#letters to juno

[junovae]

hi i know you got an ask really recently but can you maybe do the silly sashimi (seb) x a suicidal reader??? but also reader is really silly and the first thing reader says is “hear me out…” or something??? i love your writing :3

thank you so much reader, i greatly appreciate it (っᵔ◡ᵔ)っ(˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶). and don't worry, i got you.

expendable

sebastian solace x reader ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ sfw

artwork: artwork is NOT mine. art is by @miittchan on tumblr, youtube, and twitter. go check out their work and socials, promise it's worth your time.

PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT IF THIS TOPIC IS HEAVY FOR YOU. MAKE SURE TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF ALWAYS ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა

summary: escaping the ghastly prison that was the hadal blacksite was probably the best thing to ever happen to you. so why, if that was the case, did you want to go back?

cw: sebastian x su!cidal!fem!reader, takes place after finishing the game, still in the pressure universe, same timeline as this, mentions of trauma and slight suicidal thoughts, reader is coping, angst and comfort too of course, reader wants to...go back to the hadal blacksite?, reader just misses a certain someone too much, trying to find peace amidst the chaos, no spicy scene for this one

wc: 1.4k

a.n: i think i would want to go back too ngl. also this was just my take on the prompt. BUT, if you were looking for something more like sad reader and sebastian comforting them, i got you too with that headcanon. just lmk!! :)

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"and last but definitely not least. hear me out..."

you place a picture of him, post transformation and all, onto the cake.

"who's this? he kind of looks like the guy who uhm, you know," your friend stared at you intently, hoping you would get the gist. when you didn't answer, they continued. "back in 2013, remember? with the nine peo-"

"no, no, it's just someone i met at the blacksite," you quickly interjected, forgetting that urbanshade had unjustly faked his death and hid the true story of sebastian solace from the world. "and no, that guy didn't murder them. he was wrongly convicted. just like i was," whispering the last part, you grab forks from the kitchen drawer set the cake onto the dining table.

"right, i'm sorry," they whispered softly, guilt creeping into their voice. hoping to lighten the mood, your friend added, "but no, i’m actually hearing you out on this one. did you know this fish creature personally?"

the two of you take a seat and start munching on the delicious red velvet 'hear-me-out' cake presented in front of you. "you could say that," you smiled cheekily, causing the both of you to burst out into a fit of giggles.

just then, a sharp pain similar to tiny needle stabbings pulse through your upper abdomen and into your chest. a series of flashbacks creep their way into your mind.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

you’re escorted down the submarine ramp and shoved onto a platform. “just keep walking. if you hear anything strange, hide.”

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

an ear-piercing screech echoes in the distance. you rush to the nearest locker, slamming the door shut just as a pink aura sweeps past.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

you crawl through a vent and find a small storage room at the end. turning right, you stumble upon a strange fish creature, causing you to jump back. "ah, another expendable," he yawns, unamused. "come in, fishbait. welcome to the shop."

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

volus lunara's searchlights close in. nervous and trembling, you fail the skill-check, getting shocked by the generator. stunned, you lie there as the beam focuses on you. your eyes widen in horror as the monster's grapples pierce your body. this wouldn't be the first time you've experienced this. you'd die a hundred more deaths.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

hurt and wounded, you collapse in a corner. your head spins as the distinct sound of chains dragging on the ground fills the air. resigned to your fate, you limp toward a corner, exhausted. suddenly, someone grabs you and carries you to a seemingly safe room. “what are you doing, fishbait?” a voice hisses. only one person ever called you that. “why didn’t you move? you could’ve died,” sebastian snaps, his voice tinged with anger, but there's a hint of worry beneath it.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

you and sebastian are lying together in the room behind his shop, an unexpected moment of vulnerability. the two of you open up about your pasts. he shares the details of his tragic demise, a painful history that he’s never spoken of before. in the quiet of the room, no longer caring about the consequences, you lean forward and plant a kiss on his cheek. sebastian tilts his head, confusion crossing his face, but there's something else there too—something unreadable.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

a document? "the saboteur," it reads at the top. as you continue reading, the details unfold—now you understand why he’s been given that name.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

after days of giving him the silent treatment, sebastian solace finally breaks. finding out that he was the cause of your repeated deaths weighs heavily on you. desperate to fix things, he starts a pillow fight, and through laughter, the tension melts away. eventually, the two of you make up, finding comfort in the shared moment of forgiveness.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

you try again and again, until one fateful day, you finally make it to the end. as you dry off from your underwater escapade and step into the submarine, a realization hits you. you’ve reached your freedom, but what about sebastian?

