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Could you write ranma saotome dating headcannons

Crushing!Ranma who is deny, deny, deny

Crushing!Ranma who uses teasing as a front for his real feelings

Crushing!Ranma who probably only starts being honest with himself when he realizes someone else could take you away

Crushing!Ranma who brings in friends to help him get it together

Crushing!Ranma who you might have to do the confessing to

Boyfriend!Ranma who, regardless of who asked who, insists on doing things properly (at least at first)

Boyfriend!Ranma who brings you flowers and meets your family and formally asks you on a date, paying for everything when you go out

Boyfriend!Ranma who has to distract you so you don't find out your friends are following you guys on your first date

Boyfriend!Ranma who is too caught up to realize that they're there because you asked them there to help you

Boyfriend!Ranma who is the pinnacle of perfection in the beginning of your relationship, acting at your beck and call

Boyfriend!Ranma who is so great, you fall for his trap

Boyfriend!Ranma who, once he has you in his clutches of love, becomes himself again

Boyfriend!Ranma who brings back the teasing full force

Boyfriend!Ranma who's favorite jokes consist of pretending you're some desperate fan of his (as if he isn't head over heels for you)

Boyfriend!Ranma who likes stealing your stuff. He says it's because he likes seeing you stressed out when you can't find it, but knows he likes being surrounded by things that remind him of you.

Boyfriend!Ranma who you find curled up in your bed, complaining about how you took foreverrrrrr to get back. he was scared you were with your "other bitch"

Boyfriend!Ranma who is in denial about how easily he gets jealous and in denial about how easy it is to tell.

Boyfriend!Ranma who's eye twitches and vein bulges when other people make passes at you.

Boyfriend!Ranma who, at the end of the day, jumps when you say so, but never without a challenge

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i'm open for requests again, but feel free to send concepts and thoughts! they might even inspire me to write something

also! you guys should send in characters or fandoms you like because i'm open to writing for more than just dandadan and ranma 1/2, i just wanna see what you guys like

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hi there!

woohoo I was wondering if you could write something with Okarun, maybe with a sunshine but quiet Reader? Like a caring and sweet reader who takes care of everyone including him...

Have a great day!

Candy Crush

pairing: Okarun x gn!Reader

a/n: i had to start completely over to get this to something i liked and i still dk if it's good enough blehhhhh. i had fun with it though, thanks for requesting!! i don't think i did a good job with the taking care of everyone thing :(

It was a beautiful day and Okarun could feel it all over. It was like the sun was beaming down on him and the wind was guiding him as he biked the way to the Ayase residence. He was headed to meet up with his friends for a nice lunch. He slowed down for just a moment to shove his right hand in his jacket pocket, making sure his treasures were still inside. Momo had teased him and called it all trash the other day, but you know the saying. Okarun knew these candy wrappers were deserving of far more than a landfill. There was nothing special about the wrappers themselves, crumpled and empty of their sweets. The only thing worth noting about the pile was that each and every one of them was yellow, whether they boasted the taste of tangy pineapple or creamy banana. A little more important than their color to Okarun was the person they were from. 

You. 

You were new to their little cryptid crew, and you were a great addition. You smiled and hung out with them and helped with every supernatural situation. And the candy. The candy was Okarun’s favorite part. Every time you saw him you’d pull out a handful of pieces, and every time Okarun received them with as much joy as the last time. They were gifts that came with mementos he could keep with him to remember your time together. But with all the time you did spend with him and the others, Okarun was a bit confused.

Don’t get him wrong, he was glad you hung around - he just wasn’t sure why. Okarun didn’t like to make assumptions, but their group didn’t really seem like your type. They all had such big personalities; confrontational Momo, delusional Aira, and…Jiji. Okarun could even admit that he himself tended to be a bit high-strung. You, on the other hand, were on the more quiet side. Instead of joining in, you mostly just laughed at their antics. 

Okarun never got the feeling you were uncomfortable. He just really, really didn’t want you to be. He liked having you around, and he was just starting to realize his feelings went beyond what he felt for the others. The next step for him was figuring out how to tell you how he felt. 

Okarun had this goal in mind as he slowed his bike to a stop as he reached the Ayase household. He wrapped his hands around your gifts to him inside his pocket for good luck. He then removed his hand and placed it around his glasses frame with a resolute expression. Like a man, Okarun thought to himself as he pushed his shoulders back and began the march to the front door.

