Just Connverse With Extra Steps

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STEVEN UNIVERSE: WANTED

Welcome to the SU Wanted AU! If you like fun road trips, deserts, warm vibes, and of course federal criminal activity, this is the AU for you!

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Thank you all for your continued support and enjoyment of this AU. Were very glad to have you all along for the ride as we try to figure it all out. (Or rather, as korri tries to clean up my mess :>)

-mod Bud

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Um...Are ya dead?

I’ve really been meaning to address our absence.

Short answer: No

Long answer: were in a bit of a hiatus atm. We’re all a little occupied in our own lives, (I personally am struggling with mental health and finishing school) however, that doesn’t mean by any stretch that this is over and finished. Wanted has always been a bit of a side project for fun, especially because we all have other things to be working on. With a lot of what’s been going on we all kinda just took a bit to work on our own stuff. As for the current state of things, I’m honestly unsure. We’ll be back eventually I’m sure, and I’m sorry for making y’all wait and just kinda dropping off without notice. I care for and appreciate everyone who enjoys what we have so far, so thank you again. I hope you understand.

-mod Bud

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Texoma Thriller

Steven and Connie come across the scariest thing yet in their fugitive adventure… FOMO

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Happy Halloween! I needed some sweetness in my life due to some hard personal stuff I’m dealing with right now, so I wrote this to celebrate one of my favorite holidays. Times are weird and different right now, but please find ways to enjoy yourself safely <3

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“Is that a… school girl costume?”

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The two fugitives had finally made it through and out of the ever expansive desert about two weeks ago. Ducking in and out of small towns to avoid the government, they now found themselves in mid-Texoma. All the running and desert camping they’d been doing the last two months, October had snuck up right on the two teens. And before they knew it, it was TopsyTurvy.

Despite being literal, modern-day outlaws and all the trouble they’d run into, Connie made it a point to carve out ways for her and Steven to have fun together. They were two people in a miserable situation, but that didn’t mean that they themselves had to be. They just needed to be careful and, at this point, she figured Steven had suffered enough. Unfortunately, their last few attempts to have fun didn’t end up too well. The moments they shared together were joyous while they lasted! But… their last city excursion had resulted in Steven catching a fever from extreme stress.

Nursing someone back to health wasn’t particularly what Connie would call fun, either.

With all that, it was no wonder how TopsyTurvy Day snuck up on them.

(Read the rest under the cut or on Ao3!)  

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[steven-universe-au-prompts]

An AU where instead of Steven keeping his feelings secret from the gems throughout Future, he actually tells them what’s going on pretty early on. How will this affect everything else that normally would happen in Future?

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It was late at night. They had warped back late, as the sun was already gone below the horizon, but now, it had been hours later. The beautiful moonlight shone through Steven’s bedroom windows, painting his warm-colored room in cooler tones.

He laid down in bed, tucked under the covers. It was warm, warm enough that he was usually lulled to sleep by now, but tonight he just couldn’t, not after the Reef. Not after Volleyball.

It was... terrifying, to put it lightly. He, Pearl, and Pink’s original Pearl- nicknamed Volleyball- had gone to a gem location called the Reef to try and heal a crack on the pink pearl’s face, but it had ended in horrible disaster. The crack was still there, and Steven had managed to successfully traumatize the poor gem again by unleashing a scream not unlike the one that had broken her in the first place. That had triggered the Reef to nearly rejuvenate her, along with his own guardian Pearl, and it was only their shared trauma over Pink that allowed them to break free, together.

How messed up was that?

Steven couldn’t stop thinking about it. If either of them had been standing closer to him, he could have seriously hurt them. Volleyball’s crack might have worsened, she could have poofed or shattered (Oh, stars, he hoped that scream couldn’t shatter anyone), or worse! Then there’s Pearl herself. She could have gotten a crack just like Volley’s, extending down to cover her eye, or her mouth or throat, rendering her unable to speak even though she only just fully reclaimed her voice two years ago-

His thoughts were broken by the sound of heavy, yet careful footsteps climbing up the stairs to his bed. Steven closed his eyes quickly, allowing his chest to rise and fall much slower than he actually needed it to. The door creaked open, and he resisted the urge to hold his breath altogether.

