#Juniper Jumper

[indigopoptart]

Wanted to do some OC valentines cards for todays wondrous occasion :3

I hope you enjoy :3

[nightly-ruse]

AAHAHAHAFAHA JACKRABBIT IS DEADDDDDD NOOOOOOOO NOT MY BOY

[requiesticat]

Mini pet update

I got two regal jumping spiderlings for my birthday. Will post pictures

[rebouks]

Robin’s first day at school after the winter holidays was just like any other; painful, overwhelming, and slightly boring.

There was a myriad of reasons he didn’t want to be here, but Oscar and Courtney were adamant it was somehow important-.. and mandatory, so Robin didn’t have a choice. They’d become immune to his avoidant shenanigans over time too, no longer were they so easily fooled, even when he’d made himself sick on purpose.

 He’d given up eventually, the worried glances they’d exchange each morning proving to be as tiresome as school itself. Pretending to be fine was better than being shipped off to some snooty shrink again; one who wouldn’t believe him anyway, who couldn’t even imagine the nonsense he was subject to on a daily basis, despite their fancy certificates hanging behind their fancy desks.

Robin was completely mute whilst at school, save for the odd whisper to Jude or sometimes Jacob, if necessary-.. but never Juniper. She was too condescending with her concern and far too obvious. He wanted to fade into obscurity, not be thrust into the limelight by an overzealous cousin trying to do the “right” thing by speaking on his behalf.

He’d resorted to telling her off in the end, her lip quivering as he explained how she was only making things worse. Robin wasn’t sure what had surprised her more, the fact that he was so vehemently opposed to being defended, or that he’d spoken to her at all. She’d acquiesced though, so that was something.

The only person he spoke to properly was nurse Wiles, or Silvia, as she insisted at this point. The cacophony of voices and Robin’s general disdain for being trapped in this hellish building for six hours a day usually resulted in a pounding headache and a disgusting, dissolvable aspirin; he was her most frequent visitor, discounting the child that was practically allergic to everything in sight.

He kept to himself as much as he could, scrawling out enough work to avoid being pulled up and listening to music wherever he could. He had a solid collection of tiny I-pod shuffles and headphones by now, enough to rotate between classes as they inevitably wound up being seized by exasperated adults.

His favourite deception were the decoy headphones, their obnoxious size drawing immediate attention and victorious confiscation. He’d huff and hand them over in defeat, only to thread a smaller more inconspicuous pair beneath his shirt and tuck them under his thick, curly mop as soon as their backs were turned; they were none the wiser, content with their perceived punishment. Robin thought teachers were supposed to be smart…

Though Robin’s long tangle of curls were useful in some ways, they also drew their fair share of unwanted attention. As if being provoked, shoved, tripped, and called “Mutey” wasn’t enough, he was often referred to as a girl, particularly by the other boys.

He wasn’t entirely sure why it was so hilarious, or why it never got old, especially since it was painfully obvious by now that he didn’t give a shit. He was used to being the proverbial punching bag. Being as different as he was obviously made him an easy target, almost as though he had a bullseye permanently woven into the fabric of his jumper.

He’d surmised that they had their reasons for picking on him though; some had parents who were just as cruel, some had none at all, some were desperate to fit in, and some were just too stupid to know any better.

Either way, Robin had decided a long time ago that he’d rather they mithered him with their so-called bullying than risk upsetting some poor schmuck who wasn’t privy to the concealed insecurities that diluted their venomous words and wicked laughter.

Most of Robin’s classes were raucous, yet dull. He could barely hear himself think over the combined clamour of diligent workers and class clowns, and since he could usually glean the answers to any questions from his classmates or the teachers themselves, he never saw much point in trying.

He knew it probably wasn’t great to miss out on the “working out” part of the work, but it was too hard to concentrate even if he’d wanted to. Oscar always helped him with his homework after dinner anyway, so a least he wasn’t going to end up completely lacking in the brain cell department-.. hopefully.

Swimming lessons and PE weren’t so bad, but art was his favourite class of all. Most people got too caught up in what they were doing to daydream noisily or obsess over potentially incorrect answers. There was no right or wrong when it came to creation, and Robin was actually good at drawing, painting, or whatever else his sticky fingers fancied throwing together.

His art teacher even let him wear his headphones during class too, so he’d get to sit at the back of the room in a blissful cocoon of loud music and pencil shavings, wishing every period were this laid back.

