#clanswap

[wyrvel]

This is prob a dumb question, but in the clanswap au,are Tobirama's eyes still red without the sharingan?

No :) they are black. I love pure black irises as a trait of the kekkai genkai. Izuna's eyes, in turn, are just dark (like most characters). Not a stupid question bc I don't always remember to draw it LOL

Tobirama also hides that he has the sharingan at all! At 24, I think only Izuna and Madara know about it.

[pippastrelle]

CLANSWAP HCS: The Untamed

Also a parent-swap! Basically, what if the current generation grew up in different clans with different parents? The deaths and the relationships stay the same but the context differs:

Jin -> Lan -> Nie -> Wen -> Jiang

Jin Guangshan and Madam Jin have Jin Yanli and Jin Cheng.

Qingheng-Jun and Madam Lan have Lan Zixuan, who is raised by Lan Qiren. (Lan Zixun is a branch cousin).

Sect Leader Nie has Nie Xichen and Nie Wangji with different wives. (Nie Jingyi and Nie Sizhui are current disciples).

Wen Ruohan has Wen Mingjue and Wen Huaisang with different wives.

Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan have Jiang Xu and Jiang Chao. (Jiang Qing, Jiang Ning, and Jiang Yuan are branch family members).

Meng -> Wang -> Wei

Meng Shi (and Jin Guangshan) have Meng Wuxian.

Wang Yao serves Wen Mingjue and Wen Huaisang.

Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren have Wei Lingjiao, who is raised by Jiang Fengmian after their deaths.

(Basically, let me have Wangxian in Nie braids, NMJ/NHS in Wen red silks, and enemies-to-lovers 3zun).

The story follows Meng Wuxian: a bastard who was violently rejected by Jin Guangshan. So, after his mother's death, he joined the Nie Clan. He was bullied for his parentage until the unusually kindly Sect Leader Nie Xichen invited him into his household. There, Meng Wuxian clashed with Nie Wangji yet, with grudging admiration of each other's competence and justice, they grew closer.

Accompanying Nie Wangji to Cloud Recesses then allows Meng Wuxian to befriend his sister Jin Yanli and Wen Huaisang while butting heads with his brother Jin Cheng, Lan Zixuan, and Jiang Chao. Relationships between the clans, and the Jiang Clan especially, worsen as Meng Wuxian and Nie Wangji dominate the archery competition. Although, this time the Wen indoctrination is mostly Wen Huaisang messing with his friends while the long-suffering Wang Yao watches on and tries to follow Wen Ruohan’s orders.

Until an encroaching Jiang civil war throws the cultivation world into chaos. The Jin and Wen Clans leap at the opportunity to intervene as the Jiang Clan destroys itself and Meng Wuxian must team up with Jin Cheng to first protect each other's lives, and then their golden cores when caught in Wen crossfire. Wei Lingjiao has Meng Wuxian thrown into the Burial Mounds but he returns with Demonic Cultivation to kill her and Jiang Chao. The Wen Clan then shelters him. Although, as they take more territory, the other clans must turn against them.

The Sunshot Campaign ends after Wang Yao is put in charge of Lotus Pier, kills Wen Ruohan, and the Wen Clan is forced to disband. Afterwards, Jin Guangshan welcomes Meng Wuxian into the Jin Clan. Nie Wangji tries to intervene but fails, even as Meng Wuxian grows more unstable at the uncaring treatment of Jiang refugees (who everyone deems traitors as not to have to take them in) and the Jin Clan's rise to power. Meng Wuxian becomes a public enemy, leading to Lan Zixuan, Jin Yanli, and the Jiang Remnants' deaths before, eventually, he dies himself.

Over a decade later, Meng Wuxian is resurrected by Ouyang Xuanyu: a scorned practioner of demonic cultivation who lives under Wang Yao's rule of Jiang territory. Meng Wuxian meets Nie Wangji and falls in love with his childhood friend anew as they unravel the murder of Wen Mingjue.

More hcs, minor clans, and character details under the cut but I'd love to hear any other questions, ideas, and comments!

This is what I've joted down for now but I'll probably come back with more ideas later.

Nie Wangji's sense of justice and buried emotionality work much better in the Nie Clan where they're all for letting it out. He comes into conflict with his brother over the death of their father at Wen Ruohan's hands; Xichen insists on keeping the peace over provoking the Wens. Still, Nie Wangji becomes renowned as a straightforward and noble cultivator. Nie cultivation techniques amplify his grief for Meng Wuxian and he is barely reigned back by his love for Nie Sizhui. Meng Wuxian sets onto managing Nie Wangji's condition as soon as he finds out.

