#MorMor texts

[nooneevergetstomeme]

Jim back on his bullshit

[pepperwench]

Have i actually not posted Jim since February 2023 😶

[h0neybane]

presenting my ONLY HAPPY OC EVER

MS. KAIMANA AICHI!!!!!!!!!

more stuff abt her under the cut!

Kaimana Aichi

Information:

Gender: Female Age: 18 Height: 5'2 | 157cm Homeland: Coral Sea (Coral Reefs) Family: Unnamed parents, unnamed little brother

Dorm: Scarabia School Year: Third Class: 3-D Club: Art Club Best Subject: Art

Dominant Hand: Right Favorite Food: Crab Least Favorite Food: Shrimp Dislikes: Clothing Mishaps Hobby: Fashion design Talents: Memorization

Other Notes:

ok so i know it says she's a striped pyjama "squid" mer but striped pyjama "squid" are actually cuttlefish!

some other things that kaimana loves are patterns and shopping! she LOOOVES stripes and leopard prints and polkadots- you name it!!

she doesnt like shrimp bc she ate so much of it as a kid that she got sick of it LOL

kaimana went to school with the octotrio, though she was a year above them!

speaking of the octrotrio, kaimana is almost a DIRECT OPPOSITE TO AZUL. she's very confident in herself and her capabilities, and she's actually close friends with prince rielle! they text regularly since they're at different schools.

when they were children, kaimana did defend azul from bullies once while she was on her way home. this is the only time they've ever interacted.

kaimana's very extroverted; she has a ton of friends and is sort of known as the campus "social butterfly." she's like what cater is pretending to be, but she's fully genuine through it all. kaimana loves to express herself, as seen with her HIGHLY customized uniform HAHA (btw. ik her skirt is rlly short. its intentional!! she rolls it up rlly high cus she thinks its cute!!)

all that being said, kaimana is FRIGHTENINGLY intelligent. she has photographic memory and can remember things from years ago with extreme detail. many who first see her assume that she isn't capable, but looking at the academic charts, kaimana is constantly topping them. she's very forgiving, but she doesn't ever forget.(she holds grudges can u tell)

on top of that, her eyesight is VERY good.

kaimana became friends with my other oc, morwenna veil, shortly after morwenna came to NRC. she calls her 'mormor' and morwenna HAAATES IT

kaimana, as a cuttlefish, can actually shift her haircolor and skin to show different colors and patterns!

so, kaimana's unique magic is called "Towards the Light." kaimana will flash different patterns back and forth, quickly hypnotizing the recipient. the recipient will then feel a strong pull towards kaimana, and they will begin rapidly walking to her. kaimana has perfected this spell to the point that she can hold someone under her control for days on end.

taglist (ask to be added!!): @taruruchi @honeyedpearcrushh @teighveepao @boopshoops @scint1llat3

@h2llish @viperbunnies @buttholesparkles @oya-oya-okay

[roleplaylogs]

RP Hunt!

Hello! Long time no see. I’m back in the world of searching for roleplay partners now my life has calmed down a little and I have a lovely work from home job. I currently have one long term writing partner (writing together for probably about 4 years now… jeez) but I’d love to expand my horizons. I’ve done these call-out posts before but if you’ve commented/sent me a message before and I haven’t responded due to my own inactivity, please get back in touch! I’d love to chat and do trials with as many people as possible.

For my preferences, I am 25 so I definitely will not write with anyone under 18 (though I prefer 21+ just so I don’t feel so old). I tend to be an email role player these days but I’m probably going to kickstart my Discord again so am more than happy to write there.

I am fine with NSFW and dark themes as long as everything is discussed beforehand. I always have my own plot ideas but love it when my partner is into planning things out too. I can RP in text format and also literate, my responses tend to be between 1-3 paragraphs but I am happy to match length. Creative writing is a hobby for me and now I have time I’d love to flex my writing skills again.

Here are the fandoms and ships I’m currently searching for. The characters I write are in bold and I’ve put an asterisk next to those I am particularly interested in.

