#captain of the invincible II

[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.

[anxious-cosplayer]

"Merry Christmas, Captain" (Head Engineer!Mark x reader)

Word count: 1.6k Warnings: guilt, anxious captain, mentions of death Reader is captain and gender neutral.

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It was hard during the holidays on the Invincible II. Most people either had to leave their family back on earth or were still in cryostasis. So it only meant that the crew could celebrate together.

However, to most people - yourself included - the crew was family. There were bits of tinsel that covered doorway entrances, Christmas trees decorated by each department, and Celci had to tell Mark that he couldn’t use the cryo room as a place to have a snowball fight as “that’s not how it works!”

You can probably guess how Mark felt about that.

Though the crew were gathering in the mess hall to have a big Christmas dinner, you didn’t really know if you should turn up. As much as you enjoyed everyone being together, this time of the year made you reflect on what had happen in all of those other universes. The guilt was slowly becoming better to deal with, especially after talking it over with Mark many times until it was late, however it was occasions like this you did find it hard to cope.

So that’s is why you’re stuck in your room doing paperwork, preparing to go to the bridge to supervise the running of the ships systems while everyone could have a break. Donning your hat and signature gloves, you took your tablet and promptly made your way there. As you walked by all the decorations you thought you should’ve maybe added something somewhat Christmas-y to your uniform but it was too late now. The door whooshes open to the bridge.

There was about four or five people in there monitoring the various systems. They all stood to attention when you walk in. You recognise all of them as members of several different departments. You smile somewhat awkwardly and nod your head in acknowledgment.

“At ease everyone.” They all relax from their previously stiff stances. “You can call go down to the dining hall for your dinners, I’ll look after things up here. Dismissed.”

They crew have big smiles on their faces but then quickly leave, thanking you as they do. Only one, Tyler, pauses.

“Are you sure, Captain? I don’t mind helping out here. Don’t wanna leave you here all alone.” He gives you a warm smile. You pause. It would be nice to have the company, but it wouldn’t be fair to have only him stay behind. He was probably just being polite anyway.

“No thank you, Tyler. I’d hate for you to miss out on the festivities. Go enjoy yourself,” you smile at him, but it felt forced. You didn’t really want to be here by yourself, but you couldn’t stand seeing all the happy faces of those you’ve probably killed over and over again in other universes. Tyler hesitates but nods in respect before leaving. The doors whooshed close behind them.

And then you were alone, staring out into deep space.

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Tyler had picked up on the face that his Captain wasn’t doing great, but he wasn’t sure why. He assumed it was probably because they didn’t have their family with them. Thankfully, he knew just the person that would help cheer the captain up.

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Vitals: Normal

ADS: Normal

Cryo: Normal

Reactor: Normal

Warp Core: N/A

Well at least that’s always what it’s said since the start of the voyage, minus the hiccup in the middle. After doing the necessary checks and selecting the correct buttons on the data pad, you wondered back over to the window. It was times like this you were happy that Mark had installed all of these windows, despite the issues they caused in other universes.

Your eyes slowly refocus on your own reflection. The bags under your eyes were a little more puffy than usual. Sleep was hard to get sometimes. But you could also see the Christmas tree's lights next to the control panel. Your thoughts drift back to some of your favourite holiday moments. Times with close family or friends. People who you haven’t seen in a very, very long time. Maybe… just maybe… this could be the moment you let yourself give into the Christmas spirit?

“Computer! Play something Christmas-y.”

The computer pauses before you start to hear a quiet version of one of your favourite Christmas songs. You smile to yourself before you suddenly hear the whoosh of the door opening. You quickly compose yourself and turn to see the Head Engineer walk through the door holding two drinks.

“Captain! There you are! I was wondering wher- … oh god what’s wrong? Are you ok?” He quickly rushes over, balancing the drinks on the control panel. You’re confused before you realise a few stray tears had fallen down your cheeks.

