#dare i even put lapidot here

[virusnightfire]

i remember a few weeks ago acting so mad over lapidot art and people that shipped them 😭 they'd say its canon n shit and im like

recently im glad to say i am not an (evil conniving manipulator /ref) jealous hater..

[reefartandwriting]

BAD BET

Lapidot human/ghost AU for lapidot AU week. Yes I know I'm like 2 days late SHHHHH

Peridot couldn't believe she had actually agreed to this.

She looked up at the large, dark house. She'd never even thought of it too much till now, but it sent shivers up her spine. There were stories, most likely, but she hadn't cared about it. Why would she? It didn't involve her.

But of course she had agreed, on a bet, to go inside. She had to stay till midnight, and if she didn't come crawling out like a baby, or die, she would get 50 bucks.

She didn't dare glance back at the group of people she had started to call "friends". She doubted she'd still call them that after this. It wasn't like it would be that much of a loss anyway. The group had only talked to her for a few days, and she had the preference to be alone.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before hopping the squeaky fence and walking confidently up the front path. For show, of course. She peeked in the window, feeling her heart sink when she saw nothing but darkness.

"C'MON NERD, JUST FIND A WAY IN ALREADY!" She winced at the loud voice of the ringleader, Lars.

However she didn't want to seem like a wuss, so she faked a smirk and turned. "At least I'm over the FENCE. bet you don't even have the guts to touch it."

Lars narrowed his eyes, and pushed his skateboard into one of the others arms. "I'm not a wimp. I'll even come in with you. But this is your bet, shortstack." He ran and hopped the fence, walking up as peridot moved to try the door. It was stiff, but peridot tightened her grip and grunted, turning it roughly as the door swung open, causing the blonde to fall on the floor just inside.

Lars laughed, stepping over me and putting his hands on his hips as he looked around. "Pff. This is lame. Nothing in here but old torn up furniture. He looked back down at peridot, getting up and dusting herself off while coughing.

"Have fun being in here till midnight." He smirked, turning and walking back to the door. But before he even took a step it slammed closed, making peridot jump up. Lars stumbled back in shock, then moved to the door again, gripping the handle. "Very funny, buck. I'm so gonna get you back!" He attempted to turn the knob, but it wouldn't budge, and he laughed nervously. "C'mon guys! This isn't my bet. Let me out!" He struggled more with the door.

Peridot watched, but felt a shiver and turned, breathing a bit heavier and looking around. "Uh... lars?" She turned around nervously, but the redhead was still struggling with the door, grunting. She swear there were tears in his eyes, and as much as she wanted to laugh, she was too scared to focus on it.

She turned again, walking a bit further into the house, surprised about how clean it was. But the eerie silence made it uncomfortable. She found herself shaking, and glanced back at Lars, who was now beside her, wiping tears away. "What now nerd? This is YOUR bet..."

The blonde gave him a strange look, but faced forward, looking around and then to the stairs. "I don't really think we should be here. I just want the fifty bucks. I'm just gonna stay here." She moved and sat just in front of the fireplace, while the older teen scoffed.

"Boring. I'm gonna go upstairs. There's bound to be something interesting to do. Maybe a few pots to smash..." he marched up the stairs as peridot rolled her eyes. She loosely hugged her knees, closing her eyes and trying to stay calm.

However it was hard when a girly scream came from upstairs, and Lars suddenly half fell, half rolled down the stairs, somehow landing on his feet and rushing to the door yelling. "GUYS THIS IS FUCKED UP SERIOSLY LET ME OUT!"

Peridot jumped up, opening her mouth to say something, but felt the same chill, and a force push her back. She landed in a closet, which slammed shut as well. "LARS. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!" She pounded on the door, breathing heavily again.

She heard him scream again, followed by a crash. Then the front door opened and closed tightly, as she heard lars's panicked grunts and heavy footsteps

down the front yard. " LARS!" She hit the door a few more times, but just leaned against the back of the closet, panicking.

She slid down the wall, curling up and tightly gripping her jeans. She was trying to stay calm, but she was in A Locked Closet In The Creepiest House In Town. Her thoughts wandered dark, like she could die here. She might never get to graduate, never find someone she liked, never get an actual job. She would die here, ironicly, IN a CLOSET.

"HA! nice one, pumpkin!" The blonde paused as she heard the voice, along with happy light footsteps. "Heh I bet he PISSED himself. That was amazing! Everybody's gonna be talking about it at school!"

Peridot shivered, but moved into more crouch, pressing against the door. A small bark startled her, and she fell back again. While a few more yips came closer, along with the footsteps.

