#Juno Collection

[echo-goes-mmm]

Juno in "King's Counsel"

Juno Collection Masterpost

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Companion Part by Chai

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Context: Terry Desrosiers (who belongs to @whumpspicelatte) is king of Rhodantheia, and given Juno as a birthday present. Juno is still getting used to how things work in this new country.

Warings: implied dubcon

The first time an advisor slapped Master, Juno was too stunned to do anything.

He didn't know the man's name, still getting used to his new Master's way of life. But surely this was wrong.

Master was King, how could anyone hit him and it was allowed?

The advisor was still yelling at King Terrance, and Juno cringed at the angry volume. The tips of Master's ears were red, and his face flushed where he had been struck.

Master did nothing, accepting the man's words without protest.

"I'll do better," he said finally, "I'm sorry."

His voice was trembling under the surface, but from a glance it was even and sure.

"You better," spat the advisor, and maybe it was only because of Juno's own experiences that he was able to see the wince.

Later, when they were alone, Juno made his Master tea and fetched his slippers. He looked so sad from this angle, face trying to stay stony but failing, hands wringing his soft nightshirt without his notice.

Juno was meant for housework, and not for comfort, but he did his best.

He pressed the mug of warm honey tea into his Master's hand.

"Thank you," he said.

Master was a strange one, but Juno didn't mind.

He sat by Master's chair, and Master's other hand came to rest on his head, stroking his hair.

Juno hummed in appreciation, and they sat together, listening to the crackle of the fireplace.

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The second time, Juno saw the hand raise and didn't think before launching himself inbetween his Master and the man.

The strike was hard, and stars burst in his vision. He stumbled backwards, and only distantly felt Masters hands steady his shoulders.

Silence filled the room, and Juno shook the ringing from his ears.

The advisor's eyes narrowed, looking from him to the king and back.

"Fix this," he said eventually, turning on his heel and leaving the secure room they always met in.

Juno's jaw stung, and the hands on his shoulders slightly squeezed him.

"Don't do that again," Master told him later in his chambers. "You are not to interfere. Understand? Whatever happens... it's my responsibility to deal with. It's my own fault, not yours."

His voice was soft but firm, and Juno nodded.

It was only partially a lie.

Because he didn't understand. Juno didn't know much of politics, but the king was in charge and the king didn't order the advisor to hit him. How could it be his Master's fault?

But he did understand that he was to follow orders. It was his place; his duty. Nothing more.

So Juno did not interfere.

And when Master needed help bathing, when his back was littered with welts that burst and bruises that ached, Juno did not interfere.

When he saw with his own eyes Master on his knees, 'apologizing' with a cock in his mouth, Juno did not interfere.

His place was only to make his Master happy later. To wipe his wounds clean and brush away his tears and cover his lap with a blanket.

So he did. And hoped one day his Master would remember that he was king and not slave.

taglist: @haro-whumps @paintedpigeon1 @phoenixpromptsandstuff

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The Penumbra Podcast

[ratstranaut]

MY FAVOURITE EVER BET HE TRIES TO EAT FLOWERS TO FEEL PRETTY MY LOVE <33

This is for the flower language prompt from the @penumbra-creator-collective I got really distracted looking up meanings of flowers I didn't even bother drawing lol

the flower meanings I ACTUALLY used are under the cut

The flowers in the background:

Rue - regret

Asphodel - eternal regret

Petunia - anger

Basil & Lavender - betrayal

Datura & Wormwood - spurned lover :(

Marigold - grief

The flowers on his outfit:

Rose - love <33

Oak leaves - bravery

Clematis - intelligence and ingenuity

Hawthorn - Hope and overcoming hardship

[strelitzianovella]

You pulled The Star!

In the face of destruction and turmoil, The Star restores your spirit and brings with it hope and faith. Use this newfound strength to pave a better path.

A card in the Trans Girl Trading Card Collection, started by @unholytgirl and @sadcoldcoffee! I saw a few cards on my dash and thought it'd be fun to hop on the bandwagon

[silly62]

Here's the stuff I got 4 christmas so far‼️(i MIGHT like physical media a lot.)