His march and his bravery lasted right up until he reached the doorstep. Okarun withered slightly as he thought about what he’d say to you. He extended his arm out towards the door, but was startled when it suddenly opened. Before he could process anything, Momo, Aira, and Jiji came barreling out the passageway. He narrowly caught a rushed statement that Seiko was out doing errands as his three friends bolted past him. Okarun was just able to latch on to Momo’s hand, holding her back from escaping the property. 

“Miss Ayase! What’s going on? Is something wrong? Is Y/N okay?” Okarun bombarded Momo with questions, his concern growing as he noticed your absence. At his last inquiry, a smirk that should have been scary grew across Momo’s face. 

“No! They’re not okay!” Momo snickered as Okarun’s face burst into a panic. “They’re in danger,” she emphasized, placing her hands on Okarun’s shoulders.

“What happened? Where are they?” Okarun began firing off questions again. He looked over to Aira and Jiji who were peeking out from behind the torii to watch him. He balled up his fists and strode firmly towards them, ready to save you from whatever danger you had found yourself in. Before he could get very far, though, Momo yanked him backwards by his collar.

“Okarun! You have to listen so I can tell you what’s going on with them,” Momo stared him down seriously. Okarun nodded vigorously, ready to do whatever he could to help. “Y/N is in danger…of being alone.”

“What.” Okarun’s entire body slackened in confusion, his palms opening, head tilting, and spine slumping. 

“Be serious,” Momo demanded. “There is a whole gourmet meal in there, with dessert. They are in there, by themselves, and it would be an act of evil to have them eat alone.”

“Oh. Okay? Let’s go in and eat then. You guys were going to look for me?” Okarun blinked away the alarm in his eyes. He was a little confused, but Momo was usually like this. 

“No, Okarun,” Momo hung her head and shook it solemnly. She raised her head quickly, startling her friend. “Only you can do this!”

With that, she shoved Okarun through her front door and slid it closed behind him. He stood there for a moment, dumbfounded at what just happened. Through the door, he could hear Momo, Aira, and Jiji chittering as they darted off to who knows where. 

That was how Okarun ended up here, across from you, at the food-filled table. Momo wasn’t lying about that part, at least. She really hadn’t been lying about anything. There was food and you were alone. His presence hadn’t really changed anything, though. Neither of you were eating or talking. The not talking wasn’t strange for you, but Okarun was worried he was making you uncomfortable with his own silence.

Okarun fiddled with an old candy wrapper in his lap, trying to figure out what to say to you. He was starting to think that maybe Momo was right - maybe keeping these pieces of paper was stupid. But as he looked down at the wrapper screaming Pineapple Punch at him, he couldn’t help but feel like they meant something. And he wanted to tell you. 

He wanted to tell you how he had never really cared for the color yellow, or even any of its flavors. He wanted to tell you how you changed that. Yellow changed from the color of caution to a hopeful hue. Yellow became your color; bright and warm and happy and beautiful. It was as attention grabbing as before, except now you had all of his. Even as he continued twirling the candy wrapper between his fingers, Okarun was glancing up at you. One of his stares met with yours and his eyes widened as he noticed you had something to say.

“Do you want another one? I have more and I know you like the yellow ones,” you smiled at him. Okarun froze as he realized he’d listed his wrapper up into your view by accident. If only you knew how much he likes the yellow ones. He simply nodded at you and held out his hands when you gestured for him to. What happened next sent Okarun into a fit of laughter.

You had revealed a plentiful pile of candies, all yellow, from your pockets and dumped them into his waiting hands. A few of the treats plopped onto the table due to not being able to fit in his palms. Okarun curled his hands up around the candy, even more falling out, and giggled. He chuckled and chortled at the sheer amount of exclusively yellow candy you’d just given him. You did know how much he liked the yellow ones. Once he’d finished his giggle-fit, Okarun looked back up at you and grinned at your confused face.

Without saying a word, he pulled out the countless yellow candy wrappers from his pockets and spread them across the table. At this, your face broke out into a smile, too. Not wanting to miss his chance, Okarun spoke first.

“I’ve kept these,” he started, face hurting from smiling, “because they remind me of you.” 

“I keep these because they make me think of you,” you mirrored his sentiment. Okarun smiled - he had never stopped - and slid one of the unopened candies over to you. He watched you pick it up and unwrap it, popping it in your mouth. He followed your action, grabbing and eating one himself.

“What flavor did you get?” He leaned over the table to peek. You straightened out the wrapper and held it up to him.

“Lemony Love,” you gaze at him past the wrapper. “You?”

“Same.”

