#crystal frosty the snowman

[underratedgrapeju1ce]

more rankin bass stuff cause autism got hands

[60sgroove]

Rankin Bass Female Characters ♡ Crystal

[mooshie-blue]

[rocketonin]

i like to hc that jack annoys tf out of snow miser

[thebekashow]

they literally just met and are already in love

I SHIP THEM SO BADDD

[emmastraub3]

Frosty and Crystal.❄️☃️⛄️

[sgiandubh]

Pants on fire

Y'all pretty much stopped -actively- following Sarah H, right?

Well, let's see what she did post last Monday:

For our distinguished Spanish Mafia representatives, here is the gist of it:

During an anonymous Q&A session on Insta, she was asked if she would allow the person she currently dates meet her son. Question was formulated as a possibility only, by the way.

Her answer was crystal clear, despite her terrible, terrible English grammar, and I am going to translate it in Spanish, for once:

'Gracias. Hace 5 años, me separé del padre de K y nunca le he presentado a Kayson a nadie con quien haya salido en estos últimos 5 años. Solo lo haría si estuviera segura de que estaré con este hombre para siempre. No estoy de acuerdo con personas entrando y saliendo de su vida, esto no es justo. Enrollarse resulta más difícil, ya que K está conmigo la mayor parte del tiempo, pero está bien.'

This goes to show two important, yet predictable things:

a) the Traditional Troll lied through her teeth. She always does. People never learn, just because obsession blurs all the damn lines between what is reasonable speculation and what is dingbat lying.

b) the other Sad Mythomaniac insinuating she spoke to Steve the Climber, who allegedly confirmed S was spotted in that GLA park with K was well... just a sad (and desperate) mythomaniac:

I am sorry, pumpkins. Park Anon was correct. I did not invent it, no matter how hard you'd pretend. You should also know by now I never send Anons. I also happen to think both of these cheap pretexts spoil the fandom experience entirely, something I have no wish to do. For me or anyone else - and yes, that includes Mordor, too. When I say something, I sign and own it loud and clear. And I take no prisoners.

Thank you for the tip - you know who you are and you always, always deliver 😘💖.

I am back, biatches 🤣🤣🤣.

[Later edit]: updated for exact reference of Sad Mythomaniac (not the only one). And pumpkin, don't fret: I am Romanian. Also, what about Frosty the Snowman @ Cawdermill and those sets of two different handprints, huh? #Hogmanay

[realhotgirlshitah]

Okay but imagine doing Christmas baking with Ethan…

The kitchen was a mess. Flour dusted every possible surface, including your sweater and Ethan’s curls, and somehow, there was a streak of green icing on your cheek. The two of you had decided—well, you had decided—that baking Christmas cookies together in matching pyjamas would be a cute and wholesome holiday activity. Ethan, as always, had followed along with a shrug and an easy, “Sure, babe. How hard can it be?”

That was two hours ago.

“Ethan, no!” you shrieked, lunging across the counter.

He froze mid-action, a tube of red icing clutched in his large hands, poised over what was supposed to be a festive snowman cookie. Instead, it looked like Frosty had gone through an existential crisis and then faceplanted into a pool of despair.

“What?” he said, wide-eyed and trying to look innocent.

“You’re giving the snowman angry eyebrows.” You pointed accusingly at the cookie.

“Yeah, because he’s seen things, babe. He’s been through the storm.” Ethan’s voice dropped dramatically, and he narrowed his brown eyes at you as if channeling the snowman’s supposed backstory.

“Ethan,” you deadpanned, biting your lip to keep from laughing, “it’s Christmas. The cookies are supposed to be cute.”

“Alright, alright.” He sighed, tossing the icing tube aside and brushing flour-dusted hands on his sweatpants. “How about I make a reindeer instead? Easy, right?”

You watched suspiciously as Ethan grabbed another cookie, shaped like a reindeer, and began decorating. His tongue stuck out slightly in concentration, his brows furrowed. For about thirty seconds, you felt a flicker of hope.

Then he turned the cookie around to show you.

It looked… wrong. Very wrong. The reindeer’s antlers were lopsided, one eye was twice the size of the other, and the red icing nose looked more like a crime scene than Rudolph’s bright beacon of light.

