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They are just a bunch of little guys.
I tried doing some chibis as a treat. I hope they are cute as I never did them much. I don't know if I'll do more at a later date, there's still some work in my personal life to be done.
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︶꒷꒦︶𝔖𝔲𝔫𝔨𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡︶꒦꒷︶
༺I Tags: one-shot, fem! reader x William James Moriarty, fluff, beach day idk, modern AU
༺I Warnings: barely any, just slightly suggestive at the end?? pretty short too
You noticed William had been overworking himself again. He wasn't sleeping nor eating well and you were getting worried because of it. So you had you negotiate with him, and it was no easy work. You wanted him to take at least a small break from everything else.
He complained and tried to make up an excuse for every idea you had to spend your vacations with him, but when he actually gazed at your endearing eyes he just had to submit to your enchantments and say yes.
"Only because you look at me like that."
"I'll go put my swimsuit on," you said once the two of you had finally arrived at your beach house.
He nodded and put his own swimsuit on. He was planning on wearing a modest one, yet he didn't want to get his skin damaged by the Sun in case he had totake his shirt off and that's why he needed your help to put sunscreen on his back.
You came out of the changing room with your new swimsuit and he tried not to pay attention to it.
"Could you please help me, darling?" he asked as he grinned.
"Of course, handsome."
The sunscreen made it quise easy for your fingers to softly slid against his back, nape and shoulders first. Then you continued with his chest and his slightly toned abs. Nonetheless, when your hands went up to his face you noticed how flustered he had grown.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, no, it's nothing, I can..." he muttered nervously, "I can do that by myself."
"You'll do your arms and legs. Let me finish with your face, alright?"
The blond tried to look away from your eyes. Letting you see him acting that shy would be a bit... embarrassing. And to make it worse, you kissed his jaw.
"Thank you, my love."
"It's your time to help me out though." You turned your back to him.
"Sure," he said. And he did what you asked him to with a bit of hesitation. Letting his fingertips caress your bare back and shoulders felt too good to be true.
Once he was done putting the sunscreen on you, you ran to the pool and when you came out of it your whole body was soaking wet. The Sun made your skin colour look more stunning if that's even possible in his eyes.
"What are you looking at?" you frowned rather playfully.
William walked towards you and placed his hands against your waist before pulling you into a deep, desired kiss.
"Gorgeous. You look gorgeous. Don't look this gorgeous if you don't want me to die from a heart attack or to kiss you until we never go back home," he spoke.
You threw your arms around his neck and immediately kissed him again. Yet you didn't realize how hard you pulled him, and both of you ended up falling into the pool.
Liam looked at you and started laughing when he saw how suprised you were. Soon you were both a laughing mess.
"Do I even have to tell you you look gorgeous as well?" You ran your fingers through his now wet hair, earning a smile from your dearest.
"Do I really, pretty woman?" He smirked.
"Yes, you do, precious man." Soon he was sitting on the stairs of the pool as you were almost pinning him against the wall of it. "Why are you blushing so hard though? Just calm down."
He could only manage to chuckle and bury his face into the crook of your neck, placing a few kisses here and there.
"You know why, (Name)," he whispered.
You teased him with more and more kisses all over his face.
"(Name)..." he softly moaned. "It tickles."
You didn't mind overwhelming him. In fact, that was pretty much your intention.
You two went to the sea many hours later and held each other's hands. It was already late at night, so you could see the moonlight stroking your boyfriend's soft skin, which was truly a sight to behold. This time he was the one who caught you staring at him, but instead of teasing you like you would've done, he just blushed and smiled innocently at you.
You gave him a little peck on the lips and noticed the subtle yet obvious salty taste on them. Were his cheeks pink because he had been sunkissed or because he was simply infatuated with you?
"It's too dark here, Liam. We should go back to our house and-"
He didn't even let you finish. He had felt the need to pull you closer to him.
"Can't you just... eat my heart, crawl into my skin and become one with me for once and for all? I need you."
Your eyes widened at his odd request and tried to utter at least one word despite having gone absolutely weak now.
