#mtp Watson

[i-am-grell]

Moriarty The Patriot Notes App Reaction to Part 1*

*Yes, I will do one for Part 2 because I am enjoying this too much. Might also run the next anime poll in a lil bit?

[mtp-posting-ld]

Sherly posting

[illamda-spaminations]

An analysis on Sherlock and William [with Watson propaganda at the end]

Spoilers for Moriarty the Patriot [more specifically "the Noahtic" and "the Final problem", with brief mentions of "two criminals" on the side ;) [pretty much everything] Another long post lol

The very first introduction of Sherlock is in "the Noahtic", where William finally kickstarts the Moriarty plan.

The obvious highlight of the whole episode is Sherlock's character and, more importantly, his dynamic with William. So far, we have seen William solving certain puzzles [example: William's childhood] by using already established facts. We know that William is not afraid to bend the rules, fabricate evidence if there are none in order to catch the culprit and generally does things that would absolutely not fly in a court room. But the reason why he does this is why he is the main character, and not the villain. He wants to establish a world where the class system doesn't exist, a world which does not bury the thousands of possible geniuses that could shine and make the world a better place. He is willing to sacrifice anything so that people, and the people he cares for, can see that world, to reap the rewards he had sown, even if it means that he can't live to see it. His method is wrong but his goal is right, making him much more nuanced.

"The end justifies the means."

Sherlock, on the other hand, uses facts that have a high probability of being true, which means that sometimes he can be wrong [about William being the Lord of Crime and not considering his brothers as well] and his deductions are forced [something William pointed out himself]. Sherlock also plays by the rules, he's never the one to fabricate evidence, because the thrill in solving a crime is the process of solving itself. If he fabricates evidence to catch the culprit, where's the fun and frustration of a good mystery? Why would he bother to crack a case when he can take the easy way out?

One thing I noticed about Sherlock that not a lot of people talk about is that he's not THAT good, morally speaking. Case and point, A Study in S. This episode is mostly around Sherlock, Watson and their first case together, with my personal favorite part, being the offer given by Jefferson Hope and it's aftermath.

This whole episode is a clear cut test for Sherlock and shows the audience where he is in the morality scale. In the end, Sherlock is left with two choices; he can either choose to shoot Hope, an already dying man, and therefore reveal the identity of Lord of Crime, the mastermind behind the case. Or he could choose not to, never to have conformation on the mastermind's true identity. Sherlock inevitably chooses not to shoot Hope, but that doesn't mean he did it purely out of the goodness of his heart. He did it partially because the offer itself was not interesting enough and because of Watson. Had William tweaked the contract just a bit and Watson not been there to stop Sherlock, we could have seen a very different ending. But what interests me the most is the aftermath of the decision.

In the episode "The two detectives", we see Sherlock actually regretting the fact that he did not shoot Hope. Hell, he even starts to dream about it and it frustrates him so much he starts to look into other cases in the hopes of coming across another big mystery, a mystery secretly orchestrated from the Lord of Crime. This is a clear indicator that Sherlock is still flawed. While William respects him and says he should be the "hero" of the Moriarty plan, that doesn't mean he is morally great. He is, at the end of the day, not as righteous as William, which is one of the characteristics that makes Sherlock want to save William, despite his actions.

Funnily enough, Watson is the one of the few people that is mostly good in this whole series. I mean, look at him, he's too precious for this world

He's the person who pops the champagne when Sherlock solves another grand mystery, but that doesn't mean he's afraid to knock some sense into Sherlock when he does something that he should have not done, like, Milverton's murder.

This scene was probably the one that has the most parallels to William and his brothers [or pretty much everyone in Moriarty & co.]. He wasn't sad that he had to taint his hands for a friend. He was pissed off at him, berating him for ever thinking that this would make him happy at all. After all, murder is still murder, no matter the consequences. And wasn't Sherlock the one who placed himself in a high and mighty place by swearing to capture the Lord of crime, despite his "noble intent"? I don't think it's much of a stretch to say that this is how the Moriarty brothers, or maybe the entire crew, feels about William's grand sacrifice. They don't want him to take all the blame and die for it. They don't want William to put in so much effort, only to not see the fruits of his labor. Why would William think that this would make them happy? That they would want to be in a world, knowing that they could have stopped it and bearing the regret and grief that came after the plan? The only reason why the Moriarty plan had that resolution was because William didn't know a better way to atone for his sins. Sherlock was the only one to call him out for it, to say that it was a cowardly way to atone. He made William realize that no one would be happy with this ending, just like Watson did with Sherlock.

