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mydearsteven · 1 year
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Double Stevens!!
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promt: in which SOMEHOW Steven got himself split up with his gem-sona(?).. please don’t ask me how
featuring: Teen!Steven x Reader x Pink Steven
Steven has been rather off as of late, he rarely came out from his house, not attending any of little homeschool meetings, and became a little distant from you. It made you really sad, so today you decided that you’ll buy him his favorite donut and visit him on his house.
“hey, Lars! how’s the business doing?” the pink haired boy immediately look towards you and smiled once he recognized who it was. “Oh hey __! man its been so long since i’ve seen you. And my business is doing great than ever, the gems really liked my baked goods.” Lars smiled at you feeling happy that the two of you finally saw eachother again after a few weeks. He instinctively look around to see that there’s no Steven following you from behind, it was unusual for Lars to not see his half gem half human friend not following his partner like a lost puppy.
“hey __? where’s Steven? its unusual for him to not holding your hand or following you until the end of the day.” Lars questioned you with his head slowly tilting to the side, you only let out a sigh. “i don’t know Lars.. he hasn’t been out from his house for like three days? four? though i want to visit him today.” you dropped your head only to be patted by Lars.
“its okay __! i’m sure he’s okay, that’s good that you visit him today. Here’s your order, have a nice day!” you took your orders from him and wave at him while walking towards Steven’s house.
you walked towards Steven’s house feeling that something bad must’ve happened to why he hasn’t come out from his house for the past couple of days, your anxieties grew on each steps you took. Once you’re finally at his house you gently knock on the door and opened up the door only yo be met by two Stevens.
“__? wait WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE” Steven looked at you hopefully before finally realizing that you’re inside his house and was looking at Pink Steven. You look at both of the Stevens with wide eyes, yes today you wanted to visit your boyfriend… boyfriends..? but you didn’t expect that there would be two of him now.
Steven could only ran to you and hugged you close, feeling relieved that you’re here now. He’s tired dealing his pink version already, you only laughed softly as you rub circles around his back. You noticed that Pink Steven was walking towards you two but the thing you didn’t expect was him hugging you too from behind. Now you have two Stevens hugging you.
What you didn’t know was Steven sending a death stare to his other half while Pink Steven could only give Steven his usual stoic face. After hugging them both for awhile you finally took a notice of the bags under Steven’s eyes, indicating that he probably doesn’t sleep while dealing of his other half.
“Steven, please don’t tell me you didn’t sleep for the past couple of days..?” you take your hand to put it on his cheek while rubbing it gently, making him to sigh and put his hand on yours. “im sorry, __. But he’s very hard to take care with without him breaking every single thing he touch.” Steven spoke in a soft manner but still gritted his teeth on the last words, you pout at him and turn around to Pink Steven only to see him grab your other hand and put it against his, wanting to feel your warm hand.
your pout turned into a soft smile before sighing and took both of the Steven’s to his(their?) room with you sitting in between of the two Stevens. The three of you are ended up watching a movie. The one scene has a lover kissing their partner over and over again on their face, that leads Pink Steven wanting to try to do that to you since you’re technically his partner right?
you were caught by suprise when you were attacked by kisses from Pink Steven, you could see a glimpse of a darker shade of pink on his cheeks as he send kisses towards all over your face. Steven was flabbergasted at the sight of HIS partner with a version of himself. He take this as a challenge and now begin kissing your face also. You were laughing so much because of how much it tickles with the two of them now kissing your face over and over again.
let’s say that the night ends up the three of you abandoning the movies and went off into a deep sleep with smiles on your faces while cuddling close to eachothers.
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universellie · 1 year
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What if you were new to Beach City, and the first person you met was Pink Steven?
[Steven Universe x gn reader]
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You’d be in Beach City on the hunt for a sense of self. Trying to figure out what and who you are, an identity. The unassuming small town would be the most perfect place to begin.
You’d be walking along the beach, pondering life in general, maybe what you would have for dinner when an almost 7ft glowing pink man would hurtle towards you.
He’d be making frustrated sounds as sand lifted with every step he took. Gripping his head, muttering nonsense. It was a simultaneously terrifying and intriguing at the same time.
You thought if this wasn’t a chance to make your life interesting, then what the hell was?
