like structure. I like keeping tempo and time. Which is why you will probably find this inspection boring for the likes of you two.”

“It’s just all in advance of the fleet exercises for Frontier Day. Ensuring the condition of our starships would be boring?” Asked Admiral Picard who had finally dragged his eyes away from Lillian to look at Captain Shaw.

Lillian sat her wineglass down and looked to Captain Riker. “Tell me, why wasn’t I made aware of the notice for inspection?”

“Well, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise had it been announced to the fleet.”

“Yes, but as a notice of surprise inspection is still required to be made in private memo to the Senior Intelligence Officer. Now would be as good a time as any to plan something against Starfleet and those involved in the celebrations.”

“With the amount of pressure on this years celebration’s, inspections were only now just decided upon.” Said Admiral Picard. “The paperwork, as you would say, is still going through. Tell me Commander Crusher, any relation to one Doctor Beverly Crusher?”

Lillian took her napkin and placed it on her plate. “She gave birth to me, yes,” Replied Lillian with a hint of disdain in her voice.

“Such a cold response.” Captain Riker spoke.

“Yes, well, that’s what happen’s when both parties carry a heavy disdain for one another.”

“So you haven’t spoken to your mother recently, then?” Asked Admiral Picard.

Lillian stood from her seat. “Not since I expressed my desire to join Starfleet, and her response was to ship me off. Captain, if you would please excuse me, I have some final preparations to do before our departure.”

“You’re dismissed Commander.” Captain Shaw spoke with a nod of his head.

“Commander.” Lillian spoke as she looked to Seven before turning to the rest of the table. “Sir’s” Then she left.

Lillian made her way towards her quarters but paused at the door, then turned and made her way towards Captain Shaw’s room and used her authorization code to enter the room. “Lights” She called as the door shut behind her. Looking around the room, she found the layout similar to her own. She ran her hands along one of the bookshelves. There were some old earth classics, and many volumes on the engineering, diplomacy and histories of Starfleet.

Lillian made her way towards her quarters but paused at the door then turned and made her way towards Captain Shaw's room and used her authorization code to enter the room. "Lights" She called as the door shut behind her. Looking around the room she found the layout similar to her own. She ran her hands along one of the bookshelf's. There were some old earth classics, and many volumes on engineering, diplomacy and histories of Starfleet.

There were may statues, weapons and other small favors that were most likely collected throughout his many years in Starfleet. Lillian moved throughout the room and eventually she found herself moving around his bed. There was a dresser off to the side and she activated the second one down and found a few basic Titan branded t-shirts. Pulling one out Lillian removed her uniform and slipped into the shirt. Her clothes now discarded on the floor, she pulled a book from one of the shelves and padded barefoot to the couch and laid down.

She was on her stomach a good portion of the way through the book, her bare legs swinging back and forth as she turned the page. The door opened and Lillian turned her head to see Captain Shaw enter the room. When he saw her, he jumped and put a hand on his heart. "Fuck me."

"Well, perhaps that can finally be arranged." Said Lillian from her spot on the couch.

"I would asked how you got in here but I really don't care." Captain Shaw undid the top of his uniform before dropping himself down on the couch next to her." He leaned back and put a hand over his face. "Did you know about this?"

Lillian closed the book and sat herself up. "No, but given the oddness of it all I wouldn't be surprised if the two were connected. Did they give away why they are really here?""

"Some bullshit excuse of showing what the ship is capable of by going off schedule to the Ryton system."

"That's the edge of federation space."

The Captain pulled his hand from his face. "Yup."

Placing the book down on the coffee table, Lillian crawled over and swung a leg across the Captain, and rested herself in his lap. She tucked her hair around her right side to get it out of the way, and she looked at him with a smile.

"So mommy and daddy issues huh?" Lillian felt his hands skirt up her bare thighs as he spoke. "I mean it makes sense. Secret agent. Deadly and seductive, nothing to lose."

"Past trauma and a penance for control." Replied Lillian with a raised eyebrow,

A smile appeared on his face and he looked her up and down before meeting her eyes. "Yeah, you got me there." His hands trailed further until he paused, his pupils dialating. "Commander, are you not wearing underwear?"

"It's Lily." She responded. "And no I'm not, I do believe I left them on your bedroom floor Captain."

"Liam, call me Liam."

[ponderosa121]

Star Trek: Picard. Captain Shaw. Staying on brand by drawing dilfs on Father’s Day.

[ulinatorina]

Now I've reread almost every Liam Shaw centered Fanfiction on AO3 twice.

What should I do now???

[old-man-hell]

i am never not physically and emotionally lusting over Todd Stashwick... Twelve Monkeys (the series) did irreparable damage to my brain and baby, I'm not interested in getting better.

[departmentq]

How the Lower Decks finale should end for Bradward Boimler:

With all of the lower deck four each making Lieutenant Commander, Brad is ecstatic, as he's received orders back to the USS Titan.

Excited to be working with the Rikers again, stepping off the shuttle, he rushes to the captain's ready room to report to his former/new again CO.

Chiming to enter, he hears an unfamiliar growl, “...come...”.

The door slides open...

It's Captain Liam Shaw, eating a blue steak dinner...

Art by @foodcu-be