#mpcu

[buc-eebarnes]

fake/pretend relationship. captaineer. 675 words. might finish later on, depends. server likely saw it first.

“A marriage alliance?”

“Yes,” the Councilor repeated for the third time. He was starting to get impatient, and—good lord. You had to come up with an alternative real quick.

“As much as I would love to be allied through marriage, I’m afraid that I will have to decline.”

The Councilor raised an eyebrow. “And why is that, Captain?”

Now or never. “I’m married.”

There was a collective gasp around the bridge, which was to be expected. What you didn’t expect was Mark going rigid next to you, fingers stilling on top of his datapad.

The Councilor narrowed his eyes through the holographic display, and you did your best to act cool. It wasn’t the first time you had to stretch the truth like this. You were pretty sure that somewhere, in the multiverse, you were happily married and doing things only a married person does. You sort of wished the wormhole was back so that you could pull that version of you into this situation right now.

“I…see.” The Councilor frowned. “May I ask why this was not in the briefing when your delegation visited us?”

You put a hand on your chin thoughtfully. “I didn’t think it was relevant, Councilor. I’m a very private person, and I prefer to keep my personal affairs to myself. I apologize for any offense regarding my actions.”

“Well,” he said haughtily, “may I ask who you are married to?”

All eyes were on you. You didn’t blink or miss a beat when you gestured and said, confidently, “My head engineer, Mark.”

The collective gasp returned.

You felt Mark’s incredulous stare burning a hole in the side of your head, and you had to fight to maintain eye contact with the Councilor, whose eyes shifted between you and your head engineer.

“Our Earth’s Space Force doesn’t even know, as well as the crew members of this ship,” you continued, gaze downcast, “but we wanted to make things work, and we certainly knew that if we had revealed that we were married, they would have assigned us on different stations. We wanted to avoid that as much as possible, so…” you spread your hands. “Here we are.”

The Councilor was silent, taking in this information. You didn’t turn your head or try to shush the restless crew—you needed to get out of this scrape, preferably alive and with your ship still intact.

“Such a shame,” the Councilor ended up saying. “I truly believe a marriage alliance would have made matters much better. But alas,” he tipped his head at you, “you are currently in wedlock. Unless you engage in polygamy?”

Your eyes widened a fraction. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Councilor, but polygamy is not for me. It’s just Mark. He’s the one, and he’ll be the only one.”

The Councilor digested this, shifting his gaze between you and Mark. “Such a shame,” he repeated. “But I must respect your wishes. We will figure out a way around this marriage alliance, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes we will,” you nodded, and the Councilor made a motion off-screen to cut the call.

As soon as the hologram dropped, you let out a shaky breath, briefly closing your eyes.

The tension was palpable, and no one said anything for a long while.

Someone cleared their throat. “Well,” and your eyelashes fluttered open, glancing sideways at the source. It was Gunther, puffing on his cigar. “That happened.”

Burt whistled lowly.

“Captain,” Celci hedged, “what did you just do?”

What did you just do? You didn’t know what kind of expression you had right now. You also didn’t want to turn to face Mark, but…

You eventually twist around to his stiff figure, straightening your posture. He was staring at you with something inscrutable, but you couldn’t deny that you saw the rage and hurt simmering beneath the surface.

Swallowing, you pleaded, “Mark—”

He turned heel and left, punching the sensor for the bridge door to slide open. No one said a word when it closed, the clanging echo ringing in your ears.

“Shit,” you muttered.

#captaineer #head engineer mark x the captain #head engineer x captain #head engineer mark x captain #head engineer mark x reader #iswm mark x reader #iswm x reader #iswm fic #my fic #mpcu

[phoenix-art-official]

*slaps roof of markiplier characters* THESE BAD BOYS CAN FIT SO MUCH GODDAMN CHROMATIC ABERRATION

#markiplier #markiplier cinematic universe #mpcu #wilford warfstache #darkiplier #warfstache #who killed markiplier #wkm

[himbos-hotline]

And what if fairytales don't have happy endings What if they end up in war?

reblogs are appreciated Gif requests: Open // check pinned post

#markiplier cinematic universe #markiplier #markipliertag2 #mpcu #wilford warfstache #mayor damien #damien the mayor #actor mark #william j barnum #celine the seer #DAMIEN #wkm #wmlw #mouse makes gifs now

[cate-geo]

I'm back on my Remus Sanders and Wilford Warfstache should could and are best friends obsession again

#they're the same person your honor #wilus #remus sanders #wilford warfstache #sanders sides #markiplier #mpcu #wkm #wmlw #ahwm #adwm #iswm #siegos

[celastapasta]

Could you hand me that rag over there?

You and Mark do a quick costume change after escaping through the sewers during a heist.

