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joanquill · 2 months
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Hello, I really liked your story of Yuukoku no Moriarty
Thank you! 🥰💞
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joanquill · 2 months
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Hey, I’m the anon who requested William x fem!reader in a romantic relationship prompt 24 for Valentine’s Day. It was so adorable and I liked the story a lot 💕💕💕
I love how William just couldn’t decide what to get for Reader and the rest of the Moriarty group teasing him about it
Anyway, have a good day/night 😊
Thank you so much!! I had a hard time thinking of a plot but I enjoyed writing your request and liked how it turned out 💕 (despite the reader not actually making an appearance 💀)
Hope you have a good day/night as well! 🥰
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joanquill · 2 months
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Caught making out
IM SO SORRY TO BE SO LATE!! ITS STILL A FEW HOURS BEFORE ITS 17TH FEB IN MY COUNTRY SO I HOPE YOU CAN SEE THIS REQUEST 😭😭🙏 How about Prompt 4 With William Moriarty Obv it'll be a romance 😭 And pls fluff no angst 😭🙏 IM REALLY SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE
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William James Moriarty
A/N: And this is the last for the Valentine's event, thank you, everyone! 🥰 Tag/s: Established Relationship Warning/s: Suggestive? Mention of Hickeys
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"Hmm..." you muttered, staring at the variety of Valentine's gifts on display, analyzing each one.
You sighed in defeat as you stepped back.
'It's no use... I can't think of a way to surprise Will...' you begrudgingly thought, remembering how all your old attempts to fluster your boyfriend failed.
Since you two started dating, William has never failed to tease you and make your face turn red, whether in private or with other people present.
You tried to do the same, but he was always ten steps ahead.
At this point, even just a little startled expression would be enough.
"If you keep staring like that, the chocolate's gonna melt," Bonde warned as he patted your head, making you turn to him.
"I'm sure Will-kun will like any gift you give him," he reassured with a teasing grin, making your face flush as you removed his hand from your head.
"The chocolate's for everyone," you reminded with an awkward cough, making Bonde roll his eyes.
"Right... That's why we're on our third department store for the day," Bonde added as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders with a smirk.
"Haha... Yeah... Thanks again for coming with me,"
"Don't mention it! Besides, you promised me you'd buy me that new perfume, remember?" he reminded, walking up to one of the stalls with various colognes and perfumes.
"Yes, yes..." you chuckled, looking at the selection as Bonde started trying on some of the samples.
As you continued to look through the store for Bonde's perfume, an idea popped into your head.
'That could work...!' you thought as you rushed to Bonde.
"Hey, can you help me pick out a perfume?" you asked, catching him by surprise.
"Sure, but why? Are you buying one for Will-kun?" you shook your head in response,
"No, it's for me. I have an idea,"
'All right!' you smiled as you took out the perfume from the bag, testing its spray before the surprise.
"(Y/N)? The meeting is about to start," William called out as he walked into your shared bedroom, making you hide the perfume behind you as you turned to him.
"Okay! I'll be out in a minute," you innocently replied, making him raise a brow as he walked up to you, making you step back.
"What are you hiding?" he asked with a knowing smile, making you nervously laugh.
"It's just the perfume Bonde and I bought," you answered honestly, showing him the bottle.
"But the real thing smelled different from the samples we tried," you added, spraying some into the air.
"It smells off..."
Curious, William leaned into the spot you sprayed and smelled the perfume.
"I don't think-" you gently held his chin and kissed his lips, feeling your face flush.
William pulled away as he looked at you in surprise, making you step back and look at him for a reaction.
"Pfft," he quickly covered his mouth and turned away, making you furrow your brows.
"It didn't work!?" you asked in exasperation, making William chuckle.
"Well... I wouldn't say that, my love," he replied, showing his cheeks flushing pink.
"Ah-" you muttered, letting out a sigh.
"Fine... I'll take it as a win," you murmured with an exhausted smile, making William lightly laugh.
"All right, let's go to the meeting-" as you were about to leave the room, William grabbed your hand and pulled you to his chest.
"Will? We're gonna be late," you reminded, seeing a mischievous smile on his lips.
"We still have a few minutes to spare," he reassured, wrapping an arm around your waist as he kissed you, his free hand laying on the back of your head as he deepened the kiss.
"Did you truly think you could pull a stunt like that without consequences?" he whispered against your lips before kissing you again.
"Where are they?" Sebastian grumbled, looking around the meeting room for you and William.
"I wonder..." Bonde thought out loud, trying to piece together your plan for the perfume.
"Do you know why Mr. William and Mx. (Y/N) are late?" Fred asked innocently, making Bonde grin.
"I have an idea..." he replied, getting out of his seat and leaving.
"And where are you going?"
"To see if I'm right!" Bonde answered as he headed straight for your and William's bedroom, getting ready to kick the door open and announce to the whole manor that you two were late and see why.
BONUS:
"Now that we're all present..." William started the meeting casually as you sat in the very corner of the room.
Steam was practically coming out of you as you hid behind your scarf, hoping to hide the hickeys William happily gave you.
"Why the hell were you two late?" Sebastian whispered to you, making your hide further into the scarf.
"I don't want to talk about it..." you replied, hoping the curious eyes of everyone would leave you.
"So, I guess your plan worked?" Bonde asked with a grin, making you flush and lightly hit him.
"That was not my plan!" you corrected, making him laugh.
"What was?" Fred whispered, making you hide behind your hands in horror.
"Can we please focus on the meeting...?"
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joanquill · 2 months
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Hey, I wanted to ask for prompt 24 from the Valentine’s Day event for William James Moriarty in romantic relationship with a fem!Reader (if that’s okay of course) and the type of the story being fluff. I hope I’m not too late with the request.
Anyway, have a good day and Happy (belated) Valentines Day 💕
"This reminded me of you,"
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William James Moriarty
A/N: Sorry, I could not think of a good plot ^^" Hope you also have a good day/evening as well and late Happy Valentine's Day 🥰
Tag/s: Fluff, Fem!Reader, Established Relationship
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"Hmm..." William muttered, tapping his finger on his crossed arms as he continued to analyze your favorite store's window display, contemplating what to get you.
"Uh... Will-kun?" Bonde called out, catching William's attention.
"As sweet it is for you to think so much about what to get (Y/N), don't you think standing there for an hour is too much?" he asked as Fred and Sebastian walked up to them, numerous boxes and shopping bags in their arms.
"Right... I apologize for making you all come with me," he sheepishly smiled, now seeing the numerous gifts he had prepared for you due to his indecisiveness.
"It's no trouble, nii-san. I was elated when you asked for our help," Louis reassured, a newfound confidence stirring in him to find your perfect gift.
"I must say, it is quite rare for you to ask for advice, let alone for romance," Albert smirked, making the tips of William's ear warm up.
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A COUPLE HOURS AGO...
"What's with the sudden meeting?" Bonde whispered to the group as they waited for William's arrival.
"Will-kun looked serious, too..."
"There hasn't been much issue in the MI6," Moneypenny muttered, trying to think of the answer.
"Nor are there complaints from the director," Albert added, drinking tea for a change.
"There is also no new information about nobles committing crimes," Fred added, minimizing the possible answers as to why this meeting is being held.
"Perhaps he is leaving instructions before his leave?" Master Jack suggested, "If I recall, he will be leaving somewhere with Lady (Y/N) for Valentine's,"
"Didn't he already do that last week...?" Sebastian reminded, only for the group to grow quiet once again to think.
As the group continued to make their own conclusions, the doors suddenly opened as William walked in.
"Thank you for coming," he muttered, fatigue radiating off of him as he walked up to the front of the group.
"As you all know, next week I will be out of town..." he started, everyone awaiting his plans cautiously.
"...So I was hoping I would have your input on the possible gifts and activities I could prepare for her," he concluded, showing the plans he pinned on the board, listing your likes, dislikes, and other notes.
"Pfft-" Albert quickly covered his mouth, the wine in his glass shaking along as he strained his laughter while the rest of the group stared, dumbfounded.
"So... This meeting..."
"...Is just for your date with (Y/N)?"
William blinked back with an innocent smile.
"Yes? Did I not mention that?"
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BACK TO THE PRESENT...
"Apologies. I did not mean to make you all uneasy," William apologized, remembering Sebastian and Bonde's strong reactions.
"Don't worry about that," Sebastian sighed, putting down the tower of boxes he was holding.
"But next time, please don't set up a whole meeting if you're asking for love advice," he added, making William shyly chuckle.
"Duly noted," William reassured, taking another look around at the store.
"Why not pick something that reminds you of her?" Bonde suggested, looking at all the various clothes and knick-knacks on display.
"We did," Sebastian reminded, pointing at the wall of boxes and bags, "And look at how that turned out," he grumbled as he stretched out his arms.
"Not to mention the various leaflets we got for dating spots," Master Jack chuckled, looking through the numerous pamphlets they gathered.
"(N/N) sure is lucky~," Bonde teased, making sure William heard him.
"Of course, nii-san is not the type of man who will get into a relationship half-heartedly," Louis proudly stated, making the heat on William's ears travel down to his face.
"Oh? What makes you say that?" Bonde grinned, making Sebastian smirk, seeing where this was going.
"Well, for instance, he would..."
"Just say the word, and we will leave," Albert reassured, putting a hand on William's shoulder as the group continued to banter.
On the other hand, William continued to face away from his colleagues, trying to focus on finding you a gift and ignore the growing heat on his face from embarrassment.
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joanquill · 2 months
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Confession time + "Surprise!"
Hello thanks for the opportunity *-* I would like to request : - After reader came back badly hurt from a mission(but will survive) -> 5 (if you do not like it maybe 25) - Albert - well then romantic x) - fluff (And I'll wait next year to ask 28 or 4 xD haha) Thanks <3
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Albert James Moriarty
A/N: I kind of made Albert more on the teasing side if that's okay ^^"
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You gasped as you shot upright, cold sweat trickling down your forehead as you panted, finding yourself on a bed and covered in bandages.
'What-Ow!'  you flinched as a sharp pain shot through your side.
You groaned as you looked around, seeing you were inside a hospital room and found a vase of red roses on your bedside table.
"...What happened in the mission?..." you muttered, trying to recall what led you here.
"Excuse me-" the door opened, and you saw a doctor walk in, a shocked expression on his face when he saw you.
You awkwardly waved your hand, snapping him out of it, and called for a nurse in a hurry, making you more nervous.
'How long was I out?'
"Four weeks!?" you repeated, stunned by the answer as the doctor confirmed.
"Aside from a traumatic brain injury, you also had a couple of broken ribs and numerous cuts all over your arms, legs, and torso," the doctor listed as he wrote on his clipboard, making you look down at your bandage-covered body.
"You will need to stay in the hospital for at least two more weeks so we can monitor your recovery," he added, making you internally sigh.
"Okay..." you muttered, processing this new information.
"You're quite lucky," the doctor added, pocketing his pen, "If you were brought just a minute too late, you might not have survived,"
"Yes! You have quite the loving husband," the nurse happily added, making you blink at her in confusion.
"I-I'm sorry... husband?"
"A man brought you in. It was quite the sight, seeing a noble covered in blood while carrying someone in his arms," the doctor mused, making you freeze.
'A noble... That means...'  you thought, knowing only two people who can fit the title.
"E-Excuse me..." you called out, catching the two's attention, "The man who brought me here... What color was his hair?"
"Brown,"
'That's what I thought...!'  you thought in horror, already hearing the teasing and jokes from a mile away.
"He's quite the devoted husband, too! Visiting you every day with roses in hand," the nurse happily sighed as if congratulating you.
You felt your face flush at her comment, making you quickly deny it.
"N-No, you've got it all wrong!"
"Speaking of him," the doctor quipped, pulling out his pocketwatch as he ignored your protests, "He should be arriving soon,"
The door opened as if on cue, revealing a tired Albert holding a bouquet of roses.
His eyes slowly looked up and landed on you, making him gasp as his eyes widened.
"We'll take this as a sign to leave," the nurse whispered, winking at you as she pulled the doctor along and left the room, unable to give you a second to protest.
As the door closed, you could feel the heavy awkwardness in the air.
"S-Surprise...!" we weakly greeted, wanting to feel the silence with something while Albert kept quiet.
"S-Sorry, I guess that's not the first you should say when you wake up from a-" you felt Albert hug you tightly, not applying pressure on your injuries as you saw the roses he had a second ago fall on the floor.
"You're awake..." he whispered, his whole body trembling as he kept you close.
You took a deep breath as you hugged him back.
"Yeah... I'm back..."
"I can feed myself," you grumbled with flushed cheeks, avoiding the apple slice Albert was trying to feed you.
"You shouldn't move so much," he warned with a glare, making you sigh and reluctantly take the slice.
As you chewed, you looked over to the roses Albert brought in, now replacing the roses from before.
"Say... The flowers," you turned around to him, making him look at the vase.
"...I've been changing them whenever I visit," he confirmed, giving you another slice.
"I see..." you replied, remembering the nurse's comment as you looked away in embarrassment.
"Is something wrong?" Albert quickly got up from his seat, touching your forehead as he checked your temperature.
"I'm fine! I'm okay!" you quickly confirmed, pulling his hand off as he sighed in relief.
"That's good to hear..." he muttered, grabbing the fruits again.
You raised a brow as you looked at him, not used to seeing this side of him.
"...Since when have you been this caring?" you bluntly asked, catching him off guard.
He breathed out a smirk as he peeled another apple.
"Since I almost lost the person I love," he confessed, making you freeze.
"Don't joke about that," you grumbled, feeling your face warm up as Albert chuckled with a teasing grin.
"Who said it was a joke?"
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Marriage proposal
Oh! I hope I’m writing in the right place but could you do one where the reader is the Moriartys little sister and Sherlock is trying to get all her brothers blessing for her and then he proposes with them hiding in the bushes?
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Sherlock Holmes
A/N: The reader is the Moriarty's little sister Tag/s: Fem!Moriarty!Reader Warning/s: MANGA SPOILERS! This will be taking place after the time skip.
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You gripped the fork and knife as you took another bite, barely tasting dinner as your older brothers stared at you and Sherlock.
You glanced over to Sherlock, seeing him eat casually and unbothered by the tension in the air, let alone the death glare Louis had been giving him all evening.
