busby1013

The gay man inside me finds this irresistibly, inexplicably enticing at this moment. Mr. Whishaw is dancing like some enchantress, beckoning, but yet, I still cannot mount the lust within me. I simply wish to envelop him and protect him from... whatever is out there that eats pretty faeries. What further confounds me is the antithetical behavior he presents in every youtube video I see of him, wherein he is every drop the shyly smiling innocent youth. Then something like THIS gets splashed on tumblr and I am deliciously vexed.