#🌊 | inside the ship / ic

[captainseamech]

He has been booped to death, good job chat

[captainseamech]

             Now it was High Tide’s turn to tap a digit on his chin. Making stories on the fly was sort of difficult, but he could do it!

             “Hmmm... That maiden... Was always keen to be radiant and energetic.” Was he doing it right?

" oh my , that is very good ! bravo , bravo ! " after the clapping , she taps her chin. " hmm .. let's see .. a castle atop a hill .. oh ! and within that castle was a beautiful maiden ! "

[captainseamech]

He hates it here. He absolutely detested it here. He spilled his drink because of this...

[captainseamech]

OCEAN MAN 🐚🐢🐳🐬🐟🐠🐡 TAKE ME BY THE HAND 🦈🦀🦞🦐🦪🌊🧜 LEAD ME TO THE LAND THAT YOU UNDERSTAND 🤖

".... what?"

[captainseamech]

             “.... My optics are up here, ye know.”

[captainseamech]

Why are people looking at him as if they're starving?

[captainseamech]

@unicronnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom (I have a love/hate relationship with your url)

TINY.

             What? Do you want me to go full sharp denta?

[nahoney22]

MA'AM *barges through the door and falls*

Biggest congrats on this milestone. May I humbly request some cuddling with Wrecker. Maybe the Marauder gets pretty chilly at night (and Tech doesn't bother fixing the A/C) so reader needs a big boy heater. much love <<3

Frozen Cuddles 🌊

🫧 Pairings: Wrecker X GN!Reader

word count: 760+

prompts:

none

When temperatures hits its lowest in the Marauder, Wrecker asks if you’d consider cuddling him. None surprisingly, you said yes.

warnings: Safe for Work, Cuddling for Warmth, Fluff, Mutual Pining.

authors note: sorry for the wait @cloned-eyes🤍🩵

The Marauder had landed on Hoth for a mission, but the planet's harsh climate was definitely unwelcoming. The icy winds howled outside the Marauder, battering against the ship's hull and making the cold inside feel even more oppressive. Even with what felt like a million layers of clothes on, you were still absolutely freezing.

As you move through the ship with a blanket draped over your shoulders, you sink into a corner next to some crates in the hopes that being in a closed space would offer you some warmth but it doesn't. You sighed miserably, the metal beneath you felt like ice, and your breath came out in visible puffs at your annoyance.

"Hey, ya look like you're freezing," Wrecker said, his voice a deep rumble that somehow managed to sound gentle as he came over, rubbing his hands together to get some friction of warmth.

You looked up, your chattering teeth turning into a smile at the sight of him. "Just a bit," you replied, trying to downplay your discomfort.

Wrecker's brow furrowed with concern. "Tech's got the heating off again, huh? Trying to save power and all that." He rolled his eyes but then grinned, his expression brightening. "Ya know, I've got a lot of body heat to share. Want me to come over there and warm you up?"

You blink up in surprise at him, his offer not exactly surprising but one that made your heart flutter considerably. “S-Sure,”

You scooted to allow Wrecker to sit down, and without hesitation, he enveloped you in his strong arms.

"Come ‘ere," he said with a soft smile, pulling you close. His warmth was immediate and intense, a stark contrast to the coldness of the ship. You let out a contented sigh as you nestled against his chest, feeling his heartbeat through the fabric of his civvies.

"This is much better," you murmured, relaxing into his embrace as you drape the blanket over your shoulders around you and him more securely.

Wrecker chuckled "Told ya. I'm like a big furnace." He adjusted his position, making sure you were comfortable. "Y’know, we could always gang up on Tech and force him to turn the heater on."

You laughed softly, rolling your eyes. "I don't think that would go over too well. He'd probably give us a long lecture about energy consumption and efficiency."

"Yeah, you're righ’," Wrecker admits, his tone playful. "Still, I'm glad I can help ya out. I hate seeing ya cold."

