#dust of snow

[itspileofgoodthings]

[writing-for-life]

Dust of Snow—Robert Frost (art by Jon J Muth)

In the spirit of thinking about my favourite artists, I give you Jon J Muth today. And yes, I’m still salty he lost against Shawn McManus in March Mania 🤣

But all of that aside, this is a page taken from “Poems to Learn by Heart”. His illustrations are just magical (that goes for all of his stuff to be honest—read “Moonshadow” by J.M. Matteis, although I also need to mention Kent Williams and George Pratt in that case to stay fair).

If I get back into it again, I might write a bit more, but for now, it shall only be: Check out Muth’s work and give him some love…

[quotesandzensome]

The way a crow, shook down on me, the dust of snow from a hemlock tree has given my heart a change of mood and saved some part of a day I had rued.

~Robert Frost, Dust of Snow

[billionneuronscurious]

Glow of Poem.

Dull was the day,

My mood was in dismay.

Cuddled myself in Pashmini I lay.

But then I read Frost's poem 'Dust of Snow',

And inside me it brought a different glow,

It was a newly found light,

My mood then swung in delight.

- Dhairyasheel Dayal 

[culturevulturette]

Dust of Snow

The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued.

Robert Frost

[nomorenightingaless]

Bojack Horseman is, to me, the crow from Robert Frost's Dust Of Snow. It is the otherwise pessimistic and depressing show that changed my victim mindset (has given my heart a change of mood) and quite literally saved a part of my life that i would have later rued.

[akiretv]

cracking jokes in the cold

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Mate Robert Frost possessed you, dunno if you've heard this but:

The way a crow shook down on me

The dust of snow from a hemlock tree

Has given my heart a change of mood

And saved some part of a day I rued or smth aaaaah

I think yours is an improvement honestly Frost possessed you to rewrite his work in a better way. Did I remember it correctly high school English trauma wait lemme look it up

Crow lands before me,

drops a treasure at my feet.

Saved my life that day.

[dustykneed]

jim's toxic trait is being too hot for winter clothes (he runs hot and makes it everyone's problem)

[lemm-moxx]

i want it to snow mannnn 😭😭

[anisangeldust]

Coryo needy, masturbating hidden from the reader

i NEED desperate, whiny little bitch coryo 🎀

Pairing: Coriolanus x fem!reader (he thinks of you)

Warnings: subby!Coryo, needy!Coryo, masturbation (m receiving), mentions of sex, established relationship, dom/sub dynamic mention.

A/N: a blurb for the thirsties

Coriolanus Snow was a man of strong will, an almost imperceptible spirit of a person, most people would describe him as apathetic and cruel.

yet here he was, fucking his fist like a teenager to the thought of his girlfriend calling him a “good boy”.

He had needed you all day to be honest, following you around like a lost puppy while you did mundane household tasks, giving you big eyes when you said that you had plans and couldn’t fuck him until you got home. He was doing anything he could to try and be patient, but everytime he closed his eyes he was flooded with the images of you with your mouth around his cock.

Being away from you was the world’s sweetest torture.

It was only so long before he couldn’t take it anymore, he rushed upstairs to your shared room and climbed in your side of the bed, your lingering scent only making his now painful erection that much worse.

He tugged down his lounge pants and his dick sprung free of its confines, the flushed red tip already leaking pre-cum.

Slowly jerking himself, Coriolanus started thinking of any part of you his mind could muster, your ass, your tits, how good it felt when he was fucking you, and even how much he loved when you were riding him.

He imagined it was your hand, perfectly manicured fingers wrapping around the base of his cock, little kitten licks applied to his tip as he whimpered and moaned about how it wasn’t fair, your rich and beautiful voice murmuring how he was such a good boy and how you’re so proud of him.

But right now it was just his fist and his whiny little groans, the bucked up his hips like a bitch and pressed the right side of his face into your pillow, cumming to the scent of your shampoo and images of your being.

He just wiped his hand in his pants and rolled over, dozing off on your side of the bed and only waking up later when you got home and teased him for having to fuck his fist like he was 16.

[angelmush]

magenta smoothie 4 breakfast, vibrant vase of tulips 4 my gf, black dragon dog 4 sharing the couch with, and a big stack of notebooks 4 writing

[donutdrawsthings]

been really enjoying reading Laika's Comet at @laikascomet ! You make really charming characters and all the visuals and colours you use in your comic always get me feeling so stoked and inspired!

[frostedclock]

Cozy Nights

[junawashere-art]

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snowy charlie 🍎

[thevacillator]