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sorry i have been absent, guys. i’ve been neurodivergent abt nar/uto lately
the urge to make a sideblog for a swablu that does nothing but land on people’s heads
@rarestones is pulling Ree away from a fight (accepting!)
“— hey! Lemme go!”
Ree struggles, initially, but — when they see that it’s Steven holding their wrist back, they drop their other fist, as the other kids retreat. Ree scoffs, eyes narrow, before kicking at a cloud of dirt with their sneaker.
“… I was handlin’ it. You didn’t have to come swoop in.”
"oh? would you have preferred to handle things yourself?” steven releases his grip on ree’s fist and crosses his arms, a bemused expression on his face.
“i admit that i did not catch the entire exchange, but it’s usually a fair bet to guess that the best resolution to a situation is one that does not involve fists.” he cocks his head to one side. his gaze flits to the fleeting figures of ree’s antagonists and then back to ree.
“do you want to talk about what happened?”
they make a face.
“No way,” they say, crossing their arms in return. Ree looks away, pointedly down, and wonders if they could sink into the ground right now.
“Some of us talk with our fists, anyway. It wasn’t like we were gonna break each others faces.”
… not on purpose, anyway.
“Did you come all the way to Alola just to scold me about fightin other people?”
“oh? yes, i suppose i didn’t tell anyone i was coming. as it happens, i’m on vacation.” with a grin, steven reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pamphlet detailing the most interesting spots in alola.
“alola’s fascinating, don’t you think? i’ve perused two of the islands so far. you wouldn’t believe the rocks you can find here.” if one was to look closely, they might notice lumps in the pockets of steven’s suit jacket.
“ah, but i’m getting off topic. i know i don’t have to tell you, but on the chance you’ve forgotten, picking fights is a good way to get yourself hurt. what did they do to justify your fists?”
@rarestones is pulling Ree away from a fight (accepting!)
“— hey! Lemme go!”
Ree struggles, initially, but — when they see that it’s Steven holding their wrist back, they drop their other fist, as the other kids retreat. Ree scoffs, eyes narrow, before kicking at a cloud of dirt with their sneaker.
“… I was handlin’ it. You didn’t have to come swoop in.”
"oh? would you have preferred to handle things yourself?” steven releases his grip on ree’s fist and crosses his arms, a bemused expression on his face.
“i admit that i did not catch the entire exchange, but it’s usually a fair bet to guess that the best resolution to a situation is one that does not involve fists.” he cocks his head to one side. his gaze flits to the fleeting figures of ree’s antagonists and then back to ree.
“do you want to talk about what happened?”
wouldn’t it be so sexy and cool of me to shove steven into the rift
guys please I don’t have remote passes —
ah. wormholes. that’s a new one.
unprompted asks. // always accepting.
. . . what money?
things it didn’t occur to me that i needed: kid steven content
filed on today's episode of "apple does stevencore things": ranting about the mining claims in colorado
nobody:
not a soul:
steven: *licks a rock*
i wanna highlight the minor changes that came with me coming back. or maybe summarize would be a better word. anyway, here they are:
i am not getting involved in drama in any form. it's not good for me.
i am going to try to keep a healthier relationship with this hobby this time around. instead of getting obsessed and attached, i'm going to keep a healthy distance. to that effect, i am going to try to keep my activity relatively low as i ease back in.
that's pretty much it, honestly. just setting necessary boundaries to keep this a fun experience instead of something that actively upsets me.
@chounaifu asked:
"What if we both ate a rare candy."
dash nonsense. // always accepting.
❝ . . . ' what ' indeed. ❞ he is holding up a rare candy, examining it thoughtfully. ❝ and what if you dared me to do it? there is no guarantee that i would, you know. ❞
<- has definitely eaten a rare candy before.
<- would do it again on a dare, with poison control on standby
<- has definitely eaten a rare candy before.
in terms of rizz: we have no rizz.