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Art dump? Sort of? Basically, a few of the things I've neglected to post over the last few months/millennia.
Inspired by this lovely post, and this lovely follow up post! I was so bowled over by the fits that I decided to alter/update an old Diteline sketch to match!
Finally managed to establish a consistent character design for my pathetic little wet mop of a daughter. Huzzah!
AU in which Jack either a) never leaves or b) leaves but comes back almost immediately.
More bb Cold Front. Jack would almost certainly not have been wearing pinstriped trousers that far back, but they were easier to draw than something period appropriate! The difference in foot size is making me weak at the knees.
Meant to post this on Valentine's Day. 😅 Some Bernelle, Blinter and Diteline, as well as Jucy. Figured if anyone could get B-Man jivin' it was Miss Elle (property of the lovely shittyelfwriter).
Theym, or something. In ch. 4 of ML I mention that Lucy has blonde highlights. I've since decided that they're not so much highlightS as one big streak, that she uses to cover up a lil grey area (if I can be going grey at age 27 she can be going grey at 35). I think she also dyes it pink every so often, for funsies; as she has in the upper lefthand pic. She looks v NYC Grunge in that one, as an aside. Apart from the Bears cap, that is, which is decidedly Illinoisan. The coat was borrowed (stolen) from her dad and the hoodie is her old varsity one from Harvard. Oh, and her earrings are teeny planets, bc yay space!
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Smile Shot: Seeing Red
Jacqueline has a crisis over Rankin-Bass's Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.
aka, THEY BULLIED AN ACTUAL BABY, JACK!
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"They were actually SO MEAN to Rudolph."
Jack shut the door behind him, one eyebrow delicately raised as he watched his sister fuss behind his bar, pouring things from his mini-fridge into a tumbler. "Hello to you too, little flurry. Why are you in my condo."
"Because I'm having a PROBLEM with RUDOLPH, okay?"
"And you couldn't have dropped a line? You HAD to come here?" Tossing his keys on the side table and kicking off his shoes, Jack made his way to the bar, sliding onto one of the stools.
"YES." Frowning, she sealed the tumbler shut, shaking it up intensely. "Like. He was born with a red nose that glows. And they bullied the FUCK outta him, dude! Like, right out the gate! He couldn't even WALK and his Dad was like 'what the fuck is this?!'"
Jack chuckled, the mid-century sports announcer voice Jacqueline had used to imitate Rudolph's father nearly bang on.
"And then! Fucking SANTA CLAUS walks into the cave and is like 'WOW! LOOK AT THIS CALF! OH WAIT. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT NOSE?' like, even SANTA was being mean to him! SANTA!" Placing the tumbler down, she rummaged below the counter top, pulling out two whisky glasses.
"To be fair, Santa is a bit of a dick."
The mini-fridge below the bar whipped open, bottles clinking. She placed whipped cream on the counter, a small bottle of chocolate sprinkles appearing beside it. "But the Rankin-Bass Santa ISN'T Scott, Jack! He isn't Scott!" the fridge door slammed, Jacqueline popping back up, hands on her hips. "He's so WHOLESOME in Santa Claus is Comin' to Town and in Rudolph he is LITERALLY bullying a freshly born baby!!!! A freshly!" she unscrewed the tumbler cap. "Born!" pulling the glasses close, she poured the chocolatey looking mixture into both of them. "Baby!"
"Rankin-Bass?"
"Uh, yeah. I don't think I stuttered."
Jack looked thoughtful for a moment. "Didn't the Rudolph film come before the Santa one?"
Now it was Jacqueline's turn to look thoughtful as she shook the can of whipped cream. "I think so, yes."
"Well at least they fixed Santa's bizz for that one."
"I mean. I GUESS. But they still bullied an actual baby, Jack." She wrinkled her nose, pushing down on the spout and topping the two drinks with whipped cream. Opening up the sprinkles, she gently tapped the bottle, a substantial amount of sprinkles fluttering down onto the whipped cream. "Here, you have to try this monstrosity."
