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favficbirthdays · 5 months
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Happy Birthday
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Sherlock Holmes (6th January)
Moriarty The Patriot
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aspoonofsugar · 4 months
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what thems of Yukoku no Moriati
Hi!
I am sorry, but I have never read this series, so I would not know.
Thank you for the ask!
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trixiegalaxy · 2 years
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William James Moriarty x Rapunzel!Reader
Story link; story + reader info, Prologue, Chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5
[Story can be also found on Wattpad. PNG of William provided by @prof-kenny]
After bringing justice to Earl Argleton, the Moriarty brothers received a map and an anonymous letter asking them to "save the girl".
Out of curiosity, William follows the map which leds him to a hidden tower. There William meets (Y/N), a mysterious girl with very long golden hair that has special healing magic, who was being held captive by Argleton.
After gaining (Y/N)'s trust, William decides to bring (Y/N) to live with him and his brothers.
Can (Y/N) learn to live in the world outside the tower? Will she become apart of the Lord Of Crime? And can William protect (Y/N) from those who want her magic for themselves?
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dokidaichi · 2 years
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DISCLAIMER : ON BRIEF HIATUS !
DISC — new blog !! created march 2022.
hello ! my name is alex, but you can call me lex or lexi. my pronouns are she/her, just to let you know. welcome to my n/sfw writing blog ˖◛⁺⑅♡ masterlist in bio ! ღ ━━⌒*
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JJK — mirror sex scenarios w/ the jjk dilfs ! (smut)
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═ ✑ ⌒*。 jjk — suguru x fem reader
based on my hot neighbour ! geto suguru hc ♥︎ in which geto suguru finds a little fun in indulging in his cute, timid neighbour; you.
═ ✑ ⌒*。 jjk — nanami x fem reader
nanami describes you with the 3 P’s; promiscuous, provocative, precious. but can’t help to want to put a ring around your finger—make you a nanami.
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additional information about me <3
— my mbti is enfj !
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kenmas-consoles · 3 years
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Hello honey! I hope you don't mind me requesting something with this topic but my father told me today that I should kill myself just because I bleached my hair and then that I should care about other's opinion and not my own so can I request how would William react to his s/o saying this to him? If you don't feel comfortable writing this it's fully okay, I understand 🤍 Thank you in advance though 🤍
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Pairing: William Moriarty x Reader
Summary: You bleach your hair and your father disapproves and says harsh words that lead you crying and William is there to console you.
Word Count: 1,878
Warning: Mentions of death/ act of suicide
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It was never a secret to anyone that being born into a prestigious lineage meant that you had watchful eyes on lock with your every move. Every action you made was like a public statement and it was quite restricting, never being able to act out in the open in fear of public judgement. It has been that way since you were young, (y/n) (l/n) the eldest daughter to a famous business tycoon in England.
Though upon meeting William a few years back right after a business transaction made by your father and William’s eldest brother Albert you had become close friends, and maybe something even more. The time you’ve spent with him made you feel free, free enough to express yourself because you knew he wasn’t one to judge. It was a breath of fresh air, you never had to worry about the public eye whenever you were with him. These days you have a little skip in your step, after gaining the confidence to just be yourself.
You had made a big decision of getting your hair dyed and you were quite jittery upon entering your estate with your newly done hair. The little adrenaline rush of somewhat planned impulsivity of getting it dyed thrilled you though you know that others may have mixed feelings about your new hair. It hadn't mattered to you much since you were sick of playing the perfect daughter role. You knew your parents would have to find out one way or another you just hoped they would be accepting. Besides, it was just hair and it wasn’t that bad. If anything you thought you looked 10x better a blonde.
Still, you made an effort into hiding it for the day and probably dropping the gun and talking about it tomorrow since you were still pretty tired.
Closing the doors silently you enter your room and just as you set out a sigh of relief you hear a clatter and a piercing shriek.
Maggie, your personal maid, was in your room with tea now stained on the carpet floor as she looked at you with wide eyes. Upon realizing it was just you, her young mistress, she had calmed down and rushed towards you. Holding you by the shoulders she inspected you in amazement.
“You- you’re hair!” she exclaimed in excitement, “You’re blonde! How-”
You giggled lightly at her amazement and loss of words and babbling as she held a few locks of your hair in her fingers.
“I’ve had it done earlier,” you said, giving a little spin. “How does it look?”
“Absolutely stunning dear!”
Her response brings a smile to your face.
“What in the heavens?!” A deep male voice exclaimed from behind the door and your smile had grown shaky as you realized that the voice belonged to your father.
You mustered up a smile and took a deep breath before facing him.
“Do you like it?” you asked. “It’s preposterous! outrageous! What were you thinking?! Or did you even think at all?!” “Please calm down it’s just- “Hair?” Pinching the bridge of his nose he turned away from you with a shake of his head. “ You’re being selfish again, why can’t you just listen?”