“Steven,” a soft voice called out. “I know you’re still awake.”

Steven groaned, rolling over to sit up properly. He met Garnet’s gaze tiredly. “‘M that bad at faking it, huh?”

“I wouldn’t say that,” Garnet replied softly, the hint of a smile crossing her lips. Light flashed across her visor, cast down from the moonlight outside. Future vision.

She knew, then.

Steven looked down in shame, making the mental connection himself. “Pearl told you all about it, then?”

Garnet hummed in confirmation. She began to fully enter the room now, heading to sit down at the foot of his bed. “She told me about the yell, and the two of them fusing together.”

Steven didn’t meet her visor-covered gaze, instead focusing on a pattern in his wood floor. He tensed, waiting for her to continue before jumping to conclusions about why she was here. His first thought was that she was here to scold him, but knowing her, she’d more than likely wait until morning to do it, he was awake or not. But if not to scold, then what?

After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Garnet placed a hand on his back, rubbing comfortingly. “I know that you have a lot of negative emotions towards Rose Quartz,” she began, “and I wish there was something I could do to help you out. I’ve never heard of Rose ever having a scream like that, nor of even Pink Diamond herself. Your powers are tied to your emotions, so you must have been feeling something extreme.”

Steven shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah, I guess so...”

Garnet tilted her head just a bit, moving her hand to lift his chin up to be level with her gaze. “Do you mind telling what it was?”

The ‘so we can avoid that ever happening again’ was left unsaid, but Steven felt its presence hanging in the air. And frankly, he agreed. He sighed, burying his face in his hands. “...Anger, frustration, disappointment... I just-!” He lifted his head back up, his hands balling into fists as he remembered that moment- the fury he felt at knowing more horrible things his mom did that hurt more people, meaning he had more issues to deal with. It was suffocating! “Mom hurt her so badly,” he started. “He broke her, and then she was just handed off to White Diamond without ever fixing it! And Pearl was hurt by her too! It was them being hurt together that allowed them to escape being rejuvenated, which I guess is poetic, but still! They’re both hurt because of her, and Pearl admitted to never stop being hurt! I just...” he trailed off.

Garnet seemed to understand. She moved her hand up to his head, petting his hair a bit. “You were angry. We can work with that.” She took the hand that had been on his back and now reached for his hand. “Steven, I know that Rose is... a sore spot for you. We can try to avoid it as much as possible, if you-“

“No, no it’s fine,” Steven grumbled. “You don’t have to do that. It was my fault I lost control in the first place, not-“

“Steven, I’m not blaming anyone for what happened,” Garnet cut in. “I want to help you, and if Rose is a stressor for you, then let us take care of situations involving her from now on. Alright?”

Steven finally looked up and met her eyes, or where they would be through her visor. His brows furrowed. “But, I know that Mo- Rose is a sore spot for you guys, too,” he insisted. “You shouldn’t have to deal with it any more than I should.”

“And I could say the same for you.” Garnet pressed a few fingers to her visor, and it disappeared, leaving light twinkling away in its place for a second or so. Her three eyes met his, and in that moment, Steven felt like he was being examined under a microscope or something. Garnet knew something he didn’t, and was trying to prevent it from occurring. More outbursts, maybe? “I want you to know that we are still your guardians, and our job it to protect you,” she insisted. “Please, Steven- if something is troubling you, let us know and we will handle it. Alright?”

Steven’s eyes flicked back and forth between her three, seeing the vulnerability in each of them. Garnet was worried, scared even, and just wanted to protect him. But, he wanted to protect her, too, and he couldn’t risk her falling apart again. He couldn’t risk any of them falling apart, literally or otherwise. Opening up and allowing them this would put them all through more pain, and they didn’t deserve that. But at the same time, a smaller part of him told him that he didn’t deserve that either, and that Garnet was right. He’s done enough for now.

His eyes dropped down, locking with the floor again. “Okay.”

He felt the guilt instantly begin to weigh on him, knowing what he had just asked his family to do for him. But, Garnet didn’t become angry or fall apart. Instead, she smiled and wrapped him in an embrace. “Thank you,” she murmured, “for trusting us.”

