Yandere! Steven Quartz Universe/fem! Reader.
You and Steven had always been the best of buds. Jam buds if you will. But what happens when everyone is growing up and drifting away from Steven, including you?
☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
I don't really have an idea of where I want to go with this, but I've been reading more fan fiction and I've been wanting to write some of my own as they don't quite scratch that itch that I have. I've read some amazing pieces though and they've inspired me to write something of my own. Now since idk where I'm going with this, I'm going to post a TW !!! now as I know this will probably include sensitive topics such as depression, anxiety, obsessive thoughts and controlling toxic behavior, the whole yandere shabang, nsfw ect ect. If you are sensitive to that stuff I suggest you don't read this. I need to get my dark fantasies out of my head though and onto here. Hope u enjoy :)
Steven is also 18 or so in this as are you! No minors in this story. This is also low-key high key a self insert sooo.
☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
You and Steven had always been the best of buds. Jam buds if you will. He was always there for you and you were always there for him. You were two peas in a pod..
Everyone in Steven's life had started to do their own thing, figure themselves out, and drift away, no longer needing the help of the curly haired boy. Steven was always the savoir, the knight. He dedicated his whole preteen and teen years to saving the 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘺, so of course when his friends and family began asking for his help less and less and doing their own things more and more...well it took a toll on him.
But at least he had you, right? I mean you had just turned 18 so surely you didn't have everything figured out like everyone else did. Surely you would stick around. Surely you 𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 him like he needed you...right?
To his utter disappointment. You 𝘥𝘪𝘥 have everything planned out. You knew exactly what you wanted to do, and what you wanted to be. You knew all the steps and goals and had planned every major event in your future. It was silly but you enjoyed planning into the future, it gave you some sense of security that you didn't have in your present life with your famiy. You were so excited to turn 18 and take your life into your own hands. And he used to be so supportive of you, but now that you said it out loud.
"𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯."
Steven just sat there, watching you explain yourself and go on and on about your plans. You had started out mellow, breaking the news slowly, but the more you talked about it the more excitement fluttered in your stomach. You couldn't help yourself as you started rambling sentences out, stars in your eyes as you told him about your life plans.
Steven felt his stomach knot and turn, flipping every which way as you kept talking. Although he wasn't really listening as he was deep in his own thoughts, spiraling down an anxiety rabbit hole. He felt like he was going to be sick.
"What about me..?" He asked, barely above a whisper. He didn't even mean to say anything, it just slipped out.
You stopped rambling and looked over at him. He wasn't looking at you, instead he was looking to the ground, his hands fidgeting quickly and nervously.
"Huh?" You asked. You could barely hear what he had said he was so quiet.
Steven quickly snapped his head to look at you, tears already pricking his eyes as thoughts raced inside of his head. His nose scrunched and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"What about me?! You told me you wouldn't leave me. So much for Jam buds, huh?" He spat the last part with a bit of venom and resentment, staring you in your eyes. Even though he was a jumbled ball of nerves right now, he still couldn't help but appreciate your soft eyes. He wished he could never look away.
He looked away, feeling heat rise to his cheeks and the self consciousness set in. He didn't mean to snap, it just happened. He was feeling too many emotions right now and none of them were good, he couldn't control himself.
Anxiety, jealously, anger, panic, possessiveness. He did not want you to go. He wasn't going to let you go.
You were his only friend left in beach city. What was he going to do without you? Hang with the gems all day? Yeah right. He loved them but he would rather not spend all day everyday with them.
You were perfect to be around. Your energy was always so warm and positive, and when it wasn't, you still had this elegance to your sadness and anger that he couldn't help but admire. You were everything right with the earth, everything he had been fighting for since he was just a wee little Steven. You enjoyed all the same things as him, video games and sappy movies. You were the perfect movie buddy. You also somehow knew about the bits, which was exactly how you guys met and bonded.
You were in your summer outfit, hair up and out of the way as the hot summer sun beamed down onto you, standing in line at Beach CityWalk Fries. You looked young, probably around his own age when he walked up behind you to stand in line. A few moments later you were at the front, slamming your fist down onto the counter. "The bits! The bits! The bitsss! Gimme the bitsss!!" You squealed out wearing a giant toothy smile.
Steven couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter at the young girl, she was so cute, and how did she know about the bits?
He walked up next to you and giggled, giving you a funny look before slamming his fists down same as yours. He joined in. "The bits! The bits! Give me the bits!" He yelled, his prepubesant voice high pitched and enthusiastic.
The man behind the counter sighed, with two kids screaming about the free French fry pieces, how could he say no? He just wanted you both gone. So he got the bits and shooed the two of you away with a wave, sighing as you both left the line giggling and talking. From then on, you were joined at the hip to Steven Quartz Universe.
