#Barb Steven universe

[pintobeann]

✨Blue diamond art 💎✨

[sandflakedraws]

aw yeah, they're still fun as hell to draw

[big-meows]

Scrolling my twitter FYP against my better judgement and encountering "women don't like f/f because they're self-loathing misogynists and only like m/m because they're fetishists and objectifiers" and "drop your favorite tomboys/butches in the thread! (Thread has the same 5 tomboy/butch characters that surface in every one of these threads and then 30 other big titty anime girls who are not tomboys and/or butch by any stretch of the imagination)" in quick succession felt like a little like the guy who thought someone was breaking into his house and leaving post-its everywhere discovering he had a gas leak and was doing it himself

If you wonder I keep filling the house with m/m post-its, it's because there's a gas leak and it's "female characters designed around/defined by a time-tested and committee-approved feminine tropes"

"but you'll fixate one cardboard-ass background boy and give him imaginary depth why can't you do that for a boring background female character--" because the boy's elevator pitch one-note characteristic is something I align with and enjoy (loser, goofy, comedy relief, gross, obnoxious, weird, autistic) and I promise if you made that same boy a girl and changed nothing else I would make her my whole personality for literal fucking years.

Idk like it's true I gravitate to shitty obnoxious boys in fiction but if that's a problem for you have you considered maybe the solution is more shitty obnoxious girls in fiction and not more of the same girls that I don't really enjoy, or telling me to stop liking shitty obnoxious boys?

I do feel a little insane sometimes to see femininity constantly conflated with womanhood. "Soup, why don't you, a gnc woman, gravitate to more super sexy mommy doms or cutesy moe schoolgirls or walking talking fashion dolls do you just hate women?" like idk Jan I'll give you three guesses.

[siren-the-siren]

Isn't it obvious who I like best😶

[donutgirlsadie]

(Re)Remade Sadie's Song transparents

[georgi-girl]

More Trolls Character Fusions

A continuation of my SU inspired Trolls fusion list. Note that when two trolls from the same tribe fuse, they just become a bigger version of their species. When trolls from different tribes fuse, they gain extra limbs and appendages.  

Biggie + Cooper = Big C. A fluffy, muppetesque llama centaur. with four stumpy legs, long furry midsection, and extendible arms. Covered in blue fur with indigo dreadlocks. Always smiling and making jokes. Uses he/him pronouns.  Song style is based on Tiny Tim and Weird Al Yankovic. 

Poppy + Viva = Star. I hope this isn’t presumptuous, but I’m seeing them as friends. The fusion has dark pink skin, star-shaped orange hair, and a white leotard with a blue tutu. Also has stockings with dance slippers. Partly inspired by Rainbow Quartz. Voiced by Selena Lopez. Uses she/her pronouns.  

Reggaeton Trio (Tresillo, Marimba, Tambora) = Taino. Named after the Indigenous people of Puerto Rico. Androgynous features, Pastel body with tie-dye patterns. Uses they/them pronouns. Speaks mostly in Spanish. 

K-Pop Sisters = Korea. Inspired by the five Ruby fusion. Big, shiny, with pastel rainbow hair and an all-white leotard. Uses she/they pronouns. Speaks mostly in Korean. 

Branch + Hickory = Brick. Incredibly handsome, with four arms, green skin and dark violet hair styled in a cowlick. Wears a vest made from orange leaves and black pants. Uses he/they pronouns. Music style based on early Elvis. Also sounds like Elvis. 

Branch + Barb = Screech. (This fusion is strictly platonic, I wouldn’t ship these two if you paid me.) Dark blue skin, four eyes, gigantic indigo mohawk. Wears black leather jeans and denim vest. Inspired by the SU fusion Sugalite. Uses the pronoun It. Warlike berserker. Song styling is Goth Rock. 

