#yuukuko no moriarty

[sowoyp]

drarry is so sherliam coded tbh

also pls read this mtp au thread on twt its so good

[smultronte]

Stained

[creantzy]

Happy (late) birthday William James Moriarty ❤️

[greendy2l]

Liam<333

[qweaenr]

MORIARTY THE PATRIOT - Holidays & Anniversaries

[stickynightchild]

[shreddedleopard]

They have such ‘you can’t sit with us’ vibes here and I love them for it.

Sorry Lestrade, only two members allowed in the genius club and it’s already full up.

Better luck, next time. ☺️

[elainiisms]

same energy

[cewwart]

the chokehold this man had on me when he wore his hair like this….

moriarty the patriot doesn’t get enough love

such a good story (￣^￣)

[ranposbabe]

The Blindfold Stays On!

pairing: von herder x fem!reader

summary: herder just likes to prove you wrong :(

warning: smut, unprotected sex!!!, herder himself is a warning tbh

“Who’s there ?” Herder calls out as he remains seated working on a gun Moran had once again broken.

“It’s me ! It’s y/n !” You reply, practically breathless as you walk down the steps that led you to the German engineer.

With his back turned to you, you couldn’t see the slight smirk upon his lips.

Of course he knew it was you. By now, Von knew what exactly your steps sounded like . He could tell the difference between everyone in the manors steps yet every time he asked for confirmation you would always assure him that it was you. He knew. He just liked how you forgot every time. It was a little joke of his.

“Ugh ! Von I’m so tired !” You groan, stretching out your arms to soothe the tightness you felt throughout your body.

As you walk straight over to where Von worked at his desk, you couldn’t help but peer over his shoulder to see what he was working on at such a late hour.

As you would of guessed. It was a weapon. “Ha ! You’re tired ?” Von blatantly laughed, continuing on with his work as if you weren’t even there.

“Louis sent me away !” You as Von would put it dramatically sigh, sitting down on the blond’s right knee despite there being a chair right beside him. “I thought Louis was doing paperwork upstairs so what exactly are you doing down here ?”

He doesn’t hesitate to wrap an arm around your waist while still continuing to work on the gun.

“He was and everyone else is busy so there’s nothing to do that’ll even wear me out since you don’t even think I’m tired !” You roll your eyes, noticing how Vons pace doesn’t become slower despite now only using one hand. However you weren’t surprised as Von was always skilled when it came to using his fingers.

“I know what will wear you out.” He whispers in your ear, his long fingers slightly digging into your side that makes you instantly rubbing your thighs together.

Despite the fact that he’s wearing the blindfold you could tell by the outlines it’s barely gave that his brows were raised when he spoke with such lust evident in his tone.

Suddenly, Herder swiftly pushed aside the tools left on his desk and in one motion he effortlessly shifted you onto the table before him. As he stood over you instinctively you wrapped your arm loosely around his shoulders as the blonds height was surely intimidating. As if he understood your next move he didn’t hesitate to then hoist you up and walk away from his station. “Von !” You gasp, your legs wrap around his waist as the material of your skirt natural begins to hike up. A smirk is upon Herders lip due to the sensation of your warm skin against his suit pants, his hands instantly are under your thighs messaging the shown. skin knowing that more was soon to be exposed.

Despite only walking for a short amount of time to make his way to his room it’s obvious that Von knows how to handle you even as he opens the door and lays you down onto the bed he has you clinging to him like you’re made of porcelain but with his confidence and skills your complete trust is in him. He knows how to care for your body. He knows every spot as if you were one of his inventions. His property.

As you laid down on the soft sheets you couldn’t help stare up at him as he stood

slowly but surely removing his blazer and unbuttoning his shirt as he knew your eyes would remain on him and him only. “Still tired ?” He asks with a hint of playfulness in his tone. “I think I have a bit of energy left.” You nod, somewhat distracting as your eyes roam over his figure as his alongside your clothes become discarded onto the floor. “You won’t after this.”

Herder uses his hands everyday so of course it would come to an advantage. It doesn’t take long until two of his long fingers are rather deep pumping inside your wet cunt. With only two fingers inside there was a part of you that hoped he wouldn’t add another as just his fingers alone were making you feel so full.

Of course that part of you died down rather quickly.

You practically almost hit your head off the headboard as Von inserts a third finger as you contemplate the fact whether you may rip in half due to not only the size of his fingers inside you but you swear you feel the sensation of him touching your cervix. Surely if his fingers didn’t you knew his cock definitely would.

