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Guys... Is anyone still here?!?

[jamesfuckingmoriarty]

I’m alive... sorta... kinda?

Guys. GUYS.

Six months since I last posted anything. Where the fuck has all my time gone?

Anyway... hi? Is anyone still here?

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Hello my loves!

I just wanted to let you know that I’m good. At first I was just too down to write and then I randomly decided to go back to twitter now that we’re having elections here in Spain.

Long story short, now there’s a politics fandom and we ship all our presidential candidates with each other. I’ve been writing fics and making edits and overall having a great time with that, so that’s taken up all my writing time and inspiration.

Anyway, I’ll be back here eventually, probably not until next year but that’s right around the corner. I hope y’all are having a great time :) You should know that we miss you a lot <3

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Hey loves,

Just wanted to let you know that I’m not dead and I haven’t forgotten about our threads. Just going through some tough times. You know, the usual -depression sucking the energy out of me.

Anyway, I wanted to say that neither this blog nor the others are abandoned or dead. I’ll be back soon with replies and love for y’all <333

Thank you for your patience dears :_)

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“I hardly would call this a cage” he retorted, gesturing with his hands. “And you’re allowed to act human quite frequently. That’s not exactly oppressive, if you ask me. I’ve barely asked you to pay attention to your non-human side, not to completely discard your humanity. I might have, but I didn’t.” Jim shrugged. “What’s in pleasing me daily if you can get away with loads of things the rest of the time?”

"Sorry, it was just a question. Didn't mean to upset you."/latest verse

“Do you ever just stop asking questions at all?” he huffed, running a hand through his hair. “I appreciate curious minds, but yours is just off the charts. There are things you’re siimply not meant to know.”

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Jim found her reaction so adorable he fairly melted. ‘Don’t worry, love, I’m not leaving anytime soon’ he assured her, pulling her closer so that she could rest her head on his lap. ‘And I’ll make sure you have a good alpha if that ever were to happen.’ He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. ‘But you’ll outlive me for sure.’

"Why you gotta be so mean?"/latest verse

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because being nice is pointless and exhausting?” Jim rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m treating you that bad. For a puppy, of course.”

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Her words made Jim laugh, openly and lightly. “Maybe, I guess” he agreed, studying her in return. “I tend to rely more on rewards than punishments, and it’s worked for the most part. I’d rather earn loyalty and adoration than fear and resentment from my pets, you see. Both fear and love can lead to obedience, but the latter makes it long-lasting and more reliable.” He paused. “At least in my experience.”

The vampire tilted his head, thinking. “I might be choosing the wrong rewards for you.”

"Sorry, it was just a question. Didn't mean to upset you."/latest verse

“Do you ever just stop asking questions at all?” he huffed, running a hand through his hair. “I appreciate curious minds, but yours is just off the charts. There are things you’re siimply not meant to know.”

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“You will have one in time, don’t worry. We’ll hunt together when you’re no longer a cub” he promised, teasing her as well. Jim watched her with his lips parted, the temptation calling him like an old friend that’s been missing for a long time. “I have some toys I could help you with” he offered. “Or you have... well, me. I’m sure Moran would love to help you but that’s not going to happen.”

"Tie me up," Morgan panted, slumping forward. "Lock me in the dungeon, I'm begging you." Sweat beaded on her forehead and upper lip.

Jim studied her for a moment, not moving. “Are you going in heat or just about to shift and try to kill me? In either case I think I might just enjoy the show.”

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‘No you won’t’ he replied, though he couldn’t hide a smile. ‘And if you do become stronger, that only means you’ll protect me better. Good strong puppy keeping Daddy safe.’ Jim ran his fingers through her fur, enjoying the feeling with a bit of a lost stare. ‘I’m getting old. Maybe you will be the one to take me down after all. Better than a random wolf I guess.’

"Why you gotta be so mean?"/latest verse

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because being nice is pointless and exhausting?” Jim rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m treating you that bad. For a puppy, of course.”

