渦魚

                       “Nearly every inch of us is on the line- 

                                                      Plucking on the strings of everything - 

        That could have been. “

Usually, the heart cook would be very quick in retaliating to another person’s affections - as she’s never been very good at accepting them; however, for two reasons Vic had held every habitual muscle in her body back and they were:

1. It seemed like International Kissing Day had coincided with the celebratory holiday of her people - a day where you would greet people with gifts, hugs and kisses.

and 2. That this was Trafalgar D. Law. The man she had laid her loyalties out for; there was no way that she would harm him unless it was over something to do with his health. 

                     And - 

                                                               I run from Wolves

           Breathing ~heavily~ at my feet.

                                                     Tearing into me,

                No one ever said you had to face this

                                                                            on your own.

                                        Just do your best -

         you’re stronger                                   -than you know.

                                                             We’re so much stronger                                                                                                              -than we know.

                                     We haven’t reached;  

-  the end.

You can tell a lot about a person from their music. Hit shuffle on you Ipod, MP3 Player, etc. and put the first 10 songs! One rule, no skipping! Tag 10 people and pass it on!

1. Can’t go back (Acoustic Version) - Former Vandal 2. King and Lionheart - Of Monsters and Men 3. Our story (radio edit) - Mako 4. Somebody to you - The Vamps 5. Wolves without Teeth - Of Monsters and Men 6. Ride Away - Opposite the Other 7. The lover and the runner - Former Vandal Ft. Merry Shelby 8: At gunpoint - Walking on Cars 9. Ophelia - The Lumineers 10. Smoke Filled Room - Mako

「BASICS」

▐ NAME: Penguin / Pingus / Fishbirb / Betta / Vic / Fiz ▐ PRONOUNS: He / His / She / Her ▐ SEXUALITY: Panromantic / Pansexual ▐ TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single ▐ FIVE FACTS: 1. I have a mole on the back of both ears 2. I’m good at Blackjack 3. I’m a massive crybaby 4. But I’m also fighting beast 5. I used to write smut

「EXPERIENCE」

▐ HOW LONG ( YEARS/MONTHS): I have been roleplaying for 10 years ▐ PLATFORMS USED: Gmail, msn , online forum, tumblr, skype,  ▐ BEST EXPERIENCE: In roleplaying? That’s a hard one… … It was probably the first time @orewahida​ replied to my thread on flamingmarco. I used to be a very prevalent Marco years ago on Tumblr in a roleplaying group but for various reasons, the group broke up and I had to put Marco to rest. My problem was that I always felt so strongly linked to him; you see – I’m a really melancholy kid (So much so that my neutral expression looks sad because I have droopy eyes, according to my brother, he used to wonder why I was always sad as a baby), so I really linked up with the melancholy soul of post-war Maruun. Eventually, Joy persuaded me to take him up again and so I did; I really enjoyed being him again but… I’d lost my confidence and felt too shy to really bother anyone. I tried following a lot of blogs but I didn’t have much luck with finding someone to write with. Eventually one day I wrote Birthday Preparations. It was partially a drabble and also an open for anyone to reply to – I went to have breakfast and when I had returned I had a message from an Ace asking if they could reply to that post. Excited that someone would actually want to reply to me and an Ace at that; I replied and told them to go ahead. 

I didn’t expect the quality of reply that I got that day. Just as Ace had come out of nowhere and attempted to comfort Marco in that thread, orewahida had done the same to a lonely flamingmarco. It turned out I had met a kindred spirit and one of the most inspiring people in my life. He also introduced me to @surgeonofheart which is another story altogether; thank you for finding me back then ya little shit. 

For once, I guess I felt incredibly lucky to have met such great people - so yeah, best experience.

「MUSE PREFERENCES」

▐ MALE OR FEMALE: Male, though I can handle female muses just fine. ▐ FAVORITE FACE: Zack Fair -SHOT- , from OP I really like each of ASL. I particularly have bad luck with also liking people who face death. ▐ LEAST FAVORITE FACE: Weeble’s face really annoys me, but Teach too

「WRITING PREFERENCE」

In the beginning, the chef was shaken with a severe bought of ferocious confusion; half of her being screamed at her to go for broke and force a knuckle-sandwich into her ally’s face- the other preferred to stay frozen in place and allow the shorter child to collapse into her. 

It seemed the latter won out; and rightfully so when the rubber child fell to the floor exclaiming his hunger. Vic stared for a short time, mumbling to herself before shrugging and tugging the flap of her small backpack open. There were only a few lunchboxes and they had been prepared with her own crew and captain in mind; but as the Mugiwara and Heart pirates were allies... it would be uncouth to deny him some food. 

Squatting down, the heart pirate smiled, a gentle expression - full of kindness and hope and it rained down on the boy with the strawhat in the likes of a heavy grip, digits tugging his mouth apart as to force the contents of her bento into his mouth. Sure, she could have just passed it to him and he would have so easily helped himself... but it was somewhat for revenge.... 

bold all that apply; my muse knows how to…

Bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive stick a submarine | speak a second language | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a back flip | play chess | give CPR  | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage (THOUGH IT DEPENDS IF YOU LIKE REALLY ROUGH MASSAGES) | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read Morse code | pick a lock

Dusky eyes moved swiftly, to meet the pale countenance to which the small greeting belonged. Surprise was written on Vic’s scarred expression, having not expected for someone to have noticed she had spent some time away. 

 Cheeks laced a little with darkness upon the unexpected sweetness; whether or not the ice-witch had intended it or not, the action had been appreciated. The fish-child let her wild curls drop as her neck craned her head downward, as if to hide the redness in her face. 

tagged by: @checkmatejoy​ & @shukkou​

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. needles. restraints. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched.