#thank you for the tag ❤️

[dreamylittlevalentine]

Tagged by my angel @stayclassydollface13 for the tag game to get to know Tumblrinas better

Last song I listened to: The Weeknd - Save Your Tears 🥂🍾

Favorite Color: baby pink or berry tones🩷🍓

Last film/show I watched: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre ��� 🐽

Sweet, Spicy, or Savory: Sweet 🍰🧁🍭

Relationship Status: Single but married to my bed and blankies. ☁️💤✨️🧸

Last thing I Googled: What do dreams about tornadoes mean? ⛈️🌪

Current Obsession: The music I listened to when I was 14. Yes, I read Pete Wentz old journals religiously. And what about it? 🔮🎱

Last Book I read: Ernest Hemingway's The Garden of Eden. 📚

Looking forward to: The flowers starting to bloom once again 🌹🌻🪻🌷⚘️

🎀 I tag: @sugarcandydoll @nymphlikesiren @222heart @manicmoonbug @lovetospare and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it. Feel free to ignore it if you don't want to 🎀

[chimmy155]

I was tagged by @un-father and @secretsandevillove to post the last song I listened to:

I tag :

@goth---daddy2 @prettierthanpretty @c4c4ine @joy-divixion @ultramonogvmy @bamababygirl7 @pestinthestreet

(You don't have to do it if you don't want to)

[dungeons-n-muses]

Muses Worst Traits

Featuring: Dany

aggressive / arrogant / argumentative / belligerent / boastful / callous / careless / compulsive / cowardly / crass / cruel / cunning / cynical / detached / domineering / envious (deep down) / fastidious / foolish / greedy / grumpy / gullible / hypocritical / impatient / impolite / impulsive / incompetent / indecisive / intolerant / kidnapper / jealous / lazy / liar / machiavellian / materialistic / moody / murderer / narrow-minded / naughty / nervous / obsessive / obstinate / overcritical / overemotional / patronizing / pessimistic / pompous / quick-tempered / ruthless / sarcastic / secretive / selfish / self - indulgent / serial killer / sly / stubborn / torturer / touchy / traitorous / truculent / unclean / unpredictable / untidy / untrustworthy / vague / vain / vengeful /

Tagged by: @heartheaded

Tagging: You/my mutuals (I’m a bit too out of it to think of anyone)

[clefdesoll]

fun episode :3 also more conans bc he has no business being this fun to draw

[pardonmydelays]

thank you for the tag @obsessivedaydreamer! ❤️ omg that was so cool!

npt: @immercuryinretrograde, @tisthedamnseasns, @astolenkiss, @onlyyseedaylight, @glassdandelion, @dead-endsstreet, @selcouthangel and anyone who wants to join ❤️

I saw this on Twitter and thought it would be fun to do here!

1. Create your 70s-80s horror movie look

2. Find out which horror movie stereotype you are

No pressure tags!

@marcspectrr @whatthefishh @campingwiththecharmings @daughterofthequeen @my-secret-shame @raven-rk @rmoonstoner @howaboutcastiel @oidontsaythat @spider-starry and anyone else who wants to play!

[renonv]

Got mega inspired by @temtamtom ‘s gorgeous art so I went a littleeeee crazy 🫶

The rest of gay sillies below ⬇️

Ivan will regret letting them go this day but he WILL get Francis back for it (as history will tell)

[mochii-derogatory]

for legal reasons this edit is a joke 😁

[candyheartedchy]

@hannathecartoonlover Finally made that chibi version of my self insert! :D

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

man I hate when this happens

[gentlebeard]

If I could hold you for a minute, Darling, I’d go through it again

For @edsbacktattoo & @stedesearring 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 1 & 2 Music: Francesca by Hozier YouTube

[kuriusagiart]

The nicknames guy.

[hasello]

So the Cousin AU is just absolutely adorable! I was wondering what place would Draxum have in the Cousin world Family? [Also do you allow fanart?]

(I’m glad you like my work!! It means a lot 🩷 also yes I do allow fanart!! absolutely, go ahead!!)

Oh I’m so glad you asked! I was thinking about it a lot actually.

Then at some point, just as we know, Orange would help him and he’d slowly become a part of the family. Although I think Blue would be very hesitant about him, which would make the other cousins unsure about him too, as they’d be worried for Blue. They’d try to like Draxum but it’d be hard when one of your little cousins was so uncomfortable with him.

