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Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

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👫 - with Sengo or Yuichi and any of your muses? :eyes:

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Four Headcanons I have About Our Muse’s Relationship

Atm Saseki is the only one ever interacted with Sengo, and so far Nagasone has shown the most affection towards Yuichi among our threads, so! We gon do both! 8D UNDER THE CUT

Saseki with Sengo Muramasa:

He only laughs at Sengo's antics of THROWING EVERY ARTICLE OF CLOTHING OFF OF HIM (as opposed to Tonbokiri's constant screaming of "DON'T STRIP!"), honestly he just tends to get a chuckle out of it

Despite having favorites, Saseki still loves everyone, Sengo included. He also calls him by terms of endearment (usually "dear").

He does wish he could learn and understand more about Sengo, his vices, his history, everything that makes him, well, him.

One of the few swords whose emotions Saseki has never "answered" through his "Bloody Chain of Fate" curse. Not yet.

Nagasone Kotetsu with Yuichi:

Danna has absolute faith in his master; his prowess, every decision he makes within the honmaru, his abilities, even when Yuichi thinks his confidence in him might be unwarranted.

He doesn't ask if Yuichi doesn't tell how he was really feeling; he would often read the room and just give him whatever he thinks Yuichi would need at that time.

Nagasone would often hold both Yuichi's hands, mostly out of comfort, and reassurance. Oh and kissing his palms/knuckles/top of his hands. Is that one of his "i love you"? Probably e w e

He thinks Yuichi is cute whenever he hugs him in any way (sideways, within his height etc); mostly coz he thinks his saniwa's small stature compared to his is adorable.

#file:save as #zantedeschiapraesul #thats sengo #thats yuichi #EEEEEEEEAAAA I LOVE #HEHEHEE...

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Ten to Koyomi

by Higekiri (CV. Hanae Natsuki) and Hizamaru (CV. Okamoto Nobuhiko)

Zoku Touken Ranbu: Hanamaru ED1

#just watched soga 2020 i'm in such a genji mood rn #sounds:higekiri #sounds:hizamaru #sounds:genji bros #idk what im doing with these tags LOL #but man.... my feels... #one of my fave hanamaru songs

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i couldn't help myself lol

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LMAO i was talking to my friend about what I'd come up with for yuichi's backstory and... well, she doesn't know much about tkrb but we watched Mihotose a while back and she got inspired enough to start thinking on a saniwa herself LOL ...

anyway, when I told her what I had, she wanted to be the one whose toudan hit Yuichi with the boat. Talk about friendship LOL

But it's so funny imagining probably nikkari (her fave) bringing Yuichi home like "UH...ARUJI... I FOUND A GUY..." and that's how they become friends jfjdjd

#thats yuichi #visuals:yuichi #mun draws

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When Yamatonokami wakes up, Taikyuu is nowhere to be seen.

He'd been lucky for most of the fight-- he was relatively uninjured, save for a few deep but non-vital cuts, thanks to his continued strategy of keeping his speed up and bouncing between enemies to pull them off others. It was part strategy, as it seemed to be effective today, and part momentum and sheer adrenaline. He hadn't stopped moving until every enemy was gone, and as much as he hated to admit it, now he was exhausted.

Kotegiri had managed to pull Yamatonokami away while the rest of them finished cleaning up, and once they'd all reconvened, the wakizashi took to tending to his wounds. Taikyuu was not really suited for that, so... despite his exhaustion, he took to pacing back and forth.

Higekiri, the unit captain on this sortie, took notice and decided that perhaps it would serve both the efforts to help Yamatonokami, and Taikyuu's worries, if he sent him away.

"Hey... Uhhh..." Instead of vying for a name, he claps a hand onto Hizamaru's shoulder. "Why don't you go to the market just inside town and find us something to eat. I'm sure Yamatonokami will need something to regain his strength when he wakes up, hm?" He then turns to the tantou. "Taikyuu, would you please accompany my brother?"

