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Analysing TGG The Pool Scene PART 3:

“Is that a British army browning L9A1 in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?”

“Both”

Sherlock is clearly pleased to meet him and Moriarty is glad Sherlock is putting in effort. Let’s not forget the intimacy. If he shoots, they both go down. Sherlock is aware it couldn’t be this easy, nor would he ever want to kill Moriarty anyway. It’s once again the Shakespearian notion that they’re forever connected, intertwined in an intellectual romance, even in death, which makes sense considering their passively suicidal tendencies.

“I’ve given you a glimpse, Sherlock, just a teensy glimpse of what I’ve got going on out there in the big bad world. I’m a specialist, you see”“Like you” 

S: “Consulting criminal. brilliant.” A moment of pure admiration from Sherlock.

M: “isn’t it?” 

Another parallel. Of course, many of which are the products of Moriarty’s life long obsession with Sherlock. 

*John looks at Sherlock* He’s searching to decode whether Sherlock is with him or if he’s aligning with Moriarty on some deeper and more unsettling level. John wants reassurance that Sherlock isn’t crossing into Moriarty’s territory, where morality and loyalty are fluid.

*Moriarty looks at John looking at Sherlock* Moriarty of course notices that, he understands what an influence John is to Sherlock even if it’s subconscious. So he decides to play along, to be the villain everyone wants him to be, thus allowing Sherlock to become the hero, making this moment more comfortable for Sherlock. Ultimately, as I've stated before, Moriarty longs to free Sherlock from the chains of responsibility that don't reflect his true values, thus freeing himself (mostly from the loneliness, by having someone who's on the same page), but to do so he can't risk scaring Sherlock off.

"*Moriarty smiling* No one ever gets to me, *face darkens* and no one ever will”

The singsong tone is followed by a voice drop. It’s not hard to notice that the charisma is an act, it is a part of the Moriarty, "The Criminal Mastermind" persona. So here that first half of the line in singsong is a way to trick John into thinking that this is just a normal “crazy funny villain and the serious hero” situation. Which of course it is not. Then the second part of the line is a very cold “ and no one ever will”. Now that was said directly to Sherlock.

(Let me explain how to understand most of these lines with this example:

Moriarty says something that is such a basic villain line that “villain: 101” should sue. But what he says doesn’t matter in the context of “the game”, if we think of this line literally, the only thing it's adding to the tension of their rivalry is the challenge of unattainability. But it’s not about the game anymore. Nothing in The Pool scene actually is. Such basic villain lines don't matter in their content. All that matters is HOW Moriarty says them. The words were basically said to John, but the intention behind them was bluetoothed directly to Sherlock.)

He says it so calmly and yet with a note of despair, this hopeless level of indifference and emotional resignation that he couldn’t hide, that his fun act can’t cover. 

This line has more significance than it seems so on the surface. A theory is that with this line Moriarty admits to his loneliness, he jokes about it first, concealing the meaning behind with the very literal unapproachability that comes with his job, but ultimately no one gets (to) him, because no one understand/reaches him personally and emotionally. He might even be sceptical that Sherlock actually could, maybe he’s Moriarty’s only chance, which considering what happens in the Reichenbach fall, seems to become a reason for his suicide (with calling Sherlock "ordinary"). He’s been disappointed all his life, he’s so used to the isolation, so it seems natural to doubt the possibility of happiness. And so he communicates that with Sherlock, his only chance, he reaches out, because he knows Sherlock understands that feeling, that untreatable loneliness of unreachable ideals, which in a way makes it all even more heartbreaking. This glimpse of hope, Sherlock, in front of him and a painful crumb of realisation (“and no one ever will”) that the connection he seeks may be impossible after all…

*cocks gun* “I did” Sherlock doesn’t let the moment linger for too long and answers back with confidence. 

Sherlock truly is the first person to really meet him. Moriarty is a puppet master which means everything is done remotely, he “knows people”. But Sherlock is the only person who was actually allowed to see him, whether literally or figuratively.

