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monsieurfeuillywrites · 8 years ago

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fluff otp (babybaaabes)

Who’s more likely to find who wearing their clothes?: Hunter is more likely to find Sebastian in one of his sweaters or hoodies, mostly because Sebastian is leaner than Hunter and it’s a better fit, though Hunter has been known to steal Sebastian’s clothes from time to time.Who initiates hand holding?: The erroneous part of this is that, in order for hand holding to be initiated, it would have ever not been happening in the first place. These two are constantly holding hands, and neither has any qualms with reaching for the other at any point during the day.Who likes having their hair washed by who?: They both enjoy it and they both enjoy doing itWho likes to slow dance?: Both, duh ♥ it’s a particularly cheesy enjoyment of theirs, but neither of them would ever say no to a slow dance around their living room after dinner while a vinyl plays on the record player, filling the entire house.Muse that’s more likely to fall asleep with their head in the others lap?: Sebastian in Hunter’s lap, because he is a perpetual dozey pup and Hunter has too great a fondness for playing with Sebastian’s hair which is quick to lull anyone to sleep.Muse that does all the cuddling in a blanket fort?: There are cases of them cuddling in blanket forts s far back as two years old okay it is a completely mutual affair, though as they grow older it’s mostly out of indulgence for their spoiled baby girl who maks her papas turn the entire living room into a pink-sheeted blanket paradise.Who hogs most of the covers at night?: They sleep wrapped around one another so the blankets are pretty evenly dispersed. Muse who nuzzles the others shoulder to get them to give them a head rub?: Both, but Hunter is quiet the kitten who has a habit of nudging for any sort of attention he would likes although Sebastian is equally guilty of it considering his pup self.How do they share a desert? Two forks or one?: It varies but usually one, because they are that lame. Also because there are some cases where they just do better picking at each other’s foods, and dessert be no exception.Who gets jealous more easily?: Let us be 100% completely honest here, neither of them gets “jealous” per se, but they are fully prepared to give a verbal beatdown if they catch any unsavory looks being sent the others way.Who gets angered more easily? Hunter is more willing to showcase his anger, if we’re talking in that regard.How do they go to sleep at night?: Typically at the same time; even if they don’t necessarily fall asleep together, they head to bed together. As for actual sleeping positions, thy have slept with Sebastian curled up top of Hunter from the very first time they shared beds, regardless of verse, and Hunter tucked underneath Sebastian while tugging him close.Who gets the most shoulder rubs?: It’s about equal parts give and take, it just caries depending on the situation at hand. If one of them has had a particularly long and stressful day, for whatever reason, the other will readily settle them down to help them relax. What are there arguments/fights like? How often do they fight?: Nope.Who is more likely to throw things in fights?: Fucking neither. Never ever, they are incapable of fighting and even if that weren’t true, if things were to start being thrown while there was an argument going on, Hunter would immediately shut down. Nope.How do they make it up to each other/apologize after an argument? IF they were to argue, it would be made up through endless holding and snuggling and plenty of kissing to remind the other that they were okay, and that neither was going anywhere.Do they have nicknames for each other?: Hunt. Bastian. Sebastian’s been calling Hunter ‘Jaime’ for years now, and Hunter replies to it better than he does his own actual name. Otherwise, their nicknames are of the typical sentimental variety, used at the drop of a hat.Caring for each other while ill, how does the other muse go about it?: Sebastian takes better care of Hunter when he’s sick than he’s known in a long time, making sure there’s always something light in his stomach so as to not make him feel worse as well as being a constant presence to make sure Hunter stays warm (but not too warm) and comfortable. Most of the time when Hunter is sick, Sebastian is the one who doesn’t let him get away with pretending he’s not, and Hunter would never argue with Sebastian on that matter.Your otp has a newborn baby, who gets up in the middle of the night when he/she cries?: They both would in the beginning, if just because they worry endlessly. Once they start to be able to distinguish between Ellie’s cries, what they mean and if it’s something that requires both of them to get up, it’d mostly fall on whoever decides to move first, there isn’t really one who moves more. Your muse’s of the otp reaction to finding the others crying about something? Hunter would do what Hunter does best and instantly give in to his motherhenning instincts, where his first priority is to hold Sebastian close to him and What would they be like as parents?: Amazing. Neither of them has much faith in their ability to be a father, but they have nothing but absolute trust that the other would be the best parent any child could ever ask for. They spoil endlessly, but they also make sure that nothing is ever given without being earned because no way are they raising a spoiled brat. Of course, that doesn’t do anything to stop the fact that from the day she is born, Ellie baby girl has both of her papas wrapped around her cute little baby girl pinky.What would they have been like as childhood sweethearts? In some cases, they were ♥ and those are the cases where they have been able to hold each other while they fall to pieces over one tragedy or another, and are able to survive alongside each other.Who initiates taking a bath together?: Whoever has the idea first. Bath times are a shared activity that neither will ever stop enjoying.Who likes who playing with their hair?: Both, but Hunter has a particularly proclivity of running his fingers through Sebastian’s hair, rather it be during sexy times or just when the two of them are relaxing on the couch after a long day.The place they mostly likely accidentally fall asleep together?: Planet Earth? Really, with the amount of holding these two do and how much time is spent just curled up with one another, it’s a wonder there’s any place where they haven’t fallen asleep together.

#thephoenixwrites #;meme #;huntbas #otp: I was born to tell you I love you #c: hunter clarington #opposite: sebastian #person: eve #lookit all da fluffyfluff okaaays lookit it

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monsieurfeuillywrites · 8 years ago

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baaaaaabies for domestic meme cuteness

Who’s more dominant:

Neither is more dominant than the other, in bed or out of it. Neither of them is one to bite their tongue, but neither of them is directly confrontational where it’s uncalled for either.

Who’s the cuddler:

Um.

Yes.

Who’s the big spoon/little spoon:

They prefer to snuggle together facing one another, but on the rare occasion that they do spoon, Hunter is usually the big one.

