#CumberCookies

[katiethedane12]

Wow, I didn't know benadryl cumbercookie was the only cast member. He sure must be talented to play all these roles

[blazeemm]

LMAOOO AT THIS OLD CONVO I HAD WITH CLEVERBOT

Clev: Sometimes not. | Benedict Cumberbatch. Clev: Benedict Cumbercookie. | No we are the cumberbitches. Clev: We arent? | I am a cumberbitch are you Cleverbot. Clev: This is my first time chatting with one. #cleverbot

[threepatchpodcast]

Episode 139: 10th Anniversary

It's Sherlock's birthday, but it's also the 10 YEAR anniversary of @threepatchpodcast! We're celebrating with an old-school 4+ hour episode full of reminiscing and drunken shenanigans.

Featuring:

A celebration of a decade of Sherlock fanworks with @emmagrant01, @merindab, @bluebellofbakerstreet, Iwantthatcoat, @themrsscience, and @songlin

A look back at the Setlock era with @penns-woods, Geny, and @foxestacado

Drunk history of TPP with @emmagrant01, @sundayduck, @kelly-mads, and @suspup

Our favorite ever top tens with @themrsscience, @hpswl-cumbercookie, and @suspup

Plus more staff memories and behind-the-scenes stories from the last 10 years of podcasting!

Stream or download on our website or wherever you catch your pods!

Art by @foxestacado

Reblog to help us celebrate a literal DECADE of monthly podcast episodes about fandom!

[srebrnafh]

Tagged by @geekymoviemom for this one - thank you ;)

Get to know me with five drinks:

hot chocolate, too - but a waaaay different one: 30% cream + semi-bitter chocolate; heat up the cream in mv, drop in pieces of chocolate bar, nuke some more to make it melt; add gingerbread spice (or just ginger); some milk if you want it less lava-like

ginger tea (ginger and lemon) - mostly the Marks & Spencer ginger+ginseng+lemon, but other types, too

sparkly mineral water, possibly high mineral content (mineral, not "spring" water, it should crunch)

cider (or, for my US friends, hard cider)

mead

I don't drink a lot of alcohol, but mead is my weakness.

Tagging @hpswl-cumbercookie @fleet-of-words @carmillacarmine

[slockholmes]

cumbercookie

brother Ben is my whole world now. However much space is not enough to contain Ben's cuteness, it's too much.

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ*̫͡*ʕ - benedict timothy carlton cumberbatch

he is the most special - perfectly !

[lokidokieokie]

The “L” Word

Summary: You and Benedict had only been dating for three months when he had to leave to film for Sherlock. Three months later and he still hadn’t come home; you missed him like crazy. The nightly calls were the only thing that got you through the day. And, after one particularly draining day, you accidentally let the “L” word slip...

Pairing: Benedict Cumberbatch x Reader

Warning(s): fluff overload (I didn’t know I was capable of writing this much fluff), Benedict being all cute, adoring pet names, some naughty words 🫢 (whose really surprised at this point?)

Walking through your front door to a cold and empty house was sadly the new norm for you. Ever since Ben had left to film the latest season of Sherlock, everything was just...off. Your home didn't feel the same without him.

Entering your home felt weird without the welcome home kiss that Ben would give you; sleep was hard to come by without his loving arms draped around your waist; and how were you meant to get through the day without his little cheeky messages?

Nothing was normal anymore, and God you missed Ben. You longed for the day he would come home, so you could sleep in his arms again--for the day that everything would become normal again.

The only thing getting you through this was the nightly phone calls; at least you could hear his voice before you fell asleep. But trying to occupy your mind until then was always a challenge.

Today's method: cleaning and decluttering the house. Hopefully that can occupy you long enough.

At exactly 8 o'clock, your phone began blasting the Sherlock theme tune causing you to drop your broom as you bolted towards it; narrowly missing tripping over the ottoman to get to it.

"Ben!" You excitedly exclaimed.

You could practically hear him smile through the phone, "Hello, Love."

"How's my favourite high-functioning sociopath doing today?"

Ben laughed, "He's doing alright, but he wants to know how his favourite girl's big presentation at work went today."

Conversations with Ben were pretty much the highlight of your day. You got to hear what shenanigans that cast of Sherlock got up to, he got to hear about the weird guy at work who sat at a table across from his tie and talked to it during lunch. It was pretty much just pure and utter nonsense that made you miss him that much more.

