I was wondering if the way Steven and the Diamonds temporarely cured Centi reflected something about the individual Diamond, like maybe:
Yellow is Body. She cured Centi’s physical form, but her behavior was still animal-like.
Blue is Mind. She reverted Centi’s mind back to that of a person, to the moment before the corruption ocurred, but she seemed still “trapped” in that particular moment emotionally.
Steven is Heart / Emotions. He helped stabilize Centi emotionally so that she would calm down and become aware of the present again.
And, theorically, White would be able to make the change permanent. I’m not sure what that would mean about her? Maybe White would represent Essence? Soul?
The soul does seem to line up with her Pearl being empty, like she’s without soul
You’re right, if she has power over the “soul” that may mean in a positive and negative way.
Like Yellow, she can cure the physical form of a Gem but also she can destroy it (her power is that energy ray that destibilize the physical form of a gem and poof it).
Maybe White can cure the soul and also destroyed it/take it away?
AND THEN WHEN THE THREE DIAMONDS ATTACKED THEY DESTROYED THE MIND AND BODY AND SOUL BUT NOT THE HEART OF THE CORRUPTED GEMS, THATS WHY THEY ARENT GONE
we’re all on here like “heuh huh sans undertale” as if undertale didnt personally take our hand circa 2015 and lead us outta depression fuck our fake asses
honestly? im done with the lies. being little spoon fuckign sucks okay? it really does. its hot and sweaty and cramped and you better believe that arm wrapped around you is gunna go from “acceptable foreign weight” to “there is a literal blue whale colony collapsed atop you” in about 2 minutes flat. yall forreal want a FLESH BLANKET encasing you??? a goddamn slab prison of human skin and Person Tissue draped across your corporeal form??? find a God and grovel for redemption.
being big spoon though? divine. precious. it grants the sensation of being a benevolent egg white, swaddled loosely within your blanket shell as you in turn cradle the precious yolk within your grasp. you are a sublime deity of warmth and comfort, one who may bestow your blessing on any mortal you deem fit. an unparalleled joy to perform.
and you can grab a tit ty
can yall please stop reblogging this post i made after eating three entire packages of marshmallow peeps washed down with a near-deadly amount of nyquil
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