Steven Universe Drawing Style Novels & Stories

It was precisely because Steve's realm was completely incomparable with the group of monsters equivalent to Heavenly Spirit Realm that everyone did not take him too seriously from the beginning. In everyone's mind, he was at most a human cultivator, and he played a role in communication. However, when all the demons looked desperate, Steve showed an utterly different viciousness.

I had my answer, but I wanted him to confirm it by telling me the definition of a mate in his world. Maybe it’s different in my world. “A mate is…” Steven put his hand on my chin. I was kneeling in front of him. His body, possessed with a great physique, intimidated me. He looked so dangerous now that his wounds were healing. He could kill me any time if he wants. Steven pulled the back of my hair so that he could gain access to my lips. I gasped when he did that. Was he going to kiss me? To my disappointment, his lips didn't touch mine. His lips felt like a feather on my jawline while he trailed them on it.

Steven hide his face in his chest that's why he can't see what's Leon expression right now. "C-Can we just get all my things?" He said to subdue the tension between the two. He look at Leon to ask him to help him hopefully but he got stiffened when he saw his face. Leon's dark expression and the eyes with full of fire is... Scary. "Baby, why do you go to your room first?" The sweet voice of Steven make him to look at him. Steven is smiling while stroking his hair. "I just have to talk to your friend and we'll follow you after." He said again.

Adriel teased. Steven smiled slightly but said nothing. "Oh, so now you're playing hard to get? Fine, I will pry it out of you. Is it the color? The design? What's wrong with it?" Adriel asked, pretending to be exasperated. Steven's smile grew wider, but he still did not say a word. "Steven, you're killing me! Weren't you just a relationship coach to me a day ago and now you're mute? Just give me a nod or a shake of your head. Anything!"

Steva laughed and a few strands from her bun fell onto her face making her look more beautiful. Steven couldn’t help but stare at her face in admiration, “Come, let’s go inside.” Steva led him the way and soon she started teaching him the basic techniques of arts. Steven started taking interest in learning and in two months, he was able to draw things himself. The first drawing he made was of a woman sitting on a beach. This is where he had seen Steva for the first time, sitting alone lost in her thoughts, she looked divine in that white dress. Steven stared at her for a long time trying to capture this memory in his mind and at last, he succeeded.

Eva offered. “ You can help Steven out” She added. “Of course……Not happening” Yan and Steven replied at the same time. “ Her drawing is different from Zhichoa” Steven said. “Actually Aunt, Steven is right. Zhichoa requires high standard cartoonist and am nothing more than a college student, I can never match up to their standard” Yan replied glaring at Steven who kicked her leg under the table, signaling her to keep shut. “ What do your drawing normally focus on?” Mrs. Eva asked.

As for Steven, curiously he looked more like Glen than his own son, he too was built like a Greek God of the legends of her world. He had short black hair, he was hansome and he had a mysterious gaze that would have allowed him to be a model without any problem in her world. But that wasn't what attracted her the most about him, this mysterious young man who must have been just 20 years old hadn’t taken his eyes off her since he had entered the room and his eyes were a color she had never seen before. They were the same color as her favorite semi-precious stones, amethysts.

Rachel's POV Steven laughed quietly while telling a story about one of the people who collect his art. This guy offered a way low price for one of Stevens paintings. "He thought I was still in school and needed people to like my work," Steven said in a way. I smiled at him. "So what did you say to the guy?" "I told him it was okay. Not everyone likes art,” Steven said. He sounded calm. I could tell he was pretty sure of himself. Steven knows what he is worth. He does not need to get all worked up to prove it.

Steven said. “Call it whatever you want, Steven. I designed human emotions, and only I truly understand how they work. I can see far beyond what your mortal eyes can perceive. I do not have to explain my reasons to you at all. If you feel too big to believe me, then that's on you,” Lunaris said. “Whatever. If you'll excuse me, I'd like to return to my work,” Steven said. “Why do you really despise me so much, Steven? Is it really because I almost caused the end of the world? Or is it because I took Gabriella's body?” Lunaris asked, leaning forward.

"There's so much to see and do in this city, and it's always better to have someone to share it with." Steven is a tall, athletic-looking guy with short, dark hair and bright blue eyes that seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. He had a strong jawline and a friendly smile that instantly put Larisa at ease.