Those words shot him through the heart. Trust. That’s what this was, wasn’t it? Trusting that his family knew what to do? He felt his eyes well with tears.

When had he stopped trusting them?

“G-Garnet,” he sniffled, trying hard not to let the tears fall, “I... I’m sorry.”

Garnet tensed a bit at those words, but said nothing, allowing him to continue.

“I... I don’t trust you. But I want to. I don’t know when I stopped, I- you all- I want to trust you guys again, so...” he looked up, meeting her widened eyes again, “...do you- do you mind if I tell you a couple more things? Just in case?”

Garnet’s gaze softened. She pulled him back against her, snug in the embrace, and ran her hand through his hair again. “No, not at all,” she murmured softly. “Say whatever you need to say.”

(Part 1? Let me know if you want a part 2, which will probably mean an Ao3 link lol)

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@queen-korri and @namestakenbud I literally could not not draw their costumes from your @suwantedau Halloween fic.

Lol they swapped costumes omg…

The plaid skirt was too big for Connie anyway. Rock that skirt, Steven!!! Cactus is just thrilled to be here.

[suwantedau]

Cynthi you are so powerful omggg

They’re beautiful and I love you 🥺

-Mod Korri

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Texoma Thriller

Steven and Connie come across the scariest thing yet in their fugitive adventure... FOMO

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Happy Halloween! I needed some sweetness in my life due to some hard personal stuff I'm dealing with right now, so I wrote this to celebrate one of my favorite holidays. Times are weird and different right now, but please find ways to enjoy yourself safely <3

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“Is that a... school girl costume?”

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The two fugitives had finally made it through and out of the ever expansive desert about two weeks ago. Ducking in and out of small towns to avoid the government, they now found themselves in mid-Texoma. All the running and desert camping they’d been doing the last two months, October had snuck up right on the two teens. And before they knew it, it was TopsyTurvy.

Despite being literal, modern-day outlaws and all the trouble they’d run into, Connie made it a point to carve out ways for her and Steven to have fun together. They were two people in a miserable situation, but that didn’t mean that they themselves had to be. They just needed to be careful and, at this point, she figured Steven had suffered enough. Unfortunately, their last few attempts to have fun didn’t end up too well. The moments they shared together were joyous while they lasted! But... their last city excursion had resulted in Steven catching a fever from extreme stress.

Nursing someone back to health wasn’t particularly what Connie would call fun, either.

With all that, it was no wonder how TopsyTurvy Day snuck up on them.

(Read the rest under the cut or on Ao3!)  

Steven could see Connie was disappointed; he was too! The socially deprived young man hadn’t celebrated the holiday in years. Trick or treating and scary movies weren't exactly a priority in the scientist’s research of him. As his mind was wont to do, he wondered what kind of decorations all the Boardies put up, wondered how amazingly spooky the boardwalk would look...

He and his dad would’ve been watching all the classics together...

Connie never had anyone to partake in TopsyTurvy festivities with her, despite the holiday being one of her favorites. The young woman would sometimes dress up and go to a local parade, but always alone. She was usually invited to a few parties this time of year but could never work up the nerve to go. Which was especially disheartening because this was the year that Connie had wanted to perfect her Lisa costume from her favorite book series, Unfamiliar Familiar. However, becoming the accomplice to a nation wide fugitive (who was quickly becoming her best friend) had taken precedent.

It was dangerous to go out, though. Even in costume.

The last time they’d been in a large city was proof enough of that. It finally seemed like they got Colonel Ryan and his goons off their trail. Since going out and carelessly having fun in Los Fuegos is kind of what got them into that situation, they decided to err on the side of caution.

...That didn’t mean they couldn’t dress up for each other though.

The two hyper, older teens had dashed into a drug store an hour before closing upon the hasty decision. They couldn’t take much more sitting around in the small motel room, watching as others paraded outside in their costumes once night fell. Plus, none of the good movies had come on yet and the boredom they faced was far more terrifying than anything else in that moment.

The two friends had made it a challenge; pick out a costume for the other and keep it hidden until they got back to the motel. Connie set a thirty-minute timer on her burner phone, (purchased quickly after one of their first run-ins with the government) and they dashed through the store. The owner of the small business looked on with a weary smile as the straggling customers picked through the scrapings of leftover costumes.