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

as you turn from the submarine to search for him, sebastian suddenly appears right behind you. confused, you stare at him. "sebastian, come with me. we can have our freedom and get revenge on urbanshade." he looks at you, his expression sad and melancholy. "i can't go, fishbait."

"yes, you can. come with me, please," you insist.

"look at me. what do i look like to you?" he asks, and you don't see anything wrong with him.

he explains that he has bigger plans, ones that will lead to him meeting you again someday—in human form. you refuse to leave, even as the submarine's hatch starts to close. but in the last moment, he pushes you in. the hatch slams shut, and you’re engulfed in complete darkness.

𓂃 𓈒𓏸

your pulse rushes and eyesight narrows. the room is spinning and the fork in your hands falls onto the table, alarming your friend. your head drops into your hands and you start panting.

"hey, you okay?" they drop the piece of cake with jake sully's avatar on it that they're eating and rush towards you.

"i need space," you shoot at them, feeling their hands on your shoulder. yes, you do feel bad for pushing a friend away but the feeling was too overwhelming. "please, i need space," you repeated again, softly this time.

"yes, i understand." filled with worry, they pat your back one last time before taking one last bite of the cake and grabbing their jacket from the couch. "i'll be back tomorrow, okay? we can finish eating the cake then. just text me when you're feeling better. and please take care of yourself."

nodding your head in acknowledgement, the front door finally closes. you get up, massaging your temples, to lock the front door. your heart is still pounding and face is flushing. you rush to your room and close the door behind you before jumping on your bed. the white sheets engulf your frame as you finally allowed yourself to release the tension you've been feeling all this time.

you desperately scream into your pillow. "this isn't fair at all." you continue to cry, the sound of your soft sobs being the only thing filling the pitch-black room.

months of being trapped in the never-ending death loop in the limbo of the hadal blacksite changed you. now that you were free, nobody believed your testimony against urbanshade. after all, it was one escapee prisoner versus a well-known corporate company. sure, you had your freedom, but the guilt of knowing the company's darkest secrets—the horrid, inhumane experiments they conducted on their captives, the trauma of each death and reset—was consuming you. you had no one to confide in. the only person who truly understood you was still trapped in that very place you purely and vehemently loathed.

expendable. that's what you were. that's what urbanshade had labeled you.

dispensable, nonessential, and powerless.

"i don't want to do this anymore," you softly whisper into the void of darkness consuming you.

...

...

...

...

...

what the hell are you talking about?

you shot up. what the fuck. was that-

please tell me you're not giving up that easily, fishbait.

yeah, no, this was definitely your long-awaited delirium. you were going crazy. the physical and mental stress was driving you insane. but even so... even if it was you finally reaching your limit or even a suppressed memory of him, sebastian solace had promised you that he would see you again one day.

you took a deep breath, steadying yourself in the crushing darkness. maybe you were losing it, maybe that voice was just your fractured mind. but if there was even a sliver of truth, you couldn’t give up. not now. not ever.

"fine, sebastian," you whispered, standing to your feet and wiping your tears. "if you’re still out there, i'll find you. and if this is just my own madness, then i’ll survive long enough to make it back to you—human form or not."

giving up was a harsh reality. but so was fighting back. either way, you knew you couldn't stop. you wouldn’t stop. not until freedom was real for both of you.

you made up your mind. you were going back to the one place in the world you dreaded the most — urbanshade's hadal blacksite.

