13 And 25 With Moriarty Please X

13 and 25 with Moriarty please 💕 x

Reader x Moriarty

13. “It’s three a.m.”

25. “This is a horrible idea.”

You felt a poke on your cheek and shifted away.

“Y/N.” Your boyfriend Jim poked you again. “Come on wake up.”

“Go to bed, Jim.” You swatted his arm away and faced the other side.

“Y/N.” Another poke.

Begrudgingly, you opened your eyes looking at the alarm clock and then at Jim. “It’s three a.m.”

“Time is only a number.” Jim responded in a sing-song tone. “Besides I’ve got a great idea.”

“What is it?” You asked warily. Jim’s ideas almost always ended with the two of you getting in trouble.

“Get dressed and I’ll tell you on the way.” Jim flung clothes at you and walked out of your shared room, yelling back behind him, “I’m going to get the car. Meet me outside in ten minutes.”

You groaned and grabbed the clothes, putting them on as fast as you could before walking outside. When you were outside, you knocked on the car window and waited for Jim to unlock the car.

“It’s so bloody early, Jim.” You muttered while getting in and buckling your seat. “This better be good.”

“Oh, it will be.” He assured you, backing out of the driveway.

After driving for a few minutes in silence you spoke up. “Are you going to tell me what we’re doing?”

“We’re going to steal the crown jewels.” He told you excitedly.

“Steal the crown jewels?” You asked in disbelief. “You just did that last month. Remember, they had a trial and everything.”

“I didn’t steal them, Y/N. They didn’t leave their case.” Jim said as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

You stayed quiet for a minute. “This is a horrible idea.”

“Well, get ready.” Jim stopped the car. “Because we’re here.”

When you refused to get out of the car, Jim opened your door and grabbed your hand, pulling you out.

“We’re going to get caught.” You muttered, anxiously. “I’ll never survive in jail.”

Jim stopped walking and turned to face you. He placed his hands on either side of your face reassuringly. “We’re not going to get caught. You’re with me, darling, remember.”

“It’s still a bad idea.” You sighed before asking, “Why are we even doing this?”

“Because Honey, you should see me in a crown.” Jim smirked, placing a light kiss on your lips. He grabbed your hand once again and pulled you the rest of the way.

The crown jewels loomed in front of the two of you. Jim looked over at you, shooting you a wink. “Pretty cool, huh?”

“Alright, yes. It’s pretty cool.” You admitted.

“Go stand next to them.” Jim told you. “I’ll take your picture.”

You let out a laugh and moved over to stand next to the crown jewels. “Alright, I’m ready.”

“You’re just standing there.” He rolled his eyes. “Boring.”

“Well then what do you suggest?” You crossed your arms.

“Do something evil.” He told you.

“Like what?” You asked. “I don’t know any evil poses.”

“Pretend like you’re going to kick the glass down.” Jim smiled, getting his phone ready.

“That’ll set off alarms, Jim.”

Jim gave you a soft smile. “I’ve already disabled them. Do you really think I would bring you somewhere dangerous?”

You grinned and pretended like you were kicking the glass down as Jim took your picture. “Is that evil enough for you?”

“We’ll work on it.” Jim laughed before continuing, “But now, I think we need a little music.”

Before you had time to answer, Jim started playing Staying Alive by Beegees. He grabbed the fire extinguisher off of the wall and took out his gum, sticking it on the glass. Jim looked over at you. “You better stand back. I don’t want the glass to hit you.”

“Jim-” You began to protest, but he shot you a stern glare. You stepped back and watched as he placed a diamond on the gum and hit it with the fire extinguisher, shattering the glass.

With a goofy grin, Jim stepped into the case and began to put the crown jewels on. “What do you think, Y/N?”

You took your phone out and snapped a picture as your eyes scanned over Jim’s body. “You were right, Jim. I did need to see you in a crown.”

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A/N: a little Knight of Ren!reader x Hux Drabble for ya. Hux whump of COURSE.

“REN!”

All the Knights were standing in a circle briefing the next mission when you all turned to see Hux making his way towards the group. An odd thing to call out in a group of people who went by Ren but everyone knew who he meant, including your Master, Kylo Ren who turned and walked towards Hux. “Something I can help you with, General?”

“Why yes there most certainly is. Did you tell the Supreme Leader my men were not up to the Utapau mission in favor of your men?”

“I told the Supreme Leader the facts. This is a significant mission and I believed my Knights were the superior team to be trusted with this mission. He made the decision himself. Besides, do you really think I tell the Supreme Leader what to do?”

Hux smirked, “I think you’re certainly self important enough to try.” You smirk and let out a small laugh that draws all eyes on you. You look horrified as you hang your head a bit, “I’m sorry, Master.” You whisper as they go back to their conversation. You couldn’t explain it but you kind of always had a soft spot for Hux. He was strong and never backed away from your Master and that was respectable. Not to mention he was kinda cute. They finished their conversation and Kylo returned to the brief. As he concluded, you all agreed upon a rendezvous spot and went to walk away. “Oh and [Y/N],” you wince at your name and slowly turn around, “Yes, Master?”

