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pillow-anime-talk · 8 months

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hi, can i request nsfw 42 + Mycroft Holmes from Moriarty The Patriot with brat/slutty reader

# tags: scenario; one night stand; hot romance; strip club; stripper!reader; bratty!reader; nsfw

warnings: mention of sexual acitivities, size kink, a bit of dry humping, erotic dance, commands, just touching, no panties, ass gripping, slutty names

includes: gender neutral reader ft. mycroft holmes {mtp}

music inspiration {click}

author’s note: i liked my own idea and the character of mycroft in it, so i hope you like what i wrote too :) have a nice time!

42. “… You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

You encircled the metal pipe twice, then wrapped your left leg around it and tightened your grip on its cold surface, all the time looking at your regular customer – Mycroft. His huge and breathtaking posture occupied the entire soft burnt red armchair, and his face was directed at your naked body from the beginning of your strip dance. He carefully watched your agile legs, waist, neck adorned with a gold necklace, as well as glossy red lips and cunning eyes with a long line of black eyeliner.

He came here to see you twice a week: always on Tuesday at ten o’clock in the evening, and every Saturday shortly after midnight.

“… You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.” You pushed your hair back, giggling a little. “... As always.”

“Let’s just meet after your working hours.” He grunted with satisfaction, taking a sip of whiskey with an ice cube, and you just smirked, shaking your head in disapproval.

“I don’t sleep with my clients, you know that. I play with them, tease them; you can look at me and touch my body, but nothing else, pretty boy.” You said in an amused, slightly playful tone of voice, pressing the chest against the smooth long stick. Your make-up reflected the lights of purple and gold lamps beautifully, and your skin was smooth and juicy like never before. You were sexy, attractive and talented (not just in dancing, of course). “Should I do more or just dance next to this pipe? Have you come to confess your nasty sins to God and drink some alcohol or what?” You asked after a short while, touching the metal with your musculed back at the same time. Your high heels tapped loudly on the dark wooden floor, and the man set the glass down on the table next to the chair.

“Come here.”

“As I thought.” You responded by smacking your lips and then slowly walked over to the man, placing your hands on both of his knees. Your chest immediately caught his eye. The necklace reflected the light from the small lamp next to the two of you, and you crouched down, wiggling your ass. However, you quickly lifted your body, standing over one of your client’s legs and sat on it with a confident movement. Your bare skin touched the cool material of Mycroft’s black pants, and you smiled in his direction. “Touch me, I know you want to.”

Both large hands touched your waist, then moved to your bare buttocks, squeezing them. The grip was so strong that you moaned slightly under your breath, biting your lower lip with your teeth. For sure, after this night, red marks will be visible on your skin. That wasn’t a problem though.

“You’re my favorite cumslut... So disappointing that you don’t want to meet me for free. You know I’d please you very well.” He grunted, obviously dissatisfied, and you only moved your hips, rubbing against the man’s soft pants. The pleasant friction caused a slight wave of pleasure in you.

“Meeting outside of my job would certainly be more expensive than a private car. You wouldn’t have paid off until your future grandchildren died.” You leaned to him and whispered the sentence into his ear, licking it lightly with the tip of your hot tongue.

“One day you will succumb to me, bitch.” He responded by squeezing your ass once again and you lifted the corner of your mouth up.

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” You replied, catching his massive bulge in his boxers with your right hand.

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yandere-romanticaa · 8 months

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Omgg I am obsessed with your recent mtp Yandere William posts. I am a sucker for Yandere William but for his darling to be a Yandere for him also?? That’s just chefs kiss. I love how he acts obviously to his darling’s pinning! I can see him testing his darling and putting them through an emotional rollercoaster whenever he “mistakes” their gestures as innocent and friendly or getting close with other women. Like darling is contemplating whether they should march over to him talking to the women flirting with him and grab him by his tie and pull him away or stay put but glare daggers at him and the woman.

He'd act so coy, the perfect gentleman. Why, he is only making small talk with the ladies who came up to him, it would be rude to turn them away! Social protocol is unfortunately something to consider here and as a gentleman from a noble house, William can't turn down the women most of the time, particularly if they catch him off guard.

The faces you make are like a drug to him. William is a man who can read you like an open book, there's absolutely nothing you can hide from him. Even as you do your best to stay hidden in the shadows he can still make out the bitter frown on your face and if looks could kill, every single woman that surrounded him would already be deep in the ground, serial killer style.