Jin Yanli is ignored by her father and doted on by their mother. Still, neither of them understand her stubborn kindness towards her illegitimate siblings. She treats Mo Qingyang as her sister, despite her technically being Jin Yanli’s servant, and similarly keeps Meng Wuxian in her life. Her engagement to Jiang Xu is called off and, during the war, she supports Sect Leader Lan Zixuan with her stern but artful politic-ing. While Lan Zixuan appears aloof and enjoys the seclusion of the Lan Clan, he is as noble as he is awkward. They marry and have Lan Ling, who is left as the young and abrasive Sect Leader under his uncles' and fellow Sect Leaders' guidance.

Jin Cheng, on the other hand... If you thought he had insecurity issues before! He resents the disgrace and threat around him caused by his illegitimate siblings (which Meng Wuxian embodies) and strives to prove himself to his father, who knows how to manipulate him. Disgrace follows Jin Cheng through Meng Wuxian's turn against the cultivation world and his father's death. He did bond with Meng Wuxian in the heat of the Jiang civil war and was proud to have him legitimised. Still, now, he fights for an uncontested place as Jin Sect Leader, lashing out at challenges and attempts at manipulation. Still, he treasures and guides Lan Ling as his uncle and fellow Sect Leader, along with Wang Yao of the Jin Clan and Nie Xichen.

Wen Huaisang is devoted to his family and takes the murder of his father only slightly better than the murder of his brother. He manipulates those around him and gathers support even after his exile; many believe themselves to be the only one to know the Wen heir lives. He approaches Wang Yao's disciples and wife to destroy his life.

Nie Xichen, Wen Mingjue, and Wang Yao have a... complicated relationship. Nie Xichen and Wen Mingjue should hate each other for the conflicts between their clans yet they can't help but see a lot to admire in the other. Wen Mingjue in particular cannot admit this. So, it's a heated relationship between them. Wang Yao, meanwhile, understands his position is far below both of them yet served both loyally and wins over their respect. Wang Yao's murder of Wen Ruohan to end the war and protect Wen Mingjue, and Wen Mingjue's subsequent exile, ruins their relationship. Nie Xichen, meanwhile, wants to see the good in both of them, supporting Wang Yao as a new Jiang Sect Leader and keeping in contact with Wen Mingjue until his death. Wang Yao spent his whole life belittled and undermined, leading him to murder Wen Mingjue and Jin Guangshan when he perceived them to threaten his position as Jiang Sect Leader. However, it causes Nie Xichen's health to deteriorate drastically with uncharacteristic bursts of anger as he approaches qi deviation.

Wei Lingjiao is idealistic and clings to the idea of a world where she's happy and has loved ones. She grew up in the Jiang Clan with Yu Zixuan detesting her and refusing to let her cultivate, Jiang Fengmian suspected as either her father or in love with her as replacement for Cangse Sanren, and with Jiang Chao halfheartedly in love with her. So, she strives to take her ideal world by force, planning for Jiang Chao and Jiang Xu to prove themselves in the cultivation world against the Lans and Wens then kill Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan. Still, her determination and need for revenge can only get her so far when she isn't trained for war and neither Jiang Xu nor Jiang Chao can match their contemporaries. They make increasingly drastic decisions to keep hold of Lotus Pier until Meng Wuxian finally emerges with demonic cultivation and tortures them to death with Jin Cheng.

Jiang Qing tries to stay neutral as tensions build around her, even when Jiang Ning befriends Meng Wuxian. Jiang Ning is a source of the inside for Meng Wuxian and Jin Cheng to intervene and prove themselves. However, those who choose neither side in the Jiang civil war were soon rejected by both. Jiang civilians were caught in the crossfire of the Wens and Jins enforcing "peace" and, when they were driven out, they were accused of anything that meant territories didn't have to support the refugees. Some Jin attempts to claim Jiang land had refugees killed, as happened with Jiang Ning. Meng Wuxian works with them to secure a place in the Burial Mounds but, when their status as criminals grew, they were slaughtered.

