Bastien

Another stellar conversation for the scrapbook Another stumble as I’m reaching for the right thing to say I’m kinda coming up empty Can’t find my way to you Does anybody have a map? Anybody maybe happen to know how the hell to do this? I don’t know if you can tell But this is me just pretending to know So where’s the map? I need a clue ‘Cause the scary truth is I’m flying blind And I’m making this up as I go

[bastienpons]

irisfilipovic‌:

≡ 18TH OF JANUARY, 2016 ≡

“ WHAT’S THIS ? ” she tossed another spoon into the sink where it clicked against a half a dozen dirty dishes. she still had her winter coat on and her purse hanging off her shoulder. the lines underneath her eyes had gotten deeper the past few months — not even the christmas break from work had helped her. IRRITATION in her tone is nearly palpable. she turned on the tap and grabbed the dishbrush. the sound of porcelain dishes clashing against each other filled the apartment. that sad excuse of an apartment they were crammed in. “ seriously ? when did you get back from work ? did you even go to work today ? “ she couldn’t keep up with his coming and goings. the dishbrush scratched against the first plate harshly. “ is it REALLY  too hard to keep things tidy while i’m away ? i don’t want to be doing this at eight pm. ” [ &&. @bastienpons ]

Bastien SIGHED rubbing his temples from his place on the floor in front of the couch, various papers scattered across both the coffee table, the couch itself and it piles next to him on the floor. He had a paper deadline in two days for a magazine, and he didn’t have time for this again. “I’ll do them later.” was his only response, an annoyance clear in his voice despite the low tone of it. It seemed like the only thing they did recently was this. He heard the tap being turned on and the clear sound of cleaning and closed his eyes “I SAID I’ll do them later. Five dirty dishes aren’t going to KILL you” he said now louder but not moving from his spot. She was being childish, and he didn’t have the mental space for it right now. “Did I left this place no- but please explain to me again how that’s not REALL work. It’s been about 13 hours I may have forgotten” the sarcasm in his voice was clear as he saved and closed his laptop. He was expecting a fight now.

[bastienpons]

03.07.2005

@mchaeleicn​

Bastien was taller than most of his friends. In a pointy, lanky sort of way. His built had yet to catch up to the height he had come into in the last two summers. Long afternoons in libraries, whether his parents, friends or public, likely unhelpful in this fact. But that had never been much of a concern of his. And it wasn’t one now, it wouldn’t be for a few months longer that he would look at himself in a blushed shame and find a gym. Right now he was content in whatever this last summer was- a limbo of opportunities and friends he might never see again. Or that would outlive every setback. 

He and Marc were losing hard at the table soccer game, a thing for the leagues. Two Italian’s. A brother and sister he thought. He only remembered the girl’s name because Marc kept repeating it as if that would get him closer to sleeping with her. It was fun either way. Until he was betrayed that was- Adriana’s brother was tired of playing and Marc quickly took his place next to the girl. Leaving Bastien to fend for himself. “Apunyalat a l'esquena. Menja Merda.” he said with a laugh before looking around quickly. Most of the people around the resort had been here for a few weeks. The perfect place for a holiday if you wanted only a beach and food and nothing else of a country. Bastien had chatted up with most of them even closely around his age so far. He needed a new face. A hopefully better change at fighting boredom. And a lot could have been said for why he chose. Destiny. Universe. God. The part of him screaming to jump out of the closet. Bastien would always defend it was because Michael stood out from the crowd of tan bodies, reflecting the sun. “I’m Bastien. Wanna help me detroy a backstabbing bitch of a friend?”

[bastienpons]

16.03.2010

@irisfilipovic

He passed her one of the paper coffee cups with a smile as they finally made their way out of the library. The study sessions were becoming more and more usual - something both of their friends loved to comment on. A law student and a physics one didn’t have a lot of overlap (or any that he had noticed so far and he had looked for excuses). But Bastien found that he minded much more not spending time with Iris than he did the jokes and jabs. “So basically my brother is very exited about the campain” he picked up the conversation as he started on the long way to her car. They had a silente routine down by this point. “And honestly at this point if I don’t have a test on this Herrera’s dude’s politics when i get home i’ll be seriously disapointed.”

