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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 - 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒙 𝑴𝒂𝒄𝒌

hhhh hihi, to try to get back into writing I made a little self-insert/oc thing with Mack because I have brain-rot

Warnings: uh, slight spice? There’s a kiss at the end, there’s also lyrics to “Dirty Thoughts” by Chloe Adams included, there’s also cursing. This isn’t proof read or whatever either, just want to get back into writing ^^

Words: 2.7k

Some backstory/explanation, my self-insert/oc is the Medic/Doctor and pretty close with Mark/the crew

My requests are open!!

There was never a dull moment on the Invincible II, hell since the Captain arrived it was like the chaos had doubled, not in a bad way of course. The Captain seemed to match a lot of the higher energy that was already swarming on board, buzzing around like a toddler on a sugar high, encouraging most silly acts the other crew would partake in. Which was unfortunate for the more parental like figures, mainly Celci and Sparrow, the two constantly had to keep the ship from imploding or exploding. 

Weird occurrences had started to happen at one point some time after the Captain arrived, but so far the weirdest and the most permanent was the appearance of a new person, Mack.

Mack had identified himself as the head engineer for the ship, which the crew knew wasn't exactly right but the Captain and Mark had decided that Mack could stay, if he could agree to being under Mark. Which took a bit of back and forth but sooner or later Mack agreed to the terms that were set up, which surprised a lot of the crew. Mack had started out as a bit of a rough individual to get along with but he slowly melted into the group and started to get along with everyone, everyone except for Sparrow that is.

Now, Sparrow wasn't really someone to hate someone else, or even get into an actual argument with someone. He never wanted to be included in something negative, but Mack made it so hard to be around him. Sparrow did what he could and avoided the other male as much as he could, but due to being the only trained medic on board and the fact that they were on a space-ship in space made it a little hard to avoid the other.

Mack didn't exactly get hurt much but due to his tendencies he often showed up in the med-bay wanting something to get looked at. Sparrow would never degrade someone for worrying about their health or tell someone they were wrong about their body as Sparrow wasn't in their body, and he knew that some people couldn’t help but be anxious, but how Mack acted drove Sparrow up the walls.

Mack would always talk much more then needed, asking Sparrow what schooling he had, if he thought he was actually fit for the job, if he knew what he was doing, telling him that there was someone else that could do better with fixing him up and much, much more. Sparrow never really talked when Mack started spouting his bull-shit, Sparrow knew feeding into it would just allow Mack to fire back, which Sparrow did learn the hard-way.

It eventually turned into Mack almost teasing Sparrow, which Sparrow tried his best to tune out as Sparrow took it at face value, Mack just being Mack and being an asshat, which Sparrow had started to like, even though he would never admit it out loud.

Though something Sparrow did find a bit odd was that Mack never let someone else do the same. It only happened twice that Sparrow had watched Mack tell off a couple of crew members, but due to whispers floating around and Burt just straight up telling him about it Sparrow knew it happened a lot more then what he saw.

The first time it happened was when Sparrow was patching up a cut on Macks hand he had gotten while working on the ship, Mark had also been there as he escorted Mack to the med-bay and decided to stick around to make sure Mack was alright, and to give Sparrow some company. Though the situation turned sour when Mark had cracked a joke when Mack had flinched when his cut got cleaned, Mark had said they might have to launch Sparrow out of the air lock and send a signal out for a new medic if Sparrow couldn't keep a steady hand. Sparrow had never seen Mack get so pissed off at Mark, and by the looks of it, Mark hadn't had that side of Mack directed at him either. Mack had started off with a hearty 'Shut up, you know nothing about his skills' and started doing nothing but compliment Sparrow and went on to describe how Sparrow was one of the only crew holding the ship together and how the crew was lucky to have him aboard.

The sudden flip caught both Sparrow and Mark off guard, and due to the awkward feeling that had suddenly washed over him, Mark had decided to leave, patting Sparrow on the shoulder with a small 'I'll see you later' before leaving the med-bay.

Sparrow could of sworn hearing Mack mutter "You don't deserve to touch him" before glancing up and seeing a patch of pink coating Macks face, but he didn't want to look up for long as he didn't want Mack to know he was looking.