Marvel:

Stucky - Steve Rogers/James Barnes

Stony - Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Bishova - Kate Bishop/Yelena Belova

Stevetasha - Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanoff

Winteriron - Loki/Tony Stark

(I am open to most marvel ships/multi shipping, so try me if you have any of your own ideas)

Hannigram - Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham

Harry Potter:

Drarry - Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Dramione - Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger (a new one for me but I just finished reading Manacled so blame that)

Wolfstar - Sirius Black/Remus Lupin (another new one I am interested in exploring)

Good Omens:

Aziraphale/Crowley

Sherlock:

Mormor - Jim Moriarty/Sebastian Moran

Sherstrade - Sherlock Holmes/Greg Lestrade

Sheriarty - Sherlock Holmes/Jim Moriarty

Hamish Watson-Holmes/Alexander Moran-Moriarty

And I think that’s it! DM me, or leave a note and I’ll send you a message and we can chat. Thank you for reading.

[mormormoore]

Roleplayer Intro

Name: Mag

Age: 22 (MDNI 18+)

Pronouns: they/them

Time roleplaying: 10+ years

Roleplay style: literate paragraphs ( or text, if I’m feeling lazy and want to rp fast )

Fav Tropes: love some good angst, enemies to lovers, some lighthearted crackfic type shit, fluff, h/c

Limits: fauxcest, incest, pedo shit, animal shit, basically don’t be a complete freak. Apart from this type of fuckery listed, you can ask if you want to write something and I’ll let you know if I’m down or not.

Fandoms

BBC Sherlock:

Mormor, prefer to write Sebastian but occasionally will write Jim

Johnlock, pretty rare that I ever write them but I’d likely write for either

Sheriarty, prefer to write for Jim

SeveRich, prefer to write for Severin

Marvel:

Winterhawk, will write either

Stucky, prefer to write bucky

Winteriron, will write either

Ironhawk, prefer to write Clint

Stony, prefer to write Tony (but will write Steve)

Marauders:

Wolfstar, will write for either

Jily, prefer to write for James (this is the only straight ship I can tolerate)

Jegulus, prefer to write James (but will write Reg)

Modern Warfare 2 (2022):

GhostSoap (what the fuck is their ship name again? ghoap?) will write for either, but prefer Simon

GhostRoach ghroach or whatever, will write for either but prefer Simon

Watch Dogs 2:

Wrench/Marcus, prefer to write Wrench

Wrench/Josh, prefer to write Wrench

DC:

Joker/Batman, will write either but prefer joker

[sunnyskies281]

Losing my mind over a text I got from my grandmother yesterday.

“Does Aooo have Perry Mason fan fiction?”

Mormor who taught you what Ao3 is-

[ironmansironstick]

RP Hunt

Hello!

I haven't used tumblr for a while, but my usual RP hunting site has closed down. So, I thought I'd attempt on here!

I am currently looking for long term RP partners, either by email or discord. I am UK based, 29, so will only RP with 18+. I am able to message regularly during the day on either discord or email. I'm happy to work through storylines or go with a bit of improvisation. I am happy with NSFW and dark themes, I am happy to match length of responses, from 1-3 paragraphs of text type.

If you're interested in any of the below RP's please give me a message! I have highlighted who I would be happy to play.

Mormor - Jim Moriarty/Sebastian Moran

Drarry - Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Wolfstar - Sirius Black/Remus Lupin

Destiel - Dean Winchester/Castiel Novak

Ineffable husbands - Crowley/Aziraphale

Yowzah - 11th Doctor/River Song

Feel free to add me on discord if any of these take your fancy! epicnina

[envihellbender]

Hunt!Sebastian paying John a visit

Characters: Sebastian Moran, John Sims

Verse: The Magnus Archives, TMA AU of Sebastian Moran / Moriarty (MorMor)

[CLICK]

THE ARCHIVIST

[HE SOUNDS A LITTLE SHAKEN, AS IF HE IS PACING UP AND DOWN AS HE IS TALKING.]

I found a tape on my desk. I have checked and double checked with security and with the CCTV coming into the building and everyone coming in or out of the building is accounted for. Was it posted here? It wasn’t in an envelope or anything. Maybe Ma- someone thought they were being helpful. But he- they wouldn’t open my mail, would they? Anyway. Here it is. Statement of Sebastian Moran. Regarding how he met James Moriarty.

[CLICK]

SEBASTIAN MORAN

I found one of your little tape recorders, Archivist, so thought I’d give you something to listen to. You know me. Basher Moran. Moriarty’s Tiger. The most feared sniper in Europe. Prince of London’s Underworld. That one is weird I think, if Moriarty’s the king, that would make me his son? Anyway. Yeah. It’s me, and I hear you’ve been tracking down me and Jimmy, listening to all our victim’s statements and all that. So I thought I’d give you something straight from the tiger’s mouth. There have been quite a few stories about how I met my Jimmy. Urban legends really. Is this one of them or is this a lie just to get under your skin? Only you’ll be able to tell, right Archivist?