“Oh… I’m okay, Mark. Don’t worry about me,” you say as you wipe the tears away. “What are you doing here? I gave everyone the time off.”

Mark sheepishly rubbed his neck. “Yeah, I know, but I was hoping that by everyone you’d mean yourself included.” He offers one of the drinks to you. “I even brought one to share with you, captain.”

You glance over and hesitate. “well, I’m technically still on duty.” But one reassuring smile from Mark had you reaching over to accept the drink. You clink glasses together and stare out into space together.

“Why are you alone up here Captain? I-…We all would love to have you down there,” he corrected. You sigh and take a sip of your drink. It was very fizzy but light with a fruity aftertaste. Quite pleasant.

“I don’t know if I could see them all happy. Not after seeing the other thems. I doesn’t…feel right, I suppose.”

“Well you still have the right to enjoy yourself too.” Silence then fills the room. He puts a hand on your shoulder. “Look, myself and the other heads of departments have a surprise for you. Just… indulge us, please?”

You mull it over in your head before giving a nod. You walk together out of the room. As you walk down the hallway together you accidentally brush hands. You tried not to make the blush on your face obvious but feeling your heart jolt like that didn’t help. Eventually, you both make your way to the mess hall and the door whooshes open.

You see all of the other heads wearing various Christmas themed outfits, holding wrapped parcels and with big smiles on all of their faces - even Burt has a soft smile.

“Captain! You’re finally here! You can open this now!” Celci runs up to you while wearing her elf outfit and hands you a beautifully wrapped box with a big blue bow on top of it. You’re quickly ushered to sit down and start opening your present. You tear away at the wrapping to find a beautiful pair of gloves. They were very similar to the ones you were wearing but they had the softest insides to them. And stitched into the inside were your initials. These must’ve been custom made, possibly by Celci herself. You thank her profusely.

Burt had a simple Santa hat on and passed you a little box with some ribbon. You untie it and inside it is a keychain. It was a replica of the ones to drive the ship, but this one had miniatures of a wrench, an ice cube, a pistol, a hammer, a captain’s hat and even a mini Invincible II.

“It’s important to always keep those important close at hand,” he states. You smile at the gift and thank him. For once, this bit of wisdom from him did not freak you out.

Gunther was next. He wasn’t wearing anything different to his normal clothes (“It’s Die Hard! It’s a Christmas film!) but it was clear that someone, probably Celci, had put a snowman beanie on his head. He passes you something that seemed to be wrapped in foil. It was a custom made silver blaster that had your name engraved into the handle.

“For when you need protection exploring the new planet!” Though it did seem very excessive, he did reassure you it had a stun mode on it. You thanked him too.

Then various members of the rest of the crew came over to wish you merry Christmas and in the end you even got dragged to the theatre room to watch some of the classic Christmas films. Mark and Celci got into another one of their fights (Mark wanted to watch The Grinch Who Stole Christmas but Celci was determined to watch White Christmas). But in the end the crew took a vote and watched both of them and one or two others too.

It was getting very late and you were just about ready to go and sleep when someone tugged your hand. You looked to see it was none other than Mark.

“Come with me.”

You both promptly slip away from the party. He leads you to a quiet hallway and oddly stops you in one of the archways.

“I, uh, wanted to give you my present.”

“Mark you didn’t have to-" you try to say but then he put a finger over your lips, silencing you. He then points upwards, and you follow your finger to then see there was something hanging from the ceiling. Mistletoe.

Oh.

Oh.

You glance back at him. He waits to see if you were okay with what was about to happen. You nod and both of your lips gently brush against other while he embraces you. He gently pulls away and you can feel him smile as he whispered, “merry Christmas, Captain.”

Maybe Christmas wasn’t too bad after all.

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Merry Christmas everyone!! I hope you all liked this short story just in time for Christmas! I hope you are all safe and I will see you guys (hopefully) in the new year - Anx :)

[whatthesavannah]

Can we just talk about how strong the Captain is, like when Mark hits us with the fire extinguisher he’s using both hands, BUT HERE COMES THE CAPTAIN JUST FUCKIN’ CHUCKING AT HIM.