Now… I would normally leave it at that, but something about this moment hooked me. I must warn you that this is some deep water, bottom-of-iceberg shit that you’re about to read.

REGARDING THE *cocks gun*:

I did some mild research and cocking a gun usually means “establishing control, authority”, I think everyone knew that. But what’s interesting is that the gun useless here in a traditional sense. It isn’t a threat, as NO ONE HERE CARES ABOUT THEIR LIVES. Which then means that it’s symbolic.

I WON’T BE ANALYSING THE GUN SYMBOLISM HERE. PLEASE I’VE BEEN IN THE DUNGEON WRITING 20 PAGES OF THIS ALREADY (I want to do it someday though, I think it's very interesting and GAY)

What will do though is walk you through everything that this moment could mean. Which is a lot.

1. Playing the Hero for John  

 The *cocks gun* moment is, above all, for John. Sherlock knows that John needs reassurance, not just of his safety but of Sherlock’s allegiance to morality and goodness.  The cocked gun signals that Sherlock isn’t on Moriarty’s side, that Sherlock hasn’t been seduced by the villainous allure of Moriarty’s chaotic world. It’s a signal to John that, at least in this moment, Sherlock chooses him. 

2. Sherlock’s fear of vulnerability and threatened identity

It’s also important what that gesture means to Sherlock himself. He’s in the middle of this intense intellectual and emotional push-and-pull with Moriarty, someone who fascinates him, understands him, and yet challenges him in ways John can’t. 

Sherlock is so invested in maintaining the illusion of invulnerability, not just for Moriarty or John but for himself. Acknowledging fully that he loves and needs this connection would shatter the way he defines himself. 

Sherlock’s fear of vulnerability runs deep, and it often manifests as denial—of feelings, of needs, even of his own humanity. With Moriarty, the connection is so raw, so intense, that it’s almost impossible for Sherlock to face without losing the carefully constructed emotional distance he clings to.

Cocking the gun could be a way for Sherlock to reassert his own identity, to remind himself and everyone else that he isn’t like Moriarty, that he has lines he won’t cross. The gun becomes a tool of self-protection, not physically, but emotionally. He’s essentially saying, “I’m not like you. I’m not drawn to you. I don’t feel this.” But the very intensity of his reaction suggests the opposite. He does feel it, profoundly, and that terrifies him more than any bomb or bullet ever could. 

3. Emotional Deflection through aggression

Sherlock is creating a barrier between them by cocking the gun, a way to avoid confronting the depth of their connection. 

And then there’s Moriarty, who seems to recognize this instinctive defense for what it is. He doesn’t flinch, he just watches with this almost knowing, dark amusement, suggesting that he sees right through it. Moriarty understands that Sherlock’s aggression is rooted in fear, and maybe even hurt, at the prospect of what their connection means. Moriarty doesn’t flinch because he knows the gun isn’t the real weapon here, it’s Sherlock’s emotional avoidance. Moriarty’s indifference to his life in that moment reinforces this. He’s not afraid of dying, what wounds him is Sherlock’s inability (or refusal) to meet him on that emotional plane, even though it’s what they both crave deep down. And to be fair threatening with a gun is such a "normie" move. Not only isn't it a threat, but Moriarty probably likes it. Ignoring the emotional connotations of this moment, this was flirting more than it was ever tactical.

In a way, both of them are locked in this tragic dance, afraid to admit they want the same thing: to be understood, to be gotten. But while Moriarty expresses his fear as defiance, Sherlock buries his in shame and instinctual rejection.

It’s also ironic that he hates the idea of being a hero, of being boxed into John’s moral framework, but he uses it here because it’s convenient. It gives him an excuse to push Moriarty away under the guise of righteousness. 

4. Returning to the Game to Avoid the Emotion: 

Sherlock’s inner conflict: He needs to say something to continue the game (which they both love), but the truth behind his words is dangerously real: “I see you. I understand you.” It’s a confession disguised as a taunt. 