Steven thought about this precious moment. The moment he first laid his eyes on you and built up the confidence to join you in your bits chant. Tears began to weld in his eyes as he tried to hold them in. It was hard though. You had made a promise to always stay by his side and now you were just suddenly breaking your promise? Growing up and moving on with your life? Without him? He didn't think so.
Steven knew it was wrong but he wasn't going to let you get away with this. He wasn't going to let you break your promise and leave. He was all too familiar with emotions, especially yours, and he knew how to tug at your heart strings to get exactly what he wanted. He didn't always want to, but sometimes you gave him no choice.
You didn't know what to do. On one hand you wanted to live life to the fullest. You wanted to fulfill your dreams and move out of your toxic household and into the life of your dreams. You dreamed of a cozy, safe, comforting place, and you were ready to take life by the balls and make it your bitch. But on the other hand you knew you made a promise to Steven, and you didn't intend to break it. But you didn't think he was serious when you promised to never leave each other. You guys were young. Surely he knew that you were going to grow up and onward with your life, didnt he want to grow too?
As a matter of fact Steven did not want to move on. Not from you. He was fine where he was, working with new gems and teaching them the ways of the earth. He was content with his daily routine of wake up, think about you, think about you, think about you, think about you. And whatever else he had to do with the gems and Diamonds and such. But you were always the highlight of his day. Always the motivation for him to wake up because he knew he would get to talk to you, get to see you, and occasionally follow you around to make sure you were safe. He used to preach change, and he still did to others, but he wasn't known for taking his own advice. He did not want to change at all. He just wanted you. All. The. Time.
"Steven..." You sighed, trying to regain control of your thoughts and say the right thing. He was taking this so wrong. What did he mean "𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘑𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘴?" You were always Jam Buds!
"We're always jam buds, steven. Always. Just because I'm leaving doesn't mean we won't ever talk again. We have phones you know" You chuckled a bit, trying to lighten the mood a little but it was obvious Steven was not having it.
You rested your hand on his back and he let out a heavy sigh. It was clear he had a lot on his mind. You knew he thought a lot,,a little too much in your opinion. He tended to overthink a lot and you always tried your best to comfort him and snap him back into reality. You can't even count all the times you sat alone with Steven as he bawled and sobbed in front of you, rambling on and on about worries he had about his friends leaving, about nobody needing him. You would sit and hold him for hours. It brought tears to your eyes knowing he had such a hard time mentally with these things. Especially after finding out he was a Diamond and all his past trauma catching up with him, his anxieties were worse than ever. Even mysteriously flashing pink a few times when he felt too overwhelmed. You were there to witness a few of these outbursts, most of them happening when the two of you were alone and experiencing conflict.
"Texting and calling isn't the same." Steven said, his head hanging low.
You moved your hand from his back to his chin, resting your index and middle finger under it to Have him face you and look you in your eyes. This made his heart flop around like a fish out of water, his whole face warming up. Stars, you were gorgeous.
"I know..." You looked to the side for a second to think before looking him in his eyes again tenderly.
"But it'll be okay, Steven. I'm excited about this. You know it'll be so much better for me to move out and get my own place. And you know once I do you're definitely going to come over all the time." You smiled warmly and returned your hand to his back, rubbing it softly.
Steven groaned childishly and leaned back, throwing his head back in frustration before gliding his fingers through his curls to calm himself down. He did like the sound of that. He knew how you felt at home with your family, and he knew he would always be over at your new place, he would practically live there with you. But it wasn't enough. He didn't want you to leave the safety of Beach city at all. Even though it wasn't really all that safe. He didn't want you to leave the safety of him. But he was able to calm himself down a little and resist the urge to throw you over his shoulder and into roses room to keep you from leaving.
"I know..it's just.." He sighed. "...hard for me." He decided to open up a little. "You're my best friend. My only friend at that. What am I going to do when you leave?" He questioned, pouting.
"You have friends. The gems love you. And im still always going to be your friend. Even if im away. And you'll find new friends, I'm sure plenty of people want to be friends with Steven Universe: savoir of the galaxy" You answered, grinning and confident in his ability to put himself out there and make new friends.
"I don't want new friends." He muttered. "I'm fine with my one best Jam bud friend forever." He blushed softly and couldn't help but crack a small smile. Something about you just seemed to calm his nerves so much he was even able to form a gentle smile despite all the crazy emotions he felt in his body growing just under a boil.
You even gave a small smile and giggle, rubbing his back softly for a second again trying to think of what to say to this. You want to comfort him. "I'll always be here. I promise." You mumbled and gave him a light squeeze.
