Sebastian Moran and Jim Moriarty were deeply in love, for at at least six or seven years now, maybe much longer. But, their relationship was painful. Literally. Sebastian was cruel, but he could be nice when he wanted to be. No matter what happened, though, Jim still loved him, no matter what came his way or how many cuts and bruises he had. He wore them proudly, as if they symbolized their love. Then, finally, Sebastian finally figured out that he was wrong. His perspectives on his mean actions were much different, and he realized he couldn't go back and fix them. He had hurt Jim, and that was enough to break him. Which it did. The guilt became too much, and he ended his own life. Jim, who was having a rather innocent day out of the house, came back to see the man he had fantasized a wedding and children with dead, laying with a blood-stained photo of them together, one of their favorites. He mourned. He ran. He wept some more. But the thing was, he had found Sherlock. And he had changed him. The previously sarcastic, mean, emotionless consulting detective had switched personalities as soon as Jim stepped into the door of 221B. He had gone from careless to nice and comforting, with the snap of not his fingers, but Jim's heart.

Book 2 of Photograph series Jim Moriarty is the most dangerous man in England and has been spotted entering London. Sherlock never forgot his old friend and now 10 years later, he needs to see him. Obsession? Maybe. Love? Well, we'll get into that. A sheriarty fanfiction !!! Trigger warning !!! contains mystrade

SEASON TWO FINALE SPOILERS "Well, good luck with that," Moriarty said. For a split second, Sherlock was confused to what he meant: then he saw the gun. It could end it two ways. Sherlock could step back, let Moriarty shoot himself in the head. Alternatively, Sherlock could stop him, save Moriarty, and give himself more time. ~~~ Whoops I ship Jimlock. And I'm not even sorry. :/ Warning: more mature than my other works - so if you're young, innocent, trusting, and unsuspecting, don't. The plot of this is kinda... weird, I guess. Since it was a spur of the moment thing and yeah. There's my excuse. In this, Sherlock doesn't tell anyone where he's meeting Moriarty, and he doesn't have any plans to fake his death. It starts on the roof of St Bart's and goes from there. It's based at the end of season two, because let's pretend the writers didn't kill off one of the best villains of all time. Also, I actually did a real cover this time! Though it's super rushed and poorly done: it still has a title on it - so we're getting somewhere at least.

Sherlock... Finally someone in Moriarty's size, not literally of course. Damn he was so sexy back then at the pool. Moriarty still felt arousal rising when he thought about the moment Sherlock lowered the gun onto the bomb. He wondered how it would have felt. His blood, mixed with the one of the master detective. Two consultants, one for crime and one for solving it, united in an explosion of heat and fire. Oh yeah, in his own twisted way, Moriarty definitely had a crush on Sherlock. Why else would he let this man get stalked like crazy? Sherlock was his first real opponent, his game partner. And he was the reason why it all collapsed. Just another Sheriarty ff that kept me busy at night :) TRIGGER WARNING suicidal stuff, violence, rape and angst

"Sherlock, how many ways must I say it for you to understand? I'm love before Moriarty. I'm Eros before Moriarty. I'm more than Moriarty. Amor before Moriarty!" When Mrs Hudson discovers a wad of well-loved and secretive looking paper in Sherlock's bedroom, who can blame her for reading it? After all, Sherlock is such an elusive mystery in himself. These letters could solve said case. However, if she does, she may get more than she bargained for. Diary entries from Moriarty's past; back when he and Sherlock were young men, and dating! This story should be a simple question of young love. But the fact that Moriarty was - at the same time - concocting a plan to steal a lot of money, well, it complicated things. There is also a letter from Moriarty at the end, one of the 'Should I die, give this to-' letter-types. Oh dear, Mrs Hudson. Are you ready?

Jim's tired of that damn Sherlock Holmes shooting his computers so he confronts the quirky man about it, urging him to pay for his beloved computers this time. Sherlock does but after that Sherlock seems to be everywhere Jim is. Even his flat. Jim is not a happy bunny.. or is he? All chapters except 1-5 edited by @ScentedWisteria

Jim Moriarty has a secret. He craves the attention of the worlds only consulting detective, but he knows Sherlock would never spend time with him voluntarily. Sherlock Holmes has a secret too, he has realized human error is inevitable and now he is facing new emotions. Love, fear, confusion. But who could cause all this in the sociopath? (Sorry if the summary sucked, and warning, there will be smut and stuff so yeah)

Sherlock had fallen for Jim but Jim was unstable and couldn't control his temper. When John tries to intervene- sherlock won't listen. Disclaimer- I don't own sherlock and these characters are probably going to be ooc and there may be smut.

Chemical impulses. Sentiment, feeling. None of this holds any meaning to Sherlock. He is, after all, an intellectual and not a romantic. Deemed as irrelevant, a distraction, a flaw and a weakness, the consulting detective has always been able to put up a front to block from the distraction and help him with the work. But now, there is another man, someone who has also put up a facade. Someone who is also hiding from view, a woven, intricate mystery. Everything about him is intriguing and fascinating and Sherlock wants to know more. His criminal counterpart, Jim Moriarty, is someone he is willing to learn more about. And perhaps these sentiments weren't as silly as he thought them to be after all..