You’d wave a hand, calling out “Hey, you okay?” as he was about to barrel past. He’d slide to a halt, turning to look at you. “Who are you?” he’d question, tilting his head to the side.
You’d introduce yourself, he’d stomp closer, bending down to be at your eye level. His eyes would be wide and curious as they studied you. You’d notice the diamond shape pupil.
After the introductions, he would nervously apologise, explaining to you that he was just stressed out.
“You can talk to me if you need to Steven, I’ve got a free evening and an un-judgemental ear.” You’d affirm, sitting on the sand opposite him, idly scribbling nonsense.
He’d explain he’d had some past… issues, things he never worked through. He never went into detail about it but instead avoided eye contact.
You would both talk about your hobbies, where you came from, your families etc. Stevens mood would alter every now and then with his pink glow varying between it’s intensity.
Eventually he come to a soft dim glow, he’d turn, pulling you into a tight bear hug. You would feel him shrink around you back to what must be his normal size. His massive arms crushing you in their grip, huge hands splayed across your back. He would bury his face in the space between your face and shoulder. Taking a deep breath, he would breath you in.
“Thank you.”
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frogspond200 · 10 months
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Can I request yandere steven universe headcanons? I think he would be a very soft yandere even after the events of future.I’m also really curious to know if he would use his powers on the reader like the bubbles,the dream powers,maybe even trap them in roses room? Whatever you decide I would really like a gender neutral darling.Mame sure to take care of yourself and have a good day!☺️
❖Yandere Steven Headcanons❖
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❖ despite the events, He would still have his sweet and caring nature, but his obsession with the reader would drive him to extreme measures.
❖ While Steven’s powers could potentially be used on the reader, it’s important to note that he would struggle with the idea of hurting them. Instead, he might rely more on manipulation and emotional control to keep the reader close to him.
❖ One possible manifestation of his tendencies could be the use of his bubbles. Trapping the reader from any an all attempt to drif away from him.
❖ Another power he might utilize is his ability to enter the dreams of others. Steven could invade the reader’s dreams, ensuring that they constantly think of him and only him. This would deepen his hold on their mind and emotions.
❖ In extreme cases, Steven might resort to trapping the reader in Rose’s Room, he could create an idealized world where everything revolves around their relationship, and the reader is completely under his control. Creating a happy little environment for his darling...
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faelapis · 15 days
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Something Better chapter 30 - "Her Cave" - is out NOW!
Something Better is my Jasper-centric Steven Universe fanfic, canon compliant, set after the events of SU Future. It deals with Jasper trying to find meaning in her life without a Diamond.
Deals with themes of existentialism, the absurd, the non-linear path to healing, the conflict of religious trauma vs religious hope, and also there's Jaspearl. Click the link above to read it!
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mouschiwrites · 2 months
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thought I should request something steven universe themed if you wanted to write it!!!!
how about a PLATONIC steven universe × human fem reader when she's sick!! I literally have the worst fever it's killing me anyways!! good luck !!!
HOW did this turn out so long…. anyway, sickness solidarity my friend 😞 I have also been struck ill
Word count: 1k
Steven Universe - Sick?! (Steven [platonic])
Steven perked up when the ringing tone of his phone suddenly cut off. Your voice came through, huskily rasping: “Hello?”
“Hiii Y/n!” He chirped, kicking his legs back and forth merrily as they dangled from the couch. He had been miserably bored for… twenty minutes now, if the clock was still working. He’d called hoping that you’d be available to help ease his boredom, but he couldn’t help the feeling that something was off. Usually you didn’t answer so quickly, but there was something else too, something he couldn’t quite pin.
“Wait a minute. You aren’t usually home at this time of day.”
“Yeah,” you sighed. “I’m not feeling too well, so I stayed home.”
Steven brought a hand to grip his hair dramatically. “You’re sick?!”
You tried to laugh; you didn’t need to see him to know what he was doing. But it just came out as a sad little wheeze, and you had to regain your wind before you could speak again.
“I’ll be fine. I took some medicine, just waiting for it to kick—”
“Hold on, Y/n!”
He hung up. You looked at your phone screen, frowning. Should I be afraid..?
You were trying to sleep a little, if only to escape your throbbing headache (and all the other aches too numerous to name), but you awoke to the sound of pounding at your door.
