Random Mycroft headcanon. Sherlock likes his long dressing gowns… but Mycroft, considering how much time he spends in a suit prefers more of a lounge length (shorter). Of course he almost always wears sensible pyjamas… but occasionally he’ll just be in boxer briefs and the dressing gown… because legs… and of course because Greg likes it.
This is everything
I’m sitting here trying not to cry in public because this was so fucking beautiful
this was SO CUTE
poe dameron: i mean yeah finn is my buddy but i’d fuck him if he asked
finn, choking: w h a t
rey, exasperated: he said he’d fuck you if you asked
I just thought about what would happen if Mycroft went to Mrs. Hudson for love advice after seeing her successfully help bring Sherlock and John together. She’d see him walk into her flat and she’d say, “Not today Mycroft. Whatever it is, you can talk to your brother yourself, you are a big boy!” and he’d be, “No. This is an entirely different matter. I need to talk to you about…about Detective Inspector Lestrade.” Mrs. Hudson would just be stone faced and say, “Sit. I’ll get the tea.”
That is literally EXACTLY what would happen. And I could see poor Mycroft absolutely at the end of his rope before going to Mrs. Hudson, she would be his last resort. But she would offer him chocolate biscuits and tea and listen to him and I think give him terrible advice but also encourage him to GO FOR IT, which would also be the BEST advice.
Poe: Oh, buddy, you ripped your jacket. Here. I’ll fix it for you.
Finn: Oh. Okay. *shirks jacket*
Poe: Jeez. Did someone slash you with a knife? Your shirt is ripped, too. Off with it.
Finn: Uh. Okay. *removes shirt*
Poe: Oh no! What did they do to your pants?! Better take them off too!
Finn: *taking off pants* You’re just trying to get me naked.
Poe: Finn! Your boxers have a huge gash in them! Better-
Finn: You know, you could have just asked.
send me a pairing and a number and i’ll write you a drabble
- “Come over here and make me.”
- “Have you lost your damn mind!?”
- “Please, don’t leave.”
- “Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”
- “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”
- “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”
- “I almost lost you.”
- “Wanna bet?”
- “Don’t you ever do that again!”
- “Teach me how to play?”
- “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”
- “I think we need to talk.”
- “Kiss me.”
- “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”
- “So, I found this waterfall…”
- “It could be worse.”
- “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”
- “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”
- “The paint’s supposed to go where?”
- “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
- “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”
- “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
- “Just once.”
- “You’re the only one I trust to do this.”
- “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
- “I got you a present.”
- “I’m pregnant.”
- “Marry me?”
- “I thought you were dead.”
- “It’s not what it looks like…”
- “You lied to me.”
- “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
- “Please don’t do this.”
- “If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”
- “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”
- “I wish I could hate you.”
- “Wanna dance?”
- “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
- “Hey! I was gonna eat that!”
- “Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”
- “You did all of this for me?”
- “I swear it was an accident.”
- “YOU DID WHAT?!”
- “If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”
- “Tell me a secret.”
- “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”
- “No one needs to know.”
- “Boo.”
- “Well this is awkward…”
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Headcanon: Greg once used the fact that Mycroft was sat on a live bomb to finish the argument Mycroft walked out on that morning.
“You have got to be kidding me”
“You’re sat there. There’s nothing I can do to diffuse it. So I’m finishing our argument. And another thing….”
“Gregory we don’t have time for this. You have to leave.”
“Are you mad? Mycroft. Love. If you don’t make it out, we go up together. That’s how this works. I love you. End of discussion. But I’m still not done about this morning….”
Greg: [slurring] You’re beautiful.
Mycroft: You’re drunk.
Greg: Yes. I am drunk and you are beautiful, *hic* and tomorrow morning I will be sober, and you, Mycroft… will still be beautiful.
Mycroft: How did you know I was going to propose?
Greg: Anthea, Mary, and Molly haven’t been able to look at me without grinning and crying all month.
😂😂😂😂
And don’t forgot Mrs. Hudson!
But Mycroft knows that Mrs. Hudson would tell Greg as soon as she met him. So, when Mycroft makes the decision to propose, he first tells Anthea, of course. Then, as he needs more information to make it perfect, he goes to the morgue the next day, to ask Molly about Greg. Ten days later, Molly slips, and tells Mary, who of course swears to keep the secret, and not share it with anyone. Then, a week before the big day (or the D-day, as Mycroft calls it), Mycroft is talking to Sherlock, convincing him that Greg’s not going to be an asshole just because he’s marrying him, Mrs. Hudson appears, and Mycroft literally runs away from her. Of course, Mrs. Hudson, knowing the Holmes boys, knows that he’s hiding something, and she deducts (“of course, Sherlock, remember who told you about them dating, I’m not the oblivious one in relationships”) what’s going on. But, luckily for Mycroft, she doesn’t see Greg on that week, so he gets to propose.
*slow clap* Honestly, idk what I would do without my followers…
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