"(Y/N)," Louis called out, making you look up, "While I'm aware Mr. Holmes has been..." he gulped, "...courting you," you visibly saw him shiver.
"May I ask why you suddenly wanted us to have dinner together?" he inquired, making you wryly smile.
"I've been wanting to know all evening as well..." you whispered, glancing over to Sherlock.
"You haven't asked her?" William asked in disbelief, making Sherlock raise a brow.
"I did, though? Last week," he confirmed, making you furrow your brows.
"Ask me what?" you whispered to Sherlock as he chewed his food and swallowed, leaning to your ear.
"Ahem," Louis cleared his throat, making you both straighten up as Albert took a sip of his wine, enjoying the show.
You let out a deep sigh as you took a sip of your drink, hoping it would help you get through the evening.
"I believe this dinner is your idea, Mr. Holmes?" he asked, making Sherlock hum in confirmation.
"I'm here to ask for your blessings," Sherlock answered flatly, making you choke and cough your drink.
At his answer, Albert put down his glass, William nervously smiled, and Louis bent his fork while you heard muffled voices from the side of the room.
You glanced around the dining room and saw Bonde, Sebastian, Fred, Master Jack, and even Moneypenny by the hallway, trying to crack the door open unnoticed.
"...Please excuse me for a moment," you quickly stood up with an irritated smile, rushing to the hallway and opening it, making Bonde and Sebastian fall on the floor.
"What are you doing!?" you shouted in a hushed tone as Bonde and Sebastian stood up.
"Mr. Holmes proposed to you?"
"You're engaged!?"
"Why didn't you tell us!?"
"You were eavesdropping!?" you scolded, glaring at Bonde and Sebastian.
"That's not the point!" Sebastian denied, trying to change the topic, "Since when have you been engaged!?"
"I'm not!" you confirmed, letting out a sigh.
"Um... Miss (Y/N)?" Fred called out, tugging on the sleeve of your dress.
"Will you please leave!? I already have a hard time making sure this dinner doesn't end in disaster!"
"Miss (Y/N)," Fred called out more urgently, making you turn around and see William and Albert holding back Louis, who had a butter knife in hand, a deadly aura around him as Sherlock continued to eat.
"It might be a little too late for that..."
"Ugh..." you groaned as you sat down on the grass, resting your back on the bushes while Sherlock sat beside you.
"Your brothers are as lively as always," he commented, making you roll your eyes.
"I guess you could call it that," you breathlessly laughed, fanning yourself from running around the manor and ending up hiding in the gardens.
"Also, don't you think joking about us being engaged a little too much as an icebreaker?" you questioned, catching your breath as Sherlock looked at you in confusion.
"I wasn't joking," Sherlock confirmed, making you freeze.
"W-What are you-"
"Darling, I proposed last week," Sherlock smirked, "By the beach, remember?"
You blinked at him in confusion until it hit you, making you gasp and hit his arm.
"When you said you want us to live together..." you breathed out, making Sherlock smile.
"Ah, so you do remember," he chuckled, making you blush and hit his arm.
"Y-You practically said the same thing to William-nii-san! How was I supposed to know it was an actual marriage proposal!?" you defended, making Sherlock laugh.
You huffed out in anger as you stood up.
"Or what? Should I take it as a sign that you and him are-" Sherlock pulled you back down and kissed your lips deeply, hugging you by the waist.
"I guess I have to be more direct," Sherlock smiled as he went on one knee, holding your hand while you used your other one to hide your blushing face.
"Seriously...? Behind the bushes, while we're hiding from my family...?" you muttered, making Sherlock snicker as he raised your hand close to his lips.
"(Y/N) Moriarty, will you marry me?"
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"This reminded me of you,"
24. Albert Moriarty Romantic relationships Fluff
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Albert James Moriarty
Tag/s: Fluff, Established Relationship
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'All right... I have the chocolate, red wine...' you listed in your head as you checked your shopping bags, checking you had everything to make homemade chocolate wine for Albert.
'...sugar... and-huh?' you stopped mid-way as you looked up from your bag, staring at a doll shop's window display.
You gasped as you stared at a cute chocolate brown tuxedo cat stuffed toy.
It also had emerald green eyes, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Albert.
"Would you like to take a closer look?" an older voice perked up, snapping you out of your trance as you turned around, seeing the shop owner offering you a warm smile.
"O-Oh, sorry..." you sheepishly apologized, not realizing you'd been caught staring.
"You can also customize the dolls if you wish," he added, perking your ears.
"Customize how?"
"You can put them in outfits you desire and add accessories," he answered, pulling out a tiny outfit and bowler hat.
"How much?" you pulled out your wallet, your eyes burning with resolve.
'Worth it...!' you silently cheered as you waited for the shop owner to pack your new stuffed toy cat in a gift box, its fur resembling Albert's hair color while its eyes matched his emerald green ones.
Even the suit and top hat resembled your lover's wardrobe.
"Thank you for your patronage," the shop owner smiled as he gave you the box.
"Thank you...!" you happily took the box; your delight could be seen from miles away.
As you were about to leave the shop, an idea struck in your mind.
"Excuse me," you hurried back to the shop owner, making him look at you curiously.
"You don't happen to do commissions, do you?"
'Just four weeks... I can't wait!' you happily thought as you stirred the chocolate wine, glancing over to the gift box.
As you prepared the chocolate wine, you didn't notice Albert entering the kitchen.
"Well, don't you look merry," Albert teased as he hugged you from behind, kissing your head.
"Albert!" you excitedly greeted as you hugged him back, kissing him on the cheek.
"Welcome home," you grinned, making Albert raise a brow with a smile.
"Did something good happen?" he asked, making you freeze.
"I-Is it that obvious?" you questioned, touching your face and feeling your aching cheeks.
Albert breathed out a smile as he looked over your shoulder, seeing the chocolate wine and gift box.
"Chocolate?" he questioned, making you nod.
"Happy Valentine's!" you beamed, giving him the better-looking drink and taking the other, clinking them together as you took a sip.
"I will be honest... This gift is more for me than it is for you, but this reminded me of you," you admitted as you pulled the gift box closer, making Albert chuckle.
He gently opened the gift and saw the customized toy cat, surprising him.
"Where did you...?"
"I saw it in a doll shop," you smiled, taking out the toy cat in a suit, "It's even customizable," you grinned, showing off the suit.
"It's cute, right?" you asked as you hugged the toy lovingly, almost making its top hat topple off its head.
Albert was about to agree, finding it adorable and funny how you customized the toy to look like him... If only you wouldn't cuddle it with so much affection in front of him.
As much as he loves to see you smile, he can't help but feel a tinge of jealousy over how elated you looked over a toy cat that resembled him.
"Yes," Albert replied flatly, grabbing the toy by its head and pulling it out of your grasp,
"It is," he agreed as he hugged you tightly, kissing your forehead.
"But I would prefer if you showed me the same level of affection, dearest," he smiled, throwing the toy out of the kitchen.
You bit the inside of your cheeks as you stifled a laugh, not expecting to see him grow jealous over a toy.
"Very well," you smiled, hugging him tightly as you peppered his face with kisses, making him relax as he kept holding you close.
