I'm... not a girl... really!

Independent roleplay blog for Ranmaru Mori of Samurai Warriors! Willing to do crossovers + Orochiverse, just if you're in a different fandom PLEASE don't automatically expect me to know your muse! Serious & Crack roleplays both accepted! {{ Mun is 23 but not willing to do NSFW roleplays with anyone outside of my RL partner. Please respect my wishes. }} M!A's are accepted!!

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maotaisei replied to your post:psa that it now stands at honnoji I “died” so...

RUDE

Maybe if you gave me a pretty cup -- prettier than Mitsuhide's...

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psa that it now stands at honnoji I "died" so Master Mitsuhide could pass me and get to Lord Nobunaga.

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#lmaobye

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"Well you’re giving me a headache, my lord.”

"Master Mitsuhide……….. is all of this even worth it?"

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“No, I think that this fighting between you and I is unnecessary. The one who started this all should be the one to take the blame.”

"Lord Nobunaga.”

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"Yes! This is all Lord Nobunaga's fault! Why would he try to pit us against each other like this? It's unbelievable!"

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maotaisei replied to your photo:My Lord still chooses to let Mitsuhide place 1st...

"Its because I am a giving person."

"Well you're giving me a headache, my lord."

"Master Mitsuhide........... is all of this even worth it?"

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My Lord still chooses to let Mitsuhide place 1st rather than just giving in. Also Lord Cao Cao don't you have a cute adorable would lay their life on the line for you and not betray you at Honnoji -- Page? Oh, no?

Lord Nobunaga didn't have one until me either, it's okay. 

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Reasons why I'm the best Retainer/Page

I'm cute just look at me

I didn't burn down Honnoji that's like 3294709328204 points for me???

let me spell it out for you

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my hair is real.

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Weavetsuhide.

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Ah, so he is next.

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ok so are we gonna talk about Mitsuhide&Ranmaru’s faces "… That’s a snake." "THATS A FUCKING SNAKE."

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Happiness truly was contagious it seemed. Unconsciously mimicking the other, he brought a hand up to hide the laugh that would unwillingly escape. Shifting where he stood uncomfortably, the patience that he was famously known for soon turned into awkward impatience. Perhaps it would have been best if he hadn’t requested such an odd favor. Glancing up as Ranmaru had finally made some sort of noise and gesture, relief washed over at the positive response. “Truly…?” Smiling warmly, an unshielded soft laugh found its way out. "Yes, well I mostly do my hair myself, but on the rare occasion I do wish for the physical closeness, I often times ask her for it.—Oh!” Reaching into his sleeve and pulling out his comb, he placed both it and the ribbon into the small boys extended hand. "Hm..?" Glancing to the ribbon in question, a shy nod was given. "Is it that easy to determine? It is very important to me. Ah—we should probably sit, right?"

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The relief on Mitsuhide's face brought even more of a smile to Ranmaru's effeminate features. Nodding happily and laughing with the other, he happily took the comb once it was given to him.  "Physical closeness...?" He murmured, listening, before smiling warmly and tying the ribbon loosely around his wrist, before giggling softly. "Did Lord Motochika give it to you?" Nodding, he gently pushed the other to take a seat, sitting behind him on his knees and gently ran his fingers through his soft black hair, gently pulling a thick layer of silky tresses aside and gently running the comb through it.  "Ah.. It runs right through..." His eyes widened slightly, repeating his action once more. "It's like a soft waterfall... I'm a bit jealous." He teased, continuing to softly run the comb through his hair in a gentle manner. "How... do you get it so soft, Master Mitsuhide?"

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"Yes, I think I would enjoy that a lot more than the teasing, actually.” A rare smile that was incredibly difficult to entice from the introverted male, was happily given. Such a simplistic pastime, yet one that was immensely enjoyed. It was said that the simplistic things could make a person happy and for Mitsuhide, that was doubly true. Nodding affirmatively as the other addressed the next topic, the retainer’s smile left rather quickly. "I don’t want to be a nuisance but… Would you mind…Ah..” Not moving, his eyes darted to the side as though motioning for what he wanted with them. Reaching up to untie and tug the odd blue ribbon out from his hair, he held it forward. The sleek, dark hair that was tied neatly a few seconds ago, draped over his shoulder armor, spilling all over his frame in various places. Shaking his head to rid himself of any stray strands that fell oddly, he gave yet another nod.