Sparrow had been even more surprised when Mack had stopped by the med-bay at the end of the day, he said it was to make sure his cut was fine before he went to bed but he had brought a slice of cake in for the two to share. Mack insisted it was only because it was the last available slice and he couldn't finish it and he was in the med-bay anyways so the two 'might as well share' but Sparrow couldn't help but feel touched, and that there was more meaning to his actions and words then he was letting on. After all, it was his favorite cake and it rarely got made.

After that incident Mack had started to live in every corner of Sparrows mind, he found himself wanting to be around Mack more then wanting to avoid him. It was apparently clear to everyone but the pair that they had these 'feelings' for each-other, hell even Celci asked if the two were together.

It was Sparrow, Celci, Mark, Gunther, Burt and the Captain hanging out one night after a bit of a busy day. When Sparrow had freaked out at the question and acted confused and slightly disgusted, Gunther had pointed out how Sparrow started to follow around the other engineer like a lost puppy, which caused Burt to chime in with how Sparrow was the only person Mack let touch him without instantly cleaning or sanitizing himself afterwards, Mark and the Captain also throwing in their bits of information into the conversation. Mark bringing up the whole hand cleaning situation, The Captain spoke a bit about how they noticed both Mack and Sparrow somehow weaved their schedules together, starting to point out what exactly changed within the pairs schedules. 

At one point Sparrow simply couldn't take it anymore and decided to head to bed a bit early, with some final teasing words from Gunther, Sparrow very quickly made his way back to his room. Oh god, he had feelings for Mack, didn't he? He might of had some, well, ideas, about the other but he didn't put too much thought into them and simply wrote them off as a small thing, but the more he thought about it reality set in. He did write about Mack in his journals, even going as far as drawing him to go along with some of the things he wrote. The medic couldn't help but run his hands through his hair as he entered his room, the first thing on his mind was to look through one of his said journals to reread what he had wrote, just to see if he was going crazy, but his heart stopped when he noticed something.

It was missing.

That should be impossible, it should be sitting on the same spot it always is on his desk, where was it?? Sparrow spent a few minuets basically tearing apart his room to look for the simple dark blue journal before he remembered something.

He took it to the med-bay.

He had taken a large amount of paper-work there and accidently included the journal when sweeping up all of the folders and papers. Well, at least he knew where it was, now he just had to go get it, which Sparrow quickly started to move when he realized he had to do just that. He knew the other crew members knew better then to paw through his things as most if not everyone on the ship is respectful about those types of things, but he couldn't help but feel a bit scared that someone might look through the journal.

It is human to want to do what you aren’t supposed to.

Sparrow did his best to calm his nerves as he went to his main work-space, but he slowed down when he heard a voice coming from the open door. The doors normally didn't stay open but due to the med-bay being a little different the door was programmed to stay open longer in case of it needing to stay that way, it could always shut faster with a quick shout to the computer. It was fairly late so it was unlikely that anyone would be out and about so he wanted to try to convince himself that he was just hearing things but he knew the voice all too well, it was Mack, and he wasn't just reading something random, no of course not, he was reading something from his journal.

And Sparrow couldn't be more terrified and what it was

    "I get dirty thoughts about you, they get worse when I'm without you. Does that mean that I'm going to hell, or are you thinking them as well?"

Sparrow heard the all too familiar words drip off of Macks lips, almost burning his stomach as he digested them

    "When I'm lonely, all the corners of my mind start racing, things that should be kept in the basement, spend my time trying to erase them"

Sparrow wanted to move, he wanted nothing more but to race into the med-bay and snatch the book out of Macks hands, but he felt frozen

    "But when you hold me in the fantasy it's so convincing, I shouldn't think the things I'm thinking, but now I've gone and let them sink in. The more that I push 'em away, the more that you're stuck in my brain, the more I mentally undress"

Sparrow didn't know how to react as his body felt like it had bursted into flames

    "I confess, I get dirty thoughts about you, they're so strong that I'm about to say them all to you out loud, God can't save me now"

Mack just kept going and going

    "I'm frustrated, Do you really look good naked?"

With hearing Mack read out the certain set of words Sparrow snapped out of his trance and did what he had just been thinking about, he raced into the med-bay and ripped the blue book from the other males hands as fast as he could. He knew he couldn't prevent Mack from reading what he already did but, maybe he happened to open the book to the page and read the lyrics? Maybe he didn't know they were about him?     "Mack what the hell?! Don't you know how rude it is to look into someone else's private things?" Sparrow simply hissed, not wanting to alert anyone who might be lurking about, feeling a bit better at hearing the med-bay door close.

