The Gig, Sunday

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Unlike the majority of the male population of the island, Blind Seer had not woken up suddenly female.

When he and Firekeeper arrived at the Gig to find that the horses had not been so lucky... well. There wasn't too much wolfish snickering? Really.

The Devil's Nest- Sunday

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

Having heard radio, Susan came in to work tonight knowing that there was... silliness happening.

That hadn't prepared her for the sight of "Tina," a sight that she wasn't particularly see more than once. She was a little glad to be at the door while he- he? yes, he- was at the bar. Where she could avoid looking and being glad that whatever had happened this weekend hadn't affected her.

And if the island was smart, it never would.

The Devil's Nest was open.

Caritas, Sunday Evening

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Guy was still a woman as he arrived at work this evening. Because the island couldn't be nice and trim this crap down to one day, oh nooo. That would be too much.

Luckily Tino was in the same boat as him despite trying to go by Tina, his long lost sister.

"If you wanna get into a fight with Tiny over at the Devil's Nest..." Guy said, grinning as Tino went back to sulking about the change.

Drink Special
Wonder Woman

Stark Industries; Sunday [ 01/29 ].

[geewhizfellas.livejournal.com]

As tempting as it was, in his new form, to go find pretty dresses and frolic happily through fields of puppies and kittens and rainbows and everything, Butters was going to be good and still come into work, though it felt like a great sacrifice. He supposed it wasn't too bad. He liked worked at the shop and there were always plenty of things to keep him occupied, pieces of cool tech and metal to invent stuff out of.

But today, he was skipping all of that. He was, instead, doing his nails, singing to himself as he leaned over the counter in an innocently, accidentally suggestive fashion, happily brushing long even strokes and holding out his slim, pretty hand in approval of the nice shade of baby blue.

"You can't imagine the imentidy of the f---
Am I kidding about you money & man servant & the mansion you live in.
And I don't wanna go places that my ladies can't get in.
Grab a bottle, some boys and let's take it back to my basement.
And get Sleazy.
Sick of all your lines, so Cheesy!
Sorry daddy, but I'm not that easy!
I'm not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it.
Ima take it back to where my man & my girls is."


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Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening

[screwyoumarvel]

Despite the current...situation, Steve had insisted Tony report for training as per usual. Who knew, he might find himself needing to fight while in a female body at some point. Tony had been kind of awkward at first, but that was hardly surprising; finding oneself in a female body for the first time was disconcerting. It didn't occur to Steve that it might also have had something to do with the part where he looked like Rebecca Romijn rather impressive.

The sparring session was over now. Tony was getting pretty good, even considering the altered center of gravity. But he seemed upset, which Steve chalked up to the boobs when he asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

((For that guy, who is modded with permission, but open like a gym.))