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Simon Pegg Talked About The Deleted Line(Or Scene) Of Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy (1:09)

  We had a thread about Karl’s character, Bones, being reluctant to pick up a weapon, cause he’s a doctor, obviously, he’s not a soldier. When it’s called upon him to actually pick up a gun and he questions that. There was a nice line about ‘any fool can pull a trigger.’ But when in the process of the film been squeezed, it was lost. which was a shame, cause I like that. Karl brought it up, Bones is a life giver, not a life taker. And that would actually……wouldn’t tally with his Hippocratic Oath. 

 (I was SO SAD about the lost of this scene. Really. This could have been the great development to the character. )

Well, Sherlock & John & Jim

Remember when we cried, because we didn’t see Moriarty in TAB trailer and then it turned out HE WAS THERE!

He was there, but we couldn’t have seen him.

Now we have s4 trailer and same thing, no Moriarty, buuuuuut:

Sherlock might say this to him, why not? What’s the very worst thing Sherlock can do to his very best friends? Tell them his darkest secret. 

And it’s not about John, why?

Example: 

Mrs Hudson is Sherlock’s best friend. She would be happy, she ships them from the beginning. That wouldn’t be the worst thing. The worst thing for her would be Sherlock saying ‘i love you’ to his enemy

And here we gooooooo

anonymous asked:

So, as it turns out JM isn't the only one with a thing for hot wax... Could I get a thing? With hot wax? Thaaaanks, love you!

A/N: OOHHHHH LOOK @jim-notdead-moriarty 😏 We’ve started something 😁

I hope this satisfies all your cravings anon (and JM) 😉

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“Dammit!” You muttered to yourself, tripping over a box in the hallway. The house was submerged in darkness and you didn’t want to wake Greg by turning on lights….or from excessive cursing as you tried to find your way upstairs.

You slowly opened the bedroom door and raised a brow at the single large red candle in the middle of the room. The soft orange light from it made the entire room glow. “Greg? What’s-” you were cut off with a surprised gasp as a blindfold was placed over your eyes.

“Shhh….” Greg’s breath lingered over your ear, sending chills down your spine “Don’t say a word”. You nodded and you could feel him stand in front of you.

He slowly started to remove all articles of your clothing, he softly grabbed your wrists and led you to the bed, gently lying you down on it before tying your wrists and ankles to the bed frame. You let out a soft whimper as he finished tying you up and then began to trace his fingertips over your bare skin. You couldn’t help but laugh as he brushed over your ticklish spots on your side.

Then the unexpected happened.

You felt a burning spot near your belly button and let out a sharp gasp and tried to wiggle your way out of the restraints. When Greg saw this he let another droplet of hot, red wax fall making you squirm and flinch under him.

“Greg!” You let out a half moan, half pained scream.

You couldn’t see him smile to himself as he did it again and again and again, making your whole body quake as patches of skin burned.

“Please…Greg…” You almost begged. You weren’t entirely sure at this point what for…for more wax? For less? Or to make him realise you? Or to see him?

“Please only makes me think you want more…” He trailed off before dragging the tip of his tongue up the length of your neck, dragging a long moan out with it. “Do you want more?” He asked in a rough voice.

You gulped and nodded. Greg poured a little on both your nipples making you scream with pleasure and pain. He kissed along your collarbone, leaving a love bite or two along the way.

Your chest was heaving. Your body was on fire. Your eyes were desperate to look again.

You were in a fantasy world.

Greg finished you and the rest of the wax off by spelling out a ‘G’ on your chest. He slowly freed your ankles and wrists and your blindfold as you desperately gasped for air. “What? What…was that all about?” You asked between breaths and kisses against Greg’s mouth.

“I just like to surprise you from time to time” he purred out with a wink. You couldn’t help but pounce on him.

The next day you turned up to a crime scene where Sherlock and John were already at “Hey!” You waved to the pair with a smile “Lestrade couldn’t make it so he sent me. He was pretty tied up with work” you explained.

“Not as tied up as you were last night” Sherlock mumbled out just loud enough for you to hear him. You glared at him as a blush took over your face “By the way…” He leaned closer and pointed to your neck “you have a bit…uh…there” he smirked and you quickly tried to wipe away a bit of red wax.

“Say one more word Sherlock and I will kill you”.

“You also have a burn mark-” he couldn’t finish his sentence as you chased after him.

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NCB Hannibal - I Have To Eat Him 

Hannigram ~


Photo taken by @lysagraphy

Hannibal Lecter cosplay @jimandthemoose

Will Graham cosplay @pyrohunk / me 


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I don’t actually know if the second one is an outtake, or not but I love how you look Jim *_* please eat me ~
Hope we gonna do much more of this. 

me: *takes a deep breath*
me: i lo-
anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever: yes, you love jim hopper, we know, you love jim hopper so much, he’s the light of your life, you love him so much, you just love jim hopper, we KNOW, you love jim hopper you fucking love jim hopper ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE JIM HOPPER. WE GET IT.

ok but seriously, what did we miss today while they were dangling andrew scott in front of us like a carrot?