He smiled a sadistic smile, “We’ll be helping with ship security this evening. 12th floor. Monitor the halls until the rendezvous time.” You try to suppress your sigh. Great. No sleep before a mission. “Yes, Master.” You really need to learn to shut your mouth.

——-

1:15am

You’d walked the same halls at least 10 times now. You stopped for a moment to yawn and close your eyes.

“Ahh!”

Your eyes snap open when you hear the cry. Without a moments thought you head in the direction of the noise continuing to hear grunts and groans as you drew closer. Rounding the corner your a little shocked at what you see. It’s General Hux on the ground looking like he’s struggling to get back to his feet. There’s a cut on his head which looks to be bleeding pretty heavily. “General! Are you alright?” You rush over, offering a hand. He bats away the offer, “I don’t need anything for your kind.” You pull your hand away looking a bit indigent, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He stopped trying to stand, “One of his little attack dogs.”

“Oh.” You shrugged a little. “Kylo? I wouldn’t call us attack dogs exactly...” he tries again to grab onto the rail along the hallway and pull himself up. “Here...” you go in grab him round the waist and help him up but he turns and snaps at you, “I said I’m fine!” You back away and watch as he struggles before collapsing back into the ground. “This is you being fine then?” He sighed before looking up at you, “Did you come here to mock me?”

Your eyes go wide, “No. I’m just trying to help you. That cut looks pretty bad and it seems like maybe you broke a leg or something.” You shrug again, “Besides, I’m only here because I laughed at what you said to Master Ren. Seems like destiny, me being here with you now.”

Hux sighed, “We can’t go to the medbay.” You smile, glad he’s given in. “Okay.” Leaning down you grab him around the waist and hoist him up, guiding his arm around your shoulders. Slowly you guide him back to your room. He doesn’t protest or say much at all as you take him into your sparse quarters and let him down onto your bed. “I’ll be right back. Make yourself comfortable!” You shout as you go into the bathroom. Hux looks around as he goes to prop himself against the wall. There’s no indication that and individual lives here. No personal effects, nothing is out of place, no additional luxuries, it looks like when it was first issued. Moments later you return with a shocking amount of medical supplies and Hux looks shocked. You see his face and give a little shrug. “We don’t really use the medbay either so everything is taken care of in house.” You pout some antiseptic on some gauze and begin to dab at the cut on his head earning you a hiss in pain from Hux. “Sorry.” you whisper as you continue, “so... what happened?” Hux frowned and turned away but your hand followed, “None of your business.” You raised your eyebrows and gave a little nod. “Okay.”

Silence fell as you continue to clean the wound. “So. Ren punished you.” He finally spoke up. “Yeah. It’s not that big of a deal. Happens a lot actually. The way you deal with him... I don’t know... it makes me laugh.” You smile and his eyes look over to you and he smiles back. “Well I’m sorry I suppose.”

“Don’t be!” You shake your head as you finish closing the wound, “I think you’re brilliant! It’s not like any of us could ever talk to him the way you do.”

Hux smiled for a moment before his face turned. “The Supreme Leader... well he’s my Ren, I suppose.”

You face soured as you put away the antiseptic. “So, this is him punishing you?” Hux didn’t say anything, just gave you a small nod. “Whatever you did, couldn’t have warranted this.” You look up at him, sadness in your eyes and he looked back at you, letting the last of his wall crumble. You grab a scanner and run it over his injured leg. “Small fracture. Bacta should fix that by morning.” Hux nodded and began to push himself to the edge of the bed. “Wait. You shouldn’t move around too much. You can... you could stay here if you want. I’m supposed to be monitoring the halls anyway.” He stopped moving and looked around, “I don’t want to impose.” You smile and shake your head, “it’s nothing. I’ll get you all set up here and then you can stay until morning. After hall duty, we’re leaving for Utapau anyway.”

Hux nodded before screwing up his face, “Wait, when are you sleeping?” You don’t respond but shrug a little with a sigh. “You’re going on a dangerous mission with no sleep? Stars, he is such an asshole. Why do you follow him?”

You look at him plainly for a moment before a sad smile creeps across your face, “Why do you follow a man who broke your leg and split your skull?” He pursed his lips and dropped his head. “Touché.” You let out a big sigh before looking down at his leg. “I’m going to, um, need you to take off your pants.” Hux tried not to blush as he nodded and unbuttoned his trousers trying to wiggle out of them but scrunching up his face in pain when he moved the injured leg. “Here.” You offered as you helped delicately pull them down this time meeting no resistance from him. “Thank you.” He says as you try not to giggle as how silly he looks in his boxers and formal dress jacket. You apply the necessary bacta before dressing it. “There. Just needs time now. Um, do you want help with your jacket?” Hux looked down realizing how silly he must look, “uh, yes please.” You smile as you help him strip down to his undershirt; a much better match for his boxers. “Okay. Well I’ll be wandering the halls with no rhyme or reason for the next 6 hours if you need anything!” You smile and wave as you turn towards the door. “[Y/N],” Hux calls after you and you turn back before exiting the room, “Be safe. And come back. I’d, um, I’d like to take you to dinner. To thank you for this.”

