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#yandere Sherlock
elvestoneanzelote1 · 2 months
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A:n- 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰...
𝘌𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦.
𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 from 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴
(Slight yan) Sherlock Holmes x male reader
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It wasn't the fact you were too quiet. No, he is fine with people been quiet.
And there are many artist.
Illustration, architect, and... Good in chemistry and painters.
Nor he should bother himself to name all of them.
But something was different about you.
You have knowledge he knows but you pretend you aren't compatible in intellect.
He doesn't get you at all.
Not even one bit.
He doesn't.
Perhaps he was annoying you often.
Perhaps...
But you don't seem to bother much so it's fine right?
Confining yourself in the room he had to unlock it because you make Miss Husson worry perhaps... Even him.
Friends... Were you even his friends can you both call each other that? He wonders.
People will lose interest in silent people who barely talks but he couldn't.
He never understands you or perhaps he does but never really takes into consideration that he may over bothering you.
Right...?
You were so unbothered... So blank with poker face of sort.
Not even a smile.
And the fact he gets annoyed that you can't even draw him unlike how you drew the others.
He wonders why you often hang out with Madeline either.
Yes she is pretty but isn't she overbearing sometimes? Like often hog your attentions?
Hugging you as if you both are couples.
Trying to swoon you with her smile and.. And.. He doesn't know why.
He felt irritated that you never told her to keep distance but to him.
Hey both of you were boys either way it wouldn't bother you to hug you... Will it?
Even John and you hang out quiet well.
you spoke more with John than... Him.
And whatever he does it never... Get your attention.
Like... He never caught your attention.
He doesn't know why he is feeling this way.
Frustrated he was and annoyed.
But... He just want to hug you is it... Weird?
Or will it bother you if lean closer to you more?
I mean... Okay you are irritated by the cigarette smell... Which he try not to smoke often around you.
He doesn't understand you at all.
He felt his mind been consume constantly... By either the case he should do as a detective or... Try to...
Why were you so... Difficult.
His brother said women's are hard to tell but for him it was you.
He... Just want to see... Your smile.
Once.
That's all he ask.
And perhaps... He will crack you open more.
He doesn't understand why you talk to William well too.
Like you both knew each other well.
He knows Liam also is interested on you.
He is too he admit.
You were strange.
But perhaps that's the strange thing he find himself lured to you.
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But he isn't going to ignore some who try to break your boundaries.
Clients or not if they make you uncomfortable to even approach him he will make sure they won't come again.
No no he won't resort to anything threatening yet. if the person knows and backs away.
Is it wrong to get know something that perk your interest no right?
After all... You and him are not far of to get to know each other more and more.
And perhaps... Something more.
After all... He can let himself be slight greedy can he?
He doesn't know... And he will try to know.
Whatever is it about you that make him feel so connected and lured he will... Find it.
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A:n- that's all take care good day/night to all
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yandereaffections · 1 year
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Sherlock Masterlist
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Moriarty
Crushes Brother is in debt to him
Crime boss kidnapping S/o
Sherlock vs Moriarty
Demon Queen S/o
Comforting S/o after watching a Scary Movie
Mycroft vs Moriarty
Kidnapping Headcannons
Bloody Wedding
Famous S/o getting creepy gifts
Jealous
Pregnant S/o Escaping
S/o pregnant with Sherlocks Child
Jealous cause S/os getting attention at the Gym
S/o Breaking Down over a Halloween Prank
Physically weak s/o
Sherlock vs Moriarty: S/os birthday fluff
Sherlock vs Moriarty: getting S/os attention
Smart S/o yet is too trusting
Fighting over a S/o whos great at singing
Affection HC
How he shows his love when off on work
Finding themselves stuck in the amazon with S/o
Finding themselves stuck in the amazon with S/o prt 2
Encouraging S/o to get candy with their rival
S/o being spiteful and challenging him
S/o playing horror games
S/o who barely eats TW
S/o who comes from a long line of assassins and government officials
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Sherlock Holmes
This is for your Protection
S/o who he cant read
Sherlock vs Moriarty
Sherlock vs Mycroft
Possessive S/o
Vampire Sherlock
Sending Sherlock a Love Letter
Halloween Date
Life Threatening Situation
S/o getting overprotective when Sherlocks insulted
Bed Sharing
Timid S/o being harassed by their ex
Hacker Crush realizing their Husbands having a Affair
Crush found stood up
Being the cause of S/os Amnesia
“Keep your sluttish hand away from MY man.”