Jack reached out, grabbing the cup that Jacqueline slid his way. He tilted it expectantly; with a feral grin, she clinked her cup against his before taking a frothy whipped cream filled sip, Jack following suite.
"Mmm, monstrosity indeed, what is in this? Chocolate? More chocolate? Only chocolate?"
"Chocolate milk AND Irish cream! Mostly chocolate milk. It's like, 3 parts to one. Then there's the sprinkles, too. I like chocolate."
"I never would've guessed."
Jacqueline rolled her eyes. "Dude! I am having a CRISIS and you are making fun of me? Your cute wee little sister? In the midst of her MASSIVE CRISIS?"
"You are having a crisis over Rudolph, Jacqueline."
"It's VALID! I mean, if I had been born with a bright red nose, would you have been like 'sorry Jacqueline, you simply cannot Jack Frost with THAT schnoz.' like???? Do you see? My problem?"
"You were born with a red nose though. You were very red all over, actually. And squishy. And loud."
Jacqueline blinked. "You held me right after I was born?"
"Well, duh. I mean, after Mom and Dad, of course. I figured it was well earned given that I spent the entire time you were being born fending off Spring."
"Ou. Felt. You'll never guess what I was doing when the Twins were being born."
"Fighting Aunt Spring?"
"Fighting Aunt Spring." she nodded sagely, taking another sip before continuing. "Cute lil' red nose aside, you didn't banish me from Jack Frost-ing because of it! Like, Santa literally sees the nose and is all 'well. You can't pull my sleigh like THAT' and it's like DAMN bitch, bold of you to assume he'd even WANT to! They act like it's some kinda big HONOUR—"
"And it really isn't! Lugging old fatty around and all those gifts? Honestly, their sense of what is and isn't a Big Deal is...concerning."
"And then he pulls the most Jack-shaped card ever and sings about how he's going to fly in his magic sleigh because he's the king?"
"EXCUSE you, are you making fun of me, your delightful older brother, in the midst of your Rudolph imposed crisis?"
"No fucking shit Mister North Pole, North Pole."
Jack put his hands up. "Alright, fine. I'll give you that one. But I WILL remember it."
"I look forward to the ensuing snowball which I will surely dodge."
"That'll be the day," Jack chuckled, leaning to the right as snow flew right past his left, landing with a splat on the wall across them. "Do you mind? That wallpaper is ancient!"
"Just like you!"
Jack frowned, grumbling to himself as he took another sip of his drink. "I will kick you out, Jacqueline."
"Nooo don't!! I have so much to say about Rudolph Jack, come on. Come on. You GOTTA hear what I have to say. I'm just so—" her hands stilled for a moment, hovering just in front of her face as she sought out a word— "BOGGLED by it and so mad, you HAVE to hear my ranting and raving PRETTY please, it's the LEAST you could do after the whole North Pole, North Pole thing."
Jack snickered, taking another sip and crossing one leg over the other. "Alright little flurry, out with it. Let's hear this critic rave."
"THANK you! OKAY RIGHT SO LIKE. He's born with this glowing red nose, and his dad's immediate solution after Santa says he's not gonna make the team is to COVER HIS NOSE. WITH DIRT. TO MAKE IT LOOK LIKE A REGULAR OLD NOSE. Jack. There's no WAY he could breath through that thing, no FUCKING way! And you know, his mom was all 'we can learn to overlook it' which isn't really ACCEPTANCE but like, it's BETTER than being like HEY LET'S FUCKING HIDE IT AND TELL THIS KID HE ISN'T NORMAL AND MAKE HIM CONFORM UNCOMFORTABLY. OH? HE CAN'T BREATH? WELL! GUESS HE'LL DIE!"
Jack found himself laughing softly to himself. "You. You're really fired up about this."
"I AM! And I don't know WHY!"
"Is it maybe because—"
"We're not psychoanalyzing this, Jack."
"Just ranting?"
"Yeah!"
"Well, don't let me stop you."
