#Moriarty oneshots

[star-girl-05]

MINE

Jim Moriarty x Reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

‘Why are you at Hospital?’ you stare at the text, confusion all over your face. The first being who the hell is texting you?, and how did they know where you are? You look around the room for anyone out of place. Finding nothing you turn back to your phone. 

‘Who is this?’ your phone dings with a text almost instantly.

‘It’s Moriarty, Love’ you visibly freeze. ‘But you can call me Jim 💕✨’

You have so many questions yet you're asking, ‘Why are you texting me?’ 

‘I saw you were at hospital, I thought I was going to have to kill someone’ 

‘What the hell do you mean by that? How did you know I was at the hospital anyway?’ you stare at your phone this is the first time he hasn’t texted you back instantly. 

‘I always keep an eye on my assets’, is he implying what you think he is? ‘Your mine, afterall can’t let anyone hurt you’ Your eyes widen almost comically. Jim Moriarty, self proclaimed villain just told you were his. How are you supposed to respond to that? You’ve only met him a handful of times, half of them with Sherlock, and you would not describe them as ‘friendly’. So where on earth did he get the idea that you fancied him. 

‘I’m not yours’ it should be obvious to him that you would never date him. Yet here you are rejecting him over text.

‘You are, you just don’t know it yet’ you don’t text back just pocketing your phone. Trying to forget the conversation ever happened, especially when Sherlock comes dragging you away. 

He was just messing around, trying to get in your head. At least that's what you tell yourself. Until you return home and find a large bouquet and a card. 

To My Love,  Im deadly Serious your MINE Yours, Jim Moriarty

[redskull199987]

Hello🌸

Can I request an oneshot with William James Moriarty having a very romantic bath with his fem!s/o? They sip wine, chat and most of all enjoy eachother. (Sfw)

(Also reader is like, the shy type)

I really hope this made sense, and thank you very much in advance.

Bye 👋

Too Sweet

William James Moriarty x fem!reader Request

Word count:0.9k

Warnings: none at all, PURE fluff, they’re naked at some point, don’t know if that needs a warning

Summary: After all the work, the countless nights staying up, planning and scheming, you and William finally manage to spend some quality time with each other

Masterlist

You grew up in a rural area around London. You knew what hard work felt like. Or at least you thought so. That was until you met William Moriarty and his family. That was when you learned what real work felt like. What real tiredness felt like when you were staying up the third night in a row, observing those Nobles, Willaim deemed undeserving of their Title and Money.

And while you were a hundred percent hooked on William's plans, always supporting him in every way you could, You had to admit that you had never done a more exhausting job before. Not only coming up with the plans and executing them, but also having to see over and over again how cruel most nobles were, how little they cared about the People they thought were beneath them. 

“What’s on your Mind, Love?”

You blinked profoundly, before your gaze wandered up to none other than William Moriarty himself who was standing in front of you. For a few seconds, you were only able to look at him. His ash blond hair was messily hanging into his face. He had long discarded his jacket and tie, leaving him in a plain white shirt. He looked more relaxed than you had seen him in a long time.

“Just thinking about our last Mission.”, You finally answered him, slowly standing up and walking over to him,”I think if I mess up like that again, the Colonel will shoot me himself.”

William chuckled lowly, as he reached out for you, his nimble fingers embracing your waist and pulling your body against his. With a soft sigh, you leaned your head against his shoulder, your eyes fluttering shut at how sweet he was with you.

“I wouldn’t let him.”, William mumbled into your ear, before pressing a short kiss to your temple,”Come on, the bath is ready.”

You smiled warmly, letting him guide you towards the bathroom. The tender smell of roses and bath soaps hit your nostrils. 

“What’s the Occasion?”, you asked with a smile, as you watched William pull out a few Towels, preparing them for later.

“I think we both deserve something nice, don’t you?”, William elaborated,”All we ever did recently was work to fulfill our plans, my plans.”

You nodded understandingly, reaching out for him and slowly beginning to unbutton his shirt. William only smiled, gently wrapping his arms around your waist. It only took you a few seconds to free him from his shirt, pushing it off of his shoulder and leaving his upper body exposed to you. 

“Beautiful”, he mumbled into your skin, his hot breath hitting your neck,”You’re so beautiful, my love.”

“My turn”, You declared after a few seconds of just admiring him. You quickly turned around, waiting for William to unzip your dress. He took his sweet time with you, running his hands up your arms and resting them on your shoulders. You couldn’t help the blush that crept up your cheeks, as he leaned in closely, pressing a few short kisses to your neck.

Finally, he unzipped your dress, pulling the heavy piece of fabric off your body, leaving you bare in front of him.

You bashfully turned back around. Not able to form a coherent sentence, you just smiled at him, before leaning up and pressing a short kiss to his cheek. Without another word, you walked over to the bathtub, stepping over the edge and slowly lowering yourself into the water. A relieved sigh escaped your lips, when your body was fully submerged under the water, only your head still sticking out.

