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. Contains fake dating, emotional honesty, and enough electrical tape to make an electrician cry, Local alien discovers gardening, "Just friends", Emotional support xenonite chain, contains dangerous levels of mutual respect and two highly educated adults failing to identify a date.
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
Pt. 9 WC: 2526
