#also. i want stevos earring

[redwolfstabs]

HES SO SILLY.

[roseetube]

Yello, I love art style and and your au, but I’m a bit confused on it besides the fact that Steven and Pink Steven are separated. An infodump would nice (only if you want to) (seriously though your art is so pretty oms) (*eats*)

hello!!!!! this is actually the first ask i've gotten so thank you!!!!! so this au actually has a fic with it (Stop Being Steven?) ig i didnt make that very clear lols!! so anyways,, this au is a canon divergence from the scene at the beginning of everythings fine,, after stevo sees his diamond eyes he unfuses!! so basically the human half is called star and the gem is cosmo! ill give the rundown of each of them

Star: he is the human half, he holds all the memories of steven and is mentally more similar to him, he can leech energy from Cos thru physical touch like a magical pink phone charger (lol) he's more mellowed out that steven and deadpans a lot,, also he has insane sleep debt so he can be really sluggish and eepy(he's a chronic napper) he is more the driver of their unfusion--> he doesn't want to be like the other diamonds,, like his mom, so he blames his gem-ness for it and forces their unfusion// he has adhd,, he loves Connie a lot and he goes from "i hate my life, i hate everything" to "OMG CONNIE :333 !!!!"

Cosmo: HE IS THE GOOBER EVER!!! okay so back on track,, he is the gem half (inspired by aster from Change My Mind by love_lucigoosey) basically he has none of steven's memories,, but he knows like basic gem stuff like the diamonds, gem history, and the pd reveal, etc... while fused he basically was just chilling in the mindscape so he doesn't rlly know any human things,, similar to how rose behaved when she first travelled the earth,, he's very naive and less deadpan than the typical depiction of P!steven. he is also extremely autistic,, he has trouble telling how he feels. cos has an overwhelming need to protect and care for star because that's what he believes his purpose to be->so when he realized that being steven was making star unhappy,, he decided it was fine for them to stay unfused (that's my excuse for him not feeling the need for them to re-fuse) he also can behave more like classic steven sometimes and people find it uncanny (Connie gets mad nostalgic) he also has feeling for Connie but bro doesnt know that is what that feeling is so he doesn't know how to act// the only thing from outside the mindscape that he perceives are steven's abstract emotions,, and those determine how he supplies the powers (ex: steven gets stressed out, Cosmo feels his distress-> BOOM! pink powers// so they're not a conscious choice of steven,, so once he learned how to control his emotions he could just have the emotion tied to the certain power he needed, he could do it at will)

Their dynamic and stuff like that: steven in my hc has audhd soooo each steeb got one// i wanna make this clear that star and cosmo are not a romantic dynamic (i am so annoyed that i have to clarify this :/) they have a deep(PLATONIC) love and care for each other, they're like brothers!! the bros ever!!!! also star is NOT steven and he gets very upset when someone makes the comparison,, both halves completely lose their emotion filter while split so they can seem extremely emotional and dramatic but its really just them expressing stevens bottled up emotions// after their initial freakout they're really just chill bros,,

OTHER SILLY STUFF: Star has a navy blue hoodie he always wears like a security blanket,, Star prefers wired earbuds and Cosmo prefers over the ear headphones (he's not used to so much sensory input after being in relative silence for 16 years)

SO THATS AS MUCH AS I CAN REMEMBER ABOUT THIS AU!!!! I HIGHLY REC YOU READ MY FIC FOR FURTHER CONTEXT! ALSO CHAPTER 3 IS IN THE WORKS I PROMISE :3

[diamond-coral]

The Heist- Part Two

Steve x Reader Chapter Summary: Steve sees you working at a club. Now Steve wants you...and he’ll have you.

Series Warnings: dark, rape/non-con, kidnapping, stripper themes, swearing, crime

Chapter Warnings: male masturbation, swearing, stripper themes, kidnapping, crime, mild violence, threats of rape/non-con, creepy crazy stevo

Steve had begrudgingly went to the strip club with Bucky and Sam because, as Sam said, ‘Modern women are somethin’ else compared to the 1940’s.’. Bucky was much more enthusiastic to see how much things had changed as a once been ladies’ man from the 40’s even if it meant having to go with Sam who bickered with him every five minutes. And while Bucky’s enthusiasm remained as they entered the club, the blaring music, flashing lights, and women in skimpy outfits had Steve remaining unimpressed.

Until he saw you.

You weren’t on the stage but rather talking to a coworker in the back of the room, a tray of drinks in one hand and a smile on your face that could light up a room. An honest, genuine smile that stood out in a room filled with nothing but empty sultry smiles given by dancers. Your coworker said something, and you threw your head back and let out a laugh that Steve could’ve sworn he had heard ringing all the way across the club over the blaring music.

You were perfect.

While you were still scantily clad in nothing but a light pink shimmery sheer top that showed your bra perfectly cupping your breasts, a pair of barely their black shorts, and black heels that had his eyes dragging up and down your legs, your demeanor and posture was more relaxed, and that’s what he loved. You weren’t sticking your tits out in front of you or pushing your ass back, but were rather slouched a little, eyes shimmering with excitement as you talked. What Steve saw of you was raw and authentic, and he loved it.

Sam’s voice interrupted Steve from his daydreaming, and Steve shot him a look of irritation causing Sam to raise his hands in defense.

“Woah there loverboy,” Sam chuckled. “I was just gonna suggest, you should ask for a dance from that girl you’re ogling over.”