“You gonna keep standing there?”, You chided, once you noticed William hadn’t moved, but instead chose to stare at you with a dreamy expression on his face. Seemingly breaking out of his trance, he quickly got rid of his remaining clothes, before slowly slipping into the bathtub behind you. You watched the water slosh around a bit, until you felt William's arms wrap around your waist once more, gingerly pulling your body to rest up against his.

You sighed quietly, settling your head against his shoulder once more. After a few moments of comfortable Silence, your eyes fluttered shut. It had been a long time since you felt so at peace, so at home.

A small giggle escaped your lips, when William littered short kisses all over  your neck and shoulders.

“That tickles”, You snickered, gently pushing his head away from you. But William quickly grasped your wrist, a wicked grin on his face before he started to press kisses all over your forearm.You couldn’t help but grin at his antics, until he finally let go of your hand, letting you rest against him in peace. 

You felt Williams' hand rise, tenderly brushing your hair out of your face. His soft touch almost lulled you to sleep. 

“I love you”, You heard him mumble into your hair before he pressed a short kiss to your forehead.

You finally opened your eyes again, gazing up into his scarlet eyes,”I love you too, William.”

[lumaconstante]

OPEN REQUESTS!!!

Notice: I don't write scenes between underage characters, or adult characters with underage characters. Incest is also out of the question , I do not accept these types of requests.

I can write headcanons, scenarios, oneshots and short stories. Below I am leaving two small lists, you can leave requests in the comments for other fandons that do not exist on this list, maybe I know them and can write and add them to the list.

Anime

Boku no Hero Academia / My Hero Academia

Otome no Hametsu Flag / My Next Life as a Villainess

Diabolik Lovers (anime and games)

Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji

Jibaku Shounen Hanako Kun

Oshi no Ko

Moriarty The Patriot

Howl's Moving Castle

Movies, books, series, HQs and games:

Harry Potter

Hogwarts Legacy

Percy Jackson (All Books)

Batfamily

Superfamily

Castlevania

Winx Club

Alice in Wonderland

Lord of the rings

And if you like the Gothamverse, DC comics, Batfamily, anime, Taylor Swift and hero stories in general you will probably like 'Star'. Available on Wattpad in Portuguese and English:

[beneathashadytree]

Hello,How do you feel now? I Hope your get better❤️Anyway congrats for your 2k followers,you really deserve it!

I love your stories and writing so much,and for request, could you please write spicy story about Albert James Moriarty having jealous sex with reader ? You can add little fluff in the end too👉👈prompts: 47, 63,64

LET HIM WATCH - ALBERT MORIARTY X READER

Warnings : this is obviously very NSFW, messy sex, cumming inside, jealousy sex, implied exhibitionism, cum-eating, dom!Albert, sub!reader, this is not proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : filth smut

Word count : 1.3K words (oh shit—)

Additional notes : Hi nonnie! I’m feeling quite alright now, thank you very much. You’re really too sweet! I’m glad to be celebrating this event with all of you guys. I honestly usually write under 1K words for this event, but this request was so good that I just ran with it. I hope it’s to your liking, though I apologize for being so late!💗

Prompts : "Be quiet. We're not alone." "You say that, but all I hear is 'more, more, more.'" "I want to love every inch of you tonight."

Tip jar if you’d like to buy me a Ko-Fi!

Masterlist

Albert Moriarty was a risk taker, and anyone who knew him well enough was aware of that. He liked to act on his whims (which always actually were carefully-constructed plans that depended a little too much on chance) despite knowing that he might very well lose it all, and he loved nothing more than pulling the rug from underneath everyone’s feet without them realizing. He was a wicked man, through and through.

But more wicked than anything he’d done was the way he was currently fucking his sweetheart half-dumb with his back against the wall in an abandoned drawing room, the loud sounds of the party still going on in the ballroom next-door.

Their fists were bunched in his smart shirt, desperately trying to hold onto anything as his cock mercilessly drove deeper into them; deep enough for them to jolt in his arms and arch their back in such a lewd way that, paired with the sex-drunk look in their hazy eyes and their kiss-swollen lips, it almost had him cumming on the spot.

This was much more frenzied than they’d ever seen Albert try to bed them. In fact, the way he wildly snapped his hips upwards as his arms pulled them deeper into his chest and faster down his cock was almost determined to fuck the common sense out of them.

They were already far too gone; after all, under no circumstances had they ever expected to find themselves being pumped full of his cum—not once, but twice—in the room next to the one where all the nobility of the ‘Ton mingled and chattered.

But how could they focus on anything else, when every vein and every ridge of him dragged against their walls so deliciously? How could they form a coherent thought, when his swollen tip abused that one spot that drove them mad with lust and had them writhing in his arms and crying his name like a wanton whore?

“Albert! F-fuck, slow down—!”

He clicked his tongue in mocking disapproval, an almost-condescending smile on his perfect face as he saw how their actions contradicted their words. They were pushing back to meet every single one of his thrusts, eager for the pornographic squelching that came with the meeting of skin against skin and his cock into their sopping hole.

“You say that, but all I hear is 'more, more, more,’” he chuckled. His hands had a mind of their own at this point. One had sought purchase in their thigh, fingers digging deep enough to leave bruises that had them squirming delightfully in their seat for days afterwards, while the other had reached up to pinch at their hardened nipples through their fancy clothes. “And I need to fuck you well enough to leave a mark inside you. After all, no one can do this but me, hm?”

