#jim moriarty sherlock bbc

[kasztanek86]

Yurifying Sheriarty was not on my 2025 bingo card, but here we are

I can't figure out a name for Jim though, would it be Jamie or Jasmine or what?????!?!

[ngatwa]

[cinnapun]

Moriarty is finished and I’ve never felt more like Dr Frankenstein 😌

It took four days and my grandma repeatedly calling him sexy.

Thank you all for the support!

[mousenoise]

Jim Moriarty

The Man With The Key

[crockettmarcel]

the most upsetting thing in the world is that now whenever andrew scott is mentioned, people go “oh yeah! the hot priest from fleabag!” does jim moriarty mean nothing to you? we used to be a society

[mitsukatsu]

"Stayin' alive. It's so boring, isn't it? lt's just..staying."

[221bnassau]

Apparently, now every time I rewatch something I have to do this because nothing has ever been funnier than these texts. So here you go, bbc Sherlock's version.

[bhaddad1994]

Sherlock fan art

Another obsession of mine was Moriarty x Sherlock. Andrew Scott performance was crazily amazing 😻

[sillygirlsmindpalace]

Professionalism even when you're on the brink of death

Also, I didn't notice this before but I love how Benedict gets slightly startled by Andrew's sudden scream (his hand 🤭)

[annikityk]

I present to you: gay people flirting by pointing a gun at each other

Exhibit a: Charles and Erik

Exhibit b: Bucky and Zemo

Exhibit c: Will and Hannibal

Exhibit d: Sherlock and Moriarty

And last but not least: Deadpool and Wolverine

[lovecraftiancicada]

[kasztanek86]

Gay man threatens to flirt (unbelievable)

[star-girl-05]

MINE

Jim Moriarty x Reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

‘Why are you at Hospital?’ you stare at the text, confusion all over your face. The first being who the hell is texting you?, and how did they know where you are? You look around the room for anyone out of place. Finding nothing you turn back to your phone. 

‘Who is this?’ your phone dings with a text almost instantly.

‘It’s Moriarty, Love’ you visibly freeze. ‘But you can call me Jim 💕✨’

You have so many questions yet you're asking, ‘Why are you texting me?’ 

‘I saw you were at hospital, I thought I was going to have to kill someone’ 

‘What the hell do you mean by that? How did you know I was at the hospital anyway?’ you stare at your phone this is the first time he hasn’t texted you back instantly. 

‘I always keep an eye on my assets’, is he implying what you think he is? ‘Your mine, afterall can’t let anyone hurt you’ Your eyes widen almost comically. Jim Moriarty, self proclaimed villain just told you were his. How are you supposed to respond to that? You’ve only met him a handful of times, half of them with Sherlock, and you would not describe them as ‘friendly’. So where on earth did he get the idea that you fancied him. 

‘I’m not yours’ it should be obvious to him that you would never date him. Yet here you are rejecting him over text.

‘You are, you just don’t know it yet’ you don’t text back just pocketing your phone. Trying to forget the conversation ever happened, especially when Sherlock comes dragging you away. 

He was just messing around, trying to get in your head. At least that's what you tell yourself. Until you return home and find a large bouquet and a card. 

To My Love,  Im deadly Serious your MINE Yours, Jim Moriarty

[cinnapun]

GUYS I have more Sherlock content coming I promise! Here’s a rejected unfinished painting to fill the silence while I work on something else. Also if there’s any specific characters you’d like to see (or see more of. Wink.) feel free to let me know!!

(Unrelated note: I had to fulfill an order at work for someone named Jim today. The balance between brainrot and functioning member of society is a bit tilted)

[elennemigo]

Jim Moriarty revealed himself 13 years ago today.

SHERLOCK: THE GREAT GAME | Air date August 8, 2010.

[zephsterrrrrrrrrr]

Just want you guys to know what John wrote in his blog about what happened at the pool... "I was made to walk out into the swimming pool area where, I discovered, Sherlock was waiting. The voice in my ear, which I vaguely recognised, told me to say some stuff - which, I realised, gave the impression that I was behind it all. That I, John Watson, was Moriarty. I could see the look in Sherlock's eyes - a flash of, not anger, but hurt. For a second, he looked like a little, lost child. I should have been horrified that he'd even doubt me for a second but, to be honest, it was so refreshingly human of him. He actually did value our friendship. He did, despite himself, care. Then he saw the explosives on me and he realised what was happening."