#Yandere Moriarty the patriot x reader

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere sherlock with a darling who smart and sneaky but she weak in health

Yandere Sherlock Holmes

You and Sherlock met each other on the ship. At first, he probably wouldn't care much for you. But he would change his mind when he realized your intelligence.

After this, everything would change.

Oh you would be a perfect couple. At least that's what Sherlock would think. You can really help him out a lot with solving crimes.

He just didn't remember to ask your opinion.

Just a small Yandere mistake :3

Sherlock would ask for help on many cases. You would make him think better. This would just be a fact. Also a great way to get to know you better. This would eventually lead to dating.

Dating wouldn't last that long. Yandere gotta do what Yandere gotta do.

Your health would affect the plans a lot. He would slowly try to figure out your limitations and strengths.

Sherlock would try to support your needs and health. He'd probably quit smoking inside if you asked him to.

He doesn't say it often but he cares about you a lot.

However, he also makes sure he can't leave. At best, this would be an exciting game of cat and mouse.

[fancyfeathers]

God I just had the funniest idea after watching the tea party ova of Moriarty the Patriot…

Just picture their darlings there because they all are a part of the household now.

William’s darling, the shy little thing she is, is just clinging onto William’s arm or near his side the entire time. Half of the ladies present are glaring at her because she is a little street rat who took William’s heart before anyone else could have a chance that they didn’t even have in the first place. The other half of the ladies present are smitten with the adorable little wife of the mathematics professor, like the way a little girl would coo over their baby sibling or new doll that their parents bought them, they offer William to take her off of his hands for a day or perhaps a week, telling her how adorable she would look with a trip to her family’s country home and makeover, perhaps a new wardrobe and- While the ladies ramble on, she is just looking at William with pleading eyes to get her out of there.

Meanwhile Albert’s darling, who was born into nobility is taking the opportunity to visit with some of her old friends who are present, slipping away from Albert to fend for himself with all the ladies present. Many of those ladies she speaks to are the same ladies who have swept William’s darling away to fixate on her, and they are just talking to Albert’s darling while playing with her curls like did she do her hair? Oh she did, well isn’t that just adorable- oh and the earring and necklace she is wearing was a gift from Albert’s darling? Well isn’t that just the sweetest.

Louis’ darling has the most merciful fate because she gets to help her husband and the temporary staff in the kitchen away from all the commotion of the party, though if she does end up nicking herself once with a knife even once Louis will bandage it and send her upstairs so she can read or something, but chances are she will snag Von Herder’s darling from the basement where they are keeping watch over the things the others don’t want found and she will take her upstairs to read with her and people watch from the window.

Then there is Bonde’s and Moran’s darling who get to help out with the party, and by get to help it means they have to help due to all the pleading from each of their partners. The both of them stick close together, gossiping and making notes about the rich ladies at the party and asking each other what the other gets from the other’s partner in order to agree to do this and let’s just saw the answers they give one another they would have to hope none of the guests at the party overhear…

But of course by the end of the party those promises are put on hold due to everyone’s exhaustion. Bonde has his darling cuddled up next to him, his arms pulling the blanket around them both. Moran practically has to carry his darling up to bed because she is ready to fall asleep at any moment and run out the cramps in her legs from her heels. Louis’ darling cleans up the kitchen for him as the temporary staff is dismissed and her husband gets ready for bed. Von Herder’s darling has to pull him out of the basement so the two of them can go to sleep cause if she didn’t he would be down there all night. Albert and his darling go up to bed early and split a bottle of wine between the two of them before they pass out from exhaustion. William helps his darling get undressed and ready for bed and she quickly tells him as they settle into bed how she never wants to do that again and he fully agrees.

[ananiel]

Okay, I know and I'm very sorry that I am bothering you again. I just thought about something crazy.... What if Sherlock and William baby traped Obanai!Reader? And she can't bring herself to kill the babies because it's not babies's fault? It's twins by the way. Girl and Boy.

And if you are writing NSFW can you do it too?

And I am very sorry again for bothering you with my requests😭

I just like how you write about it and how you are imagining it. I have plenty scenarios but I don't know how to write them🥲

Yes, i am not the best at writing nsfw but i can certainly try, and do not worry, You are of no bother at all, i like taking requests, and that is a very good idea!

Yandere sherlock holmes x reader x yandere William james moriarty

Tw : mentions of killing intent, non con, yandere themes, baby trapping, drugging, dark content, read at your own risk!

Nsfw!

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IT had been days since they saw your scars... Days since they started making side comments, side comments that became more and more disturbing for You

"do You think that the child Will have your beautifull eyes?"

Or

"... Ha, you'd look so good round, full with children, my darling"

You weren't dumb either. You knew what they were hinting at, all the soft touches, sugestive looks and most importantly, on the rarely ocasions that they let You go outside... The way they would stare at pregnant or mother's with their children, especially if the Young ones were still babies. Every time, You would see at least one of them stare long, with a small smile as his hand went to your stomach, holding it tight (and You in place)

Of course, You expected what came next, a talk with them, over tea, which, as a fool, You took, in which they wanted to prepare You, and say that You are at a Point in your relathionship in which the time for kids is right... They were old enough, and so were You for that.

You protested, screaming at them as You told them that You would never want to raise children, or have sex, with either one... And they took that... Smirking?