“Youre all i think about”
Whipped and Soft for S/o
Jealousy Headcannons
S/o whos stressed over School
Single Parent S/o
Fluffy Headcannons
S/o who is scared of relationships for theyve never been in one
American S/o
Yandere Letter
Murder Mystery
S/o who charges straight into danger
Extremely calm S/o
How hard he fell for S/o
S/o who always accompanies him on cases
Sick S/o
How he shows his love
Sherlock vs Moriarty: getting S/os attention
Sherlock vs Moriarty: S/os birthday fluff
Fighting over a S/o whos great at singing
Finding themselves stuck in the amazon with S/o
Finding themselves stuck in the amazon with S/o prt 2
Encouraging S/o to get candy with their rival
Getting S/o a puppy
Formal business S/o dropping everything when he wants them
S/o who plays minecraft a lot
Christian S/o
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Mycroft Holmes
Headcannons
Sherlock vs Mycroft
Asking him to sign a marriage certificate
Mycroft vs Moriarty
Trying to Escape
Dense Crush
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Irene Adler
Headcannons
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Sherlock
NS FW Headcannons
Sub Sherlock cumming in his pants 
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Irene
NS FW Headcannons
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mykinkyyandere · 2 years
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What do you think of Sherlock with a crybaby reader? The reader is very sensitive, anything someone says or any situation that is a little embarrassing, the reader starts to cry a lot. Although Sherlock is always defensive when she starts to cry, he can't deny that he is always turned on with her little eyes filled with tears (Maybe a smut with dacriphilia and size kink. I'm sorry I'm making so many requests about Sherlock, I just love this man too much, and so little dark content about it :C)
Crybaby
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Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Sherlock Holmes X gn!Reader
Summary: His reaction to a crybaby reader.
Warnings: Smut, +18, non-con/dub-con, yandere, dark, obsessive/possessive, kidnapped reader, taking advantage of the naive reader, manipulating, dacryphilia kink (?), praise kink
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When Sherlock is busy, his intolerance to the people around him doubles. People are intolerably idiot, blind and sentimental. Their brains can't process obvious evidences, their eyes are blind to facts and their hearts are their biggest weakness. Sherlock is a strong man isolated from all those dangers. He doesn't let anything get in the way of his logic and facts.
John's unnecessary sentimentality towards the victims bothers him. He told John many times that he's being useless, citing crying over patients who were dying in hospitals won't help them. The fact that John sees him as a monster or a robot just proves his logic.
It's a big shock to him that such a sociopathic guy is attracted to a crybaby like you. Although he may try to deny at first, he accepts your sensitive nature over time. His disregard for emotions was the big reason why he didn't want you because he had never felt such intense emotions before and you were scaring him. But his twisted feelings for you overcame his fear and he embraced you with all your disadvantages. Now you're the only person who can be there even when he's busy.
It confuses not just Greg and John, but everyone including Mrs. Hudson that you're the only one who doesn't piss him off. You're supposed to piss him off the most! You start to cry easily because of something you've watched, heard or read, and Sherlock patiently takes you in his arms every time. His voice is kind when he asks you what happened. He knows it's nothing serious and you're just upset over something silly, but he's never spoken down to you. No matter how small it is, he nods, confirm you with his words and comforts you.
He thinks your mind is too sensitive. It's not conducive to rationality and is doomed to remain completely erroneous. You are like that, very sensitive and it's his job to protect you. It's not just because he's obsessed with you that he keeps you by his side all the time. He keeps you by his side as much as possible to make sure you're okay rather than leaving you alone.
When you cry, he caresses your hair and looks straight into your eyes, even if you're not looking at him. All this crying is so nonsensical to him, but he's so exciting to watch you. It's perfect to observe a different situation and it relates to you. Normally he can't stand crying people and finds it so boring, but everything is just so interesting with you.
It's okay for him to stop his work to comfront you. When Greg witnessed this, he frowned and opened his mouth in surprise. Half a minute after Sherlock insulted his intelligence and told him not to distract him, he walked over to your trembling body and asked in a soft voice what was wrong. He took you in his arms, placed multiple kisses on your cheek, then pointed Greg to the door. "Leave. Your presence bothers me."
And one day, of course, Greg would say something to upset you, and Sherlock knew this moment would come. John knows how protective Sherlock is about you, and he learned the hard way not to mess with you a long time ago. Someone like Sherlock gets so possessive over someone like you, of course it leaves questions in their little minds. John knows how much Greg will regret making you cry. Oh, he's going to regret it so much.
Sherlock hides all this cruel and violent side of himself from you. It wouldn't just make you cry, it would also traumatize you. He secretly deals with the situations and people you cry for, and loves to see you waiting for him when he gets back to his flat. It must be a terrible thing to have nowhere to go and be so helpless, luckily you have Sherlock. You may cry because you're being shy when he looks at you while talking to you, or when you see him bleeding for some reason. Sherlock will always smile at you, looking into your eyes as if he can see what's on your mind.
