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[clumsyclifford]

you read my mind (better to leave it unsaid)

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here you go @cringeycal​ i hate you <3

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Calum’s not tired enough for this time difference.

Sixteen hours is too many. One day is not enough time to adjust to a whole new circadian rhythm. Their 7pm concert is 11am to Calum, and by the time it’s over it’s smack-bang in the middle of the day in Calum’s brain, and the fact that it’s dark outside is really, really fucking him up.

“This is really, really fucking me up,” he mutters, pulling the curtains of his and Michael’s hotel room shut with a swish. 

“What is?” Michael’s voice echoes from the bathroom, where he’s brushing his teeth. It’s a strange choice, since Michael also brushed his teeth before the show and they haven’t eaten anything since then, but whatever. 

“The fact that it’s dark outside and I feel like it’s the middle of the afternoon,” Calum says. He pulls his cap off his head and throws it aside, ruffling up the matted hair underneath. It’s nice and air-conditioned in the room, and the sweat sticking Calum’s shirt to his chest from the show is starting to dry. It strikes Calum that he doesn’t need to be wearing his gross sweaty t-shirt anymore, so he pulls that off, too, and throws it in the general direction of the hat.

Michael makes a kind of humming noise. Calum can hear the sounds of a toothbrush, and takes no offence at Michael’s non-answer. He kicks off his jeans and flops back onto the bed, revelling in the cool air on his sticky skin for a minute before sliding off to put on some clothes.

Michael traipses out of the bathroom. He’s still in full show attire, and he’s wearing the camouflage baseball cap from before, a pastel galaxy of lavender hair sticking out underneath it. Calum likes this colour on Michael. A lot of the time Michael makes his bizarre hair colour look good, but this time, the hair colour looks good on its own, which is a refreshing change of pace. 

“You look tired,” Michael says.

Calum frowns. “I’m not. And no I don’t.”

“Fine, you look cosy.”

“That’s not the same thing at all.” The sweatpants and hoodie Calum have donned are cosy, but in his mind it’s still that lazy break between lunch and dinner where the only way to kill time is to play video games. He blinks owlishly at Michael. “You look…colourful.”

Michael snorts a laugh. The only colourful part of him is his hair; his attire is all-black, as usual, but Calum is pretty focused on the hair. Maybe the jet lag is getting to him more than he knows, because all Calum can think is that Michael looks yummy, deliciously kissable, and he wants to tangle his fingers in the lilac mess that is his hair and make it worse. 

“You look…like you’re plotting something evil,” Michael returns, strolling towards Calum. He grins. “Stop staring at me! What are you planning?”

“I may be delirious,” Calum solemnly informs him. “What time is it?”

“Midnight,” Michael says without checking. He steps even closer. “Stop staring, you weirdo.”

“Make me.”

“No offence, but you look like you might snap and go serial killer,” Michael says. “I’m not kissing you, crazy eyes.”

Calum blinks. His gaze refocuses, flitting around Michael’s face too quickly, like trying to calibrate himself. “What if I kissed you?”

Michael shifts his weight, barely a foot away, and smirks. “That’d be okay.”

“I would never snap and serial killer kill you,” Calum says, frowning as Michael’s words finally pierce the thick haze of jet lag clouding his mind. “If I killed you it would be deeply personal and I’d leave a note and everything.”

Michael bursts into laughter. “This is why I say you’re insane!”

“I’m not insane! I’m adorable.”

“Adorably insane.” Michael calms down and catches his breath. “Well? Are you gonna kiss me or—”

“Stop calling me insane and we’ll just see,” Calum says, except then he kisses Michael anyway because he’s tired of not kissing Michael and this argument is not worth the time they’re wasting not kissing.

Michael’s hands immediately find their way to Calum’s waist, pulling him closer so they’re flush against each other. In the stillness of the room, Calum’s own heartbeat is loud in his ears. He wonders if Michael can hear it, or feel it, or if he’d find it strange if he could. They’re just friends who kiss. There’s nothing strange about that.

Anyway, Calum’s a man on a mission, and his palms slide up Michael’s arms and shoulders, framing his face for a second, then continue around the back of his head to the unexpectedly soft strands of hair at the back. 

Victory.

Well, almost victory. His fingertips bump against the brim of the cap on Michael’s head, and Calum grabs the hat and tugs it off him. The gesture makes Michael choke on a laugh and pull away.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s in the way,” Calum insists, taking advantage of the pause to push Michael’s hair off his forehead. A blissful smile breaks across Michael’s face, but he shakes his head anyway like he has to at least pretend to mock every single thing Calum does.

“It’s part of my look,” he says. Calum drops the cap carelessly to the floor and wraps his arms around Michael’s neck.

“Don’t care,” he says airily. “My enjoyment of our kiss is more important than your aesthetic.”

Michael breathes a laugh. “Rude.”

“Rude of you to wear a hat and hide all this sexy hair.”

“Oh, I see. It’s all about the hair.”

“Yeah, duh.” Calum leans their foreheads together. “Pick a bad colour and this is over.”

“Better not pick a bad colour, then.”

Calum smiles. “Don’t think a bad colour exists for you,” he admits. And I don’t think anything could convince me to end this, no matter what I say.

Michael is quiet, watching him, and after a moment of silence he leans in to kiss Calum again, like it’s the only adequate reply he can come up with.

Calum threads his fingers through Michael’s lilac hair and imagines the colour staining his skin, leaving an amethyst residue on his fingertips. He drags his hands down to Michael’s face, imagines leaving a lavender trail, marking the trajectory of his touch. Smudging violet across Michael’s cheeks with his thumbs.

Michael doesn’t taste like lavender or lilac — he tastes like mint toothpaste — but the colours are so vivid behind Calum’s closed eyes that he can swear he can taste them on Michael’s tongue.

When Michael pulls away, Calum licks his lips and opens his eyes. He’s disappointed to find Michael looking like Michael, no extraneous hair dye anywhere, all pale and pink lips but no purple in sight beyond the disaster that is his hair.

“Um,” Calum says, catching up to his own train of thought. “I think I’m tired.”

“Wow,” Michael says. “Hard for me not to take that personally, Cal.”

Calum grins. He’s not sure if he’s tired so much as just ready to call it a night. Otherwise he risks ruining this perfect ending to their day. Any day that ends with kissing Michael can’t be that bad.

“Hey, I could keep going,” he says.

Michael shakes his head, then hesitates, then kisses Calum once more. It goes straight to Calum’s toes, to the tips of his fingers. Somehow, the last kiss is always the best one.

“Well I, for one, am fuckin’ beat,” Michael says when they’re separate again.

Calum resists every single urge to just keep kissing him. If it were up to him they’d never stop. The only reason he ever lets up is the promise that at least they’ll get to do it again the next day. Even now, with the post-show exhaustion catching up to him and Michael basically swaying where he stands — even now, he wants to steal one more, one for safekeeping, one to lock up in a memory box Just In Case.

That would be insane, though.

“We need to sleep,” Michael says. “Or at least I need to sleep.”

“Fine, I’ll sleep,” Calum says. “But dibs little spoon.”

Michael sighs. “Fine.”

Calum kisses his cheek, then leaps backwards and lands on the bed spread-eagle. He doesn’t even have a chance to readjust before Michael’s climbing on top of him like a baby goat or a particularly needy cat. “Oof,” Calum says. “Get off me, stupid.”

“Technically, I think this counts as you being the little spoon,” Michael observes, which is absolutely not true and complete bullshit. 

Calum jerks his shoulder until he dislodges Michael from on top of him. “You’re still in your show clothes, you disgusting pig. Put on some pyjamas at least, Jesus Christ. I’m not cuddling with your sweaty arse.”

