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peachbabypie · 2 years
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A ✨ fallen ✨ prince
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bluebutter-art · 2 years
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Your progress art post is so inspirational!! What are your biggest tips for people trying to improve their art like you have?
Hi, thank you so much for sending me such a lovely message 💛 I'm so happy to hear that, especially since I personally think I've made a bit of a leap myself with where I am now in terms of my drawings compared to where I began. Frankly, I'm not the best person to come to for art advice as the things I do are mostly a chaotic mix of experimenting with drawing techniques, using references to trace and learn anatomy, and I guess... just keep practicing everyday even if it's only for light sketches and warm-ups (this last one I'm struggling with lately due to such a hectic rl schedule).
Also, I'd say, just have fun creating! Look at other people's art that inspires you, try to study their techniques so you can adopt that into your own drawings. For example, for lineart I was very inspired by upthehills's techniques- I love the thin, clean and crisp pencil look. These days, for colours, I really look up to @fictional and @peachbabypie for those bright vivid colours, and for general mood and atmosphere convallarias_art on instagram is my go to for inspiration. Anyway, I feel like I should close this by saying that art is supposed to be a relaxing and stress free hobby, and with patience and persistence, I'm sure your skills will match up to your own tastes :-)
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sitp-recs · 3 years
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top 5 Draco's hairstyles
Ohhh that’s a very interesting ask! I personally headcanon Draco with short hair but long hair has its uses a lovely aesthetique too! I’m gonna take the chance to scream a bit about some of my favorite Draco artworks 😬 here are my top picks in no particular order:
1. Imo @swymsuyt smashes Draco’s short haircut, I love it SO MUCH! It’s modern, stylish and fits his pointy face perfectly. This is totally a headcanon for his younger years (17-mid 20s). And speaking of short hair I’m obsessed with @creeeee’s model Draco - let’s ignore that gorgeous lean physique for a minute to focus on how SOFT his hair looks, I just wanna run my fingers through it and mess it a bit, so yeah this really is my fave Draco hairstyle when I think about it 👌🏼
2. This Draco by @bluebutter-art has my fave Draco face, I think - love the haircut (short and slick, very proper) but also his slightly imperfect face? The crooked mouth, the glasses, those delicate bony feet! Ultimate Draco aesthetics and it channels his grumpy energy perfectly.
3. All hail @zigster-ao3’s smoking Draco with this glorious hairstyle. I love this art so much, not only they look GORGEOUS in this jaded and mature version (by the way, I adore this take on both Harry and Draco wearing their hair long, the contrast is so pretty!), this has so much character and emotion, and I feel like their hair aesthetics and soft intimacy contribute to build the scene.
4. Charming and sexy Yoga instructor Draco with wavy long hair by @dragontamerdame is literally my kink - those gorgeous curls, the casual bun!!!! I totally feel Harry in this story because I’d be salivating over that man as well, good god does he looks good with long hair 😔🙌🏼 @fantalf also draws a gorgeous long haired-Draco, ethereal and delicate.
5. Finally I can’t NOT mention @peachbabypie’s amazing take on Draco’s growing hair in this lovely comic - I love his hair style clashing with the green robes as much as I love healer!Draco and the awkward but charming flirting between those two idiots. Peach has a very different style from everything I’ve seen in Drarry art so far and I love her unique aesthetics for this ship!
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I have this idea of a prompt for a highschool au where jock tony stark is dating sweet and kind nerd peter parker. tony and his team won, so peter to awarded tony by having hardcore sex in the locker room and peter wearing a cheerleader outfit
Warnings: Tony is freshly-turned 18, Peter is 17. Cross-dressing, semi-public sex, dirty talk, some feminization. Also, you might as well imagine Peter Parker with @peachbabypie’s eyelashes in this bc have you seen how they draw him? Have you? Unf.
Nothing could have prepared Tony for this. He couldn’t seem to close his mouth where it hung wide open as he watched Peter pull the baggy hoodie off his body and toss it to the side where his acid-washed jeans lied, a crumpled heap of denim. Words escaped him, and he couldn’t help but flap his gums like an idiot as his boyfriend moved to stand between his spread thighs and maneuver Tony’s hands to his thin exposed hips.
A cheer leading uniform. A motherfucking cheer leading uniform hugged his lean body, pectorals framed by the thick material of the long-sleeved green, white, and gold crop top. The skirt barely even covered his creamy white thighs, although a rather delicious looking mole poked out from beneath the hem. It was high-waisted and snug against the smooth curve of his ass.