You managed to find the toy again and bring it to bed, cuddling it to sleep.
Albert quickly saw you and almost threw the toy into the fireplace... but he settled to hiding it from you in the basement as he cuddled with you instead.
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Marriage proposal
Thus one with Will, they're currently dating and it's the reader's birthday. He's all flirty too.
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William James Moriarty
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"Good morning," William greeted you as he peppered your shoulder with kisses, hugging you tightly from behind.
"Good morning..." you grumbled, blinking your eyes open as you stretched your body, turning to him and hugging him back.
"Happy Valentine's Day..." he sighed, snuggling his face onto the crook of your neck.
"Valentine's... That means..."
"Happy birthday, my love..." William added, leaving kisses on your collarbone up to your jaw.
You jerked at the gesture and shied away, laughing as William followed you.
"William, please..." you chuckled, using your hand to shield your neck and pushing yourself off of William, "It's too early in the morning..."
You pried yourself off his hold as you got up from the bed, making William sigh and lay back down.
You breathed out a smile as you opened your bedside drawer, pulling out the gift and chocolate you had prepared for him.
"Happy Valentine's," you kissed the top of his head as you gave him the gifts.
As you pulled back, you let out a yelp as William grabbed your arm, pulling you back to bed as he trapped you in his arms.
"Will-!" you scolded as you tried to escape, only to be cut off by a knock from the door.
"Morning, lovebirds!" James' cheeky voice greeted from the other side, "Breakfast is ready,"
"Be right there!" you replied, getting up once again.
You reached out your hands to William, making him sigh as he grabbed your hands, letting you pull him up to his feet.
"Come on," you smiled as William rested his forehead on yours, making you step back and laugh.
"We can't let the food grow cold,"
"Happy birthday!" everyone greeted as you and William walked down to the dining room.
Bonde and Herder threw streamers and confetti into the air as Louis held a birthday cake in the middle.
"Thank you," you lovingly smiled as you walked up to the cake, thinking of a wish as you blew out the candle, making everyone cheer.
"Though it does get more embarrassing as you grow older, huh?" you blushed and chuckled, making William smile as he kissed the back of your hand.
"I think you look adorable as always," he reassured, removing the streamers in your hair as Sebastian whistled.
"Should we leave the manor and give you guys some privacy or...?" he pointed at the doors with his thumb as Moneypenny swatted his arm.
You felt your face flush as you rushed to him, punching him in the stomach in embarrassment as he held back your fists.
As Sebastian kept teasing you and slowly making you leave the room, Albert and Louis slowly walked up to William.
"I assume everything is all set for tonight?" Albert asked, making William grin.
"Of course," William reassured, pulling the ring box out of his coat pocket.
"Congratulations, nii-san," Louis earnestly smiled, making William nervously chuckle.
"(Y/N) hasn't said yes, though,"
"I don't think you need to worry about that," Albert reassured, remembering the drunken rambles you had about how much you loved William whenever you had one too many.
"I'm certain they will be overjoyed,"
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joanquill · 2 months
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"Wanna go dance?"
May you make this with Mycroft, please? romantic relationship fluff)
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Mycroft Holmes
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"(Y/N), do you remember the favor you owe me?" Mycroft asked as you entered his home office, making you look at him skeptically across the desk.
"Yeah...? Why?" you questioned as he gave you an open letter.
"I believe I will be using it for this," he explained as you read the letter.
"You're going to a Valentine's dance?" you questioned with a chuckle, scanning the letter invitation addressed to Mycroft as he wryly smiled and stood up from his seat.
"Yes... And they require us to bring a plus one," he added, taking the invitation from your hands and sitting back down.
"Great! I'm sure we can find someone in no time," you supported, earning a raised brow from Mycroft as he looked at you.
"I already have," he smirked, making you furrow your brows as he gave you a knowing look.
"...No,"
"It will be quick,"
"No,"
"You won't even need to do anything,"
"No!" you kept rejecting, but Mycroft ignored your replies as he fixed his papers.
"I'm sure there's a lot of noble ladies waiting for you to ask them to the dance," you reasoned, making him sigh.
"And yet, you're the only one I'm asking," he replied, making you huff.
"Why...?" Mycroft breathed out a smile at your question,
"Because you owe me, remember?" he deadpanned with a sarcastic smile, making you groan.
"Yeah, yeah..." you sighed, scratching your head as you tried to think of an alternative solution.
As Mycroft watched you ponder, he let out a sigh.
"I understand this is not your usual scene, but I do not understand why-"
"-I don't know how to dance..." you sheepishly said, avoiding his gaze.
"Yeah... So," you clapped your hands, "Why don't we try looking for-"
"-I can teach you," Mycroft smiled, making you freeze.
"What?"
"I can teach you," he repeated, getting up from his seat and walking towards you.
"We should be done in... two weeks or so," he muttered, observing you.
"Wouldn't it be easier to find someone else suitable?"
"And who would that be?" he challenged, making you purse your lips as no name came to mind.
"...Why is your social circle so small?" you sighed, making him chuckle.
"All the more precious you are to me, my dear," he teased as he gently pulled your chin to face him, making your face burn red as you pulled away.
"Use those words to woo some woman instead of me! Honestly, your mother has been asking me when you and Sherlock are gonna give her grandchildren..." you scolded as you walked off, making him lightly laugh as he followed you out.
"How are they? Mother and father," he asked as he followed you to the entrance.
"They're good... Been waiting for you and Sherlock to visit, though," you added, making him chuckle.
"Duly noted,"
"Oh, and do me a favor," you tapped your shoes as you grabbed your coat, "Tell Mrs. Holmes we're just friends? She doesn't believe me when I say so," you tiredly sighed, making Mycroft sadly smile.
"...I'll see what I can do," he replied, putting on your hat and patting your head.
"Then, when do you wanna go dance? For practice," you asked as you adjusted your hat.
"You can come visit here whenever you are free to practice," he reassured, making you huff.
"All right... But don't go crying to me when your toes are bleeding after," you warned as you walked out, waving goodbye to Mycroft.
"I will mail you the medical bill," he retorted, waving goodbye as he watched you walk home, letting out a breath.
"Perhaps confirming Mother's suspicions was a mistake..."
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joanquill · 2 months
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"Surprise!"
okay sherlock x reader he comes back from the 3 years time skip amd realised he and yn have a child. the child looks 50 % like hime and 50 % like yn. is there a chance that it can be headcanons?
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Sherlock Holmes
Tag/s: Established Relationship, Mother!Reader Post-Timeskip Warning/s: SPOILERS!... Kind of?
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You only found out you were pregnant a few weeks after the funeral.
You thought you were just going through grief, but your doctor confirmed you were with child.
Considering Sherlock was your only lover and with the estimated delivery time, it all lined up to be his.
John and Miss Hudson were there every step of the way.
John made sure you and the baby were in perfect health, and Miss Hudson helped you with everything you needed.
Even Mycroft bought and paid for everything you required. He would even visit you and check in to see if you and his future niece or nephew are okay.
And with Sherlock confirming his survival, you were both ecstatic and nervous to meet him again, unsure how he would react to his child.
Now, three years have passed, and you and your child are living happily in your home.
They looked like the perfect mix of you and Sherlock... despite them having more of their father's intellect and personality.
