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Anthea x Male Reader

Request- Can you write Annthea from Shazam x Male Reader (romantic)?

Anthea is starting to like living on Earth. There is so much stuff that she wants to experience and she gets excited about it. You met Anthea because of Billy and Freddy, at first, you didn't believe that she is a god. You thought Billy and Freddy were trying to do a prank on you.

“Hi, Y/n. Where is everyone?” Anthea smiled.

“Hey. Well, something came up but we can hang out together if you want” You said.

“I don't mind spending time with you. What should we do?” Anthea said.

“Well, what do you want to try?” You asked.

She starts to think for a few seconds then she gets an idea.

“I saw this online and I thought maybe we can try?” Anthea said.

On her phone, she showed you a video of the Merry-Go-Round.

“We can do that? I'm surprised you never tried that” You said.

“I lived a long time with my sisters up there,” Anthea said.

“Right. Okay, let's go!” You said.

You take her to the mall and get on the merry-go-round. You two sit on the horses right next to each other, and the ride starts to go around.

“What else does this machine do” Anthea smiled.

“This is it. It just goes around and nothing else happens” You said.

“Oh,” Anthea said.

“You don't like it?” You asked.

“No, I like it. I just thought it would do something else” Anthea said.

“Good. What else is on your list?” You said.

She starts to talk about the list and before you and Anthea leave the mall, she starts to smell thing wonderful. And she smelled the cinnamon rolls and starts to ask questions about it.

“They are called cinnamon rolls,” You said.

“Do they taste sweet or sour?” Anthea said.

“Sweet. Look, I will buy some for us and I know you will like them” You said.

You and Anthea get on the line, you tell her why people like it. You ordered the snack then you and Anthea sit down together. You take out the first cinnamon roll and give it to her.

“How do I eat it?” Anthea asked.

“Just take a bite, Anthea” You smiled.

She takes a bite and starts to chew. You wait for her reaction before you eat your cinnamon roll. Now, she is starting to smile and she takes another bite then you start to eat.

“I can see why, people like it so much Y/n!” Anthea smiled.

“There are more in the box,” You said.

You and Anthea keep eating. Later, you see a photo booth and you told her what it does. She wants to try it, you put in the quarters and get inside with her. At first, you and Anthea start to do funny faces. She wanted to do it again, but this time before the last picture she kissed you on the cheek. The machine caught the moment and in the picture, your eyes are opened wide.

You were about to kiss her on the lips, but someone ruined the moment. Someone pulled the curtain and then apologized. You and Anthea grabbed the pictures and then left the mall.

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You take her to the amusement park and she can't stop smiling. You had to explain why everyone is here and what is there to do. First, she wants to go on the rollercoaster then you two get on the line.

“Everyone seems to like the ride, Y/n,” Anthea said

“Yeah, in a little bit, you will see why,” You said.

After a while of waiting, you and Anthea get on the ride. At first, it starts to go slow toward the top, but you are feeling nervous. Once it went down and go extremely fast, you and Anthea start to scream. She grabbed your hand and she is holding your hand tight. Your hand does hurt a little bit but you don't move your hand away, but you two keep screaming during the ride.

After the ride, you and Anthea can't stop smiling at each other. You and Anthea sit down on the bench and rest for a little bit.

“Wow, Y/n that was so much fun!” Anthea said.

“Yeah, riding the roller coaster is fun,” You said.

“I’m sorry for holding your hand tight. Is your hand okay?” Anthea said.

“My hand is okay, you didn't break any bones,” You said.

“Good” Anthea smiled.

Later, you and Anthea went to play games. You teach her how to throw a basketball and she made her first shot. She felt excited then she hugged you tight, she can't smile. She won a small plush and she picked the bear with a dinosaur hoodie. She kissed your cheek and you start to smile.

“What was that for?” You asked.

“For helping me win, Y/n,” Anthea said.

“Yeah” You smiled

She moved closer to you then you felt her lips on yours. Her tongue goes in your mouth and you start to kiss her back.

✬ ✬ ✬ ✬

You and Anthea have been spending more time together. She is developing strong feelings for you and she feels nervous around you.

“Mary, can I ask a question about Y/n?” Anthea asked.

“Yeah, sure,” Mary said.

“Do you know if he has a lover?” Anthea asked.

“Wait, do you have a crush on him?“ Mary asked.

“Yes, I do like him. But I don't know if he will like me back. I like spending time with him and we did kiss one time” Anthea said.

“Oh wow! I had no idea you two kissed. I think he likes you a lot. If he didn't like you, I don't think he would have kissed you back” Mary said.

“What should I do? Do I tell him, that I like him?” Anthea said.

“Okay, slow down, Anthea. Just tell him how you feel, that's all you have to do” Mary said.

“Okay, I will try it your way,” Anthea said.

“I can't believe you like him and that you kissed him, wow I'm in shock,” Mary said.

“I really like him and I'm nervous to tell him,” Anthea said.

“Don’t be nervous and he will say yes” Mary smiled.

They start to talk about something else and they spend time together.

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You took Anthea to a roller rink because she never tried skating. You and Anthea are holding hands while skating around, she is a fast learner.

“Are you having fun?” You asked.

“Yes, I'm having fun. But it was funny when you fell” Anthea said.

“No, that was not funny,” You said.

She is smiling at you. You and Anthea start to skate a little fast and she is holding your hand a little tight. Then you and Anthea get out of the rink and rest for a little while on the bench. You and Anthea put back on the sneakers when went to play at the arcade. You and Anthea start to play a zombie two-player game, you are telling her how to play. You and Anthea have to use the guns in order to play the game together.

“Y/n, what do I do?” Anthea asked.

Zombies are surrounding her character.

“I’m trying to save you, but there are too many zombies,” You said.

You two lost in the game, but you two are smiling at each other.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend? I really like you and I really like being around you” Anthea said.

“I was going to ask you that too,” You said.

“You want me to be your boyfriend?” Anthea asked.

“Oh, no no I didn't mean like that. I meant I was going to ask if you wanted to be my girlfriend. And I really like you a lot, Anthea. Do you want to go on a date?” You said.