Connie had avoided the costume section altogether. Steven was a big guy, so the most logical pursuit was to come up with something a little more homemade.

Though... she wasn’t exactly feeling inspired…

What kind of costume would Steven want to wear?

When was the last time he even got to dress up?

(Ugh. This was the gas station all over again.)

What would he look good in?

Not that that last question really mattered.

The competitive teen searched frantically through the masks because that would be the best option for her runaway companion, obviously. The only problem was that all of them were either too grotesque or looked too cheap. She supposed she had no right to complain, since it was the actual holiday. They were lucky that the first store they stumbled into happened to have anything to pick through at all.

That’s when her eyes zeroed in on the cat ears. Which was stupid.

Cat ears weren’t going to cover Steven’s face or his eyes.

(... But he would look incredibly cute~)

Without much more thought, Connie plucked the ears off of the rack. Then, she raced off to the beauty section for black eyeliner. It was TopsyTurvy Day, if anything people would just think the pink of his irises were due to costume contacts. They weren’t supposed to be going out, anyway, and the sight of Steven in cat ears was a treat she wasn’t going to miss out on.

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In Steven’s case, he found himself similarly stuck. There weren’t a lot of options left and he found himself far more focused on the hilarious image of Connie in some of the costumes rather than actually finding something. He was sure he wasted a good five minutes staring at a poorly made, gaudy wedding dress and blushing, but that was neither here nor there. He examined a pumpkin costume shortly, considering it; then ultimately deciding against. It was definitely right up his alley, but... wearing a pumpkin costume didn’t exactly scream Connie to him. His intelligent confidant had spoken at length on bioengineering and the importance of growing one’s own food ( a few times) while they drove around and camped in the desert. Still, that didn’t exactly mean that she would want to dress up as a vitamin rich squash for TopsyTurvy. The idea was adorable though. Tucking that image away to daydream about later, Steven contemplated over the available options for a few more moments, before he landed on something  perfect!

 A school girl costume. 

It was a little on the nose, but-! ...One of his favorite things about Connie was how much she valued education; how much the intelligent young woman loved to learn as much as she did teach. He often caught himself fantasizing on what it would’ve been like to attend classes with her. School was something Steven would fantasize about frequently whilst holed up in his room in between experiments, (questioning or some variation of the two) sleep escaping him. The new idea of being classmates with Connie only made the concept all the more alluring. In the quiet moments, huddled up in her truck or a cramped room, he’d curl around her and watch as she typed away on her laptop or scribbled in her journal. Theories and stories she created and expanded upon spilled from her fingers and lips as soon as the half-gem hybrid would ask for elaboration.

Steven had also yet to see Connie in a skirt in all their time together. She’d made it a point to get him some admittedly fashionable duds when they first met and he figured it was time to return the makeover favor. That thought propelled him to the register, bursting into a jaunty run when he spotted Connie out of the corner of his eye heading in the same direction.

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They ended up calling it a tie.

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So, now, there they were. Back in the small motel room, giddy smiles on their faces and costumes hidden behind their backs. Barely containing their giggles as they counted off together,

 “Thr- Haha stop it, I’m gonna pee!”

 “Fffff-You stop it!”

 Or, at least tried to.

 “Three…”

 “Two…”

 “One, go!”

Simultaneously, they whipped the items of their conquests from behind their backs, proud smiles quickly falling into befuddled expressions. 

 “Steven... I know you don’t know the implications of this but oh my god... ”

 She snorted, too amused by the pink-eyed teen’s blushing to get properly worked up about the sexism linked to a school girl uniform as a costume. Still, Connie didn’t want it to seem like she was just making fun of him. But, before she could properly explain the long, exhausted history and battle of reclaiming the school girl image in modern feminism, the flushed boy mumbled, 

 “I guess... now is a bad time to tell you that I once had a bad experience... being a cat.”

 “I’m sorry- what?”

 What had they done to him in that place?!

“I shapeshifted into a bunch of cats once and my dad had to hose me down so I could turn back to normal. It was really traumatic...”

Connie blinked owlishly at him, frozen momentarily before she was all flailing arms and gestures.

 “You can shapeshift?! You didn’t even need a costume!”

