ジュジュ💜💙
@heigenmoonlight.bsky.social
ジュジュ/Juju。女性(🏳️🌈!)
Mostly here to rant, English, french, 日本語🆗
舞-Hime、(静なつ、シズナツ!)
I write fics in English, mostly ShizNat!
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Mostly here to rant, English, french, 日本語🆗
舞-Hime、(静なつ、シズナツ!)
I write fics in English, mostly ShizNat!
Profile pic by @augustster11.bsky.social
Header by Badasserywomen on Tumblr
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ジュジュ💜💙
@heigenmoonlight.bsky.social
· Jan 4
Ideas I want to write about:
-in Zwei, Natsuki POV when she sees Shizuru turned to stone and how she handles it. We only see her reaction in the manga but nothing in the anime, we just have a hint she's missing her when she calls someone else Shizuru and when she says "I'm not as good as you are"
-in Zwei, Natsuki POV when she sees Shizuru turned to stone and how she handles it. We only see her reaction in the manga but nothing in the anime, we just have a hint she's missing her when she calls someone else Shizuru and when she says "I'm not as good as you are"
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Peak - From Bill (ridingrobots.bsky.social) - https://flic.kr/p/2j2Q8hs
November 19, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Peak - From Bill (ridingrobots.bsky.social) - https://flic.kr/p/2j2Q8hs
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We report after sunset, looking out towards the east. The weak glow on the clouds is like someone has turned off the light, but left the door ajar as they went. The nightlight flickers; we get to see the last cloud melt into the night before it starts raining.
November 20, 2025 at 12:06 AM
We report after sunset, looking out towards the east. The weak glow on the clouds is like someone has turned off the light, but left the door ajar as they went. The nightlight flickers; we get to see the last cloud melt into the night before it starts raining.
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We report: we felt cold, so we walked fast, and now we feel too warm. This is the way it goes. In the clouds, corroding steel wool is unraveling, scratching up the whole sky across. Whatever bird we see is flying near the ground. We hear hail coming in the distance.
November 19, 2025 at 12:26 AM
We report: we felt cold, so we walked fast, and now we feel too warm. This is the way it goes. In the clouds, corroding steel wool is unraveling, scratching up the whole sky across. Whatever bird we see is flying near the ground. We hear hail coming in the distance.
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We report in the early afternoon, when the sun is still high and white. Something has changed in the atmospheric pressure, after weeks of the same. We do not know the exact correlation between all these warm, cold fronts, anticyclones and depressions… But we know it is cold now.
November 18, 2025 at 12:07 AM
We report in the early afternoon, when the sun is still high and white. Something has changed in the atmospheric pressure, after weeks of the same. We do not know the exact correlation between all these warm, cold fronts, anticyclones and depressions… But we know it is cold now.
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We report: the sunset is on the wind, the colours are moving down its flow. There is sun in our eyes, somehow, even though we are almost certain that it ought to be behind the horizon by now. We watch a paper bag tumble down the street with an odd sense of awe.
November 17, 2025 at 12:50 AM
We report: the sunset is on the wind, the colours are moving down its flow. There is sun in our eyes, somehow, even though we are almost certain that it ought to be behind the horizon by now. We watch a paper bag tumble down the street with an odd sense of awe.
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We report on a day that we stumbled through, tired, our mind stuck somewhere else. Only now, with the stars above our head, do we feel a little awake. Distant houses watch us with their orange eyes, but we do not feel observed, and we find our solace in this darkness.
November 15, 2025 at 11:35 PM
We report on a day that we stumbled through, tired, our mind stuck somewhere else. Only now, with the stars above our head, do we feel a little awake. Distant houses watch us with their orange eyes, but we do not feel observed, and we find our solace in this darkness.
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November 14, 2025 at 7:36 AM
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Dancing Together At The End Of The World
Pen and Ink on Arches paper, approx 7" x 10"
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Commission from late last year completed this week (thank you so, so much for your patience.)
Pen and Ink on Arches paper, approx 7" x 10"
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Commission from late last year completed this week (thank you so, so much for your patience.)
July 17, 2025 at 9:16 PM
Dancing Together At The End Of The World
Pen and Ink on Arches paper, approx 7" x 10"
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Commission from late last year completed this week (thank you so, so much for your patience.)
Pen and Ink on Arches paper, approx 7" x 10"
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Commission from late last year completed this week (thank you so, so much for your patience.)
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We report: after the fact, we think we drove through the rainbow, or by it, or under it. We cannot recall how it went exactly, although there were a lot of light and colours, and the rain glittered. And then, the rainbow faded so soon anyway, the whole moment felt like a dream.
November 15, 2025 at 12:10 AM
We report: after the fact, we think we drove through the rainbow, or by it, or under it. We cannot recall how it went exactly, although there were a lot of light and colours, and the rain glittered. And then, the rainbow faded so soon anyway, the whole moment felt like a dream.