Rating: G

Chapters: 1 Words: 545

Pairing: Heist!Mark/Reader

Check it out on AO3! or read on below

“Can you be quiet for one second, Mark? Oh my god,” you hiss, glaring at him as the two of you slink through the sewers.

“Well excuse me, but you’re not the one soaked from head to toe in all this,” he says - entirely too loud - while gesturing wildly to himself.

“You chose to jump in that barrel!” You’re whisper-yelling now.

“It was an emergen-” Your hand flies to his mouth at the sound of footsteps down the corridor. His breath puffs warm on your fingers and both of your eyes track where the sound is coming from until it fades farther into the facility. He gives you an indignant scowl when you remove your hand and you return it with just as much zeal. You roll your eyes and wipe your hand off on your jacket- definitely not hiding the fact that his proximity was getting the best of you. If he weren’t covered in sewage you would’ve kissed that scowl righ-. You shake your head. Now is not the time to think of that.

“Come on, let’s get changed,” he whispers, already tossing his bag to the floor and pulling his beanie off.

“Why do I have to?” you protest. “You’re the one covered in gross.”

“They’re searching for thieves, and that’s exactly what you look like,” Mark provides as he slips out of his vest. Your eyes widen slightly as his fingers brush the hem of his sweater and he meets your eyes for a second before you both study literally anything else.

“As if two civilians roaming the sewers will be any less conspicuous.”

“It’ll hide us from a distance at least.” His shirt passes over his head in your peripheral vision and makes a wet plap when it hits the ground. You glance over at him when you notice he’s staring. At a quizzical look from you, he sighs. “You have our extra clothes.”

You jump and reach for the zipper of your bag. “Right. Yeah. I guess you have a point about my clothes too.” Why are you getting so flustered right now? It’s not like you two haven’t been in close quarters or had to do an emergency change before. When you pull Mark’s clothes out of the bag you scoff, tossing them to him. “A suit? Really?”

“Hey I look good in it. Plus I didn’t expect to have to wear it in a sewer!”

“Alright, alright, you don’t like the sewer. I get it,” you say; your voice sounds annoyed but there’s a good natured smile on your lips. You grab your own change of clothes and begin undressing, facing an array of pipes to keep this situation from getting any more awkward. You insist to yourself that you’re overreacting and thinking way too much about this slightly unorthodox turn of events. It’s just you and Mark in the middle of a heist that’s only gone a little off the rails. And yet when you turn back around after pulling the last of your clothes on, his eyes are staring intently at your back.

Blush tints Mark’s cheeks. “Could you uh, hand me that rag over there? I’ve still got grime on my face.”

You hold his gaze for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, of course.”

#heist mark x reader #heist mark x y/n #heist mark #heist y/n #a heist with markiplier #ahwm #mpcu #my writing

[spoopkook]

ISWM edit

Never Be Alone Shadrow

An edit I made for the markiplier discord gift exchange. Unfortunately my giftee disappeared into thin air? If anyone knows what happened to Totinos#4810 let me know...

#markiplier #iswm #edit #edits #markiplier edit #iswm edit #in space with markiplier #in space with markipler spoilers #in space with markiplier edit #im mentally ill #its super long i know #i hope you enjoy #my edits #my edit #mpcu

[ratt-teeth]

I can’t stop drawing Wil and my mpcu oc Maggie, so I’m making it everyone’s problem

[click for better quality, you know the drill]

#wilford warfstache #Warfstache #markiplier #markiplier egos #ocxcanon #oc #mpcu #markiplier cinematic universe #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #ratt teeth art #Wil and Mags #ratt teeth ocs

[nesquikflavoredchapstick]

OH MY GOD I GOT THE SEASONAL OVAS I DIDNT KNOW THEY EXISTED THIS IS EXCELLENT NEWS

#the mpcu doc is about to get even bigger <3 #baby girl you are going to be at over 20 pages and you dont even have the entirety of s1 #IN MY DEFENSE #im not a super big fan of the flashback ep or that one couple sooooooooooo #which like #nothing wrong with them (blah blah yeah the show's problematic) they just arent for me #i will get around to noting them as well but im stressed bc i feel like im dying so i wanna watch my faves yk?

