Seven Nation Army (Moriarty X Reader)

Seven Nation Army (Moriarty X Reader)

Characters: Moriarty X Reader

Universe: Sherlock

Warnings: Shooting and violence

Request: moriarty x reader where just like moriarty’s song is I Want To Break Free, reader’s song is Seven Nation Army and he thinks its super sexy and bossy

“Hello Darling.” Moriarty’s smile grew when he heard your voice. He turned to see you dressed formally. “Ready to cause hell?” You asked him, making him smirk as he took your arm. Moriarty liked to have you at his side during transitions, even if you don’t speak or even pay attention.

The ride to the spot was rather quiet, which neither of you like. “How about a song?” Moriarty asked, handing you his phone. You smirked, scrolling through his music till you found your song.

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Frigga : The books I sent, do they not interest you?

Loki : Why is there an entire pile of tomes by that Shakespeare fellow?

Frigga : A polite young man from Midgard insisted that you needed them.

Loki: so what you're saying is; everything is society's fault, and we as individuals never need to take responsibility for anything?

Thor: Uh no, not exactly. I was just saying that-

Loki: Yeah, I like that. I didn't do anything wrong because I can't do anything wrong because we're all just products of our environment, bouncing around like marbles in the game of Hungry Hungry Hippos that is our random and cruel universe.

Thor: No, wait, that's not what I'm saying!

Loki: Yeah, it's not my fault. It's society. Everything is because of society!

Knife?

Submission for the Scrumptious2kChallenge.

@scrumptious-delusion

Prompt:  “You don’t happen to have a knife, do you?” – “I’m not even wearing underwear.”

Loki and reader (that would be you) have been mysteriously captured and are being held in an unknown facility. You have had secret feelings for the sorcerer for  while now… this seems like a good time to mention that, right?

Trigger Warnings: Violence, captivity, capture, nudity

Reader insert and Loki Has Coulson and Dr Strange cameos (may continue into series if people like it enough)

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# 47 ‘You’re seriously like a man-child’ with Moriarty please 😍❤️ you are my favourite writer on tumblr thank you for your hard work ❤️

Awww thank you! It really moves me, I’ll do my best

Rating: G

Category: F/M

Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)

Relationship: Jim Moriarty/Female Reader

Tags: Imagine, Headcanon, Moriarty is alive, Moriarty needs a hug, childish, humor.

Words: 458

Notes: I’m not a native, please, forgive my mistakes. Gif is not mine. I hope you’ll enjoy it

You had met Moriarty a few months ago. At first, he had alleged to be Richard Brook, an actor or that kind of sh*t, but you weren’t stupid. When you had started to understand the situation, you had asked for the truth, and faster than that, please. Now! He had had no choice but to confess everything. This was the first time you said him you loved him. Yes, you loved him, why wouldn’t you? He had been manipulated by a crazy woman who, herself, had been locked up in a high security prison since she was five years old, in what alternative universe this situation could end well? In yours; love is stronger than everything, remember? All right.

So, this is how you had ended up at 221b Baker Street, when Sherlock Holmes came back from the dead. No, no, Jim hadn’t killed himself, he wouldn’t have dared, the fool! He was kindly waiting for you at home while you were gone to meet his best enemy to try to convince him Jim wasn’t a monster. Easy peasy. No problem.

No, no, it wasn’t sarcasm, you had managed to convince him surprinsigly easily, it was to believe the Detective already knew Jim just needed a hug and a big lecture. And he agreed to meet him without trying to kill him or calling Scotland Yard. As well, Jim had agreed to go apologizing without doing something as stupid as dangerous, and you would be there to make sure they both kept their promises. They should better. But… Well, there’s always a “but” isn’t it? Twenty minutes before the meeting, Jim was sitting in your sofa, refusing to move.

“Jim… Get up, please.”

“No.”

“Jim, get the f*ck up or you will be in big trouble, you jackass!”

“N.O.P.E.”

“For God sake! You’re seriously like a man-child! Move immediately your arse from this f*cking sofa or I’ll make you and it will be really unepleasant!”

The greatest evil mastermind of his century looked up to you, he was just a scared puppy right now.

“Y/N, I’m… I’m afraid… What if Sherlock doesn’t believe me? What about Eurus? What about my crimes?”

Well, you were really head over heels, to be honest. How could you resist to this? How? You couldn’t. So you sat up next to him and said:

“Everything will be all right my love, Sherlock Holmes may be a lot of things, but he’s not a traitor. He will keep his promises. I’ll make him if I have to. now, come with me, come start a new life.”

With that, he took your hand and smiled to you, getting up. You see, cometimes, even geniuses need to be comforted.

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