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so i heard we’re into chad connie now

#dont mind me this is my own au im just posting it here cause i want validation #im rly proud of it so yeah #wanted to do a connie takes steven's place au but i made a different set of diamonds #im gonna stop rambling abt this lol #caden.posts #caden.art #su au #cyan connie au #steven universe #suf #steven universe future

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reasons I love stevonnie

even though no one asked

non binary and intersex

literally the combination of two of my favorite characters ever

the embodiment of my personal favorite comfort ship

actually looks androgynous but also they just love being themselves (also shout out to amab stevonnie cosplayers!! you're killing it!!!)

voiced by aj michalka

gave us the two most comforting su songs (imo. here comes a thought and escapism are really helpful during panic attacks)

exists because of LoveTM

any time stevonnie is depicted interacting with steven and connie directly it just. it feels so nice. stevonnie just feels like a big warm reassuring hug. its lovely

has such positive and loving energy and its contagious

unique and intimate form of communication between steven and connie

probably a whole bunch of other things I just cant think of rn

#steven universe #connie maheswaran #caden.posts #caden.text #connverse #su #suf #stevonnie

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as cool as the concept of pink stevonnie is I get a feeling they'd never really exist because the fusion would be too unstable

just me??

#caden.text #caden.posts #connverse #stevonnie

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hi i wrote some connverse hurt/comfort where connie thinks steven is just a character and a story she made up because she’s lonely but then it gets soft and the beginning kinda sucks and i didnt edit it but yknow it’s under the cut enjoy

12-year-old Kahani Maheswaran stepped through the front door into her condominium home in Beach City, Delmarva. She was still settling into the new home, even though they’d moved in 9 months ago. She was returning home from her first day of 7th grade, where she was the only new kid, and everybody else already had friends. That was a feeling she’d gotten used to. 

The school year went on, and she would sooner call her teachers her friends than her actual peers. Her English teacher, Ms. Oliver, often encouraged her to make some friends — something she wished was as easy to do as it was to say.

13-year-old Kahani was lucky enough to stay in Beach City another year. Nowhere ever felt like home to her, but Beach City was friendly and quiet. Peaceful. She spent plenty of time on the beach, reading, writing, doing homework, whatever. The sunset was always beautiful. Though she may have been an introvert, she always wished she had someone to share her time with. She loved her parents, but both of their jobs kept them busy almost constantly. She wanted a friend.

Maybe she could make one up?

But no, that’s not healthy. Is it? After a little research, she concluded that it could actually be pretty helpful. So she sat down and started writing. 

She spent the summer before high school writing and writing. The main character of her story wasn’t her — she’d never felt like a main character, and wasn’t sure she wanted to be one. Instead, it was a short and chubby boy, two years older than her, with the biggest, kindest heart you could imagine. She called this character Steven, Steven Universe. Connie imagined magical alien beings whose life force came from gemstones, who were bent on conquering Earth and destroying its life for their empire. 

The boy was unique; he was the first hybrid of a human and what he called “gems.” He’d inherited the identity of his mother, Rose Quartz, a fearless rebel, but one who was secretly rebelling against her own royal family. He would have to answer for her crimes, to prove her wasn’t her, to survive the wrath of those who blamed him for the loss of his mother. But every step of the way, Connie was there to support him. He brought her out of her shell, gave her someone to confide in, he convinced his guardian, Pearl, to teach her how to sword-fight. She felt alive. 

But that was just the story she’d made up. Connie resembled her in many ways, but at the end of the day, she was still just boring, lonely Kahani. 

Throughout the following years, she’d return to her story, inventing incredible new concepts and characters, all while keeping herself as a side character. Pretending to have a friend felt wonderful, even if it meant she distanced herself from potential real friends. Even if she wasn’t writing her story, she was thinking about it. 

One summer, she went to Space Camp. She wondered what’d happen if Connie did the same, and if Earth was in danger again while she was away. She created a new character: Spinel, a gem who had been abandoned by Steven’s mother and sought revenge. 

She went to cram school, and met Daniel and Patricia, her first real friends. But she still wanted an adventure. So, she went back to her story.

