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chellesdump · 7 months
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It's Just A... Prank? - 97' Line
"The 97’ Line of idols including Miyeon, Jihyo, Rosé, Mina, Lisa, BamBam, Jungkook, and Minnie, decide to have a playdate on their favorite playground, but once there they can’t decide what to play until hide-n-seek is mentioned. But one of them says they should make the game more entertaining by pranking the adults, everything is okay until it backlashes at them"
word count ─ 1.7k
tags ─ little! miyeon, little! jihyo, little! rosé, little! mina, little! lisa, little! bambam, little! jungkook, little! minnie, daddy! jackson, papa! namjoon, mama! nayeon, mama! jennie, big sis! soyeon, autumn, playground, pranks, guilt
notes ─ This is for the Prank prompt, I didn’t knew if I would be able to write today’s prompt in a timely manner, the power went out in my neighborhood for close to 13 hours and none of my devices had battery :(. But thankfully I was able to do it after all. Please enjoy :3
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"Mama! Mama!" was the sound of the screams that could be heard throughout the house, "In the kitchen" was the yelled answer that Jennie gave, soon after the pitter patter of footsteps made itself present, nearing her location.
"Mama there you are! Been looking for you. What you doing?" exclaimed the little girl taking a seat next to her Mama, “I’ve been sitting here drinking some coffee while reading this book” said Jennie showing her cup and book. “Can I has coffee, please?” begged the little girl with her best puppy eyes, “Sorry baby, this is just for grown-ups” responded Jennie giving an apologetic glance to her little girl.
“You are so mean, Mama!” pouted the little girl, “Oh yeah, I’m a mean Mama. Now Lili, why were you looking for this ever so mean person?” asked Jennie looking over to Lisa with a raised brow, “Oh yeah!! Can you calls Nayeon imo p’ease?” requested Lisa extending her phone toward Jennie. Grabbing the girl’s phone she began dialing Nayeon’s number, “But why do you want to call Nayeon?” asked Jennie before pressing the call button, “Wanna talk wif’ Hyo and Mina” stated Lisa, “Then why don’t we call one of them instead?” reasoned Jen, “Yes p’ease Mama, call Hyo” said Lisa.
Once her Mama had dialled Jihyo’s number Lisa took her phone and went back to her room, only coming out to grab snacks, Jennie could hear how the girls seemed to be playing some game so animatedly online, after about 2 hours of playing Lisa came running back out screaming “Mama! Can we, can we p’ease!?”, “Can you what?” asked disorientedly Jennie, “Go to the playground wif’ Hyo an’ Mina an’ Minnie an’ Miyeon an’ Bam… Bam says he gonna tell Kookie, but we don’t knows if he going” excitedly answered.
“Surely but isn’t Rosie going with you?”, “Yes, we both go and see our friends,” said Lisa before running screaming Chaeyoung-ah we go to the playground, Jennie proceeded to prepare a bag with the girls' things before getting everything loaded on her car and driving to the playground.
“Everyone we here!! Let’s play!!” excitedly yelled Lisa grabbing Rosie’s hand and dragging her over the rest of the kids, when she arrived she went to hug all her friends with Rosé closely following her lead.
“So what you wanna do?” asked Hyo since she is the eldest among them, everyone started throwing out ideas about what to do, “Let’s go to the swings” “But there not enough ones”, “Play tag?” “We could, but it’s chilly”, “We could play hide and seek?”, and with that last idea every kid agreed except one.
"All those games are so boring, we should play somefing more exciting. Or make the game more exciting" mentioned Kookie, "What you suggest to make it exciting?" asked Bam, “We make pranks” stated Kook, “We here, you can’t prank us” retorted Hyo with a duh sound.
“No pranks for us, pranks for them” pointed Kook to their adults with a devilish smirk on his face, “I’m out, when Soyeon unnie gets mad it scary” stated Miyeon with a confirmative nod from Minnie, “Yeah I agree, our Mama is scary too,” said Rosie, and soon everyone said their discontent with the idea of pranking the adults.