The blonde froze, pressing herself against the back of the loser as the lock clicked and the door was opened. She blinked, relaxing. "L-lapis!?" Her stunning crush stood there, her smile fading a bit. "PERI?"

It was awkward for a second, lapis blushing, but she bent down. "Are... are you okay?" She gently touched peridots knee. Giving a concerned look. "I knew someone else was here... but I thought it was Kiki or something... why were you with LARS?" She sounded a bit hurt, but also a bit angry.

"M-me? What are YOU doing here? Why are you just randomly hanging around in an old creepy house!?" She shot back, but tensing a bit and shakily standing. "Lapis was that you doing all the scares? Why? Wha... I don't understand." She looked into the black haired girls dark blue eyes, struggling to not fall into them again.

"I... well... uh..." lapis stuttered, blushing and kicking her foot a bit. "I don't think you'd believe me... and it's a long story. Look maybe you should just-" before she finished peridot heard another bark, and turned to see...

A... a dog?

But it was kindof see through, and it's small tail was wagging. It looked friendly, a small clear tongue lolling out of its mouth, and it's body slightly shaking with its tail....

But that didn't stop peridot from stumbling back. "WHAT THE HE'LL IS THAT?" She hid behind lapis, her eyes going wide as she looked at the... ghost? Ghost dog?

Lapis was stiff, but turned. "Peridot it's okay! Calm down he uh... uhm..." She struggled to find words to explain it. "This is uh... pumpkin..." She chuckled nervously. But she paused, growing her brows. "Wait... how can you see him?"

Peridot blinked. "Wha... what? What do you mean? Uh... is he a... ghost!? What the hell is HAPPENING? I'm dreaming... right...? Hooooly fuuuu..." She chuckles nervously, pacing a bit before pointing at the dog again. "Ghost. Ghost dog. You have a... ghost dog." She looked back at lapis, keeping her finger toward pumpkin.

Lapis smiled nervously. "Yeah..." She put her hands behind her back. "I... uh... like I said it's a long story..." pumpkin gave a small yup, and peridot blinked again, moving her hands and running them through her already messy hair while still staring at him. Lapis gently moves and puts her hands on peridots shoulder. "Please don't freak out... it's ok... really."

Peridot looked at her. Then laughed, rubbing her face. "Freak out? Lapis it's A GHOST. do you know how much I've wondered about paranormal stuff like this? This is amazing! And actual ghost!" She moved from the surprised girls grip to a crouching position. "How does it work? Like... can he posses things? People? Can he go through walls?"

She moved a hand out and the dogs tail wagged harder as he moved. To her surprise but joy, he rubbed against her hand and barked again. "And I can let him? This is a phenomenon! I can't believe this... oh my god..." She laughed, rubbing the transparent dogss ears and smiling.

Lapis relaxes, feeling her heart get warmer at the sweet sight. "No ones been able to see him begore... except me..." Peridot looked up, a little surprised. "I've been able to see him since I was little... everyone thought I was crazy..." Peridot stood, stepping forward.

Lapis was confused but the blonde lightly wiped a tear off. "I... you're not. Don't cry lapis. It's okay!" Lapis huffed happily, and suddenly wrapped the blonde in a hug.

"You cant tell anyone... for me, please? My dad would kill me..." She tightened thhe hug, and peridot sighed, hugging back. "I promise, lapis. Not like anyone would believe me anyway..." She laughed, then released lapis and felt pumpkin wiggle between them, panting.

"He's so cute... UGH" peridot laughed again, and both girls sqauted and began petting him. "I hope I didn't scare YOU. I just heard Lars talking about smashing stuff and... I got angry. This is his home. It wasn't fair."

"Well No ones gonna mess with it now. I'll help make sure of it." Peridot said seriously, smiling back up at lapis. The girl smiled back, and hesitantly moved and kissed the blondes cheek.

"Thanks, peri."

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@lapidot-week

I know it's not all lapidot but I just got the idea and I thought it was cute.

1606 words.

[eightpoundsofhair]

Lapidot Week Day 5

Yay! My favorite prompt of rthe week is finally here!

It is Costumes/Decorations

you can read it below or here on AO3

@lapidot-week

Peridot was very excited for this "Halloween" festivity.

Steven had arrived a few days earlier and had explained this event to her and Lapis, and invited them to go "trick or treating" with him. He had said they needed to go in a disguise of some sort, which seemed a bit unnecessary to Peridot, but she agreed regardless. He also suggested that the roommates should get in the Halloween spirit by decorating the barn.

