Just wanted to say take your time with your art and take care of yourself! The reblogs and likes were a fun game, but NOT a business transaction. Creating something from nothing is WAY harder than hitting a button. Don't let any Anons pressure you. You have a life outside of Tumblr. We're not entitled to anything!
thank you!
I don't plan on stressing myself out by well… impatient anons.
I am aware that we live currently in a society that works on demand.
like the patience for waiting got slim
and I have to admit I made the small mistake of not considering that well… December was around the corner when I posted that ask. and that's the time work and festivities pick up. like I believe most of us are around this time rather busy.
I will get to draw these au. they are on my to-do list. they already have doodles and concepts. there are just deadlines that come first and friends that need help that gets prioritized.
I am thankful for all my followers and occasional lurkers that are understanding enough and stick around till getting to complete my next illustration.
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What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
Jon Snow - and family that haunts him, because sometimes ghosts make for the best love stories.
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Wait, did you put a photo of Vil and Neige as kids in Eric’s office??
oh good, I was afraid that wasn't going to read properly and people would just be like "what is this supposed to be". :') but yeah! I like to think Eric was pretty fond of Neige as a kid! single dad sees orphan child approximately the same age as his own son and goes "hmm. okay, you guys are going to be friends now." (this did not go as well as he'd hoped.)
(also I do love how it's kind of a running joke that everyone loves Neige except for Vil, who's standing over in the corner and just seething with furious irrational hatred. someday maybe he'll find someone who doesn't think Neige is the best thing since cinnamon rolls.)
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Here are three eras of Disney.
The Beginning (Snow White), the Renaissance (Mulan) and Modern Times (Asha).
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✩ it don’t need your loving, it just needs attention ✩
MASTERLIST
pairing: Coriolanus Snow x reader
summary: perhaps you’d bitten off a little more than you could chew when you agreed to let Snow pretend to court you. (title from attention by doja cat)
warnings: NSFW (18+), snow being snow, themes of sex work (not the reader), cuckolding, eventual smut, fake relationship, unprotected sex, themes of voyeurism & mild exhibitionism, murder/violence mention (but no actual murder) (not yet at least?), MAJOR manipulation/gross power dynamics + generally darkish themes, some power play, lots of switching between dom/sub dynamics, oral sex, thigh riding, face sitting, degradation, dirty talk, edging/orgasm denial, eventual piv (pls tell me if i forgot anything!)
i do not give permission for my work to be reposted/translated anywhere, under any circumstances.
taglist: if you’d like to be tagged, pls comment on this masterlist (helps me keep track of everyone!! i can’t always answer everybody who asks, but know i’ve added you and ily!) 💌
moodboards
chapter one
chapter two
chapter three
chapter four
chapter five
chapter six
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there’s nothing coriolanus loves more than a fight.
when you’re being bratty and defiant. when you’re feeling uncomfortable or just pent up, but you’re far too stubborn to just ask him to fuck you- ask him to be mean to you. where’s the fun in that?
so instead, you’re snarky and snappy and huffy and mean. and like clockwork, coriolanus knows what you need. he knows you need the fussy fucked right out of you, and he’s more than happy to help.
one hand on your cheek, pressing you into the mattress, the other pinning your hands to the small of your back. your ass high in the air while he fucks you, sharp, calculated jabs of his hips, cock stabbing right into your womb leaving you seeing stars.
he’s mocking you, his favorite thing to do. “you had so much to say earlier and now what? hm? where’s all that attitude? surely you’ve not given in this easily. you’ve lost your fight, my darling.”
normally, it would spark a defiant rage in you, have you fighting and squirming against him. you don’t have it in you this time. instead, you just whimper, brain absolute mush between your ears at the way he’s fucking you- positively dumb on his cock. the squelch of your pussy with every thrust and slide of his cock in your sopping cunt, it’s sickening, taunting. it’s music to coryo’s ears.
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✸ tom blyth x actress!reader au
𓆩♡𓆪 yn avocot 𓆩♡𓆪
balleona laurent in the ballad of songbirds and snakes
𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 social media posts (in order starting from the beginning of their relationship)
intro: live, laugh, scream!
: ̗̀➛ mr. and ms. snow
: ̗̀➛ disgustingly inlove
: ̗̀➛ in a world full of boys, he’s a gentleman
: ̗̀➛ you put the ballad in the ballad of songbirds and snakes
: ̗̀➛ I’d be the man!
: ̗̀➛ all because i liked a boy | yes i know that he’s my ex (part 2)
𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 small fics (in order)
: ̗̀➛ you can let go now !
: ̗̀➛ sassy men do it better!
: ̗̀➛ i’m a jealous, jealous, jealous, boy.
: ̗̀➛ wired autocomplete
: ̗̀➛ she was like a shot of espresso
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