“Oh p’ease guys, don’t be such babies. Nofing is going to happen, everything will be okay” assured Kook, finally convincing the rest to make a harmless prank on the adults, so after everyone agreed Jungkook started explaining the plan of action, they were to play little meaningless games like tag, swinging and other ones, then they’ll start with hide-n-seek.
The first few rounds of hide-n-seek were normal ones, hiding through the playground on the tunnels, slides, nearby bushes, and among the adults, then the real prank started, it was Rosie’s turn to be the finder so she sat down near the sandbox to start counting. She found everyone except Minnie and Bam, she made a huge show of looking for them, getting desperate the more time passed and she couldn’t find them, the adults took notice of this and went towards the children to find out what was happening.
“What is happening here? Why do you all look scared? Did you get hurt?” asked Nayeon looking over her children to see if they were harmed, the other adults followed suit checking over their own kids, and that’s when they realized. 
“Have you seen BamBam? Where did he go” screamed Jackson trying to find his boy, “Where is Minnie? Miyeon-ah where’s your sister?” asked Soyeon scared like Jackson, that’s when Rosie spoke up, “We were playing hide-n-seek, but I not find them”, the rest of the kids agreed with the statement. So everyone started looking all over the playground for the missing children but did not have luck finding them, Jackson and Soyeon started having so much panic at not finding their children, it was such panic that Soyeon who is a switch started regressing a little into her teens at the stress.
Jennie saw this and went toward the teen to comfort her, “Oh Soyeon-ah, I promise we’ll find them. We will not stop until they are safe once again in your arms”, Soyeon started having a panic attack yelling, “What if something bad happened to them unnie!? I would never forgive myself for not taking good care of her!” and the sobs overtook Soyeon’s whole body. The children saw the scene that had just unfolded, and huge guilt invaded them, Hyo and Rosie that are the eldest among the children - after Miyeon but she was being crushed in a hug by her unnie - went to tell the Thai kids to come out of their hiding, Kook and Mina stayed put in their place watching everything unfold while the girls fetched the ‘missing’ kids - Lisa was being smothered by Jackson trying to see if either BamBam or Minnie had said anything in Thai that only she had perceived -.
Nayeon and Jennie were panicking when they saw their kids walking into the trees that surrounded the playground, since Jennie was comforting Soyeon it was Nayeon’s job to follow after the girls, telling Mina to stay with her imo and woesamchons. She trailed after the girls, and then she saw them stop at the edge and call for someone, that was when the missing kids came out, “Omo! Are you okay kids?! Where were you?” said the bunny running to them and hugging them, making sure to check them over quickly before taking the 4 kids back to everyone else.
When Soyeon and Jackson saw them they ran to hug them and check them over when they made sure they were okay they asked what had happened, the first to break down was Minnie, followed by BamBam and Lili, the 3 Thai kids were sobbing while hugging each other, then the eldest followed, Miyeon, Hyo & Rosie also started crying, Mina was the last to join the crying fest, throwing herself at her Mama’s arms. 
Kookie was the only one who wasn’t crying but he seemed nervous, fidgeting in his place, looking all over the place, and fidgeting with his fingers, these were all signs of him being nervous, when his Papa saw it he knew Jungkook had something to do with the sudden disappearance of his peers. With a heavy heart, Namjoon dared to ask Kookie for an explanation, “Kook buddy, would you be so kind as to tell me what exactly is making you nervous?”, “Nofing at all Papa, just don’t wanna be… kidnapped?” said - asked? - Jungkook fearing being discovered.
Everyone became aware of the scene unfolding between Namjoon and Jungkook, turning all their attention their way, curious glances from the adults, and nervous ones from the children. “Namjoon-ah, is everything okay?” dared to speak up Jackson, “Yeah everything is okay” reassured Namjoon, “but I think Kook here has something that he isn’t telling us,” said Nam with a sigh.