"I need to feel your warmth to another level, (Name). Please, I don't know what to do." He was basically whimpering and you found that this was making you dizzy (in a strangely nice way).
"That's why we should go back home, my angel. I'll help you there. You'll find out how soon," you said as you grabbed his hand and took him to your house, to the heaven of your bed.
#WOAH#loved the ending arghh#william blushing is why the grass is green#and why the birds chirp and why desserts smell good#my mutuals are so good at writing fr🙏#THIS WAS SO CUTE TY FOR THE MEAL#william james moriarty#moriarty the patriot#yuukoku no moriarty#william james moriarty x reader
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i can't believe we're moots i love u and ur fics SOOOO much FJFJJFSJFNDJ stay healthy !!!!! <3
SO REAL ?? TRUTH BE TOLD, I USED TO SEE YOU HALF THE TIME ON MY TL AND I LOVED THE BLURBS YOU POSTEDD i'm pretty sure i've liked/reblogged tons of your content either from this account or my alt like a year or half a year ago when i was more active on tumblr
#I LOVE YOUR FICS TOO#back when i had a cod obsession#i knew ur account was the place to go🙏#hope you have a great day#!!!1!1!1!#vinyaps
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quick! how are you doing today!?
HIAIAI IM GOOD <3 hope you're feeling well too! thanks for checking up on me :)
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I LOVE LOVE LOVE THAT IDEA!!!!
Yes not even the we kinda find each other annoying romance but like I am a despicable noble and the sight of me should make his skin crawl but every time he sees me his heart is going 100 miles and hour and he thinks it's just the hatred but it's the LOVEEEEE
HOLY SHIT YOU'RE RIGHT??? HE THINKS IT'S THE ANGER OR THE DISGUST HE FEELS SEEING THE READER BUT IT'S BC HE'S SLOWLY FALLING IN LOVE ‼️‼️
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guys ?? enemies to lovers with william j. moriarty ??? not them just being vaguely annoyed at each other type of enemies to lovers but they want to strangle and kill each other kind of enemies to lovers ????
it's dark romance btw (not that dark i guess idk) + only the slightest inkling of a thought for the plot rn but !!! would you want to read it 🫨🫨
#what do you think?#well#i mean i have to finish my requests#and all that at first but#uh yeah#WHAT DO WE THINK GUYS 🔥🔥🔥#moriarty the patriot#yuukoku no moriarty#william james moriarty#william james moriarty x reader#william james moriarty x you#moriarty the patriot x reader#yuukoku no moriarty x reader#dark romance
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the intertwined book reading seems so endearing to me
dating william james moriarty aesthetic
#dating william james moriarty#william james moriarty x you#william james moriarty x reader#william james moriarty#aesthetic moodboard
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AHJRJRD I'm melting ?? THIS IS SO CUTE ‼️‼️
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Imagine William's girly s/o making for him and them matching rings, but they're super girly, like a glittery heart or a silly flower, and William despite being more masculine wears it everywhere because his s/o made it for him how could he not?? He loves it more that himself tbh.
aww that's so cute to think about !! william is definitely the man who—once in love—gives his partner or the relationship in general all of himself. he'd go about his everyday tasks and mundane activities and every now and then somebody would want to know what the ring's about and ask him.
he'd proudly (although it may not show entirely upon his face but a fonder, warmer smile is evidently present; which doesn't appear often but at the talk of his love or fond, cherished memories) tell the person, maybe his student, that it was his darling that gave it to him. he thinks, perhaps, sometimes showing off is not that bad — after all, it's the love of his life and her adorable little gestures of love ♡ how could he possibly resist?
#aaahh the little flower ring#and the curious students#there's so much cuteness in this#Moriarty the patriot#yuukoku no moriarty#william james moriarty#william james moriarty x you#moriarty the patriot artists#digital art
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Imagine William's girly s/o making for him and them matching rings, but they're super girly, like a glittery heart or a silly flower, and William despite being more masculine wears it everywhere because his s/o made it for him how could he not?? He loves it more that himself tbh.
aww that's so cute to think about !! william is definitely the man who—once in love—gives his partner or the relationship in general all of himself. he'd go about his everyday tasks and mundane activities and every now and then somebody would want to know what the ring's about and ask him.
he'd proudly (although it may not show entirely upon his face but a fonder, warmer smile is evidently present; which doesn't appear often but at the talk of his love or fond, cherished memories) tell the person, maybe his student, that it was his darling that gave it to him. he thinks, perhaps, sometimes showing off is not that bad — after all, it's the love of his life and her adorable little gestures of love ♡ how could he possibly resist?