You have no idea that William feels exactly the same when it comes to you too.

Men are slimy dogs who will do practically anything to get their hands on a woman.

In a way, he's no better.

Whenever he thinks that some fool has a chance with you, William makes his move. Bloodshed is not ideal but it is not completely off the table either, more so if the gentleman in question thinks that he can just have you as he damn pleases.

William always has to hold himself back from scoffing and pinching the bridge between his nose whenever he's talking to these morons. To think, that these men could come close to your level is preposterous. They do not even bother to see the absolute radiance you possess, if he could William would kiss the ground you walk on. He wants to worship you, give you his entire heart, body and soul, it's all you deserve and so much more.

He's more than happy to see that you feel the same way. All he needs to do is bide himself just a little bit more time and he can go in for the kill.

You will be his. There were no doubts about that.

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tachikoma-x · 8 months

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😂

He’s so precious.

MTP Sherlock is such a bundle of JOY. I say that completely unironically.

#mtp sherlock #yuumori manga #moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #John’s face when he says ‘for real’ 🤣#can you imagine this guy carefully stocking up on groceries for someone else in NYC

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write-it-motherfuckers · 1 year

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Person A: “How do you keep getting away with all of this shit? Is there truly no one that’s figured out that you are the one who keeps triggering everything from behind the scenes?”

Person B: “Of course there are a few people who know... Unfortunately for everyone else though, they all happen to quite enjoy my antics, and the vast majority of them have long since become my silent supporters.”

Person A: “And (Person C)? Do they know about any of this?”

Person B: “Who do you think keeps cleaning up all the loose ends for me?”

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beneathashadytree · 11 months

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Hello there! I would like to request prompt 43 with William James Moriarty from Moriarty the Patriot and the reader is the one saying it to him. As for me I'd like it to be a bit suggestive if that's okay with you 🫠

ALL MARKED-UP - WILLIAM MORIARTY X READER

Warnings : nothing NSFW but somewhat suggestive, this isn’t proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : a little spicy fluff I think

Word count : 0.8K words

Additional notes : Hi nonnie! Interestingly enough, as soon as I saw the prompt, I felt like it had to be the reader saying it, so kudos to you for choosing your request so perfectly! I had fun with this, and I hope you like it!💗

Prompt : “If you give me a hickey, I'll have to give you one too.”

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“Oh dear. You look rather upset.” William’s chuckle came from the doorway, where he was leaning as he watched them huff and puff in frustration.

With a glance of annoyance, they rolled their eyes and went back to fidgeting with the collar of their shirt. “No thanks to you, of course. The marks you left are conspicuous, to say the least.”

“We were in a rush,” he replied in a matter-of-fact tone. “And you know I tend to get… enthusiastic when you drag me into abandoned rooms in the middle of balls.”

“That was yesterday evening. It’s been a whole twenty four hours,” they groaned, releasing the collar of their top as they realized that there was no use in trying to hide it with just their clothes. “I thought it would be gone by now.”

“I’m sorry, my dear.” William walked up to them, looking anything but sorry as he stared into the mirror. “On the bright side, I suppose no one’s going to have any doubts anymore as to whether or not our marriage is a happy one?”

“Don’t remind me,” they grumbled, feeling their indignation rise once again at his words. Their fumbling in their drawers grew messier as their agitation increased. “The nerve of him! Lord Byron’s certainly got no limits to his rudeness. And the Viscount! He thinks that his own shoddy marriage is enough of a reason to project on everyone else’s.”

Their husband hummed. “I think I heard someone last night, mentioning that his son’s legitimacy was in question.” A mischievous glint twinkled in his eye through the mirror, as he watched them finally pull out their makeup kit and set out to try and cover the blooming red and purple marks on their neck and collarbone. “If someone somehow manages to slip that he bears an uncanny resemblance to his wife’s stableboy up in her estate, then that would be entirely coincidental, would it not?”

Pausing in their ministrations with their powder puff mid-air, they turned to look at him with a look that was a mix of horror and awe. “You truly are something else, Liam. I’d hate to get on your bad side.”

With a smile they could never resist, he rested his hand on their waist, leaning in to press a soft kiss to their forehead, before whispering, “After last night, you should know precisely which side is my favorite.”

