#paridot

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Shitpost

[themiraculousmaggie]

Steven universe since- yea lol

[honestly-crafty]

More drawings of paridot :)

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🎁💚

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[cucumberfunk]

Lil Pairdot >:3

[o-i-w-u]

look at my ugly fucking son

[radioapplefanfiction]

Brain dump

[buttercreamedream]

My favorite episodes of Steven universe are about fusion. Weather it’s their origins or the adventures as a fusion. A lot of people will look at Steven universe and automatically assume that it’s an analogy for sex, not to be a prude but I hate that angle.

Sex and fusion are VERY different. This difference isn’t directly brought up in the show but is sort of mentioned in the rose and Greg episodes. “We need to talk” Greg learns about fusion and try’s to fuse with rose but can’t. Rose has probably tried to fuse with other humans in the past, we can also assume she’s had sex with humans in the past too, she’s been around them for I would assume 6,000 years (in the answer garnet says her and Ruby first fused 5,000 and some change years ago) if anything rose has done it all but is finding that special connection with Greg.

Both fusion and sex take alot of trust in another person, your allowing someone access to the most vulnerable parts of your body and mind. In sex Ofcourse it’s allowing another person to see the most embarrassing parts of yourself, but fusion, you have access to each others memories, personal thoughts, for us people with intrusive thoughts, fusing with another person would allow them to hear the horrible things that your brain plagues you with. 

Garnet said it best, she is a conversation, she is a visual manifestation of Ruby and Sapphires love for each other and their identity together. They aren’t making everything about each other, they are each other. I think when they get married is something that signify that they have changed each other so drastically from their original form, they can’t bear to separate.

Stevonie is a case of a boy and a girl fusing together, but nothing about their fusion is sexual, even when Stevonie starts growing facial hair in jungle moon, it’s not sexual. Yes Stevonie in that point in time goes through both sides of human puberty. If I had to go through both points of human puberty with my partner as one body I think that i would be eternally tied to them. I want to note that yes, Steven is most definitely romantically attracted to Connie, seeing themselves as the book characters at the end of season 1, but he fuses with Connie because both of them have a platonic bond with each other. They don’t even declare themselves a couple until (correct me if I’m wrong) season four or 5, literal years of them being best friends together. So their case is evidence that fusion isn’t and has never been strictly sex.

Fusion can also be A way for gems to up their power level together, it is accepted on home world that gems of the same kind can use together only because the cast system divides these gems into all thinking assumedly the same way, that’s why Ruby is different and often was outcast in her own ruby groups. Garnet exists because Ruby thinks differently from other rubys strengthening sapphire‘s future vision by allowing it to see multiple options all at once. Other examples of gems fusing to have advantages for doing certain tasks would be Malachite, Alexandrite, opal, sardonyx, Sugite, ect. They’re not having sex, they are completing a task or goal.

I wanna mention peridot here too, paradox cannot fuse with other gems because she is still strictly classes with her thinking of other gems and herself. She can communicate, but she cannot cohabitate with other gems. My favorite Steven Universe fan animation is the one where lapis lazuli and paridot fuse by using sex because compared to fusion, sex is so much less intimate but it give peridot an idea of what to do because theirs no wrong way to have CONSENSUAL sex. Rose and Greg can’t fuse for similar reasons as to para cannot inherently fuse, Greg and Rose are each other‘s windows to both the human and the alien world, something neither of them have full knowledge of, but you don’t need to know someone’s childhood someone’s race, or background to engage in sex unless it pertains to sex. Sex still has a lot of rules aside from consent, I don’t consider consent to be the end all be all for that sort of situation, it’s more of the door to the act than the act itself. Safe words, saying no to certain positions, and talking about SA and STI history are part of the rules of sex, if any of those rules are broken it’s not sex, it’s assault.

Assult happens with fusion too, Malachite being the main example of a toxic relationship and taking advantage of someone for a goal, but “Cry for help” and the episodes that follow can be seen as fusion assault too. The threat of homeworld coming back to earth after centuries of peace, reminds pearl of the previous cast system she was a part of. Fusion is an escape from that anxiety so she tricks garnet who’s having that same anxiety into fusing with her to take down the transmission tower over and over again. This is a breach of trust for not just ruby and Sapphire, but the whole crystal gem team. It drags in amethysts similar anxiety’s , which pearl uses as a way to brush her off as an excuse to use sardonyx instead of sugalite. Pearl taking advantage of garnet was wrong, and hurt not just her feelings but also her trust, and the next couple of episodes signify’s that garnet doesn’t have to forgive her for her actions much like with sexual assult. Pearl is her oldest friend and watched her get created, and I think garnet forgives her because pearl doesn’t understand the extent to how important fusions are to gems like her.