You groaned, tugging your blanket over your head. But you could no longer ignore the noise when it was suddenly accompanied by an all-too-familiar voice shouting: “Y/n! Y/nnnn! Are you dead?! I’m coming in!”
Now you were awake. You flew out of bed at the sound of your front door opening, ignoring your wailing muscles for the time and scuttling down the hall.
“Steven, you can’t just break into my house,” you tried to sound firm, but you just didn’t have the energy. You cursed yourself, dragging a hand down your feverish face ruefully.
Steven had set his burger backpack on your kitchen table and was rummaging through it, completely ignoring you.
“I brought soup—it’s canned, I hope that’s okay—and movies, and coloring books, and regular books, and…” he held the bag wide open, clearly looking for something else.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he plunged his hand into the bag and triumphantly pulling out a little star-shaped plush with a cute nightcap. “This!”
As much as you wanted to hate him for bugging you (you were rather irritable, being in pain and all), you couldn’t stop the huge grin that came to your face when he handed you the plush.
“What are you going to name him?”
You blinked at Steven, then at the little fluffy star. You were about to shrug, but you decided against it when you suddenly became aware of the aches all over your body.
Somehow Steven seemed to sense this, and he took you by the elbow and started dragging you into your living room, taking his backpack in his free hand. “You’re probably tired! Oh geez, your skin is super warm. Do you feel cold?”
He didn’t wait for a response, finding a blanket on the edge of your sofa and wrapping it around your shoulders as you sat.
He plopped down next to you, your shoulders pressed together cozily.
Digging through his bag, he fished out a few DVDs, showing them to you one by one. When he was done, he looked at you with wide eyes, awaiting your response.
“Uh,” you huffed, your eyelids feeling heavy again now that you were all cozy, “I don’t think I want to watch anything. You can, though.”
“Oh. That’s fine! You can just sleep. I’ll be here,” he smiled comfortingly, scooting aside so you could lie flat on the couch. You gave him a grateful nod and reclined, already half asleep by the time you repositioned yourself.
“Can I play with your hair? That always makes me feel better when I’m sick.”
You hummed affirmingly. Steven’s hands were warm against your head as they smoothed your hair, combing it, twisting it, untwisting it; you thought you felt him trying to braid it at some point, but in your half-asleep daze you couldn’t tell.
When you woke up again it was just past noon, and though your sinuses felt funky you could smell something coming from the kitchen. You propped yourself up on your elbow, pressing your lips together at the pain of the motion.
“No! Don’t move!”
You had to smile as Steven stormed towards you with a bowl, his face shifting from anger to agony as he walked. “Hot! Hot! Hot!”
He plopped the bowl down on your lap, fanning his hands off. You could definitely feel the heat of the soup through the blanket, and it was actually pretty comforting.
“Thanks,” you chuckled, sitting up all the way.
“Eat up, you need your strength!” Steven winked. “Want me to put something on the TV?”
“Sure,” you said, blowing off a spoonful of soup and shoving it in your mouth. “You can pick.”
You spent the rest of the afternoon curled up on the couch with Steven, who fretted endlessly about you. He couldn’t seem to go five minutes without asking if you needed anything, and when you did he was off like a race horse to get it.
The sun was starting to set when you insisted that Steven go home. He looked like he wanted to protest, but looking at the darkening sky he knew he couldn’t.
“The gems will worry,” you reminded him.
“I know… are you sure you’ll be okay?”
You laughed, patting his shoulder reassuringly. “I’ll be fine.”
“Sure, but… call me if you need anything, okay?”
You smiled bemusedly. “I will.”
And then he was off. And not ten minutes passed before you felt your phone buzzing in your pocket, and you pulled it out to find a message from Steven:
Feel better soon! :)
You smiled once more, reclining easily against the soft cushions of your couch, much to your aching body’s relief.
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Thank you so much for this request dear! And thanks for reading, take care duckies <33
(divider by saradika)
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the-stove-is-divorced · 8 months
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Steven's halves in my fic! Plus some little notes about how they're characterized!
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victoriadallonfan · 7 months
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1st Art Commission Completed!
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You can read it here!
