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ɮʊȶ աɦɛռ ʏօʊ ɦǟʋɛ ӄɨʟʟɛɖ
ǟռɖ ʏօʊʀ ɮօաʟ ɨȶ ɨֆ ʄɨʟʟɛɖ, ǟռɖ ʏօʊʀ ֆɦօɛֆ ǟʀɛ ƈʟɛǟռ օʊȶաօʀռ -
ɮǟƈӄ ʏօʊ ʍʊֆȶ ֆքɛɛɖ ʄօʀ ǟʟʟ ȶɦǟȶ ʏօʊ ռɛɛɖ ȶօ Oǟӄ, ǟռɖ Aֆɦ, ǟռɖ Tɦօʀռ

Sean • Republic of lreland

🍀 Not new to RP
🥔 Matches seriousness
🐺 18+ Only, MDNI
⛵ Multiverse/double friendly

#hetaliarp #hetalia
[He chuckles at the little heart, it's cute]

Aye, I've seen a few tacotrocities. I remember a food place at the shopping mall had "pink" tacos fer sale fer a wee bit. They had everything in em that was in a normal beef taco except the tortillas were dyed pink
It's a thing... very surprising dish, but I get that way towards how some change tacos between cultures

Ahh, that smells good

[He was hungry, the cowlick perched on his head formed into a small heart. Beer and a nice simple breakfast, he did wish there were some tortillas]

Gracias Hermoso~!
Strawberry pasta? That sounds rancid. Hopefully me food fares a wee bit better

[Soon enough it's done and he's bringing the pans over along with plates. He didn't know how much Santiago wanted so they'll just eat family style]
No, no, it's ok! I'm fine! Ye shouldn't havtae do that, I made the mess after all

[And it's too late, the blonde is running off. Sean sighs. Well at least he's not under pressure anymore]
[He tensed up immediately, guilt striking his chest. He was focused on the goals not the pressure he was putting on the Irishman]

S-Sean!? Stay here I will get something to clean this and water

[He quickly hurried off, idiot.. bad blonde idiot]
[His fear of Ludwig's judgement combined with his test anxiety causes his stomach to churn. He has just enough time to throw his head to the side before he barfs onto the floor, just barely not getting anything on his paperwork]
[His fear of Ludwig's judgement combined with his test anxiety causes his stomach to churn. He has just enough time to throw his head to the side before he barfs onto the floor, just barely not getting anything on his paperwork]
... time is up.
Please dun do that, it'll make me more nervous than I already am!
Please dun do that, it'll make me more nervous than I already am!
[Literally towering over his shoulder] mhm very good.. youve yet to make a mistake.

I am timing you by the way
[The numbers...the numbers are killing him. He's nearly to tears but he must stay strong. Why are they making an art kid do math...]
[The numbers...the numbers are killing him. He's nearly to tears but he must stay strong. Why are they making an art kid do math...]
[Ludwig personally helps Sean through his census taking, and refuses to let him rest until it is done. Yippie~!]
Aye, congratulations on that! It was hard fought!
[Screams in fear]
It seems I will be visiting you, ireland.
...what paperwork?
Strawberry pasta? That sounds rancid. Hopefully me food fares a wee bit better

[Soon enough it's done and he's bringing the pans over along with plates. He didn't know how much Santiago wanted so they'll just eat family style]
[Plopping down in his seat he cracked his beer open and watched]

I've seen some...concepts of meals in the past that burned a life-long impression, but you are definitely right.

But the strawberry pasta...

[He couldn't tell what he had seen]

Either way, I'm happy to just share a meal with you
Oh! Um, thanks...

[He has a goofy little smile on his face as he cracks a beer open against the countertop and takes a swig]

I wouldn't call what I'm doin bein a chef, jus a wee bit o' standard cookin. I think it's important for everyone to know how to make at least one meal, an mine's breakfast
Fuuuuuck I dun have access to any o' that I dun think...I got football scores?
Oh! Um, thanks...

[He has a goofy little smile on his face as he cracks a beer open against the countertop and takes a swig]

I wouldn't call what I'm doin bein a chef, jus a wee bit o' standard cookin. I think it's important for everyone to know how to make at least one meal, an mine's breakfast
Heh then a beer for the chef~...

[He picks up two bottles Guinness for Sean and the Heineken for himself. What could he do- be a little shit and press a bottle to his neck. Yeahhhhh-- instead he gave a small kiss as he handed it to the Irishman]

Here you go cariño~

[Santi grins]
Fuck yes, I'd love a beer

[He's very focused on what he's doing so he doesn't pick up on any possible plans Santiago is cooking up]

Hope you like Gυinness or Heineκen, I don't got anything else at the moment
Fuck yes, I'd love a beer

[He's very focused on what he's doing so he doesn't pick up on any possible plans Santiago is cooking up]

Hope you like Gυinness or Heineκen, I don't got anything else at the moment
[A beer- HEHEHEH, a cheeky smirk crosses his lips as he stood up.]

