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hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3
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β Ran Haitani in a relationship HCS α‘£π©
He seems like the type who, at least at school, has always been successful with girls. He loves to please himself but has never been interested in a relationship. Then he met you and changed his point of view slightly
Many headcanons see him as someone who cheats, but to me (at least before Bonten) he's someone who wouldn't even remotely imagine cheating. If he really doesn't feel anything anymore, he prefers to leave. So no, no cheating with him
His way of showing you that he cares is by teasing you. Any time is a good time to whisper something in your ear or put yourself in "strange" positions. He loves seeing you panicked and red-cheeked
He loves walking around Roppongi hand in hand with you. The surprised look of his subordinates when they see him with such a beautiful girl is priceless for him. He will often put his arm around your shoulder or give you a kiss just to see how jealous they are
He will hardly find a partner shorter than himself. So get ready for height jokes because when you want to kiss him, even if you stand on tiptoe, you won't get to his face. He uses this excuse to pick you up, he love to pick you up by your thighs and lift you up while you hold yourself up by placing your hands on his shoulders or around his neck
His brother is important to him and always will be, so he will force you to like each other. It often happens that you go out and Rindou joins you
At school you are a bit feared by students who are part of other gangs. Ever since they saw you at the exit of school running towards Ran and kissing him, they understood that if they don't want to find themselves massacred they have to stay away from you
It's not something you do often, but you like to trace the lines of his tattoo on his chest with your fingers: it happens when you're at the beach or Ran is simply has hot and wants to be shirtless. If you like it, imagine how crazy this thing drives your boyfriend
Speaking of tattoos, he'd love to have something matchate with you. Since he has one (and in the future two) matched with his brother, sooner or later he would ask you to have one with you. Maybe something related to your back or neck
He's let you do makeup on his face a few times, and he's found that eyeliner doesn't look bad on him. He would learn to do it but he makes a mistake on purpose when you're together so you can do it again. It's a chance to hold you closer to him and squeeze your hips while you tell him to stop
hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3
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β Ran Haitani in a relationship HCS α‘£π©
He seems like the type who, at least at school, has always been successful with girls. He loves to please himself but has never been interested in a relationship. Then he met you and changed his point of view slightly
Many headcanons see him as someone who cheats, but to me (at least before Bonten) he's someone who wouldn't even remotely imagine cheating. If he really doesn't feel anything anymore, he prefers to leave. So no, no cheating with him
His way of showing you that he cares is by teasing you. Any time is a good time to whisper something in your ear or put yourself in "strange" positions. He loves seeing you panicked and red-cheeked
He loves walking around Roppongi hand in hand with you. The surprised look of his subordinates when they see him with such a beautiful girl is priceless for him. He will often put his arm around your shoulder or give you a kiss just to see how jealous they are
He will hardly find a partner shorter than himself. So get ready for height jokes because when you want to kiss him, even if you stand on tiptoe, you won't get to his face. He uses this excuse to pick you up, he love to pick you up by your thighs and lift you up while you hold yourself up by placing your hands on his shoulders or around his neck
His brother is important to him and always will be, so he will force you to like each other. It often happens that you go out and Rindou joins you
At school you are a bit feared by students who are part of other gangs. Ever since they saw you at the exit of school running towards Ran and kissing him, they understood that if they don't want to find themselves massacred they have to stay away from you
It's not something you do often, but you like to trace the lines of his tattoo on his chest with your fingers: it happens when you're at the beach or Ran is simply has hot and wants to be shirtless. If you like it, imagine how crazy this thing drives your boyfriend
Speaking of tattoos, he'd love to have something matchate with you. Since he has one (and in the future two) matched with his brother, sooner or later he would ask you to have one with you. Maybe something related to your back or neck
He's let you do makeup on his face a few times, and he's found that eyeliner doesn't look bad on him. He would learn to do it but he makes a mistake on purpose when you're together so you can do it again. It's a chance to hold you closer to him and squeeze your hips while you tell him to stop
Hi! I'd like to request headcanons or small fic (whatever you prefer I'm fine with anything) for Ran Haitani (teen) with a crush that's getting bullied for liking him because others think the reader/crush doesn't match "Ran's" level?
