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junowritings · 4 months
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A lovely anon sent in a request for the masquerade event so ofc I went and binged the whole thing over a couple of days for it lmao
Still working on getting that written out but while the brainrot's still fresh I wanted to give my gal Mora an event design bc what's not to love about fancy hats and capes?
Also some extra sketches bc Malleus' outfit for the event was so damn pretty and Rollo's hat was fun to draw sdfg Had to draw Mal from memory so don't look too hard.
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ace--of--swords · 23 days
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Alkonist
My child Juno w painting study. Mayybe i finish one day. But now i am busy with other stuff.
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murrao2 · 1 month
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MURRAO'S MARIO'S MADNESS MODELS MARCH: DAY 19
I don't know enough about the Mario Party DS Anti-Piracy series to make a good joke so I'm just gonna point and say "HOLY SHIT JUNO SONGS REAL???" and hope people find it funny.
DJ Hallyboo - The Host -
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Please reblog these posts if you like them, as that will get more people to see them!
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an-albino-pinetree · 1 month
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Cw very perceivable tarantula!
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Update: She turned around
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roddyjo · 1 year
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Juno
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whumpdoyoumean · 7 months
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Whumptober #5
xxx you better pray i don’t get up this time around
“The window,” Nureyev says, veering left. 
“The window?” Juno repeats, not sure at all that he likes this plan. Very certain, in fact, that he does not. 
“The window!” Nureyev fires two shots at the glass, shattering it. “Bend your knees, Juno. Tuck and roll. Remember your training!” And then he disappears.
“What training!” Juno shouts, and then he’s falling, and flailing, and the ground is rushing toward him fasttoofast and he does as Peter says and bends his knees before he hits the ground and maybe he didn’t do it right because there’s the sound of something going snap and his vision goes white and for a moment all he can do is scream. And then he looks at his leg and he screams again.
xxx 
Nureyev is about to make an attempt at picking himself up off the ground when he hears a sickening crack, followed by a pair of screams from Juno that makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up and his heart clench. He’s never heard his partner make a sound like that, not once. 
Not even in the tomb.
His pulse is racing as he scrambles to his feet and turns around. “Juno?” He closes the gap between himself and his partner in mere steps. He sees Juno’s face first, twisted in agony, eyes squeezed tightly shut. He sees Juno’s leg next, and has to turn away as his stomach does a backflip.
“My god.” He forces himself to take two deep breaths, regaining a bit of composure before he turns back to Juno and moves to his side, kneeling in the grass and not caring at all as the damp stuff presses into his bare knees. “Oh, Juno, my god,” he repeats under his breath, still not as composed as he’d like to be. “My-”
“-god,” Juno gasps, managing to look annoyed despite his obvious agony. “Yeah. Got it. It’s-it’s bad.”
“I think that may be a bit of an understatement, darling.” He tries to inject some humor into his voice and does a poor job of it as he grips Juno’s hand in his own.
He must have landed wrong. Very wrong, given that his bone, all jagged red and hints of white, is protruding from his shin. It’s bloody and it’s horrific and Nureyev honestly feels like vomiting, but that’s simply not an option. Instead he takes two deep breaths and pulls out his comm puts a finger to his ear as Juno lays whimpering and groaning and gasping beside him.
“Buddy, where are you now?” he says as soon as the comm crackles to life. 
The fear in his voice, the desperation, must be obvious because there’s a tinge of worry when she responds, “You okay, Pete?”
“We’ve got, um...a bit of a situation, here I’m afraid. Juno’s injured. His leg is broken.”
 “How did he manage that?”
It’s all my fault, he thinks, the thought making his chest go tight. Deep breath. “Can you get in closer, Buddy?” 
“...No. No, I’m sorry, Ransom. The anti-aircraft cannons would have us out of the sky before we landed. You’ll have to make your way to us. Is it bad?”
Nureyev almost laughs at the absurdity of the question, almost, except that Juno is in agony. The man’s hand goes limp in Nureyev’s at that moment, his pained noises quieting. Nureyev is concerned but not surprised to see that Juno has slipped out of consciousness. “Yes. It’s...It’s bad. What about Rita? Couldn’t she hack into them?”
“The computer’s on the fritz, dear, remember? There’s parts that need replacing.”
Nureyev lets out a string of curses under his breath. How could he have forgotten? 
“It’s just a little over a mile, Ransom. Do you think you can get him out?”
“I…” Nureyev shifts his gaze from Juno’s face to his leg and swallows back a bit of bile. “I’m looking at his bone, it’s…out in the open. I’m afraid to move him.”
“Vespa can talk you through stabilizing the injury. Or we can come to you on foot, but--”
“But it’ll take twice as long to get him back to the ship,” Nureyev finishes, heart sinking. “They’ll be coming for us. We don’t have that kind of time.” He closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh. “Tell me what to do.”
xxx 
Juno wakes up screaming. 
“I know, Juno, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. We’re almost there, darling. Just hold on for me. A little longer.” 
