#interstellarknight

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@interstellarknight || c

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     “ well... yes, it was my blood... b-but — “

he was trying to word it as to not freak connie out,

     “ — it’s nothing serious, though. just got a little careless earlier ‘s all. my shirt kinda got soaked. ” 

    steven kneeled down in the sand, removing his cheeseburger backpack and reaching inside. pulling out the aforementioned shirt, uncrumpling it and showing connie the front of it, clearly stained with dried blood. 

    “ see? i’m good now, though. thanks to my healing powers ...                                                                                                  buutttt ...                                                                         — it can’t heal the stains already on it. ” 

    he folded the shirt back up, stuffing it back into his backpack, mentally taking note of the things connie said.

    “ the good news is that i now have a cool new battle scar! do ya wanna see? “ 

[garden-uprooted]

"It’s clearly not nothing."

miscellaneous angst starters.

“Wh-Wh-Whadd’ya mean..?” Spinel just barely managed to warble out. 

Oh, the pink Gem wasn’t quite looking like… herself. Her hair, typically always wild and full of tangles, appeared more frazzled than usual. The unnatural “bags” beneath here eyes were a tad bit more- pronounced. 

Heck, even her spindly legs trembled as if they were having a hard time keeping herself upright. 

“I-I’m PERFECTLY fine..! Ha ha, of COURSE it’s nothing..! I-I dunno how much Steven told ‘ya about me, but it’s- it’s always nothing when it comes ‘ta me! I feel just- dandy!” 

Throughout her wordy reassurances, Spinel kept her hands firmly clamped over the gemstone on her chest. Safe, and out of view.

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"You promised me!"

phrases that really hit you where it hurts || accepting

       “ connie – i – i didn’t mean to – i – ”

he’d done it again, hadn’t he? he’d left her behind – tried to deal with a problem all by himself when he’d PROMISED her they’d deal with it together. he just couldn’t help it sometimes. he always felt the need to help - to protect the people he loved, even if it put himself in direct danger. why did he keep doing this? why couldn’t he just ACCEPT help from the people he loved, the people who WANTED to help him and keep him safe?

    why was it always so.. DIFFICULT?

                     “ I’m – i’m sorry.. ”

@interstellarknight

[gempassionatearchived]

@interstellarknight asked:

“The stars are so beautiful here…”

                                ❛ 𝙔𝙀𝘼𝙃, 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙍𝙀 𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙈𝙀, connie..                                            say, do you think we could see                                                     homeworld from way down here?❜

                                               STEVEN PROMPTLY SMILED AT HIS FRIEND.                                                                       HAPPY TO HAVE BEEN HERE TO SHARE                                                                          THIS MOMENT WITH HIS BEST FRIEND.