Barb + Hickory = Studly. (I can picture these two as friends) Goat centaur with light orange skin, shaggy red hair that covers his eyes, and two left arms. Wears a brown vest and studded wristbands. Hunky stud. Uses he/they pronouns. Very Tarzan-like, even speaks in third person. Grows more savage the longer they’re fused.  Song style (surprisingly) is Tibetan Throat Singing

Hickory + Poppy + Branch = Blum. Something special for my favorite ship. Named after the German word for Flower. Beautiful deer centaur with brown skin, CYM streaked hair, three yellow eyes with pink petal eyelashes. Uses neopronouns ee/em/eir. Very kind and loving. Speaks in rhyme. Song styling is folk covers. 

[have-you-seen-this-butch]

Barbara Miller- Steven Universe

[animus-enmity]

Sugilite

*Synthesized Bass and Percussion Sounds*

I got possessed by some art being cause I drew Sugilite out of nowhere and it didn’t take two weeks for me to force myself to finish.

[l-egionaire]

Reblogging for Steven Universes 10 year Anniversary.

Steven Universe Future Futures

Now that Steven Universe Future is over, I'm proud to give my headcanons for what I see for each characters future.

Steven- After his long road trip across America to see the sites, Steven ultimately moves back to Beach City as he felt that was were he was most at home. But instead of moving back in with the Gems, he moved into a nice little house Bismuth and the other Gems helped build. For work, he took over Lars 's space bakery and remade it into a cozy café called The Galaxy Cafe where humans and Gems alike come for a nice chat and a cup of coffee. He and Connie eventually marry and have a daughter named Lisa Pinkrose Universe.

Connie- After graduating college with a degree in political science and moving in with Steven, Connie started working for the office of mayor in Beach City. After a few years of hard work, she eventually became mayor of the town and rumor has it, she's considering running for senator.

Greg- (Greg's relationship is inspired by a story written by @mandareeboo.) While his son was away from Beach City, Greg started a relationship with Sadie's mom, Barb and eventually the two of them got hitched. Soon after, Greg decided to focus on his management career and the two of them moved to Empire City where Greg started up his own music management business Universal Music. But he still makes time to drive down to Beach City and see his son, daughter in law, and granddaughter.

Garnet- Garnet comes to use her powers of both emotional understanding and future vision to become a relationship advisor to the people and Gems of Beach City. She also takes the occasional wedding planning job for happy couples shes helped.

Amethyst- Amethyst worked with Mr Smiley to help set up the special Gem Wrestling Federation in Beach city. She helps manage a number of Gem wrestlers in Beach City including her sister Jasper or as shes known in the ring "The Orange Wild Lion".

Pearl - Pearl opened up a special combat training school called the Sword and Shield Academy of Martial Studies. She teaches her students the art of combat as a way of helping them reach their full potential and gain confidence in themselves.

Peridot & Lapis - The two of them build a new barn and start a buisness of selling fruit and plants that they grow. They spend their days tending to their crops and just being together.

Bismuth - Bismuth starts her own company constructing everything from buildings to weapons to wedding armors. Her motto is " Your Bismuth is our pleasure ". After a period of dating, she and Pearl end up getting married

Extra: Spinel- Spinel ends up meeting Volleyball while on Earth and the two of them end up in a relationship. She then starts to often visits Little Homeworld to see her and puts on performances for Beach City kids.

[sucharactertournament]

SU Character Tournament

[pintobeann]

I think I going to finally finish this Lars figure I was making🍩

[barblaz-arts]

Oh look what a shocker it's me lol So, i've returned to the Steven Universe fandom (for like the 1000th time... I don't think I'm ever getting over it), and was looking through some Lapidot stuff and happened to stumble across your old Lapidot art and- YOU HAD A LAPIDOT PHASE!?!?? I was digging through whatever I could find, kicking my feet, and squealing. Jussstt felt the need to bring that to light!

Yep! I was actually one of the crack shippers from way back before they even had canon interactions, so you can imagine how feral i was over the Barnmates episode like...

Holy shiiiit lmao

Lapidot was actually the reason I even made a tumblr and ao3 acct in the first place. My first officially posted fic was for lapidot. And the art was back in my old art blog that got hacked and deleted, but geeeeeze back then my art was just pencil scribbles on lined intermediate paper in photos taken from my shoddy phone camera. Can't believe I had as much followers as I already did back then.

