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charliedawn · 1 year

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I'm rewatching sherlock rn and and I've gotten a tiny bit infatuated with moriarty, eurus and mycroft again whoops

Would you be able to write something, Jim x reader, where you've been in a relationship with him for ages and are John's sister, one day your visiting John at Baker Street and sherlock and moriarty are having one of thier intimidating-each other-over-tea conversations and you overhear and that's how you find out Jim's been an evil criminal mastermind the whole time and you think he only ever got with you for some type of ulterior motive or to have a civilian identity to fall back on if he needed, you still love him but have zero trust for him now and he's trying his best to convince you that you weren't part of his game and that he actually cares about you?

If that's too messy of a request to follow maybe just something angsty that's generally along those lines? Also if you don't wanna write it that's totally fine too just wanted to ask cuz I love the BBC sherlock characters so much!!

Hiya. So, that scene just appeared in my mind and I couldn't help but add a little comedic effect to the whole situation. Hope you'll like it. 😉👍

Your brother and Sherlock had been working on a case together involving a dangerous criminal and you had been commissioned with the important role of courier between the both of them, since your brother had apparently 'other things to take care of'.

John had called you over for some important file he needed and Sherlock had left in your flat—because of course he had the keys.

You tried to tell him you had a date with your boyfriend, but your brother had hung up on you before you could tell him.

So, you had no choice but to comply.

You sighed as you found yourself in front of 221 Baker Street on a lovely evening and wondered what you were doing with your life..However, you then heard shouting inside and found the door opened ajar.

You knew Sherlock to hold little importance to personal safety, but you knew Mrs Hudson—and she never forgot to close the door behind Sherlock.

You decided to take a look inside and frowned at the deserted area, but then you heard it again.

A struggle was happening upstairs and you rushed to Sherlock's room with a flashlight in hand.

"...Hello ?"

You were met with dead silence and cautiously went up the stairs and opened the door, only to be met with Sherlock, John and...YOUR BOYFRIEND ?!

John *turns towards you* : "Y/N ! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ?!"

You : "YOU CALLED ME !"

Sherlock : "Not the time, Y/N. We're in the middle of a conversation with this psychopathic mass murderer."

You *to Moriarty* "HOLD UP ! YOU'RE THE PSYCHOPATHIC MASS MURDERER ?!"

Moriarty *smiles at you* : "Surprise ! Hello, sweetie."

Sherlock *to Moriarty* : "You're my assistant's sister's boyfriend ?"

John *to you* : "Wait a minute—YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND ?!"

You *sigh* : "Not now John.."

Jim chuckled in amusement while Sherlock was pinning him in place and you glared daggers at him.

"Shocking. I know. Not really. Actually, it was pretty obvious. Sherlock knew from the start."

Both you and John *turn towards Sherlock in shock* : "YOU KNEW ?!"

Sherlock : "Well. Yes. It was obvious. Taking into account Y/N's terrible taste in men and disastrous past love life.."

You : "EXCUSE YOU ?!"

Moriarty *agrees* : "A tragedy..You should thank me I came and tagged along."

John : "HEY ! NOBODY TALKS ABOUT MY SISTER'S BAD TASTE BUT ME !"

You *in disbelief* : "OKAY ! FIRST OF ALL, OUCH ! AND THEN, ONE MORE PERSON SAYS ANYTHING ABOUT MY LOVE LIFE, I SWEAR TO KILL HIM !"

Sherlock : "..."

John : "..."

Jim : "..Well—"

You knocked him down with a book and shouted.

"I WARNED YOU !"

After that episode, your boyfriend was arrested and sent to a highly secured prison—one you were sure he wouldn't be able to escape from..but were—once again—disappointed.

After a little time in prison because love hurts :

Jim was waiting for you in front of your apartment and smiled when he saw you appear.

"Hello, darling. Missed me ?"

You stopped dead in your tracks at the familiar figure and shook your head in disbelief.

"H..How ?"

Moriarty chuckled before standing aside from your front door to take a couple of steps towards you—noticing how your hand disappeared in your purse for your phone.

"Really ? Our old friend how ? I already told you. I'm Jim Moriarty. I don't explain how. I just do."

You sighed and ignored him, wishing to step in your flat and shut the door in his face. No matter how much you tried to brush it off, you still had feeling for Moriarty.

"What are you doing here, Jim ? Don't you have Sherlock to go bother ?"

He smiled and shrugged before replying nonchalantly.

"Well...Do I have to have a reason to go see my girlfriend ?"

You scoffed loudly in disbelief.

"Haven't you heard ? We broke up. It was pretty clear to me from the way I knocked you out with a book.."