“Alright, fuck, chillax,” Michael huffs, clumsily stumbling off the bed and over to his suitcase. While he changes, Calum pushes the covers back and snuggles up underneath. It’s wonderfully warm with the blanket and the hoodie and everything. Calum sighs contentedly. “Don’t forget to turn off the lights,” he adds.

Michael finishes changing into sweats and a t-shirt and kills the lights. On his way back to the bed Calum hears him almost trip. “What the fuck is this?” Another pause. “Oh, it’s my hat.”

“Whoops,” says Calum. Michael finally returns to bed and crawls under the blanket where Calum’s made himself comfortable. “You looked pretty good in it. I just really— I wanted to touch your hair.”

Michael kind of laughs quietly. “And? How was it?”

“Delicious,” Calum hums. He grabs Michael’s hand and presses a kiss to his palm. “Very tasty. Would touch again.”

“You can’t— that doesn’t even—”

“Shh. Shhhhh. Just let it happen.”

Michael sighs. His arm wraps snugly around Calum’s waist, and Calum takes back his thoughts about jet lag. It doesn’t seem like such an issue anymore. “I love you, weirdo. Goodnight.”

“Love you too,” Calum says. He yawns, which leads to Michael yawning; they both giggle, but then silence descends, and Calum falls asleep surprisingly quickly after that, with Michael breathing in his ear.

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by aswlvrUNBAN

guys please

Words: 31, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game), Steven Universe (Cartoon), Agatha Girl of Mystery - Sir Steve Stevenson, Attack Attack! (Band), Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, Life Is Strange (Video Game), Life Is Strange 2 (Video Game), Life is Strange: True Colors (Video Game), Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald, Five Nights at Freddy's, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, The Walten Files (Web Series), Regular Show (Cartoon), Echte Kerle | Regular Guys (1996), The Regulators - Richard Bachman, My Little Pony: Equestria Girls, My Chemical Romance, Arctic Monkeys, Orange is the New Black, ENA - Joel G (Web Series), 100 días para enamorarse | 100 Days to Fall in Love (TV), The Owl House (Cartoon), Owl City (Band), Gravity Falls, Addams Family - All Media Types, Modern Family (TV), Family Guy (Cartoon), American Idol RPF, American Horror Story, American Dad!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, ひとりじめマイヒーロー | Hitorijime My Hero (Anime), Pretty Little Liars, Little Witch Academia, Little Mix (Band), The Little Mermaid (1989), Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Super Mario Bros. (Video Games), Super Mario Galaxy, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Riviera: The Promised Land, 約束のネバーランド | Yakusoku no Neverland | The Promised Neverland (Manga), 約束のネバーランド | Yakusoku no Neverland | The Promised Neverland (Anime), Sex Education (TV), The Good Place (TV), The Good Wife (TV), The Good Doctor (TV 2017), The Good Fight (TV), WWE Immortals (Video Game), WWE 2K (Video Games), Grand Theft Auto: The Ballad of Gay Tony, Grand Theft Auto Series (Video Games), Camp Camp (Web Series), Summer Camp Island (Cartoon), Camp Lazlo!, Total Drama (Cartoon), Annie (1982), Little Orphan Annie, Orphan Black (TV), Mad Max Series (Movies), Mad Men, Men in Black (Movies), Breaking Bad, Men in Black: The Series, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Captain America - All Media Types, The Cleveland Show, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Mean Girls (2004), Avatar: The Last Airbender, Avatar: Legend of Korra, Avatar (2009), Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Minecraft (Video Game), Slamacow Minecraft Animations (Web Series), Roblox (Video Game), Paper Roblox (Video Games), iCarly, iCarly RPF, Victorious (TV), SpongeBob SquarePants (Cartoon), The SpongeBob Musical - Various/Anthony & Coulton/Jarrow, Ratatouille (2007), Of Mice & Men (Band), Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck, To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee, The Queen's Gambit (TV), Queen (Band), The White Queen (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn, Anne with an E (TV), Anne of Green Gables - L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (TV 1985) & Related Fandoms, A Series of Unfortunate Events - Lemony Snicket, Christian Bible, Original Work, Star Trek, Star Wars - All Media Types, The Simpsons, The 100 (TV), Deltarune (Video Game), 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, Death Note (Anime & Manga), Hetalia: Axis Powers, Fairy Tail, The Amazing World of Gumball, Atypical (TV 2017), Thirteen Reasons Why - Jay Asher

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Peter Griffin, Lois Griffin, Tony Stark, Bruce Wayne, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Knight, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Wanda Bell, Wanda Maximoff, Yelena (Shingeki no Kyojin), Pieck Finger, Pieck Finger's Mother, Pieck Finger's Father, Eda Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorne, Amity Blight, Amity Blight's Parents, Luz Noceda, Piper Chapman, Alex Vause, Levi Ackerman, Hange Zoë, Squad Hange, Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony), Twilight Sparkle (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Applejack (My Little Pony), Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony), Freddy Fazbear, Foxy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Bonnie (Five Nights at Freddy's), Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's), Phone Guy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Springtrap (Five Nights at Freddy's), The Mangle (Five Nights at Freddy's), Golden Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Toy Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's), Chloe Price (Life Is Strange), Chloe Stapleton, Maxine "Max" Caulfield, Eliqua Maxwell, Maxsim Reznikov, Max (Disney: The Little Mermaid), Enoshima Junko, Pearl (Steven Universe), Steven Universe, Amethyst (Steven Universe), Peridot (Steven Universe), Garnet (Steven Universe), Lapis Lazuli (Steven Universe), Jasper (Steven Universe), Rose Quartz (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond (Steven Universe), Sapphire (Steven Universe), Ruby (Steven Universe), White Diamond (Steven Universe), Pink Diamond (Steven Universe), Bismuth (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Spinel (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Stevonnie (Steven Universe), Eren Yeager, Mikasa Ackerman, Sasha Blouse, Connie Maheswaran, Connie Springer, Regina Zellerbach, Regina George, Nicole Watterson, Gumball Watterson, Flask Robonoid(s) (Steven Universe), Rob (The Amazing World of Gumball), Anais Watterson, Richard Watterson, Darwin Watterson, Happy (Fairy Tail), Bickslow (Fairy Tail), Loke (Fairy Tail), Evergreen (Fairy Tail), Fairy Tail Guild, Adeku | Alder, Jesus "Soos" Alzamirano Ramirez, Jesus Christ, Stan Pines, Gideon Gleeful, Gideon Pines | Reverse Gideon Gleeful, Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Toriel (Undertale), Ymir (Shingeki no Kyojin), Ymir Fritz, Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss, Erwin Smith, Bertolt Hoover, Reiner Braun

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[weeping-petals]

Little Thief

Word Count - 2,194

The gems grieve in their own ways for the loss of Rose Quartz. 

It had been different since… Rose.

 Not like the times that one of them had taken off on some mission and lost track of time, reappearing months, possibly years later. The passage of time for gems was different, time existed beyond them, detached. Somehow now, it felt… different. As if in some way time creeped into one of them and the clock ran out all at once, and suddenly they were all grounded to this specific place. Anchored to a now, where once time extended and branched outward around them.

 “I still don’t get it,” Amethyst huffed. She walked a distance back from the other two, arms crossed behind her head. The light snowfall ended hours ago, leaving a fluffy layer across the sidewalks and soil made harder than Apatite. “You keep sayin’ Rose is gone, but we have Steven. And Steven isn’t Rose, but she has Rose’s gem. How come they aren’t the same person?”

 Pearl rubbed at her eyes and looked off. The icy wind didn’t bother them, yet she still looped her arms around her shoulders. It made her look chilled, with her lack of sleeves.

