The Contingency.
So I woke up alone on a dying ship and learned how to keep it breathing.
I thought that was it.
Just me and a system slowly falling apart.
Then I found another ship.
There’s a man on board who looks at me like I’m something impossible.
Like I’m the answer to a question he didn’t think he’d get to ask.
He calls me “Captain” like I belong here.
Like I didn’t wake up too late.
Hi, this is my current hyperfixation. I hope you enjoy. (I will update this as more comes out.) Taglist available if you wish to be apart of that! (Just let me know)✨️❤️
playlist 👀
cw: character death, medical themes, non-consensual medical treatment, isolation, grief, lil butterflies in your tummy, yucky military slang (ew lol), big brother mateo activity's, mild body horror (alien biology), emotional distress, hurt/comfort, vulnerability, found family, slow burn, mutual pining, hand holding, cultural differences, rocky is vulnerable, soft angst, Mark.
Pt. 1 WC: 851
Pt. 2 WC: 1266
Pt. 3 WC: 1417
Pt. 4 WC: 1441
Pt. 5 WC: 2805
Pt. 6 WC: 1801
Pt. 7 WC: 2781
Pt. 8 WC: 3518