In fact, there are times when your crying gives him some kind of pleasure. If you're crying from pain or serious sadness, he hates it. But if you cry when you're angry or embarrassed, because of something insignificant, he finds it quite... arousing.
At such times, his steps are slower, his voice is deeper, and his breathing is heavier as he comes to you. As he picks you up, his hands roam around your body longer than they should, he brings his face close to your neck while looking at you, and starts kissing your tears from there till he reaches your eyes. He feels his body burning as he asks what happened. He loves to listen to your sobbings so closely. He loves your trembling and high voice as you speak.
He takes you to his bedroom every time, saying he'll make you feel good. You whimper as he takes off your clothes and tell him to stop but he tells you to trust him. He makes you feel so good every time, doesn't he? You're his, don't forget that.
Your reaction when you see his big cock never changes. You gasp and cry more. You remember how he fits into you so hard and you're so scared, perfect. Each time, he leans over your face and places kisses all over to shush you. He knows you'll never stop crying and he doesn't want you to stop anyway. It's just his instinctive reaction based on your own reaction. Nothing makes his cock throbbing so hard but you begging him to stop and sobbing. Your screams as he thrusts himself in and your miserable cries that follow is delightful.
He doesn't know why your cries turn him on so much. He doesn't know why he secretly wishes you not to stop crying while he comforts you. He must hate your crying in every way. It should cause him pain, not pleasure. Well, he doesn't have time to think about that as his cock explores your tight walls again. Why do you have to be so sweet and sensitive?
He always makes sure you cum too. Makes sure you enjoy it. Even with sobs, you have to cum. Afterwards he kisses your trembling lips and presses your body to himself. You're so tired and too scared to move.
He's so careful and gentle while washing you. He makes sure to be quick. Your cries turn into soft sighs and you hold on to him. He always praises you while he washes you. He tells how brave and a good baby you are for him that he's so proud of you, that you make him feel so good and you're so special. He puts you in his bed and tells you how much he loves you before you fall asleep.
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persnicketypomelo · 11 months
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What about writing for the Sherlock fandom ? Moriarty would definetely be interesting. Or something about King Arthur, Lancelot, or the James Bond movies?
Those are just suggestions, of course !!
obsession, kidnap
Yandere Moriarty Headcanons
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Let us be clear, Moriarty, though observant, has the social-emotional intelligence of a toddler
What he wants, he gets, regardless of the consequences to others, and when he tires of his toys, he doesn't hesitant to discard them
He cares not for good nor evil, only his own whims
To catch his attention in a way that doesn't wind up in your death, you must impress him in some way
Either by interfering in his criminal network, or making a name for yourself in some way, you attract his attention in a way he cannot ignore
If you prove a nuisance to his business, he will either be impressed, or annoyed and send a hitman out for you
When you manage to best his goons, then he is definitely at least amused
You're not completely incompetent, and pose somewhat of a threat to his livelihood--and not many people are capable of that
He wants to see what makes you tick and how to get under your skin
Moriarty would use the people you love against you, as bait, and he expects a good show to save them on your part
He is not caring, and the minute he feels you become too bland he is not afraid to dispose of you
I think, however, with time, his feelings grow more intense until he believes you’re simply too entertaining to get rid of, but he is so prone to changing his mind that you can never quite know...
He doesn’t feel threatened or jealous of others around you—after all--he is rich enough to hire people that keep an eye on you
They report to him your every action of every day, and should someone lay a hand on you…he has ways of making people disappear
Depending on whether Moriarty feels you are an intellectual match for himself, he might not see you even as a person, really
If he considers your intellect to be significantly beneath him, then he will consider you more as a pet
I see possibilities of him both kidnapping you and allowing you to roam free (albeit the ever present thorn of his existence in your side)
Should he kidnap you, he would allow you to escape, and then repeat the cycle over again, each time with more improvements to your security, watching you improve each time
It provides him light entertainment--akin to trash television--to see what you learn and how you adapt each time
If he doesn't kidnap you, it's because he sees no merit in doing so
Your antics amuse him, and confined, you are not capable of entertaining him
Even if he decides not to kidnap you, he will engrain himself into your life and delight in your frustration over your inability to do anything about it
However, this game of chase between the two of you is destructive, and will eventually end in one of your demises
For your own sake, I hope you can lock him away or kill him once and for all
Otherwise you might suffer an outcome worse than death at his hands
I don't feel like this was my best work, but I'm not sure how to improve it either :(
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coffee-ig · 2 years
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Yandere Sherlock Holmes
TW: Yandere themes
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He is great with his deduce but you are a different case altogether. Whenever he tried to deduce anything about you it was mostly wrong, which led to him being obsessed with you.
He wanted to know more about you and almost always followed you, stalked you. He was always lingering.