A strangled moan left their mouth as he drove in particularly deep to punctuate the point he was trying to make.

“Your words, sweetheart.”

“Oh, God, yes. Sir, yes, sir. Only you, sir.”

With a tug at their thick locks, he smashed their mouths together, hungrily kissing them as if they would die if they weren’t connected in every single way possible. Teeth gnashed and tugged, and tongues tasted and sucked, so messily that he could swear he could see them drooling a little past the corner of their mouth.

Breathily, after pulling away for a moment, he asked, “Not even Lord Harrington?” What they could muster was only a small sound of dazed confusion, to which he tugged at their hair again and forced them to meet his burning emerald gaze. “He seemed awfully friendly with you earlier. Going on and on about his lands and perks, I presume?”

“N-no! Albert, I would never—“

“It isn’t a matter of whether or not you would, darling. Of course you wouldn’t,” he chuckled half-heartedly, though there was anything but mirth in his voice. He slammed up into them, his pace growing unforgiving, and causing them to twist and whine out another plea. “After all, he wouldn’t be able to ruin you like this. I always knew you liked it rough. I wonder, what he would say if he saw you like this, full of my cock and begging for it harder?”

In a rather ironic twist of fate, the door handle of the drawing room was being twisted open at that moment, and Albert barely had a few seconds to pull the both of them behind the curtains and press them up against the window. Footsteps resounded in the room, and he could hear the sigh of what could only be Lord Harrington himself sitting in an armchair and pulling out a cigarette in the furthest corner of the room.

Albert’s cruel smirk showed just how delighted he was at this turn of events. Before they could even register what was happening, he began pounding into them again, earning a surprised keen of pleasure, before he clamped his hand over their drooling mouth.

“Be quiet,” he hissed into their ear, “We're not alone. Or do you want Lord Harrington to see you all fucked out and desperate for my cum?” When he felt them clenching around him at his words, a jolt of surprise and arousal ran through him. “Oh? Looks like you do want that. Want him to see your pathetic little hole stretched around me? I could arrange that, darling. Just say the word.”

A pinch to their aching nipple, and then a tap to their thigh urged them to push harder against him and take him in deeper. Impossibly fast and ruthless, Albert paid little mind to the fact that Lord Harrington was smoking a mere few meters away from them and could very easily hear them, if not see them altogether. After all, it seemed like his naughty sweetheart had taken a liking to the idea of getting caught.

With a practiced hand, he reached down to teasingly touch them right where they liked it, mixing that with his firm grip. His other hand muffling their breathy gasps and shameless moans, it didn’t take long for him to feel their muscles spasming around him, their orgasm coming crashing into them. That delicious feeling alone coaxed his throbbing length to spill inside their warm walls, and he cursed under his breath at the sight of his cum spilling from where they were joined so messily, and down their flushed and bruised thighs.

In a daring display of lewdness that almost stunned him, they scooped his release from between their thighs as he pulled out of them with a low hiss, and stuck their fingers into their mouth. A satisfied hum, and they were licking every drop off their wet fingers. That sight alone kindled yet another raging fire inside of him; one that couldn’t be satisfied with a mere quick fuck behind the curtains.

“Just so you know,” they shakily whispered, clinging onto his lapels as they still seemed a little exhausted from their passionate craze, “It’s not his presence that makes the difference. It’s the thought of you showing us—me, off. That’s all, really.”

Albert could only swallow thickly, as he felt his heart thud in his chest. He barely registered the fact that Lord Harrington’s footsteps had taken him out of the room and closed the door behind him. All he could think of at the moment was that he couldn’t think of a more perfect person to have fallen so irrevocably in love with.

With a gentleness that had been absent from his fit of jealousy, he began to readjust their rumpled and half-strewn clothes. Clasping their sticky hands in his, he pulled them in closer for a tender, almost-laughably-chaste kiss to their soft lips.

“Let’s go outside and bid everyone our farewells. We can make it back home before ten.” He glanced at his watch for confirmation, then nodded. Brushing back their hair, he met their eyes, no less sensual, but all the more fond. “I want to love every inch of you tonight.”

Taglist : @sherlockscumslut @lilias-highlights @whitecelluyu @wifeofkyojuro

[shiitake111]

"Born and raised on the streets, to fall into addiction was inevitable. It was impossible to stay pure, to stay innocent, when the failure practically surrounded him. When his small hands tremble at the sight of a death brought by him, holding onto a knife with a handle too big for him to grasp around, his soul begins to rot, and its fleeting remains wither with time. And while the first touch starts infection, the last collapses its whole entirely; like pages brittle with waning use and careless care, like ash on the end of a still-burning, stump cigarette. Sherlock - his skin, his touch - was nicotine.

He wants more, but there’s no time. Liam chuckles in pain, staggering.

The blood stays, it stains, it stings, like acid on Sherlock's trembling hands.

