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zee-stars · 1 year

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Reader and egos as love tropes

So basically I looked up love tropes and I'm gonna be writting the egos that I think fit into them :)

Rivals:

I'm thinking like Actor Mark after the events of WKM and like you guys go for each others throats but you were in love with him before WKM and you still kinda are.

Maybe also Dark but not so much in my brain.

God x worshiper:

Obviously god of night. He is literally a god and you are his worshiper. Do I even need to say more??

Has a dark side × loves them anaway:

Obviously Dark. Like you were there for WKM and after the events you always find a way to go back to him because you love him but he thinks you shouldnt cause hes evil and you're like "stfu"

Dumbasses in love:

Wilford x reader%

I think this one fits it perfectly. There is not much else to write about it. Just when I think of this trope that is exactly what I think about.

Sunshine x sunshine protecter:

Yancy x reader and probably Dark x reader.

I feel like for Yancy it could go either you being the sunshine or him being the sunshine I think it works both ways.

For dark he is definitely the sunshine protector. I can just imagine you're talking to someone and hes just standing behind you giving them a death glare.

Super cocky × tried not to fall for them but did anyways:

Illinois x reader. Man is so cocky. Like Imagine you are trying so hard not to think about him and his stupid smile or about how much you would love for him to hold you that you try to avoid him during adventures. He catches on to why its happening and then one day he just like kisses you or something idk. Idk about you guys but if that happened to me I'd just about die.

Friends to lovers:

Yancy x reader, Damien x reader, Head engineer x reader. I think this fits so many egos but these are my top three. Like when you first meet them you guys get along really well and become best friends but eventually you both catch yourselves falling for the other. Then you guys get together and you are the happiest ever.

Second chance:

Tbh I love this idea with Dark. Like Imagine you and Damien you're together or married if you would. But then everything goes down in WKM and you lose him. A while later you run into Dark and you instantly see Damien in him. At first Dark is against starting anything with you but he has Damiens heart and his heart calls for you so you start dating Dark and maybe get married again, if you will.

Fake Dating:

Damien x reader. This is before WKM. Imagine he is sick and tired of people trying to hook him up with their daughters or whatever at parties and one day he says he has a wife. Many people are shocked and they start bugging him about it. They ask for his wife's name and he says your name by mistake. They say that next party he has to bring you so now hes trying to explain what happened to you. You agree to be his fake wife for the night. You both have an amazing night and at the end of the night as he is bringing you home he starts confessing and stuff and then you kiss him.

Flirt x oblivious:

Illinois x reader. He is very flirty but you are kinda dumb and just don't pick up on it. He literally would say he loves you and you're just like "I love you too!" But he can tell that you mean it in a platonic way. Eventually when you confess to him this is how it goes.

"Look, I've liked you for so long but I was scared that you didnt feel the same way"

"I LITERALLY HAVE BEEN FLIRTING WITH YOU FOR MONTHS"

"Friends do that"

"I SAID I LOVED YOU"

"Friends do that"

"what about that one time when we were walking through a narrow path and we almost kissed while you were pressed against me?"

"Okay maybe friends dont do that..."

Overthinker x never thinks:

Head engineer Mark x reader. Let's be honest. There is not a single thought going on in Head engineer Mark's head. With the captain on the other hand thinks to much. There is not a single second that they aren't thinking about something. Especially when they think about something going wrong with the ship. Luckily for Mark the captain is there to think for the both of them.

"You do realize that it's not supposed to be like that?"

"What do you mean? Was it not always like that??"

Talks x listens:

Head engineer Mark x reader. Kinda goes back to the last one. I feel like there are many times that the captain and Mark are together and he will just be rambling.

"Oh, I'm sorrry captain, I dont mean to be a bother with my rambling."

"No, I want to know why you hope the new plant has a beautiful sky."

Long distance:

Yancy x reader. I'm thinking like during iswm. Reader is up in space doing Captain stuff and they miss Yancy so much. They told him that they were going to space camp cause they didnt want to explain what was actually going on. In case he started to worry. But they found a way to still keep in contact and write letters. It was tough not getting to see him in person but they knew when they got home Yancy would be able to come with them.

Temporarily one sided:

I feel like this one could fit many egos but I like Yacny x reader the most.

So you stayed in the prison with him and you guys were really close. You shared a cell and spent all day with each other. You had fallen for Yancy. It was easy too. He was clingy in a good way and always made you feel heard and comfortable. You didnt know how to tell him. He didn't realize you're feelings and he didn't recognize his at first. He didn't think it was love. He didnt really know what love was cause he had been starved of it for so long. Tiny helped him figure out and after awhile he told you.

Fell first x fell harder:

This but with Damien.

You and Damien were very close. He was you childhood best friend and now you worked by his side. His crush on you definitely started around you guy's teen years. Mark and William definitely teased him for it and Celine tried to convince him to tell you. But he never did. Around the time you guys graduated high school, you started to fall for him. You were completely smitten by him. Confused by how you went this long without noticing. It was hard to keep it in, so you told Celine.

"Omg finally. Tell him. He is in love with you and has been for years!"

After you did and you guys got together it was easy to tell that you were completely in love with him. You're guy's friends (Will and Mark) teased you by saying you were worse then Damien. It was true. You fell so hard for that man. (We all did. He's so pretty)

Workaholic x clingy:

I think this one fits Damien x reader and head engineer Mark x reader.

For Damien he is the workaholic and you are clingy. Like he'll come home from work and be like "I have work to do."

"Is it due tomorrow?"

"No."

"Then we can take a nap first."

And if the work is do tomorrow you'll but wrap up in his lap while he gets it done. Usually you fall asleep while he's working and he'll carry you to bed after.

For head engineer Mark you are the workaholic and he is clingy. You can not get work done around him. Especially if it's late at night. He will beg you to go to bed with him or pay attention to him and if that doesnt work he will pick you up and carry you to bed or away from your work.

That is all of them. I plan on writting actual stories for some of them so expect that. If there is any that you just want me to write let me know and I probably will if I wasn't already planning on doing it. Also I found the best photo of Damien earlier and I want to share it with you.

ISN'T HE BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I WANT TO GIVE THIS MAN THE BIGGEST SMOOCH!! God I love him so much.

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cozyenigma · 4 months

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Sleepless

(Hope this was what you envisioned!)

Word Count- 1241

Request?- Yes

Summary- Late nights in space weren't out of the norm. Everyone dealt one way or another but it was easier when you had someone to pass the time with

Warnings- None

Insomnia wasn't a unique problem aboard the invincible two. Even with artificial day night cycles it was still a struggle to adjust to sleeping in space. You frequently found your crew trying to mitigate it as best they could, in their own ways.

Burt was probably the only one who actually tried to sleep on a schedule. Making sure his tea stash was stocked in the mess hall was always a wise choice. He was quiet at the best of times and even more so when he was short on sleep.

On the other hand, you had Celci. She had a meticulous plan in place for herself. Being the head of cryostasis probably had something to do with that. She limited her caffeine intake, screen time past a certain point, and certain foods entirely. Despite that, it wasn't uncommon to see her working into the wee hours of the morning. Or what should've been morning by earth standards. The stubborn scientist always reasoned that there was always more work to do so she ought to make herself useful.

Gunther... Well, so long as he had free access to a shooting range he kept that particular problem to himself.

You sighed, running a hand down your face as you walked down the hall. There wasn't much of a need to have a night crew with the planet right beneath you so it was blessedly silent. What you kept coming back to was late night walks. It let your mind and your body wander and, ideally, wear themselves out.

Your footsteps echoed softly as you neared the bridge. The usual silence you expected, however, was broken by soft snoring sounds. They only had you pause for a moment before continuing into the bridge.

His legs were poking out from under the console. Tools were scattered about his sleeping form, a wrench still loosely grasped in one hand. You shook your head and approached. Mark was the type to keep going until his body gave out on him, insomnia or no. Gently as you could, you reached out and shook his leg.

Mark jerked awake and lurched upwards, directly into the console. You winced at the clang and Marks following curses.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. Are you okay?"

Clambering out from underneath the machinery, Mark looked up at you, still holding his forehead. "Captain? Why're you still up?"

You couldn't help but snort. "Pot calling the kettle black much?"

Brushing his tools aside, Mark stood up. "I wasn't up till a few seconds ago actually, thanks for that."

He brushes his hands off on his pants, giving you a knowing look. "And you still haven't answered the question."

Already you had similar snark locked and loaded to throw back and yet... You paused, looked out of the window at the expanse of space and the small, small ball you all risked your lives to get to.

"The usual," you said eventually. "Bonus nightmares included." You ignored how Marks expression softened at that. "I was just- trying to walk and clear my head is all. You?"

A long pause. A sigh. "About the same. I didn't even try to go to bed so, think you got that one on me. One of the crew mentioned the display had been glitching out so," he lightly kicked at the console, "here I am."

The laugh that came out of you then wasn't amused as much as it was just tired. "I'd say glad to know I'm not the only one but I kinda hoped you were doing better than I was at least."

Kicking his tools out of the way, Mark goes to sit down against the console, facing the window. "We're a team in all things, Captain. Even the fucked up nightmare department."

He pats the floor next to him and you take the invitation, sidling up next to him. The two of you both watch the planet below in silence. Tomorrow the efforts to establish a colony below would begin in earnest. Before this, the idea would have filled you with excitement. Now though... you were just tired. Mentally and physically you were exhausted and you were keenly aware of how much you needed the sleep for the day to come.

"You think they're doing okay?" Your confusion must've been obvious since Mark continued, "Back on Earth, I mean. What do you think they're doing back there?"

"I don't know... Probably just- living their lives, I guess," you muttered, looking back outside.The thought never occurred to you. That sort of peaceful normalcy with lifetimes, light years behind you now.

"I dont know," he sighed, "I just keep thinking what I'd be doing right now if I wasn't- hurtling through space, yknow?"

You hummed and nodded. Hesitant, you asked, "Do you- if you could go back and never take this job on, do something else, would you?"

When he looks at you then there's a faraway look to his eyes you'd never seen before. Well... one you'd only seen one other time. "...At the end of the day... No," he murmurs. "No I don't think I would. Knowing what all I do now. I'd do a lot of stuff differently but not that. I know one way or another I'd end up out here, in space."

You're almost relieved when he looks away from you again. Then you feel him knock his shoulder into yours."

Besides, someone needs to keep you on track, Captain."

You snort despite yourself. Knocking him back just has the two of you in a vicious game of trying to push the other over. By the end of it you're both laughing like only the sleep deprived can. An idea abruptly popped into your head and you would blame the sleeplessness that made you act on it almost immediately.

Shifting, you laid down and placed your head squarely in the middle of Marks lap. You could feel him stiffen underneath you.

"Uh-"

"You're a good pillow, shush."

