#JuPeter fanfic

[pippalovestunabrick]

Post-Canon // Post-Episode s05 e27-28 Juno Steel and the Case Closed // Epilogue // Relationship Discussions // Personal Growth // Getting Back Together // Relationship Negotiation // POV Peter Nureyev // Emotional Baggage // Angst and Fluff and Smut // Reunion Sex // Junoverse | Juno Steel Universe // the Nureyev pov epilogue your heart needs // Case Closed good vibes for our thief // they talk they drink tea they giggle they fuck they give us some closure // 15,240 words // EXPLICIT rating

Summary:

There was a time he hated Hyperion City and all its memories, but it seemed oddly precious to Nureyev now. How could he hate something that was such a pivotal part of Juno Steel? He turned the corner and the block that opened up before him had changed since he saw it last, and yet was immediately recognizable. The floating billboards advertised different brands of swill, but the building he was looking for appeared more or less unchanged. His eyes trailed up the rows of windows automatically, locating the correct one, but the neon reflections hid whatever – whoever – may or may not be inside. It was later in the evening than he had planned, thanks to interplanetary time conversions and spaceport delays, and as the building loomed closer he wondered if it was too late. Too late in the evening, that is. He… he had to believe it was not too late. ~~~ The Nureyev pov nsfw feelsy epilogue you've been longing for

Notes:

I listened to Case Closed, I wept happy tears. I lived with the open ending for two days. I started writing a 'short little one shot' and six days later I had 15k words. Honestly this fic means so much to me and I didn't fully start accepting that the show was over until it was written. I hope it can give you some of the closure it gave me and a whole lot of feels.

[ephemeralgalaxies]

"oh it's great to have a community of writers so u can ask each other about different experiences!" "oh it's so nice being able to get an info dump on someone's interests that winds up helping ur writing!" "we can help support and encourage each other to keep going!" yes yes all this, love connecting with my fellow writers.

aLSO THOUGH having my allo friends help me figure out if I'm being too cringe in trying to describe a character as hot. Always forget how aroace I am until I got a character pov that is NOT and suddenly all understanding of *attraction*

[scifikimmi]

Wrote some fic in honor of the series end.

My take on an ending where they do get Slip out alive (don't worry though, its a Jupeter fic).

Its two chapters and both are posted.

[asexualsoup]

In which Peter Nureyev goes undercover at the Vixen Valley and Juno just happens to find him there. Not canon... (maybe). I’ll find out tomorrow when the finale comes out, I guess lol. 

And yes, this comic was all just an excuse to draw Nureyev as Jessica Rabbit. 

As always, click the pics for better quality. 

[ID: A five page fanfiction comic of characters from The Penumbra Podcast, in grayscale. 

Page 1: The text at the top of the page reads: “Disclaimer: Not canon (unfortunately).” The first panel shows the exterior of the Vixen Valley at night. Juno’s word bubble reads, “Come on, Vick. We both know you got the intel I need on the guy I’m looking for.” The second panel shows Vicky and Juno sitting in armchairs together inside the Vixen Valley. Vicky’s word bubble reads, “You know how this works by now, Steel. I ain’t in the habit of givin’ out anythin’ I can put a price tag on.” The third panel is a close up of profile Juno looking serious while holding a drink. His word bubble reads, “I do. Just want to make sure it’s a price tag I can afford.” The final panel shows an extreme close-up of Vicky’s grin. Her word bubbles read, “Hehehehe. I guess that depends on how badly you wanna find your ‘guy...’” 

Page 2: The first panel shows an employee of the Vixen Valley dressed in a black suit approaching Vicky, their hands behind their back. Their word bubble says, “Ms. Vicky. Your wife is on the phone for you.” A grinning Vicky responds. Her word bubble reads, “Perfect. Steel, gimme a minute. I gotta take this.” The second panel shows a frustrated Juno. His word bubble reads, “Goddamn it, Vick! You can’t just-!” He gets interrupted by another Vicky word bubble, which reads, “God, you’re such a baby.” The third panel shows Vicky and her employee walking away. Vicky grins and gestures behind her with her thumb. Her word bubbles read, “I ain’t leaving for long. Gives me time to think over our little deal. Besides, the show starts soon. And somethin’ tells me you’re gonna like it.” The final panel, which rests partially behind the third panel, shows a still angry Juno shouting to Vicky behind him. In front of Juno is a stage surrounded by tables of waiting patrons and bustling wait staff. Vicky grins mischievously in the foreground as she continues to walk away. Juno’s word bubble reads, “Vicky!” Vicky’s word bubble reads, “Don’t enjoy yourself too much, Steel.” 