In a much quieter tone he says “why can't you just get it through your head that your actions greatly affect the family! your brother is months away from getting married and you-
why can't you just think about what others might think and stop with this nonsense.”
Each word brings a pang in your heart as your eyes sting with tears. You couldn’t bring yourself to face him either as you grew small in his presence, self conscious even.
A silence passed and neither of you spoke. The tension in the room was suffocating, your father looked as though he had more to say but he just clicked his tongue before moving towards the door.
“Maggie, please clean up this mess,” your father said without turning back to look at the now scampering maid.
Sparing one last look he sighs and says, “I’m done with this conversation, with you, you can go jump out the balcony for all I care.”
Once the door clicks shut, you fall on your knees. Never before had your father said anything so harsh nor has he raised his voice towards you before. The tears threatening to spill had already made its way down your cheeks and you choked up a sob. All the confidence you had built over the past years felt like it was deteriorating and the only feeling that ate you up was guilt and shame.
Maggie comes back in and rushes towards your side as she sees you crying. “He doesn’t mean that sweetie,” she says all while cooing consoling words and holding your crumpled form.
You couldn’t fall asleep that night, your fathers words replaying like a broken record. Were you selfish? Was it your fault? You couldn’t help but think that and once again the ugly feeling of shame was boiling up within the pits of your stomach.
Watching from your balcony, your father who was talking to the coachman below. Downcast, he hadn’t spoken to you all day. Thinking back to last night where he couldn’t even look at you during family dinner nor even say a word to you during breakfast.
As though you were drilling holes into his head from above he had turned to face your balcony. You stepped back to avoid being seen but you saw him shake his head and then you felt the shame creep up again.
You were frustrated. At your father’s silence, his words, at yourself for letting it get to you so much. It was so really unlike you and you felt tears start to sting at your eyes. You knew your schedule was free today so you had decided to head for the Moriarty manor, your safe haven.
You made your way there without delay, gripping at your skirt as you sped through the streets of London, ignoring the weird stares and whispers of those who had recognised you. Nothing was more important now than getting there, since you were minutes away from breaking down once more.
Upon reaching the manor you were greeted by the familiar face of Louis who was tending to the gardens by the gate. Delighted you made your way towards him. “Louis!” He turned his head and stood with a shocked and bewildered expression as he blinked twice almost as if checking if what he saw was correct. “(y/n)?” he asked and you happily nodded.
“What happened to you, you look like you have been crying?” he asks.
You scratch your head a bit and mention how it was a long story not even denying the fact that he found out you were crying. Louis offers you another understanding smile as he walks with you to the manor telling you he’d go fetch William for you.
“I forgot to mention,” he says as he led you through the long hallways of the manor, “You look beautiful by the way, I’m sure my brother would think so too.”
You in turn blushed in response to his words.
“You can stay in the living room (y/n), I’ll go inform William of your presence now,” he says with a curt nod and a smile.
“Thanks Lou,” you say as you both exchange another set of smiles before he takes his leave.
A few minutes pass and you hear the sound of quick steps, the door of the living room bursting open to reveal none other than William Moriarty with the most agitated expression ever.
His agitation morphed to shock as he took one long look at you and he slowly moved towards the couch you had been sitting on.
One of his rare small smiles grace his face as he takes your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand tenderly.
“You look different,” he jests, then takes a lock of your hair between his fingers and rubs them. You both sit in comfortable silence and he takes this time to inspect your face, he notices the little circles around your eyes and how puffy they look not to mention your slightly rosey tipped nose. It wouldn’t take a detective to know you had been crying.
He looks at you expectantly and you take it as a sign to start spilling the beans. You tell him of how you had dyed your hair the other day to sneaking into the family manor that night uptil how your father had scolded you for your actions.
William just sat there with his hand in yours, staring at you lovingly as you replayed the story. Squeezing your hands ever so lightly when you had told him that your father had told you to kill yourself. He was appalled with your father to say the least, you the most brilliant person he had met and someone had the audacity to say such hurtful things to.
As you move your arms around animatedly to show your frustrations he found them rather cute and amusing, another smile moves up to his face. You were too caught up in retelling the story to notice him bring his hands to your chin. He moves your chin to face him and this action silences you.
Smiling at you once more he moves the hand holding your chin to caress your face. “Listen,it's true you have to consider others' opinions but that's just the tip of the iceberg, think about it... do we have more confidence in their opinions than we do our own? self-care is never a selfish act.”
You sigh, taking his hand that was on your face in your own, “It’s different when those people are your family. I don’t know how I could go back and face th-” “You don’t have to go back,” he grumbles under his breath but enough for you to hear.
“...then where would I go?”
“Simple,” he says with a compelling dangerous glint in his crimson eyes. “You are of age now, stay with me. I will marry you.”
