#bismuthweek

Ice Carving

@pepperqt / @peppersupreme and I created a figurine of our dear Bismuth for @relatablepicturesof-bismuth‘s Bismuth week! We made her out of fimo clay and painted a bit too, the apron I sewed and it is removable.

💚❤️️💙💛💜 🔨 💪🏿

I did Bismuth Week because I am Bismuth trash and I love my Rainbow Bby!!!

All the love to Bismuth and I eagerly await when(ever) she comes back! XD

Since I can’t make the post I wanted for today, I’ll leave you with some of my headcanons about Bismuth in battle.

Bismuth yells a lot when she fights. In anticipation, to intimidate, with joy as she takes out an enemy, to make sure other Crystal Gems nearby hear her warnings.

She spends time coming up with puns for the battlefield.

She always has other CGs’ backs.

Pearl and Garnet will sometimes consult Bismuth on their next attack strategy.

Rose asks Bismuth to rally the troops before battle because her passion and confidence are so infectious.

Bismuth takes extra care as she crafts weapons and armor for their human allies (because their risk of never returning from the battlefield is so much greater).

She works herself to exhaustion coming up with a weapon that will end the war. She keeps it secret in case none of her plans work out. No one needs anymore false hope.

Bismuth’s quick shapeshifting has gotten her out of more than a few bad scrapes. An enemy that prepares for a hammer’s blow but is hit with the slash of a sword is an enemy with a dissipated form.

Description: The trial of the century is ready to start. But Bismuth has other plans.

Word Count: 605

Rating: G

Bismuth looked around her at the assembled gems. There were agates, quartzes, jades, and even the occasional pearl. Representatives from all three courts were in the wings, and giant jaspers stood on either side of her, daring her to get out of hand. It had been nearly a millennia since Bismuth was on Homeworld, and now there she was, just in time for the trial of the century.

Her trial.

“All rise,” the amethyst at the podium yelled, “the Honorable Judge Eye Agate presiding!”

An orange agate entered the courtroom. Although agates were generally made for management, psychologically keeping the stronger, more durable classes in line, the eye agates had a slightly different purpose. They gave the illusion of fairness. In the Homeworld legal system, they act as judge, jury, and in some cases executioner, their authority overruled only by the Diamonds themselves.

Another cog in the already corrupt Homeworld system. Bismuth wouldn’t have stood were it not for the jaspers pulling her up.

“You may be seated,” the judge ordered. Bismuth, once again, was pushed down. If Bismuth was able, she would have poofed both jaspers as soon as they got near her, but the two guards had her fitted with cuffs encasing both her entire hands before they even entered her cell. Homeworld had thought of everything.

“The charges,” the judge bellowed, “are treason, destruction of property, and conspiracy against the Diamond Authority. How does the defendant plead?”

“Guilty.”

That took the agate by surprise. “Are you not even going to defend yourself?” she asked, incredulously.

Bismuth smiled. “Look,” she said, “I’m sure you put together a bunch of evidence as to why I’m the bad-guy, and why I should be punished, but let’s face it. This trial is a sham. The diamonds want me shattered, and I doubt anything I say to you will change a thing.”

“Well, if you won’t defend yourself then-”

“I wasn’t finished!” Bismuth stood up. The jaspers didn’t stop her. “The only reason I’m here is to tell the assembled that the war is not over! The Crystal Gems still live, and they are on the planet Earth. They have thrived on Earth! So if you have ever wanted to be more than what you were made for, if you have ever felt frustrated at the diamonds looming over you, there is another way! AND IT IS ON EARTH!”

The room erupted. Gems shouting at Bismuth asking what right does she have, pearls trying to calm down their masters, quartzes yelling to shatter the traitor, the entire room was chaos. And Bismuth stood in the middle of it, absorbing it all in.

“SILENCE!!”

At the demand of the judge, the entire room shut their collective mouths. “You plead guilty?” the agate said, “Then face the consequences! Bismuth Facet-10O Cut-CG, I sentence you to a public shattering in two weeks time! Take her away!”

The whole room cheered.

In her youth, Bismuth might have fought back. She might have defended herself. Instead, she walked out of the courtroom, head bowed, and accepted her fate. She would face the shattering head held high, as a Crystal Gem, proud in the fact that she gave Steven a chance to get away.

The jaspers threw Bismuth back into her cell to await execution. As the cuffs were unlocked automatically, however, she noticed something slipped into her cuffs when she was in the courtroom. A key. Specifically, a key to a prison cell. Specifically, a key to HER prison cell.

Bismuth looked up at the jasper, still standing in front of her cell. “Long live the rebellion,” the jasper whispered.

Bismuth Week Day 3: Bismuth on Earth