Let’s quickly skip through the really boring stuff. Yeah, yeah, son of Augustus Moran and a servant he knocked up in his house in India. He actually had quite a few bastards you know, for some reason he took a shine to me and that’s not the compliment you think it is. He was a faggot, pretended not to be, and whether I killed the fat cunt or not is a little secret you already know the answer to, Archivist. Anyway, I’m the best shot you’ll ever find. Spent most of my teens at a shooting range and didn’t get sped through the army ranks cause of my surname. When your as brown as me and your dad dun’t wanna talk about you a name as common as Moran don’t help. So. I get quietly discharged cause if a nasty event that don’t have anything to do with this story, but you need to picture me as being out Army in my twenties and making a comfortable living selling my services. With a gun, by the way, not my dick sucking lips.

The thing about sniping, is it’s mostly waiting. You set yourself up somewhere high up and out of sight, if you’re good at it you can be low down and no one will find you. Sometimes it’s just you, snacks, drinks, your headphones, and that spare empty bottle you brought to piss in. Audiobooks are great for that. I got through all Chuck Palahniuk’s stories that way. Anyway. Got distracted. So. Most people assume Jimmy hired me, and nah, course he didn’t. He doesn’t do anything like a normal person. First, it was messages in my phone. A text message from a number that didn’t exist and any time I tried to call it instead all I got was a loud screeching noise. The text itself was just a set of coordinates and a time. I decided to ignore it, and five minutes after the deadline, I got left a voicemail without my phone ever had been rung. Weirdest thing about that? It was my voice.

Yeah. Apparently I had rang myself and left a message threatening me about what I would do to my eyeballs if I didn’t pay attention to the next text message. So that was fucking weird. But message received. The next time I got some coordinates I went straight there. First ones led me to a tube station. And when I looked at the train times screen, there was a message for me instead. No one else seemed to see it. But I swear to God it said “Moran. Go to the payphone I’ve marked.” Which is fucking annoying. God damn treasure trail without the treasure. Anyway, so I found it, and clever fuck had written “hi” with a heart drawn on it. Fucking fag. So when I got to it, it started ringing. I answered it and this soft lilting voice was in the other end.

He gave me a job. A good job. With a lot of money. And I said yeah, even though I asked why he didn’t just tell me instead that of playing some stupid game. He giggled and said it was fun. Now I get it. That’s just how he works. When you’re running around anxious and confused he’s feeding off you. That’s just a small way he gets a quick snack. So we went on like this for a while, giving me job after job. I got a bit sick of it, and whilst yeah the Web is really fucking powerful. But. Well, I’m the Hunt. And finding shit is what I do.

So I laid low for a while and between and during jobs I started tracking down my Jimmy. He knew, kept making jokes about how close I was. Maybe he thought I wouldn’t make it to him, maybe he wanted me to, or maybe he didn’t care. Honestly, Jimmy might not even know. Maybe he didn’t think about it. But. Eventually I found myself just outside of this big fancy flat building. One of the types in zone one where the front is fancy as fuck and the back is meeting the quota for affordable housing. I don’t care, if they live in the shithole they can’t pay me. I took the lift up to the top floor. The huge, massive, modern screen door greeted me when I got out. He has a penthouse you see, and the dramatic fuck has a spider web pattern all over it.

I was planning on being subtle, but the moment I got to the top floor, I heard a lilting giggle. I looked up to see a camera pointed directly at me. He didn’t say a word, just ended up with a click to show the door was open. I walked in. His house is pretty great but I’m not gonna tell you shit that might lead you to him. You know what’s funny? I hate spiders. I hate them. I hate them so much of course I noticed their was a lot hanging around my flat since this started. But I didn’t think they had anything to do with Jimmy. His penthouse though? Let’s just say he’s gone all out on the theme.

Anyway. I mostly came here to kill time because gotta shoot one of your librarians. Just some dickhead who stuck his nose where he shouldn’t. By the time you hear this, you might wanna make sure someone goes up to clean up. I knew this would be a great way to distract you. Once the statement started you wouldn’t be able to put it down. Hope you enjoyed my story, mate. There’s plenty more where that came from. My Jimmy? He’ll be in touch.

THE ARCHIVIST

[CLICK. HE SIGHS.]