"Oh, I won't." She took a long drag of her drink before continuing like nothing had happened. "So THEN he goes to the reindeer games and is like, the TOP of his class. He's THE ace. The reindeer that was teaching them was like YOU'LL MAKE THE TEAM IN NO TIME and you can practically HEAR Donner chortling in the background because it seems like he's got some kind of ISSUES about leading Santa's sleigh that he's projecting onto Rudolph, but that's a subject for another time! So he's rocking these reindeer games and then his PROSTHETIC NOSE comes off and suddenly it's all HAHA LOSER G-T-F-O YOU'RE NOT MAKING THE TEAM. Like really? Does Santa care THAT much about reindeer aesthetic? I mean, LOOK AT THE MAN!"
Jack snorted into his drink, whipped cream poofing right off the top and onto the counter. "HA! Get his ass, Jacquie. The man has NO sense of style! I saw him in jeans the other day, and let me tell you. Nightmare scenario."
Jacqueline laughed. "It can't be that bad."
"He was going for Canadian lumberjack chic and he was WAY OFF THE MARK."
"B-Man was telling me the other day that apparently he has this embroidered blazer?"
"His initials embroidered in gold, Jacqueline. GOLD. On the most GARISH red. He claims it's the same colour as the jacket! It's not. It's the red artists WARN YOU about."
"Like Rudolph's nose?"
"Excuse me, who's being mean to a literal baby now?"
"Okay well in my defence, it is A) a colour comparison and B) at this point in the movie he is one year old which is APPARENTLY old enough to run away."
"Well that escalated quickly."
"I mean, he met this girl who was like 'oh, I think you're perfect just the way you are—" Jacqueline spoke in a high falsetto, folding her hands and fluttering her eyelashes for a brief moment. Jack chuckled, swallowing it when she suddenly SLAMMED her hands onto the counter top. "—and BAM. HER DAD FINDS OUT AND SAYS NO DOE OF HIS WILL BE WITH A RED NOSED REINDEER!"
"Ou, ouch."
"Right? I'd run away too. So! Off he fucks with the elf that wants to be a dentist and is ostracized for it, and a prospector who has literally NO IDEA WHERE THE GOLD RUSH IS. He's like 'this south of the Hudson's Bay!' and I'm like 'sir, your grasp of geography is troubling. I'm pretty sure you're north since you ran into these guys at the NORTH FUCKING POLE! And then they get to the ISLAND of MISFIT TOYS. AND ARE TOLD THAT THEY ARE TOO MISFIT TO BE THERE. THIS GUY JUST CAN'T CATCH A BREAK!"
"And nor can you!"
"I KNOW you're being sarcastic but I'm taking it seriously because I am having a moment. Need a top off?"
"I'm going to need something a lot stronger if I have to keep listening to this." Sliding off the stool, Jack made his way behind the bar, shoving Jacqueline down the counter as he rummaged around for the good whisky. Since, you know. She had used the whisky glasses for this chocolate...thing.
"Felt," Jacqueline agreed, watching as Jack rinsed the glass and poured his preferred drink. She smiled to herself when he reached for her tumbler and topped her off, passing her the whipped cream can.
"And can you pass the sprinkles?"
They slid down the counter, gently bonking into her glass.
"Thank you! You're the best!"
"Sorry, what was that?"
"I said, you're the best."
"Care to say that one more time?"
"What, can't hear in your old age? Don't push it, Jack," she served him with an icy look worthy of Winter herself, managing to hold it just long enough before a grin split her face, eyes crinkling at the corners as she swayed into him.
"Alright, alright," Jack conceded, swaying back. "So. Island of Misfit Toys."
"Right! Yeah! So they get told they CAN'T stay there, except for maybe a night, and maybe could you please tell Santa about us? And they agree to if they ever go back to the Pole which to be honest, I wouldn't if I was treated like THAT. And then RUDOLPH runs AWAY from the other misfits because of the YETI?!?!?!?! Wilding. I didn't think yetis were that bad. The ones at home seem pretty chill, and make a mean snow cone."
"Lots of groups are perfectly pleasant but have one bad apple. Maybe the yeti is the bad apple of the yetis in the movie? Why am I entertaining this?"