He would create a situation in which you do live with him.
He will do anything and everything for you not to favour or befriend anyone. He would want you to be with him always.
He is also not good with romance so, what he thinks he is doing is right but deep down knows that this is not healthy.
He will kidnap you if you 'reject' him in anyway.
He is understanding, if he knows that you are upset with him he would try understanding why.
Do not try breaking his rules or such, or he will throw a tantrum.
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aphroditelovesu · 2 months
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Hai, do you take request for Enola Holmes? If so could you do a headcannon for Yandere husband Sherlock holmes x Young Duchess Of Somerset who is a very wealthy, prestigious, powerful and Influential woman in England?
(Both in headcannon and Boi, please)
❝ 🔍 — lady l: I hope you like it, anon! I certainly enjoyed writing it and here is the link to his bot :) have fun and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️
❝tw: stalking, mention of kidnapping and death and unhealthy relationships.
❝🔍pairing: yandere!sherlock holmes x female!reader.
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Sherlock Holmes never planned to get married, too focused on his work to even think about the possibility of getting a wife and having children. He always kept that thought in mind for a long time, until the day he met you, the Duchess of Somerset.
During an investigation, Sherlock had to go to a ton society ball to get clues and with the money and fame he had, it wasn't difficult. He just didn't expect to find you there, so beautiful and surrounded by flatterers. Holmes did not expect to be taken away the way he was by your smile.
You changed his way of thinking very quickly, leaving him intrigued and a little curious. Who were you, anyway? And why don't you get out of his thoughts? Endless, unanswered questions were all Holmes had.
Sherlock did extensive research about you and your family. You came from a noble and powerful family, very rich and prestigious and there were many benefits to marrying you. Several young nobles had their eyes on you as your title and powers were very tempting. This made him furious.
They were all leeches who only wanted you for the power and riches that came with it. They could never appreciate you the way he would, they couldn't worship the ground you walk on the same way he would. They would never be as good to you as he would be.
Sherlock wasn't sure why he felt this way about you, but he knew he couldn't allow you to marry one of those unworthy fellows. He had to have you, it was a need, a desire that dominated him completely. You would be his, he would be sure of that.
He was quick to pursue you and court you. Being the excellent detective that he was, Sherlock quickly discovered all of your interests and places you used to go to and he consequently started appearing in those places and talking to you. He knew he shouldn't seem crazy, so Sherlock was kind and showed an obvious interest in you.
It didn't take long for him to become in love with you, even with the dark and unhealthy feelings taking over his mind, Sherlock still remained the same with you. You also fell in love with him gradually, he was handsome, kind and not a brainless sycophant. He was everything you could want in a husband, so when, one autumn afternoon, he asked you to marry him, you happily said yes. Holmes smiled at this, everything was going the way he planned.
Fortunately for your family's life, they had no problem accepting Sherlock into the family. He was a good suitor and had good fame and fortune, so he was good to marry you, the Duchess of Somerset. Sherlock was happy about that, satisfied with the fact that he wouldn't have to convince your family in less orthodox ways.
Life with him was good and Sherlock was a good husband by the standards of the time. He was faithful to you and loved you deeply. You never thought a husband could love his wife as much as he did, but Sherlock was one of a kind. He made you feel loved every day, every little bit of you was adored by him. He loved the ground you walked on and did everything he could to make you happy.
He spoiled you endlessly, anything you wanted he would buy for you. Even if it wasn't necessary due to your status, Sherlock still loved giving you gifts. Your wardrobe grew a lot after your wedding and there were many times when you only wore a dress once out of the many you received.
Sherlock was very protective and slightly possessive over you, but he won't let you down. He will vent his jealousy and fury in other ways, he could never think of upsetting you with that. But his overprotection could be suffocating, as he made a point of personally taking care of his safety and he was constantly attached to you. It was part of the job, he would tell you.
He would teach you self defense if you didn't know. He knows it's dangerous, but Sherlock wants you to know how to defend yourself in case he can't protect you. Especially when you were pregnant, he wouldn't take any risks.
Being the Duchess of Somerset and having so much power and influence wouldn't stop Sherlock from pursuing you. He might have some problems with that, since due to your heritage he could never kidnap you because he would be discovered, but he would deal with it. After all, you are his and he is yours. And when he became your husband, he swore to himself that he would never stop loving you and he would never let you go.
You are united until death, at the end of it all.
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ananiel · 4 months
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Oh You, the smiley Fox that his world seem to revolve around.
You were... He doesn't know. He doesn't know what status You have, what family You might come from or what that smile filled with malice means, or how the rumours about You started, no one does, and it seems like no one ever Will.
The only thing known about You, is the fact that You have powers. Powers that could help him, powers that could make everything so much more easier for him.
