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luna-orix · 2 months
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Dancing flames once again
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lunaorix · 3 months
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more of a sketch dump
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“I just wanna give a heart filled shout out to @theflamingcommander and @marco-fushicho for being such amazing muns and writing the best ship ever. I actually didn't ship marcoace before those two and I gladly blame them for the love I feel for this ship now. You guys are so amazing! much love!!!!”
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yxgana-blog · 6 years
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@marco-fushicho continued from here
“What tells you you’re not right for him? Isn’t Ace supposed to decide that for himself?” Izo countered, being calm as ever since he didn’t see what all that fuss was about. “I think you’d make a cute pair, both so different.. but opposites do attract, right?” he voiced with a smile, totally supporting Marco’s feelings instead of telling him they were wrong, like the blond seemingly had hoped to. But Izo saw absolutely not reason to, he knew Marco would be perfect for Ace, the first commander was thoughtful and mature, and most definitely wouldn’t toy around with the freckled hothead. On top of it all, Marco would give Ace the love he deserved, that Izo was sure of.
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“Oh come on, you’re not old! Pops is, but not you! I won’t accept any of that as excuse! What if Ace likes you back? I surely hope you’re not gonna break his heart by rejecting him, because then you’ll be having a problem with me.” Izo wasn’t taking any of Marco’s objections serious, because there was absolutely nothing about him unsuited for Ace. Marco was a proper, handsome man that would treat Ace with love and respect, and that was all that counted.
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scarlethaki · 6 years
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❝ It doesn’t matter if you can’t say it right now, yoi. ❞
@marco-fushicho // x.
[ ✖ ] – There were feelings she wanted to express but couldn’t quite put into words. There was guilt she felt from going off on her own once again, and even worse she had done it without saying anything. The only reassurance her crewmates had was that her vivre card was still intact, gently nudging towards the direction where she had disappeared to, letting them know she was still alive.
It hurt. It hurt to see their faces, not only because of the heavy solemness that was carried in their eyes, but because she had an overwhelming fear that she would lose them too. Her comrades were being hunted by bounty hunters and marines alike, enemies coming for their throats now that their guard was down and Akane kept telling herself not to get anymore attached to these people she had decided to call family. If she pulled away, it wouldn’t hurt as much if they were taken one day. It was a foolish way to deal with her grief and fear, but she was unsure of how else to cope.
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Akane brought her knees up to her chest, her back pressed against the wall as she sat on her brother’s bed. She had returned in the middle of the night and headed to his quarters after hesitating multiple times, unsure of how her behaviour would be received. The crew was still in shambles, trying to regather their strength. She knew her disappearances would only give Marco and the others unnecessary things to worry about, but she couldn’t bring herself to stay put.
When she didn’t speak and just sat in silence, curled up in Marco’s quarters, his calm and soothing voice filled her ears. The amount of understanding in his words brought tears to her eyes and all she could do was nod as she brought her forehead down to rest on her arms. She didn’t deserve this amount of kindness, but she appreciated it time and time again. All she could do in return was whisper a soft apology as her shoulders shook with quiet sobs.
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A4 The Ball Crusher pls B)))
[ meme. ]
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[ The Ball Crusher™ at your service. ]
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onepiecerphub-blog · 7 years
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@marco-fushicho is such a lovely person and a wonderful friend. Thank you for always being there for me, I really appreciate it a lot. Please send lots and lots of love Fushi's way!
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shirchige · 7 years
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marco-fushicho replied to your post: OMG A MUSE OVER 40???? Not only that but he's...
When you look casually at yourself and then smirks ever so slightly, /good they have no idea I am over 40…/ 8>
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“Your wrinkles will set in eventually, cheeky brat.”
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luna-orix · 2 months
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Pineapple studies :3
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lunaorix · 3 months
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really liked recent sketch, decided to finish it.
Family <3
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yxgana-blog · 6 years
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@marco-fushicho liked for a starter!
Like so often, there was held a big party on the large decks of the Moby Dick, and seeing his brother sitting on the sideline, fond gaze directed at a certain freckled hothead who was participating in a wild drinking game, Izo couldn’t help but grin as he walked over.
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“Always keeping an eye on him, hm?” Izo noticed almost too amused, before taking a seat next to the blonde commander. “How’s things going between you two?”
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mondxs-blog · 7 years
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@marco-fushicho started following you
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“Hello there.” They are currently in disguise, don’t mind them.
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devilslcg · 7 years
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marco-fushicho replied to your post: leaves here a bell with the following words...
{ omfg this made me laugh so hard }
=3= he just wants to prove it’s crap. and maybe get laid cause of it.
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"You're gonna be fine, okay? You... You'll be fine, yoi.." { Late for the party but R.I.P my heart is already hurting }
Dying Starters // x.
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( ✖ ) – It was a bizarre feeling– to be mentally numb but wracked with physical pain. That divide caused her to just watch the world around her, detached from what was going on as if the girl laying in a growing pool of blood wasn’t her.
It was loud. Everything around her was loud. People yelling and their weapons clashing. That was right… This was a war. A final war to stand against the marines, except it wasn’t just the Whitebeard pirates this time. The Strawhats and their allies… everyone was fighting in this one last push whether it be for vendettas or for the bigger picture.
An arm slid under her neck, propping her up as a voice reached her ears. It was distant, like she had dived underwater and someone was calling out to her.
Her blurry vision focused the slightest bit and she made out a tuft of blond hair and a pained face. “Mar…” She rasped, her voice barely a whisper. She felt him pull her in close, cradling her small form in his large and protective arms. He said she was going to be fine… She knew otherwise. The look on his face showed that he knew better than that too.
She reached a trembling hand up, clinging onto his jacket as she pressed her face further against his chest. Heavy lids drifted closed as she whispered, “Thank you…” She wished that she could thank him for everything, for the way he had been so warm to her when she was first on the ship to the way he always stood like a sturdy rock for her to lean on. He had always been there for her.
She couldn’t have asked for a better brother.
“…Win.”
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