#hibiscus steven

[reigobun]

hibiscus

#steven universe #su #steven universe fanart #aggghghhhhhh #hibiscus #pink diamond #steven quartz universe

[birdinabowl]

Pink 2.0 ramble mainly because if I don’t write stuff down I’m going to forget it

She was made in a rush, the diamonds were grieving and wanted things back to “normal” as fast as possible. Due to this she wasn’t perfectly made and would’ve been considered an off color.

Said it before but she has permanent doll joint limbs. They look similar in style to Amethysts but they never go away. They also make her as flexible as a doll (meaning she can contort her body a lot more than regular gems).

Once the diamonds noticed that her gems were like that she was poofed, forced to reform with an outfit that could cover all her joints.

The color of her form itself was also slightly off. She had facial markings as well as markings on her body (primarily on her arms/back).

She was made to resemble a court jester. The diamonds basically wanted to try to bring back the playful side of Pink and so they tried to bring it in Pink 2.0. This reflects in her outfit which is very jester based (she gets a dumb little hat because of it). This doesn’t really reflect in her personality after the first hundred or so years due to how the diamonds had treated her.

The diamonds wanted Pink 2.0 to resemble Pink but they also didn’t want her to repeat past mistakes. This involved being a lot more strict, locking Pink 2.0 in the tower for even minor offenses and making her stay there longer and longer. She was also constantly compared to the old Pink, never hearing the end of things like “oh the real Pink would never do that”.

Safe to say Pink 2.0 resentment towards the original Pink would grow, the resentment came from the fact she couldn’t be her own gem, she had to live up and be the original Pink. However despite how the diamonds treated Pink 2.0 she would do anything for a hint of validation from them.

This is what pushed her to insisting she could lead the mission to Earth (same mission Jasper and Peridot were on). The diamonds let her, after all it was a simple mission to check on the cluster, how could anything bad happen?

I’ll talk more about what happened on Earth in a separate post

#Woah that’s a lot of words #Uhhhh I have yet to actually draw her but she’s in my mind I swear #Also thought about calling her Hibiscus #Cause flower based name is a cool parallel #also another reason but shjsksks #birds rambles #steven universe #pink diamond steven universe #hi if you read all this #writing with a 102 fever rn so I’m sorry if the grammar sucks

[caityrose]

I drew Pink Diamond as a Gem/Plant thing for a new AU I made up :]

Not sure if anyone has done this (I'm sure they have) but I scribbled up some notes for a Steven Universe AU

Basically: Gems take the forms of plants and gain energy and act mostly like plants (photosynthesis, rooting after being still for long, etc..) but still have their gems.

If anyone's interested in my ideas about it just ask! I haven't thought about it too much but I would love to elaborate if needed.

(Also any fanart is welcome / redesigns of this idea!!! Just credit my idea) 🤲🩷

#steven universe #pink diamond #plant/gem au #caityrose #au idea #SU fanart #pink diamond fanart #if you couldnt tell shes a hibiscus flower because if you know you know #got so bored in class i made a steven universe au- #if my spanish is messed up please correct me im learning still

[drtwobrains]

Are Doctor Two Brains and Steven Boxleitner the same person? Is it possible to keep ones independent identity when his body is suddenly occupied by two minds? Or when his appearance suddenly changed so drastically? Right after the accident, did either of them see themselves in the mirror? Did Squeaky kill Steven? Did Steven kill himself in order to keep up with Squeaky? Did Steven kill himself in attempts to cope? Is it easier to embrace a new identity than it is to "fight it" and watch your body become not entirely your own anymore?

YES YES THESE ARE THE QUESTIONS I AM ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT

I'm slowly compiling some pieces from the show in order to come to a more conclusive answer, but i still haven't finished it so there may be things i missed!! i don't have like an actual, firm stance as much as this post will just be a gathering of information

ANYWAY so Two Brains and Boxleitner, the first question is, are they even the same person? I'm leaning more towards Two Brains being his own, new created being

We see this RIGHT in the first short we get with Dr. Two Brains, where, when Steven is having his Jekyll Hyde moment, he's not... talking to Squeaky. He's talking to Two Brains. We KNOW from Mouse-brain takeover that Squeaky has his own higher pitched voice, will refer to himself as Squeaky, and generally just has his own mannerisms than Two Brains. Compare that to the short, that's not Squeaky at all.

That is the new person Boxleitner and Squeaky have created. I believe one of the writers on the show said that Two Brains is an amalgamation of the two, like a fusion. But how much of TB is Boxleitner? Is it just his body? Does he retain some of his personality? Clearly he has some of his memories and, in episodes like Showdown at the Secret Spaceship Hideout, still refers to himself like he is/was Boxleitner and lived through his experiences. He even still has a picture up of his family as Boxleitner in that episode w the moon and the cheese and the yknow

So it's parts like that that make me... question, who is Two Brains??? If you removed the mouse brain, would he revert back to Boxleitner? Would he be too far-gone and just become a toned down Two Brains? And even then, what would happen to his BODY? It's gone through so many changes, I mean this man can EAT THROUGH WALLS? How would Steven adjust back to himself, both through mind and body?

AND THEN there are other moments, like, when Wordgirl and Two Brains switch bodies. He still has the same voice (Boxleitner has a lower, smoother voice, TB has a higher, scratchier voice, and Squeaky has the highest voice of all three), same sort of attitude (but we do see some of Boxleitner in there too, especially with the encouraging words to WordBrains), and it's just like. We already see him without the brain.