“Y/n, I would like to go on a date with you” Anthea smiled.

You moved closer to her and you kiss her on the lips. She wrapped her arms around you and starts to kiss you back, then she smiled at you. Then you and Anthea stare into each other eyes, then you kissed her again.

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y/n and anthea dance

they both smile as they

anthea: i love you for eternity

y/n: i love you too

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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year

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Yandere! Anthea x Male Reader

Y/N tries to head to the door…

Anthea spins the whole room around…

Y/N: Ann! I have to get us groceries

Anthea: but I don’t want you to leave

Y/N: well we could go together

Anthea: okay! Can we get some Gatorade?

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anonymoussherlockandmarvelgeek · 1 year

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30 notes - Posted May 20, 2022

CAKE FIGHT (MYCROFT X READER, JOHNLOCK)

(A/n: my other attempt at writing one-shots, I'm sorry if they're OOC)

This one-shot was inspired by this blog

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As I removed the newly baked cake from the oven, my phone told me that someone had messaged me. I put the cake on the counter, grabbed my phone, and saw that it was my buddy, Aileen.

Hey Y/n/n I have an idea - Aileen

What is it? - Y/n

We visit Mycroft's office and hurl a cake at Him. -Aileen

What? Why the sudden urge to throw a cake at someone? - Y/n

It will be entertaining, but only after we have completed it, as I might be detained by MI5 as a result, while you will escape punishment because you are his favourite.- Aileen

I suppose it is gonna be fun, are you sure I'm not gonna be in trouble because I'm pretty sure I might get arrested as well -Y/n

In that case, we should be ready to flee if we are apprehended, but I'm confident that only I will do so. If what we did was treason, then please arrange for my funeral. -Aileen

The only problem is that we need to buy a cake. Do you know where we can get a cake?- Aileen

that's not a problem, I'm already baking one- Y/n

Great! you make the best cakes, I'll head to your flat now - Aileen

I then waited for her to show here, and a few minutes later she came. We then got to work decorating the cake and talking about what we would do if it didn't turn out well.

Timeskip

We packed a change of clothes and are now heading to Mycroft's office. When we got there, we went inside to meet Anthea who was waiting for us by the entrance. We are grateful that she decided to assist us and that she found our plan to throw a cake at Mycroft hilarious.

Anthea wished us luck as we approached Mycroft's office, and we thanked her for her advice on how to escape. I knocked on the door as Aileen stood behind me nervously anticipating throwing a cake at Mycroft, and I heard Mycroft say to enter.

Now that Aileen and I are inside Mycroft's office, I'm taking the cake out of its box as quietly as I can. We are relieved that Mycroft hasn't turned to face us just yet.

The cake is now out of the box, and Aileen and I each took a large chunk. We then counted to three and each threw a cake at Mycroft. When Mycroft finally looked up at us, he was baffled by the sudden shower of cake. Aileen and I are preparing to either evacuate the office or kneel down and apologize.

Mycroft then got up from his seat and walked up to us, his expression unreadable. By this point, Aileen and I are afraid and anxious about what is about to happen, and I'm running through a million different scenarios in my head. However, what actually happened next surprised me...

When Mycroft took a piece of cake and threw it at us, he remarked, "Oh dear, you have something on your face," and I could see a smirk on his face. Aileen and I both sighed in relief and laughed at our situation, and Mycroft also chuckled.

When I grabbed a piece of cake and threw it at them, Mycroft got a large piece of cake and threw it at me. When Aileen did the same, she didn't throw it at Mycroft; instead, she threw it at me. This resulted in the two of them teaming up to hurl cake at me.

"Why are you two working together to throw a cake at me?" I claim.

"because I'm scared of Mr Holmes and if I throw a cake at him again I might actually have to run from MI5" Aileen shrugged, and Mycroft nodded at her explanation

Mycroft remarked, "That's a nice assumption, Ms Aileen."

I muttered, "That's not fair."

Mycroft pointed out that "what's not fair my dear is the both of you barging in my office starting a cake fight," and I sulked at his comment and threw a cake at them.

We were already covered in cake splatter when Sherlock and John suddenly burst into the room. Sherlock stared at us strangely, and John struggled to contain his laughter. Sherlock then came closer to us, and you wouldn't believe what he did: HE TOOK A BIG CHUNK OF CAKE AND THREW IT AT MYCROFT! and John watched from the sidelines as the cake fought began once more.

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38 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

WHERE CAN I BUY THIS?! I NEED IT

43 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

Sherlock x John

Idea by: @emaster875 @cloudywinds

additional tags: @flynnsonlyfans @eggzandshit @sourgrapes-aa

(A/N: I'm sorry if they're both OOC I'm very new to this and sorry if there are any grammatical error, English is not my first language)

Mycroft had just answered a call and had moved to the landing area for some privacy when Sherlock's phone rang again, causing him to glance down at it momentarily while holding the newspaper he was reading. John frowned and tried to hide his feelings of jealousy as the notification rang, but eventually mustered the courage to ask Sherlock about the notification of the moaning woman.

John leaned forward, rubbed his hand along his pants, and asked Sherlock, "why does your phone makes that noise?"

Sherlock asked, perplexed, "what noise?" as if it were normal to receive a woman's groaning as a notification.

John nodded in the direction of the phone, trying to hide his jealousy as he said, "that noise, the one it just made."

As if John didn't know what a text alert was, Sherlock explained, "It's a text alert, means I've got a text."

John cocked his head sideways in confusion, "hmm... your texts don't usually don't make that noise,"

Sherlock said while concentrating on the newspaper, despite the fact that he was not actually reading it, "Well, somebody got hold of the phone and apparently as a joke, personalised their text alert noise."

John said, "So every time they text you..." as the text alert noise sounded once more and he felt jealous bubble inside him

Sherlock said, checking his phone, "It would seem so."

later that day

While John was reading a newspaper and thinking about how envious he was of Sherlock's text alert noise, he had an idea. He briefly looked at Sherlock's phone on the table and started his plan.