To end my mini essay, fusion in Steven universe is similar but incredibly different from sex, but you can still make parallels to the act. Just because you can make parallels to the act doesn’t mean that fusion and sex are the same thing.

[fmajorenthusiast]

I FINALLY FINISHED MY RIFF RAFF X CORDELIA PROPOSAL FANFIC!!!!!

It's a sequel to the first fanfic which I will link right here!!!

AAAAAAH I'M SO EXCITED!!! IT'S UNDER THE CUT!!!! :D

Tags: Fluff, humor, OC X canon, marriage proposal, fade to black, references to my AU, but it's easy to follow regardless, I wrote so much of this at times when I should've been sleeping, this took me a whole month to write I'm so proud of me, Riff Raff and Magenta are king and queen of Transsexual, Riff's face claim is the Kristian Lavercombe version but Magenta is Patricia Quinn!!!

Word count: 6,208 (Holy FUCK I'm so proud of me!!!)

One of Cordelia's greatest designs was the Shining Circle. It was usually a public place, but you could always pay to rent it out for the night, and that was exactly what Riff Raff had done.

The Shining Circle was an indoor, circular, and very long hallway with a beautiful and smooth dark wooden floor, but it was designed to look outdoors! The walls were completely covered in plastics made to look like shrub leaves, making it look like you were walking through a bush tunnel! The roof had a galaxy painted on top and the place was lit up by off-white fairy lights on the ceiling that seemed to have the warmest, creamiest glow. The light was somehow dim and bright all at once. He could feel the cozy warmth and the gentle darkness all at once! They were the brightest of the ceiling's stars. The planets, maybe. Time, Riff could be a nerd sometimes. However, the true masterpiece of the shining circle was the middle.

The shining circle carried the same design in the hallway all the way around, however, there were rooms inside the hallway. Each one designed to look indoors with a different kind of cozy and comfortable design and aesthetic. He remembered the first time he'd seen it so well. It was like he'd stepped into in a completely different world the minute he stepped through. There were beautiful pastel bedrooms that reminded him of being so joyful in candy stores and free in springtime, warm-toned living rooms that reminded him of the tempting, savory taste of buttery popcorn and feeling so snuggly autumn when the cold didn't matter because he was inside and safer and cozier than ever. There were shiny kitchens and dining rooms and really everything else! Fuck, there were even pillow forts in some of those rooms! All of them had a T.V inside too, and some offered free food and drink!! She'd pitched and designed the building herself, and it was one of the most remarkable things Riff had ever seen.

It was a sweet, sweet night in the shining circle and Riff Raff was fucking terrified to say the least.

Cordelia wore a mint green dress, with a floral pattern stitched on of the same color. She had chandelier earrings that were light pink with studs of the same color, a pearl bracelet, and a gold choker with yellow gemstones. They were light in a color that he wasn't sure was natural- they were clearly jewels, but he couldn't quite pin down what kind they were. They didn't seem to fit any of the types that he knew of. They were too much like sunlight, like springtime- they must've been made in a lab. Not that he cared- he wasn't even sure where the jewels that he was about to use had come from. He hadn't cared, and he knew that she wouldn't either! He'd just been so thrilled.

Riff Raff watched Cordelia with her pale skin setting off her long jet black hair in the fairy lights. Her eyes were glowing. Were they emerald or paridot or some some lovely jewel he'd forgotten in between? He couldn't answer to save his life. Oh, how he loved her, he really did. She designed this beautiful place and now she was more beautiful than the whole world in it.

She was telling him about her design choices so excitedly that she was almost skipping as she went forward. He recited his words in his head like it was a test. He couldn't believe that he was here. That she was here!! It wouldn't be long at all before he- oh time! He started reciting his lines in his head. It wouldn't be long at all before he- oh, time! He couldn't have forgotten it! When he was absolutely certain that she wasn't looking he patted his pockets with his trembling hand. He felt it. It was there. He breathed a massive sigh of relief.