He had left them a bag of plastic insects and bones, as well as artificial spiderwebs. Peridot had spent a long while analyzing the contents of the bag after Steven had left, trying to figure out what each piece should be used for.

When Lapis retired from a flight, the pair had a small debate about what do do with the items, Peridot insisting they had to spread them throughout the barn, and Lapis arguing that they should just make one meep morp our of it.

Peridot and Lapis eventually decided, after a few more hours of heated conversation ending in frustration, that one meep morp was better. After all, why would someone place tiny plastic spiders all over when they would only have to pick them up later? Besides, Pumpkin would probably eat the small items if they had scattered them anyway.

After the pair had finally decided, they skillfully crafted a piece together.

It was an amalgam of skeletal bones, held together by tightly wrapped spider webs, with plastic insects stuck here and there. It was propped up against the wall, as it was too large and lengthy to stand on its own.

Peridot was happy when it was completed, feeling prideful of her and Lapis's work, but felt a sliver of worry that Steven would be angry that they used their materials for a different purpose then she assumed he had meant.

Steven approved however, agreeing that their meep morp was much more interesting than many of the decorations on the homes he had seen.

Peridot felt her pride swell, "It is pretty great," she smiled, as she looked upon the large object. Lapis chuckled behind her, nodding in agreement with a smile on her face.

Steven invited Lapis and Peridot to help him decorate his home a few days later, stating that he wanted their skillfully artistry to make his house extra spooky.

They arrived on a cold fall afternoon, and Steven cheerily greeted them. He offered the pair 'hot chocolates', some kind of sugary drink, as they entered the house.

Peridot refused, not interested in eating, and lacking the skill to do so in the first place, but watched in interest as Lapis tried the sugary drink on a dare from Amethyst.

"Is it good?" Amethyst asked, eyes wide in excitement as Lapis took a cautious sip.

Lapis swallowed loudly and stared down into the mug.

"I guess," she eventually decided on, shrugging her shoulders and taking another experimental sip.

The group talked as Lapis, Amethyst, and Steven finished their drinks. Pearl took the group's mugs as they finished and washed them.

Steven jumped up, once all the mugs were gone, and grabbed Lapis and Peridot's arms, pulling them back outside.

He left the two alone briefly, running back inside before returning with Amethyst and a garbage bag full of decorations. Pearl and Garnet followed behind with more decorations.

Steven divvied up the decorations, and the group set to work.

Peridot and Lapis had been assigned the job of putting spiderwebs up on the deck of Steven's home, while the others made a graveyard in the sand below. The only thing asked of Lapis and Peridot was that there was a way to enter the house.

The pair quickly went to work, pulling apart the spiderwebs, and wrapping the stretchy fabric it was made of around various areas of the deck, mindful of leaving a path that was possible to walk through, if with mild difficulty.

They managed to do so with little troubles, minus when Peridot got wrapped in the webs and found herself not being able to get out.

"Peridot?" Lapis asked, while unwinding another bundle of spiderwebs after the fiasco had been sorted out and Peridot went back to work.

"Yeah?" Peridot asked, wrapping a piece of web around a beam of the railing.

"Can you come help me with this?"

Peridot agreed, quickly turning around to approach Lapis. She took a step forward, and misstepped, tripping on a spiderweb on the ground instead of over it like she planned. She ended up falling right into Lapis and knocking her over.

Lapis let out a small "oof" as she stumbled backwards and began to fall to the ground, and Peridot blushed furiously as she tried to prevent landing with her head on Lapis's chest.

In doing so, however, she scooted so far up so as their faces awkwardly smushed together, their lips touching.

A second or two passed, both gems' eyes wide open in shock, and faces flushing madly.

Peridot jumped off of Lapis after another moment, with a shouted "Sorry!", and she scooted back, turning around to face the other way, blushing furiously.

The two sat for a long while in silence, running over what had happened in their heads, until Steven called up to them from the ground bellow, asking if everything was okay. They both stood up quickly, assuring him that everything was fine, and went back to work in silence, standing on opposite sides of the deck until they were finished.

They followed the others inside when everyone else had finished as well, still silent and as far apart from each other as possible.

As the group sat down to watch movies Peridot and Lapis sat on opposite sides of the room, and they both made a conscious effort to not look anywhere near each other.

Peridot tried to watch the movies, she let her eyes follow the characters and she mindlessly listened, but her mind wouldn't seem to stop wandering. The only thing she could focus on was the feeling of Lapis's lips pressed against her own, soft and silky.

She felt herself flushing, and she decided to try and hide her face, pulling her knees into her chest, and she squished her face in between her legs. She wanted to groan, as the vivid memory floated through her mind again, but knew that she would bring attention to herself is she did so, so she sat in silence, flushing madly into her legs.