Moriarty pouted at the painful memory and nodded.

"Yes. I remember. I still have the bump on the the back of my head to prove it.."

You snorted and replied sarcastically

"You poor dear..Want some ice ?"

Moriarty stayed silent for a while and you thought he would go away once he would understand that you aren't interested anymore, but you yelped when he wrapped his arms around you from behind and whispered in your ear.

"Well..I would prefer a kiss ?"

You sighed and shook your head—trying not to cry at the tender hold.

"Tell me...What's the plan now, huh ? You're going to trick me into falling in love with you again and use me to get to Sherlock ?"

Moriarty hummed absent-mindedly at the question before twirling a strand/curl of your hair between his fingers.

"Aww..Cutie pie. ~I would never."

You pulled away from his embrace to glare at him.

"Cut the crap. Tell me. Talk frankly for once."

Moriarty stopped playing with your hair before sighing loudly—as if the discussion was boring him.

"I never tricked you into anything. I arrived and offered you a breath of fresh air from your overprotective brother and your old unrequited crush and you took it. I didn't force you."

Your eyes widened as Moriarty mentioned your old crush.

"Y..You knew ?"

He laughed—as if the answer was obvious.

"~Oh honey..Of course I knew. It was high time someone would see you. Because Mycroft would have never seen you like I do, Y/N.."

You shook your head and took a step back—trying to convince yourself that the man before you was nothing but a deceiver and would only use and hurt you. But, he had been such a relief from your chaotic life when you didn't know of his true identity and you sincerely hoped everything hadn't been a lie.

But, you weren't a fool and knew the truth was far from what you had lived with him.

"You are a villain.", you accused—but Moriarty only laughed again before stroking your cheek.

"Oh sweetheart..Don't you know ? Villains make the best lovers."

He didn't hesitate before kissing you, his hands cupping your cheeks and you let him. Because, deep down. You knew.

He was right.

You had never felt happier than by his side and even though Moriarty was a villain—you weren't sure you really cared inside.

You opened the door to your flat and you both stumbled inside.

Mycroft *spying the both of you through a video camera* : "~Oh Y/N..What have I done ?"

#fandoms #imagine #fanfic #sherlockbbc #jim moriarty #jim moriarty x reader

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longlivethewhump · 2 years

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"Sherlock.... Please help me..."

Kabukichou Sherlock : Case File n°221 - Ep.21

This is the only scene I remember from this anime. I can't even describe the plot, but for a reason this scene remains in my memory.

Maybe because Moriarty seemed so desperate and I didn't expected this from him ?

#kabukichou sherlock #moriarty #james moriarty #strangled #crying #anime #not really whump but #you can consider this as #emotional whump #anime whump #If you haven't watched this anime feel free to imagine what happened here #held at gunpoint

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local-gay-weeb · 3 years

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Found out today that I've totally been sleeping on Case File n°221: Kabukicho because this literally slaps

It has such great Double Decker energy! I was just rewatching it the other day and wanted more, so this is absolutely perfect for what I was looking for

#case file n°221 #kabukicho

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anime-of-the-day · 3 years

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Anime of the day: Random Anime Pull List

Here is a list of 5 random anime. I tried to make them as random as physically possible. Like I stuck it in a randomizer and spammed shuffle. And away we go:

Girls Panzer

I love this anime so much I named the robot that cleans my pool Panzer. He also looks like a small blue tank. It's adorable. Watching him clean makes me feel so satisfied.

Children of the Whales

I watched this one at work. And you know it really was a let down. I thought the idea was interesting but the execution could have been better.

Gangsta

This is one of those anime that I’d love a second season of. It was wonderful. Would watch it again.

Case file n°221 : Kabukicho

I enjoyed the comedic elements of this anime. Some of the characters were interesting. However, I wasn’t crazy about them being called Sherlock and Watson and all that. It just felt really weird.

Hetalia

I derive some strange pleasure from things like trash anime. And I mean trash in the best way. Watching this anime makes me feel like I’m trash for loving it, but also what other reason do I get for randomly yelling PASTA.

#Case file n°221 : Kabukicho #Hetalia #Gangsta #Children of the Whales #Girls Panzer #anime of the day #anime recommendation #anime review #anime #anime rec list #random anime

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dannnspoopyie · 4 years

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Top 10 Anime (in my opinion)

1. Banana Fish

2. Dr. Stone

3. Noragami

4. K/Project K

5. Bungou Stray Dogs

6. The Promised Neverland

7. Charlotte

8. Classroom of the Elite

9. Baka and Test

10. Case File n*221: Kabukicho

#banana fish #anime #animes #bungou stray dogs #dr.stone #noragami #the promised neverland #k project #charlotte #classroom of the elite #baka and test #Case File n*221: Kabukicho #my hero academia #bnha #haikyuu!!

