Just A Smoking Gun

Colonel Sebastian Moran is an ex-army colonel and the right-hand man of Professor James Moriarty. Also known as the "second most dangerous man in London" Indi rp blog for Sebastian Moran from Sherlock.  Tracking: endofmygun (Blog known to post NSFW...

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Just a PSA

Reblog if you don’t ignore rps and asks but sometimes it takes you a while to think of a response, or you only have time to answer a question or two before doing other things.

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Oliver Durrant, ~The Councelor~

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Jim hesitates before texting back, deciding to give Sebastian the location of a crossroads; two nearby streets that are usually busy enough, and easy to find. There may have sparked a mutual attraction between them, one Jim very much looks forward to exploring, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to give the man his address just yet. Especially knowing what he knows; that he is from a family overflowing with money, influence, and ambition.

No, Jim’s far too paranoid for that, given what he’d fought through to get where he is today.

He tosses his phone aside onto his bed once he’s given his answer, dedicating himself to the task of putting himself together as to present the most impeccable image possible. When Sebastian sees him, Jim wants the earth to shake beneath his feet. 

Sebastian takes note of the street and text a driver with the information as well as a description of Jim so he will be easily spotted. He knocks back the rest of his drink before wandering about the party to find another until the male arrives. At Least someone will save him from this hell of fake smiles and laughs, everyone schmoozing up to his father in hopes of getting some of their fortune.

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I’m translating this so any foreigners who have been to the national museum can help as well. Please reblog regardless of where you’re from.

“After tonight’s tragedy, museology students from UNIRIO(University of Rio de Janeiro) are trying to help preserve the memory of the brazilian national museum. We ask that those who have videos or pictures(and even selfies), of the collection share them through the e-mail [email protected]”

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Michael Fassbender of ‘X-Men: Apocalypse’ speaks onstage at the 20th Century FOX panel during Comic-Con International 2015 at the San Diego Convention Center on July 11, 2015 in San Diego, California.

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Trespass Against Us (2016)

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Your Film Festival 2012

On YouTube

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TCR | 2014.08.06

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∆ Connor (Android RK800)

∆ Roleplays in all sorts of forms, para,askbox, gifs, icons

∆ Mun is 27 with 13 years roleplay experience,

∆ Roleplaying on Tumblr since 2011

∆ Crossovers with any fandom and multi-ship

∆ Willing to plot as long as I can honestly see my muse going with it. sometimes I do reject.

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Rowan pouts mightily, complaining, “No Unka Ly! Mean!” He crosses his little arms grumpily, but is distracted when another group of dancers walk by and tease him sweetly, “Aw, no pouting honey!” and, “You’re gonna make it rain, sweetie!” He beams as they giggle and head for the stage for a last run through, too happy to stay grumpy for long.

Mitch laughs softly, shaking his head. “He’s gonna be a heart breaker Bash, you better watch out. Everything’s going just fine though, we’re not expecting a rough night. Only got one understudy dancin’ tonight and that’s only because Melody’s sister went into labor so we’ve kinda been expectin’ Judy to take over. Mels made sure she knew the routine perfectly, so it oughta be fine.”

He pauses, scratching at his beard as he considers, “What was the other thing I was supposed….. somethin’ about booze…. oh! Yer mate won the auction for the champagne from that 1912 Baltic shipwreck and it was delivered this afternoon. Andre an’ Ly checked all the paperwork over, it’s authentic and the bottles are in perfect shape.”

Lycuss shifted to fish something from his bag before walking over to the cub. “Here, these are sweet like cookies” He offered the boy a piece of dried fruit as the others talked. “Well he will be happy to hear about that.”Sebastian hummed at the news. “Make sure Melody’s sister is well cared for in the hospital, we can handle the funds.” He added, looking to his cub. “If he’s anything like me he will be” He chuckled, placing a simple kiss to the child's forehead. “Let’s hope he’s more polite like his mother” He chuckled, still watching the cub, his eyes filled with adoration for the little child in his arms.