Also in MB takeover, Two Brains is the one in the mindspace and not Boxleitner.

I had one more example but it's totally slipped my mind BUT . whatever man i think about this a lot. it's like the Ship of Theseus, is Boxleitner still the same person even with all the changes made to him? Is Boxleitner even still alive? Or is he just so morphed and changed beyond belief that there's no way he can return to the life he had before? Sure, he can reform, he can change, but there's no going back now!

ANYWAY I'M INSANE ABOUT THIS GUY LOL feel free to add your own thoughts

#im tagging this in #dr two brains #bc i love to hear thoughts #steven boxleitner #twobrainz.ask #hibiscus-candy #long post #a bit

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Do you have more ideas for the Doof AU I would like to hear about Steven Boxlitener being a Doofensmirz like villain

When I saw the image edits made by @djsadbean @hibiscus-candy and @drtwobrains of villain Steven Boxleitner, I just kind of pictured villain Steven to be more like Dr. Doofenshmirtz since he isn't force by a vicious lab mouse attached to his brain to commit cheese crimes rather he does criminal acts on his own will. I remember @kurixta and their swap au where Steven was a dangerous villain and the opposite of his canon character. I decided in my head that if Steven were a villain, I would think he keeps most of his canon personality before the accident. He would be evil, but not dark evil but more of a Saturday cartoon villain evil. I just kinda pictured Steven to be evil but fun loving as well. For example someone might see Steven on the street greet them with a friendly hello and then the next day see Steven on the news robbing the bank. I decided that Steven can have a doofenshmirtz personality where they are evil but also fun loving. The villain Steve au I had in my head, or Doof Au as you call it, was not entirely a definitive and thought out idea, it was just something that would be fun to think about based on all the edits I have seen. If I were to make it a thought out au, it would most likely be a Becky Boxleitner au since Heinz Doofenshmirtz is a dad in Phineas and Ferb.

For a few headcanons on this au:

Steven is a good dad like Doof but also an evil scientist whose main goal is to TAKE OVER THE ENTIRE TRI-STATE (*cough*) i meant the ENTIRE FAIR CITY AREA! Steven as a villain would not be as evil as Dr. Two Brains, he wouldn't kill anyone (unless they harm his child).

Steven would be a chaotic and eccentric evil. Just imagine Steven doing Doof's intro's when he is introducing his latest gadget.

I also picture Steven trying to act dark and menacing but when he sees one picture of his kid or something adorable, he is just a gushing and doting mess. Note: Man is still weak against Becky's puppy dog eyes. I also can see Steven turn around in a chair to face the hero while petting Squeaky, trying to appear all menacingly, then freak out when Squeaky bites him on the finger.

I don't know if I will still have Wordgirl as the main hero or make an amazing cheese ship out of this au. But one funny thing I picture is like when Doof doesn't recognize Perry without his fedora, Steven doesn't picture Becky as Wordgirl when she takes her helmet off.

Steven: Now Wordgirl get ready to face your doom with my super potent goop ray😈... (Becky takes her helmet off)...😨BECKY, honey, what are you doing tied up in that chair where Wordgirl was? Don't worry sweetheart, I'll get you out and then search for Wordgirl with my goop ray.

#wordgirl #wordgirl au #steven boxleitner #becky boxleitner au #answered ask #dr two brains #amazing cheese #doof au #dr doofenshmirtz #phineas and ferb #djsadbean #drtwobrains #hibiscus candy #kurixta swap au #salieri27

[blueporl]

i don't usually do pride month art but there was a prompt and i couldn't resist lmao

in which Autumn Diamond (she/her) and Hibiscus Tea Pearl (she her) are flexing that they have nicer outfits than Tarr Largo Diamond (she/him/they) even though it's literally not a competition

#pride month #steven universe #lgbtq #su oc #gemsona #oc tag: autumn diamond #oc tag: hibiscus tea pearl #oc tag: tarr largo diamond #2023 #pride art

[cupideya1314]

A Rose and Hibiscus flowers 🌺🥀 So it was Steven's Birthday last 15 Huhuhu I still get feels remembering the comfort I get from Steven Universe ✨✨✨

#stevenuniverse #stevenuniversefuture #stevenuniverseart #sufanart #steven #rose #hibiscus #stevenuniversefanart #art #artph #digitalart

[youngpeacepenguin]

So was no one going to tell me that the Rose of Sharon is a hibiscus flower, which now makes me realize why the hibiscus was used as symbolism for Pink Diamond in Steven Universe

#steven universe #pink diamond #rose quartz #hibiscus #symbol

[ivystoryweaver]

With You Part 2

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Summary: Your fiancé Marc experiences his first hangover in 2 years. Can he face you in the light of day, and admit to you and Steven what he knows about another alter?

Pairings: Marc Spector x reader, Steven Grant x reader, Jake Lockley x reader. Gender neutral reader, though there is one optional fiancé(e) and muñeca(o). (Reader’s choice). No use of Y/N. Reader is engaged to Marc and Steven.

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings/notables: Angst, comfort, hangover (ish), cursing, cuddles in bed, assumptions, longing, feeling inadequate, brief reference to past trauma, self-worth probs (I mean, it’s Marc). Let me know if I missed a warning. Banter? If mild sarcasm bothers anyone... Probably inaccurate DID, based on the show.