So he asked around, stalked and threatened others for Informations, and finally, he got the chance to see You and speak to You
The first Time he had the oportuny to be in your presence, it was like a lump formed in his throat. He has heard about that fox like grin of yours, a grin that keeps people awake at night.
But that stare, that stare that completly shut him up. He could stay ages under your stare and he wouldn't get bored, wouldn't even think of something else at all, just You
You were beautiful, a true gem for him. He snapped out of the first shock, at least a little, and he started asking question. Of course, your answears were like riddels, not even the "yes/no" answears were simple, You had to spice them up, to make them harder for him to understand You. He repeats them in the dead of the night like a prayer, as if he'd have a chance in ever revealing your true nature. As if you'll be his once he does reveal te truth behind your words.
Never did a woman keep him up at night like You did. Hell, he wasn't even aware this could happen before meeting You.
IT was but when he did his nightly routine when he saw something. You marked him with your magic, and your initials were ingraved into his colarbone with a neatly handwritting. His fingers ran over that place over and over. In his delusional mind, he saw this as a sign that You wanted him too, as much as he wanted You.
He grew obsessed with that ideea, of the ideea that You were just as crazy about him as he was about You.
His obsession grew because of it, but if he only knew the truth. The truth that it was actually a Mark You put on him to warn other witches of his intentions. After all, before his intention to love you, the first one was to use your powers and nothing else
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yyxandere · 9 months
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・ 。゚☆ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄
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☆ .* note ─ this is a prolouge for the story I'm working rn, it's a tgaa story a yandere barok and yandere herlock x reader story!! I've been reading the og Sherlock book so I can put some refrences!! Hope you like this prolouge and you can give me your thoughts about this story!! My mutual actually proofread this and shes actually helping me so props to her @lovetals ! :3 ♡
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A small clanking sound, heard only outside the garden where the owner of the house was walking around her small garden holding a small basket, only halfway filled with white and yellow chrysanthemum flowers, each one of them looks fresh after yesterday's rain droplet hits the pedals making them glaze like a refine glass. 
The woman still walking around her small garden suddenly stood still at an Indigoletta rose before her. She planted this rose ten years prior and still to this day she still always manages to take such delicate care of the rose. But no matter how gorgeous the rose she only brushed her fingertips to the glistening petals and her eyes full of longing when she touched it. Feeling that her staring will do nothing, her fingertips went back to her batch of flowers then back to what she was doing.
The woman looked at the baskets and noticed that it seemed odd. Like something was missing, she couldn't understand it, she has been doing this many times and why does she only feel this kind of strangeness, like she forgot something but not knowing what it is she can’t figure it out herself. Before the woman could succumb to her thoughts she heard a knock at her door. 
With a quick movement and a slight sigh, she put away the chrysanthemums and walked into her living room to see who could be at the door.
 Opening the door she found the tan skin, looped hair and pink wearing jōgakusei girl-her unofficial apprentice - Mikotoba Susato. The girl smiled brightly at the sight of her tutor and gave a small but respectful bow as a greeting.
 “Good afternoon, Professor.” said the young woman with a gentle smile on her face. The tall woman nodded. “Good afternoon, Mikotoba. What brings you here today? I'm pretty sure that our next turtoring shall be next week and I'm also sure that you're going to be the last person who gets dates wrong, so what is it?"
  With a soft giggle the young girl shook her head. “No, no, I am not here for another toturing. And I am definitely did not forget the date, but I came here because…” She paused and took some papers from her school bag, handing them over to her tutor. “Father wants me to give you this papers, it's legal papers for me to be recognised as a judicial assistant in the eyes of British law." She said while her toture receive the papers while looking with a mild dejected face. "They're still hanging to it huh?" said the woman who just sighed while she adjusted the papers to the nearby table.
"And also," the woman now perked "Kazuma-sama wanted your presence in our state after dinner, to be precise 7:40 pm sharp, he'll be waiting in his room he said, by the look at his face I feel like it's very serious so I guarantee that you may come and seek him." the girl said while the other woman listened intently. 
The woman can only look at the girl and nod to her "Certainly, I wouldn't mind. If it's that important then I'll surely come over and talk to him." The young girl noticing the banjo clock behind the woman hitting an exact 8:50 am said, "Now then I think it's my que to leave, you do need time to read and sign all the papers," the girl said seemingly "So I'll be off and don't worry I'll be telling Kazuma-sama. Thank you!'' The young Mikotoba can give her a sweet smile and a small bow. 
The woman nodded as a reply and waved goodbye to her before closing the door. She sighed again and put the papers on the table before heading to the bathroom to freshen up a bit. As the door closed behind her the young upcoming judicial assistant glanced at the door with the name of her female proffesor and looked at it with some sort of determination.