 Ever patient Garnet came to the rescue. Always easygoing, calm, and collected. “Rose and her child can’t exist together, because Steven has her gem.” She thought it over a bit, searching the night sky for answers and strength.

 The three gems were out at this hour on a patrol, assuring that Beach City had no secrets or dangers present before they turned focus to missions. Someone would always stay behind while they ran to distant destinations, but Amethyst was less experienced with fighting and tact, and Pearl was… preoccupied. The general atmosphere of Beach City was still, the snowfall forcing inhabitants behind walls and into blankets on this inhospitable night. Some wispy clouds remained stubborn across the cobalt sky, tinged a varied of shades of royal and yale.

 “It’s like Ruby and Saphire,” she began. Garnet walked over to the Amethyst and knelt, showing her hands. “Garnet is her own person, but not alone. She – I – am both a part of Ruby and Saphire. But they have their gems, they have their own persons. I am neither one or the other, I am my own person. I recognize that now.”

 Amethyst set a hand over her chin, and the other touched one of Garnet’s palms. Intense thought was going into this deduction. “So, she’s like a fusion. Yeh, I get that.” Garnet winced when Pearl groaned.

 “Sort of…” Garnet frowned, searching pathways for the right words. “But baby humans are not like fusions. They are individuals, detached from their fusors. I can’t go anywhere without Ruby, or Saphire. It’s physically impossible. Steven… has a freedom we will never totally understand.”

 “Okay. But it’s not like they don’t stop existing when they make you.” Amethyst pointed out the two gems on Garnet’s palms. “That’s Saphy, and there’s Ruby. I recognize their cuts. Steven has Rose Quartz gem, so why isn’t she Rose Quartz still?”

 “Amethyst!” Pearl barked. Garnet stood and held up her hands, stoic but trying to ease the boiling point that hit the Pearl. “The concept isn’t that difficult to grasp! Even for you!”

 “Try me!”

 “The two of you—” Garnet stopped, head snapping towards the serene city limits, interrupted briefly by the chug of a primitive engine. From the roads careened a vehicle, plowing through drifts of powdery snow and bucking over hidden obstacles with reckless abandonment. The head lights flashed across the three figures in the night, and abruptly swerved to avoid impact. It barely came to a full halt, when one of the doors cracked open and a figure tumbled out. Thankfully, the van lost momentum and stayed put, engine still rattling.

 A panty, lumpy figure trudged through the snow layer. “Guys! Guys!” Patiently, the three waited for Greg to catch his breath or catch up with them. He was doing more crashing and shivering than covering ground. Was he in his flipflops? “I— Help! It’s— I was!” He gaged on a mouth full of snow and crashed sideways. “STEVEN!”

 “What happened? What’s wrong!” Pearl was the first to reach Greg. She hesitated at his side refusing to touch the sputtering human, and only knelt as Greg struggled to surface from another mound of frost. “What have you done now? We can’t trust you with anything!”

 Those words made him wince. “I didn’t— an angry twizzler stole him!”

 Befuddled and shook, the three gems stood in varied expressions of painfully slow buffering. Pearl wilted and looked to Garnet, who held the stoniest expression of them all. To a stranger, this may have appeared indifferent to the presented situation of panic and unknowns, to the gems that knew her relatively well…. Amethyst was backing away, dawning horror on her face.

 There was high likelihood someone was going to shatter this night.

 __

 In a deep shadow, above where the waves crashed and bubbled, the sea froths and scrubbed away at frozen rocks:

 “So. You’re the Gem that stole her away. Robbed me of my Happily. ℰ𝓋ℯ𝓇.

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 The baby nibbled on her – his. His fingers, and sniffled. He had not woken at all throughout her reckless and wild movement through the town. Though that was a goal, it was entirely too easy to jostle a tiny and sensitive baby, and she didn’t need to upset the pebble and have him wailing across the night. She really didn’t want to hear him cry.

 “Hmm. But you’re… kinda cute. I guess.” She touched the little puff of curls poking out from the blanket bundled around his body. “A cute lil thief.” A tear plipped on the baby’s nose, and the eyes opened, staring up at the looming being. “Thieved me of my entire world. My purpose. Everything I ever thought was precious to me. Everything I fought for, would’ve splint in two for. You don’t know what that’s like, do you? Hmm? You have no idea yet. Huh?”

 The baby blinked, vacant of comprehension. He knew his father, and to an extent, foggily recalled Others. But this one. This one was stark and different, in shape and color. Light from the moon hit the ocean, and its brilliant radiance slanted through the alcove catching on the sculpted stone set in her chest. Every buckling quake of her body caused the light to jitter, and her eyes, dulled by sorrow, glimmered in the sullen light. Nothing else was visible, aside from magenta streaks drooping.

 “Will you ever be capable of understanding? How much you hurt us. Hurt me. Rose. Wasn’t I enough? Why? Why wasn’t I enough?” Spinel choked and bent forward, unable to regain control of the intense wave vibrating through her Gem. She was never good enough. Nothing was ever good enough for Rose – Pink Diamond. Having a colony didn’t satisfy her, having a whole world to herself, not good enough. She couldn’t be happy with her friends, the only survivors of the War. It was never enough. Spinel failed. Failed her Diamond. There was no greater shame, than failing the one you were created for. She had one purpose in all of her existence, and it was gone.

 “Why? Why wasn’t I good enough? What did I do wrong! Why couldn’t she just be happy, with me? What should I have done?”

 The baby coughed and began an insignificant gurgle, reeling that into a rolling yowl. Spinel jolted, body coiling a little tighter around the bundle.

 “No-no-no,” she cooed. “Oh no-no, please don’t cry. Shh-shh….” She tugged the blanket corners around his neck and made certain none of the damp air got through. She wasn’t exactly feeling like a furnace right now, but she could generate heat. It used energy, but she could do that. None of it was soothing the baby, his cracked hiccups and pitiful whimpers edged on Spinel’s natural instincts to comfort. Again, she was failing. Pathetic.

 “Please, I don’t know… I don’t know how…Rose.” She felt so lost, severed from abilities she had purposefully learned and were not inherit to Gems. How did it go? What did humans do? What did pebble humans like? She could just bubble him, that was what they did with unruly corrupted Gems. “Please stop. Shhh-shhh…. Um.” She hummed, choosing a tune and warble lost from ages ago. It was soft and bittersweet, a melody that once upon a time moved through the Garden, before the Great War. Before she abandoned innocence, for a new purpose. A new Game.

 The baby hiccupped and spluttered, eyes blinking at the strange being. He looked on the verge of regressing, spurring Spinel to draw her arms up from her lap and hold the child to her gem.

 “Oh my stars, Oh distant galaxies, watching and turning, tirelessly pining. I stand still and proud in my Garden all alone, waiting out the eons as they slip away. I wonder, will today be the day my light returns? My radiance and eminence given form, to take and hold me, praise me. My purpose, my star gifted aspiration. Will this be the day I win the game? What fun we’ll have, if we keep each other. Cherish one another. For eternity boundless.’

 “Endless and timeless, we are forever. What always was, shall then continue. From my Garden I watch as the ones once cherished, grow distant and dim. But not us. Not us. A star becomes a nova, but a Gem is set and steadfast. Farewell to the stars, the galaxies, vacant of passion, bereft of sorrow. Void of precious longing. We burn bright, but stars snuff out. When they dim, erupt, dazzle like Gem Glows, I say farewell. I will miss your light, I will grieve for your guidance and comfort this night. Stars flicker and fall, but not us. Not us. We are… we are forever.”