What’s their favorite non-sexual activity:

They do love to snuggle and can be found doing so more often than not. In terms of day-to-day activities though, they are both rather fond of simply curling up together on the couch to watch a movie they’ve managed to agree on. Dinner dates are always a welcomed activity too, both preferring a home-cooked meal though neither will say no to a night out at a five-star restaurant. In the summer, especially in cases where they’re able to spend time in Paris, they also enjoy taking long, early morning walks through the city while the sun is shining bright. They also enjoy spending time at the beaches of southern France, lying in the sun and simply enjoying one another’s company.

Who uses all the hot water:

They have a pretty high-quality water heater, but if they ever did feel like they were running low, then whoever was in the shower at the time would simply suggest they share. You know, for the environment.

Most trivial thing they fight over:

Which of them will have the pleasure of setting Charlieboy’s clothes on fire once Gracie finally gets permission to clean out his closet.

Who does most of the cleaning:

It’s a fairly mutual task, and they both have a habit of cleaning as they go about their day so it isn’t really a matter of assigning cleaning duties, or one doing more than the other.

Who remembers anniversaries:

Their relationship is far too important to them both for either to ever forget an anniversary. Even if for some godforsaken reason they did forget though, Grace would have started texting them about a month and a half in advance so forgetting is virtually impossible.

Who cooks normally:

In most cases, Sebastian, although Hunter is gradually getting better in terms of knowing how to make a proper meal fitting his boyfriend’s highly-trained palette.

How often do they fight:

Never. They’ve both done more than enough fighting with themselves just to reach this point in their relationship, fighting with each other is out of the question.

What do they do when they’re away from each other:

If they are away from each other for any sort of reason, they are still in constant contact as it’s something they both need to maintain their sanity. As soon as they are back together though, they make sure to make up for any lost time physically together.

Nicknames for each other:

Sebastian called Hunter ‘Jaime’, a fond play on Hunter’s middle name, while Hunter enjoys ‘Bastian’. Other than those, they can often times be found calling each other babe or baby, with the occasional french nickname being used by both.

Who is more likely to pay for dinner:

Whoever pulls out their card first. Money isn’t something either of them struggles with, so it’s fairly 50/50 until they get a shared checking account.

Who steals the covers at night:

At night they sleep wrapped around one another, Sebastian on top of Hunter, so there is minimal chance of blanket stealing until one particularly pink-loving, blanket-hogging baby girl comes into their life.

What would they get each other for gifts:

Anything and everything. Both of them are quite affluent and spoiling in their own rights, and there is no limit to what they will buy for one another. Some times it’s as simple as a bouquet of each other’s favorite flowers, and other times it’s as extravagant as jewelry that costs more than the down-payment some people make on their homes. The one continuous factor though is the sentiment that both of them gift with every present they get one another, regardless of price or occasion.

Who kissed who first:

Whoever stops being an idiot first, which is entirely verse-dependent.

Who remembers things:

It would depend on the ‘thing’ but overall, they’re both good at remembering when something needs to be done or is coming up.

Who started the relationship:

In a lot of cases, their relationship starts at the first kiss, and many times they don’t have the conversation that would officially declare them as boyfriends. Usually, it is an automatic thing, which is aided by the fact that in most verse, they have been “dating” long before they ever allowed themselves to give in to their romantic attraction to each other.

Who cusses more:

Neither of them is afraid to swear in appropriate situations, but it isn’t like they’re just dropping expletives in every other sentence. It’s pretty even.

What would they do if the other one was hurt:

Refuse to leave the other’s side until they were back to full health, and then for some time afterwards, while also turning the world upside down to find whoever was responsible for the hurting in the first place. They are both fiercely protective over one another and each other’s well-being, and won’t hesitate to hunt down anyone who brings harm (physical or mental) on on to the other.

Who is the dirty talker:

They’re both fully capable, but unless they are having phone/Skype sex, neither of them feels the need to casually use dirty talk, and even then it isn’t often. They are more than capable of helping one another get off with as few words as possible.

A head canon:

I mean, my entire blog is basically babies headcanons and there are so many verses and so many headcanons within each verse. One that transcends universes though, and remains true no matter what sort of world they find themselves in, is their gentleness with one another. It isn’t a word anyone would automatically pin to Hunter or Sebastian, and in many cases their hearts have been strengthened to anything that might cause them to be hurt. With each other though, there isn’t a moment that passes that isn’t filled with soft touch and gentle kisses. They don’t know how to be anything less than careful with each other, and that care is something neither of them has experienced in a very long time. It’s a part of what makes their relationship so important to the two of them, is that there is a mutual level of respect that goes beyond what either of them has grown accustomed to. They give each other hope and safety in a world that has taught them it’s easier to be closed off and scared. Their relationship allows them to relearn what trust is, and although largely unspoken, that trust is a huge part of their love.

#this is from december bby lookit me going all the way back #;meme #;huntbas #the eviebug tag #otp: I was born to tell you I love you #c: hunter clarington #opposite: sebastian #dis isn't verse-dependent so pls don't make me tag errything okays pls don't m'can't der be too anys #*manys

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monsieurfeuillywrites · 9 years ago

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✩ (all pupkitten baaabies)

Sex:

Who is on top? In the beginning, it’s Sebastian, but as their relationship progresses and they both grow more comfortable with each other and the idea, it eventually becomes pretty evenly switched.Who is on the bottom? Same as above. Initially it’s Hunter, as he has no qualms with either in most verse and he wants sex to be something that is mentally comfortable for Sebastian.Who has the strangest desires? Neither of them really has all that crazy of a fantasy. They are pretty much on the same level when it comes to sex and what they like.Any kinks? Is ‘each other’ an acceptable answer?Who’s dominant in bed? Neither of them is really more dominant than the other. It’s largely a give-and-take form of mutual intimacy.Is head ever in the equation? Quite often, yes.If so, who is better at performing it? They are both exceptionally skilled in that department.Ever had sex in public? If their hormones get the best of them while they’re out, then yes.Who moans the most? If the two of them are doing their jobs right, they’re both equally vocal. IT isn’t so much moaning as it is hitches of breaths and gasps and thin, whispery sounds of each other’s names.Who leaves the most marks? Neither of them feels like… a need to mark the other, but if they get a little ahead of th.emselves, I’d say marking is about 50/50.Who screams the loudest? There aren’t many screams, unless they happen to get very consumed in one another in a very short amount of timeWho is the more experienced of the two? Neither of them is what you’d call ‘inexperienced,’ though Sebastian may have just a little more than Hunter in most verses.Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? Even when they’re fucking, they’re making love.Rough or soft? Soft and slow.How long do they usually last? They usually have quite a good amount of staminaIs protection used? Sometimes yes and sometimes no. There’s no risk of pregnancy between them, and while protection may have initially been used in spy and deafpup verses, possibly mutant verse, they soon realize is not at all needed and that they are both clean with enough trust to not need them. If they’re just looking for a quick love section though, and don’t think they’ll have time to properly clean up, they might use condoms just to minimize any sort of mess.Does it ever get boring? Definitely not. They are far too consumed and entranced and in love with one another for sex to ever be anything less than enjoyable.Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? They really aren’t too picky about location, though spy~babies have definitely gotten intimate in the base’s training rooms and most verses of babies may or may not have had one or two instances of bathroom sex while in the middle of date night.

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? I don’t know if it’s something either had originally thought of when their relationship started, but it’s something they both agree on when they finally do discuss it. They both have doubts about their own ability to be a good father, but Hunter knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that Sebastian would be an amazing parents, and vice versa.If so, how many children do your muses want/have? They ave on daughter, born via a surrogate, named Aurélie after her grandmother..Who is the favorite parent? If you were to ask Ellie to pick a favorite parent, she would probably break down in tears and talk about how she loves them both so much and can she please pick both.Who is the authoritative parent? They’re both capable when the situation calls for it.Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? They both agree that education is an incredibly important thing, but they also agree that sometimes it’s okay to have a day or two off just because it’s needed, so it’s fairly mutual.Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? Neither of them really lets her “indulge,” but Ellie is definitely no stranger to papas sneaking her cookies and sweets, something she’s come to realize they both do. If she has a sweet tooth though, she knows her best bet is to call up her great-grandmere or tante Gracie.Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? Please. Any recital, performance, or game Ellie has, she has every member of the Smythe and Clarington family within a fifty mile radius to cheer her on.Who goes to parent teacher interviews? Both do. They have to make sure their daughter is getting a proper education from qualified individuals, after all.Who changes the diapers? Again, they take turns (Grace makes sure they both have diaper changing down to an art from the day she finds out they want a child).Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? Whoever happens to be the first to climb out of bed when she lets them know she’s hungry.Who spends the most time with the children? They both agree on the importance of spending time with their daughter.Who packs their lunch boxes? Sebastian, though Hunter will do it if he gets to it first..Who gives their children ‘the talk’? They both sit Ellie down and do it together, after weeks of coaching from Gracie and memere on how best to go about it without traumatizing their teenage daughter.Who cleans up after the kids? They both do, until Ellie is old enough to start learning to pick up after herself, and then they slowly start to stop.Who worries the most? They both worry, but they have different ways of expressing it. Hunter may be just the slightest bit more neurotic, and he tends to be a complete and utter motherhen more times than not.Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? If by some miracle Ellie doesn’t learn it from either Hunter, Sebastian, or Grace, she’ll probably end up learning it from Lizzie at some point.

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? They both do, and do so quite often.Who is the little spoon? They don’t spoon often, but when they do, Sebastian is typically the little spoon.Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? It’s usually a joint effort.Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? I mean, look at them. It’s a wonder either of them is ever able to get anything done.How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? They sleep cuddled together, so they can go at leas a full eight hours, and they’ve gone longer if one of them is feeling particularly sick or unwell so… the limit does not exist.Who gives the most kisses? Ha. If they could turn kissing into a competition,What is their favourite non-sexual activity? Other than cuddling, they enjoy just about anything together. One of Hunter’s favorites, in most verses, is to ether read or study while Sebastian plays piano or practices the violin on a lazy afternoon. They also enjoy going to see shows together and visiting restaurants for dates (always five-star, of course).Where is their favourite place to cuddle? They enjoy spending their evenings curled together on the couch, usually under a large, warm blanket Hunter insists on. Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? They’re both all for teasing touches, but I don’t know how often they grope without the intention of a little more.How often do they get time to themselves? Quite often, though after Ellie is born, they make sure to have proportionate alone time and time with their baby girl.

Sleeping:

Who snores? NeitherIf both do, who snores the loudest? naaaaah~Do they share a bed or sleep separately? HA. They’ve been sharing a bed, in most cases, long before there was any sort of sexual implication, so they definitely share.If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? They typically fall asleep curled together, wth Sebastian wrapped around or on top of Hunter.Who talks in their sleep? I don’t think either, really. Hunter tends to mumble in his sleep when he has nightmares, but those are few and far between. What do they wear to bed? Usually next to nothing, particularly int he summer months. If it’s a little colder, they’ll wear sleep pants something, but they typically opt out of pajamas in favor of shared body heat.Are either of your muses insomniacs? Not necessarily insomniacs, but they both struggle to sleep or stay asleep without one another.Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? Nope.Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? When they sleep, it’s nearly impossible to tell where one of them ends and the other beginsWho wakes up with bed hair? They both do, particularly if they fell asleep after a slow love-making session. And they both think the other is quite attractive with bed hair.Who wakes up first? They usually wake up close in time to each other, mostly because they sleep so close that any movement wakes the other up, but Hunter might wake up just a minute or two earlier.Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Sebastian more often than Hunter, and it never fails to make Hunter smile for the entire day.What is their favourite sleeping position? With Hunter settled nice and warm underneath Sebastian, who is curled up on top of him.Who hogs the sheets? They’re both equally wrapped tight in them.Do they set an alarm each night? They do, but it’s more of a ‘better safe than sorry’ thing. They usually wake up before it goes off.Can a television be found in their bedroom? Most likely not. They have much better ways of staying entertained in the bedroom.Who has nightmares? It’s something they’ve both experienced, some verses more than others, but they’re always there to calm the other when they strike.Who makes the bed? Whoever is the last person to finally get out of bed in the morning.What time is bed time? Again, it’s verse dependent but usually around maybe 11pm or midnight, occasionally later.Any routines/rituals before bed? They typically retire for the night at the same time and will talk about their plans for the next day while changing out for their clothes and brushing their teeth. Sex is normal, or at least some sort of intimacy, before they crawl under the covers and fall aslep wrapped around one another.Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Hunter, but a few kisses from Sebastian are typically enough to soothe any kind of grumps.

