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confessions when one character thinks the other is sleeping prompt pls omgggg
cheezy homie i always see u in my notifs and of COURSE i had to go all out on this !!!! sorry if it's late jfsdkljfsdkj jet lag got me conked out as soon as i landed but here it be! (unbeta'd tho 🥲 also trying out a different format 👀)
conversations with myself (about you)
pairing: head engineer mark x the captain
tags: confessions, sleeping, fluff and angst
rated G || 1469 words || read on ao3!
You huff out a sigh of relief. You'd been trying to chase Mark down all day, but his assistants kept telling you that he was in different parts of the base.
You should've known to check his office.
But there he was, slumped over the table with his head resting on top of folded arms. He must've tired himself out from all the projects he was micromanaging. You squint at the laptop to see what he was trying to work on.
It's a progress report. Multiple, actually. You stifle a sigh and look down at his sleeping figure. "Oh Mark, what are we gonna do with you?"
He doesn't stir at your words, which is a testament to how tired he is. You keep your voice low regardless.
There's a folded blanket on the couch, and it smells of him, a weird mixture of pine, oil, and the soap rations they brought from Earth. The couch must be where Mark crashes all the time, which pulls a frown on your lips.
You drape the blanket over him, securing the folds over his shoulders. He's gonna have a crick in his neck in the morning, but he'll thank you later, probably.
He looks so peaceful, sleeping.
You observe him for a while. The constant furrow between his eyebrows is gone. He doesn't frown in his sleep, but his lips are parted, and you can hear the soft puffs of breath he releases. His hair is a bit of a mess, as if he'd run his hands through it multiple times throughout the day, and you find yourself wanting to do the same.
"When was the last time you knocked out like this?" you mutter. Your hand touches a strand that's fallen in front of his eyes before you could stop it.
Reflexes kick in and you jerk back, but he doesn't stir. The only thing that changes is that his brow furrows slightly, but his breaths remain constant, and you relax your arm. You hesitantly take off a glove, and, before you can chicken out, reach forward to tuck the strand of hair behind his ear.
That then motivates you to run your fingers through his thick black locks, and it's as soft as you imagined.
You chuckle lightly, amazed. "Whaddaya know."
You continue the motions, and eventually, the wrinkles between his brows disappear, his features peaceful once more.
You drink your fill admiring him. Wide nose. Strong jaw. Big ears that stick out. Beard's getting to the point where it would break regulation but you're the highest official on this base and what Earth doesn't know won't hurt them, anyway. You look down at the fold of his arms, contoured by muscles. His hands, his fingers, that are so deft, made to create and fix what's destroyed. Why does everyone put you on a pedestal about looks when Mark is literally right here, sleeping soundly and looking sculpted by the gods himself?
"Everyone's blind," you mumble. "I don't hold a candle to you."
The urge to hold his hand is incredibly strong. You could do it—thread your fingers with his until he wakes, blinking blearily up at you with trusting eyes and whispering "Captain?" in a sleepy voice, and you suddenly feel small and unworthy about every single time he followed your lead without question.
And you feel the weight of infinite universes on your shoulders. Not once did you initiate anything more than friendship with Mark with all of the chances you've been given. He was always the ballsier one, more impulsive, more outspoken. As someone who has taken the mantle of a captain of a spaceship, you are an incredibly timid person.
"I wish I had your courage. Your tenacity. Your ability to take charge." You let out a humorless chuckle, and your fingers twitch against his scalp. "Countless universes, countless timelines, and we end up right back here. If only I wasn't a coward. Maybe I could finally ask you out on that date, y’know? To not worry about being a captain. Just someone going on a date with the person they like."
He doesn't respond, but you think you could see his breathing stop for a moment. It's a minute thing, barely there, but it's enough for you to cease running your fingers through his hair.
Did he hear you? Panic wells up in your throat. Oh god. "Mark?"
He doesn't answer.
