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chained-sweater · 4 months
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Ponyboy: Soda...why're you naked?
Sodapop: Um...I have no clothes?
Ponyboy: *opening the closet* Of course you do! Ya got jeans, flannels, t-shirts—hey Steve—plently o' socks...
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Happy birthday to Steve!! one of the silliest greasers in the silliest gang
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chillyfrys · 6 months
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Soda: “so.. me and Steve are having a baby” 😁
Johnny: “what? How ar-“
Steve slamming adoption papers on the table: “It's you, sign here” 😊
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Could you do some modern day Soda headcanons please? I love him so much and I love your blog so much soooooo….
Ok so soda is tricky for me to write but I tried my best!!!
Modern Au Sodapop Headcanons
-Drinks every single energy drink imaginable. Rockstar? Like its water. Prime? For the plot. 5 hour energy? He’ll down it in five seconds. Darry is HORRIFIED.
-Is pretty enough he’s one of those people who becomes moderately famous on TikTok without having to really do much. His followers notice he’s always talking to someone off camera, and they’re desperate to find out who it is, but Soda only ever responds to comments with ‘oh that’s just Stevie, he doesn’t like TikTok’.
-Soda’s followers have a lot of theories about this ‘Stevie’. Soda is weirdly tight lipped about him, despite the fact he often breaks off mid rant in videos to talk to him. There’s also the fact that the rest of the gang is often around/in the background of videos, but the mysterious ‘Stevie’ never appears. (okok I’ll stop here before this becomes a Stevepop social media au)
-Regularly forgets to take his ADHD meds and Darry often has to remind him
-Would either have a hockey flow or a mullet (whatever y’all think, personally I think modern Soda with a hockey flow tracks with his character)
-One of those people who loves horror movies but is also completely terrified of even the dumbest ones and has to sleep with the lights on for weeks afterwards. Steve makes fun of him for it, but will also stay up on the phone with him if Soda watches one by himself and freaks himself out
-Has a million fidget spinners because they actually help him focus on stuff when he needs to
-Soda in modern AU wouldn’t call Ponyboy ‘kid brother’ as a nickname (don’t get me wrong, I love it but Ive never heard it used irl). Instead, I think him and Darry (and thus the rest of the gang) refer to Pony as ‘shrimp’ and Ponyboy absolutely hates it  “where’s the shrimp” “he’s has track practice ‘till four, you of all people should know that Dar” (brought to you by me and my interactions with my own little brothers)
-The whole gang is super into video games, but Soda is kind of shit at them and lowkey grumpy about it
-Every teacher he’s ever had has done that thing where they expect him to be exactly like his older sibling, and therefore expect him to be a model student like Darry, and every time they are proven entirely wrong. By the time the same teachers see Ponyboy’s name on their class lists they’re terrified of what to expect
-He definitely had that horrible middle school boy stage where he just reeked of axe body spray and BO before he figured out proper hygiene
-Every two weeks him and Steve end up doing some sort of YouTube deep dive where they end up being convinced of some sort of wild conspiracy theory that Ponyboy and sometimes Darry have to spend three hours talking them out of
-Uses far too many emojis in texts
-He had a pet hamster once and you know that thing died in the most horrendous way imaginable. Two-bit probably farted into the cage at one point as a joke and the poor thing asphyxiated to death or some shit like that
-He’s that kid in group projects who does nothing and tanks the presentation for everyone by mispronouncing half the words on the slides some other group member made for him
-Him and Steve are so inseparable that when they’re not together people will be like ‘where’s your boyfriend’ and he just answers without thinking before flushing really hard and sputtering a bit. 
-One of those people that casually catches snakes with his bare hands. Steve HATES it and Ponyboy is TERRIFIED of snakes so he gets in trouble with Darry if he does it too often or brings them near the house
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xthe-outsidersx · 9 months
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*playing twister*
Ponyboy: Right hand red.
Steve: *ends up on top of Sodapop*
Sodapop: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?
Ponyboy: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.
