#ranclaire

[dailyclaire]

feeling self-indulgent this evening <3

[tea-of-destiny]

"don't do this to me" + ranclaire 👀

"I just don’t get it, Claire. Why does the story feel so wrong in my heart? After all this time?" -- She held his life in her hands long ago. It's only now that they've truly begun to understand what that means for them.

Wow, who knew that election stress would be good for my creative output? Haha... ha...

Still a work in progress, but you've waited long enough for an answer on this ^^" Hope you enjoy!

[gilded-7]

man thinking about ranlayclaire has given me a great idea for an UF au:

Clive, whilst researching everything he can about the professor in preparation to play the role of his apprentice, stumbles upon an article about one Randall Ascot, archaeology enthusiast and man of abundant wealth. He decides that Randall is an excellent candidate to kidnap into the future; having him would be a useful bargaining chip should things go wrong with the professor, and if nothing else his riches and status could prove useful to Clive’s plans.

What Clive doesn’t count on is Claire. Conducting her own investigation of Future London’s research facility, she stumbles upon Randall, a man she’s never met but knows all too well. She recognises him from the faded photographs that hung in Hershel’s flat, and from tipsy, late night conversations about the past, regret, and lost friends (read: loves).

Randall, who’d been biding his time whilst he thought up an escape plan, is more than happy to go with her - he may not know her in return but anyone close with Hershel is someone he could trust (it also helps that she seems to have a keen eye for puzzles). With his sharp mind, Randall is already wise to the fact that this Future London is not all that it seems, so the duo form an unlikely partnership to solve its mysteries.

The two form a strong bond, sharing in troubled pasts, even joking about their situations as the ‘undead lovers of Hershel Layton’. Randall’s heart aches for Claire knowing that she won’t get the same second chance at life he’d been given. He promises to do everything he can to help settle things so that she can return to her time knowing that the future is safer.

When the professor and the rest of the gang eventually meet up with the duo they are of course surprised to find that Randall is also in Future London. They don’t reveal everything they know for risk of jeopardising the investigation, cautious that ‘Future Luke’ is still accompanying them. Randall is somewhat surprised when Claire introduces herself as ‘Celeste’ however. He understands her wanting to avoid putting Hershel through any more pain, but encourages her to be honest with him so that they can enjoy their remaining time together. When they find the time to meet with the professor alone they reveal everything to him, and the three begin working on a plan to defeat both Dimitri and Clive, and ensure the safety of both Londons.

For the rest of their adventure together the three grow even closer. For the professor it’s a chance to reconnect with his two favourite people. In the case of Randall it’s the most time they’ve spent together since the events at Monte D’Or, and with the complicated feelings from the Masked Gentleman incident given time to heal they fall seamlessly back into their old friendship. Claire is the perfect addition to their dynamic; Hershel is of course already head over heels for her, and she and Randall get on like they’d been friends for years. He supposes it makes sense given their many similarities, both bold and confident, intelligent and inquisitive, shared terrible sense of humour and no, Hershel Layton does not have a type. He’s not sure what to make of what the three of them have, especially given the strange circumstances, but he knows it puts a warmth in his chest he’d been lacking for a while. If only they had more time to see what could happen.

When Claire’s inevitable departure finally arrives it happens much the same, though this time an additional heart is broken in the fallout. Randall, much like Hershel, had grown to love Claire deeply and had cherished the time they’d all spent together, however brief and unusual it was. She kisses each of them in turn before joining their hands, happy that the future is secure and that her boys will have each other. As she walks away, Hershel cradles his top hat to his chest with a pained smile and tears in his eyes. Randall simply stays there beside him, clinging tightly to the hand still entwined with his.

[alto-tenure]

Ranclaire (or ranlayclaire!! 🥺) for the ship ask game?

they may have never met but the parallels are there enough for it to make sense. anyways anyone can send me more of these I want to fill this graph up

[theriveroflight]

🍄,🧸, and/or 🧩 for the truth or dare writer's asks?

