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ask-whitepearl-and-steven · 5 months

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In the last ep of the storm, Rose says she hasn't thought of Steven as White for a long time now, I'm just curious if she regrets how she treated him before when she first found out about him having white's gem / thinking he was white. She was only going off of what she thought she knew at that time, and the truth of Steven's origins haven't been fully revealed, but does she now see that her and the other crystal gems weren't treating him fairly in hindsight, and does Steven feel that way about how they were to him before, or think it was justified and blame himself still? Is that something Rose would ever talk to him or apologize to him about, or if that's something you're thinking of exploring in the future? Thanks so much I love the comic and hope you're enjoying the hiatus :)))

It's a great question!

Rose definitely does feel a bit of guilt about it, and she shows a lot of it through her actions. Ever since Pearl's holo-pearl poofed Earl, and after Steven released Lapis, Rose has been more and more kind to him. She reassures him that he acts nothing like White, and she does her best to comfort and support him.

Has she apologized to him? No, not explicitly. But I'm not really a fan of ham-fisting apologies into my scripts unless they really feel like they drive the story. It's just a personal preference, but I think there are more ways to apologize than just through therapy-approved speech. Are explicit apologies important? Absolutely! Sometimes, though, they can take different forms! Sometimes, they take a while to be said outright.

Steven also doesn't feel slighted by her lack of apology. For one thing, she has made it clear that she doesn't blame him for White's issues anymore. He can see that her initial panic and animosity have faded, and now she's only a little bit weary, but overall believes him to be good. That's good enough for him - he's wary of himself most days!

I'm definitely not dismissing the idea that she DOES apologize to him for it explicitly, sometime in the future. But for now, their relationship is built on a lot of unspoken things. A LOT of unspoken things. In a big way, they're mirrors of each other, reflecting each other's secret-keeping tendencies and traumas back at each other and slowly shaving off grief, bit by bit.

Someday, Rose may work up the courage to truly and wholly believe that there is no White Diamond left in Steven, and say the things she herself never heard from the Diamonds. Not now.... but someday. And I want it to count.

#chekhov answers

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crowlhoard · 23 days

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Solver discussion, but it contains info from episode 7, so I´ll put it under cut. 1/2

I wanted to organize my thoughts about the Absolute Solver in a written format, because it's still quite a mysterious entity.

This moment, so easy to miss, is when everything started

A broken worker drone, waking up under the pile of robot corpses, getting an offer from a mysterious entity. The patient zero - Cyn.

And I think that's what made her the main host - while we don't know how humans infected drones with Solver to study it, Uzi and Doll just inherited the programming, which allowed them to access Solver powers, they never were offered a deal. Which is probably why they are capable of fighting it, while Cyn seems under it's total control.

We, as viewers, never actually met Cyn - only her imitation by the Solver. And so we can't be sure that we ever saw actual Cyn, for all we know even in this moment in ep 2

it was already Solver Cyn. Another point for this theory: to both Cyn and Tessa, the entity promised to not discard them. And on the first glance it broke that promise to Tessa. But discard also means "to throw away". And Solver did the absolute opposite of that - it's under Cyn's chassis and Tessa's skin, they are the closest they can be, forever. So to Cyn it could have meant the same - "I won't throw away your body".

I specifically written 'Solver Cyn', because I'm not sure that Cyn/Tessa abomination and the Absolute Solver are the same entity. The reason for that starts in episode 2, where we meet the Spooky Holo Crab - who, unlike the now familiar skinsuit cosplaying drone, refers to itself in plural:

It also drops this little gem of lore, that seems to make more and more sense:

Interestingly, it also refers to J as a host as well

Which means all Disassembly Drones are also Solver hosts. Yet not all hosts are equal, since DDs themselves are created by the first host and nerfed to ensure her control over them

And that's why I think the Solver we saw in episode 2 is the closest to it's purest form, since it's host isn't present to affect it, but it's shackled by the directive given to it by Cyn, which is why it tried to repair J.

Thanks to the recent episode, we also know that humans were able to make a patch, which apparently blocked Solver possession, yet the subjects retained access to Solver powers. Which leads me to fortify my belief that Cyn/Tessa host isn't the same as the Absolute Solver.

