Portgas Marco

Marco the Phoenix. Rp experience: 6 years. M!A accepting. Asks: Accepting. Ships: N/A. May ship with multiple. Status: Izou is visiting the blog. Crossover Friendly (Has a BNHA Verse but i'm too lazy to write it u at the moment.) Discord Rp: selective but willing. Main blog. Side Blogs; peregrinuspell, chickenwingedhawk.

[chickenwingedhawk]

MOVING

This blog is officially Archived and will be moved to a multimuse blog as there are few to no interactions on here.

[chickenwingedhawk]

MOVING

This blog is officially Archived and will be moved to a multimuse blog as there are few to no interactions on here.

[eternalmarco]

Drowning Bird

It had been a long while since Marco was last this worried, ages honestly. His worry about Ace fell into a different category as this particular worry was for himself. The marines were on his tail, chasing him like hunting hounds with the scent. Sure he could easily just kill them all and move on, but he was soft for a pirate- especially one so renowned. He hadn't wanted to kill them at first and now it might be too late for him.

In the past four- or was it five?- days he had rarely landed because of them and as such was growing weak. Even with his Fruit’s regenerative powers it was begining to affect him, the tiredness was growing with each beat of his weakening wings. Any time he tried to rest their shots would ring out, piercing through him and sending him into a flurry of flames in his attempt to escape. He should have known that they were herding him, making him tire himself out like this as they never tried to actually capture him.

He was exhausted and his Phoenix was struggling; he was struggling.

A cry of pain escaped his beak as a volley of seastone bullets rained upon him. The first volley they had sent during the day and not when he was attempting to rest. Marco tried to dodge, yet still some of the bullets met their mark and while most pierced right through him one embedded itself within his shoulder. With the stone lodged in him his wing of flames went out and a human arm was useless when one tried to fly.

Marco was free falling.

The ocean came up fast and he knew it might be the end for him. Doubtful though because he knew the marines would want him alive. They’d send someone in after him, they’d wait until he was on the brink first. As he hit the water, sinking immediately, he knew this would be the beginning of possibly being captured for a long time before Pops could save him, if the Marines would even let Pops know.

He didn’t see the rose haired beauty that swam for him, didn’t feel the motherly arms wrap around him. All he knew was that the water was filling his lungs and Thatch wasn’t here this time to drag him out.

[eternalmarco]

You gay

“Rude much, yoi? I’m bisexual.” Taking a drag from his cigarette he blew out a puff of smoke int the Anon’s direction.

[adirtylambandapsychiatrist-deac]

Following rp blogs with muses you're dying to rp with but are too afraid to send an ask or anything because you fear rejection

Originally posted by agent1firevolt

[eternalmarco]

Would anyone like to read my bleach fanfic and lmk what they think?

[eternalmarco]

Would anyone like to read my bleach fanfic and lmk what they think?

[bibis-tavs]

Just an Fyi, I had a Halloween Supergirl planned, it came two days late. But here’s a photo anyway! I was totally going to be handing out candy with my Krypto on the porch.

[eternalmarco]

I’m writing a bleach fan fic

and i did that writing thing i mentioned before. I turned a single paragraph into an entire page. Anyone wanna see?

[eternalmarco]

30? for the writing meme

hardest part of writing

Getting it down in the way i wish to convey it. I want to be detailed but if i start off with the details i loose my track of thought and end up getting nearly nothing done so what I do is blast out the scenes and then plan to go back and reweite everything and it just takes me so long. I hate it but it’s how i have to do it. I’ll provide an example under a cut.

Its doing the rewrite and adding in the details i want that I find the hardest because I know what i want and what i mean when i write the little things but i know i have to make it so that the readers know what i mean too.

This here is the original first paragraph of a fanfic

“Sook,” A woman whispered and hung close to the blonde’s side, both women were fairly short though the redhead was quite clearly a few inches shorter than Sookie. She was also by far the more scared of the two. Sookie- for her part- hid her own unease fairly well. The shorter girl felt safer with the blonde than alone and that’s what Sookie was aiming for with hiding her own feelings.

This is what i turned it into

Sookie Stackhouse just an average Louisiana blonde girl standing at only five feet and five inches looked around the club she was in. Her flowery dress made her stand out like a sore thumb in the crowd but few would dare to bother her. Blue eyes kept constant vigil on a specific vampire that had spared her a simple glance before focusing on what they had originally been. While she looked like an average plane Jane she was anything but.

Many assumed the short woman was just another ditzy blonde whom spread her legs to gain the attention she had; as much as Sookie hated knowing that all any ever thought of her was that of a whore- which she wasn’t- she prefered it to the truth. Very few knew her secret and she preferred to keep it that way. The blonde viking vampire whom was steadily ignoring her now after the one glance was one of the few who had the knowledge and he’d called her here because of it.

A warm hand touched her arm and she felt the quiver in it and heard it in the voice that called out to her. “Sook...” Looking over Sookie took in the sight of the young woman who was glancing around warily and sticking as close as she could to the blonde, her bright red-orange hair like a beacon in the dim club. Quite a few kept looking her way and Sookie knew that both vampire and human alike were thinking of the young woman that stood next to her. The girl didn’t need any kind of powers to know they were hungry for her because of the way their eyes raked over her.

[eternalmarco]

Favorite band?

After thinking about it I picked one. There are many that I love and adore but this is my favorite. I could listen to them and never get tired.

2Cellos; i feel like even my muse would love them too.

[novltea]

let me introduce myself

[ask-memes-blog]

1. the meaning behind my url 2. a picture of me 3. tattoos i have 4. last time i cried and why 5. piercings i have 6. favorite band 7. biggest turn off(s) 8. top 5 (insert subject) 9. tattoos i want 10. biggest turn on(s) 11. age 12. ideas of a perfect date 13. life goal(s) 14. piercings i want 15. relationship status 16. favorite movie 17. a fact about my life 18. phobia 19. middle name 20. anything you want to ask

[eternalmarco]

Once upon a time ago i made an OC named Inari. I had an AN at the top of the fic pronouncing her name meant shrimp.

I googled it and it does NOT mean shrimp.

Inari (also known as Oinari) is the Japanese kami (spirit) of foxes, of fertility, rice, tea and Sake, of agriculture and industry, of general prosperity and worldly success, and one of the principal kami of Shinto.

I have no idea where i got the notion it meant shrimp.

[eternalmarco]

Yo

Marco will give asmall wave. Yes he’s still here

[ask-captainkid]

Role call

Let’s see who is still an active One Piece ask blog in late 2018. Comment, like, and/or reblog! Whether you are an rp or picture based blog, all count!

[attack-on-onepiece]

【腐】マルエー詰め-8 by イサ

[attack-on-onepiece]

【腐】マルエー詰め-8 by イサ