I hope I explained this well but in case it's confusing... I'm really sorryππ»ββοΈππ»ββοΈππ»ββοΈ
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β At your level
The hall is crowded, a river of students moving in scattered groups, some laughing and joking, some pushing the other with light elbows, some dragging themselves at a slow pace, still half asleep. The voices mix, creating a continuous buzz that bounces between the walls covered with noticeboards and school posters. As I walk through the school hall, I feel the eyes of some classmates resting on me, like pinpricks piercing the air thick with chatter and muffled laughter
Someone turns around, I notice it out of the corner of my eye, and immediately lowers his gaze as soon as he meets mine. Others whisper among themselves, and even if I don't hear the words, I know very well that I am occupying their conversations. The incessant shouting seems to become more intense as I get closer to the small groups scattered here and there. The unspoken words weigh like boulders, they slip into my ears, and I realize that every look I feel on me is full of assumptions, half-truths, gossip whispered in the corridors and bathrooms
"I wonder if she ever sees herself in a mirror! Really, she thinks she's some kind of deity to point right at him?" β "I feel sorry for her. I would never want to receive such a strong no from him. You know, it's him!"
There is no need for anyone to say anything openly; the mischievous smiles, the fleeting eyes, the way they narrow together when I pass are already eloquent enough. I am a cumbersome presence, a figure that attracts attention even when I would like to be invisible. I continue walking, keeping my face impassive, as if I don't notice anything, even if each step seems to mark the rhythm of their silent judgments
Every step I take weighs on me more and more, and not only because I feel the gazes on me, it's as if every day the weight of my mistake becomes more unbearable. Six months ago I would never have imagined that I would end up like this, at the center of these poisonous gossip. If only I hadn't made everything so obvious that day... If only I had kept my mouth shut or handled the situation better, I wouldn't be here now feeling judged at every turn, a victim of their hissy comments and fake smiles. I regret it more and more. It's a feeling that grows inside me like a weed, that envelops everything and leaves me no respite. I can't stop thinking about how I could have avoided all of this. All it took was a little more discretion, a little more silence. Maybe if I had been smarter, I could now just walk down this hall without feeling like a circus animal in front of everyone's eyes
I can't help but move forward, trying to keep my head up, even if inside I just feel more tired and wanting to disappear
βY/n Chan, Y/n Chan!β a voice shouts behind me, and before I turn I find Moyaku, a girl two years younger than me who is nevertheless the only one who doesn't bother me "Y/n Chan! I finally managed to get the melonpan, here " says the girl, handing me the sweet that I said I wanted so much in a text message last night. I take the treat and smile at her, silently thanking her. She smiles back at me and decides to walk beside me, since this morning we have lessons in two nearby classes "Usual comments...?" the girl asks in a low voice, noticing the whispers of the other people "The usual ones" I say listlessly, biting a piece of the melonpan. We walk a little further in silence
"For me you could ask your half brother" says Moyaku, but I shake my head "Mamoru already said that I have to manage on my own" I say, but the girl next to me sighs "He only says that because he's afraid of getting into trouble with the Haitans since he's in that Toman thing. Damn though, he's your relative! He should protect you" says the girl but I laugh a little at her comment "He doesn't even consider me his sister... forget it, really" I say throwing away the waste paper dessert in a basket, biting the last piece
"I would defend you if I had the chance... but they never listen to the little ones" says Moyaku, but I grab her hand caressing it "You don't have to do anything, really. I appreciate your presence" I say with a smile, and she seems to want to end the conversation. We say goodbye and everyone goes into their own classroom
While the other kids enter the classroom, I sit at my desk and watch the rain of backpacks landing noisily on the tables, while voices quickly fill the air. My thoughts, however, are far away, anchored to that precise moment six months ago, when everything change
I'm in my third year and, looking back, I realize how absurd it seems to me that something that happened so recently could have transformed my school life so much. For almost two whole years I had been carrying a secret crush on Ran Haitani, the boy that all girls notice, the one who doesn't go unnoticed even when he does nothing to attract attention. Ran is popular, almost unattainable, a year older than me. I met him when I was only in my first year, still insecure and disoriented in the school corridors