The Holmes genes are strong in this one.
But they were absolutely perfect in your eyes.
 As you were about to go out and celebrate Valentine's with some chocolate, you found yourself opening your door to Sherlock with your child in your arms.
"Mom? Who's that?" your child asked innocently, looking at Sherlock, whose face was in complete shock, just like yours.
"...Ah..." your child muttered, understanding the situation.
"I always thought my father's supposed death was abnormal..." they muttered, snapping you both out of it.
You called your child's name in a scolding voice, putting them down on the couch.
"Your father?" Sherlock asked your child, making you freeze.
"Yes. The great detective Sherlock Holmes, as Uncle John would write in his books," your child confirmed, making you internally cry.
You took a deep breath as you faced Sherlock, an awry smile on your face.
"Surprise...!"
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joanquill · 2 months
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"Hey, wanna take advantage of the couple's discount today?" + "Wanna go fake-propose at every restaurant we can find to get free dessert?"
William and Little Sister Holmes Fluff Romantic Prompts 6 & 7 (and could you also make it so that during all of this, little sister holmes is trying to get info on the lord of crimes a.k.a. william)
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William James Moriarty
A/N: The reader is Sherlock and Mycroft's younger sister. Tag/s: Holmes!Fem!Reader, Fluff
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You sighed for the nth time of the day, kicking a small pebble as you walked along the street.
You glanced over to the shops and saw your reflection on one's display and the reflections of Mycroft's men, whom he graciously gave you as your bodyguards after seeing your suitors who visited you this Valentine's Day.
What surprised you was Sherlock agreeing with Mycroft.
You clicked your tongue as you kicked the pebble stronger, making it skip a few feet away.
You looked around the streets for an escape, hoping to avoid the eyes of your elder brothers until...
'Huh?' you questioned as you spotted a familiar blond with scarlet eyes entering a stationery store.
'William James Moriarty?' you recognized, seeing him look intently at the different kinds of pen and paper.
You gasped and smiled to yourself as a plan formulated in your mind, an opportunity to mess with your brothers.
And now, seeing the growing crowd coming out of the department store nearby, you have found your chance.
You swiftly crossed the street, hastening your pace as you merged with the crowd.
You snickered as you saw your guards stumble and get pushed back, frantically looking around for you.
You triumphly hummed to yourself as you walked over to William, tapping his shoulder.
"Lord Moriarty," you politely greeted, "It's been a while," you smiled at his surprised expression, slowly turning into a smile.
"Miss Holmes," he took off his top hat with a smile, "It truly has been ages," he added, making you smile.
"What brings you here?"
"Just felt like it," you shrugged, a mischievous smile still on your face, " Say... You don't happen to be courting anybody, do you?"
William raised his brow with a smile.
"Quite direct. Aren't we, my lady?"
"Just making sure no one would be upset or get hurt with my proposition for you," you grinned, making William smirk.
"And that would be...?"
"Be my Valentine's date?"
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William blinked twice at your question, making you laugh.
"I beg your pardon?" William asked as you continued to laugh.
"For pretend, of course," you reassured, still chuckling, "My brothers have been really annoying with giving me bodyguards after seeing my suitors, so I want to teach them a lesson," you explained, making him lightly laugh.
"And so you want me to pretend to be one of them?"
"A fake proposal also wouldn't hurt," you shrugged, "Besides, I heard there's been quite the sale for couples this Valentine's Day," you coerced, making him chuckle.
'And with his title and how much Sherlock praises his intelligence, maybe he has some ideas on the lord of crime,' you thought, looking at William.
"...I don't see why not," William answered, making you beam.
"So you agree?" William nodded in response, making you internally cheer.
"Yes. It might be quite interesting," William answered, a dangerous gleam shining in his eyes as he gave you his hand.
You felt a shiver run down your spine, making you scoff.
'Ahh... Now I see...' you grinned, taking his hand and giving it a firm shake.
"Then, it's a deal. Lord Moriarty,"
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joanquill · 2 months
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Reader with a Tattoo, Piercing (+ other details) Headcanons with Albert and Sherlock
How Albert and Sherlock would react to the reader having a tattoo, piercing, glasses, and long, wavy, thick hair in a braid.
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Albert James Moriarty and Sherlock Holmes
A/N: The request had specific details, so I apologize for the title and the summary; I wasn't sure what to put on it :') Also, I forgot to say the Valentine's event is open ^^" you can check the rules here ^^ Tag/s: Fem!Reader, Headcanons, Long Warning/s: Historically inaccurate
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Now, judgemental and prying eyes are nothing new to you.
Whether it's because of the spider bite piercing on the left side of your lips, the color on your nails, or the moon and star tattoo on the right side of your neck, you can see them wherever you go.
You never really care what others think, knowing better than to stick your nose in other people's business.
If you're lucky, the most people do is stare at you like some attraction.
The worst is when someone tries to call the cops on you for being a criminal just because of your tattoo and piercing.
Luckily, your bangs can shield some curious eyes, and your long braided hair could hide your tattoo somewhat from the distance.
Because of the harsh greeting you always receive when you go out, you usually keep to yourself, ignoring the public as you just keep living your life.
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Albert James Moriarty
When Albert met you, you were a date to some noble, a target, moreover, showing you off like a trophy or exotic pet.
Your long, thick, and wavy hair was now tied to a braided bun, showing off your tattoo and piercing with your nails decorated in your favorite color.
It piqued his interest how you wore a piercing and sported a tattoo but questioned how you knew the noble you were with, knowing nothing of his connections to you.
He could tell you weren't enjoying the party with how the others reacted.
Asking you invasive questions, trying to touch your piercing and tattoo, and giving backhanded compliments.
Albert managed to help you, pulling you away from the public eye and leading you to the quiet gardens, letting you breathe for the first time that night.
You sincerely thanked him, unsure what you would have done if your temper got the better of you.
He planned to leave you alone that night or at least put some distance between you two, seeing as how you were bombarded with questions as the crowd got way too close for comfort.
But you insisted for him to keep you company, just in case some other party guests tried to disturb you.
Seeing as you could have some information on the target and he is curious about you, he agreed.
Apparently, you had no connection to the target before this night.
He found you while you were out and suddenly asked you to be his date, saying he would catch the eye of nobles with you on his arm.
And you only agreed because he only paid a hefty sum of money on the spot.
However, Albert warned that the noble has a history of buying women he found interesting, only for those women to disappear suddenly.
Seeing as how you almost lost your life tonight, you again thanked Albert but assured him you could fight, showing the pistol and dagger you hid underneath your dress.
Albert's smile slightly widened before going back to normal, growing more interested in you.
You spent the rest of the night talking to each other, avoiding your date, who apparently has a packet of sleeping drugs in hand, confirming your suspicions.
During your conversations, Albert noticed how your values aligned with theirs.
Your weaponry skills, which you happily showed to prove him wrong when he teased you, demonstrated to be quite handy for their cause.
And you seemed to have the determination they look for to change this cruel, unfair world.
When the party was nearly ending, Albert offered to bring you home, making sure you were safe before he and his brothers could take care of the target.
The next day, Albert told his encounter with you to his brothers, also catching their interest.