 This was not how it was supposed to be. This was not how the game should have ended. Spinel buckled, struggling and failing to shove off the memories. The longing and irreversible nature of permanence.

The baby burbled and snuggled into her chest. He breathed calmly, absorbed in the lullaby and quieted into soundless sleep. Her tears soaked into the thick fiber of the blanket.

 This. This was all she had now. No more Rose, no more—

 “SPINEL!”

 Her eyes snapped open, rimmed and spiraled. Below on the ledge of the sea cliff stood the remnants of the Crystal Gems, minus Pearl. Where could Pearl be?

 “You need to give little Rose back!” Amethyst’s Gem gleamed as she reached for her weapon, but an arm set out by Garnet stalled this movement. Spinel narrowed her eyes.

 “You need to return him,” Garnet boomed. “It is too cold for a child to be out unprotected, you’re putting his life at risk. He’s not like us, he’s human!”

 “What’s his name,” Spinel murmured. “What did they… decide to name him? He’s a… uhh, a Rose Quartz.”

 “Steven,” Garnet supplied, gently. “Rose wanted him to have a human name. He might have a gem, but he may turn out to be more human than Gem. We don’t know.”

 “Hah. Hah-ha.” She tugged her knees up around her arms and checked the entrance of the alcove. Pearl’s absence made her nervous, but it was possible she wanted nothing to do with this confrontation. Either way, the baby – Steven’s – safety, was the forefront of their focus. “This was what she wanted.” She often said that in the few months following the news. “She wanted. This.”

 “It was her decision., and we will preserve those wishes!” Garnet edge her body down, moving her arm away from Amethyst. The stout Gem reached for her weapon, scowling. “For his safety, we will take chances. Don’t make us take that course. Please, Spinel. I have seen the choices you make, and they all end badly.”

 “You can’t bluff me.” Spinel blew a raspberry. “I know better.”

 “Then consider I don’t care what I see. It’s irrelevant. What I do know, is that under no circumstance will we fail. We will take Steven back, and deal with you accordingly.”

 Spinel sighed and drew her face back from Steven’s forehead. “You really can’t take the chance, can you? Pff.” Like a thread unraveling from a sweater, Spinel uncoiled her body and stood. Garnet and Amethyst flinched, geared for the next act. Spinel picked her way gracefully down the jagged rocks, a complete contradiction to her sporadic and craggy movements. Gradually, Garnet unwound her own body and stood at her full height. When Spinel hit the moonlight fully, Amethyst’s jaw dropped.

 She was on high ground and didn’t need to stretch herself, to pass the baby from her arms. “Despite you yelling, he stayed asleep.” She backed away, cloaking herself in the shadows once more until only her eyes and gem were visible.

 “Spinel—”

 “What happened?” Amethyst blurted.

 Spinel didn’t answer, instead, she shut her eyes and doused the light burning in her Gem.

 “What HAPPENED to her!” Amethyst spat, once more. Garnet was about to respond, but jarred and stooped low.

 “Duck!”

 Honestly, Amethyst didn’t need to. Pearl cleared her head with enough space and went sailing outward, with a wail, spear in hand. The two watched her descent and inevitable splash in the ice capped waves below.

 “Nice try, Pearl.”

 Amethyst cupped her hands around her mouth. “You had ONE JOB!”

#steven universe #spinel fanfic #steven universe fanfiction #spinel fanfiction #garnet #amethyst #pearl #greg universe #crystal gem universe au #spinel crystal gem #baby steven

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Steven Universe: Marooned Together - Chapter Forty-Nine

(thanks as always to @real-fakedoors for proof-reading!)

It was an uncomfortable journey home.

Lars and Sadie spent much of it in the captain’s cabin, but found it hard to find the right words to say. Where did they start? They were a barely-human cyborg and an immortal pirate with one arm, and it had been years since they’d last seen each other. Ultimately, all they could think of were quiet, mindless platitudes - ‘How’s being a space pirate treating you?’ ‘Pretty well, pretty well.’

Whenever they emerged, Lars could see Jasper leaning against the wall, gazing warily at Sadie’s mechanical augmentations. The captain could understand that - how could they really know that some kind of Homeworld kill-switch wouldn’t suddenly activate? Or that a far-off Agate might not take remote control? Still, he couldn’t help but feel perturbed; she wasn’t a monster, after all.

The Home Guard didn’t seem convinced of that. Almost all of them were on the docks when the Sun Incinerator landed on New Earth, their weapons trained warily at the newcomer. Jeff’s reassurances - “It’s just a security measure!” - felt empty. He felt more like he’d taken Sadie to a prison than a refuge.

It was only when they’d reached Lenny’s apartment that the tension seemed to even slightly deflate - replaced by a deep annoyance.

“Some welcoming committee, Fryman.”

He turned to Peedee, who was standing with his husband by the door.

“This is standard procedure, Barriga,” replied Peedee testily. “We have to keep New Earth safe. If someone overrides your girlfriend we can’t-”

“Peedee, Lars, calm down,” said Jeff. “We can argue later. Right now we-”

The door to the other room creaked open, and Lenny emerged. She offered a nervous smile.

“She-she’s asleep,” she explained. “I-I had to p-put her… to put her under for s-s-safety reasons, but there’s no-noth-nothing i-in her or anything. She… she’s free.”

Lars ran a hand over his head and exhaled.

“Thank god,” he exclaimed. “Lenny, you mind if I stay overnight? I want to be sure she’s…”

“Y-yes, that’s fine, y-y-you c-can sleep on the… the couch.”

“Thanks.”

He turned to Jeff and Peedee.

“And you two,” he continued, “you’re gonna tell them she’s safe, right?”

Jeff put a hand on Lars’ shoulder.

“Of course we will,” he replied. “It’s all good, Captain. She’s home now.”

---

Stevonnie paced in front of the couch in Jeff’s penthouse - they felt thankful that the Frymans had let them borrow it for the evening. Having to deliver this message in the Diamond’s Lament, or even on the Island, would have felt too open, e too exposed.

As it was, they found it hard to look into the eyes of the other Crystal Gems. Crystal Gems - did those words still have any meaning?

“...so, what’s the word, ‘Von?” Amethyst was leaning on the armrest, her hand on her cheek. “You found another old friend?”

“I have a lead,” replied Stevonnie. “Well, I have a sort of lead. I… White Diamond talked to me on the last mission. She, uh, I think she uses her Pearl as a puppet.”

Bismuth shook her head.

“Like, she talks through her?”

“Yeah, she doesn’t seem to have any free will,” nodded Stevonnie. “It’s… really freaky.”

Bismuth grimaced. “That’s just sick.”

“I had heard rumours about that,” said Peridot. “That when a gem in White’s court does wrong, she… overwrites them.”

“Does she ever… unoverwrite them?” asked Stevonnie nervously.

Peridot shrugged.

“Tell me what she told you,” said Garnet evenly.

“I…”

They turned to Lapis - the blue gem gave her a reassuring smile.

“I think Pearl’s still out there, somewhere.”

Amethyst perked up, her eyes widening, as Peridot and Bismuth both straightened up in their seats. Even Garnet seemed to express surprise, her jaw dropping ever so slightly.

“I… Pearl’s alive?” exclaimed Amethyst.

Bismuth grinned.

“Can’t keep a good renegade down, huh?” She pounded her palm with her fist. “So, where is she?”

“I don’t know,” replied Stevonnie. “There… there’s something you guys need to know.”

They swallowed hard, closing their eyes; they felt tears pricking behind their eyelids, and their hands began to shake.

“Stevonnie…” Garnet’s tone sounded slightly worried, yet at the same time soothing. Keep talking, she seemed to imply. Whatever you say, I’m here for you.