Something about this made the fire light back up inside of Steven, his heart increasing in pace as he looked down at you.
"Yeah. Right." He scoffed rudely. All sense of relief gone. "That's what you said last time. But look at us now" He held his hands out wide in front of him for a second before crossing them over his chest. "Don't lie to me."
You were startled at this sudden mood switch in Steven, he was beginning to calm down and relax for a second, but of course you had to say something that reminded him of why he was upset in the first place. You regretted saying anything at all.
"I'm not lying, steven. Why would I lie to you?" Steven took in your worried expression. He didn't want to admit it but he liked doing this to you a little more than he would admit. He never wanted to hurt you, no no of course not, but a little tug at the heart strings and some sly remarks, you began to feel bad for him. And he ate it up. He could see the regret in your face and you stared at him quietly, waiting patiently for his response.
"I don't know. Why would you promise me something and then break that promise?" He said almost sarcastically.
"Steven." You scolded, removing your hand from his back and into your lap. You didn't like this side of him. Sometimes he got a little childish.
You narrowed your brows and gave him a small glare, trying to give him the benefit of the doubt as you knew he struggled with abandonment. But you weren't abandoning him, you were growing up. And he should be too.
"Why are you acting like this? I thought you would be excited for me.." You looked down, causing Steven's glance to shift.
"Excited? For you to leave me? Why would I be excited about 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵."
"I'm not leaving you, steven. I'm growing up. I'm changing. Life is constantly changing, you know this. You preach this to gems, you preached it to the Diamonds." You shook your head a bit in frustration.
Steven knew this was childish, to start an argument over you innocently sharing your excitement with him. He knew it was selfish. And greedy. And wrong. But he was always giving, giving, givng, was it that wrong for him to 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 every once in a while? Something inside of him ached at the thought of you leaving. At the thought of you moving away. So far far away from him. What if you liked it better there than here? What if you made new friends and stopped having the time for him? What if you got a 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.
Steven felt something scratch and burn just below the surface, fighting, demanding to come out. His gem began to hum a bit and fade in and out of a soft pastel pink. Oh God was another episode happening? He was just so overwhelmed.
You noticed this soft hum and light. You knew he was feeling threatened and you sat in your head trying your best to think of the right things to say. You didn't want to make this worse.
"Maybe I should-" you stood up, not wanting this to go any further. It would be safer if you just left.
Steven grabbed your hand quickly, gripping it and pulling you back down to sit. "No." His eyes flashed pink for a second, pupils changing form to diamonds. Maybe it wasn't safer if you left.
"You're trying to leave again." He muttered. "I don't want you to leave! Why do you want to leave? Did I do something wrong? I know I'm not perfect but I don't think I did anything wrong." He began to ramble, grip on your hand tightening and pout on his face growing.
"Steven..you didn't..." You whispered, fear raising.
"Then 𝘸𝘩𝘺 do you want to leave so bad?!" He couldn't help himself. His emotions began to boil over and out of him, he didn't even think to try to control himself. Whatever it took to keep you here he thought.
"I don't want to leave you. I just want to leave this place, steven. I have so many bad memories here and-"
"Oh. So I'm a bad memory?" Steven interrupted, taking your words out of context and twisting them to fit his narrative.
"What?! No! I never said that!" You snatched your hand out of his hand in a fit of anger. This was getting too much. Now he was just saying things to say things and get a rise out of you. You knew his tricks. Or so you thought.
"That's what I'm hearing." He spoke, hurt apprant.
"You're twisting my words. You know I didn't mean that. You 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 about my home life. You 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 about my reputation here. Nobody likes me, steven, I'm an outcast. You're the only reason I didn't run away like I wanted to!" You felt tears building and you sighed a shaky sigh, trying to control your emotions. "And now I'm finally 18 and I can leave on my own terms. I wanted you to be happy for me." You gripped your clothes.
Steven felt you tug at his own heart strings. Why did you make him do these awful things? Make him lash out in a childish fit? You did things to him that nobody had ever done before. Why was it so hard for him to control himself around you?
"But why can't we do it together?" He whined like a child who wasn't getting their way.
"Because I'm my own person, steven! And so are you!" You began to feel your anger rise. "Why are you acting like this? We can't 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 be together." You finally said. And he snapped, taking on his pink form.
Pink steven was...new. You had seen steven turn into his diamond half a few times before, but never this quick and never this bad. He'd never go further than a glowing pink radiating from him. The diamond pupils were new, as was the bigger build inching close to 7 and a half feet. He almost couldn't fit on the bed with you. His hair seemed to grow in size too, his curls getting more defined and fluffy. He started to look more like his mother, which you knew all the family history. The whole Diamond Authority and Rose Quartz. Steven was Pink Diamond and Rose Quartz, and this was becoming more and more aparant the more and more he threw these temper tantrums. His diamond was showing.
