Handcuffs doodle?
[txt] i might be on the train wearing the Crown Jewels xJM [txt] and by night I mean I am xJM
[txt] I am not distracting the Yard again. - SM
[txt] not asking you too xJM
[txt] I was just complimented on my crown tyvm xJM
[txt] Cause they think its fake. - SM
[txt] wow dream crusher. It was a small child she said I made a lovely queen xJM
[txt] i might be on the train wearing the Crown Jewels xJM [txt] and by night I mean I am xJM
[txt] I am not distracting the Yard again. - SM
[txt] not asking you too xJM
[txt] I was just complimented on my crown tyvm xJM
AYSLUM MEME
Seb chewed at his lips. The pristine of the walls was beginning to blend in with the white of his uniform. He felt like a prisoner, caught in the increasing suffocating room of the Asylum. He heard a voice, that seemed to penetrate the unending sea of nothing about him. Though he couldn’t be sure.
"Tiger. Tiger c'mon out of it. You're going to make it hard to get you out of here if you're really crazy." Jim frowned, peering through the bars on the door.
Good Ol’Shanty
Jim always loved a good fairy tale. Why, it was the basis of his pirateering. Give him a while and he could spin you a tale that kept you captivated as his crew took all you had. Stories of fairies and queens and dragons.
Capt. James Emmett Moriarty was the captain of the Tiger, a legendary ship known for its pirates and captain’s eccentrics. Cap’n Moriarty had a tiger they said! They said it was the last thing you saw before you saw your god. It had a gorgeous coat and was the size of a few good men.
Nothing slipped pass Jim’s ears. He heard of this map that some washed up pirate had. He needed that map. He heard its whereabouts were somewhere in Tortuga. No problem. Jim docked off the shore hopping off the boat. “Sebastian, you’re in charge.” He told the tiger. He looked at another human pirate. “I guess you too.” He shook his head as he made his way into the city. He picked a bar to start with. He ordered himself a pint and a table, waiting for some information to come his way.
omg what is this
So most of you may or may not know, Mun here is part of a rp group call SHARP . It’s crossover month. SO I’m hoping to come back to Jim with AUs and to my regular babies.
"Jim, what are you doing"
“Um, getting in Trouble? No, no I’m sorry this isn’t the nineties.”
“Don’t be cute Jim, it’s unbecoming”
“Excuse you? I’m adorable.”
Andrew Scott
Basically.
{txt: PuppyGram} saw a dog walker today walking like, ten dogs. thought of you and your dog farm. xJM
[text] i like this association. i associate you with a specific scent of spice
{txt: PuppyGram} That’s like, 50 shades of hot. What spice? Can it be cumen?
[text] why that many specifically?
[text] it can be cumin. cumin and cinnamon
{txt: PuppyGram} ill accept that.
{txt: PuppyGram} because that’s like, a shit ton of dogs.
{txt: PuppyGram} I have two and that’s a handful.
{txt: PuppyGram} you have like 10
Send me a ♮ for my muse's reaction to yours walking in on them and seeing all their scars/injuries
"Jim? I need some help."
“I’m sure you do. Everyone wants my help.”
“Yea but I’m gay. I mean, I’m open for options. But usually the D comes first.”
“But still, the arrogance!” That was the one thing that bothered her. The only thing. “Can you even get him to think of anyone but himself or is it a weird one way thing…”
“It’s not like we stay for fucking cuddles afterwards.” Jim pointed out.
{txt: PuppyGram} saw a dog walker today walking like, ten dogs. thought of you and your dog farm. xJM
[text] i like this association. i associate you with a specific scent of spice
{txt: PuppyGram} That’s like, 50 shades of hot. What spice? Can it be cumen?
"Jim? I need some help."
“I’m sure you do. Everyone wants my help.”
“If you can’t figure that out, hun, I can’t help you.” Jim joked.
“I just did, but I’m asking to make sure. Just to really make sure I get nightmares tonight…” She sighed sarcastically.
“Then my job is done. Well, that part. I have a lot to do today.”
“Not…both of them…right? Surely not Mycroft…”
“… Alright true, but it’s because I chose not to Mycroft.”
“Good…just making sure you didn’t go for every sibling on the list.” She nodded slowly. “But Sherlock is not the hot twin. I refuse to accept that. He’s too up himself to be at all near that level.”
"Yea but I'm gay. I mean, I'm open for options. But usually the D comes first."
"Jim, what are you doing"
“Um, getting in Trouble? No, no I’m sorry this isn’t the nineties.”
"Jim? I need some help."
“I’m sure you do. Everyone wants my help.”
“If you can’t figure that out, hun, I can’t help you.” Jim joked.
“I just did, but I’m asking to make sure. Just to really make sure I get nightmares tonight…” She sighed sarcastically.
“Then my job is done. Well, that part. I have a lot to do today.”
“Not…both of them…right? Surely not Mycroft…”
"... Alright true, but it's because I chose not to Mycroft."
Sext: I am so glad that the particles of a star that exploded billions of years ago eventually came together to form your fingers
The kind of sext that a drunk Jim Moriarty sends to Sebastian.