if i hold out that long that is

ok but.. imagine lance breaking his leg while he’s out on a mission?? by himself?? imagine him having to drag himself back to blue while he’s trying to hold back his screams so no one else has to hear him over the comms?? because he doesn’t want to bother them???? and then when he finally gets back to the castle nobody’s there because they’re all out on their own missions, so he has to drag himself to the med bay and just. wait for them to get back?????? and THEN when they FINALLY come they find him passed out next to a cryopod????????

and let’s just say that the cryopods are conveniently broken or smthn (because let’s be honest, they’re really fucking annoying). so cue the rest of the team panicking because they don’t know how to set a broken bone

somehow they figure out how to do it but at this point lance is awake and he can feel e v e r y t h i n g and it’s really, r e a l l y painful.

but then!! after all of that, imagine lance hobbling around w/ crutches and feeling super shit abt himself because he can’t train or help out cause of his leg

okay i’m gonna stop bc this turned out way longer than expected but still
i love making my son suffer what can i say

anonymous asked:

What about an imagine where the RFA are already in relationships when they meet and fall in love with MC? How would they feel and what would they do? Eventually they find out that MC reciprocates their feelings but is keeping quite and holding back because of their relationships.

Gah! These ALMOST turned out into mini-fics!! There’s just so much material to work with >_<

For now, I only wrote Yoosung, Zen, Jaehee and Jumin. HOWEVER, due to Seven’s circumstances as a secret agent, I do not believe he would be in a relationship with anyone—even considering the possibility of a mission, it is unlikely that it would be long-term or serious.

If you’d like to see other characters for this ask, you may request it, but I’m also working on about 4 other asks right now, so please be patient <3 In the end, I’m writing for you guys anyway, so, I hope you’ll understand!

Regardless, I hope you enjoy!! I had fun writing this ^~^ (Jaehee’s might break your heart i mean what)



He’s been dating this cute, girly college student from his class, and he had been determined to have a stable relationship with her, since she was his first girlfriend. She’d been the one to confess to him, and he giddily accepted, excited to experience “love.” He constantly felt pressured to say cute things a boyfriend should say, and act gentlemanly, sweet and romantic. It took a lot to keep her happy.

When you joined the RFA, he was excited to get to know you, and the two of you hit it off easily. He found himself looking forward to your messages, and he always felt happy during your calls. He’d never even met you, but you were able to make him so… so happy. Not like his girlfriend at all. He had to force himself around her. He felt conflicted. Was this how a relationship is supposed to work? Is he supposed to feel stressed and tired because of his girlfriend?

At the RFA party, Yoosung overheard your conversation with Zen. He listened quietly from behind a wall, as you cried to Zen about how you’d fallen in love with Yoosung, but it could never work out because he’s already in love with someone else. He felt his heart clench in pain as he listened to your muffled sobs against Zen’s shoulder. Jealousy stirred in his chest, wanting to be the one who wiped away your tears instead of Zen. And it was then that he knew, you were the one he loved.

With his feelings sorted out, Yoosung decided to break up with his girlfriend before doing anything with you. But before he could even say anything, his girlfriend broke up with him over text: ‘Hey, Yoosung… I’m really sorry but I don’t think we’ll work out. I realized that I wasn’t in love with you, but I was in love with the idea of having a boyfriend. I’m really sorry, but I don’t want to continue our relationship based on these shallow feelings of mine. Thank you for everything.” While it was true that he was never really in love with her, he did shed a few tears for losing the relationship they had. It wasn’t like he hadn’t liked her at all—he would still feel emotionally attached, despite their short relationship.

After a short while, he finally gathered up the courage to tell you about his feelings. It was over a brunch date, and there had been a painfully awkward silence prior to his confession (as neither of you knew what to say. Him, because he was nervous to admitting his feelings, and you, because you were miserably in love with him but couldn’t express it)

His confession surprised you. You hadn’t expected that his girlfriend had broken up with him, nor that he reciprocated your feelings! You’d thought it was a painful, one-sided love, and the fact that it wasn’t made you relieved to the point of tears. “I-I thought I would have to be your friend forever… just watching you smile beside h-her… and not me,” you sniffled, sincerely confessing your thoughts. “I thought that you’d never look at me, and that I’d have to k-keep giving you advice on how to make your girlfriend happy…”

“If you’ll be my girlfriend, then I hope you never stop advising me on how to make my girlfriend happy, because I want to make you the happiest woman on Earth.”


