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@jessfaulks.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 5:29 PM

Foxy Friday! A new #PairsOfPumpkins chapter is up!

Titania braves the after party by herself.

archiveofourown.org/works/924067...

www.furaffinity.net/view/66639705/

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@jessfaulks.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 7:58 AM

From #PairsOfPumpkins 15, Portia finds her daughter in a bit of a mess.

With her daughter’s head held resting on her arm in an awkward hug, Portia surveyed the cave-turned-home. It was sparse but for an unruly stack of books and by the fire, the remnants of bread, cooked meat, and produce. The footprints in the village must have her been raiding the commissary for food.  It wasn’t just food either: Alena had stolen quite a lot of wine. Many empty bottles sat in the furthest corner and a few fruit flies circled about those but near the food, several stood full. One was open and near her bed. It wasn’t even noon. She would ask another time.
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 4:11 AM

A new and one of my favorite portraits of the #PairsOfPumpkins heroine, Portia!

By the wonderfully talented @fridrawx.bsky.social

@furryportia.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 3:49 AM

I commissioned this amazing icon of Portia from @fridrawx.bsky.social who is running an incredible deal on icons. They're a new artist and deserve a lot more attention!

I ordered two initially and I love them so much, I having them do icons for the whole #PairsOfPumpkins cast.

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A grinning vixen adventuress!
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 5:24 AM

Portia interrogates a handsome and apparently quite sheltered houseboy to get to the bottom of what's happening in a mysterious manor.

From #PairsOfPumpkins 1, which I am revising as a third edition.

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He shook where he stood, obvious in his conflict. “You’re asking a lot of questions. Master Zarron doesn’t like me to talk unless I’m spoken to.” “I’m speaking to you.” “By him. Or my sisters.” “That doesn’t sound very nice of him. Do you work here?” “Yes.” “Does he pay you?” He paused. “No, but everything is provided for me. What would I do with money?” “Could you leave if you wanted? Could your sisters?” He froze before slowly shaking his head. “Where would we go? I’ve barely been outside these walls. It’s dangerous. Even when they leave, I stay and keep up the place.”
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 6:09 PM

#PairsOfPumpkins 14, chapter 4 of 9 is live! It's a short one this week.

archiveofourown.org/works/924067...
www.furaffinity.net/view/66557950/

@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 6:57 AM

I have a lot of "guards" in my drafts than anything of the last few days. Here's one from one of the un-numbered #PairsOfPumpkins drafts.

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@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 29, 2026, 7:50 AM

Another sneak peak of #PairsOfPumpkins 15!

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Portia tensed her jaw and looked back to her daughter. “Once we have appraised for ourselves that she is a predatory demon, we will slay her. If this is just a misunderstanding…” “There is no misunderstanding.” Portia’s knuckles tensed in her gloves, creaking leather until they found their limits of tension, reminding her of the metal spikes that reinforced her backhand. “I understand how you might think that, looking like a succubi yourselves. But they are known in this region’s history. This isn’t the first one we’ve had and it won’t be the last.” “Well, you’ll forgive us for not just taking your word on who to kill but if we do find a demon that preys upon the innocent, we will destroy it.”
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 7:55 AM

#PairsOfPumpkins 15! Portia and daughter arrive in a less-than-friendly town

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“Does every traveler and trader who passes through your village on their way to Zlotz get such a warm reception?” The porcupine squinted and cracked a smile. “Have you been Zlotz, dear? It’s a medium-sized town at best. They get most of their goods from the ocean. What’s north of here worth trading by land with? Kjall? Brummel? They have the same natural resources further north as we do.” The other gathered people stood in their places, not closing in. The porcupine seemed to have some authority over them. The young crowd behind her parted again and a red fox male in the same robes as her, stepped out and onto the stairs. The average red fox in town she’d seen was short but this one might have been the shortest of them, with a thick build and almost stumpy limbs. For the moment he only observed. “You don’t get many travelers, so it’s customary to intimidate them?” The porcupine shifted her weight. “We don’t get many travelers that look like you.”
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 21, 2026, 5:59 AM

#PairsOfPumpkins 15 sees Portia and Titania tracking a potentially dangerous and elusive quarry.