"Huh?" Taikyuu is pulled from his pacing, looking over at Higekiri as he's addressed. "Oh. Yeah, okay."

"Right!" Hizamaru gives a knowing nod to Higekiri, looks to Taikyuu, and sets off. Taikyuu follows behind without another word.

---

When he returns with Hizamaru, it seems Yamatonokami has just awoken. Boxes of food in hand, he walks closer. If one was really looking for it, they could see the concern etched into his expression, as much as he's trying to look unbothered.

"Finally," he huffs. "Collapsing like that... Making us wait on you...idiot."

On his side he was already disarming and taking down the remaining retrograde armies, and just as he plunged his katana deep into the enemy Tachi's gut, he heard another sickening roar behind him. In that frenzy, he saw his brother's equally wild look plunging his own blade into it.

And Yamatonokami took that as his cue; didn't need to tell him twice on that. He charged ahead with his and Kashuu's inherited signature deadly three-step thrust and obliterated the enemy before them.

"ONE BOLD OKITA STRIKE!!"

*~*

By the time Yamatonokami came to, the retrograde armies had been completely slain, thankfully. The team had taken cover in a nearby clearing within a few paces of the battlefield to briefly recover, before they would head back to the honmaru. He felt heavy on his back, turning to the side and saw his fellow wakizashi comrade on his side. "K-Kotegiri...?"

"Yamatonokami-san! You're awake!" Said toudan almost scrambled up to his knees before turning to the rest. "Everyone! He's awake now!"

In that mild calamity, his eyes were slowly scanning for Taikyuu, wondering if he's alright too...

#ic:yasu #feat.higekiri #feat.hizamaru #zantedeschiapraesul #this got long LOL oops

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LMAO i was talking to my friend about what I'd come up with for yuichi's backstory and... well, she doesn't know much about tkrb but we watched Mihotose a while back and she got inspired enough to start thinking on a saniwa herself LOL ...

anyway, when I told her what I had, she wanted to be the one whose toudan hit Yuichi with the boat. Talk about friendship LOL

But it's so funny imagining probably nikkari (her fave) bringing Yuichi home like "UH...ARUJI... I FOUND A GUY..." and that's how they become friends jfjdjd

#out of blades #hc:yuichi #thats yuichi #the whole boat thing is hilarious to me

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so. post-reimei thoughts. probably some minor spoilers but nothing super shocking or important. also, i will warn, yuichi's been to... very dark places, emotionally/mentally that could be triggering. i'm not gonna write about it in detail or anything but just a heads up!

well, for one, i have such a love-hate relationship with the way tkrb is so vague/open-ended about a lot of things LOL like the possibilities are endless but i'm stupid and also i get stressed about "oh what if i make something that doesn't fit" so i get myself in a locked situation thought-wise which is STUPID because thats the POINT of it being WIIIDE OPEN SPAAACES yknow!!!! but brains are idiots unfortunately lol

.... that being said,,

i like the whole... "had inklings of spiritual sensitivity/power for a while before it fully manifested" thing. i'd been thinking that's how i'd go with yuichi as it's reminiscent of like... mutants in x-men LOL

and, the fact that if one has those inklings, it's possible to reach out to/be reached out to by a touken danshi in some manner? or, i wonder, perhaps even manifest a tsukumogami spirit from something by then?

So, i guess with all that in mind

yuichi's life was, like, just... very unremarkable LOL. I don't think anything immensely bad happened to him, nor did anything positive of particular note, yknow? but even the mundane tends to overwhelm him and always has, and by the time he was an adult, his anxieties had kept him from really, like, branching out, taking chances, making many close friends, leaving the house unless absolutely necessary for work, etc. He was heavily depressed and quite lonely, but he felt It was nobody's fault but his own.