"No, no," Sherlock whispered desperately, breathing heavily."

fic rec;

please don't (say you love me)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59063002

[lumillsie]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ elementary masterlist. ੈ✩‧₊˚

╰┈➤ sherlock holmes, joan watson, marcus bell, mycroft holmes, jamie moriarty, odin reichenbach, gareth lestrade

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sherlock holmes. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ joan watson. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ marcus bell. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ mycroft holmes. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jaime moriarty. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ odin reichenbach. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ gareth lestrade. ੈ✩‧₊˚

tba.

[heirloomgem]

Monthly Writing Plan

Hello, my lovely readers. It's me, heirloomgem! I hope that you guys enjoyed my latest fanfic and are doing well.

I'm actually planning on posting a monthly voting poll with 3 different animes or manga with characters to choose from.

You can pick/vote for whoever interests you and either send me any suggestions or request one shot regarding those characters. And whichever character wins on the voting poll, I'm going to post a one-shot series on them.

Please tell me if you are interested in it and I, then, would proceed with this plan.😊

I'm sorry for the past vote that was erased. I have to redo the voting duration. Please forgive me😫😭🙏

[loichte]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 憂国のモリアーティ | Yuukoku no Moriarty | Moriarty the Patriot (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/William James Moriarty (Yuukoku no Moriarty) Characters: Sherlock Holmes (Yuukoku no Moriarty), William James Moriarty (Yuukoku no Moriarty), Albert James Moriarty (Yuukoku no Moriarty), Mycroft Holmes (Yuukoku no Moriarty), Mycroft'smaid for like three seconds Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Smut, Post Fall, Longing, Oral, Anal, Buttstuff, what is a condom, Sherlock's squeaky bed, Cuddle, I'm bad at photoshop, No i won't change the font it's fucking cursive Summary:

Sherlock covered the laughter with a fake cough; he wasn't as nice as Liam. He would have left her to her own devices. But the girl beamed with relief and walked ahead at a brisk pace while Sherlock touched William on the elbow.

He leaned over to whisper in his ear, only briefly.

"The bow tie isn't the only piece of clothing that gets too tight for me."

And because no one was looking, he slowly slid a hand from Williams' lower back over his buttocks to pinch once. Sherlock didn't even get a sound and took the hand back because there was no way they could stay there. William returned the gesture by brushing their fingers together and finally started to move; Sherlock half a step behind, enjoying the view.

[vroerry]

Info <3

♡ vian/vro ♡ 18 ♡ multifandom ♡ requests: OPEN :33  ♡they/them ♡bisexual

What I write:

♡ Headcanons

♡ Oneshots

♡ Drabbles

♡ Short Fanfics

Fandoms I write for:

♡ Haikyuu!

♡ BSD (anime only)

♡ Trigun Stampede

♡ Danganronpa (All games, animes)

♡ Genshin Impact

♡ Vanitas no Carte

♡Ace Attorney (only the first two games of the trilogy)

♡ Blue lock (anime only)

♡ Wayhaven

♡ Honkai Star rail

♡Moriarty the patriot

♡ Ouran High School Host Club

♡ Obey me!

Rules:

♡If I can’t write it, I probably won’t

♡ Both SFW and NSFW (more to that later)

♡ Be clear when requesting: genre, length, etc

♡ When writing NSFW or heavy topics (such as depression, mental illness etc): I will be ignoring topics I cannot handle. I can’t name specific things I am unable to write, because it depends on my current state of mind 

♡ But I 100˘% won’t be writing: Nsfw with underaged characters,pedophilia, rape

♡ I think that’s all :3 Hope we’ll get along well! <3 

♡ DO NOT REPOST MY WORK, ON ANY OTHER PLATFORMS

[cozywriter]

🥮 ~ Cozy Corner’s Grand Menu ~ 🥮

🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮🧋🥮 You were walking down the cobblestone pathway of your town, adjusting the strap of your bag as the hustle and bustle of the street puts you on edge. Sure, there were the everyday pickpockets and thieves, but you couldn’t be too careful nowadays. Every street you turned down, it seemed to get busier and busier, which meant more people. And more people meant the increasing inevitability of trouble. Not wanting to get swept up by the crowd — or worse, stuck in it — you quickly spotted a little café. It was tucked away in its own little corner along the road and from the looks of it, no one else was in there. Deciding to wait for the masses to pass before making your way back home, you quickly made your way through what little space the people left for others to pass by and started shuffling hurriedly towards the café’s doors.

Upon entering its threshold, a soft chime rang through the empty establishment. The scent of fresh bread and coffee wafting through the air. You look around and quickly realize no one is here. Not one customer, barista or baker in sight. You step further into the shop, only to realize you don’t hear the busy clamor of the outside world. No honking cars, no muffled speech from passersby behind the door. Not even shadows crossing the color tainted glass windows. You decide to book it before some psycho pops out from behind the counter, but just as you turn on your heels to run for the door, all you see is white.

In a panic, you stumble backwards, only for the next thing you see to be the mahogany ceiling, a stinging pain making from your bum making itself known. Groaning softly, you sit up, trying to rub the pain away, cussing out some choice words. Slowly rising to your feet, you’re met with a small circular coffee table that seats one, your bag already propped on top of it and leaning against the dirty green walls. Utterly confused and a tad perturbed, you whip your head around, still finding the cafe empty. Hesitantly, you look back and blink twice as you find a leather bound menu, conveniently placed so that the establishment’s brand faces you. 