After a moment he relaxes again, setting his hand on your arm. "Alright, whatever you say, captain."

You yawned, shaking your head. "When are you gonna stop calling me that?"

"Whenever you're not my captain anymore. Which I don't see happening anytime soon."

"Kiss ass," you muttered.

There's a finger poking you in the cheek. "Only if you ask nicely."

That sent you sputtering, turning to see him looking down at you with a similar expression. You could already see the blush darkening his cheeks and feel the same on yours.

"Uh-"

"Can we-"

You both stop. Then, Mark continued, "We're gonna just blame that on the no sleep."

"Yeah that- that sounds good."

There's an awkward silence after that. One where you just stubbornly stare out of the window and try not to think too hard about the man you're with. Eventually, that fades as the exhaustion sweeps over you again. You'd scoot back into him, the back of your head resting against his stomach now, and sighed.

At some point Mark would start idly rubbing his thumb across your arm. The presence of another person, the warmth of it, was enough for you to finally close your eyes.

When your crew mates both found you passed out on the bridge, they left you alone for a while. Not before some pictures were taken to commemorate the occasion of course but the two of you could use some shut eye.

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cleake · 2 years

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Giving flowers to the egos

Engineer:

-He’s very surprised, he hasn’t seen flowers in very long time, he forgot how pretty they are, how they smell

-Is so happy you gave them to him, he sees this as a very meaningful gift

-“Captain, look how pretty they are! You have a good taste, Captain”

-He keeps them in his locker, and is very gentle with them, they mean a lot to him

-He waters them regularly, even if something important is going on, they have to be watered

-He likes to look at them, it calms him and makes him think of you, and how lovely you are

-When he’s sad or stressed he smells them, he loves their sent

-If you are in a bad mood he’ll bring the flowers with him and sit with you, offer you to take the flowers

-“They are so full of hope, it’s nice to stop for a moment and just appreciate our existence”

-If they die Mark will be so heartbroken, he’ll come to you and show them, with a sadness within him

-“I tried my best, I thought I did everything right. Why they had to die? I’m so sorry Captain”

-If he himself ever gets a chance to get flowers he’ll give them to you, he wants to do something for you too

Yancy:

-He too didn’t see flowers in a while, he always associated them with goodness and he isn’t like that, why did you gave them to him?

-He’s so confused he doesn’t really know what to do, he loves them, but thinks he doesn’t deserve them

-“Don’t people give flowers to each other as a reward? I don’t deserve them”

-Even thought he feels bad about getting them, especially from you, he keeps them in his cell, and keeps them alive

-When he feels lonely he looks at them, remembering you

-He shows them to his close friends, and tells them about you, can get a bit sentimental

-“They are so nice, look what they gave me, I can’t believe someone so good decided to give me them”

-He watches them a lot, he loves noticing the details on their petals

-If someone tries to touch them he’ll remind them that stealing is illegal

-“I don’t think youse’s know what this is! This is worth more than anything in this prison and it rightly belongs to me, so I ask you to keep youse’s handy hands off of them!”

-If they die Yancy will ask everyone for help, but gardeners don’t usually show up in prison

-He’ll write you a letter telling that your gift withered

-“I’m so sorry, I tried my best to take care of them, I hope youse’s are not angry”

-If he gets more flowers from you, he’ll watch them at all times, they mean more than they look

Dark:

-He hasn’t gotten a gift in a long time and didn’t see flowers much

-He is flattered that you gifted them to him, but at the same time doesn’t think of it as something big, humans give each other flowers all the time

-But as time passes he starts to think of them more as a sign of how much he means to you and it confuses him, he doesn’t think he means something

-But accepts that you think of him as something more, and something important

-He watches them a lot, he sees you in them

-They are new and bit unusual to him, but they give him a warm feeling

-He waters them regularly, knows how much water they need and puts them in sunny place

-He sometimes talks to them, about his day, thoughts and feelings, he feels less alone with them

-He tells them things that he wishes to tell you

-“Something so small and seemingly so unnecessary is so important to me, so calming and beautiful”

-He doesn’t let them die, and never will, they are his to hold and nothing will make him not to

-He is surprised that he attached himself so much to them, he never did to other things, why they were so special? Because they are from you?

Actor:

-He gets a lot of flowers, and buys for himself

-He likes them, he thinks they are a great decoration

-Flowers from you made him believe that they can also be a great calming factor, and something more personal

-At first they are indifferent to him, just some leafs to put on his desk, but after some time he gets more in sync with them, he noticed how he feels a bit different when looking at flowers from you

-They made him focus more on themselves, and he kinda got obsessed with them

-Every morning he checks if they are watered correctly, the butler could’ve made some mistake, makes sure that there is no dust on them, and that they get sun

-He talks to them, strokes their petals gently and thinks of you a lot

-“If I knew I would get so attached to a plant I wouldn’t accept it but here we are”

-He hides them from others, he doesn’t want anyone to destroy them

-They are always in his room, locked from others

-He takes good care of them and won’t let them die, they are too important

Illinois:

-He likes shiny things, but appreciates the simple ones too

-He’s close to nature, he likes to spend time in it

-Flowers from you are something important, it’s a thing that’s always with him, that it’s familiar and even though everything around him is changing he has something that always stays the same

-He is very fond of them, they mean a lot to him, and when he feels lonely he looks at them, and remembers you

-He is in a lot of danger on his adventures but as a professional he always comes out of it in one pice, and your gift does also

-He won’t let a single thing hurt the flowers, he keeps them in a safe place in his bag, and checks a lot if they didn’t got squished

-At night time he takes them out to look at them, sometimes he hymns to them, or talks

-He always has separate water for them, or will get it some way, they can’t die, they remind him of you and feels like you are with him

Damien:

-He appreciates flowers, and thinks they are very helpful for the nerves

-He keeps them on his desk, and when takes a break from work he looks at them to calm himself

-They are always in good condition, Damien is a good gardener and takes good care for them

-He doesn’t get to see others a lot because of his job, but your flowers keep him company, and he feels less alone

-He talks to them, sometimes reads his paper work

-When his sad he’ll look at your flowers, focusing his attention on them to stop worrying

-He loves how they smell, how they look, and feel, he can’t stop admiring them

-He feels like you’re with him trough the flowers and is in a good mood because of them

Wilford:

-He doesn’t really have time to take care of them, but always does his best to make sure they are watered

-He doesn’t really understand what is so special about flowers, but somehow the ones from you seem much more appealing them others

-He talks to them a lot, he tells them about his day, his feelings and memories

-He vents to them too, sometimes he feels like he can’t talk to anyone else than them, and they will only understand

-He treats them like human being, says good morning, goodnight, maybe he sees them as you too much

-He realizes that he pretends the flowers are you, and sees how much he’s hiding from you

-He loves them, and his indifference about flowers changed a lot

-He does sometimes forget to water them, and is angry because of it, he can’t see them die, they’re too important

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years

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Mayhaps a Space Mark x Captain Reader?

So, you know the scene in Avengers: Endgame with Tony’s arm mangled from the Infinity Stones? I thought it’d be cool if the Captain had a thing similar to that, but less lethal, if that makes sense.

I was wondering if you could do something with the reader with serious ptsd from everything that happened, overworking themselves to the bone, realizing that the spot Mark yanked the crystal out had become infected or something. The reader has a horrible long and pulsing wound that goes up to their shoulder from having the crystal so long, and they knew it would scar, but this is so much worse, but they convince themselves they are fine, but then eventually Mark and the crew realize the reader is seriously hurt when the reader almost passes out in the hallway. Mark argues with the reader, telling them to just let him see, and they panic, knowing how he’ll react, but Mark finally pulls their sleeve up and finds the wound.

And stares. And stares, hearing CC scold the Captain and saying how they could have lost their arm to infection if they had left it like that much longer. He then shakily patches it up, not letting anyone else near it, because it was his responsibility. He did this to them.

Reader passes out sometime during all this, and when they wake up, Mark is at their bedside and won’t meet their eyes, bringing them water and shakily asking them what else they need, before the reader says his name and he just absolutely breaks down, sobbing, apologizing and crying.

Angst and comfort and pining and confessions please? 🥺❤️

'God, it’s worse than I imagined-’

“Ouch.”

Wincing as your fingers barely grazed against the pulsating wound, you stared at it in the bathroom mirror, wondering how you let it get this bad.

It all started when that damn crystal was ripped out of your flesh. You still remember how it was so painful you couldn’t even speak or cry out...you were just in total shock the whole time. And you obviously knew it was gonna scar, though it never gave you much trouble.

At least not until now, as it transformed into this horrid thing that trailed all the way up to your shoulder. The flesh looked like burnt muscle, with bluish blisters embedded in its mass.

Feeling your stomach lurch, you sucked in a breath and rolled your sleeve back down and put your gloves on.

You’ll deal with this later. You had other matters to attend to as captain. The duties didn’t stop just because the colony was getting set up.

Not only that, but you couldn’t tell Mark about this. Even after getting out of that messy timeloop, you never told him that he accidentally scarred your palm...and you definitely didn’t plan to show him what became of that scar.

He would be devastated.

And what about the rest of the crew if they found out and panicked?

That would be messy, and you hated messes. So you figured you’ll carry on as usual and see if your assistance was needed anywhere. Surely everyone was wondering where their trusty captain had run off to. It’s surprising that nobody’s spamming your messages yet..not even Mark.

But as you left the room and trekked down the corridor, your uniform suddenly felt unusually heavy. And you could feel your arm throbbing and your breaths becoming labored.

‘Maybe I just need to get this off..’ You figured, removing your helmet. However in doing so, the pain sharply swelled up and you hissed in agony, dropping the gear to the floor and startling a few nearby crewmembers--Celci included.

“Captain? You dropped this.” She frowned as she picked up the helmet and gave it back to you, though she noticed how exhausted you looked. “Cap? Is..everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’m..I’m all good, CC. I just got butter fingers today.” With a tired smile, you tried taking it, though you nearly dropped it a second time and quietly cursed at yourself.

Now your sleeve was irritating the wound, and you itched it furiously.

“CC! Are you messing with the captain’s helmet?!”

You froze. ‘Oh shit..why now?’

He’s here, too.

“No, Mark.” The cryo lead huffed as she put the helmet down. “They have trouble carrying it, and..they don’t look so good either. Like they’re running a fever.”

Immediately, Mark’s glare vanished into a look of concern as he saw you sitting against the wall, and he knelt down. “Cap? Are you sick? Do you need anything?”

“N-No, no..I just..need a minute to rest my legs.” You tried staying calm, but it was failing with the anxiety welling up inside your chest. His staring didn’t help matters, either.

“Captain, don’t think I haven’t noticed. You’ve been working your tail off all day. And you’re sweating bullets. Maybe you should take off the jumpsuit-”

“No!”