Zooming in toward the end of his "regular human" life:

So. he's got himself into a pit--or maybe more like a trench-- of despair. His entire psyche just ached, and if he thought too hard about his life and existence he would just break down and cry or throw himself into a panic attack. He doesn't eat enough, and sleeps way too much, when he's not lying awake ruminating in self-deprecation.

And then... things just start getting loud. It's worse outside, which has him leaving the house even less. It's like a ringing in his ears, layered over what seems like whispers. He's pretty sure he's just finally going insane from only being with himself so much.

One day he decides to leave the house. He hasn't been able to work lately, all things considered, and so he's running out of time for basic needs, and he cannot find a way in which anything gets better. He wants to find some place quiet-- but it's hard. Memories, spiritual energy, etc are everywhere, after all.

By the time he gets to the pier, it's raining, and he's a mess. He had every intention of climbing over that railing and just giving up. He's gripping the metal bars and screaming internally at himself to just do it already, and --

A surge of...something racks his brain, and had he not been holding the railing he'd have probably dropped to the ground.

In front of him now, just over the railing, is what looks like... a rip in the air...? through it, he can see swirls of color rushing by.

Oh, he thinks. This is it. I've finally cracked. If that's not a sign, I don't know what is.

He's a little bit curious, even though he's telling himself this is just a hallucination or something. He's not even sure he can jump that far. But what does it matter? He came here to do that anyway.

So... he shakily clambers over the railing, takes in a deep breath, and jumps, reaching for that rip. Its edges seem to come to his hands instead, and he grabs on, somehow able to pull himself up and through the rip, and into the rushing tunnel of colors...

Only to get ran the fuck over by someone on a weird boat, ala the time travel sequence in hanamaru movie 1 !!

i don't know who it is atm but safe to say some poor toudan has to drag an unconscious yuichi onto his boat and bring him back to their citadel or the govt with him LOL

And from there... well, he learns everything he was hearing, was the result of latent spiritual abilities activating, and in his lowest, most distressed moment they sort of burst out, puncturing or pulling on the time-space pathway and making a hole... and the rest is history (pun intended)

maybe one day i'll write this out proper and add it to his bio. for now it's just gonna be in his tag cause i'm not very good at writing bios lol it's so awkward

ANYWAY i hope this made some kind of sense LOL?? and also that it isn't too depressing... he's better now... still plagued with depression and the gloominess but he is very loved <3 also after writing this it's so funny to me that he ... like... didn't really feel he had anything to go back to, so while as a formality there probably was a kind of ..."offer" of employment or whatever, and probably (definitely) some kind of rest period to make sure he was like... stable, lol... but other than that, he just kind of went from literally almost going off the deep end, to Saniwa

there was not really a "hmmm let me think about it and i'll get back to you" period he's just like "i think your confidence that i can do this is unearned but i don't really have a choice"

#out of blades #thats yuichi #hc:yuichi #lmao this post is so haphazardly written please forgive me

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watching the 2nd live action tkrb movie and... mayhaps getting some yuichi Ideas (again) !! mayhaps i'll do some thinking after it's over

... i've had a general, vague type of idea for his ... "how he became saniwa" but this might help me figure out some of the specifics and gaps in how to get to that point from having been like. Just Some Guy...... stay tuned maybe

#out of blades #i love how i have to plan to think LOL

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Yuichi smiles softly back at Nagasone, and watches him reach for the flowers as he gives his explanation, and thinks that, indeed, if he were to spend time alone in any place... Here would be it. "You know, I--..."

He trails off, as Nagasone takes his hands instead, and kneels. And as the touken danshi continues talking, Yuichi has to fight himself to not just hide or turn tail and run. Not from Nagasone, it's just... being praised in this way, and so earnestly and deliberately, is difficult for him to simply accept, rather than try to deny. But he stays and listens-- how could he do anything but?

Perhaps the most obvious signifier of all this is the grip Yuichi's hands have on Nagasone's, which has grown tight by the time his lips meet his knuckles.

"Nagasone Kotetsu," Yuichi says, finally, after a few moments of mustering up the wherewithal to speak. He's still clutching his hands, and meeting his eyes intently.

