Sherlock: Ive Done A Lot Of Dumb Stuff.

Sherlock: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff.

John: I witnessed the dumb stuff.

Irene: I recorded the dumb stuff.

Simza: I joined in on the dumb stuff.

Also John: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

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Hello! If it is okay, can I request a really fluffy Sherlock x Reader pillow fight imagine where they're having fun and laughing then it becomes a friends to lovers thing?

Thank you in advance. 😁

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Omgs this is adorable!hope you like it!!!!

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Lay your hand on my chest,can you hear my love for you?

"You know you cant runaway from me,y/n-san"

You squeak, running around the living room but upon hearing the sound of footsteps from behind you,your giggling raises even more and you jump away from the hands that almost reaches to grab you.

"Shelock let me go!!!"

But the man behind you chuckles even more,and with two long strides corners you against the wall.

"You know you are doome-OUCH!'

You dodge from under his long arms, kicking him slightly in the knee.

"Catch me if you can now,Sherly!"

"Ok!that wasnt fair and you know it!no kicking!!"

But that only makes you laugh more,and when you open the door to his bedroom for shelter,you are not so lucky. Sherlock runs just as fast,and before you can close the door behind yourself, he's already inside.

The man walks toward you painfully slow;with hands rose in the air and his devilish grin evident,you know you're in big trouble once he catches you.

And he's really good,at catching... whether its you or your heart,it hardly matters.

As you back away,you fail to notice that the bed is right behind you;so when the back of your knee contacts with it,you fall onto the soft mattress, bouncing slightly and when Sherlock moves faster,you have no choice but to grab one of the pillows behind yourself and hit him straight in the face.

There's a moment of silence before Sherlock lowers the pillow,his grin turning more evil and his dark blue eyes narrowing visibly.

"Oh, you're on."

You barely has time to react when the soft pillow hits you in the face. You reach out behind you, grabbing another pillow and hitting Sherlock in the head,laughing when he almost falls off the bed.

The back and forth between you continues for some time;none of you willing to admit defeat,your faces flushes slightly,and your cheeks hurting from how much you were grinning and laughing.

When the exhaustion finally catches to you, Sherlock takes this to his advance and pounces you;you both fall down on the bed,with him looming over you.

The room is slightly darker;saved for the orange glow of the dying sun that's coming from the window. The sound of carriages and people bustling in the streets are all background to your own harsh breathings.

You're still giggling,and when Sherlock lets out a soft puff of air against your forehead, sending your hair flying,your laughter increases until you have to hide behind your hands to not snort in the man's face.

After you're finally calmed down,you take a deep breath and lower your hands;only for the breaths to be knocked out from your lungs;

Sherlock has been staring at you all this time,never once taking his eyes off of your face. His gaze is soft,and his own lips are turned upwards to a gentle smile.

Sherlock has been always beautiful,and you loved him with your heart.

"Hi."

He huffs out a laugh.

"Hey."

You both chuckle,the closeness too much for your beating heart. You dont know what to say,but Sherlock seems to know what to do.

He lowers his head slightly,and your eyes widens as you feel his warm breath on your lips.

"you know, I've always wanted you like this."

Before you can form a reply,his lips are already on yours.

Sherlock's lips are warm,soft and gentle. They aren't hesitate;like they know the response to his confession already. Maybe he does,maybe he's just relying on luck.

whatever it is,when you kiss him back,it completely melts into a soft sigh of satisfaction.

When you pulls apart,he buries his face in your neck, inhaling softly while his arms snake around your waist.

"i love you."

And you know he means it.

50 Thoughts I Had While Watching Eragon (2006)

*Grabs popcorn, pillows and blankets and is all comfy.*

1. Ah, yes. The one man’s voice that everyone wishes they had besides Morgan Freeman’s and James Earl Jones’. 

2. Galbatorix? Sounds like a cough medicine, or some weird flavour of soup. Thanks Nostalgia Critic

3. Well, at least Rumple’s still got his magic, though and instead of the dagger - Man, that guy needs a good ol’ manicure. And probably a haircut.

