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| Y E L L O W  D I A M O N D | :

                    of the diamond authority, yellow was always regarded as the least patient – but since losing pink, arguably the gem she had been closest to, she had found herself far more mellow than usual. as such, her immediate reaction to jasper’s disrespect is not ANGER, as it normally would have been; && this is probably aided by the fact that this is her fallen loved one’s greatest warrior, and the one she had been willing to take while blue made off with all those defective quartzes and hoarded away the rose quartz soldiers she so desperately wanted to SHATTER. she’s aware of the dark bags underneath her eyes where there was previously clear skin on her projection, but she’s been ignoring it in favor of throwing all of her being into her work, into trying to figure out some way to get revenge && destroy the backwards planet pink died on.

                    no, she isn’t angry, just… numb. and still somewhat concerned.  “ because you are all i have left of her, ”  she responded dryly, not even trying to think of a more warm answer. she does genuinely care, but she can’t have this quartz running around believing it – hell, she couldn’t even make herself believe it.  “ you’re… what’s left that’s useful from her legacy. blue diamond took that silly zoo and all of the defective quartzes; you still have worth, so it was an easy decision. and i do have better things to be doing, so you should be grateful that i chose to be concerned with you. ”

                  back to coldness. back to building up walls that separated her from everyone else. that was what kept her safe, in her eyes. that was what prevented her from ever getting close enough to anyone to FEEL for them like this. the pain – no, the agony – she’s experiencing for pink is enough to last her the next million years.

                   “ i’m going to have to have a talk with your agate, ”  she speaks again in a more distant tone, turning her attention back to the screen and reading a report on the prototype forced fusions being worked on by the few remaining scientists on earth.  “ you aren’t replaceable. perhaps you were at some point, but now you are not. you are the one good thing that came out of that planet; that is enough to have me favor you. ”

           ➤  ⋮ the mention of her agate is enough to catch her off guard. was she really that EASY to read? though yellow diamond has dismissed her presence already && taken to immersing herself in her screen && undoubtedly reports regarding earth && its current, loyal inhabitants, jasper finds herself staring at her with wide eyes. the look doesn’t falter for a while–––only when yellow diamond glances at her. she then shakes herself loose of her trance && sighs, picking herself up off her knees && crossing over to the diamond. though she was a touch chary prior to now, the quartz has realized that she has nothing to lose, && that perhaps it is the diamond herself that is in most need of comfort. she may very well get shattered for being so bold, but what loss would it be? contrary to yellow diamond’s statement, jasper knows she has already failed her purpose, && thus has no fear of death. she doesn’t care what happens to her; she’d even argue that rehabilitation is far too merciful in terms of what she deserves.  she passes yellow diamond’s pearl on the way to the throne, who shoots daggers at her with her eyes. the scowl is met with a faint chuckle from jasper, who shortly thereafter swears she sees the pearl shudder && look away, almost as if imagining what fate the tigress may have in store for her. jasper ignores the gesture, && sits herself closer to yellow diamond’s feet, watching her undauntedly. ❝ it goes without saying, but i miss her too, ❞ jasper begins, voice uncharacteristically rich with sympathy. ❝ i can’t imagine what it must be like. you knew her for far longer than i did, && now we both have to go knowing that SHE’S still out there. likely basking in the victory with no regard for what she’s done. it makes me sick. ❞ she shakes her head, && sighs. ❝ –––but you’re not alone. i’ll personally go to that planet, shatter the traitor, && bring her shards back for you to do with what you please, if that’s what you want. then you can destroy that planet for yourself with the geoweapon. i know you want every bit of that planet turned to ash as much as i do. ❞ a pause as she crosses her thick arms, whipping her fringe out of her eyes with a flick of her head. ❝ you’re trying to help me, even though i don’t doubt you’re dealing with even more than i am. so let me serve you better than any sorry quartz has before. ❞

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| S T E V E N | :

          “I don’t know — you might have decided to do something instead of sitting here in the temple and glaring at everybody. Getting out there would make you feel a little better you know!” Steven offered, rubbing the back of his neck. It was.. nice to notice that Jasper was getting the hang of some Earth objects like the coffee machine, (boy, she seemed to like coffee) and it made Steven optimistic to the idea that she would come round further to accepting life on Earth. “You’re not babysitting me. We’re hanging out!”

He sat himself down on the seat behind her, crossing his legs, waiting expectantly for her to turn around and face him, and when his patience finally paid off, his smile stretched wide.