When your vision got slightly blury You understood why, of course, they planned this, they knew You, they knew You wouldn't accept it in no way posible. But drugging? This was low even for them, You wanted to say, but do You truly know them both so well to say that? Can You even say that, knowing You were talking about your kiddnappers and possible rapists?

.

.

.

"no... No...." You breath out, trying to pull yourself togheter as You saw them inch closer.

Maybe it was your tired mind, but You could swear that You saw their faces twisted in that awfull smirks of theirs.

Sherlock was the one to grab You to your feet and making You grind against his erected cock while he let out a shaky breath of pleasure.

"now sherlock... Be patient Will You? Your turn Will come"

William says wraping his arms around your waist and holding your ass against his pants.

"it is easy for You, Liam, You will be the first to take her"

You shooks your head, your ears ringing as sherlock comented, and his rough hands adictinvly went and unbottined your shirt, giving them acces to your bare skin.

Seeing that, William's lips made contact with your neck and shoulders, whispering sweet nothings about how You will see that this is the best for You, that You were made to be a mother and that You will thank them for impregnating You when You would see the beautifull baby that will come out of you all.

You fall on the sofa, them soon following and taking their positions, with William behind You and Sherlock in front of You, Sherlock captured your lips in a pasionate kiss, his hands going to your hips as his toungue plays around your mouth, his hands guiding Your hips to meet William's, earning a few moans from the blond as he continued to pree open mouthed Kisses to your neck, making You unconsciouly moan against Sherlock's mouth, which grew his need dor You.

They continued to whisper sweet nothings here and there, but that didn't help, didn't help at all, as tears weild up in your eyes and their hands opened up your pants.

You were too weak to fight, and the combination of sherlock's roughness and the way William softly rubs his hands all over your skin... It was getting good, as much as you hated to admit it, as much as you hated the fact that they did make You wet.

William smiles mischevously as he felt the wetness from your panties, bring to of his fingers to tease your entrace before inserting them slowly, making You yelp weakly against Sherlock's mouth.

William started thrusting his fingers, making small pauses that had You embarassingly trying to meet his thrusts.

"see? Told ya she's gonna come around eventually, now hurry up Liam, am getting impatient... "

William playfully rolls his eyes as sherlock Kisses down your chest, ending up sucking on one of your nipples as his hand massages the other one.

William continues to thrust his fingers up, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, but before You can come, he removes his fingers, making You grown.

You left soft moans spill out of your lips from sherlock's actions as your eyes widen when You heard the William's pants falling down.

"easy now..." he shushes as he gives himself a pump before guiding You on himself, making You take him inch by inch. Not giving You time to get used to him before he bottoms out

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as You felt him slowly snap his hips back in you, earning a very loud moan from you, followed by more small muffle ones.

"hey... I'm getting jealous, pay attention to me too... " sherlock whispers, his hands playing with your clit as William thrusted his hips fast, making You reach your High that was denied earlier

"oh... This is... Better than i could've ever dreamed" he says in between groans and pants, his motions continuing for what felt like hours, as he continued to thrust, not giving You time to come down from your High

You moaned louder.

"we talked that after cumming we Switched William" sherlock bites into your shoulder, as if to show that he is very serious, not that William could seem to care less

"Said about switch ing after coming, she did, i didn't, wait till i finish and have your turn, it's not like she is going anywhere"

William rests his head against your shoulder, shotting his load inside you.

Panting, he gives one more thrust before pulling away.

"finally!" sherlock exclaims as pushes inside you, causing You to yelp, thinking that ha wasn't prepared, and that You would get a small break.

But no, the overstimulation was making You even more lightheaded than You already were because of the druged Tea. And jesus, You didn't know if You liked sherlock's aproach more, or William's. William was more calculated, having a rythm that he trusted in, while at sherlock it felt like every single thrust was difrent from the other, making your stomach twist and turn. You were close again, and if they fucked You thought this orgasm again, You are more than sure that You will pass out

"forgeting about me?" William asks as he presses down on your stomach, making You moan as he could feel sherlock's dick against his finger. You let out a loud moan as You came, William kissing your neck whole smiling as sherlock seemed to lost in his pleasure tto give a reaction other than a moan from the aditional squeze "you'll see my darling, once this children are born, You will thank us"

Sherlock nods, too lost into his pleasure to respond properly as he chases his high, bitting down on the opposite shoulder that is planting the Kisses.

His movements get more sloppy, and after 2 more thrusts, he cums. You fall against his chest, breathing in deeply as tears start pooling from your eyes again, but You don't know what they are. Maybe fear, maybe overstimulation, hatred .

"your turn now, Liam" Your eyes widen at that

"let her rest a minute, she needs it if we want her to not pass out and remember everything"

.

.

.

And remember everything you did, You felt disgusted at yourself, You looked into the mirror at your stomach almost 8 times a day, trying to see a difrence, trying to see if truly You were pregnant with their children.

You dreded the fact that You were late, that You were sleeping more, that You were more picky, and they couldn't seem to get enough of them.

They had, physician after physician come, but after the first one was killed right in front of You after You tried to tell him the truth, that You were forced into this. You weren't trying to take any risks now, You didn't want a poor man's blood on your hands.

Twins.

Twins, oh how happy they were at the sound of twins, how empty You felt, thinking that instead of one reminders of what happend, You had two. Two little beasts to resemble the bigger ones.