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novantinuum · 2 months
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Fandom: Steven Universe Rating: Teen Audiences Words: 1.8~ Summary: Steven can’t help but dread the undefined cocktail of emotions that trigger this newest power… 12 shorts, each delving into Steven’s developing opinions and feelings about his “pink mode” in SUF.
Chapter 12: A scene set a few days after The Future.
Welp, this is the end, folks! Thank you so much for your patience over the years with this one.
If you read this and enjoy, I’d greatly appreciate your support through reblogs here, or kudos/comments on AO3. Thank you!
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Even a good two hundred miles into today’s leg of his road trip, the emotional exhaustion of this morning’s therapy session lingers heavy like a mounting thunderstorm over his head. His mind’s horizon is a murky greyish-green, and his thoughts are like scattered bands of moisture hovering up within those dark clouds. That moisture… with every passing minute it swells at the seams more and more, threatening to break the seal of his self-imposed silence and stream on through, manifesting as a torrential downpour of stress that’s destined only to overwhelm him. The logical part of him knows these unwanted thoughts will fester if he doesn’t acknowledge them, knows they’ll get caught up in the updrafts and spin into icy granules of hail that— once it finally plummets to earth— carries a far more destructive potential than its liquid kin. But there’s another facet of him— vacant and stubborn— that simply doesn’t care. After all, it’s not like the alternative is any more attractive.
In stark contrast, the real weather is drop-dead stunning. Because of course it is. The leaves are finally starting to turn, the stratosphere is spotless, and a light breeze anchors the temperature at a manageable 68 degrees.
It just doesn’t seem fair… that the world surrounding him gets to be so lush and light and beautiful while his mental space still feels like a nightmare some days. And yes, yes— ‘he really shouldn’t be so hard on himself, he’s come such a long way since March,’ blah blah blah— he knows.
He knows.
So how long will he have to put up with this constant maelstrom of mental crap?
It’s stupid, but he guesses a naive part of him believed that this road trip would fix him. That if he simply removed himself from the source of his traumas, the clouds in his sky would immediately clear… like Beach City itself was somehow the progenitor of his demons, and not his own mind.
Clutching the wheel a little tighter as he eases his way through the road’s bend, Steven sighs, his fingertips pressing visible indents into the worn pleather grip. Hmm. Maybe what he needs right now is some musical distraction. Eyes still glued to the road, he fumbles his right hand across the dashboard, feeling around for the tape deck’s play button.
As he sinks into the blissful auditory embrace of one of his custom mixtapes over the next few miles, the mental diversion is almost enough to make him forget about all the open, weeping wounds today’s talk session left.
Almost.
Unfortunately, the mood is pretty much shattered when one of the original Sadie Killer and the Suspects songs turns on.
“Don’t be scared, it’s the afternoon,” the speakers blare, the sound of his own guitar lines evident in the backing music, “Don’t be scared ‘coz pretty soon we’ll be—”
Steven smashes his pointer finger against the pause button, a dull ache settling at the pit of his stomach. Damnit, he completely forgot this mix had that one on it! Why’d he have to be subjected to this today, of all days? It just doesn’t seem fair, especially when his initial involvement and eventual separation from that band was literally the topic he brought to his therapist for discussion today! And yeah, compared to the rest of his problems this one is tiny and stupid and petty, and he really just oughta give it up and stop feeling upset about it. But like… he was a part of Sadie Killer, y’know?! He was a founding member. He played at their first few gigs… and when he wasn’t on stage, he was working double time in the back as their devoted roadie. Not to mention, he recorded some extra backing guitar for the final cut of like, half of their songs. And even when the demands of his Gem ambassador work pulled him away from being an active participant, he still considered himself one of their biggest fans.
So why is it, then, that when they decided to break up the band they never once thought to consult him? To even give him warning?
It’s prolly ‘cause they never actually wanted you as a part of their group anyways, the bitter, most miserable corner of his brain spits, a concept that— after so many productive sessions with his current therapist— he immediately recognizes as false. But entertaining the thought for even half a second is bound to have its consequences, which is how he finds himself spiraling a swift descent into the foreboding aura of crisis.
His heart begins hammering against the confines of his rib cage as that familiar, nauseating heat rises within his cheeks.