Peridot ended up being the only one to "finish" the movie marathon, Steven falling asleep halfway through the second, quickly followed by Lapis, and then by Amethyst. Garnet and Pearl left some time while Peridot was hiding her face, and by early morning Peridot was the only conscious person.

She envied Lapis's ability to sleep at a time like this. Peridot shook her head quietly to herself, she probably didn't even remember what had happened. Peridot felt an uncomfortable mix of jealousy and bitterness at the thought, and she tried to shake it off.

She failed however, and found herself angrily staring at the television set. Angry that Lapis could shake off what was playing on a frustratingly endless loop through her mind, and upset that something so big and catastrophic in Peridot's mind could be ignored and forgotten in Lapis's.

As she continued to replay the memory, she realized with horror and guilt that she had liked the feeling of kissing Lapis, even if it was accidentally. She felt her flush deepen, and the replaying image continued on. Peridot felt bad as she imagined kissing Lapis again, and even more frustrated that Lapis could possibly sleep at a time like this.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by Steven, who came and sat down next to her, a hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice soft.

"Of course, Steven. Why do you ask?"

"Because you're blushing and staring angrily at the tv," Steven pointed out, a slight chuckle at the end of his sentence.

Peridot felt her blush deepen, as she looked away from the boy, "I am not blushing,"

Steven laughed again, before accepting defeat and heading back to the couch, "Tell me if you want to talk about it,"

Peridot nodded, flapping a hand at him as she wrapped her other around a knee, pressing it into her body.

She took a deep breath, and tried to shake off the memory that replayed in her head again.

A few hours later, Lapis woke up, and she and Peridot left for the barn soon there after. They both hugged Steven goodbye, and he thanked them for their help, before warping back to the warp pad closest to the barn.

They walked to the barn in silence, and parted ways upon entering the building. Peridot shoved off pumpkin, who barked at the pair upon arrival, and tried to busy herself so as to avoid Lapis.

This worked for a while, almost a full day, but as the sun began to set Lapis put a hand on Peridot's shoulder.

Peridot flinched, lips tingling as she remembered again the last touch she and Lapis had had.

"Come outside with me?" Lapis asked, voice quiet in a near whisper.

Peridot let out a soft whine, "I'm busy, Lapis," she shook off Lapis's hand.

"Please,"

Peridot put her work down slowly, and reluctantly rose to her feet, heart pounding. She followed Lapis outside, and squeaked when she was picked up and flown to the truck placed in the wall of the barn.

She was placed softly down in the vehicle, and Peridot scooted to one side, avoiding looking at Lapis and pretending that she wasn't blushing.

Lapis sat down on the opposite side, and stared off into the sunset.

A few minutes passed, of quiet, calming peace. Peridot found herself gazing too at the sky as the day shifted to night, the sky brilliant hues of color.

"Can we talk?" Lapis asked, as the last of the sun faded, the moon the only light, reflecting off of Lapis's hair and skin in a beautiful manner.

"About?" Peridot asked, although she had a feeling that she knew the answer already.

"What happened at Steven's house," Lapis answered, Peridot looked briefly at her, trying to read her face, but found no sign of emotion in her gaze at the night sky.

"Sure," Peridot finally said, and she felt her frown deepen at her weak tone of voice.

Lapis didn't say anything for a long while, staring into the distance with a straight face. The world was quiet, a cool breeze rushing through the air. Peridot stared up at the stars.

"I liked it," Lapis's voice was incredibly soft, and if not for the near silence of the word around them, Peridot might have missed it. Her heart skipped at the words, and her face flushed further.

She opened her mouth, and after a few seconds let out a shaky, weak, "Me too,"

Lapis hummed in response, and another long silence overcame them.

"Can I kiss you?" Lapis finally asked, turning to look at Peridot for the first time sense they had sat down.

Peridot blushed madly, nodding her head.

Lapis leaned in, her breathing heavy. Peridot felt her heart erratically pounding, and Lapis's warm hands grabbed her cheeks.

She placed a quick little peck on Peridot's lips, and both of their breath hitched. When they pulled away a bright blushed covered both their faces, and they breathed heavily. They stared happilly at each other for a few more seconds.

"Woah," Lapis laughed, and she brought a hand up to her face, her thumb rubbing across her own lower lips softly as she sat up a little straighter. A large smile covered her face, and Peridot couldn't help but smile brightly back.

"Woah," Peridot echoed, a smile in her voice.

