#daintgold

[daintblue]

hello cucks, the daintsquad has a vine compilation now

[daintblue-moved]

               “SHE’S CLOSE. JUST A BIT FURTHER.”     you whisper to pearl, clutching the sword that she had gifted you with a nervous grip -- your efforts to summon your own weapon are still a struggle for you -- but you duck and weave through these corridors with striking ease. you know this base better than most, given the frequency with which you visited it along with blue diamond. transmissions had come in concerning yellow diamond’s ship docking in the base, and you had jumped for the chance to search for yellow pearl, your friend, the one you had been forced to leave behind in your escape from homeworld. it stings to think about yellow being alone, likely stuck with your replacement; if you know yellow at all, she likely despises the new pearl of blue diamond.                YOU COME TO THE DOOR OF A RESTING QUARTERS, the one reserved for gems of lower or nonexistent status, like pearls. you yourself had used it often, so it takes no effort at all to open the door and slip inside, tugging pearl by the elbow as you do. as the door slides shut, your eyes -- uncovered, hair held back by the navy bow clip that steven had gifted you -- scan along the room until they come across the figure of yellow. relief spreads in your chest, oozing into the smile that graces your features. a part of you hopes that yellow has not turned against you since your escape.     “yellow?”

@daintpink & @daintgold

[daintblue-moved]

               “BUT IT’S ALL AN ADVENTURE THAT COMES WITH A BREATHTAKING VIEW.”

@daintgold liked for a lyric starter - tightrope; the greatest showman.

[melancholeyes]

@daintgold said: hell yeah

Pats.

[daintblue]

               THEY’RE ALL GONE, STOLEN AWAY BY THOSE WHO CAST YOU OUT! your home in ruins, the sign of struggle evident from overturned furniture, broken glass, herbs scattered over the kitchen floor, books charred to bits, the far wall collapsed in on itself. tufts of hair on the floor, bits of stained blood, and you feel the nausea rising like storm and your knees tremble once, twice, and they give in too easily. bejeweled fingers clamp over your mouth, eyes clenched closed to shut out the way the room is spinning, and you feel like you have fallen from an unimaginable height and are too disoriented to gauge your surroundings. your forehead presses into the floor, and the tears come streaking in raging rivers, the heaving sobs shaking your form violently, because in the moment you left for the nearest town, you’ve lost everything you had left. you built this new life for yourself from the ground up and it’s been snatched away, and you are still reeling.                THE SOBS ARE UNCONTROLLABLE AT THIS POINT, but you raise your head up from the floor, eyes frantically darting across the room, surveying everything, but you are not looking for any sort of tangible object. no, the only thing you could hope to turn to is the one thing that you cannot ever see. your breathing comes quick, heavy, your heart aching and desperate to wake from a nightmare that haunts you.     “goldie...”     your voice cracks, another sob is wrenched from your throat.     “goldie, i need you, they’re gone, they’re all gone! i don’t know what to do!”

@daintgold asked to be attacked so here we are.

[gayrito]

peridot does not like dealing with pearls. of course, she forces a bit more respect toward the pearl of a DIAMOND, but that doesn’t mean she’s going to be nice. it’s not like she owes anything to a pearl; any ‘kindness’ ( kindness only meaning a lack of hostility ) shown by peridot to yellow pearl is only out of reverence for her diamond.

a glance over, then back at her screen. shoulders hunched and body lowered as if in an attempt to hide what she is looking at, peridot can’t help but redirect her attention to pearl every few moments. and, finally-     “ could you not... stand there. it’s incredibly distracting. ”

@daintgold / starter call

[kindergrown]

Okay but just listen to “Learning to be Silent” from Footloose the Musical and just try to tell me isn’t a Pearls Mood

https://youtu.be/mWfSA6mB1-M

[wariand]

❖ + do i matter to you at all? (im kicking this off with some angst hI KJFHLKFJ)

               how  spacious  a  hole  the  silence  has  eaten  away,   how  expansive  a  breach  between  them.    it  is  a  long  gaze  downwards.     ❛  yes.  ❜    words  linger  on  amber  lips,   unspoken,   always  unspoken:           '  of  course.  '

make  her  answer  truthfully  !