The Absolute Solver is a hivemind, 'we', the source of those reality hacking powers. While Cyn/Tessa is the most affected host, and that's why she wants to eliminate all other hosts out of her control. Because if Cyn/Tessa was the Absolute Solver itself, this wouldn't be a problem for her

However, what Cyn/Tessa does have in common with the Absolute Solver - she likes to play with puppets, and she has favorites - team JVN.

But all 3 puppets require different approaches:

J's memories are redacted to suit current needs, in the Pilot she follows company's orders to disassemble worker drones on Copper 9, while her later clone helps "Tessa" investigate Cyn's orders, masked as company's orders. But her true character is now at the precipice as we are yet to see what she actually knows and whether she is aware who her actual boss is.

V is the one who seems to retain the most memories, and her obedience stems not from deception, but from fear:

And finally N - the most redacted of the team. Which is now obvious why - he is the favorite puppet, the one with the best reactions. But no-one can keep those levels of cheer under constant torture, so he needs to be reset the most.

#murder drones #md_the absolute solver #serial designation n #serial designation v #serial designation j #md_Cyn #tessa james elliot #ramblings

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talos-stims · 1 month

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lambertweston on tt | source

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relaxingifs · 6 months

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far_arden_essentials on ig

#*relaxingifs #gems #holo #flashing #stim #stimming #visual stim #sensory #calming #relaxing #gem stim #holo stim #holographic #holographic gif #iridescent #minerals #crystals #geode

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rainyday-deer · 11 months

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I've got ✨Preorders✨ open!

Pride Gem keychains are back, with some old designs swapped out for new ones! Pentious, Vox, Velvette, Verosika, and Striker have been added, and Angel has an MLM flag variant this year! I gave Verosika 2 flags; Omnisexual, and just for myself, Demisexual. All keychains will be 3 inches (on their widest side), with holo stars, and a rainbow star clasp. They'll be 12 usd a pop!

Popsicle Niss is a redo of one of my first pins! Black nickel, soft enamel.

Mermaid Verosika is a recolor of her halloween pin I did last year, punched up with some summery colors. She'll be hard enamel!

My Etsy can be found here, if you're interested!

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maximwtf · 1 year

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“Did I win?”

Pearl x gem reader

words: 1300

google docs pages: 2

warnings: Sword fight, think that’s it?

opening: You’re training with Pearl, but an accident happens and you end up getting poofed.

AN// Reader can be any gem! They/them pronouns used!^^ Ugh this one is a little short, but I didn’t even assume this idea would make for a long one :”D

“Did I win?”

Pearl had taken you to the ancient sky arena for some training. You both knew how to fight and had a lot of experience, and since today seemed to be calm enough, you thought it would be fun to spend time with her. You remember doing this type of training with her in the past more often, but as time passed on the tradition of coming down to the arena for fights died down. You hadn’t been sure if Pearl ever missed doing this, but after building up the courage to ask her, you were surprised to know that she had missed it too.

You stood on the other side of the floating arena, watching Pearl’s sword. Neither of you were using your personal weapons, but instead normal swords. Before this, you had both warmed up by fighting off a couple of holo pearls. After finishing them off, you prepared to take her on next. You knew she had more experience with swords than you, since close combat wasn’t your forte. That though, didn’t mean you weren’t going to try. Someone might have called you insane for that, but this wasn’t serious. You were doing this for fun, and both of you knew when to stop.

A gust of wind blew past the two of you, causing your hair to move with the wind. Pearl took that as a sign to start, as she took a couple long steps towards you and clashed her sword against yours. The power of the first hit caused you to move backwards a little, a heavy wave of wind blowing up some loose sand from the ground. You smirked at the sight before lifting your sword and hitting both sides of Pearl’s once as you moved forward, making her back away. You didn’t want to get too close to the edge. She landed a couple other hits which you blocked. You soon saw an opening, and took that as a chance to try and kick her off of her feet. She seemed to saw that coming, and flipped over elegantly, landing on her feet. She had a serious look on her face, but you knew she was enjoying this. She was able to move so swiftly that it was hard to land any actual hits. While you were caught in your thoughts, she placed her sword against yours, but this time it was tilted upwards. You gaped your mouth a little as she pushed the sword out of your hands.Your eyes widened as an echo of the sword hitting the ground behind you rang for a moment, before your eyes returned to Pearl. “Oh, this isn’t over yet.” You laughed slightly, gritting your teeth a little as you thought how you’d get your sword back. Pearl’s eyes were keen, stuck on you to follow any movements. You took a step back, seeing how she followed along. You knew she wouldn’t attack if you were unarmed, but the second that sword was in your hand again, she was ready. Letting out a quiet huff, you turned your back to Pearl and ran up to the sword. You knew she’d be right behind you when you turned around, so instead when you had confirmed a good grip on the sword’s handle, you ducked down. A gust of wind went over your head when Pearl’s sword missed. You slid further away and stood up again, getting a better grip of the handle this time. She wouldn’t be able to pull that trick again.