"Are you awake?" you whisper.
He still doesn't answer. His breathing resumes again, slower this time.
You bite your lip, waiting for ten very long seconds, and you slowly pull your hand away.
You swallow down whatever feelings bubbled up to the surface and leave his office, quiet as a mouse. You lean against the door and close your eyes for a moment, wondering if you'd fucked up a friendship you'd spent these past few months trying to mend.
The trek back to your quarters is long. You get ready for bed and end up staring at the ceiling for the rest of the night.
Was he awake? Did he hear everything? If he heard everything, then he definitely felt you with your hand in his hair.
Sleep takes you, eventually, but the sun is starting to rise when it does.
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"—and that concludes today's meeting. Please consult Summers for the minutes if there's an item you have a question about. I'll see you all next week. Dismissed."
The morning following the whole did-Mark-hear-did-he-not-hear dilemma is strangely anticlimactic. Mark greets you with the same gusto he does every other time he sees you, which is, to say the least, minimal. He doesn't give an indication that he heard you last night, or that he was disgusted by any of your actions. Frankly, it seems like he's avoiding talking to you, which is already the norm for your relationship these past few months. You chalk it up to your paranoia and gather up your datapad, shutting off the holographic projection on the table when he says, out of the blue, "I don't think you're a coward."
You jump nearly three feet in the air. The room had mostly cleared out, and any stragglers were busy talking amongst themselves, oblivious to the sheer terror running through their captain's veins.
"Jesus Christ, Mark! You scared me."
He raises an eyebrow. "How? I've been right here this whole time."
"It was unexpected, alright?" you huff, clutching your heart. "Give a person a warning, would ya?"
There's a fond smile on his lips, one that rounds his cheeks and narrows his eyes in a good way. That's when what he said hits you.
"Wait. What did you just say?"
"I said I've been right here—"
"No, no. The first thing."
"What, about me not thinking you were a coward?"
Your jaw drops, and every single cell in your body is screaming to run. He fucking heard you last night. He knows. He knows.
"I don't think you are. I never thought you were. I still stand by my opinion of you from the first time I met you."
You don't know what to do. He tilts his head down so that he can look you in the eye, and strangely enough, you find yourself unable to pull away.
“Captain, I’m going to be very presumptuous for a moment.”
Your mouth mimics that of a goldfish. “E-excuse me?”
“And I will go ahead and repeat myself again. You’re the bravest person I know. I don’t think you’re a coward. And even if you were, I wouldn’t think any less of you.”
You maintain eye contact, but you find yourself at a loss for words.
He steps closer, and there’s no malice or anger on his face. All you see is your head engineer, smiling at you like he always has, but there’s something clearer about it. Open fondness, affection, adoration. He tentatively takes your hand, interlocks your fingers together.
“I think you shouldn’t worry too much about being a captain. And I should probably take my own advice and not worry too much about being a head engineer. It’s a hard thing to adjust to when it’s the only thing you’ve known for so long.” He swallows, looks down at your hands. “But I’d still like to see what it’s like to not do that. Just someone going on a date with the person they like.”
It finally hits you.
You close your mouth, and you feel your features morph into something incredibly hopeful.
“I think I’d like to see that too,” you beam. Then, “Would you like to go on a date with me, Mark?”
The answering grin he gives you is blinding, and your chest is aflutter.
“Yes,” he squeezes your hand, saying your name. It sounds wonderful coming from his lips. “Yes, I would love that.”
buy me a coffee!
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It is the final day of 2022.
To all my friends, old and new:
I'm glad I'm ending this year with you.
@visodette
@anzanxious
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@bisexual-confusion
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@seraph-draws-stuff
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#[ 🗣️ | the magical girl speaks ]#holidayposting#new year's eve#new year#dawn of the final day#i'm glad to have met you and i hope we become better friends moving into 2023 🫶
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also im curious,are you still going to reblog things on tumblr ? honestly its kinda scary to me for the future of the amrkipleir community, id be so afraid on missing out on so many cool artists :(
while i won't be reblogging things on tumblr, there are definitely many other artists and community members on here that are worth checking out!
