#og william

[sholmeslupin]

I like Albert a lot.

But something I hate about him is that he forgaves the thief - a person he doesn't know anything about - but not his OWN brother.

[rimosaosa]

"This swamp will hide our little secret"

[neto-nospring]

Earthbound Spirit

[cherockku]

I forgot to post this

i think he should haunt everyone's ass

[dead-and-kicking-forever]

I wonder how I should make William and og William interactions in the au I am writing. I have really fun ideas. I imagine they become friends sometime later in the au (He is not my friend! - OG William). OG is just a tsundere. He was initially very irritated by Williams persistent visits to him(I have ideas for this which I will write in the fic)but he later warmed up (he will never admit that). OG is the definition of tough love in this one (though he can be soft at times)

William with others:

William: I already want to die

Others: ... (Albert lowkey relates, and Louis tries to sabotage the attempt behind William's back)

William with og William:

William: I already want to die

OG William: ...

OG William: Why are you running? Why are you running?

William: WHY DO YOU HAVE A SLEGEHAMMER?

OG William: HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT DYING?

(OG William was, in fact, trying to take away William's kneecaps)

Few more scenes:

OG William: I am a healer but...(loads a gun)

OG William when William neglects his own health:

William: Wait, I can explain.

OG William: (whispers) you better should.

[honey-milkypeach]

OG William Surviving AU..

Chapter 1:

("Could it be... Am I going to die...?") wondered a boy with light brown curly hair, lying in bed, trying to breathe while covering his blood-covered stomach. His brown eyes filled with tears as he stared into space, reliving that tragic moment.

That moment when his own older brother, his own flesh and blood, betrayed him and chose to leave with two orphans that his father had taken in just to look good in front of society...

Albert had stabbed him with a piece of wood and then left him there in that room to bleed to death.

"N-no.... I must... I must leave...." Spoke William weakly as with what little strength he had he was able to get up and start walking out of the room.

He was having trouble breathing, every few steps he began to cough and spit up blood.

He was leaning against the walls of his home to move forward, his body weakening little by little, but his determination to get out was what kept him moving.

" Damn it.... Cof! Cof!!! Just a few more steps to get to the stairs. . . " He encouraged himself as well, as he shuffled his feet in an attempt to walk.

In the background could be heard the mechanical sound of the pendulum clock they had at home, not only that, but a strange smell was taking over the whole mansion.

Young Wiliam finally reached the steps, slowly descending and holding on to the railing with both hands, although this made the blood from his wound start to run down the rest of his clothes, he didn't care, he just wanted to get out and scream for help.

Just a few more steps to reach the second floor of the mansion, just a little more, that's all she needed.

But the moment the clock struck twelve o'clock at night, everything became an explosion of fire and smoke.

The boy with light brown hair could not react in time, everything happened too fast... The explosion hit half of his face, causing more pain to run through his body, he screamed in agony as he writhed on the ground, surrounded by flames and debris.

He tried to gasp for air, but only managed to choke and cough uncontrollably due to the amount of smoke that had accumulated in the place.

"I-I don't want to.... I don't want to die. . . ." He said to himself as he crawled along the floor, managing to reach a nearby wall and slowly leaning against it to get up.

A deafening beeping sound was the only thing William could hear at the moment, his vision blurred by both the smoke and the loss of his left eye.

As best he could, the young William got up, even with half his body burned and the stab wound, even with everything against him... He wanted to stay alive, he wanted to live.

He tried to go through the front door, but he managed to see through the fire that there were three silhouettes walking near the main entrance.

those bastards had it all planned from the start....

With no other option and knowing that if he was discovered alive, Albert would not hesitate to finish the job.

So, he took another truck, through the back where the servants came and went all the time.

With effort he opened the door, the cold, pure night air hitting his face, giving a stark contrast to what was happening inside.

William falls to the ground, his body finally beginning to succumb to wounds and blood loss.

The young man crawls out, safe from the heat of the flames and the toxic smoke from it.

William was breathing shakily but also weakly, he was exhausted, the adrenaline was gone, so now he could feel the burning of the burns in the middle of his body.

William's eyes begin to fill with tears, his vision was beginning to blur and get darker and darker; he was going to die.

Tears fell down his face as he realized what was happening, this was the end, no one would come to save him.

Not his parents, not the butler, not the servants.... He was all alone, and he would die alone, surely forgotten.

(Please.... Let someone... Whoever...) The boy was begging, asking God to give him a second chance to live, he didn't want to end this way, not like this...

Young William's brown eyes were slowly closing, his mind was beginning to quiet and his breathing was getting weaker.

But even in the most difficult times, there was always a small way out, a sliver of hope.

That was in the form of a man passing by with his wheelbarrow, who, noticing the young man lying on the ground, took pity and went to his rescue....

HELLO!!! It's been a while since I talked about this AU, sorry for my absence, been busy with personal stuff (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

But I hope you like and enjoy this small writing, I'm not really good at writing down ^^; or describing, so if you have any tips or recommendations, I would gladly thank you :'D

Any way, thank you all for reading -3-!

[fatuousion]

I love it how Albert's and OG William's hairstyles look like crowns (at least to me)

(Pictures from Pinterest)

Like Albert wears this tall crown, while OG William has this low, spikey crown around his forehead level. Maybe I could say more about this if only I knew more about men's crown types in English sigh

[darkerbluerseaer]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WILLIAM JAMES MORIARTY

AND ALSO TO LIAM EVEN IF IT'S PROBABLY NOT HIS BIRTHDAY!!

Obviously, William was a horrible rotten noble like the rest of them, but what always stood out to me was that he was a) a child and b) desperate for Albert's approval, moreso than for his parents'. Maybe it's just the oldest sibling in me speaking, but I feel like if Al had taken the time to talk to William and to educate him, perhaps William's ending could have been kinder. The kind of behavior he exhibited had been conditioned and encouraged by his surroundings and while that's obviously no excuse since Albert managed to break the cycle too, I want to believe Albert could have helped him see reason. But alas, the Moriartys were too hateful and Albert hated them too much to reason with them, I get it. It was inevitable, I just still feel a little sorry for him, so he gets a birthday post.