4. Eragon reminds me of a young and British Luke Skywalker. 

5. “The king's strip. The best cut there is. The fat just melts into the meat.” An actual quote by a passionate butcher. 

6. I've only known Brom for a day and a half, but if anything happens to him....

7. Two boys get into a fake sword fight and proceed to wrestle like kids. How cute. 

8. And you never see Roran again. 

9. OH, SWEET HOLY COW! THE STONE IS HATCHING! Be cool, be cool!  

10. *jumps back* Woah! Durza! Gimme a headphone warning next time you decide to scream at the top of your lungs like that! Jeez! I had it on full blast. 

11. “I swear to everything on this green earth, I would pay Jeremy Irons to read my grocery lists!” Totally not me. 

12. Rachel Weisz is Saphira? I KNEW her voice was familiar. *squeals* 

13. Eragon, let me explain something to you: You can’t just sneak into people’s houses, it’s not just bad manners, it’s COMMON SENSE, DUDE! 

14. I know you’re mad at Saphira because you couldn’t save your uncle, but if she’d allowed you to warn him, you would be dead and so would she, then the movie would have been a whole lot shorter. 

15. No time to say goodbye, you have to leave with the dragon man now. 

16. There’s no need to get defensive. How was Brom supposed to know that you were seventeen? You look twelve! 

17. Aww, is Dad embarrassing you, Eragon? Then you should have known better than to challenge him. 

18. Now we know who started the fire. Not Ryan

19. Angela’s pretty and I would love to have my fortune told, but Eragon, don’t you do ANYTHING you’re told?! It’s like we constantly have to keep an eye on you. 

20. Ooh! We’re learning some words in the Ancient language now? Cool! *brandishes pencil and misspells every word*

21. Wait, we’re flying again? I mean, sure, I almost died the last time, but why not? 

22. When did he have time to make a saddle? They’ve been traveling all this way. Magic, I guess? 

23. Makes sense why the man is so protective of you and Saphira. He was a Dragon Rider! 

24. Morzan? That’s a better name than I could ever come up with. 

25. “Congratulations. You've just been promoted.” An actual quote by Durza who should just do the work himself instead of relying on these dunderheads.

26. Sweet Dreams are made of these! Who am I to....

27. “Help me Eragon, you’re my only hope.” ~ Arya, probably. 

28. He came all this way and now you’re turning him away? Don’t you wanna get away from the crazy psycho who watches you while you sleep? 

29. Wait, how did Brom get here so quickly? His dad instincts must be kicking in because that’s real speed, I tell ya. 

30. THIS IS WHY I DON’T GET ATTACHED TO CHARACTERS. THEY ALWAYS DIE!!! 

31. Actual footage of admin when Saphira carries Brom over the mountain and there’s a ghost of a smile on his face as he takes his final breath: 

32. Oh, yeah. In case we forgot, Arya’s been poisoned by Durza’s magical demon nails. It’s too bad there isn’t someone who can lead you to the Varden. 

33. There is no way that this boy was in Tron and in that Pan movie with Hugh Jackman. PUBERTY HIT HIM LIKE A FLIPPING ASTEROID! Cue Murtagh simping hours.

35. Look at that Djimon Hounsou in another dragon movie. Except this time, he’s a good guy. 

36. Of course he’s Morzan’s son. No one can be 100 percent good and be that good looking. 

37. “You wanna know how I got this scar?” ~ Murtagh, maybe. But sweet precious boy, what did he do to you? 

38. “Tonight, we destroy the resistance.” Okay, Palpatine - I mean Durza. 

39. So Nasuada gets only thirty seconds of screen time? Does anyone else feel robbed besides me? Yeah? (Added after reading the books.) 

