Mar 26, 2017
"Now I know I didn't just see you flirting with my Y/N, because if I did I'd have to make you into a nice rug."
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"Now I know I didn't just see you flirting with my Y/N, because if I did I'd have to make you into a nice rug."
Jim’s Playlist
Stayin Alive: Bee gees
I Want to Break Free: Queen
Hungry Like the Wolf: Duran Duran
Sweet Escape: Gwen Stefani
I’m too Sexy: Right Said Fred
Bad to the Bone: George Thorogood
We are the Champions: Queen
(I can’t get no) Satisfaction: The Rolling Stones
Ring of Fire: Johnny Cash
Money, Money, Money: Abba
One Way or Another: Blondie
The Final Countdown: Europe
I Will Survive: Gloria Gaynor
Take on me: A-Ha
Wake Me Up Before You Go: Wham!
Walking on Sunshine: Katarina & the Waves
Jailhouse Rock: Elvis Presley
Basket Case: Green Day
Don’t you (Forget About Me): Simple Minds
U Can’t Touch This: MC Hammer
Gives you Hell: All-American Rejects
Night Fever: Bee gees
Smooth Criminal: Michael Jackson
Come and Play. Kisses JM.
should I make playlists for the other characters?
You tossed your keys on a nearby table and hung up your jacket before walking farther into your flat. "I made us some tea." You jumped at the sound of your ex-boyfriend's voice and placed your hand over your heart, trying to calm yourself down. "Jim?" You muttered in disbelief, staring at the man you thought had been dead for a year now. "What the hell." "It's going to get cold." He continued, stopping when he saw you weren't going to move. With a small grunt, he stood up and placed his tea cup down. "Please, can we talk." You stood still, not knowing what to say to Jim. You had thought that he was dead for a year now. What exactly did you say to your not-so-dead ex-boyfriend? "You're alive." You uttered in disbelief. Soon your disbelief contorted into anger, and you marched up to Jim, slapping him across the face. "That's for not calling." A small smile tugged at the corners of Jim's lips. "You're right. I should've called." Jim watched your face heat up the way it always does when you're angry about something and smiled. He took long strides over to you and pulled you close, catching your lips with his. You kissed back and played with the ends of his hair, only pulling back when you were out of breath. "Can we talk now?" Jim asked, once more. You nodded. "You have a lot of explaining to do." "I know, Darling, I know." Jim said softly, pulling the chair out and pouring you a cup of tea. "But you're back for good now?" You asked. "I'm never leaving your side again." Jim promised you and took a seat, starting to explain himself.
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.”
Dating Moriarty Would Include
him being very overprotective
hurting anyone that dared lay a finger on you
you being the most important thing to him
you being his weakness
him calling you cute nicknames like sweetheart or love
you eventually meeting john watson and sherlock
this leads to you befriending them
resulting in some very awkward situations
secret cuddles
him not wanting to look weak in meetings so he secretly holds your hand
him giving you his unconditional love
plotting together
lip singing classic rock together in your flat
you having to deal with all of his temper tantrums when he doesn’t kill sherlock
comforting him after
27 for moriarty, please??
Reader x Moriarty
27. “You’re drunk.”
“Jim!” You called out, picking up your history textbook and walking into the kitchen. “I need your help.”
“What’s up?” He laughed, holding a bottle of aged whiskey in his hands.
“You’re drunk.” You sighed. “Aren’t you?” Jim nodded, laughing in response.
You sighed and turned on your heel. “Nevermind.”
“No, no, wait.” Jim raised his voice and tried to stand up. “I want to help you Y/N.”
You looked down at the man in front of you with flushed cheeks and a happy attitude before sitting down at the kitchen table next to him. “I was hoping you could help me remember the Cold War.”
“The Cold War?” Jim repeated, excited. “Easy peasy. I know everything about the Cold War.”
“Really?” You asked, amused.
“Oh yeah.” Jim quickly nodded. “It’s weird but it wasn’t even cold, except in the winter. But America basically was just like don’t do communism and Stalin, the leader of the Soviets, was just like Communism was better than Democracy.”
“That’s wild.” You said, sarcastically.
“Oh, I know.” Jim agreed, taking another sip. “So then America and the Soviets basically decided to be really passive aggressive about it all and try to convince other countries to join their side because they wanted to prove to each other that they were the better choice.”
Jim finished off his glass. “It was a pretty wild adventure if you ask me.” Jim paused for a moment and thought before responding. “Which you did. Does that help?”
“Yes,” You laughed lightly, grabbing your textbook and placing a kiss on Jim’s cheek. “Yes, that’s exactly what I needed to know.”
32 18 10 8 please with moriarty. If its to many just pick one please
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.
15 Please
Reader x Moriarty
15. “Stop deflecting my cuddles!”
You were curled up under a blanket with your boyfriend, Jim. It had been too long since the two of you had a movie day, and you were dying to watch Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.
“Jim!” You squealed, hitting his arm with one hand and pointing at the screen with the other. “Look how cute Newt is!”
“Yes, love, Newt is just wonderful.” Jim muttered, crossing his arms over his chest.
As the movie went on, you tried to unwrap Jim’s arms and rest your head on his chest, but Jim wouldn’t budge. “Stop deflecting my cuddles!” You whined.
“Go cuddle with Newt.” Jim said childishly, not taking his eyes off of the screen.
You sat up and faced Jim. “Are you kidding me? You won’t cuddle with me- your girlfriend- because I think that Newt is cute.”
“Well, I don’t understand why you wouldn’t just cuddle with him.” Jim remarked.
“Babe, he’s a fictional character.” You told him and sighed, pausing the video. “And besides, I don’t need Newt. I have you.”
Jim looked over at you, still refusing to uncross his arms. “I am a good cuddle.”
“You’re the best cuddler.” You told him, reaching out and pulling his arms apart. As soon as you could, you laid your head on Jim’s chest as he wrapped his arms around you. Jim placed a kiss on your head and unpaused the movie, tightening his grip on you every time Newt came onto the screen.