The Innermost Workings of my Brain

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Cumberbitches: Women Who Love Benedict Cumberbatch 
“Throw your boobs in the air if you want some cumberlovin.” — Cumberbitches, October 8, 2010
Do 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.

Cumberbitches: Women Who Love Benedict Cumberbatch

“Throw your boobs in the air if you want some cumberlovin.”
Cumberbitches, October 8, 2010

Do 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.

(Source: storyboard)


A woman in my place has two faces; one for the world, and one which she wears in private. With you I’ll be only Sibylla.

A woman in my place has two faces; one for the world, and one which she wears in private. With you I’ll be only Sibylla.

(via idyllicfairytale)