All in all, school was utter shite; and at the end of each terrible day when the bell finally rang, Robin was beyond glad that it was over.

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[usernoneexistent]

At the Christmas Office Party

It's the how I met your mother version for Jacob and Juniper's parents.

Warnings: Alcohol and not office appropriate behaviour

A loud pop echoed through the office, followed by the workers' cheers in the International Co-operation department. Tinsel lined the office walls while some witches charmed the Christmas tree with glittering bobbles that turned on their own. This would be Julia Moss' fourth Christmas office party since starting working there before spending Christmas day with her father and her sweetheart, Thomas O'Brien.

Usually not a drinker, Julia sipped on a glass of champagne. It was the few occasions she allowed herself to drink something. The glass almost slipped out of her hand when someone bumped into her.

"Sorry," The wizard behind her said. There was a slight Arabic accent. Julia turned and recognised him, Jalil Hasni. The first Algerian representative in the British Ministry. He was handsome, with his dark skin smooth and silky to admire. He looked down at her wine-red jumper; some champagne managed to cause a dark stain. She noticed it, too.

"Don't worry about it. I can clean it." Julia laughed it off. However, the wizard refused to move past the incident.

"No, here, I can clean it if you allow me?" He offered. The stain was gone with a click of his fingers and some sparks. African wizards were indeed in another league, Julia wondered. They never used wands.

"Well, look at that. Just like magic, ta." Julia shyly grinned. Jalil squinted at her slightly, unable to make out her accent. Her voice was rough compared to her round face and softer features.

"You're welcome." He politely said. Instead of leaving, he stayed with her. His dark stare lingered, looking at every curve. "I've seen you around often."

"It's the hair, isn't it? "Julia pointed towards her styled blue hair.

"Perhaps. "Jalil gave a slight smirk. "I haven't properly introduced myself. My name is Jalil Hasni, and your name is?"

"I'm Julia Moss. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Likewise."

The two continued chatting as Julia sipped on more champagne. She wondered if the bubbles made her mind fuzzy as she was drawn to his quiet confidence, leaning closer. They spoke in an odd mix of English and French, laughing loudly and spending most of the party enjoying each others' company. Jalil didn't even mind when they made out under the mistletoe as she explained to him the European tradition. It was a harmless kiss that she was sure her lover, Thomas, back home, didn't need to know about. Just a Hogwarts sweetheart who was all that Julia had. She didn't have many friends, if any, only a few work colleagues that she was friendly with.

The night ended with her sitting on his lap. The champagne confidence was convincing her to not care about any office rumours when she would come back to work. Jalil was sweet, unlike Thomas, who was recent not paying much attention to her. He hadn't even sipped a single drop of alcohol to show her such tender kindness and truly listened to her. Why not have more for the rest of the night before coming home?

[rhymingslangsblog]

I love my groove

I repeat

Relax breathe contradict

Cool confident

It's alright

Arrogant

I strive for better

Unrelenting walking

In sweater weather

Bring out the matching Xmas jumpers

Juniper in your gin and incense

Take a jab at me

An Instagram pic for aesthetic

I'll post my tree

Jiving into Christmas baileys

Wrapping presents early

Loving me ain't easy

The devil on my neck

Diving into my sub conscious

I'm sorry!

I say a lot

I'm so fucking sorry!

Too many I'm sorries

But no regrets

Every tear wept

Sorrow leads to this point of elation

Christmas

With my angel

My daughter

Plenty of love

Time on my side

Repentence

Waves of the tide

Wash over me

How my wild side died

Take a a walk with me

Ain't nobody's lover

I'm a mother

First, foremost and forever more

Planning memories

An laughing in giggling hysteria

With love ❤️

[miakate-writes]

Juniper Sloan

"Juniper had always been that boy in the back of the class with the bright eyes and beautiful smile that could make even the coldest day warm again. He looked at life like a challenge, like a bucket list of things he could say he had done. He covered himself in oversized jumpers and random notes on paper and countless pairs of high-tops. Juniper did everything with no care in the world, so much so that sometimes Maeve found herself wondering if his brain was formed the same as hers. Did he have one less part of his brain? The part that conducted all of Maeve’s overthinking, did he not have that?"