His seductive tone didn’t slip past them unnoticed, and they could feel their throat getting drier at the implications of his words, and the memories they brought back. With shaky hands, they tried to finish applying the makeup as best as they could, in a vain attempt to hide their lovebites.

Of course, ever-perceptive William would notice their trembling, if the laugh that left him was any indication. “Is there anything I can do now? Though it does wound me so to see you trying to disguise them, I understand why the nobility seeing them would upset you.”

A thoughtful look crossed their face, before they turned in his arms to face him properly. “I might have an idea to scandalize them even more.”

He arched his eyebrow at that. “Oh?”

Their eyes now held the sort of glimmer that always appeared whenever they made love between the sheets until the break of dawn and until they grew delirious with pleasure, or whenever they escaped for a passionate, whirlwind of a tryst with him down the hallways of some nobleman’s mansion. It was a look he’d never get tired of; a look that spoke volumes of how much they’d always want him.

Looking as tempting as ever, they smiled wickedly as they leaned in close enough to smell his cologne. Deft fingers found his own pale neck, teasingly stroking the skin and watching as it pebbled at their touch. “If you give me a hickey, I'll have to give you one too, don’t you think?” Daringly, their teeth nipped at a particular spot underneath his jaw that always had him swallowing thickly. “Or ten.”

“Well,” William managed to say after a few beats of stunned silence, somehow managing to sound somewhat well-composed, though some other body parts proved otherwise. “I can quickly think of ten places for them. Do be quick though, darling. We wouldn’t want them to think we’re improper, would we?”

“Oh no, certainly not,” they chuckled, moving back to fall against the bed behind them and pulling him to them by the belt loops. “The hosts themselves can’t be too late, I suppose.” Toying with the button of his pants, they could hear his breath hitching. “You’ll have to forgive me for being a bit rough with you then, if we want to greet the guests on time.”

“Have me as you wish,” he mumbled, before tumbling back onto the bed with his ever-so-tempting spouse in a flurry of eager limbs and unabashed desire.

Taglist : @sherlockscumslut @lilias-highlights @thispersoniscrazy @wifeofkyojuro

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neontokyoo · 1 year

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Hii can I request headcanons of being mycroft’s and sherlock’s spoiled little sister?<3

Of course! This one was a lot of fun to write because I grew up with two older brothers who are huge Holmes kins, so I hope you like it. Lmao 💙

Pairing: Sherlock & Mycroft Holmes x Reader

Relationship: siblings

Genre: headcanons (does that count?)

Summary: Your the younger sister of the Holmes brothers.

Birth:

Sherlock and Mycroft weren’t very excited when they were told that they would be older brothers. Sherlock absolutely hated the idea of a new baby—afraid of having another brother—and Mycroft didn’t really mind, but he also didn’t want another brother because he didn’t want to have to deal with another Sherlock.

The boys much rather have a dog than a sibling.

But the pregnancy was different than the other two, so their parents had a strong feeling that the baby would be a girl instead.

When Sherlock and Mycroft heard about the baby possibly being a girl, they became even more excited.

They had a little babydoll that they named “Baby Pink”, and they took turns taking care of her throughout their mother’s pregnancy.

Well, until they ended up fighting over it and accidentally ripped its head off

They felt really guilty and came up with the conclusion that if they couldn’t even take care of a doll, they weren’t at all ready for a baby sister.

But when you were finally born, they weren’t able to ever let you go.

Once you were, like, nine months old, your mother had to yell at the boys to put you down and let you do things on your own.

You were never going to be able to walk or anything at this rate.

Sometimes they were caught trying to take you to school with them.

Since they couldn’t take you with them anywhere, they were constantly bragging about you to their friends.

Childhood:

The older you got, the more protective the boys became.

Whenever you went anywhere, you were always sandwiched between your brothers while they gave dirty looks to anyone who dared to look at you.

You know the “scary dog” videos on TikTok? That’s exactly what it is.

It got even worse when you started bringing friends home.

Your father had bought a Courting Candle after it was confirmed that he would be having a daughter, and, despite the purpose of the candle, your brothers would use it for the friends you bought home and purposely make the candle last five minutes.

As you can tell, Mycroft and Sherlock don’t like sharing.

Early Adulthood:

When it was finally time for your father to actually use the courting candle, your brothers did everything they could to sabotage your dates.