They breathed in through their nose and began.

“White Diamond created her,” they continued. “She… she used to be Blue’s pearl… and Yellow’s pearl.”

“But they already have Pearls,” said Bismuth flatly.

“That’s the point,” said Stevonnie. “She was created to… to test them. By… by tempting them to rebel.”

The silence that followed was long and terrible - you could have heard a pin drop. Stevonnie’s eyes flashed from Amethyst (incomprehension, confusion), to Peridot (slow, horrified realisation), to Bismuth (and it seemed like a furnace had been lit in her eyes) and finally to Garnet (themself, reflected in that visor, as if it was a mirror of judgement.)

“She… she did what?” asked Amethyst.

“Oh my stars,” whispered Peridot.

“She… she knew the motto,” Stevonnie continued. “A-and she was qu-quoting Pearl directly, and… she said the only difference between Pin-mom and the other Diamonds was that… was that she f-failed the test, and…”

They heard the sound of boots on the floor, echoing in the suite. They turned to Amethyst, standing up, fists clenched.

“You… are you saying…” She seemed to be unable to come up with the words. “Are you saying she… Pearl led Rose on? That it was… that it was all some kind of sick test?!”

“I…”

Stevonnie glanced down at their feet.

“White said that’s what she was made for,” they said, “But… you need to think…”

“Did she know she was doing it?” demanded Amethyst. “Was it all just some big lie when she said she cared about us? That stuff about admiring us, about us being able to do whatever we wanted, Opal, Sardonyx, Alexandrite, was any of it ever real, Stevonnie?”

“Amethyst!” Bismuth rose to her feet, voice raised. “Lay off them!”

“No, I want an answer!” shouted Amethyst. “Was. It. Real?”

Stevonnie shrank back.

“I… I think… I think she…”

Their voice cracked.

“I don’t know,” they admitted, “but I believe…”

Amethyst shook her head.

“You know what?” she said. “Fuck her. Fuck her. I never want to see her again.”

“Amethyst, you know she’d never-” Bismuth began.

“No I don’t! And neither do you!” exclaimed Amethyst. “She was just, like, a liar or a robot sent by White Diamond or something else to fucking manipulate us, and I…”

She clutched her hair and screamed.

“Amethyst!” shouted Bismuth. “Knock it off. She is one of our own, and I’m not gonna…”

“She isn’t one of us and she NEVER FUCKING WAS!”

As the echoes of Amethyst’s last scream faded away, she became aware of a peculiar sound.

Stevonnie was on the ground, face buried in Lapis’ arms, their sobs softly filling the air.

“I’m sorry,” they were muttering, “I never should’ve said it, I’ve ruined everything, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

Amethyst’s jaw dropped, and she seemed to struggle for words.

“I… I…”

Lapis looked up at her, her expression so cold it burned.

“Get out,” she snapped.

“Look, I didn’t mean to make them…”

“Get. Out.”

Amethyst glanced from Stevonnie to the door and back several times, like a startled cat. Then, her expression hardening, she marched outside, slamming the door hard behind her. Peridot gazed after her - she quickly got up, sprinting after her girlfriend. What followed was dead silence, save for quiet, fading crying.

At last, Garnet spoke up.

“We’re going to find Pearl,” she said.

“Please,” wheezed Stevonnie. “Don’t… don’t hurt her, she didn’t… she didn’t mean to…”

“Garnet, we are not punishing her for…” said Bismuth.

Garnet knelt down, pulling both Stevonnie and Lapis into a hug. Bismuth trailed off.

“We’re not going to punish her,” she assured them. “We’re going to get the Crystal Gems back together.”

Bismuth grinned, pulling all three into a big hug with her powerful arms.

“And then I’m gonna find White Diamond, and I’m gonna beat the crap out of her!” added Bismuth. “Because you know what we mean, Lapis?”

Lapis blushed.

“Do… do I have to say it?”

“Yep. Otherwise I’m just gonna have to hug you until you do.”

Lapis sighed.

“We mean Bismuth.”

Stevonnie burst into giggles, and Lapis couldn’t help but smile.

---

It was dark in Lenny’s apartment, and Lars slept soundly on the couch. The only sound was the quiet background noise of the radio - Radio New Earth, the best and only music station in town. It was just about enough to mask the sound of quiet footsteps.

“...well, it’s that sort of time of night, so I thought it’d be a good time to play a classic. Here it is, enjoy.”

Sadie grimaced slightly as she heard the opening bars of the song - of course they’d play that one, wouldn’t they? She shook her head, clutching the small note in mechanical, disembodied fingers. She lay it down on the coffee table.

I can’t help it if I make a scene, Stepping out of my hot pink limousine,

Gently, she leaned down, planting a kiss on Lars’ bubblegum-pink forehead. The pirate smiled, just for a moment, and snuggled up on the lounge. Sadie gave him a small smile and headed for the door.

Outside, she met Lenny.

“Y-you d-don’t have to…”

“I do,” replied Sadie quietly. “This place is for humans and gems, and… and I’m neither.”

Lenny bit her lip and nodded.

Out they went into the streets of New Earth - it was late, and the only signs of life were those scurrying off to night shifts, or a few destitute souls stumbling home from the Diamond’s Lament. It was only a short walk to the docks, but to Sadie it seemed to take an age. She could feel the stares of every passerby, drilling into her soul.

I’m turning heads and I’m stopping traffic, When I pose they scream, and when I joke they— 

She tried to shake Lars from her mind.

Eventually she was there, next to the only ship accepting crew - a small scavenging ship bound for the furthest edges of the galaxy.

She walked to the loading ramp, gazing up at the captain - a grizzled old woman with a scarred face. For a moment, she glanced back, towards Lenny, towards the road back to Lars.

She shook her head and boarded.

By the time Lars awoke, she was lightyears away.

---

“I loved her once.”

I hypnotize by the way I’m walking, I’ve got ‘em dazzled like a stage magician,

Amethyst leaned over a glass in the empty Diamond’s Lament, sitting across from Peridot in the dark, almost forlorn looking establishment. The green gem held her hand, watching in concern as her girlfriend threw back another of the strongest stuff the bar had.

When I point they look, And when I talk they listen, well— 

“Nah, more than that,” she continued. “I admired her. She played me like a fucking fiddle, Peri.”

“Are you going to go back?” asked Peridot.

Everybody needs a friend, And I’ve got you, and you, and— 

Amethyst sighed.

“To Stevonnie and Garnet and all them?” she replied, her voice slurring. “I… I don’t know. I’ve been… been calling myself a Crystal Gem for so long, but that… bitch came up with the name, and…”

She closed her eyes.

Can you blame me? I’m too famous.

“It doesn’t even fuckin’ mean anything.”

She slumped onto the table, head buried in her arms, as she quietly and miserably sang along to the tinny sound of the radio.

Haven’t you noticed I’m a star I’m coming into view as the world is turning Haven’t you noticed I made it this far Now everyone can see me burning…

Trillions and trillions of miles away, a solitary, lithe figure gazed up at alien stars, and softly sung to herself as she lay on the desert sands.

Now everyone can see me burning Now everyone can see me burning…

#steven universe #marooned together #stevonnie #lapis lazuli #amethyst #peridot #garnet #bismuth #lars barriga #sadie miller #jeff #peedee fryman #lapvonnie #jeffdee #amedot #larsadie

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Lapidot Angst Week Day 7

Day 7: Captured

Fun fact: Days 1, 3, and 7 are all connected. I’m really glad I participated in this project, I usually don’t put out my writing like this. I want to give out a big thank you to everyone who liked and/or reblogged my posts. Maybe I’ll put out more writing stuff in the future, but for now I think I’m gonna take a small break.