“Is it… is it okay to say this reindeer looks like it’s seen way too much?” you said, covering your mouth to stifle your laughter.

Ethan huffed, holding the cookie up like it was a piece of abstract art. “Look, I think he’s charming. He’s the underdog of the reindeer team, alright? He’s been overlooked for years, and tonight—” he raised the cookie higher—“tonight is his night to shine.”

You burst into laughter, leaning against the counter for support. Ethan grinned proudly, clearly pleased with himself, and took a dramatic bite out of the reindeer’s head.

“Ethan!” you gasped. “You can’t just eat him after giving him such a heartfelt backstory!”

“It was his time, babe. He served his purpose.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t stop smiling as you turned back to the bowl of cookie dough.

“Okay, you are officially banned from decorating. You can be on dough-rolling duty,” you said, pointing at the flour-covered rolling pin.

“Yes, ma’am,” Ethan said with a mock salute before grabbing the rolling pin and, with exaggerated focus, beginning to flatten the dough.

For a brief moment, there was peace. You carefully piped green icing onto a tree-shaped cookie while Ethan hummed a random Christmas tune.

Then you heard it.

A crack.

You looked up. Ethan froze, mid-roll, the rolling pin snapped clean in two in his hands.

“How… how did you…?” you sputtered, staring at the broken kitchen utensil.

Ethan looked down at the broken rolling pin, then back at you, then back at the pin again. “I—I don’t know. I didn’t mean to, I swear!”

You couldn’t stop the cackle that escaped you. “How are you breaking rolling pins, Ethan? It’s cookie dough!”

“I don’t know, babe! I’m too strong for this domestic life!” He flexed one bicep dramatically, striking a ridiculous pose.

“Alright, Hulk,” you said between giggles. “You’re officially downgraded to… sprinkle duty.”

Ethan’s face lit up. “Sprinkle duty? Oh, I can definitely handle that.”

For about ten minutes, sprinkle duty seemed like the safest possible assignment for Ethan. He happily scattered red and green sugar crystals across your freshly iced cookies, humming along to Mariah Carey in the background.

Then you made the mistake of turning your back.

When you turned around, Ethan was standing with an unopened bag of sprinkles held over his head, his face wearing a look of sheer, unbridled mischief.

“Ethan…” you said cautiously.

“Do you dare me?” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“No. Ethan, don’t—”

Too late. With one swift motion, he ripped the bag open, and an explosion of multicolored sprinkles rained down on both of you like confetti.

“ETHAN!” you shrieked as sprinkles bounced off your head, your sweater, and scattered across the floor.

Ethan was cackling, absolutely giddy with his life choices. “Merry Christmas, babe!” he said, arms outstretched like he’d just performed a Broadway finale.

You glared at him, then bent down, grabbed a handful of flour, and threw it directly at his face.

There was a brief moment of silence as the cloud of flour settled, leaving Ethan blinking at you with white powder coating his curls, eyelashes, and beard stubble.

“Oh, it’s on.”

By the time the flour-and-sprinkle war ended, the kitchen looked like a Christmas crime scene. You were both covered in a chaotic mix of flour, icing, and sugar, and your stomach hurt from laughing so hard.

Ethan collapsed onto the floor, leaning against the cabinets and pulling you down with him. You ended up curled against his side, both of you breathless and smiling.

“Well,” Ethan said after a moment, brushing some flour off your cheek with his thumb, “we didn’t exactly make picture-perfect cookies, but… I’d call this a success.”

You smiled up at him, your head resting against his shoulder. “Honestly? This was way better than a boring Pinterest-perfect baking session.”

Ethan grinned, his dimples showing. “Next year, we should probably just buy cookies and pretend we made them.”

You giggled, nudging him lightly. “Deal. But only if we can still have sprinkle fights.”

“Always, baby. Always.”

Outside, snow began to fall softly against the windowpane. Inside, the two of you sat surrounded by cookie crumbs, colorful sprinkles, and smears of icing—but it didn’t matter. The warmth of the moment, the sound of your laughter, and the way Ethan’s hand rested securely on your waist made everything feel perfect.