 “W-Wha- I can’t do it well, obviously!  That’s why I don’t turn into cats anymore!”

 And she couldn’t hold it in any longer, hysterical laughter bubbling out of her loudly and unbidden, As always, it infected her friend. The two found themselves leaning onto each other, slumping on the single queen sized bed as they tried to catch their breath.

It turned out the skirt was far too big for her, anyway; the only sizes left at the store apparently weren’t small enough to fit her. The lithe teen yanked the ears from out of Steven’s hands and placed them atop her own head with a bright smile. 

 And that vision was infinitely cuter and more rewarding than anything his imagination would ever come up with. 

 The young man adorned himself with the school girl costume instead, the skirt fitting him surprisingly well. The shirt that came with it was too slim for his broad figure, however. He decided just to leave it unbuttoned, which would’ve been fine if he was wearing an undershirt. Honestly, the untucked shirt just looked sloppy. They might not have been exactly going anywhere to impress anyone else, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t put their all into dressing up. Connie looked at him ponderingly, failing to hide her blush at the nakedness of his chest (though, by now it was certainly a familiar sight). With a quick snap, the young stylist tugged him to her by the ends of the shirt, tying it up snugly underneath his pecs. She took a step back to examine her alteration.

Oh no. 

 That was worse.

 Well, it was actually better.

(...Waaay better...)

The blouse confined his chest attractively, plaid skirt settled comfortably on his hips with his pink gem hidden underneath the pleated fabric. 

She distracted herself by pulling out one of her spare tennis outfits so they could match somewhat (ignoring those implications as well). Along with it, two belts, black and brown respectively. Tossing him the brown one and explaining how to tie it so it mimicked a tail, she bounded off to the bathroom to change. Wasting little time, the sports uniform adorned teen called Steven into the tiny washroom once she finished so she could draw whiskers on him if he so pleased. 

 He did so please. 

 After quickly applying the others makeup, they went to check out their finished looks in the full length mirror. Though... the makeup process probably would have gone much quicker if Steven weren’t so giggly,

‘You’re gonna mess up the line!’ 

  ‘It tickles!’

 Or if Connie weren’t so prone to squirming, 

  ‘Connie! You’ve gotta keep your eyes closed.’ 

  ‘I’m trying! But there’s a stick of ink coming at my face!’

But, they were in no real rush to go anywhere. They could take the time to be squirmy and giggly.

Steven twirled. Once, twice, enjoying the swish of the fabric against his thick thighs as Connie smiled at their reflections. 

 “Lookin' feliiiine! ” The costumed young woman exclaimed, throwing finger guns and posing.

Steven’s eyes sparkled at her pun, inciting him to share some of his own as he threw a friendly arm over her shoulder.

“We look purrfect, the cat’s meow~” The two fell into another bout of laughter when an excitable, well rested Cactus began to yip and yap at their ankles.

“How do we look, Cactus?” Steven asked genuinely, he very much valued the succulent’s opinion.

 “Yip! ”

 “Aw, shucks! Thank you!”

 She was such a flatterer. 

Connie could only shake her head and look on slightly befuddled, more than used to these conversations between the two hybrids. The only thing that  really  confused her was just how Cactus understood English? Or any human language, truly...

 “Yip yip!”

 “Oh, what’s that?” The bulkier of the two crouched down to the chatty plant, ear turned towards her as if to better translate her barks. 

 “Yip!”

 “Cactus, I dunno... I mean that sounds pretty risky…” 

 “Orrff, yiiiip!”

 Finally, inquisitive nature getting the better of her, Connie laughed almost exasperatedly,

 “What are you two going on about?

 “Yipyipyip! Yip!”

 “Alright, alright! I’ll tell her,” Steven straightened up after that, holding the adorable ball of needles in his arms and that’s when Connie knew she was in trouble. Whether he realized it or not, Steven would often use Cactus’ adorableness to amplify his own in order to get something he wanted. It was a tactic that worked all too well on her, 

 “Cactus thinks we should take a quick stroll around the neighborhood…”

 There it was.

 “Steven…”

 “I know, I know! It’s dangerous but... we’re together!” He grabbed her hand and turned them back towards the mirror, squeezing affectionately, “Plus, look how good we look! We’re cactus approved!”

