//hey all
I’ve been kinda wiped from work and I have to prep for an interview
but i have no good excuse for where I’ve been the last few days (aside from work)
i made like 2 ytps lmao
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//hey all
I’ve been kinda wiped from work and I have to prep for an interview
but i have no good excuse for where I’ve been the last few days (aside from work)
i made like 2 ytps lmao
“I pass out for a few hours and the entire universe gets filthy, or so is my current understanding of human relationships.
“I’m not taking custody cases.”
“And it keeps happening this is disGRACEF--”
Shipping Meme OOC
💋 – Is your muse a good kisser? Would they consider themselves one?
💍 – What style engagement ring would your muse like best? What is their ring size?
👶 – What are your muse’s top three baby names for each gender?
👑 – How do you feel about royalty AU’s or Arranged Marriage AU’s?
💐 – What are your muse’s top three favorite flowers? What would they have in their wedding bouquet/boutonniere?
🎄 – What does your muse think is the most romantic holiday?
🍰 – What do your muse’s kisses normally taste like?
🍓 – Does your muse find any foods particularly sexy or romantic? Do they have any known aphrodisiacs that get them in the mood? Are they into food-play?
🍵 – Is your muse a gossip? Do they like to meddle in other people’s relationship business? Do they like to play matchmaker? Would they let someone match-make for them?
🍭 – What are some thoughtful gift ideas to get your muse?
🍷 – Describe an ideal date for your muse.
🎱 – Does your muse believe in serendipity or fate, when it comes to relationships and love? Do they have good or bad luck in relationships? What have they done to try to turn bad luck around?
🏩 – How long does your muse usually wait before having sex with their partner? What is their view on sex and intimacy?
⛪ – What are your muse’s thoughts on marriage? How long would they wait before marrying a partner? Do they want a big wedding, or something smaller? Who would be their best man/maid-of-honor?
💌 – Is your muse the type to write love letters? What about accepting them?
✂ – How does your muse handle a break-up? Have they ever been dumped before? How do they break-up with a partner?
🔮 – Does your muse believe in soulmates? How do you feel about writing Soulmate AU’s?
❤ – How affectionate is your muse? How do they feel about PDA?
💘 – What is a romantic AU you’ve always wanted to write, but haven’t yet?
💔 – How do you feel about writing love triangles? What about unrequited love?
⚠ – What is a ship (or type of ship) that you have no intention of writing?
🏳️🌈 – Does your muse have a gender preference for shipping partners? What is their orientation?
medusa…
old sketch for month of zircon i never posted here. remember how homeworld has gems trapped in the wall and everyone just forgot
I drew blue zircon. She is very nice!
so if you look at the screenshot from the movie, bz has a change in headwear. some people are saying that she just switched up her style, other people think its an error. i think that they threw blue zircon in jail and forgot about her and yellow zircon’s too much of a dick to mention it to anyone
It was so easy to be sure of your purpose when it was the only thing you were allowed to do. For several thousand years, Zircon’s entire life had consisted of tireless work, studying the laws of Homeworld and trying her utmost to uphold them, ensuring that justice and perfect balance was delivered each and every case. Whether she won or lost didn’t always matter, as long as the truth came out.
Somehow it seemed much easier when a case was clear cut, in the sense that there was only one thing that mattered. Were the Diamonds adequately served through these actions?
And now the whole system had been turned on its head.
In some ways, it was a good thing. Fewer gems were being punished or made an example of when their crimes were petty - somehow, Zircon had never been sure that smiling at the wrong time should be a slight against the Diamonds that one should go to trial over. In others, it made things complex while new laws were being drafted and discussed, and ever so boring while the Zircons had practically nothing to do anymore.
It often had the blue Gem wondering... was it worth staying here any more? What was she supposed to do now?
Unable to come up with any answers, Zircon supposed she should at least do something with her time, and she’d heard that the Diamonds’ new favourite companion was doing some sort of performance. She’d never been privy to any kind of frivlous entertainment before and she took her place, a little too close to the action for comfort when she didn’t know what to expect.
“I pass out for a few hours and the entire universe gets filthy, or so is my current understanding of human relationships.
“I’m not taking custody cases.”
It wasn’t that Zircon hated the Diamonds’ Pearls, or that she was afraid of them, or that she was intimidated by them, or that she didn’t trust them, although knowing that the only times she ever had to speak to them for extended periods were during tense and terrifying times for a defence attorney, one could be forgiven for making such an assumption.
It was really more that it was, on occasion, very difficult to get past all the red tape in the form of papers, files and stringent regulations that acted as stiff barriers to Zircons doing their divinely assigned jobs, and the process could be terribly exhausting.
Do you have Form XQ874T? Was the document read by an Agate acting in place of a Chrysoberyl? Did you remember to have the signature witnessed by no less than three Sapphires and a Quartz of their choosing? Did you fill it in in blue or yellow?
