July 2012
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The Valley of Fear: Loyalty →
60 word ficlet based on The Valley of Fear, by demonempress
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"A Welcome Cage", a Sherlock Holmes fanfic
mrmonochrome:
So apparently everyone and their grandmother is shipping “Mormor”. I must be one of the few fans out there who don’t ship Moran and Moriarty romantically in any incarnation.
Anyway, I wrote a fic about Moran and his relationship with Moriarty and there’s no slash in any of it. Plus it’s *GASP* BOOK-VERSE. The title is awful though, I’m so bad at coming up with good titles.
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #94: Reunion
bookbinder-wandmaker:
A ghost stood in his doorway.
But no— it couldn’t be a ghost.
Ghosts don’t age or grow haggard. Ghosts don’t need to lean heavily on walking sticks.
But it also wasn’t possible that James Moriarty now said to him simply, in a voice long absent but never quite forgotten,
“Moran.”
In a daze, Moran got up from his usual armchair in their old flat. He’d left...
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Red Roses
victorian-gothic:
A Moriarty/Moran fan-fic
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“At this point it is worth noting Moriarty’s right hand man, Colonel Sebastian...”
– from Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows: Costume Round Up: Part 2
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #5: Risk
bookbinder-wandmaker:
The professor’s office at the university was deserted when Moran slipped in quietly— except for the owner himself. Moriarty stood facing the window, his back to Moran, and did not turn even when he heard the lock click closed on the door. Moran walked softly over to him and slipped his arms around the professor’s waist, stealing a chaste kiss on his lips when Moriarty...
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #32: Kindness
bookbinder-wandmaker:
The street rat cowered in its filthy nest of blankets, hands raised protectively over a face that was too dirty to determine gender. Its whimpers, however, were definitely female.
“Please, sir,” she croaked, her pathetic thin fingers shaking, “I ain’t no trouble, ‘onest.”
Moran hesitated, leaning over her with his knife drawn, and contemplated granting her request....
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #31: Cold
bookbinder-wandmaker:
It was cold at the top of Reichenbach Falls as Moran and Moriarty waited for Holmes to appear.
“You should take your position, Moran,” Moriarty informed him.
“We’ve still got time. Besides, its bloody cold up there— at least we’re out of the wind down here.”
Moriarty said nothing. He was pacing slightly and rubbing his hands together— he was by no means immune...
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“Moran was a skilled gambler who only rarely lost, a fact which, to any...”
– from The Return of Moriarty by John Gardner.
(Moran is portrayed very badly in this story but there are a few interesting lines about him.)
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #57: Care
bookbinder-wandmaker:
There had been twelve of them.
Big, aggressive brutes carrying truncheons.
Moran had emptied his Webley into four of the sods, and knifed at least two, but they just kept coming.
After all, twelve against one was hardly fair odds.
They beat him badly— one of Moran’s worst, and that was saying something— but kept him alive.
The biggest one cracked his knuckles...
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darkest-alchemy:
Moriarty/Moran fic.
It’s called Sex, because either I am the master of descriptive titles or I really suck at thinking them up, one or the other. It’s romance/PWP (obviously) and rated mature.
Posted here
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #22: Home
bookbinder-wandmaker:
Home.
Hell if that wasn’t a funny word.
He’d been up and down the breadth of the world, and double that distance through Africa, but he’d never called the savannah home, nor the frozen Himalayas, or even his native Britain.
He’d been raised in a fine manor, and taught from infancy to think of the place as that famous word. Moran grew out of the habit quickly.
So it...
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #42: Eye
bookbinder-wandmaker:
“An eye for an eye,” he muttered to himself as he aligned the sight of his air gun. The same one Moriarty had given him all that time ago. It was fitting that a bequest from his dead benefactor should be the item that would avenge him, at least in part.
He hadn’t been able to track down Holmes, the other half of the duo to blame for Moriarty’s death, but he now had...
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #35: Rest
bookbinder-wandmaker:
Moriarty set the gramophone carefully whirring to life. Classical opera drifted out of the bronze contraption, filling the room with rich, tenor notes sung in a foreign language filled with vibrato. He crossed the room to return to his chair, the starlight streaming from the man-high, ten foot wide windows briefly silhouetting him.
He sat calmly, fingers steepled, the...
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #15: Kiss
bookbinder-wandmaker:
Little author’s note before hand, normally I don’t do this but I’ll make an exception: you might recognize parts of this if you read my other stand alone MorMor fic, this isn’t because I’m unimaginative and reused plots, it’s just because I was so in love with my own idea and the way I’d worded it I thought it bore revisiting. Just so ya know, it’s egotism, not deja vu....
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themetalgentleman:
This is a thank you post. A thank you post dedicated to Paul Anderson. Even though he may never see it or acknowledge it’s existence.
I want to thank you. For being a perfect Sebastian Moran. I want to thank you because your part and your work added a lot to A Game of Shadows, even though you were completely left out. You were and are so underrated that it makes me mad. You...
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The Punishment for Failure
victorian-gothic:
A Professor Moriarty/Colonel Moran drabble, using the prompt as given by themetalgentleman.
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After the Fall.
victorian-gothic:
A Professor Moriarty/Colonel Moran drabble, as always based upon the portrayal by Harris and Anderson
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #36: Entwined
bookbinder-wandmaker:
The train bumped along steadily, speeding them out of Paris and deeper into the Continent. Moran had sat across from Moriarty for a while in their private, first-class compartment, but after an hour or so he shifted to be next to his employer. Moriarty raised a single eyebrow in response, then went back to staring placidly out of the window.
His hand rested softly on...
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Fanfiction: 100 Prompts, #32: Hidden
bookbinder-wandmaker:
Moran was gone on an assignment. Moriarty knew this because he’d seen him off himself. Yet he couldn’t prevent something of a furtive note entering his movements, couldn’t resist a glance over his shoulder to scan the flat they shared. It was deserted, as he knew it would be.
Shaking his momentary paranoia off, he withdrew a key to his desk from his pocket watch...
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