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candlecoo-sideb-art · 4 months
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Juno Steel and the Life Not Lived
Current | Part 2
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asexualsoup · 9 months
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Not sure if this comparison has been made yet but I had to do it. Can’t believe a Hadestown AU finally broke my fanart block. 
(also guess who only recently first watched Hadestown. I’m soooo late to this party) 
Wait for me, I'm comin' Wait, I'm comin' with you Wait for me, I'm comin' too I'm coming too 
[ID: A fan art piece of Juno Steel and Peter Nureyev from The Penumbra Podcast dressed as Orpheus and Eurydice from Hadestown, in full color. 
Juno, dressed in Orpheus’ pants, shirt, and suspenders stands facing the viewer. His head is turned over his left shoulder to look at Nureyev behind him, and Juno holds up a dahlia and a rose to him. 
Nureyev stands with his back to Juno’s. He is dressed in Eurydice’s final outfit from Hadestown, with dark blue overalls and a cloth wrap around his chest. He peers over his right shoulder at Juno, arms crossed, looking like he wishes he could join Juno but knows he can’t. 
Text: “Wait for me. I’m coming with you.” 
The text is an excerpt from the song Wait for Me from Hadestown. 
End ID] 
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Okay but sometime post-Izuku finding out about the Dad for One situation, Shoto gets asked by Natsuo to drag him over for a conversation.
Natsuo: "Hey so. I know it would probably erase everything all of us have been through naratively but in /theory/ could you take the fireproofing out of my Quirk and put it in Toya? Hate to say 'dad has a point' but if I could make things easier for him..."
Izuku: "eh..... While it seems like the active and passive abilities of Hellflame and Heaven's Frost are separate genetics that can end up in different combinations without necessarily canceling out, once it's created like that it's entirely locked. So I can't separate the fireproof ability, I'd have to take your entire Quirk and give it to him, which wouldn't be healthy for you so even if you get self-sacrificing no one's going to agree."
Shoto: "Firstly: you're not allowed to talk about others being self-sacrificial. Secondly: How come you can take singular aspects of my Quirk?"
Izuku: "Oh! Because your Chimeraism makes it different! Your Quirk is technically two separate Quirks stored in two separate sets of DNA, despite you being a singular person. So I can take the Fire or Ice on their own. But when I do that I take both active and passive abilities of each."
Natsuo: "Understandable: Follow up question: What's the moral stance on pranking my parents by swapping their Quirks for a day?"
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sadberrystuff · 6 months
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ugh slamming head against walls etc etc I need to draw MoulinRouge!Jupeter or my head will explode. I need Christian!Juno and Satine!Peter to exist right now and with the will of the gods it will be done
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capt-loverboy · 2 years
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The Penumbra Podcast au! Also the purpliest art I've ever done
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kitsuna21 · 2 months
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Juno steel and the 36 questions!
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koszmarnybudyn · 4 months
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Juno deserves a little broding, as a treat.
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twasforresearch · 7 months
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oh we are SO fucking back tpp tangled au (throwback to the very first art i ever posted. man time sure flies)
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ananxiousgenz · 1 month
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TPP HADESTOWN AU PART 8: song for a caged lovebird
IT'S PART 8 WHAAAT this is absolutely insane, i'm having so much fun rn <3
this is a lil shorter but it's very interesting, so as usual, enjoy
EDIT THAT I FORGOR: this is now gonna be titled "song for a caged lovebird" from here on out, thanks for the idea jay <3
all my tpp homies in the house!!! if you are in my walls, please leave (jk i love you i'll bring you snacks)!!!! @smidgen-of-hotboy @ceaseless-watchers-special-girl @one-joe-spoopy @urjover @waters-and-the-wilde @demonic-panini
His eyes fluttered open at the sound of the door. It was dark.
He wasn’t quite sure of the time or his location. He was laying on something soft, he knew that much. A bed, maybe? He had been sleeping, or so he thought. He felt groggy, disoriented, still tethered to the world of dreams by a song that he couldn’t quite seem to shake out of his mind. Was it his own voice singing it, or someone else's? He almost thought he heard a train whistle in the distance, but knew the train line hadn’t run in months, not since the rails had frozen over with ice so thick it couldn’t be melted.
The world felt so strange. There was a heavy knot lying in the pit of his stomach, like something horrible had happened, but he couldn’t quite tell what. Was it his own doing? Someone else’s? He felt almost completely certain it had to do with someone going missing, but no more details sprang to mind.
The person who had entered the room was talking. He didn’t process what they said. 
He tried to sit up to face them. He knew whatever was being said was important. He had to pay attention. But a wave of dizziness overtook him, and he fell back down. They asked a question, and when he didn’t respond, they turned and left.
He let them go. He didn’t have the energy to stop them or ask them to repeat themselves. Sleep was already tugging his eyelids closed again. He let it come, and gently slipped back into a world of dreams.
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Far below the ground, there was a factory town.
This town was old, old enough that no one could really remember when it began. All anyone really knew was that it was hell on Earth. Giant metal works spun rusty gears through all hours of the day and night, and blast furnaces and refineries threw their dragon-fire heat out into the town. Housing was small and cramped and never used, stacked like smashed crates in the rare cooler corner of town, right next to the assembly lines for cars and TV screens. Mines worked overtime to produce rare gemstones and pure gold, and on the outskirts of town, there was a wall. And that was where most of the people worked.
