#star of Christmas

[nostalgic-manatee]

We are the fairy peas of Christmas!

[divorced-loveyasparagus]

Lizzie Hollingshead, in a lovely Christmas gown. (Lovey, Star of Christmas Verse)

[rumor-weed]

Obscure veggietales characters who I think would be hilarious to make an unexpected comeback:

Cedric the “I’ll Eat Anything Star-Shaped” from the star of Christmas, from whom they had to hide the star of Christmas from 💜 I don’t know him but I love him

[unogoffboi666]

Cedric the “I’ll Eat Anything Star Shaped”, self explanatory. (Scallion 1, Star of Christmas Verse)

[frankencelery]

Silas Whisenhunt, that weird guy who just hangs around wherever the action is. (Frankencelery, Star of Christmas Verse)

[sweet-sweet-petunia]

Flufftober Day 11

Prompt: Meet Cute

Pairing: Daphne Woodbridge and Milward Phelps (Star of Christmas/Easter Carol with a BRAND NEW PETUNIA CHARACTER MAKING HER INTERNET DEBUT)

Daphne Woodbridge was at the church to see the Star of Christmas. Every journalist for The London Post Gazette was. And as they watched the performance - the rocketing in, the very cute cucumber illuminated with electric lights on the scenery rather than the star itself - they all knew it would be all over the next day’s front page.

While many of her colleagues seemed to gravitate towards the angle of not even showing the star and how the pageant was still wonderful, Daphne was more interested in a certain individual. The rocket carried 5 different veggies. Reverend Gilbert and his son, Edmund, playwrights Cavis Appythart and Milward Phelps…and an asparagus who didn’t seem related to the show at all.

She hummed and hawed over it. He was sat next to Effie Pickering - was he possibly an actor? Daphne loved the theatre, and his face didn’t seem familiar. He was an asparagus - perhaps a relative of the pastor and his family?

As the masses filed out after mass, Daphne unfortunately lost the man in the crowd. But who might possibly know more? The rhubarb scanned the crowd…no sign of the reverend or his family…but…was that old man Nezzer? Talking to Cavis Appythart?

She waited for her chance, and then, as soon as whatever conversation they were having closed, she moved in. “Cavis Appythart? Daphne Woodbridge of the London Post Gazette.”

“Oh.” The tomato winced. “Hi.”

“Can I ask you who that fifth person who flew into the theatre was?” She asked.

“There were only four of us.” Cavis replied, confused.

Daphne shook her head “the third asparagus-“

“There were only two.” Cavis spoke assuredly “Edmund and the Reverend.”

“Hey, Cavis,” a voice soon interrupted “Were we still gonna pop by the jail and visit Mr. Pincher?”

“In a moment, Milward.” Cavis shook his head. “As I was saying, there were only the four of us on that carriage-“

“Until we went through the bank!” Milward interrupted, eyes wide with excitement “Then we picked up a hitchhiker! Boy, THAT was crazy-“

“A hitchhiker?” Daphne questioned, the fire in the search for her lead reignited.

“Yeah, we picked him up inside the bank, seemed like his shift was done anyway, but…” Milward trailed off, before suddenly becoming a lot more…bashful. “Uh, sorry, who are you? I don’t think we’ve met.”

“Daphne Woodbridge.” She introduced. “Of the London Post Gazette.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Woodbridge,” the cucumber smiled sheepishly. “I’m-“

“Milward Phelps!” She exclaimed excitedly. “I’m a huge fan of your work. Your composition for turtle wax was inspired.” She gushed.

“Why thank you!” He smiled proudly.

“We wrote that together-“ Cavis tried to interject.

He went unheard. “Mr. Phelps, would I be able to schedule an interview? Find out more about the rogue hitchhiker at the bank?”

“Sure!” He beamed. “I’m free all the time, since our shows cancelled due to the theatre burning down and…I’m not free,” he sighed. “Since I’ll be working for Uncle Nezzer to pay it off. The only time I’d be available would be well after dinner, and I don’t think your husband would think kindly of you meeting up with another man at that hour.”

“I don’t have a husband.” She giggled. “So that won’t be an issue.”

“Your boyfriend, then.” Milward corrected.

“Don’t have one of those at the moment either.” She batted her eyelashes. “So I can meet you when you’re free. F-for an interview, of course!”

Milward’s face lit up far more than it should have to be accepting an interview. “Yes! I look forward to it! Say tomorrow outside Nezzer’s factory?”

“Sounds perfect!” She, too, was looking forward to this more than a usual interview, but didn’t dare say that out loud. She wouldn’t want to jinx anything.

[kyurochurro]

and now i bring to you my concept art for my imaginary tos episode: the crew go to the beach planet (the beach episode) 🏝️

[remxedmoon]

i got it!

(og panels below!!)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIFFRIN!!! <- i say, scheduling this to post at midnight september 2nd. it’s his birthday somewhere!! and also loops birthday but look i had a deadline here. don’t ask why This of all things is their birthday art. i make normal choices!!!

also. somehow this entire thing only took 4 and a half hours??? insanity. i literally started this Today. thats how it Gets Me i suppose. anyways!!!! here’s the og panels!! no colored version this time, i didn’t think it’d fit the scene. also i didn’t want to render 3 colored panels.

[blacktabbygames]

thank you all for everyone who fought in the 47 minute fandom war of august 17 it is peace times again buy in stars and time for even less money than usual if you already own slay the princess because we have a bundles

[the-wolf-and-moon]

NGC 2264, Christmas Tree

[without-ado]

Moon in the first quarter phase l Andrew McCarthy

[ontosgold]

A scarf long enough for two ✨

[seefasterdraws]

hug! that! captain!

[deseos-de-la-via-lactea]

by minimoss

[bebs-art-gallery]

The Mystery of Light

— by Sydney Laurence (1865-1940)

[spacewonder19]

Christmas Tree Cluster © Craig McDearmid