They were constantly being assholes towards your suitors—making snide remarks and asking uncomfortable questions, etc.—just to make them leave early.

Sometimes they’d even go as far as making the suitor look bad in front of your father just to get him to lower the candle.

Other:

Whenever you’re bored and want to tag along with someone, Mycroft and Sherlock are always fighting over who gets to take you to work.

They put someone in the hospital once just because they were flirting with you.

They’re even more protective when they take you to work. They’ll take you to work, but won’t always let you do anything for “safety reasons”.

You probably weren’t able to get married until you were, like, 23–when most girls are already courting by the age of 14-15.

#moriarty anime #moriarty the patriot #moriarty the patriot x reader #ynm #yuumori #yuukoku no moriarty #big brother mycroft #mycroft imagine #mycroft holmes #ynm mycroft #ynm sherlock #sherlock imagine #sherlock holmes #mtp #mtp x reader

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married-to-google-translater · 11 months

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@yuki-1999

Mycroft Holmes

Okay, it should be clear that Mycroft doesn't mean what he says to be mean.

But it might be a little too "truthful".

Or he could just be really frustrated and tired.

Side effects of being a Sherlock babysitter.

But whatever Mycroft said to you hurt your feelings.

Really really hard.

And you're certainly not trying to hide it.

You really made this point clear.

This will cause a really big fight between the two of you.

Which is rare because you don't usually argue.

This may also include some other things that have disturbed your relationship but that you haven't talked about before.

R.I.P the couple's time together tonight.

You could have spent time together…

But no..

Your evening is spent with you crying in the bedroom and Mycroft trying to understand what's going wrong.

It really takes too much time.

Mycroft is really not good at apologizing.

Because he's usually right.

But for you, he is ready to step into the discomfort zone.

Mycroft isn't really a good comforter.

But when you hug him he wraps his arms around you and apologizes.

Only once.

Just for you <3

#moriarty the patriot #moriarty the Patriot x reader #yuukoku no moriarty #yuukoku no Moriarty x reader #yuumori #yuumori x reader #mycroft holmes x reader #mycroft holmes #mycroft x reader #mycroft #mycroft holmes imagine #mycroft holmes headcanon #Holmes #yuukoku no Moriarty imagine #holmes imagine #mtp #mtp x reader #mtp x you #yuukoku no Moriarty x you

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eynnwwyjth · 9 months

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He's so enchanting

#my dream man #moriarty the patriot #yuukuko no moriarty #imagining james bonde #james bonde mtp #james kisser #james bonde #james bond #james bonde ynm #ynm james bond #james<3 #he is just so amazing #mum i love him #send help #more content for him i beg of the #his eyes are gorgeous

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yyutsuu · 10 months

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Heyo! I saw you had requests open, if you are up to it, could you write a lil headcanon of James Bonde just playing with his girlfriends hair? (And if I can be specific maybe short boyish hair, but if not I completely understand)

Anyways thank you! <3

Relaxing -James Bonde x GN Reader-

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!! Fluff !!

Gender Neutral reader

!! TW !! : None that I am aware of

Romantic relationship

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Word count: 689 words

A/n: I decided to fulfill the specific hairstyle but also include longer too in the head canons. I hope it’s okay and you can forgive me if I remove pronouns and make it gender neutral, I believe it doesn’t make too much of a difference. I also felt like adding a little extra writing since the head canons are relatively brief and limited

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Head canons:

James would love playing around with your hair whenever he has the chance

He adores your hair so much no matter if it is straight, wavy or curly

Sometimes the two of you would just sit down and relax, with James running his fingers through your hair

James would run his smooth and slender fingers extremely soft and affectionately through the strands of your hair

Very careful not to be the cause of any discomfort or pain on you

For short length hair: James would brush his fingers gently through your hair, moving it around and occasionally planting a few braids before letting go of it and watching the braids fall out of shape

For medium or long length hair: James would run his fingers delicately through your hair, brushing all the way through it before playing around with the shape

The sensation is extremely calming

He can never quite get enough of your soft hair passing by his fingertips

James would stop a couple time and give you a quick peck on the lips or cheek

Unconsciously, James' lips would curve into a smile and his eyes would soften, clearly enjoying it dearly

You would not catch his sweet little smile since he would primarily occupy the space behind you when playing with your hair

When you feel tired or stressed James would try to help in any way he can

After a long day James would give you a simple but effective scalp massage

He would definitely tie your hair in all sorts of fancy ways using appealing hair ties and numerous accessories when feeling additionally playful

You were sitting on a chair, enjoying a nice and warm cup filled with coffee while examining a recent newspaper. Your gaze shifted from the dusty newspaper to your boyfriend, James, as he entered the room. He made his way in an average speed towards you, pulling out a chair to sit beside you as he focused his attention on the newspaper too.

