A Horrible Bloke Worth Meeting

Sebastian's DOB: 8/16/1975 Please check pinned post for quick info. NSFW BLOG: TW/CW violence, imperialism, and substance abuse. 21+ only. OCs welcome.

[bossmademestartablog]

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👹👹👹 Active as of September 2023 👹👹👹

If we have a thread and I missed updating it, DM me!!! I don’t drop threads unless we both agree to move on.

Currently open for Rps 🕺🏼 DM a starter or message to plot! When you follow me, I might send you an ask to start a thread. But if you have a multimuse blog, inbox me which character you want to use with Sebastian.

I have a Mormor appreciation discord here. The link never expires, feel free to join!

I name my threads so I can find them more easily. I'll add a thread name in the tags of my posts and reblogs when we Rp.

I don’t write smut on here. The NSFW warning mostly refers to Sebastian's imperialism/casual racism, violence, misogyny, and alcohol abuse/addiction. It's meant to cover potential triggers. Fade to black and mention of sexual acts is okay, but I will not write NSFW anymore on this blog.

Each thread is its own universe unless otherwise plotted. Multiple threads with one character/blog will be considered all part of the same universe, unless we decide to tag it as a different universe.

Will Rp AUs and crossovers! OCs welcome. If your character is a child, there will be no romance plot allowed whatsoever, even if the romance is with an adult character in a multimuse blog.

If you’re curious for some Moran Lore, search my blog for #moran lore or #about Sebastian; Augustus Moran tag is #the pater; some posts are tagged #jim

Disclaimer that MY BLOG IS UGLY ON PURPOSE. Check the desktop version to see how disgusting it is. This is how Sebastian would like it to be, because he is shitty

I have an "active threads" page linked on the desktop version of this blog from like 2012 or sum, don't pay attention to that unless you want to see 2012 Sebastian in action, ig. Think of it as a museum of ancient posts

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

– Jay Vespertine

[swtfrmx]

Missionary being eaten by a jaguar (by Noé León, 1907)

[the-evil-clergyman]

Odalisque with a Fan by Guillaume Seignac (Late 19th - Early 20th Century)

[awardseason]

ANDREW SCOTT Vanity Fair & Amazon’s Pre-Golden Globes Bash Portraits — January 4, 2020

[die-rosastrasse]

Charles Landelle

French, 1821-1908

“Juive de Tanger” (detail)

[thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger]

"Oy, boss. Is that a new coat?"

Jim looked at Sebastian, uncertain about this. "Yes, it is. Why?" Was the man wanting it for something? Was there something wrong with it? Or was Moran just taking an interest in something Jim enjoyed? That last one didn't feel right. There had to be something up Moran's sleeve.

[thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger]

Moriarty wouldn't admit to it but he did think the other man looked rather nice in his plaid shirts. He just wasn't going to be caught dead in one. It hardly matched his aesthetic and would clash horribly in his wardrobe. The pattern was right there with camo. Sebastian could do much better pulling it off and Moriarty would rather die than try it.

"Of course, I'm feeling just fine. How are you, Tiger?" He asked, keeping his voice as genuine as possible. He does love to fuck around with his sniper like this. He throws in a soft smile, just for good measure, one that doesn't feel right on his face but he hopes he's pulling it off.

[bossmademestartablog]

The smile is eerily realistic, uncannily so, and Moran distrusts it instantly. “I’m… suspicious,” he says, not bothering to stick to the English convention of not bad, thanks.

“What’ve you got planned? You’re going to stab me or something, aren’t you?” He’s never been stabbed by Jim before, but their closeness now seems more a red flag than a comfortable embrace. He doesn’t let go of Jim, though. Even with pricked ears, Moran rather enjoys holding the boss like this.

[melamemea]

send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

[thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger]

"Oy, boss. Is that a new coat?"

Jim looked at Sebastian, uncertain about this. "Yes, it is. Why?" Was the man wanting it for something? Was there something wrong with it? Or was Moran just taking an interest in something Jim enjoyed? That last one didn't feel right. There had to be something up Moran's sleeve.

[bossmademestartablog]

A man partial to plaid, Moran finds himself irked at Moriarty’s jab, but he isn’t so interested in fashion that he holds on to any real measure of anger. Besides, when Jim’s wrapped around him like this, it’s easier to ignore some of the more biting comments he makes.