"I… would you mind…Brushing my hair..? As I said before, Gracia usually does it for me but she’s not around.” It was embarrassing for him to ask something so simple, almost as though he were requesting some sort of intimate favor. Truth be told, that well kept hair of his meant a lot and was probably one of the only things he was proud of when it came to himself. Even though he was perfectly capable of doing something like this himself, he felt happy inside when someone he trusted did it for him. Still, it was such an odd request and he feared Ranmaru would think the same.

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Honestly taken a back by the other's smile, it was almost contagious. Giving a happy smile himself, he repressed a small laugh, bringing his hand up to mask it. His bluish eyes twinkling as the other had untied his sleek, silky hair, he a slight tint of red faded onto his pale cheeks. It was strange -- he had recalled seeing Mitsuhide with his hair down, but it was only once.  When the request had come, the smaller boy had felt his heart thump a bit. Why was it such an odd thing? He found himself trying to fight off an even more powerful blush. "A-Aah..." He cooed, before smiling happily and giving an overly zealous nod. 

"I would be honored to, Master Mitsuhide!" He chirped, a strange happiness overtaking him. "I had no idea Gracia did it for you; I always thought you took care of it yourself... But I..." Holding his hand out and awaiting the ribbon and comb, he smiled even more so. "I'm happy you'd ask this of me." "This ribbon... is it from Shikoku?" He stared in surprise down at the teal-colored ribbon, tilting his head. 

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For Mitsuhide, it was a surprise indeed to see such a side from the small male. Eyes widening instinctively as that soft laugh was caught, the blush that he was slowly trying to force away, contradictorily grew. Any more and he would begin to feel feverish, he feared. "I-I see." To display his own playful disapproval, the samurai lightly shook his head from side to side. "It seems a lot of people enjoy doing teasing me, though I never expected such from you, Ranmaru.” The suggestion piqued his interest and a nod was given in response. Hand slowly rising to scratch at his cheek, he contemplated whether now was the right time to make a small request before they went off to have tea.

"Ranmaru…" Dropping his hand down and staring directly into the boys eyes, he frowned slightly, the blush finally disappearing, slowly. "I hate to impose upon you however…Gracia isn’t here and…..Well, there’s a small favor I would like to ask you, would you mind…?” Hesitating in order to gauge the others reaction at the prospect of a favor, he waited patiently for an answer—hoping that the other wouldn’t be too bothered by the idea.

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Glancing off to the side as though a bit embarrassed by his laughter, the young samurai cleared his throat, attempting to dismiss it. Luckily while distracted; he hadn't noticed Mitsuhide's almost fever-like blush... Eyes widening in surprise, he stared at the other innocently. "W-Wha? Master Mitsuhide! That's unfair! It was only light joking." He pouted slightly, his own cheeks pinkening a bit.  Dismissing the teasing as well, the boy smiled warmly. "So then you'll have tea with me?" He chirped, clasping his hands together.

"Hm?" He lulled softly, tilting his head. "A small favor...?" Noticing his hesitation, the boy blinked curiously, trying to fathom what this favor might be. "Of course, Master Mitsuhide. I'd be happy to be of service, please," He bowed his head, "What is it I can do for you?" Obviously not bothered at all by Mitsuhide's request, Ranmaru was always happy to help.

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moonlittraitor replied to your post:I just wrote a little deathfic and I’m honestly…

S-T-O-P.

That spells STOP!

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That's an... interesting looking sword you're carrying.

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moonlittraitor replied to your post:I just wrote a little deathfic and I’m honestly...

S-T-O-P.

That spells STOP!

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I just wrote a little deathfic and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now.

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