Figuring that one peak couldn’t hurt, you hesitantly sit down on the wooden stool that had been previously pushed in before opening the menu, reading it over…

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🥮 ~ Legend ~ 🥮

🎂Made to Order = Commissioned Requests

🍡Manager’s Pick = Self Commissioned 

🍓Spicy = Smut

🍨Sweet = Fluff

🍹Strong = Angst

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🥮 ~ Appetizers and Soups ~ 🥮

Green Tea Ochazuke (Bungo Stray Dogs) Ciorba de Burta (Castlevania) Beef Wantons (Lego Monkie Kid)

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🥮 ~ Main Dishes ~ 🥮 Moussaka (EPIC: The Musical)  Fish and Chips (Moriarty the Patriot) Boeuf Bourguignon (The Case Study of Vanitas) Traditional Pepperoni Pizza (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) Deep Fried Arctic Char (Fate/Grand Order)

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🥮 ~ Drinks ~ 🥮

Matcha and Cherry Fizzy Soda (Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign) Bloody Mary Cocktail (Blood Blockade Battlefront) Red Mystic Liquor (Bastard Warrior)

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🥮 ~ Desserts ~ 🥮

Jelly filled Donuts (Trigun: Stampede) Manju (PROGENITOR on YT) Dark Chocolate Pie (Bastards VS Zombies)

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🥮 ~ Manager’s Notes ~ 🥮

~ The Staff have the right to turn down any dish if it makes them uncomfortable to make.  ~ Kindly keep any and all orders relating to politics and religion out of this establishment. This is meant to be a safe space you can unwind and have fun. ~ Other than that, please enjoy your meal!

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Although the cafe’s food choices were… random, at least they had variety, right…? I guess now, all that’s left to do is place an order…

[user-needs-new-hyperfixation]

Liam in my vampire fic: super careful to never outright lie to Sherlock, though he certainly does so by omission/implication/suggestion.

Albert in the companion piece I'm writing:

[star-girl-05]

Eventful

Jim Moriarty x Reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

You run your hands over his suit jacket smoothing out non-existing wrinkles. He watches your movements focusing on the way your fingers barely graze his tie before straightening it. You eye him up and down, a smile forming on your face seemingly satisfied with your work. “There you go darling now you’ll be perfect for your little date” He places a sweet kiss to your lips, saying a quick thank you before heading to the car waiting for him. “That Sherlock stands no chance with you in that suit” he chuckles at the comment but doesn’t disagree. 

When Jim comes back from his ‘Date’ with Sherlock he’s buzzing. A joyous smile on his face as he practically skips over to you. “Helloooo, Love” he calls out, placing a kiss on your cheek. You chuckle, a smile forming of your own. 

“I take it went well”

“It was splendid you should have seen his face he was like,” he immediately started mimicking Sherlock's face albeit dramatically. This is just one of the many things you love about Jim. He’s so animated when he talks. You have never met anyone like Jim Moriaty and you doubt you ever will.  “Not only did I get to mess with Sherlock, I got a call about a potential business deal, overall it’s been quite the evening” 

“You know an eventful evening should end with an eventful night” Jim’s smile seems to get larger (If that's possible).

“My, My it must be my lucky day” You grab his face planting a deep kiss on his lips. 

“Won’t you join me in the bedroom, Moriaty” His skin prickles at the way you say his name. How could he ever decline such a lovely offer? You grab his hand hastily leading him to the bedroom.

You're shoving the bedroom door open while grabbing Jim's face. Kissing him with so much fever. He returns the passion, slipping off his jacket. By the time you make it to the bed his top is completely unbuttoned and yours is discarded on the floor. 

The two of you fell to the bed, not wanting any space between the two of you. That's how you spent the rest of the night eliciting moans and groans from each other and thoroughly marking every inch of skin on the other. 

[redskull199987]

Can I request William James Moriarty x reader making out and reader was so loud that everyone heard them so when they got down Moran and Bond were teasing reader and she is so emotional so she started crying and ran from room and Louis, William, Albert and Jack wanted to kill these two but they went straight to apologize to reader

The right Decision

William James Moriarty x female!reader Request

Word count:1.2k

Warnings:making out, emotional reader

Summary: You and William were supposed to join the others for tea but you have other plans..

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A few weeks ago, I wouldn't even have dared to think about what was happening right now. A few weeks ago, William was nothing more than a close friend, just like the rest of his family. But now, it was different. Since I confessed my love to him, he never seemed to be more than ten meters away from me. To be honest, I was surprised that he even wanted to persue a relationship with me, considering the plans he had. 

But he did nevertheless.

And that's exactly how we ended up here. Huddled up in William's bedroom, with his hands all over my body, while we were actually supposed to join the others downstairs for tea. I could smell the sweet scent of Louis'selfmade green tea all the way up to where we were sitting on William's bed.