Work:

Who is the busiest? Both of their schedules are pretty hectic, though they’ve learned to schedule and prioritize.Who rakes in the highest income? It’s actually pretty equal.Are any of your muses unemployed? Nope.Who takes the most sick days? Um… Sebastian gets sick more than Hunter does, but if one of them is sick than the other almost always will take the day off to take care of them so it ends up equaling out.Who is more likely to turn up late to work? If they’re late to work, it’s usually because they both preferred taking their time in the morning and neither of them thought being on time to be priority.Who stresses the most? Hunter, though Sebastian is more than well-equipped to soothe any stress he has.Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? They are well-off enough that if they didn’t love what they do, they wouldn’t be doing it. They are both incredibly satisfied with their careers.Are your muses financially stable? Very much so, yes.

Home:

Who does the washing? They take turns. It ins’t like they have designated chores or anything, it’s more of an ‘oh, I see that the washing machine is empty and we have enough for a load. I will do it’.Who takes out the trash? Whoever happens to be headed to leave at the time it needs to be taken out.Who does the ironing? Neither, I don’t think. Who does the cooking? Sebastian, unless he’s sick, in which case Hunter will either order out or make an attempt at something small and light.Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Hunter. He’s not allowed near certain kitchen appliances.Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? The only reason either of them would lose their car keys is if Ellie decided they needed to go for a swim down the kitchen’s garbage disposal.Who takes the longest to shower? Neither of them takes up too much time in the shower, uless they are joined by the other. Then they find ways to occupy themselves until the water runs cold.Who spends the most time in the bathroom? Neither? I don’t think? It’s a fairly average amount of time on both sides.

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? Not even close.How many cars do they own? At least 2, 3 after Ellie gets her license though they have their own cars and then ones that they shareDo they own their home or do they rent? Own.Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? Closer to the coast (right on the coastline in spy verse).Do they live in the city or in the country? City. Definitely city.Do they enjoy their surroundings? If they dind’t, then they would move. They are very happy with where they live.What do they do when they’re away from each other?Where did they first meet?

Paris!Babies: They meet in moyenne section of école maternelle when they are both four years old.

Spy!Babies: On the I.C.C.E Atlantic Headquarters base when they are 24 years old

Mutant!Babies: They meet shortly after Sebastian’s transfers to the Locust Institute for Higher Learning, where Hunter has been living since he was a child.

Deafpup!Babies: Paris, France, on an excursion Hunter and Grace make to the country shortly before he permanently moves their for medical school.

Royal!Babies: Hunter and Sebastian met in the royal court when Hunter is only hours old, and Sebastian a few months.

Wizard!Babies: Hogwarts, after they’re both been sorted into Slytherin house for their first year.

How did they first meet?

Paris!Babies: Sebastian was the first person to talk to the quiet little American boy on their first day, going so far as to ofer him one of his grandmother’s special homemade marshmallow cookies, and it was impossible for Hunter to not fall in love with Sebastian just a little bit that day despite his own nerves that prevented him from even giving his real name at first.

Spy!Babies: They meet after Sebastian arrives back at the Atlantic headquarters . they were told that they would be joining teams. Needless to say, neither was particularly happy but they soon learned that it may be a very good teamup.

Mutant!Babies: Europe was no longer safe, and so Sebastian’s father sent him to America where he would be protected. There, after an incident in the library of Hunter clearing any idiots and Gracie later using her power of intangibility to make her way into the new kid’s room, he became a member of their family an, to Hunter, much more.

Deafpup!Babies: After being dragged to a club on a night when Gracie needed to just let loose a little, Hunter spotted a very attractive young man signing to a group of friends across the dance floor. He utilized his on knowledge of FSL to speak with him, and following a night of dancing and sex, they were inseparable.

Royal!Babies: Hunter’s father was captain of the Royal Guard, and their families had been connected for centuries before their births, so they met via fate.

Wizard!Babies: Their mutual stubbornness, which no one could’ve predicted becoming what it did.

Who spends the most money when out shopping? They’ve both been known to, especially considering how neither of them has problems with spoiling each other rotten, but they are ore than able to afford it.Who’s more likely to flash their assets? Neither. They were both raised to know that money is not something to be bragged about.Any mental problems? They both have their demons that they’re learning to cope with, slowly but surely with each otherWho kills the spiders around the house? Chas and Clarence both do an exceptional job at pest controlWho pays the bills? It’s a mutual task, one they typically get done in a matter of minutes since money isn’t an issue.Do they have any fears for their future? They both have numerous fears of the future, but those fears are made easier to defeat with one another.Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Sebastian, mostly because he’s actually able to get away with it being a surprise via cooking.. With Hunter’s inability to cook anything other than warming leftovers, any surprise dinner would be ruined as soon as they pull up the the restaurant.Who uses up all of the hot water? They have a pretty high-grade water heater, and if they do use it up, it’s because they were sharing the hot water and became distracted to the point of not noticing how much they were using.Who’s the tallest? Sebastian, by two inches, even though they are both freakishly tall.Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? I mean, sharing showers is just another way to save the planet, so they would have to be environmental monsters to not constantly share showers.Who wanders around in their underwear? They both have far too many important things to do to worry about putting on clothes. If they’re in the privacy of heir own home, neither of them has any qualms with wearing very little.Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? They’re both fans of each other’s fashion sense; they have, however, been known to both internally and externally pass judgment on their sister’s husband’s lumberjack-meets-farm-boy wardrobe.Do they have mutual friends? Most of their friends end up becoming mutual friends.Who crushed first? It is almost always falling in love fast and hard simultaneously, even if they are idiots who try and pretend it away under the guise of friendship or teamwork.Any alcohol or substance related problems? Again, they’ve both had their demons but they learn to cope through the love and strength they get from one another.Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? Neither. Hunter doesn’t drink, considering his father’s history with alcoholism, and Sebastian has too much respect and self-restraint to ever force Hunter to experience something like that again.Who swears the most? Neither of them is afraid to use swearing to modify or exemplify their language, but it’s not like either of them is just spurring curse words out of their mouth every second of the day.