Fuck. Holy fuck.
Above him, Peter giggled and ran a hand through his boyfriend’s sweaty, helmet-tangled hair. Fresh from a post-game debrief on their nationals practice schedule, he hadn’t had enough time to shower or change out of his uniform, although those garish shoulder pads were stored with the rest of their team equipment.
“Do you like it?” he asked, although the way he chewed his glossy lip told Tony that he already knew the answer to his own question. 
“Holy shit,” Tony breathed, and he settled his thumbs against Peter’s hip bones, thumbing the soft skin. “Where… How did you get this?”
“MJ helped. And I might owe Betty about six weeks of calculus homework for letting me borrow this.”
Tony swallowed with a throat that was suddenly very dry. 
“Baby,” Tony said, eyes wide and drinking in the sight before him. His eyes drifted down to Peter’s shoes, which were their usual worn black sneakers, but this time he was wearing frilly socks with green and gold embroidered along the edges. He groaned and leaned his forehead against Peter’s stomach. “Baby, you can’t just do this to me.”
He felt more than heard Peter’s laugh. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to reward you for taking the team all the way to nationals this year. You’ve been working so hard, Tony. I thought you deserved something for all your hard work.”
“A ‘reward,’ huh? What would this have been if we lost?”
“Cheering up.”
Tony snorted. “Either way, I was going to get you in a cheerleader skirt?”
Peter hummed an affirmative answer, his voice tempering off into an unsteady moan as Tony’s hands slipped around the curve of his hip to cup his ass. Peter moaned, and Tony lifted his head to kiss his bare midriff. The muscles underneath his skin twitched against Tony’s tongue when he parted his lips and planted an open-mouthed kiss just above his navel.
“Shit, Peter, why here?” he suddenly moaned. Peter’s fingers caressed his cheeks down to his jaw so he could bring Tony’s eyes up to him. “There’s no fuckin’ lube, and the team could come in at any minute. Got me so hard in the locker room of all damn places…”
Tony wanted to shove Peter down and fuck the smirk right off his face. His pink tongue poked out from between his teeth when he giggled at Tony’s predicament. 
“Oh, come on,” Peter teased, thumb tracing the plush curve of Tony’s bottom lip. Tony nipped at the pad with his front teeth. “Like you never thought of doing it here. Bending me over one of the benches, ass in the air in the shower room, fucking my face into one of the lockers. The danger of someone seeing us is what turns you on.”
Peter tapped his fingers against Tony’s mouth with each lewd suggestion. Tony took two of them into his mouth, pinching a knuckle between his teeth, eyes never leaving Peter’s. The younger of them gasped when he felt Tony’s teeth on his skin.
“Believe me, baby, I have.” Peter’s finger fell from Tony’s mouth at his admission. As if missing the contact, Tony’s fingers dug into the meat of his ass. “But I don’t have any lube on me, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Good thing I came prepared, then.“ 
Tony reluctantly allowed Peter to pull himself away from him and walk to where he had discarded his clothes. His hips almost seemed to sway from side to side when he bent down to retrieve whatever had been tucked away in his jeans pocket. Tony swore he was doing it on purpose, angling his ass so that it was all Tony could focus on.
Peter held up a small black bottle in his fingers when he stood up. 
That was all the motivation Tony needed to get back on his feet, dig his fingers into Peter’s arms, and shove him into the lockers up against the wall behind him. He crowded Peter’s space, and Peter looked absolutely enthralled by it.
Their lips crashed together messily. Peter moaned against Tony’s mouth as he reached down to grip the back of Peter’s thigh, and then giggled into his kiss when Tony hoisted him up into the air. Peter’s ankles interlocked at the small of Tony’s back, his head hitting the metal door of a locker with a dull thud, and Tony’s tongue lapping at his mouth. Tony’s rutting hips rubbing against his drew a whine from his chest.
His hair was soft in Tony’s fingers, curling them into the thick locks and drawing his head back. His neck bared, teeth and suctioned lips left purple circles in the pale skin. Tony knew they would darken overnight, and he couldn’t help the sharp thrust that followed the thought. Peter choked on a moan. His hand clamped over his mouth to smother another one when Tony ground against him.
“You were just gagging for this, weren’t you, baby?” Tony asked as he wrenched the lube bottle from Peter’s clenched hand. Thank God for his gymnastics classes, or Tony’s sure that Peter would have dropped to the floor when he released his hold on him to open the cap.
“I was hoping you would lose,” Peter admitted into his ear, legs tightening around Tony’s waist. “You fuck me so good when you’re upset.”
