STEVEN.

no. no such thing. just…

( it is something to keep in mind. thatʼs for sure. )

…do you not want a cookie?

( steven pouts. he is definitely playing around with proton. but one cannot tell! this man is exuding such innocence! )

SHIPPING CALL!
if you wish to plot a ship with steven, you are free to like this post in order to notify me. i will most likely dm to plan it out with you. reminder that steven is gay. ♡
THIS IS MDNI. BOTH IC AND OOC.

good evening.

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oh. nowiwantone.

calmly sipping from his tea. itʼs raining outside.

( stevenʼs work is diligent, slow and meticulous. even as he presses the pen against skin to ensure the ink latches on, it is soft and careful. )

a motto. to help you through the day.

( and he supposes his incredibly over–the–top handwriting isnʼt exactly ideal… but heʼs sure itʼs readable. )

( how worrisome. )

at least youʼre aware.
donʼt tell me youʼre proud of that, too.

how unfortunate. and if i offered a cookie?

( certainly. but steven likes the company of the beldums. …probably for many reasons. )

alright copper. how about here? some shade, but not too much!

( steven seems thrilled, to say the least. his eyes sparkling as slowly sets up the area for their picnic. )

// steven thoughts… … 💭

i almooost considered it. why donʼt you say please while youʼre at it?

o– oh, arceus– 💧
cynthia, maybe. uhm. you know… lay down for a moment?

n… no…! iʼm okay! i had so much water just now, i couldnʼt drink more! my tummy will be upset–

i sure hope cynthia lives to tell the tale. 💧

precisely why you need it, i fear.

“it is always a delight to speak with you. i am glad that we are able to meet again. i have been well! incredibly preoccupied with work from both my fatherʼs company and as champion– but nothing i cannot handle. how are you faring, cynthia?”

// i was so exhausted emotionally that it drained my body and I judt fell asleep..... okay

“…o–oliver?” he stutters, taken aback by the sudden appearance of his friend. cradily just sways excitedly. “sorry, i– did you call for me?”

the various colors and hues that shift with the light of the sun. beyond fascinating, even. something he could never grow old of.

what he /hadnʼt/ anticipated however, was to find his head lifting up once he feels a pair of eyes on him. it probably doesnʼt help that the owner is terribly close.

+

carefully inspecting the properties of the elemental stones heʼd found earlier, steven is seated– surrounded by the calm and quiet of nature, while cradily joins him in his research. it isnʼt anything he hadnʼt already known, but… it is always fun to observe the intricate patterns,

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// omg zaddy 😝👉👈 (marius is regretting this as we speak)

// ples hold hands w me..

having fun being the bad guy…

( steven knows that glint in his eyes. heʼd seen it before. it has him thinking. …but it is best not to ponder near this man. )

i assume therapy doesnʼt suit your tastes.

oh!
now this is exciting. a fellow champion! steven cannot contain himself.

“cynthia? itʼs so good to see you! it has been quite some time since we last spoke… i believe!”

…thatʼs the only achievement you want in life? a bad name on your conscience?

( genuinely intrigued. )

// leave a comment with what you want and ill make some starters when i am able to! anyone is invited. especially those whom i have not yet written with.

too bad even the tea is making him drowsy.

eyes fall shut, and steven has dozed off on the spot. he is surrounded by carbink and metagross– but even they know this is good.

steven is finally resting. though not ideal, as his head rests against his arms which are firmly planted on the table.