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OMFG OMFG
WHAT ABOUT –
GIVING THE MORIARTY BROTHERS THE HEAD FOR THE FIRST TIME!?!?!?!!?!?!
😵💫♥️
✦ GIVING HEAD 4 THE FIRST TIME
♥︎ — FT. albert, william, louis (HELL YEAH)
♥︎ — CW! oral sex (m!receiving), implications of exhibitionism w/ louis, william whimpers bc edging + a lil handjob (m!recieving again), slight overstimulation (??) with albert
LOUIS J. MORIARTY
— FROM THE SECOND LOUIS stirred awake to the end of the day—work, work, work. so much work. a plethora of duties. a list of things to be done; cleaning, cooking, washing, all sorts of chores around and inside the residence. he barely had a minute's rest.
so of course he should be rewarded for his deeds.
“(name)!” louis hisses, eyes widened. he slaps a hand to his mouth. he's hoping, praying his voice isn't heard. you lick your way up to the tip. swollen.
it's a vibrant pink, almost teetering on a dull red with little droplets of precum forming at the top, dripping it's way down to the base. clearly sexually frustrated.
you're behind the counter of the kitchen, your warm mouth wrapped around his cock. people are outside—both of you hear someone, perhaps moran, bickering and bantering with somebody else.
“what are you-” his cock throbs in your mouth. it's obvious that, embarrassing as it is, the danger of being seen is somehow turning him on. his fingers wrap around your hair tightly and you hum in response. you should have done this sooner.
you pepper kisses down his length, teasing the tip with your thumb, kiss back up and —
yeah. right there.
“hngh..” his upper body slumps forwards, one palm against the counter edge to stabilise himself feebly. your tongue swirls around his cock all while you're bobbing your head back and forth on his cock.
it's fucking addictive. too good for his sake or safety. louis swears to himself if this—if you were some type of narcotic, there wasn't a chance he would make it out alive. footsteps. click, clack. click, clack.
but it feels way too damn good to back up now. his hand fists into your hair and he thrusts his hips into your mouth. you're gagging - he's chasing his release.
“(name)(name)(name).” beads of sweat fall down his forehead. suddenly a flash of white hits him, all consuming and powerful and he's panting and huffing. “haa.. haa.. you cheeky little... —”
“louis..?” it's a familiar voice; deep and rich. albert.
“you're almost red. are you coming down with a fever?” the brown haired man's voice is concerned and louis finally realizes how he must seem right now; flushed from neck to toe, gasping and groaning.
“i'm..okay, brother.” he says, still without breath. “just tired.” he exhales hard. “i'll prepare dinner soon.”
louis is ever-grateful that the kitchen counter is tall.
tall enough to hide a person crouching behind.
WILLAM J. MORIARTY
“TELL ME WHERE IT FEELS GOOD.” you're looking up at him through your lashes. you lick a stripe of prefluid dripping down to the shaft, make your way up, reach the tip but barely touching it or giving it attention.
a mere second away from his orgasm — but you rip that right away from him. again. and again and again.
it's frustrating.
william's hips jolt and he throws his head back, groaning. “mmhh..” his head falls back against the chair of his study. you're on your knees between his spread apart legs, pressing kisses on the few moles that's spread across the length of his twitching cock.
if he knew this was how it was going to be, perhaps he should have tried to make more time for you; that way you wouldn't be here retaliating like this.
“(name)..” william peers down at you with ruby eyes glossy with tears and something else. “(name)..” he mumbles again, as if that would change something.
“hm? you want to cum?”
“please.”
“then tell me where you feel good.” your hot breath fans over his dick. “tell me you need me. tell me that i get all the blood in you rushing straight to your dick.”