Fairytale - Leonard McCoy

Requested by anonymous. Part of the Autumn Fic Meme requests - Matching Halloween Costumes.

Jim’s room on the Enterprise was covered in trinkets from all the planets you had visited, and a few posters from home. You smirked when you walked in, glancing around his mess of a room.

“What?” he asked.

“Is all of this up to regulation?” He grinned and sat down on his couch.

“Nope. And for that matter, is your husband’s collection of whiskey from around the galaxy regulation?” You matched his grin and sat down with him. 

“Touché. So what did you ask me here for?”

“I assume you know what day is coming up?” he asked.

“Um, your birthday?” you asked skeptically.

“No, idiot. Halloween!” Your eyes widened and you shook your head.

“Oh yeah! What are we doing this year?” you asked. You and Jim had always loved Halloween as kids, and dressed up nearly every year. Since it was your first year on your five year mission, and since Jim was your captain, you assumed he had a surprise in store for October 31st. 

“You’re going to love it.”


You walked back to your apartment with a smile on your face, opening the door to find a frown on Leonard’s. 

“Hey,” you said, dropping your smile a bit. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just a patient of mine.” 

“What happened?” you asked, walking up towards him and putting your hands on his waist.

“You think they would listen to their doctor, but they went off to work when they were supposed to be quarantined, so now there may be a infestation down in engineering.” You scrunched up your nose and he noticed, his features softening. 

“But I’m much better now that I am around my wonderful wife.” You smiled and tiled your chin up and met his lips in a soft kiss.

“So other than that,” you said, walking into the kitchen to grab a couple of drinks, “How was the rest of your day?”

“Alright,” he said, sliding into one of the bar stools at the counter. You handed him the glass and he took a long swig from it. “What about you? How was your day off?”

“Good, I got to spend some time with Jim.” Leonard nodded as you leaned over the counter. “And he had a really great idea.”

“Really? I told him it would happen someday.” 

“Very funny. Anyways, since Halloween is coming up he thinks we should throw a Halloween party on board.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“And we’re all gonna wear matching costumes,” you muttered under your breath.

“We’re going to do what now?”

“Well, it’s not Halloween if you don’t dress up.”

“It’s Halloween because it’s the 31st not because you wear some silly costume.” You gasped and put your hand over your heart.

“Wow, that hurts, Leonard. You don’t even know what I’m wearing.”

“Fine,” he grumbled, rolling his eyes slightly. “What are you going to wear?”

“I’m actually not sure yet,” you said, walking over to sit on the stool next to him. “But Jim did set up a theme so everyone would be matching.” He sighed and glanced lazily over at you.

“What is the theme?”

“Fairytales!” He groaned loudly and you pushed his shoulder. 

“Oh come on, it’ll be fun.”

“Or, we could just spend the night here, and watch a scary movie.”

“Leonard, please,” you said, taking his hand. “It will be fun. You don’t have to worry about the costumes, I’ll handle it.”

“Are you going to be like this every Halloween?”

“Doesn’t matter, you already married me,” you said, grinning up at him. He rolled his eyes and put his hand on your thigh.

“Unfortunately, I did.” You scrunched up your nose and he smiled as he leaned in to kiss you.


“Dammit, Y/N, I’m a doctor not a prince,” Leonard grumbled as he tried on the costume.

“Well then it’s a good thing that Flynn Rider is a thief, not a prince. Have you really never seen Tangled?” He stepped out of the bathroom, the white undershirt clinging to his biceps, and just a bit of chest hair peaking out of the shirt. 

“Of course I’ve seen Tangled, remember, you made me watch it last year.” You grinned and walked around him, looking at how the costume fit, but also checking him out. 

“Yes, I do remember.”

“So, what are you wearing?” he asked.

“What do you think?” He sighed and rolled his eyes. “Yes, I’m going to be Rapunzel. I still have to finish up the details of the costume before Halloween.”

“Are you going to make a wig, too?” You rolled your eyes this time and laughed.

“No, I think I’ll just put flowers in my hair.” You wrapped your arm around is waist and held him close, grinning up at him. “Are you excited?”

“Not really, but you are, so that makes me happy.”

“I promise, it’s going to be fun. And if it’s not, at least I got you to dress up.” He chuckled and leaned down, kissing you. A knock came from your door, and you pulled away with a groan.

“Save that thought,” you said, pecking his lips once more before going for the door. “Jim.”