#thephoenixwrites #;meme #the eviebug tag #;huntbas #*flops* m'edited bc some of the questions were redundant and da whole first section was about fighting so y'know no but this was soo long #@.@ m'hope m'got them all

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monsieurfeuillywrites · 9 years ago

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▲ (paris babies)

Five Time My Muse Thought About Kissing Yours, and the One Time They Did

— Eleven year olds weren’t meant to understand heartache, Hunter knew that for sure. That was reserved for people his sister’s age who were working to get over their first love. Heartache was meant for people like Monsieur Bisset, who spent much of last year crying after he lost his wife, and who sold the house after telling Hunter and Grace that it hurt too much to stay in the same place. It was what he watched his father suffer through for the last three years, downing glass after glass of bourbon as if trying to drown the memory of how the mother of his children had left them without ever turning back.

Hunter was only a child though. He wasn’t supposed to know what heartache was, much less feel it, but there was no other word that seemed right in this moment. The pounding in his head and the heavy weight in the pit of his stomach couldn’t compare to how tight his chest felt, or the thick lump that wouldn’t get out of his throat no matter how many times he tried. He shook, something he didn’t realize until Sebastian’s arms wrapped around him and pulled him so close that Hunter thought he might break right then and there. And it took a hand rubbing small circles against his back before Hunter allowed himself to cry, for the first time since he was eight.

Sebastian was shaking too, but Hunter barely noticed it at first. If he’d been able to focus, he’d have seen the desperate look Sebastian sent to his own father, pleading with him to make this better, and he would’ve noticed the defeat on his oncle’s face when his son realized there was nothing they could do. Hunter had spent all of his energy getting the words out, and now all he wanted to do was curl in against Sebastian right here, in Paris. In the city that had been his home as long as Hunter could remember, and the boy who managed to keep the entire world together when all Hunter wanted was to break.

Except this wasn’t something Sebastian could fix. This time next week, he’d be in a country that had never been home, away from the only person who kept him from completely crumbling. Even now, as he sobbed into the fabric of Sebastian’s sweater, the small voice in the back of his mind reminded him

He didn’t know how long he stood there with Sebastian’s calming voice in his ear, holding back his own tears. Because that’s what Sebastian did, he took care of Hunter. And all Hunter wanted to do was be able to take care of Sebastian and make everything better, but he didn’t know how. No t when it felt like his heart was breaking in his chest. After what felt like hours though, Hunter finally pulled back, his face burning hot and his head hurting. Sebastian wanted to cry too, and Hunter could see it written across his face, but he also knew that he wouldn’t. Not now, at least.

And all Hunter could do was look at him. They were only eleven, but Hunter didn’t think that eleven year olds should have to feel like this. He remembers the last time he saw his mother cry, months before she left. He remembers the way his father had held her face gently and kissed her, how she’d fallen apart against him in that one moment, and yet somehow it seemed to help. For a fleeting second while he looked at Sebastian, he wondered if doing the same thing would help him.

That thought went as quickly as it had came, and suddenly Hunter was once again being tugged close to Sebastian’s body again, effectively cutting off all thoughts that weren’t about memorizing everything about the hug as if it was their last.

ii.

— The smell of cigarettes and whiskey was still clinging to his clothes by the time Hunter finally had a chance to strip them off his body, kicking them into a pile on Sebastian’s bathroom floor. Still, he wondered if his skin would ever stop crawling at the thought of their earlier night. It had been years since he’d been around anyone who was drunk, but he’d never imagined that his next encounter with alcohol would be with Sebastian, of all people. It made his stomach twist and turn, and Hunter actually wondered if maybe this whole thing would be easier if he’d just sucked it up and drank too.

But no, he was too weak to do the one thing that might have given himself some peace of mind. Instead, he’d wrapped his arm around Sebastian’s waist to help guide him home, trying to push back the reminders of three hellish years of his life while the scent of alcohol hit his senses. He couldn’t remember walking through the door or making their way upstairs, but he couldn’t erase the memory of Sebastian’s slurred words as he asked Hunter to kiss him. Even with the night club’s lights still causing flashes in his vision and the bright glint in Sebastian’s eyes that was far from sober, Hunter’s heart had still leapt into his throat with two small words.

Hunter’s lips still tasted like Sebastian’s. Like cherry and tequila and the a youth spent far too soon, and it made Hunter want to tear away at whatever had taken his best friend away and replaced him with this level of self-hate. It took all of his willpower to drag his feet back into Sebastian’s bedroom, where the other boy was still curled up under the covers where he’d been since they’d gotten home. Hunter half-wondered if he should try and take off Sebastian’s jeans and socks, make him a bit more comfortable, but quite frankly he was too exhausted to do anything after he’d settled in next to his sleeping best friend.

It was such a contrast to just a few hours ago, when Sebastian had been dancing under the flashing lights as he slowly lost any sense of sobriety. Now, he looked like the boy Hunter had met all those years ago, small and innocent and untouchable. He still was those things, Hunter knew; he just seemed to have forgotten it himself.

He was beautiful, too. He’d never not been beautiful, but it was only at times like this that Hunter allowed that thought to go through his mind. And when he’d asked Hunter for a kiss…

He knew it was because of the alcohol. Hunter tried not to think about how lowered his inhibitions had to have been for him to think Hunter was worth kissing, but he didn’t care. For those few seconds, he’d been able to pretend he was wanted, and it was the single most euphoric things Hunter had felt in months. Even now as they lay next to each other, their first night together in so long, Hunter wanted to lean over and kiss him again, this time taking note of everything his senses could pick up on

But what would that accomplish? His chest already hurt knowing that in the morning, Sebastian could very well regret asking for the first kiss. The last thing Hunter wanted to do was let his own selfish wants trick him into thinking Sebastian could ever want him sober.

