Anyway, while I’m having overwhelming Bispearlnet feelings, might as well dump them here.
I love Bismuth! I love her thousand-year-old camaraderie with Garnet and Pearl! I love that she has that established, proud call-and-response with Pearl: “Who do you belong to?” “Nobody!”, that Pearl launches herself at her from across half the room, that the SU wiki has a very important entry for her and Pearl’s relationship that says that they “have bonded over their common disregard of the Gem caste system” - in which the two of them are right there at the bottom, and look at them go! How delighted she is to see Pearl demonstrate a cool new skill (lasers, man!). I love that they spend 95% of their shared screentime in entirely
unnecessary physical contact, and that Bismuth tears up at the sight of Pearl crying because she “can’t take it”. How she apparently made like 50 different swords for Pearl and how Pearl treasures them and takes great care of them thousands of years later, long after Bismuth was presumed lost.
I love her carefree roughhousing with Garnet, the teasing and banter, the extent to which Garnet is relaxed and smiley around her because she doesn’t have to hold anything back (neither physically nor emotionally) or hide any part of herself. I love that way back in Giant Woman Garnet told Amethyst and Pearl they couldn’t come with her on a mission because only she could swim in lava, but guess who else takes hot lava dips? I bet nice lava baths were her and Bismuth’s #1 relaxing method, especially after extra gruelling battles, or before them - but after Garnet combed through vision after vision, a thousand Bad Ends, trying to ensure the best possible future outcome for all of them. (I get extra sad thinking about Garnet blaming herself after the Battle of the Ziggurat where Rose told them Bismuth was lost, kicking herself for not seeing this, for not managing to find a good enough future when it really counted.)
I love how all three of them reminisce about the war and the old days (both bad and good) and how they relentlessly support each other and
build each other up
(Bismuth is building what she wants to now, after all). The way they hold hands! Look at that! Tiny hands.
Anyway I want this
to un-happen with the intensity of a thousand suns and I am upset.