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We report in a moment of infinite sky, when the bird that is flying the highest looks like it might be in outer space, a minuscule white dot floating among the highest cirrus of the atmosphere. It makes us take a big breath, knowing that we could not possibly run out of air.
November 14, 2025 at 12:28 AM
We report in a moment of infinite sky, when the bird that is flying the highest looks like it might be in outer space, a minuscule white dot floating among the highest cirrus of the atmosphere. It makes us take a big breath, knowing that we could not possibly run out of air.
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We report: some clouds have taken it upon themselves to kickstart the sunset before the rest of the sky. First, the threads of gold that snag onto our eyelashes, and then the rush of humidity that takes hold of the air. We feel sparks and shivers in the crook of our neck.
November 12, 2025 at 11:50 PM
We report: some clouds have taken it upon themselves to kickstart the sunset before the rest of the sky. First, the threads of gold that snag onto our eyelashes, and then the rush of humidity that takes hold of the air. We feel sparks and shivers in the crook of our neck.
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We report in the tall grass that remains when ferns have dried up and wilted. There is a skylark practicing its lilting flight across the meadows, the only moving part of this hushed morning. We follow the desire paths of foxes and boars along the trees, trying to dodge cobwebs.
November 11, 2025 at 11:04 PM
We report in the tall grass that remains when ferns have dried up and wilted. There is a skylark practicing its lilting flight across the meadows, the only moving part of this hushed morning. We follow the desire paths of foxes and boars along the trees, trying to dodge cobwebs.
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We report: we stepped out of the train station, and the whole sky fell on our head, all at once, and it was hail, too. We considered walking in that weather for a second, but the sky continued on falling, so we decided against it. We stood there, dripping on the tiled floor.
November 11, 2025 at 12:10 AM
We report: we stepped out of the train station, and the whole sky fell on our head, all at once, and it was hail, too. We considered walking in that weather for a second, but the sky continued on falling, so we decided against it. We stood there, dripping on the tiled floor.
SO CUTE, ah I'd love to have something like that personalised to look like my Junon! It'd be very cute and a very nice memory...
November 10, 2025 at 6:05 PM
SO CUTE, ah I'd love to have something like that personalised to look like my Junon! It'd be very cute and a very nice memory...
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November 10, 2025 at 8:24 AM
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We report in the deep afternoon, which is not very deep these days - one step to the side, and the sunset already grabs us by our feet. In the meantime, there is something really good in the clouds today, in their willingness to bloom into the light. We remember why we look up.
November 10, 2025 at 12:48 AM
We report in the deep afternoon, which is not very deep these days - one step to the side, and the sunset already grabs us by our feet. In the meantime, there is something really good in the clouds today, in their willingness to bloom into the light. We remember why we look up.
Satisfied with my progress on this chapter and happy to be finding some kind of balance between my activities and most importantly, a real motivation for them!
I'm truly having a lot of fun writing that story and I'm making some progress in Japanese too hihi!
Now time for a walk and photography!
I'm truly having a lot of fun writing that story and I'm making some progress in Japanese too hihi!
Now time for a walk and photography!
November 9, 2025 at 3:28 PM
Satisfied with my progress on this chapter and happy to be finding some kind of balance between my activities and most importantly, a real motivation for them!
I'm truly having a lot of fun writing that story and I'm making some progress in Japanese too hihi!
Now time for a walk and photography!
I'm truly having a lot of fun writing that story and I'm making some progress in Japanese too hihi!
Now time for a walk and photography!
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We report: a lot of the time, when we think about November during all the other months of the year, it is something like this; that or the rain, but there has not been as much of that so far. In this way, as all our memories match up, we live in all of our Novembers at once.
November 8, 2025 at 11:18 PM
We report: a lot of the time, when we think about November during all the other months of the year, it is something like this; that or the rain, but there has not been as much of that so far. In this way, as all our memories match up, we live in all of our Novembers at once.
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We report in the complete absence of the sun: it is as dark as we remember it from previous nights, when the sun also was not there. We are counting all the other suns that we are now able to observe. Our expert insists that we do not need to count stars every time we see them.
November 7, 2025 at 11:57 PM
We report in the complete absence of the sun: it is as dark as we remember it from previous nights, when the sun also was not there. We are counting all the other suns that we are now able to observe. Our expert insists that we do not need to count stars every time we see them.
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We report: even with the weight of the sky, the clouds are rushing by. There is no time even for rain now, only the obfuscation of daylight, and the impression of a torrent streaming across the sky. The same few spots of blue curiously remain open through it all.
November 7, 2025 at 12:04 AM
We report: even with the weight of the sky, the clouds are rushing by. There is no time even for rain now, only the obfuscation of daylight, and the impression of a torrent streaming across the sky. The same few spots of blue curiously remain open through it all.