TimeSkip

Sherlock was back in the apartment in his mind while John went to the store to get some groceries. Suddenly, a low rumbling male growl groining sound startled Sherlock out of his mind palace, and he looked around the apartment to figure out where the sound was coming from. When the sound rang out again, he realized it was coming from his mobile phone.

When he checked who it was from and saw that the contact number's name was John, Sherlock turn gushing red and it took him a moment or two to gather himself before he could check what John had messaged.

I'm at the shop - JW |3:48pm|

Do you want me to get something for you? - JW |3:50 pm|

buy me some ginger nuts - SH |4:05pm|

John grinned broadly in recognition of his longer-than-usual response time, while Sherlock is trying to figure out how to hide the growing tightness in his trousers

67 notes - Posted June 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

WRONG PERSON (Mycroft x Reader)

(A/n: I'm very new to this, I'm sorry if Mycroft is a bit OOC)

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When I opened my eyes, I saw two blurry figures whisper shouting at each other. I blinked a few times to clear my vision and saw a tall curly-headed man wearing a violet dress shirt and black trousers and a slightly shorter blond man wearing a beige jumper and jeans. I woke up to the voices of two people shouting, and I discovered that my hands are tied together and my feet are tied to a chair. I also discovered that I have a terrible headache.

Since they were unaware that I was awake, I overheard some of their conversations. The blond man said, "It's not a great idea to abduct a possible lover of the most dangerous man, Sherlock!" and the man with the curly hair replied, "They're not a possible lover of Moriarty, they are his lover," Sherlock added, "Why else would he bother hiding all their information?"

"Who's Moriarty?" I asked to catch their attention, they turned to me startled "you don't know Moriarty?" the blond man asked, I nodded my head no "Sherlock, they don't know who Moriarty is! we abducted the wrong person! have you lost your mind?!!" the blond man whisper shouted, sherlock looked at me in confusion "if they aren't Moriarty's lover then why are their information hidden so well?" he said,

"They're not the consulting criminal's lover because they're mine, dear brother," someone interrupted. I turned to the door and saw Mycroft the man I've been dating for 6 months, dressed in my favourite navy blue suit

"How did I miss this?" sherlock wondered.

"You're dating Mycroft?" the blond man asked, and I just nodded yes in annoyance.

"Why is that so perplexing to you, Dr Watson?" Mycroft inquired.

"Can y'all stop talking about who's dating who for a second and untie me?" I asked sardonically.

"It's not fun being tied to a chair, especially if you have a splitting headache," I added. Dr Watson apologized and went to untie me.

"Thank you," I said, rubbing my wrist as I noticed the two Holmes brothers arguing. "Are they always like this?" I inquired, "every now and then yes," he replied, turning to the Holmes brothers, and I nodded in response.

I took a deep breath and whistled loudly with my index and pointer finger to get the boys' attention. "Are you children done yet?" I hissed, and the Holmes brothers abruptly stopped bickering. John then turned to me impressed "how did you do that?" He whispered to me, I just shrugged

Sherlock then suddenly looks at me and Mycroft rolling his eyes at what antics his brother is about to do, "He's gonna do "the tell your story in one glance" at me isn't he?" I whispered to John, and John nodded in response

"computer engineer, has a very low self-esteem, not in a good relationship with their family, intellectual-" sherlock started "Brilliant" Mycroft interrupted "what?" Sherlock asked "their intelligence is brilliant" Mycroft stated, I blushed at his word

Sherlock remarked, "very clumsy person showing by their fresh papercut on their hand, and a bruise on their elbow, has a pet dog." I laughed at his last remark, and he looked at me perplexed. "I don't have a pet dog, Sherlock, I always pet the neighbours' dog whenever I pass by it. And beside Mycroft won't let me have one," I murmur the last part

Because Y/n can cook and bake, Sherlock added a side comment about Mycroft's weight, and Mycroft added a deduction about his beloved. Sherlock then continued his deduction.

"I must say brother mine they're a keeper, are you sure you didn't pay them to date you," I threw the nearest item I first had, a pillow, and hit him in the head; he then looked at me bewildered, John laughed and Mycroft snickered, "what was that for?" Sherlock asked, throwing the pillow back to the couch, "but nice aim," Sherlock said with a smirk.

"I approve of them, Mycroft, they seem to have the patience to handle your mood swings and iceman persona, at least because they're here you won't be bothering me," Sherlock said

"I've never needed your permission for my personal matters, brother mine," Mycroft said as he approached my side and examined my wrist, as well as the previously mentioned papercut and elbow bruises.

"yes, however, you may use my judgement as you see fit. both of you."Sherlock said then told me all of Mycroft's flaws such as his weight's insecurities and the way he uses his position in the government to spy on people, "are you done, Brother Mine?" Mycroft interrupts Sherlock's story about a person at Bart's that dated the dangerous man that he thought I was dating

"if you don't mind, we will be off," Mycroft said picking up my coat and helping me wear it and picking up my bag that was on the couch, I said my farewell to Sherlock and John and went downstairs with Mycroft

Mycroft opened the door for me and help get in the car, he went inside on the other side and then tap the window 3 times to signify the driver to start the vehicle

I was contemplating what Sherlock had said as I stared out the window when I felt a hand on my knee. I turned to see Mycroft and he was already looking at me. I smiled at him and entwined our fingers together, and he squeezed them and smiled back. I sat closer to him and lay my head on his shoulder and slowly fell asleep as he kissed my head.

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vintagevalentinex · 4 years

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Decode, III

Alright folks! Here is the next installation!

Please be gentle. There are elements in this chapter that are very personal to me. Some from personal experience, so I apologize if this “reader” isn’t exactly like you.

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Decode, III by vintagevalentinexx Mycroft Holmes x Reader ~1825 words

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.

