#markerlived

[pxperhearts]

This is their only chance. People died for these coordinates, and more would still, but right now, this was their chance to try and end it all. The smallest of chances.

And it came down to her, Ellie Langford.

The ShockRing was powering up. White knuckles grip the controls and a paralyzing fear overcomes her. 

She’ll never see this corner of the galaxy again. There’s no way to know if that’s true, but she feels it in her bones. She’ll never see Terminus Station or New Horizons ever again. Never feel his touch...

Her eyes press close.

He’s so clear to her right now. Down to his scruff and his tired smile. She can almost feel him thread her hair behind her ear. 

“Isaac...” His name escapes in a whisper, but only dead space hears her. 

Her eyes open. In her mismatched blue-green pupils, the ShockRing shines. It’s ready.

“I’m scared...” The only thing stopping her hands from shaking is how tight she’s holding the controls. There’s a thousand regrets coiling in her chest. If she could do things differently... If she would ever get the chance to... 

The drive lights up and the ship is gone.

[horrorempathya]

also,   thanks  to  @markerlived,   my  mind  has  had  the  visual  representation for  the  past  20  minutes  of  ripley  waddling  and  clanking  around  in  her  huge  as  fuck  space  suit  while  isaac  just  zooms  by  and  it’s  KILLING  me.

[pxperhearts]

@markerlived​ #// she rolls in mud isaac dust is no problem :/

y u callin her out like this

[pxperhearts]

@markerlived​ asked: A comforting smile. @ Ellie from Isaac

It’s the smallest of things. A tremor in her hands, an edge to her actions. She doesn’t even realize the creeping gnawing on her spine until Isaac’s hand covers her own and brings her back to the present. Somehow, he can always tell before her.

Blue-green eyes meet his own and his smile, soft and comforting, eases her shoulders. 

“tt’s hard to believe sometimes.” She doesn’t need to put a name to it. He knows what she means. Her hand turns, her fingers interlock with his, and she finally smiles. 

They’re allowed this, dammit. 

[pxperhearts]

@markerlived​ tfw ellie gives u a bj

[pxperhearts]

@markerlived​ ‘Buzz Lightyear to Star Command. Come in, Star Command.’

[pxperhearts]

          Send a 👫 and I’ll write headcanons about our muses

@markerlived​ asked: 👫 & wild card, any of my muses & any of ur muses

Isaac and Lara!

These poor, traumatized kids my g o d. They understand each other very well in this regard and they give each other space and they can tell the other gets it. One of them makes an offhand comment about being paranoid? the other ‘haha mood’ I think it was in one of the last replies Lara wanted to make a joke about how she was hiding in an alley once convinced some guys were gonna come around the corner and attack her and she was prepared to fight and then....nothing. but it’s easier to joke about your trauma rather than saying, haha yeah I relive the sounds of my friends dying and sometimes i see them

It takes...such a long time for either to trust the other, and even then they’d probably both rather do it themselves than rely on others, but sometimes ya gotta. Lara would be interested in learning engineering stuff from him if given the chance tbh

Lara certainly makes a lot of contacts to get what she needs but I can see her coming to trust him the most and he ends up being her first choice for gear

sometimes....in addition to his full payment...and once they’ve warmed up to each more...she asks if he wants some of jonah’s cooking

[horrorempathya]

@markerlived​ :        @ Ripley: “— the hell are xenomorphs??” From Isaac uwu

“   ---   the  perfect  organism.   ”        ripley  answers,   tone  just  the  slightest  bit  of  mocking,   caught  in  between  her  lips  and  the  cigarette  she’s  smoking.    hold  on,  give  her  a  second  to  enjoy  this  cigarette  before  she  starts  explaining.    she’s  just  exhausted  and,   quite  frankly,   she  never  volunteered  to  be  intertwined  indefinitely  with  a  killer,  alien  species.    yet,  somehow  she  is.     dark  eyes  finally  glance  upward,  cigarette  between  two  fingers.    she  holds  it  to  the  side  to  flick  away  ash.     don’t  worry ---   the  ashes  starting  a  fire  on  board  just  MAY  help  them.     dark  eyes  are  nearly  black  in  the  lack  of  light.    face  neutral.

“   they’re  a  species  of  predator  alien  that  preys  on  any  other  organic,  living  species  to  ensure  their  survival  and  reproduction.    they  have  acid  for  blood.   ”

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