I was thinking of Babet’s taste of music for a while because it was hard to decide if he should like some stuff from the 80s with synthesizers n shit or like classical music. That kinda made me think about what the others might like since yaay different generations n shit.
Anyway, Babet is into 80s New Wave, Claquesous likes the rock from the 70s and Montparnasse obviously is an Arctic Monkey whore.
I seriously don’t know why I still keep trying to porn.
Anyway, here, have Montparnase and ~*~mysterious other guy or maybe girl or whatever~*~. Also thats a little ribbon around his dick. I like ribbons around dicks. They’re cute.
I love you so much that I will cut your arm off and your eye out and call it science.
This actually belonged here whoops oh well
Drunk Babet hugging Montparnasse and being whiny and "I love you so much oh god do you even know I mean you go around and do all those things and almost get killed and every time you come and visit me my heart just kinda jumps because thank god you’re still alive and oh you should stop this business, this isn’t a life for such a young boy like you, you should be studying something nice and be having fun with some friends who are your age and not old men like me and oh god I love you so much my dear Montparnasse" and just
just Babet seeing Mont as his son
Kinda inspired by this fanfiction. Anyway, there still needs to be more crossdressing Montparnasse fanfiction, I swear to god.
Open in a new tab for full version because tumblr is a cockass.
Also, fuck, it’s 4 am.
I once made a list of things I should do when insomnia is being a bitch.
One of the things was drawing my favourite characters in japanese school uniforms.
"YOU TWO RUINED EVERYTHING, I DONT EVEN CARE THAT ITS NOT CHRISTMAS"
I like my Iran and his moodswings.
Sometimes I really really just need Babet being the awkward old daddy in the Patron minette
And I dont mean the sexy kind of daddy
I mean the "Montparnasse, please put on a scarf, it’s cold!" kind
The “Claquesous, smoking that much isn’t good for your health, especially not when you have to run away from the police” kind
The "Brujon, please be more polite to Éponine, a girl like her deserves some more kindness" kind
The "Well done, Gueulemer, here, now you can have your desert" kind
"Montparnasse, you look very nice today but that shirt of yours has some… rather provoking words on it. Are you sure you want to wear that when we’re outside?"
"Claquesous, how long has it been since you last took a shower? Your hair is a mess!"
"Brujon, please stop playing around so much with your piercings, I’m sure this can’t be healthy"
"Gueulemer, eat your vegetables. How can you break the police’s nose when you don’t eat your vegetables?"
Just Papa Babet
I need more Papa Babet