The *cocks gun* and “I did” together are Sherlock’s attempt to drag the moment back into the comfort of their shared game, away from the messy, vulnerable reality beneath. Let's not forget the line before this "No one ever gets to me, and no one ever will". Sherlock's smug answer is almost like saying "yo, what are you talking about, can we just like, be normal?".

The line is textbook intellectual sparring, a move in their game, where Sherlock is claiming a small win over Moriarty. But beneath the surface, this line is charged with raw emotion. It’s Sherlock’s way of acknowledging Moriarty’s vulnerability while hiding his own. The cocky delivery is Sherlock’s shield, a way to keep things “in the game” rather than letting them spiral into the emotional realm that terrifies him.  

This is classic Sherlock. He frames everything as intellectual so he doesn’t have to confront the emotional. But the irony, is that his response betrays his emotions more than he realizes. By adopting the “hero” role here, Sherlock not only reassures John but also deflects attention from the growing tension between himself and Moriarty.

Yet Moriarty hears the disguised confession in “I did,” even if Sherlock is trying to drown it out with smugness. It’s like he’s patiently waiting for Sherlock to catch up emotionally, to stop hiding behind his role as the hero and see the truth of their dynamic for what it is. 

SUMMARY:

On the surface, it’s a simple game move: Sherlock reasserts control.  But beneath that, it’s profoundly emotional—two people who understand each other deeply, who see themselves reflected in the other, but who are too guarded to fully acknowledge it. It’s a moment of connection, disguised as competition, wrapped in deflection.  

M: “You’ve come the closest. Now you’re in my way”

Basically to translate: “you are truly remarkable, because you’ve gotten so close that now you’re capable of disrupting my plans, which no one before was able to do”.

The singing tone this time implies that his plans, his work don’t mean much to him. Sherlock is in his way and he doesn't mind one bit. It’s not really about all that, all his criminal work was the best high he could get when he couldn't have a connection with Sherlock. The real point here is that Sherlock cracked him, Sherlock passed the test. He saw through his villain behavior and found a lonely, tortured sould just like him. Sherlock was able to understand Jim and that intimacy is what Moriarty values more than anything. So yes, it is a compliment. but Moriarty says “closest” as if it’s still not close enough, that’s a hint for the hopelessness Moriarty feels. I don’t think at this point they’re fully aware of just how deeply they need one another, the feeling of being understood, valued and accepted, whilst being intellectually stimulated and entertained. “Thank you” Sherlock demonstrates their understanding and connection, even if here he's probably answering in the context of the game(aka: he's the first to come so close to an opponent of such class). And he genuinely appreciates the compliment, their mutual respect is apparent.

M: “I didn’t mean it as a compliment” was definitely teasing.

S: “yes you did”

M: “yeah, okay I did” (cutie :3)

^(MY FAV MOMENT EVER)

every time I fumble w my phone’s charger cable I think about emailing steven moffat a pipe bomb

Okay so, just a little post to tell you that I was able to see the gameplay of "the devil in me" and all the possible endings thanks to my friend @clarichoupie and I have a lot of thinks to say..and of course i spoil the game..

But before that, here is a little meme. I extremely enjoyed this :

So "the devil in me"..

The game in general :

The place of the game is really beautiful, the lights immerse the player in the atmosphere just as the presence of the killer keeps him under constant pressure but me and my friends were quickly bored by many things in the game, reading about forty clues or being an electrician is cool but we play above all to be afraid.

Game characters :

They are cute but...are they really friends? my friend killed one of the characters and the others just went on with their lives as if nothing had happened. Except at the end, where the characters had "sad" faces, whoooow..... so many emotions.

details :

I expected more, the developers presented the game to us months in advance with many posts on the networks. All that to have a game rather looking like the horror movie who takes place in a hotel ? In the end I was like the killer, silent from the start to the end.

So I give the game a score of 4/10, just for the pleasant atmosphere and the lesbian relationship finally made. And of course it's my opinion and my tastes in terms of video games

Hugs to all!