***

Meanwhile, this event was being recorded on multiple security cameras. Magenta was viewing this event in a dark room at home in the castle whilst eating Nerds and making several judgements. The room was dark, save for the few tiny lights coming off of devices here and there, and, of course, the computer screen that illuminated the redhead's face as she sat in a swivel chair with her feet propped up on the table. She had the Nerds box in her hands and more spilled every time she grabbed another handful. She was in an awkward position where she was perfectly comfy, but it might hurt the minute she got up. Either way, she currently couldn't give any less of a fuck. She let out a huge laugh as she watched her brother frantically check his pockets. "I made you check zhree times before you left witzh her, you dumbass!" she said as she felt her lips tighten and rise. She could see her brother trying to cling on and fight his way through his nerves. He really was so cute- so very, very cute. She'd smiled with him as she'd painted his nails last night and they'd spoken of Cordelia and all of the world's lovely things. They'd been so emotional that it seemed that they'd remembered everything they had ever loved.

Then there had been today.

Holy fucking shit.

Cordelia had been gone at work and that man had been a hot fucking mess. A blazing one. He'd been hyperventilating so hard that she'd asked him if she should slap him and he'd seriously considered it. In the end, they just wound up pressing his back against a soft wall on repeat, thank time. Still though, he'd been about ready to explode.

Oh she could see it now....

"I'm going to burn. I'm going to burn! I'm going to burn and die and-!"

"Shhhhh!" She'd told him as she'd crossed the room and held him in her arms. "Zhis is a good zhing, brotzher! A vonderful, good zhing is going to happen tonight! You can do zhis! You're prepared!"

The wall was hard and black and firm and she made sure that it pressed into his back and she'd pressed into his front.

"What if she says no? Oh time could just fuck me right in the-"

"I'm sure zhat Cordelia vould fuck you right in zhe upper arm if you asked her to!!! She's not going to say no! She told you zhat!!!"

He paused and seemed to actually slow down and think for a second, he looked puzzled. Finally he asked, "... What would I get from being fucked in the upper arm?"

"I don't know-!"

"She could still change her mind!!! And what if she doesn't like the proposal? This isn't exactly a thing one gets a do-over on-!"

"If eizther of zhose zhings come to pass, I vill retake basic addition!"

"You passed basic addition?" He asked rhetorically, smiling and laughing. He finally relaxed and let his body soften. He slid down the wall and Magenta came and curled up with him. The ground was soft and hard all at once. It wasn't carpet, but it was smooth and cold and that was nice.

She sighed and held him tightly. As she hugged him, her body pressed against his in such a way that she could feel how fast and hard his heart was beating. She could feel the amount of raging heat coursing through his body as the anxiety caused him to sweat bullets. Though she tried not to, she laughed. She laughed and hugged her brother so, so tightly.

"What is it?" he asked, not pulling away at all, but sitting up a little bit.

"Notzhing, it's notzhing at all!" She sighed. "It's just zhat you're adorable."

"Huh?"

"Adorable!" she said through a smile. "You're so scared to ask zhis voman- who's been in our life so faitzhfully- who's been in love vitzh you zhe whole time- who's lived in our house- who's slept in our bed so many nights! And has slept in anotzher vitzh you alone on zhe rest of zhem so zhat you two could bang each otzher into oblivion! You're so perfect for each otzher and you're still scared to ask her to marry you! Not because you're doubtful about marriage, not because you're doubtful about her, but because you love her so timedamn much!"

She snuggled into him. "I knew she vas perfect for you from zhe minute I met her. I knew zhat zhe only right future vas zhe vone zhat involved her. She's zhe vone for you!"

She rested her head on his chest, facing the same direction as him, but still undoubtedly holding him. "Zhis is going to be vone of zhe best days of your life. You may not believe me, but it vill be."

He hugged her to him. "You know that you're just as much of a non-negotiable for me as she is, right?"

"I should certainly hope so."

"You know that everything my body is made of has loved you since we were in the womb and that love has only grown and I..." he paused, a confused kind of shock seeming to wash over his face.

"Yes?" She shifted her position to look at him, his eyes almost glossed over, lost in thought.

"One out of fifty," he remarked, his face seemingly in another world.

"Vhat?" She questioned as he got up and started pacing.