“Hey,” he said with a grin. He took one look at Leonard, and his smile grew. Leo began to say something but you pushed Jim out of the doorway and into the hall before he could.

“Don’t push him, I just got him into the costume.”

“He makes a nice Flynn.” You beamed and looked over at him.

“He does, he really does.” Jim smiled down at you and you cleared your throat. “Anyways, what did you stop by for?”

“You mean besides watching my sister check out my best friend?”

My husband.”

“Same difference. But, I came over to see if you can help me with my costume.”

“Who are you gonna be?” 

“Prince Charming,” he replied, with a winning grim. You giggled and nodded your head.

“Figures. Okay, I’ll help.”


Walking into the emptiest part of Engineering that Jim had coined “the party room”, you saw a flurry of large ballgowns. The room was thumping with loud music, and muttered voices.  

You nervously fixed the corset wrapped around your waist, and looked down at your bare feet. Leonard chuckled behind you and placed a kiss to your forehead.

“You look gorgeous,” he said as he fixed a flower in your hair. 

“So do you,” you said, bumping hips. Glancing around the room, you saw at least three different girls dressed up as Cinderella, and smiled to yourself. “Well, Jim will have plenty of options for his princess.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” Nyota said from behind you. You spun around and smiled, looking down at her costume. She wore a shimmering green tail and matching purple shells on her chest.

“The Little Mermaid,” you said appreciatively. She spun around a little bit and grinned. “So where’s your-”

“Oh my god,” Leonard interrupted as Spock came into view, sporting the billow white top and matching tight blue pants of Prince Eric. You smacked Leo’s arm as Spock walked up and smiled at the group.

“You look good, Spock.” He smiled slightly and nodded his head.

“Thank you. I was unfamiliar with this character, so Nyota helped make it.”

“Props to her then.” She smiled at you, and took a drink of her beer. “Ooh, we should get one of those,” you said to Leonard. He nodded and put his hand on your waist, leading you across the room. A group of Cinderellas surrounded a very happy Jim, who waved at the two of you.

“Wow,” Leonard said, leaning up against the bar. He handed you a beer and you took a swig from it before you nearly choked on it with a laugh. Leonard turned around and started laughing when he saw Hercules walk up.

“Looking good, Chekov,” you said, clinging beer bottles with him. Leonard still had a smirk on his face, looking at Chekov’s exposed arms and the short dress he wore. 

“Hey, if you think this is funny, you should see what Scotty is wearing.” As soon as the words left his mouth, Scotty walked up, and you spit out your drink onto your dress. 

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Rapunzel,” he said, kissing your hand. Leonard pushed him away protectively, and you giggled into his shoulder.

“And who are you suppose to be?” he asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” he asked, tugging on the black ponytail wig he wore. “Gaston!” You snorted and leaned back up against Leonard’s chest.

“What movie is he from?”

“Beauty and the Beast.”

“And you’re some kind of prince?” You laughed again and rolled your eyes. 

“The ladies think so,” Scotty responded with a wink before running off across the room. You spun around in your seat so you were facing the bar again. Leonard looked over at you, a confused look on his face.

“What?”

“Did I miss something?” You raised an eyebrow and nodded over at Scotty. 

“Oh, Gaston is full of himself and flirts with women a-”

“And that’s why he was flirting with you,” he finished. 

“Yep.”

“Well,” he said, setting his beer down. “I think Flynn Rider knows a thing or two about flirting, too.” You grinned as he held out a hand and led you across the room to the dance floor.

“Please don’t step on my feet,” you said, glancing down at your toes and the multiple pairs of glass slippers around the room. Leonard grinned and took both of your hands in his.

“Stand on my feet.”

“What?”

“Stand on my feet,” he said firmly. You smirked and complied, stepping gingery on his toes as he held onto your waist.

“Are you sure about this?” 

“Yes,” he said as you wrapped your arms around his neck and he began to move slowly across the floor. He held you close against his chest, sometimes placing a kiss to your forehead. 

As the next song started, you took one of Leonard’s hands and swayed along to the music with him. Jim strolled by a moment later, smiling at the two of you as a Cinderella dragged him across the room.

“Charming,” Leonard scoffed.

“Not as charming as you,” you said, running your hand through the coarse hairs on the back of his neck. He grinned and kissed you, smiling against your lips. 

“Ya know whose charming face I haven’t seen tonight?”

“Sulu’s.” As if on cue, he walked past the two of you, dressed up as Robin Hood, winking as he left. You both looked at each other and broke out into a laugh. 

“Aren’t you glad you decided to dress up?” you asked.

“Not particularly,” he said, pulling you close.

“Come on, it’s like a fairytale in here,” you said, looking around at the ball gowns and fairy lights decorated across the ceiling.

“No, it’s a fairytale with you,” he corrected, making you beam. “This is just a part of the story.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, princess.”

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