[thermodynamic-comedian]

I'd like to hear about your headcanons for the iswm characters!!

YIPPEE im so glad you asked, let me just set up my powerpoint presentation-

iswm headcanons!

captain - queer, agender, they/them. since the captain's pretty much just the viewer, this is just my own interpretation of who i feel like i'm playing as in iswm.

mark - pansexual, guyflux, they/he. i just feel like he's a guy, but not a man. masculine in some ways, definently not in others. pansexual because they genuinely do not care about your gender, he's just helpessly attracted to you no matter what.

celci - bisexual, transfem, she/her. literally blue hair and pronouns and i love her. definently realized she was bi when watching pirates of the caribbean.

gunther - polysexual, transmasc, he/him. completing the holy trinity of m-spec invincible II members. you've heard of be gay, do crime, now get ready for be trans, throw hands.

burt - aroace, male, any pronouns. i feel like burt genuinely does not care what you refer to him as.

mack/theory crew - questioning, libramasc, he/him. closer to male than other genders, but still slightly different. the only invincible II crew member to not really be open about his sexuality, mostly because he's still figuring it out (the captain had to give him a whole 'it's totally fine if no existing label fits you, and you shouldn't feel rushed to figure out your own identity' talk)

lady/allu minium - sapphic, non-binary, they/she/xe. found out about gender when researching human culture, and was both excited that some of the labels fit them, but also mildly confused. "wait, humans have specific words for all of those things? but they're just normal personal stuff, why do you need words for those things?" (mark had to teach her why labels for different gender identities and sexualities exist. xe was less than charmed to find out queerphobia is a thing.)

bandit - bisexual, demigirl, she/they. believe it or not, she's actually had to pretend to be a human quite a few times when on the run, so the way humans identify is nothing new to them.

wug - unlabeled, pangender, all pronouns. there are multiple wugs, and it's shown that they can have preferred pronouns (e.g. that one wug who goes by she/her), but i think the wug we interact with the most feels perfectly fine being seen as any and all human genders.

[caleohateclub]

i have to stop getting into series with a floating ship called “the _____ II” i’m getting so confused

[all-lars-bars]

Thinking about Alice Human Sacrifice for the Markiplier Protags. See tags for infodump.

[melancholypancakes]

[andaboop]

Two years since our journey on the Invincible II. The stars are shining just as bright as they did that day. I hope you see them too Captain, wherever you are, remember them fondly.

[type40thiefoflight]

@cheezylueezy​ your tags are making me go insane

it’s almost iswm’s one year anniversary and all I can think about is captaineer one year later type scenarios. Wonder if they’ve healed, if they fully trust each other, if the weight of their choices has lessened.

But mostly I hope it’s painful mutual yearning

[opencommunion]

"With the capacity to knock down any other regular army on earth, a military expenditure that exceeds that of the nearly 200 states that constitute the rest of the world combined, and a military budget that exceeds the gross domestic product of all other countries except the fourteen largest economies after the United States—the U.S. 'hyperpower' nevertheless proved one more time in contemporary history that it is unable to control rebellious populations in poor countries. Evidently, all the sophisticated killing gadgetry that the Pentagon possesses is of very limited help for such a purpose. Controlling populations involves troops: It is the kind of industry where labor cannot be replaced with hardware. ... Their belief in the invincibility of their superior weaponry—with a hubris that was enhanced by the amateurship in military affairs of Olmert and Peretz, the present captains of their crew—led the Israelis to believe that they could force Hezbollah into capitulation, or push the Lebanese to the brink of a new civil war, by taking the whole of Lebanon hostage, destroying the country’s civilian infrastructure, and pouring on its Shiite-populated areas a deluge of bombs. Israel deliberately flattened whole neighborhoods and villages, leaving an aftermath resembling that of World War II bombings—or the bombing of Fallujah in Iraq, in 2004, though on a much larger scale, and accordingly much more visible. Israel’s new war on Lebanon displayed the murderous fury of an act of revenge against the only population that had managed to oblige it to withdraw unconditionally from an occupied territory. ... Far from inducing civil war among the Lebanese, Israel’s aggression succeeded in uniting them, for as long as the bombing went on, in a common resentment against its murderous brutality."

