#the penumbra podcst

[podcastingproficiency]

Dear the penumbra podcast,

Why must you hurt me so?

[jazzyjesse]

@peepeethepissking is a coward Peter is large and Juno is very small and I love them

[bastionkeeper]

You ever think about Mick Mercury and get really happy?

[jupeterhell]

A fic I wrote off the idea of Peter slapping Juno, enjoy  (@interstellarvagabond​ wrote a version of it too! Go check out hers!)

There were a hundred ways this night could have gone.

This was not one Juno Steel, Private Investigator, had planned for.

He hadn’t really wanted to go to this party. It was too glamorous, too flashy, he felt out of place even in a three piece suit Rita had dug out of God knows where. He sipped champagne that was probably worth more than his life as he surveyed the guests mingling and talking among themselves.

The host, Lillian Gray, had specifically asked Juno to attend. She mentioned having prized jewels hidden in her room, and she was terrified someone would try to steal them at tonight’s event. Despite having armed guards everywhere, apparently having him there made her feel better. That in itself was suspicious, Juno thought.

There was a part of him that wanted to give in and go home. This event was boring, and even if someone did steal her so called prized jewels, Juno knew she had enough to live three of her lifetimes over.

He turned to set his glass down, but his eye caught on something. More specifically, someone. Someone who made his heart stop and body tense as he dropped his glass by accident.

A few of the party goers looked his way at the sound of it shattering, and Juno barely had enough semblance to even care that he’d drawn attention to himself.

There, maybe fifteen feet away, was none other than Peter Nureyev. The lover he’d abandoned months ago. The man he’d promised to travel the stars with, and then left him without a word.

Seeing him made Juno sick. Not only with guilt but because where one thief was there was bound to be another. He examined the people around Nureyev closely, using his eye to detect if any of them had any weapons on them. He really shouldn’t have been surprised to see almost everyone in the room was armed with something. He also saw something that made his blood run cold.

Two women were draping themselves over Nureyev as if they owned him, and if the gun to his back was anything to go by, they probably thought they did. Nureyev didn’t seem concerned, of course, even as they started leading him away to a private room off to the side of the grand hall.

Juno was moving before he could stop himself. If Peter was going to die it was going to be in some dramatic stunt or a blaze of glory, not because of an unfair fight with a gun to his back.

The next few moments were a blur.

He pulled out his own gun, following the three of them into the backroom they’d gone into. Working on instinct and a little help from his eye, he stunned the woman holding the gun immediately after entering.

The other one barely had enough time to shriek and spin around before Juno had stunned her as well.

He grinned, feeling proud of himself, but it fell as soon as Peter turned around and they locked eyes.

Eyes he hadn’t seen in months completely clouded in something he couldn’t quite read. For a split second he thought maybe there was hope, but then he saw the fire dancing behind Nureyev’s eyes and felt the hard sting of a slap against his cheek.

He winced, opening and closing his jaw as he rubbed his face. “Y-yeah alright… I deserved that.”

“You deserve a lot more than that, Juno Steel!” Nureyev hissed. Something told Juno that if it weren’t for the party still going on one room over he would’ve been yelling.

Juno opened his mouth to defend himself but the words never came out. Before they could, Peter had grabbed him. He roughly shoved Juno against the door they’d walked through and kissed him.

The whiplash of emotions made him dizzy. He couldn’t tell if he was happy, angry or aroused, possibly all three. What he did know was that he clung to Peter like a lifeline, one hand gripping the front of his dress so hard it might rip, the other digging into his shoulder.

The kiss wasn’t like ones they’d shared before. It wasn’t like the longing of their first kiss, or the promising soft kisses they’d made on their last night together, or even one that was hungry for something more. This kiss was demanding and fierce, rough and bruising.

When Peter finally pulled away to let them both breathe, Juno slumped against the door and rubbed his forehead. “I… Genuinely can’t tell if you’re happy to see me or not.” He said, voice hoarse.

Nureyev straightened out the part of his dress Juno had been clinging to. “Am I happy to see you? No, not really since you’ve caused me months of heartache. Am I happy you ruined a plan I spent weeks putting into place? No, certainly not.” He said, his tone even but there was still anger burning behind his eyes.

“Oh right.” Juno crossed his arms. “Having a gun to your back was absolutely part of your plan.”

“Do you know me at all, Juno? When have I ever put myself into a situation I have not wanted to be in?” He shook his head. “And then you show up, after months of me dreaming to see you again, and ruin this. I can’t think of a more fitting conclusion to our story I suppose.”