"In theory it's one out of fifty!" He repeated as his eyes kept widening in shock and the speed of his pacing started to quicken, his hand covering his mouth. "But then you factor in the fact that mama was young! She was only 19 when we were born!! Fucking time, 18 when we were conceived!!!"

Magenta got up and stared at him, now fully confused. "Vhat are you saying-?"

"It's not just that- she's small! Small like you!"

"You're not exactly an exception vonce you put zhings in perspective Mr. 5 ft 9-!"

"And we're the first set in our family! Magenta, if you look at the records we're the first-!"

"Please speak in a language zhat I can understand!!!" she finally interjected

He turned and looked at her like he was looking at a miracle. "Those odds aren't in our favor," he breathed. "How many times did lightning have to strike in order for us to find each other? It makes no sense at all that there's two of us! None at all!"

"But ve're botzh here!" She agreed, now understanding. "Zhere's two of us!"

"There is! And... Holy shit, if we'd never been brave enough to kill Frank, if I'd never killed Tologovta, if I'd never felt need of a FUCKING COMMERCIAL INTERIOR FUCKING DESIGNER of all things that seem standard for the king of the planet to think about-!"

Magenta laughed into her hand as he spiraled further down the drain.

"I shouldn't have EITHER OF YOU! BUT YOU'RE HERE!" he exclaimed. "And so WHY AM I AFRAID? I've forgotten! I've forgotten the reason! What the clock am I doing tonight?"

Magenta groaned and facepalmed, taking a few steps away and facing in the same direction. "You're proposing tonight, dear"

His face was blank. ".... As in-"

"You're proposing proposing! You're asking Cordelia to be your motzherfucking vife!" She said, face fully in her hands.

He'd gone completely silent for a few seconds before she turned back to him.

"Riff Raff, I-"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

She currently had absolutely no idea how she'd gotten that man dressed, ready, mentally stable, and out the door. Let alone doing it all without Cordelia realizing what was going on. Right now, she was primarily relieved that they'd made it here and she was also happy to be in a dark, quiet room! She really could use it. Still though, she was here. It had taken a lot of work but they'd made it to this wonderful point. She smiled, grabbed a handful of nerds, and kept watching.

***

Riff Raff felt a warm, familiar, fuzzy glow. He was now fully smiling at Cordelia as she dragged him along, through the circular hallway. Her hand was gripping his as she kept showing him more and more design choices that she'd made and telling him her reasons. Each one was more vivid than the last, making him view the world in ways that he felt like he'd never viewed it before!

He felt so lightheaded when he was with her! She smiled and it seemed that she was radiating everything that he loved in her. How similar they were, her creativity, her kindness, her vibrancy, her livliness, her beauty! The way that the universe seemed to become more colorful when she was in his eyesight. It was as if the galaxies had all seen her, sighed a unanimous sigh, and all at once had agreed to shine their light on her.

He was so in awe of her glowing spirit that for the second time that day, the purpose of this night out had completely escaped his mind!

Temporarily, that is.

It flew straight back into his mind the moment that, in her speed and excitement, Cordelia had temporarily gone in the wrong direction. Once she was a small distance away, she'd realized what she was doing and started sprinting back towards her lover, reaching out her hand for him as he waited there for her. Riff Raff grabbed it and, to help slow her down, pulled her into a twirl around him and then pulled her back towards him once she was just a little bit ahead. She let out a "woop!" as he spun her, high-pitched for her relatively low voice and then once he pulled her back, he pulled her close so that there was no distance between them.

They both let out a laugh as their bodies were pressed close to each other. Their breath soft and gentle and their figures magnetized to each other. As they held each other, they stroked each other's arms gently and pressed their heads to each other. Riff had to really tilt his head to get it to work, but he'd done it a million times before.

The two of them melted into the softest kiss and Cordelia lightly stroked Riff Raff while they did. She brushed his long hair back over his shoulders and he let his hand cup her cheek.

In that moment, he felt the sweetest, gentlest love. It felt like springtime, it felt like freedom, it felt like forever. It felt like the moonlight's caress and... in that moment he remembered that he'd actually been planning on doing something about those feelings.

He held that delicate kiss for as long as he could, savoring every moment, remembering exactly what everything felt like. Who and what and exactly where they were. The kiss inevitably ended and he found himself staring into those bright, deep, green eyes that he loved so much, smiling up at him, wanting to pull him closer, and oh he sure as the clock wanted to be...