“And before you go over and court her with your righteousness and whisk her away to waltz like prince charming, he means a lapdance, punk,” Bucky says while taking a sip of his drink.

“I- I was’t ogling,” Steve sputtered, but let out a sigh of defeat at Sam’s raised eyebrow. “I’m not gonna ask for a lapdance. Besides, she seems to be just waiting tables. I wouldn’t wanna interrupt-”

“You’re hopeless,” Sam teased as he brought his fingers to his mouth to let out a shrill cab whistle. You turned, and Sam caught your attention, beckoning you over with two fingers.

“Hiya fellas,” you said, and Steve frowned a little at the sultry voice you put on. “What can I help you with?”

“Just another round of drinks, sugar. Oh- and-” Sam leaned to whisper something in your ear and Steve noticed your eyes widening a little before your gaze snapped to him, a small smile on your painted lips.

“Of course,” you responded to Sam. “I’ll be back with your drinks shortly.”

As you turned to leave, Steve frowned at Sam. “What did you tell her,” he asked.

“Oh nothing much. Just mentioned that THE Captain America was looking for a little bit of fun tonight.”

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a groan. “Sam you dumbass.”

“Hey, he’s doing more about it than you,” Bucky interjected. “Sometimes it’s just sad watching you when you just sit and do - oh shit here she’s comes.”

“Alright, and I’ve got another round of drinks,” you said cheerfully while distributing the glasses. “And you, Mr. Rogers…” You sat on one of Steve’s thick thighs while placing your hands on the collar of his button up shirt and smoothing it down. “You’re friend told me you’re lookin’ for something… special tonight?”

Steve’s throat was dry and he was sure you could feel his heart practically beating out of his chest. “Oh well...I um-I.”

“What Mr. Womanizer would like to say is that he accepts your offer,” Sam offered, and Steve shot him what was probably the one-hundredth dirty look of the night.

“Well then.” You got off his lap and tugged on his arm. “I’d be happy to oblige.”

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Half an hour later, Steve returned a mess. The first few buttons of button up were undone, his hair was tousled, his cheeks flushed, and his heart hadn’t stopped racing.

“Good time?” Bucky inquired with a smirk.

Steve could barely form any words other than ‘where’s Sam’ to which Bucky pointed to the crowd of sweaty dancing bodies where Sam was shamelessly grinding on some woman.

“Oh God, I need a drink.” Steve fixed his hair with one hand while the other dipped into his pocket to retrieve a flask of Asgardian liquor Thor had given him.

“Was she that good?” 

“Well yes, but it wasn’t just the dance. It was her,”  Steve answered while burying his face in his hands. He felt like the scrawny kid from Brooklyn again. Completely flustered as he chased after a girl totally out of his league. “I don’t know Buck, she’s just-she’s just perfect.”

“Stevie, look around you. Every woman here is practically perfect. And they’re goddesses. That girl is just a girl.”

“No it’s just- you don’t understand. She’s just…” Steve let out an exasperated sigh and Bucky’s eyes softened.

“Wow you really like her don’t ya?” Steve just nodded in reply. “Well what if we came back again when she’s working?”

“No that wouldn’t work,” Steve said. “But...I think I have an idea.”

“And am I involved in this idea at all?”

“Maybe.” Steve laughed at his friend who groaned.

Steve then continued to explain his plan. He pointed out the coworker you had been friendly with when he first saw you, and asked Bucky to get some information out of her since he was the less recognizable out of the two. Steve needed to see you again. Not just that...he needed you. You were just so perfect for him, and Steve knew that the moment he laid eyes on you. The genuineness of your smile and laugh, just the way you were so authentic amidst your surroundings just showed you didn’t really belong in this environment or even this time period of imitation and phonies. But you belonged with him. And he’d preserve that authenticity. 

Bucky just simply nodded, and at first Steve was nervous that his best friend was going to call him crazy, but after a bit, Bucky got up and snatched Steve’s flask while flashing him a grin.

“Bout time we got you a girl, huh pal?”

Steve sighed in relief, and as Bucky trotted off, he went to find Sam.

Steve explained to Sam that he was gonna go home while Bucky worked some “wingman magic” and Sam started letting out fits of laughter at how THE Captain America was ‘down bad’. 

Finally, after Sam had finally calmed down, he wished him goodbye and headed home.

He had some things to take care of.

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As Steve guided his hand up and down his shaft, all he could think about was you.

Your tits, your ass that had ground on his crotch at the club, your red lips around he imagined on his cock. You’d probably use your skilled hands as well, not being able to fit his entire member into your mouth. 

Steve’s thoughts didn’t stop there.

He thought about how your hips moved while in the private dance room. He thought about how although you were undeniably sexy, you were also so kind to him, once in a while asking if everything was okay and if he wanted anything else from you. He thought about how you simply smiled and let out your angelic laugh as Steve fumbled and stuttered, simply putting your hands over his and telling him everything was okay and he could sit back and relax, not having to take charge after a long day of commanding people. The light pink color of your lingerie was so beautifully innocent as your body moved lewdly in contrast. And he loved it.

Steve came with a shout to the image ingrained in his mind.

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A few minutes after Steve had cleaned up and taken a much needed cold shower, he received a call from Bucky.

“You’re right,” Bucky’s voice spoke through the phone. “Two drops of that Asgardian shit and she was completely mentally clocked out. Told me everything about your girl.” 

As Bucky told Steve your name, Steve tried it out on his tongue for himself.

