see as i see. feel as i feel. open your eyes dean winchester.
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine(1/?) - Felicia Day
HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT.
This is before Moriarty became the world’s only Consulting Criminal. He was a two-bit thief who organized small heists. Only problem was, he was never respected, and always thought to be a screw short of a tool box. One night, his heist members turn on him after a job, beat him senseless, and take his share of the catch. He’s left on the street to die when an ex-beret finds him in the gutter. Instead of walking past, he picks him up, takes him home, and lets him heal. This is their first meal together.
"You know… most people would have let me rot."
"Well I’m not most people."
"Clearly. But you know I don’t even know your name."
"Never gave it. To be fair, you never gave me yours."
"Jim Moriarty. And you?"
"Moran. Sebastian Moran."
I’ve shown you what I can do.
So take this as a friendly warning, my dear.
call it magic, call it truth
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