Nureyev is carrying Juno on his back, doing his absolute damndest to keep from jostling the man’s injured leg. But even with the improvised splint, Juno is still getting bumped around with every step.
“Ju-ju-stop! Stop, please! Please.” He breaks down into loud sobs. “Please. Fuck! Please, Nureyev, please.”
Nureyev finds himself biting back tears at the sound of his partner’s begging. 
“I can’t do that, darling. I’m so sorry. We must get you back to the ship so Vespa can do her work.”
Juno groans. “I hate you,” he mumbles.
He knows it’s the blood loss and the pain talking, but the words still send a shard of ice through Nureyev’s heart. He makes it a few more steps, and a few more shards puncture his ventricles, because he’s about to have to do something that he really doesn’t want to do.
Juno is slipping in his arms. 
“My love?” he says. 
Juno only grunts in reply.
“Darling, you’re going to want to brace yourself. I’m...I’m losing my grip on you and I’m afraid--I’m afraid I’m going to need to give you a boost.”
“Don’t.” The word comes out desperate and so very raw. “Nureyev, don’t!”
“Are you ready?”
“Don’t! Please, Peter please don’t do this please--”
Nureyev adjusts his hold on Juno, who barely manages to scream before going limp against Nureyev’s back. Nureyev steps a little faster, pushing himself to hurry, even just a little. His arms, especially his shoulders, are aching and his heart is hammering, his lungs burning, and he’s drenched in sweat. But it doesn’t matter because it’s Juno, stubborn, beautiful, infuriating, magnificent Juno, and Nureyev is going to fix this.
xxx 
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kingsoverjacks · 9 months
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Juno Temple, Keeley from Ted Lasso
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brainrot-stitch · 2 months
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@derpymuffinz DO NOT HAVE SEX WITH MY DEMONS PLS AND TY fire emoji
(Btw gang we r friends we r silly this is /nm /hj but my demons r NOT fuckable and the one drawn here probably doesn't even have legs idk where bro comes from)
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ashtrayfloors · 10 months
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They fade, memories, even good ones, the ones we want. I’d practise my favourites, learned as if by rote. But no matter, you end up with memories of memories: you get tar from coal, not diamonds. I sat outside of things. Time, quick as a drumroll, flew past. Then I was sixteen. Then I was seventeen.
—Karl Geary, from Juno Loves Legs (Catapult, 2023)
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canary-song · 1 month
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"I'm not going to finish/render this piece"
Lies
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sky-fire-forever · 5 months
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There's something about a character who believes themselves to be unlovable but who fights to love and be loved anyway. A character who thinks they don't deserve gentle touches or soft looks, but accepts them instead of turning away from them. A character who lets love in despite finding themself unworthy
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autistic-sidestep · 5 months
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sidestep autism moment #9432058
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pyrocephalus-rubinus · 7 months
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Drop by drop
There was this very specific dance that schools at Oldtown tried to convince kids to do each Dome anniversary. Nevermind that our dome was barely holding on. Nevermind that most kids never listened to teachers, more interested in the beer that was waiting for them after classes. Ben taught it to me once though. I lost a stupid bet that I can’t remember and that’s how I ended up trying to learn the steps to the laughter of the other kids in the dancing class. Clap. Step. Drag one leg. Turn. Clap. Step. Drag one leg. Turn.
Weird how the body remembers this stuff.
Right now I’m trying not to clap, as I drag my left trying to keep up with Nureyev’s pace. His right arm is clasped around me, holding me up. 
“Now turn,” says Nureyev, his voice hoarse with exhaustion. 
I’m trying not to laugh. Clap. Step. Drag one leg. Turn.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll try”.
We somehow make it through the aisle and find an empty room. Nureyev starts piling every piece of furniture in the room against the door as soon as we are inside. I slide my back down one wall and collapse on the floor. 
Never been a fan of blood. Or of a lot of blood. So I avoid looking at the slaughter-fest of my right leg. I stare at Nureyev instead, still frantically pushing chairs against the door. He has a far away look in his eyes, and his fingers keep trembling. When he runs out of chairs, he turns to look at me.
And he looks… angry. Angrier than he was ten minutes ago. I can still hear his words echoing in the building. 
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daydreamertrait · 1 year
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snow day❄️
i think juno and clover had more fun than the kids did lol
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treewithabark · 1 year
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With rain forecasted for another few days (at least) and me getting sick of scrubbing her down from head to toe after walks, we hit up a local pet shop to play dress up!
The lovely worker helped us find a raincoat that Juniper could tolerate (she’s really fussy and quite nervous about wearing new things) and although it is a little short on the body, it somewhat matches her harness, is nice and light, comes with a removable fleece, and it goes on really easily which is helpful for Juno!
Even better, they gave it to me for a fiver. Bargain!
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bigender2 · 1 year
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ohhhh scourge from warrior cats. he was my favorite guy for ever ok. i remember renting out the comic book of his backstory sooo many times at the library
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