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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year
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“Le Premier Bonhomme de Neige,” Le Petit Journal. November 6, 1932. Page 29. ---- La plupart du tempe, le premier bonhamme de neige de la saison d'hiver est façonné par des mains de jeunes garcons de la province de Québec. Cette année, ce plaisir revint aux jeunes sportifs de la ville américaine de Killdeer, Dakota Nord, où une violente tempête de neige paralysa complètement le trafic, dimanche dernier.
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queenstreecards · 7 months
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trunklewunjle · 4 months
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Woe bone pile sheet be upon ye
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Dream belongs to Jokublog
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umblrspectrum · 1 year
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merry halloween
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seasonalwonderment · 4 months
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~ Delightful Winter ~
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actual-changeling · 1 year
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for Meg, cause you're having a hard week <33 @ellie-licious
now on ao3 here
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"What the fuck is a snowman?"
Joel blinks, fingers still curled around the cup he just set down. It's early November and the universe has decided to fuck her over by sending Jackson one snow-heavy cloud after the other, topped off with an early overnight snow storm that left them with several inches of snow. The last few days have been rough for both of them, her nightmares crawling out from their hiding places like bloodhounds finding a promising trail, and Ellie has abandoned her bed for his with the first dusting of snow; her sheets are starting to collect dust.
She presses her hot cocoa closer to her chest to feel the warmth seep through her sweatshirt and the two layers of clothing beneath them, not that she needs them while inside, but it gives her a sense of protection, an armor to wear. Her plan for today is, well, was apparently, to curl up with Joel on the couch and either try to catch up on the sleep she is missing with the daylight ready to keep her vampiric memories away, or watch one movie after the other until she passes out from sheer exhaustion. Joel, however, is oddly motivated to get her distracted outside of the house rather than inside, and suggested making a snowman once the coffee machine stopped gurgling behind him on the counter.
"You have never built a snowman?"
"Joel, have you ever seen a FEDRA soldier that isn't allergic to everything remotely fun?"
He snorts, sipping his coffee with a smile tugging on his lips, and she tries to swallow enough of his happiness to replace hers, bits and pieces of it gradually disappearing into the cold.
"A snowman is pretty much what it says on the tin, you roll up a bunch of big snowballs, stack them on top of each other and give it a face."
Ellie tries to imagine it, blurry memories of her very first visit to Jackson scratching somewhere at the back of her mind, and while she can't come up with a satisfying enough picture, she's sure her creativity will make up for it. Then, the last part of Joel's sentence fully sinks in, and she surprises herself with the ball of excitement that makes her bounce, almost spilling her cocoa down the front of her shirt.
"A face, you say? Any face?"
Joel is very, very glad the mischievous glint in her eyes has found a different victim today.
The next five minutes are a messy rush as they wiggle themselves into their winter clothing and tie up their boots, almost tripping over each other more than once when Ellie is incapable of standing still, idea blooming in her head. Yesterday, the cold draft alone made her flinch, but when she rips open the door now, gloved up and with a beanie pulled deep into her face, the sting of snowflakes on her cheeks is powerless against her excitement.
Joel shows her how to form proper snowballs, not satisfied until he approves them as 'structurally sound', whatever the fuck that is supposed to mean, and once she gets the hang of it, her ambition rises to the sky. They spend over two hours rolling and pressing together an almost life-sized snow person, with Joel doing the heavy lifting and Ellie carving out more details and giving helpful instructions.
"To the left, no, my left Joel not yours. Lower, it's lopsided now, Joel I said left, are you deaf?"
He stops, snowball, well, snow boulder at this point, really, dangerously balanced against his hip.
"Right, yeah, you are. Still no excuse for sloppy work though," she continues, not the least bit apologetic, and her cheeks hurt with the smile frozen onto her face, Joel's eyes brimming with an adoration that makes her blush.
They are finally done around lunch time, only noticing they missed it when the first people start to trickle back to their houses, heads turning when they pass their front yard. The sky stayed a piercing blue all morning, not a single snowflake in sight anymore, and when she presses herself against Joel's side as tightly as she can with with half a person of fabric between them, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her in, she no longer needs his happiness to stay warm, brimming with her own. Joel nudges her hat to the side so he can press a kiss to their temple as they admire their piece of art.
The real fun happens a few seconds later, though, when familiar footsteps come up behind them.
"What- Joel what the fuck is that my jacket?"