Kahani wrote another adventure for Steven and Connie. This time, it was more emotional — more personal. She’d never understood how heroes in fiction could go through so much and come out seemingly normal, so, she projected onto Steven. Kahani felt lost, alone, like everything was against her when media taught her she should be having the time of her life. 

One morning, she woke up. Or, she thought it was morning. It felt like it should be morning. She picked up her phone and tapped the power button. The screen told her it was about 3 in the afternoon. However, it revealed something much more shocking: a text message from someone she apparently knew called Steven, who had a heart next to his name. The message read “call or text if you need anything,” and that message had a heart at the end, too. 

Her stomach dropped. “Mom?” She called. “Dad?”

Her mother entered her room, looking even more tired than usual. 

“Oh, good, you’re awake. How are you feeling?”

“I… I’m fine. Why? Did something happen? 

“You fell on the boardwalk and hit your head rather hard. Steven healed the wound as soon as he could, but I don’t think even his magic can heal brain damage. You probably have a concussion, Connie. Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”

Connie took a moment to think. Slowly, she put the clues together in her mind, and her heart pounded as she asked her mom, “Where’s Steven?”

“I’ll go get him.” Her mother smiled gently and left the room. 

Connie sat up and turned her phone back on. She stared at the contact in her phone who had the name “Steven.” His picture even resembled the character she’d seen in her mind, and to a striking degree. But that couldn’t be real. She had to still be dreaming. Steven wasn’t real, she’d made him up. He wasn’t real. He—

“Hey, can I come in?”

He was standing in her doorway. Connie’s heart pounded like a tsunami crashing onto the shore. She nodded, staring the figure down as it entered her room and sat on her bed. He smiled warmly at her, slowly reaching her hand, as if to ask if he could hold it. Connie found herself reaching back. Their hands connected and their fingers tangled together, and Connie stared at their laced fingers, his large and pale, hers thin and dark. Suddenly, she remembered it all. The gems, Pink Diamond, Homeworld, fusion, fighting — everything. Not just from her story, but from her waking life. A few tears dripped down her face. She looked up at Steven and met his gaze. 

“Connie? What’s wrong?” He said, rubbing his thumb against the back of her hand. 

She sobbed pathetically, unfolding her arms and wrapping them around Steven. She cried into his shoulder, holding him tighter than she’d ever dared to. 

“Stars,” she choked. “I… I thought…”

“It’s okay,” he said, in that deep but soft voice she never, ever wanted to forget again. His hand danced its way through her hair. “Take your time.”

Connie took a deep breath, both to regulate her breathing and to breathe in Steven, making sure it was all still real. 

“I dreamt that you weren’t real. That everything since I met you was a story I made up because I was lonely. But…” She pulled back, looking into his eyes again. She tousled his hair, and he smiled. She giggled. “You’re real!” 

“Yeah, I’m real.” He said. They leaned their foreheads against each other, holding each other close. 

“Don’t worry, Connie,” Steven said. “I’m here.”

#tried to use the idea of her name actually being Kahani to separate her dream self from her real self dunno if it worked tho #saw a comment on insta with a similar idea and i ran with it #ik it's not great writing but it was only intended to be connverse hurt/comfort so i'm satisfied #caden.text #caden.posts #caden.stories #connie maheswaran #steven universe #suf #fanfic #su #priyanka maheswaran #doug maheswaran #greg universe #pearl #hurt/comfort #concussion #head injury

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when i first watched the finale, right at the end of everything’s fine when steven says “im a fraud,” i swear to god, i thought he said “im a frog.” i thought he was gonna go into some metaphor or smthn. like i remember how the fandom thought the froggy mug being cracked meant smthn and i was like is this it??? is this what they meant??? 

i still hear “frog” sometimes. it haunts me.

