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Data: I am curious, Wesley. How much time and experience at the console have you accumulated since becoming an ensign?
Wesley: About 10 cumulative hours physically, and about 50 hours of anxiety about it.
Geordi: Good job, kid! That ratio is usually much worse.
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yarboyandy · 1 year
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Halo Dancing Above My Head
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cookiebeard · 5 months
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As a child I wanted to be Wesley Crusher. Now that I'm an adult I kinda want to be Wil Wheaton... weird.
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gunnrblze · 2 years
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i don’t know why eveyone hates wesley crusher!!
i have so many thoughts about him.
yes he was a bit pretentious and annoying in the first few seasons, but what genius child on a starship with jean-luc picard commanding wouldn’t be? his mother was friends and colleagues, and some might even say lovers, with captain picard. he was like a father figure to him. if i was 16 again and in that position, i fear i’d be a lot more stuck up than he was.
he was a highly intelligent child and was praised for it. he was also just that, a child. kids are often times annoying !
in the episode ‘Final Mission’ in season 4, he acknowledges that he is extremely lucky, and has experienced things in the last three years that most don’t experience in a lifetime. he knows his privilege and is grateful.
he was a teen throughout most of TNG. discovering himself and the world. of course he would seem childish. maybe it’s just my perspective, but i never saw him to be arrogant. i saw him to be someone who had incredible opportunities given to him (whether that’s fair or not is debatable lol), and took them with eagerness.
is he a favorite TNG character of mine? not so much. does he deserve all the hate (not the valid criticism)? no.
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horsechestnut · 1 year
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Truly baffled by the fact Wesley is 18. I know in theory it’s been years, but in my head he’s been frozen at 16 for the entire show.
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theodorebasmanov · 2 years
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I’ve rewatched “Final Mission” (Star Trek: The Next Generation, season 4, episode 9). It’s one of the episodes in which we see Jean-Luc and Wesley bonding. Ensign Crusher sees a father figure in his captain and they both are afraid to cross boundaries but slowly and steadily grow closer to each other. (Spoilers!) Here they crush on a deserted planet with an impulsive “captain” of a mining shuttle, try finding water and shelter. Because of the “captain”, our captain (oh god, I’ve just called Jean-Luc Picard “our captain”…) gets injured, so Welsey has to manage the situation himself. Well, he manages to some point – the “captain” dies, but ensign gets to the water and saves Picard. By the way, the episode is called “Final Mission”, because Wesley is leaving to the academy and Jena-Luc says that he envies him and that he has to meet his friend – Boothby – a groundkeeper.
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rosalie-starfall · 1 year
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The Crushers
Space Mom & Space Son
Star Trek: The Next Generation 1987-1994
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idol--hands · 9 months
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spacefinch · 1 year
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Riker: *playing trombone loudly*
Wesley: *slamming oven door open and shut rhythmically*
A century earlier…
Scotty: *playing the bagpipes*
Chekhov: *slamming oven door*
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Dr Crushers Padd
Pairings: Deanna Troi & Beverly Crusher & Reader
Words: 2.2K
Summary: You get your period and nothing short of chaos ensues.
TW: blood, period, not sleeping, mentions of drowning, mentions of assault, cramps,
Role PLATONIC NURSE R
A/n kinda crackfic? Idk.
Wake up stained sheets making late to shift as Change bed. No credits for new sheets already recycled. Sleeping on towel so not sleep well. Tried on mission.
It was simply supposed to be a regular away mission. Nothing more, but it would never be that easy for you. Never.
The streak of bad luck started about two days ago. When you woke up on your period. Or more like… in it. You bled on the sheets during the night and so you had gotten up and put them in the recycler only to find that you didn’t have enough credits to replicate new ones.
Because you had only just transferred on board your credits from your last posting hadn’t transferred yet. So, you had been sleeping on a goddamned towel for the past few nights.
Better still because of your issue with the sheets, you managed to show up late to your first shift in sickbay. Not a good impression and you certainly weren’t going to tell your boss you had bled on the sheets. She was a woman and she had made it to shift on time. Heck Dr Beverly crusher was the CMO, and her file said she had never been late to shift. Not once.
Luckily, she let you off the hook and she seemed really nice. She had taken to you in the short time you had been there. She said you reminded her of Wesley. Whoever that was. Oh yes … her son.
Then yesterday she had told you she wanted you on the away mission. You majored in paediatrics, but your minor was xenobiology. Making you one of the more qualified med staff for the mission. It was simple really. A new planet was found orbiting twin binary stars, and its unusual orbit had some impact on the life on the planet. Radiation from the binary stars had made scans near impossible, so you and Dr crusher were to scope the plant life. Deanna Troi, ships Counsellor was also going incase of any more intelligent life being present. Also, Worf, data and Riker.
The trip had started off simple enough. You and doctor crusher had been charting and sampling the plant life in small bio containers to take back to the ship when the cramps started.