Tony laughed into his boyfriend’s neck and tried not to drop him. “Maybe next time Stephen kicks my ass at beer pong during one of his ragers, I’ll fuck you on his parents’ bed, huh?”
Peter mewled and moved his hips against Tony’s erection. His own strained against the skirt riding up over his ass and thighs, electricity running the paths of his nerves all the way down to his toes. Tony’s hair was still damp with sweat when he ran his fingers through it and felt his boyfriend’s appreciative moan vibrate against his chest.
The skirt was pulled up over his hips, exposing the hunter green bloomers and bulging arousal beneath. Peter pulled Tony into a hungry kiss. “Hurry up, meathead,” he moaned. 
Tony shifted him to get a better angle with his lube-slick fingers, and Peter reached between them to pull his bloomers off to the side. His head fell back, eyes clenched shut, at the first intrusion. Tony sucked a dark hickey into his neck, just beneath the angle of Peter’s jaw, and kissed it. Prominent and possessive, just the way he liked them.
Peter’s cock was barely visible from where he had shifted the bloomers to allow Tony’s fingers through. The spot in front was visibly wet from pre-cum, and Tony really wished he was on his knees instead.
“Shit, baby, you’re so wet,” he growled into Peter’s ear with a hard thrust of his fingers. Peter choked. “Betty’s going to be so mad your little clit soaked her uniform. Does she even know what you had planned? You tell her you wanted me to fuck you in her uniform?”
Peter buried his face in Tony’s neck at the magnificent stretch of three fingers inside of him. His grip on Tony’s uniform shirt was so tight that he was sure he would wrinkle the fabric.
Tony didn’t get an answer, just a desperate whimper as he removed his fingers from Peter’s hole. Peter tightened his hold around Tony’s neck to hold himself up with one arm and use his other to reach down between them and pull Tony’s fly open. The first brush of Peter’s fingers on his bare cock had Tony grinding up into it, heat and arousal flaring in his gut.
He got himself slicked up and smothered Peter’s moan with his mouth as he lined himself up and lowered Peter onto his cock. Tony murmured praise onto his lips as he pushed each inch of himself inside slowly, completely, filling the tight hole constricting around him. The back of Peter’s head hit the locker door behind him when Tony bottomed out, and a moan ripped through his chest that had both of them listening for any footsteps wandering close by.
When they heard nothing, Tony shifted his hold on Peter so he could hold the boy’s cheeks apart and start thrusting. The first was hard and deep and had Peter reaching behind him to grab at the top of the locker row. With each pull back, Peter lifted himself as best he could and dropped down onto Tony’s cock when he thrust. The angle pulled his cheer top up enough to expose his pretty pink nipples.
Tony’s breath was warm against Peter’s lips when he pressed in to kiss him.
“Damn, almost wish someone would walk in on this, watching me fuck you senseless,” he moaned and sunk his teeth into Peter’s bottom lip. His pace sped up, skin slapping against the meat of Peter’s ass, and Peter’s nails bit into his shoulder. He cried out when the head of Tony’s dick hit that sweet spot buried inside him. 
Peter moaned his name. He tried to keep up with Tony’s relentless pace. His toes curled inside his sneakers and heels dug into the small of Tony’s back. Pre-cum dribbled out of the head of his cock and soaked into the skirt. It was going to stain but Peter couldn’t care less.
Tony adjusted his grip again, Peter’s breath catching as the cock inside of him dragged deliciously against his inner walls, and reached between them to fist Peter’s aching dick. It was dark red in his hands, and Peter’s thighs shook when he twisted his wrist on the upstroke. His mouth fell open on a moan. Tony drank it down with a kiss.
“God, Tony,” Peter whined in his ear, voice so high he didn’t recognize it. “I’m gonna come. Too good, I’m gonna come.”
“Yeah? Gonna cream yourself, baby?” Tony growled in his ear, and Peter’s moan was downright sinful as he rolled his hips into Tony’s fist. “Let me see you come all over yourself, all over this slutty little skirt you got on.”
Tony’s fist worked hard on Peter’s shaft. Peter’s head fell back again, a silent scream on his parted lips when he came. His release shot onto the skirt hiked up his thighs and dribbled over Tony’s fingers. He struggled to make any other sound when the pleasure ebbed away to a stinging pain. It was too much, it hurt, but god, he didn’t want Tony to stop.