He flinched at your shout, and even you seemed surprised as you shrunk back and clutched your arm. So much for trying to stay calm and not worrying anybody. “I mean..I..I’m sorry. It’s been a long day.”

"What’s wrong with your arm?” Mark asked.

“Nothing.”

“...then why are you holding it like it’s broken?”

“Nothing is wrong with it, Mark.” The panic was starting to settle in as you scowled at him, wishing he would just drop the subject. “I-If you don’t stop asking, I’ll...I’ll...”

“You’ll what? Demerit me for being concerned about my captain’s well-being?!” Now he was growing irritated, too. “If nothing’s wrong, then can I see it?”

“.......”

“Captain-”

“You’re not gonna like what you find..” You finally muttered, realizing that you can’t stop him. He was too stubborn and concerned for his own good...and you knew it was only going to hurt him in the most painful way possible.

But you just sighed and looked away, closing your eyes as you felt Mark gently take your arm and roll up the sleeve a little bit.

That was more than enough to horrify him.

You expected him to react with disgust, though when you bravely opened your eyes, he was just staring at it. Even as he took off your glove and found the crystal-shaped scar in your hand, he didn’t show much of a reaction to that either.

His eyes only stared and stared...

“My god..what happened?!” Celci was shocked, but you were barely able to focus on her words.

Your blurring gaze remained on Mark as, with trembling hands, he dug up a roll of bandages from his pocket and wrapped them around your arm. He did it as gently as he could, ignoring the concerns of anybody who walked by and asked what happened to you.

They didn’t understand.

None of them would understand.

Because only he knew what caused this.

Because he did this to you.

His guilt only grew when you eventually lost consciousness right as he finished, and he was oddly stoic as he quietly ordered the medical team to get a stretcher, operators, and medications ready.

It was all he could do to keep himself from breaking down in front of them.

..............

Hours later you came to and woke up in a bed. You sat up a little, recognizing your surroundings as the medical bay built within the colony. It was definitely more spacious than the infirmary back on the Invincible II, with your own individual room.

As you took in the scents of clean chemicals, you realized you were just in your uniform pants and sleeveless white undershirt. You looked at the bandage on your arm, covering your wound from fingers to shoulder. It wasn’t hurting anymore, thank goodness.

Though..it left you thinking about Mark and wondering if he was doing alright.

Then as if a higher being from above heard you, the door opened and you saw your head engineer stumble in with a glass of water. His gaze was downcast, refusing to meet your eyes; not even as he shakily set the cup down on the small table (which also held flowers native to the planet and get-well-soon notes). A few water droplets spilled, but that was the least of your worries.

Instead you watched Mark as he sat in the chair by your bedside, his head still bowed. “M-Morning cap, can I...get you anything else?”

He was very much not alright.

His voice sounded so monotone, yet so broken at the same time.

This was exactly what you dreaded. So you tried to be gentle with your wording so he didn’t think you were upset with him.

“I’m okay, thank you Mar-”

But before you could finish saying his name..he broke down into tears, hands rubbing at his face as he sobbed quietly. “Wh-Why...Why didn’t you tell me...I..I did this to you?!”

“I didn’t want you to worry.” You frowned with guilt. “It’s my own fault for letting it get this bad. You have every right to be mad at me.”

“..h-how could I ever be mad at you when I’m the reason you got infected i-in the first place?” With a tearful voice he finally looked up at you, face tinted red and eyes puffy. “You didn’t give yourself that s-scar...i-it was my fault..”

Your heart broke further as he choked out those words. Those exact same words he said about the warp core..

Indeed, it was a traumatic experience for both of you. Especially for him, knowing he’s hurt you several times and tried blaming you for all the problems he caused..thinking you were betraying him and the universe and...

But he just sniffled and looked at you directly. “The doctors..brought down the swelling and removed those blisters. Th-They said your arm would still be functional. Might take a few days, though..”

“That’s still good news.” You nodded softly.

“Yeah. Celci was going on and on about how lucky you were..not to need an amputation. God, I..I-I can’t even imagine if that had to happen because of me.” He laughed tearfully, voice breaking into sobs again. “I-Imagine me screwing up that badly, huh? Wouldn’t that be funny?”

Shaking your head, you sat up more to hug him, unable to bear seeing him this upset. And you let him cry into your non-infected shoulder as you held him as tight as you could.

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, [y/n].” He didn’t mean to say your actual name, but he was so crushed by the “what ifs” and felt this gut-wrenching heartache inside of him--the fear of losing you or being the reason you lost a limb eating him alive. In this moment, saying your name felt natural.

“It’s alright, Mark. I forgive you.” You patted his back. Even if you only had one good arm left, you’d still give the best hugs that you possibly could to this man.

“Y-You’d still forgive me if-?”

“Of course. Neither of us could’ve known it could infect me like this. And if I needed that procedure to save my life, then..that’s fine. I’ll learn to live with it. Besides, I could get myself a cool robot arm.”

You heard him laugh a little bit through his tears, his stubble tickling your skin. ‘At least he’s feeling better now.’ You sighed softly in relief as you stroked his hair absentmindedly.

He gazed at you tiredly, a smile on his lips; though he did something unexpected as he pulled you closer and rested his forehead against yours, eyes closed. You were flustered, but shut your eyes, too, holding onto each other for a few moments.

After some time Mark pulled away, taking your hands. “[Y/n], there’s something I’ve..been meaning to tell you.” He cleared his throat. ”I was so terrified to lose you, both today and in that wormhole-warp core fiasco. I didn’t think I’d ever get the chance to say this, so I’m going to right now: I...may or may not have...f-feelings for you that you may or may not reciprocate...?” He murmured quietly, averting his gaze.

Even he sounded unsure of himself, thinking this was too unprofessional.

Maybe it wasn’t the right time, but he was so afraid that there wouldn’t be a “next time”. Anything could happen to him or you or the crew tomorrow or tonight...with all you’ve been through there’s been missed opportunities and no second chances for some things.

And this was a huge risk he was taking--a risk that could end with him being heartbroken and you never looking at him as anything but a head engineer.

Yet when he nervously looked up at you, all he could see was your warm smile, feeling your hands tighten around his.

And in that moment he found no reason to fear or doubt you anymore.

Because you felt the same.

#clanask #anonymous #iswm x reader #in space with markiplier x reader #iswm 2 x reader #space mark x reader #head engineer mark x reader #captain yn #angst #hurt/comfort

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groven4 · 11 months

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Markiplier Egos with an Asexual DA / Viewer

a/n: I decided to write this specifically as you coming out to them after you've already been dating for a while so it'd be different enough from the Aro hcs thing I already did. We cool with that? Alright.

WILFORD WARFSTACHE

Like I've already said, he doesn't care what your sexuality/gender is, he's immediately accepting of you and your identity.

That really doesn't change if you're dating.

Boundaries can take a lot of getting used to for him; he's a very physically affectionate kind of person.

He tries his best tho and always apologizes if he realizes he's touching you in a way that you've said makes you uncomfortable.

There's really not much else to it, things just continue as normal.

DARKIPLIER

Doesn't care. (supportive)

It really doesn't affect your relationship at all.

He doesn't usually like people touching him apart from specific circumstances with those he trusts, so boundaries aren't really an issue.

Again, not much left to say.

GOOGLEPLIER

He'd probably recite the definition of asexual except it's like the one for reproduction.

He's not being a dick for once though, he's just genuinely confused.

After explaining it to him, he finds the right definition and is kinda just like: "...Oh yeah, me too."

BINGIPLIER

"...Like a plant?"

Yeah, he doesn't get it at first either.

"Ooohhhhh! Same, brah. Same."

ACTOR

I can't not see him as a little aphobic before the events of wkm, but considering he's now lived for over like a hundred years or something, he outta be a little less ignorant now.

I mean, he might not fully get it at first still, but he'd try his best to for you.

He'd never force you into something you're uncomfortable with like that anyway. If you really don't wanna have sex, he's not gonna throw a hissy fit over it. (even tho that does feel like a very actor mark thing to do)

Just remember to assure him that it has nothing to do with him specifically or it's gonna make him insecure. He's a narcissist, the love of his life not finding him attractive is gonna make an impact.

Very respectful about your boundaries despite being a touchy kinda person. If you're not okay with certain kinds of touches, just let him know.

Overall, it might take a bit for him to adapt, but his effort is at least endearing.

YANCY

As previously mentioned, he'll most likely already be familiar with it due to his very inclusive friend group.

He's at least knowledgeable enough to know that asexuality is a spectrum, so he'd probably ask you to explain what flavor of it you happen to be.

Very supportive!

He's never really felt like he needs sex in a relationship anyway.

He's honestly just happy you gave him enough of a shot to wanna be friends let alone date him.

Would stab an aphobe for you<3

ILLINOIS

Honestly surprised at first, he had no idea that was even a thing.

He's totally okay with it of course! He just didn't know you could have a relationship where sex isn't like...mandatory.

Similarly relieved as I've described before when you explain it to him. It's a welcomed change to be sure.

He'll hold back on flirtatious comments if they make you uncomfortable.

Tries his best to respect your boundaries. He feels lonely if you don't cuddle him at night tho.

Sexual intimacy has become something he dreads with meaningful relationships. He likes getting to focus more of his time on you as a person, making sure you feel loved, and just treasuring your time together.

Overall really supportive.

HEAD ENGINEER

A little awkward around the topic of sex I imagine.

Mostly cus you're still the captain so power dynamics and all that.

You're already risking a lot just by being together romantically, that kind of workplace relationship could definitely get you both in some hot water. No matter how temptingly scandalous it can seem.

This was basically the stuff that first came to mind once you told him and he almost felt relieved because of it. I mean, that's certainly a headache you shouldn't have to risk dealing with now.

Outside of logistic nonsense, he's very supportive all around.

Like I've said, he can sometimes overcompensate when it comes to boundaries, so assurance helps if that's not something that bothers you.

He came up with this like dorky way of quantifying things where basically he says any energy he'd put into sex he instead puts into cuddling you twice as much and- just- yeah-

MURDOCK

Very calm and reassuring if he sees you were anxious while telling him.

Even if you weren't he's pretty chill about it.

Every action of his is typically very calculated no matter the situation, even if in more of a purposely sporadic kind of way. So needless to say, he's pretty good about boundaries.

I mean, if you're in the middle of making a quick get away and end up having to get uncomfortably close to hide or something, that can't really be helped, but yk. (he'd make it up to you later anyway, probably something dinner related)

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rat-that-writes · 2 years

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Take What You Want | Engineer Mark x Reader

a/n: thank u @softladyhours for this big brain GENIUS IDEA !!!!! im so in love w engineer mark hes so cute <3 i may be inclined to a part two if i figure out how to write smut without it sounding ridiculous lol

MINORS DNI. YOU WILL GET BLOCKED.

word count: 2.3k

tw: sexual tension, innuendoes, grinding, light thumb sucking, flustered engineer mark turns to soft dom engineer mark, absolutely awful depictions of mariokart im so sorry ive literally only played once lol

“Hey Y/N- uh, I mean.. hey Cap!”