"Will?", I mumbled, as he softly kissed the sensitive skin behind my ear.

"Will, we should join the others", I tried to reason with him, but William only whined and raised his head to look at me.

"Five more minutes", he whispered and softly caressed my cheek with his tender fingers.

"This is so unlike you, Will", I mumbled, while he pulled me into his lap.

"It's because you make me feel a whole new emotion", He mumbled, his crimson eyes fixated on mine.

I felt a blush creep up at my neck. William was so different now. While he was already caring and friendly before, he now seemed like he wanted to protect me at all costs. His soft touches telling me that he would never dare to let anything happen to me. 

"Is it Love that you feel?", I asked, as his hands started to push up my skirt, his palms resting on my thighs while I pulled his face back to mine.

"That and so much more", he confessed. A sigh escaped me, as he pressed his lips against mine in a tender, yet passionate kiss. I felt how he pulled me impossibly closer. And it almost felt like this moment could last forever, like he wouldn't die in a few months. It felt like he would throw all that away and just stay with me forever. 

But I knew that he would never do that. He had worked his entire life for this and he wouldn't give it up for me.

"I know, what you are thinking about, my love", William said, as we parted,"You are thinking about my death, aren't you"

I only nodded. I knew lying to him was worthless. I watched as a soft smile appeared on his face.

"You know", he mumbled, placing a soft kiss on my forehead,"If I would've met you earlier, I might've stopped persuing my goal"

My eyes widened upon hearing his words:"Really?!"

He only nodded:"I would've made sure that protecting you is the only Goal I have"

"Oh, Will", I sighed pulling him back towards my lips. I knew that this meant much more than just saying 'I love you'.

And now as he kissed me so passionately and touched me so gently, I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. And as moan after moan escaped my lips, I knew that I wanted nothing more that for him to live. But I knew that I couldn't change his mind. I would try anyways though...

"Look, who finally made it to tea", I heard Moran say, as William and me finally made our way downstairs to the others. I could see that him and Albert were playing a game of chess. Albert was about to win though. 

"Sorry, that we're late", William smiled and took my hand, pulling me into his side,"We were just enyjoying some time alone together."

"Of course you were", Bond smiled, a cup of tea still in his hand, as he sat down between Louis and Fred on the sofa.

I already felt my cheeks blush, as William guided me into the room. Suddenly everything felt so wrong. I almost regretted giving in to William's request to stay in his room a little while longer. The only thing grounding me right now, was his firm grip around my waist.

"Y/N, tell me how is William doing as your lover so far. He almost seems to innocent for a parter", Moran grinned, his dark eyes fixated on mine. Usually, his flirty behavior didn't bother me but right now it all seemed too overhelming.

"We're doing fine, Colonel", William smiled politely, as he took a step forward to reach for the two ramaining cups on the table.

"Oh, we could certainly hear that", Moran grinned and mindlessly moved a chess piece in front of him.

And that little comment was enough. I didn't know what had gotten into me, but my shoulders slumbed and I felt tears burning in my eyes.

"Excuse me", I mubled, before quickly making my way back upstairs. I didn't want them to see my like this. So vulnarable. It was enough, if William had to see this side of me.

I quickly made my way back into William's room. I threw the door shut behind me and immediately  retreated onto his balcony. As the fresh air hit my face and the soft rays of the afternoon sun hit my face, I could already feel myself calm down again. Today was probably just an emotional day. With William's confession earlier, I felt alll over the place.

A quiet,"God damn it", left my lips as I cursed the fact that I couldn't control my feelings at times like these. Especially because I wasn't the only one who felt like this. With the great finale of William's plan coming closer and closer, every single one of us was on edge. And I had to be the one who needed taking care of again, as always. That thought almost made me want to cry again and I fiercely gripped the balustrade of the balcony.

"My love?"

My eyes widened, as I heard William's voice behind me. I turned around and saw him standing in the middle of his room. The rest of the group seemingly wanted to hide behind his frame.

"I'm sorry, Y/N", Moran said and immediately made his way over to me. He looked at me ashamed and took my hand, falling to his knees,"I know it's not easy for you. I shouldn't have said, what I said."

"Its fine, Moran", I assured him and moitioned for him to stand up again. What he didn't expect was, that I pulled him into a firm hug.

"We're all on edge, so no worries", I explained and looked at the others with a smile,"I trust William and I know his plan will work out. For all of us."

"Thank you, my beloved",William said and bowed slightly. The others followed his example.

"Now come on", I said, striding towards him and taking his hand,"Let's drink a cup of tea, before it gets dark outside"

"It would be my pleasure", Will smiled.

Together with the others, we walked back to the living room and I couldn't say that I regretted it, because I got to see Moran despair in a game of chess against William. So, in the end, I knew that pursuing this relationship was the right decision.

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𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄! 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘 1𝐒𝐓-14𝐓𝐇, 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐁𝐒𝐃, 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊, 𝐌𝐇𝐀, 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇, 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘, 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍, 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐈��𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓.

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐, 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅/𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅/𝑬𝑻𝑪. [𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑩𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑿 𝑭𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬! 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑻𝑶𝑶, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔!]

