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Have you ever drawn Tetsuo as a woman? Or Sora as a guy? Possibly other gender bends? 👀
Tsuki if Tetsuo came out as a woman:
“Wtf fish girl you’re stealing my schtick. I’ve already got my spiral and my spiral of gender crisis turned gender identity, get your own.”
“You had no factor in any of this.”
“Grow out your hair. I want to pull on it.”
“…No.”
“Too bad, I’m doing it anyways.” *Tsuki’s claws reach out*
Lmao clan heir now making sure women stay in power /j
Haruka: Good for you, women are better. I knew I was an inspiration. Tetsuo: … You don’t inspire me
Haruka: I can sure inspire some real leadership from you in the next year if you want to stop being heir and start being clan head. :)
Tetsuo: 😀
Another win for the trans Tetsuo agenda,, but this time in reverse! Trans girl Tetsuo would be cool,, I started drawing a proper gender swap AU for u, but I might revisit the idea of specifically trans girl Tetsuo later, if the brain worms permit it. Or hey, maybe this is just the AU where everyone's trans, who fucking knows man. YOU get to be trans and YOU get to be trans and YOU get to be--
I have actually draw woman Tetsuo like one singular time, I posted it too but I can't find it anymore. It's definitely out there tho! In one of my rare posts of assorted unrelated doodles and drawings, I think.
Anyways !!
I think Sora has my favorite gender swapped design tbh, he looks very cool. Mister sparky boom boom,,, Tetsuo is a very close second though, and I think it's fun how much him as a woman resembles his what-if daughter, Kiara.
Thinking about actual character things now:
I think that, in a gender swap AU, Tetsuo would possibly be among those changed most by being the opposite gender.
She suffers from the difficult trial that is being a very well endowed, mean faced, attractive woman in power-- who got that power by being chosen for it, instead of born into it. Combined with Haruka's own reputation of being a womanizer, Tetsuo's enemies definitely like to whisper about how she was only chosen as Hatake heir because she's probably sleeping with Haruka. It's probably a pretty wide spread rumor and something that makes her look like she's licked a lemon when she hears it. Disgusting. Get away from her.
(The fact that Haruka often manhandles her does nothing but add to the fire, but neither are the sort to change their own, now decades long friendly behavior for something as stupid as rumor.)
I think, growing up as a girl, she might deal with some of that good old demiromantic compulsory heterosexuality. It's not that her clan is against unorthodox relationships, it's just that she doesn't think to apply that knowledge to herself.
She is a girl, and her mother raised her on stories of great romances, the romance between her mother and father included. And so she grew up understanding that romance was a thing she should want as a woman, and it'll probably be with a man, and she'll probably just "know" when it's right
She doesn't mind the idea. She thinks she'd like a family one day. And that will require a man too, of course. She'd want a home like the one she was raised in, and a partner with a love as strong as her own parents.
Unfortunately for her, actual real romance when directed her way tends to make her break out in hives </3 She's very frustrated by it
I think Tetsuo ages 30+ would be the kind of woman who gets crazy baby fever. M!Tetsuo also experiences his own version of this but not exactly applied to himself, if that makes sense? And he's also pretty satisfied in his own 'I wanna be a dad and take care of/guide someone' instincts just with his students and Sakumo.
F!Tetsuo is handed a baby for the first time since she turned 30 and goes home to stare at a wall blankly while screaming "I need to get pregnant!!!!!" In the privacy of her own mind. She wants,, to make one of those things,,, Wouldn't Sakumo like a cousin? [ insert the same daydream about being a mother/father that he has in normal wolves canon here ]
Now all she has to do is fulfilling the impossible trial of finding a man for the job :/
Thinking about it, Haruka would also be a bit changed; Not in major ways, but I have to imagine that someone like That(tm) being born a man would impact something. Honestly, he might be more relaxed of a person? Haruka being a woman, especially in a setting like feudal waring states Naruto, has dealt with a lot of very specific shit in both in her youth and of course, in her elder years being known as a promiscuous wild-woman clan head.
I'm not saying that he'd have an easier life as a man per say, but he'd definitely have avoided a whole bunch of events little and small that, in the long term, definitely helped shape Haruka into who she is now.
So like, male Haruka maybe being a bit more relaxed/reckless. And I know ur asking "what the hell could Haruka get more relaxed?" but I'd say she's a pretty cautious woman on the inside. So like, less of that.