"You may very well be the most... sweet, kindhearted person I've ever had the privilege of knowing."

Slowly, he uncurls his fingers, releasing his grip on Nagasone's hands, and almost hesitantly, steps closer and places his hands on the uchigatana's shoulders.

"I couldn't do this-- couldn't believe I could do any of this-- without you. For me to trust in your faith in me... There's nothing more real than that. There can't be."

Yuichi wraps his arms over Nagasone's shoulders, and gently pulls him into a hug, one hand on his head, gently stroking his hair.

"And... this devotion goes both ways. I can only hope I express it enough to return what you've given me."

Nagasone didn't say anything for a while, only gently stroking his hair as he looked on to the giant tree before them, then turning his gaze back down to his master. "Well, I think the purple shade itself suits you. The three nights I was here, there hasn't been a drip of rain anywhere, and yet..."

Still remaining comfortably in Yuichi's hug, he reached up towards a couple of flower vines, gently caressing it in his hand. "It's here, flourishing on its own among everything else. I bet the sun still peeks through this corner of our domain. I know the hilltop gazebo is your favorite spot in the honmaru, but think of this garden as your own secret hideout."

Nagasone took Yuichi's hands, going down on one knee as he looked at him. "And it suits you because they're just like you; resilient, no matter what the heavens decide to test you with." He then brought the Saniwa's hands close to him, giving another gentle kiss on his knuckles.

"Consider this my gift to you, Aruji; for this sword is devoted to you always, no matter what. I have faith in your strength, just as you do in me, even if I'm just a fake."

#i am Dying #EEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #all i can do is SCREAM #ic:yuichi #zantedeschiapraesul #yuichi's like U CANT JUST SAY THESE THINGS TO ME. I MIGHT Explode

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kotobuki already has had me in my tkrb feels the last several hours (yes i am listening to hogiuta again)

and now

NAGASONE!!!!!!!

GAHHHHHHHHH

Dying. Too many emotions.

Will write my reply and post in a while when I'm back on PC.

Screaming!

#out of blades #dash comm sort of lol

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just watched kotobuki ranbu ongyokusai and. my god. i love... i LOVE touken ranbu so much holy shit

also i cried @ the first song i was NOT expecting that .... shit hit me like a truck :sob:

#out of blades #i'm. having . EMOTIONS..... #also..........if any moots ever wanted to watch a myu together i am DOWN

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Yuichi lets go of Nagasone's hands, but only to instead put an arm around the touken danshi's waist to pull him in a side hug, while still being able to appreciate the sight around them. "Thank you-- and... thank... nature, I suppose, for this being real. Or, at the very least, a very convincing illusion..." It's mostly a joke, though at the same time, it would be a very effective trick for the likes of this citadel.

He then closes his eyes again for a moment, drawing in a long breath and taking in the scent. Indeed, the wisteria is a flower Yuichi has a particular appreciation for, but to him, it's mostly been partly for aesthetic reasons, and partly because it reminds him of home-- the honmaru. He knows, generally, its symbolic meanings, but hadn't thought about it in that way.

Opening his eyes, he tilts his head a little, and looks to Nagasone. "You think so? How do you mean?"

"I had to be sure I wasn't imagining things, or it's a supernatural trick of some sort. So I've been coming to this garden since three nights ago."

He looked at his master with fondness, gently returning the squeeze on his hands as he followed suit slowly. His voice remained soft, admiring the view and Yuichi's awed expression in between. The air about them was lightly fragrant from the blooms.

"And it's well-hidden, even within our pocket of rain, so I thought you'd like to see it firsthand. I think these flowers suit you, Aruji."