"Because you love your lil' sister? Because alcohol? Because snow business today has been impossible and this is leagues better than work? Because fuck El Niño events? Because it's four in the morning and we're both operating on like zero sleep thanks to that funky lil' guy?"
"And instead of sleeping when you finished you got mad about Rudolph."
"I mean. YES but it was ACCIDENTAL! I fully intended to sleep on the couch as it played but then Donner opened his stupid reindeer mouth and now I need to yell! Lady above, do you know what the WORST PART about this WHOLE THING is?"
"What?"
"At the END of the movie they're all like 'we're cool with this red nosed reindeer thing now' which is one thing. But then there's the OTHER THING. Which is that the MOMENT Santa goes OH! RUDOLPH! YOUR NOSE! And he leads the sleigh through an absolutely brilliant snowstorm, everyone's like woo! Yay! He's USEFUL to SOCIETY! And fucking DONNER. HE'S LIKE 'I KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU THE ENTIRE TIME, BOY!' Um, HELLO?! NO HE DID NOT! FORTY MINUTES EARLIER HE WAS LAMENTING THAT HE'D NEVER MAKE THE TEAM BECAUSE OF HIS NOSE AND TRYING TO ERASE IT FROM EXISTENCE!"
Jacqueline sighed, looking down at the liquid in her glass. She swirled her cup, the liquid whooshing about, the whipped cream barely moving. Jack waited a beat, swirling his own glass and conjuring extra ice when the clink didn't sound clinky enough.
"I'm sad about snow business this year."
Ah. There it was.
"Oh?"
Jacqueline nodded. "This time last year, we shut down the 401, Jack. We inconvenienced ALL of Eastern Ontario. It was great. It was gorgeous. Now? All I was able to do was freeze the puddles in the cracks and dents in the road because of all the rain. RAIN. IN DECEMBER." she huffed, blowing the little flyaway hairs off of her brow.
Jack shifted into a lean, surveying his sister closely. He sniffed. He took a sip of his drink. Swirled the ice cubes. Enjoyed the delightful clink. "You know, Jacqueline...we've still got three more months of winter left."
She perked up a bit.
"By all accounts and purposes, we're only just getting started. At least I am." He shifted his weight again, pulling back his jacket and propping his hand on his hip. "You ah, giving up that easy this season?"
"Give up? Give UP?!" lively now, she shot up, looking aghast. "I haven't given UP. I've just. Y'know. Hit a bit of a snag and gotten a little stuck on Rudolph is all."
"That's the spirit! Now, December may be ending on a warmer note. And yes, it's maddeningly frustrating. But January is just around the corner and there will be plenty of opportunity to whip up one hell of a snowstorm. We may not close the highways again, but I'm hoping for a good amount of slipping and sliding and snow STAYING on the ground. Sound good?"
"Good? GOOD? It sounds AMAZING. Absolutely delightful! IDEAL, to be honest."
"There we go! Don't let December get you down just yet! It's almost over! January is right around the corner and so is our wintry weather! We just have to wait a bit. I mean, if we want. We can keep trying for snow, of course! I think a few flurries can manage the temps. But only after a good. Night's. Rest," he poked her shoulder on each of the last three words, satisfied when she laughed a little.
"I GUESS I could benefit from some sleep."
"Then maybe you'd be less of a, what was it you said the other day? Sad sack?"
"I did say that, yes."
"And then you could go flurry crazy right across the hemisphere!"
"That sounds very fun."
"Mmm, doesn't it just? So, how about this: you can stay the night here since I know you're going to ask anyway and you've practically got a second closet going in the second spare room—"
"It's just so easy to stop in Gstaad while doing the rounds! It's, like, central! And so pretty."
"—you know what I'm hearing? I'm hearing it's free real estate, Jack. I should charge you rent."
"There's no need for that! You can crash at my place any time. You know. Once it's in shape enough for metaphorical crashing, not. Not literal crashing. We're having floorboard issues, so we've gotta repair a bunch and then like, lacquer them, or something? Dite was explaining it to me but it went in one ear and right out the other. She looked real cute in the paint stained overalls and I was hella distracted about it."