'I know that you'll find the courage to step foot on that place again,'
'...Judicial Assistant (L/N) (Y/N).'
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【𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫!】
► Susato can easily remember the dates and know what day is it today. So if you ever need help remembering what day is it today, ask Susato!
► (Y/N)s' House is half English half Japanese architecture and the outside is a small traditional Japanese garden with a lot of European flowers blooming. She gives them to kids and neighbours whenever she sees them or anyone gazing upon them.
► Despite the sakura theme jōgakusei that Susato is always wearing, her favourite flowers are actually Magnolias and Gladiolus. Because those are flowers that remind her of you during your youth based on the stories you've told.
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yandere-wishes · 8 months
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The feminine urge to write Yandere! William James Moriarty x reader 🥰💞🥰💞
No, seriously I want to write something for every character in that show XD. Sherlock, Albert, Mycroft, Moran…
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Even the devil was once an angel | [2/?]
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Summary: You are a psychiatrist and decide to play a dangerous game with the worst of criminal minds. Or: you're a bit bored too.
Pairing: Jim Moriarty x Fem!Reader
Chapter word count:
Warning: +18, mind games, angst and smut, hurt/comfort, stalker!Moriarty (Jim Moriarty is his own warning)
Previous Chap: 1
James Moriarty decides to show up assiduously for every appointment. You find a change in the tenth session.
You didn't think the consulting criminal was so competitive when it came to winning a bet on his superiority. You had, by mutual agreement, arranged two days a week where he was to come to your office and at the appointed times.
You had no intention of accepting his offer to give you an entire attic just for his sessions. The egocentric little bastard had to be a real patient if he wanted to continue playing the game.
After several positive feedbacks in putting stakes in your relationship, you had ventured to put a time limit on your work.
You had asked for a year, a year without having the pressure and the unawareness that, at any moment, Moriarty might shoot you in the head.
He simply laughed at you and rejected your request with a: "Where would be the fun in that?".
By studying him, confronting him, listening to him you had come to the conclusion that he was seriously suffering from a psychopathic personality disorder.
He often enjoyed constructing stories. And with those stories he would put you in great difficulty.
He was so adept at lying that when he finally asked you: "Truth or lie?" You were faced with a Pandora's box that you didn't know whether you wanted to open.
Another thing that made you curious and confirmed your assumptions was the nervous jerks that lit him up like a fuse. You thought you heard your secretary knocking things off the desk, out of the office, when Moriarty's scream came suddenly.
Even so, with a few more sittings, you had managed to avoid touching any sore buttons that would upset the man in front of you.
He always sat at your desk, creating a position of authority over you and often played with the objects distributed on the surface.
You lowered your eyes and found the pencils neatly and straight, arranged next to the laptop. He had already been inside for several minutes and they were still there, neatly arranged.
Your thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a tennis ball bouncing violently against said pencils, breaking the order, and then landing on your lap. 
You tried to hold back a smile as you lifted the toy and brought it before your eyes.
Another thing you'd discovered about Jim Moriarty was how much he loved disorder and chaos, and that anything that wasn't to his mental standards had to be torn down.
“So, doc, truth or lie?”
He rocked back against the swivel chair, terribly discombobulated as he let his back slide down.
You opened the notepad on which you had jotted down summary diagrams to help you determine the information he had given you during the session. He tried to peek from your position, raising his posture slightly, but you lifted the notebook so that he would not read.
“You're not a maths professor but you probably wish you were, considering the way you frowned when talking about the poor university performance, almost as if to remedy it.”
Moriarty crossed his hands over his belly covered by a dark blue linen shirt and gloated at your deductions.
“It's not true that you have contact with your family, your lack of empathy and your criminal record would prevent you from having relations with them.”
His offended sigh distracted you from your next remark. He had an exaggeratedly shocked expression on his face and his right hand had risen to rest where, you presumed, his heart lay.
“I'm offended, doc. I pride myself so much on the relationship I have built over the years with my little brother.”
Your eyes focused on the notebook to prevent the criminal from understanding your reaction and, to make it more believable, you made more of a circle around the word 'brother'.
Moriarty sneered as he straightened in his chair.
“But don't bother conferring with the old Ice Man. I've been very thorough in erasing traces of the past.”
You gave him a sad smile that hid the strong sense of disappointment.
“Ever heard of attorney-client privilege, Mr. Moriarty?”
He made a thoughtful groan but didn't add anything else. 
You really believed that the therapy was progressing at the right pace. Moriarty had even gone so far as to turn his conversations into something very close to a confession.
But suddenly, the perfectly mapped out road you had built up to that moment collapsed in on itself and you with it.