TLDR; Watson deserves more love, and if he didn't smack Sherlock for killing a man, William would not have realized his mistake at all [I wasn't kidding with the title lol]

I genuinely did not plan on Watson showing up but here we are [just like William didn't in "A Study in S" ayyyy amiright] [Please k!ll me].

[go-ninja-go]

JOHN H. WATSON EVERYBODY

[ranposbabe]

Wrinkled Sheets

pairing: louis james moriarty x fem!reader

summary: louis doesn’t like the fresh sheets wrinkled but you kept provoking him :(

warning: smut, slight mention of voyeurism??, unprotected sex!! he’s sick of your bs

Each morning the same routine occurred.

From the moment Louis woke up as the rays of sun rise sneaked in past the curtains, he’d gather himself up and dress along with making the bed with fresh sheets. He found it somewhat relaxing. A simple not even task completed to start off the uncertain day.

Atlas, one’s tasks are certain to be disrupted when you are around.

“Louis !” You exhaustingly call, practically slouched over standing in the doorway. Your call did nothing but bounce off the walls as he continued to folding the sheets so precisely.

You couldn’t believe it ! You barely could find it within yourself to stay awake at the crack of dawn to even think about the daily chores let alone do them !

“y/n I’m rather busy at the moment.”

He’s polite with his words yet his back remains to yous still and suddenly a devious thought provokes your mind. “Doing what exactly ?” You tease, taking steps forward as you now stood behind him. Your curiousity leads you to stand on your tippy toes in an attempt to look over his broad shoulders. “y/n” Louis sighs, his hand patting out the creases. You could only stare down at his long fingers and the way they-

“Oh !” You gasp, your balance lost like your lucid dreams. You’re quick to fall against his back but not before Louis quick reflective kick in and he turns ever so slightly just to take you into his arms to stop you descending to the floor.

Just a moment everything stops and you feel everything. How both of his hands are placed against your lower and upper back. How even though you don’t dare look up as your heads places against his chest that its pace has indeed increased ever so slightly.

“Careful.” He softly tells you off before letting you go and it’s only when you’re not pressed against Louis, you feel the sudden coldness of the room and it leads you feeling such discomfort. Time to pursue your idea !

Louis stood still clearing his throat as he adjusted his glasses and he was none the wiser as you moved before him.

As soon as the back of your knees collided with the edge of the bed you didn’t hesitate to sit down, crossing your legs in the process.

You look up and you’re clearly not taken back by the irritated look on Louis face. His brows are practically always furrowed when in your presence.

“Get up.” A sigh once again escapes his lips, staring you down. You take on the challenge.

“Why should I ?” You tilt your head, resting down back on your elbows. He still stands above you, not threatened by your game. That is until your legs are uncrossed and ever so slightly spread and Louis realises that he’s standing ever so close to between your legs.

The faint blush on his cheeks and ears gives him away.

But Louis is quick to compose himself when he sees your elbows creasing the sheets and now he’s been set off. Poor you.

“Enough !” He finally snapped, his tone sharp with warning. His scarlet eyes filled with temptation. You will admit, his tone made a whimper out of you but when you stared up into those eyes you knew deep within you that he was welcoming this challenge.

He continue to glare right down at you, you’re not sure whether he was in contemplation or if this was your punishment. Either way, you were starting to feel uneasy about the answer that you were guaranteed to find out.

“Louis I-

You try to sit up yet as if a switch had been turned, you’re pushed down by the young Moriarty and soft lips are pressed against yours which you greedily accept. Strands of blond tickle your forehead as his hands grip onto the sheets beside your head. Creasing them far more than you’ve done.

He pulls back but before you can question him, he pulls his glasses off, throwing them above you onto the pillows.

Whenever the glasses come off that was when you understood to keep quiet.

His lips now more eager are once again on yours and you return the favour by the opening your mouth to invite his tongue.

It is when Louis reaches down to pick up your leg by the back of your knee that your skirt rises, that you realise the obvious.

“Louis !” Your eyes widened. “The door is still open !”

Anyone could walk by at any moment and the would see the disgrace of yourself. This seemed to only rile Louis up even more, you could tell by the way his teeth dragged his lip without a single care. With nothing to say, you could only pout. His kisses are moved down to your exposed neck. Sooner or later your neck wouldn’t be the only thing out in the open for anyone walking by to view.

