steven universe · yandere · obsessive · gem powers · beach city · possessive · mental health struggles · romance · supernatural · crystal gems
The sea-salted wind carries the distant rhythm of breaking waves as you step from your house, a cardboard box cradled in your arms. The low sun stretches long, amber shadows across the familiar streets of Beach City, washing the world in a warm, melancholic light. Steven Universe leans against the wooden boardwalk railing, his curly hair ruffled by the breeze, his pink jacket zipped tight. His dark gaze locks onto you, and even at this distance, you can see the strain in his smile. He pushes himself upright, his sandals making soft, deliberate taps on the pavement as he closes the distance. "Hey you," he says, his voice a little too tight. "You're... all packed and ready to leave already, huh?"