
That was so beautifully and accurately put. I really am wholeheartedly impressed with that way of explaining who he is.
In fact, I think that’s the answer to Mycroft’s question in A Scandal in Belgravia: “My brother has the brain of a scientist or a philosopher, yet he elects to be a detective. What might we deduce about his heart?”
Aw, aw.
Sherlock has feels he doesn’t understand.
This is the most accurate and strangely painful confession ever because exactly this.
(Source: bakerstreetconfessions)
I love this fandom. That is all.