That day you were quietly listening to the reflections of one of your young patients. He was one of those somewhat hesitant ones, who are never quite sure whether to say the right thing or not, so building up a sort of confidence had taken you many weeks.
And James Moriarty had probably managed in two seconds to overwhelmingly destroy it.
That day he entered your office with a frightening carriage, leaving behind your secretary's frantic pleas for him to politely stay out of the session and wait.
His footsteps were heavy and for the first time you found him locked in one of his best dark suits.
He crossed the threshold and dropped into his usual chair, placing his leather shoes on your computer on the desk.
“They're unbearably fucking boring!” He dropped his head back, colliding with the backrest and sighed audibly. “How can you be so blind to such a clear clue!”
Your confusion quickly turned to anger as you watched the young secretary look from Moriarty to you with a startled and agitated expression.
In addiction, the boy on your couch had curled in on himself, and he too had his gaze focused on the newcomer.
Swallowing the lump that had blocked your breath for a few seconds, you forced your body to react in the most natural way possible.
With an apparent calm, you stood up and offered your hand to your client who took it, albeit hesitantly.
“I'm sorry for the inconvenience, Thomas, but it seems I have an emergency to attend to.”
You walked him to the door, reassuring him that the session would not be paid for and to make an appointment as soon as possible with your secretary. You left him in her care and closed the door with a snap.
Showing menace towards the most dangerous man in London, and (why not) perhaps the world, wasn't the smartest thing you could do, but James Moriarty had quickly gotten under your skin, irritating you to the point of exhaustion.
Your fists clenched spasmodically and you could feel your nails pushing painfully against your palms. Your cold face changed to an offended and furious frown as you watched the man at your desk.
“I am quite sure Lucia informed you that I was busy.”
You finally caught his attention and he arched his neck to look at you.
“And I'm supposed to care about that?” He asked undisturbed, as he probed you from head to toe. He was probably enjoying your first human reaction to his person. 
“It should.” You bit your tongue to avoid adding that you doubted his respect, however, and moved a few steps closer to prevent your words from reaching those outside the door.“He is a patient in real need of assistance and you have interrupted his time, Mr. Moriarty.”
He shrugged, sneering. 
“So am I, didn't you hear what I said earlier?”
He was clearly poking at you now, and you were getting pulled in.
“To you this is all just a stupid game. A way to fill the void that your, oh so immense, knowledge cannot fill.”
You spat out the words in anger and judgment, which didn't suit you at all and was extremely unprofessional.
He raised his hands as if a weapon had been pointed at him and you feared his sniper would threaten you again at any moment.
“Forgive me, doc, for giving you that feeling. What can I do about it?” His voice was clearly mocking.
“Get those shoes off my desk and sit on the couch like any fucking therapy patient.”
Your throat suddenly went dry, preventing you from hurling yourself at Moriarty again and, in the several seconds of silence that sliced the air, the criminal got up and went to sit comfortably in the armchair you had so quietly suggested to him.
You remained staring at the empty desk for a few seconds until a shaky, uncertain breath finally left your constricted lungs. 
You analysed yourself. James Moriarty had taken you by surprise. You had not pre-set your attitude, which helped keep the man from reaching your personal sphere as a human being and not as a doctor. 
And by barging in like that he had managed to get around the barrier and intrude.
You raised a hand, massaging your forehead and pinching the base of your nose as if to regain some semblance of self-control.
“I apologise for my behaviour. I stepped out of character.”
Moriarty was looking at you intently and for the first time you thought he was taking you seriously.
Your back touched the chair you were sitting on a few minutes earlier and you sighed.
“The robot attitude wouldn't hold for long, I assure you. I like you, doctor. Maybe we can be friends.”
His comment made you laugh unwillingly.
“I'm your analyst, not your friend.”
“One doesn't exclude the other, does it?”
You opened your notebook but didn't comment. His words suddenly seemed very real to you, very meaningful. Moriarty had always been good with words, with his eyes, with his body language.
Stupidly, in the midst of his complaints about Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson, you wondered what it would be like to be friends with an internationally known criminal.
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sherlockfoolm · 1 year
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Rules, fandoms I write for and who (Please check rules)
Please send in requests (Especially yandere).
Sherlock bbc;
Sherlock Holmes
James Moriarty
Mycroft Holmes
Gotham tv series:
Jerome Valeska
Jerimiah Valeska
Fish Mooney
Jonathan Crane
Oswald Cobblepot
Edward Nygma
Bruce Wayne
Interview With The Vampire 1994:
Lestat De Lioncourt
Scream 1996:
Billy Loomis
-Stu macher
(I write poly Billy and Stu and them separately)
-Sydney Prescott
Halloween 1978
Michael Myres
Labyrinth
Jareth The Goblin King
-Spiderman
Tom holland Spiderman/Peter Parker
Andrew Garfield Spiderman/Peter Parker
Andrew Garfield Gwen
(I write Peter and Gwen poly or separately)
The Green Goblin
Star Wars
Padme Amidala
Anakin Skywalker
(I write poly Padme and Anakin and I write them separate)
Luke Skywalker
Chucky
Tiffany Valentine
Chucky/Charles Lee Ray (I can write them poly and separately)
-Carrie 1976
Carrie
Rules and stuff:
I can write yandere and the character just how they are, though I prefer yandere. (Do not get offended if a yandere fic of mine is particularly dark. That is how I view the character as a yandere)
I write smut.
