#ranshin

[tasnmm]

yayyyy shinran detective outfits :3

timelapse of me struggling for 12 hours

[fridaraph]

everytime he become her human shield

[pinktie]

You know, come to think of it, Kaito and Ran have some similarities.

They were both forced to grow up fast due to the decision of their parents. For Kaito, his father faked his death. For Ran, her parents divorced.

They both turn their interest into their strengths. Ran's skill in Karate has helped her many times in dangerous situations, and so did Kaito with his magic skills.

They love their parents. Kaito would do anything as long as it is for his folks. He's doing heists as a way to follow his father's footsteps and to avenge him. Ran is still holding onto hope that her parents will get back together. She stays with her father to take care of him.

It seems that their parents are their vulnerable spots.

But they were also neglected by said people. Despite their independence, deep down, they wish that their life could go back to how it was. Back to the family they once had.

[apicturespeaks]

Shogun's Shadow, Yasuo Furuhata

[generaterandom]

I think you all deserve to know

[arrixlive]

!!RANT!!

Am i the only one that’s getting tired and annoyed with the show Detective Conan?? Bc it’s been getting on my nerves for like the past few months now, and I’m just so fucking done with it.

1) First of all, the show has been going on for almost 30 years now (keyword almost actually 28 i think) and it’s only been a few months in the series (even tho there are over 1100 episodes which actually means that almost every episode is a day, taking off 2parters and collected episodes, also excluding the movies. Which means it’s technically been around 2 years and/or more)

2) The relationships are starting to get on my nerves as well platonic/romantic and just the complex relationships between side characters and/or Rivals, Like Kaito Kid & Conan. The romantic relationship between Ran and Schinichi is starting to feel absolutely creepy, useless and boring, especially considering Conan is Kinda her brother now, Ran loves Conan as her little brother, while he is technically her boyfriend (see how that is kinda off putting😃)

(i can make an intire post on the Ranshin relationship another time, if people want my opinion)

The characters that suddenly come in and all just start hounding on Conan/Shinichi is also getting really fucking annoying, it’s like it’s starting to turn into a harem but only for… fans…?? Does that make sense? Bc we know Canon is ShinRan but the creator is starting to put A LOT of Coai into the movies and series, and I’m like.. dude… I have no issues with shipping different characters, but that the creator is putting it INTO THE literal anime is kinda annoying, it’s like he’s creating Drama and love triangles on purpose, even tho the anime had NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT??

(Haibara, Sera, Ran, Ayumi and another girl, forgot her name tho. All these characters have interest in schinichi/Coan)

It’s just annoying how Gosho keeps ruining duos and relationships. Like i love the the Kaito kid episodes with Conan, they’re just my favorite, but Gosho pretty much just added Amuro into the loop for no reason?!? Like i just don’t like Amuro (never did, but i didn’t go out of my way to ignore him, he’s important to the story) but adding him into a Rivalry that’s been going on for so long, and has its own special ring to it and special rules between two people with a double life, that only trust each other, when their life depends on it, it just ruined my intire love and experience for the episode.

3)The end?? I literally cannot see a good ending to this show. The only reasonable answer, in my opinion would be: Conan moves back to America and pretty much just loses contact with the others, or he died (doesn’t add up in the end either) and everyone forgets him over time, so schinichi can come back. There literally is no good ending to this show, even if people figured out Conan was schinichi (in fact i think that is the worst ending)

I should probably explain more but I’m kinda in a rush and I’m probably gonna edit this slightly later, but this is already long so if ya have any questions I’ll try to answer and make a post about it, to be more clear

[2015mai24]

NIGHTMARE tours Europe in 2025 for “The WORLD TOUR Kyokutou Ranshin Tengoku”

[dio-florian]

What I draw!

First let me yer, I'm a beginner artist so my anatomy.... Cacadodo (I don't wanna talk about it..."

I mostly draw OCs that are fandoms.... Like my TWST OC, Ranshin!

I might or might post about him... Depends, for now (and I might make a pole for his voice Claim)

What I do/will draw!

I draw anime, that are not weird (MORI!!!😡) not characters like him.

