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Please Will U Hex It For Me
Jim Moriarty. 4th Year. Slytherin.

I'm the one to call when you need things done.

Don't waste my time.

And don't be boooring.

Miss Murder || Jim & Mary

marymorstan-hufflepuff:

Mary was now very curious, if not, slightly suspicious. There was no way Mary was going to not find out what he was up to. “Well I wont let you. Not till you tell me what you are up to.” Mary realized how sill this sounded as she was a very small woman compared to the tall dark man standing in front of her. But still, she was a force to be reckoned with. 

Jim somewhat admired her bravery. Somewhat. He laughed lightly, pushing into her space and lifted a hand to lightly take hold of her chin. “Oh is that so my dear. And what exactly are you going to do if I don’t?” He purred with a tilt of his head and a raised brow.

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You’ve Out Wibbled Yourself || Martin & Jim

my-broom-now:

Martin’s hands covered his eyes, and the redhead groaned, “Oh god, this is going to be so embarrassing.” Martin didn’t know if his mother had ever had this issue before with her other children. Simon had brought girlfriends home, but as far as Martin knew they’d never had sex on the living room couch. The same could be said of his sister, though Martin didn’t want to think about what she got up to with her boyfriends.

He took a moment longer and then sat up as well, looking at Jim with a sheepish smile, “I guess we can just hope for the best. I don’t think she’ll mind if you stay here for- for as long as you like.”

Jim nodded as Martin finally sat up with him. “Yes, let’s.” He gave Martin a smile, “so long as she allows it i’ll be happy to say, now, come on, we can’t hide out in your room forever.” He moved to slide off the bed, adjusting his pajamas, as if that’d make him more presentable.

"We can face the music hand in hand," he reached for Martin, unable to resist grinning at the other. 

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You’ve Out Wibbled Yourself || Martin & Jim

my-broom-now:

Knowing his mother as he did, Martin was fairly sure she was awake by now. Wendy Crieff believed in waking early and being productive; a philosophy that Martin had adopted as well, if with slightly less enthusiasm about the ‘waking early’ part. With a groan Martin buried his face in his pillow, “I have to tell my mum you’re here. If she didn’t hear us already.” His cheeks flushed at the idea of his mother overhearing just what the two of them had done hours before.

Jim couldn’t help laughing a bit, nuzzling in close to Martin. “I might wonder about her hearing if she didn’t hear something, you were quite loud” he purred, lifting a hand to tease through his hair. “But at the same time I hope she didn’t, not sure i’d like to look your mum in the eye her knowing that we, ahem,” he grinned almost sheepishly before sitting up and stretching.

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You’ve Out Wibbled Yourself || Martin & Jim

my-broom-now:

Martin shook his head, only worsening his bedhead and aggravating his curls further, “No, this is fine. I feel great, actually. I slept better than I have in ages.” Part of that probably had to do with how worn out the Hufflepuff was when they finally had gone to bed, but there was a contentedness as well that had aided his peaceful slumber. “What time is it?”

"Oh, well, I’m glad then," Jim said with a smile. He hadn’t doubted Martin slept well, screwing as many times as they did and coming as many times as Martin had could take it out of you. Perhaps he’d been making up for the lost time between the two of them. "7, 8?" He said, sitting up to seek out a clock. It felt about that early.

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Blood Raining Night || Moriarty & Moran

sebthetigermoran:

"Oh, you have plenty of room…" Sebastian hummed, tilting his head. "Don’t get so snippy, Jim, I want to see your work…you seem to have some interesting stuff going on. I’ll just quietly observe." He grinned, kicking his feet a bit. He knew he was driving the other up the wall a bit but now it was becoming almost like a game.  

"You haven’t been quiet so far," he growled as he started to then pull ingredients. There wasn’t a point in trying to get Sebastian to leave and he wasn’t about to waste work time. His focus started to be pulled from the annoyance on the desk to the ingredients he was mixing. 

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Tigers Are Better Than People || Sebastian and Jim

sebthetigermoran:

Sebastian just chuckled a bit to Jim’s statement, happy the other was on board as much as he was. “Alright..” He purred, wrapping his legs around the younger boy,”I’ll tell you as many times as you want.” He grinned as he moved into another kiss, going at Jim rougher than before as he tugged him in by the collar. 