“Anything interesting?” James asked. Your reply was honest, “Not really.” After all it’s not often that a intriguing matter appears in the papers. Without a warning, James pulled you close to him, holding you in an embrace as he rests his head on your shoulder as he peers down at the newspaper.

After a short period of time, James became bored, losing interest in the paper. He leans back and the first thing that is able to catch his eye is your hair. He extends his delicate hands and run them through your hair. You couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You really wish to make use of every opportunity you get to touch my hair, don’t you?”

“I do quite love it.” James replies, the corner of his lips curling to a smile, clearly enjoying it. The newspaper resting on the table is long forgotten by now, the only thing occupying your mind being your cute boyfriend. Neither of you begin another conversation, but it is not awkward. In fact, it’s quite the contrary, the two of you enjoy the moment of peace, appreciating the other’s company.

James brushes his comforting fingers through your soft hair, slightly pulling gently at your strands in an attempt to form a small ponytail. The sensation of James’ digits running through your hair is exceedingly relaxing, you are fully convinced you could most definitely fall asleep at his touch. James shifts his body to move his face closer to yours, giving you a quick peck on the lips that show his affection even further.

He then continues playing with your hair, currently forming a short lengthened braid on the left side of your head. “I don’t happen to be inflicting pain by doing this right?” James questions genuinely. You shake your head, letting out a sigh, a sigh that represents relaxation. His attention is fully on how your strands of hair fall from his fingers as he rakes them through it.

“Have I told you how much I adore you and your hair?” James questioned with a soft smile. You laugh, turning your head to kiss James once more.

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leblancdamoiselle · 2 years

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Hello, I'm really interested on sending something. Just so I know wich characters you write for?

Hiii, thank you so much btw

Mmm I can write anyone actually, but here are the animes I know and can definitely write for;

-Moriarty the Patriot

-Bungo Stray Dogs

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Hunter x Hunter

-Haikyuu

-Fruits Basket

-Ouran High School Host Club

-Spy x Family

These are what I can remember, but of course if you want to request someone from an anime unmentioned above, you can!! I can't list all the animes I have watched so I just put these animes to highlight it a little^^

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relliarowan · 1 year

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Ok hear me out moriartyx bungou stray dogs crossover

Imma just brain dump all i remember from imagining

1st idea

Oc used to be apart of the port mafia but left and now lives a peaceful life in london she currently handles an orphanage that takes care of children with abilities, oc is kinda inspired from miss peregrine as she protects and rescues kids abandoned or being abused cuz of their ability

She meets William and the gang when william finds a kid with an ability that was responsible for destroying something when mycroft found out the kid william had was the ability user he asked the kid to be sent to u that's basically how they met

Also mycroft know abt ability users since he n u kinda go way back basically think of it as how ango n dazai work together

After will knows abt u he offers u to join his cause b stuff

Pls give thoughts abt this

#bsd imagines #moriarty the patriot #Bsd x mtp #Plot in the making

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pillow-anime-talk · 8 months

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Hi! If it's not too much trouble, may I ask for prompt 38 with William Moriarty in Viking!AU? For some reason, I can easily imagine this very British gentleman taking on a role of viking tribe leader (who knows why ^^")... Thank you for accepting my previous request with William - I absolutely loved it! 💖💖💖

# tags: scenario; strangers/lovers; kinda romance; mostly angst; drama too; viking!au; slave!reader; inspired by vinland saga; mention of sexual harassment and death; bruises and blood; suggestive

includes: gender neutral reader ft. william james moriarty {mtp}

author’s note: thank you for another request, my precious anonnie! hope you will like it too :)

38. “You love flowers, right?” “Yes… I love flowers very much.”

Viking expeditions and their popularity among Scandinavian countries had their greatest apogee between the ninth and eleventh centuries of our era. At that time, specific royal families began to gain fame, as well as some names of the most murderous ascomanni around the globe. The Vikings and their trusted companions were warriors known for their strength, cunning, and animal instincts. Of course, the highest-ranking men were also characterized by above-average intelligence and knowledge, but definitely their prevailing features were bestiality, the desire to have large property and as many women as possible.