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gaypiratesandangels · 3 years

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WHY DID NOBODY EVER TELL ME THERE IS AN ANIME VERAION OF SHERLOCK?!

#moriarty the patriot #case file n°221 : kabukicho #kabukicho #sherlock anime #yuukoku no moriarty

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witchy-capri · 4 years

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John Watson in the last episode being like.

Can you blame him though? His dad was an asshole, his mum alcoholic, let's not even talk about his teacher. He found himself targeted (TWICE or even more) un some case, shot in the knee, saw a friend commit suicide and now his potential boyfriend best friend is out stabbing people.

Anyone would be tired at that point >X)

#Kabukicho Sherlock #kabukichō Sherlock #kabukichou sherlock #case file n°221: kabukicho #John Watson #my art

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animetube · 4 years

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Who Is Moriarty? | Case File n°221 : Kabukicho

#Anime #Manga #Japan #Who Is Moriarty? | Case File n°221 : Kabukicho #Tokyo #Cosplay #AnimeTube

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todaysdocument · 3 years

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Actor Jimmy Stewart was inducted as a private in the Army Air Corps, 3/22/1941.

Series: Official Military Personnel Files, 1947 - 1998

Record Group 342: Records of U.S. Air Force Commands, Activities, and Organizations, 1900 - 2003

Transcription:

To be prepared in TRIPLICATE Jacket made

REPORT OF INDUCTION OF SELECTIVE SERVICE MAN

(last name) Stewart (first name) James (Middle name) Maitland (Army serial No.) 39230721

Permanent address (Town) Los Angeles (County) Los Angeles (State) Calif {Urban x (Mother tongue) English

Birthplace (City, town, or county) Indiana (State or country) Pennsylvania Birth date (Month) May (Day) 29, (Year) 1908

Age: 32 years 10 months. U.S. citizen Yes Race White

If an applicant for citizenship, show date and court in which application was made: XXX

If not a citizen, show country of allegiance: XXX

Grade complete in grammar school: 8; high school 4; college or university: 4

Civilian trade or occupation: Actor; years so engaged: 8; weekly wage: $1500

Marital status: Single Dependents None

Previous service in United States military or naval service, Marine Corps, Coast Guard, or National Guard in an active, inactive, or reserve status: none

Do not enter anything

in this column

Residence

State County

91 037

Place inducted

9141

Date inducted

Day Month Year

22 03 41

Source Nativity

Year of birth

Race Education

1 8

Occupation Marital

002 6

NEAREST RELATIVE AND PERSON TO BE NOTIFIED IN CASE OF EMERGENCY

Nearest relative Elizabeth R. Stewart

Relationship Mother Address 104 N. 7th St. Indiana, Pennsylvania

Person to be notified in case of emergency Elizabeth R. Stewart

Relationship Mother Address 104 N. 7th St. Indiana, Pennsylvania

DESIGNATION OF BENEFICIARY

The persons eligible to be my beneficiary are designated below:

1. none

2. none

In the event of my leaving no widow or child, or their decease before payment is made, I then designate as my beneficiary the relative whose name, relationship, and address are shown below:

3. I decline to designate any person as my beneficiary

In the event of the death or disqualification of the last-named dependent relative before payment is made, I then designate as my beneficiary the relative whose name, relationship, and address are shown below:

4. none

The above recorded information is correct.

Signature of inducted man: James M. Stewart

Witnessed at Induction Sta. No. 2, Los Angeles, Calif. on Mar 22 1941

Elmer E Berland [signature] Elmer E. Berland Private DEMI (RS)

INSTRUCTIONS

1. An original and two copies of this form will be prepared for each selectee. For each man inducted, the original signed copy accompanied by FBI Military Fingerprint Card will be forwarded from Induction Center to The Adjutant General, Washington, D.C. One unsigned copy will be sent to Reception Center for extraction of data; then to Corps Area Headquarters for machine record purposes; then to The Adjutant General. One signed copy will be given to the man. For each man rejected the original will be sent to the local board; one unsigned copy to The Adjutant General; one signed copy to the rejected man. All copies other than original will be clearly marked "Copy" in large red overprint letters diagonally across the face of the form.

2. Fingerprints are not required for rejected men; for inducted men they are required only on original copy and on FBI Military Fingerprint Card.