Dividers by saradika

Steven fell asleep right away - for that, you were grateful. But sleep did not come easily for you. As Steven nestled into the crook of your neck, arm slung across your torso, you could only hope he would sleep off that three-quarters bottle of whiskey.

Pushing your fingers through his soft curls, you pressed your lips to his temple, waiting until his breathing slowed and steadied before confessing into the stillness of the night.

“Marc...I know you can’t hear me right now...” Your lip trembled as you pulled his body closer, gently twisting his soft strands around your fingers. “But we love you. We’re with you. Nothing will change that.”

You supposed it could be considered odd to be speaking to Marc even though it was Steven who fell asleep tangled up in you. And perhaps it was also presumptuous to speak on Steven’s behalf, to Marc. But you knew it was true.

The next morning, you woke up first, after a few, merciful hours of sleep. You hoped not to disturb the man beside you, carefully slipping away from his grasp. After a quick trip to the restroom to freshen up, you clambered to the kitchen, cursing yourself for not grabbing your fluffy slippers or a thick pair of Steven’s fuzzy socks. Your damn, drafty flat was going to give you all pneumonia, you were certain of it. 

To that end, you started preparing both coffee and tea, unsure of which handsome man would be enduring a hangover this morning. For Steven, you oscillated between a red and a golden tea - hibiscus or chamomile. Marc may have been born and raised in Chicago, but Steven Grant did not mess around about tea. 

Finally deciding on the hibiscus, you grabbed the air tight canister of tea leaves - there would be no dreadful teabags (as your darling Brit quoted Dame Julie Andrews) in your flat. 

Hopefully Marc would drink the tea, but, just in case, you put on the very impressively American coffee maker before finding the bread for some toast.

After everything was hot and ready to go, you crept back into the bedroom, figuring it all might go cold before your sleepy headed fiancé roused. No matter. You just wanted to be prepared.

You didn’t have to wait long because someone stirred just as you pulled on the fluffiest pair of socks with little goldfish (a Hanukkah present to Steven last year) and threw Marc’s favorite tan hoodie over your white t-shirt. Your legs were still bare and you decided that at least your grumpy, hungover boys might have a silly sight to wake up to, if nothing else.

Easing down beside your love, you gently raked your hand through his bedhead, probably your favorite way to (innocently) touch them. 

With a groan, your fiancé squinted, throwing a dramatic arm over his eyes, as if a thousand suns were burning them. (It was still dark in the bedroom). 

“Oh, god,” Marc uttered, his arm flopping back on the mattress. 

You adored Steven, but you were thrilled it was Marc. You needed to speak to him, or at least take care of him. 

“Good morning,” you softly greeted, reaching to massage his temples before pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Mm-mm, bad morning,” he groaned, rolling over and burying his face in your stomach. His hands somehow conveniently slid right inside his hoodie and underneath your t-shirt, which sent you toppling over, giggling elatedly. 

Marc was a very pouty but adorable puppy sometimes. Grumpiness just worked on him. You liked to joke with him that he would make the cutest grumpy old grandpa someday. Thankfully, he was more interested in using your tummy as a pillow at the moment than the heaping shame and anguish from last night. 

“Thirsty,” he murmured, nuzzling against you. Damn, it was too bad he didn’t feel good, because he was unintentionally turning you on. 

“I got you, baby,” you whispered, prying yourself from his grasp to get his breakfast.

“No, don’t go,” he protested, locking his arms around you, his hot breath falling on the exposed skin of your abdomen, where your shirt had bunched up. “You’re m’pillow.” His words came out all muffled and so, so cute. 

God, he was distracting. “Are you calling me fluffy?” You teased. “I was just going to get you some water. And maybe some aspirin?”

“Wanna sleep,” came his mumbled reply. “You left me.”

“To make you some coffee, you baby,” you playfully shot back, finally climbing out of his grasp.

A few minutes later, you returned with a tray filled with tea, coffee, toast, water and painkillers, only to find Marc planted face first in the pillows. How he managed to look so damn good after downing a bottle of whiskey and sleeping five hours, you would never know. As his muscular back expanded with a deep breath, you almost tossed the tray full of remedies to the side and climbed on top of him.

Later, maybe. 

After a little coaxing, he finally sat up, taking the prepared tray onto his lap. Simply seeing what you’d done to ease his pain this morning reminded him of his shameful display last night. His eyes flickered over to yours, dropping down to the gesture of care and love.

“You...” He exhaled shakily, “you didn’t have to do all this.”

There was no need to argue over breakfast. You gently smiled in return, rubbing his forearm comfortingly. “I made you coffee, but...maybe you’ll try the tea? Steven says the antioxidants--”

“I was an asshole.” His jaw clenched, his gaze now fixed on your hand. The tenderness of your touch burned him with shame.

“You were?” your eyebrow shot up questioningly. “Hm...”

Marc was used to this from you. Just like you had taken a swig of his whiskey last night, your nonchalant reply should not have surprised him in the least. 

You were a champion of the real. He had never met a soul like you, and that’s probably why he was insanely in love with you.

