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.
I don't do followbacks unless you're fandom or SJ and I like what you post. If you want me to check out your blog, go ahead and ask. I might not follow you (I tried to keep the number of people I follow pretty low), but I will at the very least look at it!
Currently single. ;)
You can follow me on Twitter, too! I post a lot of stuff on there that never makes it here.
Talk to me! I get bored easily; you can help alleviate that boredom! :D I'm most likely to be active between the hours of ten AM and ten PM, Eastern Standard Time.
Anonymous asked: doesnt the salt have to be pure for it to be painful? it'd be sOOOOO cool if it didnt have to be cause the fries being painful idea is super awesome *U* your sub!ruby thoughts are kickass and you're kickass too thanks for existing irl and on the internet xx
also anon #2: ruby can eat fries bc fries have iodized salt on them and demons can consume iodized salt. there’s a post going around somewhere...
After listening to “Shut Up, Sam” on repeat for an hour, I now really want to write a song from McCoy’s perspective about “those two oblivious, lovestruck idiots who never seem to realize it’s mutual.” Hey, Stephanie, what do you think of doing that for our next collab?