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blueberyboy · 4 months
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Soda and Steve. Bisexual silly guys. I love them.
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notasomp · 6 months
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ranking outsiders ships
(DISCLAIMER: this doesn’t include the Shepards)
1= horrible
10= perfect
Ponyboy x Johnny - 10. i know SE said it wasn’t canon but IT’S SUCH A GOOD SHIP! JUST LOOK AT THEM
Sodapop x Steve - also 10. this is literally one of my favorite ships of all fandoms, and the fan fiction is SO GOOD
Dally x Johnny - 5. it’s okay, but i personally don’t ship it
Two-Bit x Marcia - 10. i really think they would be perfect for each other
Ponyboy x Cherry -0. sorry, i just think the way she treated him was terrible
Darry x Dally - 4. it’s not horrible, but i can’t really see it. also the maturity gap
Sodapop x Sandy - 0. sandy is an asshole and soda deserved way better
Steve x Evie - 5. evie seems okay but we don’t really see much of her so idk what to think about it
Sodapop x Johnny - 4. it’s a pretty rare ship, and imo i can’t really see them together
Ponyboy x Dally - 1. this is really weird because of the age gap and just because they aren’t really that close
Two-Bit x Dally- 4. it’s alright
Two-Bit x Darry- 2. i just don’t see it
Ponyboy x Steve- 1. age gap, plus the fact that they don’t really like each other
Ponyboy x Sodapop- 0. WHAT THE FUCK. IF YOU SHIP THIS YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING
Any other Curtis brother x brother ship- 0. GET IT AWAY GET IT AWAY
Two-Bit x Ponyboy- 0. PONY IS A CHILD
Ponyboy x everyone (polycule)- 0. made the mistake of reading a one-shot of this shit and now i’m traumatized for life
anyways that’s all i can remember rn sorry if i missed a ship
feel free to leave opinions!
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lemons-bittersweet · 8 months
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Steve: SAY YOUR SORRY
Ponyboy: IM SORRY
Steve: FOR WHAT
Ponyboy: FOR SAYING YOUR AGGRESSIVE IM SORRY
Ponyboy: SODAPOP HELP ME GET YOUR BOYFRIEND OFF OF ME 😭😭😭😭
Sodapop & Johnny: Wtf
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stevxiee · 22 days
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𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 - 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗽𝗼𝗽
✿༺ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘅 ༻✿
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➵ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗌. 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝗌. 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾
➵ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌. 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒.
➵ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗈𝖻𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗋
➵ 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 𝟣.𝟢𝗄
𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋
✿ ༺ ✿ ༺ ✿ ༺ ✿ ༺ ✿ ༻ ✿ ༻ ✿ ༻ ✿ ༻ ✿
𝗦𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃
𝖢𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉. 𝖤𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆, 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾 - 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉. 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾.
𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌, 𝖺 𝗍-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍, 𝖨 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗇𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 - 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽. 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖢𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌'. 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗉𝗌𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗒. 𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖨 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺’𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍. 𝖨𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝟣𝟢 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖯𝗈𝗇𝗒𝖻𝗈𝗒, 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗉, 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋. 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺’𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽. 𝖳𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾.
“𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉.” 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾.
“𝖫𝖾𝗍’𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝖺𝗁𝖺!” 𝖨 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖽, 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄.
𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗂𝗀, 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺. 𝖶𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽. 𝖨 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌. 𝖧o𝗐 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.
𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍, 𝗐𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗉. 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈, 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖨 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖼 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇.
“𝖲𝗈,” 𝖧𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇, “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗐 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌.
“𝖢𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝖺.” 𝖨 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒, 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋. 𝖨’𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌. 𝖨’𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗈𝗎𝗌. 𝖨 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾.
“𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋,” 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽. “𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈,” 𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄, “𝖢𝗈𝗅𝖽.” 𝖤𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗍.
“𝖧𝖾𝗋𝖾,” 𝖨 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌, “𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉!” 𝖶𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌. 𝖡𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗉 𝖢𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖽. 𝖧𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒, 𝗉𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗀, 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇.
