“How much for a night?”
“Fifty pounds. A hundred if you want kissing.”
“Christ, with a mouth like that, you can sure as fuck bet I want kissing. Get in, then. You have a name?”
“Sherlock.”
“Evening, Sherlock. I’m John.”
“How very appropriate.”
“How much for a night?”
“Fifty pounds. A hundred if you want kissing.”
“Christ, with a mouth like that, you can sure as fuck bet I want kissing. Get in, then. You have a name?”
“Sherlock.”
“Evening, Sherlock. I’m John.”
“How very appropriate.”
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Cumberbitches: Women Who Love Benedict Cumberbatch“Throw your boobs in the air if you want some cumberlovin.”
— Cumberbitches, October 8, 2010Do any of those words make sense to you? They might, if you’re among the thousands of members of “the most glorious and elusive society“ devoted to the appreciation of the “high cheekboned, blue eyed sexbomb” that is Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch, star of the BBC series Sherlock. That “society” is the legion of inordinately dedicated fans of Cumberbatch, a group who call themselves “Cumberbitches” — launching a Twitter profile, Facebook page, Pinterest handle, and, yes, countless Tumblrs, in honor of their beloved star.
Have some Cumberbatch neck porn.
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TV Tropes, “Derailing Love Interests” (x) Whoa. I never knew that Anna was positioned as Dean’s long term relationship. So, if Castiel takes her place, then…. (via vhanstiel)
Maths… (via onamelancholyhill) Kill me now. (via darkforetold) |
“Dean and Cas… They get back together in Purgatory and they share a sleeping bag.”
^^ Misha is never lying….
^^ Misha is never lying…. Remember that, minions!!!
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