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steven-scribbleverse · 7 months
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September
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conspicuous-clown-car · 4 months
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these three fuckers on their way to be a part of my fantasies that help me fall asleep every night
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rocksandmirrors · 10 months
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funny caption
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pilotspider · 4 months
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pea,rl chrismtas
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nethnad · 6 months
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good morning everybody this is your daily reminder to read empire of glass by andy lane. right now actually. stop everything you're doing. look at these clowns. case studies in the cain instinct. prime examples in fact
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todd-anderson-trash · 9 months
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i been sick lately, but some more modern boys :))! and meeks in overalls propaganda
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knickynoo · 2 years
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spilladabalia · 9 months
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PJ Harvey - 50 ft Queenie
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cruelgay · 1 year
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walks in ur inbox very carefully
saw ur post and may not be biased in any way shape or form but I was just astral projected this concept but. Imagine the concept of someone braiding Steven's extremely long hair. Idk who would but I think it'd be very nice
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look at him sitting so politely . what a pristine gentleman
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little-cereal-draws · 2 years
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vaguely based off of this post and this response
Marc starts fronting again later and is very confused to find himself eating cookies as Taweret goes on abt what an amazing avatar he is and how much fun they're going to have together. In the headspace, he asks Steven what happened, and he says, "We got surprised adopted by Taweret! And I don't mean kidnapped, I mean literally surprise adopted."
Basically it went like this lol
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copingchaos · 9 months
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clarexflannery · 5 months
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Closed: @aiden-stevens
Location: House Party
The Flannery has no idea how she got there, but the guy at the comic book store send her the open invite. She figured while she navigated the terrain for the next few days with Axel that she enjoy herself before she's banished or welcomed to stay. There was a keg and a bunch of random shit, but Clare was starving. Someone said there was this dude sat in the corner who could cook. Hence, why she was bothering him. "Hello!" she said kicking his foot. "I heard you're a cook. Can you whip something up in the kitchen if I give you $10?"
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mackmontgomery · 6 days
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closed for: @aiden-stevens
where: aiden's family's house in aurora bay drive
With his cracked iPhone being held speaker up by the waistband of his shorts, Mack was practically two stepping down the eerily empty halls of Aiden's too-big house in Aurora Bay Drive as Beyoncé crooned about how this ain't Texas, ain't no hold 'em from his torso area. The shirt he had worn the night before had three burn marks just under the neck from blunt related mishaps and so he left it in the spare room he had spent the night in and opted for a pink satin dressing gown that he found in opening random doors and trying to find his friend.
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It was ill fitting on him, the arms sat too short and rode up to his forearms and hung unnaturally from his shoulders but he had no complaints about how soft it felt against his tattooed skin as he woo-hoo'd his way into the kitchen, tipping the black New York Yankees baseball cap he had been wearing backwards on his bald head since he shaved it front ways like he would a cowboy hat as he realised he finally wasn't alone in a room in the house.
"Ah yooooo man, there you are. I think I've been looking for you for a week straight."
That's an exaggeration, but seeing as he had forgotten to tell Aiden that he was going to be crashing after the pair of them stumbled through Aurora Bay Drive somewhere around six in the morning, he wanted him to know he had been trying to seek him out while making himself at home.
"This place is nuts. I hope you know, every time I tattoo eat the rich on someone, I never mean Anastasia. You got any OJ?"
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novantinuum · 11 days
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you can’t choose what stays and what fades away OR Reunited Alt POV fic? (I am eyeing doing that tag myself except. *glances at WIP folder*)
I am wiggling about my SU wips most of all, so I’mma selecting Reunited Alt POV fic (which LMAFO I need to come up with a banger of a title for so desperately, this one is like 2/3rds done so. Yeah.