Maybe if Sebastian did mention it in the morning, Hunter would ask. He would ask and kiss and hold Sebastian until the night before was no longer he most memorable kiss of his life. For now though, he would allow himself the small win of curling up against Sebastian’s side,right where he belonged.

iii.

— The days following his mother’s second abandonment, Hunter hated himself. He felt weak, unable to do much more than sleep and stare blankly at the wall as Sebastian moved around their dorm, bringing him food and playing him music in an attempt to help. And it did help. Sebastian’s presence was what kept Hunter from completely crashing in on himself, just as it had ten years ago the first time she’d left. At least back then though, he’d been able to hold onto a small sliver of hope that she would come back.

She had come back. A decade later, and in spite of being gone for so long Hunter had actually let himself be happy. But then she left again, and suddenly he felt like he was eight years old again, except this time he couldn’t so much as feign hope. That hurt more than anything, to know that he hadn’t been good enough for her then and he still wasn’t good enough despite spending the last ten years trying to be a child worth staying for.

Two days after she left, Hunter managed to drag himself out of bed, more to ease Grace’s worry than anything else. She’d insisted on video chats with him and Sebastian, and Hunter had decided a change of scenery might at least do a little to soothe the concern she saw on her face. It didn’t hurt as much as Sebastian’s expression though, and that was what truly made loathing course through Hunter’s veins. Sebastian shouldn’t have to take care of him; Hunter should be strong enough now to not make his best friend relive all of this, but how could he be strong when all he wanted to do was disappear?

Still Sebastian stayed, even now as they lay wrapped together on the couch, watching the credits of some old Hollywood movie neither paid attention to roll along their television. Clarence was resting on the back of the couch behind their heads, Chas curled up in Hunter’s lap for a change. Sebastian had wrapped his arm around Hunter’s back earlier in the day and they’d stayed like that since, protecting Hunter whether he realized it or not. It was warm. It was safe.

It was home.

Hunter briefly stiffened at that realization, immediately drawing Sebastian’s attention and worry with a raise of his eyebrow. “Sorry,” Hunter mumbled, the first word he’d spoken in hours making his throat hurt from dryness. The worry still didn’t leave Sebastian’s face, but Hunter appreciated him not pushing the subject. And really, there wasn’t much to be pushed.

How could he have not realized it before, though? Sebastian was home, and he had been home since they were four years old. Sebastian was home, in every sense that Hunter had ever known, even when half a continent and an ocean was between them. He was home and comfort and everything that managed to keep Hunter out of his darkest nights, who kept he world spinning on its axis, who was everything good in this world.

And he loved him. And he wanted to press forward in that moment, push away all thoughts of his mother and the image of her face and the hurt in his own heart, and press a kiss to Sebastian’s lips without any other care in the world.

And it took everything in him not to. No, the last time he’d had that thought had been years ago, and Hunter knew there would be just as little reciprocation then as he figured there would be the night of cigarettes and bourbon. He wasn’t allowed. Sebastian was far too good, and worth far too much, to ever deserve someone like Hunter who could barely function over a woman who’d already been lost to him.

This, though… laying with Sebastian, pressing against him in the most innocent ways… that was something Hunter allowed himself.

iv.

— If Hunter had been told a year ago that he would one day stand in front of a cheering crowd, a National Championship in show choir now under his belt, he would have laughed until his sides hurt. As invigorating as performing was, there was just something ridiculous at the thought that people actually did this for competition. It was insane.

And yet here he was, and his grin was so wide and his expression so bright that any thought of ridiculousness couldn’t faze him. It had been a long year, one of the longest of his life, but his head was spinning too much with the excitement of winning that none of the rest seemed to matter. It took a bit of maneuvering to make his way through the torrents of cheers and celebration, claps on his back from people who otherwise feared him and yet still proudly called him ‘captain.’ Normally he would scold them, tell them to stop polluting their bodies with liquor and the greasy junk they called ‘snack’s now that they’d commandeered an entire hall of the dorm building, but he’d decided they’d earned a night like this. They all had, Sebastian most of all.

It wasn’t long before he found the man he was seeking, in the otherwise quiet rehearsal room away from the hustle and bustle of the festivities. Hunter hadn’t expected him to be anywhere else, not with all of the excitement roaring through the school. He expected the celebration to carry on deep into the night and the next morning, but by then Hunter assumed they would’ve already retired back to the Smythe home in Columbus. A large party may be fitting for some of their teammates, but the only person Hunter needed to truly enjoy the victory of the night was already by his side.

As soon as he entered the room, Sebastian’s gaze turned up towards him, followed by a curve of his lips. “Bonjour, mon capitaine,” he said in that familiar tease that made Hunter’ feel as if he was still turning flips on stage. He took the spot next to him without needing an invitation and just enjoying the calm after the ruckus that he’d waded through.

The sound of cheering could still be heard even with the door shut, but it seemed inconsequential at this point. “You did amazing out there,” Hunter said, though he had heard nearly every member of the student body and faculty compliment Sebastian on his performance as well. It had surprised Hunter that he’d been able to focus on his own lines and steps, somehow managing not to get distracted by the rich tenor of Sebastian’s voice. It looked like it had made Sebastian just as exhausted as it had made Hunter. Rightfully so, too.

There was a comforting weight against his shoulder, causing Hunter to smile as he looked over at Sebastian’s dozed body. “So were you,” came the murmured reply, though it was impossible not to note the fond tone behind the soft-spoken words.

It was moments like these that reminded Hunter that stress and anxiety weren’t the only things he was able to feel. Curled in around Sebastian, both calm for the first time in days, tucked away from the crowd of teenage boys drinking themselves stupid down the hall

And, if on the drive back to Sebastian’s home, Hunter let his eyes linger on the other’s lips for longer than what was necessary, he could always blame it on exhaustion.

— It wasn’t until they were situated in the new penthouse that it actually hit Hunter that this was their home. For how long, he had no idea, and it certainly wasn’t the first time they’d lived together, but there was something much deeper than this. It was outside of school, away from their families in at least the physical sense. Him and Sebastian. Their own home. A start of their new life, as cliché as it sounded.

