#Jundes norcel

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Did a bit of a junie doodle, but could only go so far before my tablet was gettin Real low on battery lol

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Fine I'll bite :P 7 for Junie

Did someone say pool party? Bc i heard pool party :P

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Something something returning to roots

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Yeehaw

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Ok ok ok i finished thos now i can go chill in bed :3

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Some guys who fight for a living!!!

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Teehee them :3

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First gay bitches doodle

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Some bronze bros

With junie (who's mine) and arrgon from @windy-trickster :3

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Ok hands u junie a lil more polished bc i gotta :3

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Um. Post fight fast food doodle

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7H for Junie? :D

Junie my beloved!!!!

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Junie and fishys old friends do u kno

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(Heads up for references of death, and of grief and mourning)

[Junie is the last one at the ring for the day, scrubbing a cloth with bleach one more time before tossing it in the tub to soak another few days. Dari said it’s not worth the effort, but it’s a pet project, now… he’s going to get that alien blood out of that cloth if it’s the last thing she does-! If they weren’t so tired, she’d shake her fist in the air, dramatic as ge pleased.

It gives something to do, in these hours. After the thrum of the night’s crowd has come and gone and taken the adrenaline with it. When the last ghosts of the night are all to keep her company as he cleans.

Used to be, there was a whole crew to clean everything out at the end of the day, rather than just all saved for Saturday.

Used to be, that was all Junie was signed up for.

Hell. Used to be, Junie had a family. Not that she’s not got hints of it now, here and there, but… it’s not the same.

And Junie’s never been much one for mourning, but damn if late morning isn’t the best time for it.

Mourning what was. What could have been. What should have been.

Hair dyed the same crimson of the weeds in their half-dead garden, and a side-heavy smile that put crinkles around her nose and eyes. A quick heavy kiss against sweaty lockers, out of breath and laughing about how it stinks. Opening the door for the little junebugs that would always find their way inside in autumn. A melody sung under her breath to a song Junie could never quite place, that would cut out once she noticed, every time.

Ugly tattered fins, ever-growing from where they’re trimmed down to the face, to fit well enough behind hefty sideburns. The way their arm sat heavy over your shoulders. Heavy tinted glasses and an umbrella worth half a sweep’s rent just for the chance to watch the sunrise, the whole sunrise, for just a night. A laugh that was always too loud, it kept getting them found out, but Junie could still only wish to laugh like that.

The taste of her own blood in their mouth, mixed with whatever tea had been chosen for the night. Gentle, playful nips rolling right up to the edge of pitch for a moment before settling back into lighthearted wrestling. A scar just at the corner of one eye, mimicking eyeliner at just the right light.

A particular way they grab between bricks, taught by sure fingers and a face he can’t quite remember anymore-

-A resonant knock on the metal door that feels like a slap with how it shakes Junie from mindlessly scrubbing at that orange-pink splotch with raw knuckles.

“C’mon big man, let’s get you home.”

A jacket slightly too small draped over her shoulders and a cowboy hat lazily dropped over a horn before the two of them brace themselves for the sun.]

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Commissioned @sunnetrolls to paint over my junie sketch and!!! Yells!!!

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Junie :D!!! Junie junie junie!!! Tell me about your friends. I love hearing from you :>

“Well hello there t’you too!!! I’m glad you like hearin’ from me… was just headin’ home for the day! Anyhow, what sorta thing ‘re ya lookin for here, bud? Stuff like… Gedian likes the taste of some soaps, or stuff like how Nya’s got a cat post in his locker, or somethin’ more like how some of my pals have damn pretty voices and I’d imagine they could make a killing as singers, if they had the heart for it?”