He was different from all the others, and not only because he was already well established and known, but for his efficiency, for how he moved with confidence, especially during training sessions at the sports club. He practices running, and is good, or rather, very good. It's impossible not to notice him, with those fast and precise steps, the sweat sliding down his forehead as he passes the others as if nothing had happened. He was so charming, unreachable. Maybe it was precisely this that made me fall in love with him: that security, that aura that surrounded him
Then there was that period in which he lived near me, a lucky coincidence, which allowed me to see him every morning. We took the same route to school, me, him and his brother Rindou. Even though we didn't talk much, those moments were precious to me. They were little fragments of normality that made me daydream, made me hope that, maybe, one day, he would notice something more in me
Finally, after a long time keeping those feelings in secret, six months ago I took all my courage and declared myself. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to faint. I was so sure that he would reject me, that he would say no gently and leave me to pick up the pieces of my pride. But it didn't happen that way. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either. He simply said he had to think about it, and I, with a lump in my throat, accepted that answer, hoping, dreaming that time would work in my favor
But something went wrong. In a short time, the news of my declaration went around the school, becoming a topic of gossip. I had declared myself to Ran Haitani, someone like him, out of my league. And now, I'm here, every day, paying the price for that choice, a victim of comments and giggles, regretting not having kept to myself those feelings that now only seem like a weapon against me
I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if he had said yes. Maybe everything would be different now. Maybe I would walk the halls with a more confident smile, knowing that my heart was not broken, but welcomed. I imagine myself talking to him between lessons, laughing together, hearing those jokes that always made me smile when, every now and then, we happened to talk during those short journeys to school. But it didn't happen that way. The reality is that he doesn't talk to me anymore, and that "I have to think about it" that had left me hanging turned out, over time, to be just a polite way of saying no without openly hurting me. It's painful to admit it, but I can no longer hide behind illusions or empty hopes
After all, if he really wanted to say yes to me, he would have done it. Instead, it left me hanging on by a thin thread, which eventually broke. The silence that followed was even more eloquent than any words. With each passing day, I realized that his "I have to think about it" was nothing more than a sweet lie to make me believe that there was still a possibility, because in addition to being handsome he is also an asshole if he wants to be. Now, as I watch the other guys enter the classroom, with their seemingly simple and uncomplicated lives, I realize that I cannot change what has happened. That's how it happened, and I have to accept it. I have to stop tormenting myself with the "ifs" and "buts", because the truth is that he chose to walk away
The lesson begins and I try to concentrate. I take notes, the sound of the pen sliding on the paper is almost relaxing, a rhythm that keeps me anchored to reality while the teacher's voice fills the classroom. I try not to think about anything else, I immerse myself in the written words, in the explanation I'm trying to follow, even if every now and then my mind wanders, inevitably returning to those thoughts that I would prefer to avoid. But time passes and, after a few hours, we finally have the chance to go out
I leave the classroom and stop for a moment, letting the other students pass me. When I look up, I see something that makes my eyes widen. Moyaku is outside his class and is talking to Rindou Haitani, Ran's brother. I can't believe what I see. The two of them have never had contact before, at least not that I know of. Moyaku never told me about him, and I certainly wouldn't have guessed that they knew each other, let alone had anything to discuss. Also, Rindou is a fourth year and my friend is a first year. Yet, there they were, completely engrossed in the conversation. They seem so focused, so serious. I stop for a moment, unsure whether to get closer or stay away. Something inside me stirs, a curiosity mixed with a slight sense of apprehension. Why are they talking? What is it about?