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

um. head empty no thoughts uhhhhhhh

without anyone else with them, a Randall-Claire only household is kind of a disaster zone to be in -- they both tend to get absorbed into things and forget about necessities like "cleaning"

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

see if I follow you first and then follow me back, haha -- I don't follow back super often, and it can take ages for that to happen if it ever does

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

spelling the name of a major character wrong consistently. it's okay to have a typo still in there, but if you're consistently misspelling a major character's name then it doesn't bode well for the work's quality

[bepepper]

ランクレールは口コミで人気のクレンジング。ランクレールで実感しやすい効果についてご紹介中

[protagsilly]

BSD SPOILERS

so yall fw ranclair (ranpo x sinclair)

[manybcdthings]

Felix nodded, somehow managing the movement to be deliberate despite the sheepish smile over his expression. "Yeah, definitely. I don't have plans. Nothing important." he replied, using his phone for a more honest reason to set the reminder. "Even if there was, this is more important. He's a...what word does Gen Belcourt say for everyone? Sweetiepop." Felix laughed, but he had made up his mind. This was more important. It always had been, and he wondered why it had taken him so long to realize. He was a bigger hypocrite than he thought, swearing blind that his family never nurtured anything and hating them for it. Meanwhile, too caught up in his own happenings to even put his money where his mouth was. "It'll be good, and they say fresh air is supposed to be good for us too...apparently." he grinned, unable to control the constant scramble for levity.

Despite the lapse in his words, where Felix showed his typical genealogy of making statements and demands as if they were laws to be followed, he appreciated Thea's response. Like a slight forgiveness given, as if she knew it wasn't really him. Or, what he wanted to be. He offered a small nod, managing an easier smile. "He might be the revolutionary Ranclair, right? Breaks the mold." he hoped, and not just to see his family's empire fall but for Henrik's sake. Felix hadn't realized, until this bizarre moment where he was forced to stop and think about it all, that hope was a reoccurring theme. In suddenly everything. Slowly, it was making sense why people had children, and he could roll his eyes at the vision of his past self calling parents selfish for bringing more lives into doom. "I think whatever he does, he's going to be good at it. Probably better than good, realistically." Felix added with a slight shrug, speaking somewhat statistically but also with a tinge of optimism. "But, can I make one more joke? I'd disown him if he got into performance art."

There was a slight reaction from Felix where he was ready to help clear the table, but Thea beat him to it, meaning he had no other option but to decline with another shake of his head. "I'm good. Everything tastes like cardboard to me lately." he admitted, but that was the cocaine and nothing to do with anything else. A mischievous grin was stuck to his face as he witnessed Thea's moment of realization, and Felix shrugged in a faux innocence. "Maybe! Maybe that was because of me, I can't say. No one can say." he laughed about his brother's card. "I doubt he ever told you about the hot air balloon thing, right?" he grinned. "He was in Sweden, I'm going back a lot of years, I was about to start college and I must have got into his calendar...somehow. That part genuinely was innocent, I swear. But he, you know what he's like, breaks everything down into routines so I saw how he had this whole itinerary for a first date with someone. And so, being nice, I scheduled like...a flower arch, and photographer and a hot air balloon ride. I had no idea whatsoever it would look like he was planning to propose on a first date."

The bell gave a good indicator that it was time to leave, and there was a flash of a thought in Felix's mind. That he wanted to at least see Henrik properly, and Thea's words followed through the air as if she had read his mind. "I don't want to impose or anything so, only if you're sure." he nodded to her, already moving from his seat. Was he feeling excitement to see his nephew? And if so, what was it Oskar felt when he saw Henrik? Surely it was something more intense, so why was it so easy for him to never find the time to feel that? "Is he too young for some Dostoevsky? I don't think love and death and everything in between is too heavy for a four year old, right?"

Thea's smile grows a bit and she gives a little nod. "Great...I'd like that too." She admits, having not considered spending much time with Henrik and his uncle before. Mostly because she knows Felix is having a hard time, but she doesn't have the words to help. She's never experienced what he's dealing with, and to assume she has the answer would be arrogant at best. But maybe spending time with Henrik and Felix is a way that she can help. "I don't think anyone would call, but I'm happy to go with you. There's a few parks in the neighborhood. My dad wants to take him to a museum this weekend...but we can plan for playground next? If you're free." She can't deny the slight stir of excitement at seeing Henrik's face when they both go with him. She wonders if Oskar ever has the doubts she does, or if that's the luxury of being a father? Never wondering if you're doing it wrong. And if that’s the curse of being a mother? Always concerned you're fucking up your kid.

