"I will burn down the whole fucking world until you have nowhere to turn but my arms." Jim Moriarty has always loved fairytales. In particular, grim, macabre ones that end in bloodshed. You've been abused by your step-family for years - in every meaningful way, you embody the story of Cinderella. Except, in your version, Cinderella murders her family and burns the house down. When Sherlock Holmes is assigned to find the killers of your step-family, he inadvertently becomes obsessed with you. And when Sherlock is obsessed, Jim Moriarty becomes a man intrigued.

I created a couple of one shots (some a bit fluffy) in my mindpalace and wanted to share them with you. They're about my favourite characters of Sherlock BBC: Sherlock, Mycroft, John and Moriarty. I added Greg to the group later on. You can always request if you want to. Please take a few moments to read my stories, it would mean the world to me. Read at once if convenient. If inconvenient, read anyway. Could be dangerous... -MS This book is finished. I will no longer take requests, sorry! I hope you'll enjoy this book anyway!!

(Y/N) (L/N) works for Mycroft Holmes and has for years, but when Mycroft's brother, Sherlock, fakes his suicide, Mycroft needs someone to take his place. He decides there is no one better than (Y/N) who has nearly identical abilities to his little brother, but is she up for the task of replacing the famous consulting detective? The answer to that question is for Sherlock to answer when he returns and tries to find out just who this woman is that has been replicating his life. {Mature Content}

Y/N is a forensic scientist with a curious past that has caused her to develop photographic memory as well as damage to her connection to emotions. When she meets Mr. Sherlock Holmes her perspective of everything changes. Follow yourself (yes, I said yourself) through BBC's Sherlock! (Just an FYI, I DONT own the original Sherlock scripts nor do I have anything to do with the show. All rights are reserved to them. This is just my reimagination if there was someone added into the show! Some of the work is my own, but most plot lines are from the show!!!!)

"Be careful when you mingle around the devil, because at the end of the day, you may end up being like him." You know you could do it, fool the only Consulting Criminal in the world. Your foster-brother asked for your help and you whole-heartedly accepted this suicide mission - serve as a double-spy for the England government to follow James Moriarty. You succeeded in your mission, you were the ONLY one who had fooled the late Napoleon of Crime. You actually did more than that, but it seems like you didn't have to worry because the whole problem is eliminated now...or so you thought. 'Did you miss me?! Did you miss me?!' The video of him spoke to you, you know it's meant for you...and surely, he's going for you and he's making war. And now, he's not the only one...a more threatening person wants to play with you. She sees you as a 'thief' and nothing but a 'replacement'. And truth be told? . . She wants you DEAD more than the man you just fooled.

#SHERPRESSION No need to fear, you can feel all the feels here. For the third time. CharacterxCharacter or CharacterxReader.

The hiatus is still killing me and I'm still writing. #SHERPRESSION (Requests are always open for any characters)

We are on an infinite hiatus with this show, so read up!

He was a supervillain, brilliant and ruthless. For James Moriarty, fortune and power had become so easy, it was boring. But not for long. Now the Great Game was getting interesting. Annabelle Watson didn't have a clue how important she was in his plan to crush Sherlock Holmes and anyone else who stood in his way. But she would know soon. She would help him. And he might even let her live. She did, after all, play the most beautiful music. 🎶 ~*~*~*~*~*~* [Just a peek] Moriarty lowered the blade just as Annabelle grabbed his face and kissed him with as much force as she could summon. But as her desperate kiss continued, it was Moriarty's turn to be shocked. A smoldering desire buried long ago started unravelling in him. His free hand slid up her spine to grasp the back of her head and press her lips into his, while his hand with the knife encircled her waist. And as he held her there, Moriarty's kiss grew deeper, a passion igniting that he had a hard time controlling.