Ever since you and Mark had officially started dating, he had found it hard to keep calling you by your appropriate title and not your actual name. You didn’t mind all that much, it’s not like he was deliberately doing or anything. But you hadn’t really revealed your relationship to much of the crew and you wanted to seem like everything was normal and professional.

“Hey Mark! Did you need something?” You asked, secretly hoping there weren’t any more jobs needing doing as you were pretty tired already. It had been a long day.

He looked at you, eyes sparkling. You could tell he was tired too, despite his expression. He always had that look on his face when he spoke to you, so full of joy and love. It made you feel so special. You hoped you made him feel even half as special as he made you.

“I’m done for the night, I think - when you’re done do you think we could go play MarioKart or something?” He whispered the last part, what with the rest of the crew milling about. Keeping it professional, even if he told you everyone probably already knows about the two of you just by the way you interact. You were pretty sure Celci and Gunther knew, either because Mark wanted to brag about you or because they caught him staring at you all the time. He’s such a dork. Your dork.

“Yeah, I’ve just got to check on a few things then I’ll join you!” You smiled, very excited at the prospect of beating him in one of his favourite games.

Soon, you’re finished checking up on the crew and the ship; with everything in order, surprisingly. It was rare you had a chance to relax with Mark or by yourself.

The door to your lounge area opened to reveal Mark wearing nothing but red checkered sweatpants and a black t-shirt, his suit folded neatly on a table by the couch. You just stood there, admiring the way his hands and fingers moved as he set up the controllers. His toned muscles looked so strong, you just wanted to feel him. But that could wait. He wanted to play MarioKart first.

Usually he caught you staring, but this time he was too focused to hear the door open or see you in his peripheral vision. You giggled, making him jump slightly. But when he saw you, he smiled brightly and pat the spot next to him. Quickly, you begin shedding your suit to reveal a simple white tank top and grey shorts, which your boyfriend couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of.

You smirked and took to revealing your clothes underneath a little slower. You shimmied your hips a little, stealing a quiet gasp from him. He was so cute. And so, so unbelievably easy to fluster. Dropping the rest of your suit, you folded it up and placed it next to his. He watched you with those pretty eyes, totally distracted from what he was so focused on before.

You stood in front of him as he looked up at you, mouth slightly open trying to speak but nothing came out. You smiled again, and grabbed a controller. That seemed to snap him out of his daze, and he grabbed his own one as he sat in a more comfortable position on the large couch.

Oh, you had an idea.

Mark was usually the one to win at these games, but you had a little plan in mind that could make him lose. You kneeled on the plush couch cushions, crawling over Mark’s lap to kiss his cheek. He hummed and leaned into it, dropping the controller and placing his hands on your cheeks and kissing your lips sweetly. You crawled further, into his lap and straddling his thighs. His breath caught in his throat, and his hands moved down to your waist.

You leaned your body back to look at him, admiring the ever-deepening blush on his cheeks. You hadn’t done a lot of sexual things with Mark beyond some fully-clothed heavy making out and groping, as there was both of you having strict schedules and little privacy. You were almost caught by some crew members once. But, you had a good feeling about tonight. As long as there weren’t any urgencies either of you had to take care of, you were hoping to get a little more acquainted with your boyfriend’s body. You knew he wanted to as well.

But for now, you just wanted to spend some quality time with him. You stopped your teasing and turned around to settle on his lap, handing him his controller as he put as arms around your waist. You knew he was still blushing, and you could feel how tense his body was under yours. Maybe he’ll relax when you get to playing.

“No no no no no- god, why do you always win!? This is unfair!” You whined playfully, having had lost to Mark three times in a row now. It wasn’t like you were bad at the game, most of the time you got at least 3rd or 2nd place but he somehow always got 1st. Bastard.

“Come on, one more round? I’ll go easy on you, Captain,” He replied, kissing your temple and smirking.

“I’d prefer if you were hard on me, actually.”

That made his body stiffen again. You didn’t even mean it in any sort of sexual way, but you weren’t going to complain about the unexpected results. You gently elbowed his side, eager to try and beat him one last time.

So far, your little plan hadn’t had much success. Just simply sitting in his lap did make him flustered, but not flustered enough to lose. Now, you had to try a little harder. Picking up your controller again, you let him pick the cup.

You were too distracted by your thoughts to see which one he chose, but luckily for you he picked the one you’re fairly good at. As the timer started, you let out a little giggle at his upcoming expense.

“Oh, you’re confident this time, huh? You better watch out then babe,” He winked as you craned your head to smile at him.

“Mhm, I sure will.”

GO!

Both your characters sped off right away, with Mark focused and determined ahead of you, already securing 3rd place. You were in 7th, but as soon as you shifted your hips a little he suddenly bumped down to 4th, and let out a small squeak as he gripped his controller tightly.

Powerups helped you reach 5th place, and Mark was growing nervous. Every time he got back into 3rd and even 2nd, you made sure to ‘get more comfortable’ on his lap.

As usual, Mark was clueless to your methods. He felt them, oh did he ever. And it was driving him crazy. But he didn’t know you were doing it on purpose. He truly thought you were just getting more comfortable.

As the both of you approached the meandering road, you swayed your hips side to side in the guise of emphasising the turning of your controller. You heard a short, muffled moan come from the man behind you and you grinned to yourself. It wasn’t long before you could feel his dick begin to stiffen under you.

The rest of the races went in a similar direction to the former. He got a good placing early, you ‘adjusted’ yourself, he lost to you. Overall, you had 2nd place and he took 4th. But apparently Mark wasn’t paying any attention to that, as his hands were no longer gripping the controller but instead they were on your hips, squeezing lightly.

His thumbs ran over your hip bones as he let out a quiet groan against your hair. You could tell he was desperate as ever, but teasing him was fun. And he probably still didn’t know you were doing this on purpose. Reaching your hand back to stroke his beard, you giggled.

“I finally beat you! Told you not to go easy on me, didn’t I?” You smiled, ignoring the pleading look in his eyes he was trying so hard to hide.

He tried to reply but all he could muster was a strained half-whimper half-moan. You looked at him in faux confusion, turning around to straddle him and taking his face in both hands.

“Aww, don’t be a sore loser, Mark,” you cooed, a slightly condescending tone taking over as you smiled at him and shifted impossibly closer to his body. His eyes were tightly screwed shut for a second; you almost didn’t see it, but it spoke volumes. Being so, so close to each other and being teased like this was something he had never experienced with you. And God, did he love it.

You decided to be a little bit merciful and back away from him slightly, but his grip was tight and kept you in place. Now it was your turn to be flustered. His gaze flew down to your lips, and you pressed your chest against his as you kissed him. As soon as your lips made contact, he sighed into you, his hands reaching yours which were placed on either side of his neck.

As the kiss deepened, he opened his mouth slightly to nudge yours with his tongue. Immediately, you did the same. The hands on yours slid down to gently hold your wrists, raising them slowly. You thought he was going to place your hands back on his face, but before you could break away from him for a breath you were pushed backwards onto the cushions, with Mark following immediately after.

You let out a squeak when your back made contact with the couch, your legs involuntarily wrapping around his waist. Mark held your wrists together above your head and looked into your eyes, hungry but questioning.

“Are you okay with this?” He asked gently.

Desperately, you replied;

“Mmph, God yes.”

His lips were back on yours in an instant and his hips settled on yours, too. You could feel almost all of his weight on you, restricting your breathing slightly but that was only part of the reason for your lightheadedness. The feeling of being so close to him was maddening. You’d spent so long avoiding touching him, just in case you couldn’t stop. Now, the last thing you wanted to do was stop this. He was intoxicating and he didn’t even know it.

Clearly, he felt the same to at least some degree as he pressed his hard-on against you more, breaking the kiss to groan into your neck as you ground up at him. He was breathing heavily against your skin, making you shiver every time his lips brushed your neck. He caught on to this, evidently, as he began pressing hot kisses up and down your throat, occasionally biting lightly or leaving a small mark that will definitely blossom into something that you’d have to cover up later.

As pleasing as this was, you were getting impatient, and so was he judging by the way he ground his hips into yours. You wanted to touch his hair, his biceps, anything. But you were stuck, held down and at the mercy of your favourite head engineer. Your legs fell from his waist and pushed at him. Immediately he stopped, worried he had went to far. But he still held your wrists, albeit with a little less strength.

“I want- take your shirt off,” you pleaded, voice higher than usual. He smirked and sat up, your wrists now free to help him as he pulled his shirt over his head. As soon as it was off, your fingers seeked his stomach like iron to a magnet. A muscular, sexy magnet. His abs were firm underneath your digits, but he still had that softness to him that delighted you even more.

You were so distracted by the soft, tan skin of his chest and stomach that you almost didn’t register his hands fumbling with the tie of his sweatpants. Your eyes slowly raked down towards his crotch, eyeing the area as he grinned down at you. He let your hands grip and tug at his waistband before he stood up to take his pants off properly. The sight of him standing over you in just his navy blue boxers, cock fully hard and straining against them made your mouth water.

There wasn’t much time to admire the sight, though, as he quickly leant over you and tugged on your shorts. He seemed much more impatient this time as he swiftly tugged them down your legs and threw them to the side. Your tank top was next, and was also treated with the same fervent movements from Mark. Soon, the both of you were just wearing your underwear.

He crawled back over you, capturing your wrists once more and holding them over you with one hand. His other hand came to rest on your cheeks, thumb brushing over your bottom lip. Almost instinctively you opened your lips, which earned you a hungry groan from your lover as he dipped his thumb into your mouth. Closing your lips around it and sucking sweetly, you relished the kisses he gave you all over your face.

Gently, he lowered his body on top of yours once again. This time, the both of you could fully feel each other’s skin. The contact made you moan around his thumb, and his hips bucked into yours at the sound. He removed his hand and kissed you again, although chaste. You really wanted to touch him.

“Let me, mm.. let me touch you, please Mark,” you begged, yearning to let him feel just as good as you did. His expression turned hesitant, and you wondered if you’d made him uncomfortable.

“If I let go of your wrists, and you touch me again, I don’t think I could hold back anymore,” he spoke, voice low and breathy as his hips slowly continued to move against yours.

“Then don’t hold back. Take what you want, please.”

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i-got-a-bad-feeling-about-this · 2 years

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Hello! So i have this idea for iswm and i would love to request it!