[humblegoat]

Juni - ✨ 🥊 🧊 🍎 🍀

@stir-fried-kilometers The Bunny Returns

✨- How did you come up with the OC���s name? Actually it was our mutual friend, Cat! Who, when I said I wanted to play a harengon monk, asked me to please name them Juniper because 'juniper' sounds like 'jumper' and also is a cute name for a bunny (they are correct)

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do? She loves to KICK HER ENEMIES. Growing up she really enjoyed martial arts lessons with family friend Mika, because it gave her a sense of control over her body and self, and that's still something she likes about combat. She HATES to go to new places on her own, because she feels very small and vulnerable. Especially if it's a wide open space, because it makes her feel like she can't guard herself from every side at once.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Not precisely, but not too far off! The very first design I did for the character who would become Juni, before I'd put the pieces together of them being Percy and Revikah's kid, I had a sketchbook page of straight harengon doodles; the tiefling elements leaning into the jackalope look came in the second draft.

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like? In short? Positive. But there's some complications there around idolization of parental figures unintentionally leading to internalized expectations of greatness, etc etc etc. But Percy and Revikah love their children very much and overall are great parents. Unfortunately, even if you don't push the idea of a legacy onto your child, sometimes they develop that complex on their own.

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC? VERY FIRST bare-bones inspiration was 'harengon are a great ancestry, their built-in abilities would be amazing with a monk'. When it came time to start planning characters for the Radiant Citadel campaign, I knew I wanted to play one of the kids of my character from the group's previous campaign, and I knew I wanted to be younger sibling, and specifically 'the runt with a complex about size and strength'. The rest fell into place in bits and pieces as we prepped for the game to start.

[indigopoptart]

Breathtaking.

finally giving Mob Juni a formal introduction! (i have not been obsessed with the mob au for over two months)

+ extras! (some are old im sorry)

This one is by @akemima ! you have no idea how many times i look back at this doodle. i love it so much.

but alas, as you can see…i am not beating the allegations

+ relationship charts! (og (and au) is credited to @/clownsuu! love ur au man!

[bedofrosesfamily]

Juniper was born at 12:15am on December 29, 2022, weighing 7 pounds 4 ounces.

We stopped at Waffle House before the scheduled induction. Fun fact: the only restaurant open at 5am in Asheville is Waffle House.

Lauren and her support team then headed to the hospital (not related to Waffle House).

Her support team also included Ref, the stress ball man.

Lauren had a positive attitude throughout the day, cracking jokes in between contractions.

Lauren thought the bed was a throne, but by this point the medication may have been kicking in.

The transitional/pushing stage lasted a grueling 4 hours.

Juniper is a cute little grunting gremlin who stole all our hearts and stitched them to her jumper. We can't wait to learn more about her.

[maiqthehonest]

BlowJob Jeans

Boys Jeans Joints

Baseball Jumper Joy

Brain Jazz Jealousy

Boys Jeans Jumpers

Bedsheet Juniper Jam

[star-jagerman]

Did either you or Jason bring a jumper or something?

Apparently Juniper didn’t change before she sprinted to the mall (on a bad ankle) and is still wearing Jason’s choice of outfit, where you can not see she’s wearing pants

Neither me or Jason are at the mall. I have my leather man’s jacket

[liberty198062-blog]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: n:PHILANTHROPY JUNIPER JUMPER SMALL NWT.

[jvnipxrs]

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

name ✧ juniper 'june' hawthorne. age ✧ twenty two. sexuality ✧ pansexual. date of birth ✧ may 9th 1996. place of birth ✧ chance harbour. species ✧ witch. gender ✧ female. pronouns ✧ she/her. current location ✧ beacon hills.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !

bad habits ☾ nail biting, staying in her comfort zone. hobbies ☾ reading, drawing, crochet, keeping to herself. fears ☾ never finding out what happened to her mother & step father, losing control. aesthetic ☾ chipped nail varnish, cozy knitted jumpers & oversized sweaters

𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 !

faceclaim ◈ grace van dien. height ◈ 5'2. hair colour ◈ ashy blonde. eye colour ◈ blue.

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 !