All that mattered to you was the reality of any given situation - what was right in front of you. You were so damn hard to fight with because ... well, you didn’t fight. And for someone as self-punishing as Marc, who spent his youth hearing what a miserable failure of a human being he was, it took him a long time to understand that your steady gentility and raw honesty were not dismissive of his trauma. No, you met it, and him, head on, accepting him and loving him exactly how he was.

You had never asked him to change, never expected him to be anyone other than exactly who he was. After years of self-sabotage, it was unimaginable to him to not have to live up to someone’s standard. He never had successfully lived up to anything, in his mind. 

But you were different. The first time you “fought” had blown him away. He snapped at you, feeling inadequate over one thing or another and you simply said, “No.” He thought you were being dismissive of him, maybe even mocking him, but you were as earnest as ever, telling him, “You think that now. That’s okay. I simply disagree.” Then you kissed your thumb and pressed it to the grumpy crease between his downturned eyebrows. “I love you exactly how you are, Marc.” 

It was the first time you’d said you loved him and he was just...speechless. You then kissed the corner of his mouth and carried on with the evening. That’s why it was so easy to tell you about Steven. 

“I don’t remember you being an asshole,” you shrugged, bringing his mind back to the present. “But I do remember you being upset. And crying.” Scooting a little closer, you twisted the cap off the bottle of painkillers. “You wanna tell me about that?”

He watched your hands, pouring a couple pain pills into your palm, picking up the glass of cool water to make him an offering. His eyes met yours and he knew you were there to ease his pain in every possible way. 

Still, it was so hard for him. And anything too hard typically led to disassociation. 

To gain an extra moment, he took the medicine, gulping down the entire glass of water. 

“Now, what sounds best?” You sweetly asked, nodding to the tray, your gentle smile completely melting him.

“I-I don’t think Steven and I are alone...in the body,” he gulped, his eyes wide and worried. 

Sitting up straighter, you slowly nodded, reaching to take the tray from his lap and set it safely on the night table, giving him time to say more, if he would.

That’s all he said.

Shit, you suddenly worried you didn’t know how to ask questions without sounding offensive, despite the library’s worth of research you had done on DID. But you weren’t an investigative journalist, you were this man’s fiancé(e). So you would start with him. 

“And that scares you, Marc? Upsets you?” 

He glared at you. “Obviously.” Then shook his head. “Sorry. I’m sorry.”

You swallowed, trying to proceed carefully. It was so, so good that he was opening up to you. Instead of playing a guessing game, you decided to be your normal, candid self. 

“Do you know who it is?”

He sort of did. Another man.

“Does he have a name?” 

Lockley. He was pretty sure.

“Have I met him?”

His dark eyes locked onto yours. “I don’t know. Have you?”

Well that certainly explained one reason he was so terrified. 

“No, I don’t think so. Does Steven know?”

Marc reluctantly confessed how hard he’d tried to hide it from Steven. 

“I knew this was all too good to be true,” he brokenly whispered, eyes downcast once more. “You, me, Steven, free...happy.”

“We are those things,” you agreed, keeping him focused on the here, now - the real. “A change doesn’t mean we weren’t those things, all this time.”

“You don’t understand...” Marc rubbed his eyes in frustration (with himself) and tried to ignore his growing headache. Maybe he really should eat and drink something. He tried to tell you about Khonshu. He was going to tell you everything, and Steven too. But it was too much at once, so you found yourself with Steven once more. 

Steven was very impressed with your choice of “hangover tea” and made sure the body got the nourishment, rest and shower it so needed. He missed his morning classes at uni, but did manage to make it to his shift at the university library, which ran from mid-afternoon to early evening. 

Since Steven seemed to determined to not miss a shift over a hangover, you decided to go ahead and work your shift at the hospital, as planned. The two of you would meet back at your flat for some supper and then, hopefully at least one of you could get some more information out of Marc.

Things didn’t go as planned. 

You returned home, assuming your fiancé would be there, just the same as the previous, fateful, sobriety-breaking night, but no one was home.

You looked around the flat, texted, called. Started dinner. Texted.

Took a shower, called. Called the university library - no Steven. 

Shit. 

Dinner was cold, you had texted the boys a novel, likely filled up their mailbox with voicemails. It was a desperate look - you were aware, but the worst thing you could imagine, aside from the actual worst thing that could happen to a person, was that maybe Marc was on a bender somewhere? It wasn’t exactly his drinking style, even back in the day, but...

Your feet were going to wear holes in the goldfish socks from all the pacing. It was past bedtime, midnight, 1am...should you call the police?

You were now truly, deep-in-your-bones terrified. In four years, neither Steven or Marc had ever just disappeared like this, not without telling you. Sometimes they could be a little radio silent when Khonshu was involved, but...

Maybe they weren’t them. Maybe it was the other. The new alter. Well, new to your boys anyway. You didn’t know anything about him, but one of the first things you wanted to know was - did he possess the ability to reply to a damn text message?

You got your answer twenty minutes later when you heard the slightest thump come from your bedroom. Hoping you had imagined the sound in your intense worry, you engaged in stupid-horror-movie-behavior and went to check out the sound, in the dark.

The moonlit profile of your fiancé sent a dozen feelings through your mind and heart at once, but as usual, you went with the borderline comical response first.

“Did you just come in through the window?”

Dark eyes snapped over to you as...Marc? pulled a flat cap off his head, loosening his curls. Tossing it to the side, he reached for the fingers of dark leather gloves, pulling them loose one at a time, but saying nothing.