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Hi! could I request some primary colour dividers? maybe bright yellow, green and blue ones? thank you! <3

hiii ~ of course you can sweetheart here u go 🫶🏼

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Do you write for Kuno (from Ranma)? He's a scoundrel but he's very much my type, there are no longer any writings for Ranma, imagine for him💔 (when to open🥺

i haven't written him yet BUT i think once i've finished the requests i have already, i can study up on him some more and get something out for you!

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ok guys!

finals had me in a headlock but i've escaped! alive! so i'm getting back to writing. thanks to everyone who's sent a request so farrrr

i think once i finish this batch i'm gonna post a prompt list that you guys can request from

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Greens: Ghosts

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I'm a big fan of comfort 😭, so I was wondering if I could request a Ranma and/or Ryoga x fem!reader dealing with her period, cramps and all.

Take care of yourself!

I'm doing headcanons since you wanted both and i couldn't pick, but you can ofc send in another req something longer!!! also - sorry, it's kind of short

Ranma

(Does he get periods in girl form????? Saying no for this one)

For sure teases you at first

Then gets serious when he sees how it’s affecting you

Immediately panics

Assuming he doesn’t get them himself, he’s filled with panic immediately

He runs around guessing what you want, not really stopping to ask

Pillow! Water! Movie! Book! Foot massage! On and on and on

Unintentionally ignores you when you tell him you just want to cuddle or something

He thinks you’re just downplaying the pain

If you grimace even a little he contemplates taking you to Dr. Tofu

He’s trying to help because he knows you’re in pain and hates that

But also is trying to make up for being a little insensitive at first

Every time he hears you groan from cramps he feels worse

Eventually he apologizes outright

He finally listens to you this time when you tell him to just come lay down with you

Ryoga

Takes it very seriously

Goes out on “missions” to get things you need, whether it be tea from the kitchen or medicine from the store

Naturally gets lost on any trip, but has extra motivation to find his way back quicker

Feels really bad when he realizes how long he’s been gone

Tells you stories while you’re resting

He listens very intently to what you tell him you need

But if it’s something simple he’ll definitely go overboard with helping

He’ll try to carry you around if you falter for even a second

Sees it as his duty to be your protector which, to him, means addressing every little thing

You adjust your head slightly? He’s going to buy new pillows, but in the mean time he’ll just fluff this one

You tell him your cramps hurt? He needs to personally apply the heating pad and massage your stomach

You cough while eating the soup he made (even though you’re not sick)? He’s going to spoon feed you himself.

Safe to say you have nothing to worry about with Ryoga around, except maybe suffocating

You tell him as such and he almost starts crying, thinking he’s hurting you

You explain what you mean and finally convince him to chill out

You end up asleep on his shoulder while watching a movie and he falls asleep soon after, proud of himself

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hiii:3, could please write dan-da-dan nsfw headcannos?:33

unfortunately, i'm not taking any nsfw requests right now. i should've said that earlier and i'm really sorry.

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idk if you watched the original anime but If You Have could i maybe request trying to calm ranma down when his phobia kicks in and he goes into cat mode? :3

Taking Turns

pairing: Ranma Saotome x gn!Reader

a/n: ok i did notttt watch the original but i did my research and hope this is ok. also everyone is very tired and that is the reason we'll say there is very little dialogue. enjoy and thanks for being my first request!

You stumble your way outside of the Tendo household, huffing and puffing the entire time. You plop down on the ground and lean defeated against the wall behind you. You take a moment to breathe, thinking through what plunged your morning into such chaos.

It was Shampoo. But, as mischievous she could be, this one truly was not her fault. Not completely at least. Maybe sneaking into the Tendo house for Ranma wasn’t the most moral thing, but it wasn’t her intent to essentially turn him into a cat. 

You had just washed your hands to get ready to have breakfast with Akane and her sisters after spending the night. The bathroom was missing a hand towel so you headed to the kitchen to dry your hands. On your way out, you were startled by Shampoo trying - and failing miserably - to sneak through the house. Alarmed, you flung your hands in front of you for some form of protection, slinging water at her in the process. By the time you realized it was Shampoo, she’d already turned into a cat and sped into the kitchen on her man-hunt. As usual, Ranma saw Shampoo and instantly reverted into cat form. 

Now, you are basking in the shortest of rests in between “shifts” of hunting for Rnama with Akane. He had mostly been scrambling around inside the house, only occasionally finding his way out into the yard. It made it easy to keep track of him, but you lament the havoc he was wreaking with the furniture and decor. 