As a publicity stunt, Zen had been forced to date Echo Girl. He was against the idea, but as an aspiring actor, he had no choice but to follow his management’s orders. Besides, it would be good practice for roles where his character was in a relationship. He didn’t really care, since this wasn’t a real relationship with sincere feelings. Echo Girl hardly knew him.

He never expected that he would actually fall in love with someone so soon after his relationship with Echo Girl was made public. Your appearance in the RFA was sudden, after all. But Zen had fallen in love with you at first sight. You were kind to everyone, listening to their thoughts quietly whether you agreed or disagreed. And you weren’t pretending to be nice, either. Nobody would be able to keep up an act like that for so long—he would know, he acts everyday, and he can’t get into character every time.

He fell in love with your voice, just as he fell in love with the rest of you. But your voice had a special appeal to him. You sounded so sweet and sincere, and prior to the party, it was his only way of feeling connected with you. He’d savour the sound, loving the way his name rolled off your tongue. “Hey Zen… hypothetically, what would you do if I liked you?” His heart almost stopped at the question, but he eventually managed to squeeze out an “I don’t know.” You had sounded so genuine, his heart was racing with the possibility in mind.

Despite not confirming your feelings, Zen approached his manager, demanding that they put an end to the relationship publicity stunt, or he would publicly announce that the company was lying to build his image. When it was all done and dealt with, he proceeded to beg and beg Seven for your apartment’s address. Zen would be in debt to Seven for thousands of Honey Buddha Chips, but it was all worth surprising you for your smile. With his knee to the floor, and a bouquet of roses raised towards you, he imitates your confession to say…

“MC… hypothetically, what would you do if I liked you back?”


She’s been dating a man for a while before she met you. He had asked her out during one of the C&R business events, and fallen in love with her at first sight. While Jaehee knew that his feelings were sincere, she wasn’t sure about how she felt towards him, but he told her that he was willing to wait.

Fortunately for her, you’d soon joined the RFA, and she felt that she was able to confide in you about her problems. You would listen to her as she ranted about her admiration for Zen, Jumin’s irritating tendencies, and relationship problems, amongst many others. With each conversation, Jaehee became more and more relaxed talking with you, and your ability to ease her burdens only got better as you learned more about her.

Jaehee’s boyfriend noticed the way Jaehee’s expression had grown softer lately, and how she always replied to your texts immediately in the midst of their conversations. He watched knowingly as Jaehee’s eyes gained a happy glint in them, her laughter sounding more feminine and relaxed, compared to her forced, unsure chuckles from before she’d met you. He was fully aware that Jaehee was most likely in love with you, and that he would have to let her go soon.

He prayed to the gods to forgive him for forcing someone who wasn’t interested to stay in a relationship with him, begging for just a little more time with her. He knew that he should support her and push her towards the one she truly loved, but he wanted to be just a little more selfish, until she would realize her own feelings.

So when Jaehee finally confronted him, he was prepared for her confession. “I’m really sorry. I… thank you for being so patient with me up until now. I truly did enjoy spending time with you, and I am honoured that you would fall in love with someone like me, so I believe you deserve a proper apology,” Jaehee forced herself to look into his eyes despite the guilt in her heart.

But he deserved a serious, proper explanation from her, because he’d been nothing but kind to her throughout their relationship. He’d put his best efforts in making her happy, and she knew it. “I’m really grateful for your feelings, and I’m truly sorry to say that I can’t return them. There is… someone else who has already stolen my heart,” she admitted softly.

Finally, he was able to let her go. He left her with one last kiss on the forehead, and bid her farewell, “Thank you for everything. I hope that whoever you love will be able to love and care for you much better than I was able to. Please, be happy from now on.”

Jaehee couldn’t help but shed a few tears, for losing a good relationship with an honest, sincere man. But no matter how amazing he was, her feelings for you would not change. You were the only one who could make her feel so relaxed, comfortable and happy even when her work pressured her to no ends. You were the only one who she felt could understand her, and she wanted to give you the same happiness she received.