Seeing as you could be an ally, William orchestrated a test for you, and you passed.
Since then, you have been part of their group.
Your job in the group was to be Albert's partner in gathering information and fighting.
Slowly but surely, Albert fell in love with you.
Spending time with you, getting to know you better, watching you slowly come out of your shell, he knew he wanted to be by your side as his actual lover.
He even found you wearing glasses to be cute.
It wasn't hard to tell as well.
Everyone knew Albert held you in a special place in his heart, making sure you were unharmed and away from the judgemental eyes of high society.
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Sherlock Holmes
As for Sherlock, you two met coincidentally.
He was out getting groceries (after John's constant lecture on responsibility and Miss Hudson's deadly glare) when he saw you buying some food.
He saw you from the corner of his eye and immediately became intrigued.
This man has no shame as he approaches you, giving a nonchalant hello as he introduces himself and offers his hand.
You hesitantly shook his hand, giving your name as he stared at you for a few seconds.
"Huh... Never seen decorated nails on a lady before," he grinned as he held your hand up, making you pull it back.
"W-What are you-"
"-Let alone ones on hands capable of handling a sword and a gun," he grinned as he leaned down to your height, making you turn away and fix your glasses.
"And a piercing and a tattoo on exposed skin..." he continued his deduction as he looked at you with curious eyes.
"Tell me, miss... did you do all this yourself?" he asked as he brushed off your braid, exposing your neck tattoo.
You quickly hid it again and looked at him with furrowed brows, baffled and shocked at the man's character.
You excused yourself, hurriedly walking off, but Sherlock followed you, asking questions that hit the mark or just pure curiosity.
"I'm guessing from the state of your glasses you don't wear them often,"
"Tell me, why a star and a moon specifically?"
"How did you get your nails decorated?"
This went on for a while until you stopped and glared at Sherlock, politely telling him to leave you as you held back your irritation.
Sherlock nonchalantly brushed it off, saying he just wanted to know more about you.
"All right... Now listen here-" you angrily pointed at him, making him grab your hand and inspect your finger.
"I see... You use flowers for dye..." he muttered as you pulled back your hand, dusting it off.
"I think I can make a better polish..." he added, making you freeze as you looked at him.
"Here," Sherlock took out a pen and paper and wrote down his address, "Come to this place next week at noon... Don't be late," he gave you the note as he waved goodbye, leaving you in bewilderment.
Despite your better judgment, you found yourself standing in front of 221B Baker Street.
And just like he said, Sherlock made some nail polish that was shinier, better color, and lasted longer than the ones you already own.
You asked why he would make them, and he shrugged and said he thought the material could help with his job.
After that, you would visit his place from time to time, growing to like his company.
Until one day, you found yourself visiting him every day, even coming to investigations with him and John.
Sherlock would even scold you if you would arrive later than usual.
You'd never admit it, but you were truly glad Sherlock approached you that day.
Sherlock doesn't know it himself... but he would start looking for you and craving your company.
Your relationship was more platonic at the start until it started growing into something more without him noticing.
Even John noticed his best friend's change of behavior, but Sherlock would rather die than admit he's fallen for you.
...Well, not before you admit your feelings for him.
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Post Time Skip Relationship Headcanons with Sherlock
Headcanons of what your relationship with Sherlock will be like after the time skip.
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Sherlock Holmes
Tag/s: Fem!Reader, Established Relationship, Headcanons, Long Warning/s: MANGA SPOILERS! The story takes place after the three-year time-skip (as stated above)
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You and Sherlock were in a serious relationship for some time, and you knew him like the back of his hand.
You were his safe space and confidant, trusting you with his whole life and telling you everything.
So when the news broke out about the Lord of Crime, William James Moriarty, you knew Sherlock would be involved in the grand finale.
While everyone was outraged and cursed the Lord of Crime, you and Sherlock knew something was missing. One final clue.
You didn't know why, but you could tell Sherlock was getting more anxious with how tightly he held your hand during the investigation.
The whole time, you were by his side. But from the palace visit to William's letter, you knew Sherlock was hiding something from you.
Whenever Sherlock was deep in thought, he would grab your hand and turn to you, telling you how much you mean to him.
You tried to ask him why so suddenly, but he would just sadly smile and say he just wanted to let you know.
It all became apparent on the night of the Reichenbach Fall.
While others saw a hero sacrificing himself to defeat the villainous killer, you saw your lover and friend falling to their deaths.
John, Miss Hudson, and even Mycroft were consoling you, hoping to find comfort in each other.
But what shocked you was that sometime after the funeral, someone delivered you irises and lilies with a note, a message only you and Sherlock understood, with a promise of returning.
You ran up to 221B Baker Street, finding out Sherlock had also sent a letter to John indicating his survival.
You fell to your knees from shock and relief, releasing the tears and emotions you'd been holding back the whole time.
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You continued to live on, patiently waiting for Sherlock and William with John, Miss Hudson, and Mycroft.
During anniversaries and your birthday, it was almost clockwork with the deliveries of gifts and flowers with small notes.
On the other hand, you would keep your gifts in a safe place to give to Sherlock when he returns, even though you were not sure when that would be.
Until one day, you found a familiar man with long hair standing and fidgeting on your porch with a bouquet and gift box.
Out of impulse, you called out Sherlock's name, making the man turn around and confirm it was Sherlock.
Your body moved on its own as you ran to him, hugging him tightly as if he would vanish if you let him go.
And from how his whole body wrapped around you, it seemed he felt the same way.
You lightly joked about his changes, from the long hair to the cleaner attire, saying how William must have been a good influence on him.
Sherlock smiled as he reassured you he was still him, and his feelings for you were unwavering.
He apologized for the sudden appearance and explained why, telling you William sent him on a mission and needed your help as he gave you a letter from William.
Seeing how dire the situation is, you agreed and followed their plan.
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After stopping Sebastian Moran, you felt Sherlock reach for your hand, squeezing it tightly.
You smiled as you entangled your fingers with him, rubbing his knuckles reassuringly.
You and Sherlock rode a carriage back to 221B Baker Street, and Sherlock never let go of your hand.
You joked at how nervous he seemed, reassuring him they would be more than ecstatic to see him again.
Sherlock kept quiet the whole time as he suddenly asked how you felt about him, knowing how he made you wait and how much he changed.
Caught by surprise, you asked if that was why he was so nervous this whole time, and he confirmed your suspicions.
You breathed out a smile as you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, saying you still loved him after all this time, and even if he changed, that just meant you would get to know and fall in love with the new sides of him.
You felt Sherlock loosen up as he sighed in relief, leaning towards you as he breathed out: "That's good to hear..."
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After the reunion with everyone, Sherlock walked you home, hoping to spend more time with you.
You talked about what happened during the three years, how you've been, his adventures and travels.
What surprised you was how he was planning to travel again despite just arriving back in London, this time with you by his side, showing you to places he thought you would or wanted you to see.
It was quite evident with how much souvenir he got for you (he hid it behind some bushes by your place so you wouldn't get overwhelmed and it wouldn't get stolen)
And how he even bought you a new dress made with the best fabric abroad, hoping you would wear it for the dinner so you would match.
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Even during dinner, Sherlock stayed by your side and practically shielded you from Billy the Kid... who happily told you how much the great detective missed you during your absence, even with William confirming his claims.