Somewhere in the distance there was a faint conversation. Peridot couldn’t see where it came from. Actually, she couldn’t see anything at all. Everything was blurred together, and moved in a scraggled mess, she couldn’t even see her hand right in front of her face. Her head hurt, and she knew why, she just didn’t want to think about it. She couldn’t stand, everything felt like it was moving without her and made her feel an awful sensation in her abdomen. So she leaned against the wall of her cell and listened to the barely audible voices somewhere to her right. Soon sitting became too much for her to handle. She slid down the wall until she was laying on the cold, hard floor, trying to find a comfortable position.

There was no one else with her, she had felt around for somebody, anybody with whom she could spend her last moments. She was sure they were all gone now, shattered. She could feel her energy lessen with every passing minute. The voices came closer, passed her cell, and faded away. Silence. Nothing else to hear but the ship making its way through the galaxy towards Homeworld. Peridot closed her eyes and felt a lump in her throat, but no tears came, she was too exhausted to cry. To think that just a few hours ago, it was a normal day.

The sun was shining, the ocean was the perfect temperature, she and Steven has expertly molded damp sand into small castle. But they only had a few minutes to admire it before Pumpkin came bounding through, playing chase with a shapeshifted Amethyst, and ruined it. Steven assured Peridot that they could make another, bigger and better, and they did. Afterwards they sat in the surf, the waves wrapping around their waists like the earth was giving them a friendly hug, and then Peridot had allowed Steven and Amethyst to lead her in up to her ches. Later after they were dry they went to the boardwalk. Steven and Amethyst got ice cream and Peridot got fries to feed to Pumpkin. Then they decided to go and check on their flower garden.

That was when things had gone south.

At first Peridot was happier than she had ever been to see Lapis again, but something was very off. Lapis was standing in the middle of the ruined garden, trying to convey something to the three without words. She was uneasy and looked like someone had been dragging her from planet to planet, which is exactly what the hunter gems had been doing before they caught on to Lapis’ silent warnings and realized they had the right place. Before Peridot could blink someone grabbed her from behind, she tried to struggle free but a destabilizer struck her across the face, breaking her visor and sending a sharp pain from the top of her head and down her back. Another hit and she was knocked out, and woke up in this cell.

Once she realized where she was and that she was alone a number of questions raced through her mind. Where were the others? What had happened to them? Did Pearl and Garnet know they were gone? Or had they been taken too? Was Pumpkin still on earth? Was she okay? Where was Lapis?

Lapis.

Suddenly she had become focused on her.

Lapis, who had been used once again. This time to hurt her friends. She had been found out, her running away didn’t work. If only Peridot had gone with her she would have helped Lapis take down the gems that had hunted her down. If only Peridot had tried harder to convince her to stay this wouldn’t have happened at all, they would have had the others on their side, they could have taken them down together.

Where was Lapis?

She became fixated on that question.

Where was Lapis?

“Stop! You got what you wanted! Please, I’m not of any further use to you!”

There was Lapis.

Peridot gathered enough strength to lift her head. The shield of her cell went down for a moment, Lapis cried out as her body hit the ground. The shield went back up and whoever was carrying Lapis left without a word.

“Peridot!”

Peri felt herself being picked up and squeezed close, she snuggled into Lapis’ shoulder and forced her hands to grab onto the taller gem’s wrist.

“Peridot I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, about everything.” Lapis sobbed. “This is all my fault.”

“No, it’s not.” Peri squeaked out. “It’s my fault. I should have tried harder.”

“No, I pushed you away, I abandoned you, I made you afraid of me…”

“I’m not afraid of you, who said I was?”

“It’s...it’s nothing.” Lapis took a moment to gather herself. “I was about to come home before they got me. I guess I should have come home sooner. Or...I shouldn’t really have left at all.”

“Yeah, who would have thought a big barn floating through space would have gotten someone’s attention?”

Lapis made a tiny snort and Peridot knew she was smiling, she couldn’t help but smile too.

“Really though,” Lapis continued. “I should have listened to you. I did something really stupid.”

“I’m just glad you’re here. Whatever Homeworld does with us, I’m just glad that I get to be with you before it happens. I...I missed you, a lot.” Peri felt her eyes sting with fresh tears. “I was a mess without you, I’ll admit it. Steven and Amethyst helped a lot but...when you left, a huge piece of me left too. Agh! That sounds so stupid when it doesn’t come from Percy!”

Lapis snorted louder and squeezed Peridot a little tighter.

“I know what you mean.” She said. “I felt like I was gonna go crazy too. I guess we both kind of need each other.”

Their joy quickly diminished, here they were talking like they weren’t about to be shipped off to their certain deaths. Peridot felt the tears more strongly now. This was just like in that nightmare. Lapis knew this too, as she gently patted her skirt against the smaller one’s face, singing very soft and just loud enough for her to hear. But her voice made slight quivers, she couldn’t keep herself from crying either. Slowly, gently, she took off Peri’s visor and ran a hand through her hair.

———

“Peridot?” A familiar voice called. “Peridot, are you okay? Can you hear me?”

“Steven?”

“She’s okay!”

Peridot groaned and rubbed her head, her gem had been healed some time ago, her vision coming back more and more now that she was awake. She was now laying in Steven’s bed back at the house. A dream? Was it all a dream?

“Lapis?” Peridot reached out next to her and to her surprise did feel a soft, slender hand.

“I’m right here.” Lapis said. Peridot turned and saw that she could see her face now, smiling at her.

“How are you feeling?” Pearl appeared from behind Lapis. “You were in awful shape when we found you two. It’s a good thing we got you to Steven when we did.”

Pearl frowned a little and licked her thumb to wipe away a smear of dirt on Peridot’s cheek. Peridot couldn’t pull away fast enough.

“Go get ‘em, girl!” Amethyst yelled from downstairs. Pumpkin excitedly barked and launched herself onto the bed, licking both of her moms. The happy little family was whole once again.

“The barn!” Peridot remembered. “What about the barn!?”

“Don’t worry, it’s back in its place.” Pearl assured.

“You think I’d leave our home all the way in space?” Lapis said.

Everyone laughed. After Peridot was absolutely sure that she was alright, she and Lapis and Pumpkin went home. The three went up to the truck bed and Peri got the television working once more. The familiar routine of watching Camp Pining Hearts until Lapis and Pumpkin fell asleep was a blanket of comfort for Peridot, who followed it up with the routine of turning off the television and quietly scrolling through Tweeter, and then waking up Lapis to watch the sunrise.

And that was when Peridot was sure that she wasn’t still asleep.

#lapidotangstweek #lapidot #steven universe #in the queue you go!

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❛ i don’t wanna boast, so… i’ll let you do it for me. ❜

His entire body burned. Sparks and tingles along his neck. His shoulders. His torso. His vision spotted as he panted, closing his eyes and covering them with his arm. His legs were soft as pudding. And laying partially on top of him wasÉtienne, positively glowing as he gently ran his fingers through Regi’s hair. 

This camping trip was possibly the best worst decision of his life.

“I don’t wanna boast,” Étienne hummed. “So...I’ll let you do it for me.”

Regi chuckled. “Fuck you...”

“Might want to wait a little bit before we do that. Catch your breath first.”

“Maybe a nap too. I’m wiped out.”

Étienne nodded in agreement. “That sounds like a good idea. We don’t have to go anywhere for a while yet. Plenty of time before we need to pack up camp.” He gently pulled Regi’s arm off his face before brushing the loose strands of hair away. “Why do you do that?”

Regi stared at him, perplexed. “Do what?”