(and some minor clans)

Ouyang -> Su -> Qin -> Luo -> Mo

Ouyang Xuanyu is from a branch of the Ouyang Clan. He served under Wang Yao before being outed and resurrecting Meng Wuxian at Wen Huaisang's suggestion. (Sect Leader Ouyang has Ouyang Ziyuan: his cousin).

Su Zizhen is from an offshoot of the Lan Clan and close as one could be to Sect Leader Lan Ling.

Qin She is raised in the Qin family, not knowing his biological father is Jin Guangshan. Wang Yao finds out and enlists him in return for revenge against the Jins.

Luo Su is a retainer of the Jin family, who marries Wang Yao but interferes with his plans after learning about them from Wen Huaisang. So, Wang Yao kills her and is suspected to have killed their child too.

Second Madam Mo (and Jin Guangshan) have Mo Qingyang, who serves Jin Yanli even after her marriage to Lan Zixuan but cannot stand the cultivation world and leaves it behind.

[chikorina-dmr]

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[thestarrynightgazer]

Estarossa receiving Judgement

[perelka-l]

some uchiha itama because i want toooo

[galfridus1]

Forever Frozen - Love & Salvation: An Alternative Ending

A year ago today, @thestarrynightgazer started publishing her masterpiece, Love & Salvation. Please do check it out if you haven’t already. Kat is a genius.

Kat, you are a wonderful artist, an amazing story teller and one of the best friends anyone could ever have. This is for you. Thanks for doing the art to go with it. 💜

Bodies. Everywhere.

Elaine gasps as she rounds over the crest of a hill, the verdant grass that sparkles with dew in the early morning light suddenly crunching under her feet. The blades are dusted with frost, like a coating of sugar that reflects rainbows across the ground. It would be beautiful, if it were not for the sight that stretches before her, a macabre landscape filled with gore and death.

The earth is stained a dark red, limbs sprawling out at odd angles, pale skin and snow-white feathers splattered with mud. Elaine has never seen so many people all in one place, let alone so much carnage. The Fairy King’s forest is a place of sanctuary, a calm retreat from Britannia’s woes where a few fairies flit between the trees. This is the first time she has travelled beyond the borders of her home and she is already regretting her decision. Ban had promised their lives in the human world would be good; not perfect of course, but happy enough. Times would be hard and money scarce but they would have each other and that was what mattered. Elaine had consented, excitement running through her as she said a curt farewell to her brother before heading beyond the reach of the Sacred Tree.

But at their agreed meeting place, Ban is not there. She waits for what feels an age but is no more than an hour, before stretching out her powers to scour the area. She has vowed to eschew her magic, to blend in with the society she would be joining. What human would want to consort with a stranger who could read hearts as easily as breathing? But worry gnaws at her insides and she can hold out no longer, her need to find Ban overriding every other concern. She searches for his signature, the spiky energy which is strong if a little crude, Ban’s magic having developed without formal instruction.

The trace is faint but distinctive. Elaine picks up a slight tremor on the breeze, a weak suggestion, nothing more. Heart full of misgiving, Elaine paces forward, following the hint of power she locks her senses onto. Unthinking she launches herself into the air, soaring through the breeze until she comes upon the slope of the hill. Touching down lightly, senses on full alert as she feels an ominous shiver on the wind, she takes the few steps over the top to look down, bile rising in her throat as she beholds the scale of the death, her powers telling her than Ban lies in the middle of it.

She will have to go on.

Elaine holds her breath as she carefully picks her way through the bodies, unable to stop herself looking down to the gruesome sight at her feet. These are goddesses and demons, of that she is sure. There are several enormous cadavers in red and grey, the feel of darkness still clinging to their forms. Many of the more human-looking specimens have wings; some only a single pair on their back in downy grey while others are broad with feathers pure as the driven snow, save for the grime of battle. She gasps as she passes the corpse of a large goddess with three heads, eyes closed as if in sleep. She scrunches up her nose, remembering the stories of her childhood and the four archangels who led the Supreme Deity’s army until the two opposing armies vanished to nothing. This goddess must have been the one they called Tarmiel. And in that case…

Elaine sucks in an audible breath when she sees the wings, still iridescent even after all these centuries. They reflect the sunlight, sparkling rainbows over the large body of the giant lying alongside the corpse the appendages adhere to. Only one being had been blessed with wings like these: the first fairy king, the Lord Gloxinia. The body slumped next to him must be that of King Drole. The four-armed Goliath is covered in cuts, slashes which have criss-crossed his blue skin. But Elaine is puzzled, and she examines the giant and the fairy who lies protectively beside him. There is no damage which can explain their deaths; the wounds are nasty but merely superficial.