I write female reader and gender neutral reader. (I will try my best with a gn reader and I apologize if I make a mistake when writing a gn reader)
I only write x reader. Do not request an oc or a ship. (Though my fanfics are written with a poc reader in mind, and I may take a poc reader request since we don't get a lot of rep)
I don't write yandere slashers beside Carrie and Billy and Stu
I only write head canons (but feel free to request full fanfics (I will write them if I find them interesting)).
As of now I don't write platonic fanfics, but I might in the future so feel free to ask.
Write as many requests as you want, but I am not obligated to write/respond to your request
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depraved-love · 3 months
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Fandom list:
Anime:
Attack on Titan
Black Butler
Bungo Stray Dogs
Death Note
Demon Slayer
My Hero Academia
Naruto
Series:
Castlevania
Sherlock
Books:
Folk of the air
Iskari
Games:
The Arcana
Cookie Run
John Doe
Your Boyfriend
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flaredcfan · 3 months
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Flare | Secretly Batman | Cannot spell at all
After roughly a year off Tumblr (my old accs: @flaysthings, @batmanxgreenlantern ), I am back and more obsessed with more fandoms now than ever!
🐥 Any and every pronoun will do (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)
🐥 Can't wait to make new friends>:)
+ Will take requests/asks, especially ones about Saltburn
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mykinkyyandere · 1 year
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AO3
You: (In tears) Oh, no!
Sherlock: What? WHAT? TELL ME!
You: My ice cream... I want some more!
Sherlock: (Aggressive, pushes John out of the door) GO GET SOME ICE CREAM, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
John: (Done with his shit)
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kitakeo · 1 year
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Can someone roleplay on this post? I don't want to be involved. Any fandom. Here's an image to use as a prompt. Thanks
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Ships of mine in all my Fandoms
(Fandoms, that I have no ships in, will be excluded)
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Ben 10
Bevin
Gwevin
Bnha
Bakudeku
Tododeku
Todobaku
Kiribaku
(Since I have too many bnha ships, I will make a separate post for that if anybody wants it <3)
Brooklyn 99
Peraltiago
Kevin/Holt
Dc (DCAMU + Young Justice + Comics)
SuperBat
BatJokes (Telltale games + Lego Batman versions only)
JayRoy
Timber
Damirae
Damijon
BluePulse
BirdFlash
Enola Holmes
HolmesBury
FNAF (security breach)
Freddy/Bonnie
Chica/Roxy
Foxy/Monty
Good Omens
Ineffable Husbands
Anathema/Newt
Haikyuu
Kagahina
Asanoya
Ukatake
Crowparents (Suga/Daichi)
Tall blonde/green bean (I forgot their names T^T)
Harry Potter
Drarry
Wolf star
Marvel
Time husbands
Winterfalcon
Stony
Stucky
Philinda
Fitzsimmons
Ironstrange
Peter/Mj (Tom Holland + Zendaya version)
Merlin
Merthur
Gwen/Morgana (nice Morgana)
Uther/superhell
Percival/Gwaine
Leon/a good immortal live because he deserves it
Lancelot/being able to be a knight for longer then a few episodes without dying
Miraculous
Marichat
Adrienette
Ladynoir
Lukadrien
Lukadrien Etta
Alyno
Multichat
Leila/fuel/fire/trash/anything flammable 🙃
Mlp
AppleDash (pony world)
FlutterDash (human world)
FlutterCord (pony)
Sunset/Flash (human)
Sherlock (bbc)
JohnLock
Mycroft/Lestrade
Supernatural
Destiel
Sabriel
Crobby
Tmnt (2012)
Casey/Donnie (because imagine + they deserve love)
Other canon ships not including the two above
Torchwood
Janto
Owen/Tosh
Gwen/Rys (although rys deserved better tbh)
Voltron
Klance
Shiro/Adam
Yandere Simulator
Ayano/Budo
Umeji Kizuguchi/Horuda Puresu
Yuri on ice
Victuuri
Yurio/Otabek
These are all my current ships that I will do headcanons of.
If there are any specific ships or fandoms that anyone would like me to do, please put them in the ask box. Thank you <3
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