My username, Barb Laz/Barbara Lazuli across all socials is even a Lapis reference. The Barb part was from the "Bob" joke

[anon-amiss]

hello, I have a request of Wally Darling x singer y/n

at first, Wally and the others did not know the reader could sing. One day they all decided to have a group picnic and Wally was the one who would get you. Wally knocked at y/n home and Y/n didn't answer he noticed the window open and he heard Y/n singing. (Love like you by steven universe)

then and there Wally fell in love he could not bring himself to stop the reader from singing.

you can pick what happens next :)

Beginning notes: I love this! I'll do my best! Thank you for the request! Another quick mention is that the reader might be referred to as "neighbour". I don't mind using Y/n at all, but people give it so much bad rep :[

Some warnings: Nothing triggering, just reader being mildly embarrased haha

Wally Darling x Singer!Reader

(Platonic or Romantic)

(a bit more on the romantic side haha)

"...Turns out, I was holding the letter all along!! Now isn't that just hilarious??" Eddie boasted out, laughing while waving his arm around rapidly. Barnaby fell to the floor, rolling around and snickering in response. It was as if he'd just heard the funniest thing in Home, which, honestly, could have been probable.

Wally giggled after hearing the passing conversation, placing the picnic blanket down on the grass with ease.

The sky was perfect, and the weather calm. This meant only one thing: it was finally time for the monthly picnic party! Everyone was invited, which meant you were too! It was going to be your first time at this event, and everybody was very excited to have you join them as their special guest! Everyone came extra prepared, bringing gifts and items they thought would help with getting you acquainted with their tradition.

Sally weighted the blanket down with what looked to be a large sewing machine and a bag full of various fabrics and sewing materials. Wally turned his attention to her and tilted his head.

"What are all these for?" Wally asked, a little surprised she was able to carry all these items on her own.

"Why, I wanted to show our new friend how to make hand puppets! They've been asking me all week, and I thought this would be the best opportunity to teach them!" She beamed, organizing some of her tools on the blanket.

"Yeah, and I brought my makeup so we could do a little fashion show with them!" Julie interjected, placing a few of her bags, presumably filled with makeup, on the blanket next to Sally's items. "I made sure to bring everything I had just in case they wanted a certain look!"

"Oh! I brought along some arts and crafts if that helps at all!" Eddie chimed in, holding out a delivery bag filled to the brim with tons of crafting materials. He placed himself on the blanket next to the growing pile of goods. It was starting to form a little mountain by now.

"Whoa now, buddy! Make sure to leave some extra for the butterfly nets!" Frank blurted out. He held nothing, but Wally assumed they would use some of Eddie's resources to make the nets.

"Do we have to participate in this event before or after lunch?" Barnaby joined, with Poppy following suit. He placed down a picnic basket full of the most delicious smelling food. Oh! He seemed to have placed it on Eddie's head! It's perfectly balanced!

Frank shot him a glare and sighed. "We'll do it after lunch just so you won't complain the whole time."

"What can I say? Small dogs like me need lotsa energy to run!" He jested, laughing to himself with a wide grin.

"You better not eat it all this time, Barb! Poppy and I spent a lot of time gathering the most perfect ingredients for this specific batch of food!" Howdy blurted out, tapping his foot at the fluffy 'little' pup.

"Don't worry, Howdy! I wouldn't dream of ruining our new neighbour's first picnic! Besides, a tiny guy like me can't finish all this by myself," he replied, giving him a pat on the head for reassurance.

"Speaking of our new neighbour, where are they?" Poppy asked, turning to Wally with a motherly smile.

"Yeah! We can't possibly start without them!" Julie added on, turning to face Wally with an excited grin.

"I told them I'd come and pick them up as soon as we were done setting up!" Wally replied, clasping his felty hands together with the happiest expression he could give. "Would you all be so kind as to help me finish up while I go get our neighbour? I'm just too excited to wait."

"Of course! We'll have everything prepared in a jiffy!" Sally exclaimed, jumpstarting the task and immediately organizing the items on the blanket. Julie joined in, working at the same pace as her.

"Thank you so much! I'll see you all soon. I love you!" Wally waved to them, setting off to your home with an overjoyed feeling in his body. He felt so lucky to have friends like them.