 It really wasn’t fair. She didn’t stand a chance, not with the tender way he was holding Cactus, the now familiar softness of his palm against her own or his beaming smile.

 He was here.

 She was here. 

They were together.

 They could take on anything, because they weren't alone anymore. 

 “Okay!” She conceded bubbly causing Steven to wrap her up in a tight embrace; twirling them around and  almost knocking over a nearby nightstand in the process. Connie could feel his gem glowing against her torso more than she saw it. With a nervous laugh, the cautious young woman added, 

 “But, not for long!”

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They ended up staying out for hours, delighting in the treasures of the small town after dark. They played silly games, getting caught up in a game of tag with the neighborhood children that offered them candy because they loved their costumes. After that, they didn’t run into many other people. The ones they did see, however, were entirely impressed with the quality of Steven’s "contacts" and made sure to compliment them.

 And for a few hours, in the twilight of All Saints Day, they were just two teenagers. Just two people enjoying themselves, stargazing on a tree branch because it was a clear night and they wanted to. Things almost felt normal. 

 Almost.

 The fear, the paranoia was still there.

(Otherwise, they probably would have fused at one point... The want was palpable enough.) 

They were terrified that at any moment while out in public, Steven would be recognized. Any humanity or kindness others had shown him would turn into cold prejudice. 

 But they hadn’t. 

They gave Steven sweets and even sweeter compliments. And here he was, staring at the cosmos with the sweetest friend he’d ever had. 

 What a thrill it was, to enjoy life again.

[cynthi-universe-archive]

Hnngg I can’t stop and I love it!!!

Steven meets Cactus!!!

Please go check out the @suwantedau. It’s so good!!! Steven goes through a lot but he’s still at his core very much Steven!

Wanted AU belongs to @namestakenbud and @queen-korri

(If ya’ll haven’t noticed yet, expressions are my most favorite thing to draw lol and Steven Universe characters are very expensive.)

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CYNTHI- HOW- I JUST-

I’m so glad you like our AU dhgdgdgdhdh-

Can’t get it out of my head either-

And yes Steven was majorly high on cactus juice (it’s the quenchiest) when he made cactus. But he was kiiiinda coming down from it by then. Still tho- he was excited as heck about his new plant friend.

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I can’t get this AU out of my brain guys!!! And I don’t want it to be!!! @namestakenbud and @queen-korri have inspired me greatly with this one!!!

@suwantedau fan doodles

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CYNTHI SLOW DOWN- FUCKEGDGSGSG

also I totally feel that- me and korri both constantly got Wanted on the brain. It’s like a disease I stg.

[suwantedau]

Doodles from the first three chapters- if you know... you know~

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“Save Me” Su Wanted AU

For @namestakenbud and @queen-korri cause I’m obsessed with their AU.

For @suwantedau

Under cut due to sensitive materials…(not horrible, but there is suffering/needles. Very Angsty but ends pretty triumphantly!)

Keep reading

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A-

YOU-

I- GSHSHSHSUAHDHYDGSHDGSHDG.

Cynthi what the FUCK I’m EMOTIONAL-

This is also pretty accurate I’m... hhhhhhh

Fuckn “I will save me” THATS RIGHT- YOU GO STEVEN!!!

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And So, It begins

On the Run (Utada: Day 1, Month 1)

Oh… what’s this 👀👀👀 I told yall to keep your eye on the blog! I said that 3 hours ago but what’s the concept of time have to do with anything

Fun fact: The very first conversation I had with Bud was me sending them the very first rough draft of this at 4 in the morning sometime in late may. This is literally the fic that started it all

That’s right… we’re finally getting this chronological story thing GOING! I’m so grateful for every single one of you, truly! Bud and all the wonderful art from the DTIYS inspired me to whip up 18k+ words to start us off with a bang 💥

I also wanted to show my gratitude to the thousand followers that love this au as much as I do, this is dedicated to all of you💕 Kind of like the StevenBombs of yesteryore we’re getting a lot of story in a little amount of time so prepare ya self 😤I really consider what I just posted to be one giant thing that I spilt into a three part special for easier digestion😂😂😂  but as you’ll see, all the events happen in one day.