As you whine at the lack of fullness due to Von removing his fingers, he’s rather quick to stop your whining as he cleans his fingers drenched in your arousal with his own tongue all the while shoving his fingers on the opposite hand right down your throat. When he pulls his fingers from your mouth with a definite pop sound, his thumb softly glides against your lips. He’s touched them many he knows just by the feeling of your soft lips what you’re feeling whether you’re content, upset or about to reach your climax. He knows the last one pretty well by now.

He knows your every teasing move and sure to do it right back if you go too far.

Even when your hand sneakily reaches up just to touch near his blindfold he’s too quick for you as he’s proven before as he catches your wrist and raises them above your head. You can only stare on in shock like a mouse being caught by a cat.

Herder reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out something from the draw.

That something being another blindfold which you funnily enough recognised as being the floral one he once used to trick Moran when the Colonel attempted to remove his blindfold. Von didn’t hesitate to loosely tie it around your own eyes. For the sake of feeling secure your arms instantly wrap around his waist as your others senses become more sensitive as you loose your sight.

“Perhaps another is needed for this frisky wrists of yours, darling.” At that Von gives you no warning as he deeply thrusts into you, already you could see the imprint of his cock inside of you practically kissing your cervix. “You have the solution to everything don’t you ?” You whine, desperately pressing kisses against his fine jaw until he finally gives in and kisses you back. The sudden darkness fills you with excitement as you know longer can even attempt to guess Herder’s next move. “When it comes to you.” He sighs, pulling away along with a string of saliva that belong to the both of you that intertwine. “Yes.” He whispers into your neck pressing open mouth kisses anywhere he could find.

Even when his thrusts begin to slow down you can’t help but lean your head back in pleasure squeezing your eyes shut despite it not making a difference since the blindfold remained around your eyes.

When your highs finally come Von is rather hesitate to pull out but when he does he moves to lay his head onto your chest.

The sound of your fast beating heart almost puts him to sleep. But before you could get used to the position and fall asleep yourself Von pulls away from you.

You hear the sound of a fabric being loosened but before you could figure out what exactly was happening Von removes your blindfold. Your eyes flutter momentarily before you stare upon the surprising sight before you.

He took off his own blindfold. With a smile on his face, his eyes that you fail to describe due to the unrealness of them stare down at you with such warmth and love. You simply smile back at those eyes that only you will ever get to see.

The familiar smirk reappears as he tosses both blindfolds onto the floor along with your now creased clothing.

“If you wanted to see my eyes all you had to do was ask.”

[smultronte]

Cigarette kiss

[vyloy]

Albert x reader dubcon pls :)))))

Albert James Moriarty

╰┈➤tw: dub-con, sub bottom male reader, kidnapping.

"Sherlock, you really have to focus on getting rid of *them*!", you say, a bit irritated due to how distracted he has been these past couple of months, it was all because of this one individual, William James Moriarty, an interesting fellow, although you have done your homework on him and his brothers, you weren't able to discover anything weird about them other than the fact they all made it out of a burning mansion with each other and nobody else, odd but not odd enough to tip you off. "I am! Just let me figure this out...And you're one to talk when you're always distracted by the brunette anyways", he says, not even turning around to face you, you were offended but couldnt deny the fact you've been interested in Albert but you've always focused on finding the brothers unlike Sherlock who has been focusing so much time on reading the newspapers about the crime lord or whatever, you understand it's important but not as important as the Moriartys quite literally sending a letter addressing the both of you, "Sherlock Holmes, we need to go", you say sternly, grabbing your coat and heading out in the dead of night, knowing Sherlock would follow you sooner or later.

Walking down the streets of London, you could hear the crawing of crows, really odd, they never craw unless there's danger-

Just as you were thinking about it, a dark figure runs past the alleyway beside you, you pause, realizing you should have never came out at might, especially not alone, you tried to brush it off, showing no fear as you walked back to the apartment, just as you were about to arrive safely, someone grabs you from behind, "Hey!-", "shh, be quiet if you will", the very much familiar voice hushes you, you try to remember whose voice it belongs to but fail to remember and just remain quiet. After a couple minutes of just standing there quietly, not making a sound, not that you could make much, the hand covering your mouth would muffle any sound you would make - the mysterious voice lets go of you, setting you free, you turn to look at the person and found a pair of green eyes staring back at you, "My apologies Mr L/n for having to cover your mouth like that, we couldn't have you screaming", "we?", just as you asked the question, you black out, probably due to the drug that was on Albert's gloves.