Your home wasn't too far from the picnic site, only a few minutes away, so Wally got there pretty early. He told you earlier that he would probably finish up by noon. By now, according to the town clock, it was about 11:30pm. Though a few minutes definitely passed after Wally's struggle to remember how to read the clock in the first place.

Wally stood in front of the door to your home, ready to knock before hearing a quiet melody. Curiously, he turned his head to the source of the noise, which appeared to be coming from a nearby open window.

He hummed and looked away. Wouldn't it be rude to take a look inside? This place was your privacy, so maybe it was best to ignore it.

Another melodic tune began to ring out quietly, followed by the deafening tone of piano keys being smashed rather aggressively. "Oh dear..." Wally refused to look through your window. That would be unneighbourly!

Then he heard groaning and began to grow worried. Maybe just a peek. For your safety. Definitely.

He followed intuition and looked through the window, his eyes searching rapidly for the source of all the noise. His gaze happened upon you. You were sitting at the piano, holding what looked to be a journal and a pencil.

You were grumbling to yourself and writing angrily in the book, but other than that, you seemed to be doing relatively well. Perhaps you were just experimenting with new sounds. Wally's suspicions began to die down, and he would have left it at that, but before he could turn away, you did something completely unexpected.

Once you cleared your throat and placed your journal down, you began to press numerous keys, getting acquainted with the feeling before you began to play what sounded like an actual song.

Your fingers gingerly glided across the piano, leaving Wally entranced and more breathless than he already was. If he had a pulse, he was sure it would be beating critically by now.

He blinked, dumbfounded. Not about the fact that you were talented, but of the fact that you had kept this a secret for so long. He couldn't fathom why someone would hide such a gift.

Then another surprise emerged. Not from your movements, but from your voice. You began to sing! He nearly tripped himself inside your home, not realizing how far he was leaning into your window. He held onto the frame, his mouth agape from the sheer astonishment you managed to succumb him to.

He could only make out a few words from so far away. "If I could begin to be...... I could do about anything...... Could even learn how to love like you...." You continued on with the song, putting all the focus you could on playing the right keys. It was hard to concentrate when you sang and played at the same time, which was why you were practicing in the first place.

You didn't want to necessarily practice for anybody but yourself. You never planned on anyone hearing your singing, mainly because of how embarrassing and distracting it felt. It would most definitely make you mess up, which would only be more humiliating for you in the end.

You weren't a professional, and honestly, you were okay with that. As long as you could finish the song at all, you would be just fine. The accomplishing feeling was worth much more than the sound of cheers. You steadied your breathing and began to focus on your singing a little.

Meanwhile, Wally was lost in thought, watching you with a dreamy gaze. He absolutely adored you. He was so proud knowing he had a friend who could do so many beautiful things. He so badly wanted to learn this song so he could sing with you. He wanted to praise you right there and then, but he knew it was probably not the best idea.

He leaned on the window frame, crossing his arms and watching you intently. He was baffled, feeling himself just melt into the mixture of sounds you were creating right before his eyes. He sighed and closed his eyes, falling into the deepest state of peace he's ever had in Home.

He loved the concocting mix of your voice and the piano. The sounds succesfully meshed to create a hum that reverberated off the walls and vibrated the glasses around you, which, in turn, created what sounded like an extra voice. Angelic!

Then you did something else totally unexpected!

There was the tiniest note out of place, which was proceeded by the loudest smash of keys Wally's ever heard. Mortified, he opened his eyes and looked up at your figure.

You were frustrated with yourself. You were doing great, but you just had to take your attention away from the piano, didn't you? You groaned and rubbed your forehead. You'd been practicing for a while now, so maybe now would be the best time for a break.

You turned your body and got up from your seat. Water sounded good right about now.

Wally didn't have enough time to react before you laid your eyes upon the window. Panicked, he flopped down on the ground, feeling himself heat up. He wasn't sure if he had the capability to blush, but if he did, he was definitely doing it now.

At first you were shocked by the sight of Wally, but even moreso when he launched himself back from the window???? You hurridly rushed towards the opening and looked down at the ground. There he was.

