gem / stone

alright i’m am moving steven onto my multimuse blog!

i hope that this will help me to be more comfortable instead of spreading myself thin over several different blogs. please keep in the mind that the multimuse is multifandom!

so what is going to happen? nothing much actually.

i am keeping all my threads and all my ships with you if we’re mutuals again!

i’m going to follow my mutuals here and if you follow me back then i’ll happily just pick things up where we left off. so feel free to check my blog out and see for yourself whether that’s something you’d like to follow.

my new place to stay is over here at illunaris.

ps:

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          The fear radiating from within the gift box was unsettling. Not quite a tremble, but a sinking━━ quick  s i n k i n g  feeling.

          ━━ Up my alley… haa great.

          Sentiment understood, there was a new, tiny, worry forming in the back of Matsuba’s mind. Was this going to happen every time? Steven wasn’t necessarily wrong… But he had enough on his plate with Kakyu, Mimiya, and Yasu. Another troublesome ghost would━━

          ❛ She wasn’t wrong. ❜ He can feel the presence, yet…  when the top of the gift box is removed, nothing seems out of the ordinary. It’s beautiful, that much is clear on the mystic’s face.

          Hands are gentle, as if the mended  c r a c k s  will simply fall apart again if he isn’t. But that’s far from the reason. There’s something just as fragile, scared, hidden away in one of cups. Another momentary glance is given to Steven. A half smile━( thankful and conveying the appreciation for the gift )━graces Matsuba’s face.

          The worry comes straight back, once he looks away.

          ❛ Come on out… ❜ Soft words. What one would speak to a frightened Growlithe’s pup or a Meowth’s kitten. Ghosts deserved the same tenderness. Kindness, too. ❛ You are safe here. ❜

Steven had caught the glance and understood. Despite the hassle they’re having right now, Matsuba wasn’t unhappy about the gift. Phew.

He watched the other handle the porcelaine with so much care, Steven wished Matsuba would touch him that way too. Maybe someday he’d be deserving of that kind of gentle treatment? He watched Matsuba coax something out, silver blue eyes squinting to make sure he wasn’t missing anything.

At first he opens the message like he always would. Then, he spots the first hint of bare skin and closes the message so fast, his entire phone almost slips out of his hand and onto the floor. Which would have been a problem, since the noise would have drawn the attention of the other managers sitting around the table right now, discussing something marketing related.

Really..does Hayato have special powers or was it just a coincidence he managed to send Steven a nude right during a company jour fixe? Steven just hopes his face is not giving his excitement and embarrassment away, but it felt a little hot. He cleared his throat and put his phone into the pocket of his suit. “If you excuse me, I need to get myself a cup of water.”

He just wanted to get out of that stuffy atmosphere and look at naked Hayato in peace. Somewhere where he can get flustered without looking like he got a fever.

“Been wearing one of these terrible yellow helmets.” He chuckled at her offer and sat down on a chair to let Roxanne brush him. “Thank you. I wish my hair looked half as good as yours always does.” He needed a shower too, so he was glad Roxanne helped him look presentable when he was on his way back to his house.

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“I’m sorry I couldn’t afford to get you anything nice, Steven…” He’s holding a plate of chocolate truffles in hand. It’s a rather humble offering, but he hopes that something handmade and tasty will be enough for his boyfriend. “But I did make you something! When I had a family we always made treats for the people we loved during the holiday season—it’s one of the better memories I have of that time. I was hoping to continue the tradition with you…that is, well, if you don’t mind?” His smile is hesitant. Oh, he hopes Steven won’t reject him. 

“You must be joking.” What would you possibly get a man who can get anything he wanted? To try the money route would be a lost battle from the very start. People seemed to think it was the only way though, when the trick was fairly easy. Alejandro, thanks to his family’s tradition, has figured it out. Get Steven something personal, something self-made and heartfelt that can’t be bought. “This is the best gift ever, darling. The chocolate looks absolutely delicious, you’re so talented.” 

It was sad to hear Ale say ‘when I had a family’. It’s okay, Steven was his family now. “A wonderful tradition. Thank you for sharing it with me.” One arm curled around Ale’s waist while his other hand took a piece and popped it right into his mouth. “Mmhh.” The pleasure exploding on his taste buds was mirrored all over his face. “Delicious.” He kissed Alejandro’s lips, sharing the sweet taste with him. “Of course, kissing you tastes even sweeter.”