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@ashrifts replied to your post “Anonymous said: Then Hanma is it good saying that...”:

ran voice anon get better taste

" I'm not even disagreeing but I do find it hilarious you felt the need to comment. Jealous or something? "

[sanoism]

When there’s no present money could not already buy during the rest of the year, Christmas is little else than an excuse to throw a party, caring less for the meaning behind the holiday and more for the celebration itself… and an excuse to play a prank on his coworkers. 

“There.” From where Ran and Mikey sit close together and away from the other executives, Ran’s finger points at a specific place: on the hinge of the open door leading to the balcony, where Rindou and Takeomi are talking about something unintelligible from the music playing loud enough to drown their voices. Directly above them hangs a mistletoe that would’ve been innocent if not for the strategic way it’d been placed the night before by none other than Ran himself, just like the rest of the hidden, but not overtly obvious, mistletoes all around the room.

He grins knowingly at Mikey, then points at the other end of the room, where Mocchi had been quicker to notice the little red pest over his and Koko’s heads, judging by the way his mouth pulls back into a full scowl. He looks around, looking for the culprit no doubt (there’s no such thing as a coincidence with these people), so Ran ducks his head into Mikey’s shoulder to hide his chuckle.

“Who do you think will cave in first? Maybe if we apply a bit of peer pressure… Tradition is tradition, after all.”

(And if Mikey chooses to look up, he'll see another mistletoe hanging above their own heads tooㅤ──ㅤno such thing as a coincidence, indeed.)

Curious dark eyes follow the direction Ran points to as he sees the mistletoe hanging oh so innocently above the unsuspecting pairs. A sharp exhale of air is all that betrays his humored mood, easy to miss to one who knew him less. Luckily, the witness today is far more familiar then then the common man.

Mikey plays with the strands of hair close to Ran's nape as he indulges in his husband's chuckles against his shoulder. It's therapeutic almost as he smooths it, leaning closer to Ran's ear, Mikey whispers to keep their secret even as the music conspired alongside the duo of this dastardly deed.

" Takeomi might do anything if he's drunk enough, but I think Koko would want to get us off his back first. " He wonders, is there a little gift above them as well. Glancing upwards, there hangs innocently exactly what he suspected. Cupping Ran's face he places three successive kisses upon his lips, one for each mistletoe. Maybe it's a little twist on tradition, but who will object?

" ─ but I guess I lost first this time. " contrary to his words, he feels quite certain he's won.

[kyukicho]

@ashrifts asked: "Be honest, how can I make you happy?" bonten kaku and ran :)

send me "be honest..." with a question and they'll answer truthfully. | Accepting

It's there, it's on the tip of his tongue. 'What makes you think I'm not happy?' But voice gives out whenever he takes a breath. Tongue and teeth and vocal chords betray everything he wants to say. Because why? Because it's not honest. It's a question with too complicated an answer that both of them already knew by heart. He hadn't been truly happy since he survived.

Kakucho lowered his head. Dark strands brushing temples. He had grown out his hair to suit Ran's taste. It was what Izana would have wanted too. He knew that deep down. Hoping to please them both, because what was he if not pleasing those he held most dear? What was left of him?

"Give me purpose." He breathily spoke, raising his head to look at Ran directly. Dual toned eyes pleading in silent thoughts. They shimmered briefly before he straightened up with a weak smile. "I know you're not him. But let me devote myself to you in other ways. Let me love you Ran. Because of who you are and what you mean to me. You saved me, don't leave me when I need you most."

[zokus]

since nahoya wants a ran plush SOOOOOOO badly it makes him look stupid here he is

thank you.

[ofsavior]

like... y'know, nyah

Chifuyu vc; you know… like nyah!

I’ve been blessed! Thank you 🥺 This is how he talks to Peke J on the regular.

@ashrifts

[ashvalle]

a gift for rindou ❤️

Oh! It's Ran plush.

The smaller , but much more mischievous ( if that was even possible ) version of his brother. He hadn't seen this mysterious rascal in quite a while and had assumed he had ran off to conquer some plush territory that was beyond what human beings were allowed to know. Kneeling down and scoops up the nui , and places him on his shoulder.