#ic:yuichi #zantedeschiapraesul #ok i had a lot of feels to go through but i finally got it written HAHA

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i put on my yuichi playlist again as i'm about to write this reply and this song.... i swear i tear up especially when i think of the lyrics because my god... i suppose i've avoided writing it out but more or less yuichi's saniwa abilities somehow manifested when he was. well. at a very very very Very low point in his life and neither he nor i can convey just how much his touken danshi have changed his life for the infinitely better,,, like i am Literally about to start crying lol

he has little confidence in himself most of the time and still has trouble seeing or feeling the world in a way that isn't an enormous and impossible weight but he would do anything for his touken danshi and would push himself further than he even thinks is possible to protect them YYYYYEEEEEEEUUUUUGHHHHHH IM GONNA SCREAM every single one of them means the world to him and they've given his life so much meaning and color and joy and LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this song has always made me a little emotional but MAN listening to it like this i'm just... *clutches chest*

#out of blades #yuichi emotions but also just general luka @ tkrb emotions loljdsfjksdfkjdf #okay okay i gotta. chill out and get this reply written okay #NEOYE BICHEURO... I LIVE.... NAYE BICHEUROOOOOOOO #editing because i just got an idea IT MIGHT BE STPUID #and this whole concept of him is quite ...depressing/maybe triggering so i'm wary to really write it out but man. #also by 'idea' i mean 'part of an idea' i'd have to determine the rest lol #i'm not sure i should go that far on his bio page but maybe i'll write it out for me

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"Hmmm," Sengo draws the sound out, as his feigned concern and effort to help look for the missing items is petering out. He sort of hovers about, going from almost opening the closet, to almost opening a drawer, but he feels like if he goes for that-- when they both know Ookurikara didn't put them there-- he'll wind up being swiftly kicked from the room, perhaps even with a door shut in his face.

Instead, he whirls around toward Ookurikara and points toward the opposite wall, at a shelf. "Is it over there?"

He's hoping Ookurikara will look where he's pointed, but whether he does or not, Sengo turns back around, crouches by Ookurikara's bed, and quickly pulls out the cloth and jacket from where he's got it tucked in the back of his clothes, having been hidden well by his hair.

"Oh-- no, I found them! Here!" As if he'd pulled them from amidst the bedding, no less, he faces him again, offering what he hopes is an endearing smile-- it's awkward, if not earnest.

"On the bed…" In retrospect Ookurikara realizes that maybe he shouldn't leave his things in plain sight, but in his defense he had rushed out the door upon remembering that he had left last night's dessert in the fridge with the intention of eating it later. Which was also a bad idea considering the fact that it was gone this morning.

#GOD i am just imagining myu!sengo's mannerisms when he gets awkward #he's so bad at real interaction it's wild #ic:sengo #nxmelessfighter

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Soon Yuichi felt the light but relatively steady drops of rain almost cease. Where could they be? He was pretty sure that by now they must be past any of their covered paths--

He's told to open his eyes, and he does so, first looking up to see Nagasone smiling-- already a gift in and of itself-- but then he turns his head to take in the actual scenery.

"Wh... Woah," is all he can say for a moment. His hands lift a little, gently squeezing the touken danshi's in delight. He walks some, keeping their hands linked, as he gazes up into the torrent of purple flowers. Something about the sight just makes his heart swell. "When did you find this? It's beautiful..."

The Shinsengumi toudan smiled gladly, still slowly guiding them both through the path. In all honesty, he really hoped that his saniwa would love what he was about to show him. It was another few more minutes, past a cobbled path, and Nagasone stopped right near a large purple tree. His large hands were still gently holding Yuichi's.

"Alright, Aruji. You can open your eyes now."

Within their domain in the pocket of rain, there had been a quaint corner where a lone wisteria tree had flourished among the grass and cobbled paths. From the looks of it, it was clear that only the two of them know of this place. It isn't too far from the main honmaru anyway, only cleverly hidden.

As if it was meant specially for Yuichi.

