she’s tired.

|| watching a steven universe future rewrite, and it’s really got me thinking about my own rewrite. like- there’s so much I’ve planned that I haven’t really written yet, because I didn’t think anyone would like it. apparently there’s a whole community around it??? like wtf

`` My wants define my death...`` - sᴜ ʀᴘ - ᴍʜᴀ ʀᴘ - ʟᴇᴡᴅ/ɴᴏɴ - ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡs ᴀɴ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀᴜ - sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs - ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ʀᴘ - ᴍᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ `` But oh, what i would do to be beautiful ``

|| lmao please shut the fuck up

|| aaaaaAAAAAA SHE’S BACK

|| fax

alone. as she always has been. #SURP

|| sooo I tried a new style while drawing white! I like it! #StevenUniverse #StevenUniverseFuture #stevenuniversefanart #whitediamond

at this point, she really doesn’t know what she’s here for. there’s no point for a leader, no laws to write, no daughters to grieve. she’s nothing. maybe she should shatter herself soon.

white every time she sees her beautiful guardian angel aka Celeste @thx_guardixn

white misses her too. it's starting to hurt.

|| if I made a new alt, who should it be?

eventually, she got used to the sadness. she looked down at the bites on her finger, the sting of the fang, the mark of the distraction. she liked the adrenaline she got from it. the way her mind’s cornucopia emptied of the bleakness. ++

++ but after the bite, the pain, she had nothing. nothing but herself. until, she heard the purest footsteps, the softest mumbles, those lovely hums... celeste. despite herself, she fuelled herself with passion and drive to run out of the palace doors. ++

++ she was in no state to appear outside. her hair had fallen, tufts of grey everywhere surrounding her eyes. she could barely see because of it. and her garments, but a plain hoodie and sweatpants, undermined her status as a diamond. • celeste? please- where are you? •

when the hug came- it sent a shock through her body. how long had it been? nine months? nine months of no contact, no communication. the other diamonds didn’t even notice her anymore. spinel barely tried. it was just her room and herself. she forgot to hold her crush back. ++

while she felt thankful, embarrassed, loved- she didn’t hold her until the very last second. wrath didn’t care anymore. the sins had forgotten her. she was starved of attention. and it hurt. before, it was a want. now it was a need. she needed to see celeste. ++

++ otherwise, she was probably going to shatter herself. her fallen hair subsided from her dim eyes, form mistreated and broken. but this wasn’t about her. it was about celeste. and without her conscious thought, she didn’t even realise how long their lips had been touching.

|| back on this account for a bit. god I miss the surp community :’)