#oh simon

he’s so exhausted, body bruised and bloody and heavy. his hulking frame sinking into the tub, water sloshing over the sides, and his knees above the water but he doesn’t care. his body feels instantly loose and relaxed.

your nimble fingers digging into the knots on his back and neck, pressing soft kisses to his skin as you lather on soap.

a soft groan leaving his cracked lips as your nails scrape at his scalp. his short hair smelling like citrus and honey as you thoroughly clean him.

Simons mother gave him the knife sheath he wears in the movie, and presumably a knife to go with it. She encouraged his violence as a means of protecting him. She endorsed the Butcher.

the voices ask Simon if his mother would be ashamed of the killer she raised, or proud. To Simon, both of those options seem horrendous, and the second seems, in fact, to be said as the worse option

Simon doesn’t like harming people by the time we get to the movie. He apologizes for hurting the people keeping him captive, in fact, over and over. Simon is tired of violence

Simon’s knife is gone, but his knife sheath is still a major source of comfort to him. Enough so that when he uses it to secure the Black Box, he prays to his mom to keep it safe. The say, in a sense, her gift of the knife kept him safe

he has a knife sheath with no knife. He is a Butcher that hates causing violence. He doesn’t know why he bites. He’s not a violent dog (not anymore)