"What are you doing in the med-bay anyways? Did you get injured or need me to look at something? I should probably look at that cut while you're here, it should be all healed up by now, but a check-up never hurt" Sparrow spoke while holding his journal behind his back, reaching out with his other hand to grab onto Macks wrist.

Sparrow had to blurt out his words to try to brush past what had just happened. The shorter male couldn't even look the other in the face, not with the bright blush he knew had to be covering his face, most likely spreading to the edges to his ears.

Just as Sparrow had a hold on Macks wrist to turn it, to possibly take his glove off to look at his very much healed hand, the taller male had spoke, answering Sparrow     "Don't you know how rude it is to draw someone like that without their permission?" Macks voice still held its usual stiff, slightly cold tone, but he was quiet, very quiet, as if he was whispering for only the two of them to hear.

Once again Sparrow stopped what he was doing, Mack saw a lot more then he would have liked and, again, he didn't know how to react to the situation. Quite simply put, the drawing was of the two in a rather spicy position

Sparrow had been silent for what felt like forever but it was most likely only a minuet or two, he cleared his throat as he slowly let go of the other. "I..." he paused for a few more moments "I'm sorry" he felt so... weird? He knew he felt embarrassed that was for sure, but other then that he just felt hot. He started to back away "Listen if you don't need anything I'm just gonna go, we don't have to talk about this ever again, we can just pretend like this never happened, just try your best to erase what you saw from your memory and-" When he had gotten to be about an arms length away, Sparrow suddenly felt a tight grip on his own wrist

"I never said I didn't like the drawing" Sparrows eyes widened at Macks words, his head snapping up to look at the other. He almost couldn't believe that Mack had said what he did, that was until he spotted the red dancing across Macks own face. Sparrow could only see half of Macks face due to Mack facing some counters and Sparrow was facing his side but he could tell Macks eyes were glued to the counter in-front of him, like he was still reading the journal. Like he was avoiding meeting Sparrows eyes "It was actually really good"

    "You like my drawing of us?" Sparrow barely managed to whisper out, he was afraid, he was afraid he misheard Mack, or that what just happened could be just one big act, one big 'fuck you' from the other.     "Of course I do, how could I not like something that you do?" Sparrow swallowed, somewhat out of confusion     "Well, it's not exactly easy to tell that you ever thought of me like that, enough to like a drawing of us in a... rather steamy position. At most I thought you simply tolerated me, most of the time I'm convinced you genuinely want me off of the ship" Sparrow felt Macks grip get tighter as what he assumed was guilt flash over Macks features before Sparrow was pulled closer, Mack still facing the counter rather then Sparrow.     "I would rather launch the captain out of the air lock before even thinking about you leaving the crew"

Those words alone caused Sparrow to drop his journal, did Mack just tell him he would rather kill the captain then think about him leaving?

     "Mack?" Sparrow asked, his voice still soft but louder then before. He could feel his heart beating in his ears, it was fast, loud, and heavy. Mack had still refused to look at Sparrow, in fact his eyes were in the opposite direction, almost like Mack was afraid Sparrow would turn sour, like Sparrow would tell him the drawing or the words he wrote were simply that, a drawing and some words, a drawing and some words with no meaning

"Mack look at me" Sparrow had spoke louder, slightly demanding that the other listen to his words and when Sparrow spoke again Mack did just that, even if he did so with a small pause, he slowly turned his head to look at Sparrow.

    He didn't know what flipped inside of him, but Sparrow felt like he had to do it. With his now free hand Sparrow reached up and cupped one side of Macks face, placing his hand against the other like he was the most expensive piece of art Sparrow had ever seen. He guided the other down a bit, only stopping when their faces were centimeters apart "I feel the same way" Sparrow had lightly whispered, as if the captain was somehow listening to their conversation.

    Before Sparrow knew it Mack had closed the distance in-between the two, connecting their lips as if Sparrows verbal confirmation was the green light to do something he had been dreaming about.

    Mack had turned himself so he was finally facing Sparrow, pulling him closer, their chests colliding while placing his free hand onto Sparrows hip before letting go of Sparrows wrist. Mack settled his newly free hand in the middle of Sparrows back while Sparrow kept one hand on the others cheek, his other found its place on Macks shoulder, gripping at his uniform.