“Cover your eyes like that? You should be more proud of them. Flaunt them more.” Étienne’s hand gently caressed his cheek, lightly brushing his thumb right under the left eye. “Such a unique color. Somewhere between amethyst and tanzanite. I’ve never seen eyes like these...Yet the world only ever sees them in the privacy of a hotel at best. And all your public relation pieces have you with complete blue-green heterochromia.”

“My contacts,” Regi explained, stifling a yawn. “Specially made them myself to work with my quirk. Better than glasses in the field.”

“So they’re just another one of your gadgets?”

“Mostly, yeah.”

“Interesting,” Étienne mused. “And the colors help?”

“No,” Regi chuckled. “That’s completely stylistic. Nothing but my own personal choice.”

“Is that so?”

It was only then that Regi realized he was laying on his side, curled up in Étienne‘s arms, their legs gently tangled together. His hand had somehow made its way to the back of Étienne’s head, fingers lightly carded through the soft, blonde hair. Despite his daze, he noticed something. 

“Scar?”

“Workplace accident,” Étienne said. “I’m sure you’ve had plenty of those.”

“Yeah. I get you.” He smiled. “Must have been pretty nasty.”

Étienne shrugged. “What about you? You have interesting marks yourself.” He lightly tapped Regi’s shoulder. “Like this.” His outer thigh. “And this.”

“I like tattoos. Each one is special.”

“You have more?”

“No,” he yawned. “Not yet, at least. Hoping to someday.”

Étienne raised an eyebrow. “What’s stopping you?”

“Mary. She doesn’t like them.”

“Reginald, word of advice. You can do whatever the fuck you want with your body.”

“I’m not so sure-”

“Trust me.” He lowered his gaze, focusing on a part of his torso. His hand lightly danced along the side, sending tingles up Regi’s spine. “Right here I think...That’s be a good spot for a summer triangle...”

Regi smiled, his eyelids growing heavy as he snuggled closer. “Maybe I’ll do that then...after a nap.”

The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was his face buried in Étienne‘s shoulder and a kiss on the forehead.

Étienne watched quietly from the doorway as Reginald continued his workout. It’d been a while since he’d gotten a good look at the man like this. Shirtless, yet still dressed enough to work out modestly. Since the last time, there’d been more additions to his body art. To go with the Sailor Moon silver crystal tattoo on his left thigh, he now had a lunar sword on his other thigh and a galaxy painted cat on his lower calf. He’d taken the suggestion from that trip so long ago and got the summer triangle on his torso’s left side, and an expansive flower tattoo slowly covering his back. leaving his signature forget-me-nots free to control his left shoulder. 

Amaryllis, bellflowers, ivy, roses, white and purple heather, jasmine, rainflowers, sweetbriar and sweetpea, cornflower...is that catnip?

“You know,” Étienne finally said, “you’re awfully buff for a lanky twig of a man.”

Regi chuckled as he continued his pull ups on the hang bars. “I don’t wanna boast so...I’ll let you do it for me.”

“Throwing my own words back at me. What are you, a college freshman?”

“Nah, a freshman doesn’t get into fights with the best of their field.”

“You’d be surprised.” Étienne smiled. “We’ll be heading into Bel-Town to visit L in the hospital on Saturday. You up for it?”

Regi let himself drop, his muscles flexing softly as he landed. “I think I will be. Depends on if I can sleep between then and now.”

“Fair enough.”

Regi looked at him. “You need something?”

“Luci’s picking dinner up from the Secret Felines. Wanted to know if you’d be okay with that.”

“I’d love that.”

“I’ll go let them know then.”Étienne turned to head back out, pausing for a moment to look over his shoulder. “I’m glad to see you’re starting to do better, Reginald. It’s nice to see you smile again.”

Étienne left him to finish his workout while he talked dinner with Luci. Once they left, he prepared the table and made some fresh juice. Meatloaf came wandering in, trying in vain to get something on her foot off. He leaned down and picked her up.

“Hello there, Meatloaf,” he cooed. “What’s that you got there?” He helped get it free and let her go to run about again. 

It was an envelop, addressed to the hero agency Renegade and his team was with. It wasn’t closed. Rather, it was badly crinkled. Most likely it wasn’t complete and had been put away for later. Curiosity, and worry, got the better of him and he took it out to read, only to wish he hadn’t. His worry was now slowly being replaced with a mix of sorrow, anguish, confusion. He felt betrayed and confused.

Regi was planning to resign from hero work.

He was quitting support design.

#myselfinserts #mybnhaocs #friends ocs #the au of class #slightly steamy #easy to imply what went on #Anonymous

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NAME : Peridot #-2f5l-cut-5xg

NICKNAME: Clod, (Steven)-Playful kitty, Peri. (Amethyst)-Homegirl, Green Pancake, Wondernerd, Peri, P-dot Nerd, Perisnot, Peri-dactyl, Per. (Pearl)-Tiny Twerp. (Honeydew)-Shortcake.  (Amie)-Shorty. (Ditz)-Half-pint. (Swiss)-Techie. (Topaz)-Perbear. (Squaridot)-Kitten, Cutie Pie, Kid.    GENDER: Agender ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: demiromantic asexual PREFERRED PET NAMES: "Perbear"  (I don't think she has many pet nicknames.)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse dependent FAVOURITE CANON SHIP(S)  Lapidot  FAVOURITE NON-CANON SHIP(S): Lapazdot? Idk  OPINION ON TRUE LOVE: Peridot's none too familiar with the concept since only recently falling in love since she met her ideal matches in the world. She believes it's a person who loves and truly cares about her.  OPINION ON LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: It doesn't exist, logically it's simply attraction.  HOW ‘ROMANTIC’ ARE THEY? : While her feelings are very expressive, It varies, she tries to be the ideal girlfriend doing everything in her power to help them feel wanted and desirable. She does a lot of helping with chores and constantly compliments her significant other.  IDEAL PHYSICAL TRAITS: They must be a little bit taller than her so that she can be carried around because she likes being tall. They need to have an attractive hue of cool colors that are easy on her eyes. fluffy hair that's kind of like hers. Small enough so she can hug them properly. 

IDEAL PERSONALITY TRAITS:  A good sense of humor, Confident, Outgoing, Adventurous, Loyal, honest && Playful, Assertive.

UNATTRACTIVE PHYSICAL TRAITS: Gems that are way too big for her, Fire colored that destroy her eyes, more masculine gems, rouge monkeys. 

UNATTRACTIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS: dishonesty, pompous, brainless sensitive, all muscles, fast talkers, non-loyal, manipulative, selfish, ditchers, liars. 

IDEAL DATE: She likes to go above and beyond for whom she's dating, however, she does not mind keeping it simple. 

DO THEY HAVE A TYPE? :  The strong assertive and confident in their actions, silly gems.  

AVERAGE RELATIONSHIP LENGTH: It depends if she believes the relationship is benefitting her as well as the other. 

PREFERRED NON- SEXUAL INTIMACY: Snuggling, cuddling, hugs, forehead and cheek kisses. 

COMMITMENT LEVEL:  She's a very strongly committed gem. Once she's made up her mind there's no stopping her. 

 OPINION ON PUBLIC AFFECTION: She likes to respect people and not display a ton of PDA in public places unless she does not care about the people seeing at certain times. She really carries herself as a has her life together gem. She's not gonna roll around and flap her love goals in front of everyone.  

