#albert x mycroft

[cupidandcherubs]

Yuumori doodles! (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠) Moran accepting the fact he has to clean is now my favourite animal.

[cutepebblesstuff]

Posting this because I'm totally normal about them (◍•ᴗ•◍)

[luvviexq]

art dump lawl (sorry quality suck because i post these in my laptop

[the-music-maniac]

SherLiam fics aren't usually something I indulge in because I tend to get annoyed at how many times Sherlock gets the shovel talk in fics (which I know is somewhat canonical - for Louis at least - but that and the fact that I tend to enjoy vers/switch dynamics and there isn't much of that means I don't tend to read stuff for the ship)

- but one thing I do find hilarious about SherLiam is just how utterly besotted William usually is with Sherlock. Meanwhile Louis is two feet behind him staring at the man like he's a dirty sock. It's just so fucking funny.

[ananiel]

Imagine being able to see spirits. You are able to see animals and humans walking (or floating) around, hearing how they talk and how they speak, talking about how they wish they could see their family or talking about how they want nothing more but justice

You are able to touch and pet, to speak and to interact with any of them, and when people touch your bare skin, they can see spirits too, which caused You to always wear gloves and long sleaves, as well as a mask

Now, the basic answear for this Power would be to become an oracle or some crazy witch of the Town. But what if You become a Detective. Yep, a young Detective that suddenly rised into the favour of the people for being able to solve cases that are a century old (mainly because the beheaded victim cries in Your bathroom at 3:36 am sharp every night)

So You live like this, in a happy way with your gift

Logical would be to keep your gift hidden too, so that people don't try to kill You for knowing to much

You met him on a random day, thinking nothing of him while a dog spirit was hiding behind your leg. He seemed friendly, and eager to befriend You as well, almost honored to be in your presence

Now spirits upon spirits whisper his name, talk about how deranged and how he was the one who killed them, or played part into their death. Spirits that got very fond of You would tell You to stay away from that man

You clearly followed their advice, and distanced yourself from him. But he isn't dumb, he caught up to it, and now, he tries to figure out what has gotten You to hate him so much

Surely... He has been studing You for ages, talking You day and night to figure out the best personality to just steal You away only for himself. What failed in his plan?

He asked himself, oh well, guess he'd have to take You in a more forcefull attempt

[eliasorchard]

moriarty the patriot — masterlist

★ : fluff [♡] angst [✧] smut [✩] long fics [✿] hcs [๑]

smudge of love & lipstick - ft. william ♡

s/o that loves swords - ft. william ๑

you run a flower shop - ft. william ♡

you deserve some love & rest - ft. william ✩

first time - ft. albert ✩

fool with the slowest heart - ft. albert ✧

her and her darkness ��� & ✧

shall we share an umbrella? - ft. william ✧

bondage - ft. william ✩

the earth is still warm from you - ft. william ✧

i once held the sun - ft. louis ✧♡

[fancyfeathers]

@zainiscompletelydone333 asked a question

If the darlings were animals or birds, what would they be??

Oh this is an interesting thought

William’s darling would definitely be a rabbit or perhaps a mouse, like something very fragile and easily vulnerable to predators. Or I could definitely see a chinchilla as well.

Albert’s darling would definitely be a ferret since they're playful, affectionate, and quiet for a large part of the day. Ferrets also need to have others around, like other ferrets or their owners since they are social creatures.

Louis’ darling is a cat, but like the type who bites your hand if you even look at them wrong but then they are affectionate with only one person and you are just standing there like what the fuck. So feral street cat.

Sherlock’s darling is a dog, probably a husky or a beagle, super dramatic and whiney, but also super energetic and lively. Like she gets all whiney when Sherlock won’t let her in on a case just like a dog would.

Mycroft’s darling is a pomeranian, I can’t explain this one but if you know you know.

Moran’s darling is probably also a cat, but more of the ones that are super chill and honestly do not care what you do as long as you don’t bother them.

Bonde’s darling would be probably a robin since they are a form of songbird and it just fits the idea of Bonde’s darling being not to different from him when he was Irene Alder.

Von Herder’s darling would probably be an owl since they are often connected to intelligence and wisdom which kind of suits how I have written her.

Fred’s darling would either be a hummingbird or a doe, a female deer. I literally cannot explain this one besides it just fits with the vibes I get from them.