He was probably a bit of a jackass in his 20's. 1000% got kicked out of bars across several countries, often along with Daisuke and Maru. A few different times while fighting for Daisuke's "honor" while a mortified Daisuke threatens to hurt him if he even tries it-- but oops, too late sorry! Haruka's too drunk to hear you, he's going to go try and fists fight some random, stupid shinobi in the middle of this underground bar. Then end up blowing a giant hole in the roof, making it cave in and expose the very secret bar to city officials.)
(They are not welcome back.)
(Haruka wakes up the next morning with two black eyes: One from his fight and one from Daisuke. In the background, Maru continues laughing at both of them, like he had been all night)
Compared to the others, I think Sora would be pretty much exactly the same. She's never had to deal with the sort of charged sexism / outside forces Haruka or Tetsuo deal with, and she's the sort of person who's very much authentically herself no matter what life she's living.
Sora is here for fire, explosions, cool fūinjutsu and her friends, and that will never change 💥
Also, the sheer force of her personality and rough appearance tends to blind the type of sexist people who'd give her shit for being a woman. So does the fire. And her fist in their face.
Although she does have "small, one armed woman" points in the getting dangerously underestimated department. But also anyone who knows what's up should be able to do the basic 1 + 1 math that is her tapestry of scars and the "I'd burn down your house for fun" intensity in her eyes, and understand that she's a heavily scarred shinobi in her 20's - 30's. Which means they better buckle the fuck up and assume she's the worst kind of veteran: The kind that survives
Tsuki is Tsuki in every life. Also she's genderfluid so this is probably just her on a Wednesday. Although, I guess since it's gender swap au it would mean she was born as a girl. So even though she's genderfluid, she only really explores that after the spiral, which means she was raised as a girl and in the future went by primarily she/her in the village
I want to say that maybe being raised as a girl affected her in some ways, and it might have, but thinking about it, Tsuki was a very feminine boy who actively played with dresses and makeup.
One of his biggest role models was Tetsuo's mom, Mioki (who was his own late mother's very close friend), and a very big chunk of their the time they spent together was Mioki using him as her little dress up doll since Tetsuo didn't quite like it, and Tsuki loved it. They'd host tea ceremonies and probably played princess at least once, with Mioki's own lingering childhood princess complex (coping mechanism say what?)
I'm getting off topic: Point is, yeah actually I don't think anything would change tooo much?
Wait no nvm Tsuki has a period. Biologically female Tsuki with female hormones n shit would be evil. She is Heather Chandler meets Regina George meets some other mythical mean girl, idk. But she is an evil, evil little girl growing up. And she's smiling the whole way through and it's terrifying.
The spiral either somehow calms her down or makes her infinitely worse. Can't decided which is funnier, but I'm gonna go with worse because that's narratively more impactful.
8 year old Tsuki is going to have Sora pin Tetsuo down and forcibly cut her (very long) hair short, and run crying to the adults to spin her own story before Tetsuo could. Then regret it a few days later when she realizes she can no longer tug on her ponytail.
16 year old Tsuki would be the kind of girl who'd steal Tetsuo's boyfriend and make out with him in front of her (if Tetsuo had one, which she doesn't, which Tsuki considers very sad specifically because she wants the experience of stealing her boyfriend. Very normal of you Tsuki.)
Tsuki wants to see this girl emotionally destroyed for her own amusement, Tetsuo u better run girl.
Sora is also there going "woah, girls are pretty scary..." as he helps Tsuki bully Tetsuo. He's completely blind to the real cruelty of their bullying because, growing up in a blood hunter camp, this is pretty normal hazing...? Right...? He doesn't see what's wrong with it, it's not his fault Tetsuo is on the bottom of their generations social pyramid and Sora's new best friend Tsuki is at the top. That's just how the world works! They're being pretty friendly, if anything. They aren't even stealing her food or beating her or anything!
You thought tetsuki toxic yaoi was bad? You are NOT prepared for tetsuki toxic yuri. Tsuki is the kind of girl twitter wants to see dead and buried
Konoha era spiraled Tsuki is going to break out the "I want to crawl into your rib cage and sleep forever pressed against the beating of your heart" lines when she has Tetsuo cornered in a dark alley. We are NOT normal in this one.
Anyways uhhhh afab Tsuki has a bigger cup size then amab Tsuki (who henges himself into what he assumes fits his body best), pass it on. She saw a painting of her mom once growing up and was abruptly relieved she didn't inherit more of her mother's body type because hooollly backpain, mamacita. That's gotta hurt.
