Dear Shadow, Alive and Well

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎…

[juno-and-mag]

For What Did We Work Towards?

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[juno-and-mag]

If I recall correctly from earlier, Detai is the goddess of death. Why exactly are you with her right now?

“𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙾𝚛…𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜.”

“…𝙾𝚑. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔.”

[juno-and-mag]

Juno's brain was a riled up mess. Riddled with guilt and blaming himself for Mag's fury, and suffocated by his anger at Notado Detai and her cruelty towards his sibling. None of it made sense. Injuries flashing with burning needles of pain--memories of when Mag and Juno were safe--the Train and Hiraeth and Myst and QD and Rhine and Vera and--and Detai's unclear wants--

anger and fear and pain and sadness and tears and happiness and nostalgia and frustration and confusion and disappointment and pain and the suffocating feeling of oil crawling up his neck and up through his eyes--

The halls of Kanosoni Detai were a strange place. Not exactly in The Linking Gardens as the typical person knew them, but not quite outside of them. It was woven into the fabric of the universe as they knew it, but the murals of days long past made the whole place have a terribly aged atmosphere. Old, forgotten tapestries hung, clean but still forgotten. The floors were spotless, but they felt as if they would crumble away at a moment’s notice. The whole place used to be so lively…but now…

Was that even true? Was that an invention of Juno’s mind? Was this whole place miserable throughout its existence, and was the only concept of illumination only brought forth by Juno and Mag as they danced through the corridors, scheming and laughing?

It must have been. Everything seemed so much darker without Mag.

Juno had not even tried to find his room yet. It was probably destroyed. Notado Detai probably wanted nothing to do with him, or Mag for that matter.

I wonder if Notado Detai…she would not. She cannot be…that cruel…

Still, he found himself using her epithet of death. Maybe she had killed them.

He brushed past a mural on the wall. Old, but lovingly carved. The organic seed and plant pastes used to dye the illustration were fading. It was depicting the fall of Kanosoni Aedalu to Sickness and Destruction, and the failure of Kanosoni Detai in rescuing her sister. No writing in sight, so clearly a relic from before the Phonecian Outrea—

“You know history quite well, don’t you?”

Juno jumped and whirled around, expecting to see the Kanosoni towering above him. Instead, she had lowered herself down to Juno’s height. It hardly counted as a polite gesture, she had still made herself taller than him. 

“Well,” Juno thinks back to the centuries he spent excitedly studying all the history he could get his hands on, “yes. I suppose so. I taught history to Hiraeth when I was still riding the Primordial Sea’s Train.” Juno fully turned around as he shifted the tip of his ghostly form to mimic a circling hand movement.

“What history did you teach?” The goddess asked, wandering over to the mural and dragging her hand down its length.

“Primary Earth’s history, for the most part. It was the one the others could connect and add to the most, in addition to my particular interest in it.” 

“...I see.” Ninokada Detai hummed as she considered Juno’s words. She did not look back at Juno. “You know the story of Sickness and Destruction, yes?”

“Of course.” Juno floated back, watching the goddess warily. Why would she…the only connection that the two have to Primary Earth is that they spurred on the Bubonic Plague in 134—

“So then you would be familiar with how they used me.” Ninokada Detai interrupted Juno’s thought tangent with a bitter, sharp tone. Her face was a cloud of anger, guilt, and weariness. 

“Pardon?”

“As you know,” she gestured to the mural with a defeated hand wave, “the two siblings took advantage of the relative freedom I granted them. They almost snuffed out my sister’s soni, which could have destroyed all of our lives.”

“I am…aware of this.” Juno’s translucent brow furrowed. “I was there.” He winced at the self-imposed reminder of his age.

“Would it be so abnormal to think that their betrayal of my trust…hurt me?” Ninokada Detai turned back to Juno with an unreadable expression. Her ghostly, billowing hair seemed to almost deflate.

“...What?”

Ninokada Detai looks back at Juno with a disappointed frown, towering over Juno without the extra height. “Juno.” Her voice was an intimidating deadpan. “You are old enough to know the life of an immortal. No one expects us to have…emotional responses. You know this, don’t you?”

Juno stuttered under the weight of the goddess’s disappointed tone. “N-no, I suppose not.” He considered this as he responded. “I would expect someone—anyone—to feel betrayed when someone takes their trust for granted. So, yes. I suppose I do understand that.”

“Recall when exactly you were first banished from my halls?”

Juno bristled and backed up. “Why would you even mention—”

“Quite a bit after 1347 C.E., correct? So, I urge you to wonder why I might feel a painful reminder of Sickness and Destruction when two similar siblings take advantage of my trust.”