#BYYYEEEEEEEEEEE #snaps phone in half #NAGASONEEEEEE #ic:yuichi #zantedeschiapraesul

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Yuichi is... quite thankful that their touken danshi are currently far out of their vicinity. With Saseki's recollections, his own mind is swirling with dread, about what he would do should something similar occur here... Without question, he would do or endure anything for his boys, fight tooth and nail for their wellbeing, lay his life on the line for theirs, but what he is immensely unconvinced of is that he would be strong enough, smart enough, just capable enough to do so-- and that is what scares him the most.

His eyes focus back again from where he'd spaced out, as Saseki seemingly summons a flower, from where he'd drawn it in drops of tea. Somewhere in his mind it clicks -- it makes perfect sense, seeing Saseki's penchant for the visual arts.

He's barely got time to try and actively process that, though, as the other saniwa suddenly and deeply apologizes.

"No," he says, bluntly, and reaches over to firmly place his hand on Saseki's shoulder. "Well, yes. You've... Thoroughly freaked me out," he admits. "I... Can't say I know what I'm going to do with this information, and perhaps that's why we were never warned about this from our... superiors, but..." Gently, he nudges Saseki to straighten. "It's not uncalled for," he insists. "At least...if the time were to come when something like this happens, I won't have the confusion of wondering if it's even possible."

He drops his hand back to his lap, both hands now clasped firmly there. "You're...right, though. The limits of what we might deal with... Well, I don't think we can ever know what those limits are." His gaze drifts from Saseki, to his hands, and then out towards the main citadel, where they can still see some touken danshi happily enjoying the day.

"I just... hope that whatever happens, I'm able to get us through it."

"The question is...what didn't I do?"

The older sage looked on from where they were, the peace view highly contrasting the turmoil that he had endured then, and the things he was about to say.

"I did near everything to keep them safe...even suffering the worse physical pain any man could ever imagine. I love all my men dearly, and if I had to go through hell and back just to make sure they don't succumb to the dark, I would do it all over again."

What he won't tell him was that the gods had taken his love for his Touken Danshi and "curse" him by "chaining" him to all of them in a sort of blood bond; an ironic callback to his own name, 'Red Chain'...

Saseki dipped his pinkie into his tea, and drew something on the table while muttering something under his breath. Almost instantly, a flower bud emerged from the wet tea circle. He smiled almost wistfully. "This is how I summon my men, and practically any and everything I wish, whether for battle, or defense; a brush, a mark, a spell."

And then, for some reason, he seemed to recover from his brief somber moment, and sighed. Then he bowed so deep, he would've reached the floor if he could.

"I am so sorry, I honestly don't mean to scare you at all with this. You must think I'm rather inappropriate or rude for even sharing my stories." He looked back at Yuichi. "But you did say that you're only beginning your journey, yes? I know this sounds impossible, but considering what the retrograde armies can do, being tested by the gods shouldn't even be farfetched at all..."

#ic:yuichi #zantedeschiapraesul #askdjfjsjf hes like i cant even pretend im not scared shitless by what you have just said. but it ok...

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short tall sentence starters

short

“stupid…!…jar..! come here already!”

“who the heck put that way up there? grr!”

“where is the stool…? oof! if only i was two centimeters taller!”

“i swear to god, if you are laughing at me because i can’t reach i will punch your face”

“are you…laughing at me? well, let you know that I’m closer to your bottom. be careful, jackass.”

“eek! p-p-please! don’t laugh at me!”

“is it bad that i want to chop people’s legs if they were taller than me?”

“Tsk…stupid tall guy/girl.”

“hey, hey, turn for a bit….yeah….and done. What? your back looks like a good table.”

“Hey! come down a bit. My neck hurts.”

“Don’t you dare bend to talk to me.”

“Oh my god! Are you okay? You hit your head hard…heh guess i wouldn’t know the feeling since i am…short.”

“HAHAHA! YOU HIT YOUR HEAD! ARE YOU BLIND?!”

“Aah…it feels great to see a tall person hit their head like that. Satisfying.”

“Damn..that must have hurt. Are you okay?” 