Born under a starlit sky in the heart of Chance Harbour, Juniper Hawthorne arrived in this world amidst an air of mystique and wonder. From her earliest days, Juniper exhibited an uncanny affinity for the natural world, a connection that would shape her destiny. Her mother was her best friend, her father never in the picture. She grew up mostly without a father figure until she reached the age of eight, when her mother fell in love with a teacher at the local school. Juniper gained a step father, who vowed to raise her as his own until tragedy struck. Their lives were cut short in a mysterious accident when Juniper was just eleven years old. The details of the accident remain shrouded in uncertainty, leaving Juniper with a sense of loss and a need for answers.

With her mother gone, and her father who knows where, Juniper moved in with her grandmother in Beacon Hills. Throughout her teenage years, Juniper's bond with nature deepened. She spent hours beneath the towering oaks, communing with woodland creatures and tending to a garden that flourished under her touch. Yet, even as she wove botanical charms and whispered to the winds, Juniper remained blissfully unaware of her latent magical abilities.

It wasn't until the eve of her 22nd birthday that signs of her true nature began to surface. Vivid dreams and inexplicable sensations tugged at her consciousness and Juniper's world started to shift. She found herself drawn to an old bookstore tucked away in a forgotten corner of town. There, she stumbled upon dusty tomes filled with incantations, rituals, and stories of magic long thought to be lost.

As she delved into these ancient texts, whispers of an untapped power called out to her, awakening something extraordinary. simultaneously exhilarated and unnerved, she sought answers from her grandmother, who, with a knowing smile, revealed the truth: Juniper was a witch, and her connection to the mystical energies of the world was far from ordinary. Her mother had been a witch, and her birth father was a warlock. Although.. her mother had never revealed who her father was, not even to her own mother. Juniper would later come to find out that her father went by the name of John Blackwell. But for right now.. she has no idea.

Now on the precipice of a new chapter, Juniper embraces her identity as a witch, guided by her grandmother's wisdom. As she unravels the intricacies of spellcasting, potion brewing, and divination, Juniper's path unfolds like the pages of an ancient grimoire.

[xtruss]

Makkah, Saudi Arabia 🇸🇦! Muslim pilgrims at the Grand Mosque. Photograph: Mohamed Abd El Ghany/Reuters

London, England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿! A detail from a jumper worn by Diana, Princess of Wales that is predicted to sell at auction for up to £70,000 at Sotheby’s in New York in September. Photograph: Sotheby’s/PA

İzmir, Turkey 🇹🇷! Storks nest on the top of a building at sunset. Photograph: Anadolu Agency/Getty Images

A giant male polar bear walks on the thin ice during late spring in Svalbard. The sea ice area on Svalbard is getting smaller and smaller each year, with the area warming seven times faster than the rest of the World

In January 2021, amid intense cold, the renowned tightrope walker Nathan Paulin successfully crossed a 200-metre long and 2.5cm wide highline at Pointe d’Areu in the Aravis range, at an altitude of 2,460 meters. This incredible achievement required the dedicated efforts of a team of six people over the course of three days to execute this world premiere

A bird’s eye view of a group of buffalo dipping in a pond to cool off on a hot sunny midday. The contrasting colours of the buffalo and their surroundings created an eye-catching earth-toned image.

A 14th-century church tower in Italy stands as a poignant reminder of the sunken village of Curon Venosta. In 1950, the entire village was submerged following the construction of a dam, resulting in the creation of the artificial basin known as Lake Resia. Today, only the church tower remains.

Filippo Ferraro, Wooden Diamonds! A burning trunk of an olive tree in the countryside near Felline, Italy. Since the beginning of this epidemic (when the plant bacterium Xylella fastidiosa began infecting olive trees), thousands of fields have been abandoned, causing a significant increase in fires, especially with the high temperatures of the summer. Photograph: Filippo Ferraro

Robin Dodd, The Edge of Existence! An ancient juniper tree in the High Atlas mountains in Morocco. The goats and nomads have taken parts of the branches and foliage for food and firewood over the years but left enough of the tree to provide for future travellers. Photograph: Robin Dodd

Ellie Davies, Chalk Streams! Crystal clear chalk streams intertwine and weave throughout the counties of Dorset and Hampshire in southern England. There are just over 200 chalk streams globally, 85% of which are found in southern England. They are a unique ecosystem supporting a high biodiversity of wild creatures. Light reflected from the surface of the nearby sea is overlaid on to these river landscapes, creating a sparkling ingress. The transposed light symbolises rising sea levels as they insidiously impose themselves on these pristine landscapes. Photograph: Ellie Davies