Porn/R34.... When my anatomy is good, for now I'll just write them.

I don't know anything else.

What I don't draw!

Rape, sa, pedophile, BAD STUFF IN GEN!

Introductions! (Original post)

[thegreenrabbit]

Ash and Light

The blinding wash of bright white burned. From the scarlet darkness of the Forge to this wasteland of light had his eyes stinging and tearing. The next assault on his senses was the smell… he bit back the panic building in his chest, blinking, needing to see where he was.

Finally the sting mellowed into a dull ache, and Gawain could properly see. The panic that rose gently ebbed, as his vision assured him the smell of ash was not fresh. Of course it was not. There was no bite of embers, no crackle of fire, no heat. Just the smell that rested at the bottom of his throat.

He struggled to sit up. His arms shook, weakened, and he was unsteady as he grabbed the rock nearby to hoist himself to his feet. He looked over and beyond and saw a great expanse of… nothing at all. An endless sea of shifting ash, dark rocks cutting into the horizon, shattering the image. “... The Burn…” he murmured. A place he had studied, but never expected - or wanted - to see.

A trill came from above, and Gawain looked to see the star bird, watching with her beady eyes. Waiting, and expecting, as always. 

“Do not look at me like that, Lapis. And do not tell your sister… I do not have the strength to keep the link closed, but she mustn’t worry. Would that you keep this private.” The star bird tilted her head, and swooped down, alighting gently on his shoulder. A touch that never hurt.

—

The dead silence is what finally woke him. He had slept first - he did not have the strength to do more than set the bag tossed in the last moment against a rock, nestled away from sight just in case, to be his pillow, never mind trying to figure out where to go. The star bird had kept watch. And faithfully she did. He could have slept for another hour - day - week - if the silence of this dead place had not dragged the little energy he had accumulated into a throbbing awareness of - well, nothing. And that was the issue. The only sound in this place was the beating of his heart, rapid and irregular.

—

It was hard to tell time. As long as the sun was over the horizon, the world was an expanse of white nothing, all bright and the same. Ash covered him, making him pale and dim. He did not care. He could not care. What cared was a moment away from Doom at a whim. So he marched on. 

“This sucks.” He said out loud to no one. No, not to no one. To the star bird that flew overhead.

—

The food that was packed was too salty, too cheesy, too rich. He did not know how much to eat to get the nutrients needed - the units of food were not neatly prepared for intake, he had to guess. And so he was afraid of overeating. He took less and less, not sure of how long it would take him to find the path out. Just enough to keep him upright, but the ache in his head would not go away.

While the food situation challenged him, he was not terribly worried. Gawain had spent much time navigating many environments for his contracts, and was relatively used to these conditions. The pack had all the basics and more for the primary needs. He had been exposed to more than one mission that left him without food for days, that meager portions of fruit, cheese, and trail mix would be fine. 

Then again… he thought, as his head throbbed in pain, and he stumbled as his legs trembled, he had been with Ranshin those times. Why was he so parched now?

—

Gawain crested the overlook, breathing heavily. Another cough ripped from his throat, but he remained focused, his eyes taking in… he did not know what. An obstruction on the horizon, made of sharp edges and ash… ash, ash, ash, everywhere. He settled his hands on his hips and furrowed his brow trying to make sense of it. 

A dim shock hit him. Ribcage.

He looked onto the sight for a long time in awe. Only when a groan of hunger broke the silence, did he begin the long descent down the cliff.

—

It was far too late by the time he noticed this one.

He was resting - again - finding himself struggling to go more than an hour before needing to come to slow down. The taste of ash was at all times mingled with copper. His head ached and his mouth was beyond parched - absolutely every ounce of his willpower was used to not over drink water. During the night (which night? The second? Third?) he had finally oriented himself well enough to know how far it was to the nearest civilization as he knew. While there could be another on the way, he rationed for the worst case. 

As he mulled over these thoughts, schooling them to stay on task and not slip into white noise, the sound of tumbling stone split through the sound of his rapid pulse. The star bird that had been scouting for him tirelessly spread her wings in surprise, as her perception faltered to the exhaustion overtaking her.