Right.

He was about to sweat motherfucking bullets.

He could do this. He had to be able to do this.

He made sure that he was positioned in front of her in a way that prompted her to look at him whilst making sure that he was grasping both of her hands. He held them both in front of him, at chest level, right in the center of the two of them. He looked down at them as his lip wobbled

He looked back up at Cordelia before taking the most hitched and trembling breath of all time. His heart began to pound like thunder as he took that one last steadying breath before he passed the point of no return.

"Cordelia..."

***

Aaaaand it was starting! Magenta was relieved and terrified that they'd made it to this point. Not that she was afraid that Cordelia would say no, she knew better, but her sweet, sweet brother. Oh he certainly was trying his best and she hoped to time that his best wasn't going to involve him hyperventilating into a bag.

She got up, positioned herself a little bit closer to the screen, and put her feet back up on the table. She'd practiced some of what he was about to do with him. Objectively most of it. She'd ensured that he was an adorable romantic who was going to say the most adorably perfect of things, and that he had a plan for what he was going to say at all!

However, she was prepared to watch most of that practice go down the drain in a matter of minutes. A part of her felt like she'd sent him out unprepared, a part of her believed in him so firmly, and the last part of her, was, well, a delightful cunt who's lips were curving upwards no matter what was about to happen!

He was such an integral, wonderful, and important part of her life that she was allowed to laugh at his anxiety! She leaned closer and listened to his words through the camera,

"When I was young, I always thought that a life filled with love and true joy just wasn't in the cards for me... I thought I'd always be nothing but a freak that everybody backed away from..."

Well fuck.

He looked terrified as shit, but he'd just managed to say what they'd practiced, but with words just ever so slightly more elegant!

She let out a little squeal as she watched her brother fidget with his hands in Cordelia's as he looked straight into his lover's soul. He might actually be able to do this!!

"But then my life got flipped upside down and before I knew it I was king of the planet... and I still felt like a freak"

Before she knew it Magenta had jumped up and she was bouncing just like she had when he'd practiced this. Oh there was nothing like him being so adorable and genuine! She suddenly felt like she was in the most relaxing place in the world, and that those little lights from machines were the most beautiful things in the world! Happiness did that to her, it made her think that everything was gorgeous.

"But then you came along and your light transfixed me. It was beautiful, it was terrifying, it was something I couldn't quite place! I'd never felt it before! I wasn't sure how it could've happened- it wasn't supposed to be able to happen for people like me, but... somehow it had happened..."

He'd ramped up and was fully into it now, and Magenta made a million little happy sounds as her smile grew ecstatic. Her jumping up and down caused her ginger curls to fly into her face as she watched Cordelia, who was so happy to be with him and still perfectly clueless, (Riff was a rambler and that worked magnificently in their favor tonight. Also, Cordelia was famous for always being in the moment. She could be adorably oblivious sometimes. Sometimes if the big picture was right in front of her face she'd just be staring at the paintstrokes.) brush her thumb across his face and kiss away his tears.

"Somehow I'd fallen in love..."

Oh this night was only going to get more phenomenal by the minute.

***

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Holy fuck the inside of his head was a hot mess but here he was! Standing in front of her while she softly kissed his tears away. So lovingly that the tears almost seemed a gentle, pleasant feeling. A comfort on his face. And her kisses were even more wonderful. Still, however, he was in fact a blubbering mess who's brain threatened to explode at any time.

It was going just perfectly!

Before he could continue, she spoke up.

"You tzhink zhat zhat vas frightening?" She had amusement in her eyes. "Try falling in love vitzh zhe motzherfucking king. Now zhat's frightening!"

It was almost playful, the way that she recalled her memories, not at all unlike the clown that must be blowing shit up and slamming rocks on the ground inside of his head.

"I vas like, 'shit! I can't tell him! You can't just tell zhe king zhat you've fallen madly in love vitzh him! You're not actually supposed to fall in love vitzh him! But I did it! Time itself couldn't stop me! You vere set in my heart!"

Before Riff Raff knew it he was letting out a little happy laugh. Her words were calming him! Making him stable again! His eyes were drying! Realistically, he knew that it might just be the eye of the storm, but alternatively, he decided to tell the universe to go fuck itself and-! Ok, didn't work, the anxiety was ramping back up by the millisecond and this time his sweat was cold! Icey icey cold!