Bzzt-bzzt! Bzzt-bzzt! The alarm for your break goes off on the phone lying next to you. As if she had been counting down the seconds - she probably had been - Akane almost immediately emerges from inside. She slumps down next to you and lets out a heavy sigh. Her right hand raises limply and gestures at the still open front door. Your turn.

You stand slowly, groaning the whole way up. You turn towards the door with a deep, deep sigh. Towards the still open front door. The front door is still open. The front door is open. At the same time as you process it, Ranma comes flying and howling through the door. He flies down the street, agile as the cat he thinks he is. 

You begin to stomp, turning your body towards Akane as you do. She glares up at your temper tantrum through the hand sprawled over her face. With her other hand, she simply taps the phone with her break timer now running. You sigh once more, spin out to face the world, and start your search for Ranma. 

You think it’s your turn for a break again, but you’re not sure. Your search for Ranma has led you so far from Akane and you doubt she would follow you out to swap places. You’ve found yourself in a park searching for your cat-boy (boy-cat?). You’re absolutely sure Ranma’s here, you just can’t spot him among all the people and foliage. 

“Ranma!” you attempt to call to him for the millionth time. It comes out more like a screech, though, your voice tired from previous shouts. Now that you think about it, your body is tired, too. Really tired. And that shady tree looks really comfy. You contemplate for a moment before ultimately deciding to settle down for a moment. It’s probably your break time and you’re in a park, anyway. Ranma will be fine. 

You trudge over to your perfect tree and slide down its trunk. You haven’t even gotten the chance to close your eyes before something disturbs you from above. You ignore it, too tired to even glance upwards. The sound comes again, this time accompanied by falling leaves. You whip your head up to the branches over your head. You expect to see some bird to shoo away from your claimed territory, but are instead faced with a perching Ranma. His head is tilted at you curiously, as though he couldn’t possibly understand why you were so exhausted. 

You’ve all but given up on him at this point. Besides, you won’t be of much use in chasing him down if you can barely crawl. You close your eyes and relax against the tree trunk again. You decide to ignore Ranma, fully anticipating that he’ll run off again. To your surprise, though, he leaps down from his branch and sits next to you. You observe him through one uninterested eye and consider it a small win of the day. 

You start to unwind - again - but are interrupted by Ranma - again. This time, he seems to have forgotten his very human size and he attempts to curl into your lap in a very cat-like manner. You falter for a moment before choosing to accept it like everything else today. You rearrange your legs to make a more comfortable space for him. Admittedly, having his warmth in your lap is comfortable to you too. Absent-mindedly, you begin to smooth your hands through his very soft hair. You don’t even realize when you begin to doze off. 

When you awake, you feel wonderful. Well-rested and surprisingly warm, you go to stand and get back to work on looking for Ranma. He surely escaped while you slept and Akane likely took her own catnap. Except you can’t stand up. Something is holding you down. Someone is holding you down. You’re wrapped up in a stranger's arms, you register with panic. 

You slowly turn your neck to face your captor, only to be faced with a beaming Ranma. You blink up owlishly at him. His smile grows impossibly brighter. 

“Are you…,” you start out, praying the whole cat debacle is done with. Ranma releases a laugh at your unfinished question, squeezing you tighter in the process.

“Yep! I’m me again. Human me.” 

“Okay,” you drawl out slowly. “And you’re holding me in this death grip because?” Ranma’s smile fades slightly and you start to feel a bit bad. You don’t know what to say to him, so you just lean back slightly into his hold. This seems to reassure him because he grasps you ever tighter and grins again.

“Well, y’know…” He sounds nervous. You lean in again. He holds you closer. “I just figured, after you babysat me all day, it was my turn to hold you.” Again, you’re at a loss for words. Afraid to discourage him again, you offer him one of your own tentative smiles. This is all he needs if the way he nuzzles into your neck from behind is anything to go by. 

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PATTERN BANNERS | galaxy 07.

( requested by → @beskarandblasters )

when i tell you that this is one of my fave colour sets i have ever done ahhhh. this set also has matching mdni and support (and an alternate pattern banner) hee hee.

colours : 001 / 002 / 003 / 004 / 005 / 006 / 007 / 008 / 009

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STAR LINE DIVIDERS | 001.

──────── ⵌ NEUTRALS ...

──────── ⵌ PASTELS ...

