#( juno. )

[alexxv]

─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ áreas verdes : @cjvno

' ¿en qué clases estás? ' curiosidad genuina es difícil de contener, aún si han hablado respecto a áreas de trabajo, desconoce siquiera en que aptitudes ha resaltado. ' creo que nunca te pregunté en que habilidades destacaste durante el examen. ' lo piensa un poco más. si información existió entre ambas, no lo recuerda. paso es lento, manteniendo un ritmo constante. brazo se entrelaza al opuesto en un impulso, sin siquiera considerar recepción de compañía. ' ah, lo siento, ¿te molesta? ' espera que no, comisuras se elevan un poco al observarle.

[cadaverre]

i just told kit that next year is going to start on a monday and that’s very nice and neat and he full on said “no it would be better if it started on a sunday” and i said “why” and this bitch. this bitch has fully believed that sunday is the actual first day of the week oh my god i feel so disappointed

go bully @daydreampirate about it (nicely)

[leearen]

Nuestros personajes chocan entre sí al deambular distraídos por el jardín zen. @kwjuno; @nayerimz

"¿A dónde vas tan apurada?" cuestiona frunciendo el ceño, había rozado su hombro y nada más, pero aún así. "¿Hay una nueva revuelta y estás escapando?"

[oocslt]

Oi gente, aqui é a Juno, player da Holly, mas pra um convite diferente. Grandes gostosas do WYF, como vocês querem criar uma comunicação em ooc? preferem um blog ooc por aqui, ou um servidor no discord? porque se estiverem de acordo posso me adiantar e criar pra poupar tempo pra gente, se quiserem... Modinha, a patroa entra também?

E já aproveitando a deixa, to aberta pra plots viu? me perdoem a ausência na dash, to num bloqueio criativo que tá cruel, mas to com tudo nos rascunhos pra postar logo, to só encarando minha insegurança pra ver se fica tudo bem...

[consumare]

JUNO SUAREZ: ✐ 'if now i am wise, it is only because i have been fool enough for a hundred lifetimes,' @suarcz.

[romaahn]

Mi personaje ocupa la única mesa de la sala de estar. ¿Qué hará el tuyo? @kwjuno

' ya ocupé las aguas termales. ¿no estabas esperando tu turno? ' había ido hasta la sala de estar para descansar el resto de la noche, mientras con una toalla secaba las hebras húmedas de su nuca. ¿o es que la había confundido con alguien más? como sea, de todos modos quería la mesa para él solo.

[projectorpheus]

JUNO ⋅𖥔⋅ 27, W ⋅𖥔⋅ HACKING

trigger warnings: drugs, toxicity

You've always lived in a world of binaries. Worthy and unworthy, DNA and code. This is the logic that undergrids your formative years: that any truth can be made untruth upon the introduction of new information; that no problem is unsolvable if one only knows where to look. Your parents tell you this over dinners of wine, strategy games, and artificial pork loin. They give you a new heart when yours malfunctions. They give you the chance to carve your own path, to give input on their drafts of aboveground havens, their hands above yours as if shaping pottery, breathing life into new worlds. At night, your mighty city sprawls in a lattice of neon and smoke, steel spires stretching like trees toward an artificial sky. You've never seen the sun. Have never tasted rain on your tongue—geographic and fissured—have never stepped on an anthill and felt the burn of thousands of pincers tunneling into your skin. Perhaps this has always been the largest flaw in your bedrock: your desire for truth beyond artifice, desire that crashes like waves against reason. How you want to dive deeper and more dangerously than what's feasible, to go head to head with the impossible, to come out for once not victorious, waves cresting above your open mouth. TO FIGHT, TO DROWN, TO LOSE. You find solace in coding and discussions on encrypted online forums, discussions that draw you to the city beneath the underground city, illegal Mecha fights, dance drugs, wobbly, stinging tattoos from misfits and runaways. It's not until tens of those friends are sent aboveground that you question your parents's integrity — that you drill through 010101s of granite and dirt to find the impossible truth. You spit a cracked tooth into S Corp's face when you hack their broadcast system and reveal to the world that they send people aboveground to die. You'll bring the corporation down no matter the consequences, no matter how dangerous, no matter how much of your humanity your hatred takes and takes.