You steadied your breathing as you leaned against the wall in the hallway. You hated when people stared like that, as if you were something other than a human being. You dealt with those looks your entire life. It was hard for you to help; you couldn’t help how easily some things came to you, it was just the way your mind worked. It was the way you were hard-wired, and yet it was as though you were penalized for it. The memories of grade school came rushing back, being bored because you had finished your work, being yelled at for reading a book, being made fun of and ridiculed by the other kids because you were more interested in ancient civilizations and cultures instead of MTV. You kept your eyes shut as you tried to calm yourself down, feeling your heart slowly retain its normal speed.

“I suppose we got off on the wrong foot, Professor.”

Your eyes snapped open, revealing Mycroft Holmes staring intently at you. It wasn’t in an overly affectionate way. It was more out of curiosity. His eyes lit up with understanding as you tried not to wither under his gaze.

“(Y/N), please call me (Y/N)…”

“There is absolutely nothing wrong with you, (Y/N). If anything, there’s something wrong with all of them.”

You smiled softly, gratefully at him, feeling your breathing return to normal.

“Thank you, Mr. Holmes.”

Before he could even speak, another voice joined the conversation.

“Really now Mycroft, deducing the professor without her knowledge? For shame.”

“As if you’re one to talk, Sherlock. I’m sure that (Y/N) doesn’t mind.”

“Oh so you’re on a first name basis now? How sweet.”

“She told us her name in the car, Sherlock.”

You were going to get whiplash with how quickly your head moved back and forth as you listened to them bicker yet again.

“Could you two please stop for one moment?! What are you going on about?”

They both looked at you now; you were starting to really hate that.

“Mycroft was deducing you, not comforting you, Professor.”

“Deducing me?”

Mycroft took a deep breath, looking almost guilty as he had been found out.

“Sherlock it’s not the appropriate time or place for—“

“Nonsense. Now Professor…By observing the way that you are dressed, it is quite simple to surmise that you strive to appear feminine, something that the overwhelming majority of your colleagues is not. By overtly dressing in a manner which is quite opposite to that of the people whom which you work, it is a clear choice that you have made. If I were to guess, my thought would be that it has been a way for you to stand out amongst your colleagues. In a male dominated field such as yours, you have needed to be able to stand out as to not fall to the wayside. Because of the demographics in your field, you have constantly had to prove yourself worthy of recognition and praise—“

“How did—“

“That brings us to the quality of your clothing. It is actually quite good quality, which informs us that you invest in items that you wish to last. While you may appear to be superficial and materialistic, you in all actuality just maintain your belongings as can be evidenced by the black permanent marker covering up the scuffing on your shoes—“

“I…I…”

“Sherlock, please—“

“Furthermore, from your behavior from before and now out here it is quite obvious that you, despite your superior intellect, suffer from anxiety dealing with social situations, and I would venture to guess in other situations as well. This probably stems from several childhood experiences that—“

“Enough, Sherlock!”

You weren’t sure how you felt about the elder Holmes, but at that moment you were truly appreciative that he was able to make Sherlock stop. At first, it was quite impressive that Sherlock was able to pull information merely from what you were wearing. But as he continued, it became more and more uncomfortable for you to be scrutinized in such a manner. Before he began he stated that Mycroft was deducing you as well. Did he come to all those conclusions as well? This was just too much. You didn’t ask for any of this, and you weren’t going to stick around for it any longer. Sherlock faced you once more, amusement shining in his eyes.

“My apologies, (Y/N). I wasn’t aware that you would be so…sentimental.”

You looked him right in the eyes, trying to keep your temper and feelings in check.

“While that is quite impressive, Sherlock, it only took me a mere glance at you to know that you are an immature prick. Now seeing as I was brought here against my own volition and I am not getting compensated for any of this…this…lunacy, I will be leaving. I hope to never waste another breath speaking to you.”

You turned away from the brothers, squaring your shoulders as you made your way towards the exit, feeling hot tears threatening to escape.

It was easy enough to hail a cab, giving the cabbie the directions back to your hotel. Before you sped away, you gave one last glance toward the doors of the precinct, your eyes catching the older, wiser ones of Mycroft Holmes.

By the time you arrived back to your hotel you were absolutely exhausted. Between giving an important presentation to further your career, being introduced to both of those Holmes brothers, and the nonsense down at Scotland Yard, you had certainly had your fill of London for a very long time. You were longing for your own bed, and a stack of finals that would await your grading the following week. All you wanted to do now was have a glass of wine, a bubble bath, and some peace before your flight tomorrow morning.

“Pardon me, but it seems as though my room key isn’t working.”

The women at the desk typed in your information, her eyebrows furrowing.

“I’m sorry ma’am, but you are correctly checked out of your room. Quite recently actually…”

“That’s impossible! I’ve been out of the hotel nearly all day. Please, is there something you can do? Where are my belongings?!”

“That’s all I can tell you ma’am. If you’re belongings aren’t on your person, there is not much I can do for you.”

You were about to give the reception a piece of your mind when you heard someone call your name.

“Excuse me, are you (Y/N)?”

You looked up, a pretty brunette with her eyes glued to her phone apparently was speaking to you.

“Um yes, yes I am. Can I help you?”

“All of your things have been moved to your new room, out of this decrepit hotel—“

Decrepit? This wasn’t the best hotel in all of London, but you sure as hell weren’t staying in a hostel…

“You are being put in more suitable accommodations. You should find that all of your belongings are there.”

“First of all, who the hell do you think you are switching my reservations? I am certainly not paying for all of this? How were you able to do this in the first place? Who the hell are you?!”

You tried to keep your voice down but you had had enough for one evening. It was at this point the pretty brunette looked up from her phone.

“My name is Anthea. I work with Mr. Holmes, and he has tasked me with making sure that you are given proper hotel accommodations for your stay in London. Now if you would please come with me…”

“Did you say Mr. Holmes? Please tell me it’s not the one with the curly hair…because I’m a mere moment away from eviscerating him.”

She laughed, “No, but that does sound like him. Please follow me; I’m sure you are quite tired.”

What other choice did you have? Hopefully you wouldn’t end up dead in a ditch. It was only for one night, after all.

