astairhodes:

Moriarty was taking analgesic for couple of weeks and the result of it was persecutory delusion. it was hard time for Moran but he’s dealt somehow

astairhodes:

Moran hunted for this little book, but Moriarty even slept with it, so Moran decided to ask bluntly

tiger-moran:

I’m starting to really hate working on this now so I’m calling it done.

astairhodes:

Moriarty was so exhausted after a long hard day that he fell asleep only just Moran hugged him

tiger-moran:

I am so done with this now.

astairhodes:

every time Moriarty tried to talk about three years they were apart Moran became very taciturn

astairhodes:

- good morning!

- it’s good for such idlers like you, and i have exams if you remember.

grumpy-sleepy Moriarty

astairhodes:

since that day i’ll be your teacher

yes, sir!

i suppose Moran was a really good dancer and ladies fought for dancing with him no one woman refused him when he invited them

astairhodes:

they should have a moment just like it-was-worth-a-wound

but of course Moriarty concealed his feelings, because it’s very easy to manipulate affectionate man and he didn’t want someone treat him like Milvertone treated people, so he prefered to be cold and use to say something kind of - Love is for fools

astudyinsherlockiana:

Trying something different — more graphic — for saleability. And intend to do more in the future.

(Left to right: Holmes, Watson, Moriarty, and Moran.)

Like?

astairhodes:

- Do you mind i finish you coffee? I am late for my lecture, can’t wait for another cup.

first weeks of  the coexistence

a-tale-of-wood-and-iron:

I hate my scanner. It always ruin the colors >< anyway here is some obs sketches from A Game Of Shadows (i watched it tonight again for the 186459th time)

tiger-moran:

Theoretically this is a WIP but since it seems to get worse the more I do to it I probably won’t actually do any more to it.

astairhodes:

one day Moran was bored. he had a wedding ring that the unlucky guy lost to him in cards, so he took it and went to Moriarty. then he spent several wonderful minutes looking at blushing, growing pale, gasping and shouting Moriarty.