surprise genderbend


“love looks not with the eye but with the mind.”

- [Act I, scene i]

@shelliihe and I were talking about the new official art and this came to mind!

extra (plot twist):

we also talked about that lmao

in all seriousness, the new official art is too beautiful and so is shelli //both art and personality <3 ;A;;;


( Oldest Fem!lock photos we have! )

❤ Tomorrow we are going to shoot something new (Fem!lock, of course)  ^^ We have some (3, for now) special ideas, someone wants to try to deduce? 

We’re going to use: Flowers, balls, skulls, veils, peculiar kind of shoes and a white coat ;)

The game is on (?)

Plus, we are going to make some Fem!Ninth Doctor photos by Oxy and other not-cosplay-stuff photos ^^  ❤ 

  • Oxy&Azalhea ❤

Surprise surprise the genderbending artist is a transphobic AND racist piece of shit and lied about the death threats anyways ta-daaaaaaa

If anyone has a dispute about the lying thing be my fucking guest to provide evidence otherwise but the other shit, not up for debate.

Fuck them and fuck this for fucking acting like a fake-ass victim and dragging the dream daddy team down with you they’re good people trying to be nice and your fucking ass used that *fuck you*

Can I request more fem!Sam/Gabe or Fem!Gabe/Sam? I love those ones so much! And your highschool AUs? AH! -

I was wondering if you could do a genderswap fic with any ship you want :) pretty pretty please! Your fics are so amazing, I can’t get enough of them :D -Anonymous


Sometimes Gabrielle would go into these moods where she would do nothing but draw.  No one would dare bother her during these moments, not if you valued your life and limb.

Unfortunately for her family (mostly her brother Raphael) Gabrielle was practicing human sketches and she needed a gorgeous boy to draw.  That isn’t to say her family isn’t full of pretty men, but she was not about to draw one of her brothers posed like a Greek God or something.

No amount of therapy could fix the trauma from that.

So the only natural thing to do was to scout around the college until she found a man beautiful enough to be her model.

Oh, and probably consenting too.

He wasn’t that hard to spot, really.  Sam Winchester was at least a head taller than his friends with arms filled with law books.  He also had a smile that basically lit up the room like a minor supernova had gone off.

It was one of those smiles that artists have tried to recreate.  It was something living and stunning and sometimes charcoal couldn’t give off the same sort of passion that a person had.  But dammit if she wasn’t going to try.

So putting on every bit of allure and desire she had, Gabrielle sauntered up to Sam Winchester.

Surprisingly he agreed.  He followed her home and let her take his shirt off and move him all over the living room couch so she could properly shade his perfect abs.

He smiled at her from the couch, all sunshine and butterflies.  Gabrielle blushed and smiled back.

This had the beginnings of some kind of beautiful partnership.