“Well, since we’re hanging out, I was wondering if you wanted to do something different! I mean, staying in the temple is fine but.. there’s lots to do out in Beach City, you know. I could show you. I think you’d like it… if you just gave it a chance.”

Was it a longshot? Yes, but Steven was never going to give up on Jasper. He was reaching her, he could feel it.

           ➤  ⋮ surprisingly enough, jasper had visibly relented && relaxed. she had since then turned to him entirely, leaning on the counter behind her && studying him with inquisitive amber eyes. while she often put up a fight over some of the smallest things, she, at the same time, was not disagreeable with those who actively worked to face her with patience && a reasonable attitude. most tended to speculate that it was  S H E  who instigated the fights she often found herself in, but in fact, the exact opposite was the case: gems merely tended to assume she would bash them into the ground without reason to, && therefore lunged at her before even stopping to mull it over. so then, in that case, of COURSE jasper attacked them. if they had no other ideas about what a quartz was capable of, then she’d happily oblige their awful stereotypes. there was no reason to TRY and oppose them if they’d already made up their minds. jasper wasn’t exactly the best at conversation, after all. she doubted it would go a long way. ❝ hm. && what do you think is going to happen when we trot straight into a crowd of anxious humans that are ALREADY wary of the others? ❞ she asked blandly, cocking a dark eyebrow. ❝ i doubt they’ll take too kindly to someone that looks like ME. best case scenario:  they’ll run back into their miserable little shacks WITHOUT calling for the sorry gaggle of lowlives they rely on for protection. it’s a waste of time. ❞ she was, of course, referring to the POLICE, which the crystal gems had already demanded she deal with in a way that didn’t involve violence. she’d already deemed that request a lost cause. the coffee machine beeped, && she snatched the pot by the handle without needing to turn && locate it first. she didn’t bother with a mug, && instead drank it straight from the pot with about as much careless abandon quartzes were known for. ❝ got any other ideas? ❞

[tigerborn-blog1]

starter call!! love me.

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| S T E V E N | :

       “Oh.. Hey Jasper.” It was a surprise to see the Quartz, though she        didn’t attack or fight them anymore, she still wasn’t… exceptionally        friendly, but Steven was pretty confident she was warming up.        Slightly. She was lukewarm at least. She had to be.

       Climbing up onto his breakfast bar stool, Steven spun around slightly,        offering her a happy grin. Maybe… he could use this opportunity to try        and bond with her more? If she was going to stick around, he wanted        to at least be her friend!

            “…Are you doing anything today?”

           ➤  ⋮ ❝ –––&& what exactly do you think i’d be doing? ❞ she retorted, one hand absently itching at the corruption scars littering her shoulder, while the other went to work piling four heaping scoops of ground coffee into a filter. she didn’t bother turning to face the small demi-gem, clearly hell-bent on her miracle drink in the works. it was the only thing capable of battling her exhaustion enough to tolerate another day with the crystal gems. ❝ does it look like i have to go fight in an army, or go running off-planet to battle rogues in some distant galaxy to you? i think we both know that i’m trapped babysitting you all day. the others already LEFT. ❞ she dropped her voice down to an incomprehensible murmur to add, ❝ ––not that they’ll be missed. ❞ she filled a cup of water, all the while mentally noting how much easier the job would be if she still had lapis’ hydrokinesis, && dropped it into the machine with habitual ease. not a drop fell outside of it. she then sighed as the gadget began to gurgle && spit, knowing she had no excuse to ignore the boy any longer. it’d be a while until it was ready. she turned around && eased her hair off her shoulder. ❝ why? what do you want? ❞

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| R O S E  Q U A R T Z | :

   among all that she knew, the worth of her enemies and her allies were utmost important and sacred to her – it were a mystery to everyone, of course.     a gleam of light shone in her sight, and she stands wistfully with fingers crossed ( hope in her eyes, as well as dread for what she had done ) and jasper REFORMS in all her glory – a mane bursts from the silhouette, the light distortion shaping her. she waited, for what seemed to be a thousand years in seconds, for jasper to look around and realize where she is.

‘ hello, jasper. ‘  

       she says softly, marking herself correct not to bring her shield or sword out – it would’ve been a sign of violence and rose did not want that. she stands alone, defenseless, but hopeful.