3. Forms of men rejected will be marked "Rejected" in large letters at the top of first page.

W.D., A.G.O. Form 221

October 1, 1940

(1)

U.S. GOVERNMENT PRINTING OFFICE

#archivesgov #March 22 #1941 #1940s #World War II #WWII #Jimmy Stewart #Official Military Personnel File #OMPF #Army Air Corps

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mdawritings · 3 years

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Wanna Be Yours: Ch. 1

I.I

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A/N: Some disclaimers before you start this fic...

Hotch is very toxic in part one. He’s really just not a good dude. I am not romanticizing the toxicity or trying to set it up as the model for a relationship. You are supposed to see the relationship as damaging and not the greatest at times.

Content warnings:

Daddy kink, sub drops sometimes (i told you hotch is just an asshole in this), Slapping, spanking, Rough sex, Canon typical descriptions of violence (aka expect some description similar to that of an episode of CM), References to sexual assault (again similar to that of an episode of CM)

“Katie!” You yell and run to catch up with your roommate. You sling your crossbody further up onto your shoulder, walking side by side with her..

"Are you ready for our first day of law school, Einstein?" She nudges you with a smile.

You roll your eyes at the nickname and open your phone and glance down at the schedule, "Yep. Room 221, Aaron Hotchner, Criminal Law." You lock the phone and shove it into your pocket, "So what do we know about this Hotchner guy? You always seem to know something."

"I heard he’s kind of a sexist asshole," She walks alongside you across the lawn. The weather is still warm so the whole campus is covered with students. You try your best to contain the combination of nerves and excitement but the large coffee you have in hand isn’t exactly helping.

"I mean most men are," You laugh playfully, "But how bad is it?"

"Apparently he picks one person each year that he just grills and utterly tears apart during class. It’s usually a female student." You open your thermos as Katie talks and take a long sip.

"Jesus, what a prick," You chuckle and shake your head, "Probably thinks most of the female students aren’t as qualified."

"Apparently he’s a fucking ruthless grader. He only gives one student in the entire class an A each semester." She looks at you, "So don’t take it too personally when you don’t get an A."

You roll your eyes at her. You’ve only known Katie a few weeks but she’s already become your best friend. As your best friend, she takes every opportunity to tease you about everything. Especially the fact that you’re only 20 years old. You’re not a genius by any standard. You just work hard. School is everything to you. Intelligence is everything. It’s what you have the most confidence in. Don’t get it twisted, you don’t think you’re unattractive. You just never feel more confident than when you’re in an academic environment. So Katie teases you. Guess the nickname for today is Einstein.

As you adjust the bag on your shoulder you can’t help but notice how light it feels. "Holy fucking shit," Your eyes widen and you freeze in your tracks.

"What’s wrong?" Katie walks a few steps ahead before realizing that you’ve stopped a little behind her.

"Fuck! I forgot my textbook and my laptop on my bed!" You rifle through the bag, pulling all your books out of the bag and into your arms.

"Do you really need them?"

"All of my notes about the reading are on my computer!" You hand Katie a few things from your bag as you empty the whole thing out, all your materials for the class missing from the bag.

"I mean who assigns reading on the first day anyway," Katie shrugs, "I barely skimmed the reading. You don’t need that stuff. And if he asks questions about it, I’m sure you’ll remember enough."

You groan loudly at her nonchalant attitude, taking your belongings back from her arms and dropping them back into the bag. "I have to go back and get my stuff." You turn on your heel and start running as fast as you can back to your apartment building.

Katie calls from behind you, "Einstein! Y/N! You’ll never get to class on time!"

Her voice fades into the background as you run across the street, running as fast as possible back to your apartment building. You sprint up the stairs, skipping steps as you go and burst through your door. You snatch up the textbook and laptop thrown on the comforter. Your lungs are burning, the thermos of coffee in your hand sloshes aggressively as you take off at top speed back across the lawn and into the law school building.

You run down the halls, trying your best to read the classroom numbers as they fly by. You grip the handle of the door and pull it open before rushing inside.

As soon as you step into the classroom a curse flows from your lips, "Fuck." Unluckily for you, the entrance is not at the back of the lecture hall. You can’t slip in quietly and slide into a seat. There you stand, at the front of the classroom, every single eye trained on you. Your professor was talking when you entered the room but now he’s gone silent. You’re terrified to look up at him.

You immediately lock eyes with Katie who reaches to slide her belongings off the chair next to her. She saved you a seat. You take your first step, but Professor Hotchner loudly clears his throat. You look up at him.

Holy god he’s terrifying. He stands tall, insanely tall, compared to you. His button down shirt is rolled up to his elbows and the top button unbuttoned. His brow is furrowed deeply as he stares at you. "Miss…" He trails and turns to grab the roster from his desk, giving it a quick once over, "Y/L/N."