Lapis giggled, and brought her hands back to Peridot's cheeks, and she brought their faces together once more.

[twxntrash]

So anyone remember that Lapidot fluffy/angst peice I wrote a while back, Handful of Kisses?

I’ve updated it and kinda changed it a bit to use for a Mixed Media project in one of my classes. Of course I had to remove the names and shit and cut some stuff out, but here’s the version I’ve made for my class.

The number of kisses that we had shared could be counted on hand, and that was okay.

From the start, from when I had first set eyes on her, there had been something about her that I wanted to know. She was beautiful, she was absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful.

I saw her for the first time at lunch on the first day of school. She had been sitting with her own group of friends as I lurked at a table in the corner with my own friend. She was a rather short woman with untamable, fluffy blonde hair, and would nod, shake her head or giggle at what her friends said. When she spoke, she was loud and full of gestures and movements equally as loud, as though she put everything she had behind her every word.

I watched her the whole time. I watched her for weeks after that, unable to bring myself to approach her.

Eventually, with enough prodding and encouragement from my own friend, I came to the table, to her. She greeted me with a smile and someone asked if I wanted to join them. I returned the greeting with a smile, shaking my head at the offer and wordlessly held out a piece of paper with my number on it. The pink tone her cheeks took assured me that she was like me, and she stammered a string of incoherent words in her flustered state. I had smiled, she was so cute and I turned on my heels to walk away.

That night, she called. I hadn’t expected her too, but was immensely happy that she had. We spoke, held a conversation for the first time and I found myself enjoying the rather sarcastic humor this girl had. We talked and agreed to meet up for brunch that weekend.

When I had come that morning at ten, I saw that she was already there, sitting at a booth by the window. As soon as those green eyes locked onto my own blue ones, she practically jumped from her seat, waving me down and drawing far too much attention to herself in her excited and loud mannerism. It was adorable. I could feel something warm erupting inside my chest and spreading across my whole body.

I took a seat across from her and we got some coffee. I had mine black and she dumped enough sugar and cream to kill a horse in hers. I had learned that she didn’t like bitter flavors, though she was highly addicted to caffeine. I myself wasn’t much of a coffee person, and just stirred the cup quietly, not drinking it, but finding the warmth of the cup in my hands and the smell of the brew to be soothing.

We talked. I found out her name, something I hadn’t actually known until then. She had a lovely name.

For the rest of our high school year, we had a light, almost innocent relationship. We never did much in terms of physicality, besides hand holding, hugs and cuddling on the couch while we watched movies and cheesy TV shows. Most people were surprised that we were together, because we weren’t as intimate as the relationships they were familiar with. But, that was fine. We weren’t an intimate pair, neither comfortable with it, and we were perfectly content with what we already had.

For all of high school, we never once kissed.

Our first kiss was on graduation day. We threw our caps in the air out on the large football field outside of the school, everyone was cheering and everyone was happy. I saw her through the mass of students between us. Our eyes locked and we began moving towards each other, meeting in the middle of the crowd. My arms were around her waist, hers around my shoulders.

Our lips met for the first time in the three years of being together. We were in love.

Summer came, we were busy with work, but still found time to be with each other. We were always by one another when we were free from work. Summer came. Summer passed. She moved on to college and I began to seriously pursue art. I began doing commissions online, putting up paintings to local art shows and selling them when I could. Eventually I moved out of my parent’s house and followed her to her new city where she attended college, got an apartment close to campus.

She moved in during her second year, though she practically lived with me her entire first year, college regulations wouldn’t let her move off campus as a freshman. I did what I could to support her. I stayed up with her during the stressful all-nighters and helped her with review sessions, anything I could do to help her out. She in return would offer me support during my years of art, sometimes coming home with new paints or brushes to surprise me with.

Years passed and I still remembered that day fondly. The day that we graduated high school and the day that we shared our first kiss. I still loved her, loved her more and more with each passing day, more than words could ever hope to describe. We didn’t need to kiss every chance we got to show just how madly in love we were. We showed it through the simple but meaningful words we exchanged, the looks gave and actions we took. We didn’t need a kiss to prove love existed between us. We knew we were in love, that’s what mattered.

She graduated from college and got herself a job working with computers and programs. Technical stuff I could never understand, and I gained more traction as a professional artist, gaining more buyers and more followers. We made friends in town, maintained a few of our friends from school. Though we would lose contact with some of them, it was okay. So long as we had each other. We would always have each other.

We were twenty-six when I proposed and she accepted. There were tears shed, laughter shared and we held onto one another the entire night, not daring to let go lest the dream shatter and reality return. We shared our second kiss under the blanket of a starry night sky.