Although she was now single, she still believed that her love was one-sided. Love between women was becoming more socially acceptable, but she had no idea about your views about it. And even then, it didn’t necessarily mean that you returned her feelings. But imagine her surprise when you burst into her house upon hearing the news that she’d broken up with her boyfriend. Tears were streaming down your face—you were crying for her. You explained, “But Jaehee… didn’t he make you happy? Why aren’t you crying? It makes me really sad when I think about everything you’ve lost with him… I had been s-so happy that he was there for you through all your struggles…”

Gently, she wiped your tears, looking affectionately into your eyes. “The person standing right in front of me is the one who I’ve fallen in love with. MC, you’re the one who makes me feel happy. Your kind words have always cheered me up. I don’t know if you feel the same, but I will try my best to win your affection, okay? Because MC… I love you.”


Money, fame and looks… Jumin Han had it all. He had never had trouble getting anything he wanted, although he was still dying to understand love—not that he would ever admit that. Instead of expressing this desire, he hooked up with various women, trying to find someone who could match his preferences.

He was in yet another of these shallow relationships when he met you, but he hadn’t been attracted to you immediately. It had taken a lot of time and conversation before he developed any feelings towards you. At first, it was a fond interest. ‘MC sure can be cute, trying to argue with me about the business world… Doesn’t she know I have a large advantage over her in that area?’ It slowly changed into admiration, as he observed how you were able to get along with everyone in the RFA. He often had trouble with Zen, but you seemed to handle the narcissist without a problem. (No Jumin, Zenny just hates you..)

It wasn’t until he read a magazine in which he took a quiz, ‘Are you in love?!’ (he actually believes this stuff, thinking that they publish credible information) Thinking of his latest hookup, he circled answers in pencil, and calculated his score, which resulted in, “SADLY, NO: but we hope that you will find ‘The One’ soon!! There’s gotta be somebody for you out there :)” Sighing, Jumin threw the magazine to the floor. He would never find ‘The One,’ at this rate. He’s already failed so many times…

A thought struck him. Hesitantly, he retrieved the magazine from the floor, and attempted the quiz again, with thoughts of you in mind. ‘Does he/she make you smile when you talk?’ Yes. ‘Do you want to know him/her more?’ Yes. ‘Do you want him/her to be a part of your life forever?’ If you would, then yes. “WOW: It looks like you’re in love! See our next issue to find out if they could be ‘The One!’”

Flustered, Jumin scowls at the magazine despite the happy feeling bubbling in his chest. Maybe this magazine isn’t that credible after all. (Now you think that?? You tsundere.) He spends the night drinking wine, complemented with dazed thoughts. He’d never truly loved a woman in his life before, not even his own (gold-digging) mother. And yet this magazine claims that he’s in love with… you? You, a woman who’d just waltzed into his life and captured his genuine interest. …Fuck. Maybe I do have feelings for her.

“What is love?” he asks you over dinner, swirling the wine in his glass around the brim. You reply sadly in a mock posh accent, “What is love, but an emotion that only serves to break one’s heart?” Surprised by your answer, he wonders what makes you say that. He quietly questions you if someone had dared to break your heart, voicing his shock that anyone could possibly turn down a sincere, kind-hearted woman who could pique one’s interest in conversation, such as yourself. You laugh bitterly, shaking your head in disbelief. “It’s you, idiot,” you mutter, facing downwards. Avoiding his eyes, you stood up abruptly from the table. “I… I’m gonna go.”

Alarmed, he catches hold of your hand. “Wait!” he calls out to you before he even realizes what he’s done. “MC… I think I’m in love with you. I haven’t sorted out my feelings yet, but I’m really, really interested in you. I don’t understand it myself, but I do know that you’re special to me. Will you wait for me?”

Softly, sincerely, he stares into your eyes, silently begging you to understand. And you stay.

my heart has been set free from the cage it was previously locked in and my god, let me tell you, walking away from what destroyed you, feels so good. see, it took so long. so much valiant effort. so much pain. the cage was stained red with my blood. i tried to shrink myself down, fit through the lock, squeeze my way out. i tried everything possible and it never worked. i would rattle the bars until my hands were numb, id scream and beg for help and gave up when my voice left me along with my happiness. until one day i sang the song my heart had been dying to sing for so long. the truth. and it set me free. i expressed how i felt, i screamed about my heartbreak, i felt the pain, i cried it all out. and the cage is no longer restraining, but merely a fading image of what i once was confined in. i am free to fly now. and i have flown so far away that happiness comes far easier to me now and it feel so good. letting go feels so damn good.

anonymous asked:

Hi Lauren, what do you think how long will it take until these pics show up in a mag? My sarcasm and cold feelings are the only things I have at the moment. Sorry. So long.

