#jamesfuckingmoriarty

[sebastian-tiger-moran]

If there was one thing he was good at, Sebastian thought, it was getting on Jim's bad side. He didn't try to go out of his way to be disobedient, but it came naturally to him, it was too easy to listen to the little voice in his head that said "do it." He knew he couldn't blame a little voice for this, just as he knew getting on Jim's bad side wasn't a skill that would get him hired anywhere else. "It's not like I beat the shit out of him" he growled "I just roughed him up a little, I wanted to teach him how to fight back. He had no bite and it pisses me off how you waste time with him." Sebastian had went to MK's home and hit the man, many many times, and didn't think Jim cared that MK had hit back, had even scratched him pretty good. "I didn't even beat him after I got him drunk. Christ stop looking at me like that. I did nothing wrong."

[clockworkarchery]

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Now what?

[the-detectives-blogger]

[text] Missing me already? ;) -JM

Desperately. Seb won’t let me do /anything/. JW

[codemk42]

+5

"Hello. If you are looking for Mr. Stark, I'm sorry to announce that he is not here. Can I help you?"

[officialtonystark-archive]

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// I swear to god I have nothing to do with this. I don’t want Loki to hate my Jim… /more/. XDDD Dammit. Although Jim seems very pleased with the idea, for some reason. :P

xD aww shh it's fine

I sent you an ask for this btw :3

[drugaibith]

{Hello first six!}

"No, I totally didn't steal then kill from a mafia leader..." Lisa lied, chucking awkwardly.

[sebastian-tiger-moran]

Wedding Crasher

The chapel was small. This was not by any means a complaint on Sebastian’s part. He had not invited anyone to be on his side for the wedding, beyond his bride’s brother. That would be his best man, all his other options for best men had died, or left, or couldn’t be trusted to be a best man. Not when his future bride wasn’t part of the business, not when she was just a civilian, but a visibly pregnant civilian as well.

  He hadn’t seen her yet, in the dress. Of course he had seen her, felt the baby kick a few times too. Eight months was so late for a wedding, but he had kept putting it off. Four years, however, was a long time to be dead, and Sebastian had been hoping, waiting, that in those eight months some sort of miracle would happen. But it hadn’t, and she was getting anxious. So Sebastian had bought her a nicer ring than she expected, paid for the dress and the chapel. Her parents wouldn’t have to spend a dime, if it was up to him, but they rented out the reception hall. He glanced out at the chapel before heading back into his separate room, the one the priest kept for meetings. His bride-to-be was on the other side of the chapel, not even ten steps away, getting prepared by her mother and friends. His best man was outside, smoking, and Sebastian, he was alone with his thoughts, the impending marriage, the baby. A normal life.  A retired life. He breathed out slowly, fixing his tie, running a hand through his hair. He should have trimmed it, but it was too late now.

  There was a knock on the door, he didn’t bother to check “Come in” he called “We have thirty minutes right?” 

[thecockysniper]

☾

"Boss, what're you doin' here," he asked groggily.

[the-detectives-blogger]

“Being tied to a chair suits you.”

John struggled against the bonds that held him; his fingers deftly working over the knots as only an Army Captain could. To no avail; the damned sniper had bound him too well. John glared bloody murder up at the consultant criminal. “It would suit you better. Want to try?” 

[kingxfmischief]

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"Who are you?" Loki snarled, eyes narrowing as he started to circle the stranger slowly.

[devilsxtiger]

[text] Drop whatever you're doing. I have an urgent matter I need you to help me with. -JM

[Contact: Boss] [text] Where are you?.-SM[text] I'm coming.-SM

[yes-wearerelated]

Lexi was sitting in the back of her workshop, around the corner from the front door, as she worked on forming a vase that she had been asked to make. Somehow, she heard the sound of the door opening and closing over the noise of the pottery wheel, but she knew she couldn’t stop while in the middle of the formation. “I’ll be right there!” she called, working to finish as quickly as possible.

When she got to a place she could leave the clay, she stood and walked around the corner, wiping her hands on her apron as she went. But who she saw standing there was just about the last person she had expected.

“Oh. I was expecting a customer…”

jamesfuckingmoriarty

[yousaiddangerous]

"Take a picture, it’ll last longer."

John snapped out of his trance and looked up at Jim. "...Sorry, I was lost in thought."

[fangsforhirearchive]

Something old. Something new. Something borrowed. Something blue. (Closed)

“Harry this isn’t fucking funny,” Lucien complained as Harry gave a wry grin, trying and failing at looking innocent. “What?” Lucien sighed staring at the blue object in his fingers turning it over and releasing a defeated groan. “Harry if you tell anyone about this, I will gut you and shove you in the wedding cake.” Harry stuck his tongue out rather childishly as Lucien tightened his grip on the blue cock ring, straightening his suit jacket which was draped over a handsome chair.  “Now you’re set,” Harry teased glancing at the items. Something old. – Eric had provided him with that one, a beautiful knife which was concealed where his usual weapons were stored. Not that they weren’t enough ancient things around today. Something new. – His tie pin. A beautiful black panther studded into silver.  Something borrowed. – He’d nicked Sebastian’s own underwear needing something of his during those long hours of being alone. Something blue.  -  And now this.

Lucien could no longer deny it. He was playing the fucking wife. When had it come to this?  “Harry. Leave.” “But-“ “Harry you have ten seconds-“ “Fineeeee, see you soon. You look… amazing brother.” Harry dashed out of the changing room narrowly avoiding that antique knife and Lucien continued to change standing in front of the mirror after sliding on that final fucking item he really wanted to burn, running a hand through his hair. He had done a lot of unexpected shite in his life time. Joining Jim. Falling in love. Creating a progeny. Making friends. In books they called it character development but this was no fucking story and Lucien was unsure where the hell this ending went, it scared him and he knew it was aright to be nervous. He had accepted that. Besides as he stood in front of that mirror, his lips formed a smile he never planned on wearing, and before he could stop that stupid human emotion flooding through him, he left.  - He wasn’t surprised to see Harry again before it was time, the other male greeting people and thanking them for coming, taking the attention away from Lucien giving him enough time to slip to the doors unnoticed.  Giving him enough time to suck in a breath before the soft music started (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fjDojEOiMcE)  and then he had no choice but to walk, or was strut the right word? Lucien couldn’t hide behind his sunglasses Harry had snatched them away before he even tried, and he felt exposed. Vulnerable as he took the first steps to forever and stood as still as a statue next to Harry and Jim trying to ignore everyone else in the room, hands clasped by his sides near the alter.  He had believed his nerves would stay the entire day but the sound of that one heartbeat, the most significant sound in his world behind him stopped time and Lucien couldn’t help turn around, catching his fiancée’s eye, wanting nothing more than to pounce at him and kiss the life from him.  ‘I love you..’  He spoke silently into the man’s mind, fingers outstretching towards him.  ‘Come.’