“...” he huffs, expression pinched. it's not that he was embarrassed—well, perhaps he was. it's just that he feels good everywhere, right from the tip to the base. it's enough to make him emotional, it's that good.
the way he's feeling; it's vulgar. obscene. and william, even with his advanced vocabulary, has never once spoken vulgarly - it's not like him at all to do so. he has no way to describe it without sounding like a slut who was starved for sex. “god.” he gasps out when you bring your hand to this delirious, heated mix.
up and down. up and down. up and down.
he doesn't know because it's his first time. is this supposed to feel this good? he could almost cry.
“nngh..” he whimpers. your lips wrap around his cock, you suck in your cheeks. it's warmer & tighter inside of you now. “my god.” he rasps, fingers tightening around the the chair until his knuckles whiten.
william's eyes are pooled with unshed tears, he's panting hard; coloured in all warm tones of red, orange and vermilion. “(name), please. please, please. i cannot do this much longe— hnn..” he whines.
he's there—right there. it's like he's almost, almost tipping off the edge. except that there's a thread, measly and thin holding him back. and it's killing him.
“come on, pretty boy. tell me.” you tell him, a mischievous grin on your lips. “i'm waiting.”
“hnn..” william's chest is heaving up and down and he's sweating. strands of golden hair stick to his forehead. he looks down at his cock and it's almost drowning in precum. his eyes shut tight and he exhales hard. he has a decision to make.
after all, he can't leave his dick crying now, can he?
ALBERT J. MORIARTY
HE HAD REACHED ENLIGHTENMENT. or so albert says, watching as you try and fail to take all of his length into that poor, poor mouth of yours.
“ah, ah.” albert tuts playfully. “you can't just shove it in there, darling. easy.” he's grinning widely & happily.
“there we go, right—ah. there. you're getting the hang of it.” he tells you with the most smug face.
you glare up at him. 'getting the hang of it' he said. he should be the one getting the hang of it. why was he acting as if he wasn't having his soul sucked out of him? quite frankly, it hurt your ego. “hff.. ”
albert's fingers comb through your hair, caressing your scalp. his face is relaxed now, arms behind his head as he rests against the bed's headboard. “mm..” his eyes widen, he sits upright on the bed. “i don't think you're supposed to do tha—”
his body almost stutters away from you when you practically swallow all of his dick. and he moans out.
loud.
quite deserving of someone who was acting as if this wasn't his first time getting blown. but not without consequence, of course, since your gag reflex is triggered. in an instant, albert's girthy cock has hit the back of your throat and it constricts, tightens the already narrow passage of your mouth and—
“fuuuckk..” he groans, hips jerking forwards. sticky, hot strings of white sputters from his sensitive dick and inside of your mouth. but you don't stop, not when he's practically squirming around on the bed with consistent blabbers of your name and how good he feels. “hngh. (name), yeah— g-god damn it..”
“anh!” your head bobs up and down his entire length, tongue lapping and licking the cum-drenched veins that slightly protrude from his overwhelmed cock.
his fingers are twisting into the sheets, toes-curling and eyes seeing stars. it's a little hardcore for his first time getting a blowjob, that's for sure but it sure feels good.
although he should be a little humble next time; considering how you're ready to suck the life out of him just to teach him a lesson.
#moriarty the patriot#yuukoku no moriarty#william james moriarty#william james moriarty x reader#william james moriarty x you#moriarty the patriot x reader#yuukoku no moriarty x reader#albert james moriarty smut#albert james moriarty x you#albert james moriarty x reader#louis james moriarty x you#louis james moriarty x reader smut#louis james moriarty x reader#louis james moriarty smut#william james moriarty smut#moriarty the patriot smut#yuukoku no moriarty smut
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in another life, i would have liked to make tea and breakfast with you in our cozy kitchen with the warmth of our laughter and love filling the air. the sun would shine warmly and brightly through the window above the sink and the birds would sing a song for us. in another life, i would have liked for us to be mundane, but in love all the same.