Gilbert Achcar and Michel Warschawski, The 33-Day War: Israel’s War on Hezbollah in Lebanon and Its Consequences (2007)

[falseroar]

Fix it from the Outside: an ISWM fan game

For the first second anniversary of In Space with Markiplier (part 2), I made a game!

The story: The Invincible II is in dire need of repair, Captain! Your crew is doing everything they can to handle all of the issues that cropped up while you were asleep, but something strange is going on and they need your help. Yes, Captain, it's time to fix it from the--wait, please don't run straight to the airlock!

Check it out now over on GameJolt! ✨It's free!✨

Further notes: This is another visual novel game, but unlike Where is Markiplier? it's relatively short and linear. The art for the game includes images from ISWM as well as some original ones, as seen in the screenshots above. There are some light horror elements, but no jumpscares, and hopefully a few laughs here and there.

And...yeah, I think that's everything? I'm not very good at the self-promotion thing, but please do check it out if you're interested at all, and let me know if you have any problems, questions, or whatever!

Anyway, the coffee's worn off, the game's as done as it's ever going to be, so I'm gonna go to sleep now.

I'm so tired, Captain.

[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.”

[violetmuses]

The Wolf - A. Aretas (Part II) ❤️‍🩹

Title: The Wolf - A. Aretas (Part II) ❤️‍🩹

Fandom: “Bad Boys” Film Universe

Character: Armando Aretas

Pairing: Armando Aretas + Female Reader

Main Storyline: One target seems invincible until you cross his path. @nelo0wesker

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2025

“Hey. I'll be quick to give some advice. Don't start a fight whenever you see Armando. I'm still trying to help out.” Famous Miami Detective Mike Lowrey greets you for the first time in quite a while.

“Of course.” You nodded toward Mike and remembered showing common sense in public.

As you joined everyone this morning, Captain Rita Secada leads this briefing once Mike sits down with his partner and best friend Marcus Burnett.

Time passes once more and you leave with details on that future assignment, but Mike stands in this hall while talking on the phone.

“You good?” Mike whispered to the caller and your heart raced. “What? Damn, okay. Take it easy, all right? See you tomorrow.”

“Is everything all right?” You offered genuine concern when Mike hung up.

“Armando's out for the day. Dammit!” Mike shook his head and immediately left this precinct, upset.

*****

Mike also married this remarkable person, Christine, last year. The well-versed physical therapist eased Lowrey's shooting rehabilitation.

After returning to Miami for good, Armando Aretas stayed with Mike, his biological father.

“He's still in the guest room.” Christine whispered to Mike at home.

“Thanks, babe.” Mike kissed Christine's cheek and headed upstairs for his son.

_____

“Hey, it's me.” Mike carefully knocked on the guest room door.

“One second…” Armando seemed exhausted despite taking this shower to clear his mind.

Wearing this shirt and sweatpants, Armando emerged from that guest room. Nearly bloodshot eyes watched Mike across the short distance.

Lowrey knew this exact problem: Isabel's birthday marked the calendar.

“No pressure, but you can always talk to us, man.” Mike settled care. “Need anything?”

“Space.” Armando genuinely offered his own truth.

“Got you. I'll head back downstairs.” Mike stepped away and left his son, giving boundaries.

*****

The next day, you see Armando walking toward you, but his exhaustion is palpable enough to calm down this grudge. You know much better.

“Hey.” Armando greets you before sitting down at his desk.

“Sorry.” You've finally apologized, not even dramatic, though honest and brief.