You gulped. “Marc?”

Once the fingers of his glove were loosened, he discarded it and reached to work on the other hand, his body language holding none of Marc’s sorrowful tension, nor Steven’s anxious hunching. He moved with ease, dropping his second glove before pulling off his leather jacket. One you’d never seen, actually. You could tell that even in the dark.

Then he eased toward you confidently, like a panther, reaching to pull loose the tie around his neck. Okay, not Marc.

Once the dark tie was free of his neck, he toyed with it in his hands, wrapping it around one fist as his head cocked to the side. 

You forgot to breathe for a second. 

He finally let the thin fabric drift down to the floor and reached for the buttons of his white shirt.

Okay, enough. “You’re not Marc,” you uttered desperately, taking one step back. “Are you?” 

He matched your step backward with a step forward. Then he shook his head once. 

Oh. What had Marc said this morning? “L-Lockley? Is that right?”

He froze.

You decided, in that fleeting moment, to deal with the reality in front of you. You drew a steadying breath, releasing the fear and worry that had plagued you all night. Clearly, he was right in front of you, so he was at least safe. And despite the very distracting sort of striptease thing he just did, he admitted he was another.

So you weren’t going to be afraid anymore and give in to bullshit stereotypes. 

You stepped forward. “Do you know who I am? I live here, with you.”

He nodded. 

He was frustrating, this one. Sighing, you rubbed your tired eyes. “Have we met before, Lockley?”

The slightest smirk pulled up the corner of his mouth. 

“Jake.” 

He inched closer. 

“But you can call me anything you want.”

Well, damn. Huffing out a laugh, you quickly regained your footing. “Smooth. Never heard that one before...Lockley.”

His smirk eased into the slightest smile, but his eyes remained dark, boring into yours before tracing down the shape of your body. 

“I can see why they’re so taken with you, muñeca(o).” 

You always knew the right thing to say with Marc and Steven like 100%, all the time, but damn if this window-crawling, stripteasing man with the velvety chocolate voice didn’t have you stumped. 

Showing you a bit of pity, he extended his hand, offering a proper introduction. “Jake Lockley.”

But once you extended your own hand, he gently grasped your fingers, bending over slightly to lay a kiss to your knuckles. 

“Pleasure,” you shot back, taking his hand and kissing it right back. 

He chuckled lowly as you retreated. 

“Listen, Jake,” you said his first name pointedly, “I’m glad you’re okay. I was really worried tonight. Do you happen to know where my fiancé’s phone is?”

Eyeing you carefully, he reached down to grab his leather jacket, producing Marc and Steven’s phone from the pocket. Handing it over as a peace offering, you sighed, a little relieved it wasn’t lost, only to realize it was powered off. 

“Do you always turn off their phone?” You challenged, attempting to turn it on when you realized...

“It’s dead,” he explained, seeming the slightest bit unsure for the first time this evening. “I was going to...I thought you would be asleep.”

You frowned, confused.

“When I got back,” he clarified, his accent clearly American, although from a different region than Marc’s, it seemed. “I thought you would be asleep, like usual, and when you woke up, one of them would be with you.”

“Like usual?” You gasped. “You come in through the window while I’m asleep...like usual?”

Shit, it kind of sounded creepy said aloud like that. Jake knew meeting you would be a disaster. He really should have paid attention to whether you were really sleeping before he ninja’d his way inside. 

“Look, cariño, don’t worry about it,” he deflected, returning to the task of unbuttoning his shirt. “I’ll be gone as soon as I fall asleep.”

“No,” you protested, moving close to him - as close as you dared. “No, I don’t want you to go. I just met you.”

His confident, dark gaze softened, and he almost dared to hope...

“Look,” you tried again, “I just want to know why we haven’t met before. And why Marc is so upset. And why is he drinking again--”

“Marc was drinking? Shit,” he uttered, pacing away from you. Jake had always successfully evaded his alters, and made a point to do so as he continued their life in the service of Khonshu. 

He should have seen this coming. Most of the scum he took care of in the dark of night didn’t even make him break a sweat, with or without the healing armor of an ancient god. But as word of a powerful nighttime avenger spread in the underworld of London, threats arose equal to the threat Jake posed. 

Just a few days ago, some asshole with powers of his own got the better of him, knocking him out cold. Jake had assumed that Khonshu had intervened but now he wondered...

If Marc woke up in the Moon Knight suit, he would absolutely freak the hell out. Which...now that he thought about it, he had no memory of getting home that night. 

This was just perfect. Jake could live without Marc and Steven knowing about him. He’d lived that way all this time, but you were something else. He hadn’t wanted to meet you like this. He had screwed up, and now you were only worried about Marc. He was worried too, honestly.

Now you would never want to know him.