His words stung more than the slap had. “Nureyev…”

“And to think, after so many months apart you’d have me believe you actually cared I was in danger?” He scoffed. “Let me guess, you were hired for this party because of Miss Gray’s prized jewels, yes? You saw me, master thief that I am, and decided to follow me. The rest was coincidence.”

“How dare you just assume-”

Nureyev cut him off. “How dare I? How dare you, Juno. How dare you leave without so much as a note! How dare you let me hope, for a moment that maybe I could have something good and then rip it away from me. You are a coward, Juno Steel. A coward who would rather run into life threatening situations then just admit to me you don’t care for me the same way I care for you.”  

“Now hold on just a minute-”

“No! I’m done waiting for you Juno, I don’t want an apology or your excuses. I simply want to get the jewel I came for and go.” He huffed.

“God dammit, Nureyev!” Before he could think better of it, Juno grabbed Peter’s dress again and dragged him in for another kiss. This one was chaste and a bit reluctant, but still left Juno breathless. “Of course I fucking care about you. Just because I’m a self loathing asshole doesn’t mean you have to be too. You know you deserve better then me and neither of us would admit it so I did the smart thing and I left okay?”

They both stilled, so close their breaths were mingling together. Juno could vaguely hear the sound of the part outside the door but tuned them out.

“You hurt me, Juno.” Nureyev said finally, softly. “I can’t just forgive you for that. Something tells me you don’t want my forgiveness anyway.” He took a step back. “I have a job to do. Perhaps, when this is all over, we can meet again under… Better circumstances.”

“Nureyev… God dammit, Peter wait.” Juno said as he began to walk away. “How do I make this right?”

Peter scoffed. “Do you want to make things right with me for my benefit or to clear your own conscious?” He asked.

When Juno didn’t answer, he laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Make it right so I don’t have to slap you the next time I see you. Goodbye, Juno Steel.”

Just like that, Peter Nureyev, was gone.

[nullifier]

legit just talking abt small penumbra podcst thoughts

Damien should just fucking kill this guy honestly. IDEOLOGICAL COWARD! tbh OF COURSE it would be easier if juno just killed sasha/damien murdered tristan ans like I understand that's not the MOST FUN thing to do in a story... BUT THE WAY I'M SEEING IT AS damien sincerely just being a pussy honestly and as he's got the "oh I'm gonna be a peaceful guy" thing down, I think he should go the kill 6 bill demons route of "yeah be peaceful, and also kill people who seek the destruction of peace so as to preserve it" LIKE. when olala stopped caroline from killing the kite?? Cause obviously she's a naive kid and that's something to be highlighted and caroline put it succinctly but I still feel like the whole show hasn't gotten over the " yeah but. Killing people is bad =( and only bad people kill " thing. I'M WITHHOLDING JUDGEMENT & SUSPENDING DISBELIEF CAUSE THESE SEASONS AREN'T OVER AND IT'S SUPER GREAT BUT LIKE... the only tiny flaw I can pick at. I HAVEN'T HEARD THE NEWEST EPISODES BTW I'M AT THE MAD MIRAGES... CAUSE I'VE BEEN RELISTENING TO THE WHOLE PENUMBRA FROM TH BEGINNING

[jazzyjesse]

@ernmark has a sugar baby Juno fic and my hands did this I just really love Juno being super powerful and still and absolute dumbass who collects shitty art

[jazzyjesse]

oops! juno from this fic bc I kinda fell in love and I like theia juno a lot

[jazzyjesse]

did anyone ask for a trash boy? no? too bad you have one now

[bastionkeeper]

Well! .... Listened to the new Penumbra

[bastionkeeper]

I'm fucking hilarious

[jupeterhell]

He forgets he has flasks in his pockets and gets new ones and finds them all later. Oh? A fifth flask? I was wondering where I put you, here Peter hold this for a second-

Ever since the live show Juno carrying a totally not concerning flask or two on him at all times to use when shit becomes too much has worked it’s way into my idea of canon

[jazzyjesse]

whoops jungo

aka Jacqueline needs to stop drawing Juno Steel at 1 am

[jazzyjesse]

(borat voice) my Wife!

aka I drew Dahlia Rose during church and got gay

[bastionkeeper]

Joshua Ilon saw my keyblade necklace and complimented it I fucking talked to JUNO STEEL about KINGDOM HEARTS

[bastionkeeper]

Listen the most important crossover/au thing I can think of right now is that I absolutely need to see Peter Nureyev in this outfit right here

[bastionkeeper]

Guess who just got their tickets fOR THE PENUMBRA LIVESHOW???? @mykindofcontent AND I DID!!!!