Despite how awkward it is to hear how much Sherlock shared about you with his friends, it made you happy how Sherlock never stopped thinking about you.
During dinner, you noticed how Billy and William would glance at Sherlock as if waiting for something.
You asked the two what was going on, but they would deny it or brush it off as nothing.
Sherlock, on the other hand, regrets getting caught ring shopping by the two back in America.
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Sherlock had to pull the two away after dinner, saying to keep it a secret from you until he felt it was the right time.
Sherlock knew he had a lot to make up with you with how he left, and he plans to make it right.
He already has dates planned to rekindle the fire, hoping to slowly dissolve the distance between you two as he waits for you to reach the same place he is now.
No matter how long it is, even if it's another three years, he plans to prove how much he loves you and ask for your hand in marriage when you both feel ready.
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joanquill · 2 months
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Valentine's Day Event
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Happy Valentine's Day everyone!
I'm sorry this took so long :')
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RULES
Requests will be open from Feb. 14-16, 2024.
Only one request/story per person.
No NSFW. I will ignore those requests. Please respect my decision, thank you.
If you are requesting, please state:
The number of the prompt (or you can say your own),
Character name,
Relationship (romantic, platonic, familial, enemies, etc.), and
Type (fluff, angst, hurt, etc.).
You can add more details if you wish.
5. These will be just short stories, around 500 words.
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PROMPTS
Writing a love letter, song, or poem
Scavenger hunt
Date night
Caught making out
Confession time
"Hey, wanna take advantage of the couple's discount today?"
"Wanna go fake-propose at every restaurant we can find to get free dessert?"
"Excuse you, but I'm sweeter than any chocolate in the world,"
"Of course, I didn't forget!"
"Can you pretend to be my date for this party?"
"Wanna try that thing they do in movies?"
"Will you be my Valentine?"
"Want to spend Valentine's together inside?"
Going on a trip during Valentine's
"Try that again and I swear, I'll be Cupid just to shoot you with arrows,"
"Oh god... Why are you here?"
"Let's just stay in bed,"
"Wanna go dance?"
"What? No, it isn't. It's only– oh shit, it is Valentine's..."
"Who says Valentine's is just for couples?"
"... You're not (Name),"
Little notes or cards
Making homemade chocolates
"This reminded me of you,"
"Surprise!"
Flower picking
Stuffed toys
Marriage proposal
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joanquill · 2 months
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Valentine's Day Headcanons
How the Moriarty brothers and Sherlock ask their significant other to be their Valentine's and how they would spend the day with them.
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Albert, William, Louis James Moriarty, and Sherlock Holmes
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Albert James Moriarty
The day Albert was planning to ask you to be his Valentine, you were out on a mission.
Ever the opportunist, he took the chance to surprise you when you came home.
When you entered the manor, the entrance was lit with romantic candlelight, rose petals on the ground, and Albert holding a bouquet of roses as soft music played.
Albert happily showed you what he had prepared for your evening.
The dining room had a table decorated, sporting candles and flowers in the middle. It even had neatly folded napkins, as if you were in a high-end restaurant.
The bathroom even had a bathtub filled with bubbles and scented candles.
By the end of dinner, he asked you to be his Valentine, which you happily agreed to.
He definitely has something grand planned for the occasion.
Unfortunately, some nobles started making their move, making you and Albert work on a mission.
Nothing says romance like hunting down corrupt nobles <3
Luckily, you two finished before the end of the day and had time for Albert's plans for Valentine's.
It might be weird to see you two run towards the train station while laughing, but you both didn't care and were relieved to catch the last train.
The rest of the trip went smooth sailing... if you ignore the fact that you forgot to pack some essentials.
Nothing a shopping trip couldn't fix.
Either way, it was a Valentine's you couldn't forget.
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William James Moriarty
I think William's way of asking would be either of the two, simple and sweet, or a full-on treasure hunt... or both!
He will ask you on a library date inside the manor to unwind and relax for the afternoon.
The only thing is, the book you picked had a note inside.
It was a riddle, and you could tell at first glance it was William's little game.
You looked for him and saw him acting innocent as he read his book in his nook.
You playfully rolled your eyes as you played along to his game, making William hide his smile as he tried to focus on his book.
Each clue was filled with memories and inside jokes only the two of you shared, leading you to the last clue, which only told you to turn around and answer a question.
You did as it said and saw William holding a basket of lilies and your favorite things.
He asked you to be his Valentine's, and you happily said yes.
On the day, you and William visited Durham University and enjoyed the sights and date spots his students happily suggested.
While you two enjoyed the day, you didn't expect avoiding his students to be a side quest.
You also heard some of them joking about catching their professor on a date, hoping he would heed their advice.
Good thing William came prepared with disguises.
As the sun was about to set, William led you to the university, letting you guess what his last surprise was.
While sneaking into Durham University to use the observatory for stargazing was not one of your guesses, it was definitely a delightful experience.
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Louis James Moriarty
He practiced asking you in person countless times in front of the mirror.
How to approach you, making sure he was saying it right, not fumbling in his words, and asking you confidently.
In the morning, he tried to approach you, but he either backed out at the last minute, you two were busy with chores, or someone else was in the room.
He tried to ask again at lunch while you were preparing the food, but Master Jack entered the kitchen, offering a helping hand.
Night came, and Louis was practically defeated.
But he settled in leaving you an extra treat during dinner to ask you instead.
It didn't help his nerves when you sat beside him at the dinner table, though.
As Louis prepared everyone's desserts, you had an extra small plate of elegant chocolate-covered strawberries with chocolate syrup writing: "Will you be my Valentine's?"
In shock, you looked at Louis, who was facing away from you as he gave everyone their dessert.
You smiled as you waited for him to finish.
As Louis gave the last dessert, he hurriedly over to his spot, trying to avoid your gaze as he sat down.
You softly tugged his sleeve and whispered yes, making Louis freeze up as he tried to settle down his burning face.
Fortunately, everyone thought he just had too much to drink that night.
For Valentine's Day, Louis prepared a cozy date for you two to enjoy in the manor. (his brothers made sure no one would bother you two on the day)
Cooking together, making chocolate, trying new recipes, dancing while no one's looking, reading books, snuggling under the covers, and just spending the whole day together sums up your Valentine's.
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Sherlock Holmes
Romance isn't exactly this man's forte.
You were walking to 221B Baker Street as Sherlock asked you, but you were surprised to see no one was there.
You carefully walked up to their flat and saw the surprise on the table.
He will most likely leave a real human heart in a glass container with a card saying: "Will you be my Valentine's?" to ask you.
How is it still beating in there? You will never know.
But hey, at least he's got the spirit!
When you check the card, you see it had instructions to open a specific drawer.
Debating whether to ignore or follow along and be greeted by a human brain, you complied and opened the drawer carefully.
Inside were paper iris flowers, a small teddy bear, chocolates, and a pen with another card written Yes and No on it.
You circled yes.
You found out he, John, and Miss Hudson were hiding nearby, unsure how to face you if you didn't agree (despite already dating)
If there isn't a case during Valentine's, he'll likely have a date all over London. He'll take you to places and spots he saw or visited during investigations and wanted to take you there.
