(mini-comic about what exactly inspired Ivy to make these costumes)
And
— Folklore Breakdown ✨️✨️✨️
"Devil With the Stolen Star
This look pulls straight from Ukrainian winter folklore — the mischievous, sharp-smiled чорт who snatches the carolers’ bright star.
☆☆☆☆◇◇◇( carolers stars)◇◇◇☆☆☆☆
But Ivy doesn’t go full demon; she fuses the image with a Malanka goat mask, hinting at the trickster-spirit role from traditional celebrations. Wears it like a trophy.
◇◇◇□◇(goat)◇■◇◇◇
It’s bold, theatrical, intentionally "caught in the act."
The bells on her ankles and tail are a nod to caroler costumes, while the fluffy trims warm her bones (literally, although she doesn't need it really).
And in the background, the “pavuk” / spider pattern ties her directly to handmade holiday decorations — a symbol of harmony, creation, and winter magic.
"Home"
— Soft, Warm, and a Little Silly
This is Ivy in her comfort zone:
oversized sweater with a warm green palette, cozy details, and dinosaurs.
The bells remain (tradition + her own style, she likes wear them when it's hollidays), and the fluffy trim stays because warmth matters, even for a skeleton-badass-babygirl.
Her tail is tucked in and warmed as well in scarf.
"Party / New Year" Outfit — is literally Cocky Spirit of Christmas , Present-
This is Ivy in full "I deserve to be seen" mode.
The outfit is big, fluffy, intimidating, and deliberately suffocating in the best possible way.
She looks like she could wrap you in that giant hood, and suddenly you’re blushing, lost somewhere between "I can’t breathe" and "I don’t want her to stop."
Probably, she can step into the room looking like the embodiment of winter confidence, wrapped in so much fur and presence that it feels like she’s dragging a blizzard behind her.
She’s huge in this silhouette:
a towering, fluffy, heavy-lux creature who knows exactly how devastating she looks.
The massive hood and layered fluff make her look larger, more imposing — which she intentionally uses to her advantage.
She likes how towering, dramatic, and a little overwhelming she is, in that costume.
The red details (the belt, the accents, the bells) add warm to all that winter green — like sparks in snow.
And right near her face: mistletoe earing.
Not accident , not shy — a deliberate trap.
The kind where she looks at you like:
"Come on. I dare you."
Her tail is wrapped in the same fur, fluffy material as her hood, making it look even bigger, warmer, and more extravagant — almost like she’s wearing luxury fur from head to tail-tip.
and she'll probably wear it closer to Christmas, probably. Who knows who knows.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Just posted Chapters 2 & 3 on this one. Linking Chapter 1 in case you missed this story back in July when I first posted it. I was in a Christmas mood, thinking of snow and cooler temperatures fondly...#sweetsummerchild #thishappenseveryyear
And now it’s -10F at my house and I saw some Arctic buntings the other day (those birds are supposed to stay up in the tundra proper so what. the. hell.) and yeah, July can come back any time ;)
Hope you enjoy! Xo