Feeling all the eyes on Jungkook made the kids break their silence, “I’m so sorry Mama! I didn’ wanna do it but he said it was fun! P’ease forgive me!” cried out Mina being the first one to speak up, “Daddy are you mad? I didn’ wanna scare you!” was what came out of Bam’s mouth, suddenly all the kids started apologizing, with a Kookie just standing there speechless at the treachery from his fellow kids.
“Can someone please explain what is happening here?” asked disoriented Nayeon, the one to respond was Hyo, “We were choosin’ what to play and we all wanted different fings, until someone said hide-n-seek so we say yes” let out so quickly that it was almost imperceptible, “And Kook said it was boring, we told him then what, an’ he said we play that but more exciting. We asked how, and he said… he said” rambled out Miyeon, not daring to finish her sentence. “What did Kook say?” asked Jennie wishing to know what had happened, “He said we make pranks, but Hyo said you can’t prank us we already know. But then he said we prank you instead of us” answered Lisa with a hung head.
All the adults started berating their kids, that was until Namjoon’s voice distracted everyone, “Kim Jungkook! What have we told you about making everyone do things you clearly know you shouldn’t?” came the chastising voice, the rest of the adults tried to convince Namjoon to not be like that with Jungkook since it was something that all the kids did together. 
After explaining that it was a common occurrence of Kookie being a menace like that and dragging everyone on his misdemeanors, everyone parted ways and went home, you could hear how they were being chastised over the evening. The prank awfully came to bite the kids on the back, but it was a clear lesson to learn, they shouldn’t joke with that kind of thing, at the end of the day all the kids were punished with groundings and a prohibition of going to the playground for a while, but with a promise as well of having another play date, as long as they behaved.
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kojiandrew · 2 months
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THE BROTHERS SUN 1.08 - "Protect The Family"
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tblsomedoodles · 5 days
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Some Venus ideas
seriously debating on adding Venus to FW so here's some early designs. (like i'm not sure i'll keep the eyebrow marks, they look kinda funky at times). Mostly b/c them having another sister would be adorable. And it would piss Draxum off, which would be hilarious (for reasons i'll explain.)
some more about her under the cut. But it's mostly just random brainstorming i did at 3am
18 yo (3 years older than Raph)
Mutated Ornate Wood Turtle (using some of Lou's DNA.) (so no spider traits.)
Technically their Half sister since Big Mama's not her mother. (not that that will stop Mama from mothering her. She'd get her own room in the hotel and everything : ) )
Was mutated 'first' to test the mutagen.
She was 5 when the boys were mutated.
Venus got misplaced during resulting explosion. eventually found and taken in by the Library Bats. Which is exactly what pisses off Draxum b/c he knows exactly where she is but the bats refuse to give her back to him lol. And no one messes with the bats. (he's got thrown into the kiddy room several times for trying lol)
she's very quiet, shy, and very anxious about and unsure how to socialize with people in general. (✨social anxiety✨)
I don't think she's much of a fighter. like at all. Pretty sure the only way she would fight would be mystics (ie standing in the back taking magic missile esc pot shots wizard style.) she might actually be more of a pacifist than anything. I'm getting the feeling that she wants little to do with fighting or violence personally. Like she wouldn't judge her siblings on it, but she doesn't want to participate. (the only exception being that if someone/thing is hurting said siblings. b/c once she's emotionally attached to those kids, anything seriously trying to hurt her siblings do not get the luxury of her just standing by.)
that's about it.
and a meme about how thoroughly this au is going off track.
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h4ngsuhh · 23 days
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lalisa 🌺
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Sharing this theory/realization I had in Discord
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Uncle Jack stirring the pot for drama as usual
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not a single soul requested this one but I had to do a quick sketch
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pageofheartdj · 1 year
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I will fucking DIE on this hill just watch me!XD
What women lips usually look like
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And what Jessica’s lips look like
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yaknow
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jessy is jenny
jessy is jenny
jessy is jenny
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echolaliads · 1 year
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coyging · 3 months
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ex-coelis · 3 months
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jay Ferin as 'im not afraid of anything' from songs for the new world let me tell you it fits SO WELL
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terrainofheartfelt · 2 years
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prompt- jenny finding out about dair and her reaction + her being happy for them
Dair + Jenny
After she hangs up the phone, Jenny stares into space for what must be twenty straight minutes. 