[francis-ford-kofola]

Forever stuck in the MPCU (Mario Puzo Cinematic Universe)

#i accidentally read the lucy mancini subplot on the bus and i still haven't recovered #mario puzo #the godfather #superman 1978 #sandra corleone #lois lane #sonny corleone #(this is about him after all) #margot kidder #julie gregg #i am obligated to tell you that there are multiple versions of the superman script so this line might not have been written by mario puzo #but like the pattern is there right? #cinematic parallels #superman 1978 posting #my gifs

[itsbinghebitch]

at this point GMMTV should change its name to the MPCU (mark pakin cinematic universe) 

[buc-eebarnes]

go in as a green light

He clears his throat. “Hi. Um. The crew told me you hadn’t gone to the mess hall to eat yet. I was wondering, if, uh…” he waffles a bit putting his words together, and when he’s finally able to speak, it’s a rush of, “D’youwannagetdinner?”

pairing: captaineer

tags: first dates, second dates, the romance route egos appear but it's comical, post-iswm, hold on ending

rated T || 4275 words

“Ah,” you glance back to where you had crackers and a hastily wrapped block of cheese on your dining table laid out. You’d been feeling sluggish all day and hadn’t wanted to leave your room. “Real food would be amazing right now.” The corner of his lips quirks up, and it changes his sheepish expression. “There’s something really good in the kitchen tonight. Chef says it’s your favorite.”

read on ao3 || buy me a coffee!

#head engineer mark x the captain #captaineer #iswm fic #iswm x reader #engineer mark x captain #head engineer mark x captain #head engineer mark x reader #engineer mark x reader #in space with markiplier fic #in space with markiplier x reader #iswm fanfiction #markiplier egos #porniplier #the captain (iswm) #mpcu #my fic

[phoenix-art-official]

its unprofessional to have shirt stains! better get rid of the whole shirt

heh

#wilford warfstache #warfstache #markiplier #markiplier cinematic universe #mpcu #feeding the simps is always funny

[cate-geo]

#polls #they finally gave them to me #mpcu #wkm #adwm #ahwm #iswm #iswm part 1 #iswm part 2 #markiplier #adventures with markiplier #Damien #wmlw #waia

[jobkash]

Nurse Assistant - 36 hrs - Midnights - MPCU - Henry Ford

Nurse Assistant – 36 hrs – Midnights – MPCU – Henry Ford

GENERAL SUMMARY: Under the direction and supervision of the responsible Registered Nurse (RN), performs specific patient care duties to meet safety and comfort needs

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[spoopkook]

ISWM edit

Never Be Alone Shadrow

An edit I made for the markiplier discord gift exchange. Unfortunately my giftee disappeared into thin air? If anyone knows what happened to Totinos#4810 let me know...

#markiplier #iswm #edit #edits #markiplier edit #iswm edit #in space with markiplier #in space with markipler spoilers #in space with markiplier edit #im mentally ill #its super long i know #i hope you enjoy #my edits #my edit #mpcu

[80hdean]

I think I’m gonna just start posting bits of the elaborate mpreg fics I’m writing in the secret good timeline where I’m able to overcome the gnarled tangled mess the adhd makes of my executive functioning skills and actually compose complete narratives

but since we live in the hell timeline, the fic concepts are trans mpreg navel gazing h/c kinda nonsense and by “writing” I meant “word vomit bits and pieces of ideas in the small hours of the morning” but oh well!!!!

anyways here’s wonderwall*

*the first installment of the MpCU (mpreg cinematic universe)

Naturally, Dean is a trans dude, because I’m glamorous and clever like that

Cas’ deal with The Empty actually appears to operate under Buffy/Angel soul-loss purity dynamics, aka they fuck against the wall in the dungeon post-confession and then the Empty comes for him.

It goes like this:

Cas confesses he loves Dean but knows he can’t have him, but instead of that statement immediately summoning The Empty, he stands there awkward and expectant for just long enough for both him and Dean to realize oh, The Empty’s not coming, and Dean has processed it enough to stalk towards him saying “you dense son of a bitch, you can have me”

Fade to black lol I’m not writing a sex scene rn

Certain ill-advised decisions regarding safe sex were made, but in their defense they were barely thinking at all, and were kinda expecting imminent Death.

Tl;dr oops, Dean gets knocked up, and now we get him experiencing post-Chuck Widower Arc 2: The Sequel, while he tries to deal w the whole “what the fuck, I’m a dude who is accidentally pregnant with my dead best friend’s potentially half angel baby” thing. Christ, he’s basically a walking (but unsurprisingly not currently) talking episode of Jerry Springer.

#I always want to yell JEREMY BEAREMY whenever I talk about the hell timeline vs the good timeline #mpreg cw #I will always tag for this btw so if for some unfathomable reason you dislike any discussion of mpreg but you’re determined to follow me… #there’s that at least #mpcu #I did rewrite the scene where the empty takes cas (minus the sex scene bc idk I’m never drunk enough to manage that) #and I’m a little embarrassed about how much I prefer it to canon. I guess that means im doing headcanons right. #I only wrote it from cas’ pov tho im still not settled on where dean’s at but I will get there. maybe. #also no my mind is not yet made up whether the child is a nephil or not. Cas has grace performance issues so who knows what went down #magpie dot txt