Sburb is a game of many secrets that appears in many worlds. It has been played by trolls, humans, and cherubs, and now is going to be played by twelve (give or take) gems. Note: The story will have non-lemon versions on both an alt FF account (webhead11233) and an AO3 (Karwin).

Basically coming back from the dead - coming back from space - was going to raise some questions. Questions he had to be careful with answering, because they might not take it as well as the gems did. That being said, he was determined to get through this. He needed to get through this. / Part 8! Post-IARQ story. (Will have multiple chapters, not the sequel )

Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting! Right there where you left it, lying upside-down. When you finally find it, you'll see how it's faded. The underside is lighter when you turn it around. Everything stays, right where you left it. Everything stays, but it still changes. Ever so slightly, daily and nightly, in little ways, when everything stays. (Spinel Songfic)

The world was frighteningly numb right then. His mind was too far gone to register anything. But he did know that that was what he'd come here for, what he picked up the bottle for. / Set between Prickly Pair and In Dreams. Steven gets fed up with his emotions, decides to take the edge off. (TW: Underage Drinking/Alcohol Abuse)

"You know me too well," Lemon Lime sighed after a moment. He might know her better than she knew herself, but that definitely went both ways with the two of them, as it had always been. / Part 7! Post-IARQ one-shot.

They stuck their tongue out and smirked down at their reflection. "Heya, good lookin'. Come here often?" / Part 6! Post-IARQ one-shot.

"That's what… friends do, right?" Berry grimaced, closing her eyes. "They change each other. That's… what those influences are. Those people that come into our lives, whether it be for years, or whether it be for just a moment in time. Those are friends, and they change us all." / Part 5 ! Post-IARQ one-shot.

"I'm sorry…" He mumbled into the silence, into the empty, hollow barn. "I'm so sorry." / Part 4! Post-IARQ one-shot.

Steven steadied himself with another breath. "Mind if I join you?" / Part 3! Post-IARQ one-shot.

He'd always wanted to be better than her, always wanted to leave his own legacy, leave his own mark; and he had, and that mark was currently embedded on Jasper's face, in the form of a broken horn and a scar across the eye. (TW: Self-harm/suicide attempt) (Cover drawn by rubinaitoart) (Previously titled "I'm Not Good At All".)