Her fingers twitch, needing something to do, something to keep them busy. It’s been her prime coping mechanism since, well, probably since she developed the fine motor skills necessary. If she was too hyper or bouncing off the walls, her mother put a crayon in her hand, or a pencil, or a paintbrush, and then later, fabric, thread, needles. The act of making something gave her a way to focus, to take all that ambition that had been born in her blood and do something with it. 
She grabs her sketchpad, starts on a figure and the shape of a dress without really looking at it. When she does, she realizes she doesn’t want to design anything at all, and tears the page out, a new blank one gaping up at her. 
Jenny sighs, slumping back against the wall of her dormitory, drumming her fingertips on the paper. 
She’s not…mad, not really. The way Dan talked, all cautious and careful and slow, like she was a feral cat he was trying to persuade to come out of the alley, he probably expected her to be angry, but she wasn’t. Or if she was, it feels different than the kind of anger that ate her alive back in New York. 
Not wanting to design but needing to draw something, she falls back on an old standby learned from her mother. She picks up a pen, and starts scrawling across the page, filling all the empty space, just random letters, well, maybe not so random, D-A-N, B-L-A-I-R, W-A-L-D-O-R-F, E-V-I-L S-P-A-W-N. When a sufficient amount of the page is covered, she starts connecting the lines, weaving the letters together until they’re unintelligible, a collected framework of lines, an abstract approximation of the iron outline of stained glass windows of the Anglican church down the street. 
Once satisfied with the skeletal structure, Jenny grabs her box of colored pencils. She’s meticulous, one color at a time, taking care not to use two similar hues next to each other. 
Her mom always made her own coloring sheets like this. In the evenings, after dinner but before bedtime, when Dan would disappear behind a book and Dad behind his guitar, her mom would sit in the armchair by the record player and just…color, just like this, filling an entire page with a riot of different hues and shades that did look like stained glass, so bright it reminded Jenny of the blown glass vases her parents displayed in the kitchen that she wasn’t allowed to touch.
Sometime, around the time Jenny was starting to think of herself as an artist too, she insisted that Mom show her how she made them, and she did. Jenny remembers being almost disappointed that there was no great secret to it. Scribble, connect the ends, color in the blank spaces. 
“It’s no genius work,” Alison told her, “but it’s meditative. Relaxes the mind.” 
Jenny could definitely do with that, she thinks as she picks up another pencil. Bright red, like cherry lip gloss. 
She didn’t yell. She didn’t give her blessing—because why should she—but she didn’t yell, didn’t make any accusations. She bit her tongue, and powered through the conversation best she could, sprinting to the end of the phone call. And now here she is. 
She knows what she wants to say, but she also knows that she can’t say it to Dan. 
You can’t badmouth the boyfriend. Another nugget of wisdom from her mom, delivered unto her last year, when one of her friends from show choir in Hudson started dating a grade-A douchebag, and that’s judging from Jenny’s rubric, which has a steep curve. 
Jenny couldn’t stand being around him, and more than that, didn’t want her friend giving her own time to someone who didn’t deserve it, all of which she told her mother. She and Alison undertook a thorough Full Disclosure policy when she moved to Hudson. It worked pretty well, even when Jenny didn’t like the advice she heard. 
“Honey, there’s nothing you can say that will sway her,” Alison told her. “All you can do is just love her, so when the bottom drops out she’ll know that you are there for her.”
Jenny kept her mouth shut, and, a week before senior prom, the douchebag showed his true, douchey colors, and Jenny was there for her friend. 
But what sucked is that Jenny would have been there regardless, so why should someone she cares about have to go through the wreckage of heartbreak to fall back on something they already had? 