Elaine shivers, the hairs on her arms standing to attention. Her breath ghosts through the air, trails of steam floating like gossamer before her, as is she were a dragon. It is freezing cold, colder than she has ever felt in the shelter of the forest where the fountain of youth maintains a permanent spring. But here, in the midst of all the death, the ice on the ground shines obsidian, sucking in the rays of the sun to leave a darkness soft as velvet. All is still, completely quiet, not even the sound of an insect rustling through the frozen grass. All she can hear is the sound of her blood as it pounds in her ears.

Her instinct is to flee, but Elaine grits her teeth. She is the Holy Maiden, and she will not be deterred. Has she not guarded the secrets of her home for centuries, sending humans flying off the cliff before her? She pushes out her powers, feeling the crackle of magic on the air. Somehow Ban has got himself into the middle of this morass of a battlefield and she must follow him.

The ring in her ears grows to an uncomfortable thrum as she presses forwards. Her limbs ache, the pressure in the air almost enough to make her head explode, but still she keeps going, rising above the ground to float through the air. Elaine forces herself forwards as she approaches the centre where a violet haze sparkles and glows. The air is fresh here and, hard as it is to keep pushing on, Elaine feels the refreshing fire of the cold burning her lungs.

A sudden groan attracts her attention. “Ban!” cries the fairy as she redoubles her efforts, fighting towards the centre of the field. It is as if the very earth is trying to keep her away and she wonders how Ban made it quite this far. She passes misshapen corpses, encased in ice, their twisted expressions of fear and anger preserved for eternity. There is a tall demon with a long moustache, arrows shooting down from his eye. He looks in horror towards the purple mass which now dominates the space, his face a picture of desperation and sorrow.

When she researches the object her heart skips a beat. The mulberry ice rises in terrible shards, fingers pointing cruelly at the sky. She cannot breathe, cannot think as terror drips down the back of her neck. Then she looks into the centre of the glimmering structure, the sight enough to bring tears to her eyes.

Within the iceberg stands a demon, anguish etched on his features, a lithe goddess held close in his arms. The angel he carries is pierced through the heart, a spear of darkness jutting from his chest. Tears are frozen mid-fall, and Elaine can feel the pull on her heart, the demon’s emotions so strong they can be read even now. She feels love, pain, despair, the agony of loss which tears the demon to pieces. He has unleashed his power, unable to control the surge of emotion, freezing himself and the goddess he adored with everything that he had and ending the war in a blanket of black snow.

A painful lump forms in her throat and a tear of her own slides down her cheek. She sinks to the floor, breathing heavily, unable to stem the overwhelming sadness which has penetrated her soul. She falls, swallowed by sorrow, the warmth of the terrible ice and snow folding over her like a blanket. She will lie here forever, bound by the pain of the demon and goddess who suffered till death.

“Elaine!” The yell brings her back to her senses and she struggles to breath, suddenly overwhelmed with the cold. “Must… escape!” She feels arms wrap around her, pulling her into a close embrace as her rescuer hauls her away from the pain, away from the sadness and back into the light. The tears fall in earnest as they reach the top of the hill, the warmth of the sun sinking through to her bones.

She melts into her love’s embrace. “Ban,” murmurs Elaine softly as she rests her head on his chest. “What happened? Why were you in that terrible place?”

She feels the human stiffen as he holds her. “What were you doing?” she asks a little more sharply, and she twists so that she can see the human’s expression. He is looking decidedly shifty, his crimson eyes darting everywhere but in her direction.

Her stony silences releases his tongue. “I was… looking for treasure,” Ban admits with a little laugh. “It looked so pretty and I thought… I thought it would give us enough to start our lives together.”

Elaine flies upwards, flinging her arms round his next. He steps backwards with the force of her movement but maintains his ground, holding her close as she sobs into his chest. “We don’t need money, we have each other,” she eventually manages to rasp out. “Is that not enough?”

“Yeah,” Ban replies as he pulls her closer towards him. “Yeah, it is. And it always will be.”

[misssweetteasworld]

Here's some Edits I made, if you want to use please at least give credits!

[ask-zelthur]

Ever think about an genderbend and an clan swap AU ??

Hi! Yeah we’re game! What do you think of this?