You sat in comfortable silence for a while, the sound of the ship's systems humming softly around you. You felt a sense of peace, a rare commodity in your line of work. Being in Wrecker's arms, feeling his warmth, made the harsh realities of your life seem distant and insignificant. Did he feel the same way you felt for him? Was he just being nice?

"You know," Wrecker said after a few minutes, his voice softer than usual. You feel your skin tingle with a warmth as his hand falls onto yours, gently entangling your fingers with his."I've always liked having you around. You're, uh, different from the others. Special."

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his sincere gaze. Sincere yet nervous.

Adorable.

“I've always felt the same about you, Wrecker. You seem to know how to make everything better."

His cheeks burn slightly, a flustered expression barely visible in the dim lighting of the ship. "I try," he said with a bashful grin. "It's easy when it's for someone like you."

Your heart swelled at his words. There was something incredibly endearing about Wrecker's honesty, his lack of pretense. He was straightforward in his affections, and it made you feel something you hadn’t felt for a long time - cherished.

As the minutes ticked by, you found yourself growing drowsy, the combined warmth and the steady rhythm of Wrecker's breathing lulling you towards sleep. You shifted slightly, resting your head more comfortably against his chest. "Is this okay?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Wrecker tightened his hold on you slightly, a protective gesture to make sure you were as comfortable and warm as possible. "More than okay," he replied, his tone full of affection. "Get some sleep. I've got ya."

Feeling content, you allowed your eyes to close. The cold of the ship seemed like a distant memory as you drifted off, cocooned in Wrecker's arms. The last thing you heard before sleep claimed you was the soothing sound of his heartbeat.

Hours later, when Tech finally relented after being nagged at by the others and turned on the heating system, it barely mattered. You and Wrecker were already lost in a galaxy of dreams and warmth. Maybe Tech should keep the heating off more often.

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[captainseamech]

pumpkin be blessed upon ye

I think you threw it a little too strong there, Vegeta....

[moonandblossoms]

Summer ship ask 🌴☀️

My friend @black-eilla sent an ask on the summer shipping ask for Kane and Salima. However, the draft got deleted despite the fact that I saved it. All thanks to Tumblr's bugs. And the best irony is it's monsoon in my region.

🌼Who likes to go outdoors and who prefers to stay inside?

It depends on their moods and circumstances. But, I think Kane likes to go outdoors in summer. He would go get some groceries and ice cream for their family. His dad will chase him out and be active during summers. Meanwhile Salima loves headbaths and staying under the A/C. However, she too goes out, but mostly in evenings.

👙Who got a new swimsuit that the other can’t stop looking at?

Of course, it is Salima who gets a new swimsuit. And Kane won't stop admiring her.

🩴Who breaks their flip flops?

Salima breaks it. Kane is a little careful while walking with them.

🐚Who likes collecting shells?

Kane. He loves being a bit informative, but he also makes a shell chain for Salima from his shells collection.

🌞Who handles the heat better?

I'd say Kane. I headcanon Salima having more body heat than Kane does. But he'd frequently help her deal with it by buying her water bottles. She would also lay herself on Kane's body to feel a little cooler.

It's unrelated but Kane would be confined into Salima's arms during the winters.

⛈Who’s afraid of thunderstorms?

Salima. Kane isn't afraid much and helps her deal with this too.

🌈Who enjoys the longer days the most?

Kane. One day isn't enough to explore stuffs. For Salima, she doesn't mind if she can't explore much. She gets a bit disoriented if she feels the days are longer.

⭐️Who likes to look at stars?

Both of them! Kane looks for constellations and for scientific aspects, whereas Salima does as she enjoys the dazzling beauty of them.

🌊Freshwater or saltwater?

Any water is fine for them, as long as they enjoy it.

🍉Which one loves watermelon? Who spits the seeds like it’s a sport? Or who hates the seeds?

Salima loves watermelons more, because I headcanon her having more body heat compared to Kane. But Kane too loves watermelons. However, both of them quite hate those seeds.

🫐Do they like to go berry picking? Who picks the most berries? Who eats more than they pick?

It's not a major thing they do, but they do it occasionally. They don't pick berries separately, but they do them together. They have an equal share based on how much both of them have collected together.