At month 5 You were already big enough to cause some disconfort, which they took grade pleasure in, helping and always holding your stomach... You considered more than once to fall down a fight of stairs, to end this pregnancy and posibly yourself, but something stopped You, the vow You made to be better than your parents.

You hated those kids, and it made You hate yourself more, that You couldn't love them, that You will end up maybe worse than your whole clan. What choice did the children have? It's not like they were at fault for who their fathers are...

You saw them put the cribs, You saw them react and tell everyone, and soon, You will see them hold the babies too. You saw the obbsesion, the need in their eyes more than enough to know that, that was the case now too. The children were a way too keep You close to them, but also, to have another piece of you.

They were obssesed with the kids too.

For You, they were the snake demon You had to cut your face for. They were the monster that your parents failed to protect You form, they were the demons You won't leave your children in the hands of those demons.

When they were born, You held them, You held one beautifull boy with blue hair and your striking eyes, and one girl, the spliting image of William, of it weren't for one colored eye that wasn't Red, her heterocromia made her somehow cuter, in the eyes of you, someone that was crytisized for them your whole life.

You were tired after birth, but You held strong, making sure that the two men have as little contact with the babies as posible that is until You heard one private discusion

"oh Liam, You genius, she doesn't even know that the children Will have our possesive traits!"

What? You looked at the baby in your arms, feeling lightheaded

"Who would expect a child being obssesed sherly, and You saw the babies' eyes, how they follow her... Our little copies. She can't escape now, and with the children, it's not like she wants to, the door has been opened and left unguared for a week, she won't ever escape now "

Door opened... You rushed to their cribs, putting each one of them in their respective cribs, looking at them for one last Time...

Not survivours like You... No... They were tiny baby demons... They were holding You out of fear for them in a Cage, only that it was opened, this time, the Cage is opened...

This time You can run...

You don't look back, You don't take anything... Foolled, You were tricked by the offsprings of demons.

And You won't accept it, won't accept being held hostage no more.

You were a better mother than your parents could ever be, and that made You proud, but after your past was hunted by snake people, You won't let another kind of those people control You any longer

(i am thinking to make a continuation of this, like, iguro obanai darling escapes without the children, and while sherliam are busy trying to find her, Louis and entity! Reader, that he didn't love at first, take care of the kids, but seeing her so motherly, he slowly starts to get obsesive, seeing the children as their own and the entity as his partner. What do You guys think?)

[kanroji-san]

Obanai!Y/n/Reader AU

When Jack babysits the twins

Hugo&Louise: *both sitting on Jack's lap*

Louise: Grandpa?

Jack: Hmm?

Hugo: *smiled innocently but there's murderous glints in the eyes* Grandpa, we create violence.

Jack: Good~

Credits to:

@ananiel

[yandere-romanticaa]

i know you've mainly written about yan! william with a darling who is just as crazy, but can you do one with a more innocent darling? like they just tried to run away from him, too bad he knows them like the back of his hand and knows where she could have gone

The serene song of the morning birds gave an ethereal atmosphere to the Moriarty household, as some of the large branches from the nearby trees kept tapping against the open windows, their soon to be bright orange and red leaves decorating the wooden floor.

William drank his tea in peace, the hot aroma engulfing him as he let out a satisfied hum. The branches were beyond beautiful, they truly did give a certain pop of life to the entire estate which he marvelously enjoyed.

Said branches were also quite sturdy, he duly noted.

Placing the tea cup back down onto the porcelain white plate, William uncrossed his legs and stood up, his posture as straight as it can be as he made his way towards the window, his pace slow and relaxed. He looked out the window, taking in the soon to be autumn scenery and a few footsteps left in the grass from a little someone who managed to escape. How cute, he thought to himself.

"Brother..." said a sudden voice, it being gentle and soft, but with a hint of worry in it. William did not even bother to turn around to look at his brother, already knowing what he was going to ask him. Louis always made sure that everything was in order, no matter how miniscule it may seem. He would sometimes even have him tend to the little captive he held in his basement, making sure that the shackles were tight just right, but not too tight.

He despised seeing bruises bloom on your pretty skin. The sight alone made him seethe.

"Yes Louis, I know. No need to concern yourself with anything." came William's reply, his voice neutral.

"I shall take care of everything. You just keep doing what you always do best." said William. He turned slightly back to look at his brother, to analyze his worried face. He gave him a nod, which allowed Louis to leave the room.

The room was almost vacant now, save for William and his morning paper. The man could not help but to let out a wistful sigh, red tainting his pale cheeks as he felt his heart do backflips in his chest.

You had no kind of idea just what sort of power you had over the Lord of Crime. That was always something William was going to give you credit for. Your fiery nature was beyond precious but you just had this innocent doll like quality to your person, which William James Moriarty could not help but to deeply admire.

He already knows where you are. He already knows where he was going to go tonight and at exactly what time he was going to collect you. William was buzzing at the thought of you telling him just how you had managed to get out of your shackles without waking up anyone in the entire house, all the while climbing down a tree like a little mouse.

For now though, he was going to let you enjoy this mini spoil of victory. He could already picture your sweet face, a face so sweet that he sometimes wondered if it would crumble due to his dark touch.