ALSO‼️ I'll make another part separate bc it think this is really cool and i wanna show it off, and I love my parents so much‼️🗣🩷🩷

[bibliosims]

juno bartlett

[geisterzeit-art]

Who else up losing their minds about this “reunion”

[emiyl13]

i'm like ramona flowers but instead of having to defeat seven evil exes in order to date me, you have to sit through the 7 dvds i constantly rewatch. also my hair is boring

[notreyev]

reminder that i do, in fact, pursue art as a passion and hobby! in more relevant news, am a scruffy juno steel truther

[thefandomexpert]

i am starting to see what lexicanum’s missing, btw. if this was the silmarillion, guilliman’s little blue meditation room would be noted on the Macragge’s Honor wiki with dimensions and a map

[sliverspeaks]

Honestly being alterhuman/nonhuman is really funny sometimes cause like with some types I can look back to when I was little and go yeah. that's definitely been me for a while and then with others i just randomly acquire them at four pm on a sunday

[echo-goes-mmm]

Juno in "King's Counsel" pt. 2

Juno Collection Masterpost

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Companion Part by Chai

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Context: Terry Desrosiers (who belongs to @whumpspicelatte) is king of Rhodantheia, and given Juno as a birthday present. Juno is still getting used to how things work in this new country.

Warnings: whipping

"Good afternoon, your grace," the advisor said. He went on, but Juno wasn't paying attention to the rest of the words. Instead, his focus was on the coiled bullwhip on the table.

It had a shiny metal rivet on the end, and Juno knew immediately what it was for.

It was for Terry.

The violence had gotten worse over time. Even though Juno hadn't been the king's for long, he could tell. Master hadn't been doing what his advisors wanted, and they egged each other on more and more to hurt him for it.

Nevermind that it was impossible to please so many people at once. Even Juno would struggle. And never mind that Terry was king and shouldn't have to bow to their whims.

Nevermind that Master was the nicest person in the world; patient, and generous with food and water, and affectionate, and most of all kind.

Juno loved him more than he had ever loved a master before.

He didn't deserve this.

His mind whirled as he stared at the whip.

Master was a Free man, with Free blood. He wasn't built for pain like a slave. Worse, he had royal blood.

The whip would break him.

They must have been talking about using it, because one of the advisors placed a hand over the whip. Not even picking it up, but from a glance Juno could see Master's ashen face and trembling hands.

So Juno did the one thing he swore he would never do.

He disobeyed.

Juno stripped naked in three quick movements, stepping in front of Master and kneeling.

Me, instead.

The laughter came immediately, and if he wasn't a slave, he might feel embarrassed. But instead he was only hopeful that Master would forgive him.

The whip was snatched off the table and Juno was seized by the hair.

They shoved him over the table, wood digging into his hips. Things were said, mockingly, above him, but he was focused on breathing and not whatever they were talking about.

He could hear Master's protests, his desperation, but the words didn't register.

It didn't matter. What was a few more scars, anyway? As long as Master was safe.

The first strike tore through the flesh of his shoulder, and he shrieked.

It was too much too fast.

Crack!

Breathe.

They weren't supposed to rip open his skin yet. He should know, he'd been whipped so many times before.

Crack!

He screamed, despite biting his tongue hard enough to taste copper. White hot pain raced up his back.

They didn't know how to use it properly.

Crack!

Another cry, and he choked on his own spit.

This would kill Terry. But he could bear it for him.

He sobbed openly as they whipped him, trying to relax between lashes to prevent more damage. Juno's heart pounded and his lungs were suffocating from so much screaming.

Master's voice was calling out over the commotion, and Juno prayed they wouldn't listen to him.

Maybe Master was being restrained- it sounded like it- but he wouldn't dare look.

Rivulets of hot blood streamed down his back and thighs. He kept his palms flat on the table, willing himself to stay upright despite the shake of his legs.

They tore screams and flesh from him, more and more and more-

And when they were done, he let himself collapse. Only the sheer hope of his Master's safety had kept him standing so long.

He laid boneless and limp on the wood floor. The pain felt so far away now. Fuzziness crept into his vision.

There was a spot on the floor where blood had pooled around his feet. Two footprints of red.

He felt bad for whoever had to clean it.

Then he was moved, and the sharp stab of pain got lost in the haze.

But the arms smelled like Master, and the hands were soft but shaking.

Good. Master was okay. Job well done.

Juno closed his eyes and rested.

taglist: @haro-whumps @paintedpigeon1 @phoenixpromptsandstuff

[libraryfag]

so.. is junoverse over forever?

[bewitchedmold]

I could be your angle or yuor debil😼😮‍💨😈

[twasforresearch]

in which peter is as always, The Drama Queen Ever

[chelseaaasmileee]

Just a few from my dvd collection ^u^