"I believe the term you're looking for is sealant."
"Sure. If you say so."
Jack blinked. "Right. Anyway! You can stay the night, we'll go out for some breaki in the morning and after that how about some flurries, hmm?"
"They are my specialty!"
"And in the meantime! Since we've got these drinks to finish. How about something...less rage inducing, hmm?"
"Santa Claus is Comin' to Town?"
"If we must."
"I'll go grab my boxed set!"
Before Jack could say anything, she poofed away. He frowned, waving some snow off the counter top just in time for her to reappear and flurry all over it again, flourishing what looked to be a DVD boxed set of all the Rankin Bass specials.
"Keep doing this after a day of no sleep and you'll be well on your way to a sprite sleep."
"No I won't! I'm too excited to sleep."
Jack smiled to himself, pushing off the counter top and gesturing her towards the flat screen. "Some things never change," he murmured, shooing her forward. "You know what makes those old stop motion films so great?"
"What?"
"The way they tell the story using the song. And the staging! Of puppets! Jules's background was actually more musically inclined, and it showed. You know, without his musical expertise, I bet that the films wouldn't be NEARLY as classic as they're considered to be today."
Jacqueline laughed. "You would know that."
"That and many other things! Now then! Let's watch, shall we? Angry flurries aren't as nice as cheery flurries."
Grabbing a fuzzy throw blanket that Jack definitely didn't put on the couch (didn't even remember buying, in fact), Jacqueline bundled up, settling in. "You're the boss!"
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FINALLY FINISHED . wanted to get this done by christmas but i got busy so im posting it. now. sketch under the cut bc i ended up liking it more than the finished product even though its messy but whatever its whatever look at them. so glad they invented being lesbians
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lmelodie · 11 months
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Outfit studies!!! Costume design is apparently in my BLOOD.
These are all taken from my absolute HOARD of outfit inspo/ref images I keep in a massive vault, figured I might actually use some of them.
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frostcorpsclub · 9 months
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Finally found a Jacqueline design that I'm happy with <3 <3 <3
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nevinslibrary · 4 months
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Mystery/Thriller Monday
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Sometimes, just like you may need a Hallmark movie, you’ll find that you just need a fun Christmas Tree Farm cozy mystery too. Not to mention, add to that a cat named Cindy Lou Who. Oh, and it’s set in Maine. I had to give it a read.
Holly White’s wedding gets cancelled two weeks before it’s supposed to happen. So, she goes home to Mistletoe, Maine to try and mend her broken heart. That gets upended when Margaret Fenwick, the President of the Mistletoe Historical Society is killed and left at Holly’s family’s tree farm. Holly’s father Bud is one of the suspects because he was arguing with Margaret before her death. And so, Holly is on the case so she can prove her Dad innocent.
I’ve enjoyed Vicki Delany mysteries and Leslie Meier mysteries as well, and so this was right up my alley. A bit of murder, a bit of Christmas, a bit of cat, ooh, and Historical Society drama too. It really was like a Hallmark Movie and Mysteries Christmas Mystery Movie, except… um… way way better plotted. Sorry HM&M…
You may like this book If you Liked: Rest Ye Murdered Gentlemen by Vicki Delany, Murder with Chocolate Tea by Karen Rose Smith, or Carrot Cake Murder by Joanne Fluke
Twelve Slays of Christmas: A Christmas Tree Farm Mystery by Jacqueline Frost
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jolieeason · 6 months
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Stalking Around the Christmas Tree (Christmas Tree Farm Mystery: Book 4) by Jacqueline Frost
Publisher: Crooked Lane Books Date of publication: October 17th, 2023 Genre: Christmas, Cozy Mystery, Mystery, Fiction Series: Christmas Tree Farm Mystery Twelve Slays of Christmas—Book 1 ‘Twas the Knife Before Christmas—Book 2 Slashing Through the Snow—Book 3 Stalking Around the Christmas Tree—Book 4 Purchase Links: Kindle | B&N Goodreads Synopsis: Tis the season to solve a murder—and…
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Cassie: I can fix her
Jacqui: No you can't
Cassie: No, no I can't... But maybe I can-
Jacqui: Nope
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wifeofelizabethbennet · 4 months
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I had to watch Santa Claus is Goin' to High School with my nieces and nephews, and, for the record, Jacqueline Frost is a huge lesbian. It's clear that she was only going after Chris for two reasons: to destroy Christmas, and to stop Noel from dating him.