“Hey! watch it! what are you? a raging bull? look where you are walking before you bump into people!”

“Ouch! I-I’m sorry..I was in the way. You probably didn’t see me…”

“Can you….get that for me? Please…?”

“Oh, oh! Can you help me? I was trying to get that over there.”

“….Listen, just pick that up and shut up.”

“Ughh just get it already!”

“Thank you for picking it for me!”

“Thanks, I guess…for reaching to pick that up.”

“Gah! shut up! thanks, okay? Happy? tall jerk.”

“Oh! I can get that! It is easy for me!”

“….are you asking me to crawl in there just because i’m short?”

“you did not call me just so i can be your santa little helper, did you?”

“Just because i am short does not mean i am not scared of closed places and dark ones! i cannot go in there!”

“Y-you gonna lift me up?! N-no, it is ok! i can see just fine!”

“Don’t you dare lift me up.”

“Can you lift me up? I am trying to pick up [item] from there.”

“Hey, lift me up! Quickly!”

“I was trying to reach for that–huh? lift me up?….sure. I think…”

“Whoa! The view is amazing here! I’m staying. Nope. I’m not going down.”

“P-please, put me down ….n-now.”

“Are you planning to keep holding me up for a long time?”

“Hey, tall handsome/beautiful~”

“Wow….so tall….”

“Tch…that height is not bad.”

“Care to switch heights?”

“It is my dream to be swept by a tall guy/girl like you~”

“i like it when I fit in your hug…”

“I-it’s creepy how you can …hold me like that.”

“This is my place. mine. I sit here. On your lap. I fit. No complains.”

Tall

“need help with that? i can pick it up for you.”

“let me reach and..here you go.”

“Hahaha, i’m sorry. you just looked so funny trying to reach for that.”

“Pft–sorry, sorry, i didn’t mean to laugh at you. your height problem is not a laughing matter.”

“I was not laughing at you, I was …uh, admiring your determination.”

“Yeah, right I was laughing! Are you an idiot? How can you reach with these baby legs?”

“Whoa! where did you come from?! i didn’t see you.”

“I’m sorry! I was not paying attention. I’m sorry again for bumping into you.”

“A-are you okay?! you fell from there! You could have asked for help.”

“–pft ahaha! you can’t even stand on a stool! Shorty!”

“hey, shorty, what are you doing?”

“Pipsqueak came, what’s up?”

“Here comes tiny. What are you up to?”

“Can i lift you? this way you can reach up.”

“Lift you…up? sure. i can do that.”

“E-eh? lift you up? i don’t think i have the strength but…i can try…”

“No way!! I will not lift you up!”

“What will you do for me if i lift you up, eh?”

“I may be tall but that does not mean im strong.”

“are you trying to…climb over my head?”

“Can you see? How about I hoist you up?”

“…..if you wish…i can…carry you on my shoulders…”

“Uh, can you get down already? my back hurts.”

“Someone likes it up there too much…”

“You are so going to give me a massage after this…”

“Hey, cuddleable.”

“You know what i like about you? I can use you as my armrest.”

“You are so adorable, small and huggable.”

“I’m glad I can wrap my arms around you.”

“Heh, you are adorable. Do you like it sitting on my lap like that?”

“You know, it is great that you are shorter. i can rest my chin on your head.”

“I could use you as a weight lift.”

“I could pick you with one arm for sure.”

“Hey, crawl in there. You fit in there, shorty.”

“Did you just…came out of that window? How..?”

“How old are you? W-what?! you are as old as me?! Impossible!”

“Huh..I figured you would be older than you look.”

“Do all short people look mad 24/7?”

“Why are you kicking my legs? I am not going to get shorter by that.”

“Ouch! oww…my head…stupid door frame!”

“Oof–! A-almost…bashed my head into a wall…”

#memes #specify muse(s)! #fuck it i include my “guest” muses too idc #alllll da sords #i got shorts i got talls i got mediums