( closed ) life like the unplumbed sea;

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WHO: Elysium & friends(?)
WHAT: This is now just a catch-all for everything
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: 2024
WARNINGS: Blanket warning for possible explorations of dark themes in general, please tread at your own risk. I will, however, endeavour to include specifics in headers if applicable.

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[lovebombing]

[He'll watch and wait for it. Elysium, audience of one, standing and clapping in the wings of the empty theater. Is that enough? Should he consider that enough? In a way, he does. Because what does the rest of the world mean to him? His heart resides in snowy Belobog for now, and it wants to stay awhile under this little roost he's made for a sad little bird. Does anything else matter?]

[Unfortunately, he knows it does. Even as Elysium tries to reassure him, his heart feels, still, like its dangling heavy, unsure which way to swing. It's comfortable here. He doesn't like to just put it out and get no return except further reminders of his own guilt. True happiness doesn't involve making people feel down, but...]

[He scrunches up his face a little at the kiss, but he's exhaling a laugh, rubbing his nose against the man's face with a bright smile.]

"Our fault"? Gee, that doesn't sound right. But I get it, I get it! I just...have to jump in the deep end with my eyes closed! [And now, a sigh as punctuation.] Really, though, I appreciate it. I do.

[Everything you do for me.]

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[ None of it sounds right when there are multiple elephants in the theatre that remain unaddressed. For one, how he's the last person to make any guarantees, and yet here Sampo was, accepting them as they were. ]

Do you? I don't think I've said anything you don't already know.

[ And then Sampo's leaning in, and Elysium retreats, just a little, to briefly stare at the bright smile on the other's face before he flicks his gaze upwards. ]

… I just can't leave things unpaid, is all. By the by, I know you can't, either. So if I end up having to fish you out again, don't think I won't charge you extra for it. I'm not that selfless of a guy. [ Teasingly, and with the charged undercurrent of something else: ] Is that really something to be appreciative of?

[ being the recipient of both his shallow and deep whims, and having certain debts forced upon him, in kind. in "kind." ]