#Ranma's such an idiot.

[mercyll]

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Ranma ½ [1992]

[clericalerror87]

Shout-out to all my trans masc friends who sympathize with the way characters question, doubt, and deny Ranma Saotome's manhood because of his physical characteristics.

[auraibeal]

Im going to start a dedicated ranma blog soon, but I just had to share this. in episode 6, ranma and akane are eating burgers. Ranma finishes 2 burgers, is starting on his third, then notices something. Akane just finished her first burger and started on her second, which was a double. This prompts ranma, in his dorky, stupid ranma way, to say, " Wow, you're hungry." He then, over the course of the scene, eats at least 2 more burgers. I love this little fucker.

[milkbreadtoast]

random but i resolved to post abt it every time i find a webtoon that I enjoy... and lately I've been having fun reading this one...

*rubs nose* heh... I do dabble in het from time to time... no but seriously it's a p straightforward lighthearted enemies to lovers romcom, not groundbreaking or anything yet im over here kicking my feet and giggling the main couple is SO cute to me... i luv them... I actually couldnt wait to find out what happens next so ive been slowly reading ahead in the kor whenever i have time and they're sooo cute😭😭 I also like the art style and costume design a lot!! it gives me like. a nostalgic 90s shoujo anime vibe tbh... w the puffy hair and babyfaces...

[ask-ranma-and-ryoga]

🎊 Happy New Year! 🎊

Here’s to another year of ARAR!

It’s a new year, with new arcs coming at ya real soon! (promise)

Send in some shiny new 2024 asks to the boys so we can continue to watch them rub their two collective brain cells together.

[toby-the-tomboy]

That’s it. That sums them up.

[rio-rakuen]

this is based off a tiktok audio floating around, but anyway lia is absolutely on board the ranaka ship-- she likes these two clowns

[dragonprincesalt]

Tsubasa Kurenai is so friggen scrunkly and this would be her header image.

[prettytoasty]

I’m on volume 26 of Ranma and this scene crushed my heart and soul 💔💔💔

The ending of this arc was sooo sweet tho 😭😭❤️❤️ One of my favs

[s4msatpat]

My aunt telling me she never really liked ryoga (valid cus she said he always destroyed rankane interaction) BUT DANG THAT HURTED MY HEART SO BAD CUS HE’S MY ULTIMATE FAVORITE RUMIKWORLD CHARACTER 😭😭😭🥹🥹🥹

He’s just so silly and stupid and funny and silly and stupid and funny and and and and hopeless and silly and-

[palabraasinnecesarias]

ranma/akane

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i had this doc titled under pining so yk what that means

It wasn’t that he was waiting for her; no, he’d never admit that. She was a grown woman able to take care of herself, or so she swore. Yet, past midnight, the pigtail-wearing man sat at their living room sofa while engulfing himself with mediocre entertainment that late-showing television offered. His bright blue eyes stared onto the screen as the low hum buzzed his ears; his mind stationed elsewhere. Akane was out on a date for that late evening, promising not to stay out too late, if she could prevent it. The teasing comment had fussed his mind mildly – it wasn’t like she knew.  

His emotions toward her were quiet ones and unknown, confusing more than not. He had known the round-cheeked young woman since the days of scraped knees and dirt under their fingernails. She was a wild child, adventurous and untamed – one that managed to keep up with his on-off antics most times. She’d teased back and stick her tongue out at him when he’d deserve it, somehow, staying by his side into middle school, and then high school.   

High school was when he had unintentionally noticed her soft features. The way her unnaturally large, smoky brown eyes had stayed unbalanced in proportion to her face. Her rosy, round cheeks hadn’t gone away, as well. She’d kept her angelic visage, as her soft, dark hair framed her face. But she never minded throwing a punch his way when he needed one. Ranma smirked at that thought. He had grown to care for her, slowly and gently and then suddenly all at once. Her tender smiles had transitioned into a dose he needed to witness most mornings along with the faint scent of her strawberry shampoo.  

Moving in together had been her suggestion when she learned he was in search of a roommate after finding a college upstate. At that time, she was unsure of what she wanted to do outside of high school, and maybe with him she’d figure something out. There wasn’t a ‘no’ from his side. He was unhesitant to take care of her when she needed so.  

The rattle of the doorknob interrupted his thoughts, allowing it a couple of seconds for it to open. When it didn’t, he stood and made his way towards it, opening it only to have her body slump onto the floor. She had rested her back against the outside of the door, never expecting Ranma to open it. She blinked her eyes up at him a few times before she tried to get up, “The room’s spinning...” she assured him, and he signed with irritation noting she was drunk. “And I forgot my key!” she said with frustration of her own.  