“Also told me a little bit of a little side job they got goin on. Your girl’s a bit of a criminal, Stevie. Sure you still want her?”

“I’m sure she has her reasons.”

“Well you’re right in that actually. According to...Bella-yeah I think that’s her name-,” Bucky recounted. “They steal from people to pay for rent and art school. And I just so happened to tell her about some skeevy old timer government worker who happened to be loaded from scamming low income taxpayers. Who also happens to live at your address.”

“Wait, you want her to rob me?!” Steve exclaimed.

“Will you just let me finish?” Bucky took Steve’s silence as an opportunity to continue. “I told Bella no one would be home while your girl does the job, but obviously you’ll be home so she can’t get away. She’s literally coming to you on a silver platter pal. Could it get any better than that?”

Steve took a moment to consider the situation before replying. “You’re right. Thanks pal. I really owe you one.”

Bucky chuckled. “Well I got one hell of a blow job so I’ll say we’re almost even. Anyway, she’ll be comin in a week, so that’ll give you plenty of time to prepare.”

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You awoke slowly to sunlight streaming through your apartment window, your bed feeling more comfortable than usual, and a warm arm wrapped around your-

What the hell?

Your body thrashed as you jolted awake and flung yourself away from the body next to you in the bed that very much wasn’t yours in the apartment that was always not yours. Steve Rogers just sat up on his elbows and gave a groggy smile at your frazzled state.

“Mornin’ sweetheart.”

You recalled your memory, trying to see if this was some sort of drunken hookup, and it all came back to you. The heist, him coming home early.

“Didn’t mother ever tell you stealing is wrong?” were the words he had said before he had grabbed your hair in an iron grip and smashed your head on the near coffee table. Everything was black after that.

“Oh my God...you,” you began to back away from him.

“I what, sweetheart?” he mused. “Last time I checked, this is my apartment, and you were the one breaking and entering.”

You scrambled backwards off the bed, but just as you were about to reach the bedroom door, something cold and hard pulled against your ankle causing you to topple face first onto his carpet. Turning your head, you observed a metal cuff secured around your ankle with a chain leading back to the foot of the bed. 

Steve used the time you took panicking and hyperventilating to get out of bed and leisurely stretch his arms as if this was a normal occurrence. He approached you cautiously as if you were a wild animal and bent down to softly cup your face with a large hand.

“It’s okay, doll, I didn’t hurt you. Just let you sleep a bit before I caught you up to speed today.”

“Did- did you…,” you sniffled at the thought of what that man could’ve done to you while you slept.

“No. God no!” You nerves calmed a little bit as you were reassured that America’s hero was still the gentlemanly golden boy you met at the club. That was before he tilted your chin to meet his sinister gaze. “I wanted our first time to be while you were awake.”

Your heart dropped. This man was crazy.

You began to frantically yank at the chain on your ankle and your breathing became shorter.

“Hey. Hey! Stop it!” he urged before grabbing both of your hands and holding them in a steel grip. “Listen. I know this is all..new...but you need me. And I need you. When I saw you at the club, you were just so perfect. You’re not like those other women. You don’t belong there. You don’t belong in this life. I can take care of you. I will take care of you.” A tear slipped from your eye at his words but he just brushed it away with his thumb and continued. “You just don’t understand yet. When I saw you, I just knew you were meant for me. You’re perfect, doll.”

All you did was stare at him in disbelief and mutter, “You’re crazy.”

He went to soothe you again and brush a lock of hair away from your face, but you thrashed and said it louder.

“You’re crazy, you’re fucking crazy!”

“Doll, you don’t understand. I love you. And you’ll love me. I promise just give it some time and-”

“No you’re deranged. You’re FUCKING DELIRIOUS!!” you screech as your hand shot out and slapped him across the cheek.

The room went dead silent. You froze, and so did he. You had just slapped Steve Rogers across the face. You slapped the pure muscle mass six foot super soldier and called him delirious, and he looked hurt. His face was painted with a heartbroken look of regret, disbelief, and sorrow. But not from the slap. It’s like your words had hit him like a ten-ton truck, and for a second you saw doubt flicker across his eyes as if realizing that everything he imagined was in his head. And in that doubt was your hope. Your hope that this man would come to his senses and let you go.

“Steve...please, you have to realize this is wrong,” you said softly as he gave you a broken look. In that look you saw the scrawny kid from Brooklyn in the 1940s who only knew rejection, and your heart broke just a little bit. “What you’re feeling...it isn’t love.”

All of a sudden his demeanor changed. Any doubt in his eyes was wiped away in a nanosecond and replaced by a fierce look of determination. His face contorted into a snarl as he yanked you up with him by your hair and spun you around to press your front against the well.

“You dumb bitch,” he growled into your ear. “You think you don't need me when you’re a pathetic thief who whores herself out every night.”

You writhed in his hold but he just gripped your hair harder and let out a breathy laugh.

“You know...for someone like you to stoop so low as to work at that club...it makes me think. You wanna be treated like a whore?” he seethed. “Fine. I’ll treat you like a whore.”

a/n: don’t worry I don’t think working at a strip club is “low” at all. just some classic sexist bs from our good old 1940′s fav

[twobladedswordsandmauls]

For @peribytes, I hope you enjoy.

When Steven began acting strange, specifically around the full moon, Greg knew what was up. He knew it as a feeling in his gut, much as it was something that Greg had hoped his child would not have to deal with.