Statement ends. Carson Throw was found with a very clean gunshot wound through his temples. The bullet was found lodged into a book about spider webs. Hardly subtle. There wasn’t much of a mess. Carson was very wrapped up in jobs for James Moriarty, nothing special just owed him a lot of money from card games and he was slowly trying to work off. It seems Carson tried to get out before his debt had been paid. As for what Moran and Moriarty want with me… Only time will tell.

[CLICK.]

[moriartymused]

Starter Call - James Moriarty

Hello! I am a new account and an old roleplayer. I have used Tumblr in the past, but perhaps eight or more years ago, so many of my old mutuals are long gone. I have been using Omegle as a place for casual roleplay but due to the site shutting down, I am looking for a new home for the longterm.

I am literate, semi-selective, and open to meeting new partners in the Sherlock fandom - also open to crossovers. I write James Moriarty as a modern scholar in his early twenties on the brink of building an empire. I tend to ship Mormor but I am open to other pairings. Open to text exchange, short paragraphs, and novella style writing.

Consider this a starter call - please like this post if you would like me to drop you a message to plot. My biography and guidelines are here.

[bens-moms-are-lesbinems]

y’all………. so i have a BUNCH of text posts just written beforehand and queued up. usually i get an idea or find a quote that really encapsulates mormor (or some parody of it) and write it, schedule it for later, then forget about it.

so….. the one that decided to post today was literally so out of pocket and terrible considering the horrible tragedy in sk. and if you saw it, please know it was written a few months prior, thrown in the queue, and forgotten about. i should still screen the things i queue up to make sure all is up to date, know it was not me who posted this with knowledge of yesterday’s events.

sincerest of condolences.

[annaisverige]

day 113 (or 114?) sunday, december 8 22:40

So I think I totally messed up the dates, but nevermind. A lot has happened this weekend.

So yesterday we went bowling with the whole family: surprisingly Melvin also came with us, even though for some reason he usually is absent from family activities. I came thrid, Stella was second, she was amazing, even though she used this helping thing that basically throws the bowl instead of her haha. We ate thai food before, it was in the bufe in Växjö, which I never heard of before, it was pretty good. You could get as many food as you wanted to, we paid in advance. I wish I knew about it sooner, every worker was thai, I think Oat would have loved it. He came to Växjö a couple of weeks ago with Lisa and they looked around the city with me. I wanted to text him yesterday about the bufe, but I haven't heard of him in two weeks, he stopped texting me. I know this also mean I stopped texting him too, like I could've taken the initiativ, but it just felt weird. I miss him, he's a bit goofy and immature, but he is truly my friend. Last time we met, on the little AFS meet-up two weeks ago, I didn't really talk to him, which I didn't even realize back then, but it didn't feel like he wanted to talk to me either, we just sat at opposite sides of the table, and also Enea kept talking to me the whole time. Maybe I'm just making this up in my head, but it just feels wrong that he hasn't conatcted me in so long. We have been texting back and forth every day for almost 2 months.

So yesterday went just like that, we also watched the Idol finale. Margaux won, Joel came second and Minou third. I was expecting Minou to win, she really had that popstar vibe about her, she had everything Margaux doesn't have. At the same time, I'm glad that swedes go for talent instead of looks, this is definitely a good indicator.

Today, we celebrated Oliver's 20th birthday. We had cake after lunch with mormor and morfar, it was great. Then I walked around with the dogs for a couple of minutes. Oliver also went home soon after, and we said goodbye. He's a very cool guy, unlike most -no actually- all swedish boys, it was great to have him this weekend.

Then I randomly got a text from Rob, and exchange student from Illinois, he came with a different organisation. He's a tipical usa kinda guy, not sure if you know what I mean. He surprisingly knows a lot about Hungary, he's also studying lingiustistics at college home in Illinois, I'm not sure why he's on a high school exchange program hahha. I'm finding it hard to tell if he's sarcastic all the time or no, he's very unserious and goofy. He actually ended up opening up about his struggles in Sweden, and with fitting in. He said he felt like he finally became who he wanted to be before his exchange and trying hard to fit in and being forced to become someone else just made him act unnatural. This felt so genuine, especially because I relate to it. I responded with my experiences. I might have overshared a bit, but I don't know how to act when somebody I don't know opens up in such a vulnerable way and of course because I often can't take him seriously hahaha. Anyway, it was nice to see the human-side of an american, I didn't know they had one. He lives in Stockholm, we'll never see each other, but he's cool, I hope we'll continue our conversations.