Also! Welcome @depressed--carrot to the team! They’ve been an extremely great help in tying up some loose ends and I want to thank em again for looking over this big beefy boi for me. They’ll be helping me write the story as well as creating their own one shots, so expect more reading material!

Enjoy the start of Wanted! Continue staying safe, and make sure to let me know what ya’ll think! 

-Mod Korri

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DTIYS RESULTS!

Today is the day y’all!

First off, Bud and I would like to thank all of you (all 1,151 of you!) for supporting this blog! We appreciate every single one of you 💕

EXTREME thanks to all the artists that participated in this DTIYS challenge ✨

Bud and I gushed and screamed over every beautiful (wacky, profound) piece of art that was entered. I currently don’t have the words for how amazed I am at how much y’all love this lil au Bud created and that I helped flesh out. It really warms my heart, Thank you thank you thank you!

And without further adieu, let’s announce the winner!

@cynthi-universe Congratulations, you won!

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Korri: what I loved so much about this piece is how viscerally the emotion is captured here! There’s a fluid movement in this that easily allows the viewer to imagine what happens next. The nervous smile detail was a nice touch that is very “Steven” quirk that really captivated me. I’m also super in love with your night sky and background skill, Amazing work!

Bud: This piece is just super vibrant and clean. The warmer colors give it a more tense vibe. The detail in the coloring, shading, and lineart just gives it a cohesive, pleasing, and professional look. Really gives me animated movie vibes~ very well done!

Make sure to DM Bud and I at our personal handles ( @namestakenbud  and  @queen-korri ) for your art and fic request!

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There were so many wonderful entries, we ended up picking some honorable mentions!

@merveeillee

Bud: This piece is INTENSE. I can tell just by looking at it that a lot of attention went into it. It really stands out! Between the heavy saturation, crispy noise filter, extreme warm lighting, and artistic liberties, this is just a really fun and chaotic piece that is very enjoyable to view!

Korri: Bud said it best, I love the INTENSITY of this piece, it’s super evocative. I’m in love with your use of color! The rip on the boiler suit and other added details were extremely nice touches (i too would love for Cactus to be plopped atop my head) 😤

@teddymorps

Bud: The bold lines, clean coloring, and coherent style of this piece are just so nice to look at! As someone who never had an anime phase, I love western animation. This piece in particular is a style I would expect to see for a modern cartoon. It’s distinct and beautiful.

Korri: You’ve got a really good eye for composition and keeping to a flow. I love Connie’s expression! it comes across very dynamic, as if she’s got a million questions but isn’t sure which one to ask first (which is very true)

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Again, thank you so so so much for participating and engaging with this blog. Y’all keep us motivated 😤

Psssssssst also keep your eye out for a very special surprise within the next hour or so 👀👀👀

[suwantedau]

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[suwantedau]

One Week Left!

Hey ya’ll! Today marks one full week until the winner for the DTIYS is announced! 

Make sure that you’ve tagged your entries #WANTEDDTIYS, thought up of all the cute Connverse scenarios you want to see me write and most importantly, that you’re having fun! Bud and I will officially comb over entries on 9/28 and then announce the winner on 9/30. Last minute entries are welcome but would really recommend submitting before end of day Monday. Thank you all so much, happy arting!

-Mod Korri 

[glyphkitq]

i’ve never done a dtiys before but i wanted to try it out

sorry the quality got nerfed

hope you like it✨

@suwantedau

[suwantedau]

Please teach me how to draw clean lines of wise one-

But fr- I love how you did Stevens hair and the way you draw faces! So awesome!!!

THANK YOU!

[pixeldotgamer]

oh fuck!! i forgot to drew this!! my entry for @suwantedau DTIYS :0c

[suwantedau]

CACTUS BE YAPPIN’ LOVE HER-

I love the little effects you added! Adds so much life to the characters- I love your styyyyle-

[mossnmice]

so @suwantedau had a dtiys a while ago and I recently got really into it! as you can tell I’m not good at shading or backgrounds, but I tried my best

[suwantedau]

YES- VERY GOOD! KEEP UP THE EXCELLENT WORK!!! Look at their EXPRESSIONS-

Thank you for entering!