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For the mun: Are you also moriarty-network? You have similar icons?

//Nope, this is the only sherlock bbc dedicated blog I have, and it was made around a year ago. I haven’t heard of the blog you’re talking about (or at the very least, I don’t follow then as far as I know)

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//I'm so glad to see that you're back!! Glad things are going better for you!

//Thanks, me too!!

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I do hope that your dearest overbearing brother doesn’t know about your ‘well thought out decision’ to flirt with me. I have a feeling he would try to spoil the fun. -JM

Yes, I’m guilty of having a bit of a sweet tooth. You’d have to find where I am first if you really wanted to send me something. -JM

Oh good. Life has been so terribly boring while you were away. I began to worry it was permanent this time. -SH

Don’t fall for the same disappearing act twice, my dear, it’s unattractive. -JM

Your pet didn’t adequately repell your boredom while I was away? -JM

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If you succeed in causing me unwanted annoyance, I’ll see to it that no part of your death is fun. -JM

Unless you give me a reason to stay interested in playing, that's the road you're going down. Ignorant recklessness will get you nowhere meaningful, darling. -JM

Oh, of course I know that. It just depends whether or not I choose to respect that -JL Your web has been somewhat dismantled, though I'm sure you know that. Have fun rebuilding dear, I might see what chaos I can cause whilst you do. -JL

...Ah. Don’t tell me that the little recent mishap was your doing? It seems you’ve severely underestimated the size of my network if you think that the trouble you’ve caused me is anything substantial. -JM

You should be careful. Not many can play with me and come out the other side still breathing. -JM

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Its only gone bad because the people you’ve tried it with were ordinary, my dear. It’s a pity it isn’t happening because of the holiday, I was just about to have chocolates sent over to your flat, amongst other things. -JM

Oh good. Life has been so terribly boring while you were away. I began to worry it was permanent this time. -SH

Don’t fall for the same disappearing act twice, my dear, it’s unattractive. -JM

Your pet didn’t adequately repell your boredom while I was away? -JM

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// Hello ! I want to interact with your Moriarty but I'm afraid you will turn me down as my Moran is female even if I read you're willing to interact with OC... so would you give me a chance or not ? In any case thanks for your time :)

//It really depends on my mood tbh, sometimes I’m happy to interact with an OC and other times I’d rather stick to my headcannoned characters; overall, your version of Moran is welcome here. <3

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Of course. -JM

Well, of course it isn’t true now… I assume my past flirting hasn’t fallen upon deaf ears; My thoughts on your reciprocation are positive. Dare I ask what's brought it about? Is it my sudden reappearance, or the overbearing holiday? -JM

Oh good. Life has been so terribly boring while you were away. I began to worry it was permanent this time. -SH

Don’t fall for the same disappearing act twice, my dear, it’s unattractive. -JM

Your pet didn’t adequately repell your boredom while I was away? -JM

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It seems you will get some traffic in the coming days, then. That should occupy you for at least a small while, hm? -JM

You’re adorable. It's endearing how you’re only noticing my implications now. And, is that flirting, Sherlock? You’re full of surprises today. -JM

Oh good. Life has been so terribly boring while you were away. I began to worry it was permanent this time. -SH

Don’t fall for the same disappearing act twice, my dear, it’s unattractive. -JM

Your pet didn’t adequately repell your boredom while I was away? -JM

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Of course Jim had to take control of the situation.

He pauses his rapid typing, Sebastian's voice stealing his attention for a moment, and sighs softly. “You’re adorable,” He deadpans. As if one would be picking the other up- as if they were normal people.

“My chauffeur, obviously, will pick us both up,” he’s typing into his phone again, “First me, and then you. He’ll drive us to the restaurant. I figured you would have gathered that.” His words could be interpreted as a bit insulting, but, that was normal. Even so, his tone was lightly teasing.

Though he wasn’t trying to focus too much on it, he could catch the slight- nervousness? Anxiety?- that Sebastian was trying to hide, unsuccessfully.

Yes. Definitely adorable indeed. He made it a point to ignore the vague warmness he felt when the thought passed through his mind.

Jim himself wasn’t worried too much on how Sebastian perceives him- he knows what he looks good in, and he couldn't care less about what anyone thinks, anyway. He is a bit focused, however, about the specific fondness he’s been feeling towards his sniper. He would call the emotions worrying, but, that would mean he would have to acknowledge the problem in the first place. Admit it to be real- and that was not something he was willing to do.

In an attempt of denial, he told himself that there was nothing off about his personal feelings- nothing out of sorts- at all.

He slides up beside Jim and wraps his arms around him.

Immediately there’s a loaded pistol pressed against the other mans abdomen. Jim doesn’t even spare him a glance as he does this, but the obvious implication, and threat, is there.

And, if his warning isn’t enough, he has no problem pulling the trigger, even though the blood would ruin his suit.

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What was your childhood like?

Jim keeps his voice, and his expression, unreadable as he answers. His tone was deceivingly casual.

“A necessary evil.”

As it was for everyone else, it was a learning period in his life. Although his childhood contained the stepping stones to become what would eventually be who he is today, the actual conditions of his childhood were… something to be decided. No kid in a ‘healthy environment’ would kill his classmate over being laughed at (as well as keeping the kids shoes for several years following as a ‘souvenir’), after all.