You're all good, Sean, sweet of you to be considerate. Did you want me to grab you a beer too?

[He asked as he stood at the fridge ready. Grabbing a beer for himself and possibly for the other]
Good! The eggs are always better wit cream but I dun want to cause any problems.

[He was cooking up the stuff right away. Thankfully the sausage is store bought so it really just needs to be reheated and will finish at the same time as the eggs]

If ye want a beer, help yersel to the fridge
Good! The eggs are always better wit cream but I dun want to cause any problems.

[He was cooking up the stuff right away. Thankfully the sausage is store bought so it really just needs to be reheated and will finish at the same time as the eggs]

If ye want a beer, help yersel to the fridge
I am not lactose intolerant, so add away~ hmm I like sausage more.

[Both were good, it was just a small preference. He watched as Sean worked in the kitchen. He couldn't ignore how attractive it was--come on! A cute man cooking, santi softly sighed]
Right! Are ye lactose intolerant or can I add cream to em? And do ye prefer bacon or sausage? I like both

[He's getting to work, setting up the pans and getting ingredients out]
Right! Are ye lactose intolerant or can I add cream to em? And do ye prefer bacon or sausage? I like both

[He's getting to work, setting up the pans and getting ingredients out]
[Santiago was more used to being the one who cooks and houses others so being on the other end--he was a bit lost]

I like my eggs scrambled

[He had made himself comfortable at the table]
[He giggles. Having been a sailor he doesn't mind. Still, he doesn't want to keep him waiting so he puts in a fresh outfit and goes downstairs]

So! How do ye like yer eggs?
[He giggles. Having been a sailor he doesn't mind. Still, he doesn't want to keep him waiting so he puts in a fresh outfit and goes downstairs]

So! How do ye like yer eggs?
Heh, then I shall help you in this endeavor ~!

[His spirits raised, only for him to gasp. Oops he sorta forgot Sean wasn't properly dressed]

S-sorry ...um I'll be down there then!

[He kept his charm close as he returned to the living room]
Ye ain't lingering, ye're a guest! Besides, I got eggs that need to get used up

[He claps Santiago on the shoulder good-naturedly]

...I can meet ye doenstairs after I get dressed
Mmm...I'll think about it
Ye ain't lingering, ye're a guest! Besides, I got eggs that need to get used up

[He claps Santiago on the shoulder good-naturedly]

...I can meet ye doenstairs after I get dressed
[Santiago didn't think often about the past, most of it was fragmented history anyway. The only echoes of it were the items he could find and the ones in his head. But the stars will always make him smile]

Hmm, heh if you are okay with my lingering for a little while longer~ sí. That sounds lovely
[He smiles at him knowingly. As a kid he was also pagan. Making offerings to the spirits of the forest, learning to make ritual items with the elders of his village, painting on his skin to mimic the ink the grown ups had]

Ye dun want breakfast?
It's ok! It's a wee mistake, I ain't upset

Did ye still want yer second bite?
W-wait hang on. I'm so sorry but I dun like ye in that way, lad. I really was jus bein neighborly. I hate seein people go hungry
Mmph-!

[Once they let go he blinks rapidly]

I, um, I dunno if that's ok. Seein as ye're wit me brother-in-law. Or I suppose ex brother-in-law...
[He smiles at him knowingly. As a kid he was also pagan. Making offerings to the spirits of the forest, learning to make ritual items with the elders of his village, painting on his skin to mimic the ink the grown ups had]

Ye dun want breakfast?
... thank you, Sean. I will be sure to contact you when its protection wanes. Hmm.. I am also catholic, but I remember a time I used to worship the stars, a sea with a city on top. Being so small then....anyways thank you.

Guess, its time I leave then? Until our date?
Aye, over the door on the inside o' the house. As far as practice...I dunno actually, I just been doing it every year fer as long as I can remember but I'm still Catholic. They usually go up on Halloween but you should still get some good out o' it. I'll make ye a fresh one after if ye please
[He's confused about this. He's trying to talk around her thumb]

It tastes like frozen pizza the petrol station decided to heat an sell to get rid o' their extra Four Lokos...I ain't sure what else ye want me to say
Lose yer sense o' smell or something?

[He thinks about what an odd question that was to ask someone after you just ate the same thing while zoning out a little and staring at her thumb]