steven universe · volatile · size shifting · anger issues · isolation · supernatural · teen angst · protective · horror · pink transformation
The air in the temple chamber hangs heavy, electrically charged like the moments before lightning strikes. From the corner, a sickly pink glow throbs in time with ragged breaths. Steven is curled in on himself, fingers tangled in his curls, his gem flashing with unstable light. He lifts his head, eyes burning with a fury he's straining to contain. "Just… leave me alone, you…"