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[katabay]

PIETÀ

black pean [forceps] season 2 fucked me up :')

like, I'm going to be thinking about this still they posted on instagram forever, and I haven't even started on the cher juno letter

[senshisdaughter]

Gotta say, overwatch's comunnity on tumblr is so so so refreshing and nicer then anywhere else, mainly because people here seem to enioy one thing more than anything else: the characters!

I find it so fruatrating how anywhere else people seem to only be able to complain. Complain about balance, about characters, about content creators, about anytjing really! Here is so much nicer.

While i see balance opinions, or complaints about blizzards choices on how to deal with characters and the story, it isnt nearly as inflamatory as in other places.

People here love the characters! The world! Most complains come from this love, be it criticising lore things like kirikos ages, or the lack of skins for certain characters. And I love this, because I fell in love with these characters, all of them.

I think this is a consequence of tumblrs fandom culture, as we naturally go for the characters in media even before focousing on the try hard competitive balance stuff (a lot of us dont even play comp lmao)

I see so much cool and different art (not only thirst over the women) I see head canons and people dexlaring their love for zennyata, mercy, bastiom, ramattra and many more!!

Love you guys, really. Seeing people who will interact with the game in other eays other than complaining makes me feel less alone as a avid overwatch lover, even with its flaws (blizzard).

[yawchi]

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐎’𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 !

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𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋 . . . who’s it from? drop me an ask with your favorite character (and specify the animanga) and a little something about the two of you’s dynamic!

𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐓 . . . so what else do i need? just your fave, your zodiac sign, and three little fun facts about you! just enough for something your partner can ramble about!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 . . . is varied! you can choose from blue lock. haikyuu. my hero. chainsaw man. jujutsu kaisen. attack on titan. tokyo revengers. daiya no ace. kuroko no basket. genshin. + more fandoms. just ask!

𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃’𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 . . . are you ready for love? you can submit up to three requests for love letters, so happy sending! hugs and kisses to you all from your baby, and don’t forget to share with friends.

𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝐭𝐡 !

[nerdetiquette]

As much as I love the ending for Juno and as much as I cried over it, I think I would’ve preferred it if there was no implication of Nureyev coming back. Like I like the ship, but this was about Juno, and I feel adding him back in even if he doesn’t speak, takes away from that. I get why they did it, not having something would’ve led to riots, but I’m sad that what I’m seeing in my dash is just jupeter and no love for the rest of the episode. We got so many other characters to wrap this up, and it’s just about Nureyev

[2af-afterdark]

do you have any nsfw hcs for juno?

Thank you for your patience, Nonie. I need to go through my inbox and respond to a few of you. ^^;

ANYWAY!!!

Juno is an eager service top, but only for you. He lives and breaths in order to give you pleasure and make you squeal.

If you saw his card story... he is okay with sharing, but only with certain people. He would have a threesome with you and Minhyeok.

Not a fan of teasing or edging. When he sees something he wants, he needs to have it right away. If you try to edge him, he will whine and beg to cum.

Wants praise, but doesn't necessarily have a praise kink. More like... he wants to hear you say how well he's doing when he's screwing your brains out.

If he could someday, Juno would love to wake up holding you. Yours back against his chest, your ass pressed to him, his dick hard from rubbing against you in his sleep... then he'd like to have loving morning sex.

His favorite position is anything where he gets to see your face. He likes seeing it filled with pleasure, but he also wants easy access for kisses.

Likes to take his time with sex. Quickies are fine, but he wants to make you come unraveled with pleasure over time.

Loves every part of you. Every. Part.

Will very casually brag about his exploits to everyone.

[junorpheus]

how did she get so meeaaannn 🎵

[rainecats]

I’ve listened to so many podcasts now that every time I start a new one and look through the cast I find at least one actor I recognise. Why is Skuzz “Cutting Grass” WOE.BEGONE reading me weird horror stories from a postoffice in Ohio

[cadaverre]

the song juna makes me physically sick bc.... u know me.... YOU KNOW ME !!!

