#anon you're in luck bc my entire wrapped was Songs About This Bastard and sea shanties

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spotify wrapped meme | anonymous asked:

🎁 ~I'm honestly just curious what Sei would have for songs.

He dreams of a desolate nowhere.

(This is why he hates to sleep, why he lives in cat-naps and disrupted REM cycles.)

Gray rocky nothing, an endless path to the end, except that the end is just more of the same, more nothing, more starless dark.

(He thinks, at one point, that he hears Leonhart's voice, calling for help-- wouldn't that be some kind of irony, the hero and the villain caught in the same hell?)

Seifer's boots leave no prints, Hyperion's tip scratches no scars into the ground.

Hello! Someone! Anyone!

His words come back empty to his own ears, a slap in the face that doesn't land.

--

He dreams of a red room, of a black chandelier turned nearly bone by its dripping wax.

(He doesn't want to be here.)

The chandelier is eclipsed, blocked from view; dark feathers and a snarling sneer fill his gaze instead, her body mutated-grotesque, her claws at his chin, her claws digging into the space over his heart.

(He rarely leaves this room not covered in his own blood.)

Her hips rise and fall-- he cannot help but follow, chasing what he understands (he doesn't understand this, doesn't understand why.)

Mine, she whispers like a lover against his mouth, mine, she breathes into his lungs.

Mine, she carves into his back, talons spread wide, burning her nails into his flesh.

--

He dreams of nothing and nowhere and missiles arcing across the sky, and wishes he didn't dream of anything at all.