#🫧🌺 𝘗𝘐𝘕𝘒 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘓 ∕∕ interaction

[storiesrolleda]

@ferricaid sent “ why did you come? ” /// question prompts

❝ i don't— ❞ know. she didn't truly. her memories of her time with white diamond, of over 5,000 years, they were fuzzy. it was as if she had watched it through the static of a broken communicator. the hematite however, she remembered him. the whispers amongst other members of white's court that would stir up when 'no one' was listening, the things white would do whilst she stood outside closed doors, the cracking around his gem. ever since pearl had been freed from white diamond, she couldn't shake the memory of him. his arrival on earth, she wasn't sure why but when she heard she couldn't escape the feeling that she should meet him. meet him as herself, not as white diamond's pearl.

❝ i thought you could a friend, ❞ her voice softened as she took a couple steps towards the other. ❝ or just someone to talk to. ❞ someone who understood.

[storiesrolleda]

she hadn't known what to expect of the young diamond. they had tried to explain him to her, but the more they tried the easier it was for her to realize that they didn't really know him. just like they didn't really know pink. regardless, his words brought a warm smile to her features. pretty, she mulled over the word. she hadn't been called that in quite sometime, not since.....

❝ pearl is fine, unless― ❞ there had been a few nicknames that had been tossed around in private throughout the years with pink, but it felt.... wrong almost to share them with him. ❝ unless of course you'd like to call me by another name, my― ❞ diamond. ❝ princey. ❞

@storiesrolled

"So you're my pearl?" Years of begging the diamonds had finally paid off. "You're really pretty! And pink like me!" Well like his gem and outfit anyway. He was more peach colored thanks to his human half. "My name's princey! What should I call you? Just pearl or you want another name?"

[storiesrolleda]

diamcndlegacy​:

“Oh my stars! You called me princey! On your first try too!” He exclaimed with pure surprise in his tone. Reaching to grasp both of her hands. “The diamonds still call me pink sometimes. Atleast blue’s getting better though.” He said with a shrug. “Hmm how about I call you flower? They’re like my favorite thing and I already like you.”

❝  that is indeed what you asked me to call you.  ❞   the smile that had been built from nerves softened,   a soft laugh leaving her lips.   he really was so much like pink,   she could see how it might be hard for the other diamonds to see him as anything but.   she however,   her job is to serve him,  not question whether or not he truly was the same pink diamond she once belonged to.

❝  flower?  ❞   she mulls the word over for a moment,   focusing on the way it sounds,   on the way it feels.   she squeezed his hands gently,   swinging them side to side ever so slightly.    ❝  i think i like that.  ❞