#engineer!mark

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

little guys... they hug

[melomattiac]

pat pat

plush engie!

[eyesore-boi]

You say too late to start,

Got your heart in a headlock.

You know you're better than this.

Sorry but did someone say ISWM × Mouthwashing crossover? >:]

Mouthwashing got me in a bit of a chokehold rn, ans what do i do when i'm in new fandom chokeholds? Think of how it overalaps with my other fandoms yeah that's normal :]

But for real i cannot be the only one seeing the parallels bettween ISWM and Mouthwashing: Both take place in space, deal with the themes of isolation/insanity, making the wrong choices when you think it's right, having a hero/villain complex, just to name a few. So figured i'd illustrate that here with redrawing one of the Mouthwashing scenes with Engineer!Mark and The Captain instead, replacing Jimmy and Curly! :D

BY THE WAY- I am NOT saying that Mark is as bad as Jimmy is, even if i do see some overlap in their characters, mainly wanting to remain the noble hero in it all, and making terrible choices but believing it to be right. The difference between them though is that Mark genuinly thought he was doing the right thing, but just didn't have enough true knowledge of the situation to realize he was wrong, and when he does, he is genuinely crushed and feels regret and guilt for what he did, wanting to truly right the wrong, wanting to take responsibility, by following someone else who knows better (The Captain) even if his trust in them was shaken. Jimmy is...not. He knows the bigger picture, but still makes choices just for his own benefit, constantly hides behind the hero persona even when it's clear he's not, "knocks down" people he believes are/were higher then him rather than following along, never truly takes responsibility and....let's face it done worse crimes then Mark will ever do- Just wanted to clear that up :]

Also can you tell i've been thinking bout Mouthwashing a lot with that little character analysis i am very normal :]

But uh one more thing is that i am really damn proud of this piece?? Like- The posing took me minute but think i got it across well, was fun drawing my Canon Captain design again since it's been a while, and hOLY SHIT I DUNNO HOW BUT I LOCKED THE FUCK IN FOR THOSE FLAME EFFECTS H O W -

But yeah uh anywahs that's all, may do some further pieces in the future, mayhaps with the Invincible II Crew interacting with the Tulpar Crew...maybe....but till then if you excuse me *chugs some mouthwash*

Also have some alt. versions with no text and the original sketch cause why not-

[lostcybertronian]

prompts 5 and 34 for engineer mark please?

Love me some angst. Post-ISWM pt. 2

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Prompt: “I can’t sleep. Can I sleep here?” / “It’s just you and me.”

You didn’t go down to the planet like the others, preferring to stay on the Invincible II where you could see it and protect it. It had been some days since you’d last seen a wormhole, but the creeping feeling that you’d be sucked into another dimension at any moment had yet to fade. You couldn’t eat. You couldn’t sleep. But you could pace the bridge, staring into (literal) space, pretending you were okay.

“Captain?” 

You turned. Mark stood at the door, refusing to meet your eye. He shifted his weight back and forth, shuffling his feet. “I can’t sleep,” he blurted out, when you didn’t say anything. He gestured to his cryopod, just to the right of the door. “Can I sleep in there? I’m . . . more comfortable there.”

You kept your expression carefully blank even as a maelstrom of thoughts crashed into your mind; Mark here, for decades, entire lifetimes, with nothing but himself and the ship, looking for a solution. Looking for you to be a solution.

“Captain?” Mark asked, and you cleared your throat; you’d been silent too long.

“Of course,” you said, hoping your voice was steady. “You can sleep wherever you want.”

For a moment Mark looked so intensely grateful that you had to avert your eyes. You heard his quiet footsteps as he plodded to his cryopod, and thought even those footsteps were exhausted.

“Do you ever-”

You turned. Mark had the cryopod door open and was half-in, leaning out to talk to you. 

“Do you ever think about how it’s just you and me?” He asked. “Just you and me who know, I mean. What happened.”

Of course you did. It was all you thought about.

You paused a moment to compose your answer. Mark’s stare remained on you, unwavering. 

“It is just you and me,” you said carefully. “But it is you and me. You’ll never be alone with what happened because I know, too.”

For the first time since you’d destroyed the universe, Mark smiled. “Thank you, Captain.” He said. “That makes me feel better.”

He climbed fully into the cryopod, its interior glowing faintly as it booted up. As the door shut and latched you turned back out to look at the massive planet below, glad Mark found your words comforting but wishing you felt the same.

[masacatki]

Inspired by this kind of trend

[neverending-space]

“Engineer Mark isn’t Actor, but Actor can be Engineer Mark”

So I feel like it’s a safe bet to say that Noir! Engie is probably Actor right? He’s completely different from Engie (I know it’s a Noir! verse but I feel like even still he’d keep some of his good natured, goofy-ness), he’s all suave and even belittles the Captain which is something I don’t think Engie would do, even after everything, even after he tried to stop us I don’t think he’d just straight up just call us dumb- but you know who would? Actor. Actor 100% would, he also made a reference to ADWM who we all know was Actor!

In this essay I will-

[thelittlepasserine]

Awwww, these are all so cute!! <3

[finifugue]

'the F1 movie needed to have Brad Pitt fuck his female engineer because there needed to be sexual tension!' BORING. If they wanted sexual tension they should've made it historically accurate and true to real life and had Brad Pitt fuck his teammate

[rebar2042]

End of the universe

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I'm glad to finally finish this series! It would be nice to revisit the previous works.

