Mycroft Holmes

[Eyy, it's my birthday.]

Happy birthday, brother dear. Not that you will care.
          -M

Haven't talked to anyone since last year. Happy New Year.

Mr. Holmes. - IA

(( I can’t seem to be able to message you.. ))

"Mycroft!~" Moriarty called, walking into said man's office. "You haven't been responding to my texts. Could you figure out the riddles?" He asked, pouting and then giving a small giggle. He had a tendency to burst into Mycroft's office when Mycroft hadn't responded to him or when he was bored and Sebastian was out, so that's exactly what he was doing.

//uwu
          
          Work had been longer than wanted, so Greg ended up getting home late, not taking off his coat or shoes, more focused on finding Mycroft and giving him a mountain worth of affection, hugging him from behind and peppering kisses on his cheek. "Happy birthday, gorgeous," he murmured softly.

//HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK GATISS-
          I also consider Mark's birthday to be Mycroft's birthday. So it's this and the criminal AU anon's birthday-
          Happy birthday Mycroft?

@eastwinds- "I am offended." Mycroft put his hands in his pocket. "But it is me. I've lost weight since Sherlock ever so rudely suggested I go on a diet."

@eastwinds- "Well, I'll have you know that two people still find me huggable." Mycroft almost looked offended.