You try not to blush as a smile spreads across your face, “Well then. I’ll be sure to come back.”

A/N: Requests from two anons. Now this one doesn’t have any smut but I loved writing it. And oh, there is so much more to come. ;-)

Words: 1939 Warnings: implied smut, fluff

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Reader x Moriarty

8. “What part of ‘we’re enemies’ did you not understand?”

10. “I’m not a biology teacher, but I’m pretty sure your dick isn’t supposed to be in your personality.”

18. “I’m not expert, but enemies don’t usually have tea together.”

32. “You’re supposed to be dead. Why aren’t you dead?”

You unlocked the front door to your flat and walked in, freezing in place. “You’re supposed to be dead. Why aren’t you dead?”

“Y/N, it’s always a pleasure to see you.” Jim Moriarty smiled and poured himself a cup of tea.

“I thought you killed yourself.” You blurted out. “And out of all the places you could be why are you sitting in my living room? How did you even get in?”

“Y/N, you always were my favorite.” Jim sighed nostalgically and poured another cup of tea, holding it out towards you. “Tea?”

“I’m not an expert, but enemies don’t usually have tea together.” You muttered warily, taking the cup and placing it on the table.

“Drink up.” Jim smiled at you, taking a sip of his own tea. “It’s rude to let someone as handsome as me drink alone you know.”

“I’m not drinking that tea, Jim.” You shook your head, laughing lightly at the fact he thought you’d be stupid enough to take tea from him.

Jim sighed, taking the cup and drinking from it. “It’s not poisoned. I’d never poison you, Y/N. You’re too good for that. After all, you are my favorite.”

You stared at Jim for a long time before speaking up. “Okay seriously, what part of ‘we’re enemies’ did you not understand?”

“All I’m saying is that we don’t have to be enemies, Y/N.” Jim told you, with his customary smirk plastered on his face. “I like you, Y/N, I really do. You’ve got this fiery personality to you. And you’re witty. You’re definitely someone that could have an intelligent conversation.”

“Thank you?” You said, although it came out more like a question.

“Don’t get me wrong you’ll never be half as smart as I am, but then again the only person that might come close is Sherlock.” Moriarty paused, scanning your body before looking back at your eyes. “But you’re cute enough.”

“I’m not a biology teacher,” You huffed. “But I’m pretty sure your dick isn’t supposed to be in your personality.”

“Oh c’mon, Y/N. We could be partners in crime. You and I would rule England together. I can give you the world and then some.” He told you, leaning across the table and placing his hand on your arm. “And as for Sherlock. He can’t give you half the things that I could.”

“Sherlock’s a better man then you are.” You pulled your arm back.

Jim Moriarty let out a deep, sinister laugh. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that one, love. You’d be surprised about the kind of man he is.”

You looked away from Moriarty, not wanting him to know that his words made you think twice about Sherlock. He grabbed your hand, snapping you out of your thoughts and placed a kiss on the back of it. “If you do change your mind love, just give me a call.”

With that, Moriarty left his card on your table and walked out the door as if he had never been there.

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pairing: general armitage hux x fem!reader

summary: hux won’t pay attention to you so you come up with some… unconventional methods to get what you want from him. this is fluff, just fluff.

word count: 1.4k words

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ABC PROMPTS (features Sherlock, Mycroft and Moriarty)

***Reader insert / x reader***

A is for A Chance Meeting (Fluff) - Headcanons 

B is for Breaking and Entering (Humor and Fluff) - Headcanons and scenarios

C is for Catcall (Jealousy and fluff) - Headcanons and scenarios

D is for Deceitful Death (Angst) - Scenarios 

E is for Epiphany (Fluff) - Headcanons

F is for Fever (Fluff) - Headcanons and scenarios 

G is for Goodbye For Now (Melancholy) - Headcanons

H is for Homely life (Fluff) - Domestic headcanons 

I is for Impressing You (Fluff) - Headcanons and scenarios 

J is for Jealousy (Jealousy) - Headcanons 

K is for Kicking Ass - Prompts

L is for Living Together (Fluff) - Headcanons and scenarios

M is for Marriage (Fluff) - Headcanons and scenarios

N is for Nightmare (Comfort) - Headcanons

O is for Opportunity of Parenthood (Fluff / Humor) - Headcanons

P is for Pregnancy (Fluff / Humor) - Headcanons

Q is for Quiet (Comfort) - Scenarios

R is for Requests - Headcanons: Arguments, Repetitive, Kissing

S is for Summer Vacation (Gen) - Headcanons

T is for Taken (Angst / Worrying) - Headcanons

U is for Umbrella (Fluff) - Scenario 

V is for Very Bad Timing (Gen) - Scenario

W is for Waiting

X is for Xanthos (Gen) - Headcanons 

Y is for Yandere (Horror) - Headcanons 

Z is for Zero