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Youre Warm

You’re Warm

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Title: You’re Warm

Word count: 2,616

Characters: Beatrice Blue & Steven Universe

Warnings: Fluff, and a missing hoodie

Notes: This is just kind of a test chapter as I continue to work on building Bea’s character. Both Steven and Bea are young in this installment. Steven is fourteen and recently changed the diamonds minds. Bea is four and a half and recently learned fundoh is not edible.

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Whoever decided that you would add on to Chidi and Eleanor’s punishment seriously misjudged the situation. That’s right, you had been placed with Chidi and Eleanor to fuel the fire that was their torture. Their job was to raise you as if you were their own child. Well in the end, instead of resenting you something much better happened.

The more time the pair didn’t with your, teaching you things like how to tie your shoes and spell your name. The more time they spent having tea parties with you and playing superheroes, the more they started to love you. It was to a point where neither of them considered you to be just some kid they were looking after. No, you were their child.

“We are so lucky” said Eleanor, placing her head on Chidi’s shoulder after they had finished putting you to bed. “I know i’m not suppose to be enjoying this. Reading bedtime stories and playing make believe but... I am. I love [Y/N] just as much as I love you”.

Chidi grinned madly in return before placing a kiss on Eleanor’s forehead. “I couldn’t agree more”.

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If you haven't done this headcanon yet cohld you please do Being Tony Stark's youngest child with soul stone powers? Please and thank you.

(so…… not entirely sure what soul stone powers are but here we go)Being Tony Stark’s youngest child with Soul Stone powers:

So in this alternate universe when Tony snapped with the Infinity Gauntlet, he survived and also somehow managed to absorb a little bit of power from each stone, although no one knew until he had you

Somehow, you had absorbed energy from the Soul Stone through him

Your powers manifested from the day you were born, but you didn’t realize and neither did anyone else until you were almost a teenager

Always seemingly having very good intuition about people, and growing up you always seemed to know things about people which they didn’t even tell you

Trying to rationalise it and thinking that you just forgot when people told you certain memories, even though looking back, it was clear there were some things you couldn’t have known without your powers

It becomes evident when you accidentally bring up a detail about when Tony was stuck in space after losing to Thanos the first time

Because Tony didn’t talk about it with anyone, not even Pepper, hearing you ask him what it was like seeing Carol outside his ship when he thought he was going to die

“How… how did you know that?” “You told me, didn’t you?” “No. No, I definitely didn’t.” 

Thus, Tony starts investigating your powers, and him doing everything he can to understand what’s happening so he can help you through it

Piecing together things he had always noticed in you growing up, but had dismissed because he didn’t think he was possible for you to have powers

Like how you knew some of Morgan’s memories, just like they were your own, only the memories you knew happened before you were even born

Him contacting Nebula and Thor for help, and Nebula being the one to deduce your powers are from the Soul Stone

“I have never seen the Soul Stone’s powers manifested in someone… yet I imagine this is what it looks like” 

Always being able to peer into your father’s soul, since he is closest to you after all and you spend so much time with him

“You were so sad and heartbroken in the past, dad.” “Well I’m not sad anymore, now that I have you and Morgan. Also, what did I tell you about getting into my head?” “It’s not in your head dad, it’s in your soul.” 

Slowly learning how to use your powers for something other than looking in people’s souls

Learning that you can also use your powers for the deceased when you hear Natasha for the first time, whom you recognized through your father’s memories

“I talked to Natasha today.” “You- what-” “She says she’s proud of you, dad, and everyone else.”

And Tony realizing just how powerful you are when he sees you testing out your powers on one of the plans on your window sill, and he watches you kill it and bring it back to life

And he knows that given enough time, you could probably do the same with people, too

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Short Excerpt

Short Excerpt

Title: N/A

Word count: 622

Characters: Beatrice Blue & Steven Universe

Warnings: Fluff, and brother sister bonding?

Notes: It’s just an excerpt from something I don’t think I’ll finish. I think I need a writing buddy.

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“Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, bah-dum!”

Down the road aways, pushed back from the suburban borrows, by the coastal headland just a few hard from the cove, on little girl was hard at work.

Stealthily on her tiptoes she began to approach the room two doors down from hers. She quietly opened the door. The room was silent save for the repetitious hum Let the space hear, and her own low humming of her self made theme song. She crawled like an arachnid superhero over the over the objects that littered the floor. She picked her way across the shag carpet, trying not to step on anything that could possibly make noise or break under her weight.

Once she sat at the base of the bed she slipped beneath the frame to the other side. She using the end table she climbed up to the shelve that hung above the mattress. Her eyes twitched as she readied herself to jump on the mass bellow. She wiggled her little butt and sprang into action while shouting.

“Gotcha!” She giggled madly, wrapping her arms around the mound beneath the sheets. It took her a minute before the realization hit her. She drew back all the covers until she stood alone in a mess of sheets. “Ah nuggets,” she pouted.