You were barely in the room as you let out a soft gasp. It was the most luxurious thing you’d ever seen. Was this really necessary? Plush carpeting, soft lighting, and a bed that looked as though if you lied down in it you would have to be surgically removed from its comfort.

“Why…why did he do this?”

Without even looking up from her phone, Anthea replied. “He wanted to extend his gratitude for your help earlier in the day…and his apologies for the event following your help. Goodnight.”

She’s a real conversationalist.

You looked around the room, seeing that all your things had been put neatly away, the bed turned down for you, a bottle of wine next to the bed. You spied a note on the pillow.

(Y/N),

I deeply apologize for my brother’s antics earlier today. He seems to have no understanding over decorum as well as minding his own business. Please accept this upgrade to your lodgings as a request for forgiveness.

I must say, I was quite impressed with the ease at which you solved the coded message. Perhaps the Scotland Yard could use your help.

I do hope to hear from you soon.

–M

You fell asleep in your clothes, too tired to even move, and too comfortable to escape the clutches of the bed.

[3 New Voicemails.]

Great, what could this be now?

[4:45 am] We deeply apologize, but your scheduled flight has been cancelled. Please call back at your earliest convenience to reschedule.

Wonderful.

[5:00 am] Hello (Y/N), I know it’s early over there but it’s quite late here. I am so pleased to hear that you are helping the Scotland Yard in such a riveting case. Do not worry about your request; take all the time you need in helping them solve their case! Let me know how it goes!

What the hell? I never put in any kind of leave of absence at the university? What is going on?

[5:15 am] Professor, this is Detective Inspector Lestrade. Please give us a ring when you can. We have two more coded messages that we could use your help on.

What is happening? Who moved my flight and called the University?

[1 New Text Message.]

[6:44 am] I hope by now you understand what has been put into motion. I apologize for the abruptness of it all, but it had to be done. Allow me to make it up to you in some way. Please let me know, this number is secure. –M

You were going to kill him. How dare he? He’d better have more than one pretty little girl surrounding him when you got your hands on him.

You furiously texted him back on your phone, throwing it across the bed when you were done.

[6:51 am] Fuck off.

Next Part!

#sherlock #mycroft #mycroft holmes #mycroft holmes x reader #mycroft holmes/reader #slow burn #reader insert #mycroft is bae

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mxsinistir · 5 years

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Protective (Mycroft x Reader)

Requested by fanfictionislove

Summary: The reader has just exited an abusive relationship and is now being stalked. Your friend Mycroft has lost his temper with your ex.

You had made it very clear that your relationship with [ex’s name] was over. And even when he continued to persist and beg for you to get back together, you figured that realization would sink in if you just left him alone.

Well, it had been four months since the breakup, and it seems things had only gotten worse.

Aggressive sticky notes with cute thumb-tacks on your door had turned into threats stabbed up against your door with a kitchen knife.

The potted plants that you kept on your windowsill had been shattered mercilessly, the blood from his hands still strewn over your driveway amongst the broke ceramic.

Messages to every single one of your social media accounts. You gave up trying to block him; he’d come back with a new account every time.

“Mycroft, what if the news gets a hold of it?” You’d taken to confiding in the only half-friend you had. “I can’t let the press figure out I have a stalker.”

“Certainly not,” He added, “A fundamental female member of a Government being hunted down by a misunderstood ex-boyfriend . . . The press would butcher you.”

“Thanks for the encouragement,” You sighed sarcastically, leaning over Mycroft’s coffee table, observing the draft for a bill that was scheduled to be put on the Parliament floor in a few days. Beside it was the ways that you and Mycroft could try and prevent it from passing.

“I could make him disappear at your word,”

“Mycroft, problems can’t just be solved like that!” You insisted, looking up from the bill draft in shock.

“Well, I beg to differ but alright.” Said the British Government, “I’m just telling you that I can call Anthea right now and I promise you will never hear from the man again.” Somehow, the death-threatening retained the trademark poshness and civility of his voice.

“He hasn’t hurt me yet, it’s just empty threats.” You settled him down, “And frankly, the press catching wind of my ex’s murder certainly wouldn’t be a good look for me.”

“As you wish,” Mycroft complied, “Now, we have a Brexit deal to stop.”

“[Ex ] [Ex Middle Name] [Ex Surname].” The man spun around with a shriek; if there was one thing he didn’t want to hear when he was standing alone in the centre of an abandoned warehouse, it was his full name echoing ambiently through the shadows from a voice he did not know. “You live on 3100 Cornelius Street, and you live alone. Both of your parents are dead, and you do not have a significant other because you are too caught up with one [y/n] [s/n].”

“Who the hell are you?” [Ex] screamed. He’d expected to see you waiting for him here with an apology and a kiss. His text from you had offered him a location, a time, and a kiss emoji; it didn’t explain the strange male voice from the dark corners of the lonely warehouse.

What he did not know was that the text was sent from [y/n]’s cyber-savvy friend called Anthea, who had taken the liberty of hacking into her iCloud to invite their target out to this place.

“However, digging deeper, I finally understand why you cling so closely to her.” The voice continued, “You think because she’s a part of the federal government, it will save you from the mounting tax evasion charges that I now have against you? You really are stupid.”

“Who. Are. you?” [Ex] repeated, his voice trembling and raising octaves at a time. Mycroft Holmes revealed himself, the hollowed click of his umbrella a steady, haunting tapping that surrounded the warehouse.

“I am someone who is very. . . concerned about [Y/n].”

“Are you their boyfriend?”

“My relationship with them doesn’t matter.” Mycroft took a few daring steps towards the quivering man. “All you need to know is that given a proper reason, I can make you disappear.”

Mycroft never yelled; when he was angry, the politeness would disappear from his voice, and in its place, there would be a cold and frighteningly low note of warning. That was what [ex] was hearing now.

He opened his mouth to try and offer a defence; to futile try and convince Mycroft that he was anything but a snivelling, conniving coward.

“Don’t reply,” Mycroft flicked the top of his umbrella off with a nonchalant movement of his wrist, a rapier sword pressing right up against [ex]’s rapidly palpitating chest. “Just look frightening and scuttle.”

