well. im still alive. sorry. i just… man i havent been feeling steven universe lately at all. i love the show, sure, but getting on this tumblr, sitting down to write fics for it… its a hassle. im not saying this blog is dead, but fuck guys, how can i say its alive? ive been gone for over a year. or something now. i cant stand to look at my fics because i feel horrible for disappearing for so long, or its so far from cann its not funny, or… or i think about all the hate in the fandom and i just??? i cant do it??? im not dead, but… but im not saying this blog is alive either. maybe ill get back into this stuff eventually, maybe, but for now, i cant stand to look at the stuff. i havent read a su fic in ages, or even actively looked for art. @cancottondy is my personal, feel free to check that out and message me there, but. dont ask for stuff related to this blog. its probably not gonna come.
Oh, thank you! It means a lot to me when I get messages like these. I love them to death
Sorry anonny, requests are closed.
I am so sorry this took so long. I just… I really didn’t have the motivation to write anything. It’s been hell, and I’m sorry. I got a sudden burst last night and managed to finish this finally, maybe I’ll be posting more stuff soon??? I hope so. Anyways, this is a giveaway prize for @bondagedorito that is way overdue. I only have one more to write, and I swear I won’t take that long this time! I hope, anyways… Here’s the AO3.
It’s not weird. It’s a legitimate way of spelling them! Honestly, the next person to say anything about my spelling is getting blocked.
Hun, requests are closed.
Thank you so much! It’s not really a writer’s block where I don’t know what to write though, I just don’t have the motivation to write or it doesn’t come out well when I do.
Than you for understanding.
Hey. Listen guys, I’m sorry for being gone so long. I know I need to finish my giveaway prizes, post parts to my stories, and work on something I’ve promised a friend. However… I’m not doing too good. I don’t really have the motivation to write. Heck, a lot of the time, I’m having trouble just looking at this account because I feel so horrible for being so demotivated. There’s a reason for what’s got me down, but that’s not your problem. That’s not any excuse for what’s going on, and I’m sorry it’s taking me so long to post anything new. Hopefully I’ll have more stuff up soon, but if not, I’m sorry.
Oh no, sorry! The only thing /Reader I’ve ever wrote has been Ronaldo/Reader. Sorry bud!
Oh! Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoy it! I love getting messages like these!
Requests. Are. Closed. I might open it up, but really, I’ve got three more stories to write, and I don’t have time for requests.
If that’s not the actual ship name, then whoops, I don’t know what it is. Anyways, this is the first giveaway prize! @beachcity-pearl here you go, 1k of Blue Pearlapis fluff, as asked! I hope you enjoy! Ao3!
It was late at night when Lapis snuck across the compound to her room. Earth’s air was cool, slightly damp even, but that didn’t deter her any. She wanted to see her. She had to see her. Blue Diamond would be busy, Blue Pearl would be resting, and she could see her. It had been weeks since they had seen each other, aside from passing glances in the court or smiles when they passed each other in the hallways. It was small things, and they made her heart ache to see her even more than anything else. She wanted to see her, to hold her close, and to press a million kisses to her lips. She wanted to proclaim her love for her to the stars above, and to Blue Diamond herself, but would never do so.
So… Friendly reminder that Rose is Pink Diamond in this fic, and the diamonds are normal sized gems! Ao3!
“Log Date, 2/09/78. This is Pink Diamond, reporting in about the new pearl I had been given by White Diamond. As my previous reports have stated…” Unable to help herself, Pink paused. Her lips pursed and she ran a hand through her hair, fingers tangling in the locks and tugging her way through slowly and carefully. A sigh slipped free and she grabbed the holopad off its stand, shifting it in her grasp. “I don’t know why I’m being so formal with this. No one else will ever hear it. It’s just a personal log, White Diamond doesn’t care about how Pearl is fairing.”