#steveniisms

[bellum-crystallis-blog]

( steveniisms​ )

🔥 — she’d been sitting out near the ocean for quite a while now ; considering it was nighttime when she first went out, & the clock now read noon, most people would assume she had something on her mind. they’d be right. part of her wanted to talk to someone about... everything... but there was no way she’d talk to any of those Crystal Gems about it. she was on thin ice with them already, with the truth of what she was having come out.

Homeworld had deliberately kept her in the dark about her true identity, & now it felt like she didn’t even know who she was. if she dared to open her mouth, to act like she was the one suffering the most of this -- they’d all be offended. she deserved to suffer, & she deserved to be a monster. they didn’t deserve to live around someone like her.

so she just sat, away from everyone else, hunched over & knees to her chest, staring out at the waves. it didn’t even take her having to turn her head to know that the littlest runt had approached her.

her anger wanted to come out, it really did. around any of the others, she probably would have bristled & screamed & told them to leave her alone. he was different, somehow, & any rage retreated ; leaving her to feel simply numb.

        “ hey, pebble. shouldn’t you              be with the others? ”

[dxcorum-blog]

   “YOU REALLY OUGHT    to stop leaving your shirts lying around, Steven--  I’d hate if AMETHYST were to start hording       all of them in her room.” && steveniisms

[asktheedelightfulchildren]

Well, this was just perfect.

Ten pale blue eyes surveyed the console before them, to an average youngster, it would be something straight out of sci fi film, a menagerie of buttons lighting up, levers to pull, but for now, the group of well dressed deviants were certain of one glaring fact.

They were running low of fuel, courtesy of a fridge sized hole left from the Kids Next Dim in their reserve fuel tanks, the precious fuel long since lost in battle, and they weren't even close to returning to the mansion in more than two hours at best.

Spying a small population along the coast through their monitors, the quintet released a long suffering sigh, the blonde at the head of the formation reaching out and setting the ship to descend the reds and orange and green of the carapace of their literal Dragon fly shaped air ship, landing on a beach, narrowly avoiding a light house as they banked down, sending up a small twister of sand as the ship landed, falling still, iridescent wings falling back into the hull.

[peridotitenerd-blog]

steveniisms

“Shut up, meat nugget!” The blonde haired, green woman hisses, bending over to glare at the boy in his face. Her usually pointed mane is pulled back into a tight, amusingly triangular bun, and her uniform has been replaced with a forest green sweater and a skirt.

“You’re going to blow my cover! Last thing I need are a bunch of humans on my case.”

[pseudodiamond-blog]

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✦  “A half-gem? How pathetic... Humans are so inferior, I don’t know why any sane gem would fall for one.”  ✦

[peridotitenerd-blog]

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[pearlescentswordfighter-blog]

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“Do you want me to help you with that, Steven? It looks a bit complicated.”

[doitforhxr]

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“Oh -- Steven, welcome back! I hope you don’t mind; I cleaned up your room a bit for you.”

And by ‘a bit’ she meant his books were organized alphabetically and his toys were organized first by type then by height within each type.