Ok like its canon that the captain is attractive, right? Then how about a fic where one of the crew members have a camera, and so like they have this secret competition for pictures with the captain? And the picture where the captain does something most attractive wins. Maybe there is a picture where the captain folds their arms in a cool way or maybe a picture where the captain puts an arm around a crew's shoulder which made them freak out the rest of the week and that picture wins. The captain is not aware of the competition, but the captain is aware that they are seen as attractive, so they didn't mind when people wanted to take pictures with them. In the end, the captain finds out about the competition, they're like "oh.. so that's what this is about?" And they just laugh it off, playing along and saying flirty stuff like "you're really swooning over me doing that, huh? I could've done more, but i don't think you're all ready for that"

Oof im sorry if this is too long or too detailed. I had this idea for a while and think it would be pretty cute haha

Capture the moment ( ISWM Mark X Captain)

+Main 3 crew simping for the captain

Summary- Mark, Gunther, CC, and Burt have a competition to see who can get the best photo of the captain looking good. The captain knows they are taking pictures of them, but not why. When the captain finds out Mark gets more than winning the competition.

TW's- LONG ( about 3,000 words), pictures being taken of captain but they don't mind, being caught kissing, very slight sexual innuendo if you squint, flirty captain, the crew simping for the captain, just fluff.

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Thank you so much for requesting, I had so much fun with this (maybe too much it is kinda long). I've been obsessed with ISWM rn and I've been itching to write for him. I was so excited to get this request! I mostly followed it, just kept it to the main crew ( Mostly) and it's mostly pictures of just the captain but you can imagine there were a few with the crew! I'm super happy with this and hope you enjoy it. Also, Mark Isn't written as Actor in this, but you can read it however you want!

Thanks for requesting anon <3

Everyone on the Invincible II knew your name. You are the kind and strong captain, who knows what they're doing, everyone respects you. Though their respect for you was not why they would (on occasion literally) throw themselves at you. You were very aware that the crew found you very attractive, it was no secret. So when the crew started to take photos of you, you didn’t give it too much thought. If it made them happy, you didn’t mind at all.

What you didn’t know was that there was a competition going on.

About a week ago Burt, Gunther, CC and Mark were working on the computer, while you went around the ship to check in with the rest of the crew. For some reason the computer started to glitch and it affected all of the areas of the ship, so Mark had them come in and help reset part of the system.

While Mark and Gunther were reprogramming the computer, CC and Burt talked. Burt was certainly a well spoken man ( At times ) and it seemed today he was going on about the beauty of space. CC didn’t mind listening at all, and quite enjoyed it. She (too often) had to deal with Mark and Gunthers yelling and Burts tangents were a nice change of pace.

Burt moved from his place by CC to in front of the window, outlooking the stars. CC followed and as she took her place next to him he said

“ Space is home to my lonely heart. When times are rough and I wonder if it was worth it to come to space I think of a poem my Grandmother would tell me,” He paused, a soft smile on his face, “On foot,I had to cross the solar system. before I found the first thread of my red dress. I sense myself already. Somewhere in space hangs my heart, shaking in the void, from it stream sparks,into other intemperate hearts.” CC placed a hand over her heart after hearing the beautiful poem.

“ A beautiful poem by Edith Sodergan.” he continued, “ Space is truly a beautiful wonder.” As he finished he pulled out a small camera from his pocket and snapped a photo.

This initially got the attention of Mark and Gunther to CC’s disappointment. Mark snapped his head up and to no one's surprise hit his head on the underside of the monitor.

Gunther after laughing at Mark, turned to Burt asking,

“ Burt, How long have ya had that camera?” He slid a cigar into his mouth and lit it. Burt shrugged his shoulder, “ The whole time, I don’t know how you havent noticed I wasn’t exactly hiding it. “

CC shook her head and answered, “ It's because these two knuckle heads were too focused on trying to blow things up.” Mark of course was offended, but before he could make a comeback Gunther put a hand over his mouth.

“ Ya think we could see the photos that you have on there, eh Burt.” He asked, seeing it was a digital camera. Burt nodded and put the picture up on a small tablet that was in the room.

Most of them were of the crew or parts of the reactor, but one stood out to all of them.

It was a picture of you, their captain, with a soft smile on your face on the bridge looking out onto space. The light of a nearby moon illuminated your features with a soft glow. Almost immediately they were asking Burt if he had any more pictures of the captain. He did not, but he said he could take more.

“ Well what If we want to take a picture of Captain, I’m sure I could get an amazing candid being their second hand and always being around them.” Mark stated, hands on his hips. CC shook her head,

“ Yeah we’d let you take pictures if we wanted blurry unfocused shots. You know nothing about cameras, Mark.” She argued, “ I, on the other hand, have experience with cameras, considering I set up the security cameras in each of the cryo pods.” Gunther let out a hefty laugh at this.

“ Like you’d be able to hold the camera steady. Obviously I'd be the best for the job, I’m great at targeting and holding things steady. “ Gunther said waving a gun, “ I also have quite the experience in “shooting””. Everyone let out a groan at the bad pun. CC offered a solution,

“ Well, How about this? Everyday someone gets to have the camera and we can all try to get good photos of the captain. “ Burt shrugged and pointed out, “ Not like that would be hard, They are quite stunning.” The others shook their heads in agreement.

Mark’s face then lit up, and he said “ What if we made it a competition? Whoever gets the best picture of the captain they win. “ Gunther shook his head,

“Burt would obviously win, it's his camera, he knows it best.” Gunther agured, and Burt shook his head and offered,

“ What if it’s whoever captures the captain's beauty/ and or handsomeness best?” Burt offered.

Everyone one else murmured agreements.

Mark clapped his hands together, “ Then It’s settled whoever has the best picture of the captain wins.”

On the first day CC had the camera. The majority of her pictures were of you working. Her favorite picture was of you looking over the colonist being illuminated by the cool lighting of the room as you placed a gloved hand on the window fog around your body. She had been pretty confident she was going to win this.

The next day was Gunther. He spent the whole day making you laugh and smile, mostly illuminated by the light of the ADS system. He was scheduled to show you how well the ADS was working and this meant you and him watching a bunch of asteroids get blown up by big ass lazers.

The smile on your face when he handed you the control and let you shoot a few asteroids down was amazing and a close second to his favorite. You had put down the control and smirked as you looked at the destroyed steroids with your arms crossed. You looked like you came straight out of an action movie that for some reason would always cast the most attractive people to be the main character. Gunther had to take a picture.

You knew they were taking pictures of you, it was obvious. You didn't mind though, you would love to have pictures to remember the time in space. (Not like you would forget but still).You didn’t try to pose though, You had important work as captain and couldn't be posing all day as much fun as that would be.

As the next day came it was finally Mark’s turn, to say he was excited was an understatement. He was practically bouncing off of the walls and this put you in a good mood. Mark was always positive but seeing him excited made you happy. It reminded you of how amazing it was that you were both here in space.

As the day went on Mark took pictures everywhere and of everything you did. He had a picture of you sleepy and drinking your coffee, but he also had a picture of you giving out orders with a kind but determined look on your face. He wasn’t lying when he said he would take candids of you. He had one of you sipping your coffee and looking at him from the mug, one of you giving finger guns to Gunther. He was so proud of them all, but then the best picture came.

You were walking to Life support, a small hobby of yours was tending to the plants in there when you had free time. Though as you opened the door you saw Burt’s second hand Tyler. Much like Burt he was calmer and more kept to himself, so you were surprised to see him there. It was after what was considered the “Work” day for them, which is why you were wearing a simple black shirt and your normal black pants. Mark usually hung around you after the work day had ended, not that you minded at all.

“ Oh Hello Tyler, what brings you here?” you asked picking up a watering can, Tyler rubbed the back of his neck standing in front of an area that held plants.

“ Well Captain, while Burt and I were collecting samples from passing planets we found something that I thought you might enjoy.” Tyler blushed a bit , “ This is just a gift from Burt and I thank you for being a good captain. “

Tyler stepped to the side and it was revealed he had planted a glowing white flower, shaped similarly to your favorite flower. You placed a hand over your heart, as you walked over to the plant.

“ We did scans and we are a hundred precent sure it is safe to have aboard.” he said as you gently ran your fingers over a petal, the petal turning your favorite color. ( Mark did take a picture of this of course).

You stood up with a soft smile, you wrapped an arm around his shoulder in kind of a side hug and said, “Thank you, this means alot to me Tyler.” Your kind eyes sparkled, colors from different plants lit your face, but the most noticeable was the glow of the new flower. Mark quickly took a picture, and then for the first time that day put the camera away and watched with a smile. He thought you deserve so much more than you're willing to accept, so it’s nice seeing this. A soft smile covered his face as he looked at your beaming smile, no picture could ever do you justice. There was no way to capture the feeling of the moment with a camera.

You released Tyler to get a closer look at the flower and Mark had to stifle a laugh. Tyler stood there face red, mouth slightly agape, and his body as stiff as a board. Mark put a hand on his shoulder. Tyler turned to him and quietly but quickly said,

“ I’ve gotta go.” Tyler rushed out of the room, Mark shrugged and turned back to you.

The rest of the night was you two talking about plants in the life support room.

The next day it was Burt's turn. He mostly took pictures of you interacting with the crew. Though he did get a nice photo of you looking at the reactor, which he personally loved. He wasn’t able to take many pictures as it was a busy day, though it was worth it to have the next day “off”.

As the next day rolled around it was finally time to look at the pictures of you and it was fair to say everyone was excited. You had no idea what was going on as of the moment. They had all decided to meet in the cafeteria and go through the photos.

The whole time they were commenting about how amazing you looked, and how it was crazy how you looked this good all of the time. Light blushes on each of their cheeks as they went through the photos. That was until they landed on Mark’s photo of you on life support.

Everyone's jaws dropped as they looked at the photo. Everything was amazing, your smile, slight blush, your casual clothes, and the lights dancing in your eyes.

As if on cue you walked into the cafeteria and saw the group of people. You walked over and placed a hand on Mark’s shoulder,

“ Hey, what’s going on….” Your voice drifted off as you saw what they were all looking at. You blushed a bit and motioned for Mark to move so you could sit next to him, which he did.

“ Wow, I didn't think I could look that good.” you commented. You then asked Burt,

“ Do you think I could look at them?” You were aware Burt had a camera and would occasionally take pictures, but considering the amount of time you saw that camera the last week you were curious.

They handed you the camera and you started to go through the photos, they were all of you? A surprised look appeared on your face,

“ Not that I mind much, but is there a reason why there are so many pictures of me?” you asked light heartedly, before continuing “ If you wanted to get a close look you all could’ve just asked.” you let a small smirk fall on your face, as the rest of them blushed.

“ Uh, well, Captain, we all had a competition to see who could get the best picture of you.” CC said, and Gunther interrupted with,

“ We all thought we could get the hottest picture of you and so we had a competition is what she really means cap’n”

You let out a little laugh, “ Oh, so that's what this is about huh?” They nodded their heads yes, and your smirk turned into a smile.

