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"Vigor"

"When you join the Nostromo’s crew, you expect monotony, isolation, and the dull ache of surviving one day to the next. You don’t expect him. Ash, the ship’s pristine Science Officer; precise, unreadable, and far too observant - takes an interest in you that is neither standard protocol nor easily explained. His efficiency borders on intimacy; his curiosity cuts deeper than comfort. And every time he looks at you, something in him falters, recalibrates… lingers. In the quiet machinery of deep space, an unexpected connection forms - dangerous, delicate, and entirely against regulation. Whether it will save you or consume you is another question entirely."

Word count: 1,246 and counting (+)

Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply, Ash (Alien Series)/Reader, Ash (Alien Series)Reader, Reader's pronouns are YOU/YOUR and THEY/THEM, AFAB reader - Freeform, Non-binary Reader - Freeform, Reader is depressed, Depression, suicidal ideation/thought, Slow Burn, slow burn if you squint reeeaallly hard, Shameless Smu, tExplicit Sexual Content, strangers to coworkers to lovers speedrun, mild dead dove content, Self-Indulgent, obsession turned into real love.

Chapters: 1 of ???

Status: Ongoing

//A sketch for 'the Deal' fanfic. Happens right after Olgierd signs the blood pact with Gaunter O'Dimm.

A sharp, stinging pain pierced his cheek. The air filled with the acrid stench of scorched skin, crawling into his nostrils.

Olgierd flinched, his hand jerking to his cheek, but the pain faded as quickly as it had come, leaving behind an itchy sensation that clearly traced the shape of the scar. As confirmation, his fingers met raw, burning grooves — a sigil carved deep into his skin.

“What… what is this?” He snatched up a shard of mirror, looking at himself. The distorted symbol glared back at him: curved lines and circles with cruel cuts, a twisted brand with unfamiliar symbols etched into his face.

“You bastard, what have you done?! Why? Why this mark?”

Gaunter O’Dimm only smiled faintly.

“Nothing more than a little reminder. So you won’t forget me.”

“Arghh, what the hell!” The thought of being branded as an animal, a slave?! People would stare, ask questions… He growled. “We made a deal, but that doesn’t mean I should carry your damned mark on my face!”

A dark stare was his only answer, empty of emotion.

“Remove it,” Olgierd snarled through clenched teeth. He leaned in, grabbing Gaunter's collar.

O’Dimm cocked his head, calm, almost amused.

“I do not obey demands. I only fulfill wishes. So tell me… is this what you truly wish for?”

“Yes.” He grimaced… He suddenly felt disgusted of that word; too many wishes had already been spoken, but one more wouldn’t hurt.

“If that is your wish…” O’Dimm’s hand glided gently across his cheek. The mark dissolved, as if it had never been. Relief barely had time to rise when O’Dimm pressed his palm to Olgierd’s chest.

Agony exploded through him — his heart seemed to tear apart in flames. A copper tang flooded his mouth, and with it came the stifling reek of iron and rot, as though his very blood were smoldering inside him. He would have fallen if O’Dimm had not supported him by the waist, so now his grip on the leather collar was not threatening but clinging. He staggered, choking for breath, glancing down at his chest in horror: O’Dimm’s hand was inside, sunk past flesh and bone. Fingers moved on the surface of his heart, stroking it, causing almost impossible pain deep within. On the edge of this sensation was something dark and glowing, drawing Olgierd to let go of resistance and dissolve in this agony. Then everything ended, leaving only emptiness behind.

“What… what did you do to me?” His voice cracked, hoarse. Olgierd found himself almost lying on the ground, O’Dimm kneeling, still holding his back.

Gaunter leaned in, eyes gleaming.

( requested by → @frosts-intuition )

i guess you can consider this as an addition to my gold + beige mdni set? :D

i wanted to evoke more of a royal-feel to the colours rather than just simple black and gold. hopefully that came across. please enjoy 〜

please like, reblog, and credit 〜

( requested by → @midnightsnyx )

if someone has a suggestion for a different title for these, I’m all ears 😆🤍 I took a some liberties with the colours to make it more vibrant—hope that’s alright.

others : 001 / 002

feel free to use; please like, reblog, and credit 〜

ﾉ Please reblog & credit if you use!

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WHEAT

SHADOW

PINK SKY

SPRING TIME

ICE COLD

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