moonthalar headcanons
day 4: headcanons
of course I couldn't participate in a crackship week and not do one of my absolute fave cracks. when I first came up with the idea for these chaos beans all those many moons ago I didn't expect it to divulge into any direction past a quick discussion and some light hearted consideration. but after the valentine's day challenge I had this year (and the first moonthalar fic I ever wrote) they've been one of my bigger and most favored crackships. this is also very much due to Cass' encouragement and enthusiasm over them. anyway please enjoy <3
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They braid each other's hair. Like often super often. It's therapeutic for both of them. And it calms Hunt down. Fenrys is more sensitive on his head so he doesn't let many people touch it. But he will curl up next to Hunt and guaranteed five seconds later fingers will be carding and twisting and plating.
They have matching tattooes. Two links from a chain, with one of the links breaking open. It means all sorts of things for them. The first being that they did and can break free from whatever shackles them.
They both adore sweatpants. But if they need to dress to the occasion holy shit do they go for it.
Fave times of day are 12-3am and Sunday mornings. They love the quiet. It's like they're in a bubble floating above the earth, untouched by the chaos of their realities
Fenrys can bake anything and Hunt takes full advantage of this.
Neither of them can cook for shit though. But Hunt is still better than Fenrys. There's been one too many pasta-sauce-on-the-ceiling-stains to let Fen in the kitchen by himself.
Hunt loves eating pancakes right off the pan. Fenrys will be whipping them up in the morning and Hunt is sitting there being fed as the spatula lifts it up.
They're so fucking indulgent of each other. Fenrys says he wants a specific type of shower gel and Hunt is purchasing fifty bottles of the stuff three seconds later.
Hunt wants dessert at the restaurant even though both of them know he's never gonna eat more than one bite and Fenrys orders the entire dessert menu and feeds him whatever he wants.
They just cannot deny each other. They've been denied everything from happiness to freedom to simple choice for so long.
It's not really about extremes. It's about knowing where they fall.
They're the tall couple :/ you know the ones that tower over literally everyone and it's actually just disrespectful you feel like you're talking to the clouds. But still Fenrys is the shorter one by nothing more than a hairs breadth and a tiny rise on the toes but still! Hunt lordes his extra millimeters over his boyfriend like a trophy.
It also makes getting top shelf stuff an absolute spectacle.
Hunt is always pressing himself up behind Fenrys whispering in his ear, "can't reach baby?" "Want me to get that my love?""Here let me help you mi corazoñ""you sure you're okay sweetheart?"
Speaking of, they use a frankly disturbing amount of petnames. Hunt speaks three languages and he knows like ten endearments in each of them. Fenrys positively melts at all of them.
His faves to call Hunt though is "baby" or "mi cielo". Just something about the way Hunt goes mindless when he hears it.
Hunt is scarrryyyyy organized. Like plans for everything he could possibly plan for organized. Like has different colours for different events on the calendar organized. Like needs three to five business days to change his schedule organized.
Fenrys on the other hand will wake up and decide he wants to go river rafting in the afternoon.
It's actually hilarious to their friends to see them argue about it. Hunt says he has three different things to do in the day and they all have to be done by 5pm and Fenrys says "I'm coming to pick you up at 1 for lunch I will drag you out of that building if I have to."
Smut headcanons cause why not:
Hunt fucking loves dirty talk. And Fenrys is very very good at it.
They're both switches but Hunt prefers to bottom and Fenrys doesn't have a problem with topping.
But when Hunt tops hollyyy fuck Fenrys honestly believes he could go blind his eyes roll so far back in his head
Also Fenrys has an oral kink
And Hunt has a degradation kink
They keep a list of kinks they've always wanted to try, things they've never wanted to try, and things they're hesitant to try but may at some point given the right space, thought, and time.
They've had a disgusting amount of semi public sex. Neither of them knew they were voyeuristic or exhibitionists until that very first time in Fenrys office.
Their hard limit is nothing out in the open. It's more the idea of getting caught than the actual getting caught part that turns them on.
When they first started dating they used to fuck like they hated each other but now they fuck like it's their sole purpose to ascend to new plains of existence