William was not a good man, he knew this all too well. However, he was also not cruel, especially towards you. You would be granted these few hours of freedom, you truly did deserve them.

Once the sun goes down and the silver moon comes up though, all is fair in love and war.

[lavandulawrites]

Breaking up with a yan! is bad, but divorcing one? Oh hell nahhh

Yeah that’s truly terrifying :;(∩´﹏`∩);: it’s difficult, but if you managed to do so, kudos to you. Don’t think the yan Isn’t gonna hunt you down. How dare you divorcing them?

You better be prepared for the aftermath of the divorce. Good luck…

[thedivinevera]

❦Alternative❦

Your basic yandere x reader story but he is transported in the body of his variant who happens to cheat on you.

Imagine working so hard to make your darling fall in-love to you and you suddenly find out that another version of you in an alternate reality is cheating and wasting the love you blessed to his variant. - yandere!

(This is the more "headcanon" like post than the other one where it looks like a script/ convo of my Au uni)

Part 1 and 2

Yandere!multiple characters x gn reader

Tags: yandere x reader, male characters, established relationship, alternative Universe (Au), no gender reader, yandere au, cheating au, multiple characters

Tw! : Yandere, toxic relationship (2 types), CHEATING, unhealthy obsession, MENTIONED OF SELF HARM, mention of death, mention of murder, using profanity (curse). OOC CHARACTERS

A/N hellooo this is my first time doing a multiple character post (and my first post after a long hiatus,). Honestly there are a lot of fandoms I really want to contribute so I decided to just do this!!! So as a reminder; since this is multiple characters post, expect a lot of OOC

Yandere x reader but he's transported into another alternative Universe, where his variant cheated on you.

Yandere x reader but rather than seeing a traumatized reader (mainly caused by him) he sees an either a begging reader who desperately asks him how he could do this to them or a reader who's cold and seems to just don't give a fuck about him but either way it's far more better than seeing you traumatized and lifeless

Yandere x reader but he's comforting and promising to you that he will never do it again and if that means he would need to be put in a leash, camera in his house, or kill himself if he did it again, then so be it.

Yandere x reader but he killed the person he cheated with and hurt themselves intentionally in the process because his variant (the body) and that person is the reason why his beloved is hurting.

Yandere x reader but he manipulated you to accept him again by letting you see the scars he put in himself because "he" deserves it and put on a show that he's guilty that he couldn't live knowing he hurt you.

Yandere x reader but he's now treating you far better than his variant, of course excluding the fact that he's too possessive and obsessed with you, but hey! Atleast he's not fucking some person behind your back.

Yandere x reader but he never wants to go back to his alternative Universe because as long as you love and care for him he would never want to leave you again.

Yandere x reader but he's so fucking angry because in his world he had done everything to have what his variant have; you and he just waste it for a fucking whore.

Yandere x reader but he almost put himself in self destruction because this body is the same body that hurts you.

Yandere x reader but now everything that he had plan for the future is finally can be put in place.

Yandere x reader but he loves you so much to even think about cheating with you because he thinks that your love is an extension of his life and no matter what happen, no matter how beautiful the person is he would never think of cheating with you ever again .

Yandere x reader but he's ready to be put in lobotomy just to show he would never cheat on you :))

Some meme :)))

[yandere-wishes]

⋆ Anomaly ⋆

❤Summary: Reader is an anomaly. A noblewoman of foreign descent. She doesn't belong here. But oh how she wishes to burn the world down just like William.

❤Author's note: A little something for Ana (@yandere-romanticaa) I hope you enjoy it!!

❤Warnings: Reader is traumatized, Yandere behavior, killing and blood, cryptic. I swear I know how math works…I've just been slaking this summer.

There are equations written over your skin. Complex formulas he's yet to solve. Exponents and variables freckle your body, scattered shards that try to tell him something, whispering the world's secrets every time he kisses your hand. You are an anomaly he thinks. Face full of cracks where the stars seep through. You're a mistake in the universe. A perfect doll misplaced. You are something, William is almost sure of it.

At heart, William is and always will be a mathematician. It just so happens that crime and math follow the same principles. Both require diligence and practice. Carefully throughout plans of how one must approach such a conundrum. One may call it a formula or a modus operandi or anything else as jejune. But in the end, a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet.

And yet to Moriarty, you are an equation that refuses to be solved. An enigma he's desperately sought to unravel since your first meeting.

William notices something odd as you stroll down an exquisite exemplar of the golden ratio. Something the lord of crime can't fully place. You're akin to a puzzle missing far too many pieces to properly depict its picture. Maybe it's the setting he ponders as he watches you take careful steps in heeled shoes. Maybe it's the music from the ballroom or the meaningless prattle of the aristocrats that robs your form of all logic. Something is amiss with you and he's frantic to find out what it is.

William introduces himself when you reach the bottom of the staircase. He's never been one to show primary interest in the ladies. Rather he waits in the faint glow of the moonlight until someone approces him. Maybe it's the need to distinguish himself from the other aristocrats, maybe it's the repulsion for their customs and manners that refrains him from ever commencing idle chatter. Yet with you, a girl he's never met before, he finds it fitting to say hello first. To talk, about nothing and everything in the same breath. He mentions his admiration for the staircase in passing. Never expecting you to latch on to the words and morph them into the divine proportion. "My father was a mathematical enthusiast, he's passed that on to me as well." Your words slip into his veins like a narcotic, like the melody of an ancient tune lost to time.