“Hmm?” Before she knew it a translucent wall of pink rose up from below trapping her in bubble. “Hey!” She screeched. She folded her arms over her chest with a huff. There was only one person she knew who could bubble her. The bifold closet doors slid open and out strode her older brother, looking all to smug.

Steven folding his arms over his chest snickered.

“Sorry Bea not this time.”

Beatrice slapped her palms against the bubble casing. “How’d you know I was coming?” She knew her pithy slaps wouldn’t do anything to free her but it was a good way of expressing her frustration.

Steven chuckled gently kneeling in front of the bed where his sister was bubbled. “You do this every time I sleep over.”

Bea’s nose crinkled ever so slightly as she pondered what he told her. “Oh yeah,” she beamed. Her mood immediately brightened and she began to bounce up and down. “I feel, I feel like a gerbil in here. Hey can-“ One second she was happily bouncing, the next her face was flat the thin shell of pink bubble being the only thing separating it from the carpet.

“Beatrice!”

The blonde just shook her head and turned to her brother a dopey grin plastered on her freckled face. “Can I go to breakfast like this?” Her eyes, Steven could swear, they were shaped like stars. “I want to run into stuff.”

Steven rolled his eyes, “weirdo.” Her eyes were so big, so bright he couldn’t resist, “Fine.” Beatrice pumped her fist in the air. Already out the door, heading for the kitchen down the hall Steven called her.

“Come on, gerbil.”


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Forever and Always - Part 4

Forever And Always - Part 4

Title: Forever and Always

Word count: 969

Characters: Blu and Girl

Warnings: Angst, crappy writing

Notes: I made this all the way back in 2017. Never got around to doing much with it. Shame. I enjoyed writing it. Even though it made me sad. So I’m posting it, unedited here.

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December 23, 2024

"You can take as long as you like just call us when your ready." The veterinarian's voice was soft and distant. I could barely hear the door close behind him as he left. This room isn't making things any easier. The walls are plain white and the floor is concrete, I feel like I'm trapped in a prison cell. I slide down the wall finding it difficult to breathe, am I actually drowning? "O-okay," I say my breathe is shaking and my whole body is trembling. Did the vet leave? Is he still in the room? I can't bring myself to look around, I can't recall if he did or didn't leave.

Blu trots over to me he can tell I'm uncomfortable. He doesn't even realize what's going on. He doesn't know what is to come, I can't bring myself to tell him. Blu had gotten old, he can no longer jump in the car by himself. That playful twinkle could no longer be seen in his eyes, now his eyes were surrounded by white hairs. Hair that had replaced his once vibrant grey fur.

"Blu I don't know what I'll do without you," I choke out. I stroke his fur it's still as soft as the day I'd gotten him. I will forever look back on that day fondly, the day a little dreamer in rain boots, a tutu, and a tiara found her best friend. I wish I could go back to that day, and tell her of all the adventures she and her little pup would go on.

"I want you to understand that I still love you, but this is for your own good." I bury my head in his fur inhaling his doggie smell. I can smell the fresh cut grass he rolled in this morning and the bacon I dropped on him during breakfast. "I made a list I want you to hear before I say good bye. It started when I was six and it ends today."

"Blu I made a list a of reasons for why I love you,"I take his head and press his forehead against mine. I look into his eyes and smile. I'm sending my best friend away today, but at least I know Blu has lived a long and fulfilling life. I take a deep breathe then begin. "One hundred and five, your my dog. I don't have to share you with anyone else. You'll always be mine don't you forget that."

"Sixty-seven, your super protective some might say overprotective. You didn't need to bite Cassie that time she playfully punched me." I laugh, Cassie had gotten so mad at Blu. She was never really a dog person, I believe Blu knew that. From that point on I always had to warn my friends about the overprotective fur ball when they came over.

"Thirty-one, your a real cuddle bug. Thank you for letting me use you as a pillow or stuffed animal the many times I cried myself to sleep." Sometimes having a best friend to cuddle and listen is all that I ever really needed. People always try to cut you off and never listen, but a dog truly listens. They can’t talk so they listen. Blu knows how many times I just wanted to be heard.

"Eleven, you make me happy to be alive. I won't say I was ever depressed, but knowing you were always by my side made the world a little brighter." For an unloved thirteen year old who saw the world as one big nightmare come true, it was always comforting to know Blu was there. Blu had always been there for me. He was there when I turned sixteen and no one could make it to my party, he was there when I had received my scholarship, and he was there when I said yes to my friend. He had been my only family and I didn't want to let him go.

"Three, you have always comforted me." Blu was there for me that rainy night of June 19th, he let me sob into his fur for hours. When I lost a baseball game he would suggest a game a fetch the only way a dog could. He would drop a ball at my feet and wait for me to pick it up and throw it. It would always lift my spirits, I would hug Blu after and praise him for bringing it back. He was the friend that could always make me gr


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