Sebastian Moran

Sebastian Moran. Sniper for hire. Associate and fan of James Moriarty. Please tag sniperinyourwindow. Mun is 18+.

[sniper-in-your-window]

Because I'm in love with some space trash, you can find me here now

[boobiwan]

“I’m being torn apart. I want—I want to be free of this pain.”

[sniper-in-your-window]

Yeah....I need a kylo ren love blog

[king-of-napoleon-crime]

The Bahamas are quite nice this time of year. Warm. Sunny. Secluded. -SM

Is that an invitation tiger?

JM

[sniper-in-your-window]

When will you be here? SM

Not soon enough. SM

[sniper-in-your-window]

//y'all it's been like ages since i tried to tumbles and i have no clue what i'm doin. bear with me while i figure this shit out again. love and kisses cause ima sleep now.

[hellsgatekeeper]

(^ 3 ^)

(^ 3 ^) - I want to kiss you

Pucker up~~

[sniper-in-your-window]

Seb felt a shiver climb up his spine under Lev's light touch. "Hell and back again...but you'd know about that, no?" He tilted his head to smirk at Lev.

[king-of-napoleon-crime]

The Bahamas are quite nice this time of year. Warm. Sunny. Secluded. -SM

Is that an invitation tiger?

JM

[sniper-in-your-window]

I assumed you knew where I was until I spent all of last night dreadfully alone…ish. -SM

[king-of-napoleon-crime]

Ish? JM

[sniper-in-your-window]

Nothing I'd concern myself with. SM

[hellsgatekeeper]

(^ 3 ^)

(^ 3 ^) - I want to kiss you

Pucker up~~

[sniper-in-your-window]

Didn’t know I needed an invitation.

[hellsgatekeeper]

Of course you need an invitation. Do you realize how long it has been? You think you can just come back in here and wriggle those eyebrows…and hips…and I will just run into your arms?

It is not a romantic comedy and you are no Cary Grant…

[sniper-in-your-window]

I didn’t realize I needed to bring flowers and make a grand romantic gesture. I thought you’d always recognize your own.

[hellsgatekeeper]

Lev hesitated a moment before he went to him and leaned against him. “Mean…” He nuzzled his chest.

[sniper-in-your-window]

Seb wrapped his arms loosely around Lev. It had been entirely too long and Seb felt that awkward feeling had resurfaced between them; when he wasn't quite sure where he lie with Lev. "I never proclaimed to be good."

[king-of-napoleon-crime]

The Bahamas are quite nice this time of year. Warm. Sunny. Secluded. -SM

Is that an invitation tiger?

JM

[sniper-in-your-window]

I assumed you knew where I was until I spent all of last night dreadfully alone...ish. -SM

[hellsgatekeeper]

(^ 3 ^)

(^ 3 ^) - I want to kiss you

Pucker up~~

[sniper-in-your-window]

Didn’t know I needed an invitation.

[hellsgatekeeper]

Of course you need an invitation. Do you realize how long it has been? You think you can just come back in here and wriggle those eyebrows…and hips…and I will just run into your arms?

It is not a romantic comedy and you are no Cary Grant…

[sniper-in-your-window]

I didn't realize I needed to bring flowers and make a grand romantic gesture. I thought you'd always recognize your own.

[hellsgatekeeper]

(^ 3 ^)

(^ 3 ^) - I want to kiss you

Pucker up~~

[sniper-in-your-window]

Didn't know I needed an invitation.

[entertainingtheidea-deactivated]

[sniper-in-your-window]

Get to Know Me

(Repost, don’t reblog)

Birthday: dec 4, fake birthday may 25 Height: 5′10″ Time right now: 3:59pm Last thing I googled: pie crust recipe Favourite fictional character: Snow White Favourite famous person: Helena Bohnam Carter Favourite book: The Book Thief Favourite band: the Killers Song stuck in your head right now: Brooklyn’s Here Last movie I saw: Newsies Last show I watched: Masters of Sex Dream job: Princess What is your fanfic author name: n/a If you could be anywhere right now where would it be?: On Tour with Newsies <3

I was tagged by: itsnotmyrealname

Rules: Tag 10 followers you wanna get to know better! Do it if you want.

[chimepunk]

[sniper-in-your-window]

//But it is. It’s Moriarty and Moran. I can’t unsee it.

[elijahwood]

[sniper-in-your-window]

//But I just have a lot of Newsies feelings. Esp with Moriarty as Spot.

[sniper-in-your-window]

Switch on the sky

[sniper-in-your-window]

Sebastian pushed the door all the way open and flipped the lights on, seeing Jim’s silhouette on the bed just before the lights flickered to life. He didn’t drop his gun trained on Jim’s head however. His apartment was trashed and the culprit was apparently…his boss? 

“Mr. Moriarty.”

[king-of-napoleon-crime]

Jim didn’t rise from the bed, “ Moran. I trust the job went as planned.” 

[sniper-in-your-window]

Sebastian’s arm wavered. Jim didn’t come to his apartment to check in on him. Something bigger was amiss here. Jim’s heartbeat was calm however, eerily even.

“Yeah boss.” He tipped his gun to gesture to the room. “What’re you doin’ here?”

[sniper-in-your-window]

"You mean your offer of dinner was for naught? I’m disappointed." Sebastian slung his duffel bag down and toed his shoes off as he made his was further into her apartment. His familiarity with her living space was probably unsettling but he paid no mind as he sprawled out on her sofa.

[itsnotmyrealname-archive]

“I didn’t know if you were actually watching my window or even if you would say yes. You did leave me after all.” Anthea shrugged as she sat down in the chair across from her. Oh it was tempting to seat herself in his lap but she doubted that was allowed. “Why would I cook for two if I had no guarantee I’d have company?”

[sniper-in-your-window]

“Don’t play dumb. You knew I was watching. I believe you had a length report about me on your desk Monday.” Sebastian looked over at her with a deadpan expression. 

[pop-tart-queen]

Reblog if you are 18+ and play animal crossing. I feel like I’m the only one sometimes.

Edit: I will be following y'all.