greenfaeriefeverdream

Writer of MorMor Fic and Fantasy. Absinthe Faerie in disguise as a human. Do have a peek at my work as TheGreenFaerie on AO3, darlings... if slow burning-darkly romantic-vicious-delicious indulgences are your cup of drinking chocolate. This blog is for all things MorMor that I adore... Fic, RP, and my beloved idiots, The Kitten & The Tiger.  XOXO

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bfmcspector:

Enter the year you were born on the gif area and post what you get.

Fuck. I feel old

I’ll take it.

Oof ok

hmmmmm accurate

Oh yeah, Bowie baby

There’s a Starman waiting in the sky…

He’d like to come and meet us

But he thinks he’ll blow our minds…

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saltybatman:

aesthetics of jim moriarty & sebastian moran

I appear to have already begun my collection…

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MurderBook. Check.

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Tac boots. Check.

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Dog tags. Check.

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Gloves..

Gloves??! 

Another year, another pair of murder gloves… 

sacrificed to the god of accessories for aspiring assassins. (How many gloves does one god need??)

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Seventeen: Survival Is a Rare Treat

Water… water flowing over my face, my body… warm water…

Body pleasantly limp, sprawled on a chair…

Loins twitching with afterglow…

I look down at a face with the largest grin I’ve ever seen on man or beast… Lethal and endearing, looking up at me with pride and… possessiveness? No - I must be mistaken. I’m the possessive one. You’re the possessed…

“I do think you’ve got healing powers, Saint Sebastian. I’m feeling a lot better…”

Shall I? Oh, why not. I’m in a generous mood, and you’ve had enough to put up with these past days.

“Get up…” I gesture, and when you’re standing, pull you towards me, open my mouth, put it on your cock.

Read it on AO3!

Uh oh… tempers fray and a certain cat is let outta the bag…

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Happy Birthday to the magnificent Andrew… 

…whose purrformances render us momentarily speechless… 

and then send fic writers stumbling to their laptops…
dazed… dreamy… determined.  <3 

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Twenty: Let It Bleed

“… I must admit I haven’t given it any thought so far. It’s all been such a whirlwind…

Yes, lots more getting to know each other… I want to explore every inch of that beautiful body… I want you to use me whenever you want however you want… there is nothing in the world that’s hotter…

As to other stuff - well, we are in Vegas, and I do like gambling, so let’s go wild on the town one night?

And you mentioned going into the desert… we could rent a car and drive out and look at the stars. There are so many more in the desert than you ever think possible while you’re in London…

What about you? Did you think of anything?”

I kiss the top of your head, take the cigarette back.

Read it on AO3!

Our boys on their honeymoon… they do not disappoint. ;)

And also… foreshadowing I totally forgot about… :O

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delventa:

And award for the best character development ever goes to…

+bonus

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Mmm… 

Oh Mickey, you’re so fine

You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey!

Was it about short, dark-haired romantic little monsters that set my head on fire??  *Swooon* 

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hiblovesandrewscott:

Look what I found @conduitstreetcat & @greenfaeriefeverdream! Santa Muerte!

Ohhh… Our Lady of Mormor! You rock, @hiblovesandrewscott!!

Jim & Seb’s unofficial patron saint has inspired so much beautiful art… once I start looking for images of the Pretty Girl, it feels impossible to stop!!  

Artist: ISADORA SECCHI SILVEIRA

Artist: Roxannamundi

Artist: Chris Parks

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Sixteen: I Don’t Do Dismissals

Huh.

Of course.

I’ve been so distracted with the demented rollercoaster of my own issues that I didn’t think about how your problems might be affecting you.

You don’t just get the perfect second thrown at you in mint condition, Moriarty. You knew he had some previous damages.

He’s good though. He’s that rare combination of overall intelligence and elite soldier.

But - a bit suicidal and probably more than a little fucked up in the head.

I’ll have to dig into that. Can’t have him dropping any balls, not when I rely on him.

“Right. I’ve been a bit preoccupied, as you can imagine, but I do need you in top form. So - we have the psychiatrist on standby. Maybe we should have him come over and you could have a talk with him about how to deal with your issues.”

I don’t want to get into this - I don’t - I have enough on my bloody plate -

I have to. I rely on him - he’s all the Empire I got at the moment…

“Do you know what is going on? What your issues are? Do you have any diagnoses, or suspicions? What are your coping mechanisms, why are they failing? Have they ever worked?”

I see you frown at my questions.

“I need to know these things, soldier. You are my entire army at the moment. I need to know how you work.”

