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I mean, hey.

#copingwithboredom #guess how sorry i am

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"Oh, do I? Surely you’ve grown out of underestimating me. Wishful thinking? You must be joking. Sorry to say, I happen to find this little exchange quite amusing.”

"I don't joke. And please. I wasn’t being indelicate; I’m merely aware of what that proof (whichyoudonothave) would constitute. Why? Except, of course, being easily amused."

#copingwithboredom #!ic #//a wild text-reblog appears!#//I hate the format of those reblogged-asks. don't you?#!unicroft

A queen in his prime, of course.

"I see. Am I? You must think yourself terribly witty for that baseless assumption. Unless, of course, you plan on surrendering a small country to me - then, by all means, I will be obliged to defer to your assessment.”

#!ic #!ask #copingwithboredom #//this is his unimpressed face Jimmy. extremely. unimpressed.#//forever late on aaaall things.#//sob. so sorry.#!unicroft

Bit of both? It's for the best. Ageing queen doesn't suit you. //Nevar. I just got sober again

Doesn’t it? "As opposed to…?"

#!unicroft #copingwithboredom #//you little BITCH. did you just randomly out him to all of his followers?#//he'll destroy your LIFE.#//just watch.#//wellobviouslyhe'llplayallinnocentfornow but YOU JUST WAIT.#//also it's unkind not to share! just ship me the bottle up to Canada. or what's left of it?

Hm. You have more hair than I remember.

"Did you hope to flatter or to insult me with the amount of attention you’re paying to my… capillose prowess?"

#!unicroft #!ic #copingwithboredom #//YES THANK YOU FOR YOUR INPUT JIM.#//You always know what words to say.#//bb you're just jealous.#//now share the vodka.

"My parents know." // Why yes, I do intend to send you the crackiest shit.

[meme] Put one of these in my inbox and see how my muse reacts.

"Yes, and…?" Mycroft replied idly, showing not the smallest hint of sympathy (much unneeded sympathy, of that he was certain) at the words, as he continued to leaf through the notebook, flipping page after page after page. The text was slanted, small, and nearly indecipherable save for his own eyes (and sometimes, not even then, because even one’s own handwriting has a strange custom of coming alive on pages and metamorphosing into a different creature… perhaps he should have pursued a career in medicine, after all). He had been looking for a specific page for the past three quarters of an hour (three lines of text, insignificant and yet not, lost among a sea of words) with such mounting frustration that he had been obliged to discard his blazer and roll the sleeves of his pristine button-up to his elbows, lest he overheated and went on a bloody murder spree in the common area of study. (Of course, that was unlikely, but one never liked to take chances, now did they…?)

"I think that a love affair with recreational chemistry is hardly the makings of a scandal in your family, hm?” The words were as cutting as a scalpel, and, when they flicked up (however briefly) so were his watery grey eyes – before slipping into a cordial, almost pleasant, neutrality. Mycroft scoffed, and the corner of his lips threatened to slip into an amused smile.”I wasn’t even aware that you ever cared for their opinion, and they’ll be divorced by the end of the year anyway, so could you please cease distracting me?”

#!meme #copingwithboredom #///fuuuuuuu. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA how hard it was to come up with something plausible.#//not that this is VERY plausible.#//BUT MORE PLAUSIBLE THAN THE OTHER SCENARIOS.#//soooo.#//I guess this would be some weird AU version of uni!lock?#//yeah we'll go with that.#//it amuses me.#//seriously you'll be the death of me. gawd Jay seriously.#//have this ridiculously young!Gatiss image as revenge. or something.

"How drunk are you right now?"

[meme] Put one of these in my inbox and see how my muse reacts.

In spite of the slow trek that his eyebrows were undertaking towards his hairline, the rest of Mycroft’s expression was perfectly solemn when he directed his attention from the glass he had set on the bar counter (a strong, pleasant malt – above average, for a luxury hotel) and onto that (disembodied) voice (that turned out, after all, to be attached to a person rather than floating midair; how very convenient that was). His fingers never retracting from the glass, he dissected his interlocutor at a leisurely pace, jotting down mental notes (little observations, here and there, from the twitch of his fingers to the cut of his clothes) but still, he smiled – a tepid, well-bred token and a sentiment that never reached his calculating eyes. How… peculiar."Not enough to answer that question," he replied slowly, almost mockingly, the edge to his voice hidden behind a curtain of politeness. "Can I help you, or have I fully satisfied your curiosity?"

#!meme #copingwithboredom #//um. so here. younger!croft #//so it can actually make some level of sense #//I SWEAR TO GOD THE OTHER ONE YOU SENT ME IS LIKE #//MISSION IMPOSSIBLE #//not sure if I should laugh or cry