@seiba.bsky.social Ranma was always a sleepyhead. Her laziness knew no limits, and yet... when Mousse was around, she always cooked for him after his shift at the Nekohanten ended. -->

"Hot choccy!!!"

🚬 "𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. 𝓘𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝓸𝓯𝓯." 🚬

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝑯𝒆’𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 , ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 .ᐟ ⠀⠀ ⠀ #BSKYRP x #CHRISTMAS ⠀⠀

what the fuck have i done

Ranma's face lit up with a brilliant idea as Corypantha acknowledged her praise. "Oi! I should introduce ya to someone! She knows everythin' about clubs, and maybeee..." She leaned closer, her swiveling chair creaking, and her voice dropping to a whisper. -->

afti.

⠀⠀ HIBISCUS New role title, new group, who this? ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

"A joke?" Ranma tilted her head in confusion. "Why woulda need a joke for Halloween?"

"Hmm..." Ranma savored Chopper's statement for a moment, her gaze growing distant. "Curses and fights, huh..." She took a slow slurp from her cup before setting it down with a clink. -->

Ranma's mouth hung open. She had never heard such a ridiculous statement. Letting a curse get in the way of a relationship? Ranma was the walking, talking example of dating with a curse. So why wouldn't Corypantha get a partner? -->

Ranma waddled up to a neighborhood door, gripping a duck shaped basket. The weight of the situation bearing down, she squeezed the handle tightly before letting go with one hand. She reached out and knocked three times with deliberate force, then returned her hand to the basket's handle. -->

Ranma's warm smile was not something to be taken lightly. She was genuinely embarrassed to talk about her life in front of strangers, but everyone in the salon treated her like family. She could get used to this. Then, the snarkiness returned. "Yeah, we've been together fer a year now." -->

Ranma grinned, pleased they were so genuinely interested in her story. She closed her eyes as the worker squirted a blob of thick, purple, lavender scented mask and gently applied it to her cheeks. The gooey substance set on her face within minutes. -->

⠀ㅤᝰ. ࣪ ˖ ⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 , ⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡 .ᐟ ˎˊ˗ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ #MVRP / #POKEMONRP

Another grin flashed towards Corypantha. "Issa deal, then." -->

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⛓️‍💥⫘⫘ “𝚂𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎.” ♡ + ↻ .ᐟ ⫘⫘⫘⛓️‍💥⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

Pressing the tea leaves in hot water and filtering it, Ranma prepared two cups of fresh green tea. The piping hot liquid collided with the room temperature cups, letting out a thick steam into the kitchen. After placing the cups on their saucers, Ranma carried them over to Chopper. -->

Ranma giggled at Chopper, gently caressing the sleeping P-Chan in her arms. "'S fine, no one's home, just lil' ol' me!" She beamed, ushering the reindeer into the yard. "Come in!" She led the way across the garden to the very porch she had been sitting on moments before. -->

"Awawawawa...~" It was the only sound Ranma could make as the technician began massaging her feet, tender fingers working over her heels, soles, and toes with gentle, squishing pressure. She turned her head towards Corypantha and Shaye, a mischievous glint in her eyes. -->

"Oh." Ranma noticed a sleeping P-Chan cradled in Chopper's arms, breathing and snoring softly. She knelt down, carefully scooped up the small ping, and began caressing him as he slept. She gave Chopper a gentle smile and stepped back from the dojo's gate. "'Preciate it. Why don't ya' come in?"

Ranma gave Shaye a wobbly smile as her limbs were expertly pummeled by the worker. "She gives me nice drinks, an' cares fer lil' ol' me!" -->

🕸️ Char Thanksgiving time! Thankful for this community and the people in it.

@choppersensei.bsky.social Ranma's mailbox was bombarded with letters from her friends, all claiming a small reindeer had been wandering around Ikebukuro and Nerima. -->

Ranma and Corypantha were quickly escorted into a well lit room and given fluffy robes. Ranma's was a tie dye pattern with blue, white, and pink paint splatters. She was laid back in a plush leather chair, which slowly began to tilt. Closing her eyes, she relaxed as the staff began their work. -->

afti. i hate bringing up hours old dramas, but i can assure everyone that the two muses were blocked, and will not interact with any of my muses again

afti.

"Hmm? I couldn't quite hear ya'~" She leans closer, her crimson red braids brushing Mousse's cheeks. "Could ya' repeat that?"

Ranma vibrated with excitement. So many choices, so many treatments. She looked at Corypantha and spoke in say low, husky voice. "I wanna wow Mousse. Need m' poor boy to faint." A smirk full of mischief spread across her face as she rested her chin on her hand. Ranma meant business. -->

<time skip> It was a relatively calm, warm morning. Birds were chirping, and a warm breeze drifted into Ranma's room through the half opened window. -->

"oh! a-alright, th-thank you!" -didn't expect anyone to bite but, sing she shall-

As she was taking a sip of her coffee, her eyes widened at his answer. He had brought up valid points. Not wanting to be kissed by guys or deal with perverted dumbasses. Lifting the cup from her lips, her voice was quiet and sincere. "'m so sorry ya' had t' witness that." -->

A short while later, the waiter returned with their coffees: a regular latte for Ranma's male form, and a cup of Panama Geisha for Ranma herself. -->

As the waiter finished scribbling down the male form's order, he looked at Ranma with a smile. W: "Oh, Ranko-chan. Haven't seen you in a while." He let out a friendly chuckle. "What can I get for you?" Ranma smiled and looked at the menu one more time. -->

They then made their way to a nearby café that Ranma was well accustomed to. She knew which coffee to get and which beans to choose. Some locals were bewildered by their presence, as the two were wearing identical clothes. Did Ranma have a secret brother, they wondered. -->

"Oh..." Ranma giggled in embarrassment, pulling her head back. "I was just wonderin' about the whole thing. I didn't know 'twas possible to separate m' forms, y'know?" She stretched her arms above her head and intertwined her fingers. -->

"Wait u—" As Ranma was about to ask her male form what his intentions were, he quickly ran off and returned with a bucket of hot water. Before she could react, he poured it over himself. Ranma threw an arm up to shield herself from the splashes, then let it fall to her side. -->

"Huh—" Ranma looked up from her manga as a strong wind swept through her crimson red braids. -->

Ranma beamed at Shampoo's answer. "'kay! I'll get m' stuff, and we can go tomorrow!" She started running back towards the dojo, turning her head to call out one last time. "See ya' tomorrow!" And with that, Ranma vanished. -->

Ranma couldn't help but giggle as Corypantha escorted her into the luxurious salon, its door opening with a calm jingle. Looking up at her companion, Ranma saw her wave and smile at people, which led her to believe Corypantha was a frequent customer here. The people seemed to know her well. -->

Spotting Mousse in his duck form, Ranma noticed the katana clutched in his beak. A gleeful smile spread across her face as she gently took the sword. -->

Ranma gently pulled the machine from Shampoo's palm, but a look of confusion quickly settled on her face. "Whuh...?" She stuffed the epilator into her pocket, her mind racing. When did she ever promise Shampoo they'd go to the beach? -->

shampoo when shampiss walks in

@purrple-passion.bsky.social Ranma was strolling around the neighborhood, searching for Shampoo. Shampoo had promised to give Ranma back an object that meant a lot to her. -->

-Purple Haired Catgirl -Waitress/delivery gal for the Neko-Hanten -Sweet and kind or a human wrecking ball, varies by day, hour, or minute #Ranma #ranma1/2 #ranmarp #rumicworld #MVRP Minors DNI