“I understand.” Armando takes your word and moves on.

The future is mysterious, but your hatred no longer matters.

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

some of my own headcanons about @/qjel-01's ISWM monster!Captain AU:

monster captain can change their size slightly (based on the drawings of them with Mark but also outside of the Invincible 2 and how small the ship is compared to them)

the dark appearance and speckled pattern allows them to blend into the darkness of space and distant stars, when eyes are closed they can sometimes seem almost completely invisible

Captain has some degree of control over their gloopiness/solidness

they have a uniquely keen sense of direction, and very good vision

they are very old, and have travelled through many different galaxies

they are able to survive not just in the vacuum of space but in most planetary atmospheres and environments

they are accustomed to just flying through space for a long time without settling anywhere but they like to investigate planets from time to time

on some distant planets, there are civilizations who started to worship them, although they never really understood why

they get very curious when they come across a new species they haven't seen before

when they first met Mark, he was on a mission on a smaller ship with a small crew; something had failed and they were left drifting until someone could come get them. the enormous creature carefully dragged their ship to the nearest human space station

they kept hanging around space stations and flying alongside ships that Mark was on and the two somehow became friends❤️ they love and trust each other very much

human captains and crew members started accepting the alien creature's guidance and help

whilst Mark was busy building the Invincible II, the government and space agencies on Earth were having trouble selecting a captain to lead the mission of starting a colony on a new planet

eventually, Mark managed to convince them that his giant alien friend would be great at leading the crew

The Captain can be quite playful, but is aware that they need to be careful not to hurt the tiny humans :)

[nebulaa11]

The Captain.

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Just- the Captain. Something always irked me about them, and yet I never knew what. But they, or, we, seem…indifferent.

Why did we feel the need to push Mark into every situation instead of ourselves?

Why do we want to give Mark demerits for feeling human emotions?

Sure, he was brown nosing at one point. But why is the list of demerits so long…? It’s like there’s one for literally everything. Of course, we’re on the Invincible II. We need to get our colony to a new planet professionally. But that list of demerit reasons always struck me as odd, as if the Captain sees everything as a flaw and not regular humanoid things.

The Captain is cold. Did we ever care about Mark? Maybe we saved him the second time he tried to fly out of the bulkhead. Maybe we did miss him in that same ending where we was long gone and dead. But something tells me that the care we have for our Head Engineer never truly went deeper than just a work colleague.

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

Who are your top 5/10 favorite Marvel characters?

Thanks 🙂

Ah, Ambitious Aren’t we? Eh, why not? I think I got a comprehensive list ;-)

For you buddy @confusedhummingbird

1) Peter Parker, The Amazing Spider-Man

2) Doctor Victor Von Doom

3) Steve Rogers, Captain America

4) Bruce Banner, The Incredible/Immortal Hulk

5) Bucky Barnes, The Winter Soldier

6) Miles Morales, The Ultimate Spider-Man

7) Ben Grimm, Everyone’s Favorite fun loving Blue eyed Thing

8) Billy Kaplan Maximoff, Wiccan and Tommy Shepherd Maximoff, Speed

9) Kamala Khan, Miss Marvel

10) The Next Avengers (James Rogers, Torunn, Azari, Pym Jr, and Barton II; first seen in the animated direct to dvd film of the same name)

Honorable Mentions: Wanda Maximoff, Scarlet Witch; Anne Marie, Rouge; Laura Kinney Howlet, Wolverine; Kurt Wagner, Nightcrawler; Reed Richards, Mr Fantastic; Susan Storm-Richards, The Invisible Woman; Johnny Storm, The Human Torch; Erik Lehnssherr, Magneto; Tony Stark, The Invincible Iron Man; Jean Grey, Phoenix; Mary Jane Watson, The Amazing Spinneret; Harry Osborn, The Green Goblin; Galactus, Devourer of Worlds; and finally J Jonah Jameson of the Daily Bugle