The gratitude comes as a shock. Thank you is something he’s never heard from Jim before, not without a hefty dollop of sarcasm added to it. “You’re quite welcome, sir—are you feeling all right?”

[ericbrandonrp]

bossmademestartablog​:

Moran’s desire to make good on his promise of expediting this ballbag’s retirement rises with his blood pressure at the annoyance of being ignored. Why does Jim want this particular one on the job?

“Do you want it or not? He says you’re the right man for the job, so I’ll believe him. Even if you are a bit of a self-important twat.”

Never mind that Moran is self-important. He pays that no mind.

“Just a bit of a self-important twat?” His brow rises, the grin returning to his features. “Perfect. Guess you like me then.” Eric really does have to fight the urge to just put his arm around the other man. That will probably be a tad bit too much then.

He turns around fully facing him now. “So what do you need my impeccable charm for? And the skills maybe too.”

[bossmademestartablog]

Moran decidedly does not like the sticky-fingered gent, although he can admit to himself the blighter’s handsome—almost as handsome as himself. But charming, he is not.

“You’re quite the cracksman, I’m told,” he responds, and doesn’t bother glancing around the room. You can’t be taken in for speculation, and security here is a joke that’s not worth laughing at. “Our firm is interested in your lifting something on our behalf. Half-payment upfront, the rest when you’ve completed the thing.”

He still shocked the bloke hasn’t heard of Moriarty. Being a part of the criminal underworld in London makes it almost certain that he’d at least have heard a whisper or two. Perhaps it’s a lie, but it’s not one that will benefit him from any angle.

[dim-anas]

Andrew Scott for 'Man About Town', 2020

[oldpaintings]

La Princesse bleue by Georges Antoine Rochegrosse (French, 1859–1938)

[bossmademestartablog]

[the-evil-clergyman]

La Naissance de Venus by Amaury-Duval (1862)

[thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger]

"Oy, boss. Is that a new coat?"

Jim looked at Sebastian, uncertain about this. "Yes, it is. Why?" Was the man wanting it for something? Was there something wrong with it? Or was Moran just taking an interest in something Jim enjoyed? That last one didn't feel right. There had to be something up Moran's sleeve.

[bossmademestartablog]

He doesn’t believe that Jim would be so fragile as to exercise himself over Moran’s opinion of a coat. Moran finds himself preparing for an attack.

“I wouldn’t say anything if you wore something I thought was ugly, unless it made you look like a fool,” he offers, a very centrist answer. The coat does look nice, but he’s trying to gauge what it is Jim wants from him.

[thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger]

Jim was certainly playing at a bit of a game. One he was making up as he moved along. The idea was exciting him just a little. “Thank you, Seb,” he said softly and moved in for a hug, barely able to contain his glee at his new idea.

“But we need to talk about this. Because if I put something on that looked bad, I need you to tell me.” That wasn’t part of a bit. He doesn’t want to go out looking like a complete idiot and he doesn’t trust Seb not to let him make a fool of himself. Though he does firmly believe he has a better fashion sense.

[bossmademestartablog]

“Allow me to reiterate, sir. If you put something on that makes you look like a fool, I’ll tell you.” Moran finds he’s become an expert at evading Jim’s wrath. Sometimes. Conversations with him give the thrill of the hunt, reminiscent of the tiger deep in the jungle brush, flexing its shoulders just before it pounces on an unsuspecting guide.

“Otherwise, it all comes down to matters of taste, hey? I’m somewhat the gentleman, but I doubt you and I have the same taste in gentlemen’s clothing. Don’t think my plaid shirts and denims do it for you.”

[thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger]

"Oy, boss. Is that a new coat?"

Jim looked at Sebastian, uncertain about this. "Yes, it is. Why?" Was the man wanting it for something? Was there something wrong with it? Or was Moran just taking an interest in something Jim enjoyed? That last one didn't feel right. There had to be something up Moran's sleeve.

[bossmademestartablog]

He doesn’t believe that Jim would be so fragile as to exercise himself over Moran’s opinion of a coat. Moran finds himself preparing for an attack.

“I wouldn’t say anything if you wore something I thought was ugly, unless it made you look like a fool,” he offers, a very centrist answer. The coat does look nice, but he’s trying to gauge what it is Jim wants from him.

[oldpaintings]

Cathedral interior by Wyke Bayliss (English, 1835--1906)