Read it on AO3

Our adorable idiots get to know each other a little better… and show how good their skills are at reading people. 

Scary-crazy, indeed… I love this chapter… 

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conduitstreetcat:

In a move away from our usual deep emotional explorations of the Mormor psyche, @greenfaeriefeverdream and I started writing a PWP where Jim and Seb exchange snarky texts across continents, culminating in video chat sex.

There may be plot at some point in the future, but for now it’s just two delicious psychos enjoying each other’s bodies while they’re not together.

iPad shopped over Seb because the original version of this post was flagged for adult content… *eyeroll*.

Read it on AO3! 

Our delicious psychos just need to do a whole lot more of this, plot or no plot… 

They’re just so… gifted

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magiciansladies:

I’ll do it, unless you start acting like a real pussy and take one for the fucking team.

Totally not Mormor, but Margo from The Magicians is so awesomely bad-ass and here are just a few reasons why. 

(Also she wields a pair of axes and she made ‘em herself.)  

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conduitstreetcat:

Mormorversary!


One year ago we posted the first chapter of Roses and Tequila for Santa Muerte - FUCK YOU, You Little Shit, because though our boys are incredibly romantic, they also drive each other up the wall sometimes. 


Featuring a Death Saint who manages to stir their black, black hearts just a little bit, a near shooting, a baneful phonecall, stripping in biker gear, the Day of Domination, and a beautiful dark faerie tale.

I love this fic <3

With @greenfaeriefeverdream

“Sacred accomplice of the underworld, beloved death in my heart, protect my crazy life.”

Art: Mexican Mob

How I’ve missed writing about Our Lady of Holy Death, Nuestra Señora de la Santa Muerte! 

So much so, that I found myself writing just yesterday in the Symbiotic Criminal Psychopath series that Sebastian suggests bringing roses and tequila for Santa Muerte, only to discover later that it was the mormorversary of posting the first chapter of… Roses and Tequila for Santa Muerte. 

So that was delightfully unsettling and synchronous, but it was so good to remember Book 5 of the series. So much delicious divine darkness in this tale… I can only echo the words of my feline associate: I love this fic.  

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crybabynerds:

» At that moment, I was his, and I remain his forever.

Fuck, Sebastian…

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Fifteen: Divine Rapture

There’s a fire, and I’m lying in the forest, with my foot in it. Why did I come camping? I don’t like it. Whose idea was this?

There are dangerous animals in the forest. Tigers and lions and scorpions.

I must move my foot –

I kick the side of the pot. Pain shoots through me, and I cry out.

Read it on AO3!

Poor JimJimmyJames…. Jim??

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Nineteen: You Really Got Me

I brace myself against your shoulders, press myself into you, close my eyes, push, and I’m *in*.

Inside you, lost in you…

“The killer in me is the killer in you…” I whisper, and open my eyes.

Lost in the blue oceans of your eyes, in your smile…

I touch your face, and begin to move…

Read it on AO3!

The Wedding Night. 

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Fourteen: Saint Sebastian

A - fucking *stonefish*!?

Hyaluronidase. Destroying cells.

Cardioleputin. Increasing heart rate, promoting the spread of the venom.

Stonustoxin. Dilating capillaries, so the venom is sped up even more. Causing hypotension, potentially death.

Antivenom. *Now*.

You’re running to the house, carrying me in your arms.

Fuck. I *knew* it! Can’t trust nature! *Especially* fish!

My foot hurts. My foot hurts a lot. My foot really hurts awfully much.

Little *fucker*.

“Did you kill him?”

Read it on AO3!

To date, the only fish evil and ornery enough to take on Jim Moriarty…

Those of you who’ve read our In Tent To Murder fic know how terrified Jim is of being bumped into by a fish… so he is rather displeased with this envenomating little bastard being underfoot. 

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Goood… very good.

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fassymioamore:

Behind the Scenes of Michael Fassbender’s GQ Cover Shoot 2013

Sebastian on the prowl… (pre-Jim, of course!)

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conduitstreetcat:

Chapter Eighteen: Disarm

I used to be a little boy

So old in my shoes

And what I choose is my voice

What’s a boy supposed to do?

The killer in me is the killer in you

My love

I send this smile over to you

Read it on AO3!

The moment arrives… be still my heart… our boys on their wedding day. <3

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apinchofsanity:

Mormor- Subtle jealousy and Seduction

Jim doesn’t do virgins, he does ex soldiers though.. he does them very very hard.

So romantic <3

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fussingoverfassbender:

Michael Fassbender
Band of Brothers || 2001

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