Sometimes she wondered how much of the red tape was really fluff put there to make things difficult on purpose.
Managing a smile as she approached the Pearl who served Blue Diamond - the one she hoped was the more reasonable of the two stenographers - she offered a salute, arms crossed over in a Diamond shape, albeit weakly, as though she’d carried two Amethysts in each arm on the way here.
“My, uh... Pearl, Diamond’s Pearl, uh... Blue... Diamond’s Pearl... Pearl.”
Smooth. Perfect.
“It’s good to see you looking so... well-kept!”
The blue Gem’s frantic and forceful footfalls echoed in the halls of the newly built courthouse, her incomprehensible mutterings seeming to follow them like she was being stalked by a swarm of bees. After two years of relative calm, all of a sudden a new and exciting case was dropped into her lap.
And on first glance, it was utterly hopeless, and there was not a chance that she could successfully defend this gem.
And on second glance, and third, and fourth, it all looked even worse.
It was a serious case of déja vu. Thousands of years of loyal and competent service and she’s rewarded with an impossible case that could ruin her entire life. Cold sweat made her light form somehow slick, clammy with anxiety, and she trembled the more she scrolled through the files.
Harassment, theft, more harassment, the public humiliation of a Morganite (an archaic crime, but still a serious one), and several ornate and historically significant buildings’ worth of damage. Each and every incident corroborated by eyewitness accounts, and there seemed to be immense pressure from the Diamonds to ensure that the defendant felt the consequences of her actions. There was nothing Zircon could do.
She and her client were cornered.
And now she had to meet with this psycho to discuss their... options.
The door ahead of her swished open, and with an incredible sense of trepidation smothering her like a thick fog, Zircon stepped inside and took a good long look at her client.
Spinel.
Pink Diamond’s Spinel.
Why was it that the long-dead Diamond always seemed to be the cause of her problems?
“Spinel. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” Despite her obvious anxiety, she tried to put up a front of professionalism. She did after all have a long and impressive career behind her.
And a sad clown with an attitude problem in front of her/
as blue’s personal assistant , it was most likely HER who asigned zircon to defend ‘ rose quarzt ’ . blue pearl vc : it’s nothing personal , kid . @bluespaceattorney :D
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spinel had not been on homeworld for very long, having only arrived roughly a month ago. but to her, every day since she had touched down had been nothing short of stellar. the diamonds had treated her very well, always checking in and making sure that her needs were properly met. it was a nice change of pace than what spinel had been used to in prior millennia, but she wouldn’t lie- it was a little much.
in an effort to get away for a bit and help ease herself out of her comfort zone, spinel decided that she would take a tour of homeworld. after all, she’d never properly seen it. for the majority of her existence, she had been confined to the garden. it wasn’t until recently that she’d had the chance to go somewhere new.
the diamonds had given her a vague description of the planet and places worth noting before she set off, but it wouldn’t prove enough for the gem once she had actually stepped outside of the palace walls. the size of her home planet was extraordinarily large, especially to spinel’s standards.
as she explored, she began taking mental notes of places she considered to be worth scoping in greater detail. vantage points, places to swing about, quiet spots for when she just needed to get away from it all.
it didn’t take long for spinel to start becoming lost in her own thoughts. she was so focused on taking everything in that she’d stopped paying close attention to what was going on right in front of her, until it was too late.
she noticed another gem out of the corner of her eye, and in a failed attempt to side-step out of her way, spinel had smacked right into her, and tumbled backward onto the ground.
“ owww.. ” she grumbled, as she rubbed at the sore spot on her forehead.
“ aw gee, i‘m sorry! i wasn’t paying no attention t’where i was heading! CLUMSY ME, right? haha– ” spinel paused and cleared her throat. you’re better than that, she thought to herself. “ –uhm, are you okay? ”
In the past two Earth-years - which, when she thought about it, seemed to Zircon to be a very strange way to measure the passage of time here on Homeworld - things had changed.
Actually, to say that would be an understatement.
Somehow, Pink Diamond (but not Pink Diamond; the concept was still rather alien to many) had not only returned (or not returned?) but had also convinced the radiant Diamond Authority to cease all colonisation efforts and dismantle the caste system. It was a shockwave felt throughout the system, and it was fair to say that a great majority of Gems had rejoiced upon hearing the news, no longer needing to hide their vibrant and different wants and needs and personalities.
Not every Gem was happy, of course. Higher-classed Gems were sometimes known to be appalled at the idea of having to concede that soldiers and labourers were their equals. Some Gems found themselves at a loss, knowing nothing but their functions, and some of those functions were now void. Indeed, here at the very hub of all of this, Zircon had seen Quartz-type soldiers wandering aimlessly, waiting for commands that would never come.