Gawain stood quickly. The world around him spun. He grabbed the pack and leapt, ashen and bloodied fingers pulling him up the rockface. He had seen the safe outcropping above that would place him above any burrowing enemies but he had been too weary to climb, trusting the silence in error. Sharp rocks dug into his hands. The world began to shake as the threat drew near. He tightened his grip, the star bird crying out. Rock and ash sprinkled from above, and his chest tightened in agony as he fought to hold in a cough. 

He could not. It ripped from him, metal filling his mouth. The weakness in his arms gave in and he fell to the earth with a thud. He rolled over just in time to see it - needle like limbs covered in white crystal, pincers snipping the air. Looming above a single stinger of white crystal glinted in the overwhelming light. 

He laughed. He could not help it. It tasted of bitterness, a smile like a knife breaking across his face. He had avoided the desmans. The coblyns. Even the giant worms. But it would be the scorpion he could not avoid. Of course, of course. 

He thought of the linkpearl, neatly tucked into his chest pocket, shimmering red. And he knew he would be found reduced to ash before he would say Mercy.

“Lord of the Inferno. Known to this land as Ifrit. Master of Hellfire and Smoke. Pray, lend me your strength. The weight of your twisted horns will scorch the heavens, this burden I will bear.” He pressed his hand to the now open grimoire. The blood of his scraped hands mixed with the ink, that crawled up his arms in dark veins. “... J’kobi…” The word was a sigh. “Do not take the last of my strength.” The scorpion raised its stinger. “Enshin, Inferno Soul - Ifrit Cloak!” made of fire, he rushed the creature.

—

—

—

One hand forward. The other hand. Bring forward his right leg, place the knee. Draw forward the other leg, place the knee. Again. Again.

He gripped the edge of the overlook, and pulled himself up the incline, all but crawling. He gazed out and a long sigh escaped him, followed by a cough. The large blue crystal floated, spinning in a lazy circle, the small town crowded around it like a moth to a lantern. An aetheryte. He had survived. 

[filmkareleri]

Shogun's Shadow (Shôgun lemitsu no ranshin-Gekitotsu) // 1989

This one is more of a western than a standard samurai flick. It's a road movie with colourful characters. The film stocks from late '80's Japan are marvellous and the film uses a lot of scenic shots so the cinematography is pretty. Here, Sonny Chiba sports a fine moustache and that's why I was initially curious about this film. The soundtrack is very cheesy. Lot's of '80's guitar riffs. There are also a few badly aged/hard to take FX shots. A nice watch, if you're interested in samurai flicks.

[wiiildrose-mixtapes]

Mixtape: Cyclone

A mixtape based on the "Cyclone" trilogy. I don't know if there will be any other albums by this name so for now I don't know if this is the official mixtape. 01. nonfiction ~Akuma ga Sumu Wakusei~ 02. Hibari 03. Onyx 04. scale ~Henho Tanchou no Love Letter~ 05. Tobiuo 06. INTERNET OVERDOSE 07. Miko Miko Nurse･Ai no Theme -Cotton Challenge Version- 08. Tako Desu yo? 09. ･HACHI･=Flunky puppy "Eight" 10. Sakura Mai Ranshin*Iroha Uta 11. Viking no Gyakushuu 12. Happy Lucky☆Vegeta Boy 13. Fukigen na Ningyo 14. effacer 15. Sign of Suspicion 16. Natsukoi 17. Opal 18. Minazuki no Koi ~mimetic memory~

[fridaraph]

Happy Birthday My Angel , please always happiness ~ ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ"

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誕生日おめでとう!

生日快乐吖宝宝～

[dailytmusic]

2023-12-02 sat

Hiromitsu Kitayama「乱心-RANSHIN-」

https://tobe-official.jp/artists/hiromitsukitayama

[spacelion-loveshermulletson]

Ran: I know you and Shinichi snuck out last night, Kaito.

Shinichi, mouthing from behind Ran: Play dumb!

Kaito: ....Who's Kaito?

Shinichi: Not that dumb!

[dvdcships]

a little Shinran image, possible background..