As I continue to stare at Moyaku and Rindou, I notice that she sees me. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment he seems to freeze. Then, with a speed that surprises me, he moves away from Rindou and towards me. His pace is slightly hurried, and when he gets close to me, I notice a hint of agitation in his gaze. Still, he smiles at me, that smile I know well, one that tries to reassure me. I decide not to ask questions. If it were something important, she would have told me something right away, or at least that's what I tell myself to calm the curiosity gnawing inside me. Instead, we start chatting about this and that as we walk together towards the canteen. We talk about the usual things: homework, teachers, some jokes about our classmates. I try to let myself go into the conversation, but part of me keeps thinking about that moment outside of class, that dialogue between her and Rindou that I can't get out of my head
The hours pass quickly, between lessons and notes, and before I know it, it's almost time to go home. I gather my things and head towards the exit, when suddenly Moyaku joins me. She doesn't say anything, but hands me a note with a certain urgency, as if she's afraid to think about it again at the last moment. Her eyes are shifty, and before I can say anything, she turns and runs away, heading for the school gate. I stand there, ticket in hand, confused and slightly worried. What does all this mean? I look around, trying to see if anyone has noticed the scene, but everyone seems too busy thinking about their day to pay attention to us
With my heart beating a little faster, I slowly open the note "At 5.30pm in the hall in front of the Chemistry classroom on the third floor. I may be slightly late, so please wait a few minutes"
I open the note with slightly trembling hands, and begin to read. The message is short, almost hasty, but its content leaves me confused. It could very well be a joke, I think to myself, another attempt by the students to prank me and make me feel even more out of place than I already do. No explanation, no clue as to who might have written it or why I should show up there. My first reaction is to ignore it. It could just be another way to humiliate me, to make me wait in vain in front of an empty classroom, perhaps with someone hiding around the corner ready to laugh at me. But then, as I reflect, I realize that I don't have much to lose: my reputation is already in tatters, the rumors about me and Ran continue to circulate, and at this point, one more humiliation wouldn't change much. Maybe it's just curiosity, or maybe it's the desire to know if there's something more behind the note
So, with a mixture of anxiety and resignation, I head towards the classroom. It's almost time until the appointed time, and as I get closer, I feel my heart beating faster. It's the last class of the day for fourth and second years, and I know the students will be leaving soon. I lean against the wall opposite the door, trying not to attract too much attention, even though I know it's inevitable that someone will notice me. Minutes pass, and eventually, as expected, students begin to leave the room. I watch them pass in front of me, but no one seems to notice my presence. It's 5.40pm, and I'm starting to think I've been the victim of a bad joke. I feel silly, and the thought of leaving becomes stronger and stronger
Just as I'm about to walk away, I suddenly feel an arm come around my shoulders. The contact is surprising, almost comforting, but it makes me jump. My heart speeds up even more as I slowly turn to see who the person is who decided to approach me in that unexpected way
My heart stops for a moment when I turn and see that it's him, Ran. I never imagined he would be here, in front of me, at a time like this. His arm is placed on my shoulders with a disarming ease, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, as he pulls me closer to him. His face is calm, that usual relaxed look that characterizes him, as if there is nothing strange or out of the ordinary in what he is doing. I, on the other hand, am anything but calm: a tornado of emotions stirs inside me: surprise, confusion, a slight hint of panic. I can't understand why he's doing this. It's as if everything around us has stopped. I can feel the eyes of the other students fixed on us, I see them turn, almost paralyzed with surprise. The corridor, which until a moment ago was filled with constant chatter, is now immersed in an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant sound of someone's footsteps walking away
The closeness between us is almost unreal, and I feel the warmth of his arm holding me tighter, as if he wants to protect us both from the curious and judging gazes that surround us. But I can't help but wonder if this is all just another illusion, another twist of fate that will end up breaking my heart "Don't worry doll, let me talk"he says with an even stranger ease
I just look at him, trying to read something in his eyes, something that will give me a clue. What is he saying? What the fuck is going on?
