#blueserve

[melancholeyes]

Softly sings @blueserve

[invertd]

@bluegemed

“ — and this stupid agate is all — ” her voice takes on an exaggerated, posh accent “ — ‘ ohhhhhh, how COULD you ruin my oh-so PERFECT hair with this lowly LIQUID ! ’ ” Then her hand smacked to her forehead, and she fell backwards onto the ground with a gentle ooooo, having appeared to faint. After a beat for comedic effect, she hopped easily back to her feet. “ And I’M like ‘ How could YOU ruin my peeeeerfect bit ! ‘ Laughs don’t grow on trees, ya know! But of course she couldn’t understand something as intricate as comedy, so she tattletaled and all her pals hate me! Guess I’m really in a HAIRY situation now. ” Spinel took a moment to laugh at her own joke.

But after that moment passed, she didn’t continue her playful tirade; instead, a somber expression overtook her face. “ The Diamonds didn’t understand all that well either. I know they’re not MAD-mad but ... ” She grabbed the nearest pillow and buried her face in it, letting out a muffled squeak. 

[domumgemma]

your    pokemon    type

You represent the FIGHTING type!

The Fighting type is all about competition. In many ways, it seems your life is driven by conflict. You never pass up the opportunity to perfect your skills, whether that be against yourself or another. It is important, though, to remember that not everything is a race. Improvement arrives over time, and trying to force it may over-exert yourself. You are extremely loyal, and guided by a strong moral code. This is a good thing, and creates a valuable ally in you, Fighting-type. Remember, though, to consider scenarios from multiple perspectives, lest you seek to combat the very truth.

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[littleaquaa]

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           “Do I need to ask wether you finished your report for the Diamonds?”

[armourose]

     𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊    𝐎𝐑    𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓   !    /   NO   LONGER   ACCEPTING .

                              @blueserve   sent    TRICK   OR   TREAT   ! !    

[deifrma]

their fusion is not new     /     but garnet shall forever marvel at them     /     made of love just like herself.     hands    ;    each inlaid with gems    ;    come to rest on tourmaline’s shoulders.     the smile on her face borders on infectious.          ❛     you’re back   !     ❜          their parts are equally as wonderful as their whole     /     garnet celebrates both     /     though the sight of another fusion will always excite.

❛     how are you   ?     ❜          they share a connection     /     unique to them.          ❛     nice to see nothing has fallen apart while i was gone.     ❜          and she has jokes   !     garnet might go on missions the most on her own     /     but shall always miss the company of the crystal gems.

@blueserve  .

[pcrles]

Plotted Thread with @blueserve

Hours had passed since the Diamonds had entered their predetermined meeting place, talking about stars know what. All the waiting greatly bored Yellow Pearl, she could of been finishing her assignments from Yellow Diamond or something else, yet here she idled. Despite this boredom the Pearl maintained a near statuesque appearance as she obediently (and eagerly) awaited the return of her Diamond. At least for a little while that is.

The Boredom soon overcame Yellow Pearl and she turned her head to face Blue Diamond’s Pearl who stood on the other side of the door. Knowing that it would most likely take a considerable amount of time for the Diamond’s to finish she thought it wouldn’t hurt to have a small chat with someone. Yellow Pearl spoke up, her voice most likely louder than it should be.

“Greetings fellow Pearl, May I ask how the day has treated you?”

[melancholeyes]

@blueserve​ said:  how serene; the image. how she turns & leaps on puffy clouds. she does it for herself, for the few other gems in the room right now. but in the core of powder blue gem pearl hopes blue diamond is also watching. to tweak the movement with elements she liked, or to invent new dances all together, had long become a, as one would call it, HOBBY. oh, and how she could not help the deep blush appearing once hidden eyes do spy her diamond watching her dance.

𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘, weighed down by millennia of grief. They might have crushed lesser gems beneath her, not that she ever took any mind where they landed. Never did she imagine they might become so light.

Blue looked upon the few members of her court, gem awash with 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙼𝚃𝙷. Cerulean clouds wafted in lazy circles, buoyed by the occasional flick of her wrist. Most of them were content to drift, giggling as they passed; oh, but not her Pearl. She made art of everything, leaping from one perch to the next, each pillowy tuft a makeshift stage. She made her admiration known in the clap of her hands, a soft peal of laughter -------- one that became a strangled gasp as the clouds shifted unexpectedly. Blue struck a hand out, willing the them to gather once more beneath Pearl’s tumbling form. And only then did she breathe again.

“Careful now, Raindrop.” A silly little nickname, from her penchant for dancing among the clouds.

But that didn’t mean she had to fall.