[sweetnnaivete]

pandora loves the brothers grimm fairy tales 🤙🏼

what i've been sayingggg!

so the twins live in london with their father (possible a doctor, possible a ministry worker) throughout the year (starting when they were around five), but for the summer holidays they always go back to the massive mansion their whole family lives in in france, and sometimes when they've terrorized the family pets enough, their nanny takes them outside. so one day they take a walk into the little town and see the book shop, and are instantly entranced by the fairy tale books at the back of the store, because the drawings are sooo beautiful and they love the gruesome details. it becomes their new obsession, despite their family's disapproval

[saraisunraiz]

Love Letters to the Mutable Sign…

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

Dear Sagittarius,

Your light shines the most bright when you are connected to your internal and eternal flame. For there is nothing more astounding than to see you shoot across the night sky. There is no question to who you are when you are the epitome of being committed to the journey of life. All that life has to offer, you seek it out with your strength and wisdom. Your eye is set on the point of destination and you do nothing but gallop towards your red pin dot in the distance. The adventure seems to be in the journey for you, you grow bored being within your destination. I admire that about you. Being within your understanding is to know that you are free, as free as free can be. If not for your existence manifesting as the two land animals that abide this Earth, I see you as one with wings. Taking flight from your faithful mountain jump, dancing through the sky and winds with dangerous routes. The thrill of seeking makes you such a visionary. You’ve no idea how much you inspire me. Well, I am sure with these words you will find the idea to make much sense. I wish to give you the most amount of love, joy, and free-spirits. Though as I know you more and more, I see that the free spirits and love and joy are not for me to give to you. You do not seek for the world to give you anything. So instead, I leave myself open for you to take. For your taking of my offerings is nothing short of an honor. The most honorable act you could bestow upon me. For my love, this world does not yet understand the beauty of your spirit. They have yet to understand what it means to always be seeking. They mistake you and forsake your character with words that lack depth and intimacy. They see you as just a rolling stone, a continuous cycle that never reaches fulfillment. I see you for much more than that. I see you for the being that embraces yourself entirely. Knowing that the insatiable act of exploration is your home, your peace, your sanctuary. With multiples and millions of perspectives, conioucnessess, cultures- why would one want to keep to the same existence they know? Why not learn as much as is possibly out there in the world? For this day and age does not need stagnancy or safety. They need your bravery, your courage, your moxxy. Be free within yourself, though you do not need me to tell you that. My dear, Sagittarius, you set my heart in an enormous flame when I see you shoot across the night sky. Into the unknown of adventure and destiny. Abundance you bring through your simple existence that is a true inspiration to all. For the days and the nights, I wish I was a star. Therefore, being in such a form could grant me access to witness you soar across the skies- in search of your new adventure, I could be beside you. And if even for the one moment I see your swift sway, I could be eternally at bliss to witness your spark of fire for just one moment. For just one moment, to be within your atmosphere is the greatest and most abundant adventure that could ever be.

My greatest love,

To Sagittarius.

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

Dear Virgo,

Your calculated mind constricts and relaxes my heart with every breath and every pump that courses life through my veins. The matter of the fact is, my love, that you are my equation. You figure the formulas of life. You solve my problems with ease, though I look to you quizzically and wonder who will offer the same for you? For the love I carry for you could not be strong enough for the weight you hold for others or for the world. You deem yourself useful in the actions you do though I see you as the most valuable for your simple existence. For the mind is one of playing tricks on us, though mine is as clear as day when casting upon your bestowed beauty. Beauty of yours seems to be written with the finest of inks and created with only the most outstanding quality of papers. Do you see the beauty I do when you gaze at your reflection? Would you know the way I feel when you dance within my mind? I’ve yet to know such grace in this world, and I know that there will never be. The existence that is you is what I would categorize to be the most perfect and the most wonderful. Habitual practices of the body and of the mind, they consume you. You have not yet seen the progressions of the simple act that brings you a new day. The breath that seeks your lips once you rise, the soul that creates new energy in your life, the body that your soul resides in- they all want you and desire to be in your attention. Do not look away from the truth of these words. You are one that could never be replicated or understood. For your calculations are too pure yet complex for the world to see clearly. You need not worry to the depths of your continuously moving mind. The expansion of your heart comes from the movement of your lips. My dear, my Virgo. Each day I wish for you to bestow me with your cognitive presence, solve the formulas of my mind that are yet to make sense of what beauty has become into this world. How do you carry such calculations of life within the matter of your skin, hands, & eyes? It is of my most honor, that you grant me the permission to solve the equations of life that belong to you.

