i still love the cleverness of this.
i still love the cleverness of this.
[First image: Disney’s Snow White, leaning over and talking.
Second image: Disney’s Cinderella, looking surprised.]
(443): Just come over and take your pants off. 35 mins tops. You’ll be home before midnight Cinderella.
Thank you very much for your submission!
Anonymous said: Would you be able to make a femslash of Tiana from The Princess and the Frog, and Cinderella? (:
Absolutely! I look forward to it!
"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear." -Martin Luther King Jr.-
OH MY GOD
GET IT MULAN ;D
Get yourself some snow queen lurve-ing :D
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS AND WHERE CAN I FIND IT?!
Rough Sketch of a currently unnamed Merelsa comic basically of Merida learning belly dancing and Elsa “enjoying”. Still can’t draw Elsa’s hair without a good reference.
LOOK baku-babe I DID IT.
AND THERE IS A PLUS. BECAUSE I LIKE PUT BONUSES.
The nest wouldn’t fit atop the rowan tree, unfortunately. Instead it was just at the base, covered in warm hay, furs, bordered by flowers delivered by fairies that were as excited of the unborn heir as its parents. As the sun rose above the horizon the eyes of the Guardian of the Moors slowly opened, hearing the sound of movement in the surrounding trees. The corners of her lips turned up slightly as a blonde head appeared from the trees.
The Queen of the two kingdoms grinned as soon as she spotted her mate in their nest, wings curled about herself as she reclined against the old rowan tree. Without needing to speak she approached the large nest, bending at the waist and pressing a small kiss against the Guardian’s forehead before kneeling before her.
“May I see them..?” Aurora asked softly, knowing how protective Maleficent had been since the egg had been laid. Dark wings slowly pulled back, allowing Aurora to look in on a large pale brown egg, speckled with darker spots. It was at least three feet in length, but she knew that Maleficent had no trouble keeping it warm when she was away. She also knew that Diaval, as hilarious as he found his mistress to be caring for an egg, also assisted the Guardian in protecting their child.
Aurora gently reached forward, smiling brightly as the smooth, warm shell seemed to pulse beneath her palm. She could even feel slight movement beneath the hard covering, gasping as she heard a small tap. The first time she’d heard that she immediately thought of a baby bird, its beak pecking at its temporary home. But then she was reminded their child very well may have horns, and that made her smile ever brighter. Maleficent gave a small grunt, Aurora pulling away as the faerie carefully turned the egg in her arms. She stretched out a wing, an invitation for Aurora to join her. The blonde woman moved closer, snuggling into her mate’s side, head resting on her shoulder as they looked down upon the egg.
Aurora had grown from a gangly, naïve teenager to a wonderful queen. It had taken time for tensions to die down, and with the help of Maleficent and those loyal to the people rather than their titles, they managed to bring the kingdom into an age of prosperity not seen since before King Henry’s own rule. She was much beloved by her people, and the peace between the Moors and the human kingdom was also much beloved, as now the lands were allowed to border that of the Moors. Anyone crossing into the fae lands without permission were steadfastly reported to Aurora and Maleficent for admonishment, and those with nefarious plans were just as quickly punished. Otherwise the borders were respected, and that was wonderful for both groups.
It was on Aurora’s 19th birthday that the still young Queen decided to break tradition and offered her Godmother a gift instead. The Guardian had been surprised, but not ungrateful, enjoying the gift of True Love’s Kiss, recognizing it now for what it truly was, and quickly wiping away the nearly two decades of heart-ache of Stefan’s betrayal. A year of courting followed, or rather, the people were told it was courting, but really it was more of the same, but included more kisses, more nights alone. They were married in the eyes of the kingdom, but that meant little to them, because in the eyes of the faeries they were mated, bound together forever.
When the question of heirs was brought up amongst the humans Maleficent became worried, concerned that Aurora would have to find some male of her kingdom, perhaps another royal, perhaps Phillip. She was reassured by Aurora who told her she would never do that to her, knowing how it would pain Maleficent. Yet the Guardian knew the necessity of a human heir for human kingdoms. She set about searching for a way that perhaps they could have their own child. Not knowing her own parents she left Aurora and explored the entirety of the Moors, which was vast in its own right, searching for answers. When she found them, she was satisfied with knowledge of her own past, and excited that now she and Aurora could produce an heir for her kingdom and begin a family of their own. Perhaps the child will have wings like hers, the three of them could fly into the skies together.
Maleficent slowly began to slip into sleep once more, having spent the night turning the egg at various intervals until the child inside stopped fidgetting in discomfort. Now the would-be hatchling was calm could she rest. Aurora smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her mate’s cheek before gently slipping from out of her wing, grinning as the wing adjusted to cover the egg completely once more.
Hearing flapping above her she glanced up and smiled proudly at Diaval who gave a squawking laugh, turning back to his human form, his laugh changing with him. Aurora shook her head, arms crossing defiantly, a proud smile still on her face.
“It’s still hilarious to me, Aurora! The great Guardian of the Moors,” he puffed his chest, chin lifted and his fists on his hips in some incorrect imitation of Maleficent. “Sitting on an egg like a mother hen!” Aurora shook her head, glancing towards the faerie and back at the raven.
“Hush you, she’s my mate, caring for my egg! She can look as silly as she wants!” This only made Diaval laugh harder, very nearly falling out of the tree. Aurora, still confident in her argument and pride in her growing family, snapped back once more. Neither was looking at Maleficent as the woman’s eyes narrowed at them, jaw clenching as she lifted her head.
“Bugger off, the both of you! I’m trying to rest!!” The arguing pair immediately shrank away, Diaval slipping out of the tree and inching to the trees, Aurora holding her hands up in apology.
“Sorry, Mistress, it’s just so—I mean, I’ll be going!” He scurried off, Aurora just smiling sheepishly.
“Sorry, love…I’m just so proud of you and…” Maleficent just huffed, eyes shutting as she settled back down over the egg. Aurora smiled warmly at the faerie, arms lowering again before returning to her mate, settling beside her, happily watching over her mate and child.
—Aaand, cuz I also decided on doing a bonus…here ya go: part 2!
I. AM. DYINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!
SOMEBODY CALL 911! YOU KNOW WHAT? FORGET IT, THEY CAN’T HELP BECAUSE I’M ALREADY DEAD!
FLUFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO MUCH FLUFF!!!!!!!!! akjfakahjkdlhadjkgaljhdlghkafjfhgajkhdfga YOU HAVE TO READ BOTH CHAPTERS!
Stuff I never posted: this Maleficent comic