William smiles, easy and bright like the melting rays of the desert sun. "Quite the coincidence, I'm a mathematics professor at Durham University". There's a giggle that bleeds from your rose-tainted lips. Reverberating in the chambers of his heart. "A toast then" you propose "to the lethal magnificence of calculation"

You click your champagne glass against his, as something feral festers within the young nobleman.

It's only days later when he's replaying that night in his head as he sips his afternoon tea. That he realizes your champagne glass was empty that whole time. How strange he pondered, wondering if he'd even seen you touch a single intoxicant all evening.

Four days and three sleepless nights later William finds himself tracing the letters of your name with tender adoration. As if he's engraving prayers upon his bones. He needs to see you again as desperately as he needs to breathe. The letter he writes is aloof, meticulous. Prying on your curiosity, hoping you'll take the bait. One miserable day later Louis delivers a letter bathed in your fragrance. Informing the lord Moriarty of your acceptance of his invitation for tea. William folds the letter with the leniency of a biologist regulating their slides. Tucking it away within his breast pocket.

You wear red when you oblige his invitation. An odd red, one that breaks his perception of the color. It's too vibrant yet too opaque. He's beginning to wonder if everything about you is an irregularity. When he ushers the conversation to your garment you merely laugh and brush it off as having belonged to your mother. There's something wrong with that reply as if the universe weeps at your every word. William watches astonished as if he's been told a secret lost to time.

It becomes a habit, an obsession, an addiction really. Tea thrice a week with the woman who plagues his dreams. He lets his cover slip between sips of tea. Permitting you glances into his dark affairs. There's a moment that breaks the norm. A bizarre instance when you ask him to spare no detail in recounting how a poor tormented man murdered the marquess that raped his wife. William stops the proclean cup mere millimeters from his lips. His voice dies in his throat as his mind races to find an appropriate way to tell a lady such a bloody tale. For a second reality slips away.

Reality has a tendency to slip away unnoticed when he's with you.

You weave William tales of foreign lands that sound like they belong in children's fairytales. You tell him about heroes who've done the impossible and kings whose hearts are as pure as the summer skies.

Something about you reverberates in his subconscious. Oh, how he wishes to engulf you, to pick apart your flesh revealing all those dainty secrets you keep in your pretty little chest.

He asks how you know of such utopic lands. You smile. "Because I once lived there"

One day, as Louis serves black tea with rose petals, you bring up a rather peculiar request. "Permit me to assist you in your quest for equality lord Moriarty." William's beginning to believe he's going mad when he hears you. Albit it may as well be expected. Any sane noble lady would have run away many times over. Yet you remain. Forever poised in your adorned seat. Now more than ever William wishes he knew what you truly are. "I want to help you", you plead. "Allow me to aid you in burning this world down and starting anew". He shouldn't have accepted, he shouldn't have nobbed. He shouldn't have left his seat to trace the side of your face with more love than he knew he possessed.

Sometimes, William wonders if something is haunting you, an apparition nesting within the depths of your heart. He ponders what could drive a brilliant mind such as yours to crave the blood of the rich. You once told him about a heritage disrespected. A legacy buried under sand and water lilies. He's yet to find the true meaning behind those words. Does that make you a threat or an ally? Can either be exalted to a lover?

Moriarty promises you the world. Promise you revenge. He's not sure if he too will burn away in your vendetta. Yet he's willing to take the risk if he can hold you close after every murder case.

"I've tried to kick the habit of strolling around the cemeteries at night. Yet I must admit I rather enjoy this." William smiles at your twisted words as he leads the way. If everything has goes as planned -which is most often the case- then the two of you should be prepared for quite the spectacle. A certain Count - who had shown more interest in you than Moriarty could permit- would be getting knifed by his butler whose life he had ruined. A whole new meaning to the term 'the butler did it'. Quite comedic from William's perspective.

You lean on a withering oak tree, hidden by London's thick fog. William stands by your side, the personification of a grim reaper. You watch the play begin, the cobblestone stage illuminated by the blood-red moon. The confrontation, the knife being thrust into the rich vermin's heart. Again and Again and Again. The butler screams into the bloodstained night. His words quelled by his sobs and screams of agony from his dying tormentor. You only catch half of his reasoning, half of his allegations. And yet that is more than enough to comprehend his motive. You sympathize with the poor man, one whose scars mirror your own.

William's scarlet gaze befalls you, as the performance nears its end.

You pick at your nails in a manner that William finds a little too adorable.

You are an anomaly masquerading as a human. Depression lays heavy over your bones as stardust gathers in the corners of your eyes.

You pray to the creator of the moon, pray for a place long since destroyed.

"I've yet to find someone who truly understands me," you say as the two of you begin the journey back to the Moriarty estate.

"Then we share the same burden, my lady," William says, stopping in his tracks.

He lays a firm hand on your shoulder pulling you backwards into his embrace. Somewhere in the distance, three crows consecrate you with their blessings. Willian's hands rest heavy on your sides. He holds you like a little boy holds his father's arithmatic books. Full of care, full of wonder. "What are you" he whispers into your ear. Leaving a playfully hard bite to the shell. His lips trace yours like one traces a treasure map. Trying to unearth all the riches of the world. "My anomaly" he mutters before he finally commits.