Her mother insisted on paying for most of the wedding, we had a period tension with her on who would wear a dress. We settled for both wearing one. The engagement lasted a year and a half, we took our time finding the perfect location, the perfect theme, the perfect everything, and if it wasn’t perfect, that was fine. We weren’t in a rush, and the engagement could have lasted much longer if our family hadn’t kept us on track.

We settled for a wedding on a beach. I always wanted to get married by the ocean and she was happy to oblige.

We were married, the day was beautiful and everything had gone right. As we stared into each other’s eyes, we could tell the love between us was as strong as ever. We shared a kiss when we were cued to do so and sparks danced between us like our very first kiss. I butted my head against her, laughing and feeling as weightless as I held her close, feeling her warmth against me. I loved her so much, we loved each other so much that the entire world had vanished and it just her and me.

Years rolled by, we eventually moved out of the city and bought a nice little house outside of the city. It was peaceful, quiet, and away from the noise and distraction of the city, offering us a privacy to be who we were without the prying eyes of the rest of the world. Our friends grew up, got married and had children of their own. They’d ask when we’d have our own children, if we’d adopt, if we’d do a donor. But we were content without one. We had a dog named Pumpkin and we loved him as though he were our own child.

We never kissed, we never touched one another in the same way that other couples always did. We never felt the need to, never felt the desire to. We were happy how things were, satisfied with what our relationship gave and offered.

Our next kiss didn’t come for many years, not until she was on her death bed. I was at her side, her hands held in my own and watched as the woman soundly slept. Her face, once round and smooth, had become a home for wrinkles, and her blonde hair had greyed. Her hands, wrinkly, boney, were always shaking. Even though she was sick, was dying, she was as breathtakingly beautiful as the day I had first seen her. Through teary eyes, I still saw her beauty and warmth, still saw all of what had made me fall in love with her.  My heart still swelled with love for her.

Slowly, she stirred. She saw me and she smiled, her face full of warmth, joy and a pure, innocent light of untainted love. She pushed herself up slightly, wheezing as she tried to breathe. Her lungs were failing, her body failing. The doctors said there was nothing they could do, that if she had been younger then there could have been a chance, but she was too old now.

It was fine. We got to have a long and happy life together, almost sixty years since we first fell in love. We were fine if our story was coming to an end.

Looking into her eyes, they still shined and sparkled. She didn’t say anything and neither did I as I smiled back. I leaned down and gently, lovingly, kissed her goodbye.

It was our last kiss. She died just a few days later. Peacefully and smiling.

All our time together, all the memories we had made, to me, they were as pure as light and brought warmth even on the coldest days. I regarded all our time together fondly as I laid on my own death bed just two years later. My friends and family surrounding me, telling me how much they loved me and how much I meant to them all.  I smiled and nodded, though my mind was full of thoughts of the love of my life. I thought of her vivid green eyes and bright smile. I thought of how soft she felt and how well she fit in my arms whenever I held her.

My eyes grew heavy; my breathing grew slower. It was getting harder to hear those around me. But, I could hear her laughter instead, more clearly than ever before. A light, beautiful laughter, my name being called. A genuine joy in the voice that I had always loved.

I thought of her lips on my own that day as I closed my eyes and went to join her, to give her one more kiss.

[jenhedgehog]

whats your favorite lapidot moment?

...Aw man, just one?!

Ok, I actually do know what my number 1 is, but there are some “honourary mentions” as well that it seems wrong not to mention.  So, I’m gonna cheat slightly and do a top 5 ;p  (I mean, I could even have done a top 10 with how much material there is to choose from lol)

#5:

The arm grab in Back To The Moon.

Protective Peridot is just so precious.  I love the fact that she was so defensive/protective ofLapis in this scene - putting Lapis’ comfort above all else.

#4:

Peridot’s outrageous flirting and gift-giving in Barn Mates.

She wasn’t even subtle, was she?!

Seeing her very clear attraction to Lapis here let me dareto believe that my beloved OTP just might make it in canon...

#3:

The entire first half of Beta.

Just seeing them getting along so perfectly with one another,and being so domestic and happy and supportive and cute...  I spent the first half of this episodebasically hugging myself with joy lol

#2:

The dinner table scene in Gem Harvest.

Everything about this was just beautiful.   The little looks that they gave one another,the fact that the table was blatantly split down the middle (clearly showingthe original Crystal Gems as a separate “family” unit to Lapis, Peridot andPumpkin), the high five that Peridot didn’t even need to look at Lapis to knowthat she’d get, the shared sense of humour, the mirroring of their facial expressions...