Anyways I didn't draw her, but on the topic of back pain: I need everyone to share with me my visions of fem Daisuke. Which is to say a very, very tall, scarred, heavy smoker of a doctor. She's very well endowed, which combined with the fact she's constantly hunched over a desk or patient, means her back is legitimately fucked. She's pretty much permanently stuck slouching, and she's sometimes has nightmares of being permanently stuck hunched over while trapped on the battlefield
She uses a back brace and sometimes even chakra to strengthen her bones, and when she stands up straight her spine makes a horrific cracking noise, all the way up her back.
She's constantly bitching to Tsuki about how she's lucky she didn't take after her mom more. Tsuki wishes she'd stop, she's doesn't want to hear about her dead mom's tits.
Although I guess Kono would be a guy in this, right? But also eh it's funnier, so she gets to defy the gender swap.
BUT YEAH GENDER SWAP AUS!! Love to see them, love to think about them even more. Gender impacts a lot of things, yk? So I think it's very fun to think of what that'd really mean, big picture. And honestly the character changes here are pretty fun to me, I think Tetsuo's changes are the one that interests me most, both in design and narratively
I kind of wanted to draw more, so maybe I'll come back to it later. It could be cool to do fem Daisuke and Maru,, Haruka constantly jokingly refers to them as his concubines. It does nothing but feed rumors, and she thinks it's hilarious. I am suddenly picturing him rigging the various bets around Konoha about which of the Hatake women he's sleeping with (none) by being extra touchy feely with them in public.
He gives Daisuke a big old kiss on the forehead and hair ruffle in the middle of the Hokage tower, and saunters off happily thinking about the money he's about to make as Daisuke behind him goes ???????
He Tetsuo brings to the market and goes grocery shopping with her while talking loudly about their shared dinner plans, and spends some of the coins he's already made off betting to get her a new hair pin he then puts in her hair himself.
He goes with Maru to one of the public parks for a little picnic by the river. (Maru is definitely on to her but also thinks its hilarious to influence the betting pools like this)
I'm getting distracted again: Anyways, thanks for your ask !! This was very fun to think about and I could probably keep rambling if I let myself, but it's 2am now and this is getting pretty long so I'll make the executive decision to call it there <3
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qiao ling is going to be fighting FOR HER LIFE in season 3
A03 down? Perfect time to read my Sk8 the Infinity Fic /nf (lol)
Langa’s heart had raced at the thought of a challenge— of attention towards his skills. Skating was fun, it was meaningful and worthwhile, but he also strived for approval. He missed impressing his dad. He missed sharing the slopes of a snowy mountain and showing off tricks at skii resorts.
There was a void in his heart that had shadowed what used to be his pride in himself with doubt. He had loved the meaning in each trick he learned, the mentor his dad was in his snowboarding. Most of all, he missed his smile.
Langa always had felt like he was meant for snowy hills. His goggles fogging and snowed over just paralleled his sight in fast moving situations. He didn’t need to see clearly in order to dodge an obstacle— he was better than that. He loved to soar above it and get some merit of clear sight. He would see the whirl of wind and the way color stood out in the white below.
There was something so private in the times he shared waiting to reach the top of mountains. His dad and him would take sips of water and the metal of the bottle always felt so cold to his lips, but the water was soothing to his throat. It was a unique contrast—feeling hot in layers of clothing despite being unable to feel parts of his face.
His nose would inevitably run at some point, especially as a kid. After every run, his dad would always check in on him, asking if he wanted to do the same mountain, a different path, or head to the places cafeteria for a break. He was eager, especially as a kid, but one of the most satisfying things about the day was sharing a warm meal or hot drink.
“Yeah, I think I’m ready for some lunch.”
His dad’s eyes had squinted as he smiled, bright teeth almost shining in Langa’s sight.
“Can’t leave your hunger alone, huh? My growing boy.” Oliver ruffled Langa’s hair. Langa was taller than he used to be, reaching past his chin. He couldn’t wait until he was taller than him.
Langa frowned slightly at the movement, blushing in embarrassment when his stomach let out a loud gurgle, as if to prove his father’s point.
“It’s not my fault you gave me tall genes,” He muttered.
Oliver clutched his stomach as he laughed. He patted Langa’s back before moving ahead slightly and stopping.
“Never change, kiddo. Never change. Come on, I’ll be sure to get your favorite.”