When Moriarty kisses you the whole world melts away.

There's an intriguing lightheadedness that follows. As if the stars themselves have exploded within you. You wonder if basking in his presence will mend your tattered heart.

"My precious little anomaly"

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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

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere morarity (Whoever) with a reader that escapes easily from their home/prison just to do little stuff like get groceries, buy flowers, etc.

I do this for Albert and maybe others later. Depends is this succes or not lol

Yandere Albert James Moriarty

This would happen after a legal kidnapping.

Albert calls it your marriage...

You would disagree.

Albert would be at work and you would be bored.

Most of the manor's residents were also busy.

Some joint plans for a better world.

They didn't interest you much.

You would choose to entertain yourself and try to escape.

For some reason, you had missed visiting the store.

A normal thing you weren't allowed to do anymore.

So you decided to do it.

What would be the worst thing that could happen?

However, you didn't know that Albert would come home from work earlier that day.

He would have a heart attack when he realized you were nowhere to be found.

Did someone steal you?

If you had escaped how?

Albert would start looking for you right away.

He wouldn't have time to find you.

Instead, you return with a bag of bread.

You will have a very long conversation.

Albert tries to explain to you that it's not safe to leave alone and you try to explain to Albert that you don't want anything to do with him after the kidnapping.

Communication problems 101

[fancyfeathers]

Day Two: Fate

Yandere!Albert James Moriarty x Reader

Yantober Masterlist (Prompt credit to @ozzgin)

You really had never believed in fate before, people speaking of true love as if it was meant to be and everyone will experience such a thing, but no, to you fate was a cruel friend, a reminder of what never could be.

Your parents were married to one another, not out of love, but an arrangement made by their own parents when they were merely children, fate did not give them love.

Your elder sister was married off in an arranged marriage as well and not even months after her wedding her husband received a new business opportunity that made them move across the sea to the Americas and it would be likely that you would never see her again, then there is the fact that before she left she told you of her husband’s infidelity and now she no longer has the comfort of her family to turn to, she is destined to a life of constant pain, fate made her nothing more to sell off in a business deal, without a care of her happiness.

Then your elder brother, he was married off as well, his marriage was as beautiful as if could be for neither the husband or wife having a say in it. You truly did like his wife but like all things in your family’s life it was made to end in misery, she died of a grave illness only mere months after giving birth to their first and only child. Your parents had been pushing your brother to remarry only two months after her passing, acting as if your brother never loved her and ignoring his current state of mourning while trying to raise his daughter alone. Fate would constantly be tormenting him with a lost love.

Then there was you, like your siblings your marriage was decided before you could even walk, betrothed to the eldest son of the Moriarty family, Albert James Moriarty. You believed yourself more fortunate than your siblings and parents, Albert was a kind man, from the moment you met him as children he treated you like a lady, he was somewhat of a prince charming personality to you. Even when his family’s estate burned to the ground, killing his family, only leaving him and two of his brothers, and he and his brothers were taken into the Rockwell Estate, he always wrote to you, mostly everyday, long letters describing every single day and how much he thought of you despite not seeing you for years on end.

Then the fateful day came of not only your reunion but your wedding. Your parents paid for it but it was no grand affair, it was just a simple ceremony in the church, his brothers were there with him and your parents with you, your sister did not attend due to her distance across the vast ocean and your brother was far to grief stricken and busy as he tended to his daughter. There was no form of reception or celebration after and your parents did not even bother to say goodbye as you all left the church, but the way your new husband and his brothers treated you made you feel as if that void of family love had been filled, William and Louis treated you as if you were their sister and in a way you now were, and then Albert was ever the gentleman, treating you as if you were the most important thing in the world…

It all only added salt to the wound when your view of him shattered like glass.

For once you had thought fate had smiled upon your family, making you think you were actually in love, what a fool you were. It was when the brothers purchased an estate up in the small city of Durham. You thought it a charming place,but you could not ignore the strange feeling in the room when the invitation came for dinner from the Baron Dublin while you and Albert were in town, helping William and Louis with their move. The dinner was tense but you merely chalked it up to differences in governing the region of the country where your family’s fall upon.

Well you believed that until you saw the Baron fall dead to the ground.

You were horrified at the events that unfolded before you but when you looked over at your husband he was merely sipping his wine as if nothing had happened. You never felt sicker than in that moment. You must have blacked out for a moment from the shock because the next thing you remember was the carriage ride back to your estate with Albert’s hand firmly interlocked with your own as if he was worried you were going to run away, which you suppose would be a valid fear if you were not consumed by shock in that moment.

From that day on your life changed forever, you hardly left the manor in London and when you did you were not allowed to be alone, probably because they knew there would be a chance of you running off and letting something slip. You were often home alone during the day while Albert did his work as a both an Earl in the House of Lords and some other work for the British Military that were not privy to, but home alone is an overstatement, practically every door would be locked besides your shared bedroom and the drawing room, you felt like a prisoner in your own home. Honestly some days you thought of escaping, running off to your brother but you could not do that, he was already dealing with so much in the death of his wife, and then your parents were out of the question as they wanted nothing to do with you anymore, you might as well be dead to them. Then other times you hoped Albert would never return home, die or get caught, but if that were to happen you might as well be dead as well because you would remain trapped behind lock and key but with no hand to feed you. Then everyday Albert would come home and act as if nothing was amiss, treating you with the same charming personality he did when you were merely children. It made you wonder if he was like this then, perhaps he was the one who lit the fire to murder his own family.