Utter perfection.

And finally, my #1 Lapidot moment...

That scene in Barn Mates.

After months and months of having Lapidot as my OTP basedsolely on a very strong gut instinct of it one day becoming canon, here it was:actual, 100% solid-gold confirmation of the ship, on-screen.

I may or may not have actually cried at this point, as wellas rewatching the scene several times whilst flailing at the screen and proclaiming“see?!  I freaking KNEW it!!” ;p

It’s an incredible scene... the look Peridot gives Lapis isso typical of someone looking at their crush, the sun comes out as Peridot’sgiving Lapis the biggest smile that she’s ever given to anyone – and then Lapisdeeply blushes and has to look away.

If that’s not setting up a potential romance, then I don’tknow what is.

Good times~

[twxntrash]

Sail

Day 3: Disney/Ghibli

A late submission for Day 3 and loosely based upon Frozen. 

@lapidot-week​

There were several things that over the past few weeks that Peridot had become painfully aware of.

The first was that magic did, in fact, exist.

The second was that she did not have the patience to be someone’s ‘guide’ through the turbulent ocean waves. Waves that, she should add, they shouldn’t have even been at for another several miles. Somehow, through magic in the aforementioned point, the ocean had expanded drastically. Thankfully it was mostly valleys and mountains that it submerged rather than cities and villages. Stroke of luck, even if it pissed off the sailor.  

The third? Royals were nothing but pains in the ass, especially magic wielding blue haired princesses who kept demanding that Peridot take her as far away from people as the ocean would allow.

Peridot should mention that it was also the princess’ fault for the sudden ocean expansion as well. Apparently, from what she could get out from the royal, the girl threw some kind of tantrum when she met her betrothed, a soldier of Queen Yellow’s kingdom, and her magic had some kind of lashing out. Now, she was running away from home, responsibilities, and a meathead of a fiancé.

Not that Peridot really cared. So long as this Lapis Lazuli water witch paid up when this voyage was over.

Peridot hadn’t even wanted to do this. She was just a simple navigator and craftsman. She built small, easy to manage boats for small crews, occasionally she joined merchants on their expeditions if the gold was good enough to be their navigator. She liked to consider herself one of the best navigators in all of the four kingdoms. When the flood came, well, of course the blonde had been surprised.

All Peridot had done was be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She went to a traders, intending to resupply before taking to the seas. She may have gotten into a small argument with the trader over the cost of the supplies she was getting. What could she say, the man had upped his prices to a ridiculous amount after the flood, she got mad, said that he should show respect for one of the kingdoms best sailors, then got kicked out.

Well, technically she was thrown out. Literally. But that was a trivial detail she liked to ignore.

She’d been ready to just give up, head back to her boat with her trusty companion, Pumpkin, when out of the blue came a woman dressed in blue. She threw a sack at Peridot which held her supplies and some more, demanded that Peridot take her across the ocean. Even when Peridot said no, the woman followed her until Peridot gave up and, though she gave the woman a high price for the voyage… imagine her surprise when the woman said she’d pay double.

As much as Peridot may not have been looking forward to taking some woman across the ocean, she couldn’t say no to gold. Besides, Pumpkin had taken a liking to Lapis almost immediately. She’d be lying if she didn’t say it was kind of cute how he’d just curl up beside the woman and sleep.

She eyed the woman, who she had only learned was Queen Blue’s second born daughter after they were already a day at sea. Lapis was leaning over the edge of the boat, staring at the water intently as she brought up a thin tendril to the boats railings. The woman really was something when it came to water.

“So… magic,” Peridot hummed as she glanced back to the stern of the boat. So far they hadn’t any destination in mind just yet, Lapis just said ‘away from the kingdoms’ and, well, they were sailing away from them, “Born with it? Cursed?”

Lapis looked up at her, “Born with it, I think,” she said and looked back to the ocean, “I’ve had this power for as long as I could remember. Unless I got cursed as a baby… I don’t really know how,” she admitted as she let the water fall back to the ocean, leaning against the railing. It was clear that it was taxing to control the water as she did. Beads of sweat were appearing on her forehead. It was amazing that she’d managed to cause such a massive flood of the kingdom when she could barely even keep the ocean calm for more than a few minutes without her legs buckling under her from the exhaustion.

Peridot had half a mind to tell her to take it easy, but didn’t. One of the things she learned was that Lapis didn’t appreciate people do anything that could imply she couldn’t handle something. She’d been snapped at to ‘mind her own business’ when Lapis had nearly collapsed the first day when trying to manipulate the currents in their favor. The woman had more bite to her than a hungry wolf.