The leader of the most famous Viking clan in the extreme east of England – William – however, felt no urge to plunder or kidnap women for his own pleasures. He preferred talking to the city’s merchants, scientists and also bartenders, who by far had the longest tongues (and real alcohol). His name was respected even among great rulers, and business with him, though expensive, was by far the most valued and worth every coin.

Traveling by ship around European, Scandinavian and American countries was a kind of adventure for William, but above all also hard work – learning languages, cultures or even traditions of different peoples. From every place conquered or visited by him, the young leader learned as many lessons as he could; he learned the techniques of poisoning enemies, riding bisons weighing several tons or the technique of gluing shoes by himself. He learned about the religion of many minorities, but also boasted considerable interest from women and girls slightly younger than him. As a Viking, he saw many beautiful landscapes, tasted many delicious dishes and specialties, listened to folk music and gained indescribable amounts of gold, gems and jewelry.

However, there was the other side of the coin; he not only saw beautiful things, but also witnessed the death of people close to him, the cries of women and small children begging for mercy, he saw ships and cities burning, he himself administered justice to enemies and gave orders that a normal person would never even think of. He was at once an angel with a wonderful smile, but also a devil craving power and respect. He was disgusted with nobility and at the same time had as much money as the king.

Yet he has never personally raised a hand against a child, nor has he ever harmed a woman; he often spoke to them, showed them a way of escape, promised help when other clans raided defenseless villages. He also thanked for meals and killed those who forced women to perform sexual acts. Although he was a criminal in the eyes of men, women were always grateful to him and willingly helped him heal fresh wounds.

No wonder then that during the next expedition in a row, when he ended up in one of the minor cities and on the day of the slave trade, he almost killed one of the sellers who lined up five young girls – each of them had a dozen or so bruises, gray skin, tired eyes and dried tears on cheeks. The youngest of you was fourteen, the oldest almost thirty... And there was you: stood among them, wanting to die and never be born again. Even though your face was sleepless and your hands dirty from working in mud, there was still a little hope in your eyes. Barely perceptible and almost imperceptible.

You looked calm, and at the same time in your heart there was a huge fear that you were about to find yourself in even worse situation and next to an even worse man than your current owner.

Fortunately, that day the sky was a bit brighter than usual and had the color of myosotis.

“You love flowers, right?” William looked at you and your torn dress with the red poppy embroidered on the right breast pocket, then extended his hand towards you, which held a pale blue flower. A slight, if uncertain and tired smile appeared on your dry lips.

“Yes… I love flowers very much.” You said almost in a whisper, and the man nodded towards his subordinates.

Somewhere between the words that the blond Viking is taking all five girls and the warmth of the sheepskin coat draped over your shoulders, you heard your savior’s name and the announcement that you’d soon be exploring the coastal areas of France.

You were saved.

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yandere-romanticaa · 8 months

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Just thinking about the extent William would go just to kill his rivals in love. But his darling knowing all about this and eating up. Just like, “please William, tell me how you deceived us all.”

Going off a little bit back on this post, I just love the thought of William's darling also being a yandere. The beauty about this man is that he is doing all of these things and they're actually horrible - murder, theft, fraud, blackmail. He does them all with a smirk on his face. William proudly sees himself as a devil but never in his wildest dreams could he have pictured that his little lover could be just as sly as he is.

You beg the man to tell you everything, he better not leave any details out no matter how gruesome or bloody they are!! You are no damsels in distress which he takes good note of. Truthfully, you really do need some tough skin in order to even consider being with this man.

William won't lie though, he is pleasantly surprised by your attitude. As per your request, he leaves nothing out. He tells you what weapons he used and how, which parts of the body he sliced and what arteries to aim. Your aim must be true and mind set - do you wish to torture or kill your victim, that is something you need to be 100% sure of before setting off on this bloody journey. He watches your reactions like a hawk, your scrunched up face and furrowed eyebrows are so... cute.

He can't help but blush.

You don't notice the scarlet red that blooms on his pale cheeks, too immersed in his story. My, what was he to do with you? William had no plans of ever including you in this, you were too precious. He won't ever allow you to be in any compromising position, he won't ever allow you to kill.