From the moment Sherlock has Moriarty's number...anything is possible.

me: enters the fandom in 2022 and looks for fanfics of the characters watching the show for hours

also me: finds one and really enjoys it but then realises its from 2019 and probably not getting updates :(((

he writes sweet symphonies:) 🎻 ❤

I've watched the whole series in less than two days and this is how i feel (now i wanna read the books)

My main drawing tablet has acted up recently, so I have had to use my smaller tablet. My drawing tablet should be back and up and running soon. Drawing with your fingers is so hard. I still adore this drawing of Sherlock and John dancing. It's a bit messy in some places though. Using fingers to draw is so much harder than using a pen. So, if you see some missing or wonkier lines than usual, sorry about that. [':

The boys are married and having their first dance. 🥹 🤧💛

I hope you lot enjoy!!! 💛💛💛

Valentine's Day is approaching, so here are some BBC Sherlock Valentine's Day cards I drew today! 💛💛

I wanted them to be very dorky. I love John's a lot. His is my favourite. Although, I did enjoy putting a nerdy pick-up line/dirty joke for Sherlock's card. Lol.

I couldn't resist having Sherlock do Benedict's failed heart hand gesture. Lol.

I hope you lot enjoy them!! 💛💛💛

(For anyone who won't get the joke on Sherlock's card, I'll explain it. If you have a 3D space (in mathematics) you have your vector arrow which may represent something like a force or speed. Most of us remember what the XYZ axis looks like, but for those that don't, it looks like this⬇️

So, if you project a vector on the Z-axis it (usually, not always) goes up at a continuous rate. It's an erection joke. Seeing me type this explanation with a full-on diagram just to say "It's an erection joke" makes me question whether I should be completely disappointed in myself or laugh my arse off. Anyway, I just wanted to explain it in case someone didn't get it. Apologies if anyone still doesn't get it.)

Done with my drawing inspired by Sherlock & Co!! I thought this drawing was very fun to do. I loved giving Sherlock his noise-cancelling headphones.

(Sorry for the wonky lines.)

The boys are on their way home from a day out💛

I loved giving Sherlock and John some white and grey streaks in their hair. It means so much to me. I love them. If the BBC won't make them happy, I will. 😭🤧🥹

I hope you lot enjoy!!! 💛💛💛

W.I.P. drawing inspired by Sherlock & Co! Sherlock's headphones really gave me some inspo to doodle this. [:

I always enjoy the sketchy look first since I am normally a realism artist irl.

I hope you lot enjoy!! The finished will be up soon! 💛💛💛

Getting off the more heavy stuff I have posted on my blog lately, here's some art.

It's not intended to be a clean or very detailed drawing. More concept art, I guess? but I figured I would post this doodle I drew on my phone of Sherlock's zookeeper outfit for my fic. I didn't feel like drawing a background this time. I've been very tired. Lol.

You can check out my fic here. It is unfinished, but I hope you lot enjoy it anyway! 💛

This is some art that I made for a future chapter in my fic. Yes, he is in a lion mascot outfit. I promise it will make sense. They are at the zoo for a case. I haven't gotten to this part in my fic yet, but you lot are welcome to read what I have so far!

"Happy New Year, John." 💛🥂🎊

(My lineart and piece overall are kinda messy because the nerves in my hands were acting up, so I apologise for that! I left the buildings that we would normally see outside the window out for aesthetic purposes.)

(Edit: Bloody fuckin' hell. I just realised I messed up on the violin. I literally used my own violin as reference for this and I messed up on it. Aaaa. Oh well, I honestly don't feel like fixing it rn-)

Happy New Year everyone!! I hope you lot enjoy this piece I did to celebrate! 💛🥂

The toothless kiss of skeletons And the summer hail I'm the king of nails

King Of Nails- Sparklehorse

Brilliant day. Binged all of season one and two of BBC Sherlock instead of going to jump rope practice. Why am I telling you all this?

