The Napoleon of Crime

You’re a christmas present.

“Let’s get another round over here!” “I’m cutting you off.” “You can’t cut me off!” “How much have you had to drink?” “Are you…drunk?” “I’m just a little tipsy. I’m fine.” “Please don’t throw up.” “Is that water or vodka?” “You planning on sharing that?” “Sit down, you can’t even walk.” “Put your glass down, we’re going home.” “You need to go to bed.” “I’m calling you a cab.” “How long have you been drinking like this?” “Do you want to talk about it?” “You’re going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.” “When did you start drinking today?” “Here, let’s get you to a cab.” “You’ve got school/work in the morning.”

‘It’s just…staying.’

Mycroft Holmes

‘And here we are, the end of the line. Holmes killing Holmes.’

Moriarty | Andrew Scott Watercolor 2017

Take My Body - Needed to get this song out of my head so…

- In return, however, she requires treats. Last year, it was a violin. - This year? - Five minutes unsupervised conversation…with you.

—―What’s the f i n a l problem?

People leave their bodies to science, I think cannibals would be so much more grateful.

smell all that insane criminality