He thought about just giving Steven the pills, the dilute aconitine compound that Greg had learned a long time ago could weaken the wolf enough that the transformation could be resisted, and telling him that it was some form of home remedy. He decided against it though. It wasn't technically lying, but it felt dishonest nonetheless.

Steven had had to deal with a lot of dishonesty over the years, and Greg could tell how much it had hurt him. He needed to talk advice, but he didn't know who to talk to about it. Garnet, Pearl, and Amethyst were all out, they'd just tell Steven at the first opportunity even if they decide that keeping the secret is for the best. They had simply been too hurt by Rose's secret keeping to even consider it anymore (Greg would still never understand what they were so mad about, people were entitled to their secrets).

Connie was also out, albeit for a slightly different reason. Her sense of justice and fairness is so high that she'd likely put Steven on speaker as soon as he mentioned trying to keep something from him.

Maybe... yeah, that could work. She was even on Earth right now for little homeschool.

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"Oh... my... that... is... hard..." said Flourite, after Greg had explained to her the situation, albeit while leaving out the exact nature of his secret.

"I just... I don't know what to do! I kept this from Rose, the love of my life. I don't know how to tell him this."

"Com-mun-i-ca-tion... is... key... to... any... re-la-tion-ship...... Stev-en... loves... you..., and... won't... hate... you... be-cause... of... a... se-cret..., but... he... may... re-sent... you... if... you... don't... tell... him" said Flourite.

"But how do I do that!? I've kept it from him his whole life! How do I tell him now!?" Said Greg, barely short of yell.

"Do... it... on... his... terms..." answered Flourite.

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"What is it Dad?" His son asked him, innocence in his eyes. It was as if he was trying to make this as hard form him as possible.

"I..." Greg tried to start, before stopping and wincing "kiddo, you know I've always loved you, right?"

Steven scoffed "What Kind of question is that? Of course I know!" His only child snickered comically "is that all this is about?" He asked.

Greg shook his head somberly.

"No Stevo... I just wanted you to know that I wasn't trying to hurt you when I did this"

A look of shock spread across Steven's face, wide eyes stared at the serious look on his father's face, as if looking for some hint that it might be a sick joke, and found only sadness.

"You're... you're keeping a secret from me?"

Greg nodded.

"Not specifically from you, I kept this from pretty much everyone, even Rose. It's just, hurting me to not tell you this any longer" Greg readied himself for what he needs to say next "do you... do you want to know it?"

That, giving him a choice, is what Greg and Flourite had worked out. It gave Steven freedom, and made it feel like he wasn't being forced into something he didn't want to do.

"Dad... You can tell me. It's okay" Steven said, the compassion in his voice just barely masked the anger that tried to escape, not that Greg couldn't sense that.

Greg nodded sedately and closed his eyes, and with a deep breath, reached down for the wolf inside him, and asked him to come to the surface.

Steven looked confused for a second, before noticing the fur poking out of his father's skin. He instinctively covered his mouth to mask his shock as his dad grew larger and more beastial in front of him. Claws grew on his hands, his face stretched out into a snout, and his ears moved to the top of his head.

Greg opened his eyes, and looked at his bewildered child.

"Surprised?" He asked, his voice deep and nearly monstrous sounding.

Steven barely managed a silent affirmation.

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By the time Greg had turned back into his old self, as well as explained everything, night had fallen.

"So, those pills stop you from turning during the full moon?" Steven asked.

"Yep. Not sure if they'll work on you, sense they are essentially just a very dilute poison, and your Gem might not like that. Couldn't hurt to try"

Steven went wide eyed, this time in surprise.

"You... you know about that?" He asked.

"Uh-huh. It's why I'm telling you this now. I had hoped it wouldn't effect you sense you're part Gem, and werewolfism only effects humans" Greg said, before noticing the question on his son's lips "What? Did you really think you could keep running off during the full moon and have no one notice?" He said with a smile.

"Heh, I guess I kind of was" Steven said with a laugh.

"We care about you kid, you're not getting away that easily"

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(That turned out more wholesome than expected. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed!)

[engraved-in-your-heart]

Dreams! Can be wonderful and yet weird.

 I got home a few hours ago, threw on a movie, and immediately crashed. 💀 I started to have a dream that left me feeling uneasy for various reasons, but it was also humorous because these wonderful band of misfits is in it.

It started pretty normal and chill with everyone just hanging out and drinking but got weird at the end when Matthew Lillard's character Cereal! Disappeared for a bit only to return in numbers of himself from some of his other films.

The first to come barging in was fucking Rafkin looking as unsettled as he did in the film. 

Cereal followed up from behind in excitement jumping on Rafkin trying to rub his nipples to no avail. Rafkin wasn’t having any of it even as Cereal told him those are his nipples!

The last to show was Stevo from SLC Punk! Stevo headed straight for the beer and started to mingle in with the crowd.

After chatting it up with everyone I headed to the kitchen to find some grub only to have Cereal come bolting in dragging me away and telling me to check out Nikon's new lady friend The Bound Woman. 👀

Off in the corner, you now have Stevo giving Hammer the Punk speech which was honestly pretty fucking funny to me and Hammer was all ears.

The Jackal’s head replaced the computer monitor and scared the living shit out of Johnny Lee Miller Mr. Zero Cool himself.

This was everything I could remember after waking up and thinking wtf! I want to know more. 🤣 I need a continuation of this dream.

[marvelatthexmen]

Can I get 2, 16 and 20 with Steve Rogers from the drabble list?