There were a lot of people. Maybe millions, if one really took the time to count. Backs bent to their work, eyes milky white with focus, pickaxe or shovel or wheelbarrow in hand. Different ages and races and genders, but they all had two things in common: they kept their heads down, and they belonged to the king of this land.
Some had signed their souls away in an attempt to avoid their own death. Some had done it in the name of a loved one. Some had even done it in the hopes of getting paid. But that didn’t matter now. None of them could remember anything about their lives before Hadestown anyway. They did what they were told, and they had been told to forget and to work.
So they did.
At the center of town, in a grand office in a high tower, staring out a window at his beautiful city, was the king.
He had always been a crafter, an inventor of sorts. But this was on a far greater scale than anything he had ever imagined when he was a child. He was proud of his beauty, his greatest creation. But it had always been missing something to him. As grand as his factories were, and as many souls as he and his executives had gained to carry out the work, something was just never quite right. He had always hungered after something else, something from his past he hadn’t been able to take with him into the underworld.
Now, though. Now he had finally acquired the missing piece, and everything would finally be perfect.
One of the executives appeared in the doorway behind him. “The target you requested is nearly here, my associate.”
He nodded, not turning away from the window. “Very good. Bring him up to the office as soon as he gets here. I need to speak with him.”
“As you wish, my associate.”
He grinned a bit to himself. It had been years, but he was certain the man he was bringing here would be happy to see him again. They had been so close when they were younger, and he had never forgotten the time they spent together. He hoped that, even for old times sake, the man would want to stay with him a while. He hoped he would be impressed by everything he had created in his absence. It was all for him, after all.
The door creaked open behind him. “You have a visitor, my associate.”
He finally turned away from the window to face the door and watched as the man stumbled through into the office.
The years had certainly changed him. He was tall now, not short as he had been, but still as thin as ever, hair dark and messy and heavy circles beneath his eyes. One lens of his glasses was shattered, his clothes were ragged and torn, and there was a large dark stain cascading down the front of his shirt, coming from a mostly closed wound on his neck. Gods, even looking as terrible as he did, he was still as handsome as he had been when they were kids. He looked tired and frightened and horribly angry, but as soon as he saw him, he went completely pale in disbelief, jaw working furiously as he struggled to find something to say.
The man by the window grinned. “Hello, Petya. It’s been a while.”
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janusfanatic · 2 months
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[the sides discussing what they’d wish for if they were given a wish]
Logan: I would wish for everyone of us to receive of a wish.
Roman: Typically wishing for more wishes is considered taboo.
Logan: Then I would wish for that taboo to be lifted, as well as an additional wish. And with that additional wish I would wish for all of us to receive a wish.
Virgil: You can’t do that. If you did that, you might as well wish for a million wishes.
Logan: An excellent idea. I wish for a million wishes, then.
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candlecoo-sideb-art · 28 days
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Doing some concept sketches of dream!juno in my Life not Lived au. He's just such a pretty lady.
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krislgfox · 7 days
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Just wanted to post this :_]
(Also kinda a test of my new pen in Ibispaint)
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Other Kinito au Kinito doesn't know how he looks like at the current time, so he drew himself before his trauma events(also he got a little redesign)
And School au is just went silly, don't judge him, he's an old guy(in his 30th) (Cannibal au Kinito[aka his husband] belongs to @sebastiannarrator)
Orig(found it on Pinterest so idk who author is)↓
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also re: the CC version of the identity reveal and the everyone being confused is just.
Various LoV memebers: "I feel so betrayed that you were totally a Hero the whole time and just using us!"
Toya: "Yeah gee I don't know what you fuckers expect when you keep kidnapping and torturing Heroes as a recruitment tactic! Even when it works, it tends to eventually backfire!"
Most of the LoV: "...... what.... what the fuck do you mean by 'kidnap and torture'?"
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sadberrystuff · 5 months
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there'd be so much depth to a junoverse fnaf au, especially if it's fnaf movie lore based
(fnaf movie spoilers ahead if you haven't seen!)
okay so Juno's the role of Mike. I'd assume that Peter or Sasha would be the role of Vanessa, most likely Peter being sent by Sasha, like the first episode. who would be William Afton? Mag makes the most sense on the fnaf side, but Slip makes more sense for the TPP side. Or maybe Ramses? Ramses would fit well for Juno but Mag fits with Peter as the police officer role. It'd be funny if Rita was a dual Phone Guy and Abby, maybe talking to him for the first few nights before jumping in with Juno at the end?
also, I'm thinking of "Five Nights at Buddy's". Besides being hella funny, consider Buddy, Vespa, Jet, and probably Annie Wire and Benzaiten having been stuffed in animatronics along the way. Maybe Slip as a Puppet equivalent? I don't think I'd assign each of them an existing fnaf animatronic, they deserve their own. might draw that later so excuse my postponed art brainrot.
anyways so Mick Mercury is the Matpat waiter and that's the only important point I have to make
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watcherglowcloud · 6 months
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ao3 users are so lucky i don't write because i was just in a romantic tragedy and i am having Ideas
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of-swords-and-princes · 7 months
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yeehaw and also arrrr
bonus panel:
about 3 seconds later...
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