Dan has a more resilient heart than she does. It’s just fact, they went to that school and went through their own dark forests of fucked-up shit, and while she broke down, Dan’s still there. Dan still believes, in true love, in finding the one, no matter how many times he gets hurt for the sake of the one. He’s so much like their mom, but on this, he’s his father’s son through and through.
Maybe that’s the problem. Sometimes Jenny imagines stretching her arm out over the Atlantic Ocean, plucking up her brothers by the shirt collar and carrying them over to London, to safer ground. 
But when everything got bad, she felt like she couldn’t turn to anyone, but even then Dan had been ready to punch out any one that wronged her, so long as he gave her the chance to talk and she gave him the chance to listen. So, she doesn’t want to cut him off. Even though she doesn’t know how not to, given what he’s just told her. 
So, she colors, she puts it onto the paper like her mother taught her, puts the words she couldn’t say into the phone into each swatch of color. 
She’s going to wreck you. She is going to wreck you and leave you in pieces and there isn’t a damn thing I can do to stop it. 
Half the page colored, she puts on her headphones, blasts music from her laptop. She cycles through most of Paramore’s discography by the time the page is filled.
Jenny lets out a deep breath as she examines her handiwork. Stained glass on paper. And, despite herself, it worked, like mac and cheese, like chocolate chip waffles, like any comfort from her childhood. 
On impulse, she grabs her phone, snaps a picture of her DIY coloring sheet, and sends it to Dan. She doesn’t know what to say to him, but words had always been more his thing anyway. 
Two minutes later, Dan sends a photo back, one of his own attempt, still in progress, on one of his legal pads he uses for outlining. 
Love you, she sends. 
Love you too, he texts back. 
Jenny’s still worried, but she thinks, or maybe hopes, that everything will turn out okay. 
3 years later…
Jenny and Nate stumble through the door of their Airbnb. Well, Jenny stumbles, she’s been in these heels too long. Wherever they go, no matter how fucked up they are, Nate always carries himself with an infuriating amount of athletic grace. It’s that damn pub football league. 
“Oh, couch,” Jenny sighs, collapsing onto the piece of furniture in question. It’s very comfy. They truly scored with this one, booked on a whim by Jenny while they were still on the train this morning. 
Dan and Blair had their own suite at the Plaza Athénée; when Blair heard they were staying in the 5th, she’d rolled her eyes, but even she was too happy to spend any time berating Jenny and Nate’s choice of lodging on the “wrong” side of the Seine. 
“So,” Nate says lightly, toeing off his shoes and leaving them beside her discarded boots, “how are you feeling?” He bends to pick up the coat she’d dropped on the floor next, hanging it up along with his. He takes such good care of her. 
“Exhausted,” she answers, hanging her head over the back of the sofa, as Nate drops down next to her. “Can you believe we were in a different country this morning? And we took a train underwater?”
He laughs lightly, stretching out and putting his head in her lap. “That’s not what I meant. I meant: how are you doing? About today?”
She frowns down at him puzzledly, arching an eyebrow. “Don’t you have a conflict of interest asking that question?”
“My interest is you, babe,” he reaches up, tapping the back of his hand on her sternum. “You sure you’re okay?”
“I seem to recall already having this conversation with Eric after Dan proposed.”
“Yeah, well, I’m checking in again.”
Jenny sighs, tilting her head back to think. “I’m good. Really.” She clasps Nate’s outstretched hand in one of hers, and runs the other through his hair, soft between her fingers. “I’ve had enough time to get used to the idea. And while I don’t think I’m completely used to it…” she shrugs. “The more I see them together, the more it makes sense.”
Nate makes a small hum, his little nonverbal way of saying I’m listening, and Go on. 
“I don’t know,” she takes a breath, gathering her thoughts, trying to shape them into words, “Dan’s always been just…himself, but like, in soft lines, shaded in. But…now he’s more…sharper. Like the outline of him has finally been inked in, you know?”
Nate blinks up at her, crease forming between his eyebrows. “I think so?”