    The kisses were anything but soft, but neither of the two were going to complain about that.

Dating hcs for your fave ego, Actor Mark, and Murdock? :0

A/n: This took so long my hands are dead. Sorry this is so long, this legitimately took four whole pages to write lmao

Genre: Headcannons, Fluff

Actor

When he first met you through Damien, he was a total ass

He would take every chance he got to make some sort of prude comment pertaining to you in some way 

So of course your first impression of him was that he was just some rich asshole, and of course during that whole ordeal Damien was defending you but that didn’t stop Mark 

Anytime there would be some sort of event Damien would go to he would invite you to tag along and Actor would go to seek you out 

At first Actor felt a sort of entitlement towards you that all the harsh comments were justified by your status, but over time Actor started to…question his feelings towards you

Every time he saw you he felt his chest tighten and a fluttering feeling in his stomach made it hard to articulate the words he wanted to say to you

You noticed that his comments towards you slowly became less brash and sometimes he would even offer you a small smile here and there

Which was incredibly rare to see a genuine smile from the Actor 

But Mark was frustrated with himself, why was he treating you like this? Surely he wasn’t opening up to you so easily

This internal conflict lead to him going back to treating you like shit then feeling guilty and going back to being strangely sweet was exhausting for you 

There was a party going on at the Actors house and for some reason you went carefully optimistic about how you would be treated 

But tonight was some hoe the worse he's ever been 

Not just some rude comments here and there, they were cruel 

But it was only when he started to mock your physical appearance that you had enough of his bs 

You slammed your drink to the ground looking the now stunned Actor in the eyes “You know what, Mark?? Fuck you.” you hissed, storming off towards the door . You could hear Damien calling after you as you opened the door slamming it You could hear the door slam behind you as someone called for you, you felt some grip your shoulder lightly turning you around 

“Damien, listen…” you said before being turned to face the Actor, his face held an uncharacteristic soft look of worry. Yet you glared, shrugging him off angrily “What the hell do you want from me?! Why do some days you have to be such an ass, and then be so kind the next?” The Actor avoided your gaze a guilty expression crossing his features “It’s..its complicated…” he murmured . “Fine! If you don’t want to tell me? I’ll just be on my way then, have a lovely day Mark!” you shout turning quickly 

Mark's eyes widen frantically and he calls to you “Because I love you!” you freeze turning to him “What?” he feels this suddenly sting of vulnerability in this moment something he's not use to “I..wasn’t ready to open up to someone again. I thought I would be able to push you away and the feeling would just…go away. But I never meant to hurt you.” his gaze was fixed on the ground, afraid to meet your disgusted expression. But that feeling of dread washed away when your soft lips met his . For once in his life, the Actor had nothing to say, stunned by the realization that you had just kissed him

“See you tomorrow Mark” you smiled softly walking into the night 

Once you start to date this man though he will show you how truly dramatic he is

Like this man is such a diva 

“Darling, please I beg you if you truly love me don't leave”

“Mark I have to get up for work”

He is so needy, he needs constant attention and affection 24/7 

You’ll wake up in the morning with his face buried in your stomach, or he’ll be clinging to your side 

Have fun trying to get him off you, because this man has a grip of steel, your not getting him off

He’s very hesitant when you say you need to leave the manor for something insisting he can just have one of the staff members get it for you

He has serious abandonment issues, afraid that every time you leave the house will be the last time he sees you

He needs reassurance from you, though he talks big all the time he’s a very insecure person, please tell him you love him, he needs it

Whenever he sees you he likes to pepper your face with kisses, his stubble tickling you in the process   

He cannot handle horror movies or games whatsoever, he talks shit, but just one jump scare and he's clinging to you in fear

He’ll get really defensive afterwards so I would not recommend trying to scare him unless you want to spend the whole day making it up to him

He’s not big on pet names but when he does use them they’re usually the more classic ones 

Like ‘Love, Darling, Beloved, etc’ but if he’s feeling soft which is very rare he’ll call you ‘Sweetheart, Honey’ 

Softest you’ll see him is either when he's had a long day and all he wants to do is come home to you and fall asleep on the couch or when he’s half asleep he’ll cuddle up to you and whisper how much he loves you

He’s prone to start petty arguments sometimes that get out of hand pretty quickly 

He’ll give you the silent treatment even if you try to apologize and even if it was his fault 

But eventually he’ll start to feel a tiny bit guilty after ignoring you for a week 

He’ll peeper your face and neck with kisses and whisper sweet nothings to you as an apology 

He’ll take you out to a very expensive restaurant just to emphasizes how sorry he is

He does love you after all he just has a very funny way of showing it

Murdock

You first saw him at a coffee shop you frequently visited, mostly just to work, it was nice to get up in the mornings starting your day with a latte and just working in that quiet little coffee shop. And since it was early in the morning not many people came in to sit down, just a couple of morning joggers here and there but nobody who was there to stay, that was until one day. The morning had started like normal you got your drink and you went to sit down, but then this man had walked in.