Military Affairs

Steve Rogers Prompt Oneshot

Warnings: swearing, angst, fluffy spots (man I swear one of these days I’ll write a completely fluffy fic XD)

2: “Don’t scare me like that ever again!”

16: “Why do you care?!” “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!”

20: “You could’ve gotten yourself killed!”

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(Y/N) was a confidant girl. She had brains, beauty, and brawns; and she knew how to use them. She was even listed among the ranks of the Black Widow, and above Agent 13. All that was true until she was approached by the Captain America to join his team in the Civil War.

It took her a while to decide. On one hand, she had a stable job, and virtually unlimited government access at her fingertips. But, was that really worth her morals? She didn’t like the thought of them controlling her. Plus, she was becoming tired of the grind of her job, anyway. So one day, she decided to call up the handsome Captain and inform him of her decision.

He was delighted to hear of her decision. Along side The Winter Soldier, Scarlett Witch, Ant-Man, The Falcon, and Hawkeye, with the assistance of Agent 13, the pair fought feverishly to succeed. When their plan ultimately failed, Steve and (Y/N) were able to avoid being arrested.

After the dust settled, Steve and (Y/N) decided to stick together, having fallen in love during the Civil War. The pair chose to lay low and move into a little house, living happily for a while.

That was two years ago.

Now, the Avengers has a much larger, literary and metaphorically, problem than their internal squabbling. Thanos. The Titan King had committed mass destruction; the murder of half the universe. Gone with the snap of a finger.

(Y/N) had never been more upset, and Steve knew it. He hated the thought of his beautiful soldier upset, and he was desperately trying to keep her spirits up while he figured out a way to undo the snap.

“How’re you holding up, Doll?” Steve softly asked the (H/C) woman. (Y/N) bit her lip, looking down at the railing she was perched against. The blonde man rubbed her arm gently, blue eyes shining with concern.

“As well as to be expected, I guess.” (Y/N) replied tiredly. She was tired of fighting, tired of wondering if they could fix this mess. Steve’s plan to get Tony on their side was stalled out temporarily, creating extra stress. Avenging was exhausting. Especially when the people to avenge consists of half of the universe.

“Word arrived from Tony earlier, he says he’s changed his mind. He wants to help.” Steve said quietly, looking out across the Avengers’ facility grounds. (Y/N) nodded solemnly. “Stevie, do you ever wonder...if we can really fix this? Maybe Tony was right. What if the risk isn’t worth the outcome?” She asked. Steve shook his head. “It’ll work, (Y/N). I promise you.” He said, his blue eyes meeting her (E/C) ones.

(Y/N)’s shell cracked. She bit her lip, her eyes filling with tears as she thought of the worst possible outcomes. “I’m holding you to that one, Stevie.” She let out a watery chuckle, hugging the super soldier close. “You don’t have to, Doll. I don’t break promises.” Steve said with a soft chuckle as he ran his fingers through her soft locks of hair, holding her close to his chest.

“I love you, Steve Rogers.”

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(Y/N) watched in horror as her lover attacked Thanos. She knew he was outmatched, and she couldn’t bare to watch.

And so she charged. Kicking, stabbing, punching, clawing; any way to potentially harm Thanos, she used. She heard Steve’s horrified yells behind her, but it couldn’t get through her anger and adrenaline enough to deter her.

Then, suddenly she was flying, the world going past her in a blur after Thanos had thrown her. She hit the ground like a Barbie doll, skidding to a stop against a rock. Thor and Tony kept Thanos distracted, while Steve ran over to her.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N), can you hear me?! Oh my god, you could’ve gotten yourself killed!” Steve hollered, desperately trying to gain a reaction from her. Her eyes fluttered, the world fading in and out of clarity, until it all went black.

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Steve was heartbroken. After the battle, they rushed (Y/N) to Wakandan medics, who did all they could to stabilize her. After hours of treatment, they told the team that (Y/N) was in a coma, but should survive.

Steve refused to leave her side, up until he had to return the stones. If he hadn’t met (Y/N), he would’ve been thrilled and chosen to stay with Peggy. But he couldn’t bare the thought of never seeing his Soldier Doll again, and almost refused to go at all.

“Steve, you have to. It won’t take but a minute in our time. I promise you’ll see her again.” Sam coaxed, trying to soothe his friend’s angst. “I know, Sam. But I never thought I’d experience this kind of love again after Peggy. Leaving her like this...it’s so much harder than you’d think.” Steve said quietly, rubbing (Y/N)’s hand softly. “She’ll be right here, man. I promise.” Sam reassures. Steve nodded, and leaned over and kissed (Y/N)’s forehead, before heading over to the time machine.

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(Y/N) sat up with a start, frantically looking around the hospital room. Bucky stood at the end of her hospital bed, just as alarmed to see her awake as she was to be there.

“Oh, you’re up.” He said awkwardly. (Y/N) blinked slowly. “Where am I?” She asked, her voice thick and groggy from being unconscious. “You’re in a hospital in Wakanda. Thanos whacked you pretty good, so they brought you here. You were in a coma for a long time.” Bucky explained calmly. She nodded. “Where’s Steve? Did we win? What happened to the others?” (Y/N) asked quickly, the beeping of her heart monitor getting quicker.

“Woah, woah, slow down. Don’t get yourself worked up. We won. Steve is returning the stones, should be back any minute. Everyone’s fine, except Tony...” he said, trailing off at the end. “What happened, Buck?” She asked softly. “He saved us, but he didn’t make it.” He mumbled. (Y/N) bit her lip and nodded, saddened by the loss of a friend and ally. Then, Steve burst in the room.