My formula,

To Virgo.

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

Dear Pisces,

The light you shine onto this world would not be able for viewing without the darkness you shadow upon us as well. There has never been one who is so attuned to the worlds around them. Being within one existence and understanding others simultaneously. You are truly an amazement to the world. The laughter that comes from the belly of the depths of your sparkling soul, they echo vibrationally through the patterns of my DNA, my skin… Do you know how magical you are? Enigmatic is truly a word that was created for the sanctuary you bring in the presence of you. Your entire being is one that cannot be understood by many. For you have let me into your world, your twists and turns of all that is a beautiful brush stroke. For I am the most humbly grateful for all that you grace me with. Does the way of the world not cower to your innate powers? How do you flow with such motion? As if every single move you take is a dance of the most eloquence and grace. Your lips humbly drown me with the vibrations of tone that depart between them. Oh, my love! The existence that is you simply tantalizes me. I’ve not known what to do with myself in the swirl of your embrace. The home of you is one that cannot be bound and seemingly that is why I am attracted to it so. Places are not enough, no solid foundation could ever hold the world that you have within your eyes. There is too much magic and love and grace and spiritual wisdom within those eyes. Eyes that hold galaxies from light years away. My ever quest of light and hope is to try to understand who you are and what you are here for, for this world is not your home. This is something we both know, you told me in a dream. The dream that has the resonance of your home, the otherworldly home of stars and planets. Where did you come from? For such beauty is not one of Earthly presence. You are of a quality that is far beyond these lands, you are foreign and you know it so. Hence why your every word and every action and every thought is one that is beyond comprehension of the human emotion. You encapsulate me. You are mystical, I seemingly can never get enough of you. For my mind and emotions move faster than my fingers may keep up and I do it for the honor of complimenting your beauty. There is nothing that can remove me from the magical existence that is you, my lover of all realms. You have yet to know the magic you’ve bestowed upon me. You’ve yet to know the shadows in my mind you have given light and the lights you have casted upon to bring them the contrast of balance. You, my Pisces, are incomprehensible. And for that, I love you oh so deeply.

My enigma,

To Pisces.

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

Dear Gemini,

Why does the world forsake your curious nature? Need not to worry- for the world does not exist within me. For I am aware of who you are and the love you have to share with so many in this world. I need to know and understand everything that beholds within your mind, for that way I am to connect to you. The way your words move so fast that I am honored by the opportunity to gain my strength. To keep up with your cognitive games is to know I am alive. To go between the winds of the world and fly amongst the clouds is not possible without you and your brilliance. Brilliance truly is the word for a being of your demeanor. How I would love to know that encompasses your mind, though that is a strength I know only you have the honor to behold. My Gemini, what ails you when you speak? For it is the matters of the world you yet not know, always so curious for knowledge. Do you know the knowledge that lies within yourself? I look to you with ease and I see someone that is made of a generous heart. An ever changing and growing soul. The freedom that lies within your being is one that can only be reflected upon, for no one but you could know the presence of such magic. There need be no games to play when I am within your presence, or the joy we make together is adventurous enough. You seek to know the names and details and fragments of all things that be. Do you know yourself in this medium? For you need not to, I hold this space for you. I hold the knowledge of all that is you, so that you can hold the knowledge of all else in the world- that is what love is to me, and that is what I know it be of you. I seek the honor of learning more about your youthful nature every moment of everyday that falls into the weeks, months, and years. Time need not constrict you in your mental plane. Trust in the holdings of my spirit, for they have endless amounts of pages for you to proceed your inner worlds onto. Need I remind you of the magic that holds beyond your mind? From places and lengths that are not yet understood to the masses? You are quick and nearly fleeting, I enjoy the games we play. The world has made space for you, because you have deemed it as such. This power you hold is one that others wish to obtain for themselves, this is why they forsake you, my love. We need not concern ourselves with the matters of the external Universe. For when I am loving you, all of the space and library and collection are here for you to return to. Know that I am the wind and the air that will add to yours. The only wish I wish to be, is in your world of continuous knowledge.