40. Arya’s healed nicely and now she’s ready to kick some butt! 

41. How come I’m only finding out now that Durza has a dragon, too? Or...no, it’s made of dust or something. 

42. My mans is still in jail? While all of this is going on? Guys, let him outta there. You can always put him back afterwards. 

43. NO, PLEASE DON’T LET SAPHIRA DIE. I SWEAR MY HEART CAN’T TAKE IT! AND SHE’S BEING SO SWEET, TOO! *sobbing increases*

45. Ah, waking up after a severe injury/concussion with Murtagh leaning over me? Sounds like my kind of morning. 

46. YAY! SHE’S OKAY. I AM SO HAPPY. 

47. Yes, Eragon, Brom, your father would be proud of you. *sniffles* 

48. Where’s Arya going? I thought they were gonna be together forever. Guess not, eh? She is a princess after all.  

49. Okay, I am convinced. Lemme go and read the-WAIT! THE KING HAS A DRAGON, TOO? IS THERE GONNA BE A SEQUEL? AHAHAHDBABDB

50.  Keeeeep Holding onnnnnn! I don’t know why they put an Avril Lavigne song in here, but I am not complaining. 

The End. This took me an hour or so to write, but it’s worth it. Also, I’m sorry if it’s so long, I’ve had a lot of thoughts. 

It's rotten quality, but I was beyond ecstasic when I found this. AGVVNDHJFGJ

Hello there. I am craving some cute and romantic Moriarty the Patriot imagines since I just joined the fandom. How about one where the reader (female) is singing and Sherlock hears her and start singing along? That would be absolutely amazing. Thank you. :)

VIVACE

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom: Moriarty the Patriot

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Female!Reader (Could be seen as gender-neutral)

I’m tweaking it a tiny bit; I hope that’s okay! This idea just flowed a whole lot better.

The violin piece referenced in this is Bach’s Concerto for Two Violins in D Minor, 1. Vivace

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Finally.

No one was home, and you could practice in peace. You might’ve lived in the room next door and paid rent to Miss Hudson, but the tenants of 221B Baker Street caused enough racket as it was. But now they were all gone.

Miss Hudson was out grocery shopping, Mr. Watson and Mr. Holmes were out on a case, it left you the perfect time to play. In excitement, you knelt and opened your violin case, taking a moment to stare at the beautiful instrument.

But you had to hurry if you wanted time to practice without Mr. Holmes shooting holes in the wall next to your apartment, that is. So, quickly picking up your beloved instrument, you put the shoulder rest on, put it to your shoulder, and held it between your shoulder and your neck while you tightened the bow hairs of your bow.

Setting the bow to your strings, you closed your eyes and began to play.

A few measures in, you heard something.

Another violin playing?

And the accompanying part to the piece you were playing no less.

With a frown, you stepped towards your open window and peeked out, still playing your violin.

It came from 221B next door.

Was it Mr. Holmes? You vaguely remembered Miss Hudson mentioning he could play, and there were some nights when you couldn’t sleep that you would hear melancholic playing of the violin. Finally, the piece came to an end, and it went quiet. There was some quiet talking from the apartment next door and then footsteps. Was someone coming over?

A knock at the door. You bristled and went to the door, tucking the violin under your arm and opening the door.

Sherlock Holmes stood before you, his own violin tucked under his arm and his other carrying his bow. He was avoiding your eyes, starings stubbornly at his shoes.

“Can I help you, Mr. Holmes?” You asked, and he chewed his lip, eyes drifting to the ceiling and still not looking at you.

“Well, I was wondering if… Well… If you’d like to play together again. You aren’t bad for a violinist.” He said the last part was under his breath. You ignored the jab at your violin skills and smiled.

“I’d love that. Would you like to come in for some tea?”

And the rest was history.

YES!!! 😱

if you ever feel bad remember 20th Century Fox is owned by Disney, which means Eva Green's Sibylla can technically be considered a Disney princess.