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earth-6677 · 2 years
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Set seven years prior to season 1, Wentworth is a hellhole governed by the greedy and power-hungry Derek Channing who colludes with top dog, Lou Kelly, to ensure a smooth running of the prison. Second only to Blackmoore for bent screws and corruption, a war inside Wentworth is about to erupt when Mafia matriarch, Jacqueline “Jacs” Holt enters the system after being found guilty and sentenced to 14 years for murder. With nothing to lose, Jacs plots to dethrone Lou from the coveted role and claim the prison under her rule. The problem is, it’s not Lou’s style to surrender without a fight, where pride and tradition dictates there can only be one winner.
“It’s like the fuckin’ Thunderdome in here, ladies! Two inmates enter, one inmate leaves.” – Lou Kelly.
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kscribbs · 7 months
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safyresky · 3 months
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Scrimbly Jacqueline 6/52 as per this poll's (current) results:
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This dress gives MAJOR frolic vibes and DOES end with Jacqueline frolicking through the Western province's meadows and, y'know, maybe accidentally lightly frosting up the blooms which leads to. Well. This:
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Scrimbly Aunt Spring!!! I'm very proud of her, lol. She's so ANGY I'm CACKLING, VERY proud of that expression >:)
EDIT: APPARENTLY I CLICKED POST BEFORE YEETING MYSELF INTO THE SHOWER INSTEAD OF SAVE DRAFT ?? WHOOPS. ETA LINKS AND THE FUCKING. PHOTO I SAID I ADDED THEN DIDN'T. GAH. PLZ REBLOG THIS VERSION 💀💀💀
The filter I chose for purposes of scanning and sharing does NOT do the colours justice, the greens ARE different shades and the yellow on her hands is more green too lmao. I am working with LIMITED COLOURS. I've had to bring pencil crayons into the mix 😂😂😂😂. That's why the scrimbly jacquie isn't bright/crisp!! camscan refused to pick up the pencil crayons :(
But I've learnt that the oven light is PRETTY ALRIGHT.
I had some other colour options for Jacqueline's dress:
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I went with the usual blue, of course, but these guys were TEMPTING. Some ACTUALLY scrimbly Jacquies for y'all since uh, my scrimbles are more like proper doodles???? Not changing THAT tag tho lol.
SO YEAH. HAD A DREAM AGES AGO THAT INVOLVED JACQUELINE AND BLAISE VISITING A SCHOOL AND ENTERTAINING KIDS WITH CS STORIES?? My actual dream, to have CS be an actual book with so much RANGE actors go to schools dressed as the characters and bring joy to children (it's me I'm actors I WOULD get my own Jacqueline costume and spread the joy 💃🏻😎💕❄️)
Here's the uh, scanned and filtered version for purposes of colour lol. Which is apparently a thing I will be doing with the scrimbles now!!
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Learning to use the markers has been FUN.
ANYWAY!! ENJOY MY TERRIBLE ATTEMPT AT THE DRESS!! 💕
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havendance · 11 months
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Velveteen vs The Masterpost
When I was in high school, I stumbled across Seanan McGuire’s series of “Velveteen vs.” stories, staring Velma “Velveteen” Martinez, a former child superhero with the power to animate toys, who stumbles from one misadventure to the next. Taking place in a world where superheroics is run almost entirely by a single corporation and child heroes are put through some of the worst abuses of child stars, the series features fun characters, worldbuilding, and relationships, and of course, cool fight scenes. In true comics fashion, it ends on a rather open-ended note and, as far as I can tell, she hasn’t written any stories since 2017, but most of the main arcs are tied up and I definitely recommend you check them out!
