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bakerstreet2018-04-19 07:11 pm
shyestfairy) wrote in bakerstreet2018-04-19 07:11 pm
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TALL and small
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[Small! He's about 5'4" and 95 lbs. Can be pre-serum, de-serumed, or non-serum AU. M/M or M/F welcome.]
[Hello! Interested in a Bucky? If so, are there any scenarios you'd like to try out?]
[ the small—when she can't cheat and get the high ground. ]
[ Eli here is exceptionally short for his age, a mere 4'9". ]
[ B-ka was a small high schooler, standing at only 5'2 there wasn't much that was exactly intimidating about him. When Ushijima and B-ka announced to their friends that they were dating, B-ka discovered the term 'small animal type'.
B-ka got out of film club early and was quietly waiting for Ushijima's volleyball club practice to end so they could walk home together.]
B-ka got out of film club early and was quietly waiting for Ushijima's volleyball club practice to end so they could walk home together.]
[The tall. 6'1]
(The man is 6'6" and built like a brick wall.)
[He’s 5’6” so almost certainly the smol c:]
[All Hawkes (M and F) can get platonic affection
He’s a dwarf who do you think the smol is]
He’s a dwarf who do you think the smol is]
You want to what?
[ Cassandra stares blankly, the itchiness of her uniform for once forgotten, along with all thoughts of how vulnerable she feels without her armor, of how everyone here is certainly staring at her, of how much she hates the Orlesian court. Perhaps that is a blessing in itself, but she's too baffled to be grateful. Surely she must have misheard. Surely Varric hadn't just asked her to dance. ]
[ Cassandra stares blankly, the itchiness of her uniform for once forgotten, along with all thoughts of how vulnerable she feels without her armor, of how everyone here is certainly staring at her, of how much she hates the Orlesian court. Perhaps that is a blessing in itself, but she's too baffled to be grateful. Surely she must have misheard. Surely Varric hadn't just asked her to dance. ]
[Leia is used to existing in a world where people tower over her; even children of a certain age tend to be taller than her, let alone grown men. The majority of the Rebel fighters and officers are men, and actually one of the few in the high command who is close to her in height is Ackbar. So why the mysterious traveler Sting Pendlebrook should catch her eye above all the other tall assholes on base is honestly beyond her.
But he has, and she finds herself watching him out of the corner of her eye while she's working, tuning out important discussions if she happens to notice him walking by. Turning one of the pillows in her suite sideways and sleeping with her arm curled around it, just to mimic the feeling of another body next to her in bed. She'd never admit to being that lonely, but part of her wonders if he might be able to ease some of that loneliness. It shouldn't matter, she needs to put the needs of her people before her own needs...but it might be nice.
The princess is striding purposefully down a remote passageway near the back of the base, brows furrowed, lost in thought, when she finds herself colliding with something—or someone—very solid. She bounces backward, realizing that she'd netted herself a faceful of Sting Pendlebrook's sternum, and gasps.]
—Don't you ever watch where you're going?
[Immediately on the offense, as per usual.]
But he has, and she finds herself watching him out of the corner of her eye while she's working, tuning out important discussions if she happens to notice him walking by. Turning one of the pillows in her suite sideways and sleeping with her arm curled around it, just to mimic the feeling of another body next to her in bed. She'd never admit to being that lonely, but part of her wonders if he might be able to ease some of that loneliness. It shouldn't matter, she needs to put the needs of her people before her own needs...but it might be nice.
The princess is striding purposefully down a remote passageway near the back of the base, brows furrowed, lost in thought, when she finds herself colliding with something—or someone—very solid. She bounces backward, realizing that she'd netted herself a faceful of Sting Pendlebrook's sternum, and gasps.]
—Don't you ever watch where you're going?
[Immediately on the offense, as per usual.]
[Biggest tall standing at 7'0" without heels. He will take smalls and any fellow talls since... everyone's tiny to him.
Unless you want him as a rectangle. Then he's a small 4'0".]
Unless you want him as a rectangle. Then he's a small 4'0".]
((Hey this is D.Va's mun but couldn't resist this opportunity to ship Mettaton with this tiny android ball of sunshine. As long as you're up for it.))
[ 6'4" tall girl here ]
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