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Body Swaps but its TOLS and SMOLS #1
Hinata x Ushijima
Ushijima: *looks in the mirror in the locker room, after running into EVERYTHING IMAGINABLE*
Ushijima: *rubs eyes bc there’s no way*
Ushijima: JAPAN!!!?!?! WOOOOAHHHHGHGHHGG!!!!
Shiratorizawa: *dying bc they know who it is BUT IT’S TOO CUTE*
Tendou: *vows to adopt this child bc he’s too precious*
Hinata: *jumps*
Hinata: *is spooked caught off guard bc of jump he just did* *feeling it is WAY different that watching it*
Hinata: *pouts and pokes thigh trying to understand how little legs made a huge vertical*
Karasuno: *assumes it’s just another off day for sunshine child*
Yup, that is a mirror.
Kyman week day 6: Bodyswap
Summary:
Cartman wakes up in a body that does not belong to him. What does he do? Check it out.
I feel like this could have already been said because it just seems so obvious but I haven't found any post like this.
What if Shen Yuan and Shen Jiu just swapped.
We know that Shen Jiu had a terrible qi deviation that lead to him essentially dying. This is what aloud Shen Yuan's soul to replace him. Though couldn't that technically mean that the same could have happened for Shen Jiu but with Shen Yuan's body.
Just a thought.
Prompt #15
You have seen movies where people swap bodies with other (random) people. You have laughed at them. Somehow it isn’t that funny, when it happens to you in real life. Especially since you’re only 10 years old and you swapped body with a supervillain. With a supervillain that has just been captured by the heroes.
You just hope that the supervillain won’t get into too much trouble in your body...
I’m addictive to sugar and catnip. All I know there was a blue flash of light and when I woke up yesterday I was her!
It’s a FULL YEAR swap too, started in February and (maybe not sure) will end at December or The New Year.
The kid I swapped with is autistic I thinks she infecting/influencing me….oooh bird!
*notices he's sitting in a therapy chair* ?? uhhhh- how does that make you feel. Do you have deficits in social-emotional reciprocity and restricted, repetitive patterns of behavior, interests, or activities?
@jaxbutwhocares @jaxdoesntcare @jax-toy @jax-interacts @jaxtherabbitman
Random story idea….
So u now the cliche trop about people’s body swapping after an event.
What if it was between a cisgender person and a transgender person (who’s not figured out there trans yet)
They could swap and the trans person feels confused but also happyer and more comfortable in their own skin , whereas the cisgender person feels gender dysphoria .
Some antics would ensue , they grow closer that kinda thing
They even could help them understand each other, the cisgender person being more sympathetic and the trans person figuring out who they are?
Idk this was a random idea that popped into my head, I’m not trans my self so I’m not the best to execute this idea, so feel free to take this idea for yourself
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Hello dear readers! The Broken Cup's sixth chapter is here at last!
...Or the first half of it, anyway. I ended up cutting it in two.
Sorry for the huge delay in updates, and for changing the chapter count again, this particular chapter has been especially challenging to write. But I hope you like it!
Thanks a lot for your reblogs of the cover art and your comments, @yourdragonisinanothercastle , @rixareth , @snazzyscarf , @kuzuhina1brainrot and @interlacrimas ! Sadly, I can't answer Tumblr tags the way I can answer AO3 comments, but I want you all to know that I really appreciate your kind notes nonetheless!
Happy reading!
Cover art for my Danganronpa fanfiction: The Broken Cup (strongly inspired by Makoto Shinkai's movie Your name)
Just two highschool boys who live perfectly adjusted lives and occasionally switch bodies with each other, nothing to worry about.
Just posted a new chapter for my KuzuHina fanfic The Broken Cup!
Feels a bit weird to post a chapter with nothing but text messages, but I'm having fun with the formatting. I hope you like it!
Chapter 4 of The Broken Cup is out!
By which I mean: the second half of what was supposed to be one big chapter is out. Cutting it in two was probably for the best; a certain someone refused to get off the soapbox.
Anyhow, enjoy the chapter!
My KuzuHina Your Name AU has just been updated!
The chapter count has, er, also been updated, because this chapter got too long and had to be cut in two. Knowing me, this might become a running gag.
Adding the tag opened my eyes to the tragic lack of Hajime Hinata & Natsumi Kuzuryuu friendship stories on AO3. It's not necessarily the main focus in my story, but it is still important, and I am happy to contribute.
Hello! Have a second, shorter chapter for my Dangan Ronpa 2 KuzuHina fic: The Broken Cup.
This is also my first attempt to use a work skin on AO3. I definitely recommend CodenameCarrot and La_Temperanza's very helpful tutorial if you want to try something similar for your own stories.
Happy KuzuHina Day, Dangan Ronpa fandom! Have a fic!
The M rating is a precautionary measure because later chapters are going to get dark; but if you've played the games, you should know what to expect.