Instead, the short blonde shrugged, “We’ve made some good distance,” she said offhandedly, pulling out a compass from where she kept it hung around her neck. They were heading northeast. There was a small island they would be stopping at to resupply since Peridot hadn’t had the time to properly supply her ship for two before being commissioned for this job. They’d reach it by nightfall if the ocean kept like this. She couldn’t help but glance back at Lapis who had now sat down, petting the ginger dog affectionately, “You really sure about this?”

Lapis glanced at her, “What do you mean?”

She could feel the hard look in her eyes even without looking, knowing this was a landmine she was stepping into. She swallowed and kept looking out to the ocean as she steered the ship. “I mean, are you sure about your isolation plan? It’s going to be pretty lonely, don’t you think?”

“I’ll only put others at risk if I go back to the kingdom, or find myself in a city,” Lapis responded quickly, almost robotically, “If I lose my cool, get upset, the ocean will lash out at people.”

“Still, I can’t imagine being lonely will be any better,” she knew from experience how bad isolation can hurt you. She looked up ahead, then dared to look back at Lapis. “We’ll be stopping at an island tonight, it doesn’t have too many people living on it, plenty of space for you to keep from others,” and enough people she could go to if she found herself in need of help. The group that lived there were a friendly bunch. Rose Quartz, the town mayor of the port they would dock at, Beach City was such a softie.

“I see,” was all Lapis said in response.

Peridot frowned at the disinterest in Lapis’ tone.

If she dropped Lapis off there, Rose would be more than happy to keep her company, she knew none of the islanders would mind too much if Lapis had powers. They were, for some reason Peridot couldn’t fathom, all about embracing what made them different. If she didn’t find herself comfortable with the ‘Crystal Gems’, a name Beach City’s self-proclaimed defenders gave themselves, maybe she’d fit in with the other group of islanders, the ‘Off Colors’. Yet again another odd name the group gave themselves.

She couldn’t help but not feel right about it, regardless of the choice.

“You know,” she said out loud, looking back to Lapis, “you don’t have to go to some desolate island to stay away from everyone.”

She was given a dry laugh, “Would it be better if I go live atop a mountain with a castle of ice to stay away from everyone?” Lapis asked sarcastically.

Well, it was quite the mental image, she could easily imagine Lapis conjuring up a palace of ice while screaming bloody murder at the whole world to stay the fuck away from her. “As nice of an idea as that probably is, no,” Peridot shook her head, “I mean, well, you could stay here. On this boat… with me?”

There were several things over the past several weeks that Peridot had become aware of during her voyage with the runaway princess, Lapis Lazuli of the Blue Kingdom.

When Lapis was happy, her eyes would light up like the starry night sky, shining brightly with pure joy, and was a thousand times more beautiful than the dark sky dusted with bright stars and a glowing moon.

Her laugh, and that snort she let out, was precious in more ways than Peridot could describe. She found her days becoming brighter and warmer whenever she heard Lapis laughing, knowing the blue haired woman was enjoying herself so much.

That Peridot had, uncontrollably, without a doubt, fallen in love with the water manipulating princess who had barged into her life. That Peridot wasn’t ready to say goodbye to the princess when their voyage came to its end.

Silence enveloped the ship. The only sound to be heard was the waves lapping against the ships sides and the wind against the sail. Peridot couldn’t help but feel as though she had stepped out of line.

Of course she’d stepped out of line! Who was she kidding, to think that Lapis would even be interested in staying with her on a ship! She was a royal, for crying out loud! Why would she want the life of a sailor when she would be much happier on land where the ground was firm and steady beneath her feet and she always had a roof over her head to protect her from the storms.

She was a clod! A clod! A clod! She should have kept her mouth shut, she shouldn’t have offered. She should have just—

“I can really stay?”

The voice was so small, clear with surprise and… hope.

Peridots train of thoughts came to a screeching halt and she slowly turned to face the princess who was staring at her with eyes wide in disbelief. She felt nerves bubble up inside her and she weakly nodded. “Yeah, if you want, I mean. If you wanted to stay, I’d gladly welcome you.”

Lapis looked down at Pumpkin who stayed snoozing in her lap, and then back up at Peridot. “I’d, I’d really like to. I like it here, with you.”

The two didn’t say anything else, faces both burning as they avoided looking at each other. They’d said what they needed, and left more unspoken. But, the message not said was there, and maybe with time they’d say to each other those three magic words. Confess to what had developed between them during the several weeks at sea together.

But, for now, those words did not need to be spoken for them to be happy.