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Full fic written for the @falling-apart-zine​, a charity zine focused on the corrupted Steven theory. Preorders are open now through December 31st. Please consider supporting our project, there’s so many talented individuals taking part <3

The fic I contributed is gonna be a short 2K hurt/comfort deal, featuring Connie and Steven.

Content warning: Mild body horror (descriptions of corruption-like effects)

Connie quickly sprints to where Lion stands, dark hair billowing in the breeze. “What it is? Did you find him, buddy?” she asks, lovingly running her hand across his fur.  

He responds in only action, shifting his head so his snout points straight across the beach towards a pink glowing figure nestled in a crater at the bottom of the cliff, huddled in fetal position with his back facing them.

“Steven,” she breathes, and immediately takes off running, kicking up sand behind her heels.

But the closer she approaches, the further her heart drops in her chest. She bites back a gasp, solidly pressing her hand to her mouth. There’s rips in his pajama shirt. Oh god. Three pairs of slashes run up his back from the bottom of his spine to his shoulder blades where white crystalline spikes— thankfully far shorter than those of his full corrupted form— emerge from soft, delicate flesh. Another pair of spikes jut out from his elbows, their razor sharp edges gleaming in the pink tinted moonlight. His sweatpants look abused and stretched out, as if his body had been swelling again.

Upon hearing her muffled footsteps, the half-Gem jerks around to meet her glance, shame coating his features like an impenetrable mask. Familiar crystalline horns crown his head, their roots extruding from his temples and pushing back thick curls. Patches of scales cover his arms and neck, creeping up the side of his left cheek where one short tusk pokes out from between his lips. His sclera are black, but notably his eyes are still alert, tracking her every movement as he gives an almost animalistic whine and scuttles backwards on hands and knees.

“Steven, wait! I- I just wanna help,” she blurts, holding out her hands, fingers stretched wide. Her best friend stills upon hearing her voice, keeping his face low to the ground as if dreaming that doing so may render him invisible to the world at large. Slowly, she drops to her knees a few feet away from him. “Please. Let me help.”

#su #su future #connie maheswaran #steven universe #corrupted steven theory #su fanfiction #this particular fic Can Be canon compliant actually but the rest of the zine doesn't necessarily hold itself to the restraints of canon #it's primarily focused on the theory that spread through the fandom itself #there's some stunning pieces in this zine i would be truly honored for any of y'all to consider supporting! <3 #my writing stuff #i won't be posting the full fic until zines are shipped out so #zine backers get first dibs ;-) #wink wink #body horror