#with you fic #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #gn reader #moon knight fic #moon knight fanfiction #steven grant #marc spector #jake lockley #oscar isaac fic #mcu #moon knight #marc spector x you #steven grant x you #jake lockley x you

[thefreshprinceofjunes]

AND NOW FOR SOME META THATS NOT KH

i was looking through promotional art on the su wiki, and i came across the SDCC 2016 signing card

and i noticed that only four people in the pic have flowers

steven, greg, and pearl have roses, which of course represent rose quartz

while jasper has a hibiscus for some reason?

so i was thinking about why jasper would have that particular flower, esp when almost everyone else in the pic doesnt have one at all

and then i realized

... oh

2016 comic con, huh

#steven universe #steven universe spoilers #su spoilers #su meta #su theory #steven universe meta #long post #image heavy post

[sunnysideprincess]

Tony Stark was a wizard well known to attract trouble with the divine. First it was Loki, who had been enraged that a mere mortal couldn't be enchanted by him. Then it was Thor when Tony cursed his brother to erupt in painful boils if he dared to step on Earth. After, it was Steven drenched head to toe in swamp water—which was very reasonable on Tony's part because the flame keeper's tantrum was hurting his largest batch of hibiscus. Though he was willing to admit there had been a slight misunderstanding due to Natasha and Fury's mingled cunning. There was also Tiberus Stone, a minor deity of an abandoned mountain, who sought Tony's land and thought the best way to do it was to flood the lower plains and destroy an entire settlement. The less it was said about how many mortals and immortals he had pissed off was better. Though the incident did gain Tony his Rhodeybear, a furious looking cloud Elf and it did mellow Steven, who now went by Steve of all names.

Coming to the present, there was a wolf blocking his way. Its fur gleaming silver like the frost and eyes glittering greys and blues like a budding storm. Tony had been warned about it. Once a hell demon going by the name of Winter Soldier, now he was seated at the council of gods as the White Wolf.

Not currently of course. Not when he was prowling around Tony in a way that wasn't unlike a predator circling a prey. A slightly difficult situation, considering Tony was all out of mana after destroying the Hydra beast lurking near a demigod settlement and his spare arc was in the carriage with little miss Wanda. He was bleeding and exhausted, hungry and stumbling.

He was a great wizard. The best. But he was also a mortal in dire need of the comforts of his home.

So he was caught unaware when a drop of his blood touched the ground, when the wolf took a deep breath and lunged, disappearing into a blur. And Tony, who was too busy in trying keep his body upright, yelped when his world tilted and he ended up facing the maw of the beast.

"Alright, that's it," he growled, pulling his only faintly glowing arc out of his pocket. "Get off, frost fleabag, before I push you—hheeek!"

He would never admit it, not even under the threat of drowning, that he squeaked like a squirrel when he felt the icy tip of the wolf's nose diving into the crook of his neck. He would also never tell of how the soft exhale which cast ice crystals over his skin made his cheeks heat in a way no mortal or immortal had ever known to or how he shivered when he felt the scrape of tongue over his skin.

"Bucky, no!"

The wolf jumped back, its teeth bared and eyes slanted in annoyance. Tony was quick to scramble up and plant his back against the nearest stump of tree, wondering why in the world was Steve marching down towards the wolf like it was a runaway dog and why in the world was the White Wolf sniffing and licking Tony.

"What in the seven heavens are you doing?"

The wolf huffed out a challenging breath then growled at the god, before tilting its head towards Tony.

"Absolutely not! No," Steve growled, erupting in his usual bright blue fames. "You know it is forbidden."

"What is," Tony voiced out loud, gathering the attention of the two divines. A flicker of annoyance washed over him, reminding him just why Gods were the most terrible of all immortal brethren. They were brutish, vicious and above all, thought they were entitled to every man's respect. "I wish to know exactly why your friend—is he not—decided to jump a weary travelling wizard?" He gave himself pause to fix his posture, then added a snide "your ever-unfrozen highness" for good measure.

The wolf huffed out a —laugh? It cast a smug look towards Steven then licked its teeth in a slow teasing reminder of what it had tasted on Tony.

Tony, like any respectable wizard, ignored the heat and tingles rising up his spine and crossed his arms.

"Well?"

"He's Bucky."

"Oh my—is he your pet? How very scandalous, your lordship! Does the heaven know about it? Does my godmother know about it? Who, may I remind you, you have pledged your eternally beating heart to."

"Tony," Steve sighed, his flames flickering back to a more manageable size. "No. He's not—He is my friend. And he, uh..."

The wolf snorted and much to Tony's everlasting surprise, Steve's flames came back roaring.

"Shift back to your humane form then, I'm not willing to be your translator for the night!"

"What are you—"

The place where the wolf was standing erupted in a flurry of snow and wind. And Tony watched, fascinated and already itching to try and create a spell which could mimic the flare of it all, as the air cleared.

The wolf was gone, and instead there was a man, almost as tall as Steven. His hair belowed with the wind, reaching past his chin in waves that would make the travelling Sphinx jealous. His left arm, bless Tony's luck, was completely encased in ice and carrying a scythe made of Wakandan moon stone. A greedy part of Tony wondered if he could somehow detach it from the god and keep it for himself, which was immediately smothered by the memory of his mama chastising him for being spoiled.

As if sensing his appreciation, the wolf-god-man bared his teeth-his fangs into a roguish smile and spoke with a deep rumble which clouded the air with a sudden chill.

"I am here to declare wizard Anthony Edward Stark as my beloved consort. And I wish for him to be seated with me in the highest council of gods."

So there you have it.

Tony Stark was a wizard well known to attract trouble with the divine. But this just might be one of a kind.

