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Hi I'm Birdy. Full time student, part time tumblr-er. I like lots of fandoms and lots of ships and sometimes I write things :D
I post about Teen Wolf, Grey's Anatomy, Supernatural, Mad Men, Downton Abbey, and sometimes Glee.
Lissa is made of intelligence, brain, and clouds. With a dash of the North.
Well. That’s only a LITTLE frightening.
Birdy is made of loyalty, rocks, and starlight. With a dash of Billy Mays.
My brother just sent me this pic and I didn’t get it…
and then he said it-
Christian Bale
Clint/Natasha Domestic-ish AU - they’re basically the same but they have a five-year-old kid and Clint owns a diner.
Clint: (on the phone) I love you too, Iron Ass.
Natasha: What does that son of a bitch want this time?
Phillip: Mommy, what’s a bitch?
Natasha: It’s a girl dog, honey.
Phillip: How can Uncle Tony’s mom be a dog?
Natasha: Just finish the cereal Daddy made.
THE PULSE, THE HUM AND SWELL, THE SONG BENEATH THE SKIN, IT CALLS TO ME!
OW, FUCK! RANDY, WHAT THE HELL?
“DRINK!” IT CRIES, “DRINK OF ME AND LIVE FOREVER!”
GET OFF ME! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? ARE YOU LARPING?
The courtship of Kurt and Blaine, from inside their heads.
(a parody)
(Never Been Kissed)
Blaine: Wow, you are pretty.
Kurt: Please be gay. Please be gay.
Blaine: I’m going to flirt with you via song, if that’s okay?
Kurt: Take me, I’m yours.
Kurt: Please tell me you are gay.
Blaine: Super gay.
Kurt: Oh thank God. Sorry, I’m going to have a minor breakdown in front of you—it’s nothing personal. It’s just that no one else in my life gives a shit and it’s sort of killing me.
Blaine: God, you sound just like me, a year ago. Let me tell you what I wish I had done.
Kurt: Confront them? That sounds like terrible advice, but you’re cute so I’ll take it.
Blaine: I mostly meant punch them in the face, but confrontation works too. Here, have my number in case you ever need someone to talk to and/or sext.