Normally, working in sickbay you could find something to dull the pain. Usually, some generic over the counter pain medicine that not even the CMO needed to sign off on administering. However, you were on an unknown planet with no pain medicine and no easy way to slip away to change your pad which probably needed it by now. And better yet you didn’t bring any pads with you.
You cursed softly and Deanna shot you a confused look sensing your distress. She turned to walk away from where she had been talking to riker by some large trees and began walking to where you and the good doctor were sampling some berries on a small shrub.
Seeing her approach, you stood to address the doctor. “I think i can hear a creek nearby which would indicate more plant life, most likely aquatic. Can i go have a look?” You said.
“Sure. Stay close though in case of trouble. I don’t want to have to pull you out of a creek.” She said with a smile, and you laughed.
“Don’t worry doc I’m an excellent swimmer.” You winked and disappeared into the bush.
The creek wasn’t hard to find. There were some odd plants around the edges which swayed with the current. Taking a scan with your tricorder it showed some interesting levels of saline content. The creek was obviously salt in nature.
You uprooted one of the small plants and gently placed it into a container. Where its leaves had touched the water, they had turned from red to a deep purple. That would have some interesting implications. Just as you scooped up a small vial of water your stomach cramped again, and you quickly put a cap on the vial and lent against a tree with your knees at your chest.
The cramps began to lessen as you tried to relax, footsteps came from nearby. Too tired from your awful sleep last night to turn and look you waited for them to come into view.
“Y/n?” A voice called. And you sighed. Deanna.
“Im here.” You said and the footsteps came closer until Counsellor Troi was stood above you.
“I can sense something wrong.” She said with an oddly motherly look. “What are you doing on the ground?” She asked.
“Moping.” You responded and she laughed softly.
“May I join you?”
“I don’t own the ground.” You said with a half-smile.
“Very well then.” She sat next to you, legs folded and back pressed against a tree opposite you. “Whats the matter Y/n. You seem … off.” She said with a kind smile. You sighed and opened your mouth to talk before shutting it and biting your lip.
“I sense a lot of conflicting feelings in you Y/n.” Troi said softly.
“There you are!” Came another voice and you jumped in surprise. “I didn’t mean to scare you Y/n.” Dr crusher said placing a hand on your shoulder. “Nice spot you found.”
“You're not mad I’m not working?” You said meekly and she frowned.
“No. I think we could all use a break. You especially, you look exhausted. Are you feeling alright?” She said as she sat so the three off you were in an odd triangle.
“Im good.” You said with a weak smile and Troi shot you a look. The smile fell.
“And a poor liar.” Dr Crusher responded, “I don’t need to empathic to know that.” She said and looked you up and down. “You haven’t been sleeping.” She said knowingly. You looked away and rested your chin on your knee.
“There’s more isn’t there.” The doctor added and you sighed.
“It’s dumb.” You huffed.
“I assure you whatever it is isn’t dumb Y/n your emotions are very real.” Troi said.
This time you didn’t respond simply looked at the water flowing by lazily in the creek. The sunlight came in rays through the dense tree branches overhead and the foliage was a beautiful deep green with oddly placed red and purple plants.
Before you knew it you had zoned out watching the water, a combination of your tiredness and ADHD. You heard the two of them talking softly and simply listened to the ambience.
After a moment you heard the familiar beeping of a tricorder. Turning you glared at the doctor who was scanning you.
“Im fine.” You huffed gently directing her hand holding the scanner away.
“You zoned out.” Deanna said.
“Im just tired. Thats all.” You muttered.
“And why, pray tell, are you so tired Y/n?” Beverly asked.
“A combination of things.” You replied vaguely and Beverly raised a brow and the scanner again, pointedly.
“Fine… fine.” You huffed.
“The truth this time.” Deanna added, “I’ll know.”
The doctor nodded and sat back on her heels, so she wasn’t hovering as much as before. You rubbed a hand over your face and let out another sigh, this time of defeat.
“I haven’t been sleeping really well and … you know …. Women things.” You said looking away.
“Ah…” Beverly said and looked you up and down. “Do you have everything you need?”
“No.” You muttered.
“No?!” They both exclaimed.
“What are you using?” Beverly asked.
“Right now?” You asked resting you head on the tree. And she nodded.
“Right now.” She agreed.
“Nothing. Let’s just say I’m grateful the lower half of the uniform is black.” You said closing your eyes.
“You know i could have given you a pad, right?” The doctor said and placed down her med kit, opening it up and pulling out a small white package. You groaned.
“Cramps?” Deanna asked and you nodded and before you knew it there was a hypospray being pressed into the side of your neck and the pain melted away.
“Thanks.” You said rubbing your neck.
“That’s perfectly alright Y/n.” The doctor responded. “Now you said you hadn’t been sleeping well.” She said and looked at you with her best motherly look she used on Wesley to get him to clean his room.
You sighed and relaxed into the tree.
“I bled on my sheets my first night here and like an idiot I forgot to check if i had credits before recycling them. There must have been some issues transferring my credits from my last posting.” You explained and Deanna and Beverly frowned at each other.
“Y/n what are you sleeping on?” Deanna asked and you looked away, avoiding eye contact.