This is a simple one to explain, it’s just the battle in Reunited but from Connie’s POV- thus, it covers everything that happens while Steven gets knocked into unconscious psychic ghost zone. Or, at least, my take on what happens. But uh… yeah. Watching your friend get absolutely trampled underfoot is inherently traumatizing, and I don’t think we as a fandom talk enough about this moment and how it might’ve impacted specifically Connie. Also I genuinely honest to god think Steven was seriously hurt from this- and that some of the fractures in his bones we see in SUF were from this strike- and that the reason he took so long to come to in “psychic ghost zone” even was that all his body’s energy was being routed towards Intense self healing. So keep that in mind re: snippit below:
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Garnet keeps a watchful eye for any incoming projectiles as Connie skids to a screeching halt next to her friend’s comatose body lying limp in the sand. Okay. Okay. Here he is. Now all she’s gotta do is… carry him to a safe distance. Steeling her core in preparation, she squats down and tries to leverage herself to scoop him right up. Her legs, though… in the midst of her terror, her legs are simply too wobbly to bear his mass, and after one valiant but failed attempt she’s scared she’ll hurt herself (or him!) trying again. Which means… she’ll just have to drag him.
“Sorry—!” she says with a faint hiss of regret as she grasps both of his arms by the wrist and starts to pull him across the battle-swept sands. Sure enough to her suspicions, one of his shoulders definitely doesn’t feel like it’s aligned in its socket right, and she worries that yanking him along like this will only serve to further exacerbate it. Still, what other choice does she have? 
What choices do any of them have, all tangled up within the fallout of this thousand year war?
Ever-diligent in her role as lookout, Garnet circles around a few more times as Connie drags Steven off the battlefield, towards what remains of his house. She’s grateful for her help. Truly so. It allows her to focus her energy on protecting her best friend instead of constantly having to keep an eye out for stray attacks from the Diamonds. And boy, oh boy— she digs her heels into the sand, spent muscles all but screaming for her to rest, to drop her load and continue on alone— will her body need every last drop of energy she’s got. That’s why relief surges through her heart with all the ferocity of a tidal wave when Mr. Universe’s frantic voice comes into range once again. Because it means she’s here. She’s succeeded. She’s pulled him all the way to the base of the stairs, out of the way.
The exhaustion hits immediately. Huffing for a lungful of air, she drops the half-Gem’s arms to the ground and collapses to her knees. For an extended moment, the unwanted melody of warfare rings through her ears like canon fire. She can’t move. She can barely even breathe. She swears her friend’s dad is trying to say something to her— can feel his hesitant touch brushing against her shoulder in what barely counts as a whisper— but she can’t even manage to distinguish a single word. Her eyes brim with fresh tears, every last sensory input overloaded. It’s all too loud. It’s all too damn heavy. It’s all too—
“Connie,” Garnet pushes through the static with astute authority. 
She snaps her head up, her eyes flitting between the Crystal Gem leader (currently kneeling at her side) and a still panicking Mr. Universe (clutching his unconscious son’s hand). Her breath settles, slowly but surely. Her fingers twitch, tracing shallow patterns in the sand. The ringing lessens.
“Thank you,” she continues, pushing herself back to her full height. The long skirt of her wedding outfit flares behind her as she glances back towards the chaos of the battle. “For protecting him where I couldn’t. Now, keep watch. If they poof all of us, promise me you’ll evacuate the beach.”
“I-I… of course,” Connie says, her gaze still wet with terror and barely contained grief. “But y-you… you don’t really think you’ll—?”
Lose, is the word she can’t bring herself to say. Surely you don’t think you’ll lose?
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cricketcampbell · 22 days
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be honest... aiden has a crush on you
"Um, I would sure hope so, considering we've been engaged since, like, November?"
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"Though, the wedding plans have stalled unfortunately, since he is fighting back against having it at Tejas Cantina, even though I'm sure Carmen would let us use it and cater the whole thing at a discounted rate. He's just not seeing the vision."
ft. @aiden-stevens
send me “be honest…” with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they’ll answer truthfully.
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