Your mind was focused on something else again, when you saw Pearl take a high jump and clash her sword back against yours with force. You slid back a little, still staying up. She lifted her sword again, but there was a gap of time between that and her next hit. You took the opportunity and almost swiftly hit her, but you realised just before the hit that it would actually hurt her if you finished the fight like this. This caused you to pause the movement and drop your sword. A dumb move. Pearl didn’t have the time to take back her attack, and the sword landed on you. You felt air leave your lungs as your eyes widened, the sword going through you. “OH- Y/n! I didn’t mean to-” Pearl’s cracked voice said as she tried her best to keep you on your feet. You gave her a quick look, but before you could say a word, you poofed away. Some wind blew against Pearl’s face, and as the clouds around your gem disappeared she saw it laying on her hands. Her mouth hung open a little as she began to blame herself. What was she going to tell the others?

Pearl had taken care of poofed gems multiple times in the past, but seeing your gem in the house every time she was there hurt her, a reminder of the events from before. She hadn’t meant to do that, she would never! But even with the regret, she knew there was no use in talking to your gem now, she would have to wait until you were ready to reform. It had already been a little over a week, but Pearl knew how long this could take and she was going to give you all the time you needed.

As gems didn’t need to sleep like humans, she would spend some nights watching over your gem. Steven would sometimes try to stay up as well and hide from Pearl, since she would tell him to go back to bed otherwise. As much as she tried to go on with her days normally, the other gems could see that she was upset, but all of them knew that there was nothing to be done. Waiting for you to reform was up to you.

The sun had gone down once again, and like for the past few days Pearl had stayed in the house with your gem even after everyone else had left and the house had quieted down. She sat silently on the couch, mind fogged with mixed thoughts. She could hear Steven’s calm breathing which calmed her mind a little, knowing that he was asleep and couldn't see her like this. But then suddenly, a bright light broke the darkness of the house when your gem rose up. A gasp left Pearl’s mouth, as she watched the white mass begin to take a form. It didn’t take long before you were back to your normal self. You fell on the floor, a lot less elegantly than you would have hoped for. “Ah-” You gasped before looking up, one hand placed on your head. Pearl sprung up to hug you. “I’m so sorry, Y/n.” She said, letting go of you a little to see better. You began to laugh silently, realising what time it must have been. “Pearl, it’s okay. I’m fine.” You then said, looking around. “How long has it been?” Your voice then asked, eyes settling back on Pearl. “Almost two weeks.” She quickly replied. You noticed how her eyes were going over your form, as if she was making sure you were truly okay. You knew if you’d let her she’d be all over you, making sure you were actually in one piece. “You like the new look?” You broke the silence, getting Pearl’s eyes to come back to yours as a blush creeped on her face. “So…” You mumbled, gaze wandering again. “Did I win?” A grin formed on our face when you looked back at Pearl. She smacked you shoulder gently before replying. “Yes. Yes, you did.”

#steven universe #pearl #steven universe pearl #pearl x reader #steven universe x reader #steven universe pearl x reader #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #pearl su

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convexicalcrow · 5 months

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Slabbed Wels; holo Impulse, Zed, Beef and Joe; signed Falsie; rare Iskall, Joe, Xisuma, Doc, TFC, Gem, and Cub. :D

They’re SO PRETTY oml. I got a builder/farm/pvp starter deck but I’m not even thinking of deck building yet. Tiny Nephew is coming over soon for a sleepover so I’ll leave this for later. Everything’s in penny sleeves and the rares are also in top loaders for extra protection. I’ll stash them in my deck box for now.

