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I did it I made a Snicket blog. I need a promo but mostly done.
So yes I'm making a secondary little account for the wonderful Lemony Snicket, if you have FC suggestions I'll take them. Preferably someone with glasses, Jude Law is my choice at the moment, he's the obvious choice I was just thinking perhaps someone a bit more quirky if they exist.
Online. If anyone wants Miranda she's here. I'm also working on a secondary blog since this one is kind of for specific people and things. I'm actually going to make a Lemony Snicket blog....if anyone has FC suggestions with men that wear glasses I'll gladly take them. Jude Law is of course the first choice but he's the cliche choice I'm looking for anyone else who would fit.
Allona was busy setting up for a tea party with her stuffed animals when she heard the knock at her door before a woman stepped inside. She frowned and adjusted her tiara before cautiously stepping closer. “Wes? Who awr wou? Papa no like when stwangers come in da Tawdis,” she whispered.
She wore a polite and warming smile as she stepped carefully inside the young girl's room admiring her many belongings. "Don't worry, he invited me in." She assured. "You see, your father, Jack. I'm his mother. Which I've heard makes me your grandmother." Miranda informed with a light laugh.
”Oh yes… yes. Oh the pleasure is all mine, ma’am. I’m so glad his family is back together again.” He spoke as he smiled politely. ” You can stay as long as you like, it really is great to meet you.”
"You're very polite, just as she said. After all putting everyone up in this box of yours, that's so kind of you, you definitely are the sort of person I'd want my child with." She confessed as she admired the console of the TARDIS. "So why the Doctor many must find it unusual?"
"You must be the Doctor, my..... daughter has told me so much about you. It is a pleasure to finally meet you, and don't worry I won't invade this...incredible box long, I promise."
Getting use to the TARDIS was not a simple task, she ended up going in circles several times before finding the room she desired. She definitely preferred the solid ground to the flying phone box. Knocking gently on the door she stepped inside, "Allona?"
"I'm sorry, am I interrupting?"
There is a very high chance I'll break tags but um if anyone wants to do a thing I'd love to plot, or write a mini starter of some kind.
"These doors are old." The boy spoke, swiping his brown hair out of his face. "In my defense I did knock."
Giving a gentle chuckle she nodded her head. "Well what can I do for you, son? Do you need something?"
I'm here. Kind of in and out between homework and tumblr and I have a dinner date with my grandpa once a week it's kind of our deal but I'll be here before and after.
Attempting to find a male faceclaim is proving as difficult as the young faceclaim. damn it.
Jamie could tell that her Mother was a little confused as to her gender and everything, which was understandable given that she was normally a man. “You are a grandmother, yes…about to be a grandmother of two children,” she whispered. A small blush fell to Jamie’s cheeks, knowing that in the past, conversations of her sexuality hadn’t always gone well. It had led to bruises left behind by her Father, and tears from her Mother but at the very least she had managed to get her Mother’s love back. “I know it’s confusing but I only look like this because at four months it’s easier for the baby to grow when I’m like this,” she murmured. “Frankly I don’t understand it either,” she mused.
She sipped her tea, a slow breath leaving her lips. “He’s very kind and loves me very much Mum,” she murmured. “He always listens to me and he’s amazing with our daughter. —He’s just everything I ever wanted and so much more than I deserve,” she added. “But enough about me…what happened to you Momma? I came looking for everyone after a while but no one was here anymore.”
”How are you alive?”
It was almost an idea if insanity to think she was a grandmother now and that her boys had found loved ones and were married or engaged to be married. That was of course the idea for every mother that her family find their own families and make that family grow much larger and she would be gifted with grandchild she could spoil, and it seemed despite sexuality her son had given her all that and found happiness. How could she be sad about that? There was a warmth in her smile as she held her tea cup with both hands and continued to admire her beautiful child. "I'm glad to hear it, because no person should be ignored or unloved in their marriage, and I'm glad he's good with your daughter." She added in. She could not say the same for her husband, he had been a different man in their youth, but time changed him and she supposed it changed many people but in his case it hadn't always been for the better. "Oh well....after the attack, you found me. You took off as you weren't meant to and joined the Time Agency. Not so long after that there was another hit, I wasn't so lucky to escape and they took me. Anyone who survived that wave no doubt left not wanting to experience a third." She confessed. "I escaped not too long after, months after, and I began to search for you."
"I'm alive because I willed myself to be. I had children to find and care for."
"And what brings you by?"
"I'm not sure how that's any of your concern."
Jamie couldn’t stop the small smile on her face as she got together a tea set, peach in her Mother’s cup and peppermint in her own just like it always had been in the past. “The tea will be ready in a few moments,” she murmured as she took a seat next to her Mother and let out a breath. “I suppose I should catch you up on my life…it’s been ever so long,” she whispered. Jamie crossed one leg over the other and rested her hands upon her stomach where her new child was growing. As the kettle began to whistle, Jamie pulled the water off of the stove and poured it into their cups, bringing them over with sugar and milk.
”I’ve been married for about six years now to an incredible man, and we have a daughter. Her name is Allona Rose…and you may have noticed we have one on the way, a boy this time.” She smiled and added milk and sugar to her tea before lifting her cup to her mouth, sipping from it. “He’s a Time Lord…I suppose we’d call him an alien but he looks just like us and travels in a TARDIS. It’s that blue box parked just out in the backyard there,” she whispered. “It’s our home. But my husband surprised me and bought this house after having it restored for me.”
”It’s a lot to take in…I’m sorry.”
Sitting herself down with ease her fingers carefully crossed together on the table and her ankles hooked by the ground to keep her legs together. Miranda's focus was upon her daughter now as she hoped to learn a few things about the life her daughter had been living, or son rather. As it appeared her appearance had been altered to support a child which was understandable, although it was a bit confusing itself. She shook that from her own mind and as the tea was placed in front of her she gently dragged it close and put a little milk into the beverage. She brought the cup to her lips, sipped and let out a soft hum of pleasure. It was just as she remembered and it was exactly what she had come here for. She sat quietly listening to her daughter tell her of the life she had been living, the pregnancy and the child she already had. "I'm a grandmother?" She gave a soft chuckle at this surprised by the notion but none the less pleased about the idea. She supposed that had always been the scariest part of a child who could love anyone, would there be children? "It is a lot I'll admit. It's quite a lot to wrap one's head around." She spoke as she thought about it and then took in a breath before she looked up towards her daughter once more. "He's kind to you?" She asked. "Loves you?" She added in. That was the most important thing.
"He listens to you, and respects you?"