Page 3: The first panel shows a close-up cartoonish version of Juno pouting (FX: “pout”). His word bubble reads, “hmph.” The second panel is the same close-up but drawn in a less cartoony style. Juno looks upward curiously as the lighting in the room changes and the show begins. The lyrics to the song Why Don’t You Do Right? by Kansas Joe McCoy and Peggy Lee begin to appear in text boxes surrounded by music notes. The third panel shows the curtains on the stage, now lit from behind by a spotlight to show off the silhouette of the hidden performer posing sensuously. In the fourth panel, Juno gapes up at the stage in interest as other patrons cheer and whistle around him (FX: “whistle” and “woo!”). The final panel shows the silhouetted performer behind the curtain doing another pose. The lyrics on this page are: “You had plenty money 1922/You let other women make a fool of you/Why don’t you do right?” 

Page 4: The song lyrics continue across this page. The first panel shows the performer sticking a long leg out from behind the curtain. The second panel shows a close up of Juno’s eyes as they widen and he blushes. The third panel shows the performer stepping out from behind the curtain and grinning, but the second panel partially covers the third, obscuring the performer’s face. We can still tell that they have round glasses, light skin, long dark hair, and long, slender fingers. In the fourth panel, we see the back of the performer’s head as they push the curtains aside. More patrons of the Vixen Valley watch with rapt attention. The fifth panel shows a close up of the performer’s high-heels as they slowly strut across the stage. The sixth panel shows a squinting Juno. His word bubble reads, “No way...” The seventh panel shows an extreme close up of the performer’s heavily lashed eye behind their glasses. The lyrics on this page are: “Like some other men do?/Get out of here/Get me some money too.” 

Page 5: The final page of the comic. The first panel takes up about three quarters of the page. It is a full view of the performer on stage, revealing him to be Peter Nureyev dressed in a Jessica-Rabbit-style dress. He poses sensuously, hand on his hip, leg stretched out, and head tilted back. The second panel shows a grinning and slightly flushed Juno with a little heart beside his head. The final panel of the comic is the moment Nureyev notices Juno is there watching him. He gasps, looking embarrassed and blushing furiously. The lyrics on this page are: “Get out of here/Get me some-.” The second line is cut off by Nureyev’s gasp (FX: “gasp”). 

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[vegatheenby]

so y'all know that feeling when it's rlly late at night and you're writing on ao3 and you're like 'okay I'm done for now its sleep time' and you CLOSE THE FUCKING BROWSER INSTEAD OF HITTING 'SAVE AS DRAFT BUT YOU'RE TOO TIRED TO REWRITE ANY OF IT SO YOU JUST GO TO BED AND CRY A LITTLE???

[dolly-is-cool]

guys i just read two of the most beautiful hurt/comfort jupeter fics and i click on one of the author’s psudes and the other thing they’ve written was PINESCEST?? PINESCEST??

[niroke]

My favorite thing is doing my best impersonation of a character in my head while reading a fic

[rose-thorns-corner]

snippet from a fic i’m working on

“Of course, Juno, although I did skip eating so I could get to on time, so perhaps we could go to a restaurant first?” Juno threw a box of cold, leftover takeout at him.

[harpie-raven]

Just realized I never posted the link to my current magnum opus fic --

"Once Upon a Time there was a Queen.

She was known throughout the farthest reaches of the land, and in the deepest trenches of the sea. To all above the waves, there was none more adored and revered than Queen Andromeda. A warrior seemingly summoned out of thin air in the realm’s greatest time of need. A savior from the very stars themselves."