The first one - Neutron star and galaxy.

The second - Black hole.

The third(this one) one was based on the Big Freeze theory.

[funshineiplier]

[itstoriirdz]

bloodtober day 2, engineer mark.

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

captaineer doodles for a request on insta

[melomattiac]

“Draw your comfort characters like this”

Look at my comfort characters Dawgggggg i’m going to jail😭😭 /ref

[starkwlkr]

exile | mark webber

an: hello!! guess who’s back with f1 dilfs fanfics 😫 n e ways, this might have three parts like my previous mini series with the f1 dilfs but i MIGHT do another part idk yet so enjoy!!! also this takes place during the 2023 season <3

part 2 part 3 (sad ending)

THE MCLAREN TECHNOLOGY CENTRE

A small group of kids eagerly gathered around as Y/N stood by a whiteboard, marker in hand. She had been asked by the Mclaren media team to make a video and she gladly accepted.

“So, who here knows what a race engineer does?” she asked, grinning as a few hands shot up. “Yes! We help drivers go as fast as possible, but safely. We analyze data, make sure the car is in top condition, and—most importantly—we get to yell at them over the radio when they don’t listen to us.”

The kids giggled as she playfully rolled her eyes, mimicking a stern race engineer voice. “Oscar, box this lap. No, not next lap. This lap.”

Oscar, standing off to the side, smirked. He had expected Y/N to be good at this, but he hadn’t expected this—the way she absolutely lit up around the kids, how she made everything sound exciting, how effortlessly she engaged with them. She was completely in her element, smiling and laughing, as if she had done this a thousand times before.

“Alright, who’s got a question?” Y/N asked, turning back to the group.

A boy near the front eagerly raised his hand. “Were you the race engineer for your husband?”

The room went quiet for a split second. Y/N’s grip on the marker tightened, but her smile didn’t falter. “No, I wasn’t—”

“She was at McLaren, and he was at Red Bull!” another kid blurted out. A chorus of voices quickly followed, chiming in with facts about which teams raced against each other, completely derailing the conversation. Y/N exhaled, relieved, as the moment of awkwardness passed.

After the video wrapped up, she started packing up her things when she noticed Oscar still lingering nearby.

“Hey, Oscar,” she greeted with a small smile. “Didn’t know you’d be watching.”

“You were great,” he said simply. “The kids really liked you.”

She shrugged. “They’re fun. Easier to deal with than some drivers.”

He huffed a quiet laugh, shoving his hands into his pockets. Most people, after seeing how good she was with kids, would say something along the lines of “You’d make a great mom” or “Ever think about having kids of your own?” But Oscar didn’t say that. He knew better.

Most people thought they knew why she and Mark had divorced. That it had been the usual story—two people growing apart, life taking them in different directions. But Oscar had heard the truth from the source. And he knew that the decision hadn’t been as simple as wanting or not wanting a family. It had been about something much bigger than that. About what it would mean, what it would cost, and who would bear the weight of it.

And in the end, neither of them had won.

[lostcybertronian]

Egotober - Day 9

Prompt: Antlers

Prompts by @tracobuttons

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“Captain’s log, stardate one point- actually, Mark. What’s the date?”

Mark scoffed. Planted his hands on his hips. Leaned forward in that way he did when he was utterly convinced he was right. “This isn’t Star Trek, Captain.”

You turned and waved both arms at the eerie world in which the wormhole had spat you into. “Isn’t it?”

“Captain.” Mark said from behind you.

“I mean-” You gestured to the curled, blackened trees littering a gray landscape piled with ashy dunes. Fog pressed in around you; you couldn’t see anything but your immediate surroundings and the trees, even with the luminescent glow of the portable wormhole generator. “This is totally a Star Trek episode.”

“Captain!” Mark pawed at your arm, forcing you to spin-

And see exactly what he was going on about: a gigantic figure was rising above the trees, swathed in gray and black, a magnificent deer skull with empty, gaping eyes bearing down on you while around its head wove massive antlers that stretched so far above they disappeared into the sky.

You gawked, while Mark squeaked out, “I think we need to get out of here.”

A giant hand, spindly and clawed, swept from the fog, reaching toward you, and you snapped out of your awe. You began slapping wildly at the wormhole generator stuck to your hand. “That’s a great idea. Let’s leave.”

But it wouldn’t respond. You poked at it, clawed at it, all the wild Mark clung to you, all but climbing you like a tree. “Captain, Captain-”

“I got it!” The hand was getting closer, seeming to move in slow motion. It was bigger than you. Bigger than you and Mark combined. “Fuck! Work, you damn thing!”

Finally, it did, and the wormhole opened, a great mass of whirling blue-black that swept you away moments before the hand passed through the spot you were standing.

You and Mark tumbled to the deck of the Invincible II, right in the middle of the bridge. You lay on your back, panting, the adrenaline surge pounding in your ears, while Mark rolled over onto his stomach and made noises.

“That was not the fucking warp core,” you muttered when you eventually regained the ability to breathe.

“Definitely not a Star Trek episode.” Came Mark’s reply. “Shit was too scary for that.”

You gasped out a laugh. “I never want to do that again. I quit.”

Mark managed a snort. “And I’ll be right behind you.”

[ilchul00]

PARADOX ... DETECTED ?

(alt versions below)

Does this feel familiar, captain?