[such as @rebar2042, @qjel-01, @cheezylueezy, @tippytanpies and much much more]
i was already rather inactive online in general, so if you're looking for any community things going on, other blogs would be better for that. i'm sure you can find plenty of artists and people in the community!
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I have 80 followers now. People stop following me challenge/hj
I mean, since you're already here, might as well check out my talented artist/fic mutuals:
@'chilei-the-hotsauce
@'lovelymoonmagic
@'buc-eebarnes
@'seraph-draws-stuff
@'mulderhiggins
@'cheezylueezy
@'here4dragons
@'bllaaaaarrgh
@'dont-talk-back-to-heapass
@'haapanjuuri
@'silvercaptain24
@'ohhhelios
#not actually tagging any of them cause i know they're almost all busy#and it would be more funny if they suddenly gained a lot of followers and didn't know why#if you do follow any of them tell them 🐛 sent you#void chatter#hmmm am i forgetting anyone?#i feel like I'm forgetting people#brain why you no cooperate with me this month#i don't wanna upset mutuals i forget to mention here :(#I FORGOT HAAPA HOW COULD I FORGET HAAPA. HAAPA IM SORRYYYYYYY
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I posted 498 times in 2022
That's 436 more posts than 2021!
147 posts created (30%)
351 posts reblogged (70%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@seraph-draws-stuff
@cheezylueezy
@iolite-moodboards
@starchaser-the-prophet
@buc-eebarnes
I tagged 496 of my posts in 2022
#reblog - 300 posts
#art - 168 posts
#seraph draws stuff - 96 posts
#digital art - 90 posts
#seraph says stuff - 87 posts
#rb - 69 posts
#markiplier - 63 posts
#iswm - 61 posts
#fanart - 50 posts
#self reblog - 36 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#when he had his arms out and was repeatedly asking for instruction clarification while staring off into the distance i felt that in my bones
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
he says, holding an iced caramel macchiato
733 notes - Posted September 10, 2022
#4
yeah
773 notes - Posted October 22, 2022
#3
you lunatics actually did it
1,455 notes - Posted October 19, 2022
#2
three thoughts on the mario teaser
1: jack black is amazing and can do no wrong when playing any character
2: we were robbed of having more than 2 seconds of luigi
3: WHY does mario look and sound like that its so weird and wrong
1,592 notes - Posted October 6, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
lmao what if the turtleneck engineer mark wears is actually sleeveless
4,718 notes - Posted September 27, 2022
Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →
#tumblr2022#year in review#my 2022 tumblr year in review#your tumblr year in review#i KNEW that stupid turtleneck post would be no. 1 >:/#sogh head in my hands rn#if the todoroki post wasnt mass reblogged the first turtleneck art probably would have been fifth 😬#seraph says stuff
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small kisses littered across the other’s face from the prompt list for captaineer please 🥺 also btw i'm still reeling from your last chapter. the actor mark crumbs!! i gasped!!
anything for u cheezy <3 and haha yes actor mark crumbs!! i have to shoehorn in my worstie :')
from this prompt list. send me an ask and i'll write it!
a dream, aloud
pairing: head engineer mark x the captain
tags: sleeping, forehead kisses, KISSING, fluff
rated G || 510 words || read on ao3!
Waking up in bed with someone else was always new.
For the majority of your existence, for however long you have jumped through time and space and across the multiverse, you have always woken up alone. Partners rarely lasted, and the spot next to you was always empty. Before, you’d lay in bed for minutes at a time, palm running back and forth across the cool sheets.
It was lonely.