#ah fuck#this one's got a little kick#MAN COME ON#in another universe we're still feeding ducks everyday by the little lake#and you still tell me to save you some bread because you'd like to have a slice on the walk home#mutuals ignore this
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Even Moriarty's are doing this trend
🤫🧏♂️
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hi um first off i love your fics sm <3 one of your reblogs for my post motivated me to keep on writing more for my fic UHHH I LOVE YOU (/p) AND PLEASE STAY HEALTHY <33
THANK YOU DARLING ANON ♡ i'm sure you're going to do more than just wonderful with your fic!! i wish you the very best and i hope you have a wonderful day or night ahead of you :) take careee
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LMAOO i had just been re-reading an online pdf of pride and prejudice and then the rest of the words just spilled out 😭
✦ A LOVE THAT MELTS ALL
✧ william james moriarty x fem!reader
✧ summary: he's insecure of his scar but he has you. short fluff.
IT WAS THE NIGHT AFTER HIS RETURN; exactly three years later. the lit candle was dim, barely illuminating the bedroom that you and william shared and overall casted a hue of dull orange throughout the room.
you're situated on your heels between his legs on the bed, palms flat against the matress beneath and in the slight gap between your body and his own. william's back, which was already resting against the headboard of the bed, pushes itself even further back against it when you push your face upwards to him.
you're close. too close. he swallows hard, and you watch the prominent adam's apple on his neck bob.
“..darling? is something the matter?” he looks down at you. his voice is soft, confused and uncertain all at the same time. you're staring too hard at him to merely brush it off as 'observing'. applying that word here would be too much of an understatement.
“may i ask what you're wearing the eyepatch for?” your head tilts by the slightest degree, curious.
right.
right. william lets out a breathy exhale.
he hadn't told you about that part yet. with all the emotions and feelings upon his return, he really hadn't found the time to tell you. and quite frankly—he really didn't want to tell you. but he does anyway.
“i.. obtained a scar during my fall.” he clears his throat. “from the westminster bridge.” he watches as your expression turns into one of sincere sympathy. he hadn't even realised he was nuzzling his cheek against your outstretched palm, holding his face.
until you say the words: “can i see it?”
william freezes. you can only watch as his face dissolves into one of panic, widened eyes and a dry throat that he tries to rid of by gulping thickly. “i.. i think it would be in our best interests if i don't show you, and that you don't see it either.”
“but why?”
“why..?” he repeats weakly. why, you ask? it is because you're going to find me hideous. it is because i have done all that i possibly can for as long as i have known you so that you may see me as my best self and that revealing this ugly, disgusting mark on my face now would ruin it all.
“i'm afraid cannot show it to you. it is not a pretty sight.” he scrunches his face slightly and turns his face away from you, as if unsettled by the very idea.
“you must think of me a fool if you think that i care about aesthetics over my lover, liam.” you tell him, sighing with the back of your fingers caressing his cheek. he flinches. “if it's made you what you are right now, then isn't that more beautiful than anything else? you don't have to be perfect to be beautiful, you know.”
“i...” but he cannot seem to refute. nor find any reason to. your words would have made him cry, had he not felt so uncomfortable. “(name)..”
you smile subtly. “but at the end of the day, it depends on you whether you want to show it to me. i won't force you, nor will i let anybody else force you either.” you make an effort to pull back but the blond suddenly pulls you back right in.
a yelp from you in surprise at the sudden tug from him and you're crashing against his chest. both of his hands wrap around your wrists gently. “no, no. you're right, i.. it would be better if i show you it now than procastinate any further. i most likely would not be able to gather the courage if i'm any later.”
his hands fall to his sides, allowing you to do as you please. allowing you to lift off his eyepatch. your eyes crease at the corners while your lips form into a smile. “yeah.” you say. “thank you for being brave.”
your fingers are cautious and gentle on him as one hand rests on his cheek while the other goes behind of his head to unlace the string holding it together.
his breath hitches. a pull from your finger at the string and the eyepatch flutters down onto his lap.
on his left eye is a healed scar. scar tissue, to be exact. the eye colour, which previously used to be a vibrant and a lovely shade of red seems to have lost it's colour as well. the silence lingers in the air. william's fidgeting now, but trying to make an effort not to show it. his face has, once again, dipped away from you. he's embarrassed, face tinged with a light pink. he's biting the inside of his cheek, anxious.