Time to continue before he completely lost his shit!

"How could anyone not fall for you!" He started back up. "You're creative, beautiful, wonderful! It's like you can see light inside of darkness and springtime inside of winter! You're absolutely vibrant. You don't let anyone stop you or tell you who or what you're supposed to be. You move at your own speed and you radiate spirit, kindness, goodness, and life!"

He'd really just let the words fall out of him there! Not a single thought had actually passed through his brain throughout that bit. He couldn't afford to let it. At this point, "would you like to have a thought?" meant the exact same thing as "Would you like to experience an electric shock?"

"And you stayed," he continued. "Through every ounce of pain I suffered you stayed. You held me through everything, never faltering when I woke up screaming in the night, never awkwardly finding a way out when I cried, never silently wishing that you'd chosen anybody else!"

For the first time in a while he registered the woman in front of him. She was smiling so wide, right under the fairy lights that illuminated her sable hair, making it shine. She was smiling in front of him, her hands brushing it out of her face. She'd not disagreed with anything that he'd said and she looked so happy. So very, very happy to be with him.

"I'm alvays gonna stay, doofus," she assured. "Every single day of my life." She nuzzled against him and ruffled his hair.

She was going to know why he'd said that very soon, he realized. He didn't have many planned words left! He stood there in front of her, under those fairy lights, under that painted ceiling, surrounded by those plastic leaves. It was all so beautiful. She was so brilliant... and beautiful. "I want to stay, too" he trembled, taking in her face once more before he moved- pale skin, emerald eyes, coal-black curls and all. In a movement that felt like being struck by lightning, he started to move his hand towards his coat pocket.

In that moment he also coincidentally came to a conclusion. Previously, he'd been a little bit bewildered as to why kneeling down was a tradition in an innumerable number of races across the stars, and now, he understood in perfect clarity why they'd all found a way to take advantage of the most luxurious way of getting on your knees and fucking begging! Time! No one could balance on both and you can't very well stay standing and not come crashing to your knees!

It was a really brilliant fucking idea the more you actually thought about it!

"I want to hold you and keep you warm." He felt his insides hitch when he felt his coat pocket, felt them jolt when he hit the inside of that pocket, and a sharp, freezing, chill when he his hand hit the ring box.

It was then that he knew that he'd hit the final checkpoint. It was the very last moment before Cordelia knew what was happening. The very last second before he'd be completely and totally at her mercy.

Time to unfocus his eyes.

"And never let you go" The moment that the words left him, he felt his heart rate quicken to a mind-numbing speed and he felt that sharp and ice-cold chill take a firm hold on his senses as he braced himself, swallowed, and let the dam break.

Whilst barely breaking eye contact, he let his hand seal around the ring box, pulled it out of his jewel-toned coat pocket, and swung his other hand into action so that he could open it whilst carefully lowering himself to that soft wooden ground. Cordelia let out a sharp, piercing gasp as he did so, her hands absolutely flying to her mouth and suddenly her eyes were fully swelling with tears. And before he knew it, there he was! Kneeling with a ring out before the woman that he loved, with her knowing exactly what he was about to ask her.

The ring contained a gold, detailed band with a diamond in the middle, but that wasn't all. That would've been easy to find!

On both sides horizontal to the diamond, there were pink sapphires, and there were four small accent stones, one for each corner. The top two were paridot and the bottom two were aquamarine.

He'd thought that it'd captured her essence exceptionally well and- by the time he'd been given if he wasn't about ready to beg on his knees with it!

Ok! He could do this. He wanted to do this. He loved her and was going to do this.

Cordelia was having a hard time staying still, she was shifting her weight but trying very hard to keep her eyes focused on him as much as she possibly could. She was waiting for him to continue, he realized.

Ok, you! You can do this! He tried to soothe himself. Just say how you feel a voice whispered in his head. Just tell her what you know.

"I would bind myself to you," he started, looking up with more hope than he ever had in his life. "I would have every record and document, every relevant situation and person, and every simple relay of simple information state beyond the shadow of a doubt that I am a taken man."

She tried to speak, to say something, but he put his hand up in a silent request. He wasn't quite ready yet. He wanted to say just a bit more.

"I love you." He felt his tears starting to flow. "Everything I've said really all boils down to the fact that I'm so, so hopelessly in love with you and I feel so proud, certain, and honored to be-" his words got choked off as his face fell to the ground and warm, wider than average tears coated his face.