(I think my Baby Blue comic could be a part of this au. I have an idea for a whole comic tho, about the movie stuff for rise so we’ll see!! 🫢)

So yeah, in the end Draxum would be a dad to the Rise boys and an uncle to the other turtles. I think I like the idea of other Splinters being a little mad at Lou for getting so close to the ex-villain, especially when Blue was so upset about it. They’d come to accept him tho, after they were sure their baby blue started to trust him AND seeing how a relationship makes Lou happier.

That’s it, I think. Thank you for the question, love!! 😚❤️

[ruushes]

tagged by @ghostwise for wip wednesday!! it’s not wednesday anymore but it’s lae’zel appreciation hours at all times

[sayurinn]

Good morning la squadrians!!! If you’re even out there…😔💔 ghiaccio somehow became one of my favorite jojo characters despite being in only like 3 episodes and being annoying, irritating, and stupid the entire time… so here’s a ghiaccio drawing and some la squadra doodles :-)

^^^ these are charm wips… still deciding on a final style so if you have opinions lmk ;D

[babygirlwolverine]

big changes but the same fluff blog! get ready for double the kisses with deancas and poolverine 💋

deancaskiss >>>>> babygirlwolverine \|/

thank you to everyone who voted in my url poll. y’all chose this url so this one’s for you! and don’t worry, there will still be plenty of destiel on my blog with lots of poolverine too ❤️💛

[ricciardo133]

July 2018

maxiel, Daniel genderswap, pining, drunken hook-up alluded to

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Max wakes up slowly, feeling a girl cling to his side in the hotel bed. He can't remember Daniel and him inviting girls over to their shared room to unwind after Silverstone, but they did drink an inadvisable amount. Daniel had drank some noxiously sweet wine that some fan had gifted him. Idiotic, Max had thought. Max stuck to gin, a drink that normally doesn't leave him feeling this discombobulated. He feels wrecked, sore, and achy. He doesn't even feel ready to open his eyes.

The woman beside him stretches and sighs. "Rough night, eh, Maxy?" she says in a familiar Australian lit.

They both freeze.

Max sits up, slapping around the hotel lamp until he finds the switch. He stares wide-eyed at the woman lying beside him, her mass of dark curls against tan skin. Her wide, familiar eyes with that distinctive nose set between. Her hands are flung over her mouth, but Max can still see the right tattoos in the right places, only against different curves.

He glances down at perky, bare tits and soft, wide hips, and then back up in embarrassed shock.

"Daniel?"

"Yeah."

"You're a girl."

"So I've noticed."

Max gets up, starkly aware of his own nudity. He fumbles in the morning light for clothes, glancing at his reflection in the mirror as he pulls on a pair of sweatpants.

He's still quite himself, but the hickeys are new. He didn't know his face could feel this hot. He mentally feels memories from last night brush against his psyche in frustratingly fleeting snippets. Biting down on soft thighs. Warmth and tightness. Hard nipples in his mouth. God, he thinks, we finally did it and I can't fucking remember shit.

He looks back, seeing Daniel is gone. He panics and hustles to the bathroom where not-Daniel-but-still-Daniel stands and assess his body.

"Wow, kinda thought girl-me would have a bigger rack."

"You're taking this well."

"Well, obviously, we're dreaming."

"Hm."

Daniel twists in his spot, watching his reflection as he gives his ass a smack. Max is immediately hard.

"Daniel."

"Max," he echoes with faux shock. "Relax, this is, like, a seriously vivid dream. A horny one at that. I think we boned last night."

Max can't utter a word. He just watches as Daniel feels up his own body, smaller hands drifting over smooth skin. His nails skate along his thigh's tattoos, upwards to drift along fine hair between his legs. Max squirms and feels anything but asleep.

"So real," Daniel whispers.

"Can you maybe put something on?" Max begs. Daniel cocks an eyebrow and smirks. Max feels unnerved seeing his expressions in a feminine font. Daniel's refreshing confidence always made Max feel... too much. Like if he wasn't careful, he could spill over with it all. Watching Daniel now fondle his chest, pressing the small mounds together as he assessed himself in the mirror, Max felt ready to burst.