Tomorrow I start at 10, I'm supposed to have a sociology exam, but it would be impossible to do it, I don't understand jack shit, it's about Weber's and Marx's theories. A human who understands this shall be on his feet (hungarian expression lol). Anyway, I have sovmorgon tomorrow, yeyy! (swedish expression)

I'll try to keep up with this, but I'm already getting tired, it is nice though to look back how much I've done in just 4 days, I don't think my days were this productive back in Hungary.

Today's song: Southern Star - Gregory Alan Isakov

[magnuswesterberg]

Ingen plats och ingen tid är den andra lik

Bengt Jahnsson-Wennbergs roman Vad är klockan egentligen? är en mycket läsvärd bok som tar med läsaren på en minnesresa från Sigtuna via Umeå, New York och avslutningsvis till Sanfolket i Namibia. Precis som i sitt måleri finns det en stark rumslig närvaro i Jahnsson-Wennbergs prosa. Man stämmer lätt in i idén om arv och miljö: att vi präglas långt mer av de lägenheter, hus, städer och sociala sammanhang som passerar revy under varje människas livsresa, än vi är villiga att erkänna. Vissa platser bränns fast i minnet och man längtar ständigt tillbaka, för att sedan, om man verkligen åker tillbaka, bli desillusionerad när man då upptäcker att både platsen och man själv som människa har förändrats; om detta handlar Jahnsson-Wennbergs roman. Författaren har samlat foton, målningar och prosastycken från olika perioder och resor och sammanfogad allt till en text som för tankarna både till New Yorkförfattren Paul Auster och mästaren i denna dröm- och tidsresegenre: Haruki Murakami. Känslan blir under läsningen drabbande, att det i botten av hela Jahnsson-Wennbergs roman ändå finns ett hemligt uppdrag: att gestalta vad tiden och konsten gör med oss. Liksom i livet kommer allt till oss i en enda stor oreda. Vänner kommer, försvinner och dyker sedan upp i ens liv kanske 20 år senare. Förvandlade men samtidigt kan man ta upp någoting som man gjort tillsammans för länge sedan, som om tiden som förlutit inte ansatt någon. För ingenting blir som vi planerar, men ändå tycks det finnas en tydligt framträdande jakt som går ut på att både återskapa och återinträda i det förflutna. Vad syftet är får man som läsare aldrig veta. Bengt Jahnsson-Wennberg skildrar detaljerat och med inlevelse uppväxtåren i Sigtuna, familjeband som sluts och bryts, lägenheter och en ärvd gård i Bohuslän som fylls och töms, allt medan åren går. Riktigt underhållande blir det i mitten under den fina Stockholmsskildringen då huvudperssonen tillsammans med en mystisk kompanjon renoverar och säljer lägenheter och restauranger. Men så går färden till New York med en Yashica-kamera... Kan varmt rekommendera denna underhållande och mycket originella roman.

Bengt Jahnsson-Wennberg

Vad är klockan egentligen? (roman, 304 sidor)

Bokförlaget Mormor

[youve-always-had-me-cas]

I do love the way my superwholock ship opinions are like.

Destiel. The big one. The ship to end all ships. Probably some of the most television to ever happen offscreen. "Yeah that's exactly what I'd expect" tier ship. But well. Sometimes the masses are right!

Doctor/Master but specifically as a QPR. Controversial but probably less controversial than saying this about a lot of other ships. Especially because I can point to actual lines of source text to back me up here (devastating instance of Moffat getting something right)

Mormor. I don't even know why I'm so attached to this one. Zero investment in Johnlock but somehow cannot stop thinking about the guy we fully made up in our own heads to be more interesting. Cannot imagine a situation in which we could even bear witness to a canon event. However, if David Tennant is looking for ideas—

[nat-20s]

Then again when people accurately speak about 2014 Tumblr and start talking about like. Mormor roleplay I'm like don't quote the old texts at me I was there when they were written

"2014 Tumblr was all about thinspo and sad white girls smoking cigarettes and heroine chic" maybe to you. 2014 Tumblr was about shit like the johnlock conspiracy and unironically liking some of the worst media known to man. Also acephobia. But mostly the off the walls fandom stuff.

[jimandsebatyourservice]

Meet Jim from IT. JM

[heyhoneyfox]

Nico, holding up a half-eaten slice of pizza: Percy... Help...

Percy, taking the pizza: what the fuck? What's wrong with you?

Will: *trying and failing miserably not to laugh his ass off*