I hope you enjoy!
To say odd things happened often would be an understatement. Due to Blizzard's bed being a rather small one, the feeling of being squished against the wall of cute cat plushies more so that usual was definitely a bit of a confusing agent. Slowly she shifted, noticing a few things. Muscular, tan, feet hanging off the bed that's made for a woman of her height.
Her first thoughts being mostly how uncomfortable it was being larger and all, plus the desire of just wanting to go back to bed. Which was when she finally fully registered, this is not her body.
Shooting up from the bed and checking the mirror in the bathroom, of course noting the difference in her gravity and how it was harder to slide and fall. Looking at herself or well this man, in the mirror. Quickly slapping both hands against her cheeks, "Ah! . . Okay voice changed too." She stood up straight with slightly narrowed eyes, before checking where she had drawn on this man before, "it faded off, disappointing." She shook her head, leaving the bathroom looking around everywhere, noting how different it all looked at this height and having to attempt not to bump into things she could easily avoid normally. Finding the drawer with the markers she started to redo the small different doodles like a Meowth and a Meowth, and then one of the cat plushies on her bed, then a star. Before she paused realizing fully that "Oh. He's probably in my body." She leaned against the wall having to think about what was fully going on, she should probably go look for him in case something bad happened to the both of them.
Letting out a sigh, she got ready to leave figuring the best place to go would be the park where she randomly ran up to him before. Though, finding it? That was another story. Of course when she left getting distracted by the thought of getting ice cream, maybe getting some for him too as an apology would be a good thing? Yeah. Maybe.
"Wait what would I be apologizing for? I didn't do this. . ."
What if our muses swapped bodies?
He'd notice as soon as he woke up! He'd just be really, really confused by how thin his arm is and how it's not quite blocking the light out of his face the way it should… but his first assumption would be that it's kind of nostalgic and like being a little kid again. Like, really little, since he was kind of chubby quite early on, so...
He'd just think he's dreaming and roll over. ... then get really confused, not just by, uh, the suddenly very different figure, but also, the hair? Whose hair is this? Lavender? ... he didn't dye it, he sure as heck didn't grow it out, he'll have to sit up, trace this hair to... his own head?!
He'd freak out, check a mirror, scream--scare himself even MORE by screaming in a woman's voice--and try to contact people he knows and trusts (Bashou, Vicious, etc.), first announcing in an utter panic that he woke up a woman and ask if they know if the Professor experimented on him or something, etc.
It'll probably take him a moment to realize, wait, he remembers this body and this hair... that girl who drew on him once?! Did he even have her number?! Did she do this?! He'll want to track down Blizzard and figure this out, maybe she has his body?!
"Why are you putting this on me?" Shang Qinghua whined, face twisting attractively. Wow, Shen Qingqiu did not realize he looked that pretty from the outside. "I'm not responsible for every single thing that happens, okay!"
Shen Qingqiu glared at him before turning around and flouncing back into Shang Qinghua's bedchambers to try and figure out how to put his hair up. His friend's hair was pretty similar to Binghe's, but he had never had to do it for himself before. Shang Qinghua followed him, idly playing with his favorite fan.
A blue screen flickered in front of him as soon as they both stepped inside.
[Scenario started: Shizun Swap! Hosts have switched bodies and they must find a way to switch back or risk being stuck like this forever!]
"What."
[Good luck, Host!]
No amount of threats brought the shitty thing back. Shen Qingqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why did the Systems love to torment them like this?
"Cucumber-bro!" Shang Qinghua whispered fiercely, pounding on the door. "Bro, open up!"
He smiled nervously at an An Ding disciple peering at him from behind a stack of scrolls. Upon seeing the disciple's eyes widen, he quickly blanked his face, though he continued to sweat nervously.
Right, he wasn't allowed to do anything but stare menacingly or smirk right now, while in this body.
Finally, the door opened a crack and a hand reached out to grab him by the robes, pulling him inside. Shang Qinghua quickly smoothed out his now-crumpled green robes and looked up, coming face to face with... himself.
"Shang Qinghua. What the fuck did you do?" Shen Qingqiu asked, hazel eyes flashing.
"Cucumber-bro!" Shang Qinghua whispered fiercely, pounding on the door. "Bro, open up!"
He smiled nervously at an An Ding disciple peering at him from behind a stack of scrolls. Upon seeing the disciple's eyes widen, he quickly blanked his face, though he continued to sweat nervously.
Right, he wasn't allowed to do anything but stare menacingly or smirk right now, while in this body.
Finally, the door opened a crack and a hand reached out to grab him by the robes, pulling him inside. Shang Qinghua quickly smoothed out his now-crumpled green robes and looked up, coming face to face with... himself.
"Shang Qinghua. What the fuck did you do?" Shen Qingqiu asked, hazel eyes flashing.