The snowman is exactly as tall as Tommy, facial features intricately carved by Ellie, a threadbare black blanket imitating his hair, and, to top it all off, Ellie may or may not have stolen some of his brother's clothes to make it as true of an imitation of Tommy as a bunch of snow and stones can be. She turns around, still holding onto Joel, and the stunned look on Tommy's face melts away when he sees the smile on hers.
"He was cold, Tommy, and besides, it suits him way better than you."
Maybe winter isn't going to be so bad after all.
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tomicscomics · 1 year
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02/17/2023
Jesus makes winter a little less red.
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JOKE-OGRAPHY: In this verse, Jesus brings up an old idea of justice: "An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth."  According to this idea, a man who knocks out another man's tooth should have his own tooth knocked out.  However, in the Bible, Jesus says instead that His followers should be ready to suffer evils without vengeance.  In this cartoon, Jesus instead says that this old law is a bad way to make snowmen.  The law was not explaining how to make snowmen, but if we apply the old law to making snowmen, "an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth" becomes an ingredients list demanding human eyes and teeth to fill out a snowman's features.  This would be undesirable for a number of reasons, such as the staining of perfectly white snow with uncomely viscera.
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Arthur, John and Jack sitting by a fire in Colter Arthur: Damn this fucking snow John: Right? It's driving me nuts, I could stay by the fire and don't go anywhere till the rest of my life. Jack: Oh... I wanted to ask if you would build a snowman with me... Arthur:... WELL it ain't that cold! John: Yea! I feel pretty warm nowlet's go!
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melis-writes · 3 months
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it was -50 degrees (Celsius) where i live for a week lmfao. 🥶 yes, i am canadian. 💀
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bluefuecoco · 1 month
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oh, apparently it's been 10 years since i made a joke that pissed a lot of people off lmao. I wish my acnh version with better photoshop had gotten more notes, but hey, i still think this was fun
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deathfavor · 4 months
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@soulsballad said: ❛ but seriously, do you want to build a snowman? ❜ ( from baji, for kazutora! )
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" . . . . " Kazutora ducks his head slightly, cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink. ( Which he absolutely will blame on it simply being cold rather than embarrassment. ) " . . . Maaaaaaybe. " In other words? Yeah. He absolutely wanted to.
Gold eyes dart away from Baji in embarrassment at the fact the real heart of the matter had been so easily discovered. Of course Baji would suss out the truth in Kazutora's jokes and see past it all. Unlike everyone else, it felt like Baji always saw him. Or maybe it was just that Baji had taken time to learn and understand the tiger in a way no one else ever had. A way no one else wanted to. It didn't matter. Either way, Kazutora knew there was no way the truth wasn't coming out.
He squirms under Baji's stare before letting out an exasperated sigh. " Fine! " He lifts his hands up in mock surrender. " Fine, yes! Yes, I want to build a snow man! I really, really, really, reeeeally want to. " He admits, cheeks still burning bright in stark contrast to all the white around them. Kazutora's reputation now was different than it had been before. Building snowmen probably wasn't cool, but he'd been dying to do so ever since it started to snow earlier in the day. And besides. It was just Baji. ( Just - hardly a suitable word when it was only Baji that Kazutora really cared about. )
The tiger flings his arms around Baji's shoulders, holding onto him with a bright eyed stare. Now that the act dropped, there was more of the real Kazutora on display. It was a side that was shared with very few. He was practically vibrating with energy and excitement at the thought. And some mix of both hope and expectation as he stares at Baji with wide eyes. He'd been waiting forever to get to play in the snow again.
" You'll help, right? " Kazutora asks, tilting his head a fraction. He leans forward, gently bumping their foreheads together with a small pout. " Pleeeease? " He wasn't going to take no for an answer.
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I don't have much to provide today but:
The Hacketteers playing together in the snow :) Like, I know it's a Summer camp, but imagine if HQ opened for a month from like December-January and they got to play in the snow together and just be in cabins and :) I am absolutely projecting once again bc this idea gives me (super)massive brainworms and brings me immeasurable comfort
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vaingod · 1 year
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my son
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do northen hemisphere residents know santa can surf or is that some australian only secret knowledge
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timmurleyart · 1 year
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The Christmas tree lot. 🎄🎄🎄🌃⛄️☃️❄️🎄
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detectivekirby · 2 years
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"Chilling" with my peeps.
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