Honestly you should have never trusted fate to be kind to you, it had only dealt you a decent hand of cards to give another a hand that was superior to your own, drawing out the game to see you suffer. Truly fate was a cruel friend, a constant reminder of what never could be.

[ananiel]

Hi!!! It's me again. Thank you again for taking my request with Lisa!Reader. Like... It really made me speechless.

And if you don't mind can you take my request with Yan!Mtp but with Obanai Iguro! Reader? But this I time I want only William and Sherlock.

Like I want it to be William x Reader x Sherlock. Reader is a detective along side with Sherlock. And William meet Reader on the ship with Sherlock and take an interest in them. And maybe you could make the part how they found about Reader's scar and past?

IT was my pleasure writing it, Yes, of course, i hope You enjoy it! And thank You for The compliments, they mean a lot to me coming from you!

Iguro obanai! Reader x Yan! William x Yan! Sherlock

Tw : yandere, stalking, invasion of privacy, death, blood, Gore mention

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Sherlock still remembers the day that he first met reader, the misterious woman was, much to his dismay at that time, thrown in his arms by the Scotland yard, that wanted her to be trained by him, so that they don't have to call for Sherlock everytime they can't deal with a case.

So, for The time being, John was the one to accept You inside, which You nodded at, making a small mental note to thank him.

And thus, You started living with them both.

I am more than sure that at first, Sherlock would pretty much, try to ignore You, not that You were too bothered, You were a fast learner, which he somehow apreciated, as he hates to explain things, and was thankfull You caught things fast. (sometimes he forgets You have a real snake that You carry everywhere, and jumps a little when it hisses out of the blue) But also, he would be a bitch at first, making fun of you, or making You read tiny notes, after finding out You were blind in one eye.

As a Detective, he was courious, it was in his nature to wander about things, and of course, your covered mouth was one of those things. He tried persuating and pulling, which both failed, as even if smaller in size than him, You knew how to block him and avoid him. John started getting in the way (when kaburamaru wasn't enough) too, making sure that Sherlock doesn't step too much on your toes.

I think that's where his obbsesion would start. I mean, You would be really gratefull for John, and would show it often with gifts and food prepared for him, and that annoyed him, it annoyed him that between the two of them, You were getting closer to John. I mean, he got used to You being his shadow, not talking much and observing him in action, it's like You were always there, and he felt that, for now, that was a way of keeping You close.

But John had to get in the way! The oh so charming man, that ladies seem to love, nah ah, You were to smart for that, too smart to like someone like John...

... Right?

Yes, You know what... Let John... Not join this mission... Let's not tell John of where we are going... John, oh no, he doesn't know where John is.

John? Where is John? Oh no, his dear best friend got lost or kiddnapped! Don't worry, his darling, togheter You will bond-i mean, togheter You will find him and bring him home safly.

IT annoyed him, but he had to wait, he had to watch You worried, but at the same time, You two patroled the whole City togheter, him sometimes having to drag You home to make sure eyou don't end up exhausting yourself... That many stares... The many whispers... Making rumours... Him paying the children to make rumours of you two dating...

... Oh come on, forget about John a little, i know what Will cheer You up!

And that's how You ended up on the noahtic togheter (his plan was that if You two were seen in such a place toghter, people would really start to believe that the rumours of you two being toghter are true... And he'd have You all to himself)

When the ladies started to suround him, You were not very far behind him, but in a more secluded area. He started guessing (trying to imprese You) and that's when he reached the blond mathematican...

... Who was already staring at You, nodding to himself. The ladies rushes from Sherlock the William, and following his gaze, Sherlock reached to grab You. Which was followed by some protests from you (that fell on deaf ears, of course)

While the ladies talked, William couldn't stop looking at you...

He read all of the people so easily... Why are You difrent from them... Why are You an enigma.. One, that as a math professor, he can't help but EARN to understand.

He reaches a hand, more to You, but sherlock moving in front of You, shooks it instead. That intrigued William more.

Later, William's plan is dilayed for now, on the reason that he found something more interesting... Of course he stages everything, but at the same time, he circles You two, when the time for The restaurant comes, i think he would notice things about You, not that he had eyes for anyone else that whole night.

For him, it looked like, at first, that You and sherlock were on very good terms, even togheter maybe, but then he noticed the side glances You had, the snarky remarks You do at his adress, how You insist to do read the menu yourself but he doesn't let You. Oh, the Detective was smart, making it look like You were a very snarky couple, but he was more perceptive than that.

He saw the way You groaned, the way You... Put a piece of meat in your sleve...?... Ah, there's a snake... Haha, You were a breath of fresh air, You knew that?

So unique, so unbothered by the social norms... Everyone should be like You. Instead, they whisper behind your back, and some even in front of You!

How could You be so unbothered when this creatures that need to punished!

After that it won't be long untill he asks for sherlock's presence to proposed something... To propose sharing You

"what?! Mate, if You think i'll let you just interwine with my life and my partner's, You are clearly mistaken-"

"You have no oficial status for her, You are just a nuinsance most of the time, she could slither under You and You will never see her... Now listen to me, i can stop that, she can't outrun us both"

Sherlock agree, moving to the moriarty manor.

