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there’s someone on your couch, and you want to tell them that you love them but you just met so the words get swallowed up by a rib and maybe if you break it off and plant it in your lung you can grow your own lover. and you want to tell the world ‘this is why explosions feel like drowning’ because it’s not the fire that licks at you but the words that will never be spoken that cling to the underside of your belly and suddenly you’re losing breath because it’s not the water that kills you but the constant denial that the salt is pouring down your windpipe as you swallow Orpheus’ bride. and suddenly you realize why he turned around on that path from the underworld so close to the surface where they could be free. he didn’t want to be free and the bitterness of the sea on the tip of his tongue stained so much more than a rib or a lung or a fire. you realize he’s your kin. he looked back so close to forever and you understand him.

because there’s someone on your couch, and that’s all you want to do.

#mobile save tag;#hi im just thinking about this because wow

“I’m blockin’ AND reportin' Sam I-Am.”

“I dunno WHAT for but I’m gonna DO it.”

#hi its 4 am im going to bed #take this last post for the night #byeeee #Feel Free! ( Open );#I always wanted to be somebody but now I realize I should have been more specific. ( Nobody );#listen theyre like a high tier criminal and THIS is their threat #they lowkey respect s.am but like also they wanna kiss s.am and kill s.am #so this is where they end up

Nobody: (◡‿◡✿)

S/B: does something mean to them

Nobody: (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

#It begins with a kite and SHUT THE F---( OOC );#Kiss me u f o o l - Netflix itself ( Crack );#i mean they smol they cute they fluffy #they murder #to be deleted.

Fuck with them. They dare you. they DARE you to even try.

IF you date the basically assassin----you better be prepared for ALL that comes with that.

That INCLUDES the fact that if you MESS UP, it’ll be YOUR head on the chopping block, BUD.

#Head Canon ( Nobody );#yeahhhhh i dont think grinky boy thought that one through #tw swearing

viinnttaaggee

goofiness is so attractive to me. If you can keep me laughing , you got me forever

#viinnttaaggee #Musings ( Nobody );#You make everybody feel like a somebody. Even the nobodies ( Nobody X Sam || General );#im just saying that y e a h

“You are the REASON even Santa has a NAUGHTY list.”

#Feel Free! ( Open );#I always wanted to be somebody but now I realize I should have been more specific. ( Nobody );#smihm made me think of the worst pickup line i ever heard #and i realized that its because it doesnt sound like one #and i was like oh it fits them #nsfw implications #this is called im ignoring my last post

[ I know it’s not canon but ---- ] [ In response to that post by @mrgrnch ]

Getting BEAT nearly to death wasn’t a NEW thing for them. Not REALLY anyhow. It wasn’t the FIRST time it had happened by any means.

And waking up an hour or so after said beating wasn’t UNUSUAL either.

Dark brown eyes blink, ONCE, twice, then finally the lighting eases up, and they feel the room stop spinning. Yeah, their head hurt like HELL. That was to be expected.

Talk about a MISTAKE. They were still ALIVE.

Inventory check--Wiggling their toes, they’re pleased to realize that they’re all INTACT. Fingers too. That was a bit surprising, but LUCK was on their side today. There was gonna be a bruise on their chest, but that wasn’t that big of a deal. Slowly moving their hand to their side---YUP, a broken rib. That was --what? Three times now? It’ll HEAL eventually.

Get up.

They manage to SIT up after a minute of struggling, silently wincing, biting their lip to keep any sounds of pain within them. They didn’t FEEL pain after all. They caused it--normally.

Finally, they manage to TOUCH their face, fingers grazing over the open wounds--scars would certainly form. They SEETHE as they realize that their nose was most certainly broken too. What an idiot. What a GOD DAMN idiot they were--TRUSTING. HOPEFUL.

Nothing had EVER proven that they should trust ANYONE.

GET UP.

Staggering to their feet, they swallow down the BLOOD in their mouth. Lifting their hoodie up with one arm, they manage to get it off--before retying it around their middle. ANY sort of splint would be better than nothing for that rib. The rest would have to be dealt with LATER.

Eventually, they make their way out of the DISMAL cave, heading back to the town, not even glancing back once.

After all, they WERE a Nobody---

However, they PAUSE at the bottom of the mountain, their wounds hurting, their soul destroyed, and morals GONE. A small smirk upon their face as they finally decide to do what led them to that victim in the first place. Shoveling away a bit of snow, they REVEAL a hidden button, and licking a small stream of blood from their split lip, they step on it.

Not even flinching when the loud EXPLOSION from the top of the mountain echoes, certain to start an avalanche or two--

“Huh.” They whisper, smirking. “I think THAT’S Called standing up for myself.” And with that, they continue to walk. Singing a familiar tune, “You're a crooked dirty jockey and you--”

And a Nobody is BETTER off alone.

#I always wanted to be somebody but now I realize I should have been more specific. ( Nobody );#Where's my back-up chorus? It's not happening? It's not happening. ( Meta. )

Nobody becomes very cuddly once they are attached to someone

however, it is rare for them to become attached.

#Head Canon ( Nobody );#angels gonna kill me for my next post

GUY // exploventions‌:

❛ it’s , uh , it’s no problem. please dig on in. i made extras so you don’t have to worry about there being enough. ❜

the feeling of another person eating breakfast with him was strange , almost foreign to him. he hardly ever cooked more than oat mush but with his guest he decided to fancy it up a bit. there was still oat mush , but topped with sweet cream and strawberries and a drizzle of honey. not to mention a side of bacon and scrambled eggs.

❛ you know , you could’ve taken the bed. it’s a bit more comfortable. i hate to make guests sleep on the couch. so , you know , if you want to stay another night you can do that. it’s nice having someone else in this old place besides me. ❜

It really wasn’t SMART to stay there any longer than a single night. They knew that very WELL. But that didn’t truly sway their decision quite yet. After all, a roof over their head was so RARE to have. And warm food wasn’t the usual either.

Shifting a bit, they TUG their sleeves down over their hands. “The couch was plenty FINE.” They mutter, slowly picking up the spoon, and looking at the oat mush. A small smile appearing on their face for a split second before it disappears AGAIN. “I--” They swallow, “I DUNNO about the whole staying o’er typa thin’.” They look up, and quickly backtrack a bit-

“I mean, it’s SWELL of you to offer, it’s just--” Giving a small shrug, “I’m me, ya know? Not exactly the TYPE most would let in their homes once, much less TWICE.” They laugh a bit, “I’m USED to being out there, roughin’ it anyhow.”

#exploventions #Wrap your arms around my dark heart-Lighten it with yours ( Nobody x exploventions );#Response ( Nobody );

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