(I became obsessed with these stories after finding them. An example of me getting into comics before I actually got into comics.)
(Thank you to https://broken-engines.blogspot.com/ for compiling directory of story links I could borrow for this post.)
Velveteen vs. The Isley Crayfish Festival
Velveteen vs. The Coffee Freaks
Velveteen vs. The Flashback Sequence
Velveteen vs. The Old Flame
Velveteen vs. The Junior Super Patriots, West Coast Division
Velveteen vs. The Eternal Halloween
Velveteen vs. The Ordinary Day
Velveteen vs. Patrol
Velveteen vs. The Blind Date
Velveteen vs. Blacklight vs. Sin-Dee, Part I
Velveteen vs. Blacklight vs. Sin-Dee, Part II
Velveteen vs. The Holiday Special
Velveteen vs. The Secret Identity
Martinez and Martinez v. Velveteen
Velveteen vs. The Alternate Timeline, Part I
Velveteen vs. The Alternate Timeline, Part II
Velveteen vs. The Retroactive Continuity
Velveteen Presents Victory Anna vs. All These Stupid Parallel Worlds
Velveteen vs. The Uncomfortable Conversation
Velveteen vs. Bacon
Velveteen vs. The Robot Armies of Dr. Walter Creelman, DDS
Velveteen vs. The Fright Night Sorority House Massacre Sleepover Camp
Velveteen vs. Vegas
Velveteen Presents Victory Anna vs. The Difficulties With Pan-Dimensional Courtship
Velveteen vs. Legal
Velveteen Presents Jackie Frost vs. Four Conversations and a Funeral
Velveteen vs. Jolly Roger
Velveteen vs. Everyone, Part I
Velveteen vs. Everyone, Part II
Sponsorship: Velveteen vs. The Epilogue
Velveteen vs. The Aftermath
Velveteen vs. Hypothermia
Velveteen vs. Santa Claus
Velveteen vs. Global Warming
Velveteen Presents The Princess vs. Public Relations
Velveteen vs. The Thaw
Velveteen vs. Balance
Velveteen vs. Spring Cleaning
Velveteen Presents Polychrome vs. The Court of Public Opinion and Not Punching Anyone
Velveteen vs. The Melancholy of Autumn
Velveteen vs. A Disturbing Number of Crows
Velveteen vs. Trick or Treat
Velveteen Presents Action Dude vs. Doing the Right Thing
Velveteen vs. The Consequences of Her Actions
Velveteen vs. Going Home Again
Velveteen vs. Everything You Ever Wanted
Velveteen vs. The Retroactive Continuity (2)
Velveteen Presents Jacqueline Claus vs. The Lost and the Found
Velveteen vs. Recovery
Velveteen vs. Temptation
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lmelodie · 2 years
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Jack:  I am gonna call the boogeyman
Baby Jacquie:  No no no! CALL SANTAAA!
Jack using a toy phone: Im not calling Santa i’m calling the boogeyman. Yeah, Eat her TOES! Cause she’s bad...
Baby Jacquie: noooooo 
Jack: Yeah, eat her fingers and her toes.
Baby Jacquie: NOOOO!!!!
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🌈 Queer Books Out December 2023 🌈
🌈 Good afternoon, my bookish bats! Struggling to keep up with all the amazing queer books coming out this month? Here are a FEW of the stunning, diverse queer books you can add to your TBR before the year is over. Remember to #readqueerallyear! Happy reading!