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the only valid form of cardio is riding dick

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•The Cutest Cub•

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Tiny paws are silent as their owner rambles through the big penthouse flat. Mama is napping, and little Rowan was napping with mama, but now he’s awake and he’s bored. It’s time to find papa and play! The toddler had shifted into his little tiger form and carefully leapt out of the big, soft bed with all the warm, fluffy blankets and pillows in mama and papa’s room. He had landed in a heap on pillows that had fallen out of bed when mama was tickling him earlier, then clambered out of the pile and started to search.

Is papa in the kitchen? No, papa is not in the kitchen. The little tiger considers trying to climb up to the counter where the cookie jar is. No, he’d been in BIG trouble last time he tried. He better just find papa and ask! Papa always gives him cookies. He hurries out of the kitchen, following the sneezy sharp smell of a cleaning oil and the metal things he’s not supposed to touch. Papa! He mews out a tiny sound of happiness when he finds his papa, trying to clamber up on the couch and falling on his little striped bottom with a grumpy hiss.

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Sebastian was in his office, his guns resting on a cloth before him, taken apart. He sits on the couch, working the cloth over another metal piece of one of his guns, carefully cleaning it. A lit smoke hangs from his lips, an ashtray resting nearby. 

At the sound of a mewl, he pauses, looking up to find his cub rushing toward him. Quickly he sets the smoke aside as well as the gun before the child can be harmed by either. He would rather keep the boy safe than face his mates wrath. “What are you doing out of bed you little hellion” Sebastian chuckles, carefully lifting the boy onto his lap. “Does mama know you’ve snuck away?” He asks the boy, brushing the blond locks, so much like his own from the child’s eyes. “Mama will have a fright waking up and you missing” He chided at the child.

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Rowan had, as most young shifters do, accidentally shifted back to his human form when he was surprised by the fall. Chubby little cheeks dimple when he beams and he looks up with adoration. Papa is the best!

“Mama s’eepin,” he pouts, “not s’eepy.” He remembers the cookies and his plan to ask papa for some and tries his sweetest smile. “Can hab cookie? P’ease papa?”

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“Oh no, I know better than to give you cookies. Your mama will scold me to” He chided at the cub, chuckling. “Why dont we go see what uncle Mitch is up to hmm?” He offered the cub, easily standing with the boy, leaving his weapons abandoned. “I know the girls would love to see you, and its still early enough” He mused as they headed down to the main level. Once there Sebastian looked about before spotting Mitch, giving him a whistle and a look to the cub. It was enough to tell Mitch the boy had snuck off durring his nap. 

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“Unka Mitch,” Rowan cheers, bouncing in papa’s arms. He looks around with cheerful curiosity as always, the happy little lad nearly always smiling. He beams when he sees some of the dancers, who coo and wave as they hurry past. Everyone loves the sweet little cub and Mitch is no exception, hurrying over with a laugh.

“Did you skip nap, Ro? You wily little rascal,” Mitch teases as he bends to smooch his adopted nephew’s chubby cheek. “Yer mama’s gonna be grumpy!”

“Noooooo,” Rowan declares, shaking his head. “I no gedda cookie, mama not mad!” It makes perfect sense to the cub, of course, though the adults are well aware that that isn’t exactly right.

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“No cookies little one, your mama told all of us to make sure you didnt sneak sweets” Lycuss offered from nearby, typing away on a laptop. “Uncle Ly is right, naughty boys dont get sweets” Sebastian chided, keeping an easy hold on the bouncy cub. “Ask your cousins, they get cookies when they listen to your unlce Mitch” He reminded the little cub, poking his nose. “Mamas already going to be cross for you sneaking off” he added, shifting the boy in his arms. “Everything going well down here for pre open?” He asked, looking to mitch and baout the club. He ran the club just as much as his mate so he was often checking on things for him.