#deadxbones

         ❛   ─   so, when you say you're a pirate...   ❜ logan paused, letting the words settle. he wasn't surprised, honestly, with the life he lived and the things he had seen ; it would have been laughable. it just wasn't something that he HEARD often ( or at all ). ❛   you mean like... the entire living on a ship, sailing the sea? honestly don't think i could spend that much time on the water...   ❜ of course not, a werewolf needed land, needed space to run. otherwise, they begin to get a bit edgy. 

starter.   /   @deadxbones

[   sms   ]   the  thought  of  your  lips  against  my  neck  drives  me  fucking  insane   /   @deadxbones​

[   𝐬𝐦𝐬   ]         ;         mm   ,      and   what   about   the   thought   of   my   lips   against   yours.      

    ❝ you are a sight for sore eyes, darling. when did you get back? ❞

IT’S   ODD   HOW   THEY   DO   IT   EVERY   TIME.   how   they   find   each   other   𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻   and   again   –   even   𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧   they   aren’t   𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔   for   each   other.   weird   how,   after   all   they   put   each   other   𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥,   they   still   seem   to   ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛᴀᴛᴇ   towards   each   other.   still   so   𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐   to   forgive   and   forget.   to   put   it   in   the   𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕   and   focus   on   the   𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭   attempt.   an   attempt   to   be   𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉   for   each   other.   better   even.   

sky   blue   orbs   find   ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠.   gaze   returned   so   𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆   times.   a   𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢   like   home.   like   𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖   in   the   bathroom   after   a   SHOWER.   like   a   soft   𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭   on   a   chilly   evening.   place   𝜔𝘩𝜀𝑟𝜀   he   belonged.   eyes   ʀᴇᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ   at   the   ground   𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯   them.   for   a   second.   long   𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑   to   clear   his   throat.   –   “   i   miss   you   too.   ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ   ᵈᵒ   ...   “