𝖶𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖲𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗒, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝖼𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖫𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽.
“𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍,” 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾, 𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉𝗅𝗒, “𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖨 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝖨 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗄𝖺-𝖽𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋-” 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁.
“𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝗒,” 𝖨 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒, “𝖸𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝖺𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍!”
“𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾.” 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽.
“𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄.” 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒, 𝖨 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒.
“𝖥𝖠𝖦𝖦𝖮𝖳𝖲!” 𝖠 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌. 𝖢𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗁𝗈𝗅.
“𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄!” 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝖾.
“𝖦𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗌!” 𝖨 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗉𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇?” 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗌.
“𝖢𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇.”
𝖶𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋. 𝖨 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋, 𝖨’𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗄. 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺. 𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝖽𝗄𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍. 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖨’𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖳𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗂𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋.
“𝖧𝖾𝗒 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾,” 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌- “𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾?” 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽. 𝖨 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽.
𝖢𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇. 𝖠𝖽𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾. 𝖨𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾, ����’𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗐. 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.
“𝖸’𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾,” 𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽, “𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾.” 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, “𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌.”
“𝖲𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 ‘𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉’ 𝗁𝗎𝗁.” 𝖨 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖾.
“𝖲𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺.” 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝖾’𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽. 𝖨 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌.
“𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗆’.” 𝖨 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖲𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖨’𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀.
𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾.
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prince-of-elsinore · 6 months
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1 am thought: soda/sandy and steve/evie all going at it together (in the same car or on the same bed) and evie suggests she and sandy try kissing the other's boyfriend, and then they move on to kissing and touching each other and then in the heat of the moment soda and steve end up making out too. they never speak of it again and soda's not sure if it's because steve doesn't think it meant anything or because he's even more embarrassed than soda
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chained-sweater · 5 months
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Johnny: *sees Soda sitting on Steve's lap*
Johnny: *turning to Ponyboy* How come we don't do stuff like that?
Ponyboy: *pulls Johnny to sit on his lap* Happy?
Johnny: *nuzzles his face into Pony's neck* Very.
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Portrait of Steve Randle-happy birthday again!!
@urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites i ❤️ Steve Randle, he may be an undeveloped character but I love him
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chillyfrys · 1 month
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Soda: “Hey Stevie what do you want for your birthday?”
Steve: “I already have all that I want right here.”*Hugs Soda*
Soda: “Awww!”
Steve: “....”
Steve: “i lied.”
Soda: “I know.”
Steve: “I want food.”
Soda: “I know.”
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orange-juice-record · 2 years
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Just some soft Stevepop
Steve’s hand on Sodas hip was natural at this point. When the two boys found themselves standing next to each other it was there. Movie nights with the gang and they were sitting together, there was Steve’s hand. However, if you asked Soda the best times Steve held his hip was when they baked together. Steve would do that classic reaching above him from behind to grab a measuring jug or another bag of flour and grip his hip while simultaneously pushing himself against Soda. Steve and Soda were surprisingly domestic in the kitchen. Hand towels over the shoulder, music on the radio. It was like their safe haven in a world that didn’t yet accept them. It was their time to truly feel that they were ok and that their love was strong. And Darry sure as hell didn’t mind if it meant him getting a night off cooking.
Thx @icemavschild for the prompt :)
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canonickero · 24 days
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Steve Randle protecting the goods
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maegelletargaryen · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Outsiders (1983), The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Underage Relationships: Sodapop Curtis/Steve Randle, Sodapop Curtis/Sandy, Evie/Steve Randle Characters: Sodapop Curtis, Steve Randle, Sandy (The Outsiders), Evie (The Outsiders), Greasers (The Outsiders) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Practice Kissing, First Kiss, Mutual Pining, Jealous Steve, Banter, Friends to Lovers, the girls are only mentioned in this sorry, Not Beta Read Summary:
“You gotta learn how to kiss, pal. For your date with Sandy.”
Soda looked at Steve sideways for a few seconds, then laughed. “And who’s gonna teach me? You?”
“Yeah."
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