sound and fury signifying nothing


Sebastian Moran, 39. Jim Moriarty's chief-of-staff, bodyguard and sniper.


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29
Jul

Catch you fuckers later

I’m out. Someone harass Glendan for me while I’m gone.


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28
Jul

starringroles:

Michael Fassbender, the MAN


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27
Jul


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27
Jul
Glendan just texted me this. Goodbye, boss, I’m taking the day off.

Glendan just texted me this. Goodbye, boss, I’m taking the day off.

26
Jul

jamesmoriarti:

I’m aware my ass is of a level no one can reach.

Your point?

No point yet, sir.


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24
Jul

jamesmoriarti:

The ass kissing has reached new levels today.

Well, with an arse like that, who can blame me, yeah?


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22
Jul

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22
Jul

helena and glendan and i had an encounter with a gang of pelicans yesterday. photos to follow.


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20
Jul


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19
Jul

professorjimstiger:

jessicadeva

professorjimstiger:

jessicadeva


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17
Jul

congrats on your face - rose byrne


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15
Jul

leabastie:

18 juin : Les deux visages de Rose Byrne

leabastie:

18 juin : Les deux visages de Rose Byrne


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15
Jul

wise men at their end

cardsharper:

James shook his head. No, he had nothing on tomorrow. The sluggish memory of his work mobile inbox reared its ugly head, and he washed it back with his last shot of—whatever.

He followed the initial gesture up with a verbalisation; it occurred to him that for some reason it might need clarification. More for himself, he realised: it confirmed a feeling of peace, a fickle state though it was.

"Nah. It just crept up on me." James put a warm pat on Moran’s arm. Sebastian had been welcome company so far; the perfect line between familiarity and unobtrusiveness. Their meetings were generally irregular—this might be the last night he could fully and trustingly sink into for a while. Why not scrape the most out of it? "You want to try somewhere else, mate? I know this great little Moroccan place. Does some really nice beer."

Sebastian shrugged, glancing down at his watch. If Jim had been at home, he’d have been back hours ago, if he’d ever even left him in the first place.

"Yeah, why not," he said, getting slightly unsteadily to his feet. It wasn’t good, being tipsy, getting drunk. He never knew when he might be called upon to aim straight. "Let’s get out of here," he said determinedly, because Jim wasn’t here and he wasn’t going to have to aim straight until he was.


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15
Jul

jamesmoriarti:

Well you’ve got it.

Momentairly.

I never feel more valued than when I’m with you, boss.


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14
Jul


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