[bastienpons]

irisfilipovic‌:

she cleared her throat first but when it didn’t seem to be enough to catch his attention she gave up on the approach. “ bastien. ” she said his name FIRMLY. like they didn’t avoid each other as much as they just could in the corridors. “ i need your advice. ” [ &&. @bastienpons ]

He was sure the surprise was clear in his face at her words. He had seen Iris when he had walked in but was yet still unsure what the procedure was. Where they on talking terms? Parties seemed to be the exception they were both happy to make if only for their aligning view of most other attendants. But that didn’t mean much in real daily life. “My advise?” He almost made a joke but stopped himself nodding with a half smile “Sure- I mean of course. Would you like to talk about it over coffee? Or tea.”

[bastienpons]

(( @mimidbg )) 

“It’s truly beautiful to see Royal cozy up to the ideas of democracy when they are cold and miserable. Perhaps all we need for revolution to happen is to keep all monarchs a few weeks in the artic” He commented as he walked next to the blond- he had long ago stop arguing Mimi’s less than protocol meetings. At the present moment, they were walking some likely to expensive store. He had yet to see any price meaning if you had to ask, or know at all, you were not welcomed. “France seemed to have turned their eyes away from Monaco for the time being your plan worked.”

[bastienpons]

someone give me ideas of about 30 male fc who have a) resourses like at all, b) nerdy Bastien look™

cause so far I can only think of William Jackson Harper 

and if I have to use the same two kinda smiling kinda judging you gifs again

[bastienpons]

irisfilipovic‌:

“ keeps people on their toes, ” iris mused with a laugh. while she couldn’t say that bastien and her were friends, she still preferred to talk to him than half of the people who looked down on her. it was why she was on her BEST behaviour, and made sure that she gave NO SPACE for bitterness. “ no, not the old couple — it’s whoever is dressed like it’s 2003. old information, failed the camouflage. “

“I’m pretty sure I’ve worn the same exact button-down shirt in different colors every other day since we were in COLLEGE.” he argued with a shrug and a half grin “Fashionably inept people are the pillar of our society Iris, not a mocking matter.” How easy it was to go back in time and talk to Iris like they were 20 again should really CONCERN him. But he had more than one drink that night in attempts to keep himself from talking to too many people. “Aliens built the pyramids but they can’t dress up? Unlikely. It’s whoever is dressed too well. Which makes this an awkward time to tell you, you look very nice tonight.” he finished turning to her with a half smile that he had intended to be smug.  If it came across FOND was none of his fault.

[bastienpons]

 xsofiya‌:

She let out a tiny sigh and hid a small smile behind her glass. Good to know she wasn’t the only one who was worn out by this. Sofia never thought of herself as a stick-in-the-mud, but would it kill these royals to buckle down and actually work for more than a few days at a time? She looked up and offered a proper smile and her hand. “Lovely to meet you, Bastien. Sofia Valentina. If you don’t mind me asking, what work has brought you here tonight? It’s not exactly a productive environment unless you’re trying to get tipsy. Then it seems very productive.”

“Valentina? The Ukranian artist isn’t it? It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m quite a fan of your more political work” he replied before taking a sip of his drink. Talking about his work has of late wasn’t something he was immensity proud off. Sure it sounded good on paper, and likely to other people for the most part. But Bastien wasn’t one to care much about how he was perceived, and the truth of the matter was that he didn’t do much under Mimi’s employment. Hell, he had managed a 3-month ‘vacation’ after all. “I’m part of the staff of her royal highness Princess Dominique of Monaco.” his voice was monotone for the answer but he would be damned if he wouldn’t at least try to sound professional while talking about his employer. “Royals, as I came to find prefer to work wearing incredibly uncomfortable clothes” If he wanted to be truthful he really should add, that the girl preferred to work with drinks around - but there’s ever hardly any truth in politics. 

[bastienpons]

princis-g‌:

“Ah, there’s where we differ. I love a good party.” He grinned with a nod. “That’s true. It could always be worse… or you at least need to tell yourself it’ll always get worse or else it might actually.” He paused. “I’m not making much sense, am I?”

“might actually? Get worst?” Bastien wondered before nodding a bit at the others words. “Slightly - but you can blame the alcohol.” he offered before taking a sip of his drink “Yours or mine”

[bastienpons]

lilyshiliu‌:

“ it never fails to AMAZE me. i’m literally doing my job right now… just standing here. “ lily attended weddings and parties on the royal’s dimes, essentially. employing her was like getting insurance- you probably don’t need it, but when you do, you do. “ the only downfall is missing home, and family, which, might not be so bad. “

“Well yes, I can agree it’s also the most low maintenance job I have ever done. Sure when something comes up it’s life or death end of the world type business but I would agree so are grading finals.” he joked taking a sip of his drink. “I don’t think I ever had that problem, the home part, I see my family a very respectable once or twice a year like any well-rounded adult should.”