He felt his free hand get picked up and kissed very tenderly and lovingly. Then he felt it get nuzzled against a smiling face that was also crying! Wait a minute! He'd noticed that before! That made him feel at least somewhat better! To not be the only hot fucking mess in the room! The only difference being that she was perfect, but still.

"I feel so proud, certain, and honored to be in love with you- and I should probably get to the point before I completely lose my timedamned mind," he said as they both let out a little laugh.

"Yes, yes, you do zhat, please!" She smiled and fluttered nervously.

"Ok, ok! I will, I will!" He promised, feeling his body flutter nervously as well.

He took a shaky breath, looked up and said, "My love is yours and yours alone, and I want you to be right here for the rest of my life so..."

Time seemed to pause in that moment, and Riff could've heard a pindrop. The two of them stared at each other for a moment. Cordelia on her feet and Riff Raff kneeling down, the two of them almost touching. Ever since Riff had decided to ask this question, waiting to ask it had been the most painful process of his life. He'd spent every single day needing to restrain himself from just asking her right then and there! Making each other breakfast, "will you marry me?" Coming home from work, "will you marry me?" Right in the middle of sex-! He wanted this so badly and now...

"Cordelia Lavinia Fenling... will you marry me?" The very moment that those words left his mouth he felt a body crashing down on top of him, knocking him to the ground. It took every ounce of willpower to ensure that the ring was safe and not about to fall out of the box and get lost. The moment he regained his senses he realized that he was lying on the ground and there was something warm and forceful pressing on top of his body and against his lips and oh. Oh. That's a kiss. Oh. Oh. Oh. He let those warm tears soothe his face and he kissed back with just as much love.

"Yes," she cried out before kissing him again with double the enthusiasm

***

"YES," Magenta screamed, nearly prancing around the room. "Yes, you NAILED it, brotzher! You NAILED it!" She knew that he couldn't hear her, but she cheered him on anyways. She shut her monitor off and kept cheering him on. She'd seen the important part and she decided that what happened next tonight between those two lovebirds was up to them and them alone! He did it!

Just then, the door burst open and a terrified employee ran in frantically.

"Your Royal Shining Red Lips! Has sometzhing gone wrong???"

He had short black hair, pale skin, the biggest eyes known to time, and chronic anxiety. He was no older than his early 20s. He was panting, sweating, and concerned.

"Not tonight, Pell!" She proudly announced. "Everytzhing is absolutely perfect, tonight!"

"Are you sure? Because it sounded like screaming-"

"Good screams tonight, Pell! You'll soon know vhy! Probably tomarrow! Don't say zhat I told you shit, go tell your partner zhat you love zhem if you have vone, and take zhe rest of zhe night off!" She proudly announced as she proudly marched out of the room.

"O-ok! Sure! I vill!" He smiled and ran off.

Magenta was very, very happy indeed.

***

Riff Raff kissed Cordelia with so much force as he layed there on his back with her on top of him. "Cordelia," he eventually sighed when her kisses had moved down to his neck. "I-I'm sure that Magenta has turned off the monitor by now," he exhaled again, "but we are on camera my love-" She pulled off of him and sat up and he followed her.

"Zhat's a good reminder," she remarked. "I designed zhis place, I know vhere all zhe cameras are and vell, simply put, zhey're on zhe ceiling! So zhat's a good point! Zhey shouldn't be filming me from zhat angle!" She smiled with mischief in her eyes.

"What does that mean-? Oomph!" Riff's voice went exceptionally high pitched for a man's as Cordelia grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him down on top of her. He locked his lips with hers as they met on the ground once more, their hair falling together on the ground. The deepest black and the ashiest blonde, beautiful and connected.

He knew she wasn't going to do anything more than kiss him now, that part was clear. Still, he couldn't help but feel so beautifully overwhelmed. "Are you sure?" He finally asked. He needed to put all of his doubts to rest.

Cordelia made a sound underneath him and started to chant "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! How! Many! Times! Does! Your! Future! Vife! Have! To! Tell! You! Zhat?!" She enthusiastically affirmed between kisses that slowly pushed him over so he was underneath her again.

"My wife," he softly said with such adoration as he nuzzled into her. "I could definitely get used to calling you that."