Oh, no, no, no no no— come on, it’s been so many days since he’s had a flare-up! He can’t break his streak now! And over this? At least turning pink over reminders of his many near deaths or that time he turned himself in to Homeworld for Mom’s war crimes or whatever makes sense, but this-?? Over all these silly little teenage insecurities he should’ve moved past ages ago?
Why does all this ‘recovery’ junk have to be so damned hard?
Why can’t he just be better?
His shaking form now wholly enveloped in that familiar, nauseating pink, Steven pulls aside at the next gas station he spots. Stars, h-he… he can’t let himself get this worked up in the driver’s seat. Not today. Not again. He rolls into an open spot at the furthest edge of the lot and shifts into park.
Deep breaths, Universe, he prompts himself, shaking his hands as if vying to kinetically sweep this energy right out of his system. Deep breaths. There’s no life threatening dangers here.
Sadie… Buck, Jenny, and Sour Cream… the way they communicated the band’s break up to him was unideal, but they didn’t mean to make him feel like he didn’t belong. They’re his friends, they would never do that to him. They all knew how much he cherished their act, so they probably dreaded the thought of having to issue the news to him at all and kept putting it off. It wasn’t anything personal. It’s just… human. It’s flawed, and it’s messy, and yes, it hurt him deeply— but if he wants to carve out a more balanced way of life for himself, he’s gotta learn to coexist with that feeling.
He wants this.
He craves this, he swears he does.
So why, then, can’t his whole, unified self get with the program and stop flooding his system with so much raw, unbridled diamond power that he could probably hurl this whole car straight to West Keystone? The Gem war’s over! He doesn’t even need this sheer level of hyper-vigilance anymore! Can’t he just rest?!
Still flushed pink, Steven lets out a dull huff of frustration, folding his hands together into his lap. All right, then. His usual trick of shaking it out isn’t working. It’s clearly time for more of that mindfulness technique his therapist taught him.
“Back straight… activate your diaphragm… now, breathe in for four. Out for eight. In for four, out for eight. That’s it, yes. Very good, Steven. Keep breathing. Now, focus on the fullness of your lungs… on the faint whistling of your nose as the air passes across the turbinates. Focus in on your present, on the pull of the Earth beneath you… on every muscle that’s still resisting this calm. Clench them tight— and then one-by-one, from the crown of your head to the very tips of your toes, release.”
His once frantic heartbeat slows to a resting lull. The tension drains from his aching shoulders. His breath falls even. Behind his eyelids little flickers of light play out a now familiar scenario, one that exists on a plane of consciousness halfway between a daydream and a memory:
He sits cross-legged before his gem, both halves of himself mirrored in their expression and posture. The Gem— manifesting in flat colors and harsh edges that are desperate to mimic the shadows and softness of organic life— looks all but identical to how he appeared that day, a timeless relic of traumas long past.
The Gem merely stares at him, unblinking. Unfeeling. Except… given the warm rush of pink that’s made its home within his veins, that clearly isn’t true, is it?
“You’re upset,” he says to this part of himself, a blunt observation.
Silence. His counterpart’s gaze wavers for a good while as he contemplates this allegation. Then, his lips parting:
“So are you.”
His cheeks flush, caught off guard by the cutting accuracy of the Gem’s statement. Because as much as he’d like to blame all his problems on this imagined personification of his Gem heritage and all the power contained therein, Steven Universe only exists as an amalgam, the combined sum of his parts. And those parts may have fallen dreadfully out of sync as of late, but an emotional overreaction can’t just proliferate out of control without a root to stem from.
And that root… is him.
Stars, it’s always been him. Why else would this Gem have fought so hard to save his life back in White’s head, even risking his loved ones in the crossfire if it meant carving his way back to him?
Deep inhale.
“I am, you’re right,” he nods. “I’m upset about a lot of things. And that feeling can be so hard to be okay with. But what I do know… is that we’re not living in a war zone anymore. We’re safe. I’m safe. You can rest now, I promise.”
He opens his arms in invitation, a metaphysical olive branch to this part of himself. The Gem’s brow creases inwards… ever so slight, almost unnoticeable. And then, surging forwards, he envelops him in the most fiercely passionate hug he’s ever experienced.