“To another job well done,” Mycroft raised his glass, clicking it against yours and watching the television with a congratulatory smirk and he tipped the flute back. Both of you had gathered at his home to celebrate the recent deal that you had successfully prevented (to both of your benefits.) And frankly, that easily permitted champagne and those little store-bought cakes.

“Yeah, really good job Mycroft.” You cheered, your grin not faltering a bit. “Though before we both get hopelessly drunk, I have one question.” “Anything, dear.”

“[Ex],” You mentioned casually, sipping some of your champagne. “I can’t help but notice that it’s been four days since I’ve heard from him.”

“Well, he must have finally got the message.”

“You’re not even good at hiding it,” You chuckled, “Hmm, did he get a chat from you or from Anthea?”

“I felt obligated to,” A smirk cracked across his face, “The man was evading taxes. You know I simply cannot tolerate such behaviour.”

A/N: If anybody caught the Brexit deal reference, applause to you. I really want a political drama w/ Mycroft (like House of Cards-style except it’s the Parliament) because I’m a huge political nerd and I would binge-watch that show like I binge-watch the news.

#sherlock #sherlock holmes #mycroft #mycroft holmes x reader #sherlock imagine #mycroft imagine #mycroft request #mycroft imagines #bbc sherlock #bbc sherlock imagines #bbc mycroft

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imaginemycroftholmes · 7 years

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male!reader drabble idea: Anthea has been on maternity leave recently, and the newest personal aide for Mycroft is a man. Even though he's quite shy and nervous, Mycroft finds him endearing. It takes a while but they end up in a budding relationship. Is that a good suggestion?

“______, can you fax these files to the ambassador of Poland before you leave tonight?” Mycroft calls after his temporary assistant.

“Of course Mr. Holmes,” ______ obediently answered back from his place behind Anthea’s desk.

Mycroft sighs as he watches Mr. ______ take the files in questions hesitantly as if he might jerk them back in some cruel sort of trick and skitter quickly to the safety of the wooden table.

He’s still wary of me, Mycroft feels sadly as _____ continues on with the task with efficiency and speed.

Anthea had been put on maternity leave as of late due to her impulse ‘baby’ purchases from pickled radishes drizzled with white chocolate and crumbled truffles to her 'baby rages’ where she just about ruin the Japanese government by releasing all of their compromising photos because one Japanese ambassador dared to say she looked 'full’ of child.

In all honesty, Mycroft felt like he couldn’t afford to keep Anthea on board with her first pregnancy which is why a temporary replacement became necessary.

Finding a replacement that could replace Anthea however, was not as easy as it sounded.

There was hardly many candidates that Mycroft felt were even worthy to be Anthea’s assistant on a good day so he did what most politicians did when to selecting their temps and picked the prettiest one.

At the very least I’ll have something alluring to glance at while I’m swimming in paperwork Mycroft internally groused as he selected Mr. ______.

But Mr. ______ surprised him.

While he wasn’t on the same level as Anthea (and to be fair, no one would ever be on her level unless she trained them herself) he was a hard worker and not in the sense that most employers give fake praise to keep their employees from begging for raises or time off but actually meant it.

For all his shortcomings ______ kept on going and tried harder without his praise as if he was doing so more for himself.

________ was quiet but brilliant in his own that Mycroft couldn’t help but wish to pursue a something a bit more permanent with the man.

However, there in lies the problem as Mr. _____ always seemed to be on edge when it came to any contact with him.

Nervous as can be, constantly excusing himself, it broke Mycroft’s heart every time _____ would find a reason that he shouldn’t be alone with him.

It was odd as the signs were there.

Deeping of _____’s voice when he was around, the constant hair touching, the way that his body canted toward his, or how his iris became enlarged whenever they locked eyes.

Obviously ____ was attracted but refused to make a move.

I this can’t continue on like this Mycroft decides as he sees that _____ is beginning to rise from Anthea’s desk and leave for the evening.

Taking a chance Mycroft too, stood from his desk to reach ______ before he left through the door.

“______.”

The man looked like he about nearly jumped from his skin as Mycroft appeared behind him. His face showing clear signs of interest and arousal but also great spikes of fear.

Odd.

“M-Mr. Holmes can I help you,” _____ stuttered unaware of how wrecked his voice had become.

Trying to seem less threatening Mycroft backed off, just a little mind you because he no intention in letting him escape and asked him point blank, “Would you be open to the idea of sharing a nightcap with me?”

______ looks torn between want and shame. “I-I mean, I would love to Mr. Holmes-”

“Mycroft, please, as it is after hours,” Mycroft interrupts as he subtly gets closer.

Poor _____ looks exasperated but presses on just the same, “like I said, I would love to but that would be unprofessional of me because you are my employer. I just wouldn’t want anyone to think that I got this job just because you like me and not for work. I’m not saying that I’m not interested because I really am-but I want to be professional in my own eyes and yours too.”

Suddenly Mycroft feels a prang of guilt that he effectively pushes down in an effort to keep the conversation rolling.

“I can understand and respect that decision _____,” Mycroft concedes trying not to sound deflated.

_____ of course, picks up on this and offers, “Even if we can’t do anything like date we could still do stuff as business companions right? We can go out, eat, drink, and do things without all the romantic stuff?”

It’s not what Mycroft wanted but its better than the alternative of nothing at all.

“Yes, I believe that arrangement will be acceptable until Anthea returns from leave,” Mycroft agrees noting the more relaxed stance that ______ has.

In fact it looks like ____’s demeanor has all but lifted into a more elated mood and all his nervousness had melted away.

“That’s great Mycroft,” ____ says with a soft smile, “because believe or not you’re not the only one that’s suffering either.”

Needless to say it was a very long year for both Mycroft and ____ until Anthea came back but with that year they had a sturdy foundation for their relationship that it didn’t take long for marriage to follow.

The acquiring of kids however, took significantly longer even with his influence.