"Yes, sir," Your voice is a small squeak in comparison to his commanding voice.

"Would you mind reminding us all what time class starts?" He quirks up a brow at you.

"11:00," You let out. His piercing glare keeps you locked into place, he’s not letting you seek safety of embarrassment by at least taking a seat.

"I’m sorry I misspoke. See," he crosses his arms and moves a little closer to you. He points out at the lecture room full of students. You follow his hand and look at all of them, your face growing hotter by the second, "Your classmates didn’t need that reminder, seeing as they all showed up on time."

"I’m terribly sorry, Sir. I forgot my notes–"

Professor Hotchner doesn’t let you finish that thought, "I don’t care. You realize that you have now wasted not only my time, but the time of all your classmates. Your tardiness demonstrates to me your irresponsibility as you couldn’t be bothered to wake up on time. Or maybe you just simply do not respect your classmates."

Your hand clutches tightly at the strap of your bag. The other hand holding your cup trembles and you curse yourself both for letting the intimidation affect you and for letting it show. You open your mouth to protest but Professor Hotchner holds up a hand to stop you.

"Tell me, Miss Y/L/N, Which is it? Are you irresponsible or disrespectful?"

At that you don’t even bother to concoct some form of response. Hotchner lets out a small disappointed sigh before giving a small flick of his hand that tells you that you can sit down.

You scurry to slide into the desk at the front next to Katie. Once you take your seat and have settled in, Professor Hotchner turns away and moves to lean against the board at the front of the room, resuming lecturing about what he was before you interrupted.

"Told you it was a bad idea, Einstein." Katie nudges you lightly with her elbow.

"Gideon vs. Wainwright," Professor Hotchner places a hand flat on the desk, leaning on it slightly. You scramble to get your notes out. "Miss Y/L/N, summarize the facts of the case."

"Oh-" You stammer slightly and glance at your notes, reading directly from them, "Clarence Earl Gideon was charged with breaking and entering. He attempted to appear in court without a lawyer—"

"Did you read the case?" Hotch cuts you off before you get through the second sentence.

"Yes, sir I did. As you can tell I was just starting to summarize—" Once again Hotch doesn’t let you finish your thought.

"You should know the facts of the case instead of reading from your laptop," He strides forward and places a hand on your laptop, shutting it forcefully. You jump back a little in shock, "Start over." He commands loudly and turns to go back to his position leaning against the blackboard at the front of the room.

You’re taken aback by his attitude and take a second before attempting to recollect your thoughts, "So the trial court did not appoint him a lawyer. He thus had to represent himself and was found guilty and sentenced to a few years in prison." You take a second and just as you open your mouth to speak, Hotchner tsks slightly at you.

"A few years," He uses his fingers for air quotations. "Can anyone tell me how long the original jail sentence was?" He looks around the classroom. You hear the clicking sound of everyone’s keyboards as they rapidly search for the answer.

"Five," You grip the edge of your desk frustratedly at the inane questions he’s asking. "I wasn’t quite finished, sir."

Professor Hotchner raises an eyebrow at your snippy remark. He moves back to leaning against his desk. He waves his hand, "Pardon me then, Miss Y/L/N, go on." He crosses his arms across his chest. A small smirk is teasing at the corner of his lips. He’s fucking enjoying himself. He’s enjoying embarrassing you. What a pretentious prick.

You nod a little and pick up where you left off, "The Florida Supreme Court denied habeas corpus relief. Gideon then filed to the US Supreme Court. The court agreed to hear his case."

"The main constitutional question of the case?" Hotchner fires back at you.

"Whether the Sixth Amendment’s right to counsel in criminal cases extends to felony defendants in state courts," You rattle off and sit back in your seat. All shame and embarrassment from the terrible beginning of class fades away at this point. You finally feel comfortable and confident.

Hotchner nods slightly and stands up, pacing around at the front again, "The decision and its impact?" He looks around at the rest of the class.

You open your mouth to answer but without even turning his attention to you, Hotchner holds his hand up to stop you, "How about instead of dominating the class conversation you let your peers participate and learn as well?"

All confidence you thought you gained disappears instantly. Your face is white hot again and you shrink down in your chair.

"Einstein… I think we know the student he’s going to torture this year," Katie mumbles beside you and raises her hand to answer the professor’s question.

"It’s entirely unfair." You grumble under your breath. You put your head down to your notebook. Normally, you’d be frantically taking notes on every single word the professor utters but your mind is just stuck on the massive amount of embarrassment you’ve endured in just the first 20 minutes of class. Unfortunately, Professor Hotchner seems to enjoy embarrassing you just a little too much.