"I miss you so much, Darling."

You sighed softly, "I miss you too, Ben."

“How is it already eleven o’clock? It feels like I only began talking to you ten minutes ago.”

"Time flies when you're having fun, Benny." You giggled at his groan, he did not like that nickname.

"One day I'll give you a stern talking to about that nickname."

You rolled your eyes, "Sure you will, Benny, sure you will."

He sighed, "In all seriousness though, I've got to get to bed. Can't have Sherlock being even grumpier than he already is tomorrow. Good night, Love."

"Good night, Ben. I love you-" You quickly cut yourself off.

Shit. You just said the "L" word didn't you? This was not a conversation meant to be had over the phone. It wasn't something that should've been brought up at all.

Curse your tired self!

"Darling? Did you just-"

"I said nothing, good night!"

And with that, you quickly ended the call and practically threw your phone across the room.

That was not how the conversation was meant to go.

Grumbling to yourself, "This calls for some wine."

The sound of the doorbell continuously ringing roused you out of your somewhat peaceful sleep.

Who in the world would be ringing your doorbell at 3 in the morning?

Slowly clambering your way out of bed, the noise didn't cease.

"Cool your tits, I'm coming!"

Grumpily trudging down the stairs, you swore to all Gods out there that you would kill whoever was on the other side of that door.

Angrily opening the door you began scolding whoever it was, "Do you have any idea what time it-"

You were cut short by a pair of familiar lips dancing with your own. That was not something you were expecting when you opened your door at 3am.

"Ben? What are you doing here? It's 3 in the bloody morning."

"I don't like the way our conversation ended."

You anxiously began playing with your fingers. "It ended how every conversation does, with a good night."

He tsked, "You were never a good liar, Love."

You sighed, "I didn't mean to announce it like that. It kind of slipped-"

He smiled, "I love you, too."

You jerked your eyes up to meet his. "You do?"

He cupped your face in his hands, "You have no idea how long I've waited to tell you those three words. I wanted to make it all special, going out to a fancy dinner, maybe a walk around Hyde Park? Just something special where I could declare my undying love for you, Y/n."

A tear slipped down your cheek and you lightly chuckled, "I'm sorry I ruined that plan."

He shook his head and wiped your tear away, "You didn't. I couldn't have imagined a better way for me to tell you that I love you, Y/n. I practically did the whole running through the airport cliché. As soon as you ended the phone call, I kind of just stood there with a goofy smile on my face; Martin had to knock me out of my daze. As soon as he did, I bolted towards my car and drove the three and a half hours to get here. I needed you to know I love you."

You gave him a soft kiss, "I need you to know that I love you, Ben."

He gave you the goofiest smile possible. "Say it again, please."

You giggled, "I love you, Benedict Cumberbatch."

He pecked you on the lips, "I love you too, Y/n L/n."

That night, you finally got to fall asleep with Ben's loving arms wrapped around you; and you had never slept better.

Don’t know how I feel about this...but oh well :)

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[iwanderalot]

my petition to change the term 'cumberbitches' to 'cumbercookies'.

cuz a lot of cookies, makes a batch.

[iamreallysherlocked]

Me: I hate a smoking guy.

Also me when I see Benedict smokes:

[lilbrownbutton]

‘Otter-Batch!!’

Sorry I had to...which one(s) your favorite?🤪

All pictures stolen from Pinterest.

[avogotyournumber]

I’m aware that someone said this before, but can we please stop calling ourselves Cumberbitches and switch to Cumbercookies so that together we are the Cumberbatch

[winchestersgirl222]

[alicialchancock]

[fallen-finn]

[lokidokieokie]

The Great Escape Pt. 2

Continuation of Wattpad Request

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Prisoner!Reader

Warning(s): depictions of fight scenes, kinda sinister reader (likes the guards feeling some pain), wounds, language (as if any of you are surprised), Stephen being his smexy self (lemme know if I missed any) 

Note: Part 2 of 3 (switching it up again)

Find the Part 1 here!

The first mistake they made was underestimating the poor little prisoner. Before they even saw it coming, you managed to down three of the guards by simply stepping out of the way as they all collided with each other. 

You rolled your eyes, “Idiots.”

