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Ship meme. J&J

Some ship ask memes are just a little bit lacking so heres a new one

Who controls the Netflix account and what have they dominated the suggestions with by watching: They both probably fight for it more often than not and it’s whoever ends up winning, although he probably lets her choose from time to time because he’s a fucking gentleman, okay?

Who snores: I don’t see any of them snoring. If one of them did, it’d definitely be Jim.

Who has an embarrassing ringtone that the other calls them in public just to get to go off: Jim because Jamie probably changed it in retaliation to something he did to her.

Who sleeps on the top bunk if given the chance: He’d proably fight for the top bunk xD

Who plays the piano at 6 in the morning to wake up the other: Jamie because she’d probably be good at it.

Who has accidentally set something on fire by attempting to cook a birthday meal: Jim because he’s a consulting criminal, damn it not a cook.

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Shudder to Think :: flight-of-the-thieving-magpie/thewomxn

"Sorry," Jim says, looking and sounding rather disappointed as he tucks his mobile away. "Wrong day to die."

A phone call from his sister is always sure to get his blood pumping, one way or another. To dangle something in front of him like a carrot on a string, particularly when he is already otherwise occupied and would prefer his attention remain elsewhere, is enough to send his temper flaring like throwing fuel on a fire that already rages. Still, the dearest darling sister of his knows that she need not fear his wrath too badly, mostly because she is capable of just as much ferocity and cunning as Jim is.

He hadn't bothered to ask where she might be, but it won't be difficult to find her. Jaime has something she wants to share with him, which means if he makes himself available, she will come to him. Jim bids Sherlock and his good doctor Adieu, leaving a few of his snipers behind to linger long enough to afford him a clean get-away. He figures the Yarders will come bounding in like hounds on the scent soon enough, but Jim is long gone by the time that becomes a real and probable danger.

Conduit Street is his destination. When he walks through the door, he can immediately tell someone else has been there, and while he anticipates finding his sibling, he wouldn't be surprised if some disgruntled client or a crazed stalker had finally gotten his number. But the faint scent of Jaime's favorite perfume lingers in the air, and he follows it like a trail of flowers to his office.

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"Jamie, could I have a word with you? It's business related, of course."

[msjmoriarty]

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thewomxn replied to your post:

;,apoerjkn omg

she can't even behave nicely for like .5 seconds i'm so--

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thewomxn replied to your photo

u can do it.

{Oh, I know I can. I'm just waiting for the perfect moment, since tomorrow I have to wear my scrubs, which means my black sneakers.}

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♖♂

♂ for a father headcanon

Jim did not like his father at all. He was always made fun of by him because he was so thin and a bit clumsy. Not to mention, he was usually never there for him when he needed him.

♖ for a sister headcanon

Because his sister {I’ll make it Jamie, of course} was such a daddy’s girl, he was concerned about her wellbeing when they were little, since their father was a bit of a heavy drinker. With him always being a mama’s boy (since she was the one who really cared about him), the small difference strained their relationship a bit.