Juno and his brother Benziten have heard the story of Queen Andromeda, the star's champion, and her defeat of Lord Draco's army of sirens their whole lives. Until she vanished, and took peace with her. Thankfully the legends also spoke of the key to her power, a mystical item called the Eye of Storms. What had been his legendary obsession for years comes to change his life now as an adult, when his brother is kidnapped in the name of finding the Eye by a group of pirates. Juno manages to insert himself into another pirate crew's journey for the Eye, the crew of the Carte Blanche. They're after the Eye, and if the people who took Benten are too then that's where Juno wants to be. Even if certain things make him start to also want to be there for other reasons...like a man he just can't place with a past he's dying to know.

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This fic is a WIP!! I have a lot of it planned, and I'm actively working on other parts. I aim to have 2 chapters done (and uploaded together) every 2 months :)

Playlist link in end of chapter notes for the things I vibe to while I brainstorm or write.

[pippalovestunabrick]

Nureyev and Juno have a lot to talk about in the aftermath of Thief's Honor. Just 5000 words of hurt/comfort, whump/fluff talking and maaaaybe a few kissing sounds!

BIG TIME SPOILERS FOR S5 E23!

[nerdetiquette]

The parallels in Juno and Peter’s mental state at the end of s1 and s4

Juno leaves Peter for multiple reasons one of which I believe was Juno not feeling like he deserves the happiness Peter would’ve given him.

Peter leaves Juno in the end because he doesn’t think he deserves to love when he is dedicated to his (kinda ex??) boyfriend from 20 years ago. I don’t know it it was for guilt reasons entirely, but I imagine he’s carrying that around all the time.

They’re both so weak for each other and I imagine that probably superseded Peter’s guilt for a while, kept him with Juno for that year, but it’s gotta eat away at you eventually. Juno saw the weakness and tried to suppress and destroy it until he accepted it in the end. I’m very excited for how this is going to play out in season 5

[bardass]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Penumbra Podcast Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Peter Nureyev/Juno Steel Characters: Peter Nureyev, Juno Steel, (briefly) Tags: Nureyev’s POV, takes place in season 3, right after Man in Glass, Canon Compliant, heavy monologuing, Angst, angstReyev hours, Mag mention, Unreality mention, Introspection, Nureyev is a hopeless romantic, Ficlet, character exploration, tumbling Nureyev around in the dryer on spin cycle to dry off this wet cat, mans has PTSD coming out of his ass, someone get this man some therapy, Nureyev also has ADHD I don’t make the rules, Nureyev gets ONE (1) ‘fuck’, your honor he’s in love, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary: For the Penumbra Creator Collective prompt: Turn Over a [Tarot] Card.

Peter Nureyev is the Fool at heart, all starry-eyed and dreaming of a brighter tomorrow, falling into love headfirst despite the big mean world and the many times he’s been hurt by it. Simply: Peter Nureyev is a fool for love, and he knows it all too well.

Almost forgot to post this here! After watching the liveshow I have a LOT of feelings and most of them involve themes I already wrote about in this fic ASDFGHJKL. So anyway enjoy some more Nureyev abandonment issues! <3

[scifikimmi]

Not seeing a new Wip Wednesday game main post so im just gonna post here and I'll re-post if one goes up.

But, uh, go ahead and request! I'm working on my same 3 fics. Here are some excerpts:

Jupeter s5 rangian street poker au:

“God dammit, Ruby,” Juno grunted, and the Ruby separated itself from Juno’s person to reassemble itself nearby. It was back in car form and it was very odd to see a car parked in the middle of a saloon. This odd sight didn’t seem to faze Juno who just continued to scold it. “What have I told you about sending out distress calls when no one is actually in distress?” The Ruby chirped back and Juno scoffed. “No, you missing the Big Guy does not count as you being in distress.”

Lokius post SKIN ??? S2:

“I’m just checking,” Loki demurs, smirking.

“Checking?” He asks, shivering slightly as Loki slides his fingers under Mobius’s undershirt.

“Your skin,” Loki says, like the answer is obvious. “I’m just making sure it's all still there.”

Thor plus tva bro reunion fic with bonus lokius (and also sylvie sister vibes):

Mobius motioned for Thor to pass over the Tesseract. With a sigh, Thor hesitantly put it on the desk and Casey gingerly took it. He hid it under the desk, and then he also hid under the desk.

“Very well, mortal.”

“Mobius.”

“Mobius,” Thor repeated. “Let’s have this… chat.”

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If you send me an ask about one, then I will send you back some newly written sentences!