            ➤  ⋮ though her sight is currently nothing more than a distorted muddle of vague shapes, the tigress knows exactly who is speaking to her. immediately, the moment she reforms, she’s put on the defensive. her landing is hardly graceful, the young soldier dropping into a feral, crouched stance on all fours. masses of hair begin to stand straight outwards from her scalp, much like an aggravated cat. ❝ ROSE QUARTZ. ❞ her name is hardly uttered like words should be, but rather in a deranged yowl. her breathing is labored, ears pricked so as to pick up any small movement; her eyes are useless at present. she’s picked up rose’s sweet, intoxicating aroma through what little detection her gem nose allows her––no doubt. placing the location, however, with so many of her functions impaired, remains near impossible. that WHIP had hit her gem pretty damn hard. she knows that much. rose seems to be everywhere at once.  ❝ show yourself! ❞ jasper roars. the one eye capable of seeing anything at all darts about in an attempt to cover every inch of ground before her && to her sides. the other is cast a milky white, distorted thanks to the huge fracture across the bridge of her gem––useless. ❝ you play a COWARD’S game, rose! you choose to face a cracked gem rather than one at her full capability? i thought even YOU had higher standards! ❞

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➥ { continued | e k d i k i s i​. }

            ➤  ⋮ jasper has never been known to be  Q U I E T. ever since the passing of her diamond, however, her thick lips have not once parted so as to break the impermeable silence; that’s not to say that she hasn’t been THINKING. no, in fact, her mind has been racing with troubling ideas && pressing questions nonstop. though she occupies a species that needn’t trouble themselves with resting, whose boundaries far surpass those of mortal, organic lifeforms, jasper looks undoubtedly EXHAUSTED. her eyes are vacant && weary, while her vibrant coloring has somehow lost some of its luster. her hair is unkempt, a clear sign that she hasn’t bothered with the two hours it usually takes her to keep it neat. even so, even with the obvious signs pointing to the contrary, she continues to lie through her teeth. ❝ like i said, i’m  F I N E. ❞ her tone is a little harsher than she intended it to be, && thus, the following statement is uttered carefully, && hesitantly. this IS a diamond she’s talking to, after all. ❝ why bother looking after a jasper from EARTH? you’re a DIAMOND. i’m sure you have better things to be doing. ❞ try though she might to choke down her insecurities, the tigress sounds a little HURT as she brings up the standard that agates have ruthlessly pounded into her head since the moment she had hatched. no matter how much she strives to prove herself, at the end of the day, she’s still an EARTH gem. it doesn’t matter that she came out perfect––she’s still lumped in with the other sorry, defective quartzes that somehow managed to crawl off planet. she’s seen as something less than a gem, even after all she’s done. that never seems to pain her any less. ❝ you've done enough. you kept me around when you could’ve easily shattered me. i know you thought about it. ❞ she smirks, but it doesn’t meet her eyes. ❝ keep it up && your court might think you’re favoring me. ❞

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Little doodle before going out. 

Please give me back my wife

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❝ Will you stay with me? ❞

domestic/family starter prompts.

“Will you stay with me?”

            ➤  ⋮ the inquiry comes as a surprise, but jasper doesn’t object. without any hesitation, the soldier takes a seat beside blue as if it were a casual meeting between two quartzes. there is no inhibition or formality in the action. jasper  K N O W S  the gem is as distraught over the loss of pink diamond as she is. they have much in common despite who they are within the hierarchy—even despite the fact that she and blue haven’t spoken before. for this reason, jasper finds it easy to dismantle the bravado she’s built up for lack of a gem she knows she can trust. she already considers blue diamond a FRIEND.❝ i miss her too, ❞ she says finally. none of the usual gruff aggression she carries within her tone is present. if anything, she speaks GENTLY. she places a hand on the seated diamond’s leg, as it’s all she can reach, && squeezes it. ❝ look. i don’t care what she says. it’s impossible to forget. she was MY diamond. && she was YOUR family. that pain doesn’t just go away when you want it to. ❞as the last sentence leaves her mouth, jasper’s attempts at comfort, at being the STRONGER gem, become only painful reminiscence, && all at once, the two of them are simply mourning together. she makes no attempts to change this, however, as she knows it’s what the both of them need. they’ve been repressing their sadness for far too long. ❝ …look. emotions don’t make you WEAK. ❞ she drops her eyes, jaw set as if saying that much were poison to her ears. homeworld, after all, has taught them the opposite. emotions were seen as an INCONVENIENCE, perhaps even a FLAW. but she knows she must speak the truth in order for blue diamond to understand. reciting the same trite yellow diamond has won’t help matters. ❝ you can MOURN && be a leader at the same time. ❞