Quite honestly, Zircon knew exactly how they felt. Though she had her doubts that crime or legal disputes had really been severely reduced thanks to Pink Steven and her - his? - appearance, in the last two years, she’d found herself with a significantly reduced workload, and it had left her with some doubts as to her place here on Homeworld, doubts she even found herself plagued by as she flicked through her research on upcoming cases. But really, it was so easy to be distracted from her work when her current cases included such riveting disputes as ‘that Peridot’s shed is too close to my flower bed’.
Heaving a deep sigh, several projected screens floating around her, she took a sharp turn towards a courtyard, almost travelling automatically towards her destination...
...and crashed right into another Gem.
A springy-feeling one who inadvertently bounced Zircon and all sixteen of her screens onto the hard ground below.
“AaaaaaaaAAAAAHH!”
Her reaction was delayed, but it was loud. Several bystanders turned their heads and as she scrabbled to recover her screens before they dissipated, the lawyer felt every single eye boring into her very core.
The other gem said something to her, but it barely registered as cracked screens sifted through her fingers as though they were nothing more than sand and disappeared. She was going to have to relocate and reconfigure so many files!
“Oh no, oh no oh no oh no!”
One particular pair of eyes suddenly seemed to burn her much more intensely than any other; the back of her neck felt as though it was pressed against the surface of a white hot sun. Pausing with a clawed hand scraping against the floor, she looked over at the...
Spinel. It was a Spinel.
That’s why she was so springy.
“O-oh. What? Okay? Yes! NO! What?”
All her remaining screens shattered with a clinking sound. Good thing she wasn’t due in court for a while...
“Ohh...”
It seemed the best thing to do next, now that her screens were done for, was help the other gem up, and she got onto her knees, stretching a hand out to the Spinel, and gave a weary, nasal sigh.
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‘Secrets’ Ask meme - A weird ‘tic’ or habit no-one knows about
In all honesty, it wasn’t really something the Zircon had ever really thought about, and it stumped her for a near minute of silence, broken up with the occasional ‘ah’ and ‘well’. Everyone had their tics - although it felt like they really weren’t supposed to - but how cognisant of their own subtle behaviours were people, really? Weren’t most tics automatic? Were they always noticeable to the person they affected? Zircon didn’t imagine so - but then, anxious folk found themselves hyper-aware of their actions, even inconsequential ones...
And now she thought of it, teeth worrying the pad of her finger, she did recognise some behaviours in herself that could be classified as tics or habits.
...but could they be classified as ‘secret’ when they seemed to her embarrassingly visible to everyone in a five-mile radius?
“Ah, well, you see,” she began. Not a strong beginning to an answer that was sure to be fussy and roundabout. “It could be argued that, ah, the answer depends heavily on how you class a secret...” With some difficulty, she removed the pad of her finger from her mouth and projected a screen with incomprehensible data flashing by, scrolling endlessly on. “We could look at the dictionary definition of secret, and I believe, to paraphrase, you’d find that the word ‘secret’ is defined as, uh, that which is meant to be unseen by others. Could one, then, class a tic as secret when they are often highly visible - repeatedly tapping a foot, for instance!”
Oh, the other Gem had done it now. There was going to be no stopping her.
“Then again!”
She yelled as she spun on her heel, projecting yet more screens, spinning one on the tip of her finger nervously. Perhaps she was putting off answering the question and spinning it out of nervousness. Or perhaps she was just enthralled by her own lecture. Either way, she was demonstrating her answer better through her actions than her words.
“Some tics might not be so clear to an observer! Chewing the inside of a lip, or - or tensing a limb! But that still leaves the question of how one classifies ‘weird’! What seems abnormal to one Gem may be stiflingly pedestrian to another! O-of course, there are some things one might classify as abnormal no matter what the circumstances. Reporting for duty standing on one’s head would be a notable and confusing sight, certainly, but couldn’t be classified as a tic!”
Spin, spin, spin. The screen perched precariously in the very tip of her finger spun faster and faster as she paced back and forth, presenting her case. If nothing else could be said about the Zircon, at the very least, she had an interesting party trick going.
“So, then, it seems to me, inasmuch as my opinion matters in this instance, that to answer the question posed, one would have to be able to define an action that is both weird AND a tic or habit, and once categorised comfortably within both of those descriptions, one would have to assess the tic or habit’s visibility, to be entirely certain that it is even possible that not a single Gem besides the performing Gem could know about it!”
Stopping in her tracks, a triumphant grin on her face, she caught the spin of the screen by the corner of her eye... and dropped it sheepishly.
Maybe she ought to just answer the question.
“Oh, uh...” Scuffing the floor where her data screen landed, she made it dissipate into nothing. “Well... I think you just saw at least three of my... little habits, there...”
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