IT was annoying, annoying how You three had to share a room because the other room were not ready

Annoying how the whole house treated You like You were the queen

Annoying how the moriarty brothers, Louis and Albert, are looking at you as if You are a sister in law for them. It was annoying that they were asking questions about your past, annoying that they tried to take your snake away, annoying that they interwined, at least one of them, in your training.

On the other hand, William and Sherlock were plotting, it's clear that they need to stay closer to You, they want to know you better, to make You trust them and tell them everything that had happened to You.

But You were so locked in yourself... They grew impatient...

The plan to sit in one room was so that if they came inside it, You wouldn't imediatly wake up from hearing them.

The plan to take a little care of kaburamaru was to just catch it and lock it somewhere to not interwine.

And of course, the training was just an excuse to see how much force they need to use to hold You down, so that they can pull of the bandages...

And when they do, William, the man that hates crying, sheds tears while holding You as You trash around to cover your face.

You were so beautifull, how much of a fool he was to think that You weren't scared by the cruel world already.

Sherlock went balistic, and soon, William followed too, they NEED names, You NEED to tell them everything, everything, so that they can restore your honour, so that You can see just how much they care for You...

Of course... After seeing that scar... I hope You said your goodbye to freedoom, cause in no way Will they let You walk around without them agaim

[kanroji-san]

Muichiro!Y/n/Reader AU

Louis: What’s this?

Albert: Oh! It's my “to-do” list.

Louis: Oh? That’s great. You starting to get organiz—

Louis: *Deadpan* This just says “Mui”.

Albert:

I got this idea from @ananiel

😘😘😘

[yandere-romanticaa]

Omgg I am obsessed with your recent mtp Yandere William posts. I am a sucker for Yandere William but for his darling to be a Yandere for him also?? That’s just chefs kiss. I love how he acts obviously to his darling’s pinning! I can see him testing his darling and putting them through an emotional rollercoaster whenever he “mistakes” their gestures as innocent and friendly or getting close with other women. Like darling is contemplating whether they should march over to him talking to the women flirting with him and grab him by his tie and pull him away or stay put but glare daggers at him and the woman.

He'd act so coy, the perfect gentleman. Why, he is only making small talk with the ladies who came up to him, it would be rude to turn them away! Social protocol is unfortunately something to consider here and as a gentleman from a noble house, William can't turn down the women most of the time, particularly if they catch him off guard.

The faces you make are like a drug to him. William is a man who can read you like an open book, there's absolutely nothing you can hide from him. Even as you do your best to stay hidden in the shadows he can still make out the bitter frown on your face and if looks could kill, every single woman that surrounded him would already be deep in the ground, serial killer style.

You have no idea that William feels exactly the same when it comes to you too.

Men are slimy dogs who will do practically anything to get their hands on a woman.

In a way, he's no better.

Whenever he thinks that some fool has a chance with you, William makes his move. Bloodshed is not ideal but it is not completely off the table either, more so if the gentleman in question thinks that he can just have you as he damn pleases.

William always has to hold himself back from scoffing and pinching the bridge between his nose whenever he's talking to these morons. To think, that these men could come close to your level is preposterous. They do not even bother to see the absolute radiance you possess, if he could William would kiss the ground you walk on. He wants to worship you, give you his entire heart, body and soul, it's all you deserve and so much more.

He's more than happy to see that you feel the same way. All he needs to do is bide himself just a little bit more time and he can go in for the kill.

You will be his. There were no doubts about that.

[lavandulawrites]

Masterlist

Read my rules before requesting

Attack on Titan

Yandere Alphabet A, C, H and J with Jean

Polished (Yandere Levi x reader)

Bungo Stary Dogs

Castlevania

Nothing yet

Death Note

Yandere Vampire Men (multiple, yandere L x reader)

Absconditus (Yandere Mello x reader)

Delico's Nursery

Dali’s Yearning (Yandere Dali x reader)

Officium (Dino x reader)

Fireplace Glow (Dini x reader NSFW)

A Good Father (Gerhard x reader)

Yandere Vampire Men (multiple, yandere Dino x reader)

Demon Slayer

Carcass (Yandere Douma x reader)

Yandere Sanemi with an insecure darling

Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

Jujutsu Kaisen

Monster

Nothing yet

Moriarty the Patriot

Nothing yet

Obey me

Nothing yet

Tears of Themis

Yandere Vampire Men (multiple, yandere Vyn x reader)

The Case Study of Vanitas

Vanitas Teasing His Darling (yandere)

Multi fandom/characters drabbles

Men who love eating you out

Men who love seeing you cowered in his cum

Original characters

Wanting (Yandere College/ University Student (Adrian)

Still Waters (Yandere Nøkken/Eilif (water elf) x reader)

Yandere College/University student aka Adrian character profile

[deepfivetraveller]

YOU'RE BAAAAACCCKKKKK OMG I HAVE BEEN TRYING SO HARD TO FIND YOUR BLOG BECAUSE I LOVE YOUR PLATONIC MTP SERIES BUT I COULDN'T FIND IT😭😭😭

BRO I LOVE YOU TOO 😍

Day by day I feel like my MTP series is going more and more unnoticed so this feels soooo lovely (*^^*)