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Captaineer Brainrot REAL. 30-ish, most pronouns, trans and queer as hell. Sideblog for the whole brainrot. REQUESTS OPEN
Hi there! If you’ve found your way here, you can call me Nova or Fey! I’m a queer, non-binary writer and artist. I figured this quick guide is a handy way to navigate through my blog and the tags.
The night sky on Mars
Same sky, but no light pollution.
i think we should trade engineer headcanons ⭐️ i’m obsessed with the bits and bobs you have here and im especially obsessed with how some of it lines up with some of the ones ive been holding onto .. i need engineer besties BADLY
Oh absolutely! My headcanons are always shifting and changing, especially the more I think about him. XD
Continuing to think about like…the relationship between the twins and how that reflects in Dark.
Honestly like, all of WKM being centered around the relationships of one woman who is barely on screen. How each of the three men who are tied to her in some form, and their relationship with the concept of what it means to live, and how those words change and twist them with who they will become.
How Damien, Mark, and William all have a phrase about life.
And Celine is a medium, talking to the dead.
Feelings.
I ALWAYS want to hear you talk about our beloved engineer 👀
Engi. My BELOVED.
In the AU thoughts I have specifically, he’s going fucking through it.
His grandfather is Actor. He got through all of ISWM, married and settled down with his Captain, and then saw how traumatized they still were after the events of everything, and he was worried about them…and then suddenly Actor shows up, convinces him to make a deal…brings them both to the modern day, and the Captain can’t remember anything.
But if we’re talking Eldritch Horror Engi?
That man becomes the walking incarnation of cosmic horror.
Torn apart and rebuilt over countless realities, life and death in an unending cycle, where the very fiber of him is more warpcore than human. Seeing endless infinite possibilities and feeling them all at the same time, overlapping and constant, and if he doesn’t like what’s present, do you know how trivial it is to become more infinite impossibility to pull another timeline into the moment, wearing away more and more of his human self, the wear and marks of it paint and cracking through his skin? To become what it means to be starlight and spacedust in a faintly human skin, until emotion is a foreign concept…
I’m back on my “eldritch horror touched egos” bullshit /aff so uh.
Would y'all like me to yell about an ego? (Just pop a name into the inbox and I’ll ramble. That’s all I need. XD I gotta sort out all the individual thoughts.)