[queerwritersingerdramaqueen]

O-oh

*wakes up in a cold sweat*

oh it’s because mycroft and albert are soulmates.

the blood on their hands is the same shade of red. it’s just that albert writes the song and mycroft puppeteers the dance but they’re the same in the end.

they buckle under the burdens they brought upon themselves. mycroft is protecting sherlock. albert ruined william. they’re more guilty than anyone could imagine. they say they serve the queen but who is she compared to their brothers? they look at each other and see themselves, and it’s a strange mixture of pity and jealousy and shame. this game is going to end one day and they’ll see it through to the bitter end.

but for now, they meet in mycroft’s office and share a bottle of wine and don’t look out the window, at the city they’re going to burn anew outside. they’re the only ones who could possibly understand each other. maybe if the world were kinder, they wouldn’t be like this. but the world is cruel and so they’re here.

it’s not necessarily that they’re in love, it’s that they’re soulmates. i get it now.

[cutepebblesstuff]

Been meaning to post this for a while but didn't have enough corage to so here you have it I gess ;)

(i'm actually proud of how it turned out lol)

The quality is a bit shitty but I have no idea how to make it better I'm sorry T_T

(Alsoo it was lowkey inspired by this fic , in case anybody's wondering (◍•ᴗ•◍))

[getosbf]

Moriarty the patriot as tumblr text posts: pt. 3/?

[secret-sageent]

I just...really like old man yaoi :(((

[mayst0rm]

The Earl and The Government

[zetsubobu]

To this day, I still can't bring myself to actually ship sherliam

I'm sorry but they just don't appear like a romantic couple to me

Idk if it's because their bond seems kinda rushed, especially in the beginning or if I genuinely can't see them being romantically interested in anyone (because to me neither of them acts or hints that they are interested in romance. Sure they say some things that can be interpreted as romantic but to me those sentences could also be said to a close friend. Both of them appear more aroace than anything else)

It's rough being a yuumori fan and not shipping sherliam because it's everywhere

(also can they start giving us angst again, I know that the remains just ended and part two will continue soon but I need more moriarty brothers angst)

[ananiel]

What if You were the snake in the grass of their world?

Talking about this "snake in the grass" saying. It's the fact that usually, all the snakes You find on fields aren't poisonous and usually harmless, more afraid of You then You are of them. But there is a very poisonous species of snakes that hides around fields and is said to have a poison strong enough to kill an adult in less then 30 seconds after the bite

So think of it, a snake in general brings fright to people because hey, it looks weird and scary. People usually don't care if it is poisonous or not. They just run away and don't look back, saying that it is better to be safe then sorry

So thinking of it. What if You come from a misterious family. One that is known for being linked to many murders and / or felonies as a whole.

Yet, your family had always an excuse or turned out to have an aliby that held them out of this acusations. Even if they had witnesses to prove that they were part of it, they never got caught

So that's when You come along. A young individual, one that doesn't seem to have bite in them at all. A quiet and shy person or a loud but inocent one.

They see You and think of You being weak, harmless, but knowing the rumours that your family is surounded with, they are still very carefull around You

Even if the cruelty doesn't run on the surface like the rest of your family, You are still very misterious yourself

Not many know anything about You, somehow, no matter to who you speak, they become more clueless then they were before after they spoke to You.

But what if there are more layers to your personality, what if You wait until they are close of You and then You attack? What if You act weak just to get their guard down for You to strike better?

What if the cruel and calculated individual is the real You. What if the real You is ready to kill and hurt anyone to get their way?

What if You are the true villain of the story they are in ? What if You truly are the snake behind it all?

And what if they get addicted to your poison? What if they get addicted to the sharp toungue of yours? What if they are ready to die to have You in their arms?

Imagine the irony, they watched as many fawned over them, not knowing their true intensions, only for them to fawn over You, but them knowing who you truly are and what You do

[tinyglassearl]

Translation: when you nailed the best bussy from a rich pretty twink back in the army and said twink ends up calling you a light weight in front of your drinking buddies and ghost you for years.

Then said twink turns out to be your new boss' older brother and you can't even hit that again without getting castrated from your boss' younger bro and the twink's workplace sugar daddy.

[leporine-fluorine]

William quick sketch 🖋️