#james moriarty
i started reading michael kurland’s moriarty -series (i’ve only read first book atm) and got inspired
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Me, feeling nostalgic ? More likely than you think. Still love that murderous gremlin, after all. And I did try something with the pose, eh- or more like, the angle.
Six fanarts challenge : First fanart (1)
» As my good friend @paul-saulter (*wink*) asked, I did no other than the Napoléon of Crime, the Genius Mastermind, the Centre of the Criminal Web : James Moriarty
Of course, I based my drawing upon the BBC Sherlock version, interpreted by the excellent Andrew Scott
There was a time I drew him more often than not— it’s a throwback that I gladly enjoyed!
Anyways, hope you’re satisfied, my friend, and all others that stumbled in my humble fanart ;)
The chart will be filling up at each new post, don’t worry about that x)
remeber the theory i had about moriarty working for mycroft? maybe moriarty is working for fucking eurus instead of mycroft bc she wants revenge for whatever reason
Moriarty - Yuukoku no Moriarty
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happy (belated) reichenbach day
variants under the cut:
Who wants a drink? Martini maybe? Gin? Whiskey on the rocks?
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my DGS Mycroft and Moriarty
At the age of 19 Mycroft, eager to further his career, employs street boys to gather intelligence for him against his opponents and criminal organisations. He calls them the Baker Street Irregulars. One of those boys is a 14 year old called James who has two younger brothers: Jamie (7) and Robert (2). Mycroft realises too late the danger that he’s placed the boys in when they are caught in an attack from a vengeful gang of criminals and are presumed to be dead. However, in the rubble Mycroft finds Jamie still alive and amnesiac. Having never learned the boy’s name he gives him a new one after his fair hair: Sherlock.
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Almost five months after Reichenbach, I cannot be the only one whose heart is still torn to shreds whenever it enters my mind.
Thus, I present, Andrew Scott, Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch, in bathtubs.
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Surprise… Not Dead
It has come to my.. uh.. realisation.. that I haven’t updated either of my current two fics in.. a long time. Oops!
I promise I’m not dead.. I’m just an occasional tumblr lurker atm because university is being a pain in the arse and I’m getting thrown assignment after assignment and, quite frankly, I’m a bit sick of typing my mental health is also a bit not good but it’s just from the current stress of end of term essays..
However! After my next assignment (if I survive that long..) I’m planning on getting the next chapter written out for both my Mycroft and Sherlock stories!
Alternatively, I’ll struggle with the assignment and pretend to be dead for the next three years so my professors leave me alone could go either way… ANYWAY thank you all for your patience
DON’T TALK TO LIL VINCI LIKE THAT BUDDY
