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[mearizus]

PSA time!

I'm archiving this blog! You can find me over here from now on!!

I'll definitely move our rp's over there! I'll also check in here for the next few days to make sure moots will know where to find me from now on!!

[mearizus]

PSA time!

I'm archiving this blog! You can find me over here from now on!!

I'll definitely move our rp's over there! I'll also check in here for the next few days to make sure moots will know where to find me from now on!!

[arkivar]

"Happy endings always start with hope."

arkivar formerly mearizus an independent & highly selective multimuse roleplay blog featuring muses from one piece & the case study of vanitas. canon divergent & headcanon based feat. vegapunk shaka & noé archiviste and more. adored by momo please check carrd for rules & full muse roster

[mearizus]

may have deleted my carrd, don't mind me. a new one will follow eventually

[mearizus]

episode 1138 spoilers buuuut helloooo mister why haven't you called me yet

[mearizus]

Edison sat next to his older brother as they watched the strawhats ship float further and further away. His brows arched with a bit of worry and concern for their future ... Stella was gone. Their home was gone, they were back but what was their purpose now? They all were created for one purpose ... Slowly Edison turned to look back at shaka as he spoke. “ so ... Shaka what do we do now? Vertias said we need to find our own path and all of that but... How do we find what that isth' ”

— Edison to shaka

@thecursedlegend

The silence left behind by the strawhat's leave was soon replaced by the others, their own crew discussing new plans in the background. There wasn't much Shaka could say about what to do or how to find their own purpose. It was something that would come naturally, along the way. "With time," Shaka replied with a soft sigh. What else was he supposed to say? It must be more difficult for the younger. Shaka himself knew what he wanted to do. Where he wanted to be. Edison would find his way too. They all needed time to adjust.

"I believe doing what you want to do will help. We might no longer have a home on Egghead but we can still continue being scientists." After all, there was no rule against continuing what they liked to do. They just had to adjust to a new place, create a new space for them to work like they used to. "I guess this is what it means to embark on a new journey and embrace the unknown."

[mearizus]

“ Unhand me!! Let me go you filth, do you know who you're handling! ” the boy within the grasp of the surviving beast pirates shouted as he thrashed and clawed at the men. His glasses falling off his face as he was held down before the lunarian. “ sir we found this kid before the straw hats escaped. He's one of them ... What should we do with him? ” the men asked the lunarian, seeing as kaido has fallen. It seemed like his choice mattered the most. Maomao glanced behind the two as her eyes widened. She recognized him.

@thecursedlegend

They saw him as the new captain, the new commander and boss. He never asked for this or anyone following him after everything fell apart. There were other things on his mind, different things with higher priorities and promises he had made before. The man had no right to call himself the next boss, he wasn't even the top contender anymore, not after betraying Kaido... in secret.

And yet, wings ruffled lightly when his gaze fell onto the loud boy. He is one of them... And he should hate him simply for this fact but something about him made it impossible. All these years he had been alone, the sole survivor but seeing the younger boy... perhaps there was a chance that he wasn't completely alone anymore.

Alber sighed - finally. "Let him go. He can't run far. I'll handle him myself." he ordered the former subordinate. He should just dismiss them all or let Queen take over. After all, he had no intention of doing that. He wanted to recover and live his life with that smaller woman by his side. His gaze wandered down to Maomao, eyebrows raised in question. "You seem to know him?"

[seaoftheworst]

@mearizus liked for a starter and wanted Sommers to hang out with Killingham

He looked over at the other knight with tired eyes, a yawn leaving him that was hidden by the mask that fit over his snout. It had been an eventful week, with the attack on the Holy Land by those who called themselves the Revolutionary Army, with the attempted assassination of Celestial Dragon, with the arrest of one of their own.

"Sommers." He shook his head, his mane letting off wisps of flame as he did so, in an attempt to wake himself more. "Do you think the Supreme Commander will handle this quietly, or are we in for a show?"

He hoped for a show, it would leave many with the reminder of the might of the Holy Knights, and remind those that would oppose them that no one was untouchable. The nightmares that could be conjured by the sight of a Celestial Dragon being executed would be wonderful. Such dreams would help him to sleep in peace for some time.

[mearizus]

It had been an eventful week. Unfortunately places were caught in the chaos these simpleminded revolutionaries had caused. Yet, Sommers found it all so very entertaining. Perhaps it was like a stage play for the Holy Knights, those other weak Celestial Dragons couldn't defend themselves with just their guns when faced with fire. A tragedy indeed, if only they would not have the means to rebuild.

"I do hope he will make a show out of this. We're in for an earful too, Killingham." Sommers laughed at his fellow Holy Knight. The Holy Land could be quite... boring without someone creating drama. "There is no way around it. Many have witnessed this attack. He won't be able to cover this up."