Jenny laughs, and he strokes his thumb over her knuckles. “I just mean, this is the most himself I’ve ever seen him be. And if you repeat this I’ll deny it, but I think a lot of it has to do with Blair. So…” she sighs, melodramatic, “for him, I’ll suffer through being legally related to her.”
Nate snorts, face breaking into that sunrise grin Jenny loves so much. He brings their joined hands down, settling them on his chest. She’s never historically been much of a hand holder, but Nate loves it, and she loves him. And, she loves that it’s her he’s reaching for. 
“I’m happy for him,” she declares. “And I’m happy he asked me to come. And I’m really happy that we won’t be anywhere near when he tells Dad.” 
Nate makes a noise of agreement. “Or Eleanor.” 
“Oh my god, yeah.”
They both laugh, out of not only amusement at the mental image of Rufus and Eleanor’s respective reactions, but also relief, that Jenny and Nate won’t be in the blast zone when the bomb drops. There are definite advantages to the ex-patriot life. 
“Is that something you want?” Nate asks softly. 
“Facing the wrath of an Eleanor scorned? Fuck no.” 
“No,” he says softly. “What Blair and Dan did.”
“Elope in Paris?”
“Well, yeah, I guess,” he qualifies with a tilt of his head. “But I was thinking…just – marriage in general.”
“Oh,” Jenny says bluntly. 
Nate nods, his normally open expression cautious. 
Jenny sits back, thinking it over.  When Nate asks a serious question, she knows it comes after a long time of thought, always seeking an honest answer, so she tries to give him the same level of consideration. 
She’s not a believer in forever like her brother is. She’s so like their dad in so many ways, but in this one, she is her mother’s child. 
“I don’t think I’m ready for that. Maybe later. Way, way later, but not now.”
Nate nods, understanding. “I don’t think I am either.”
She lets out a breath.  
“So…” he trails off, “glad we’re on the same page?” 
She laughs. “Yeah. Yeah we are.”
She may not believe in forever, but if she had to draw it, it would look a lot like Nate. 
“And, who knows, maybe we can revisit this conversation at a later time, like…when we’re forty.” 
Nate grins, and presses a kiss to the back of her hand. “Sounds good to me.”
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chellesdump · 6 months
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Fireflies - ChaeNnie
"Rosie and Jennie had an outing to the museum, there was a special tour for kids and they went to it. Rosie was ecstatic about it and was running all around watching everything, also trying to participate in all the activities. Something that made the day even more special was that the guide called her Princess, Mama bought her a new night light and a new plush friend."
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tags ─ little rosie, mama jennie, museum trip, princess, rosie loves when people call her princess, also she loves being her mama's angel, when she goes out and there are interactive things she loves doing them
notes ─ This is for the Pet names & Nightlight prompt, enjoy :D
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Going to a kids' exposition hosted by the museum hadn't been what Jennie had planned for the day. Nevertheless, here she was tailing a 1.68-meter-tall toddler running all around the exhibition hall trying to look at everything that was displayed.
Rosie had come to Jennie early in the morning telling her all about this amazing place she had seen while scrolling through Instagram, after telling the toddler off for getting into social media she proceeded to look into what Rosie had seen. 
After spending a couple of minutes analyzing the post she found that it was an interactive exhibition hosted by the Seodaemun Museum of Natural History, aimed at kids from toddler age to early teens, of course, all the family members could enter but the activities were more on the mild side so the little ones could interact better with it.
Before agreeing to take her, Jennie made a quick call to the activities coordinator and asked if Rosie could enter, just like she had already read they told her that persons of all ages were welcome. Of course, Jennie knew this but she wanted to know if Littles could participate in the activities with the guide, she let the coordinator know this and was told that she indeed could but it was a special scheduled time.
Jen was a little upset thinking that they were segregating their community, but she was quickly told that wasn't the case and that it was just so that all the kids would have a better experience based on their age. They said the Littles were welcome at any time but that the time they had told her was an all-regressors guided tour since some activities got props and crafts that could be worn, and they needed to be bigger for the Littles.
