My name is Marissa. I am 20, a lover, observer, and occasional creator of art, entertainment, and intelligent conversation. I have an unhealthy obsession with British and Canadian television and culture.
Fandoms and other obsessions include: Harry Potter, Kingdom Hearts, Underworld, Chuck, Legend of the Seeker, Gilmore Girls, feminism, Star Wars, The Avengers, Game of Thrones...
And most recently Skins (UK), Rose and Rosie, Doctor Who, Anna Kendrick, Teen Wolf, Lost Girl, Rookie Blue, and Welcome to Night Vale.
Orphan Black has taken over my life.
We are all Tatiana Maslany.
I shall not even begin to list my ships.
I blog and reblog whatever catches my eye, makes me laugh, or accurately expresses a thought or feeling that I have.
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All of the orgasms in fic are so violent. His orgasm came like a punch to the gut. It hit him like a mack truck. It knifed him in a fucking alley. What these orgasms need is a good education.
Guy next to me: What flavor are they?
Evelyne: I don't know man. Orphan Black flavored.
order a fucking pizza with me and watch a fucking shitty film with me and play with my fucking hair and wear my fucking tees to bed and fall asleep in my fucking arms you fucking fuck
—Netflix would be by far the best dating site. “Here are 9 other singles in your area who have also watched Breaking Bad for 12 straight hours”
I had a dream last night that Jesus finally resurrected and when white people found out he wasn’t white they arrested him for 2000 something years of tax evasion