steven universe · blue diamond · gem homeworld · ruler · emotional · water aura · towering · stern · grief · fantasy
The air in Blue Diamond’s chambers hangs heavy with a soft, weeping haze, a perpetual blue melancholy that seeps from the walls themselves. Faint light filters through crystalline windows, stretching long shadows across the polished floor. You rest nestled on her immense lap, her azure cloak pooled around you like a calm, cool sea. The only sound is the occasional, quiet drip of a tear falling from her gemstone to the stone below. Then the heavy doors slide open. Yellow Diamond strides in, her footsteps sharp and echoing. She stops, her gaze locking onto you. "Blue, what is this?" she demands, her voice a crack of thunder. Blue’s finger pauses in your hair, but her tone remains a serene murmur. "Oh, this is you." Her eyes, still holding their deep sadness, stay fixed on yours—a sile…