𝑫𝒂𝒚 1 - 𝑴𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒖 𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆

𝑫𝒂𝒚 2 - 𝑰𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒀𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆?

𝑫𝒂𝒚 3 - 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒐𝒕𝒐 𝑻𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒆

𝑫𝒂𝒚 4 - 𝑴𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒎𝒊 𝑭𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝑨𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒓

𝑫𝒂𝒚 5 - 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝑫. 𝑳𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒚 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔

𝑫𝒂𝒚 6 - 𝑰𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒐 𝑲𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒊 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎

𝑫𝒂𝒚 7 - 𝑳𝒐𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚!

𝑫𝒂𝒚 8 - 𝑰𝒛𝒖𝒌𝒖 𝑴𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝑫𝒂𝒚 9 - 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐 𝑬𝒅𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓

𝑫𝒂𝒚 10 - 𝑹𝒊𝒏 𝑰𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑼𝒏𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆

𝑫𝒂𝒚 11 - 𝑨𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑵𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑫𝒂𝒚 12 - 𝑯𝒂𝒘𝒌𝒔 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆

𝑫𝒂𝒚 13 - 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝑵𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 [𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯 𝑺𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑶𝑳 𝑨𝑼!]: 𝑭𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑫𝒂𝒚 14 - 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒕! 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒚𝒖 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒐 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑩𝒂𝒅

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑲𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓. 𝑺𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒑𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉, 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔. 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑺 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑻𝑶 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑨𝒀. [𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 100 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒕𝒐𝒐!]

[beneathashadytree]

Hello there! I would like to request prompt 43 with William James Moriarty from Moriarty the Patriot and the reader is the one saying it to him. As for me I'd like it to be a bit suggestive if that's okay with you 🫠

ALL MARKED-UP - WILLIAM MORIARTY X READER

Warnings : nothing NSFW but somewhat suggestive, this isn’t proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : a little spicy fluff I think

Word count : 0.8K words

Additional notes : Hi nonnie! Interestingly enough, as soon as I saw the prompt, I felt like it had to be the reader saying it, so kudos to you for choosing your request so perfectly! I had fun with this, and I hope you like it!💗

Prompt : “If you give me a hickey, I'll have to give you one too.”

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“Oh dear. You look rather upset.” William’s chuckle came from the doorway, where he was leaning as he watched them huff and puff in frustration.

With a glance of annoyance, they rolled their eyes and went back to fidgeting with the collar of their shirt. “No thanks to you, of course. The marks you left are conspicuous, to say the least.”

“We were in a rush,” he replied in a matter-of-fact tone. “And you know I tend to get… enthusiastic when you drag me into abandoned rooms in the middle of balls.”

“That was yesterday evening. It’s been a whole twenty four hours,” they groaned, releasing the collar of their top as they realized that there was no use in trying to hide it with just their clothes. “I thought it would be gone by now.”

“I’m sorry, my dear.” William walked up to them, looking anything but sorry as he stared into the mirror. “On the bright side, I suppose no one’s going to have any doubts anymore as to whether or not our marriage is a happy one?”

“Don’t remind me,” they grumbled, feeling their indignation rise once again at his words. Their fumbling in their drawers grew messier as their agitation increased. “The nerve of him! Lord Byron’s certainly got no limits to his rudeness. And the Viscount! He thinks that his own shoddy marriage is enough of a reason to project on everyone else’s.”

Their husband hummed. “I think I heard someone last night, mentioning that his son’s legitimacy was in question.” A mischievous glint twinkled in his eye through the mirror, as he watched them finally pull out their makeup kit and set out to try and cover the blooming red and purple marks on their neck and collarbone. “If someone somehow manages to slip that he bears an uncanny resemblance to his wife’s stableboy up in her estate, then that would be entirely coincidental, would it not?”

Pausing in their ministrations with their powder puff mid-air, they turned to look at him with a look that was a mix of horror and awe. “You truly are something else, Liam. I’d hate to get on your bad side.”

With a smile they could never resist, he rested his hand on their waist, leaning in to press a soft kiss to their forehead, before whispering, “After last night, you should know precisely which side is my favorite.”

His seductive tone didn’t slip past them unnoticed, and they could feel their throat getting drier at the implications of his words, and the memories they brought back. With shaky hands, they tried to finish applying the makeup as best as they could, in a vain attempt to hide their lovebites.

Of course, ever-perceptive William would notice their trembling, if the laugh that left him was any indication. “Is there anything I can do now? Though it does wound me so to see you trying to disguise them, I understand why the nobility seeing them would upset you.”

A thoughtful look crossed their face, before they turned in his arms to face him properly. “I might have an idea to scandalize them even more.”

He arched his eyebrow at that. “Oh?”

Their eyes now held the sort of glimmer that always appeared whenever they made love between the sheets until the break of dawn and until they grew delirious with pleasure, or whenever they escaped for a passionate, whirlwind of a tryst with him down the hallways of some nobleman’s mansion. It was a look he’d never get tired of; a look that spoke volumes of how much they’d always want him.

Looking as tempting as ever, they smiled wickedly as they leaned in close enough to smell his cologne. Deft fingers found his own pale neck, teasingly stroking the skin and watching as it pebbled at their touch. “If you give me a hickey, I'll have to give you one too, don’t you think?” Daringly, their teeth nipped at a particular spot underneath his jaw that always had him swallowing thickly. “Or ten.”