Your eyes widened in surprise and awkwardly laughed it off thinking it was another one of Williams jokes but the look in his eye told you that he was dead serious. Your cheeks then set aflame as numerous butterflies crashed around your stomach and chest.
“I know it is much too early for a proposal but I promise to love and cherish you for as long as my heart keeps beating,” He then stands and extends a hand for you to take, almost a silent sign of asking you to accept. And once you do slip your hand in his he holds you by the waist for an embrace and whispers in your ear.
“Besides, I think you look lovely as a blonde.”
This comment leaves you in a fit of giggles. William James Moriarty will always continue to be your safe haven, a pillar of support.
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Hey there angel I hope you’re feeling alright please remember that you cant let others decide your self worth for you so try not to let huetful comments let you down. I’m pretty sure you look amazing and hopefully your father will come around with getting used to seeing your hair that way. I hope this story was to your liking as well have some moriarty love!
Also I pretty much crammed this cause I only saw the request today and aaaaaaa im sorry anywayz hope you like it again sweetie!!
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elgiop · 3 years
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Sherlock
(from Moriaty the patriot)
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Update
And I'm sorry for a little hiatus this far, mostly because I was beginning on some new manga. Namely, Berserk and Yukoku no Moriarty. The former is a titular and dark manga, the latter was surprising and fresh. I mean it. I'm interested to see where both will go.
And so far, I'm enjoying it. Although when school kicks in, it's going to be all over. But let me just have time to finish most of it first. Or as much as I can.
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favficbirthdays · 2 years
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Happy Birthday
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William James Moriarty (1st April)
Moriarty The Patriot
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trixiegalaxy · 2 years
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Moriarty The Patriot funny moment
[Never lie to you're professor, especially if that professor is Moriarty]
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trixiegalaxy · 2 years
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Moriarty The Patriot OP 1 - DYING WISH
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kenmas-consoles · 3 years
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Hi! Can I request platonic hcs of the Moriarty Bros interacting with a student of William's who got caught up in the whole "crime lord" thing and ended up joining their crew? I think it'd be neat. Thank you in advance!
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A/n: aaaa this is my first moriarty the patriot story so I hope that it’s to your liking! Also i noticed that you didn’t exactly specify a gender for the student and considering he teaches in a private all male’s academy ion know imma use the rules of fiction and use a gender neutral reader/student anyways enjoy!
pairing: moriarty brothers with a platonic g/n student
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you were an insider
just like Fred your jobs consist of going undercover and gathering information
Just like any other student in the academy William taught at you had quite the status, a socialite from a well known family 
Coming from a family with a rather big name and that sort of status held its benefits which means you had access to information about various inside affairs and business 
and since you come from a respectable family that made you quite the spy because nobody would really suspect that the “kind (l/n) family heir would do such a thing” 
at first you had ended up becoming an unofficial member after Lucian’s case and continued to be the Moriarty’s eyes and ears 
but after an incident with another rival business that ended with your family dead, William generously offered his services of revenge 
after all that's transpired you ended up as a member to the moriarty crew
A real valued member at that
To say the Moriarty brothers are fond of you would be an understatement cause they treat you like a younger brother/sister
With Albert
Now Albert has always been a family man 
He loves his brothers a lot and dotes on them from time to time but more often than not he feels a bit dejected now that his brothers are now so grown up 
and when the addition of you joining the crew he was delighted to see a fresh face
There isn’t really much of an age gap between him and his brothers because they were around his age when they met but with you oh boy 
10 year age gap lezzgeddit 
He’ll use this as an opportunity to spoil you to make up for not being able to do that to William and Louis
He’d send you post cards, gifts and little trinkets
He regrets that he has to work in an office 
Albert loves it when you ramble about anything
It makes him feel soft that you trust him with your thoughts and even secrets
With William
Ever since the gang took you in and you moved out of the dorms expect to get culture shocked 
William at home and William in school are two different people 
There's this strict rule of separating school life and home life mostly because he wants to keep it professional
will occasionally join you for lunch doe 
It also feels weird not calling him Professor at home
Tutors you loads and sometimes laughs at your misery and failed attempts in answering math problems
He’s also really quite good in teaching other subjects like science, english, history and etc. 
kinda feels unreal 
finds it funny when you rant about school too and sometimes he’d give his two cents on some teachers or other students you find annoying
With Louis
He’s soft that he has a new younger sibling around
Boy is so used to being the youngest but now he has a younger sib around cue shocked Pikachu face
He’d spoil you the most out of all the brothers
Bakes you extra cookies cause why not
tries not to be obvious about it 
He’d ask you how school is going all the time even though he could literally ask William
He knows he isn’t much compared to his brothers but it warms his heart whenever you both hangout
He also is the best listener and secret keeper in the household so you’d go to him to rant all the time 
He’d get worried when you get assigned to do missions and would ask if you’d like him to accompany you 
Thinks you joining the team is a blessing 
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