"Wally?? What are you doing here??" You asked, observing as his felty face began to grow a few shades darker. He chuckled nervously and sat up quickly.

"Well.. Erm..."

"Wait there! Let me help you," you interrupted, making your way outside as hastily as you could. You grabbed his hand and led him in your home, helping him dust off some of the grass that seemed to have stuck to him when he threw himself back.

You invited him to sit at your dining room table, grabbing two glasses of water and placing one in front of him as an offering. He seemed to just stare at it quizically. Oh wait, did he drink water? Now that you thought about it, you don't think you've ever seen him consume anything.

But as you snapped yourself away from your thoughts, you found the water to be gone. Oh. The cup was too. Did he eat it? Maybe it was a puppet thing???

"I'm so sorry for my actions, neighbour," Wally started, staring up at you with dejected eyes. "I was going to knock on your door so I could escort you to the picnic, but I guess I got a little curious. I shouldn't have looked through your window. That was very uncouth of me." He hung his head low, expecting you reprimand him for his actions or get angry, but much to his surprise, you just laughed.

"Oh, Wally. You don't have to apologize. I would have gotten a little interested, too, if I heard all that noise I was making," you stated, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Besides, I wouldn't have minded having you listen to me. I can always depend on you to be kind and unjudgemental." You took a sip of your water, reassuring him with a smile. "I should be the one apologizing to you, in all honesty. All that key smashing was probably very... erm... unsurprising, to say the least." You gave out another laugh, Wally doing the same.

"Well, I must say, I just love your singing. It was gracious," he admitted, making you feel gaucherie-like. It wasn't unlike him to compliment you, even for the smallest of things, but you always knew he was genuine. It was refreshing to hear that he liked something so personal about you. "I could listen to you all day, really." His eyes had a glaze to them that you couldn't understand the meaning of, but it made your heart pump.

"Thank you, Wally. That means a lot to me," you replied, grinning proudly. He nodded and got up from his seat.

"Well, we should probably be heading to the picnic now. I wouldn't want everyone else to worry haha!" He pushed his chair in and offered his hand out to you, which you did take, but you had to admit you were a little bashful while doing so.

You both headed out, only stopping once for Wally to ask if he could hear you play sometime.

"Of course!" You responded cheerfully, feeling bubbly from his excited expression afterwards.

"Then it's a date!"

End

End notes: Haha, in the end I guess it was more on the romatic side. I might write a oneshot for the 'date' and the picnic as well if anyone wants that. I had fun writing the transitions between the characters, and in my personal opinion, this oneshot was a little funky, but hey, that's fine! I liked writing it! Thanks for your request! I appreciate your amazing idea!Sorry if it's not what you completely had in mind!

Another note: this is what I imagine he looked like when listening to you sing. I'm not the best artist, but I do try >:]

[rocksibblingsau]

Queen Barb has her army of rockers and music, Evil!Trollex has a turntable that fires lasers. What would the other leaders have for their "World Tour"?

Funk: Honestly pretty similar to canon with their army, along with their tech. The strings are kept in a Bass

Classical: you know how in Steven Universe, Blue Diamond can make gems cry on command? They have a chord that can do that to Trolls (similar to how they have the Joy Chord). The strings are wrapped around a conductors wand

Country: Also an army, possibly with the forbidden guns that Dreamworks doesn't want them to have. The strings are kept in a banjo.

Pop: Consider........ Bergens.

[ordinaryschmuck]

I had a dream that Steven of Steven Universe got kidnapped by gangsters who wants his healing spit to heal their boss' leukemia. He busted out of the car on his own with a safety bubble, running away from them on a bridge that's gridlocked in traffic. He's eventually saved by Greg of all characters, who is stuck on a never ending lawn mower that Pearl fixed up for him three episodes ago, and they ride off together just in time. Only for the lawnmower to FINALLY ran out of gas and stopping at the side of the road. Thankfully, Barb pulled up in her mail truck to give them a ride. Unfortunately, there was no room so they ended up tying a rope to a bumper and a sled and having her pull them back to town that way.

...I have NO idea why my brain dreamt up this dark, lost episode of Steven Universe, but it happened.