Tag your friends! Tag yourself!

[asexualsoup]

So I don't really write fan fiction and I never planned to but here we are I guess lol 😅

**Cannot emphasize enough that this is a WIP. It's not finished lol. But if you yell at me enough I probably will finish it.**

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Remember That I Love You

Juno Steel/Peter Nureyev

Post Season 4

So far, everything had gone exactly to plan. Rita had hacked the pharmacorps’ computers and, from the safety of the Ruby 7’s driver’s seat, had set enough fires across the compound to draw most of the guards exactly where she wanted them. No matter how many times Juno watched her do this, he always found himself in awe of how easy it all was for her. Like a kid with a magnet drawing little shapes in metal sand.

Once the guards had been dispersed, it was just a matter of using their stolen map and the Ruby’s own scans to figure out exactly where they needed to go. That’s where Juno came in.

“There,” he said, pointing to a cluster of moving dots on the Ruby's screen. Taking the hint, the Ruby 7 zoomed its three-dimensional map onto a hallway at the bottom of the complex. “That’s where we’ll find him.”

“You sure, Mista Steel?” Rita asked, unconvinced. “How can you be so sure? We only get one shot at this, so you gotta be exactly right—”

“I know, Rita. You don’t need to remind me. When the fires went off, the executives left their meeting and ran down to this hallway. The Ruby’s showing them all leaving the hallway, but they’re just phasing through a wall. There are no rooms marked there on the map. The Ruby’s scan isn’t faulty, so that means—”

“A safe room!” Rita finished. Her eyes were wide behind her glasses. “That’s so cool! And there’s a buncha them, too, from the look of it. A whole row of safe rooms! How can we be sure which one is his?”

“Ruby?” Juno said with a smile. “You know what to do.”

It was over in seconds. The Ruby had scanned their target so many times, it could recognize him instantly, even from this distance. Juno didn’t fully understand it either, but he knew he could trust the Ruby to be accurate. It had helped him find Rita on that asteroid, after all.

As soon as it found him, it sang a triumphant little tune.

“Good job, Ruby,” Juno said. “Send that scan to my comms. I’m heading in. Let’s go get Nureyev out once and for all.”

* * *

Juno moved quickly through the compound, listening and reacting to Rita’s directions in his ear every step of the way. With her help, he avoided all the patrolling guards long enough to sneak into one of the server rooms she hadn’t set ablaze.

Keeping his voice low just in case, he asked her, “You sure the code you’ve put on this chip will eliminate his debt?”

"And all his accounts and bio-records, yeah, yeah," her voice chirped in his earpiece. He chuckled, imagining the way she was rolling her eyes at him. "You’ve asked me that about a hundred times, Mista Steel. It’ll work. Trust me."

“Like you said, we’ve only got one shot at this. It’s gotta be flawless.”

"We’re Aurinkos, boss. It don’t gotta be flawless to be successful."

“Yeah, well,” Juno said, feeling that old reliable flicker of nerves and self-doubt in his gut. “I’d rather have both, if I’m honest.”

With Rita’s assistance, he inserted the chip. The computers beeped and popped for a bit until Rita finally squeaked again.

"That's done it, boss. You can take the chip out now."

Juno did as she said, slipping it back into his pants pocket. "Great," he said. "Now it's just the hard part. Getting to him, taking out the guards, and then the escape." He sighed, suddenly feeling his age. "No biggie."

"It'll be fine, Mista Steel," Rita said. "Once you find him, you won't be alone in there anymore. You'll have him to help you with those last two steps. And Mista Nureyev has always been good at fighting guards and sneakin' outta places. It’ll be fine!"

"Still weird hearing you call him that. Even on private comms. But you make a good point. Once I find him…."

Juno trailed off, his mouth feeling suddenly very dry. He hadn't been this close to Nureyev in months, not since he'd smelled his cologne at Aurinko Permanent Corrections. The realization sent a torrent of butterflies through his stomach: fear, panic, and a good amount of excitement too.

Nureyev was in the building. And within minutes, he'd be in Juno's arms. Safe and sound at last and with his whole life ahead of him. The future at his nimble fingertips.

It was the same gift he'd promised to Slip Jackson all those years ago. And while Nureyev couldn't give that future to Slip in the end, Juno could make sure Nureyev got it now.