“ Well I must say, I am flattered you all.” you then looked down at the picture of you that Gunther took with your arms crossed,

“ So you find me doing my job hot , huh? ” you teased Gunther and for the first time he went speechless.You let out a small laugh,

Though you found yourself looking at a picture Mark took of just you looking at the plants..

“ I was just looking at plants.” You turned to mark with a smirk, “ you're really swooning over me looking at plants, huh? I could've done more than look at plants with you Mark, but I don't think you're ready for that yet, head engineer" You winked and slung an arm around his shoulders. Mark turned red, the other laughed a bit. Though the conversation quickly changed to possibly taking some pictures of other crew members and printing out the picture they took.As the conversation went on you eventually removed your arm from Mark’s shoulders. Though Mark couldn’t hear any of the conversation.

His senses were overwhelmed by you, your stunning smile, eyes shining brighter than any star, and your calming voice that sounded like heaven to him. He could smell the body mist you wore everyday, the one he got you as a gift. As if he wasn’t yearning for you enough, you turned to him and gave him a soft smile. He took a deep breath as you placed your hand over his, moving to sit closer to him. All he could feel was your leg pressed against his and your hand on his. Your ungloved hand holding his. He honestly thought he was going to explode, the one coherent thought he was able to form was,

“ I think I love them.”

Eventually the others left to enjoy their day off. Not that Mark noticed, all he noticed was you turning to him.

“ You okay Mark? You were unusually silent.” you asked, he gulped and spoke

“ Yeah, um, yeah I’m doing great captain.” you blushed a bit before saying,

“ Uh, I wanted to say this sooner but I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable earlier with my flirting. “ A sheep smile on your face. Mark’s eyes wided before he shook his head and exclaimed,

“ No, No, No I was absolutely comfortable with it, captain. It was amazing, You're amazing.” his face turned red as he registered what he said. Before he could say anything you looked at him in surprise, before quickly taking his hand and leading him to the life support room. You needed to be alone with him for this.

“ I’m sorry I didn-” marked started before you cut him off,

“ Did you mean it?” you asked,

“ Mean what?” he questioned

“ Do you …think I'm amazing?” you clarified and gently took his hand standing in front of him. Mark took a deep breathe before answering,

“ I do, you're the most amazing person I know. You're kind, strong, funny, smart and loyal. You're the best captain, but you're also the best person I know.” He gently raised the hand that was holding his and pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

“ You are so stunning in so many ways. You have no idea what you mean to me (y/n).” he stated, using your real name for the first time in a long time.

Your voice went soft as you said, “ Mark, I- “ you paused stepping closer.

“ Tell me if this is crossing a line, but I think I love-” before you could finish your sentence Mark pulled you into him and kissed you. He placed a hand on your lower back and one on your face cradling your cheek. Your arms wrapped around his body as you both shared a gentle but passionate kiss. You leaned into him, trying to be impossibly close to him. He did the same as he moved his hand to the back of your neck and tilted your head gently making the kiss more passionate than gentle. He started to back you up when-

“CLICK”

You and Mark pulled back to see Burt and the others standing there. Mark let an annoyed look cross his face , as a blush covered your face. Gunther chuckled then said,

“ Oh don't mind us Cap’n, we're just capturing the moment. “ You then provided to hide your face in Mark’s chest. Mark shook his head before grabbing your hand and leading you out of the room and to your private office. ( Which you didn’t use very much).

You let out a groan and say,

“ Oh stars Mark, that was so embarrassing, what are they going to think of me?” you then shook your head, “ I mean I’m not ashamed to be with you or anything it’s just we got walked in on.”

You let out another groan of embarrassment as Mark laughed lightly and pressed a kiss to your head.

“ It’s a little embarrassing, but at least now we can’t be interrupted.” He said as he leaned in for another kiss, you happily met him in the middle.

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thattiredanimator1t0mblr · 2 years

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Oooh, ISWM's an option for requests, huh? Um… feel like writing some Engineer!Mark x Captain sweetness~? I am an insatiable Captaineer enjoyer.

Sure! Also same XD, but this is gonna be very short, 🥲

Engineer/space mark x captain!gn!reader (very small Drabble)

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5 more minutes.

That’s what you told your beloved boyfriend and engineer, 5 more minutes of cuddle time. You told yourself, neither of you cared if someone walked in. Because it didn’t matter, all that mattered was the sweet sweet cuddle time you got with mark. Both of you had been working day and night, and had no time for each other. But today, today was a great day, you both took a break from work, just to lay down and cuddle.

5 more minutes.

That’s what my beloved captain and partner said, 5 more minutes of cuddle time. They could say 5 years more cuddle time and I would do it, I didn’t care if someone walked in. I don’t think they cared either, it didn’t matter. What mattered was we were having cuddle time together, we both had been working a lot. I still feel a bit guilty for not taking time off before, but today was just lazy day. Where we could just cuddle, and watch as the day go by.

5 more minutes.

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fandomnerd14 · 2 years

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We can all agree that Engineer Mark radiates golden retriever energy right? Cool. Imagine your working on a new assessment on the new colony.

You made this particularly impulsive decision as the captain. You hoped it would be a good involvement. You didn’t think too hard on it, and instead you gave it the all clear.

Which may have lead to a few minor disastors

You felt horrible and apologized profusely to the crew and colonies. They’re all supportive, because you didn’t actively intend it on purpose. Just talk with them next time and everything’s good.

While the crew had been more forgiving Mark decided it wasn’t enough. The head engineer pulls you aside to one of the main work buildings.

He’s giving you a strict lecture on the impact of how your choices effected the people around both of you.

Understood. Given the situations the both of you endured together. It wasn’t surprising that Mark had gained a slightly more cautious side.

But the thing is…

Marks usual impulsive making decisions and concerning amounts of optimism still showed through. He hadn’t changed a bit after everything settled, which you’re happy about.

It just constrasted greatly with his narrowed eyes pointed at you. His voice was deeper as he lectured to talk down to you, making sure you learned your lesson on the duties you hold.

You should be listening right now. You really should. But you Just. Can’t. Concentrate.

Your heart is racing now. Because all his usual mannerisms have switched completely like a flip of the coin. You can’t process a single thing he’s saying.

You end up staring longer than you wanted to.

Mark noticed you spacing out and waves a hand in front of your face. He rumbles out an annoyed “Captain.” And the sound vibrates through your chest. You blink out of your haze and eye his expression for a moment.

It’s stern. Marks brow is curved downwards and the muscles on his face are tight. It’s not a bad look on him.

You can’t tell if your visibly red or not. But if you don’t leave right now your sure your going to implode.

So you do. You nod your head, mumble out a half apology, and quickly take your leave.

Marks anger diminished to confused now. You looked different this time. But he could at least tell you were listening a little bit. Satisfied with his conclusion he walks out, completely unaware of the way he just made you feel. It’s probably for the best.

Completely unrelated but soon after you start turning red at his morning voice too. Weird. But it’ll stop eventually.

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Engineer Mark: ಠoಠ ))

Captain: ꩜_꩜

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nevadancitizen · 2 years

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“apologies”

synopsis: after dying for the nth time, you finally get some alone time with mark to apologize for everything you’ve done.

word count: 1.6k

characters: head engineer! mark, captain! reader, doc mitchell from “fallout: new vegas” MWAOICNOV

trigger warnings: guns, infinite time loop, mark and reader being shot and dying but then being not dead

notes: i literally wrote this in two days while high as fuck and still am god bless markipler

The first thing you felt was Mark’s body underneath you, his chest slowly rising and falling. Your close proximity would’ve been very comfortable if not for the second thing you felt: unimaginable pain shooting from the side of your head down into your spine. It was as if lightning had taken up residence in your brain, but was still looking for suitable locations in the rest of your body.

There were men arguing. Shouldn’t you be able to hear them? Their words were more like boiling water under a pot lid, the muttering of something you can’t quite hear.

Mark shifted underneath you. You felt the pain start to subside. Don’t misunderstand, the pain was still very real and still very much torturous: it was just that you had started to get used to the feeling of an electric drill being taken to your brain.

“Captain? Captain, what’s happening?” Mark said. He started to struggle, kicking his feet against the ground in an attempt to sit up. He only stopped when you started cursing at him.

“Hey, cut the gas!” a voice cut through the fog of pain. “I don’t wanna listen to you whine.”

“Really?” another voice said. “You gonna talk ‘em to death before you shoot ‘em?”

You managed to turn your head just far enough to see who was talking. There were three men, one dressed in a checkered suit, the two others dressed in dirty leather clothes and bandannas. They were talking amongst themselves, but still kept an eye on you and Mark.

Slowly, you rested your head back on Mark’s body while still facing the men. “Mark, do you know them?”

“No,” Mark said. “I… I don’t.”

“I said to quit talking,” the man in the checkered suit said.

The man on his left turned to him and fidgeted with his fingernails. “Would you just get it over with?”

Checkered-suit didn’t even bother to look over his shoulder. “Maybe Khans kill people without looking them in the face, but I ain’t a fink, dig?”

You looked at him in disbelief. What was this man even trying to say? Were the other two men Khans? What the hell were Khans, anyway?

Your attention was brought back to checkered-suit when he pulled a shiny poker chip out of his inside breast pocket. Something about that chip was familiar. You felt Mark’s breath hitch underneath you. He must’ve recognized it, too.

Checkered-suit looked at the chip, turning and looking at it from different angles in his hand. “You’ve made your last delivery, kids. Sorry you both got twisted up in this scene.”

The two other men were almost balking at him, waiting impatiently for something to happen. Checkered-suit put the chip back and pulled out a gun.

You knew what they were waiting for.

“From where you’re layin’, it must seem like an eighteen-carat run of bad luck.”

The man on the left looked away. You weakly grasped at Mark’s coveralls. Mark grabbed your wrist back. Checkered-suit readied his aim.

“The truth is… the game was rigged from the start.”

You could barely register the shots that rang out before you crashed into the unknown black.

Waking up, still drunk from dying, wasn’t the best experience. The ceiling swam and your head throbbed even worse than before. The lightning had moved in and created a beautiful little family for itself.

A hand grasped your own. You hummed at the touch before shooting up, tearing your hand away.

You were laid in a tiny bed next to Mark. He was between awake and asleep, groaning and screwing up his eyes at the light. His hand was, apparently, searching for yours. It stopped searching after a few seconds. A dirty and bloodied bandage was wrapped around his head. You reached up and touched your own bandage, skimming your fingers over the gauze.

Had the man really shot you? Had he dared to shoot Mark?

There were footsteps behind you. You turned to see an older man, his hands up, approaching the bed.

“You’re awake,” the man said. “How about that.”

You looked at him and tried to talk. Your tongue was concrete in your mouth and your teeth were hot, molded-together plastic.