“You’re safe,” the Gem all but breathes in his ear. “I’m safe…”
Steven’s eyes snap open, sensing that overwhelming aura of pink finally draining back to the diamond at his core. He gives an exhausted exhale, dropping his head against the top rim of the steering wheel as he takes a moment to recover from such a huge spike of adrenaline and hard-light. And then his stomach gurgles.
Frowning, he checks his phone for the time. Past noon already. He was hoping to make it to Charm City before stopping for lunch, but it won’t hurt anything to grab a quick snack here, now would it?
He returns to his car a few minutes later with a bag of BBQ Chaaps and a fresh bottle of water, rejuvenated and ready to hit the road again. His thumb jabs the play button on his tape deck as he shifts into reverse. That same ol’ Sadie Killer and the Suspects song starts on up again.
This time, however— the violent squall in his mind having since settled into a light, manageable shower— he resolves to at very least hum along.
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Does anyone know if there are any time travel AUs where a non-Steven character gets sent back in time? The majority of the AUs I’ve seen centered mainly around Steven, and I feel there’s loads of untapped potential just waiting to be mined with even just one of the CGs from Pearl, Garnet, and Amethyst, let alone Lapis and Peridot. There are quite a lot of ripples that could come from their perspectives of the whole story, as there are pretty decent gaps in their knowledge and level of understanding about what went on across Steven’s life which could easily be played with.
Though I do have to say, this does give me the hilarious mental image of post-SU/SUF Yellow and Blue being the ones who get punted back in time and very awkwardly and accidentally setting off a Homeworld civil war as they command their portions of the empire to disband and fuck off to Earth to meet a young Steven - and unknowing Crystal Gems lol.
(Bonus hilarity points if they accidentally went back in time to when Rose was still pregnant and hadn’t given birth yet 🤣)
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pauloarts · 1 year
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mydearsteven · 1 year
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Steven universe headcanons where he hasn't told the gems about his relationship with the reader. (Not out of malice it was not something that came up) so randomly when he comes to visit (after the end of the spin-off) he brings the reader and the gems kinda like freak when they learn that's his s/o. Is this too much? If you want you can simply ot or just not write it. It can be like a short story if that's easier.
Secret S/O
featuring: Future!Steven x Reader
a/n: im not really sure what do you mean by ‘spin-off’, but i just made this after the SUF one. Im sorry if what you mean is after the movie..
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it’s been a year since he last seen from the gems and/or beach city. He’s been away for such a long time now.
maybe this would be a good time to visit his childhood place now.
don’t get me wrong, he calls the gems here and now, Steven usually keep his family updated on what he’s doing.
if Steven doesn’t atleast call any of the gems or Greg for one day in a week, they would call him nonstop until he pick it up.
what they don’t know is that he finally found his S/O. They didn’t know that he finally moves on from Connie and find the love of his life.
the gems or Greg has never brought up any kinds of stuff related to his love life, they’re afraid if they set him off while he was still healing slowly from his traumas.
so when he told the gems that he’s finally coming back from exploring the country, they were very happy to see how’s their favorite boy was doing!
Steven told you to start packing because we’re going back to see his family. And you happily follow him.
once the infamous dondai was seen by the gems, they immediately rushed to the car and hugged Steven who almost tripped because of their hugs.
“H-hey guys!- WOAH SLOW DOWN!!”
he chuckles at the gems before looking at his dad who had tears in his eyes.
“Schtu-ball! you’re back.”
Steven smiles before releasing the hug given by the gems. Greg ran to him and gave him a bone crushing hug.
they all seem to have a very nice reunion, while you’re just sitting there on the passenger seat. Looking at his gem family and his dad quite awkwardly.
you don’t know what to do so you just went out of the dondai to say hi to them for the first time.
Pearl was the one who saw you first and was quite suprised to see you. She was also confused on who you are.
Pearl asked Steven on who you are and when he told them that you’re his S/O they have their jaws on the floor instantly.
Amethyst screams in happiness that Steven can finally move on and start ruffling his hair.
Steven could only blushed in embarrassment while Garnet, Pearl, and Greg was still staring at you with flabbergasted eyes.
Pearl was not sure about this until she saw Garnet who is already smiling widely and pulled you into a side hug.
this made Pearl and Greg to eventually let it off and accepted you into the family since Garnet seems so sure about you.