"You'd better." She nuzzled back against him. "You've committed now. You're stuck vitzh me. No take backs!"

He laughed and kissed her. They held each other for a little while longer until Riff Raff started to gently stroke her left hand, a silent request. She smiled and let him get up, rubbing his back a little bit so that it wouldn't be too sore. Then they held each other and snuggled on the floor. It was like he just couldn't stop himself from holding her! Finally, he started crawling around, looking for that ring box.

It wasn't hard to find. He'd had the sense to close it once she'd tackled him. He couldn't risk losing it. He grabbed it and slid across the ground back to his fiancée.

He delicately took her left hand in his, and, with a hitched breath, like he was doing the most sacred thing he'd ever done, slid the ring onto her finger.

Seeing it there seemed to make them both go a little wild for each other. They both pulled each other into the tightest hug that had ever been given.

"How long did it take you to find zhis?" Cordelia finally asked

"It was an actual nightmare," Riff admitted. "People's ideas can be so chronically plain!"

"Indeed zhey can, my love, indeed zhey can," she agreed. "But not us."

"No, certainly not us," he agreed. "When you put it in perspective, not that many years ago there was a vicious prince who wanted to keep me average. He would've killed me for wearing this. I can only imagine what he'd think of what my wedding clothes will certainly be."

"Ve'll have to svitch shades soon," she remarked. "Green is our color, yes?"

"Most definitely," he said adoringly. "Light and dark green." Transylvanians didn't have a traditional wedding color so to speak, but it was tradition for the couple to wear the same color, at least as a base layer, with the taller member to wear a light shade while the shorter member wore a dark shade, making it resemble a shadow. It symbolized how natural and wonderful the love of the couple was and he thought it pretty damn cool. It really got interesting in homosexual couples, where the answer wasn't always obvious, but alas, despite swinging both ways, Riff had chosen a woman.

"It'll be my coronation all over again," he laughed. He'd worn light green and gold to that and he'd looked rather lovely, if he dared to speak for himself.

"No it von't," she laughed back. "Zhere vill be a very important difference!"

"And that is...?" He inquired

"Zhat you didn't know me zhen, and because of zhat you are videly believed to have gotten off how many people again?"

"A hundred and eighteen," he laughed. "I could very well have. With the crowd, I had to do three at a time, but since I've met you, I'm certain that I've given you plenty more than that, now haven't I?" He challenged

"And vonderfully so!" She agreed. "And you'll never give a single vone to anybody else ever again!" She proudly stated.

"And why would I?" He playfully challenged. "I've got the best person in the world and I get to give her all of them now! One woman is fine with me," he promised that one woman, though he knew she didn't need it.

That one woman that he loved very very much.

"Alright, I need you," she asserted. She stood up, grabbing his hand and pulling him with her. She opened the nearest door and dragged him into the coziest place in the world. At least it seemed to be. It wasn't quite a bedroom, but it had plenty of furniture that was soft enough for snuggling and could easily fit two. And a TV, and a small table. It wasn't quite a living room, though. He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"I don't know how much you know," she said. "But zhere are no cameras in any of zhe rooms. It didn't seem quite fair," she said, with an unmistakably desirous voice.

It was then and only then that Riff Raff realized just how much much energy had been flowing between his legs. When had that started? Was it when she'd say yes? When she'd jumped him? The moment the night began?

It didn't matter. What did matter was that he couldn't take it anymore and neither could she.

He kicked the door closed and let out a soft whine of desire (wow he was fucking desperate) as he quickly turned the TV on to add background noise. He looked at her and the lust started to boil.

"A decent room?" She asked, need present in her voice.

"Oh yes," he breathed out as he fully took Cordelia and pinned her to the wall.

"This will be quite, quite lovely" he said as he slid his jacket off, began to fidget with his shirt, and embraced his wonderful, wonderful future.

[jetcat-14]

Peridot Joins a bunch of Discords just to be a troll and call anyone she can Clod...

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Peridot :3

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it lowk annoys me so baddd when people start shipping friends like PLEASE LET THEM BE PLATONIC PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE "LAPIS X PARIDOT" NOOO NOO NOO NOOOO NOOOO NOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LITERALLY FUCK NO (peridot is aroace ALSO THEY JUST DONT MAKE SENSE AS PARTNERS SORRY)

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*Chaos Paridot does not care*

*He retook control of the body dumbass.*

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