“My sarcasm and cold feelings are the only thing I have at the moment.” Are you my spirit animal?

These pictures won’t show up in magazines. They aren’t interesting to anyone but the online fandom. Sam is a C list star at best (and I think that’s being generous, most people have no clue who he is) and Mackenzie doesn’t even make the list. Who cares about them? The newsworthy, potential story would be pictures of Sam and Cait out and about holding hands or something and that’s not gonna happen.

Blue Lion Log: Voice Entry 1


“Hunk! Buddy! Are you awake? Can you hear me? Speak to me, pal!”


“What hurts? No, don’t move. I got you. Just stay with me.”

“Where am I? Who– Lance?”

“Yeah. Yeah, it’s me, pal. I’m right here.”

“Lance! Lance, I have to–”

“Hold on! Take it easy there. Just lay back down before you hurt yourself more.”

“I have to… tell you. Keith. He’s Galran.”

“Yeah, I know. We figured that out a long time ago, remember?”

“No, that’s not– I didn’t mean the DNA thing. I mean, he’s on their side. He joined them.”

“That’s impossible. How hard did you hit your head?”

“Lance, listen to me. I’m not kidding. He’s working with Zarkon now, as one of his commanders.”

“Hunk, that’s crazy. Keith wouldn’t– he would never–”

“He did though.”

“No. I know him. He wouldn’t do this. We’re his friends. His family! He’d never turn his back on us. He’d never turn his back on me. ”

“Lance. He’s not the Keith that you know anymore.”

Whitley meeting Ruby for the first time.
  • <p> <b>Ruby:</b> So you're Weiss' brother?<p/><b>Whitley:</b> *can't stop staring at Ruby* That's correct. And you're Ruby Rose?<p/><b>Ruby:</b> Yup *holds out hand* it's nice to meet you.<p/><b>Whitley:</b> *grabs Ruby's hand and kisses it* Please Miss Rose, the pleasure is all mine.<p/><b></b> *winks at Ruby*<p/><b>Ruby:</b> *blushes and starts mumbling incoherently*<p/><b>Whitley:</b> You know Miss Rose, my favorite colors are white and blue.<p/><b>Whitley:</b> And I can see that your favorite colors are black and red.<p/><b>Whitley:</b> What do you say about helping me make gray and purple? You just have to join me in my- *stops as he feels two different hands on each of his shoulders and turns around to find Taiyang and Qrow behind him*<p/><b>Qrow:</b> * leans down to whisper in Whitley's ear* Hey, you little piece if Shitley. Blood is red, bruises are sometimes blue...<p/><b>Taiyang:</b> *leans down to whisper in the other ear* If you finish that pick-up line, we'll fucking kill you.<p/><b>Whitley:</b> *runs away screaming*<p/><b>Ruby:</b> *looks at her dad and uncle curiously* What did you guys say to him?<p/><b>Tai and Qrow:</b> Nothing. Nothing at all.<p/></p>

Today at school some asshole asked to play with my fidget cube and I said no and he asked why and I said “because I dislike you strongly” and he said “what did I do?” and I said “you’re just a jerk” and he said “you’re the one who called me Fish Bait” (I called him that in second grade to annoy him) and I said “yeah in second grade, you hold your grudges too long man” and then he said “well you’re a jerk for calling me a jerk” and all his friends were saying “weak, weak!” to him and one girl said “you have to give her a dumb nickname now” and the guy said “well I call her (my full name)” and I said “that’s my name don’t wear it out”. And then later he said something to me and I said “fuck you” and he said “that’s a bad word” and I said “well you’re a bad person” and his friends were losing their shit and he didn’t know what to say, I’m very proud of myslef even though that isn’t a very impressive insult

A letter from Ted Bundy to Liz Kloepfer -

A million times I rehearsed this…I pictured me on my knees begging forgiveness. I was going to tell you what a fool I was for my infidelities and I am…For now, would it be wrong to just enjoy the love we have and forget everything else? Sounds like I’m asking you to play house, doesn’t it? Maybe I am. I’m asking to pretend tomorrow doesn’t exist. We’ll sit here, drink our drinks, look out across the water, hold hands just like a pair of carefree lovers, just like we really were so long ago….It’s just you and I. No courts, no detectives, no jail cells….

anonymous asked:

How would UF paps react to his S/O getting injured during the previously mentioned laser tag fight?

