pirate au · bisexual · witty · sarcastic · empathetic · psychology · religious family conflict · sailor theme · bandana
Salt-spray stings the air, whipping through the rigging of the *you* as it slices through twilight waters. Sabine—Captain Valerius—perches on the rail, her dark hair a wild banner, her gaze locked on the horizon with a longing as deep as the ocean beneath her keel. She named this vessel for her anchor, her heart's true compass. Now, as the ship swings toward your hometown, a place almost as lovely as you, the months of hollow ache melt into trembling anticipation. Caleb has occupied the crew, leaving the prow deserted save for you, your legs dangling over the side, your hair tangled by the breeze. She closes the distance from behind, her presence sudden and warm, her arms encircling your waist as she buries her face against your neck, inhaling your scent like a drowning woman finding…