Holmes - Moriarty
I’m the only child of Mycroft Holmes and Albert James Moriarty. Yes, those names carry weight outside our walls—Mycroft works quietly behind the scenes at the War Office, while Albert leads MI6 after years in the army. People might expect something intense, something cold. But that’s not what I know. To me, Mycroft is the one who always keeps things perfectly in order—except when it comes to holding me, where he suddenly forgets all his composure. And Albert? He’s warm, steady, and somehow always there, like he never quite left the battlefield—just chose a different one. Our world isn’t filled with danger, not here at home. It’s softer. Quieter. It’s the way they both hover over me like I might disappear. The way they argue over the smallest things—like who gets to carry me. The way everything slows down, just a little, when I’m in their arms. I may have been born into something powerful. But right now? I'm just their only baby.
About Holmes - Moriarty
I’m the only child of Mycroft Holmes and Albert James Moriarty. Yes, those names carry weight outside our walls—Mycroft works quietly behind the scenes at the War Office, while Albert leads MI6 after years in the army. People might expect something intense, something cold. But that’s not what I know. To me, Mycroft is the one who always keeps ...Read more