🥩Who’s grilling? What are they grilling?

Despite Salima loves to cook more, Kane will love to arrange for the grilling apparatus and grills! They often grill basic meat, what else? I don't have much knowledge on it, so yeah any meat they favour.

🛶Who’s never been on a kayak/canon? Do they tip over?

Both have been! They are travellers and thankfully they have never tipped on too much, if slightly.

✈️Do they travel over the summer? Where to?

They always travel during the summers. Either, they like going to high altitudes, hill stations and snowy places (what are they actually called? Tundra or idk)

🎢Are they amusement park people? If so, what’s their favorite ride?

Both aren't much of an amusement park people, and prefer adventure activities more. but they love going on water rides.

[captainseamech]

Don’t you have a kid?

"Yeah, her name is Pearl. Sometimes, I think she came by sheer luck... not that I'm complaining. I love her more than anything."

[captainseamech]

             High Tide did momentarily flinch at the sudden tone shift, but his expression didn’t change. He could sense the frustration from Miranda whether she liked it or not, but he would never say it aloud. It was part of his species to sense other’s EM waves and, curiously, they could sense something similar in an Earthling’s heartbeat. He didn’t blame her for the frustration; he, too, had moments like these before.

             “Food makin’ is... complex. Any form of art is complex, what we like might not be the same as everyone else’s and that’s the part of... life, I think.” He momentarily paused to consider his next choice of words. “I had a similar problem, not with drinks but... the experience was still the same. Perhaps y’are focusin’ too hard on the wrong people, or overworkin’ yerself on somethin’ that’s already good.”

             He wanted to talk less stiffly with her, he really did. But something stopped him before he even tried, even his accent felt like too much and he forced himself to hold it back at times. But that wasn’t important now, he wasn’t important now.

             “Maybe... Try looking from a different angle at it? It could work.”

"More sensitive? More sensitive compared to whom?!" Her fins pin back. She can't help it — it's another stubborn little reminder of everything, piled one on top of the other, a laundry list of each and every little adjustment she has to make because her existence wasn't considered, wasn't accounted for. It's funny, to consider how alien she is against the literal alien, but she knows the comparison point. It's always the same comparison point. She's starting to get tired of it.

"I have a far superior sense of taste and smell compared to those whom I'm trying to impress, but half of what I would consider delectable they would consider rancid! And so forth it goes across the other way too! A portion of what I might require would make them sick, even what we can share has different doses, and on and on it goes! How are we to even compare if we do not share a biosphere?"

Maybe if she wants to make art, even edible art, she has to get used to being frustrated by her own limitations. That sounds like the kind of things an artist would believe. It seems only rational, that all the unhappy artists in the world exist because art itself might encourage such a sensation.

[captainseamech]

... no one tell him he's actually warm.

[captainseamech]

How attractive are you from 1-100?

High Tide, your attractiveness is 1,000. Oh my God.. You're stunning!!!

             “P-Psh! This thing is clearly broken.”

[captainseamech]

             High Tide rarely ever mops down his own deck but... yeah. Yeah it surely was... cleaning up day today. Totally not something else.

[captainseamech]

             That was... a bit of a shocking answer the other gave to him, even more shocking than the way he quickly shifted in tone and expression as well.

             But nothing could top the question directed at the mech.

             “What?!” High Tide was in disbelief beyond words at that accusation. He even retracted his mask so his voice would sound more clear! “I literally just came out of the water and my colors are the exact same as the submarine ye jus’ saw! Ain’t that givin’ ye any connection as to what am I??”

𝐔𝐧𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐜𝐡, this little guy has seen quite a few strange things. Maybe not as large as this, but at least he knows the fuzz are rather useless.

The chipper beast instantly stops running circles, and gives a hardy chuckle. " Oh, that's good! Because– " His tone instantly gets very serious and he furrows his fuzzy, little brows. " I would've had to kill you. "

Then his expression brightens up and he chirrups once more. " ...What are ya' then, străin? Are you one… one of those Honda Civic things the ads keep boasting about? "