Jim enjoyed the rough treatment. He huffed into Sebastian’s mouth as he was kissed, eyes slipping shut as he rested his hands on Sebastian’s thighs, nails digging in sharply as he wrestled for some kind of dominance. After being particularly with Martin he was used to doing it, even if Sebastian was more then likely nowhere near Martin in that particular area.

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You’ve Out Wibbled Yourself || Martin & Jim

my-broom-now:

There was fewer things better than walking up to a kiss. Like sleeping beauty, though a bit younger and less beautiful and decidedly more male, Martin’s eyes fluttered open after the brief contact and he looked into Jim’s face with a smile. “Good morning,” he said, voice thick with sleep, “did you sleep okay?”

"I did," he said, shifting in close to huddle against Martin’s chest. "I’m not waking you too early am I? You can go back to sleep if I have." He then says quickly, leaning back to look into Martin’s sleepy face. He’d prefer him to get up but he isn’t about to force him for his own sake.

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Miss Murder || Jim & Mary

marymorstan-hufflepuff:

Mary gave a little nod. She had to admit, she was impressed. “I guess.” Mary said a little unsure and now slightly timid, which was odd, Mary had never been timid or anyone before. “I don’t mean to pride but what would you possible need to be invisible for?” 

Jim noticed the shift in her attitude and raised a brow. How curious. “Oh plenty of things.” He said cooly, a smirk pulling at his lips as he circled around Mary, eyes casually going between her and ahead. “None of course that I can say, very classified, you know,” he brought a finger to his lips, shhing at her as he gave a sly wink, “very hush hush. The point is I need some samples for tests, nothing more.”

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You’ve Out Wibbled Yourself || Martin & Jim

my-broom-now:

It was much too comfortable in this bed for Martin to stay awake longer. He was exhausted and full of endorphins, and curled around the love of his life. Warm and happy, Martin could only hum in response before his eyes drifted closed. The last thing he saw before he drifted off was his favorite person in existence, and then Martin’s muscles relaxed and he fell into a sleep so deep he wouldn’t remember any dreams in the morning.

Sleep at some point overtook Jim. When exactly he wasn’t sure though due to his own not so consistent sleeping schedule at some point he woke up rather early, only to lay there silently. It was nice in Martin’s arms regardless. He leaned back into him, sighing briefly before rubbing what sleep there was from his eyes before turning around to start laying brief kisses to Martin’s lips.

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What Does The [-Insert Animal Here-] Say? || Open

dothismerlin-dothatmerlin:

Merlin’s eyebrows raised when Jim laughed like a hyena then let out a full on whale cry. When he fell silent and started at Merlin, Merlin stared right back; expressionless aside from his raised eyebrows.

So Jim was making animal noises. That—that was—…

Merlin felt his mouth quiver slightly as he tried to hold down the smile that was threatening to arise. He made a choked sound in the back of his throat from holding back a laugh then bit his lip to try and hold anymore back but only started making hums of laughter. He took one deep breath, trying to calm himself, but ended up letting loose a laugh when he exhaled. 

"Wh-what happened?" He asked through his laugh. "Actually don’t answer that. I don’t need you braying or something at me." He grinned and chuckled more to himself.

He’d probably get hit over the head or something by Jim later but right now he didn’t particularly care.

He did want to communicate with Jim, though. Find out how he found himself speaking as animals instead of himself. “Do you want some parchment and a quill? You can write things.”

Jim stared bluntly on as Merlin attempted to resist laughter only to let it loose regardless. A growl started up in his throat as he grew increasingly more and more irritated, eyes narrowing. He briefly wished that he wasn’t just making sounds, rather he had some sort of strength or skill the animal did. He was sure it wouldn’t have been as funny as Merlin made it out to be if he was part lion or something. Rolling his eyes, sneering at the other, he gave a huffed out growl.

He had every right mind to hex Merlin and leave him there for someone else to find. Rather though he tilted his head at the offer of parchment and quill. Nodding-attempt to avoid any chance of random animal sounds-he held out his hands to be handed said quill and parchment. Telling Merlin wouldn’t fix it, but at least he wouldn’t look like he perhaps did this to himself or some other such thing.

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