Even so, the Lord of Crime can't help but to have his breath taken away as he looks you dead in the eye, pure devotion looking right back at him.

William has no idea that you are more than ready to slaughter anyone for him. Man, woman or child, you didn't care.

No one was safe.

#send me more mtp stuff I'm BEGGING #yandere #yandere x reader #yancore #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yanderecore #yandere aesthetic #yandere scenarios #yandere male #william james moriarty #moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #mtp william #mtp x reader #mtp x you #yandere william james moriarty #yandere moriarty the patriot

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cheshire-kitten · 2 years

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femmally never died btw we hold hands in underland

#i love coming here after months of silence and being like lol y’all remember mtp and then leaving immediately #mad t party #anyway she’s been on the mind #i imagine a new oc having the same voice as aiw mally so i was like man. remember when she died and came back as a dude for mtp #(totally canon and real)#ill delete this in the future probably bc #posting art on tumblr is so scary LMAOO

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fairy-writes · 2 months

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last one! can i order a large latte for Louis from MTP? thank youuu!!!

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Prompt: Fluffy imagine with Louis from MTP

Word Count: 0.5k

Fandom(s): Moriarty the Patriot

Pairing(s): Louis James Moriarty x Reader

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Fluff, Reader is implied to be shorter than Louis

Notes: This is like… Post-Timeskip… So manga spoilers, I guess? I’ll try to keep them to a minimum. (I also haven’t finished the manga; I was reading it as chapters were coming out, but I forgot to keep up with it)

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“I have a question.” You say suddenly as you break apart a head of lettuce. Louis looks up from where he’s cooking over the stove, eyebrow raised. You are both preparing dinner for the rest of your friends to celebrate William’s return.

“Yes?” He replied, and you look up at the ceiling, suddenly feeling very foolish. You shouldn’t be second-guessing Louis… He has always been so sure of himself since William disappeared. And even before his elder brother disappeared, he was confident in his decisions.

“Do you actually like me?” You say, more under your breath than anything, but Louis hears it.

The ladle stirring the soup stops, and Louis turns to face you, crossing the space between you in a few long strides. He works the knife from your grasp and sets it beside the chopped lettuce, cradling your fingers in his palms.

Your eyes are drawn to his scar, faded and pinkish. Ever since the Final Plan was put into action and William disappeared, Louis had pushed his hair out of his face and ditched his glasses, exposing the self-inflicted scar for the world to see.

Louis grabs your attention by pressing a kiss to your knuckles and holding them to his chest. He looks serious.

“My love, I mean this in the best of ways.” He starts, and you feel your heart skip a beat. Was he going to reject you? “But we’ve been together for three years. We are getting married next year. I plan to spend the rest of my life with you. What the hell do you think?”

At that, you can’t help but laugh. Tears well up and overflow.

“Sorry.” You say, voice cracking and he pulls you into a hug.

“I’m sorry, love. I’ve been neglecting you. With Brother’s return, I haven’t been paying attention to you, and I can tell you’re hurting.” He says, and you huff out another dry laugh.

“What kind of partner am I if I can’t handle you planning a simple dinner?” You reply and feel him press a kiss to your temple.

It isn’t long before you both return to your respective duties, working like a well-oiled machine to finish dinner preparations in record time. You leave Louis to set the table while you gather everyone who is waiting in the parlor. Just before you enter the room to let everyone know that dinner is ready, you slip on your engagement ring.

It’s a simple gold band engraved with Louis’s initials. His has your initials engraved on the inside as well. Because it’s a reminder that you’ll always have a part of him and his love with you. And vice versa.

You open the parlor door with a smile that stretches wider at Moran’s loud complaint of, “It’s about time!”

“If you’ll follow me to the dining room, we can begin dinner.” You say, twisting the ring around and around your finger.

You were silly to have doubted your fiancé. You knew he loved you fiercely. And you loved him just as intensely in return.

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Hi again! May I request for the 2K followers event a smut piece with Louis Moriarty with

Prompts: 40, 55 and 70 (Reader saying 40 and Louis saying 55 and 70)

Thank you!