❤️ Caught in a Bad Fauxmance by Elle Gonzalez Rose 🧡 Heartstopper #5 by Alice Oseman 💛 This Cursed Light by Emily Thiede 💚 All The Hidden Paths by Foz Meadows 💙 Vampires of Eden: Book One by Karla Nikole 💜 Not My Type by Joe Satoria ❤️ Storm in Her Heart by KC Luck 🧡 Eternal Embrace by Luna Lawson 💛 A River of Golden Bones by A.K. Mulford 💙 Tomb of Heart and Shadow by Cara N. Delaney 💜 Through the Embers Volume 2 by Adriana Sargent 🌈 Lucero by Maya Motayne
❤️ The Poison Paradox by Hadley Field & Felix Green 🧡 Second Chances in New Port Stephen: A Novel by TJ Alexander 💛 Matrimonial Merriment by Nicky James 💚 Under the Christmas Tree by Jacqueline Ramsden 💙 Every Beat of Her Heart by KC Richardson 💜 The Memories of Marlie Rose by Morgan Lee Miller ❤️ Playing with Matches by Georgia Beers 🧡 Always Only You by Chloe Liese 💛 Fire in the Sky by Radclyffe and Julie Cannon 💙 Nuclear Sunrise by Jo Carthage 💜 The Naked Dancer by Emme C. Taylor 🌈 Resurrections by Ada Hoffmann
❤️ Destiny’s Women by Morgan Elliott 🧡 Framed by Kate Merrill 💛 The Spoil of Beasts by Gregory Ashe 💚 Catered All the Way by Annabeth Albert 💙 A Cynic’s Christmas Conundrum by L.M. Bennett 💜 Yours for the Taking by Gabrielle Korn ❤️ One Swipe Away by Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue 🧡 The Gentlemen’s Club by A.V. Shener 💛 A Death at the Dionysus Club by Melissa Scott and Amy Griswold 💙 Secrets of the Soul by Holly Oliver 💜 Like They Do in the Movies by Nan Campbell 🌈 Limelight by Gun Brooke
❤️ Heart First by S.B. Barnes 🧡 Grave Consequences by Sandra Barret 💛 Haunted by Myth by Barbara Ann Wright 💚 Invisible by Anna Larner 💙 The Murders at Sugar Mill Farm by Ronica Black 💜 Coasting and Crashing by Ana Hartnett ❤️ Fairest by K.S. Trenten 🧡 A City of Abundant Opportunity by Howard Leonard 💛 The Dark Side of MIdnight by Erin Wade 💙 Mending Bones by Merlina Garance 💜 Transform by Connal Braginsky & Sean Ian O’Meidhir 🌈 The Apple Diary by Gerri Hill
❤️ TruLove by Nicole Pyland 🧡 Structural Support by Sloan Spencer 💛 Whiskey War by Stacy Lynn Miller 💚 Overkill by Lou Wilham 💙 Heart of Outcasts by Nicole Silver 💜 In the Shadow of Victory by J. E. Leak ❤️ Just Like Her by Fiona Zedde 🧡 Gingerbread: Claus For Christmas by Miski Harris 💛 Lies are Forever by C. Jean Downer 💙 The Boys in the Club by M.T. Pope 💜 Lasting Light (Metal & Magic) by Michelle Frost 🌈 Tell No Tales by Edie Montreux
❤️ Radio Silence by Alice Oseman 🧡 Even Though We're Adults Vol. 7 by Takako Shimura 💛 The Accidental Bite by Michelle St. Wolf 💚 Mated to the Demons by Taylor Schafer 💙 Someday Away by Sara Elisabeth 💜 Gatherdawn Luminia Duet Volume 1 by Lee Colgin ❤️ Curse of Dawn by Richard Amos 🧡 Healing the Twin by Nora Phoenix 💛 Ride Me by KD Ellis 💙 How to Bang a Vampire by Joe Satoria 💜 Cthulhu for Christmas by Meghan Maslow 🌈 Prestige by Toni Reeb
❤️ Don't Look Down by Jessica Ann 🧡 Winter and the Wolves by Chris Storm and Kinkaid Knight 💛 Hat Trick by Ajay Daniel 💚 Starborn Husbands: Return to the Pleiades by S. Legend 💙 Dead Serious Case #4 Professor Prometheus Plume by Vawn Cassidy 💜 Practice for Toby by Amy Bellows ❤️ The Siren's Song by Crista Crown 🧡 Hers to Hunt K.J. Devoir
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