#caden.posts #caden.text #steven universe #suf #su

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I have tried to find another comfort ship thats a good as connverse but damn I just don't think one exists

#lowkey maybe suggest similar ships if you got em??? #i just want More Comfort Ships #if nothing else dump your comfort ships onto this post please n thank u #caden.posts #caden.text #connverse

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reddit videos on youtube using seemingly random pics of steven universe in their thumbnails will never not make me feel weird. like. is it clickbait??? i don’t get it lol

#yeah kinda a weird thing to mention but ive noticed it so many times and it just confuses me so much #idk why its like a big deal to me but yknow #steven universe #caden.text #caden.posts

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I work at a grocery store and there's this girl my age who works in front end and I sawnher going out to get carts and its cold out so she had a jacket on over her work clothes and it was a pink varsity jacket and I was like holy shit. there's no fuckin way,,, even though she totally seems like she'd be into it and I saw her coming back in and I saw the lining of the jacket was blue with yellow stars and I'm like holy fuck it IS the jacket and I already thought I might have a crush on her but holy fuck you guys im sitting in the bathroom shaking cause I told her I liked her jacket and she clearly felt just as akw at d but also like excited and im fucking dying, oh my god, this is so pathetic holy shit

#caden.posts #caden.text #delete later

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does anyone else see connie as having a legitimate anxiety disorder or am i projecting too much

#please discuss #like she totally strikes me as a kid who grew up with generalized anxiety but had therapy and is medicated #but again maybe im just projecting idk #connie maheswaran #caden.text #caden.posts

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I feel like the fandom has basically two versions of older connie: the most common is where she's a mom, is comfortable being feminine, identifies as a woman and probably bi or straight or something. she grew her hair back out too. then we've got my personal preference the more androgynous, she/they version who probably isnt a mom but could be and is not cishet in the slightest and probably cuts her hair all short, like a pixie cut or smthn.

anyone else notice this???

#discuss please im lonely #connie maheswaran #steven universe #caden.posts #connverse #caden.text #su #steven universe future

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was rewatching bubble buddies and am here to point out that connie knows a lot about boats and seems to also quite like them too. do with that what you will

#caden.text #caden.posts #connie maheswaran

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friend sent a meme to the gc and this was all i could think of...

#suf #memes #forgive me im sorry lmao #caden.text #caden.posts #steven universe

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can y’all help me out? im trying to think of things that would be a sort of stress response but in like a magic/fantasy setting. like steven’s pink mode. but that’s all i can think of. i’ve tried to like do research on it but search engines never seem to understand what im asking for. can you guys think of any, whether they be present in some media or just something you thought of? thanks!!

#caden.text #caden.posts #im writing a story and working on the world n stuff!!! #help!!! lol

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when ur pretty much in love w ur best friend but she’s straight and ur an afab enby and youve already been (politely) rejected a few times but you try to imagine urself with anyone else and it doesnt feel right and you two are seriously planning on being roommates once you move out of ur parents’ houses because u have similar living habits and both refuse to live alone and you wanna kiss her so bad but u dont wanna make her uncomfy so u just.

......

what do you even do abt that

#im sorry this is the only place on social media she wont see my post #she is my BEST friend #we've known each other for 8+ years now #and recently she not only confirmed she's like basically only attracted to men but also isn't comfy with a qpr #i was like oh boy i would love to be in a qpr thatd be like perfect for me and she was like god i could never #and i was like okay time to project even MORE onto my OCs that are sorta based on us and make them be in a qpr because fuck. like im only 18 #i might not know what love is but i kinda think this might be it #god this is kinda embrrasing and im still a lil worried she might see this #but here i am still writing this #ig im just gonna hit post and see what happens #caden.text #caden.posts #delete later

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su doesn’t bring me a lot of joy anymore for some reason. this blog isn’t gonna disappear it’s just th activity is gonna fade out. it’s just not that comforting anymore and i want to focus on my original story and characters, since i like made them to be cathartic and comforting. connverse just doesn’t seem to do much for me idk why.

hope that doesn’t upset anyone, y’all are great <3

#caden.text #caden.posts

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sorry this blog is apparently my diary now feel free to ignore

i was trying to write a little song for my story and i was reminded of this song my best friend (yes, her) wrote for me and i just listened to it again and y’all holy fuck i’m like in love with this girl and i never wanna push her to be someone she’s not but god. how’s she so into men...

#delete later #caden.text #caden.posts