So, with a deep breath to swallow his panic down, Juno pressed on to the next phase of the plan.

* * *

Juno had taken out so many guards over the course of his career that a few localized in one closed off room should be no problem at all. And with all the tricks he’d picked up from Nureyev during their year of crime together, they wouldn’t know what hit them.

He crawled on his belly through the vents, Rita and the Ruby still guiding him around every corner, until finally he peered through a grate into the room in question.

As soon as he saw Nureyev, he felt his heart fly into his throat. He was sitting in a chair against the wall, looking like a prisoner in that tiny room with four armed guards around him.

But that wasn't what made Juno so upset. Nureyev… didn't look like himself. He was thinner than the last time they'd seen each other. Paler, too, like he hadn't seen the sun in weeks. He was still dressed to the nines and covered in makeup, but none of that could hide the new slump in his posture and the deadened look behind his eyes.

As wonderful as it was to see him again, it was frightening to see how only half a year away had changed him.

That ended here and now.

In one hand, Juno held his blaster. And in the other, he held a small pebble-like ball. Another trick he'd picked up from Nureyev.

Slipping the ball through the grate, he watched as it hit the floor and exploded into vapor, instantly surrounding the guards in a thick curtain of smoke. As the guards coughed and sputtered and shouted to each other, he kicked open the grate and dropped himself into the room.

Darting out of the range of the smoke, he planted his feet firmly in front of Nureyev.

“Juno?” came that beautiful voice from behind him, the one that made his heart flutter.

“Yeah, yeah, you can swoon into my arms later,” he said. And even though he was joking, he wanted nothing more. “Whatever you’ve got to use against these guys, now’s the time to use it.”

“But, Juno, I—”

Whatever Nureyev was about to say would have to wait. The guards had finally collected themselves and were starting to stumble out of the smoke, blasters raised and searching for a target.

Ducking beneath the nearby table, Juno sent a pair of stun blasts out between its legs, completely incapacitating the first two guards he saw.

“I see you haven’t lost your touch, dear detective,” Nureyev said, sliding in beside Juno. “Shall we take this to the next level?”

“Thought you’d never ask.”

It was a maneuver they’d learned together during their time on the Carte Blanche. That time felt like so long ago now, and yet Nureyev fell into position as smoothly and easily as if they’d practiced it only yesterday. Juno would have to thank Buddy for those lessons later, among a million other things.

Grabbing opposite ends of the table, they swung its legs out from under it and in one fluid motion, launched it flat-side first into the smoke. Both of the remaining guards grunted in pain as they were struck, and somewhere within the haze, they both collapsed under the weight of the table.

“You truly are a sharpshooter, aren’t you?” Nureyev said as he leaped to his feet again and reached out a hand to help Juno. “You hit them both even through all that fog.”

“Hey, it was a big table,” Juno said, taking that proffered hand. “And anyway, you’re just as likely to—”

But his words were cut off. As soon as he’d gotten to his feet, Nureyev’s mouth had found his. The kiss was hard, desperate, pressing his lips almost painfully against his teeth. But it was exactly what they both needed after all that time apart. Juno couldn’t help the moan that escaped his throat, and his hands found Nureyev’s collar, pulling him in even closer.

Once they’d separated, Nureyev narrowed his eyes. “I told you not to come after me.”

“You can’t tell me what to do,” Juno said, hopping up to swiftly kiss Nureyev’s lips again.

“I suppose not. Though we’ll definitely have words about this later. A lot of words.”

Nureyev released him and without another word, flew gracefully into the depths of the smoke. Still a little awestruck, Juno found his feet again and moved to follow him.

Squinting through the fog, he peered around quietly for any sign of the two guards they’d knocked down. The table was easy enough to find, its legs splayed like a dead spider on its back. But the two guards that it had hit? Those were a lot harder to spot. And so was Nureyev.

Juno slunk low to the floor, crouched near the table’s legs and stared into the surrounding fog for any sign of movement. It only took a minute for him to spot something. A glint of metal in the fog. He stared in its direction, trying to find it again, but couldn't.