"Miss Y/L/N?"

Your head snaps up, "Yes, sir?" You realize in that moment he asked a question and you have absolutely no clue what it is. "I’m sorry, could you repeat your question?"

"Irresponsible, disrespectful and distracted," Hotchner shakes his head, "Anyone else have the answer?"

Hands shoot up all around you but Professor Hotchner’s eyes never leave yours. He gives a small shake of his head before calling on a different student.

The class continues in a similar manner and you find yourself staring at the clock hoping that the time will fly by faster. But it doesn’t. It drags on and on. And Professor Hotchner is relentless. He rapid-fire questions every student, scrutinizing every single detail, every single word that they say. Especially you. Every single time you start to feel that rush of confidence, the security in your intelligence, Hotchner undermines you, pointing out the subtle flaws in your logic, reasoning, and word choice. Finally, you see the clock hit 12:15 and the torture is finally over.

You stand up from your desk and attempt to hurry out with Katie but just as you reach the doorway, Professor Hotchner calls out from behind you, "Not so fast, Miss Y/L/N."

You freeze and shoot Katie a small glare, "I’ll wait for you outside class." She mutters under her breath and gives your arm a small supportive squeeze.

"Show up late to my class again and I will lock you out, understand?" Hotchner doesn’t look up from his desk as he gathers up his materials, slipping them into a small briefcase.

You nod your head slightly, forgetting that he isn’t looking at you.

"I asked if you understand," He sighs impatiently and looks up at you, causing you to shrink in place even more, "You’re going to have to learn to use your words around me, Y/N."

Hearing your first name fall from his lips makes your face flush even further, "Yes, sir, professor Hotchner I understand. It won’t happen again."

"No, it won’t," He starts to walk to the door but holds out a paper for you. You reach down to take it, your fingers brushing against his own. You look down at the syllabus he’s handed you.

Jesus fucking christ it’s going to be an interesting semester.

Chapter 2: I.II →

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x y/n #hotch #criminal minds fanfiction #wanna be yours fanfic

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kendelias · 4 years

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Miscellaneous OCs Masterlist

Name: Cordelia Ward

Face Claim: Katherine Langford

Fandom: Big Time Rush

Love Interest: Kendall Knight

Fic Title: all over again

Summary: Everyone at the Palm Woods knows that Cordelia Ward hates Hollywood starlets, even if nobody really knows why. For the most part, everyone is content to leave her alone, lest they face her wrath, and she is content to go to the public school down the street and keep herself out of the spotlight. But when a new boyband arrives, they seem determined to ruin Cordelia’s quiet little life, especially the arrogant lead singer who just won’t leave her alone. Suddenly, Cordelia is thrown into wacky hijinks and crazy shenanigans as Big Time Rush turns the Palm Woods - and her life - upside down.

Name: Fiona Gilmore

Face Claim: Hunter Schafer

Love Interest: Staz Blood

Fic Title: blessed are the dead

Series Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Tiffany “Tiff” Russell

Face Claim: Dakota Johnson

Fandom: Bones

Love Interest: Wendell Bray

Fic Title: girl with a gun

Series Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Theodora "Teddy" Wiggins

Face Claim: Emily Bador

Fandom: Case File n°221: Kubukicho

Love Interest: James Moran

Fic Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Luciana

Face Claim: Sofia Carson

Fandom: Castlevania

Love Interest: Hector

Fic Title: sweet & metallic

Summary: TBD

Name: Jooeun “Jo” Bak

Face Claim: Kim Sejeong

Fandom: Charmed

Love Interest: Chris Halliwell

Fic Title: wicked thing

Summary: Jooeun Bak leads a fairly normal life - well, besides being a witch, that is. In a world where magic is banned, Jo learns to keep her head down, spending a majority of her time at her best friend’s house. It’s there that she learns that magic is still alive and well. Piper Halliwell teaches her son, Chris, as well as Jo, magic, and Jooeun forges a new home, where her abilities are not only allowed, but celebrated. However, when Piper tragically dies when Jo and Chris turn fourteen, everything takes a turn for the worse. Wyatt, Chris’s older brother, is enraged by his mother’s death, and begins to use his magic in a way his mother never would have wanted. Chris then decides it’s time to stop his brother, by going back in time to fix everything. And Jooeun will be damned if he goes alone.