DYNAMICS

NIX  ⋅𖥔⋅ I WOULD HAVE FOUND YOU ANYWHERE. I WILL FIND YOU ANYWHERE.

They were your first friend, your best friend, a mess of bruised knuckles and bloodied teeth. You remember confessing your dreams to them high as hell on late nights, sitting side by side in back alleys and strangers's floors. Restless as you were — as you still are — you found your thoughts slowed down near them, adrenaline coursing through your veins when they went missing without trace. You tracked their whereabouts all the way to the surface, blew up S Corp's secrets in the hopes of bringing them back. They think you weak, fragile, sheltered, but you're a fighter in your own right, and you're not afraid to shatter their flawed impression.

MAINZER  ⋅𖥔⋅ THIS VERSION IS ONE AMONG MANY. THERE IS NO ORIGINAL, ONLY ENDLESS MULTIPLE TRAILS THAT POINT INTO THE PAST.

Sometimes, you want to stir up the water just to see what will happen; to tap your funny bone against a table corner just to feel that odd sensation. You fucked around with their hardware to see what your code could do, to see if you could improve it with their consent, although your trials don't always go as planned. You're pretty sure they see you as less of a help than an annoyance, but hey, it's the thought that counts, right?

KEPLER  ⋅𖥔⋅ I LOOK OUT AT THE ENDLESS DEEP OUTSIDE THE PANORAMA WINDOWS. I SEE A SUN. I BURN THE WAY A SUN BURNS.

Being around her is like being on high on a drug that could kill the both of you — fucked up and euphoric — a buzz that brings out your worst — a beautiful sketch of a tornado headed directly toward your house. You have your best ideas around each other, push each other to intellectual revelations, to new heights. But then there's always the headaches; the shouting matches; the mutual viciousness and hurt. It's not healthy, and yet, neither of you can fully recover from your intoxication with the other, the way you burn until there's nothing left to burn. The lights above your head have always been artificial. THIS ENDLESS ACHE — AT LEAST IT'S REAL.

TAKEN BY CYRA ⋅𖥔⋅ LIZETH SELENE

[amarcntha]

            *　 /　　❪　　this is a closed starter with @juncyoon . 　　❫

Desde  que  descobriu  os  sentimentos  de  Tiny  por  Lynx,  Amara  estava  triste.  Sentia-se  mal  por  não  ter  notado  nada  anteriormente  e,  acima  de  tudo,  por  não  ser  considerada  amiga  o  suficiente  para  que  pelo menos um deles compartilhassem  isso  com  ela.  Uma  parte  dela  queria  perguntar  a  Juno  há  quanto  tempo  ele  estava  ciente  da  situação,  enquanto  outra  parte  preferia  manter  a  ilusão  de  que  Tiny  não  preferia  o  rapaz.  Por  isso,  estava  cercando  o  rapaz,  mas  não  tocava  no  assunto. Dessa  vez,  Amara  encontrou  Juno  na  biblioteca.  Ela  se  aproximou  e  parou  em  frente  à  mesa  onde  ele  estava.  ❝  Posso  sentar  aqui?  Prometo  que  não  vou  fazer  barulho  ❞

[borderline-purrsonality]

Attention all mewtuals

[spacewonder19]

Planet Jupiter © Juno, Gemini North, Hubble

[buk-kakyoin]

If the two guys Darrien describes this episode really ARE alt universe Martin and Jon, it's funny how consistently Martin gets described as generally normal and kinda nervous from outsider povs meanwhile with Jon it's always like "imagine the most fucked up guy you ever saw. Just a real thousand-yard-stare type motherfucker. He's having war flashbacks in his head. Olympic levels of Wants to Go Home. He also kinda looks like a loser nerd? Oh and he probably wants to fuck orchids. Orchid fucker." Like damn, can't a guy have witnessed The Horrors™️ in peace??????

[dinolich]

If they ever let me do a Beetlejuice animated series my first order of business is casting Juno Birch

[wormzandgutz]

Hello spacerocks community

[moved2fshfish]

we sure are cute for two ugly people!

[dummy-dot-exe]

Come on in by ratatatat74@ratatatat74

[wolfythewitch]

had a sudden bout of nostalgia and drew juno steel afhkfdfdkf