"I don't care who you are, whether you're first or last year. I'm engaged so leave me alone" he says, raising his voice slightly, and if before the hall was silent, now people aren't even breathing anymore
I am left completely frozen in place as his words hit me like lightning. I can't immediately process the meaning of what he said. The world seems to spin more slowly as his words echo in my head, trying to make sense. What do you mean? Is he telling everyone to stop bothering him, or... is he really talking about me?. His tone is firm, almost irritated, as if he is tired of all this, yet his grip on my shoulders remains firm, almost protective. But it is precisely this contradiction that confuses me the most. Why is he saying these things? And above all, why is he doing it this way, in front of everyone? I feel the gazes of others around us becoming even more intense, I sense the murmur starting to grow around us, but it's as if I'm in a bubble, isolated from everything that's happening. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't find the words, not even to ask for explanations
I am suspended in a limbo of conflicting emotions: disbelief, hope, confusion. I wonder if he's trying to protect me, to stop the gossip, or if this is just a way to get rid of me once and for all. And as I stand there, motionless, with my mind spinning, the only thing I can do is look at him
"A little sudden right? Sorry doll. So, what were you saying that Wednesday?" he says, returning his gaze to me, as if the impossible hadn't just happened "Eh? That Wednesday?" I ask perplexed "The day you declared yourself" he says, smiling innocently at me, even if innocent is the last adjective to describe him. I desperately try to understand what is really behind his words that have just turned my whole world upside down. Do he really remember the exact day I declared myself? And above all, why does he want to continue the discussion?
"Look, declarations of love make me anxious even though I'm big and vaccinated, and yes, it took me six months to understand everything properly. Is it possible that that little friend of yours didn't tell you anything? Hell, I should have sent Rindou directly to you. .." he says playing with his braid, and strangely I see him a little anxious
And it is from his words that I connect Rindou and Moyaku's meeting this morning. Rindou asked her something about me...? "What did Rindou ask Moyaku?" I ask in surprise "No big deal, if you just still liked me" he says motioning for me to start walking, without removing his arm from around my shoulders. I look at him in surprise, and reconnect things for a moment: Ran asked Rindou to talk to Moyaku, my only friend, if he knew if I still liked him. Is he making fun of me and is he actually serious?
"I don't understand why you have to ridicule me in front of the whole school, I know how to accept a no! I did it for six months without telling you anything..." I say lowering my gaze, but I hear him chuckling "Trust me, if I wanted to make you ridiculous, I would have done it in more sadistic ways" he says and on the one hand I believe him
We remain silent for the entire journey as we arrive at the school gate. "So?" he asks βSo what?β I ask, clutching my school bag "Are we a couple or not?" he asks nonchalantly
The temptation to run away and forget everything is great, but my heart beating faster than expected makes me remain immobile "I know, six months is a bit... but we just need to get there sooner or later, right? Then the your friend confirmed to Rindou that you still like me" he says with a certain seriousness "Six months of teasing is a lot, Ran" I say anxiously playing with my hands, which however he grabs, bringing one to his lips, which he kisses delicately" I don't think they'll bother you anymore considering who is your boyfriend now. We can make up six months in a week" he says letting go my hand, where I feel the part he kissed burning
"We can try... I think" I say while trying to hide the enthusiasm and even a little embarrassment I feel at the moment. I can't believe this is happening right now "Try it? We're already a couple. I never take back what I say publicly" he says grabbing my hand, pulling me towards his motorbike "Come, we have to prove that I'm on your level and that I too can be with a fantastic person"
Hello! I'm sorry for bothering you but if it's alright with you, can you do uncle Ran hcs? Like what kind of uncle he would be and how he'd treat his niece/nephew. Thank you so much in advance! Take care of yourself and have a nice day!
I NEEDED A REQUEST LIKE THIS, THANKS
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β Ran Haitani as an uncle HCS α‘£π©
More or less repeating something I already said in the post where Rindou was a parent, Ran would be the type of uncle who buys the affection of his nephews with the most expensive and fantastic gifts of the moment. Since he was little he always wanted to excel in everything against his beloved brother, why stop now that the family is bigger?