私はスター ✨ that’s all I’ll say about that song. love you, Megan. also kinda laughing cause I initially thought this song was 誰もがスター from Wish LOL

went with pastels this time instead of my usual rainbow ! I may release the rainbow version later :)

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HEYY!!

one question

do you have some rules or things you feel more confortable writing?? i want to request but i want yo make sure first if you have any specific things you wil not write

hi!! that's a great question i totally forgot about.

as of right now, i don't really want to write any nsfw or anything super graphic. other than that, i'll see what i find i'm comfortable with as i receive asks.

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taking requests for:

dandadan

ranma 1/2

literally whatever else, lmk and i'll try watching it

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Okarun had messed up. He knew that. But this was getting excessive. You guys were going against these schlong-stalking aliens and their stupid shrimp but it was starting to feel like he was your enemy.

Every time he treaded towards you in the water, you would swim in the opposite direction. You used Momo as an excuse, saying you wanted to be near her, but you were a terrible liar.

When Momo insisted you all get on Okarun's back, you were practically floating above him the whole time. He almost chalked it up to an aversion to touching skin on skin, but you stubbornly clung to Momo.

Once the whole ordeal was finished, you all found yourselves in the school nurse's office. Okarun tried to extend an olive branch, offering to help you find clothes in your size. But, again, you made the insane decision to avoid him against your better judgement. In his opinion, at least.

At this point, Okarun was really starting to get irritated. He spent several minutes listening to Momo's ticked off rant pushing him to apologize. But how was he supposed to explain if you wouldn't even look him in the eye?

So, he cornered you. Kind of.

You sigh as you reach for the handle of the door you were changing behind in the nurse's office, preparing to face Momo and the two lovebirds again. You don't really like the idea of them together, but if Aira's who Okarun's chosen, it's fine. You'll get over it. Eventually. For now, though, you're dead set on avoiding him.

You very quickly find out that Okarun is dead set on making that extremely difficult to do. As you step out in your borrows clothes, you're faced with the sight of a lone Okarun staring at you expectantly. You almost want to step backwards into the closet, but you've been trying to keep your evasion subtle.

You close the door behind you and stand there for a moment, suddenly feeling awkward. Your willpower could have you standing there across from him forever, but your legs don't have the same strength after today. Trying to make it look smooth, you stride over to the recovery couch.

Eternally persistent, Okarun moves from his chair to sit on the opposite end of the couch. You can't find it in you to spitefully move right now. Instead, you just clench the sheet under you and lean back on the wall behind you.

Okarun starts to talk. You let yourself listen, finally.

"What you saw with Miss Shiratori and I earlier is not what you think." You're tempted to get up and leave at his first words, peeved that he has the nerve to lie to you. But you'd promised Momo you'd give him a chance. And, if you're honest with yourself, you want to hear this. You don't want to believe they're really together.

"Ok," you state simply, giving Okarun the space to speak. You can tell he appreciates it, if his relieved sigh means anything.

"She came onto me. I guess she developed some weird crush on me after we helped save her. She ambushed me while I was outside-"

"But why were you avoiding me - I mean us during lunch? If you were so busy working, what were you doing outside?"

"..."

"Right." You stand up to leave, pace around, do something other than listen to Okarun lie to your face. His hand shoots out and latches on to your wrist. You glare down at him, only to be met with a pleading face. You are weak. You sit back down.

"I was training," Okarun mumbles so quietly you almost don't hear. But you do.

"Training for what? How to be someone's boyfriend?" You spit at him. You know you're being petty but he clearly thinks you're stupid.

Okarun groans loudly and throws himself back against the wall. "I was training...so I could be stronger. Like Miss Ayase's grandmother said. I have to be strong to..." He paused as if he was trying to find the right words. "To protect you." At this, he looked back at you.

"Okay." You were really stressing him out.

"Okay?"

"Okay. I believe you." Okarun beams. "But!" He deflates again. "I don't need you to protect me. What I need is for you to be honest with me. Okay?"

Okarun smiles so brightly you almost get angry at him all over again. "Okay!"

You two look at each other in silence before you hear a click. Both of your heads swing towards the door, which opens to reveal a smirking Momo.

"Are you two done with your little quarrel," she asks, mischievous eyes darting between you and Okarun.

"Yes," you both say in sync, though in completely different tones.

"Good! Now you can focus on your love for each other!" Momo starts to chuckle.

"WHAT!"

"Our What."

Momo's giggles quickly grow into cackles as she almost falls on the ground laughing. Behind her, Miko and Muko appear.

"Do you two know what's going on with her?" Okarun asks tentatively.

"Never do," sighs Miko as Muko shakes her head.

You simply sigh deeper into the couch, not noticing Okarun's adoring stare on your form.