Something about him had caught your eye, maybe it was his stylish sense of dressing, maybe it was this sort of mysterious feeling that lurked around him wherever he went. But something about him was alluring to you, drawing you in and captivating you. He sat at one of the many empty tables next to you sipping his coffee quietly

You wanted to make conversation, to reach out and introduce yourself, but felt too intimidated by him to say anything. Instead you internally struggled on what to say for ten minutes until much to your dismay he had gotten up and left the shop. This continued for a couple days until finally one day he spoke to you 

“Hey, I see you here every morning, how long have you been here?” You were a little surprised that he was talking to you at first but none the less you were overcome with joy that he had actually started a conversion. “Oh! Um about two years, I think?” you replied turning away from your laptop to face him “Two years huh? That’s some dedication right there” he let out a low, gravelly, chuckle to which you smiled 

“Yeah I guess so” 

He turned his head looking down at his watch frowning slightly “Well it’s been wonderful talking to you, but I’m afraid I have to go now, see you later Y/n” he waved, making his way through the door

‘Wait, Y/n? I didn’t tell him my name’

You two met up at the shop every morning chatting and conversing on the many topics of life before one day Murdock had asked you on date 

Walking through the park on a cool starry night, you wished you could have stayed there forever but sadly Murdock and you had to part ways eventually 

“Alright, well I’ll see you again tomorrow” he said smiling yet the soft frown of disappointment didn’t go unnoticed by him “Yeah! I’ll see you” you said forcing a smile on your face not wanting to keep Murdock for any longer . As you turned, walking in the direction of your car you were spun around to Murdock once more “Ah-! Murdock what -” you were cut off with a soft kiss to the cheek as Murdock smirked “See you tomorrow, sweetheart” he whispered in your ear before slinking away leaving you behind, flustered and confused 

Dating this man is…an experience to say the least 

Not in a bad way at all! He’s just so quiet your never really sure what's going on inside his head

He doesn't plan on ever telling that he’s a *cough murder cough* simply because he wants to keep you from harm's way including himself

He loves flustering you beyond anything else 

And he uses any chance he gets to do it

He’s sitting down and you walk by? He’s pulling you into his lap

You're standing somewhere just minding your own business? He’s coming up behind and wrapping his arms around your waist while he lays kisses along your neck

And despite this he claims he's not one for touch, yeah right 

If you ever do the same to him though?? This man is putty in your hands 

He loves to compare hand sizes with you, it makes his heart flutter <3

Ok but this man drives so f a s t

Not even intentionally, he just speeds, you're convinced your going to hit someone, but somehow you never do

He absolutely hates lazy weekends so don’t ever expect to be laying in bed with him in the mornings, he feels the need to always be productive 

He has no chill, despite his calm composure which in a way is sort of ironic 

He loves rainy days though, so expect him to drag you out during a rainy day to have a walk, under a shared umbrella 

And also long talks in front of the fireplace, very specific but he enjoys the feeling of the warmth from the fire and the warmth that your presence provides him as well

Yancy 

Today was visitation day at the Happy trails prison. The visitation hours had started about two hours ago and were now almost over, you sighed as you watched the other families visit and talk for away before departing. They hadn’t shown up, they called you here yet they hadn’t shown up. Honestly this didn’t surprise you in the slightest this wasn’t out of character for them at all. You sat waiting in the room surrounded by inmates, families, couples and yet no sign of your friend. You glanced at the clock watching the minutes tick by with a heavy heart hoping at any minute they would walk in, explaining to you there delay yet fifteen minutes passed by and there was no such luck

“Youse waiting for someone too?” 