He had a twinkle in his eye as he mentioned Langa’s absolute love of poutine. Langa had learned to love it ever since his dad first bought it and he’d never let it go since. Langa’s apetite was easy to appease. Which made poutine being common a benefit.
Langa was quick to move towards his board after hearing that. He paused a moment after removing his goggles from his face, relishing in the lack of pressure on his face. He could tell there’d be an imprint on his skin from it, but he didn’t care when he felt cold wind on his sweaty skin. He knew if they stayed out too long it’d just be unpleasant, but he needed a moment to adjust to the light change. It was so bright.
It was like looking at a whole other world. The surroundings were no longer tinted orange and now held much much more blue. Spending hours with the goggles on was like entering another reality. He shook his head to get the snow in his hair out, much like a dog. It was comical to see.
Oliver just smiled at his son. He loved how ridiculous he could be. It was adorable.
“Need any help getting out?”Oliver asked, pointing to Langa’s feet on the board.
Langa sighed, grumbling, “I’ve got it dad. I’m not a kid.”
Oliver huffed, chuckling. “You’ll always be my kid, kid.”
They both placed their boards where they belonged, noting where they left them among the many boards and skiis other’s had placed on the racks.
It was always clunky to walk in the shoes needed, but it was satisfying not to be stuck to the board. The shoes were heavier, clanking with each step. Langa was used to the snow due to the many years snow boarding, especially living in the cold of Canadian winters. However, going into the warm building quickly made him aware of his many layers of clothing. He grimaced, pulling off his gloves and stuffing them into the pockets of his pants.
The absence of color outside stood out just as much as when they entered inside. The carpet was a muted, but multicolored red and orange.
People crowded the sides, especially with the lines for the bathrooms. Of course, they were lucky in that it didn’t take long for the men’s line.
“Want the bathroom first, or should we take turns and have one of us wait in line for food?”
Langa was reminded then of how busy lunch hours could be at these places. He didn’t feel urgency in his need of the bathroom, more focused on getting his favorite food. He knew his dad was older and probably needed it more.
It was as if his dad could read his thoughts. Oliver chuckled, unzipping a chest pocket and revealing his wallet. He handed Langa two twenties and winked.
“I’ll come upstairs to keep our place in line. Just don’t wander off and if you buy stuff, meet me back by the stairs.”
Langa took the money, examining the face on the bill. He always liked how shiny the stripe on dollar notes were. The queen of England stared back at him in all her old glory. He wondered for a moment just when it became custom to have people’s faces on money, but shook the thought off. He didn’t care about monarchy, he cared about food. That was what mattered.
When he arrived upstairs, he was surprised to see fake flowers in a plot. It felt unusual to see even fake plants after the many snow-covered pines. The flowers made him think of his mom and the last time his dad and her had their anniversary.
‘They’re so sweet, but they’re also so so embarrassing,’ he thought to himself. They were sappy and sometimes awkward and overly anxious, but it was a love that was real. He only hoped he could have that one day. But, who was to say?
He was only a teenager and despite the many people who admired him in his classes and daily life… he just didn’t really get it. Maybe he’d meet someone who did. Maybe he’d make a family without needing romance involved. For now, he was happy getting to share a meal with his dad and know that nothing of their routine would ever change.
That’s what he had thought. He never knew how easily things could be ripped away. How easily things could change their meaning. How easily lossand grief took hold. He missed his dad. So so much. He regretted his own embarrassment at his parent’s displays because he missed helping his mom or dad when they scrambled to impress the other. They weren’t perfect, but they were earnest and real. And he loved that. He did.
When they sat down to eat, maybe a half hour later, they had far too many napkins on the table and messy fingers. The cheese curds complimented the gravy and fries, a nostalgic taste as always. It was slightly cold and probably not all that fresh. It was cafeteria food, after all, but food after hours of a work out always gave satisfaction.
Its subpar-ness was a part of the experience.
Langa went to hand his dad the change, reaching into his pocket before freezing when his dad spoke out.
“If you’re thinking of handing me the change while you’ve got gravy covered fingers, then you better think again, son.”
Langa blinked, looking down and noticing his greasy hands. He chuckled, almost rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. He reached forward, going for a napkin before realizing he only had piles of used ones.
“Here,” his dad said. Oliver handed him a new stack and watched as Langa wiped his hands off. “It can wait until after. You might get hungry again, anyhow.”
Langa nodded, then thought about what they’d do with the rest of the hours of sunlight. “Which mountain should we go to next?”