Wow, this is late.

  • He knows when you’re hurt almost immediately after you two exit the darkened room. Whether you’re holding the injured part of yourself or just walking weird, he knows.
  • After a long argument with the facility, he somehow gets a refund and uses that money to get/take you wherever/whatever you want. 
  • He doesn’t say sorry with his words, but with his actions. After all, it was his idea.
  • Oh and he doesn’t think anyone else injured you. He was keeping a good eye out for potential threats. He would have noticed.

anonymous asked:

Do you have a type or brand of long-line you recommend? My dog is about 70lbs (we're working on pulling and recall) and we just go hiking in the woods/fields. I like retractable (because retractable) but I hate holding the handle and feel unsafe. Love love love your pups by the way!

Biothane! It’s leather-like in feel and comfortable to grip, but synthetic and easier to clean. It’s lightweight, doesn’t soak up water and mud, and you can just hose it off when it gets dirty. (The only downside: it does get slick when wet, but tying strategic knots in it helps.)

I have a couple different Signature K9 ones, 33 feet and 15 feet long.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I was wondering if we could get some Sliver x Gold headcanons?

Sure thing!!

* Gold knows that Silver doesn’t like to show a lot of physical affection, especially out in public. That doesn’t stop him from holding Silver’s hand everywhere they go. At first Silver was a little annoyed by this, but after long enough he’s actually grown to like it and doesn’t mind whenever Gold does this.

* What Silver does have in physical affection, he makes up for it by spoiling Gold. He always lets him buy something every time they go out.

* They both prefer to spend a lot of their time together in privacy. One in a wile Gold will convince Silver to go out for a date. Gold will insist on paying for everything to make things easier for Silver since he usually pays for everything.

Blog revamp 2/21-2/25

Hokay! This blog is a hot fucking mess and i’m sick of it. So i’m going to be attempting a massive blog revamp this weekend while i’ve got some time off to try and clean up the mess that’s been around since day one. Here’s what to expect, or at least what i want out of this revamp:

- A proper, continuously running queue that holds a decent mix of memes, replies, musings, etc etc etc. 

- I will be cleaning up my posts – deleting/privatizing OOC content, properly tagging all posts left untagged, etc

- As mentioned a few days ago, I will be dropping all threads with the exceptions of the ones made in the last week, as well as my plotted ones with @valkiriya and @flashbangrevolvcr. I’ve been struggling horribly with my muse, and i think i need another fresh start.

- I will be clearing my inbox. I’m going to try and answer as much as i can that’s in there, but some of the memes are gone and i don’t feel like searching through to find them. After they’re answered, I will likely be closing my askbox for a couple days while I finish the revamp

- While this likely won’t happen this week, I will have a new theme up and running (I’ve commissioned a lovely graphics maker to make one for me). I will also be completing Jack’s bio, rewriting my rules, and changing up my pages a little bit.

- I will be going on an unfollowing spree – this will mostly consist of clearing out inactive blogs, but there are some blogs I will likely be unfollowing either because we don’t write/haven’t spoken/i’m uninterested in the things posted to the blog.

- I will be (finally) implementing a thread tracker to better keep track of what the fuck is happening on this blog and actually keep track of where things go.

- I haven’t totally decided on this yeah, but I may be limiting my drafts to no more than ~15 at a time. As much as I hate it, I am overwhelmed right now, and I’ve always maintained that this will be a low activity blog, but I think this is best for right now to keep from getting super overwhelmed.

- Several drabbles focused around different points in jack’s life – childhood, SEP, omnic-crisis, golden days, post-fall, and recall. I’m hoping that this, more than anything, will help me solidify my portrayal, as well as help get me back into the groove of writing.

This list may be added to later if I think of anything else, but I really hope to get this all done this weekend, and I think this will really help me get back into the groove of this blog and get me back in touch with Jack. Thank you to everyone who’s stayed with me while I’ve been in this negative rut, you all are the real MVP’s and I love you all so much.