Happy with the explanation she told Rosie that they were going to the museum that afternoon, with that exciting news Rosie went to her room to plan what she was wearing for their outing, and she settled on a brown tee and white flowery dress set that was gifted to her by Mama's eomma.
Jennie also got dressed before preparing Rosie's backpack for her outing, packing some Pull-Ups in case they were needed, some juice boxes, bags of snacks, a couple of empty sippy cups, a change of clothes, a package of wet wipes, a bib since Rosie eats very messily, and a pacifier with its clip inside a plastic bag to keep it clean.
When both were ready she called the toddler over, to help her get into her shoes, on their way out she grabbed sweaters for both of them in case the day got more chilly, once at the car she buckled Rosie into her car seat and put on some music to keep the mood on their trip. Not even 10 minutes into the car ride Rosie fell asleep, letting out soft snores that made Jen chuckle at the cuteness, it took another 30 minutes to reach their destination.
Parking the car Jennie made her way to unbuckle the toddler, shaking her gently to wake her up, "Cheonsa it's time to wake up. We've arrived at the museum" quietly said the elder quietly to not scare the toddler. Stretching to get rid of the sleep Rosie got out of the car and took Mama's hand, the sleep didn't fully go away until she saw the guide that was giving all the kids a cardboard crown.
Tugging at her Mama’s hand to get her attention, "Mama! Mama! Look the crowns, me wanna one. Can we get one p'ease!" Rosie yelled showing her puppy eyes, giggling at the cuteness Jennie gave her permission to go ask for one once they have their wristbands on.
Once she was given the green light, Rosie ran towards the guide and stood in front of all the children waiting to be noticed, she stood there gathering the confidence to ask for the crown, when she heard "Omo!! Gongjunim, would you like a crown?" asked the guide and helped her put on her crown, when she had the crown on the guide told her "You're neomu yeppeuda!".
Soon the tour started, it was Rosie and about 12 more kids with their caregivers, the guide at all times directed their explanations to the kids letting them participate as much as possible. 20 minutes into the tour they arrived at an interactive pavilion, all the kids were excited at being able to touch everything that was surrounding them and Rosie was between them running all around trying to watch and touch everything.
That’s how Jennie found herself running behind the toddler, yelling after her to get her to stay in the elder’s range of vision, “Rosie lamb! Please don’t run, Mama needs to see you at all times!!”, but it seemed that Rosie wasn't paying attention to anything other than getting in on the fun with the rest of the kids.
“They seemed hypnotized, my snookums could never" exclaimed one of the other caregivers, which kid was the most crazy one, Jennie couldn't say the same, she knew her kid was wild everyday, some caregivers agreed with her. The kids finally stopped when the guide called for them, and that's how the rest of the tour proceeded going to the normal exhibition and finishing at the exterior pavilion where they made different crafts, one of them butterfly wings.
Of course the exit was through the gift shop, as soon as they stepped into it Rosie went wild browsing through all the shelves, the toddler was kin on getting everything that she set eyes on. "Nabi, we can't get everything. You can get only one thing, ok?" said Jennie getting next to the little girl.
"Mama! Mama! Can me get this!? P'ease!!" asked the toddler girl holding a nightlight, Jennie said yes and let her get another thing from the store, Rosie choose a otter plush and went to the counter to pay for the things.
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By the time they arrived home Rosie had fallen asleep, “Cheonsa, we’ve arrived let's get you inside and ready for bed" mentioned Jennie leading the toddler girl inside the house, she gave the girl a quick bath and dressed her into pajamas.
Jennie tucked Rosie in and turned off the lights ready to let the girl rest when she heard her tiny voice, "Mama, night light, please" the toddler asked for. Jennie went back into the room and opened the box where the night light was, it was shaped like a jar with fireflies inside it.
Once the light was on, Jennie placed it next to the bed and finally left the room, not before planting a kiss on the toddler's forehead and whispering "Sweet dreams nae byeol-ah".
