I've got a Bakewell heart

About me:
The name's Crystal. I'm a female-identifying pansexual with a whole lot of love to give. My love affair with red velvet cake is the stuff of legends. Life goals? To live in a house designed for cats and run a sweet-ass tearoom.


WORD OF WARNING: I just wanna let you know that some of the content on this blog is NSFW. That's just how I roll, and have no shame in it. Enjoy or despise it. The choice is yours.

I’d like to see him age with me. I wouldn’t mind Sherlock going on for a long time. Maybe we could revisit it as a one-off or a two-parter. Assuming Martin Freeman and I are free at the same time.

—Benedict Cumberbatch (x)

(Source: amygloriouspond, via areyoutryingtodeduceme)

johnlocked158:

heyassbuttyourethepotatoone:

Enjoy Martin Freeman doing many questionable accents on your blog. 

Don’t worry. It’s just Martin Freeman being…Martin Freeman. 

Oh CHRIST. It’s all awful ALL THE TIME. And yet it’s my most favorite thing. LAWD. Martin is giving me LIFE this morning! Done. I’m on the ground and shall ne’er rise again.

(Source: lordkirk, via areyoutryingtodeduceme)

amygloriouspond:

Richard: Keep the prosthetic feet or leave them on set?
Martin: Leave them on set, they’re too heavy.
Richard: With you pouring out sweat of them off at the end of the day, that doesn’t sound nice.
Martin: Sometimes Heather would take them off […] and one time a bit of my talcky sweat landed in her mouth. Can you imagine a sort of milky substance landing- flying into a woman’s mouth?
Richard: Milky fluid substance.
Martin: I can’t. I can’t. My publicist is having a coronary!

(via anarmydoctor)