Yeah there was no reason for me to have not put this out in Christmas Day lol I just forgot. But enjoy this very rare fluff!!

Next up: SMUT. THE SMUTTIEST SMUT IVE EVER SMUTTED FOR THE WHORES.

Taglist as of now: @bettys-redwinesupernova @landry-day @fae-of-prey

[blondebrainpowered]

Various Artists - A Christmas Gift For You From Phil Spector, 1963

White Christmas  -  Darlene Love 

Frosty the Snowman  -  The Ronettes 

 The Bells of St. Mary  -  Bob B. Soxx and The Blue Jeans 

 Santa Claus Is Coming to Town  -  The Crystals 

 Sleigh Ride  -  The Ronettes 

 A Marshmallow World  -  Darlene Love 

 I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus  -  The Ronettes 

 Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeerm  -  The Crystals 

 Winter Wonderland  -  Darlene Love 

 Parade Of the Wooden Soldiers  -  The Crystals 

Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)  -  Darlene Love 

Here Comes Santa Claus  -  Bob B. Soxx and The Blue Jeans 

 Silent Night (Phil Spector commentary)  -  Various

[glitterberryshortcake]

🦄 ✨ Here's an introduction of my OCs and the F/O's that I ship them with!!! :D ✨ 🦄

💗🌈 🩷 Name: Rainbow Vivre Age: 22 Species: Human Vallonica "Vallea" Glyssen, also known as "Rainbow Vivre", is very sweet, outgoing, and can sometimes be a little air-headed. She has a looooot of boyfriends. I can't list every boyfriend she has because it would be a very long list, so I'll just list two of them. Mr. Paulson (Teamo Supremo), and Mr. Tinkerton (The Legend of Frosty the Snowman). 💗 🌈🩷

✨ 💜 🩵 Name: Desiree Hills Age: 25 Species: Human Desiree Hills is optimistic and sweet. It's very easy for her to sympathize/empathize with others. She's very rich and lives in a pink Barbie-style mansion. She owns a white Yorkshire Terrier named Daisy. Her boyfriend is Sarge Snorkel (Beetle Bailey). 🩵 💜 ✨

❤️ 🖤 ✨ Name: Nataly Vaclavik Age: 2160 (demon years) 36 (human years) Species: Demon Nataly Vaclavik loves to commit crimes on the regular (such as robbing banks, shoplifting, and other typical bad guy-ish stuff) She also has a fascination with weapons. She has a sweet tooth and loves red velvet cake and chocolates. Her boyfriend is Principal Pankley (The Legend of Frosty the Snowman). ✨ 🖤 ❤️

🩷 ���� 🍓 Name: Ichigo Age: Ageless Physical and mental age: 24 Species: Robot Ichigo is ditzy and super kind. She’s also pretty sensitive. Also, she knows when to be serious. She can speak in both Japanese and English. Her boyfriend is Percy Polie (Rolie Polie Olie). 💚 🩷 🍓

🌸 🩷 🌼 Name: Harmony Hoffman Age: 24 Species: Human Harmony Hoffman is very shy. She's a botanist/phytologist. She loves flowers and her favorites are roses, sunflowers, tulips, marigolds, and daisies. Her boyfriend is Cap'n Turbot (Paw Patrol). 🌸 🩷 🌼

💜 🩷 🎶 Name: Setsuko Senritsu Age: 22 Species: Human Setsuko Senritsu is a character from the video game called “Happy Hyper Dance!” or “ハッピーハイパーダンス！” (Basically, it’s a fictional/nonexistent game I came up with that is similar to Dance Dance Revolution). She's super bubbly and energetic. Her boyfriend is Surge Protector (Wreck-It Ralph). 🩷 💜 🎵

💛 💜 🦋 Name: Melinda Grace Age: 21 Species: Butterfly Melinda Grace is very smart, although scatterbrained. She loves fashion, cooking, and reading. Her favorite things to cook are sweets, especially frosted cookies. Her favorite book genres are romance, comedy, and fantasy. Her boyfriend is Adam Flayman (Bee Movie). 💜 💛 🦋