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‘Ah, that’s a good girl’ he praised cheerfully, hands reaching to rub her tummy. Jim felt as if wolves were bigger, smarter versions of dogs, and as such he tended to assume that their loyalty and innocence were endless. It was hard for his stubborn self to accept, when they finally rose up, that they also had motivations and agendas and a desire for an independence that left them very far from a regular dog. One couldn’t blame him for forgetting they were human when they behaved like adorable fluffy balls. Like now. 

‘I should give you a treat now but I have none nearby, so my affection will have to do.’ He sighed. ‘You have room for development yet... you’ll definitely be stronger. Not stronger than me, don’t get your hopes up.’

"Why you gotta be so mean?"/latest verse

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because being nice is pointless and exhausting?” Jim rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m treating you that bad. For a puppy, of course.”

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“I’m sorry, darling. This is like your first hunting out of bloodlust -some things you just have to experience before giving them up.” Jim crouched next to her bed, watching the transformation a bit mesmerised. That was something he never got tired of. “I tried to provide them with relief whenever it was possible. Back then we had entire packs, not individuals, so it was easier. Vampires were a second best option. There are suppressants, but they’re an emergency resource. Too many side effects.”

"Tie me up," Morgan panted, slumping forward. "Lock me in the dungeon, I'm begging you." Sweat beaded on her forehead and upper lip.

Jim studied her for a moment, not moving. “Are you going in heat or just about to shift and try to kill me? In either case I think I might just enjoy the show.”

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Jim stared at her in silence for a long moment, and for an outsider it might have appeared as if he were just getting ready to tear her apart, measuring their forces, calculating risks. However, he finally stepped back, releasing a breath as his fangs vanished from sight. He still had his strength if she decided to attack, but he deemed it unlikely. And the whole fight, pointless.

“If I were like Moran I could get off on treating you poorly” he said, returning to spoken words in hopes that they would help Morgan out of her animal mindset. “But I am not a sadist. In fact, I find acting like one quite boring.” The vampire shrugged. “I only enjoy torturing people I have something against, and that’s not your case. So yes, you can still be a good pet and be spoiled, and I think that should make things easier for all of us.”

"Sorry, it was just a question. Didn't mean to upset you."/latest verse

“Do you ever just stop asking questions at all?” he huffed, running a hand through his hair. “I appreciate curious minds, but yours is just off the charts. There are things you’re siimply not meant to know.”

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‘That was easy, wasn’t it? Nice and smooth.’ He placed his hands at both sides of her head and lifted it gently, looking into her eyes. ‘You’re still so young... You’re probably going to grow larger. And I’ll miss your little pup days then.’ Jim smiled and released her, tilting his head. ‘Roll over for me.’

"Why you gotta be so mean?"/latest verse

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because being nice is pointless and exhausting?” Jim rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m treating you that bad. For a puppy, of course.”

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“I’m not a fan of drug use, you see” he replied with a hint of amusement, placing Morgan on the pet bed that was still on her cell. His shirt was left with a wide wet spot indeed, and he absentmindedly tried to separate it from his own skin. Jim didn’t like the feeling of the fabric sticking to him, for some reason. “Except for alcohol, I guess. But I do think it’s importance you experience this at least once. To truly know what it’s like. What your nature is like now.”

"Tie me up," Morgan panted, slumping forward. "Lock me in the dungeon, I'm begging you." Sweat beaded on her forehead and upper lip.

Jim studied her for a moment, not moving. “Are you going in heat or just about to shift and try to kill me? In either case I think I might just enjoy the show.”

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‘You’re not awful’ he chided, reaching to scratch right above her tail. ‘You’re a lovely pup and I’ll take care of you. Don’t want Moran’s claws on you.’ Jim leant down to kiss the top of her head. ‘Mine. You’re mine.’

"Why you gotta be so mean?"/latest verse

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because being nice is pointless and exhausting?” Jim rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m treating you that bad. For a puppy, of course.”

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