Steven was very happy on how well the gems and his dad take you into the family.
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universellie · 1 year
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What if you got hurt and died, and Steven had to revive you but it was taking longer than expected?
[Steven x f!reader imagine]
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He’d watch helplessly as you were thrown across the ground, frozen in place as he watched you crash into the sand.
It would feel like everything was in slow motion, like he was moving to fast for the world to catch up. He’s watching your chest rise and fall with weak breaths while he sprints towards you.
He’d take you in his arms, holding you gently while shielding you within a bubble from whatever horrors you had been fighting.
He’d be scared, holding your weakening body close to his chest and whispering in your ear, begging for you to hold on for him. Pleading with you to not let go. Repeatedly sputtering I love you’s.
You’d try and say something, but there’s no air in your lungs to speak. Steven would start to hyperventilate. Brushing your hair out of your face.
He’d watch as the light faded from your eyes, he’d scream so loud the ground would crack beneath him.
He’d kiss you, over and over again. Begging for his healing powers to work. His tears would fall on your cheeks, your eyes, your neck. Feverishly he’d rub them into your skin. Begging the stars for you to wake up.
Minutes later you still wouldn’t wake and Steven was hysterical. Why wasn’t his magic working? It worked on Lars!
It would grow quiet, only the gentle breeze of the ocean bouncing uselessly off of the bubble. Steven would be curled over you, clinging onto you. Crushing you into his chest.
Just as he began to accept it and conjure ways to save you, you’d take a gentle shivering breath.
He’d jump back and stare at you as your skin and hair turned pink. He’d kiss you again, hug you and dance with you.
He’d cry tears of joy and swing you around, all because he’d have his Y/N back.
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frogspond200 · 11 months
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❖𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜❖
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❖ Steven’s love for you knows no bounds. He adores you for who you are and cherishes every moment you spend together. His love is filled with kindness, support, and understanding, making you feel truly special and valued.
❖ Steven is naturally gentle and affectionate with you. He often expresses his love through soft touches, sweet kisses, and warm hugs. His gestures are filled with tenderness and convey a sense of security and comfort.
❖ Steven takes a genuine interest in your thoughts, feelings, and experiences. He actively listens to you, providing a safe space for you to share your joys and worries. His empathetic nature helps create a deep emotional connection between them.
❖ Steven loves to have fun and enjoy life, and he encourages you to do the same. You embark on exciting adventures together, discovering new places and experiences. Steven’s playful nature brings out your inner child and fills their relationship with laughter and joy.
❖ Steven is a pillar of support for you. He encourages your dreams, stands by your side through challenges, and celebrates your achievements. He believes in you wholeheartedly and provides unwavering support, helping you become the best version of yourself.
❖ When it comes to cuddling, Steven is an expert. He loves snuggling up close to you, enveloping you in his warm embrace. Whether it’s wrapped in a blanket on the couch or lying together under the stars, Steven’s cuddles create a sense of security and peace.
❖ Steven understands the importance of emotional connection and vulnerability. He encourages open communication and creates a safe space for you to share your thoughts and feelings. With him, you feel heard, understood, and loved.
❖ Steven’s love is often expressed through thoughtful gestures. He surprises you with small gifts, handwritten notes, or planning special dates tailored to your interests. These gestures show his deep affection and desire to make you feel cherished.
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faelapis · 3 months
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Something Better chapter 29, "Feeding Time" is out NOW!
Something Better is my Jasper-centric Steven Universe fanfic about her searching for meaning in life without a Diamond. It is set after the events of SU Future (canon compliant), and follows a horror-filled yet hopeful existential crisis over purpose, trauma, gem religion, and whether its possible for Jasper to live a good life. It is very much "angst", but with a happy ending. Click the link above to read!
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revolver-d · 1 year
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last pages of episode 14 part 3 of Steven Universe: The Story of Black Pearl is now on Patreon and Ko-fi!
Become a supporting member to gain early access to the pages as soon as they come out! :>
Patreon / Ko-fi!
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jkaiser201 · 2 days
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Hello again! Here again uploading more content to this account about a drawing I had done some time ago. Basically, it's Spinel and Kaiser having some alone time reflecting on life in the crystal gem temple.
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