Kind of uncle where his nephews are practically his children. I don't know why but seeing the two Haitani brothers, only Rindou seems like someone who could start a stable family if he wanted, so Ran will steal his brother's children in the worst moments. Christmas dinner? Him, his nephews and maybe someone he met at the last minute. His brother and wife are not invited
He would spend hours and hours talking about Roppongi in 2005, or all the battles he participated in, like Tenjiku vs Toman. He also likes to remember all the moments he experienced when he was a teenager, plus it's always a good time to ridicule Rindou by talking about those strange poses he did during fights. The shocked faces of his nephews are priceless to him
Taking inspiration from the hc written above, I also see him showing the embarrassing photos of Rindou when he was a child (please Ran, I want to see them too). Like: He proceeds to show the ugliest photo of Rindou, where he's crying while being doused in baby food, and Ran would be "oh, what an adorable baby my little Rin!"
I imagined this scenario: the kids bothering Ran excessively, a little fight starts and he's about to tell the kids "Your mom" but then remembers that she's literally his brother's wife. Will he say it anyway? Obviously
I don't know why but I see Ran on Tinder. Like, βDo you like this, baby?β "no, uncle" "me neither, it looks like a giraffe" and removes the match. He would do this for ALL the girls he is matched with by the app
I was imagining this stupid scenario: imagine that one of the nieces has just had her disappointment in love; There's that stereotype of the father and uncle hunting down the person who hurt them, right? Well, I see this thing a lot with the two Haitani brothers. I'm sorry for the unfortunate person
Taking away all these rather ironic or at least joking hcs, I see Ran as someone who would even give his life for his nephews. He always said he would do it for Rindou who is the most important person he has, and since his nephews are literally Rindou's extension, why would he change his mind?
Hello! I'm sorry for bothering you but if it's alright with you, can you do uncle Ran hcs? Like what kind of uncle he would be and how he'd treat his niece/nephew. Thank you so much in advance! Take care of yourself and have a nice day!
I NEEDED A REQUEST LIKE THIS, THANKS
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β Ran Haitani as an uncle HCS α‘£π©
More or less repeating something I already said in the post where Rindou was a parent, Ran would be the type of uncle who buys the affection of his nephews with the most expensive and fantastic gifts of the moment. Since he was little he always wanted to excel in everything against his beloved brother, why stop now that the family is bigger?
Kind of uncle where his nephews are practically his children. I don't know why but seeing the two Haitani brothers, only Rindou seems like someone who could start a stable family if he wanted, so Ran will steal his brother's children in the worst moments. Christmas dinner? Him, his nephews and maybe someone he met at the last minute. His brother and wife are not invited
He would spend hours and hours talking about Roppongi in 2005, or all the battles he participated in, like Tenjiku vs Toman. He also likes to remember all the moments he experienced when he was a teenager, plus it's always a good time to ridicule Rindou by talking about those strange poses he did during fights. The shocked faces of his nephews are priceless to him
Taking inspiration from the hc written above, I also see him showing the embarrassing photos of Rindou when he was a child (please Ran, I want to see them too). Like: He proceeds to show the ugliest photo of Rindou, where he's crying while being doused in baby food, and Ran would be "oh, what an adorable baby my little Rin!"
I imagined this scenario: the kids bothering Ran excessively, a little fight starts and he's about to tell the kids "Your mom" but then remembers that she's literally his brother's wife. Will he say it anyway? Obviously
I don't know why but I see Ran on Tinder. Like, βDo you like this, baby?β "no, uncle" "me neither, it looks like a giraffe" and removes the match. He would do this for ALL the girls he is matched with by the app
I was imagining this stupid scenario: imagine that one of the nieces has just had her disappointment in love; There's that stereotype of the father and uncle hunting down the person who hurt them, right? Well, I see this thing a lot with the two Haitani brothers. I'm sorry for the unfortunate person
Taking away all these rather ironic or at least joking hcs, I see Ran as someone who would even give his life for his nephews. He always said he would do it for Rindou who is the most important person he has, and since his nephews are literally Rindou's extension, why would he change his mind?