MESSY - LOUIS MORIARTY X READER

Warnings : lots of kisses, mutual masturbation, blowjob, mild ball play, almost-fingering (m!receiving), cum swallowing, facial, mild cum play, no power dynamics I think, this is not proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : smut (but they’re so in love)

Word count : 0.9K words

Additional notes : Hi nonnie! I really liked the prompts you chose, and kudos to you for giving me a chance to make this reader pretty bold! Really hope you like this 💗

Prompts : “Let's just have sex instead.” “I'II go gentle. Though, we can always change that.” “Your face is a mess... a very pretty mess.”

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Stumbling in the hallway amidst their passionate kiss, they could barely keep themself upright, let alone notice that they were now dangerously close to the ballroom. With a shudder and a squeeze of his eyes shut as though to bring himself to his senses, Louis was the one to pull them apart.

Clearing his throat, he managed to say, “We should probably head back inside.” Though it was the right thing to do, they could tell from his darkened crimson eyes that it was the last thing he wanted—and that fact alone was enough to embolden them.

“Or,” they thoughtfully offered, entwining their hand with his, “Let's just have sex instead.”

A faint blush bloomed on his pale cheeks. “Darling, I don’t think—“

“Don’t think.” They shook their head at him, earnest eyes trained on his warring expression. “Just feel. What do you feel?”

“I feel like… I need to have you,” he admitted, the redness on his cheeks growing deeper. “Now, preferably.”

“Then come with me.” And with little to no forewarning, they pulled him along by the hand, running down the hallways like a pair of youth with nothing to worry about.

Finally, it was Louis who pushed the door to his room and sent them both stumbling back onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and hurried hands and needy kisses, amidst wildly thumping hearts and rampant emotions. They could never get enough of this man, and it seemed that both their body and soul were in agreement.

When they’d pulled away with a clear enough head to find themselves both equally stripped of their clothing and his hand between their legs, they were met with Louis’ ever-so-tender gaze. Something in them snapped, and they decided that they wanted nothing more now than to please him.

With an adoring smile of their own, they began to press soft kisses down his neck, trailing down to his exposed chest and the taut muscles of his abdomen. When they were close enough to where he was so impatiently awaiting their touch, they pressed diverting kisses to his hipbones, something that had his cock jumping eagerly against his skin.

“Someone’s eager,” they chuckled, before taking that as an invitation to suckle on his tip, already weeping so much pre-cum at nothing but their soothing kisses all over his body.

He groaned at the very first contact of their lips on him, before steadying his breathing enough to say, “How can I not be, when you look at me like that?” The vibrations of their laugh against his cock had pleasure tingling down his spine, as they took him even further into their mouth and coaxed a moan of their name from him, and a promise. “I'II go gentle. Though, we can always change that.”

They pulled him out long enough to mumble, “Whatever you want, my love,” before taking him in once again into their sinful mouth. So warm and wet, they took him so perfectly that it had him fighting the urge to arch his back off the bed. Their tongue swirled expertly around his tip, sucking on him like it was their favorite thing to do.

Deft hands found their way down to fondle with his balls, cupping his weight in their palm and alternating their gentle massage between them. It was his favorite thing, they’d learned; having himself played in every way was always the best way to get him to grow numb with pleasure.

It seemed like it was taking everything in Louis to not thrust up into their mouth, and glancing at him only served to make them whine around his cock. He truly was an angelic vision of ruin; his blonde hair splayed under his head, crimson eyes blown wide with sheer lust, his lips swollen from biting them in an attempt to hold back his desperate moans, and his cheeks rosy.

All it took was a daring circling of their wandering finger to his tight rim of muscles, and he was already pulsing in their mouth, before shooting his load down their throat. They pulled him out of their mouth with a wet pop, and their palm coaxed more cum from his heavy balls.

Ropes of his release landed on their face, and the sight alone had Louis swearing expletives as he scrambled to sit upright. The look in his eyes was predatory, to say the least, and being the target of it had the warmth in their core swelling, and their thighs crossing tighter in hopes of some much-needed friction.

“Your face is a mess... a very pretty mess.” His fond smile somehow making the moment feel all the more intimate, despite the vulgarity of it all. “I’ll wipe it all off, then you must let me return the favor, alright?”

Before he can make well on his promise, they wiped off some of his release with their index finger, and stuck into their mouth to suck it clean with a hum of satisfaction. Louis’ eyes darkened, and his cock grew harder at the sight. At that moment, he swore to himself that he would not be returning back to the party without making his lover climax with his mouth and filling them up twice, at the very least.

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