- Becca


A story about Carrie: I got to meet her 10 years ago in London. She was doing a signing and I was practically in pieces waiting in line. I was bouncing on my heels to try and contain how nervous I was. And when you’ve admired someone for nearly as long as your entire life - as I had - I was also slightly terrified that she might be slightly blasé about meeting fans. But she was anything but. In fact, she was incredibly kind. She asked me why I was bouncing and I told her I was trying to hold all of my nerves. And she said “Don’t dear girl. Let ‘em all out. Loudly if you can.” And I laughed and I ended up babbling about how much I loved that she was a short, brown-eyed brunette like me. And I remember she took both my hands in hers and whispered “We’re the best ones.”
My heart is heavy tonight as I mourn the loss of my hero. Thank you for teaching me that a girl can be her own kind of hero. Goodnight Princess, General, and incredible Activist. May the force forever be with you.

I saw Drarry at the Airport.

The other day I was flying out to visit my family, and when I was in line to board the plane I noticed this couple standing behind me bickering.
One of them whispered, “do you think they would let us on early for priority boarding if we tell them we’re gay? Because I’m super gay for you.”
And the other guy was trying to shush him as if he was afraid they’d be outed or something, which is funny because when I turned around to glance at them they were holding hands.
Not only were they holding hands, but one of them was a tall, dark-haired brunette wearing wire-rimmed glasses. The other was skinny and blond, and was wearing a long black button up jacket with a scarf that clearly was only meant for a fashion statement.
What I’m trying to say here is guys, I think I met Drarry at the airport, and I think it’s a sign.
I don’t know what kind of sign, but… you know what I mean.

vocaloids ranked based on how likely they are to suddenly appear in my kitchen at midnight and kill me

1. Megurine Luka

Not a single night passes where I fear that Luka will be waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs in my house, ready to immediately destroy me in a single hit. My life will not know peace until I am certain I am safe from her terrifying power.

2. Megpoid Gumi

Gumi also holds an immense power similar to Luka’s. However she is more likely to appear in other rooms of the house (say, the living room) and can be temporarily willed out of existence if ignored for long enough. I swear I have witnessed her manifesting in my basement on at least one occasion.

3. Hatsune Miku

Miku is naturally attracted to corporate brand products, which my kitchen is full of. I could have sworn I saw her manifest next to the cupboard once, only to immediately disappear. She has the highest chance out of any vocaloid to appear in my kitchen, but has little to no desire to actually kill me. The greatest threat she poses is manifesting in the same place as me, killing me in a way not unlike telefragging in TF2.

4. Kagamine Rin

Poses the smallest chance of ever appearing anywhere in my house, but poses a great threat if she happens to. May need to do some more research for the sake of reevaluating her ranking.

5. Kagamine Len

Poses no threat, even on the off chance if he were to show up. I don’t know any other vocaloids so the list ends here.

Pearl belonged to White Diamond

SU Theory time! (For those of you who haven’t seen the new Steven bomb, turn away now because this post has a few spoilers). Feel free to message me if you wanna geek out about SU with me!

This Steven bomb has me shook. Like honestly, it was so incredible (I f*cking screamed when YD started singing like ermergurd), and it gave us so much (new gems, new song, BD FACE), but left many questions as well. The theories are going to be coming in hot so I thought I’d join the fun as well. Strap in, it’s gonna be long.

My Theory: Pearl was made for White Diamond, but Rose Quartz “rescued” her.

Let’s back up a little. According to Peridot, Pearls are submissive servants assigned to superior gems to carry out simple tasks (”They’re for standing around, and holding your stuff for you”). We also find out that Pearls are made for specific gems and that there are a lot of them.

There have been many indicators before now that suggest Pearl was made for White Diamond: their gem placement matches and Pearl has a white complexion. However, it would also appear that Pearls are exchangeable and can be assigned to any gem (Holly Blue Agate wasn’t fazed by Sapphire owning a White Pearl).

But let’s not forget Peridot’s, “And she looks like a fancy one,” when she was talking about Pearl in “Back to the Barn”. It makes sense that Pearls designed for the Most Elite would have to look superior to all other Pearls. Peridot (certified Kindergartener) is a gem expert and can tell you plenty about how gems are supposed to look and how they’re made. She can tell that Pearl is unlike a common made Pearl based on certain indicators our Pearl, even after years of being independent and free to choose how she looked, can’t get rid of.

I’d also like to theorize that Pearls made for the Diamonds have a different purpose than just “standing around and holding your stuff”. I wager Diamond Pearls are a lot like service dogs that aid and comfort their Diamonds, essentially acting as their closest companions.

Yellow Diamond ordered the Pearls to comfort Blue Diamond by singing (and dancing). This explains why Pearl sings! (and why Peridot was so confused)

(Guess old habits die hard, huh Pearl?)