[bastienpons]

mchaeleicn‌:

“Ever the cynic, Sebastien,” Michael said, setting up on the other side of the man and causing the other staff member to remove himself from the conversation. He handed over a glass of champagne. “Here, I figured you would need it more than most. I know I need them frequently for parties like this.”

“I’m never one to disappoint” he nodded at his previous conversation companion as he walked away at the prince’s arrival. It wasn’t all of the staff, especially those of high birth, that bad mouthed the royals but those were usually the ones Bastien got along with. Even if in passing. He took the drink he was being offered with a thanks to Michael before taking a sip “So no beer uhm? Is this any way to maintain your brand, Michael?”

[bastienpons]

princis-g‌:

“And do you… not love being paid to do… this?”

Bastien shrugged looking over at the boy for a second before turning his attention back to the party. “I don’t love having to attend it. Money or otherwise.” he commented with a shrug “Big fancy parties are more my sibling's thing. But it could be worst. If nothing else the new year might bring new luck.”

[bastienpons]

irisfilipovic‌:

“ it’s TRULY astonishing how much time i spend with these people when i keep telling everyone how little respect i have for these people. ” she angled her head and shrugged. “ humans are fake. ” she DARED to crack him a small grin. the more he was around, the easier it got to accept his existence. she was confident enough dig up old jokes. the simple sentence was one she had used to throw around as a comedic relief all the time. now it was nothing but a remnant from the past. she wasn’t sure if she had just grown out of it or if she had pushed away everything that she associated with him. 

“We’ve both always been very contradictory people” He couldn’t help the fond smile as he replied. It was hard not to slip back into old habits now that the anger had seemed to die down between them, as strong emotions often have the PESKY habit to do. It was the sneaky ones that stuck, fondness, caring, trust. But he couldn’t be thinking about that - not on new years even. So he looked away from her face taking a drink of his glass. Old private jokes were dangerous territory but at this moment so were his thought and falling back on habits was so easy “Who in this room is 100% the next ALIEN overlord. My vote is that old couple who have been staring at the buffet table as if BREAD was invented yesterday.”

[bastienpons]

xsofiya‌:

“I know the feeling,” Sofia mused, staring around at the gathered crowd and wondering how often this sort of thing happened in Norway. Just party after party, it seemed. Of course it was the holidays, but it felt a bit much for her. “I keep telling myself I should be grateful that this retreat has been so lively and… fun. But it just feels like overkill to me.”

Bastien nodded at her words with a small half smile, he couldn’t tell if she was measuring her words so to not seem ungrateful about all the extravagant aspects of what was essentially court life. Either way he agreed with her. It was overkill. “Oh I’ve stopped trying to be grateful for any of it. They clearly aren’t,” he commented with an amused look at all the politic steps the Royals were doing - like a dance - before turning to face the woman. “But I’m being rude. Sebastien Pons, please call me Bastien.”

[bastienpons]

mimidbg‌:

“I don’t know that I’d call it ‘inspiring’,” Mimi interjected, placing a hand on Bastien’s shoulder as she slid in beside him, “but it’s certainly something. –Do you mind if I borrow him for a moment?” She asked his companion, but didn’t wait for an answer before she hooked an arm with Bastien’s and began leading him away. “She was pretty. Is she one of the Andorran team?”

Bastien hummed at Mimi’s words taking a sip of his glass has she interjected herself into his conversation. Given it wasn’t a very interesting conversation to begin with, and has he had just mentioned to the young woman he had been chatting with - he was currently working “Duty calls it seems.” he commented in place of a goodbye as Mimi pulled him away. “She not. She works in pr for the Americans. Incredibly dull.” if it was balanced by her looks as Mimi had pointed out “We just met.” he answered the younger girl taking another sip of his drink. “How can I be of assistance then?”

[bastienpons]

“It’s truly inspiring how much I party while working compared to my actual vacations” he commented with a shrug “I know many people would love to be paid to do-” he motioned around “this.”

[bastienpons]

i just came back from mary poppins returns and ben spends the movie stressed and looking like a dork

may i say it’s a Bastien approved look™