“liam..” you breathe out after a long while. “you're beautiful.” he shakes his head, unconvinced.
william turns to peek at you. “lying to me now would be cruel. i can understand if you find me disgusti—”
then why the long pause? he thinks to himself but does not say it. my love, are you grossed out by me?
but the truth was far, far from his thoughts.
you palms press against his chest as you push yourself up and in an instant, your lips are pressed softly, gently over his eyelid. he flinches sharply.
“(name)—?” he's surprised. baffled.
“i will say it to as many times as you need to hear it, william. you're beautiful. you're beautiful. you're beautiful. you're beautiful.” you pull back, smile at him, give his cheek a slight squeeze and watch as his face—no, his entire being almost melt into a puddle.
his hands, those warm hands and his slender fingers wrap around your waist, tread upwards by the slightest until they find place over your ribcage with the uttermost softness. and he pulls you in.
“i love you.” you mumble silently against him. he doesn't do much but press his lips against yours, gentle and warm against your own. eyes closed, foreheads and the tips of your noses touching.
your eyelids flutter open to a william, flushed and eyes shimmering, looking at you with the most happiest of grins—as if you plucked the stars from the night sky for him. “i love you too. most ardently.”
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my god, yeah. and if i remember correctly, i don't think milverton's body was found either? i'd always thought for someone who had such a major impact on the storyline and is considered the main antagonist in the manga, his death was too.. abrupt and quick. almost disappointing?? if the authors are planning making a return for him then i think that would make more sense for the 'villain of the story' rather than just being thrown aside.
another point is that this man is literally a media mogul — information from everywhere should be swarming to him. not knowing that the main characters (william and sherlock) interacted with each other (quite openly and on several occasions, might i add) seems like the opposite of what someone like him would do. plus, he's supposed to be cunning and clever, surely he'd do a little background check on the two if he was going to initiate something like this.
7 REASONS WHY MILVERTON CAN STILL BE ALIVE
Reading @diveintovortex 's recent post, I again, got inspired to make an analysis why Milverton can still be alive. I already did one like this before, related to the main antagonist of the James Bond universe, Ernst Stavro Blofeld, but today's post will rely heavily on the manga. Here, I will raise seven points why Milverton might not gone yet and we can suspect to see him again.
1, CHARACTER DESIGN
Milverton is one of the most detailed, most bothersome to draw characters of Yuumori (especially with that hair). If we look more deeply into the manga, we can see that the characters who only appeared for a few chapters - like Whiteley - are always designed in a more simple way. Milverton's character design has too much work in it, it wouldn't worth it if this was all the storytime he got. Milverton's distinct look suggests that he was meant to be much more than just a plot-device overall, he is a character on his own who still has hella lot of potential in him.
2, EYE COLOUR
Yes, I can list it under the point above as well - but I wanna focus on this a little more. Only three characters has unnatural, symbolic eye colours in the series: William, the main character, his brother, Louis - who gets important later on - and Milverton. Considering this tendency, his eye colour - beside it referencing snakes - also implies that Milverton is an important character - again: a character, not a plot-device - but Milverton was mostly just a plot-device yet, whose role was getting Sherlock and William face each other. Maybe, just like Louis, he gets important later on.
3, THE LITTLE TRIVIAS
Milverton has some, for the plot, seemingly irrelevant trivia the manga just casually drops at us - like his branch firm in New York. This New York connection gets interesting since Sherliam also ended up in New York. Was this just a coincidence? Or we will come back to this in Part 2?
4, THE RUSKIN SCENE
Ruskin, unlike Milverton was never meant to be an important character - his character design got re-used from The Adventure of One Student and we didn't even get to know his first name - but the manga still gave him a little focus at the end of Two Criminals, where we can see him searching for Milverton instead of saving himself from the burning house. He most likely survived and I'm sure there was a reason his love for Milverton got some attention in that chapter. I used to speculate that it was to forecast that he will get back to get revenge for his boss later - but again, his character design doesn't suggest he is an important character. On the other hand, that scene could be also to hint that Ruskin will save Milverton. Ruskin is not stupid - he could suspect what happened from the open door where Milverton jumped out - and that door could also provide the fastest way for Ruskin to leave the about-to-crash house. Not much time passed since Milverton got shot who could survive if Ruskin gets him out of the water in time. If he jumped into the water to escape, he might've found Milverton as well.