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            ➤  ⋮ choked sobs, unyielding && obscenely loud, tumble from her throat. tears are flooding down her face, dripping into the dirt below && bejewelling the pile of rosy shards that lay somehow placidly beneath her. to jasper, a scene filled with blood && chaos would better befit the death of a DIAMOND. but no. instead, the battlefield has been deserted, left in all its miserable ruin the moment both armies heard that loud &&  I N D I S P U T A B L E  crack. fire sputters && hisses in her ears, && smoke pollutes her lungs. though her body aches, though she’s exhausted, she doesn’t have the will to cease the wails that rack her very frame to the point of  P A I N. she lost someone that she valued more than  H E R S E L F. she, the gem who had more pride than mass in her gargantuan body. though the battlefield is a barren wasteland now embellished with a  C A R P E T  of broken gems, jasper finds herself mourning only for the loss of the one she’s hovering over. as far as she’s concerned, this being, in every regard, was perfect. there could be no death as unjust as this. she would damn the life of every gem on this very battlefield––in the  U N I V E R S E––if it meant bringing back her diamond. her precious, precious diamond.❝ Y O U. how could you–– ❞ she buckles over && feels bile rise in her throat, her head coming so close to the ground that her gem near kisses the earth. ❝ she was  Y O U R  diamond, too. you were made for her, just like me! YOU! you’re––you’re  D I S G U S T I N G! ❞though she wants to sound  A N G R I E R, more intimidating, her voice only sounds frail, as easily broken as an eggshell. she curses the rebel before her, but the one she holds most accountable for pink diamond’s death is  H E R S E L F. if only she had been  F A S T E R.  S T R O N G E R . . .

––––––&& yet, the idea that she’s the one most responsible is what  S C A R E S her. she, the notorious jasper that was known to do anything in her power for the authority, was the true traitor. && that just wouldn’t do.❝ i’ll KILL you, ❞ she says finally, with resolve. her quaking figure begins to rise from the ground, eyes as searing as molten gold. ❝ i’ll shatter you. i’ll make your damned GEM into an ornament. ❞ she’ll deny her mistake until the end, so long as she can justify the blame being put on another. after all, it wasn’t  H E R  that held the sword.

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                    after faith and plighted troth has faded—but kept                           nonetheless, as the scent of rosebuds from the dust.

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send € for my muse to break down in tears in front of yours.

scenario up to mun.

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domestic/family starter prompts.

[baddeleyite-archived]

bbyrps:

“Just a little while longer.”

“Can you come tuck me in?”

“Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”

“Did you sleep okay last night?”

“C’mon, read me something! Just like old times.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“Can we stay in tonight?”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Shh, it’s okay.”

“Go to sleep, go to sleep.”

“Hold my hand.”

“C’mere, it’s alright.”

“You’re fine.”

“You’re apart of the family.”

“Hug?”

“Gimme a kiss!”

“Can I snuggle with you?”

“Your breakfast is getting cold!”

“Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

“I got you something!”

“No, go back to sleep.”

“What are you smiling about?”

“He’s such a downer.”

“Here, I’ll zip you up.”

“Do you want me to read to you?”

“I know a lullaby. Think that’ll help you sleep?”

“Turn around!”

“Your tie is crooked.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Can we get a dog?”

“I love you.”

“Time for your bath.”

“You first.”

“Lemme wash your hair.”

“Stop squirming!”

“My turn!”

“Mind if I move a bit closer?”

“Can I stay the night?”

“Don’t you dare go outside without a coat.”

“They forgot to flush!”

“Come here!”

“Mom/Dad! They’re being mean!”

“Think we can play a board game later?”

“Don’t be so mean to them, you understand me?”

“Watch your tone!”

“Here. I’ll do it for you. Give me the tie.”

“Don’t slam the door!”

“Eat your greens.”

“Stop playing with your food.”

“Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.”

“Happy Birthday!”

“They sings like a goddamn crow.”

“Don’t sass me, young lady/man.”

“I don’t like kissing them.”

“I was gone for ten fucking minutes!”

“Read to me.”

“What is going on?”

“You’re crazy, but I like that.”

“Hey, watch out for them, okay?”

“I got the last slice of pizza. I’m gonna have to throw it up for you to get it.”

“We’re out of milk again!”

“Who wants a hearty breakfast?”

“Back in my day….”

“She’s/he’s my annoying younger sibling.”

“We don’t need another kid.”

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y’all. come plot with me. i’m open to all mutuals! just smash that mf like button and i’ll contact ya.

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cuddly / platonic-ish memes

“your feet are cold.”

“movies are made for watching, not for asking questions.”

“you’re hogging the blankets!”

“we should cuddle… for warmth.”

“is that your hand on my leg?”

“scoot over.”

“can we watch something else? this is scary.” 