#winteriron #alternate universe #au: supernatural/fantasy #fantasy au #tony stark #bucky barnes #wizard tony #god bucky #deb writes in between #james bucky barnes #buckytony #mcu #ficlet #white wolf bucky #wanda maximoff #steve rogers #october treats

[wtl-archive]

Reference Sheets

Druid:

Prime Steven and Prime Connie:

Sweetheart (Monster Line Connie):

Anything below this point is a fat fucking spoiler, so if you like the element of surprise, stop reading here. References are sorted in order of timeline appearance. I will update this post as I make more ref sheets.

Chapter One: Monstrous

Pitaya, Betelgeuse and Hibiscus:

Willow Acanthus Maheswaran-Universe:

Uncorrupted Monster Line Gems:

Corrupted Monster Line Gems:

Other Plants (WIP):

Fully Corrupted Druid:

Chapter Two: Zoology

Leo:

Zoology Line Gems:

Corrupted Leo:

Chapter Three: Heartbroken

Heartbreak Line Steven:

Chapter Four: Mirrored

Sven Night Universe:

Carnelian, Tiffany Stone, and 'Mime' Spinel:

Larimar and Snowflake Obsidian (WIP):

Chrysoprase (WIP):

Chapter Five: Blissful

Sonny Quartz Universe:

"Slug" Sonny:

Fully Corrupted Sonny:

Chapter Six: Primal

[TBA]

Other References or Combination References

Height Chart:

Sven and Druid Fusion (Karma):

"Corrupted" Karma:

AU/niverse 'Line' Map (Partial):

Fusions Height Chart:

In order -

Aegis (Druid / HB)

Archelos (Druid / Leo)

Wanderer (Druid / Sonny)

Heartbreaker (HB / Sonny)

Bouncer (Leo / Sonny)

Karma (Druid / Sven)

Discord (HB / Sven)

Heartmender (Sven / Sonny)

??? (Sven / Leo)

#reference sheet #steven universe #walktheline au #au/niverse #meta #wtl2eb

[nerdieforpedro]

Day Thirteen- Smell

Word Count: 444

Warnings: Domestic fluff & Steven being a sweet man

Notes: One of the Moon Boys has popped up. 🤭 I pictured him doing something relaxing like this for someone he loves. I know @megamindsecretlair and @soft-girl-musings would like it

Main Masterlist / March Spring Prompts 2024 / Writing Challenges

Steven had been biding his time. Keeping his Donna off his back at the museum for at least the last few months. It was now Spring so there were going to be new shipments of items to sell and he'd be able to stock up on what he needed.

Grant is an honest man, so he’s no one to steal. Instead, he buys one set twice a week for a month straight so he had eight of them. The text he sends you isn’t clear on exactly what he wants to do when he comes over to see you in the evening. Mainly that he wanted to take care of you because you’d been complaining that your muscles were sore most of the time. He cooked dinner, the curry of the chicken paired perfectly with the Parmesan couscous and red wine he’d picked out. Steven enjoyed cooking for you, saying that it was because he felt lucky to have you.

Often, you reminded him it wasn’t luck, you’d bought him tea at the small drink cart outside of the museum where he’d poked fun at your coffee order. He jokingly said that if he could pick a tea you’d drink instead of coffee, then you might go on a date with him. He picked hibiscus tea for you and it did taste good but couldn’t quite replace your coffee. You haven’t told him after six months of dating that he was wrong. You do drink the tea more often now that he makes it for you.

He even asked that you wear the turquoise dress that he’d bought you because he called you his source of joy. Sometimes you think Steve is exaggerating about how much he grown to care you down to making sure he had shirts that were large enough for you to wear but had his scent in it for when he’d need to do overnight inventory and he wouldn’t be able to stop by.

He watched as you walked into the bathroom and you dropped the dress to the floor at his encouragement. Steven had run you a bath and added frankincense to the water, having you soak your tired muscles. He starts explaining that the scent was used for embalming but it was also for healing and anti-inflammatory properties. While Steven lifted your legs and arms to massage you in the water he continued to explain, you dosed off to the comforting timbre of his voice. The citrus notes of the oil with the faint scent of of mint from his own tea he’d had after dinner lull you further into relaxation, the scents of his love for you.

#fanfiction #oscar isaac #oscar issac characters #moon knight #steven grant #Steven grant x plus size female reader #steven grant x reader #a nerdie fic #march spring prompts 2024 #thirteen #smell

[petertingle-yipyip]

Masterlist - 2022

Please keep in mind that these are marked even with the slightest occurrence. People’s tolerance/preference vary so in an effort to be respectful, I mark them all. I hope you enjoy but read everything at your own discretion. Also, everything is in release date order, meaning oldest pieces are linked first!

^ = Violence

* = Blood/Gore

+ = Language

~ = Explicit/Implied Sexual content

• = Personal/Crowd Favorite

Last Masterlist

Peter Parker

Song for no one (TASM!Peter) *+~•

SOUR Masterlist (MCU!Peter Parker; abandoned)+

Matt Murdock

Woman+~• // Woman 2~+

Fingers crossed *+

Drunk!Matt Headcannons

Angel Baby+

Nonsense Christmas+~

mad at god*+~^•

season one

season two

season 2b

Bucky Barnes

Sin Miedo Masterlist (abandoned)^+*

Marc Spector

Suncity•+

Dirty Thoughts ^+~

Steven Grant

Sweet Hibiscus Tea+

#ptyy masterlist #matt murdock #marc spector #steven grant #bucky barnes #peter parker #tasm!spiderman #andrew!peter parker #bucky barnes x reader #matt murdock x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #tasm!spiderman x reader #daredevil #daredevil x reader #daredevil series #bucky barnes series #peter parker series #marvel #mcu fic #marvel fic

[drtwobrains]

YEE-HECKIN-HAW COWBOY

NOOO SQUEAKY TURNED STEVEN INTO A COWBOY NOOOOO

#THE COWBOYIFICATION OF STEVEN BOXLEITNER #hibiscus-candy #twobrainz.ask

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Chase Boxleitner: Wordgirl OC Fanchild

So I have been comically threatened by a few bloggers on tumblr to give them information on my oc Chase who is a fanchild of the Amazing Cheese ship. So here are the main details of my oc.