I also got a common Cub so when my alt art cards arrive I’ll have all the Cub cards. :D I just need to trade for a rare Scar and I’ll have all the Scars as well. :D

#hermitcraft #hc tcg #welsknight #impulsesv #zedaph #vintagebeef #joe hills #false symmetry #iskall85 #xisuma #docm77 #tinfoilchef #geminitay #cubfan135

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vodika-vibes · 26 days

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Jango comes home to his wife and there's just something about her that's driving him even crazier than usual about her and he just shoves his tongue down her throat practically the moment after she greets him at the door and it's left swinging wide open, it's pouring rain outside while they make out and fuck on the couch.

I hope this inspires you!

It's Been Too Long

Summary: Jango’s most recent job takes a lot longer than he planned, but finally he’s home.

Pairing: Jango Fett x F!Reader

Word Count: 1572

Warnings: Explicit, Jango keeps his armor on

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: Sorry that this took so long, it's been sitting, half written, for the better part of a week, but I finally had the inspiration to finish it. It doesn't feel super smutty to me, but that's probably because I spent too much time thinking about it.

You’re not unused to being alone.

The reality of your Riduur’s job means that you spend more time alone than with him. Oh sure, every now and then you go on jobs with him, but only the ones where he’s sure that there’s no chance of you being injured or of you being exposed to someone who might try to use you against him.

This most recent job had Jango doing something for a Hutt, and so you were left behind. The job was only supposed to last a couple of weeks, the Hutt only wanted a Mando there to look scary. But the job got more complicated, and those weeks turned into several months.

Several very long months.

Talking to Jango over holo just isn’t the same.

You can’t hug or kiss a hologram after all.

But you got a comm earlier this week telling you that he was finally on his way home, and you, honestly, can’t wait.

You did the math, and he should be home today.

Soon, you hope.

Your gaze drifts from the holovid that you’re watching to the window. It’s been raining since last night, which is a shame, you bought a new swimsuit that you wanted to show off for Jango.

And doing so while you both relax at the poolside would have been perfect.

Oh well. It’s not like you can control the weather.

Absently your hand moves to the pendant hanging around your neck. It was a gift from Jango, sent to you as soon as he realized that he was going to be gone longer than he planned. It’s pretty, a sparkling blue gemstone hanging from a silver necklace.

It’s silly, of course. You don’t need a necklace for him to prove his love to you. But you love the pendant all the same.

You’re about to bring the gem to your mouth (a nervous habit that Jango hates) when you hear the familiar sound of a ship descending behind the house.

It’ll take Jango about fifteen minutes to get the ship settled and get to the house, and you should just wait for him. It’s pouring outside, and you’re wearing a white sundress because it’s hot.

You absolutely shouldn’t go out and greet him.

You’re halfway to the backdoor before the thought fully processes, though, once you reach the back door, you don’t open it until the ship has fully powered down.

Then, and only then, do you fling the door open and run out into the rain to greet Jango.

He meets you at the bottom of the stairs. His dark eyes flicker across your face, down your neck, and linger on the necklace hanging there. And then drag further down your body, taking in the way the material of your now drenched clings to your curves, and appreciating how the, now sheer, dress does nothing to hide you from his gaze.

“Welcome home, Jango.” You greet him with a warm, loving, smile.

His gaze drags back up your body, “This is quite the welcome,” Jango agrees, as he steps into your space. One of his hands comes up to lightly brush against the pendant hanging around your neck, and then continues up to cup your face.

You lean into his touch, your hands coming up to press against his. Stars, but you missed him so much-

Jango’s hand slides from your cheek to the back of your neck, and he tugs you towards him, ducking his head just enough that he’s able to crash his lips against yours, his tongue immediately sliding past your unresisting lips to map out your mouth.

His free hand moves to your hip, and then around your back to roughly tug on the laces holding your dress closed. And once those are loosened enough he pulls his lips away from yours and he roughly tugs the top of your dress down.

“Been too long,” He murmurs against your throat, “Been far, far too long.” His hands move to your breasts, his clever fingers flicking and teasing your nipples until you release a breathless whine.

It seems to be what he wanted to hear, because the moment that whine leaves your lips, his hands are moving to your hips to finish pushing your dress to the ground.