“are you shivering?” 

“if you start snoring, i won’t be responsible for what happens to you.”

“did you eat all the popcorn?”

“your hair keeps getting in my face.”

“are you even wearing pants??”

“stop kicking me!”

“you’re a good pillow.”

“do i look like a foot-rest to you?”

“do i look like a pillow to you?”

“i’m cold.”

“why can’t you ever just lay still?”

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| P E A R L | :

the quiet moments pass them by, both in thought. for a moment, maybe this is what FORGIVENESS felt like – taking the knife in your back out and not using it to hurt someone else – and she just had to stop feeling like some reprisal renegade around her enemies and show them the mercy STEVEN would give them –

       jasper is rising from the sofa, clenched in rage and stagger. pearl looks up at the towering gem, her instincts kicking back in in – the flute – but her minds goes scattering in the form of the war – reflexive counter-attack, especially against jasper, and she nearly draws out a couple of swords to merely defend herself, but all jasper is spitting out is the questions she plays out in her mind. she looks confused – hurt. pearl’s eyes widen at the shaking of the house when jasper’s powerful voice shakes the walls of the small house, pearl begins stepping back ( she’s more afraid of jasper than she thought – ) and she tries to get in some words to quiet jasper down, but jasper just keeps on speaking above her.

        restrain her. attack her. poof her. all these options come into her mind, but her feet physically cannot move. jasper finishes her angry speech and lets out a painful yowl, stomping out of the house without damaging the doorframe and metal sheet first. pearl drops everything and ejects her spear, frowning, the look of panic in her eyes. jasper is escaping, exactly opposite what she was supposed to do.

        ‘ jasper, wait, NO – ‘ pearl calls out, pushing the damaged door out of her way, looking around for jasper. she’s cursing at herself in her head for being so foolish as too even speaking to jasper. she just suddenly exploded, what did pearl do wrong – and more importantly, she prayed to the diamonds the others aren’t going to return SOON to find out both jasper and pearl are missing. she looks around frantically, and spots indented footprints in the sand and follows that. she gripping her spear tightly, PRAYING –

            ‘ jasper – !! ‘ she spots the towering gem in the distance, shaking her head. ‘ jasper, wait, please – jasper, listen to me – ‘

            ➤  ⋮ she’s through listening. after propping one large, heeled boot on the fence that borders the beach && hoisting herself over it, she’s in the city itself, an intimidating presence that sends several humans running into nearby shops. pearl’s voice is barely heard over the sounds of doors slamming && rushed footsteps, && that’s how jasper wants it. she uses the momentary freedom from the gem’s squawks to her advantage and rushes straight down the town’s central wooden walkway before any words can break through her angry haze && make her reconsider her actions. she doesn’t break into a run of course, her pride being too great, but instead walks swiftly && dutifully in a way that scares the remaining humans that had perhaps not seen her earlier into whatever hiding places they can find nearby. though normally she’d milk some sort of entertainment out of such a sight, she can’t even manage to crack a smile. her only focus is to get  A W A Y  from the crystal gems, away from beach city, && away from her thoughts. eventually, her stiff, wide strides put too much distance between her && the pearl that’d previously been tight on her tail, && she can no longer hear her hollers at ALL. she pauses, &&, upon looking around for a moment, discovers a building with an odd circular structure plastered to its roof. she knows it holds promise. she backs into the alleyway to its side && into its near unbearable stench (radiating from the large green bins, she presumes), picking up a discarded glass bottle before hurling it far away from herself. diversion in place, she wastes no time in delving her claws into the brick of the building that she had observed was called ‘the big donut’, clambering up to the edge of the roof with careful, somehow  Q U I E T  leaps. she crouches behind the oversized sphere, gliding a hand along the back of her voluminous hair so as to prevent it from peeking outwards && into view. after a few uncomfortable minutes, she can hear pearl screeching her name––whom she assumes was luckily delayed by the bottle––finally entering the lane jasper had taken to begin with. pearl takes her time scouring the small shops, even asking the humans if they had seen the runaway soldier. luminous golden eyes watch from the shadows as one of the humans shrinks back into his stand upon interrogation, && can barely resist chuckling with amusement. while she’d been too distracted earlier to find anything humorous, she now believes she’s safe, && feels comfortable observing && at least mentally jeering at the poor rebel pearl, confused && irritable. she waits until pearl moves past the cowardly human before grinning. ❝ ha. i wonder what your teammates will think of your failure, ❞ she muses silently, following the frail figure with her gaze.

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me: *does one push up* me: i could kill god