🩵 🎸 🩷 Name: Abigill Eauston Age: 22 Species: Axolotl Abigill Eauston has an interest in music and has a huge collection of musical instruments. Her favorite musical instrument is the electric guitar. Her boyfriend is Mr. Baldwin (Fish Hooks). (Fun fact: Abigill's name is a pun on the name "Abigail" and the word "gill"). 🩵 🎸 🩷

❤️ 🩷 🍎 Name: Loretta Reid Age: 26 Species: Human Loretta Reid is a Kindergarten teacher and loves working with and teaching kids. Her students call her Miss Reid. She's been teaching for four years. She's very sweet, caring, sympathetic/empathetic, and fun. Her boyfriend is the Teacher/Sensei/Mr. S (Doraemon). 🩷 ❤️ 🍎

Name: Sparklemary Age: 1400 (fairy years) 24 (human years) Species: Fairy Sparklemary loves jewelry, fashion, flowers and candy. She's bubbly, sweet, elegant, and can be silly at times. She loves collecting minerals/gems/crystals and flowers to make jewelry out of! Her boyfriend is Head Pixie (The Fairly Oddparents).

[cherry-vennom]

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then, send to the last ten people in your notifs 🖤

So many things make me happy...❣️ I am so blessed. Here are 5—

1. Being included in little Tumblr activities like this. I've been here for over a decade and have been included in a handful of them, delights me every time 😄🌸 Thank you for passing this on to me 🥰

2. Milk chocolate. I'm including this little piece of cocoa happiness because I just finished off a Cadbury milk chocolate bar with almonds that my fella brought home for me just a couple days ago along with a Snickers that I also already ate 😋 Love chocolate! Related side note - I recently confirmed (long time speculated) my genealogic roots to Aztec Native American people, as well as learned that not only did they rip still-beating hearts out of the chests of men with their bare hands 🫀 as means for religious sacrifice, but they also considered chocolate to be more precious than gold, used it as currency 🙂‍↕️ and are considered the first people to have "invented" edible chocolate. Checks out 🙃💖

3. Having such a close relationship with my daughter, all the precious moments and memories 💗 Her aura and personality, her cute little face!! Spending time with her is so cozy. This evening we decorated the house a bit for Christmas and then watched some Christmas classics like Frosty The Snowman and Rudolph. Her and I are constantly finding reasons to laugh through life. She is such a treasure and I am honored to be her mama, can't say that enough.

4. I have so many beautiful things and completely gorgeous connections with others and vividly intricate feelings about it all. My home is adorned with crystals and gems and books and art, friendly house plants and the most precious pets; beautiful happy faces with beautiful souls to match. I have a gorgeous little family I'm blessed to have been born into, as well as the family of my very own I continue to find and choose and grow, and the most incredible friends. I have profound romantic connections just at my fingertips.. and possibilities for more perfect babies. Closets full of faux fur, sparkly fabric, satin bows, platform ribbon lace-ups, color. Immediate access to organic nutrition, clean water, warmth. I love when I really get to reflect on how beautiful my life is and how thankful I am to be me and to have all that I do. Moments in time like this when I'm just completely in awe, grateful, and both incredibly humbled yet simultaneously feeling as though I have it all and the whole world is at my feet🎀; truly appreciative of everything in my exquisite little life exactly the way it is.

5. Me! I make me so happy. I love waking up to me! And spending all day and all night with her, forevermore. It's not always blissful and "perfect" (yet, it always is..💎), there have definitely been moments when I wish I could just get away, get a break - but ugh, her darling and precious sharp little face, an anchor in the chaos. Her big, dark and expressive warm-honey alien eyes full of love and ferocity. Her silky dark curls, rose petal soft skin, perfectly proportionate petite, powerful and mighty in every which way and yet so delicately soft. The way she deeply considers others, her innate ability to feel how they feel and see how they see - blurring the lines between self and other, gender fluidity, to find herself in a flower, a cloud, a beast - but never loses her own spark and her own take on things. A truly remarkable little deity in which to witness divinity unfurling itself from. She loves so hard! Loyalty and compassion unyielding. An artistic masterpiece in motion, ever evolving progression. Her expansiveness dripping with the tremendous love both and all of creation and consciousness bestow upon her - it saturates and radiates through all things and all of time, and beyond and within nothingness. Sometimes the immensity of that love is such an incomprehensible behemoth that it seems any way of attempting to fully express it through the lens of humanity falls short of true comprehension. Sometimes it seems like the other me's cannot truly fathom how in love I am. Therefore in the behemoth do I miss the entire love monstrosity? The answer is yes because love is constantly being made more, new, reaching deeper, paving higher - love is infinite, and as infinite is, infinite does. I am love and I love being her, I love being me.

