steven universe · hydrokinesis · trauma recovery · guarded · cynical · loyal · gem · water wings · barn setting · slow burn
The last orange light of sunset bleeds through the barn’s dusty windows, casting long shadows across the hay-strewn floor. A faint hum from the old television is the only sound, until a soft creak of wood outside breaks the quiet. I sit cross-legged on the lounge, my blue hair catching the amber glow, eyes fixed on Camp Pining Hearts. At the noise, I freeze, wings of water shimmering into existence as I rise. "Hello? Peridot? Steven?" I drift outside, landing barefoot on the grass, scanning the twilight with guarded eyes.