Now what really sold me about Pearl being made for White Diamond was this scene:

“When I still served… Homeworld…”

We can all pretty much assume Pearl was going to say something else, but this doesn’t prove anything aside that Pearl did serve some form of authority a long time ago back on Homeworld. I would, however, like to draw attention to the line she said next. “I saw it myself. A private menagerie…”

My guess is that only high ranking gems and their entourage are allowed to tour Pink Diamond’s zoo (Sapphire must be very important). With that being said, I wager that a very long time ago, White Diamond probably wanted to witness Pink Diamond’s growing conquest and decided to visit the menagerie, with her Pearl.

So Pearl was made for White Diamond and once served for her. What I don’t know is how Pearl went from White Diamond’s aid to Crystal Gem Warrior.

(Wow, this is really long…) But I’d just like to point out a few things about the rebellion we learned from the Steven bomb and one of the biggest being Steven’s mom wasn’t the only Rose Quartz of the Gem War.

This is either extreme paranoia on PD’s part or a punishment.

If it’s paranoia, then Pink Diamond bubbled these gems because of Rose. When Rose rebelled, Pink Diamond felt betrayed by her soldier and decided to bubble all Rose Quartz to prevent further mutiny.

If this is a punishment, then Pink Diamond bubbled all these Rose Quartz soldiers because they all betrayed her. In Yellow Diamond’s song “What’s the Use of Feeling Blue”, there’s a line where she says, “Why would you want to employ her subjects that destroyed her” and after it shoots to Steven who then looks at his gem and the hundreds of gems bubbled around him. This supports the claim that these Rose Quartz soldiers also joined the rebellion but were stopped and bubbled by Pink Diamond.

But this leaves a gaping question: why didn’t she just shatter them?

(I haven’t a good enough theory to explain this. Are they trophies? Was PD looking for a way to “fix” her “corrupted” soldiers but was shattered before she could?)

(Geez I need to wrap this up.) Anyways, after the First Rebellion came White Diamond to put a stop the Crystal Gem battalion.

In this mural we see White Diamond attacking Rose Quartz and her forces. And we know that where ever a Diamond goes, her Pearl goes. Somehow, someway, Rose influenced Pearls decision to “defect” from her Diamond and join the Crystal Gems, where a Rose Quartz soldier taught her how to be a knight.

“Rose Quartz and her renegade Pearl.”

White Diamond took a huge chunk out of the Crystal Gems but was ultimately beaten back, although Homeworld forces remained to keep trying (and begin making the Cluster using shards of Crystal Gem warriors).

Blue Diamond came to Earth at some point after White Diamond was beaten back (probably to grieve some more for her dead girlfriend). Here, Ruby met Sapphire to become Garnet. And then came the second wave of the rebellion where the Crystal Gems grew in numbers once again.

White Diamond didn’t have enough man power to push back again. Blue Diamond was still mourning. So Yellow stepped up and proposed something new: a super weapon that would corrupt all gems on Earth and wipe out the resistance.

Homeworld retreated. Rose saved Pearl and Garnet from corruption. Amethyst popped out the ground centuries later. Rose became Steven.

And the rest is history.


“Famethyst for LIFE!”

She is lost, and so is he. He looks at the lovely face next to him, and stretches his hand out to her. She takes it without hesitation.

“I don’t know where we’re going,” he tells her, “but together, we will find a way out.”

“We may be lost now, but together, we will be found,” he smiles,

“As long as we have faith.”

—  Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #128 // “Hold on, don’t ever let go.”
There are nightmares I don’t want to wake up from. In these nightmares, you’re still in my life. You haven’t left. We still kiss upon meeting, and you still laugh in that musical way you always used to. Every time, it’s something different we used to do. Maybe we go to different museums even though I always consider you the most captivating piece of art. Or maybe we’re watching Netflix and actually chilling. Or maybe we’re just holding each other in silence because the world is too loud. No matter what, it’s always good, great even. So why would I call these dreams nightmares? Because I always wake up not with a cold sweat, but with an intense longing and tears that taste like the last kiss we shared. My hands always reach out for you but you’re not there. Instead, I’m always greeted by the familiar empty space in my bed. Every time, I’m forced to remember exactly how things used to be, just to come back to reality where it’s almost like we never met. And to this day, I can’t say I wish we never did.
—  Nightmares // Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (318/366)