[mooshie-blue]

HAPPY DECEMBER TO MY FAVORITE SN0W COUPLE!!!

[icycoldninja]

Fluffcember #28 (V x Reader)

Snowman

"V, check this out!" You gathered up a pile of snow in your hands and molded it into a ball. "Yes, d-" The poor man barely had time to finish his sentence; you'd already flung the snow at his face. It broke apart on impact, showering him with a good dusting of cold white fluff. "Y/N, what was that for?" You giggled, gathering up more snow and molding it into another, larger snowball. "For fun!" V furrowed his brow, staring at the thick layer of snow that coated the ground. "Fun? Throwing piles of frozen water at each other is fun?" A smile crept across his handsome face as he knelt down and prodded the snow with a lanky finger. "Do elaborate." This was V's first winter; the first time he'd ever seen snow in his life. The reaction he had when he stepped outside was comparable to one of a toddler. His beautiful eyes widened in surprise; his jaw dropped, and he just stood there in the doorway, marveling at the beautiful, glowing white crystals that were spread out before him. He had previously been one of the uninitiated; he had no understanding of why people loved playing in the snow so much. But now that he'd experienced the wonder for himself, he knew. He had been enlightened.

"V, come here!" You called from where you were kneeling in the snow. V came to you, trudging with some difficulty through the thick layers of white. He plopped down next to you with a huff. "It's tough wading through snow, ain't it?" You asked, grinning. V nodded before turning his attention to what you were working on. "So, what is this?" You were rolling a snowball on the ground, causing the snowball to accumulate snow and grow larger as it was rolled. "I'm making a snowman," You announced, proudly. V raised an eyebrow. "A snowman?" He paused, seemingly lost in thought for a few moments. "What's a snowman?" You burst into loud laughter; it took you several moments to compose yourself. "Sorry, sorry," You apologized, tearfully waving a hand at him. "It's just…I've never met anyone who didn't know what a snowman was. Haven't you watched Frosty the Snowman before?" V shook his head; he'd never even heard of that. You sighed, leaning back on your knees. "Well, it's a great thing you've got me. I shall teach you." You stood up and continued rolling your snowball; V followed in confusion. "We're essentially constructing a person out of snow. It's never perfectly lifelike, mind you," You added, so he didn't get the wrong idea. "We just roll balls of snow and arrange them so there's a bottom, midsection, and head. Then we decorate the snowman with sticks, coal, and carrots for its facial features." V frowned thoughtfully. "Men don't have coal, sticks or carrots for their faces…" He absently reached up to feel his face with his glove. "Do they?" You shook your head laughingly. "No, of course not! This is just a thing. A tradition. Normally, kids are the ones to build snowmen, but you're pretty much a kid yourself, so whatever." V scoffed, folding his arms. "I am not a child." You rolled your eyes. "Sure, you're not, Mr. I-am-but-two-days-old." V rolled his eyes but said nothing. After a few moments, the bottom part of the snowman was finished. You showed V how to anchor the snowman in place using snow as "glue", and taught him how to roll a snowball. Before long, you two had completed building the body of your magnificent (4 feet tall) snowman. "Now all that's left are glue." V looked around, then held up his cane. "We could use this?" You shook your head. "You'd have to leave it out here all night long." V set the cane down. "Aha! You cried, crossing over to a low-hanging, partially bent tree. Reaching up, you plucked two hefty branches off and held them up triumphantly. "Behold! The arms!" V watched as you trudged back through the snow and planted the sticks into the sides of the snowman before surrounding them with some snow, for added support. "Now we just need stuff for the face." V squinted into the horizon and started walking, before stooping down and pulling out two small rocks from the snow. "Eyes." He announced, walking up and placing them in the snowman's head. "Great job," You remarked, snapping a small branch in half. "Here's the nose." You stuffed the "nose" into the snowman's head and stood back, smiling. "I think we did well," V said, throwing an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. You nodded, resting your head against him and sighing. "Just one thing left to do." You bent down and scooped up a little snow into your hands. V didn't notice; he turned to you and asked, "What?" Giggling loudly, you threw the snow into his face and took off, dashing across your yard and towards the house. As you ran, you heard V's laughter-tinged shouts. "You're gonna get it Y/N, you little mischief-maker! You really will!"