“Doll?! Oh thank god, you’re awake!” Steve said in relief, hugging her quickly. “Don’t ever scare me like that ever again!” He breathed in her ear. She nodded. “I won’t, Stevo.” (Y/N) sighed, hugging him closely.

After a few hours, everyone had made their rounds to see (Y/N), and had gone home. Being the stubborn woman she was, (Y/N) ignored the instructions to ask for help before going to the bathroom, and got up to go by herself. Unfortunately for her, Steve came back from the cafeteria just in time to see her hop out of bed.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked sternly. “I’m taking a piss. Why do you care?!” She grumbled, situating herself to walk. He sighed. “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!” He hollered. She jumped slightly, and raised an eyebrow at him for his sudden outburst. “And we’ve been through hell. I’m sorry for being overprotective. It’s been a long day.” He said apologetically. (Y/N) nodded.

“Get over here and gimme a kiss, then help me to the bathroom, Cap.” (Y/N) chuckled. Steve let out a laugh, but went over and kissed her.

“Anything for you, my little soldier doll.”

(A/N): hope you liked it! Also, lemme know what we thing about the different writing style

[lovixcore]

Something Special For Amethyst (Amedot Fanfiction)

Summary:  (Takes place after Reunited) After Lapis Lazuli returns from being in space for the past 2-3 months, Peridot feels inclined to do something for her favorite quartz, Amethyst, who has been there for her for the past few months. So Lapis and Steven help Peridot do something special for Amethyst.

Notes: I hope you enjoyed this Amedot fanfic. There was two things I wanted to write post-Reunited, and both were amedot related, this being one of them. I hope this isn't too bad. Also I know this wouldn’t be canon in a million years. I hope the idea of this would be canon, but I don’t know. It most likely won’t. I’ll just pretend it’s canon for now, I guess.

Chapter: 1/1

Word Count: 1396

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15411459

Before Lapis came back, Amethyst was always there for Peridot. She always comforting her, always encouraging her, always there. Even though she missed her best friend, whenever she was with Amethyst, she had this tingly feeling, that she never had with Lapis. She felt like she could be herself, and that she didn’t have to hide who she was or be overly happy and overly bubbly for Amethyst’s sake. Steven came in to the beach house to find Lapis and Peridot sitting on the couch, talking. Lapis seemed interested in Peridot’s ramble. “Hi guys!” Steven waved.

“Hey,” Lapis smiled. “Peridot was just telling me about improv, and how fun it was.”

“Yeah. Things got really intense during her scenes with Amethyst sometimes,” Steven said, knowing that Amethyst and Peridot did get really flirty on stage. Everyone was aware of the fact they were flirting, except for them.

“I’d have to watch it sometime then,” Lapis enthused.

“Speaking of Amethyst.., where is she?” Peridot interrupted.

“I think she’s in town, or at the forge with the others,” Steven answered.

Peridot sighed, “Ughhh.”

“What’s wrong, Peridot?” Lapis asked, noticing Peridot was slightly tense.

“I just.. Feel bad..,” Peridot admitted.

“How come?”

“She’s done so much for me.. And I haven’t done anything in return,” Peridot reflected.

“She always enjoys your company,” Steven insisted.

Peridot blushed. “She does?” Peridot asked.

“Yea! Why do you think she hangs around you?” Steven asked.

“Out of pity.”

“No. Because you’re her best friend!” Steven insisted. “You know how Connie’s my best friend? Your hers.”

Peridot blushed, “O-oh, right.” She cleared her throat. “I want to do something for her.. I want to give her something.. I want to make her feel how she made me feel.”

“Happy?” Steven asked.

“I suppose,” Peridot answered, not knowing any other words.

“Want me to help?” Lapis asked, feeling a little left out. “I know me and her haven’t gotten along in the past but..”

“Of course, Lazuli,” Peridot interrupted.

“I can help too!” Steven insisted.

“Wow, thanks,” Peridot acknowledged.

“So what does she like?” Lapis asked.

“I know she likes food, human activities, and comedy,” Peridot responded. “Hmmmm…” Peridot got up. “Steven, do you have some paper?”

“Of course!” Steven responded. He stood up on top of the couch, and got a piece of paper from one of the shelves. He handed it to Peridot, he also handed her a purple marker.

“Here.”

“Thanks.”

She sat down and took the cap off the marker. “Hmmm…” She started writing, ‘Amethyst, thank you for everything. I know I haven’t done much, and I feel bad. You mean a lot to me, even though I haven’t shown it. You do. -’ “I have no idea what else to write..”

“Maybe write how you feel about her?” Steven asked.

“It’s hard to put my emotions into writing and context, Steven.”

“How come? You’re pretty emotional..,” Lapis smirked, teasing Peridot.

Peridot glared at Lapis, “I am nothing close to emotional! Take that back!”

“You literally got choked up and threatened to leave when I said you should be the pearl,” Lapis argued.

“Because I’m nothing like Pearl!” Peridot cried.

“Sureeee,” Lapis smirked.

"CLOD!" Peridot cried.

Lapis laughed.“Anyways, how does she make you feel?”

“She makes me feel a lot of things that I’ve never felt before,” Peridot admitted. “Like whenever I’m with her, it’s hard to stop smiling. And when I’m with her, it feels like everything’s okay, even when it’s not. When I’m around her, I feel like I can be myself, and I don’t have to hide who I am.”