And they fucked. He turns and heads out to the hotel room.

Life is cruel and this dream sucks and he wishes he could remember.

"Hey, Max, hey," Daniel soothes, coming up behind him and blessedly covered in a hotel towel. "I seriously think this can't be real. Just like...what's that DiCaprio film?"

"Huh? Inception?"

"Yeah, that one. Just a really, really good...weird dream."

"Okay, then hit me." Max walks up to Daniel. He's not used to being this much taller. He feels dizzy again with need, wanting nothing more than to pin the older Aussie down on the bed. To hike his soft yet strong legs over his shoulders. Maybe it'd be fine if they did it again, since it maybe is an impossible dream and Daniel's not a boy right now. Not that it mattered normally. Max didn't care, he just wanted to feel him all over again.

"What?" Daniel smiles, eyebrows knit in confusion.

"In dreams, that's how you wake up. Like, a kick to jolt you awake, right?"

"Oh, right. Yeah, we should wake up."

Max leans closer and turns his cheek.

"I'm not smacking you, Max. Here," Daniel takes Max's hand in his. All Max wants was to knit their fingers together, to feel the way his palm is finally bigger than Daniel's. "We'll do it to ourselves, okay?"

Daniel places Max's hand against his own cheek. He watches the gorgeous woman in front of him mirrors him, hand raised gently, fingertips against the curls that fall so, so long down to the middle of Daniel's back. He'd look so good with hair like that even as a boy. Max thinks to tell him this and stops himself.

"On three, yeah?"

"Okay."

Daniel counts down, in that singsong voice that's his but not his pitch. Max tries to commit it to memory as he gives himself a just-too-painful slap.

And nothing changes. The only thing that changes is now Daniel panics.

"Holy fucking shit, Max."

"Daniel-"

"This is real."

"We'll fix this," Max tries as Daniel starts tearing apart the hotel room. Max glances at the clock on the nightstand while Daniel goes on a heated search for something. "We don't have to leave for the flight for two hours."

Christ. He pictures telling their team anything. Daniel can still race, of course, Max thinks. He'll just need a new suit that fits better. And some adjustments to the car's seat fit. And a good PR statement that, yes, something impossible happened overnight but no worries we'll be set for Hockenheim so don't worry about how this happened.

"This!" Daniel says, leaping up to Max and putting a small card in his hand. "This is why! Read it. It came with the wine that hot girl gave me."

Max rolls his eyes and reads it. He narrows his gaze. "A change, temporary, good for two? What's that mean?"

"Beats me, but read it again. Temporary." He sighs, letting his head knock back. Max stares at the line of hickeys down Daniel's thinner neck, too faint. "I do kinda miss my dick."

"How does it feel?" Max asks despite himself. "To be a girl?"

"Good, I guess." Does Daniel press his thighs together reflexively, Max wonders. He feels pent up and horny again. "Like, I don't mind it, but it'll be hell to buy a whole new wardrobe," he attempts to joke through shaky laughs.

"Maybe that note meant 'two' like in two times," Max says, voice quiet.

All he can hear for a moment is the whirl of the hotel aircon. He watches Daniel's feminine frame, his big eyes and wet lips.

"Can you remember any of it?" Daniel asks, voice barely registering above the whirl.

"Not much."

"And it kinda doesn't count, right? Because I'm not really me right now, so its okay? And you don't mind?"

It can count, Max wants to beg. It can. It can be okay after, too. It can be okay all the time.

"I don't mind. You're hot as a girl." The last three words feel too final. Daniel's shoulders fall as he nods.

"Yeah, a stunner, huh? So, well, we'll take her for one last ride."

Finally, Daniel walks up and pushes Max onto the hotel bed. Max's mind reels as Daniel lets the towel drop. Two breasts in Max's face as he feels thighs straddle his waist. His hands fly up to trace eager lines up Daniel's spine and rake gentle tracks back down with his nails. They both shudder.

"Last time, right?" Daniel says between kisses down Max's neck. Max feels his eyes water. It doesn't have to be. But he doesn't say anything. He flips Daniel over on the bed, body tenting over the smaller frame. And this time, he focuses. He wants to make Daniel feel good. He wants to come inside. He wants to etch every moment deep in his mind, so he'll remember every gasp, every touch, every sigh.