5, THE WATER PARALLEL
This point was suggested by @shreddedleopard during one of our talks whom I fully credit the idea to. Milverton keeps paralelling William in poses, methods - and even in "death": William "died" by falling into the water, too. If this was meant to be yet another parallel between the two, that also suggests that Milverton as well, might turn out to be alive.
6, SHERLOCK AND THE CONSEQUENCES OF HIS MURDER
Milverton's body was never found what let Sherlock escape from the consequences of the murder. However, this might not be the true reason why his body never got found - Milverton's death was actually too bothersome if it was meant to be only for this. It would've been simplier if he just got shot, dying inmediately and his body getting burned with the house and Sherlock could've get away with the murder in this case, too. Milverton also didn't got shot in the heart, but suffered injuries what he could survive if he gets treated in time. If the writer truly wanted us to fully believe that Milverton is dead, it could've been done easily with a heartshot.
7, YUUMORI IS A SHERLOCK HOLMES ADAPTATION
Despite that Moriarty the Patriot gets inspiration from other places than Sherlock Holmes stories - like the James Bond universe or The Dark Knight movie - it's still a story focusing on Sherlock Holmes characters - and the most iconic Sherlock villain beside Moriarty, Irene Adler or Moran is Charles Augustus Milverton... who still has lot of potential. And beside him, who could be the next antagonist in Part 2? The other Sherlock villains who didn't get used yet aren't as much of a big names. That's another point what can suggest that Milverton's arc is still unfinished.
Milverton not getting enough attention in Part 1 despite he clearly implied to be an important character was due to putting too much focus on him could complicate or even get the attention away from the Moriarty Plan what was the main theme of the series in Part 1. Maybe what we saw about Milverton yet was just an introduction and now, that we already know how dangerous and evil he can be, we can see more of his evil in Part 2. Because I'm sure if he is alive, he is ready to commit even bigger atrocities what we could imagine.
#and yet#while his aliveness and#possible return#may give the manga more#content and action#i hope this doesn't happen#because damn#they've suffered enough#leave them alone ?!1!1#moriarty the patriot#yuukoku no moriarty#william james moriarty#sherlock holmes#charles augustus milverton
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Hiii autistic reader here again!
Thank you for youre quick answer and no you didnt talk too much ^^ I think thats great actually. And its really cool to know that youre also in the black Butler fandom and the others! I totaly agree with youre answer and I think its really accurate. Thank you again <3 Also if you read the Light novel/ side story of moriarty the Patriot then you probably already know how—(SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER)
—William met and saved a little girl who had a special/uniqe ability in which she could see sounds as colours. She felt bad with it because other children didnt understand it and thought that she was weird. William treated her wonderfull and told her multiple times that her ability was great and that she wasnt a weird like she and those kids thought.
holy shit you're right !1!1?1 😭 i absolutely forgot about helena. william is definitely very caring and accepting about literally everybody (except the bad ones, of course)
#i.. have no words#this is so well written??#and so very analytical#love that you've done so much research#on this subject#and it's okay!!#i enjoyed reading this#im sure others will too#moriarty the patriot#yuukoku no moriarty#william james moriarty
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Okay, okay. LISTEN!!
I was imagining about the Moriarthree having chickenpox and the reader taking care of them.
And honestly…. Why do I imagine Albert being like a cranky child?? Like I imagine pouting and huffing and making loud “Hmph!” Noises.
I also can see Albert being the grumpiest out of the three. Like he acts twice as annoying and more nagging than usual.
PLEASE!! Why do I find that so cute?!
LMAOOO you're so right 😭 he definitely does seem the type to be cranky as a child, especially if he's fallen sick. imagine this man, sick and having a runny nose, sweat making strands of his hair stick to his forehead and sulking?? it definitely is cute LOL. reader would have a menace on their hands
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