" Did you eat yet ? " he asks , taking out a plushie dessert specifically for this situation and putting it in his hands. ( If Ran was eating , he couldn't cause trouble. )

" See mini me lately ? Are you bullying him too much ? "

" Bring him around sometimes , I'll play some music for us. "

[jugoya]

Tonight’s surprise had been a team effort, and teamwork is a difficult thing to achieve for a group of delinquents who used to compete for leadership before getting beaten down into obedience. Even so, as all things concerning Izana, they had come together in cooperation to keep him busy for the entirety of the day while Ran enlisted Rindou’s help to sneak into Izana’s place while he was gone. It wouldn’t be their first time breaking into someone’s house, but they’d had the decency to use Kakucho’s spare key instead of knocking down the door today — but putting together the new aquarium tank Ran bought earlier that month had been another issue entirely. They had the brute strength to spare, but the tight schedule produced more errors than Ran would have liked, and by the time it was fully assembled, he had narrowly escaped death via giant broken glass shards at least three times. 

It was worth it, though. Ran knew admittedly very little about fish and about their care even less, but he’d done a good deal of reading online reviews to decide which tank to purchase. Throwing away money for Izana was no problem; he does it occasionally the moment he sees a jacket he thinks would suit him, or a necklace he believes would bring out the color of his eyes, but fashion is Ran’s expertise. Fish…are very much not. Izana’s are pretty, but they look more like accessories than pets to him, so it’s not like he can just buy them a toy for them to play fetch with. 

The old tank had been carefully moved to give place for the new one, which now is big enough to cover most of the wall. The stand supporting it had drawers to keep their food and the tools to clean it, but Ran’s favorite thing, of course, had been his very own personal touch: the decorations inside. Once the gravel and filters had been put in place, the ample new space had allowed for him to indulge in making things look beautiful. Among them were moss rocks, driftwood and ocean-floor grass for the natural look, bright pink and blue corals for the pop of color, a little gazebo for the fish to swim through — and a personal touch of an artificial orchid branch he’d secured down with a cheeky grin.

As they check the led lights aren’t too bright, Ran hears the rattling of the front door opening and immediately pushes Rindou into the kitchen to get dinner ready. Clearing his throat, he tries to appear as casual as possible leaning against the tank, running his fingers through his hair like he hadn’t spent hours today putting together an aquarium for the first time ever. 

“Welcome back, birthday boy,” he greets nonchalantly, even if his traitorous heart almost jumped out of his chest just moments prior. He is not nervous, he very rarely is...but he might be a little eager to see how his gift is received, and he keeps sneaking glances at Izana's face like a dog asking for a treat.

Izana had not known what to expect for his birthday. 

There was a time in his youth where he would tell everyone within earshot of his ‘special’ day , as if he could garner enough attention to transform it into a national holiday. He had since learned the birthday of a boy without family was just another day to the rest of the world. It was so that Izana rarely advertised it anymore. The only one who should have known was Kakucho , but it had caught the wind and spread like wildfire until all the Tenjiku’s Heavenly Kings and Executives were buzzing. How they managed to keep him in the dark about their plans were a little concerning , but for today... he’ll allow it.

He’s dragged to and fro , delivered from member to member , event to event  — and even Izana has to admit it’s fun. From Rindou’s live DJ battle to Shion’s overbearing chauffeur-ing , there’s little time to think , though he does briefly wonder when the older Haitani will make his presence known. He tries to squeeze it out of Rindou , but by the time he has a chance to the boy had already disappeared. 

When he finally escapes form Tenjiku , he makes his way back home. There is a slight annoyed tick in the back of his mind , but he squashes it quickly thinking it’s foolish to expect every member to celebrate with him ( even if he had been the one to give Ran a gift first , despite their first meeting being characterized by a promise of bludgeoning ) He’s not bitter or anything , and he’s certainly not brooding. Izana just thinks Ran is going to be rather bitter when he rubs in what a marvelous time he had with everyone else.

Oh , but he should have known. Haitani Ran never does things by halves , and he can never resist a display of showmanship. He sees the bright color of Rindou’s hair disappear in the kitchen , and what has transpired here is suddenly crystal clear. Before him is a beautiful rimless tank , decorated in a naturalistic fashion , yet still with a flair distinctly Ran. That is , a beauty that cannot be imitated. The artificial orchid branch does not escape his eyes , and he knows it’s as purposeful as the distractions littered throughout the day. 

His heart stutters a fond beat , and he brings his face closer to see it in its entirety , lips tilting upwards with sincerity. When he is at last content at taking in the new sight he directs his attention towards the man he knows had a key role in making all this possible.“ I believe Kakucho has given me a mont blanc to take home , care to share it with me ? ”

Reaching towards the heavenly king , Izana smooths the strands just ever so slightly out of place. Izana likes this look on his face , eager and nervous. Leaning in his whispers , “ This may have been a group effort , but when I see this , I’ll think only of you. Thank you , I love it. ”

[captivemuses]

        “You’re doing some damn good work right now. This is way better than sitting at home when Tetta’s out.”

@ashrifts​