Sibling Steals Your Toy Energy

sibling steals your toy energy

also, he JUST found out they’re related and he’s already got his loki annoyed me face on which means its actually his general sibling annoyance face

Miss Me? - Jim Moriarty

( @watooosh ) Request: Hello again! Can I ask for an imagine with Moriarty, where the reader is as psychotic as him and she is a world class hacker? They know that they are in love with each other, but hasn’t said anything. So after Moriarty kills himself, the reader is devastated, but she doesn’t show any emotion. After two years Moriarty shows up. It’s up to you if they get a happy ending

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first - but even then I might say no.

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You hummed softly to yourself as you unlocked your front door, and headed into your homely abode. It had been a long and gruelling day of having to deal with those less competent then yourself and honestly you were just tired.

So the moment you were able to head home, you all but dropped everything and called a cab. 

You barely noticed the lingering figure in your living room as you pulled off your heavy coat. It was winter time in London right now, so it was snowing and cold, making you have to cover yourself in multiple layers and a thick trench coat. You leaned up on your tipi-toes, hanging up your coat before pulling off your scarf and mittens.

You let out a satisfied smile the moment you were free of your heavy clothing, letting out a relieved sigh before turning around. But the moment you did, your eyes fell on a familiar face, pulling you into an state of absolute shock. “What the…” 

Moriarty grinned, “miss me?”

You gasped, taking a step back and your hands falling to your parted lips in bafflement. What was…. how? How was Moriarty alive? You had seen him die, with your own eyes, not to mention that you had seen his body after the death. How… “I’m going crazy,” you whispered, shaking your head with distress. Moriarty laughed, as if this was anything to laugh at it and shook his head, taking a step towards you.

You backed up in response, scared of your own mind. “You aren’t real. You cannot be real - you’re dead,” you rambled, eyes wide. 

The one that told you in fact this was real, was the familiarity of Moriarty’s sickening laugh. The one that told you he knew something you didn’t or that he thought he was above - which in reality, Moriarty did. With a sigh, you tried to calm yourself and met his eyes. “How?” You whispered, “how are you here?”

“Trick of the mind, darling.” Moriarty sang, taking a step towards you. You didn’t flinch from him this time, letting Moriarty take his hand in your own and pull you closer. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered as he leaned into your neck, and you scoffed.

“I’m sure you did,” you whispered, voice still shaky. “I don’t understand…-”

Moriarty cupped your cheek, bringing your attention back on his eyes and grinned widely. “Shh,” he soothed, “the game is back on.”

Your heart plummeted, understanding the hidden meaning behind his words. You thought your world of crime was over, but it seemed you were wrong. You nodded in response to Moriarty, ignoring the way you felt and confusion that was clouding your judgment. “Okay.”

let me know what you thought? remember, reblogging always helps!

JM: [Y/N], put that camera down.

[Y/N]: i’m trying out the new phone you got me! so far so good~

JM: You’re lucky you’re wonderfully interesting and pure evil.

You grinned and he couldn’t help but to grin back.

Attention (or lack thereof)

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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Moriarty x Reader | ‘Always Take The Shot’

Hey! So this is gonna be my first ever Moriarty x Reader fic, I hope you guys like it. (It might be a series…)

Plot: You are a crime scene photographer working alongisde Sherlock, John and Lestrade. You capture something you weren’t supposed to… 

Warnings: None,

Guide: C/N = Client Name

*click*

The sound of your camera snapped a photo of the dead body in front of you. You quickly looked down at the screen and blankly stared before it disappeared again. You were a photographer. 

Well… You took a course at university to be a creative photographer but ended up being a crime scene photographer. You also worked alongside Sherlock and John. The two were very famous in the media, Sherlock was a ‘consulting detective’ whilst John was a blog writer and wrote about the two. Sherlock said you were the best photographer he’s ever seen and regularly uses your photos for evidence. John also uses your photos on his blog. It has given you quite good rep in the past. 

But you were just working alone this morning. Sherlock and John were caught up with a particular man called Moriarty. 

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If Loki is Tony's child now, how does Tony react when he finds out about his mythical grandchildren?

With tears.