The pained, overwhelmed sobs that left Peter’s chest encouraged Tony; he pulled his hand off of Peter’s cock to grip as his ass and begin pounding away at him, chasing his own pleasure. It built and built, a tightening spring low between his thighs, before it burst. Tony swore he saw stars when he came, and he could hear Peter keening in his ear.
Tony ground his hips into Peter’s while the pleasure washed over him. Peter was nearly bent in half, body sensitive, thighs shaking in Tony’s hands. He kissed Tony’s temple and ran his fingers through Tony’s thick hair until, finally, he pulled away and grinned at Peter.
“Holy shit,” he said with a laugh.
“Congrats on nationals,” Peter replied, and Tony smothered his answering laugh by sinking his teeth into Peter’s neck.
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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Sketches and WIPs I’ve never gotten around to finishing. These have never seen the light of day. Maybe I’ll finish these or redraw them at some point in this timeline ;)
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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Introspective thoughts, aka “why does Harry Potter make my heart clench?”
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peachbabypie · 3 years
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Kinktober 2021 — Collar
Because long haired!Draco and himbo!Harry is a major mood
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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A play off Not a Vanilla Prude –
Happy belated birthday, early Christmas present my beloved, amazing, smut soul sister @sitp-recs. A toast to the soul I will dance the night away flinging our panties into the night! You truly inspire me, my amazing muse! May you receive all the kisses and love and smut you so truly deserve!
For those who are new, the obsession Liv and I have with the following troupes: semi-public smut, motorcycle smut, banter smut, hair pulling smut, lip biting smut…IFYKYK ;)
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The dust hasn’t even settled, but there was a lull in between the action. Their fellow aurors were distracted enough after the arrests that Harry had the time to grab Draco and hide away in the darkness of the piss small alley where he had parked his bike several hours earlier. The stench didn’t last long, his senses overwhelmed by the rich musk of his partner, Draco blocking out everything but the heat between them. There was frenzied pushing and pulling, scratches that turned into bites and scrapes of teeth against skin. Even the cool muggy air of muggle London couldn’t make his skin shiver the way Draco’s fingers did. Harry’s ass slid up against the leather seat of his bike and he could feel the metal creak and moan. He muttered a stabilizing spell and vanished their robes in a single hurried breath
“Show off” Draco mutters as he hikes up Harry’s leg, pressing their heat together.
Harry grins, hissing as a stinging pull yanks his head back, his hair knotted in between vice like fingers. “Bet you can’t make me moan your name Ferret Face.”
Steel eyes narrow as Harry watches swollen lips hide behind sharp teeth, “That’s because I’ll have you screaming it, Potty.”
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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Today we celebrate the birthday of the amazing, the magnificent, the fantastic @shealwaysreads ✨🎊
Commissioned by the lovely @sitp-recs for @shealwaysreads, the uncensored version is for our birthday babe only folks ;) Based off her lovely lovely drabble Sleep Easy amongst other things 🥵 Happy birthday beautiful human! It was an honor to draw this, I hope you enjoy!
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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Some warm up sketches as I emerge from the grave of ✨art block✨
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peachbabypie · 3 years
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Part I: Storm
Stormy little cottagecore Drarry AU —
Where Harry moves into an old cabin in the middle of the woods and Draco is the fae of the forest and he’s curious about this messy haired human with oversized ill fitting clothes and why he keeps harvesting the saplings that Draco so lovingly plants around his forest and Harry finally invites the wet little fae into his cottage for a hot cuppa and it clicks for Draco that this weird shaggy man is in fact a wand maker and he’s been using Draco’s trees for wands. Chaos ensues.
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peachbabypie · 3 years
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Part II: Forest
The sequel no one asked for :) Draco finds Harry wandering around the forest at night in search of fallen unicorn hair and Draco disapproves of this shaggy human he absolutely does not have a crush on wandering around his woodlands just asking to be attacked by a rouge werewolf.
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peachbabypie · 3 years
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Idiots in Love: a 5 part saga
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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Part III: Workshop
We are now a Trilogy (that people did ask for haha)
Harry leaves his door unlocked for Draco to wander in and out and though he’ll never admit it, Draco is appreciative, if only because Harry has this mysterious human concoction in his cupboards called ‘coffee’ that is wickedly delicious. The fact that Harry’s eyes turn an intense shade of green and the way his magic warms Draco up from inside whenever this shaggy human is making wands has nothing to do with it. He’s only here because of this coffee potion. That’s it.
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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A silly little haha. you can’t convince me Draco doesn’t shed those silver locks all over the house (because I sure do)
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peachbabypie · 2 years
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Okay but white hair Harry tho?
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