“Well.. write that,” Steven suggested.

“Oh um okay.” Peridot continued writing ‘It’s hard to explain how I feel, because overall I’m not really a overly emotional gem, but when I’m with you, I find it hard to stop smiling, and it feels like everything it’s okay. Even when it’s not. I feel like I can be yourself, because you like me. You like me for who I am, and I can appreciate that. Even though Lapis is back, I don’t want things to go back to how they used to be. I still want to do improv, I still want to hang out with you, I still want to garden. You’re my best friend. Thank you for everything. ~~Peridot.’

Peridot looked up, her face was a deep green. “Peridot.. Are you okay?” Lapis asked.

“Yea.. I am..”

Steven whispered into Lapis’ ear, “Peri has a crush I think.”

Lapis whispered back, “I thought it was pretty obvious.”

Steven and Lapis giggled.

“What?” Peridot asked, flustered.

“Nothing!” Steven lied.

“I want to do more than just a card..,” Peridot clarified.

“What about those flowers you guys gardened together?” Steven asked.

“What about them?” Peridot asked, confused.

“Maybe make something out of them,” Steven suggested.

“Like what?” Peridot asked.

“A mini bouquet?” Steven suggested.

“No. That would be overdoing it,” Lapis answered, quickly shutting down Steven’s idea. “How about a single flower?”

“Not a bad idea, Lapis.”

“What flowers do you guys have?” Steven asked.

“Roses, peonies, daisies, tulips, carnations, asters, lilacs, orchids,” Peridot listed.

“Well she did say roses are a little controversial one time,” Steven pointed out.

“Right..,” Lapis sighed, still shocked and slightly somewhat hurt by the fact that the gem Steven held in his navel wasn’t a Rose Quartz, it was Pink Diamond’s.

“How about a peony??” Steven suggested.

“Hm. Okay.”

~~a few hours later~~

Amethyst came in to see Steven and Lapis sitting on the couch. Steven was showing Lapis something, and Lapis looked amazed. “Heyyy Stevo, Lapis,” Amethyst smiled. “What ya doing?”

“I’m showing Lapis some of my stuff!” Steven responded. “This is the first time me and her have actually hung out since..”

“Since I destroyed the boat your dad was renting,” Lapis said. “Sorry about that by the way.” “

You only destroyed it to protect me..,” Steven reminded.

“I still feel bad..”

“Where’s Per?” Amethyst asked. “She’s usually with one of you two, when she’s not with me.”

“Hold on.” Steven got up and walked up to the bathroom door. “Peridot, she’s home.” Peridot opened it, she had a piece of paper folded up into a card in her hand, with a peony in the other. Peridot walked up to Amethyst.

“Oh hey Per!” Amethyst waved. “What do ya have there?”

“Here,” Peridot blushed, handing Amethyst her card and flower. “I-it’s for you.”

“For me? Huh?” Amethyst asked. Amethyst opened it, and then read the card out loud - “Amethyst, thank you for everything. I know I haven’t done much, and I feel bad. You mean a lot to me, even though I haven’t shown it. You do. It’s hard to explain how I feel, because overall I’m not really a overly emotional gem, but when I’m with you, I find it hard to stop smiling, and it feels like everything it’s okay. Even when it’s not. I feel like I can be yourself, because you like me. You like me for who I am, and I can appreciate that. Even though Lapis is back, I don’t want things to go back to how they used to be. I still want to do improv, I still want to hang out with you, I still want to garden. You’re my bestfriend. Thank you for everything. ~~Peridot” Amethyst’s eyes widened, twinkling, her lips parted, with her cheeks becoming a deep purple.

“D-did I do something?” Peridot stuttered, nervous.

“No, it’s just..,” Amethyst stammered. “I love it..”

“You do?” Peridot asked.

“Uh, yeah! Nerd!” Amethyst gushed. “And this peony is so pretty, Per!!”

“Hehe.”

“But, Peri, you didn’t need to do all this,” Amethyst said. “You know that, right?”

“I know but..,” Peridot blushed. “You’ve done so much for me. And.. I just wanted to make you feel how you made me feel.”

“So I made you feel gushy and goopy?” Amethyst asked, teasingly and implingly flirtatiously.

“U-uhm,” Peridot stuttered. “Is it a good thing that I made you feel that way?”

“Dude, literally nobody has complimented me like that, in that way!” Amethyst answered. “Of course it’s a good thing!” Amethyst wrapped her arms around Peridot’s stomach, holding Peridot close, showing her gratitude and affection for Peridot. Peridot’s mouth opened, surprised by this, but then she nuzzled her face into Amethyst’s shoulder.

“Awww,” Steven smiled, gushing over how cute Amethyst and Peridot were. The end.

[abbysapphic]

WAIT A SECOND (#3.5)

WATCH OUT!!!!!

This theory about Pink Diamond contains the following triggers: 

Suicide ; bullying ; self-harm ; anxiety ; death threats ; Bad english grammar ; and a lot of other unfunny things.

If one of these make you uncomfortable that’s fine! Just ignore it! Don’t pressure yourself and stay safe <3 !

Remember this post?  

Remember one of the possibilities?

Well here’s the post where I’ll develop this theory. (English is still bad and I’m sorry).

First of all, I’d like to give my opinion about PD.

we know that she owned only one of the solar system’s colonies.

The Earth, its moon and....a part of the sun? Meh whatever! 

and this while YD and BD have much more than that! WD even owns litterally ALL of the solar system! (I think that’s because she found the said system but that’s not the point!)