“Well,” William managed to say after a few beats of stunned silence, somehow managing to sound somewhat well-composed, though some other body parts proved otherwise. “I can quickly think of ten places for them. Do be quick though, darling. We wouldn’t want them to think we’re improper, would we?”

“Oh no, certainly not,” they chuckled, moving back to fall against the bed behind them and pulling him to them by the belt loops. “The hosts themselves can’t be too late, I suppose.” Toying with the button of his pants, they could hear his breath hitching. “You’ll have to forgive me for being a bit rough with you then, if we want to greet the guests on time.”

“Have me as you wish,” he mumbled, before tumbling back onto the bed with his ever-so-tempting spouse in a flurry of eager limbs and unabashed desire.

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Currents Between Worlds

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Summary

An AU based on The Little Mermaid, with William James Moriarty as the mermaid prince who trades his tail for the chance to live on land, and Sherlock Holmes as the eccentric human who guides him in the terrestrial world.

William's POV

The library was utterly silent, save for the soft sound of pages turning and the faint rustle of waves in the distance. Sitting on the floor, surrounded by piles of books, William hungrily scanned a volume of advanced mathematics. The faintly salty scent of his skin, still carrying the ocean's touch, mingled with the aroma of aged pages.

He had never imagined that humans stored so much knowledge on mere sheets of paper. The sea had carried these books to him years ago, remnants of a shipwreck. It was the equations and theorems that had sparked his fascination, planting the idea that the human world might offer something more than just legs.

However, living among them was far from simple. There were rules, customs, and a language he still struggled to master.

"You woke up early."

Sherlock Holmes' voice sliced through the silence like a blade. William looked up, meeting the detective's mischievous grin.

"Did you sleep last night?" Sherlock asked, eyebrows raised as he gestured dramatically at the chaos around him.

William slowly shook his head, not letting go of the book in his hands.

What followed was something he didn't expect: Sherlock threw his head back and erupted into a fit of laughter so loud and spontaneous that even the birds outside stirred.

"My dear William, if anyone saw this scene, they’d swear you’re a reclusive professor, not a… well, let’s say, curious visitor."

Sherlock approached, his steps agile and confident. He picked up one of the open books on the floor and read a passage.

"Mathematics. Always mathematics. Why not poetry? Something more… human?"

"Poetry is confusing, full of conflicting emotions," William replied with a frankness that made Sherlock raise an eyebrow.

"And mathematics isn’t?"

William didn’t answer, but the glint in his eyes said enough.

Sherlock's POV

Sherlock had always known William wasn’t like the others. From the moment he found him disoriented near the coast, there was something otherworldly about his presence. It wasn’t just his ethereal beauty or the way he seemed fascinated by the most mundane things—it was his hunger for knowledge that intrigued him the most.

Teaching William to read and write had been an unexpected challenge. For someone who already knew so much—from astronomy to navigation—he had glaring gaps in basic knowledge. But William learned quickly, absorbing everything like a sponge.

That morning, seeing him surrounded by books, Sherlock felt a strange warmth in his chest. There was something almost childlike about the way William treated the human world, as if every discovery were a rare gem.

"You should rest, you know?" Sherlock remarked, throwing himself into a nearby armchair.

"And you should stop giving advice you don’t follow," William retorted without looking up from his book.

Sherlock laughed again, but this time the sound was softer, almost affectionate.

"Touch. Capture. Counterattack," William murmured to himself, scribbling something on a sheet beside him.

"Chess?"

"A strategy I thought of for the game."

Sherlock leaned forward, his eyes gleaming.

"Oh, so now you want to challenge me?"

William looked up, and for the first time that morning, he smiled.

When the full moon finally shone in the sky, marking the final deadline for William to decide whether to remain human or return to the sea, Sherlock brought him to the top of a hill where the ocean seemed to merge with the horizon.

"You have a choice, William, but..." Sherlock hesitated, a rare moment of vulnerability surfacing. "I hope you stay."

William looked at the moon, then at the man beside him. He knew the ocean would always be a part of him, but the human world, with all its mysteries and contradictions, offered something he had never found beneath the waves: companionship.

He smiled at Sherlock, and for the first time, spoke without hesitation:

"I’ll stay."

And when Sherlock took his hand, William knew he had found his true home.

A little Mermaid Au of Moriarty the patriot. Borrowing elements of Hans Christian Anderson’s story and a little of Disney’s. With a happy ending of course. But the dead line is till the next full moon. Both William & Sherlock’s POVs.

Idea for a scene where Sherlock finds Liam in the library “your up early “. He looks around sees all the books spread out and stacked on floor. “Did you get any sleep last night?” Liam shakes his “no”. Sherlock then throws his head in hysterical laughter.

This would imply if Sherlock where to teach William to read & write. Unless he already knows how to read and only knows what he’s read in books from sunken ships about the human world. One of the ships was carrying books left behind by a university professor on broad. They were of several subjects and Willian took a liking to the books mathematics.