His dad sipped his water, letting it held down the remains of the burger he had had.
“How about the peak, very top?”
Langa smiled, excited at the challenge. “I’m ready if you are.”
“I know you are, son. You’re good and I’m proud of you for that. Just don’t forget to rest once and a while.”
Langa hummed, “Mhm”
It was an agreement, but he’d always been somewhat headstrong when his mind got set on something.
Oliver sighed with a fond air, poking his nose to startle him.
“Just trust your gut.”
‘Just trust my gut.’ It echoed in his head. When Langa looked down, seeing what he had caught with his hands, his breath caught. It was like his mind had frozen into ice. Even if he was known as “snow,” this wasn’t the kind of thing he could weather, especially when he heard the masked man speaking on and on about some adam and eve fantasy.
Flowers had never felt less romantic than this moment. He wanted to trust himself. He wanted to do something, but what was there to do? He was frozen. Eyes gazed at him from everywhere and he felt powerless.
It was when he heard the challenge that something in him sparked. He didn’t care for the man’s words or even how he looked at him, not really. He didn’t care about much of anything any more, not until Reki entered his life. It had been so long since he felt like he could prove himself, like he felt he could become something new. He didn’t want these flowers. He didn’t want this man, but he could do something.
“I accept your challenge to a beef,” Langa said. He’d reach the top. He’d see higher than this. He’d prove that Adam’s actions against Reki weren’t forgivable in the slightest. But something in him knew he was just pushing down the very thing that told him how this was wrong. That he should care about how this man looked at him. This monster.
He’d be fine… right?
He should have remembered that when one went up high, the air got so thin that it got difficult to breathe. Winds that whipped so fast required protection and jumping off a cliff with no gear, no support, was an ending waiting to happen.
He’d learn. For now, he was just a kid with goggles too fogged over to see the storm coming for him and just how painful the fall would be.
He wasn’t a kid. He could do this and he wouldn’t be alone. He couldn’t let the challenge rest when Adam had hurt Reki so badly, not when Reki was the very reason he skate boarded in the first place. And Reki was worth far more than this masked man.

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Those character chatbot ads are getting so malicious btw it's unreal
Whoever made this specific ad is going to be tortured by a thousand demons in hell. Avatar of the lonely type piece of shit i hope they push away all their loved ones in favour of ai and no one goes to their funeral. I want to rip their face off like a chimp
If we're friends and you recreate me in ai i'll kill both of us. If you're a marketing agent and you encourage people to do this i'll kill both of us.
If your friends get annoyed at you for texting them to the point where you'd rather talk to a fucking water guzzling oversized autocorrect you need better friends
Another one of their ads 👇 hey are you struggling with things in your interpersonal life? Don't worry :) friendly corperation has you covered :)) ai can be all the friend you need :))) friendly corperation very trustworthy
wanted to add another one of their ads that i saw. genuinely ghoulish.
What the fuck
I am going to lose it. EVERY AD IS THIS BS. Please kill it. I need a petition or SOMETHING.
hello today I offer a shiguang redraw of that one parks and rec meme
kokoasci sigma art in the year 2025???
they’ve had this conversation one hundred times

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“To You Who Has Not Been Forgotten” by thatAAAbattery (A Short MushiAngo fic)
Mushitaro and Ango talk about grief, atonement, and what it means to carry on in the wake of memories you can’t forget, even when undeserving of it.
“I thought you were lost without him?” “Neither of us are the kind of man to stay still for long, even when haunted by those we loved.”
When Volume 17 of BSD inspires you to write MushiAngo content.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Volume 17 repeats again and again this message of atonement and owing debts. Both Atsushi and Lucy even believe that they owe each other many and are confused by the other thinking so. Tecchou asks how it can be a crime to repay a person (or something of the like I’m too lazy to look up the exact words due to a headache). I think it was an important set up for Sigma’s backstory and what was to come after this volume, since a lot of Bungou Stray Dogs puts emphasis on promises made and broken, as well as those who we have lost in one way or another. Memories are a significant to both Sigma and Ango. For Mushitaro, he’s haunted by his memories of his friend even now. I really admire the way these themes tie together in the manga.
Crona Sketch :)
One of the few times I’ve drawn Sakura
chase you to the end of the world just to say your name once more
i dont know if link click os popular on tumblr but i love the twins so much……
more ltc spotlight in s3 plz i was so heartbroken watching s2 ep 11

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Yum yum! Really loved drawing all the food in this one <3
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