It felt like they were finally right where they were supposed to be.

Most of the unpacking had been done before they’d even arrived, furniture placed and fridge stocked courtesy of Sebastian’s father. Even the food dishes for the four-legged brats had been set out, complete with personalized name engravings. The temperature was slightly above what was necessary, adding an extra dose of comfort to the penthouse while Hunter trudged across the hall from his room to Sebastian’s. Before Sebastian even turned his head to look at him, Hunter was already settling down on the sheets next to him.

This bed was considerably more comfortable than his own, Hunter decided, the smell of clean sheets and Sebastian’s cologne mixing together in the spacious room. The entire penthouse was filled with so much natural light that it made this whole situation feel even more surreal, like something out of one of those nauseatingly sweet romance movies Grace had forced him into watching. It all felt like one of those defining moments, when the two characters gave in to something neither of them had admitted to and christened their new home properly, a thought that sent shivers racing down Hunter’s spine.

“Let’s go out for dinner,” he instead suggested, stopping himself before he could throw all caution to the wind. Sebastian’s face was blank for a moment, and Hunter felt a twinge of fear over what it meant. It lasted less than a second though before that familiar smirk was slipping into place. With a nod, Sebastian placed his hand on Hunter’s back to push himself up off of the bed, holding a hand out to help Hunter up with an unreadable look.

“My treat, babe.”

— Sebastian’s bed was most definitely more comfortable than his. After the warm bath Sebastian had insisted on, and a change of fresh sheets, Hunter couldn’t find any reason he would ever want to leave it. His body still ached, but the hot water and Sebastian’s soothing had made the dull reminder of the night before was no more than a second thought now. Sebastian seemed to have fallen into a light doze, curled up on Hunter’s chest now that both of their bodies and minds had eased.

Sebastian truly was beautiful. Hunter’s chest swelled at the knowledge that he was the only one allowed to see Sebastian like this, relaxed and naked and so at peace that he seemed almost inhuman. He was stunning, indescribably so, and the memory of his hands touching and lips kissing and their bodies meeting as they’d done the night before caused warmth to bloom beneath Hunter’s skin.

Fingers curled against Hunter’s side, drawing his focus enough to notice the faint smile on Sebastian’s face, a sign he hadn’t been sleeping after all. He had to laugh as Sebastian shifted, turning so that his chin was settled on Hunter’s chest to smile up at him. “Is there anything I can help you with, darling?” He remarked lightly, the usual tease offset by an undeniable warmth.

Hunter was unable to keep himself from smiling, though it was admittedly slight. His hand settled at the back of Sebastian’s neck and gently tugged him closer, moving up along his body to pull him in for a kiss. It was much more coordinated than the ones from the night before, when they’d both been lost in a heady daze of desire and exploration, but still with all of the gentleness and care that Sebastian’s kiss had held since that cold night a few weeks ago.

“Just stay here,” Hunter said softly in reply to Sebastian’s question, as unnecessary a request as it was. The familiar glint in Sebastian’s eyes was all the promise he needed to stay, wrapped in the warm embrace that was entirely their own.

#thephoenixwrites #;meme #;huntbas #;paris #the eviebug tag #otp: I was born to tell you I love you #hc: paris #opposite: sebastian #//i can already tell ya half of dis is gon be rewritten but here have dis long piece of nonsense and pls don't judge m'horrid writing abilit #*abilities

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Sleep (Spy!Babies)

He’d always read about how eerily quiet hospitals were supposed to be, about how they supposedly smelt of industrial strength bleach and latex and about how white that were. It sounded like something straight out of a horror movie, ready for fear and tragedy to strike at the most unexpected second.

Well, the base’s medical wing has always been immaculately spotless and there was the distinct smell of cleanser in the air, those facts were undeniable. But it wasn’t quiet like he’d always heard claimed. Not by any stretch of the imagination, even if he did ignore the loud noises that had filled the entire base since the early evening. For the past two days that he’d sat there, he had been all but deafened by the sound of the beeping heart monitor and by his own blood pounding loudly in his ears, the only relief coming in the form of Sebastian’s own — albeit uneven and strained — breathing.

The flowers that Grace had brought over a few days prior had already started to wilt. No doubt she’d be over with a fresh bundle in the morning with whatever breakfast she managed to sneak from the mess hall. Hunter did have to admit, her joining him for breakfast did help keep him from completely losing his mind, but he still refused to move from the bedside, not wanting to miss the second Sebastian finally woke up. The medics said they were mostly out of the danger zone, but ‘mostly’ may as well have been an outright no for all the peace it brought him. There was always the possibility, no matter how slight, that Sebastian could…

No. That was a train of thought he refused to allow, digging his fingernails into his palms to keep from continuing. The dull, fleeting pain it brought snapped him back to reality. And right now, the reality was that Sebastian was alive. He was safe. He was with Hunter, and if it meant he’d have to go straight into Hell and pull Sebastian out of the hands of death itself to keep him that way, then that was precisely what Hunter would do.

The two furry brats were sound asleep, Chas curled into Sebastian’s side as always while Clarence made his home at the foot of his bed. They weren’t breathing loud enough to drown the sound of all the machines, but it was still calming enough for Hunter to let himself close his eyes. There were already the sounds of celebration echoing through the headquarters, most of which, no doubt, were rooted in alcohol. Maybe if Sebastian hadn’t been so goddamm self-sacrificing, they would be out celebrating with the rest of the team. No liquor for them - Hunter was sick to his stomach thinking back to the story Sebastian had told him right before the mission had gone to hell, the reason why Hunter had never seen him drunk until it was almost too late.

No, they wouldn’t be drinking if they were out with everybody else, but maybe they would get caught up in all the bright excitement enough to dance with the pulsating music that could be heard all the way in the medical wing. And maybe at the strike of midnight, Hunter would wrap his arm around Sebastian’s waist to tug him close. And maybe Sebastian’s hands would be on Hunter’s back, and they would kiss in the most cliché way imaginable without a care in the world, too inebriated from the brightness and the celebration to pay much mind to people and proprietary. And Sebastian would tug Hunter back to his -their- quarters and they would press into the sheets, moving together with fumbling mouths and needy hands and, for a few moments, they would stop pretending that this was just casual fucking. They wouldn’t ignore their hands laced together or the languid strokes along each others bodies, how their breathy moans sounded more like a prayer than any half-assed attempt at redemption that Hunter had to listen to every Sunday of his godforsaken childhood.