Not that he would say as much out loud, of course.

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Have fun, dear. Don’t draw too much unwanted attention. -JM

Welcome back. Planning something huge today do try and stay away from that big to do at the bridge. Those things fall down so easily.-MM

Noted. Me and Moran are still getting re-situated. He’s taking the time to unpack everything; I’ll inform him about the bridge. -JM

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Besides work plans, you mean? You wouldn’t believe how many ex-lover disappearances are taking place today. -JM

If I had been back earlier, I could have even scheduled one for Johnny. We could have seen if you would have been able to stop the murder before it took place… At least theres always next year. -JM

Oh good. Life has been so terribly boring while you were away. I began to worry it was permanent this time. -SH

Don’t fall for the same disappearing act twice, my dear, it’s unattractive. -JM

Your pet didn’t adequately repell your boredom while I was away? -JM

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He's already texting orders into his phone by the time Sebastian responded, eyes concentrated on his screen. The restaurant he had in mind was the newer Italian one halfway across the city; five stars, high class- that sort of thing. Pulling the correct strings to get them booked isn’t complicated, and doesn't take him much time at all.

“Wear one of the nicer suits I got for you,” his voice is carefully casual, though, it still leaves little to no room for negotiation. He pauses from typing on his phone, looking up towards the other. “Be ready by 7, Tiger.”

Vaguely, his mind is already wandering, idea after idea coming to him on how exactly to make this night a bit more memorable. People usually gave their dates Valentine day gifts, right? As useless as the holiday was to him, he could work with it.

He wonders if Sebastian actually expects the night to go by in a normal manner, as he goes back to typing into his phone.

He slides up beside Jim and wraps his arms around him.

Immediately there’s a loaded pistol pressed against the other mans abdomen. Jim doesn’t even spare him a glance as he does this, but the obvious implication, and threat, is there.

And, if his warning isn’t enough, he has no problem pulling the trigger, even though the blood would ruin his suit.

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He noticed the others reaction to his words, and noted that, apparently, Sebastian wasn’t preparing for him to be caught up on the nickname.

He scoffed lightly, his guarded expression falling just a bit. “Success isn’t what I would call it,” he mumbled, before looking back towards Sebastian. His eyes land on the small smile now playing on the mans lips, and he averts his gaze subtly as he starts to speak again.

“I should say no just because of that horrid nickname.” Any danger that might have been in his tone was dissipating as his mind shifted to what his snipers actual point was.

His and Sebastian's relationship was… different. Certainly, it was different then any other sort of relationship Jim had in his life, not that he would admit it. He wouldn’t ever say it, of course, but he was more relaxed around Sebastian. He trusted him. Sebastian was the only person that he really didn’t hate- he refused to think too deeply about that particular fact.

And, now, Sebastian was asking him to dinner, on Valentines day. It's not as if he hasn’t been out with Sebastian before, so this shouldn’t really matter, right? Of course it doesn’t matter. It's just dinner, that’s it.

He starts to speak to distract his train of thought.

“I’ll take care of the scheduling. God knows everywheres packed because of the holiday, but, that shouldn’t be too much of a problem.” He takes out his phone while he talks, already preparing to book them somewhere nice, while blatantly ignoring the fact that he hasn’t even checked to see if he had any work related plans going on tonight.

He slides up beside Jim and wraps his arms around him.

Immediately there’s a loaded pistol pressed against the other mans abdomen. Jim doesn’t even spare him a glance as he does this, but the obvious implication, and threat, is there.

And, if his warning isn’t enough, he has no problem pulling the trigger, even though the blood would ruin his suit.

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Johnny boy left a while ago, and nothing notably eventful has happened since… That does sound horribly boring. -JM

I assume you have no plans for the holiday, though, I’m not surprised. Irene hasn’t contacted you about it? -JM

Oh good. Life has been so terribly boring while you were away. I began to worry it was permanent this time. -SH

Don’t fall for the same disappearing act twice, my dear, it’s unattractive. -JM

Your pet didn’t adequately repell your boredom while I was away? -JM

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Jim stared at him, dark eyes burning holes into the other man. What his mind had wanted to focus and analyze was the ‘dinner’ portion of Sebastian's statement, but…

He blinked at the other, and had stilled as soon as the nickname came out of Sebastians mouth. Moments passed, until finally,

“. . . ’Jimmy’?”

Was Sebastian joking? Trying to be cute? Oh no, it was cute alright. Downright adorable how Seb apparently thought that that was okay in any sense.

“Tell me, Moran. In what world do you think that calling me that is a good idea?” He wasn’t even upset at Sebastian asking him out to dinner, assuming he was being serious. Hell, he couldn’t really focus on if he was even actually angry at all, or just stunned- maybe slighyly flustered- at his snipers choice of wording. Of course, Jim had loads of nicknames for Sebastian, but that was besides the point.

He slides up beside Jim and wraps his arms around him.

Immediately there’s a loaded pistol pressed against the other mans abdomen. Jim doesn’t even spare him a glance as he does this, but the obvious implication, and threat, is there.

And, if his warning isn’t enough, he has no problem pulling the trigger, even though the blood would ruin his suit.