The next one tried to take you out using the burning stick. Bad move. While he was focused on whacking you with it, you ducked and kicked his leg out from underneath him; the burning stick landing on him as he hit the floor.

His screams of agony brought you joy. “That’s how it feels!”

The mindless androids just kept coming, and you just kept defeating them. They really were pathetic. Thud after thud echoed throughout the prison as bodies kept hitting the floor. 

“Are you guys going to give me an actual challenge?” 

That’s when a schwing was heard. Finally...someone interesting. 

“Bringing a sword to a fist fight may be seen as a cowardly move.” 

The guard sneered, “You need to be put in your place, bitch.”

“You guys really need to learn new insults.”

For every slash he threw at you, you dodged and managed to whack him with your fist. His cries of fury were quite amusing; but you were slowly losing interest in them.

You sighed, “I’m done with you guys.”

Swiftly making your way through the plethora of idiots was incredibly easy. How were you actually held here for this long? A final thud echoed when the last one dropped. 

Wiping your bloodied hands on your clothes you let out a breath, “That’s my daily workout done.” 

With a new skip in your step, you left the pile of corpses behind and ventured off towards the escape pods. 

After letting out as many prisoners as you could, you finally made it to the escape pod. 

Seated in the only chair on the ship, you took a deep breath. You couldn’t believe that you were on you way out of here. Yesterday this was a pipe dream, today it was reality. You were finally going to leave his space hell. 

Realising that if you actually wanted to leave you needed a destination, so you hacked into the navigation control...and what you found in the trip log answered a lot of questions. 

“Frequent trips to Sakaar for employment purposes. That explains the incompetent guards.”

Knowing that you had absolutely no desire to head to trashland, you set course for Xandar. Hopefully you would be able to restart your life there; maybe you could barter with the Nova Corps for basic necessities in return for information?

With your destination locked, you relaxed in your slightly uncomfortable chair. You were definitely ready to leave this part of your life behind. Swiftly. 

With a final look at what was your ‘home’ for the past god knows how long, you screamed, “Goodbye dusty musty space prison!” 

Turning your head towards the vast nothingness of space in front of you, “And hello new adventures!”

And with that, you started the ship and launched off into deep space.

Turns out there isn’t much to do in a tiny escape pod all by your lonesome; and it was very hard to keep yourself entertained.

You had counted the numerous galaxies that you had passed; tried to name every constellation you could; even fell asleep for a short while. But you still had at least five hours in this pod until you reached Xandar. 

You groaned, “At least I’m not dying.”

Just as those words slipped from your lips a golden blast went flying past your ship.

“Oh come on!” 

Manoeuvring around the vastness of space was quite a challenge; you hadn’t driven a spaceship for a very long time. But, of course, the one time you did, you had to get attacked. 

“Can I not have a day of peace?” 

Luckily for you though, your escape pod seemed to be equipped with missiles. 

You clapped your hands together, “Oh goodie!” 

Swiftly turning your ship around, you armed the missiles. Then you launched them, and watched the ships explode with a smile. 

“This is what you get for ruining my peace!”

Debris of the ships floated around yours as you began to leave the scene. But something caught your eye. The ships had the sigil of the space prison.

How had they managed to find you?

Oh...you were an idiot.

How could you forget about the stupid tracking chip? Swiftly grabbing a knife you had swiped from one of the guards, you located the little bump in your skin. With a deep breath you plunged the knife into your skin, removed it, and squashed it. 

You did a little dance in your seat. “Take that fuckers!”

However, your little celebration was cut short by a siren blaring. Error code after error code began popping up. It seems the enemy ships did more damage than you thought.

“The universe hates me!” 

What really got you worried, though, was the newest error. 

‘Alert: Thrusters Disengaged’ 

“Oh...fuck.”

The feeling of falling was not one that you particularly liked, but you couldn’t exactly do anything about it being stuck in this spaceship.

“Never thought this was the way I would go...”

That was the last thing you said before you gave into the darkness. 

So sorry it took forever to get this out...I had just recovered from covid and somehow managed to get the flu as well. Life is fun!

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@thewaithfuckingannoyme

[sherlocktribbiani]

Happy Birthday

Benedict Cumberbatch❤❤

One of the most talented actor in our generation and a beautiful soul💜..

[irene-thewoman-adler]

I’m crying now goddammit