You turned around to be faced with a tall boston man looking down at you 

“Yeah, but I don’t think they’ll show” you respond tiredly, as the man sits next to you on the bench “Me neither” you turned to him, frowning “Who are you waiting for?” you asked curiously 

“It doesn't matter now” you frowned, reaching out to pat him on the back, he suddenly tensed at the action and you quickly retracted your hand “I’m so sorry! I should have asked first” you quickly apologized. And he…chuckled? “No no, youse fine. I’m just not used to being touched is all” he offered a small smiled to you, one which you happily returned . Though your friend didn’t show up during visiting hours you and Yancy talked, laughed, and joked with each other until the last hour. It was nice, you hadn’t felt that comfortable with someone in a very long time. Yancy was so kind, you wondered how he’d ever managed to end up in prison in the first place, but there was no doubt in your mind you be back for the next visitation

It was only until Yancy actually applied for Parole that you started dating he wanted to wait until you could be together outside of just visitation hours 

Yancy is so touched starved please give him lots of love please

He will not be able to sleep without out you after the first time you cuddled 

So if you stay up late to work, draw, write, etc 

Yancy will find a blanket and curl up next to you

So if you sleep at your desk you’ll wake up with Yancy curled up against you 

Yancy loves to bake for you, once he got out of prison he started to look for things to do during the day and cooking just so happened to catch his eye

He’ll make you anything from deserts, pastries, full meals, etc you name it and Yancy will make it for you 

He also loves to knit 

So he’ll make you scarfs, mittens, jackets, cardigans, and a lot more, he has a lot of time on his hands 

Yancy loves to nap with you, especially on cold days he’ll come up from behind you and wrap all his limbs around you so you can’t leave 

Yancy also loves you carry you places, don’t worry about being to heavy he’s very strong so weight is not a problem for him

Kisses <3 

All the time, he loves them so much

And he melts when you give him any sort of affection especially kisses he just loves you so much

He’s pretty easy to fluster considering he's never been in a relationship before

Very worried he's going to hurt you with his strength he gets so excited whenever he sees you he just wants to engulf you with a big warm hug but hes so worried he's going to crush you

This man is like a golden retriever I swear 

But you love him anyways <33 

A/n: This took me all day ahhhhhhh

Hmm for Engineer, maybe him with a captain on the new planet? Basically life after the events of ISWM. Could have some PTSD from both parties and comforting each other through it all.

A/n: EATING THIS REQUEST WHOLE, dude this was such a cute prompt! I really enjoyed writing this one

Synopsis: After the events of ISWM, Mark and the Captain are trying desperately to forget what they had experienced on the ship, but their past is catching up to them rather quickly

Warnings: Mentions of hallucinations, unhealthy coping mechanisms

After the events on the ship you and Mark had undoubtedly been traumatized, whether you had realized it or not there would be long lasting effects of what you had been subjected to.

Regardless of the things you had experienced, you desperately wanted to forget everything that had happened, but it seemed as though it wouldn’t be as easy as you initially had hoped.

You had moved on to directing the construction of the new colonies, while Mark had been there alongside you working to build a civilization from the ground up.

You had been kept busy for months, with news of the progress of the building while you had helped solve problems that colonists were having while settling in, you felt it was necessary to keep yourself busy, to keep your mind from drifting to darker corners of your mind, things you needed to forget.  

You arrived home, slamming the door with a sigh as you slumped from the doorway cracking your joints with a pleasing hum as you began to set up your work on the kitchen counter, laying out the blueprints you needed to review and approve as well as complaints you had collected from Cici.

This would undoubtedly take more than a couple hours to finish, but well you were already tired, so you made a promise that you wouldn’t stay up for too long. 

Your eyes fluttered open groggily, you groaned at the sudden light that flooded your vision. 

You rubbed your eyes trying to adjust to the overwhelming light.

“Enjoy your nap Cap’n?” you knew that teasing nickname.You lazily turned your head up to the engineer, a warm smile spread across his face. 

“Mark? What are you doing? What time is it?” you asked, your voice still heavy with sleep as you stretched your back out and pushed yourself away from the counter, covered with unfinished sheets and documents. 

“It’s about ten-thirty-seven, and way past your bedtime. What were you even doing down here?” his brows furrowed as his chocolate brown eyes scanned the papers. You frowned as you collected the unfinished sheets. 

“Oh nothing, just documents for work. Which I still need to finish.” you murmured, anxiously eyeing the stack. 

“Well you can just finish them tomorrow, you don’t have to go in that early anyways right?” you smiled looking back to Mark as you abandoned the counter. 