When you awoke, you were in a luxurious room, definitely more luxurious than what you could ever afford. You examined the room, still processing what had just happened and also trying to figure out whose manor you were in, it wasn't too hard to figure out it was the Moriarty's due to Albert being the last person you saw before passing out cold. You get up and walk around, examining things closer, of course you checked the windows first, removing the curtains and seeing if you could escape, unfortunately the windows are barred up in a way you wouldn't be able to escape even if you tried. You then checked the desk across from the bed, an ink pen, a few papers and also a candle were placed neatly ontop of said desk, making it look clean, 'this room is extravagant...', you thought to yourself, almost forgetting the fact that you were kidnapped, you shook your head and regained your composure, a knock on the door catches your attention as you quickly ran to the bed, pretending to still be asleep and hoping whoever walks in won't realize. "Hm?", a man's voice is heard, footsteps slowly walking beside the bed, "still asleep..?", he whispers to himself and not a moment later, footsteps are walking further and further away from you and the door is shut. As you thought you were in the clear, you opened your eyes, getting up, only to see Albert still standing in the room, a smile on his face as he notices your 'now awake' figure, "good evening Mr L/n", his smile stays the same as his head tilts a bit towards the left.

5 days have passed since you first arrived at the manor, the food has been exceptionally good, everything was set up in a way you could still enjoy yourself despite being kidnapped. It was now night time, you were reading a book and writing down some important things to do after you get out as Albert sits beside you, much of his attention is towards you. Suddenly, you hear someone entering the manor, as they speak, you can hear that it's clearly Sherlock, it seems Albert also heard as he is nervously fidgeting his fingers, "Y/n, forgive me", was all he says before grabbing your wrist, smudging your hand writing and pushes you onto the bed, "Albert?", you say in a confusing voice, why would he even push you onto the bed? "Do cooperate", he says before suddenly attacking your neck, licking it before biting down, "ACK!?", you try pushing him off but he's too strong, "shh", he says, still leaning on your neck, his nose brushing up against your neck gets you flustered, "Albert..! stop this!", you try to yell at him but his hand covers your mouth, muffling any sound from you, you eventually give up trying to fight back, hearing voices getting near the room, you try your best to stay quiet as Albert continues to mark your neck, "I heard some voices from here", "that was probably your imagination, please take your business downstairs, it is very impolite to barge into someone's room", you hear the voices of Sherlock and William, they seem to be fighting even if they're not raising their voices. The handle shakes, making your heart drop for a second but then you realized it's locked and the footsteps start fading into the distance. Albert finally looks at you, "did that scare you?", not knowing how to put it into words, you simply nod. Thinking this was over, you tried getting up, only to be blocked by Albert's body, his hand grabbing your wrist as you try to hit him, "my apologies but you're simply too delectable", was all he said before pushing you down yet again, undoing his tie with a smirk on his face.

"O-oh, good evening!", you stutter and blush a bit, embarrassed as you were caught in the act. Albert walks towards the bed, sitting on the bed and he apologizes, "I am very sorry to have to inconvenience you, I'm sure you and Mr Holmes have figured it out by now that...", he lets you finish the sentence, "that the Moriartys are the ones behind the lord of crime", "precisely", "that still doesn't explain why you kidnapped me all of a sudden", you demanded an answer, why would they keep YOU locked up and not Sherlock?, "It's obvious Mr Holmes cares for you but it's also obvious he'll do anything to stop my brother from doing the ultimate sacrifice, we need you to be a distraction as we can't allow our plan to be ruined", "so I'm a hostage?", "emm, if you put it like that..", he smiles nervously, not knowing what to say as you have figured out what he was trying to sugarcoat, "how long will i be held hostage?", "until the plan succeeds, at least a week and a half", "alright, you won't harm him in any way, right?", you ask with an intimidating expression, enough to make Albert a little more nervous, "we won't", "alright then, i'm okay with this, if you keep your promise".

With him being stronger, you had a hard time resisting against his lust but you would be lying if you said you didnt enjoy it even a bit, "A-Albert stop", "I'm sorry but i don't think i'll be able to, darling", as that nickname left his mouth, you melted a bit, the way he said it was full of lust, so inviting. The two of you were now so lost in lust, you couldn't even think anymore, did you want this? You had no answer to that question, too lost in the moment, "Y/n...please cry my name", he says just as he enters you, making you scream a bit, it was so sudden, you never even realized he had prepared you with his fingers just a few moments ago, your mind was just blank, "Albert..stop, stop this!", you cried out, you still took him so well, your hole just so tight around his cock, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to, your hole was inviting him, your cock dribbling with pre-cum, "please..", you continue to moan, not caring if others could hear your noises, this felt so wrong, having sex with your kidnapper, with the man involved in a string of murders and disappearances.

His voice was angelic, even if he was a demon right now, his moans were delicate, his groans were turning you on more than you'd like to admit, "It'll be okay, we'll be together", is the only thing he says before pumping your hole full of his cum, with just a few more thrusts, you also came, your chest full of cum and so was your hole, "A-Albert...", was all you said, you start to feel a bit light headed, Albert was there to support you, he pulls out and watches his cum seeping out of your hole, you were so full of his seed, "I'll show you so much more, stay with me Y/n".