That leads to think that either she’s the lowest Diamond, either that’s her first colony.

Let’s assume that it’s her first colony! Not because she’s the youngest! But, imagine, the Diamonds are away to conquer other planets. Are they really going to leave the Homeworld unprotected and leader-less? I DON’T THINK SO! 

Belly gems have been shown as being quite motherly but also like....hum.....

yyyyyYOUSEEWHATIMEAN!!!!!

So I think PD was left on Homeworld to “babysit” her fellow diamonds’ gems and to beat the crap out of anyone who would DARE to attack. 

But after thousands of years of babysitting, PD would grow tired of this. She asks for her own colony and the diamonds give her the Earth because it’s probably the easiest planet (With lots of ressources and stuff). (WD could’ve replaced her as the homeworld’s babysitter since it doesn’t look like she owned specific planets) 

Ok that’s it for PD in general! 

Now, the theory!

Here’s the context: a diamond who never dealed with a colony on her own and who’s probably (as her color leads to think) naive, innocent, immature etc. She’s aware that it’s very serious business! No time for foolishness, emotions or fun. She also knows that her fellow diamonds are counting on her to succeed into Earth’s colonisation.

Guys! That must put so much pressure on her! 

And then, BAM! Some love-boosted Quartz comes out from legit nowhere and starts a rebellion.

PD doesn’t understand what the smokes is going on! She wants to ask for help but she can’t! Her friends are doing so much for her! And she promised that she’d be able to take care of this alone!

She asked for a colony: she’ll deal with its disadvantages!

Then, as Blue Zircon said:  Rose Quartz couldn’t possibly approach PD.

And how can you hurt or scare someone that you can’t approach? Think about the many attacks in real life with terrorists (sorry to bring this up :( ). How do they scare high ranked people?  They kill other people, they radicalize their target’s former allies, they threat them....

Now, let’s go back in SU’s universe! 

Rose convinced homeworld gems to join her (a bunch of them were unhappy with their former situations) and she got rid of some of PD’s gems, bubbling or shattering them. (By the way.....I seriously think that the broken injector from Beta is the product of a CG’s raid)

*Steven’s voice* What...happened to that injector?

I’ll tell ya Stevo! YOUR MOM HAPPENED!!!

hrm....

(Also Oh my god am I seriously comparing the crystal gems to terrorists?! Kill me plz!)

PD grows even more afraid.  That even gets worse when rumors of the rebellion and a coming war arrive to YD, BD and WD’s ears. The three immediately contact/visit her and demand an explanation, ask if everything’s okay etc.

PD doesn’t want to bother them. After all, they already have so much to do! She says everything’s cool! There are just a few skirmishes but isn’t that normal when you lead your first colony?

The diamonds aren’t stupid. They know something’s up. They go on Earth, install their stuff (BD’s Sky Arena ; WD’s upside-down pyramid (I read somewhere that the Moon Base could be hers as well) ; YD’s....something) and they find out about Rose Quartz. Obviously, they’re kinda upset! “Why haven’t you said so?!” “Don’t you trust us?!” “Why do you do this to yourself?!”...

PD understands their worries but she still refuses their help. They have their own businesses and she’s a diamond like them! She can take care of this! 

The diamonds are still dubious but that’s true! Their own colonies/Homeworld need them! They leave the Earth, leaving a bunch of rubies as back up guards.

On her side, PD feels humiliated. “Seriously?! I really need to cling onto them as I always do?! I’m such a disgrace to the Diamond authority!”

Then, war happens.

Rose Quartz, seeing that PD hasn’t given up yet, decides to go even harder.

Death threats.

“If you don’t stop Earth’s colonisation, we’ll kill you!” “Go back to Homeworld! Or else....”

PD panics. Her naivety leads her to consider these as true. But she still refuses to talk about that to the diamonds. Her pearl gets worried too. She tries to contact the other diamonds via their pearls. PD learns about it and gets so mad she shatter (or bubble) Pink Pearl and force poor pearls to “Keep their mouths shut” (Hence Yellow Pearl and Blue Pearl’s looks during the Trial)

But now, new problem: PD’s all alone!

She can’t talk about her feelings to her court because her pride, not to the diamonds because she doesn’t want to panic them, not to her pearl anymore.

She starts losing her sanity. She looks for comfort into causing harm to other gems by creating cluster gems, she sends weird and ambiguous messages to her gems, she totally ignores YD, BD and WD, she neglect her colony and the war......

Eventually, as Rose Quartz’s about to win, she loses it.

I’d like to point out something. You know that PD’s gem is on her belly. Well picture her shattering herself with some kind of sword. Doesn’t that remind you of anything?

(Pic not by me)

Thaat’s right folks! And do you know the Seppuku’s symbolism?

“A samurai practice, seppuku was used either voluntarily by samurai to die with honor rather than fall into the hands of their enemies (and likely suffer torture) or as a form of capital punishment for samurai who had committed serious offenses, or performed because they had brought shame to themselves.” (Wikipedia)  

PD didn’t want to face the diamonds’ disappoitment. She didn’t want to live with the shame of such a failure!

She went to a place, far from the battlefields, ordered to every gems that still had the will to live to just get off this cursed planet and go back home.....and shattered herself, leaving obvious hints leading to this mess’ responsible:

Rose Quartz

This gem shattered her from the inside. PD just had to end it by shattering the outside.

Now what do you think? Don’t hesitate and give me your opinion(s)! That could be really interesting!