⁣⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣𝕮𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝕽𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑯𝑨𝑴

𝓘 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝚄𝙽, 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴.

it takes her a few minutes to compose herself; she straightens her back and turns to him, still giving him the 'are-you-seeing-this-shit' look.

ㅤ ㅤFAIR WINDS AND ㅤFOLLOWING SEAS. ㅤ

❛ 𝔖̲𝘢̲𝘤̲𝘳̲𝘪̲𝘧̲𝘪̲𝘤̲𝘦̲𝘴̲ 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝘣𝘦 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚. ❜  【 𓁿 】

THE WOLF——wild, wolven——blooded woman’s true spirit gleamed upon deadly instincts & intuition. for she is untamed ﹐ unchained & unapologetic ﹐ paired with an equally lethal set of claws & teeth——a true force.

( a smile forms, his hand briefly clasping Rackham's shoulder. ) I will meet you at the tavern.

How about three shillings and I buy you a drink?

/ I MISS THEM SM

⠀you are in my blood. i can’t help it. we can’t be anywhere except together.

( A brow raises. ) And how much will it cost me?

Stocking. We are headed to Cuba.

sanctity’s carved into the curves of her waist, she came alone to tempt her fleeting fate, thieving hands slithered——akin to a snake; do you not know .ᐣ you’ve already bit the bait.