After giving up she laid on the tiled floor, not minding the cold burning against the skin of her legs due to her skirt’s length. “And I’m so clueless...” Her voice shook and he noticed her tremble on the floor, his cue to scoop her up, closing the door with his foot. She shook her head and then pressed it against his chest, curling herself, as if trying to mold into him.  

“What’s the matter with you?” His question was blunt and edgy; it didn’t bother her, as she had learned a long time ago that was who he was.  

She felt small inside his arms, and warm even though the night was filled with fresh breeze. Autumn was stabling itself and the nights were becoming colder with stronger winds. Her scent of fragrance was pleasant, not her usual body spray, excluding the hint of alcohol. She sobbed once and when she didn’t reply to his question he asked again.  

“Hey, tomboy, what’s up?” He placed her down where he was once sitting, dropping her gently only to have his tee tugged. He looked down at her, and she blinked innocently up at him. “Are you going to tell me or not?”  

“You’re going to laugh at me,” she said, peaking at his curiosity. With a cocked eyebrow he sat next to her, facing her as she settled herself with her back against the armrest.  

“Spill it already,” he commanded, and she groaned.  

“It’s embarrassing!”  

“With this state, who’s to say you’ll remember anything in the morning?”  

She wrinkled her nose at him, finding his comment distasteful. But if she didn’t vent with him, who would truly hear her out and give her honest advice as he’s shown to do for as long as she could remember, who would?  

“He’s gay!” And it wasn’t a bad thing – except when she was trying to date the man, it complicated the intentional-romance-relationship she intended to build.  

“That bandana-wearing guy?”  

“Yes!” She sniffed and rubbed her cheeks, “When I arrived, he was there with his boyfriend. Who was also wearing a headband by the way – do you think that’s a thing? They looked nice actually – “  

“How did you not know he was gay?”  

“I don’t know,” she swore, “I was at the bar, you know the one down the street? It was a weekday, and I thought maybe I’ll find someone not much of a freak during the week, more chill.” Akane brought her knees up and began untying her heels, “And he saved me from some guys that were bothering me,” she went on stretching her feet towards him, mindlessly resting them atop his thighs, “asked me if I wanted to take a drink with him, and I said yes.”  

“How is it that he said yes to you when asking him out?”  

The young woman was removing her earring-studs; reliving the moments in her mind flustered her with irritation, “I just said if he wanted to grab drinks another time. He said sure and that was the end of it.” She pulled her legs into crisscross under her, leaning forward with wide eyes staring at him, “I’m never going to find love,” she said in a sense of matter of fact.  

“With that creepy face, of course not. Stop it,” he replied, grabbing one of the sofa’s cushions and gently slapping her face with it. She let herself fall back letting a sound of desperation escape her dry throat.  

“You’ll never leave me, right?” Ranma heard her ask.  

He remained silent, observing her as she reached for the assaulting-cushion to comfort her head, repositioning herself so she’d be able to stare back into his light eyes. Her feet rubbed against the soft material of his sweatpants, in a comforting way, knowing the answer to her own question. He decided to look away, feeling oxygen-deprived, hoping it didn’t show in his face. His hands were becoming clammy, and he didn’t understand how a simple question managed to get him riled up.  

“You’re my only man, Ranma,” she mumbled, and his heart began to race against his chest, the sentence tugging at his heartstrings.  He knew the meaning behind those words held a different meaning than what he yearned for, still, that didn’t stop them from prodding at him.  

“Why you gotta say cheesy shit, tomboy?” And he knew her declaration derailed from her tipsy state. 

He heard her giggle shyly, the room becoming quiet once more. Her small feet stayed stationed on him, her short skirt only covering so much as her legs crossed. And then snoring sounds made their way at him.  He smiled for a second, managing to chuckle quietly, getting up and scooping her up in his arms. Her body quickly tugged into him, and he could only admire her angelic face with warm cheeks. He dared press his lips against her showing forehead, letting them sit against her skin for a few seconds before walking into her bedroom and setting her under covers.  

“Stupid,” he muttered so quietly to himself at realizing how lightweight his chest felt in knowing how sabotaged her date turned out. “She’s not yours,” he said lastly before lightly closing her door behind him.  

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Ranma ½ [1992]

[donotreleasemeintothewild]

¡Ranma y Ryoga! Estos dos tontos.

Entre nos, prefiero a Ranma. Por muchas razones.

Between us, I prefer Ranma. For many reasons.

[bipirate]

i love ryoga so much he's such a fucking idiot

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seeing cishet people not understand trans metaphors in media is kind of really frustrating