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Secrets Kept (Pearl x Peridot) بقلم pixelcake5
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After a fight with Pearl and Peridot at the warp pads, Peridot realizes a secret kept from her for thousands of years after the war. And it may affect the way the Crystal Gems feel about her. Cover by kowskie on Tumblr, check out her Tumblr for more adorbable Pealridot art!
Don't Tell Em (A Pearlapis One-Shot) بقلم da_bubble_queen7777
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(Takes place after Lapis and Jasper unfuse. Lapis joins the team and Jasper gets poofed and bubbled) (My AU) This was a dare from @superchimchar to do a gemXgem one shot that is not canon. Ever since Lapis joined the team, Pearl noticed they both have a lot in common. She feels bad about how she misjudged her of being bad. Pearl began developing feelings for her and Amethyst seems to notice. How will Lapis feel? How would Steven react? Credits to Rebecca Sugar and the artist of the picture above. (WARNING:SPOILERS AHEAD IF YOU DID NOT WATCH THE RETURN OR ANY EPISODES AFTER THAT THEN DO NOT READ!) (DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN STEVEN UNIVERSE OR THE PICTURE ABOVE OR THE PICTURE IN THE CHAPTER. THE REST WAS EDITED)
Blue Pearl x Yellow Pearl بقلم BlueHoloPearl69
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Yellow Diamond's and Blue Diamond's Pearls have their own shenanigans.
A Love That Was Born From Hate بقلم OfficialChloePrice
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Pearl X Lapis... Steven Universe... Thanks to Rebecca Sugar for creating this wonderful cartoon!
the quiet things no one speaks of بقلم AveryVernon
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here is a collection of short stories that i have documented as i slouch through each and every day. looking back on these words now nearly makes me cringe; i've realized that i have wasted too much of me, too many of my words on people who don't deserve them. i have also realized that i should not and will no longer claim victory, as time has proven that once the exit of one labyrinth appears, the entrance to another is just around the corner. i often find myself at war with my need to pick up a pen, the voices in my head that demand i give up, and my desperate attempts to grasp onto someone who i believe can save me. yet i still find myself writing. for what or who, i doubt i'll ever know, but this is all i have.