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Taglist: @secretivemessenger @jkloserdazai @devilswhore-emrys

Been so busy these past few days, i keep saying i'm busy but it's true i promise😭 my s/o's birthday was a few days ago and i prepared so many stuff i felt like i would pass out

[temporaryrose200]

Hello I just read one of your stories and I absolutely love your writing style. Is it ok if I request a short story of William James Moriarty x reader who is the youngest sister of Sherlock Holmes?

✩You’re something✩

✟pairing: William James Moriarty x Fem Reader

✟genre: Fluff?

✟warning:Not proof read

✟One-Short

✟fandom: Moriarty The Patriot

✟summary: Being a Holmes was tough, there was so much to live up to. But a special somebody helps you through it. Reminding you that you were someone.

✟a/n: None

Being the young sibling of the Holmes brothers wasn’t easily. Constantly being in their shadows, remembering every time when you would introduce yourself people would constantly asking if your brothers were Sherlock and Mycroft. It’s was annoying being the forgotten Holmes child. But there was one person who made you feel like the most special woman in the world. William James Moriarty. A charming man who knew exactly how to treat a woman.

The day you met was when you were going to met up with your brother Sherlock. Two of you arranged to met up with one another at a cafe and when you got there, you were met with a charming young man. Greeting your brother, you pulled up a nearby chair and sat yourself down on it. “Liam” Sherlock started, turning to his friend, a genuine smile forming on your brother face. “This my younger sister Y/N” he introduced, signalling towards your awkward and nervous form from have the spot light be put on you.

‘Liam’ gazed up at you, crimson eyes focusing intensely on you. Getting yourself ready from him to say something like: “ I didn’t know the Holmes brothers ha and sister” or something along those lines. But what you got instead was something you would never expect. The blonde haired man grinned fondly at you, strangely making all your worries melt away. “You wrote ‘Twist Of The Heart’ right.” Shock ran through your body at the mention of you old book, something you had wrote about 4 years ago. No publishing company wanted to take you because you were a woman, except one. Sadly the book was a failure and the future books you had in store were thrown away. But now hearing someone mention you not just as Sherlock’s sister but as your own person was a breath of fresh air. “It was an incredible piece of literature about unrequited love. Shame that you stopped writing.” It was odd heading someone talk so highly about you. But here you are be praised.

Fidgeting around with your hands, trying thinking of an appropriate response. But your brain was blank, and you were at a loss for words. You'd never been in this sort of situation before. "A-Ahh..." you stuttered out, feeling you throat tighten. “Thank you Mr Liam”

A chuckle rumbled from the man's chest as he shook his head. “My name is actually William James Moriarty”, he said to me with a smile.

Hearing the familiar name made your heart jump in your chest and you had to take a deep breath before you could speak again. "Moriarty?" You asked him, unable to keep the surprise out of your voice. “You mean!” The man nodded. You were so shocked that it took you several seconds to react but when you did, your face flush in embarrassment. How could you not recognise him! But most importantly, he read your book! “I’m so sorry!”

And that’s how a new friendship was formed. William and you continued to met up at nearby cafes or his house.Two of you had a lot in common and he so easily to talk to. Sherlock was starting to become jealous at how much William and you were hanging out. Your brother would say that you were stealing his friend, which you found quite adorable but don’t tell Sherlock that.

William helped you with gaining your confidence back and even with creating a new book. The story was a second part from your first book. This time the girl finds love with someone she never thought she’d fall for. Ironically though you fell hard for the noble man. It felt as if fate had brought him into your life. He was the perfect man, sweet, caring and oh so handsome. He made you feel so much emotions. You were head over heels in love, but did he love you? You were a nobody compared to your brothers. Just some washed up wannabe author. William was a nobleman, he would never fall for you. Right…?

[greendy2l]

Sherliam x hunting dogs :D

[we-intentionally-exude-calmness]

Moriarty the Patriot: The Remains Chapter 9 - English Translation

Greetings, folks. We are a group of 10 extremely calm power rangers people who have joined arms to bring everyone a (hopefully) pleasant English translation of Moriarty the Patriot: The Remains. Trust us. After a month of pain and suffering, we present to you, chapter 9. (Please ignore any typos you see at the end pages- we plan to fix them.) We hope you enjoy! https://mangadex.org/chapter/97eb19c9-1654-479c-8598-8e6f84754926

And last but not least, remember to intentionally exude calmness.

[yukitomybeloved]

Having a crush is the most disgusting cringy sweetest painful most joyful thing you’ll ever experience in your life

I haven’t been this miserably happy in years