Your eyes darted around the room frantically. You started to get up, but the man rushed over and pushed you back down.

“Woah, easy there, easy,” he said. “You both been out cold a couple days now. Why don’t you relax a second, get your bearings? Maybe your friend will wake up too.”

You tried humming words and mouthing them for a second. Eventually, you managed to rasp out a “yeah.”

Mark would’ve looked peaceful while he slept if not for the excessive bruising and bandaging. How did he survive a bullet to the head? Hell, how did you?

“I’m Doc Mitchell,” the man said. “We’re in a town called Goodsprings. Now, I hope you don’t mind, but I had to go rootin’ around in your noggin to get all the bits of lead out. Some animal banged on my window and I nearly lobotomized the other one.”

Doc Mitchell laughed until it seemed like he realized that he actually could’ve lobotomized Mark. It wasn’t funny anymore.

Still, it didn’t really shock you to hear that you had died. Again. You hummed, tracing Mark’s jaw. He sighed at the touch, leaning into it ever so slightly. You really hoped he would wake up: sure, you had seen him die many times now, but it never gets any easier. Both of you were lucid and awake for every death, fully aware of every second of suffering. It might be labeled selfish, but you didn’t want Mark to die. You didn’t want to die.

“Anyway. I take pride in my needlework, but you better tell me if I left anything outta place,” Doc Mitchell said. There was an unsaid suggestion that said he might’ve stabbed you insane.

You tapped the palm of your hand with the side of the other in a sign telling him to stop. Mark hadn’t even opened his eyes yet, just writhed so weakly on the bed. Why was this man so eager to get you up and running? So he could say that his operation to bring people back from the dead had a fifty-fifty chance of success?

“Leave,” you rasped out. “We need… privacy.”

Doc Mitchell looked to the side and sighed. “Well… I guess I could leave you alone for a few minutes. I just need to check in to make sure that you don’t die.”

You nodded and watched him leave the room, which actually wasn’t really a room because the whole house was connected. But still, you appreciated he didn’t mention that.

Mark huffed in his somewhat-awake-sleep. It seemed like he was trying to wake up, like the jerky movements from his fingers were an attempt to say I’m alive, Captain, don’t mourn me just yet. You laid a hand on his chest and felt him breathe, then took him by his coveralls and shook him as hard as you could. A few pieces might come loose, but that would just make him the same way he was before.

“Mark, you idiot.” you strained your throat to say. “We die together or we don’t die at all. Wake up!”

Mark’s eyes flew open, then focused on you. He grabbed at your arms, patting them to make sure you were actually there. He tried to talk, but all that came out was strained gibberish.

“We got shot,” you said over his blubbering.

Mark stopped. He took his arms away from yours, and just sat, looking around at the room. Something was going on in that head of his – besides the slow healing of his brain, of course.

“We… got shot,” he repeated. His voice was as equally dry and raspy as yours. It almost hurt to hear. “And we’re still here?”

You nodded. “I think we should stay. For a while.”

Mark looked exhausted. He was still bloody and bruised from everything that supposedly happened in the past few days. He closed his eyes and leaned into you.

Tears started to brim at your eyes. You wrapped your arms around him and let your weight rest against him. Had this reality only come to fruition so you could realize what a shit job you’re doing at protecting your crew? Mark didn’t need to get shot for that.

“Captain,” Mark whispered, “I’m sorry. I really am.”

“Don’t,” you said. A tear slipped down your face and spattered on Mark’s coveralls. “Why are you trying to apologize? I’m sorry. Sorry for… for everything.”

The reasons you wanted to apologize wiggled and squirmed like a tapeworm on a hot skillet in your head. Their mouths were taped, practically glued shut, and yet they were still biting at their rusty-tasting lips, so that maybe they could say something through a little hole. But the tape was wide, and the glue had a grip of iron. Their mouths had grown shut.

You could apologize for everything in the world, and it still would not be enough. What had happened to you? Why can’t you just apologize?

“I want to go home,” you said instead. “Back on the ship. That’s home.”

Mark sucked in a breath and shuddered as he sobbed. His breath was hot against your neck, tears soaking into your coveralls. “We’re… we’re going home soon. Trust me, Captain.”

“Thank you, Mark.” you squeezed him tighter. “Truly, thank you.”

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gumycandyyy · 1 year

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M A R K I P L I E R H Y P E R F I X A T I O N

i got an iswm oneshot coming soon. i wanted a specific scenario, so i wrote it. later today..

#in space with markiplier #head engineer mark #markiplier #x reader #markiplier x reader #space mark x reader

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zee-stars · 2 years

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Hi I absolutely adore your work!I hope your having a great day! If you want to maybe something with Space Mark with prompts from your list!

18. 9. 8!

Idk why but fluffy but possessive (not a weird amount) space Mark makes my heart happy!!!!

Thank you ❤

Thank you so much!! Honestly Space Mark is one of my favorite egos now so I love to write about him.

Also I kind of have another idea for these prompts so I might make another one with these.

Prompts: 18- “you shouldn’t be awake right now.” “okay, hypocrite.” 9-"Is that my shirt?" 8- "Your mine"

Prompt list

For the past week you had been waking up around 1 am and not being able to go to sleep after. At this point you have given up and just let your body be. It would be easier for you to do your work with everyone else asleep. You got up from your bed and slip on a random t-shirt over your tank top. It could be a bit colder around the ship, especially near cryo. You take your short journey to your office and flip on the light. You sit at the desk and pull out a folder full of paper work. You sigh and start to fill it out.

"God it's to early for this." You whisper, you hide your face in your hands and rub your eyes. You are startled by the sound of the door opening. You look up only to see your head engineer standing near it.

"Mark? What are you doing?" You asks.

"I saw you weren't in your room and I was worried about where you were." He said and stood in front of your desk. He grabs a chair from the corner of the room and moves to sit next to you.

“You shouldn’t be awake right now.” He whispers.

"Okay, hypocrite." You chuckle and he rolls his eyes.

"Why are you up, Handsome?" His face goes red. And he struggles to get the next few words out, making you smile.

"I woke up and I went to your room to lay with you and you weren't there." He pouts.

You laugh and pull him to your chest. You sit quietly for a while and you think that he might have fallen back asleep.

"Is this my shirt?" He breaks the silence and you pull away from him. Sure enough it's one of his black and white shirt.

"Yeah. You left it in my room so yeah." He smiled and pulled you into a kiss which you returned.

"You look pretty in my shirt. All pretty. All mine. You're mine." He said in between kisses. You smiled. You knew it was his tiredness that made him like this. If he was fully aware of what he was saying, he won't be saying it. Your boyfriend wasn't the bold one.

You pulled away from him and ruffled his hair.

"You are the biggest dork I know. Now I have to get back to work." You tried to turn away but he grabbed your waist and lifted you from your seat.

"MARK! What on Earth are you doing?! Put me down!" You pushed against his shoulders and he giggled.

"We aren't on Earth. I thought you would know that, Captain." You gave up and let Mark carry you back to your room. He lightly tossed you on the bed and laid down beside you.

"I hate you." You turned away from him. He moved closer and put his head on your back.

"I love you too."

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cozyenigma · 2 years

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Soft Spoken

Word Count- 961

Request?- Yes!

Summary- Being a captain in charge of such a large ship came with it’s challenges of course. Especially since you usually avoided the small talk.

Tag List- @cookielover0001010 , @swag-droid , @watchoutforfrostbite

Warnings- None

The journey of the Invincible 2 was almost…

You didn’t want to say uneventful because nothing was ever truly that dull in space. That and the more suspicious on board would crucify you for inviting fate to prove you wrong. But with your arrival still fresh in your mind you hadn’t expected the flight to go this smoothly.

Nothing major had gone wrong in the ships systems. All of the crew and colonists were healthy and accounted for. Hell, even Mark and Celci’s animosity was at a low simmer.

The relative peace though invited… new problems. You were the newest on board and automatically the most interesting thing for a small period of time. The number of times you found yourself on the wrong side of polite but probing small talk were too many to count. It was sweet of them to want to get to know more about you but… a little uncomfortable. You were very thankful when the interest seemed to die down.

Only it very much did not.

You weren’t the most eloquent and you usually tried to get through the day without having to talk as much. This presented a challenge to your crew. You weren’t sure who started the betting pool, probably Gunther, but whoever got you to say the most words or at the highest volume won the pot. It was a bit of a curveball when you suddenly found yourself roped into conversations you should’ve had no part of.

“Hey captain, I tweaked the ADS, wanna see how many asteroids we can blow away?”

“Captain, what do you think of this equation? I can’t quite get it to balance out…”

“Rough are the hands that guide the weary… could you hand me the number 6 wrench?”

You managed to get through most with nods or soft, one-word answers. Being captain of a ship the size of the Invincible 2 carried certain responsibilities. You were prepared for that; you knew that realm. This was something else. A bit much. If another one of your crewmates came up to you and asked if you preferred the gray or the orange jumpsuit you didn’t know what you were going to do.

The betting pool came to an abrupt end a few evenings later.

The ship’s course on the way to a prospective colony planet was cut off by an asteroid belt. Much to Gunther’s dismay it was too thick for the ADS to punch through. The crew were gathered in the bridge room to try and come up with a solution.

“I’m just saying,” Gunther was getting annoyed at this point, gesturing to the display of the asteroids, “I haven’t met a problem I couldn’t blow up.”

Celci was rubbing at her temples. “For the fourth time, the size and amount of the asteroids are too much for the Invincibles’ guns to get through! How much do you think our shield can take?!”

“Who made you the expert on what my guns could handle?”

You sighed quietly. This was getting nowhere. Much as you hated it, you were the one who needed to keep the peace.

“Alright, shut up!”

That honor was taken from you by your head engineer. Mark had raised a hand, looking as annoyed as everyone else in the room. When he was satisfied he had everyone’s attention he turned back to the display.

“While you guys were going in circles,” he zoomed out, showing the asteroid belt in more detail, “I was plotting a new course.”

Celci rolled her eyes. “We’ve been over that too. We don’t have the luxury of a detour. That’s weeks worth of fuel.” Burt nodded along solemnly.

“Let me finish,” Mark waved a hand, moving the image to the left. “Here. This section of the belt is thinner. It’d take us a bit of maneuvering but we could squeeze through here. Concentrate the shields towards the bottom of the hull and let the ADS take care of the rest.”

The rest of the crew leaned in, peering at the image with open suspicion. “Looks like something already punched through,” Gunther murmured.

With another nod, Mark has the new course plotted out. “Probably a rouge asteroid or comet or- whatever, doesn’t matter, point is,” he pointed at the patch with emphasis, “this is our way through.”