His Favourite Person

jim moriarty x reader

Summary: You have a nightmare, but the consulting criminal is there to calm you down.

Warnings: it's angsty at the beginning, but turns into comfort/fluff at the end, death (not really though, just in a dream), gun usage

A/N Hello! It's just a small piece I wrote after not writing any fanfiction for 7 years. I hope I did our dear Jim justice. Let me know what you think! Please keep in mind that English is not my first language.

You watched as he pressed the gun against his scalp. A smirk evident on his lips, like he wasn't bothered in the slightest by what he was about to do. Your heart raced, panic was written all over your face. No. This is not happening.

"Jim!" You tried calling his name, but he didn't hear you. You tried louder and louder, but it was like you weren't even here. Like you were just a ghost.

You wanted to run to him, to do something, but some kind of invisible force was holding you back. You couldn't get closer. You couldn't stop him.

Before you could yell out his name again, it happened. He pulled the trigger, a loud noise from the gun firing hit your ears and his body fell motionless on the ground, blood pooling around his head.

"No..." A whisper fell from your lips. Your hands were trembling, your heart squeezed.

"God, please no." Sobs started to rack your body, as knees your hit the hard ground beneath. The world around you began to fade. This is not happening...

You wake with a gasp, your eyes shot open. Despite the immobilizing panic your eyes quickly scan the room you're in and you recognize it as yours and Jim's shared bedroom. It was just a nightmare. Your eyes and cheeks were wet, and it felt as if your heart was about to jump out your chest. Despite the slight relief of realization that what you saw was indeed not real, you just couldn't calm down. You needed to see him.

Just when a thought of searching for Jim crossed your mind, you felt a hand on your shoulder, making you jump a little. You looked up, your frantic gaze meeting his concerned one.

He was still dressed in his day clothes, indicating that he probably didn't even went to sleep that night, even though it must be awfully late by now. Still, it wasn't a surprise, as Jim's sleeping patterns were a complete mess. He was either going over business with his clients or conveying orders to his employees or planinng his next move. His mind almost never stopping, which resulted in the man rarely getting any sleep at all.

His brows were furrowed, dark eyes scanning your face. Assessing your state it seemed obvious that it was a nightmare that has shaken you up so much.

"Hey, it's ok. It's ok." He spoke softly, his distinguishable accent pouring from every word. He sat down on the bed beside you and took you in his arms. You pressed your face into his chest, hearing his heartbeat; a clear indicator of him being alive. Your arms came around him, and you inhaled deeply, trying to calm down. The slightly faded scent of his cologne has grounded you further.

"I'm here." He said as he left a small kiss on your head. Seeing you in such a state bothered him. The sight made him frown. Many thought that Jim Moriarty didn't feel anything, that he was heartless. And while it is true for the most part, you were the exception. The only thing that mattered in the long run. You were partners in crime, most of the time; literally.

He propped his chin on your head, his thumb rubbing your back in a calming motion. Finally all the emotions started to slowly evaporate. Your heart rate started going back to normal, as you soaked in Jim's touch, his warmth, his scent, his whole being.

You were the only person who's distress bothered Jim. You're his favourite person afterall. The only equal in this world full of ordinary people. And he will always be there for his one and only other extraordinary person.

Doyle Canon: This is Dr. John Watson. He has managed to have multiple love affairs on three different continents. He is a love machine. A sex god, if you will. Able to woo multiple Victorian ladies.

80% of Sherlock Holmes Adaptations: This is Dr. John Watson. He looks like a hamster.

So, Moffat posted this today

he was cold and dark & he was warm and light

Many Happy Returns William Sherlock Scott Holmes 💗

Ben's body glowed up from Sherlock to Dr. Strange

my two favorite duo as random images

(open up)

Sherlock / Good Omens

Sherlock John Watson

Aziraphale Crowley

OH DAMN IM TRAPPED WITH SHERLOCK HOLMES AND IRENE ADLER (please save me)

You are trapped in an elevator with the person on your lockscreen. Who is it?

Reblog with who you get stuck with~