had to make it official
sherlocksexualfrustrationblog:
I am nervous. This is my first time posting to anything like this. But this needs to be said (or at least, I need to say this because it’s been festering inside of me and you have no idea what it’s like to be an American who’s recently discovered Benedict Cumberbatch and whenever I try to release…
Trust me, it’s hard for me too. Everytime I think of him I get butterflies in my stomach and I have to take a deep breath. People are always asking if I’m ok. But obviously I don’t tell them.
Most of my days are spent like this
But then I get on Tumblr, and talk to you lovely, gorgeous people and instantly it gets better:
So thank you for always being so kind and lovely <3333
I agree with all of this. I add only.
I agree with all the above. Will add only
You bunch of amazing gorgeous sexy people can always rub my metaphorical violin stick
I also agree.
Dear lord. COLLARBONES. OH MY GOD. MY FETISH IS BEING FED. GET ME OFF THE INTERNET.
HE IS TOPLESS
TOPLESS
HE IS TOPLESS
IN SWIMMING TRUNKS
WITH BOOK
DOING HAND GESTURES. HAND GESTURES.
sherlocksexualfrustrationblog:
He is just beautiful.
O_O
this is a painting.
sherlocksexualfrustrationblog:
I’ve created a certain image of A Man. And there’s something authentic, cumber-authentic about this man that makes him so beloved. You know, they say, one has to be very charismatic to raise that sort of stir while having such a “nonstandard” appearance. Half-shallow but a half-true observation….
I couldn’t agree more.
sherlocksexualfrustrationblog:
Oh god, thank you for that PDF link. So, so much. Just…
I came. Not even kidding.
submitted by AG
Once again, I hate her. But I’d kill to be in her place for just that moment.
sherlocksexualfrustrationblog:
Dear Marie Claire, I like your magazine and all and Imma buy it, but get that blonde woman out of the way.
or at the very least, replace her with Olivia Poulet.
I hate that blond chick right now. Lucky Bitch.
ESQUIRE: You also had a memorable cameo as the inept hostage negotiator in Chris Morris’s Four Lions. How did that come about?
BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH: I did Nathan Barley. I had drunk blokes coming up to me in the street all the time going, “You’re the fucking Barley man!” No one comes up to me…
Benedict Cumberbatch seems to be a bit of a potty mouth in general:
“I always seem to be cast as slightly wan, ethereal, troubled intellectuals or physically ambivalent bad lovers,” he told The Mirror. “But I’m here to tell you I’m quite the opposite in real life. In fact I’m a f**king fantastic lover.”
I’d like to take your word for it Benny, but just to be sure, you’d better show me exactly what you mean, in my hotel room, howabout?