But in this moment, you didn’t feel lonely. Strong arms wrapped around your frame, one curled around your waist and one serving as a pillow for your head. Your nose was buried in the junction between the neck and shoulder. It smelled of mint, pine, oil, and the spicy curry from the night before. The sun streamed through the dimmed windows, bathing the room in warmth.
The sheets weren’t cold. You weren’t waking up alone. It felt…
Safe.
A beard rasped against your forehead, pulling you from sleep. It took great effort to open your eyes, so you kept them closed, tightening the arm you had slung around the torso. Your hand loosely grasped at the back of the shirt.
A nose traced along your hairline. A thumb rubbed back and forth against your nape.
“Good morning,” a voice rumbled.
Someone made a noise. It took a moment to realize that it came from you, and you let out another noise.
The voice chuckled, and it reverberated from all points of contact.
“Don’t wanna get out of bed yet?”
You shook your head slowly.
“We have a lot of stuff we need to get done today,” the voice mused, pressing lips to your forehead.
You shook your head again. You weren’t gonna do shit if you could help it.
“Good morning, Captain, Mark,” the Computer chimed softly. “Shall I cancel all appointments for today?”
“Hmm,” Mark mused, “how ‘bout we just wake up a little later than usual?”
You pouted, brow furrowing.
“No?”
A nod instead.
He hummed again. “I think it’s gonna have to take some convincing.”
Pressing his lips against your forehead again, he kissed his way down your nose. He migrated to the left cheek, the one that wasn’t pressed against his arm, and peppered kisses there. Down your jaw, your chin, and he used his nose to nudge your face to lift the other cheek. He kissed and kissed and kissed so lightly and gently that your eyes fluttered open, and when he saw that you were finally awake and looking at him, he pressed his lips to yours, close-mouthed and full of love.
When he pulled away, you chased after, and he chuckled again. You thought you could listen to it every day as soon as you woke up and never get sick of it.
“Just a little later than usual, then,” you whispered against his mouth, and he met you again. You made out languidly against the sheets, basking in the morning sun, and your heart had never felt this full.
Safe was a good way to describe this, but ‘home’ seemed more fitting.
buy me a coffee!
#cheezylueezy#ask#captaineer#in space with markiplier x reader#iswm x reader#iswm captain#head engineer mark#iswm fanfiction#iswm fic#engineer mark#my fic#in space with markiplier#in space with markiplier fic
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every time you write the captain just staring at mark and noting his features just makes me go insane sdgjljfsklhfd
omg 🥺🥺 i, as well as the captain, love going on and on about mark's features. he makes me feral.
just look at him!
head engineer you are such a different flavor
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Hi juls! 15 and 8 for the ask game? 👀
hi! decided to put y'all's asks together! also, tumblr ate my response after i had finished writing it. so now i am rewriting it again. rip.
8. Narrative or dialogue?
I lean more towards dialogue! I could honestly go 50/50, but if I know what the characters are saying and/or talking about, I can write the scene around that. I can do interjections whenever and however within the text, and it's always fun to play around dialogue when you can envision the little breaks that come whenever a character's holding conversation with another.
15. What is your favorite detail to include while writing?
Definitely where the eyes go. There's so much emotion you can show with eyes. Are they focused? Distant? Shifty? Downcast? Do they go from character to character, or do they glance between whatever object is on the floor to another character? It's my most-used way of depicting emotions, for sure. I tend to use it a lot! I might break out the habit soon, though.
the ask list for writers
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ayyy i just noticed our pfps match!! 🤝
:0 u right!!! memento mori 🤝 the unus to my annus
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wait i just realized i didn't specify the ship: captaineer
asdhjkslkjl sorry
lmao no worries! i figured as much so 💖💖 here is the link to the answered prompt!
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spiderman pointing at spiderman but it's me @cheezylueezy @inspacewvee and @ohhhelios
#[ 🗣️ | the magical girl speaks ]#ft. the wormhole discord server#the wormhole discord server#LMAAAAAAOOOOOOO
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