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“I think the new place in Brummel is going turn out really nice once the whole family is helping out. But I think any normal family is probably better than our gang of misfits.” Titania was silent, as usual and it let Portia hear moving water up ahead. She pushed through a trail of brush that had not only been found but tread more than a few times and came to a stream, barely ten feet wide.  Portia followed the prints right up to the water and Titania came up beside her. “Well, that explains why they haven’t found her. We can split up and…” Titania waved in front of her then shook her head. Exaggerating, she sniffed the air. With a click of her tongue, she pointed her thumb left.  “Riiiiight. I forgot about your super nose. Lead the way.” Titania winked and waded into the water, her mother following close behind.
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 17, 2026, 5:23 AM

Today I'm editing a 3rd edition of the first #PairsOfPumpkins story, "Family Ties."

Portia and a young man she just met, have to move a body she incapacitated!

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They both pulled, planting feet firmly in the floorboards and tugging with their whole bodies. The limp horse moved slightly within his clothes and armor until the friction caught against the floor, and he would no longer budge. They tugged harder still at the resistance, muscles flexing and teeth gritting in strain, but the horse proved all but immovable by this method. Joseph’s added strength didn’t help much at all, as much as he tried. He wasn’t quite a runt but short and lanky for his age. The unconscious horse was easily two or three times their combined weight and by the time they gave up, they’d both broken out in a sweat. For her, it was from the dramatic change in temperature from the freezing outside to the balmy interior and being quite overdressed but for him, it was entirely from the effort. They both stepped back to reconsider but Joseph went straight to shrugging off his robe and tossing it aside, revealing the long, purple nightshirt he wore beneath. Another vanity item forbidden in The Pale Lands were dyed textiles that served no practical function. Perhaps the wizard was some kind of smuggler but what were the value of clothes one couldn’t risk wearing outside?
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 15, 2026, 4:29 PM

Technically a draft but also a third-edition, "Family Ties" is the first story in the #PairsOfPumpkins series.

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@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 7:04 PM

"#PairsofPumpkins 14: Hasty Seems and Inbetweens" is no longer a draft!

Portia and Ana returns to Brummel, with her two brigand daughters in tow. Even if she can reform them, can she redeem them in the public eye?

Chapter 1 available now
archiveofourown.org/works/924067...

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@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 4:12 PM

From #PairsofPumpkins 15, Portia and Titania have to sit through church!

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More than an hour passed of preaching, broken up by terribly-written songs sung with grace and serenity by the congregation. It was obvious enough that tonight’s session was a just for older children and teenagers. She hadn’t seen any in the streets and this was likely the whole village’s worth. Through the sermon, Portia kept her attention on the girl that was almost certainly her daughter, studying her mannerisms to familiarize herself but also to tune out the eye-rolling, teeth-clenching, auditory poison that was the zealotry of the strictest interpretations of the God of Justice’s doctrine. It was all too familiar from her own youth and she’d managed to avoid most of it in the decades since. Titania was less skilled at sitting still and advertised her boredom by shifting her posture, tapping her leg or sighing every other breath. Portia stopped herself from verbalizing her gratitude that Titania couldn’t speak to complain but she had the thought more than once.
@jessfaulks.bsky.socialSep 6, 2026, 6:45 AM

From #PairsOfPumpkins 14, which is basically done and not really a draft anymore!

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 “Go while there’s still some good seats to watch me fuck up this speech.”  Titania steadied the rabbit with a subtle touch and a wry grin as the deer, bobcat, and skunk all obliged and headed for the door and past her. The deer passed her with a gracious curtsey. “You’re going to be amazing!” The skunk beamed. “Don’t worry so much,” the bobcat touched her bare shoulder. “Nobody will be listening anyway, when you look this spectacular.”  Tati sighed at her reflection. If the crowd were watching the woman in the mirror and not who she really was, she might have a chance.