#professor moriarty

[waackery]

I’ve been watching Sherlock Hound!

[creantzy]

Happy (late) birthday William James Moriarty ❤️

[mori-boo0]

my own interpretation of Moriarty.

[qweaenr]

MORIARTY THE PATRIOT - Holidays & Anniversaries

[cewwart]

the chokehold this man had on me when he wore his hair like this….

moriarty the patriot doesn’t get enough love

such a good story (￣^￣)

[teaspoonnebula]

I bought some playing cards and all these characters are aces, but I knew that already.

[doopcity]

heat of the moment

[madzmationcreations]

William James Moriarty and Sherlock Holmes from Moriarty the Patriot.

I love these two and they deserve to be happy. The anime was amazing and the manga has been even better from what i’ve read so far! 

[yandere-romanticaa]

William frustrates me beyond belief but I'm still so incredibly, madly in love with him. Also, reader is kinda yandere for William here as well. Reader is female.

The pale moon in the night sky starkly contrasted the glow of a freshly lit candle, its warm flames just barely reaching the parchment of paper. Her hands shook violently as (y/n) analyzed it, word for word, heart racing in her chest as she positively beamed with joy, her (e/c) blown open wide with excitement.

William had written back to her. Finally.

The two had developed a friendship a little bit over a year ago but what William remained oblivious to was that (y/n) had been helplessly in love with him for years now. The Moriarty family was well known and regarded within polite society and their status as free bachelors boosted their popularity even more so, especially amongst the women. No matter which Moriarty brother entered the room, they would turn heads and people would talk. Be it in awe or jealousy, the entire family was something worth gawking at. Truth be told, their staff was also the hot talk of the town. They were easy to talk to and friendly, Moran and Bonde in particular. That was exactly how the girl managed to step into the threshold of the house and finally have a proper word with the handsome mathematician.

Their talks started off innocent enough with William indulging her with his company every now and then. She managed to slide through the tough cracks of the mysterious man, bit by bit. She would watch him grade papers sometimes, his gaze cascaded downwards as (y/n) played the role of the dutiful young lady who was minding her own business over some hot tea.

(y/n) was many, many things and eager was one of them. This, whatever this was - it was not enough for her. More, she needs more. Having afternoon tea with William was the highlight of her day but by God, it felt as though she was going to implode!! William, ever the gentleman, never once made a move on her, no inappropriate glance, no comment, nothing. Be it day or night William was constantly keeping her at the edge of her seat, wondering whether or not he would actually do something. Sometimes, if she was lucky, she could feel the touch of his slender fingers against her own as they both reach for the sugar. Their eyes would meet and William would give her a sweet smile, never actually recoiling in shame or embarrassment. Did this mean he was fond of her? Was she overanalyzing it? She couldn't know, William was such a hard person to get a good read on. (y/n) knew that no one was perfect in this world but in her eyes, William was more brilliant than the stars that hung high in the night sky.

Letting out a sigh, (y/n) hugs his letter close to her chest as she looks out the open window, the crisp air giving her a sense of relief as it blew into the room and onto her hot skin. It was so late in the evening, no one was awake now. What even was the point of all this?

Unbeknownst to her, William was wide awake in his office as he looked out his own window, his cheek resting on the palm of his hand as a wicked little smirk made its way onto his face. Several papers were sprawled out in front of him, all of which were your letters. William took great pleasure in reading them all from time to time and analyzing everything you said. You tried so hard to act like a perfect little noblewoman, always having a polite smile on your face and carefully choosing each word you dared to utter. He felt a little bad, toying with you like this, keeping you dancing on the very edge until you finally crack.

William was desperate to see the real you, the oh so jealous (y/n) who did her best to hide her seething rage in front of the other ladies who gushed about William right in front of you. He never failed to spot the way you bite the inside of your cheek, the rage in your eyes was so evident but oh so precious. He was selfish, keeping you on his tight leash like this but it was all worth it in the end. He was driving you mad with desire and before long, he was sure that you are close to your breaking point.

He can't wait to have you, all of you.

There was nothing in the world that could stop him.

[fangirlsovertoomanythings]

Can you imagine what being Professor Moriarty's student was like? You have a very dedicated Mathematics professor, who also has a degree in Astronomy, and he tries his best to make everyone understand what he says despite the limitations of having a bunch of different students with a bunch of different learning styles, and he's just so nice; a bit overly strict with schedules, but he never humiliates you for forgetting an assignment. He probably donates his money to associations that seek to help immigrants or something. His eyes lighten up whenever you show interest in one of his areas of expertise outside of lecture hours, and he infodumps about how the Sun will die one day to you. He takes jokes well despite the resting bitch face he carries around.

And then one day you hear he was killed by Sherlock fucking Holmes and that he was a mobster.

[kkangkkangie]

I j remembered that Sherlock Holmes canonically doesnt remember the solar system. But Professor Moriarty is know for liking mathematics and astronomy, right?

What if the entire rivalry started because Moriarty heard that this one consulting detective never remembered the solar system b/c it didn’t pertain to a case and he was like ‘I’ll show you a case mf—solar system and planets are important’

Idk just smth that made me lose sleep

[fiyaakiko]

My beautiful boy~ I love him siwiqiwhshsbjqj

[creantzy]

Charactertober Day 2: Crossover (Moriarty The Patriot x Bungo Stray Dogs) I’ve been waiting to draw this one xD

[inbarfink]

[werrrrrrrrrrrrrrrcat]

Tiger hunt

Rewatching soviet adaptation for some days

[sarnie-for-varney]

We see one of the very rare moments where Holmes is afraid, in the Granada Holmes episode The Final Problem. And it is in the presence of Professor Moriarty.

He shields himself with his robe and is clearly shaken, judging by his breathing. But there's also a look of anger and disgust when he clenches his teeth for just a moment.

Then he begins to speak. His voice falters at "You..." and there are odd pauses between "You... have... paid me", as though he's attempting to gather his courage again to say one last thing to Moriarty before he walks out the door.

Not to mention that Moriarty could kill him at any time, there being a deadly weapon concealed as a cane right there in Moriarty's hand which he had literally cocked and aimed directly at Holmes moments prior to this clip.

Holmes isn't afraid of death, but Moriarty has such a sense of menace about him that it's no surprise that Holmes is scared. In this episode, Mrs. Hudson even compares Moriarty to the 'devil himself'.

However, Holmes still has the suaveness to insult Moriarty by not even calling him by the correct title. Moriarty is a professor, but Holmes refers to him as simply "Mr. Moriarty". While we call our professors 'Mr.' nowadays, it was actually a sign of scholarly prestige in those times. So it's safe to say that Holmes doesn't stay stunned for very long.