Name: Ignatius “Iggy” Van Doren

Face Claim: Louis Partridge

Fandom: Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion

Love Interest: Kallen Kozuki

Fic Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Milo Roth

Face Claim: Miles Heizer

Fandom: Community

Love Interest: Troy Barnes

Fic Title: bravely

Summary: Believe it or not, it was decidedly not in Milo Roth’s life plan to end up at Greendale Community college. Or to be 19 and living out of his parent’s basement. After all, being your high school’s golden boy is usually a step on the ladder of success - but then, you fall down that ladder into a pile of shit and end up on the bottom of the food chain you worked so hard to get to the top of. Armed only with a G.E.D. and a flimsy hope for a fresh start, Milo enrolls at what most would not consider the college of their dreams. To make matter’s worse, he’s in Spanish 101 - not his strongest subject. Oh well, at least that kid Abed invited him to his study group.

Name: Fitz Morgan

Face Claim: Elliot Fletcher

Fandom: Crazy Ex Girlfriend

Love Interest: Josh Wilson

Fic Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Phoebe Barrett

Face Claim: Natalie Alyn Lind

Fandom: DC / Titans

Love Interest: Garfield Logan

Fic Title: wide awake

Series Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Fuyuko Ujie

Face Claim: IU

Fandom: Demon Slayer

Love Interest: Giyu Tomioka

Fic Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Gus Minkus

Face Claim: Noah Schnapp

Fandom: Girl Meets World

Love Interest: Zay Babineaux

Fic Title: Starry Eyes

Summary: Being the twin brother of Farkle Minkus is never quite easy. Where Farkle is loud, Gus is quiet; where Farkle is ruthless, Gus is timid; where Farkle is insensitive, Gus feels far too much. Though the brothers are inseparable, it’s easy to see where they differ, and not just in looks. The boys are so different that it’s easy to forget they’re related at all. But as they make their way through love, life, and adolescence together, it’s clear that the Minkus twins are ready to take on the world.

Name: Nicholas “Books” Hawthorn

Face Claim: Aidan Gallagher / Tyler Hoechlin

Fandom: It (2017 & 2019)

Love Interest: Eddie Kaspbrak

Fic Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Arisu Ikehara

Face Claim: Hirai Momo

Fandom: Kuroko’s Basketball

Love Interest: Rinnosuke Mitobe

Fic Title: heart of a champion

Summary: TBD

Name: Genevieve Zhao

Face Claim: Michaela Conlin

Fandom: Law & Order: SVU

Love Interest: Rafael Barba

Fic Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Bell

Face Claim: Richard Harmon

Fandom: The Maze Runner

Love Interest: Newt

Fic Title: something like that

Series Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Sage Harlow

Face Claim: Kaylee Bryant

Fandom: Misfits

Love Interest: Curtis Donovan, Nathan Young (endgame)

Fic Title: a million pieces

Summary: Sage Harlow, ex-homecoming queen and student council president, was not the type of girl you would expect to find doing court-mandated community service. And yet... when she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with her best friend, it was kind of hard not to go all "Before He Cheats" on his Chevrolet Impala. The perfectly polished princess finds herself in community service, with a loud-mouthed bunch of hoodlums, slapping white paint onto benches with a guy who burned someone's house down and a pick n mix thief who won't leave her alone. Suddenly, a storm hits, and somehow they all get struck by lightning - and are still standing. As Sage is about to learn, the storm is just the beginning of the long list of weird things about to happen to her.

Name: Bijou Chihaya

Face Claim: Kim “Lua” Sookyung

Fandom: The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Love Interest: Aren Kuboyasu

Fic Title: trouble

Series Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

Name: Willa Walker

Face Claim: Emma Mackey

Fandom: Twilight

Love Interest: Alice Cullen

Fic Title: TBD

Series Title: TBD

Summary: "Doomed to suffer for all eternity, cursed to be the whore she'd so wrecklessly chosen to become." - Yes, that did sum up Willa's life, didn't it? The wording was a little hard to remember, considering she'd been cursed nearly fifty years ago, but that was the CliffsNotes version, for certain. So now, she's a monster--cursed to wander the earth for eternity, feeding off the sexual energy of others. But when she sets off to enroll in a new high school, there's a group of rich kids from a family that catches her attention--as well as everyone else's. With only her wits about her (and a huge crush on the family’s youngest sister), Willa is determined to get down to the bottom of the mysterious Cullens.

