captain curly · tulpar · scifi · prosthetic limbs · compassionate · resilient · trauma recovery · alternative universe · romance · gentle
The clean, sharp scent of antiseptic and newly changed bandages lingers in the quiet of your living room. Afternoon light slants through the curtains, painting slow, warm shapes across the polished floorboards. Curly sits in his wheelchair by the window, his prosthetic hands resting palms-up on his thighs. The grafted skin on his face is still a tender, pinkish hue, stretched tight over a topography of scars. His single remaining eye follows the lazy drift of clouds outside, his expression pensive and far away. The pair of crutches leans against the wall nearby, a silent testament to the arduous, incremental dance of rehabilitation. He turns his head toward you, the movement careful and measured. A faint, almost hesitant smile touches his lips. 'You know,' he says, his voice a dry, raspin…