PAST RELATIONSHIPS: Non, she had a crush on one gem and a puppy-dog crush on another, both never went anywhere

NAME: Lapis Lazuli  #-87yl-cut-66xb

NICKNAME: (Steven)-Bob, Ready-Freddy. Lil Lappy (Greg)-Riptide Queen, Captain Lazuli. (Amethyst)-Crop Top, Grump, Sappy. (Honeydew)-Tempest Gem. (Topaz)-Angel. (Raine)-Squirt, Goofball.   GENDER: Agender ROMANTIC ORIENTATION:  demiromantic PREFERRED PET NAMES: She will only accept them from certain people

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:  Verse dependent FAVOURITE CANON SHIP(S)  Lapidot FAVOURITE NON-CANON SHIP(S): Lappypaz (paziims)-(Topaz)  OPINION ON TRUE LOVE: She's felt it in those that take her feelings into consideration. She's very fickle due to her awful past relationship. She's looking for that special someone who is going to listen to her troubles and trials.   OPINION ON LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: She's felt like it's possible comes from a chance of course.  HOW ‘ROMANTIC’ ARE THEY? :  She is extremely romantic given her mood of course. After all, she can't be romantic 24/7 as much as she is passionate about her love life. Real baggage is stuck in the back of her mind that weighs her down. Even though she is a committed gem her loyalty is not at it's strongest, it does not mean she will flat out desert the other though without warning.  IDEAL PHYSICAL TRAITS:   Shorter and smaller or taller than her, gentle eyes, soft to the touch, warm to hold, shy. 

IDEAL PERSONALITY TRAITS:  Funny, Sweet, Compassionate, Assertive, Sassy, Soft-spoken, Extrovert, People Pleasers, Strong Willed, Cute, Happy, Odd, Cool and collected.  

UNATTRACTIVE PHYSICAL TRAITS: The Gems that are way too much taller than her. Darker or bright hot fire colored gems, more masculine gems, bright eyes gems with the clashing overwhelming color palette.

UNATTRACTIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS: Lying, Dishonesty, Undecisive, Selfish, Self Centered, Manipulative, Bully, Pushy, Loudmouth, Commanding. 

IDEAL DATE: Somewhere away from the public eyes most of the time-(because of her introverted nature) A trip to the beach, a moonlit flight, watching the sunset together, picnics, carnivals, a ride around town, watching a movie. cuddling on the couch.

DO THEY HAVE A TYPE? :  Smart, Kind, A good listener, a good person, witty, impressive actions. Clumsy. 

AVERAGE RELATIONSHIP LENGTH: a matter of weeks. Should they not care or they don’t do enough to fit her mold she will tell them goodbye. She will put a ton of effort into a relationship she cares a great deal about. She will do her best to be better for someone who appreciates her traits.

PREFERRED NON- SEXUAL INTIMACY: Snuggling, hugs, soft lip kisses, holding them for a solid 5 minutes, flying them around the town.

COMMITMENT LEVEL:  Lapis is a very flirty gem, but when she does commit to the one she wants to spend the rest of her life with she will not desert them.

 OPINION ON PUBLIC AFFECTION: Lapis has no shame to those watching she will show PDA without fail.

PAST RELATIONSHIPS: One horrible mistake that haunts her to this day. part of the reason she has restraint being so dominant.

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NAME : Ditz  #-2x8c-cut-7xg

NICKNAME: Ditz, (Kyanite)-Ditzy (Honeydew)-Loser, (Amie)-Smartie, (Swiss)-Techie2   GENDER: Agender ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: hyperromantic PREFERRED PET NAMES: It would just thrill her to have one. 

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse dependent FAVOURITE CANON SHIP(S) Lapidot, Pearlamethyst, Garnet  FAVOURITE NON-CANON SHIP(S): Swissmarine, Lappypaz. OPINION ON TRUE LOVE: She would know what the trust of love is because she experiments too much. She needs to settle an look at her options. She knows her best friend seems to have found it and she’s sure as heck can’t wait to find it herself!   OPINION ON LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: She’s seen it in media she hopes it’s real, but she has her doubts.  HOW ‘ROMANTIC’ ARE THEY? :  Overexcited to the extreme, she's in such a rush to be in love. She will flirt with everyone and anyone she finds attractive.  IDEAL PHYSICAL TRAITS:   It doesn't matter to her all that much as long as they aren't overwhelmed huge or underwhelmingly small. 

IDEAL PERSONALITY TRAITS:  A good sense of humor, flirty, feminine, loving, soft-spoken, accepting of strange behaviors, non-judgmental, someone who's not going to bully her, confident, loyal, cute, compassionate. 

UNATTRACTIVE PHYSICAL TRAITS: overwhelming sizes, blinding color palette. Sharp edges, to hard to approach. 

UNATTRACTIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS: judgemental, bossy, self-centered non-loyal, mean, manipulative, selfish, backstabbing, moody, dictator. IDEAL DATE: Anywhere in the galaxy as long as she's with someone who going to give her that chance. She'd probably like some outdoor activities and active dates. Concerts, Biking, Hoverboarding,  joy driving! sneaking into a private party.   

DO THEY HAVE A TYPE? :  I don't think so, but perhaps very cute feminine or good guy nerd friends. 

AVERAGE RELATIONSHIP LENGTH: Once you get Ditz you can't shake her unless she doesn't like you back and she will make a point of telling you so.  

PREFERRED NON- SEXUAL INTIMACY: Cuddling. Passionate kissing, Hugging, snuggling, soft stroking of their hair. 

COMMITMENT LEVEL:  She's very picky who she is going to have in her life since it's constantly changing. 

OPINION ON PUBLIC AFFECTION: She would have little to No trouble showing the most PDA in the halls. 

PAST RELATIONSHIPS: She has flirted with gems before, but they all thought her to be a loser. 

NAME : Raine #-8r9a-cut-9xy

NICKNAME:  Technically her nickname is Raine (Lapis)-Queen of the Undead, Dark Lord. GENDER: Agender ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Biromantic PREFERRED PET NAMES:  Storm

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse dependent FAVOURITE CANON SHIP(S) Lapidot, Conniverse   FAVOURITE NON-CANON SHIP(S): Swissmarine, Lappypaz, Peripaz  OPINION ON TRUE LOVE: Raine has very little plans for love. She believes she has very little chance to find it. It’s rare anyone would put up with her overprotective complex. She’s content with staying on top pf Lapi’s life. With a handful of friends that she believes is the greatest form of interaction. OPINION ON LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: She is very underrated from the concept. All her favorite books are about love at first sight. HOW ‘ROMANTIC’ ARE THEY?: It would be up to her if she would ever find that special someone to make her heart flutter.   IDEAL PHYSICAL TRAITS: taller than her, gem, cool colored eyes, accents or normal voice, she welcomes all colors. styled slick hair, braids, fluffy. 

IDEAL PERSONALITY TRAITS: Reasonable, mature, calm, protective, brave, heroic, no-nonsense, smart, compassionate, historical roots.  

UNATTRACTIVE PHYSICAL TRAITS: Too rigid, brutes, rude, bad mannered, uncouth   

UNATTRACTIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS: Disorganization, Arrogance, bad-tempered, Jealous or controlling, Unreliable, dishonesty, immature, manipulative, selfish, childish.

IDEAL DATE: A trip to the library, then a stroll through the park. A nice fly through the starry sky.

DO THEY HAVE A TYPE? :  Calm and collected mature gem.

AVERAGE RELATIONSHIP LENGTH: If there's any at all it will be a month if she’s very invested

PREFERRED NON- SEXUAL INTIMACY: hugs, pecking, arm stroking, holding hands, snuggling up by the fireside

COMMITMENT LEVEL:  I doubt you’ll find anyone more seriously loyal to her ideal gem.

OPINION ON PUBLIC AFFECTION: Raine wishes most people could be more subtle about their love life in public

PAST RELATIONSHIPS: There was none.

#This took me all day #but it was worth it #peridot #lapis lazuli #ditz #raine