"And why can't we?! You already promised me! You can't go around breaking promises like that, especially not with me." He growled, towering over you.
"And why not? I'm my own person." You were getting sick of this. This selfish attitude and childish whining. This wasn't the steven you knew and this wasn't the steven you first started the conversation with.
Steven felt something in him twist at those words.
He wanted to grab you up and shake you. You weren't your "𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯" you were his! Why didn't you get that? All those times you spent together, alone, vulnerable. All those times he would practically beg you to let him come pick you up after you called him sobbing about your family. The years you spent together. The fact he thinks about you every single second of every minute of every hour makes you his! What don't you get?
Something had seriously gotten into Steven, something he hadn't felt before. Something he wasn't quite sure he could control and something he was quite sure he was afraid of. And he was sure you were afraid too with the way you stood up shakily and headed for the door, eyebrows furrowed and eyes locked on your destination. Away from him.
"Don't you dare." He seethed, reaching out for you. He was surprised when you slapped his arms away and gave a loud frustrated grunt.
"Stop it!" You yelled, at your limit now. "Stop trying to make me feel bad for moving on with my life, steven! Just because you want to live your life in the same town doing the same shit all day everyday, doesn't mean I have to too!" You felt tears welding, though you weren't sure if they were tears of anger or sadness.
Steven smiled a wicked smile, an angry smile, a smile that said '𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦?'
He shot up and grabbed your wrists tightly. Power surged through him. Is this what it felt like to be full Diamond? Or was he even there yet? He didn't know. All he knew was he wanted to shut this whole thing down and get what he wanted from the beginning. He wanted to be a little selfish. A little mean. After all, you didn't care to break your promise, and you didn't care to leave him. He was always sweet little Steven, so innocent and charming, but he had his own dark emotions he always hid. And he was tired of suppressing them. He wanted to indulge in them a little bit. Get a taste of the 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺.
"You're not going anywhere."
He inched closer to you and picked you up, pushing you against his chest tightly to prevent you from escaping. Apart of him did feel bad, apart of him really was truly sorry. But apart of him felt like he 𝘩𝘢𝘥 to do this. To show you his love and his loyalty to you. To prove he loved you. And to prove you loved him. You just needed some alone time together.
Steven kept you tight against his broad chest, the smell of lavender and roses hitting your nostrils. It brought comfort to you. But it didn't last long as he stood in front of a stone door with a star on it. It lit up and opened.
"Whoa.." You couldn't help but stare in awe as Steven stepped into the room. Baby pink clouds sat everywhere, an infinite room of them. You didn't want to admit it, but it was beautiful. But what was he doing? Why was he bringing you here? Why weren't you fighting back? You sunk into him more, your eyelids feeling heavy.
"Room, make me the most marvelous bed" He wished out into the room, his voice a bit deeper and smoother. More confident.
Suddenly a king sized bed poofed into thin air, the purple blankets and pillows thick and fluffy. It looked so tempting...you could just fall asleep right now honestly. In his tight grip. Forever.
Steven pulled the thick comforter back and placed you down into the warm bed, feeling calmer now as you calmed down and sunk into the bed. He hadn't said it out loud, but he secretly wished for the room to calm you, and make you a just a little tired. Just enough to relax you and put you to sleep for a few hours so he could watch you. And think about what to do next. This was impulsive and so not like him. But he didn't want to go back.
He slid into the spot next to you, pink fading and build decreasing. He was regular steven again. Regular, sweet, helpful Steven. And he had longed for this selfish moment. To lock you away in roses room and stay here with you forever. Dress you up in beautiful gowns, dance with you for hours on end in any ballroom you wanted. He wanted to give you everything. He couldn't let you leave him for that boring life of work. He would take care of you now.
"Goodnight.." You mumbled, closing your eyes.
"Mm..goodnight, stardust." He whispered, keeping his gaze fixated on you. "I love you."
☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
AHHH this was actually a lot of fun to write, ideas just kept coming. I've not had this much fun writing in a while. I have never posted any writing of mine before tho so I hope yall enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it.
This was also heavily inspired by lots of fan fictions I've read. I thank them for all the amazing ideas. Specifically Crystal Clear by secretsailorscout on ao3. I absolutely adored that fic. Go check it out!
I also tried my best to keep Steven's character there a little, I hope I did ok? And maybe I will continue this and make a second part who knows.
gummygunk
turnnoffyourmind
gracieabrams
theartofmadeline
izzy806
origamiaround
pixelskylines
