I am Phillip, a prince with my own mind, dragon slayer and hero extraordinaire. I am recently wed to my beloved, Aurora, future mother of my children, my one and only, now and forever Sidebar image by Studiomia Wallpaper by Bri-chan, colored by Jackieocean
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Prince Phillip | Festival of Fantasy Parade
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Philip pulled Belle in, holding her close, but loosely. He smiled charmingly down at her. “Then I’ll teach you!” he suggested brightly. “I’ve taken dozens of lessons. I think I’ve learned a thing or two about how to teach in turn.”
He lifted their hands above her and led her into a twirl in place. “I’ll go slow, until you have the hang of it.”
Before “Beauty” || Phillip and Belle
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“This won’t due. I’ve brought the mood down,” Philip said. He pulled Samson up short and swiftly dismounted, then held his hand up to the young lady still stride his steed.
“Come, milday. Share a dance with me.”
He smiled warmly, his chocolate eyes smiling more brightly than his lips. He was determined to lift both their moods, and there was nothing better than a dance in the woods for that.
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He looked down at his companion and a soft smile brushed his lips. “Yes,” he said automatically. “I really have nothing to complain about. And yet I do, nonetheless.” He looked around at the trees, the colors striking against the cobalt sky beyond. “Do you ever feel bad for not liking the life you lead, even though you know it’s the best possible life?”
Before “Beauty” || Phillip and Belle
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Once Upon A Dream by AmadeuxWay
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1.12.16 - Art Dump
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Kiss me... by SilverCatseyes
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Once upon a dream…….
Insta- @sthompsonart
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Phillip slid back into place, and he was more comfortable now, too. His chest fit comfortably against her back and he reached around her to take up the reins again. “Let’s go, Samson!” he said brightly and snap the reins. The stallion reared and took off, galloping at high speed for the show of it.
A bright smile lit up Belle’s features. She bit her bottom lip in excitement and held on firmly to Samson’s mane, just enough to stabilize her arms and keep her balanced. The wind blew through her hair, loosening a few locks from her ribbon and whipping them around her face. The countryside was so beautiful to explore, and Belle was all too eager to take in every last sun-kissed autumn leaf. This must be what heaven was like.
Before long, the open fields gave way to the woods that surrounded Belle’s village. Phillip felt at home in the woods. The trees hid him from view, and in here, it was much easier not to be a prince, and to only be a man. A dashingly handsome, sophisticated, kind, charming man, let’s be honest, but just a man nonetheless. No one told him of his duties and responsibilities, no one reminded him that in a few short years, he’d be meeting the girl he was supposed to marry. Again, technically, but a baby was not a person yet. People had personality than that.
Without meaning to, he sighed, letting his woes out in the breath. Truly, it was good to be a prince like him. He had the freedom to do whatever he wanted, and even if he wasn’t supposed to, he got away with doing it anyway.
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I can't remember if you're the one who did the Helsa fanart with Hans shirtless and Elsa in a blue shirt looking up at him, but the tumblr user notsoswaggy69 is claiming it as their own, and I thought you ought to know. If you scroll down a bit on the first page, you'll see it.
Yes! That is mine! Thank you very much for alerting me to this, kind anon.
As a warning to everyone else, notsoswaggy.tumblr.com cropped and put their own sig on my artwork, a piece that was a Christmas gift for a friend of mine, and claimed it as their own. They also said they’d be posting more artwork in a few days, so watch out. It might be yours!
My original artwork
Their stolen one
I have already reported it to Tumblr, flagging their blog as not following the Tumblr guidelines. Subsequently, they’ve been blocked from my page and won’t be able to find my art on here anymore. (Not to say they won’t see it on my dA page, but I’m on high alert now.)
Please be careful out there, folks.
UPDATE: Scrolling through their page, most of the drawings posted are Helsa related, so if you’re a Helsa artist, LOOK THROUGH THEIR PAGE FOR YOUR ART.
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Phillip slid back into place, and he was more comfortable now, too. His chest fit comfortably against her back and he reached around her to take up the reins again. “Let’s go, Samson!” he said brightly and snap the reins. The stallion reared and took off, galloping at high speed for the show of it.
Before “Beauty” || Phillip and Belle
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Envisioning Disney Guys in “Real Life”
Created by Jirka Väätäinen. If you like this series, then check out Jirka’s Envisioning Disney Girls in Real Life here.
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Oh, thank goodness! She had some common sense! “If you’re afraid I’ll be offended, you’re mistaken, milady.” He reined Samson in and slid back, off the saddle altogether for the moment. “Feel free to get comfortable, Belle. We can get going again once you’re ready.”
It was he who wasn’t comfortable right now, but it would be short lived. Well, he and Samson, who glared at him over his shoulder. He shot the horse a warning look behind Belle’s back.
Before “Beauty” || Phillip and Belle
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“She is, indeed, most wondrous fair, Gold of sunshine in her hair, Lips that shame the red, red rose. In ageless sleep, she finds repose.”
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The white horse tried to frown at her, but a stern look from Phillip made him nod agreeably instead. “Well, as soon as you’re ready, say the word,” he smiled.
Samson broke into a casual, bouncy trot until they were past the last fence, and then he pushed a little faster. But only a little, because he could feel the annoying tension Phillip was putting on the reins.
“Anywhere in particular you’d like to go, or shall we let the wind carry us?” he asked the young lady in front of him. He looked at her posture and frowned slightly. This wasn’t a sidesaddle, and he was sure that it couldn’t be horribly comfortable for her.
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Satisfied that Belle was securely in the saddle, Phillip pulled himself up and settled behind her. “Comfortable?” he asked. He reached around her to take up the reins. “How fast do you like to go?”
He urged Samson into a walk, not willing to run the townspeople over just to see that glint in Belle’s eye again. The could speed up once they were clear of the city limits. It looked like there was a big, rolling country just beyond the gates.
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