Salutations! I'm Jessica, and this is the blog of a nutty, slightly obsessive, bisexual, teenaged, feminist, fannish, internet activist. Therefore, you ought to expect lots of LGBTQ+, feminism, anti-racism, shipping, and general fandom nonsense, including but not limited to Harry Potter, Star Trek (TOS, Reboot, and DS9), Merlin, Psych, Community, Elementary, various other incarnations of Sherlock Holmes, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Homestuck, The Avengers, Doctor Who, Supernatural, cats, other assorted adorable animals and various other things which have a tendency to be shiny, squeeable and/or very, very gay. Any oppressed group I'm a member of, I'm an activist for, and any that I'm not, I try to be an ally for. Please, call me out on my bullshit whenever it occurs.
I'm a seventeen year old high school graduate (skipped a grade, woohoo), and I want to be a novelist or a geneticist. Perhaps both, but probably not at the same time.
I tag the shit out of everything, so 1) my blog is apparently an awesome reference point, and 2) I really won't mind if you need me to tag something for Tumblr Savior.
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Currently single. ;)
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hey tumblr when are you going to make personifications of ups and fedex to ship
you were saying
now where’s the fanfic?
FedEx and UPS lay together, enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies.
“I sure hope this lasts longer than 5 to 7 business days” UPS thought as he laid his head against FedEx’s shoulder.
“But what if we get caught?” asked FedEx, resting his head on UPS’ chest. “We won’t” UPS assured him. “But we’ve been doing this for 8 days now! They must know something has hap-” FedEx started, but he was cut off by a firm kiss.
“You’re forgetting that today is Sunday. we don’t deliver on weekends, so we still have two days together.” UPS said, smiling slyly. FedEx stared into UPS’ eyes. ‘Two days,’ FedEx thought, ‘Two whole days left.’
“I know how we can make ample use of our time,” said FedEx, kissing UPS’ neck gently. “And we can start right now.” he finished. FedEx kissed UPS’ neck once more before moving to his collar bones. He continued down UPS’ abdomen, pausing every so often.