#mycroft holmes #mycroft x reader #Mycroft x male!reader #mycroft #anon #asks #mycroft imagines #mycroft prompts #bbc sherlock #temp au #anthea #male reader

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sherlockxreader · 7 years

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Requests Update!!!

A/N: This is the order in which we received these requests. I’m going to try writing them in the order we’ve gotten them so expect this to also be the rough order in which they’re posted.

Also of yours isn’t here and it was sent in before the requests closed, I’ve probably lost it somewhere. Feel free to resend it (make sure to specify that it was before the close off please!!) and I’ll work out roughly where it’s meant to be in the list. Thanks guys!

- Maddy

REQUESTS IN PROGRESS

1. Could you do a fic where the reader gets her hair cut short like a boy and Mycroft and Sherlock make fun of her and she starts crying but John thinks she looks beautiful and confesses his feelings for her to cheer her up? And then they kiss or something? Thx! - anonymous

2. Can u please do a reader x Sherlock where the reader is a Muslim, wears a headscarf and is British Bengali. Sorry that’s super specific but I never see anything like that. Also your writing skills are awesome. Thanks soooo muxh if u can do it and I absolutely understand if u cant. Thnx xx - anonymous

3. Hey it’s me again Haha so I was hoping if I could request that reader is Tony Stark’s Daughter (or maybe sister would work better for you?) and she manages to drag her boyfriend coughSherlockcough to America during a holiday to meet him(?) that was my idea and I know it’s a really weird and specific niche of fic but if you guys are comfortable with it ik you’re the best ones to pull it off - anonymous

4. could i get a sherlock x reader with prompts 92, 95, 97? Its a bit of an odd request sorry - anonymous

5. Can I make a Sherlock x male!reader request and they’re married (that is why Sherlock is so unfazed by other people) anyway, he just shows up one day and people are clueless as to how Sherlock snatched up such a gentlemen and why they’ve never met him before (except mycroft and mrs Hudson ofc) Thanks~🎉 - anonymous

6. Hey I was wondering if you could please write a mycroftxdaughter!reader where he wakes up in the cell in Sherrinford to find her next to him and how he would help through all the different stages of it. Thanks :) - anonymous

7. Hellooo What do you think about a Sherlockxreader in which the reader is a hacker working for the government and one day Mycroft brings her to Baker Street to help Sherlock and John with a case? And could you make her personality very smart and sassy? Thanks ❤️ - M (asked as anonymous)

8. could you please write a fluff where Sherlock and reader are getting married(small ceremony) and Sherlock is really really nervous, ending with beautiful vows? thank you :) - @narcissistvirgolady

9. a Sherlock x reader where the reader gets really angry at Sherlock for being distant lately with his cases, so he decides to surprise her ( the reader ) with a carefully planned date. Hope it is possible! - @justoneystrdy

10. Could u write a oneshot where the reader is Sherlocks daughter and the reader is pregnant and she is pretty far along in her pregnancy so she struggles to do super simple things and Sherlock and john keep offering to help and they try to help her but she is determined to do it herself, but after a long frustrating day she gives in to the help? - anonymous

11. Hey! I was wondering if I could request a Sherlock x reader where they are married and expecting a baby and Sherlock is all frantic, but the moment he holds his child he knows is the moment that he waited all along. By the way, I love your blog! I wish I had those writing skills😂 - anonymous

12. Hey! I was wondering if you could do a request (series or oneshot whatever) that takes place after Mary died, but instead of Sherlock receiving the CD Y/N receives it, and Mary tells her she has to save John and Sherlock otherwise they’ll pretty much self-destruct?? And Y/N gets herself kidnapped or something to bring those two back together?? Whatever you want! Also, could Nyla do this one?? If not, I understand. - @anonymous-requests

13. Sup! Could you guys make a one Shot about Sherlock meeting Mycroft and his new Assistant (Y/N) (cuz Anthea was snitching with Irene i think) and Y/N is late at first. She’s very Young, around 20 and he makes a joke about Mycroft picking high schoolers or so idk haha, and clumsy and sentiment and all lol And when he deducts her he knows she’s having a depression and all and he have to nice and idk sorry ig ITS Long , was a Dream of last Night tbh hahah Btw Love your side 🙏🏻 - anonymous

14. Hiii this is for Maddy Could u do a request where John, Sherlock and the reader are working on a case and u (reader) ends up getting shot and rushed to the hospital and John and Sherlock go into a rage trying to find shooter to the point where Mycroft is unsure of what either might do once they find the man and he goes to u who is recovering and u (can reader be girl?) have to hunt them down to stop them from doing something theyll both regret but then something shocking happens to u? Angsty plz - anonymous

15. So there’s these two songs I absolutely love, and I was wondering if someone could do a songfic for one of them (“Oh My Love” by Silver Trees or “Dear Doubt” by Michael Schulte) where Sherlock thinks the reader is dead but receives a note that could only be from her except no one believes him, thinking its a prank, but then she shows asking for his forgiveness and he refuses to forgive her, avoiding her at all cost. Maybe sad, or bittersweet, ending??? Also, I love you all you’re all AMAZING ❤️❤ - anonymous

16. Can you do a request where Sherlock and Y/N are best friends, where she gets to see a side of him where he laughs until he cries and he shows his emotions to her sometimes, but they’re only best friends. She loves to pull pranks on people constantly, especially cruel pranks on Sally and Anderson for everything they say to Sherlock, but she does and it’s all really hilarious to both of them, and Molly of course gets super jealous and a bunch of girls do which makes it funnier to them?? And can you add in prompts “THERE’S SO MUCH BLOOD” and “Huh. And I thought /I/ was dramatic.” (Srry can’t remember the prompt numbers!) thanks!!!! Also, could Maddy write this?? If not that’s okay - @anonymous-requests

17. Could you do a Mycroft x Reader were the Reader sees him every day but dont know who he is and is absolutly fascinated by the way he is and looks like? And someday he ask her how she could know he is the british government and she is all alike ‘what? No ich dont know anything about you’ - anonymous

18. Hey are the requests still open? :3 Could you do 6 and 25 with sherlock x fem! Reader? If not its alright aswell, i like your writingstyle :3 - @konankami