“Yeah, I guess you're right.” taking his calloused hand, flicking the kitchen light off as you left the room. Making your way to the master bedroom through the empty house. 

You looked into the mirror mindlessly as you counted the seconds, brushing your teeth thoroughly before you spat out the overwhelming mint flavored paste. As you rinsed your brush under the cold water Mark called to you from the bedroom as he changed. 

“So, how are you?” the question seemed drawn out, almost hesitant, as if he was leading onto something else.

“Mark, we already talked about this over lunch, did you already forget what I told you.” you teased as you opened the cabinet setting your toothbrush next to Marks as you turned the light off joining Mark in the bedroom. 

“No, no I was just…y’know curious if you maybe forgot to tell me something exciting.” 

You quirked an eyebrow out at him doubtingly. 

“Uh huh, well I feel like you're trying to get to something else, so why don’t you just go ahead and say it Mark, I hate it when you dance around stuff like this.”

A dense silence fell over the room, and you felt a familiar feeling of dread stir in your chest. 

“I want to talk about…about what happened on the ship.” you felt your body go stiff. 

“Why would you want to talk about that?” your voice wavered as you tried to swallow the lump in your throat. 

“I just, I’ve been seeing things and hearing things, things that I’ve wanted to forget, but I just can’t.” 

Again a silence fell over the room, it felt with each passing second a weight was pressing down on your chest.

You paused. 

“I know Mark, I can still hear them too.” 

Mark turned to you, his eyes glossy, as his bottom lip trembled lightly.

“Was it my fault? I know we’ve talked about this before, but I can’t help but think about what would’ve happened if I hadn’t even built the warp core.” his voice shook as he gripped his face, his eyes fixated on the floor as his body shook lightly. You frowned, walking around the bed as you squatted in front of him taking his hand in yours once again as you gave it a reassuring squeeze, his panicked eyes flickered to yours. 

“Mark, you can’t blame yourself for everything that happened, it’s not fair to you. Sure you built the machine, but nobody could’ve known what kind of power it was capable of.” Mark gave a slow nod, his eyes not leaving yours. You smiled scooting in to give him a tight hug.

“I love you, okay? Don’t forget that.” you whispered as Mark buried his face into the crook of your neck, leaving a quick peck against your warm skin. 

“What do you say we head to bed now?”

“Sounds like a plan Cap’n.”

Can't tell if I like this one, but oh well. Once again reblogs are appreciated!

hihi my birthday is coming up soon! i was wondering if you could write how darkiplier, damien, or even engineer mark would react of them not knowing and finding out the day of that it’s my b-day! i hope it’s not too confusing…

A/n: HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY ANON!! I hope you have a great one! ^^, I hope you don't mind that I just did Engineer Mark, I was having trouble writing for the other two, but enjoy none the less!

Would feel incredibly bad if he found out it was your birthday and didn’t know

Especially since the whole crew knew and had been wishing you well and presenting you with gifts throughout the whole day, much to Marks confusion 

He’s on his hands and knees for forgiveness right now

He’ll do absolutely everything to make it up to you no matter how much you reassure him he’ll insist, so there's no real point in arguing with him

There's not that much you can do in space, and even if there was there's certainly not enough time when your the Captain

But Mark is determined to make your birthday a great one, anything you want or need he’ll do it for you

Hungary, but don’t have enough time to make something? Marks got you, Necks cramped but you don’t have time to take a nap? No problem

He’ll try to whip something up for you the day of, but it probably doesn’t go as planned, it was a nice thought though

And even when the days done, Mark hasn’t finished everything he set out to do

Before you settle down getting ready for sleep Mark knocks on your door

Confused you open it, immediately skeptical as to what could have possibly brought Mark here at this time of night 

He’ll simply hush your questions and concerns as he leads you to a distant room in the ship

But as soon as he reveals what he was planning to you, you gasp in delight

In the room Mark set up a small picnic blanket, covered with your favorite snacks and homemade desserts, you don’t know how he managed to acquire all of the sweets but frankly you didn’t really care

Marks eyes twinkled as he watched the excitement spread across your face, Mark let out a surprised yelp when you threw your arms around him, before he chuckled, hugging you back with the same intensity, smiling as you held each-other

“Happy Birthday Cap.” 

SPACE BIRTHDAY WOWOWWO