Juno defensively curled up. “Was this who—”

“Juno,” Ninokada Detai’s face softened, “as much as you betrayed my trust, yours has also been treated the same. I see my pain in you, pain you don’t know is even there.”

She carefully inhales and exhales.

“You’re scared, and I know you are.”

Juno’s face snapped to one of confusion and fury, sending out angry waves of heat as he uncoiled. “Scared?” He looked appalled at the mere suggestion.

Ninokada Detai’s expression wrinkled into one of pained sympathy and sadness. Her head tipped to the side. “You don’t know who to trust anymore, do you.”

The room entered a deafeningly silent standstill. Each wave of the furious heat Juno sent out seemed to make the room glow brighter, creating a similar illusion to the past days of when Mag was still safe with him. The dense air pounded against the walls and floors, and even Detai’s ever shifting hair seemed to move slower.

And Juno didn’t know what to say. All of it, frankly, made no sense—Sickness and Destruction’s betrayal was nothing like what Mag had done to Juno. Kanosoni Detai had done nothing wrong, Juno had. Juno broke the construct that was both of theirs by right, Kanosoni Detai had merely let her creations be free. But still, her patient and sad expression—didn’t she hold the epithet Ninokada?—made him question himself.

No. The situations were nothing alike. She had to be lying, manipulating the situation to make herself the hero.

“Good day, Notado Detai.”

He was right. She was wrong.

That had to be the truth. That had to be it.

But as he swiftly made his way away…

He couldn’t help but question his logic.

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Okay okay I know this ruins the tone but I owe you an explanation for the different terms used in front of "Detai" in this. Different epithets are used to describe the goddesses in this world and what role they are playing out. I use the epithets to highlight how I want Detai to be seen. However, I will not be saying what the epithets mean. The creator giving answers without being asked in a character ask blog?! Unheard of!

[juno-and-mag]

Is Detai the one who destroyed your construct?

“𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝—𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔…𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎…𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎.”

“𝙸𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚗𝚘.”

[juno-and-mag]

tell me more about your construct

”…𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎.”

“𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒—𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝.”

…

[juno-and-mag]

that’s cool. Have a good night Juno.

“𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝—𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛—?”

[juno-and-mag]

(foaming out the mouth) what exactly happened. How did Hira help.

“…𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑…𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖…𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.”

…

“𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑, 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍.”

[juno-and-mag]

Where are you, Juno?

(translated)

“𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒’𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝…𝚋𝚢 𝙼𝚊𝚐. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎…𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝. 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛’𝚜…𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝…”

…

“𝙾𝚑! 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.”

[juno-and-mag]

wya homeboy.

“𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝…𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎…𝚘𝚛…”

“𝙰…𝚘𝚑𝚑𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙳…𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜…𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎?”

[juno-and-mag]

are you doing any better?

“…𝙽𝚘…𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢…𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜. 𝚂𝚘, 𝚗𝚘. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.”

[juno-and-mag]

what would you if you abandoned the construct?

“𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎.”

“…𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝…𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗…𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜…𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝙸𝚗 𝚒𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎… 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚐.”

[juno-and-mag]

Y’know what actually I think I’m funny

live footage of Juno’s construct breaking/j

[juno-and-mag]

what would you if you abandoned the construct?

“𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎.”

“…𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝…𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗…𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜…𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝙸𝚗 𝚒𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎… 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚐.”

[juno-and-mag]

If you could go back, would you…treat mag, well, how he was treated?

also, about those nicknames…

”𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝…𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜? 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎…𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.”

…

“𝙾𝚑! 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛!”

[juno-and-mag]

hi Juno how’s it been

since in universe it’s been like 0 time between asks I’m gonna just answer this one OOC to explain where I’ve been

I freaking lost motivation LOLLLLL

But I’ll get back to it…production might fluctuate but I’ll try to get stuff out :3

[juno-and-mag]

Do you believe this man touches minors

“…𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝…𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗…𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑…𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝.”

(He peers closer at this ask (idk how he’s doingthisdont ask me LOL)

”𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙼𝚈𝚂𝚃?! 𝙽𝙾, 𝙸 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙷𝙴 ‘𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂’ 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂?! 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙰𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽!”

[juno-and-mag]

what did you do wrong with Mag

“𝙸…𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚒𝚝…𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍…𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛! 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍…𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕…𝙸…𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙼𝚊𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍…”

“𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒? 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝—𝙸 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖…𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢…”

[juno-and-mag]

do you remember any particularly stinky individual?

“𝙽𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢.”