It all unravelled with a text message. A series of text messages, really. It wasn’t terribly unusual of Jim to randomly send Sebastian on a job halfway across the world for an extended period of time. The conversation that came before it, though? Not so usual for them.
S05e06. Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken.
The morning after.
“Jim —” Sebastian groans roughly, Richard’s brother’s name slipping from his lips, and Richard growls, biting down harder, his teeth driving deeper into the man's skin.
He hates it, though, hates the sound of Jim’s name on this man’s lips. It’s not his name, it’s not Richard, and Sebastian has no right to call out Jim’s name here. Not when he’s not fucking Jim, even if he doesn’t know it, and it’s illogical, because he’s supposed to be Jim right now, he’s not supposed to let his jealousy get the best of him.
- Part 1 of Drive Through the Night
It’s like holding your breath. Sucking it all into your lungs without even thinking about it, and just standing there like that, as the world passes on in front of and around you, and you don’t even realise you did it. It’s rushing. Forward. Forward. Forward.
And then out. You release it out into the ether with a gut-wrenching sigh, your chest heaving downwards, a release of everything within you. It’s out, it’s gone. You’re breathing again.
That’s what it’s like. That sigh.
Severin had been the one to find the note, but he’d gone off to get Sebastian before he’d done more than just glance over it. He’d immediately assumed that it was just for his brother, and not him, so he had been genuinely surprised to find that he was included in the contents.
The first time they had sex, it was after Derek paid Stiles' rent. The second time was after Derek bought Stiles' groceries. It wasn't hard to work out the pattern. Derek hates himself for taking advantage of Stiles and tries to convince him that any form of payment is unnecessary, but he can't seem to break the cycle.
Bookmarked by waldafrey (HurricanesatDawn)
15 Sep 2018
Based on a tumblr post by Barumonster AND NOW WITH FANART BY HIPPANO: Much to Sebastian Moran's disgust, he's exactly as good of a conductor as his famous father groomed him to be. Young, brilliant, and facing a prison sentence if he doesn't do what his father wants, Sebastian is forced into accepting control of his own orchestra.
An orchestra, Sebastian soon learns, that has one horrifying unspoken rule: You fuck up one performance... you don't live to see the next.
Bookmarked by HurricanesatDawn
20 Sep 2014