Next year though. If… when, dammit, when Sebastian opened his eyes, Hunter would promise their next New Year’s Eve would be enough to make up for not only this one, but the previous twenty-four that they’d been unable to spend together. All Sebastian had to do was wake up, look at Hunter with those bright eyes that had been far too muted the last time they’d made contact with another, and listen to Hunter’s promise that he would never be hurt again.

It was only thanks to the clamoring noise coming from the mess hall that alerted Hunter that midnight must have finally hit. There was the sound of cheering and those obnoxious fucking noise makers that would most likely be left throughout the entire base until the next morning. Hunter sighed, glancing at the infirmary’s entrance for a quick second before his attention was back on the still form in front of him. Placing a hand on the thick quilt he’d had Grace bring from Sebastian’s rooms, Hunter pushed himself up just enough for him to hover over the too-thin man, leaning forward and pressing a kiss against Sebastian’s dry, lips. His free hand came to rest on top of Sebastian’s, his skin cold despite the heavy blankets he’d been buried under since he’d come home, letting his thumb stroke a line that he hoped could be felt even in his unconscious state.

“Happy New Year, Sebastian.”

#thephoenixwrites #;meme #;huntbas #;Spy #otp: I was born to tell you I love you #au: an espionage affair #hc: spy #the eviebug tag #hallo hi dis felt appropriate but is also garbage pls love me :***

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[TEXT]: Can you pick me up? I think I’m lost. | [TEXT]: I’m drunk and upset and I miss you. (paris pupkitten)

TEXT → I take it you finally managed to escape Grace?TEXT → Forty-five minutes, that’s about half an hour longer than I’ve ever lasted on one of her shopping escapades. Tell me, did she already drag you into the store with the scented soaps and little hand sanitizers or did you manage to get away before that assault to your senses?TEXT → I’ll be there in about ten minutes.

TEXT → Bastian…TEXT → Are you home? Does Oncle Auggie know where you are?TEXT → Please just tell me you’re okay.TEXT → I miss you too, frèreTEXT → But I need to know you’re safe before anything else, alright?

#//loves me #;huntbas #;meme #;paris #idek m'rusty with da memes #otp: I was born to tell you I love you #person: eve #thephoenixwrites #au: a lifetime by your side

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! HUNTBAS BAAAABIES ALL OB DEM OR WHICHEVER VERSE Y'KNOW LOVE ME

Who throws things in a fight? This question implies that babies are capable of fighting, and that’s just not true. Who goes to their parent’s house for a weekend when things get bad? Neither. Huntbas babies don’t fight, and the one or two occasions they’ve had where they do fight are pre-established relationship and they both go off by themselves because they’re idiots and emotionally damaged.Who wants to have children? Who doesn’t? If both do, how do their goals differentiate? It’s not that either of them is against having kids, they’re both just very unsure in their ability to be good parents. Of course there is no doubt in their minds that the other would be the greatest father a child could ask for. It probably takes a while for them to openly discuss having children, but it’s a mutual decision. And once they hold their daughter for the first time, they can’t imagine what their lives were like before her.Who is more adverse to physical contact? They both are, but in different ways. Both of them have histories of physical or sexual abuse and so touch serves as a bad reminder for both of them. Sebastian probably moreso than Hunter, though. And anyone who so much as nudges Sebastian in the wrong way is going to have a very irate Clarington to deal with.Who hates/dislikes their neighbors the most? Any hatred they have for their neighbors is mutual. nd if we’re being completely honest, babies would hold background checks and interviews on the neighbors of any potential area they were looking to move in to, so the chance of living next to someone they disliked is slim to none.Who hates/dislikes their significant other’s family? NEITHER. There are some verses where Sebastian is less than comfortable with Hunter’s father, and he holds many (well-deserved) negative thoughts towards Hunter’s mother, but for the most part, their family is one. Sebastian’s family is Hunter’s family in every sense that matters, and Grace considers Sebasain her brother just as much as she does Hunter.Who is most likely to leave when things get rough? Naaaah, neither of them because babies aren’t ones to let things get rough. They both had to fight like hell for their relationship and they’re not about to let some minor disagreement get in between that.Who thinks their partner turned out a different person than they thought? Neither, I don’t think. For the verses where they’ve known each other since childhood, there are definitely experiences that they never expected to have to suffer through that shaped them, but they are both far too tuned in to one another to not see that, buried underneath all of their stoicism and gruffness, they are still the same scared, bright-eyed person that the other fell in love with on the first day.Who is more likely to cheat? This question is so ludicrous, I won’t even dignify it with an answer.Who hates/dislikes their significant other’s friends? Neither. They are both good judges of character and trust the other person’s friendship abilities that there really isn’t any reason to dislike. And if there was a serious issue that one of them took, it would be discussed together.Who is more emotionally closed off? Let’s be real here, in the beginning these boys may as well have made a competition out of who was more emotionally closed off. Not that it wasn’t fully warranted, of course. Considering what they’ve gone though, in every verse, it’s no surprise that they’re both as emotionally stunted and standoffish as they are. But that’s where the beauty lies in their relationship. Together they let hat slip away, even if it’s only occasionally. They bring out a brightness in each other that, in some cases, has been neglected and pushed aside for years, and it’s all for each other.Who is the dessert person? They both have their vices. Hunter will gladly eat any dessert covered in caramel and Sebastian’s love of marshmallows is no secret. Their sister Grace, though, is the one with the sweet tooth in the family and babies usually pass their desserts on to her. Later, it becomes their nice Lizzie, and a few years down the line, their daughter Ellie.Who hates/dislikes oral sex? Pfft, oral is one of the things both of them highly enjoy and is almost always a part of their foreplay, both of them fans of giving and receiving.

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