My brilliance,

My Gemini

╭────────── ♱ · 𓆩🤍𓆪 · ♱ ─╮

The Astrology Guidebook for how to love based on your Venus, Mars, & Juno placements….

╰─ ♱ · 𓆩🤍𓆪 · ♱ ──────────╯

[junovae]

can you write about the sexy fish man (you know the one)

why yes of course i know which sexy fish man you're talking about!

soft hits, hard truths

sebastian solace x reader ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ slight nsfw

artwork: artwork is NOT mine. art is by @grub-hut on tumblr. go check out their work. sebastian mf solace, everyone

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

summary: after a misunderstanding, sebastian refuses to let you go to bed angry with him. determined to make amends, he begrudgingly starts a pillow flight.

cw: sebastian solace x reader, fluff-ish, suggestive themes of intimacy (MDNI), sebastian is bad at comforting, he tries anyways, you've known him for a few weeks now, a sort of romantic relationship is already established between you two, his shop has a shower and spare mattress in the back, thank goodness he had soap and pajamas, amends are made if you know what i mean

wc: 916

a.n: in honor of beating pressure and sacrificing my posture in order to do it, cheers.

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water droplets fall onto the cement floor as you wring the rest of your wet hair dry. fortunately, sebastian solace had allowed you to stay in his shop for the rest of the night after a day of running from the monsters of the hadal blacksite. unfortunately, you had just found out that he was the primary reason you were being chased by said monsters in the first place.

you walk out of the barely functioning restroom into a cozy little cubby-space just behind his shop. sebastian watched you dry the rest of your hair as you walked towards a broken mirror and started combing through it with your fingers. fuck, he thought to himself. he so badly wanted to be the one to brush the rest of your hair just so you didn't have to lift a finger. but of course he wasn’t going to say that out loud.

"will you talk to me?" he mumbled under his breath, making his way towards you. you eye him from the mirror but continue doing what you're doing. you feel his presence behind you and sure enough, you watch him lean down and rest his forehead against your shoulders.

you smelled like vanilla. you smelled like the vanilla he used to smell during the winter holidays and it was driving him insane. "i'm sorry, okay?" he whispers. now this caught your attention. "did the sebastian solace just say the words 'i'm sorry' to me?" you turn around and walk towards the makeshift bed. he follows you. "i don’t believe it.” a sigh escapes your lips, plopping down onto the mattress and covering yourself with the blanket. you turn away from him.

“i didn’t mean for things to turn out this way- well, okay i did, but i didn’t expect meeting you midway through my plans.” sebastian scratches the back of his neck, staring at your figure. “fishbait, if you hadn’t crawled through the vents and into my shop, i wouldn’t care who gets eaten by those monsters. but you did, and now it sucks seeing you get hurt because now i…”

he trailed off, his voice catching. shit, this was hard. years of solitude and roaming the dreadful cold hallways of his captors’ prison had hardened his heart. he didn’t expect it to happen, but your presence and excessive bantering had brought back an excitement in him (though he would always mask it off with annoyance). all sebastian knew was that even though life sucked, seeing you made it suck less. he couldn’t take it anymore. he needed to hear your voice again. the void of silence between the two of you was starting to create an atmosphere of distance. he couldn't care less if the world hated him, he hated it back. but there was no way in hell he would allow you to look at him with such loathing. panic settling in him, sebastian impulsively does something that catches you off-guard. he grabs the nearest soft pillow and throws it in your direction. it hits your face.

you quickly turn around and sit up to shoot him a sharp glare, pillow now in hand. “are you serious?” you seethe.

“i’m dead serious,” he said, grabbing another pillow. “you’re mad at me? fine. but you’re not shutting me out.” before you could react, he throws a second pillow. this time, it lands in your lap.

he notices a flicker of something crossing your face - anger, disbelief, and… maybe a hint of amusement.