She shakes her head. "It was funny," Thea replies with a slight twitch of her lip. "And I'd rather he go into science. But I guess...that's up to him eventually." The witch shrugs, considering how she'd followed in her parents' path, but Henrik has two to pick from. More, with other family members scattered across industries. Ultimately, she won't be able to decide for him. In a way, it's a relief. "What do they say? You can lead a horse to water...not that I'm comparing my son to a horse." Thea laughs out, waving a hand. "Just...well, who can see the future is all. He might be as stubborn as all of us combined and do something else entirely.” Sometimes, she hopes he is. That he'll stand firm despite the strong opinions that will surely come his way.

Thea stands to clear her food, packing up leftovers. "You sure you don't want to eat?" She asks, placing her utensils in the sink and pouring more wine into both of their glasses. "Hey, I'm sure between our families, someone has their number. But we should just craigslist a teacher," she grins. "I'm sure Oskar will appreciate the effort anyway." Though she's sure the opposite is true. But she's wiling to think positively for the moment, riding the wave of amusement as Felix explains the credit cards. "You're the reason he'd do that!" Thea exclaims with a laugh, pointing at him. "I just thought he was OCD. I mean, obviously, but, you know, just really big on cyber security." She chuckles, taking a sip. "I guess he was. But you're just the culprit. I won't say anything. Swear it." Comes the affirmation once more before she snickers at the suggestion. "I think he'd like that even more. Brother bonding and father-son bonding. Doesn't get much more Hallmark."

She finishes just as the ring doorbell chimes. "Oh, that'll be them," Thea informs before glancing at her ex-brother-in-law. "Do you...would you like to, you know, stick around before he goes to bed?" She asks before Henrik gets in, in case Felix's time has run out. She doesn't want to disappoint her son, but she also doesn't want to impose on Felix's time, knowing that the whim of stopping by might have already run it's course over the past half hour. "We usually build and read some books before he gets ready." It's an invitation, but not an expectation. Maybe it's closer to a hope than anything, but she's not sure. Mostly because she's learned to let go of those where Ranströms are concerned.

[stormflute]

(Hershel left a fully cooked meal in the fridge)

[anothertastelesstetrahedron]

“Claire?” 

Something part of my version of a Professor Ascot AU (which I should could have named the sad RanClaire AU ig) Also totally not an excuse to draw Claire ❤️ It’s fun to come up with stuff for this AU. But it does make me sad that Layton and Claire never get to meet here 💔 Also Claire still dies... I should try to think of an AU where she actually survives. 

Played around with a bunch of things while doing the BG and I gave Claire a glow since her lineart turned out so thin, and I didn’t want to draw it again. In the end I drew it again, because it didn’t work lol Kept the glow, because I liked it. Maybe Claire just glows for Randall? Who knows

And this time I also didn’t forget to give Randall freckles hahaha I should stop giving all my faves freckles 

[dailyclaire]

shout-out to my ranclaire mutuals and my ranclaire non-mutuals (you know who you are) I just don't follow people back often

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[tea-of-destiny]

this was my worst love, you'll be the first to go and when she leaves you for dead, you'll be the last to know

Things the world needs more of:

Professor Layton vs Masked Gentleman swordfight

Claire as the protagonist

Randall/Claire angst

Luckily, I've combined all three here :)

A scene from my Professor!Claire AU.

[dailyclaire]

the real reason the secondary school Claire design exists:

[dailyclaire]

ranclaire d2 🥺

I sent this ask to myself so I wouldn't forget to draw it. Thanks, past me!

[dailyclaire]

these two losers will be lying together like this in a semi-secluded area and expect people not to believe they're not together 🙄

[dailyclaire]

au loredump under the cut <3

Claire and Randall manage to push each other's buttons in a way that no one else quite manages to. Randall has an interest in Claire -- not immediately romantic, but more like...Claire is the least boring thing that's happened to him, and Randall to Claire is the only person who can really match her. He's annoying, sure, but she can make him just as annoyed. I think at first Angela and Randall are dating, but Angela gets progressively more sidelined and progressively more fed up with that. Randall...takes longer to get a clue about his feelings for Claire because of that, and Claire is more willing to admit to herself that she is attracted to him but also really really keeps her feelings repressed. Unconscious vs conscious repression. There's also a point not long before they get together where the tension just kind of leaks from all of their interactions, but I still think in the early days of their relationship they try to keep it a secret just for the novelty -- sneaking around. The most obvious sign is the shift in the type of tension between them lol