They should fear them, respect them and agree with their doings. After all the Holy Knights were executioners of law and would do what was right. The shocking sight of one of them losing their life in a display of utter despair and bloodshed, Sommers was already looking forward to yet another staged play for their entertainment.

[mearizus]

google how to block an ip address on tumblr??

[mearizus]

i'm back from a work trip and i need to be more online here but man, i tell you. my boss gave me the stinkiest side eye today because i couldn't hold in my laugh and i have no regrets

[mearizus]

If you think he doesn't see anything, he does. He's listening and he's enjoying it

[qwaqmeharder]

@strawberry-spritz ekhm

[seaoftheworst]

@melodysian @mearizus

[mearizus]

the nosy bitch is back in town, listening to all your problems so he can make fun of you later

[thecursedlegend]

۪ ⊹ ֗ ꫂ 𓇼 - ̗̀ Winds blew through the flag of the Aurora and the hairs of the crew upon her, silence filled the pirate ship as Romanov analysised his answer. The intense atmosphere only growing as Romanov stared the other down.

ততততত ❝ That's all we ask of, yah. I'm not saying I trust you, I'm saying I'm watching you.

I can't control who the brat chooses to date. Hell, I don't think anyone can control anything he don't want to do. It's not wander he butts heads with strawhat so much. Eh, as long as there's no weird ass robot shit. You're fine with me, can't promise the other two would go easy on yah though. ❞

He blew out the remaining smoke as he snuffed out his cigar on the bottom on his shoe before placing a hand along shaka's shoulder. ❝ my shots don't miss, so unless you want to be sea food. Don't miss yours kid, he's head over heels for yah. Don't let that go. ❞

Letting shaka go, he continued to walk past him. Allowing shaka to pass the test. ❝ we should have a drink one day. I like your attuitude, for a vegapunk. Ya ain't half bad. ❞

[mearizus]

This was all Shaka could ask for. To be observed and judged by his beloved's family. He was not expecting trust. It was something that had to be gained over time. He would have to work hard to deserve this trust but he wouldn't have it any other way. He was realistic enough to know what he had to do.

And yet, despite the air around them being tense, he couldn't help a soft chuckle. "That is who he is. If there is something he wants he will do whatever it takes. I do have to admit it worries me sometimes but who am I to stop him on his journey? I don't wish to stand in his way."

Perhaps it was for the better Romanov couldn't see his face. The way his lips curled into a small smile, Shaka was glad the other accepted him. Yet, he was aware of how unsettling it could look when seeing his smile and those sharp teeth for the first time. "I trust you won't miss if you ever need to shoot me."

Another chuckle escaped him. His arms relaxed, he hadn't even realized that he had tensed up during their conversation. "Of course. Though, I have to warn you. I'm quite bad at holding my liquor."

[mearizus]

how do you need to be touched?

fervently.

you crave a hug that cracks your ribs... the feeling of your wandering soul being crushed back into the bones that can't seem to hold it. you need a hand gripping yours so tightly you almost fear it may leave a bruise, a reminder that you are here. and that you are not alone.

tagged by @thecursivelegends & @waxgentleman tagging @melodysian @ravarui @kaizokugaris

[mearizus]

“ could you slip onto something more comfortable. . . . Like me ” ✨ ︶🫦︶

@thecursivelegends

Shaka’s visor caught the soft gleam of light as he turned his head toward him, the curve of his lips only growing in amusement.

Provocative. Forward. Undeniably tempting.

He didn’t smile often — he rarely did — but there was something in the subtle shift of his posture, in the pause that followed, that hinted at a flicker of heat beneath the surface.

A low hum of amusement vibrating through him. Shaka took a slow step forward, deliberate and controlled, every inch of him calculating yet effortlessly smooth. "That is a very unconventional offer," he said at last, voice quiet, almost like silk wrapped around steel. "But not unwelcome."

He circled Kaimen slightly, never breaking eye contact. There was no touch — not yet. It was a little game. And Shaka wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.

"If I were to slip, as you suggest," he continued, voice dipping lower, more intimate, "it would not be into you." A beat. "It would be with you. Every motion chosen. Every reaction studied. Every breath shared — on purpose."

He leaned in now, just enough for his presence to fill his love's senses, though he never quite crossed the line. "I do wonder," he murmured, "if you're prepared for that comfort both of us will feel — measured warmth, focused attention, and no escape." Another pause. A shift in the air. His voice was no longer teasing — it was velvet, edged with heat.

"I’d rather pull you in — piece by piece — until you forget comfort ever existed outside my hands."

[mearizus]

i kinda wanna bring back an 'old' muse and drag everyone down with me