#space!mark

[meloncalic]

“Oh, hey Captain!!”

[jimminent-peril]

The universe is playing out how it should, Captain.

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[even-more-incorrect-ego-quotes]

Actor Mark: So Y/N, how has your day been captaining my beautiful ship?

Y/N: Pretty terrible to tell you the truth.

Actor: Oh? I’m so sorry to h---

Y/N: But then I saw your face and wow! ....Somehow its magically worse.

Actor: 

Actor: Why the fuck did I make you captain?

Y/N:  I ask that same question everyday.

[cate-geo]

Actor!Mark: *creates a whole adventure as a way to apologize to Y/N*

Me: *feeling a stronger connection to him, understanding the need to write out your most complicated feelings in a fictional source because saying things directly is difficult, but still the emotion and importance gets across*

People making bad takes: Mark is LYING. He's not actually sorry. He's BAD and should have ACTUALLY apologized instead of apologizing in Space.

[lostcybertronian]

Space Mark and Y/n, 2 and 6

I wonder if you could go mad looking for that warp core door.

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Prompt 2/6: “I can’t trust you.” / “I can’t remember.”

    This time, when the wormhole spat you out, you stumbled from your cryopod and shut the door before slumping against it, slowly sliding to the floor of the bridge. You held up your hands; they were shaking.

    You’d died. How many times have you died now? Sucked into the wormhole, left to drift forever. Pulled into a red dwarf, watching your skin melt from your bones as long as you were able to before your eyes liquified in your skull.

    And Mark. You looked up to where he was just now emerging from his own cryopod, brushing past crew members busy performing their own tasks. He wore none of the fear, none of the pain, that you had inflicted on him.

What had you done? 

“We’re really close! It’s going to be this time, I can feel it-” Mark stopped dead in his tracks. “Captain? Are you alright? You look-”

“You can’t trust me.” The realization hit you; the confession bubbled from your mouth like blood. You looked at him, right into his eyes, like you’d done before you’d made him into one of those corpses floating in the void. How many times has that happened? How many times have you sacrificed him to save the ship?

    “What?” Mark’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean, I can’t trust you? You’re the captain. You’re my captain.” He extended a hand to help you up, but you refused it, looked at the scuffed metal floor, instead. “All you’ve done is guide us. Help us.”

    “You don’t remember?” It came out a whisper. Of course he didn’t remember; what a blessing. He didn’t have to remember the shock of betrayal, or the pain of subsequent death.

    Maybe it should stay that way.

    Mark smiled. Thrust his hand toward you. “I can’t remember anything but a great captain.”

    This time, you took his hand. You needed him, after all.

[abgemeldet]

Give this man a goddamn hug!!

[meloncalic]

Engineer with Tattoos

and no.. you can’t see all of em >:))

if u wanna know more about the backstory i made up for these,, go check out this post