#origae-6

In conclusion: Origae-6 is LV-426

I don't know where the LV comes from but anyway there you go

What if Walter finally made it to Origae-6 and found a cabin by the lake..

    In the bible there are lots of Covenants, one such Covenant is the Davidic Covenant. David, after bringing the Arc of the Covenant to Jerusalem lacked a temple to store it, he intended on building one until the prophet Nathan foretold he would not. But his descendants will. I will highlight important points to focus on: “When thy days are fulfilled, and thou shalt sleep with thy fathers, I…

RANDOM IMAGINE ~ David (Prometheus // Alien Covenant)

Warnings: none really

Words: 1007

Pairings: David x Reader

A/N: Okay the David I'm veering towards is the one from Covenant rather than Prometheus. POST-COVENANT imagine and hence should stay FICTIONAL.

Summary: After landing in Origae-6, you start to grow a deep envy for Daniels because of the liking David has developed for her. He assures you that his feelings for Daniels does not compare to the feelings he shares with you . (I know the gif is Walter, but sue me haha)

"What are you doing?”

The sound of David's inquisitive voice alarms you and causes you to drop the petri dish you were holding. You've only but spent the last thirty minutes examining the contents inside; it wasn't a surprise that those thirty minutes would be wasted by something David caused.

"Goddammit." You curse to yourself, bending down to pick up the round container. "Leave me alone, David.”

"You must be more careful, perhaps if you covered it the way I taught you... well..." He didn't seem phased by your sour attitude if anything it was annoyance dripping from his tone.

"Whatever." You mutter, wiping the spill up from the ground.

Today wasn't a day you felt like mingling with David, in fact, you haven't wanted to talk to him ever since Daniels and Tennessee awoke from their long journey hibernation. He seemed to take sudden interest to the poor human as soon as she woke up, you were merely a brief existence fulfilling his needs. You weren't a synthetic as he was, but the way he was developing his emotions and trying to act more human, you couldn't help but allow yourself to develop feelings on a more romantically personal towards him - synthetic or not you admired his ambition.

He admires Daniels more.

"You've been quite... temperamental lately y/n. Almost as temperamental as my Protomorph's." He attempts to be humorous, but you were in no mood for laughing.

He seemed to forget that you helped him create the perfect creature. You were next to him the whole step of the way, test after test after test - you had plenty of scars to prove the 'failures.'

"Are you finished? What do you want, I'm busy!" You spat.

Again, he didn't even flinch. It was as if he was suspecting you to act this way towards him. So instead of leaving, he walks over to where your workplace is set and starts to rearrange things.

"What in the hell are you doing?" You ask, but make no move to stop him.

"You have good intentions, just a careless way of showing them. I suppose it's comparable to the way I act around Daniels, yes?" There was a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, but he wasn't waiting for an answer. "Y/n, your jealousy is satisfying, but it isn't necessary."

"I'm not jealous of -

When he turned his head to look at you, the look on his face told you to stop right there. You weren't the best liar, and it was evident when you'd get defensive.

"David, you're just going to kill me like you did Shaw and replace me with Daniels." Your tone wasn't as angry, but a bit of fear traced through it.

"You think I would? Kill you?" His mouth is partially agape; you hadn't even noticed you took a step back until he retracted. "I loved Shaw, yes but she wasn't as strong as you. Her goals were but selfish; she had questions in which she knew she wasn't going to get an answer to, you of all people should know that."

He was right, but that didn't mean he would have second thoughts about you in the future.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You've apparently taken a liking to Daniels. If you kill me, just do it in my sleep or something." You shimmy out of the lab coat and try to leave the area so you could have a greater distance between the two of you, but of course, David prevents you from doing so.

"Keep all dishes separated, place towels under where you're experimenting to prevent messes." He starts demonstrating, slowly enough for you to process what he's doing. "Also, when carrying a dish from one area to the next, use these lids right here in case you were to drop one."

You nod and go to walk off again, but he grabs your arm.

He pulls you close to him and hesitates before leaning in and placing his soft lips on yours. A kiss shared between the two of you wasn't something new, but it wasn't a reoccurring thing either because, well, he wasn't very confident when it came to contact like that.

"Y/n, I have not one intention of exterminating you." He brought you close, his arms snaking around your hips into a tight hug. "My feelings towards you are too respectful, and I do not believe I could get much farther without you here. If I was human, perhaps I could please you more, but if it means anything, I am but only using Daniels and Tennessee as a sort of 'toy' for my neomorphs."

"What do you mean, 'toy'?" You cock a brow, gently pushing him away.

"I will train the two to hunt them, and then I will throw them out there. It'll be a game of cat and mouse, yes?" He smiles, attempting to lighten the mood.

As much as you fought it, you struggled not to return his smile. You still weren't sure about him, but being as things were, you might as well keep him as close as possible. "Alright, fair enough. I'm still not happy with you."

"You shall cease your annoyance; perhaps I can make it up to you?" He cocks a brow, snaking an arm around your waist.

"Let me tame a neomorph."

"You think Daniels will want to sleep with me? As if I was Walter?" He asks, changing the subject to avoid the thought of you falling victim to a creature you aided in creating.

You sigh, having a second thought as to whether or not you want to press any further. "Don't be so crude. You're just a synthetic, David. I don't believe sexual intercourse is the same for you as it would be for Daniels."