Well… that’s a can of soup wasted and splattered across the kitchen floor. One of the last ‘good’ cans, too. He had warned Julia that the bowl was too hot to touch. Ryon had been reaching for his when he froze in place, already getting riled up to tattle (even when the spill was a bit obvious.)
But Seifer doesn’t care about the wasted food, he’s kneeling down by the counter to reach for Julia’s hands, making sure they weren’t burned. “It was an accident,” An accident that would leave Julia unscathed, thankfully. “My fault. I shouldn’t have left the bowl in the microwave that long. See?” He showed her the tips of his fingers, how the heat had scalded his skin, made it red, shiny.
Even adults made mistakes.
Rubbing Julia’s hands, Seifer’s remembering why they never use the ceramic bowls for the children. “Grandma Sarah uses the plastic bowls, doesn’t she? How about you and Ryon grab a few wet washrags and help me clean this up, then I’ll make us something else.”
WILL HE —— ❛ i’ve got knots all up in my chest . ❜ ❛ just know i’m trying my best . ❜ ❛ now i’m sad && i’m a mess . ❜ ❛ will your tongue still remember the taste of my lips ? ❜ ❛ will your lover caress you the way that i did ? ❜ ❛ i don’t need to know . ❜ ❛ i just wanna make sure you’re okay . ❜ ❛ i just wanna make sure you’re all safe . ❜ ❛ will he play you those songs just the way that i did ? ❜ ❛ will he treat you like shit just the way that i did ? ❜ PILLS —— ❛ please don’t run away . ❜ ❛ where’d you go ? ❜ ❛ i thought we’d last forever . ❜ ❛ i need you back . ❜ ❛ i don’t know why i feel this way . ❜ DEMONS —— ❛ they’re taking my heart now . ❜ ❛ my demons told me everything they whisper in the night . ❜ ❛ this is not a threat , i promise . ❜ ❛ it’s a warning , baby , i just want you to know . ❜ ❛ i’m behaving myself . ❜ ❛ we don’t gotta die so soon . ❜
❛ please just let me go . ❜ ❛ i’ve seen enough . ❜ WINDOW —— ❛ i see nothing out the window . ❜ ❛ watching all the leaves grow . ❜ ❛ it feels better in my dreams , though . ❜ ❛ the sun will shine no more . ❜ ❛ i’ve been holding on too long . ❜ ❛ i just wanna sleep forever . ❜ ❛ just leave me , forever . ❜ ❛ i don’t need an antidote . ❜ ❛ we don’t wanna drive slow . ❜ ❛ speed up with our eyes closed . ❜ BITTER FUCK —— ❛ i find it hard to be myself . ❜ ❛ i shed my skin for everybody else . ❜ ❛ you made me sad && you made me mean . ❜ ❛ now i’m mad . ❜ ❛ i feel unclean . ❜ ❛ you made me a bitter fuck . ❜ ❛ they call me a bitter fuck . ❜ ❛ now i’m a bitter fuck , because of you . ❜ ❛ your bitch just came all over me . ❜ ❛ i won’t fuck with you if you don’t fuck with me . ❜ ❛ i don’t give a fuck . ❜ WORLDSTAR MONEY ( INTERLUDE ) —— ❛ don’t hate me . ❜ ❛ am i crazy ? ❜ ❛ so tenderly , you watch me burn . ❜ ❛ i don’t wanna die . ❜ PLASTIC TASTE —— ❛ i can’t do this face - to - face . ❜ ❛ i’ll admit that i’m afraid . ❜ ❛ let these moments go to waste . ❜
❛ excuse me for my plastic taste . ❜ I DON’T WANNA WASTE MY TIME —— ❛ i don’t wanna waste my time if i can’t be by your side . ❜ ❛ we don’t gotta talk about nothin ’ nice if you wanna come down . ❜ ❛ she don’t gotta know about nothin ’ . ❜ ❛ if the stars collide will she relieve my soul ? ❜ ❛ when we feel alive , i know she’ll let me go . ❜ ❛ when you real my lips , i know you feel all cold . ❜ ❛ i promise you , my heart is made of gold . ❜ ❛ you’re only on my mind when i need you . ❜ ❛ i don’t gotta know about what you do when the sun goes down . ❜ ❛ i don’t gotta know about nothin ’ . ❜
Seifer goes lots of places. Memories have a way of slipping up and catching up to the blond when he’s off guard.
This time it had been the scent in the thunderstorm that had rolled in. It reminded Seifer of home– a place where magic was not practiced, rarer still would it be present. His earliest memory of a thunderstorm– a real thunderstorm, had been when he came to Insomnia.
Magic did not exist in Gralea… but he felt it in the air, lingering in the petrichor of a summer street. Ramuh was present in the skies above, in the water that washed away the humidity of a sweltering heat. Shame, what they lacked in a world that tried so hard to glean more power and knowledge out of a husk of a God—
And there he goes again – pulled away from Lux’s question, likely worrying the poor man. They had been sitting together, watching another storm roll in. Ramuh’s blessings, and all that.
“I went home. Just for a moment. I hardly remember it most days but I remember the smell of it.” He breathes in, relaxing in his seat, “I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever return.”
I wanted to make a mention that I am an extremely slow roleplayer and it may take a while to reply back to threads, asks and things that I am tagged in.
Just a heads up – I’m purging any asks/threads that are from 2 months back. I’m doing this to keep new ideas and inspiration flowing through my muse.
If there’s anything that I have dropped and you would like to continue, please let me know, otherwise, I will consider them dropped and we can start something fresh. :D
Just a heads up – I’m purging any asks/threads that are from 2 months back. I’m doing this to keep new ideas and inspiration flowing through my muse.
If there’s anything that I have dropped and you would like to continue, please let me know, otherwise, I will consider them dropped and we can start something fresh. :D
Slipping into Reiner’s lap, Seifer’s thighs squeeze around those hips, arms curling around his lover’s neck as he regards him with a hint of amusement in those dazzling blue-green eyes of his. ‘Daddy’s day,’ he says.
Seifer licks his lips, slowly dipping down to move his lips to Reiner’s ear, “I’d say I cooked you dinner but you’d think I’m tryin’ to poison you. Where is that hand moving? The one that’s traveling from his neck and down across a firm chest. "I’d tell you I made reservations but all those kids of yours would want to come with…” Yep. They’re on that belt, working it open.
“So I figured I’d send everyone away for a few hours…” Because truth is, Seifer didn’t plan anything. He didn’t even know Father’s Day was even a thing, really. Not like Reiner’s gonna complain about that hand snaking its way into his pants. "At least that gives us time to stay in here and, well– celebrate~”