Throughout the room there went up a few scattered mumbles of agreement. Begrudging though it was, everyone was on the same page. You felt a bit of pride rise in you as Mark looked to the rest of the crew. And then his eyes met yours. He gave you this small, almost hesitant smile. As the display ran through a simulated flight path, you walked over to him.

A soft pat to the shoulder and you said, in a voice just as gentle, “That was great, Mark. We’re lucky to have you.”

The surprise on his face was clear and not unexpected. The faint blush across his cheeks though, was. Mark rubbed the back of his neck and smiled. “Aw, captain that’s- just got lucky is all.”

You simply shook your head and went to confirm the course.

You didn’t notice the rest of your crew openly gaping at Mark. He hadn’t gotten in on the betting pool and hadn’t even been trying. The pot, which you’d only hear secondhand later, included several hundred credits and one of Gunther’s own pistols. Mark had gleefully accepted his “hard earned” winnings with no small amount of showboating.

Neither of you had mentioned that you had told him something along those lines already. When you first emerged from the cryo pod, fresh off of stasis and still learning to function as a human being again.

“We’ll make it count this time, okay? You can do it.”

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cleake · 2 years

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The Crew Headcanons

Mark: -He's always around to help, he wants his Captian to be happy -He tries to keep an eye on you, checking if you're okay, asking if he can do anything for you, and making sure you don't have too much work to do -He wants to be as helpful to you as he can, if you call out for him, he'll show up next to you in a moment, with a coffee for you in his hand -He's a bit jealous of Celci, you trust her with more serious topics, and he doesn't get why, sure, he did overlook an error in the system before the ship took off, but that was only once! -He's always there for you when you need to vent, he understands that being a Captian is hard, and makes sure you know how helpful you are to everyone -Mark makes notes on what you like, what relaxes you, and what you need to feel better -If you need space he'll make sure that you get one, pushing everyone away, and telling them that the Captian wishes not to see anyone -"Excuse me, don't you see that the Captian needs a break? Their excellent and beautiful brain needs peaceful silence, and you are rudely interrupting it!" -He's delighted to help you, he likes it when you two work together, it makes him feel proud of both of you -He gives you a high five after you solve a big problem, with a proud smile -He brags about you to others behind your back, and sometimes it gets too obvious -"Did you see the Captian repair that system error today? How did they do that?! It was so cool and impressive! I didn't see anyone do something like that! Oh, do you remember when they saved us from crushing? God, how are they so good?" -He follows you when patrolling the ship, sometimes he repeats your orders to others, with a serious look just to look at you again with stars in his eyes -He has so much respect for you, he can't stop being amazed by you

Celci: -She's here to make the job done, and it has to be done correctly -You are the Captian and she's determent to make you satisfied -She has so much respect for you so in the beginning she won't be as close to you as Mark, but still is very loyal to you -After some time she'll be more comfortable with seeing you more as a friend and will try her best to make you happy -She's the one to go if you have a problem and no solution, she'll be happy that you came to her, and asked her for help, it makes her feel appreciated -Celci, like Mark, cares a lot for your well-being and tries her best to make you happy as a Captian and a friend -She and Mark fight a little bit for your attention and validation, they dare each other to give you coffee first or do more tasks than the other to make you proud -"Good morning Captian, the ship is in perfect condition, everything is going along the plan, all because of you." -She likes to help you with tasks, she doesn't want you to get too tired and likes when she can help you -You both talk a lot about the ship, and the things you need to do to make it even better -"Captian, don't you think that the ship has too many doors to open? When in a dangerous situation it takes a while to open the door, isn't it a bit unnecessary?" *insert Mark looking at Celci with an angry look, ready to start debate* -She thanks you a lot, and like Mark is amazed by you, but is more formal about it, and won't say it directly -But will in small conversations, and will push herself more to be open with her feelings towards you -"Captian, I wanted to thank you for all you do for us, it's a big thing to be a leader, and you are one of the best the crew can get, I am so thankful for you"

Gunther: -He's chill with you, says the things he thinks about you with no filter -He doesn't follow your every move like Mark, or Celci, and doesn't get formal, when he has a chance to tell you you're doing great he'll do it, no need to be shy -He does get impressed by you and tells you that, he wants you to go further, and don't stop believing in yourself -He's your professional "hype man" and is happy to make you feel better with his direct and honest words -He is willing to help you at any moment, maybe when he's tired or thinks this is not a big deal will hesitate and try to get out of this situation, but if you insist for him to make it, he'll make it perfectly -He likes to tease you and joke with you, bringing your well-being up, and feels good when you get happier because of him -He won't say it, but he is a bit jealous of Mark and his position, but he knows that with his coolness he doesn't have to worry about you forgetting about him -He appreciates how you bring everyone together and don't leave anyone out, making everyone feel like a team, not a lot of Captians can do it -He casually will bring you coffee, or use the moment when Mark and Celci are arguing, and he can spend some time with you *insert Celci and Mark looking at Gunther, not knowing how he got here* -He makes sure you are safe, if there's any kind of danger he'll give you one of his guns, or just stand in front of you ready to protect you with his life -While a heated moment, when people are nervous, angry, or arguing with each other, Gunther will make sure no one hurts you or will distract you by making a joke and talking with you -He doesn't look vulnerable, but with you, he feels comfortable opening up and talking about his feelings, something he doesn't do a lot, and you can do the same, he listens to you talk about things that anger you, and tries to fix them -He's happy to make you proud, and feels good when you compliment him, he thought he doesn't care about praise, but now he knows he does, a lot, deep inside

Burt: -He often feels left out and ignored, but you make him feel noticed and cared about -He likes to talk with others, but doesn't get the chance to, everyone seems to be bored by his words, but not you, you listen to him and remember the things he says, and he appreciates it so much, you don't even know -He doesn't get many chances to talk to you, his job is very time taking, but when you talk together, he feels like he can tell you anything and you'll understand, and not judge him -He is a bit shy while doing things for you, everyone around seems crazy about you, and a lot of the things they do for you to him seem more important or worth the praise, while his doesn't, but you make him feel otherwise, by noticing him, and telling him how helpful he is to everyone -Burt sees you as a very good person, and looks up to you very much, you are his model of good, and the best Captian he could ask for -He feels like he's the weakest in the crew, everyone seems to be so strong, smart, or energetic, while he was slow, more laid back, he thought it was a bad thing for a long time, but you made him believe it was important, and a good thing -He, because of you, feels more together with the crew, you acknowledge his ideas, his suggestions, and his presence -He does give you coffee when he can, shows you the errors in the ship, and gives his propositions for solutions -He leaves you notes in the cockpit because he doesn't have much time to spend with you, on them are mostly good mornings, or some things he noticed on the ship, he wanted to warn you about -He can vent to you about how everyone leaves him, or not even notice him, and you by listening make him feel seen -He helps you as much as he can, his job is very important, and it has to be done right, and Burt always succeeds to make you feel proud -He's happy that he has such a caring Captian that finally makes him feel important

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Hi! This is the anon with the ISWM egos and Y/N running into Y/Ns mean ex, and here to clarify! Yes the egos that made appearances!

(I hope this anon isn't taken but I'll shoot for the moon)

- SleepyBlu Anon

Oh okay! Just wanted that cleared up but ty!

Request: Hi I’m new to this, but could I request ISWM egos with their S/O and like running into S/O’s ex. S/O’s ex ain’t a nice person and S/O is uncomfortable, the boys to the rescue!

Engineer, Actor, Dark, Wilford, Yancy, Illinois, Jim, & Heehoo will be featured!

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Engineer Mark

Your ex so-happens to be USA receptionist.

They recognize you before you can state your inquiries and makes a subtle jab at both of you, especially upon learning you’re a captain.

“Wow, so you can keep a crew together but not a relationship?”

This pisses off Mark SO much. He can’t tolerate this disrespect to his captain and partner.

His anger becomes scary as he punches the table and demands they take your concerns more seriously.

After getting answers he leaves with you, still huffy but makes sure you’re alright.

“If they were in the crew, I’d eject them from the airlock myself..” He grumbles.

Actor

Oh boy.

If he so much as recognizes your ex he’s gonna flip out. Doesn’t matter if it’s in public or there’s only a few people around.

He’ll drag them away from you before they can utter a single word and have a “nice chat”.....which is really just him snapping at them and being like “you’re lucky I’m out on parole or else I’d KILL you right now!”

You don’t know what exactly he said but, they haven’t tried contacting you since then.

He spoils you afterwards to cheer you up <3

Dark

He doesn’t wanna cause a huge scene.

So he’ll just stare at your ex angrily while keeping you close to him, allowing the high-pitched ringing to fill their head.

He’s the best at intimidation so it doesn’t take long for them to be scared off.

After that he makes sure you’re okay, knowing very well what it’s like to be hurt by those he once trusted.

If they come back he definitely won’t hold back and resort to tormenting them in the void since they didn’t learn their lesson the first time.

Wilford

He takes shit from nobody.

Especially a stupid ex who questions your taste in men.

There’s a 75% chance you can stop him from shooting/stabbing them, but he’ll still find a way to screw with their mind.

Like getting inside their head and saying random bs or just teleporting around them to confuse them (like he does in WMLW).

Eventually they leave after calling him a freak, though he just rolls his eyes.

“Jeez, to think you dated that before me? Let’s get some drinks.”

Yancy

Will most definitely punch them if they say some rude shit about you.

“Lmao you’re so desperate for love you’ll take in a criminal-?”

*SMACK*

“At least I treat ‘em better than you any day!!!”

You literally cannot stop Yancy from leaving them with a bloody nose even if you tried and said “violence isn’t the answer”.

He may have given up the stabbing but there’s no way he’s ever gonna give up fighting for you tooth and nail <3

Illinois

Out of all the Ipliers he’s probably the most calm about it.

You honestly didn’t think he was so committed to your relationship until you saw the way he stood up to your ex.

Gentle yet firm so that they leave you alone.

Humorously enough, they barely have a defense bc wow--how did you manage to snag someone as fine as him???

So they finally do leave and it warms your heart, knowing he took this relationship seriously.

Jim

Honestly?

The whole Jim nation would be on your ex’s ass if they got within a five mile radius of you and don’t back off.

(Similar to Wilford) They think he’s a goddamn weirdo and you’ve lowered your standards to rock bottom.

Which leads to Jim interrogating them on what they knew about the statistics of relationships or...something like that.

Either way he gets them to leave with his eccentric ways being too much for them to handle.

Heehoo

After a lot of rehabilitation you both started dating again. Though he’s still drawn to the woods, so you’ll go on frequent walks together.

Unfortunately that’s where you meet your ex who’s on a hike.

“Wow you’ve chosen this hobo over me, huh?” They sneer.

Heehoo sees how upset they’re making you, so he just...growls and eventually scares them off after chasing them into the woods.

Once he returns he makes sure you’re okay.

His actions made you laugh, confusing him, though you reassure him you appreciate what he did.

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