Instead, when a guard finally did appear in the smoke, it was to his far left. They stumbled near him, their shirt pulled high over their mouth and nose. They made eye contact with Juno, who already had his blaster raised, but before either of them could make a move, a dark heel swung out from the fog and hit the guard right in the back of the head, knocking them out cold. With another glint of metal, Nureyev emerged from the smoke and crouched at Juno’s side once again.

“That was brutal,” Juno whispered. “I always forget you can kick that high.”

“So did they, apparently.”

“You might want to take off your jewelry before we handle that other guard, Nureyev. I can see it shining through the fog.”

For the first time since their reunion, something made Nureyev pause. “Juno… there’s something that you should—”

“Let’s deal with the other guard first, Nureyev. Do you have any idea where they are?”

“Juno, I—”

But whatever Nureyev was going to say, it was cut off by the cracking sound of a blaster shot. Nureyev gasped and flew backward, hitting the ground hard.

“Nureyev!” Juno shouted before he could stop himself.

Flying onto his feet, he whipped around and pointed his blaster in the direction the shot had come from. The fourth and final guard stood there, grinning through the smoke. Her blaster was pointed right at Juno’s head.

“Really?” Juno gasped, trying desperately to think straight through the panic now flooding his brain. “You sneak up behind me and decide to shoot your own guy instead?”

“I was following my orders, lady,” she said darkly, her hand flexing against the trigger. Ready to send another laser directly through Juno’s brain.

He wasn’t going to give her the chance. With one hand, he grabbed her wrist and twisted, sending her laser up to the ceiling. Bringing around his own blaster, he struck her hard across the face, sending her sprawling to the floor where his own shot struck her right in the chest a second later. Her eyes went hazy as the stun wave overtook her body, and then she closed her eyes, unconscious.

Breathing heavily, Juno dropped his gun and rushed to Nureyev’s side. Nureyev was panting hard, one hand over his face. His hands were shaking.

“Goddammit, Nureyev. No,” Juno wept, searching Nureyev’s body with his hands. “No no no. Where did they hit you? Oh, goddammit.”

But no matter where he looked, he didn’t find any blood. All he could find was a small laser burn on the front of Nureyev’s shirt.

“It was just a stun blast,” he said, relief flooding him once more. “You’re fine. You’re gonna be fine.”

But as Nureyev gave another groan of pain, Juno felt his relief crack once more.

“N… Nureyev? Come on. Snap out of it.”

Nureyev groaned again, his mouth twisting in pain and all four of his limbs starting to tremble. The fingers by his forehead curled, as if trying to grasp at something, and between them, Juno could see that glint of metal again. It was only then that Juno realized Nureyev wasn’t wearing any jewelry. No rings, no earrings.

Nothing but whatever was shining on his temple.

Grabbing Nureyev’s hand, he slowly pulled it away.

His stomach dropped. “Nureyev… no… please, no… Is that a…?”

Nureyev groaned again and Juno swore he could hear the pops of electricity coming from it.

Because right there, stuck on Nureyev’s temple, was a little gray chip. Smaller than the Theia Soul had been, but otherwise the same.

“Goddammit. Nureyev, what do I do?” Juno asked desperately.

In response, Nureyev cried out as the chip zapped him again, and this time, Juno actually saw the skin beginning to sizzle around it.

He fumbled for his comms, knowing somewhere in the back of his panicked mind that if anyone could fix this, it would be Rita. But a second later, as Nureyev’s body went slack, Juno’s heart stopped.

Nureyev’s eyes peered up to meet his, bleary and unfocused. Lines of blood began to form around the edges of the chip.

“Nureyev?” Juno asked breathlessly.

“Ju…no…” was all the man managed to say before his eyes closed and unconsciousness claimed him too.

(to be continued?)

[azdesertwillow]

Nureyev does not regret his decision...

(Written after Juno Steel and the Next Page Part 2. This is not a happy story.)

[reyev]

my drive to work on reverse au is forever and unending…but my brain desires to work on something else too…time to contemplate options

there’s always getting back to spider au. I think with the time away I might be able to reengage my brain for ch 3 of juno steel and the black cat. there’s also the benten lives au I’ve plucked away at a bit.

but part of me wants to ignore all that and just make a new piece about the roses au. what in that au? great question.

too many ideas is a burden why can’t they all just spring fully formed. like Athena but fanfiction