𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ independent and canon divergent portrayal of 𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐚 from the descendants franchise ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀ 〝 𝐈'𝐌 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓. . . 𝑼 𝑵 𝑰 𝑸 𝑼 𝑬 .ᐟ 〞

@sybariticisms — enough to split, and she yanked his head backwards. Her lips were against his throat, leaving a line of bite marks as she made her way up to his ear. "I missed you," she whispered.

@sybariticisms "Sweet dreams, bumblebee," Eponine whispered before they made their way out of the bedroom. Once that door closed, she was on Sebastian. Legs wrapped around his hips and ankles crossed behind his back. Her fingers knotted into his hair, teeth catching his lower lip just —

— @coreius With a sleepy four year old attached to his hip, Sebastian quietly pushed the front door of Selwyn manor open. It seemed quiet, nothing was broken, so Eponine must have been sleeping. Not wanting to wake her and upset her further, he carried Beatrix —

@sybariticisms — kiss to her forehead.

@sybariticisms — hadn't been as big of a deal as she'd thought it would be. Just having Sebastian around had brought more brightness into the house than there ever had been before. She gave his hand a squeeze, tucking their daughter into bed as he placed her down onto it, and pressed a —

@sybariticisms -— happy about giving in. Far too much like her parents.

@sybariticisms Penny gave a gentle groan, mind going at a thousand miles an hour about all the ways she would be getting Sebastian back once they were alone. Another short moment of deliberation and Bee whined, "Nap time," although her little face showed she still wasn't particularly —

@sybariticisms — help too?" Draining her mug, the mother nodded with a smile. "Absolutely. And you can be the one to lick the spoon."

@sybariticisms Eponine squirmed slightly, eyes slightly narrowed at her husband over the brim of her mug. He knew she couldn't do anything while he was still holding their daughter. The little girl seemed to consider the bribe for a little moment, yawning before she could ask, "Mummy —

@sybariticisms — "I'll finish up here and we can put Bee to bed together?" As their daughter whined, "No, I'm not tired," while still nuzzled into her father's neck, her mother laughed gently.

@sybariticisms Just as it always had been, her husband's touch was electric. Perhaps even more so than usual as she'd missed it so much in their time apart. "You're going to need one too," Penny hummed, doing her best to hide a smirk by taking a mouthful of her coffee and swallowing, —

@sybariticisms — thought about food. "Thank you," she murmured, pressing a kiss to her husband's cheek, and went to retrieve the toast. "How would we all feel about a late morning nap?" A nap for their daughter, at least.

@sybariticisms The pout that appeared was almost as instant as their daughter left Eponine's arms, big sad doe eyes pleading with Bash, although she couldn't complain for too long. She was starving. Having spent the time since her husband left the night prior in bed, there hadn't been much —

@sybariticisms — leaving sticky hand prints all over her; Bee wasn't going to be the only one who needed a bath. "If you have a bath," her mother began to coax, "We can go out and get whatever snacks you want, and then you, me and daddy can have a film day."

@sybariticisms "I like uncle Zach!" the little one protested, nestling further into her mother as if it would protect her from the threatened bath time. It would definitely work in delaying it. After spending so much time away, Eponine could have kept her close forever. Even if she was —

@sybariticisms — didn't happen very often with a four year old around. "So that's why you're so sticky," she chirped, fingertips tickling at her daughter's neck and getting a giggle in return, "Anything would be fine. Toast?"

@sybariticisms "Fine," the brunette sighed dramatically, although the smile on her lips made it clear she didn't really mind. Despite adoring their daughter more than anything else in this world, Eponine treasured those moments alone with her husband when it was just the two of them. They —