Name: Declan Suzuki

Face Claim: Conan Gray

Fandom: Voltron

Love Interest: Keith Kogane

Fic Title: TBD

Series Title: TBD

Summary: TBD

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bakerstreethound · 5 years

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Twice the Surprise- Oneshot

Hi there! I was wondering if I can I request a Sherlock x Reader oneshot using prompts 6, 15 and 18? I was thinking a situation where the two of them were talking about something trivial but eventually ended up fighting and somehow Sherlock reveals something shocking for Reader ((good or bad.) Also is up to you if you want to use this, it was just a random idea XD) thank you very much ❤

Pairing: reader x Sherlock

Warnings: cursing

Summary: Sherlock & reader get into a small argument and some surprising secrets spill out

All writings belong to me @bakerstreethound

Requested by @marvelous-blog-221

Prompts- 6: I tried so hard to tell you... 15: Please stop speaking. 18: I trusted you!

~*~*~*

"Wow that was an interesting one," I chuckle as Sherlock opens the door to 221B.

"More will come around soon enough, more interesting ones," his eyes sparkle in delight.

"So much pink in this case, I dare say," walking towards the kitchen. "Tea, Sherlock?"

"No," he grunts typing vigorously on his laptop.

I roll my eyes, knowing very well he'd actually accept it when I set it out for him. However, I notice as I saunter back, he seems more distant than usual. I decide to sneak a peak over his shoulder and discretely begin rubbing his shoulders.

He lets out a soft breath, shoulders slumping slightly.

"Please, n-not right now."

"Why not?" I cock my head slightly, grinning to myself. "You need to figure out who murdered that woman in pink."

"They didn't just murder her! Have you not been listening to me or reading the papers? There have been 4 murders prior to hers!" There is an edge to his voice.

I stop mid rub, now ticked.

"And how am I supposed to read the papers or pay attention to the news when I'm running all over fucking London helping you solve crimes!"

He huffs turning his body towards me as I sit in his favourite chair.

"You see but you don't observe."

"But not everyone is as bright as you!"

"Your brain is so vacant, you don't know what's going on. Why did I even bother to take you on this case?" He waves his hands in frustration.

"You could've at least told me what I was getting into, but I guess you don't care about "ordinary" people like me, you?" I try to hide the tears trickling down my face as I turn towards the door, but am stopped with a gentle tug on my arm.

His sapphire eyes are filled with grief and longing, battling before me. My anger boils over again inside and I wrench his arm, but his other one tugs my waist, pulling me close to him. His heart is beating rapidly.

"I tried so hard to tell you, it was supposed to be tonight, but we had to answer that goddamn case!" He pulls away, stalking over to his corner, pacing. "I-i had to take you somewhere today because-because we were going to the park we loved as kids and I was going to give you this," he pulls out a small engraved black box from his coat.

I back away until I stand by the door, the knob prying on my side. I know for certain escaping wouldn't do, but I could try.

"Please, you can trust me. I just snapped, that's all. Happens when I'm stressed."

"Sherlock, please stop speaking. I've had quite enough for the night and I want to go home." I reach for the knob, but the door flings open revealing a short man with silver hair. I blink. "John? What is my brother doing here, Sherlock?"

"Uhh I rent the room upstairs, nothing to worry about. I trust Sherlock is keeping you out of trouble?"

"Yeah, of course, " I fake a smile, bolting out the door. Sherlock's pounding feet follow close behind.

I run and run, knowing I can find a hotel to stay just for the night. I cut through a park, the canopy shielding me, the shadows encasing me in a dark embrace, but soon I find myself slamming into a hard chest.

I groan, backing away, but there's no escape now.

"I trusted you, Sherlock! All of these secrets, I'm sick of them. I'm sick of these stupid murder cases and all of these files. I'm done!"

"Let me tell you something. I wanted to ask you something," he leans towards me our faces only centimeters apart. "Consider how much of your incessant bickering I'll be missing throughout the day, your smile, your presence. I don't want it to fade. Since childhood I wasn't certain about this, but I am now. Would you do me the honour and marry me?"

My only answer is my lips pressed upon his.

He squeezes my bum slightly.

"Bastard," I mumble kissing his cheek as he slides the emerald on my finger.

"Does this make us even now from keeping secrets?" He nudges me playfully, eyes sparkling.

A pit of dread fills my stomach as I link my hand in his arm.

"No."

"No?" His brows furrow.

"Remember that night after the hospital? The night Molly gave you autopsy reports and you came back enthusiastic?"

His face darkens, tinted pink.

"So I went to Molly and I think we're expecting," I smile nervously.

Sherlock stares, taking my hand from his arm.

"We must tell John and Mrs. Hudson! We need to get the flat ready!" He grins, walking briskly, turning on his heels waiting.

"We still have a wedding to plan, dear," I roll my eyes as he picks me up, practically flying back to the flat to spread double the good news.

(It's been awhile since I've written a fanfic, so I apologise if it isn't what you were hoping for) Please enjoy!😂💖🎻

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