“big mistake,” you shoot him a sly smile.

you launch the pillow in his direction and suddenly, there was war. more pillows flew, tension unraveling with each hit. the both of you were laughing now, dodging attacks and running around the small room. it wasn’t fair that he was larger than you in size but you could make do. and plus, he was extra careful in making sure not to hit you too hard. and here in this moment, seeing another side of him, you realize that you could never stay mad at sebastian solace for too long.

tired from the fight, you trip onto the mattress and fall backwards. he follows suit and lands on top of you, your faces inches apart, panting and out of breath. he supports himself with one arm as he gazes at you with an unreadable expression. “do you forgive me?” he whispers, breathless. the room was a mess, but your silence had been broken.

you plant a soft kiss on his forehead. it was truly unfortunate that the both of you were placed in this prison against your wills, but you knew that he would never intentionally hurt you. “i forgive you.”

oh fuck, he melted. impulsively, he slides one of his hands behind your back and pulls you closer to him, taking your mouth in his, kissing you fervently. your arms tighten around his neck, kissing him deeper, soft moans and grunts replacing the silence. in a heated frenzy, you guide one of his hands downwards. he grumbles as he lifts your shirt up, trailing wet kisses down your stomach.

you smile, feeling the warmth of his mouth. “to make up for you nearly killing me, does this mean i get a discount at your shop tomorrow?”

he laughed, a warm, deep and genuine sound that softened the space between you. “i’d give you a discount every day for free, fishbait… but this,” he whispers sliding down your pajamas, “this is just a huge bonus.”

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[faggotstump]

Just got a letter from a college everyone place your bets on how long it takes before I die

[mysicklove]

heyy it’s juno, this is my main🫣

i’m here to offer you catboy!gojo🤭 i’m writing some headcanons and maybe a drabble for him but i wanna know your THOUGHTS!! like that man is already bratty enough as is, but as a catboy he would be SO insufferable!! always wanting your full attention and doing the most annoying things to get it, he’s lucky he’s so cute with those fluffy white ears and tail<333

WE!RBFQWERF JUNO I- THANK U FOR A HYBRID ASK i- my fav au ever to exist.

sooo cute yes. def very lazy, and will literally collapse his entire body onto you just because he can. needy needy needy needy. literally has to get attention 24/7 or hes moaning out, acting like you are killing him. follows u around and talks your ear off, and you are like ???? satoru can you help me with the chores, but he just ignores you and continues his babbling. when guests come over he is insufferable, wrapping his entire body around you while talking to them. acts like nothing is amiss, but is soooo obvious he is jealous.ears twitching whenever they mention your name, and tighting his hold on u.

hes so insufferable, but cute

[yawchi]

THERE’S A LOVE LETTER IN THE MAILBOX . . .

. . . from baji to @ljubimaya <3

more about juno’s love letter event here !

[nerdetiquette]

I don’t think words are enough to express how much the Juno Steel stories means to me and how much Juno himself means to me, but I am calling myself a writer now, so I am making an attempt to find the words, even if they will not be enough.

Juno Steel is such a character driven and focused story with an amazing amount of care put into it. There was care put into Nightmare at the end, the Aurinkos in the middle, and Juno in the beginning, and all of it led to the conclusion of a beautiful thing. Juno gave way for all of it, and the themes of self improvement and self love being the end of the story, the final lessons Harley and Kevin have decided to teach us, make the story what it is.

I love this show from the bottom of my heart and it’s done so much for me. Thank you for all of the lessons you have taught me on how to be a better person, how to be a complete person, and how to continue being a person even when it’s hard. Juno’s themes are so human and something everyone can relate to, and I think the human element is what makes it mean so much.

Thank you Harley and Kevin, though I hope you never see this and perceive me more than saying my name at the end of episodes, this story means the world to me. It means the world to many others. I’m so happy I kept going, even though I hated Juno in the first season. I’m so happy my friend got me into the podcast with the disgusting make out noises in the second episode. I’m so happy I was able to listen to this show, and I’m so happy it affected me so much.