"He is the organizer of half that is evil and nearly all that is undetected in this great city. He is a genius, a philosopher, an abstract thinker.  He has a brain of the first order."


since the writers seem hellbent on not giving us the hug i decided to give it a try (also partly inspired by this short fic)

+detail bc tumblr’s layout is 4ever terrible.

I mean, Watson, that whether you care to admit it lately or not, I am an important part of your life. and, whether I say it out loud or not, you are an important part of mine. My return to New York was driven, in large part, by desire to repair our relationship, and I think, even though we might draw further or nearer from each other depending on circumstance, you and I are bound, somehow.
—  Sherlock Holmes (Bella 3x04)