#tpp thoughts

[mechanical-v1scera]

Had to draw them as this:

[eldritcheyecryptid]

I desperately need the Ruby 7 to be the most hideous and silliest car in space. These are a few ways I’ve pictured that car:

I take no criticisms, as these are all canon.

[nureyevs-worst-alias]

Juno Steel And the 6 Month Vacation He's Been Needing for 20 Damn Years

[scarlettrust]

juno’s head must be so quiet now that the blood gunk is gone and ruby has gone home. like when someone from the city visits the country and they cant sleep because its too quiet

[aetherixs]

peter nureyev during the most crucial and tense moments of his entire life:

ok but the car TALKS TO YOU?? you’re FRIENDS? HOW????

[si-fii]

Metal Gay Solid or something

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[ceaseless-watchers-special-girl]

remember when we (by we i mean i) thought nureyev was going to propose in that journal. and then he broke up with juno. what in the legally blonde

[keondrawss]

guess who just finished tpp s2

[delilah-briarwood]

Am I the only one who thought the Executives gave up way too easily? I mean, I expected them to put up more of a fight. Which does raise the question: Did Juno really leave with Nureyev? Was there some grand rescue scheme where he gave up on Slip, rescued Juno, and they had an iconic confession? Or is this is just a simulation in Juno’s head?

[dolly-is-cool]

straight people? in my hyperion city? it’s more likely than you think.

[jhnnyjstr]

do you think peter ever wakes from dreams of slip jackson with the same terror as when he was 17

[mechanical-v1scera]

shout out to the penumbra podcast for normalizing men with feminine voices. don’t think i realized until now how much hearing characters like cecil kanagawa and slip jackson actually helped with my voice dysphoria

[eldritcheyecryptid]

Juno Steel and the Thief’s Honor spoilers without context:

[koszmarnybudyn]

Juno deserves a little broding, as a treat.

[pippalovestunabrick]

Juno: I'm coming with you.

Nureyev: ...Fine. But take that blaster with you, at the very least.

[escapingarchives]

thinking about Man in Glass and what if

there's a pause when they're running away after stealing the map where they're hiding, quickly, in a dark corner of the garden, until the nearest guard leaves

they're both panting from all the running (how Juno manages it in those heels is a mystery) and Nureyev turns back to face him, to tell him it's time to move.

oh. for a split second, Juno (brilliant Juno, heartbreaking Juno, a very different Juno) looks at his lips. Nureyev's running on adrenaline and danger, his composure rattled by what the detective has put him through tonight. He's high on the heist and how they work so well together. He's still deeply hurt, but in the whirlwind of emotions he wants-

well. maybe he lays a hand on Juno's chest, leans in a little and-

closes the distance to kiss him roughly, pushes him up against the brick wall of the corner they're hiding in. Juno's frozen for a second before he melts and kisses him back, hard. Nureyev's hand glides over his chest adorned in beautiful gold, across the open back of the gown and presses his fingers into the small of the detective's back. Juno makes a quiet sound, and Nureyev wants to drag more of those lovely sounds from him, moves to-

file away for future consideration.

"We need to go," Nureyev says instead, removing the hand he just laid on Juno's chest, tearing his eyes away from the detective's unkissed lips.

"...yeah," Juno replies after a beat. He hikes up the skirt of his gown, and then they're running again. Together.