1. I mainly created Chase for the Becky Boxleitner au even though he can also work for other au’s like my Amazing Dads au. I wanted to give Becky an older sibling and was already invested in the Amazing Cheese ship so I just created a fanchild for Amazo Guy and Steven Boxleitner. In the fanon and au’s Chase is created by the power of SCIENCE, which means Amazo and Steven were messing around in Steven’s lab, their DNA got collected by a machine, it is turned on, power surges, and bada boom - Chase is born. 

2. Chase is half human and half whatever Amazo Guy’s species is. ( I leave that for interpretation for other bloggers. I mean I have Amazo Guy from the planet, Alpha Sirius Rhine, but other Amazo Guy headcanons work as well.)

3. For the Beck Boxleitner au and for canon, I have Steven be a single parent to Chase before Amazo Guy either disappears or dies. 

4. Chase was close to his dad Amazo Guy before he left so Chase takes up the mantle of Amazo Lad when his dad disappears. He is in middle school so he is 2 years older than Becky when the series starts, Around 10-12 year range. 

5. My characterization for Chase is the same for the Becky Boxleitner au as is Canon. So I am going to explain how he fits in the canon show where Becky is adopted by the Botsfords.

-Chase is Amazo Lad for a while but has worked mostly in the shadows because he does not like the spotlight that much. When Wordgirl comes to the scene, Chase helps her in battle and becomes more of a public figure Amazo Lad and Wordgirl are considered a team with Huggy still being the sidekick. Chase takes over as Wordgirl’s mentor figure after his dad becomes Dr. Two Brains.

-Chase is usually a very smart kid and is innovative like his dad, but he is also into sports like soccer or lacross, Steven/Two Brains does his best to cheer for Chase even though he has no idea what is happening in these sports.

-When he was younger, Chase used to call Steven ‘mommy’ because he thought all parents had a designation of either mommy or daddy and he already called Amazo Guy dad.

-Chase inherited Steven’s hair color and nose but the rest of his facial features are mostly from Amazo Guy. He also inherits Steven’s jokes and Amazo’s personality(mixed a bit with Steven’s). Chase also has heterochromia, one eye color is from Amazo and the other eye color is from Steven.

-When Steven becomes Dr. Two Brains, Chase moves into the warehouse lair with his dad, whenever Two Brains goes to jail, he usually stays with the Botsfords.

-Chase finds out Becky is Wordgirl in Two Brains forgets but keeps his identity safe because he wants to tell her when he is ready. He checks up on her from time to time. 

-Chase becomes an older brother figure to Becky/Wordgirl, he usually does not fight Dr. Two Brains with the excuse that Amazo Lad is lactose intolerant. (He’s not)

-Dr. Two Brains knows Chase is Amazo Lad, he has no idea Becky is Wordgirl. Dr. Two Brains tries to keep his son’s secret safe because despite being a villain, he still loves his child. Dr. Two Brains and Chase get along pretty well before and after the accident with a few ups and downs. Squeaky just tolerates the kid, but also views him and Wordgirl as pups in a certain way. 

-Certain times a year Dr. Two Brains and Chase visit his dad’s memorial they put up before the accident.

-Chase KNOWS his dad still views Wordgirl as a daughter figure, he has seen the adoption papers his dad still keeps in his desk despite numerous times claiming Wordgirl as an enemy. Chase slyly refers to Wordgirl as his sister sometimes to see if he can get a reaction out of Two Brains, he never does.

-Tobey has no luck getting a date with Wordgirl with an overprotective villain dad and hero brother.

-I also made Chase gay in my headcanon, I honestly don’t know why, to me, he would be gay. 

-For civilian and hero attire - look at the amazing artwork by @melodythebunny and @hibiscus-candy

I have seen a post on @melodythebunny where and anon asked how Chase and Blu would be in the swap au by @kurixta. My best assumption since I have never thought about it before, Swap Chase would still be smart, but also loud, boisterous, and a nuisance, he would be more like swap Steven before the accident. After the accident, Chase just disowns Two Brains because he hates the mouse for making his dad become a stupid hero. He still cares about Wordgirl like canon, but a lot more sibling teasing and rivalry. Chase is working on trying to find a way to remove the mouse brain from his dad’s body, even if it means crushing the mouse brain with his bare hands. In Swap Chase’s mind, he believes that his dad would rather die a villain than live as a hero.

tags: @melodythebunny @djsadbean @hibiscus-candy @kurixta

#wordgirl #becky boxleitner au #amazing dads au #amazing cheese #amazo guy #steven boxleitner #dr two brains #chase boxleitner #melodythebunny #djsadbean #hibiscus-candy #kurixta #wordgirl oc