During your date, he'll probably get you the most random stuff he wants to give you, ranging from random flowers to a peculiar antique he'd think you like or wants you to have.
When a case does come up, he'll try to put it on hold. But you could tell he really wanted to take it, so your date became an investigation.
He still tries to make it romantic and fun for both of you, thanking you for letting him work, but you reassured him it was still fun watching him deduce and work on a case.
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"Do you believe in ghosts?"
I Hope it's okay if i make Another request. So 25, fluff and Comedy Horror? the character is Henry antrim ( Billy the kid) and it was befor he Met william and sherly So my idea was that he and, YN his Girlfriend have a Mission and have to go w horses bc they can't go there w a train anyways, they started talking abt Stuff like ghosts and he thought it would be Funny to stacre her a little but when they had to Stop some scary Stuff happend but it all go well. I Hope this doesent Sound strange or somethink and sorry if it's a Bit much.
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Billy the Kid
A/N: This is set before Billy meets William and Sherlock. Tag/s: Established Relationship
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"Psst... (N/N)..." Billy whispered as you kept your eyes shut, turning away from him.
The horses neighed behind you as you kept still on the ground, your head resting on a pillow as the crickets sang you a lullaby in the forest.
"Are you asleep already?"
"...Yes..."
"Good! Because I have a story that will wake you up," Billy smiled as he pulled you up by your wrists, making you groan in protest.
"Billy, we need to sleep..."
"The sunset was just minutes ago! It's way too early for us to sleep,"
"Then let me rephrase, I want to sleep... We barely got any from our last job," you argued, making him pout.
"Okay..." he replied in a sing-song voice as he laid back down, making you sigh.
"...What's your story...?" you hesitantly asked, making him beam and sit up straight.
"Do you believe in ghosts?"
'That idiot..!' you cursed as you hid under your makeshift blanket, Billy's ghost story keeping you up as you watched the surrounding greenery intensely.
"They say around these parts there's a ghost lurking around... stealing wandering travelers left and right until there's no trace left of them. Not even their possessions, as if they vanished into thin air."
'I'm going to kill him first thing in the morning...!' you sighed as you came out of your hiding spot.
"Hey, Billy!" you angrily called out, "Don't you think you went too-" you looked over to Billy's spot and saw it was empty, making you freeze.
"Billy?" you called out, grabbing your weapon as you looked around.
'I didn't sense or hear anybody...' you thought, slowly walking up to the horses.
'Where the hell did he go? Don't tell me...' you shuddered, remembering Billy's ghost story.
'Don't tell me he got-' "-Oh, you're awake!"
You jumped at the voice as you quickly attacked in the voice's direction.
"Easy there!" the voice chuckled as a hand grabbed your wrist, making you stop and see that it was only Billy.
"Billy!" you called out in exasperation and relief.
"Where were you!?"
"I was just getting more firewood," he lifted the dry branches in his arms, throwing them to the campfire.
"Why? Did you miss me already?" he teased, catching you by surprise.
"No," you quickly denied, embarrassed to even think a ghost would take him.
"Is that so?" he egged on with a mischievous smile on his face, making you look away from him.
"If you're scared, we can just sleep next to each other,"
"Who said I was scared!?"
Morning came peacefully as Billy slowly got up, stretching his body.
"(N/N)... What should we do for breakfast...?" he yawned as he reached out to you, but he felt nothing.
"(N/N)?" he called out again as he turned to you, seeing an empty space.
"Haha, very funny..." he dryly laughed as he looked around.
"All right! You got me... Where are you?" he cupped his hands around his mouth as he looked around your spot.
Looking around, he caught numerous footsteps and horseshoe marks on the ground.
'...Whoops...'
"I guess that ghost story was just these bandits, huh?" Billy smiled as you hugged his torso tightly.
Your kidnappers groaned in pain as they lay on the back of your horse, following you and Billy.
"I blame you..."
"Yes, yes... Sorry," Billy apologized in a wishy-washy voice as he kept his eyes on the road.
"...But thank you... for rescuing me," you muttered, making him smile.
"We still have time before we reach the next town, you know?" he commented, making you perk up your head.
"You can just relax back there and sleep, I'll handle the rest."
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"...I am going to die."
Number: 27 Character: Albert Relationship: romantic Genre: angst to fluff (If you agree🤭)
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Albert James Moriarty
Warning/s: Blood, Violence Tag/s: Angst to Fluff
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You groaned in pain as you fell onto the ground, crawling with your forearms.
"Pathetic..." your hooded attacker scoffed as he grabbed you by the hair and threw you to the ground.
You hissed as the attacker stepped on your back, keeping you in place as he loaded his gun.
You cursed under your breath as you struggled against his weight, seeing a knife not too far from you.
'Move...!'  you urged yourself as your attacker crushed you under his heel.
'If I don't get out... I am going to die...!'  you shakingly took your arm out, reaching for the knife.
As your attacker lined up his gun to your head, a gunshot echoed in the room as your attacker stumbled, blood spattering out of the side of his head.
You sighed in relief as you heard footsteps, seeing Albert holding a smoking sniper rifle.
"(Y/N)...!" he rushed to your side as he gently lifted you, seeing your bloodied body.
As Albert lifted you, you cried out in pain and gripped his arm, making him freeze.
Albert frowned as he let you down again, unsure how to carry you out of the room to get treatment.
"Hold on, I'll call for the others..." he gently set you down, making sure your injuries weren't pressured, but you quickly grabbed his arm.
"It's no use..." you coughed, your body slacking off as your breaths became heavy and ragged.
"No, no..." Albert muttered as he held your head high, trying to keep you awake.
"(Y/N), please... Stay with me...!" he begged, slowly lifting you again as you shakingly gripped his shirt.
"Albert, I..." you called out, making him lean toward you.
"I..." you whispered, pulling yourself closer to him.
"...Bleeeggghhh...!" you exaggerated as your body went limp, making Albert lightly laugh.
"Cut!" William called out as Albert let you down, and your "attacker", Sebastian, stood up from the ground.
"Is all of this really necessary?" Sebastian sighed as he removed his hood, wiping the fake blood off the side of his head.
"What? Are you questioning Will's methods?" you grinned, dusting your ragged costume.
"Of course not," Sebastian confidently replied, "But it is a little embarrassing..." he muttered, making you chuckle.
"I guess that's true..." you nervously laughed, feeling how hot your face was the whole time you were acting while the others were watching your performances intently.
"That reminds me, why can't Bonde do it?" you questioned, seeing the man fixing Albert's makeup.
'...Does he even need makeup...?'  you and Sebastian thought, watching the scene.
"Because he is assigned to a different task," William answered as Louis nodded.
"But wouldn't it be better for an acting veteran to take my job?" you added, knowing William is fully aware of your skills.
"That may be true, but it is still important to take into consideration the two's chemistry," William explained, looking over to Albert.
"And I believe you are the perfect match for Albert-nii-san," William concluded, catching you by surprise.
"You mean for the mission, right?" you asked, but he only smiled at you.
"Right...?" you asked again, but he just kept his smile.
"Shall we rehearse the scene again?" he clapped, catching everyone's attention as they all went to their first positions.
"H-Hey, William! Don't ignore me!"
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