“A towel.” You mumbled after a short pause.
“A towel?!” Beverly exclaimed. “Wait a minute … you said the first night. Is this why you were late to your first shift?” The doctor asked and you had to give her credit, she was quick. You looked at her and simply tapped your nose. She sighed.
“Y/n i can replicate you some sheets myself. If you need something just ask. I’ll see what i can do about getting you your credits.” Beverly sighed.
“Thank you.” You whispered.
“Now, go change.” She said and pressed the white package into your hand, folding your fingers over it.
“We’ll keep the boys away for you.” Deanna winked and you gave a half laugh.
“Thanks.” You said and walked a bit off past some trees and out of sight. Once you had successfully changed your pad out you grinned to yourself and placed the old one on a rock. Deciding to have some fun you pulled out your phaser and pointed it at it. Altering the setting and disintegrating it. You grinned to yourself and walked back.
Both women turned to look at you. The doctor frowned. “What did you do with it?” She asked and you grinned and tapped your finger on your phaser. Her jaw dropped open.
“You didn’t” Deanna laughed. “That’s genius.”
“An old trick my last commander taught me on one of my first assignments.” You said and sat down in your spot again.
“So, are you feeling better?” The doctor asked and pulled out her tricorder as a threat again. You smiled.
“Much.”
“Shes telling the truth.” Deanna said with a nod.
“What was in that hypo?” You asked with a grin.
“Caffeine laced pain killer.” The doc grinned and Deanna shot her an unimpressed look.
“My girl.” You said with a smile and shot her finger guns making her laugh.
“You’re both incorrigible.” Deanna said shaking her head. “Doctors.” She sighed sounding defeated. “Fixing everyone but themselves.”
“Correct.” You said and stood, offering a hand to the doc. “Shall we continue my good sir.” You smiled and Beverly smiled back. “Of course, my dear.” And you hauled her to her feet before turning to Deanna and offering her a hand. She smiled softly and took it.
Once the three of you were upright, you gestured for them to follow you.
“Watch this.” You said and dipped your finger into the water before using your other hand to hold one of the plants leaves from earlier steady. With your wet finger you drew a small love heart on the plants leaf. With a fake gasp you turned to the doc. “Why thats anatomically impossible!” You gushed in a mock tone, “It has a heart.” You said feigning shock.
Deanna hid a smile with her hand and Beverly gave you an unimpressed look. “Im never giving you caffeine again.” She said and you braced your hands on your knees and stood, brushing off your pants and grinning.
“Well, we should probably head back before we find out if data can have a conniption or not. But we could always stay … in the name of science of course doc.” You said and she rolled her eyes.
“Data will be fine.” Beverly said and pulled you behind her back up the small bank and past the bushes from earlier.
“Ready to go ladies?” Riker asked once he saw you.
“Yes.” You deadpanned and he laughed.
“Tough crowd.” He said and you lightly slapped his arm. “Assault of a senior officer. I should throw you in the brig.” He said with a smile, and you rolled your eye.
“Yeah right, senior indeed old man.” You said with an air of sarcasm, “And I should have had you court marshalled back in the academy when you decided to take sixteen young betazed women…” You began, mocking him. Before you could finish, he clapped a hand over your mouth with a smile.
“Well thats enough of that.” He said matter of factly, and Beverly smiled an amused smile at Deanna who smiled back.
“I can always get the story later.” Beverly said and riker went to respond but yelped.
“Ew Y/n. Don’t lick my hand thats gross.” He whined, wiping it on his pants.
“Please, i once watched you drink someone else’s coffee before an exam.” You said rolling your eyes.
“Ew will … really?” Deanna asked and you grinned.
“That was tame compared to some of the stuff he did.” You said with a shit-eating grin.
“Riker to enterprise.” Riker interrupted tapping his combadge and you laughed deeply at his obvious distress.
“Enterprise here, ready to beam up sir?” O’brian asked and Riker gave the affirmative.
“Saved by the bell.” You mouthed with a grin as the small team beamed up.
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ruthbaderjaneway · 4 months
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It’s snowing and freezing today. I have to go to work in two hours (I work remotely) and a part of me wishes the power or internet would TEMPORARILY go out. I’m exhausted and want more time to write. No internet = no work. A human can dream!
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Picard, on an away mission: *sneezes*
Picard: *pulls a muscle*
Picard: *Winces and trips backwards, falling*
Riker:
Wesley:
Picard:
~Later~
Picard, in medbay, visibly bruised: A word of advice: Never turn forty. You start to fall apart.
Wesley:
Riker: *trying not to laugh*
Wesley: Noted, sir.
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hellativity · 7 months
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wore trek tng uniform tshirt to halloween dance class. (it's gold). My 40-something yr old dance friend comes into class and immediately says "hi Wesley." I'm Wesley forever smh
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scifidancer · 1 year
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STAR TREK: The Next Generation /
“All Good Things "
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horsechestnut · 1 year
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They really are committed to putting Wesley in the most boring costume possible at all times.
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