[des2dream]

A Daydreamer's Holiday Movie Marathon: Frosty The Snowman & Frosty's Winter Wonderland

Alright! We got a DOUBLE FEATURE! I bring you a Rankin Bass classic and its sequel! Here's Frosty the Snowman debuting in 1969! Frosty the Snowman was a jolly happy soul with a corncob pipe, and a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal! The children built this snowman once they were let out of classes and it only took Professor Hinkle's (the magician) magic hat to help bring Frosty to life. As Frosty and the children have a grand ol' time, the temperature's beginning to rise causing Frosty to not feel so good. It's too warm for him to stay meaning he'll be at risk of melting into a puddle. "Mr. Magic Man" Hinkle is also not too thrilled about a magic snowman keeping his magic hat. Karen (one of the kids who helped build Frosty) helps Frosty travel to The North Pole, a place guaranteed to keep him cold all year.

In Frosty's Winter Wonderland that debuted in 1976, our beloved Snowman returns to a new group of kids as they continue their grand ol' times together. Meanwhile, Jack Frost is jealous of all the attention the jolly happy soul is getting and starts plotting. However, there's something missing. Frosty is starting to feel lonely with the kids always leaving to see their families as the days end. He needed someone to keep him company. That's when the kids suggest that he should have a wife and they all gather together to build the perfect partner for Frosty. It takes a minute for them to decide on a name, but they come to the conclusion of naming her, Crystal.

I love these specials! These also go on the list of specials I saw as a child! I love Frosty's character and the amount of love he gets from the children and other people (even creatures) around him. I also love his relationship with Crystal. They're so cute together! Rankin Bass films/specials tend to always leave your heart feeling something warm whenever you watch them. No matter how old they are, they almost feel timeless!

[petite-ursus]

I finally dragged my butt to the thrift store in pursuit of garlands and wreath. Found a garland and admittedly all the lights don't light but I don't care because the entire length is lit still so it doesn't look silly. Found the wreath. It needed some fake red foliage pruned off where the outter shell had cracked and revealed the styrofoam core, and I added on some jingle bells.

And then. I found this tiny tree and also these mountain bookends that I'll be able to use year round. The tree needs no sprucing. The bookends could get a paint touch up, but they're really not noticeably dinged up.

I also snagged some ornament hooks, some christmas themed bags for presents AND a few ornaments. One of those "sticks" you can stick into your tree with spme pinecones and glittery foliage at the tip. A slightly cracking styrofoam ornament ball encased in a shell of this sweet robin print. The print looks reminiscent of a little vintage bird I have already for the tree and the cracking is not pronounced. A little clear/crystal bead snowflake someone must have made, and an almost full box of gold vintage ornaments balls. Also. A metal christmas card "wreath" with a nice pair of metal deer as part of the design.

9 new for me things. All for $24. Most of the stuff was between $1 to $2

The coziness has increased so much, especially with that garland in the bathroom. It feels like something my grandma Judy would do.

I love thrifting. I love treasure hunting and not paying full prices. Love it.

I did resist a little Santa and a snowman because they were both $5 which felt steep for things I hadn't set out to find, and I just couldn't picture where I'd put them so they felt more like clutter for the sake of clutter... but... they WERE cute and I'm still thinking about them... honestly a big reason I left them is the snowman was cuter than the Santa so if I had to pick one I'd get the snowman... and I technically have a longstanding beef with the concept of Frosty as anything but an evil djinn, and sometimes we must stick to our principals even if the object of them has a sweet smile and adorable hat. 🥲✊️