#au!genderbend

[axlnotrose]

Sim, eu estou comendo de novo, comer é a melhor coisa do mundo. Não me olhe com essa cara, isso aqui está delicioso, devia experimentar.

[secxndfrank-blog]

          “Tem a certeza que não viu a minha varinha a livro de feitiços por ai? Eu tinha deixado aqui no gramado, por baixo da minha bolsa, enquanto fui falar com um dos professores, quando voltei não estava. Idiota por a ter deixado aqui sozinha mas não pensei que fosse desaparecer.”

[hxppxl]

“Ok, agora a graça definitivamente acabou. Pode devolver logo os meus papéis? Tem o trabalho de algumas noites em claro ai, então pense bem no que vai tentar fazer. Há uma linha bem tênue entre o que me faz rir e o que me irrita.”

[roxienothart]

(( Marlowe & Rosslyn ))

@romanfuckingpuddlemere

[weashug-blog]

Hugo Weasley genderbend! Helen Weasley

—– from KJ Apa to Emma Stone

[insanitylaughsx-blog]

William Gallagher genderbend! Willa Gallagher

—– from Dan Stevens to Deborah Ann Woll

[jasmine-ababwa]

AU: A Prince and A Street Mouse

The night was dark and Jasim was heavily cloaked in a brown garb he had snatched from the servants quarters. It was plain, made of a chap scratchy fabric, and nothing you would ever find in his wordrobe: his mother would never allow it. Stealing out through the kitchen, he covered his face as a few servants passed on their way to their quarters, retiring for the evening. He grabbed a piece of bread on his way through and then he was out the door in the palace gardens. 

"Now to just get over this wall..." he mused, looking for a place with enough cover where he could escape without being seen. Spotting the perfect tree, he made to climb up into it's branches when he felt a tug on his cloak. Jasim jumped thinking he was caught, but his eyes softened when he saw it was his old friend Rajah. 

Turning from the tree, he knelt down to pet the large tiger behind his ears. "Hey, I'm sorry Rajah, but I can't stay here and have my life lived for me." The young man touched his forehead to the tiger's, he was going to miss his friend. Who else would have helped him scare off all those obnoxious, spoilt women his mother had been forcing on him? "I'll miss you buddy." He gave him one last pat before turning back to the tree and hoisting himself up towards freedom. Crouching on top of the palace wall, the prince looked back once more. "Good bye." And with that, he climbed down into the city of Agrabah. He was free.