Your eyes couldn’t help but follow his movements. How his fingertips rested around your throat, not squeezing but reminding you what he’s capable off. How the light purple and blue veins look exquisite and decorate his surprisingly smooth hands. His other hand was busy pulling up your skirt that was getting in the way of his desire. Your cheeks were warm, in an instant the buttons to your blouse were opening and your legs displayed which Louis rubbed your thigh with his remaining hand yet he was fully clothed, not even his bow tie was disturbed. It felt like a silly game that really only you were playing, following along to his rules. He was the real winner here.

While his addictive kisses which turned your skin into shades of purple moved down to your chest, you sneakily took the chance to move your seemingly stiff hands down to his belt.

You barely got it open before your hands were ripped away. “Are you going to continue to misbehave?” Louis questions you all the while he tugs down your undergarments, your skirt still ruffled around your waist. “Well ?” His movements stop. It all depends on your pretty lips to move.

“Um.” The embarrassment which prior was nonexistent is evident of your reddened face. You could feel his nails begin to dig into the skin beneath the waistband of your underwear.

“I’ll behave.” Your heart is thumping out of your chest and the sight alone of your pleading eyes of submission makes Louis weak in the knees. Quite literally.

Your back arches from the bed, sheets creasing the more your head sways back as your hands move from the sheets to Louis’ hair as he places delicate but long fulfilling kisses on your cunt. The more Louis licks and even bites the more you forget yourself and your lustful cries can be heard outside of the room where the door is wide open as ever.

It’s when Louis’ teeth have a slight nip at your clit, he looks up and those scarlet eyes can see the satisfaction on your dazed face.

He pulls back, looking down at his glistening prize. Not only are the sheets now destroyed in wrinkles from you griping so tight but also due to your soaking wet cunt that’s non stop dripping well because of Louis’ skills.

You don’t even get a second to come down from your high as his mouth is replaced with his cock. His cock so deep in you he snugly fits perfectly. Even if it takes you a minute and a gasp to adjust to his long girth. Every fast thrust, his cock touches your cervix, intending to leave bruises just like your neck. All you can do is cling onto him by his clothed shoulders as he uses your cunt to his advantage. Of course you always have to irritate him. Of course you’re delaying him of his tasks. Always you and your desirable cunt getting in his way !

Well he won’t have it anymore ! The sheets at this stage are done for ! Anymore mess to be made will be put onto you. Quite literally !

As you both reach your high together, it was rightfully Louis’ turn to make a mess and of course he would all over your exposed chest and blouse. He was fully dressed, he can’t make a mess of his own clothes now can he ?

The switch had been turned again, no longer under your enchantment. Louis gathers himself quickly, adjusting his pants as you’re left covered in his mess. “I need to prepare tea.” Louis states, his hands fumbling in an effort to fix his crooked bow tie. You can only stare in, not even budging.

He points to the sheets, his demands never tire. “I want them replaced when I come back. If not you’ll obey the repercussions.” Like that Louis bolts out the door, behind on his daily routine, not even sparing you a glance.

All you’re left to do is pathetically lie there, panting away in a useless attempt to catch your breath. But that’s doesn’t mean you follow instructions. You continue to lie there eagerly staring out at the open doorway, waiting for the repercussions.

[justasillydetective]

Two sillies in one room.

[detectivejay]

I have no idea if this poll will have as much widespread appeal as some of the others, but this idea popped into my head and felt like a fun one to me, so...

Now you can take this whatever direction you'd like: who you realistically think you're the closest match to, or pure wish fulfillment who'd you most enjoy being. I'd love to see people's reasonings for their choices in the comments and tags. x3 Please reblog for a larger sample size!

In my case, I'd love to think I'm the Watson as a loyal friend, but I'm far too squeamish to be helpful with most medical needs besides basic first aid, and I would NOT be any help in a fight, I'm running in the other direction and yanking Sherly with me the second there's gunshots, bye. I think I'm mostly likely Mrs. Hudson--responsible, own a home, love Sherly and Watson despite their faults, still deeply loyal and tough in my own way even if I'm not in the thick of the danger, a bit of a homebody probably and good at whipping up some tea/food.