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libraryofzeglyth · 8 months
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"And my mama was a savage, got that shit from Tina"
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Character profile
► basics;
Full Name: Lisbeth "Libby" Fairfax Birthday: February 16th 1960 Pronouns: she/her Sexual Orientation: Straight Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Blood Status: muggleborn Nationality: English Personality type: ENFJ
► magical info;
Wand: Laurel wood with a dragon heartstring core, 11 ¾ and rigid flexibility Patronus: Swan
Patronus Memory: Her first kiss with August Mcnair Boggart: August dying Specialized/Favourite Spells: episkey
► background;
Place of Birth: London Home: Clifford's house first and then Brierwell house Pre-Hogwarts: Libby was born into a wealthy muggle family who had grown out of their magical roots before she surprised everyone by being a witch. Her family was very old fashioned  and ashamed of her true nature. They didn’t want her to attend Hogwarts but she insisted and got her way in the end.
► physical; Faceclaim: Madelyn Cline, (Abbie Cornish older) Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: blond, brunette when she was hiding during war Height: 1.67 m (5 Feet 6 Inches)
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► Story:
Libby was always popular in school being  brave and outgoing person. At some point she befriended August Macnair against all the odds but they hid their relationship from everyone. She was good at school and had high aspiration of be coming a healer.  When the war started she ended her relationship with August and worked as a private healer after she had to leave her studies because of her background. She fought against Voldemort and  lost many friends and most of her loved ones. After the war she married a muggleman and  started a life away from magic. She grew bitter and didn’t want anything to do with magic anymore. When her daughter turned out to be a witch she hid her own past from her making Jenny believe she was a muggle born.
► relatives; Father: Philip Clifford Libby's father was from the long living Clifford clan and possessed a fair a mount of money. He was the owner of a high paying insurance company and all he wished from her daughter was that she'd marry well.
Mother: Sharon Clifford Sharon was from a less wealthy family that held ties to magic from a long ago. She was spoiled and vain and didn't understand her daughter. She loved her son more and saw a bright future for him. She kept quiet of her own more poor background.
Brother: Lucas Clifford Lucas and Libby never got along. He was the heir of the family and he saw Libby as a lesser being and never mentioned her magic to anyone. It was only later when Libby married Edmund Fairfax that the two could be in the same place again and understand one another.
► Children:
Son: Daniel Fairfax
Libby's favorite child and the family heir. He's a politician and engaged to a woman called Julia who also comes from a wealthy family.
Son: Harvey Fairfax Harvey is a free spirit. A photographer who travels a lot. Edmund and Libby don't like his life choices.
Son: Kenneth Fairfax
Kenneth is studying to be a doctor. He seeks for his parents attention the most and tries to live up to their expectations.
Daughter: Jenny  Fairfax Libby and Jenny were never close with each other. After the family learned that Jenny was a witch, Libby’s impact on her life grew stronger and she became very controlling. Libby doesn’t want Jenny to be part of the magical because of her bad memories. She hates the fact that her daughter is interested in staying involved with the wizarding world.
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► relationships;
Allegiances: Fairfax family, The order of phoenix
Love Interests:
August Macnair  @gaygryffindorgal​
August and Libby met in school and became secret friends then turned lovers. They hid their relationship from everyone because of their different backgrounds and friend groups. Libby hoped to marry August one day and starting a family away from both of their families. August became a death eater to Libby's great disappointment and she could never forgive him. How ever when he died it broke Libby and she was never the same.
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Edmund Fairfax Libby returned home after the war and married a muggleman her parents had assigned to her. She never learned to love him but it gave her a reason to hide the fact that she was a witch and distance herself from magic. Edmund never found out the truth about her.
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Enemies: Voldemort, Death eaters, Macnair family in particular
► misc;
Hobbies & Extracurriculars: Quidditch team she's a beater,  dancing and reading Favourite Subject: Herbology
Professions: - Studied to become a healer and during a war it was her role during -  After war a muggle house wife.
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literalsunshin · 7 days
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I will literally never be good enough for her
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