#steven01

[lionseekcr-blog]

“Shopping District was sure something.” 

Aside from Sector 001, he also liked the Shopping District. There are many kinds of things he wants to do. Window shopping or possibly work at Spider Bites Bakery soon and yet, he still needs to meet his boss. 

And yet, lost in his own thoughts to contemplate, Harry accidentally collided into another while he neared a cafe.

“I am so sorry,” Harry quickly apologized. “Were you hurt?” He asked him. “I was so lost in my thoughts nowadays.”

@firstgemboy

[lionseekcr-blog]

He looked like he came from Dudley’s superhero comic books. Harry almost find himself staring back. The costume itself was vibrant and colorful. It almost reminded Harry of something.

The American Flag, Harry thought to himself. Knowing that it’s rude to stare unless accounted for, Harry find himself managing some small words but with a squeak.

“Excuse me, I know it’s sort of early to celebrate Halloween.” Harry began in a slow voice. “But uhm, do you need anything? Anything at all?”

@wingheadcaptain liked for a starter!

[sweetidiot-prince]

Under the Weather |

@needstherxpy​ liked for a Hanahaki starter

It started with a scratchy throat. And then coughing. Eventually, the French man started coughing up flowers, sputtering blood soon following afterwards. Tamaki had heard about the love disease, and the sheer idea of it confused him. Who could he even love?

While deep in his thought, Tamaki accidentally found himself walking into an individual. He blinked and shook his head, gathering his bearings.

“Ah, sorry about that, monsieur. I’m in quite a daze from this silly Hanahaki Disease,” he admitted, readjusting his mask back over his mouth. “I didn’t bump into you- t-t-” Tamaki’s chest tightened as he spoke, causing him to trip over his own words. He covered his mouth and the mask as he broke into a coughing fit, tasting the backwash of blood and petals.

He groaned. “Sorry about that. It comes and goes.”

[blueskyfashionista-blog]

@firstgemboy

This city. It was super easy to get lost in. Sheesh, where’s Megumi when you need her... Ah There was something useful for that wasn’t there... She made sure nobody could see her and took out her Precure Mirror.

“D-D-Detective!” Her clothes quickly changed into clothes that Sherlock Holmes would wear. Magnifying glass in hand she began to search for any clues... when she couldn’t see anything.

“Maybe... Megumi didn’t come through here?... What about the others?” The girl sighed as she then bumped into someone. “Whoa! Didn’t see you there!” An idea popped into the princess’s head.

“Hey...” Her face turned a little nervous as she looked towards the stranger. “While you are here, can you help me out?” Megumi would definitely help...

[tetrahedrongem]

There’s No Place Like Homeworld /\ Steven

jocularjewel

Well this was just-- It was-- Well-- Peridot was still wrapping her head around it. She hadn’t had any clue where the escape pod would drop her, but she hadn’t expected... this? The Gem clasped her hands together tightly, high-strung with ill-concealed anxiety. Along with the shock of whatever this place was, she couldn’t help but begin to wonder... Is abandoning ship like that considered treason? She was caught in a spiral of these thoughts, her mind quickly jumping to trials and being stripped of her rank and execution--

It occurred to her that her private meltdown had an audience.

“...You. You’re the Steven!“ She hissed. “What are you doing here?! Did you follow me??” Were those Crystal Gems somewhere around here too??

[celestialcanine]

The bittersweet smell of delicacies could never escape the wolf's keen snout; from the smell of the tiniest crumb to the stench of an overstuffed fowl baking in the oven. Food was the fuel of both gods and mortals alike, and boy did Amaterasu enjoy eating. 

The overwhelming smell of a nearby picnic was drawing the god like a moth to a flame. A boy sat alone at said picnic, a basket of food at his side (quite a lonely picnic!). With no one to scold her for the lack of mannerism, Amaterasu would sprawl out on her stomach, beginning to slowly crawl towards the boy each time he glanced away, a glint of hunger in her eyes.

She's a seasoned beggar. Surely she could muscle out some food.