With all that said, interpret these roles any way you want! That will be a big part of the fun for this one, seeing how people decide and back up their picks. :)

[merobuns]

its so easy to tell who my favorites are from this alone

[vlx3n]

[tachikoma-x]

What is with that Sherlo-lisa smile?

“Hey John, check out my investigative notes on the lord of crime.”

“But Sherlock, this is just a page with the name ‘Liam’ scribbled all over?”

[starr-251]

Flower symbolism in Yuumori:

We all know that some characters have assigned flowers in the manga (Liam and Sherlock) and others in the anime (Louis, Albert and John), but I've never felt they're quite right. They seem a bit lackluster, so I tried to make my own list complete with meanings!

Liam: lilies. They symbolize purity, and are commonly a symbol of mourning, often found on gravestones of family members.

Albert: roses. They symbolize love, and the added touch of sub rosa interacts nicely with their goals.

Louis: azalea. As I've mentioned before, they symbolize family and unity, so it's only fitting they'd go to the one keeping the family together.

Moran: forget-me-not. They symbolize undying love and loyalty, and past memories. Very fitting for a soldier.

Fred: edelweiss. They symbolize courage and devotion, two things Fred has a lot of.

James: belladonna. Not only do they symbolize beauty and confidence, they were also used by cosmetics by victorian women.

Moneypenny: jasmine. They symbolize grace and elegance, and are both used in tea and perfumes, making it a nice touch for her.

Herder: periwinkle. They symbolize friendship and new begginings, both things he heavily desires, if we are to go by chapter 12.

Sherlock: iris. They symbolize strenght and intelligence, both things he has a surplus of, and also have the additional meaning of wisdom, which he acquired in NYC.

John: violet. They symbolize loyalty and hope, both of which are always fitting themes for any Watson of any media.

Miss Hudson: zinnia. They symbolize affection and absence, a way to show how much she missed her boy during the timeskip.

Mycroft: nasturtium. They symbolize patriotism and conquest. Only fitting for the Queen's right hand man, isn't it?

[miwhotep]

LITTLE OMAKE OBSERVATIONS

Throughout the series, I really love the little between-chapters omake. It was a sudden thought but I decided to count how many omake each character has. (If they only appear at the background and just there, not doing anything, that doesn't count.)

Overall, the series has 48 omake. The last one is at the end of Vol 13 (Final Problem act 4), there is no omake afterwards. There is also no omake at the end of the Scandal arc, White Knight and Two Criminals - most likely because they were bigger turning points with no time to joke.

Louis: 12

Moran: 12

Sherlock: 12

William: 11

Irene Adler/James Bond: 7 (as Irene - 3, as Bond - 4)

Albert: 6

Lestrade: 6

Miss Hudson: 5

John Watson: 5

Fred: 4

Milverton: 4

Herder: 3

Jack: 2

Moneypenny: 1

Mycroft: 1

Gregson: 1

Ruskin: 1

Milverton is the only villain of the series who has omake and Patterson is the only one from the main character group who has no omake at all - once he appeared at the background, but that's it. (Neither Billy has omake - but he couldn't even had since they stopped before he appeared.)

Aside from the jokes, omake are sometimes used to correct historical inaccuracies the series made.

Or to point out plot holes/illogical things which are not addressed in the series.

Anyway, I really enjoyed the omake throughout the manga. I miss them.

[justasillydetective]

What do you mean you're Sherlock partner in private life? 🤨🏳️‍🌈 (I know in the mtp Fandom Sherliam is the way more popular ship but still there are some hinting at Johnlock too) also John in mtp was willing to commit murder, stealing and other criminal deeds just to help Sherlock. His marriage was on the line and bro said: "Nah I rather be arrested with my best buddy Sherlock, then make it to my own wedding." I know most of this could be seen as platonic but there is a little hint of love within the lines even if it is small.

Anyway this was my weird rambling about Mtp Johnlock ig? I don't know. I think their kinda fruity but ehhh I get Sherliam

[missmoriarty2600]

Ok so random thought of the day. If Moriarty characters had pets what would they have. Though I'm aware he's taken care of fish before I think Louis would have a cat. Albert though good friends with a pigeon I think a guinea pig or a dog (probably a border collie). William would definitely have a snake hands down. Thoughts ?

[poet-guy]

Finally got to reading the remains and Sherlock's internal John is something I didn't know I needed,

No matter the version Sherlock is truly lost without his boswell

[vlx3n]