Note: There would've been eight, but I lost the other four prompts. Characters/friendships/pairings get their own chapter, and this is only for fun and writing character practice.
Since I cannot link where the prompts came from here, feel welcome to message me for a link to the generator. Cross-posted to Tumblr and Ao3.
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Hell:
After Rose's passing, Pearl grieved without words in front of the other Gems as she went about her duties(movements that had become a cheap mimic compared to what they were before) yet her body yelled in withheld sorrows; stiff movements, tight shoulders, head held anywhere but high and tears only falling once she was alone where she could vent her pain to her training hologram; too soon for her to be able to handle seeing Roses. Her smart, beautiful, passionate everything was gone, and what was a simple Pearl without a leader? What was she without her Rose?
Ridicule:
Pearl was defective, it was something she herself could not deny since it was true. And it was not as though other Home World Gems would let her forget either; their dark, taunting words becoming part of a list of things she would carry on in her memories as facts(facts that came terribly close to crushing what self-esteem she had left). Gathering files to be delivered, she went about her set tasks while trying not to think about luck being the only thing having kept her from being replaced and her gem broken like other defective ones had.
Sparkling:
Garnet(and by extension Ruby and Sapphire) was so very proud of Pearl. It had taken her so much longer than Ruby and Sapphire had taken to figure themselves out, but the shorter Gem had at long last gone from being 'just a Pearl' to one that showed confidence in her movements, given orders with a true, clear voice, an untapped strength just waiting to be shown and no longer being held back by her own lack of security of what she was. She was no longer a defective Pearl from Home World, rather a loved Crystal Gem on Earth.
Broom:
Pearl would never admit this out loud but Greg had been correct when he told them Steven could be a handful. Steven was only a five year old human, yet could be as tiring to look after as returning from a somewhat difficult battle. He'd track dirt around the house, left clothes and food around & day after day Pearl would clean up those messes. Laundry folded to be put up, food remains in the garbage, dirt swept away. It was a calming thing to have a way to bring some order to the chaos Steven brought into her life.