19. Are you guys still accepting the numbered requests? I’d so, could you please do 16,20,and 26? I love all of your guys’ writing skills!!!! ❤❤❤❤❤ - anonymous

20. Hey! Could i get a sherlock x reader, where she is an old friend of John’s and she comes to 221b to catch up with him and Sherlock falls in love with her but he thinks she’s dating John and they (her and John) decide to prank Sherlock by pretending to 'get jiggy with it’ and it ends with her dating sherlock? Sorry if it seems weird xx - anonymous

21. Could you do one with Moriarty? 6,8,19,36,64,117 Sorry if its too much - anonymous

22. Hey! Could you do a Sherlock x reader where the reader doesn’t have any hair and she’s low key insecure about it and one day Sherlock just kind of deduces it and tries to tell her that she’s ridiculous in his own way ( so like not :“what do you mean, you look great!” Because I, myself have experienced that and it doesn’t actually make you feel any better) Sorry if this was really long…. Thank You❤️❤️❤️(love the acc) - anonymous

23. Hello love! I have a request for a Sherlock imagine. After ten long years of no meeting with Sherlcok because reader suddenly disappears, she is now a client of Sherlock and brings her daughter with her. Little did he know she was as intelligent as him because he’s the father. Thanks a bunch!!! - anonymous

24. hello, can i request a sherlockxreader imagine?when he’s “engaged” with janine, the reader didn’t like her and when john wants to tell her about s&j’s relationship, she makes comments abt her (like “she seemed quite arrogant, an opportunist"etc) but then she discovers the thing and is sad bc she likes sherlock, what are the others reactions? sorry i love your blog - anonymous

25. Hi um I was wondering if you could write me a Sherlock x reader where reader is shy and insecure because of there disability a limp when they walk as she thinks it makes her ugly so she tries to hide it when she meets people by concentrating on her walking but Sherlock analyses her and sees she is insecure and tells her she shouldn’t be because she’s beautiful I know this sounds fluffy and is specific but if you could do it or something similar I would really appreciate it either way thank you x -anonymous

26. i wanted to request a sherlock x reader where he notices her having trouble breathing etc and he finds out about her binding and he helps her buy a binder and she says her pronouns are they/them? thank you for everything xxx - anonymous

27. Hi i have an imagine request, a jealous sherlock x reader, where she’s an artist (illustrator or painter or something) and she’s having a lot of activities with her artist peers and he gets jealous and insecure bc they have way more things in common w her than he has (as they are complete opposites in their lifestyles lol). Just fluff and fun, thanksss ily all💙 - anonymous

28. Could you do a 1,24,31 Mycroft imagine,where the reader gets shot by Moriarty. - anonymous

#requests info #request list #maddy

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6rookie-writer0110 · 8 months

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Request - Could you do headcanon where being the son of Clark Kent and Lois lane who is triplets with his brothers Jon and Jordon (Superman and Lois). Where the wizard gave him the power of Shazam. Also his dating Anthea, and acts like Deadpool.

•Lois caught you making out with Anthea, in your bedroom.

•Lois and Clark found out that you have a girlfriend.

•Your father gave you the talk... Well tried.

•You started to sing very loud so your dad would stop talking about safe sex.

•Your parents invited Anthea over for dinner.

•Your brothers are in shock, you have a girlfriend.

•Your family likes Anthea.

•The town was in danger and they found out that Anthea has powers.

•Your family is speechless about who is Anthea’s parents.

•Anthea is helping you and your family fight the bad guys.

•You got hurt and fell to the ground hard.

•You struggled to stand up and said “When it comes time to licking wounds, there is no like home!”

“Who are you talking to?” - Anthea asked.

“He always says crazy stuff like that. It doesn't make any sense” - Jordan said.

•You are romantic to Anthea but in different ways, and she likes that.

•Your mom likes Anthea and they get along.

•Anthea would help you and your brothers train together.

•You and your brothers got invited to a Halloween party.

•Jordan and Jon won't wear a costume because they think it's childish.

•But you arrived at the party, as a taco and wearing a sombrero.

•Some people did laugh at you.

•You argued with your brothers about why they didn't you tell everyone won't wear a costume.

•But Anthea arrived to the party wearing a costume. You and Anthea start to smile at each other.

•You and Anthea just danced with each other, and you didn't care about anyone else at the party.

•Anthea is dressed as a cowgirl.

•While fighting a powerful villain, You and your father got hurt badly.

•Anthea and everyone else saw you and Clark get killed.

•Anthea started to cry and she used her powers to change the timeline before you and Clark got killed.

•Your mother Lois always jumps when she hears the thunder sound when you yell ‘Shazam!’

•Even when you are Shazam, you don't act serious all the time.

•Clark would always give you the speech to be serious while fighting bad guys and saving people.

•Jodran is always trying to beat you when it comes to strength.

•While you are Shazam, you are much stronger than him and you learned faster how to control your powers.

•Your brothers get jealous when Clark spent more time with you when you first got your powers.

•It was Valentine's Day but you forgot.

•You got a ring pop and told her how you feel, she thought it was sweet.

•But days later, you surprised her with a romantic date.

•But she did get you a gift & you loved the watch, you wear it every day.

•Your parents noticed that you are in love with Anthea.

•Anthea will tell you to be serious.

•You would be serious but not for long.

•You would play fight with your brothers.

•Anthea’s sisters don't like you or your family.

•They think you're annoying and Anthea shouldn't date you.

•When Kara came to visit she was happy to meet Anthea.

•When you are feeling sad or angry, Anthea would know and she would try to comfort you.

•You are very protective of Anthea.

•Your parents would give you advice on how to treat Anthea.

•Your mom got scared when you jumped off the roof and yelled Shazam.

•She grounded you, because you scared her to death, almost.

#anthea imagine #anthea x reader #Anthea x male reader #x male reader #male!reader #male reader #Superman and Lois imagine #Clark kent x reader son #clark kent x son #Clark kent x son reader #flufftober

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