“No underwear at all, cyare?” Jango murmurs against your ear.

“I missed you,” You reply as you press your bare body against his armored on, “Jango, Riduur, please-”

He catches your lips in a deep kiss, his gloved hands remapping your body, as though he could possibly forget your dips and curves. He lifts you and carries you from the backyard and into the house.

You think he’s going to carry you into the bedroom, and so you’re startled when he sets you on the couch and settles his body over yours, his lips never once separating from yours.

“You’re still wearing your armor,” You mumble against his lips, “Won’t you let me feel you, riduur?” You ask as you shoot him your saddest eyes.

He chuckles, “I thought you liked my armor,” Jango replies with his lips pressed against your ear.

“I do…just not when I haven’t been able to touch you in months.” You’re definitely whining now, though judging by the look on his face, he doesn’t mind in the slightest. But then, Jango has always loved it when you got a little feral for him.

You lightly tug at his chest piece, though with how he’s laying against you, there’s no way you’re going to be able to remove it.

“I’ll make you a deal,” Jango offers, “After I make you cum all over my cock, then I’ll take off my armor.”

“That’s not a fair deal,” You counter with a pout.

“Mm. It seems fair to me.”

“It-” You gasp when he bites down on your shoulder, his hands moving to caress your breasts, “It’s biased in your favor,” You manage to get out.

He pulls away long enough to grin at you, “Is it?”

“You know it is, riduur.”

Jango leans in and ghosts his lips against yours, almost touching you, but not quite, “It’s been so long, Riduur.” he murmurs, “Won’t you let me take care of you?”

And, well, you’ve always been shit at telling him no.

So neither of you are surprised when you fold almost immediately.

He kisses you one more time, a long, slow, lingering kiss. A kiss where he pushes everything he feels towards you through his lips. And, as soon as he breaks the kiss, he flips you onto your stomach, his gloved hands pressing into your hips and ass as he caresses you.

Slowly, reverently, he adjusts you so that you’re resting on your knees and your hands are pressed against the arm of the couch. He only pulls away long enough to toss his codpiece to the side, and then he’s pressed back against you.

His armor is cool against your heated skin, but his lips burn a path down the back of your neck and back up to catch your lips.

You feel his fingers pressed against you, press into you, and you release a keening little noise that makes him groan and press harder against you. He’s so hard, his erection pressed against your thighs, and you’re not sure you have the patience for the normal foreplay that you enjoy so much.

Jango, clearly, agrees, because his fingers thrust only a few times, only enough to make sure that you are aroused enough to take him, and then his cock is pressed against you, teasing you for just a moment, before he pushes in.

Like everything he does, Jango fucks you with a single minded intensity that could be overwhelming if you weren’t in the right place for it. But here and now, you are.

He’s usually a quiet lover, his groans, moans, and grunts quiet and for your ears only, but he must be in a mood, because today praise is falling from his lips, and you know you’re not going to hold out for long, because you never do when he’s so affectionate with you.

Jango presses his nose against the back of your neck as you fall apart around him, no longer moving, just enjoying the feel of you around him. “Riduur,” He murmurs, “Do you remember the first time we met?”

You’re pretty sure your brain is about a million kilometers away, but even so you’re still able to answer, “Course,” You mumble, your tongue feeling clumsy as you still pulse around him. “You were,” You shiver as he adjusts a little bit, “On a job.”

“Mm,” His hands move to slide over your ass, and you’re surprised when you feel his bare hand rather than his glove.

“Jan-”

“Keep going, riduur,” He purrs.

“You were hired to kill me,” You gasp out as he starts at a slow, lazy pace. “You changed your mind.”

“Smartest thing I’ve ever done in my life,” He replies with a particularly hard thrust, as he drops a kiss just under your ear.

“Gods-” You gasp as a particularly hard thrust nearly causes you to topple forward.

He laughs, and nips on your earlobe, “Oh, riduur.” Jango coos, “There aren’t any gods here. Just me.” He nips your earlobe again, “Will you pray to me?”

And you know, immediately, that you’re not going to be able to do much of anything tomorrow.

#star wars #star wars legends #jango fett x reader #jango x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #f!reader fic #18+ fic #nsft #answered asks

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