Hey, I'm Amy :)
I'm a 17 year old girl from Scotland
I'm in way too many fandoms to list them all but my blog is mainly Supernatural, Doctor Who and Sherlock, along with whatever TV show I'm watching at the time.
I also really love pop-punk music so there's some bands who make frequent appearances, and also I love books and if I'm reading a good book series, chances are I'll blog about it.
Any questions, feel free to shoot me a message :3 I try to answer all of them though sometimes Tumblr doesn't tell me when I have them...
why couldn’t i be born with an older brother who is my best friend and has hot friends that flirt with me and drives me places like mcdonalds when im sad and punches rude boys in the face for me.
How sexy is your name?
Add the letters in your first name using the numbers below =)
- Under 60 points= NOT TOO SEXY
- Between 61-300 points= PRETTY SEXY
- Between 301-599 points= VERY SEXY
- Over 600= THE ULTIMATE SEXIEST
- A=100 B=14 C=9 D=28 E=145 F=12
- G=3 H=10 I=200 J=100 K=114 L=100 M=25
- N=450 O=80 P=2 Q=12 R=400 S=113 T=405
- U=11 V=10 W=10 X=3 Y=210 Z=23
Don’t forget to add your name and your total!!!
He was beautiful. I’d known that ever since he’d tracked me down, forced me to stop and listen to his apology. I’d known then that the sharp line of his jaw and the stubble framing his face made him appear roguishly handsome, made him desirable, attractive. But I hadn’t known that underneath all that was the most gentle man I had ever met, and would ever meet. Or that his furrowed brow was conveying his own personal turmoil, not his annoyance at my refusal to listen. I was wary of him. Scared, even. This face - an older version of one burned into the memories of my childhood – made me remember things I didn’t want to remember. I didn’t love him then. I just wanted him to leave.
Without ever really meaning to, I became his friend. Not my plan. My plan had been to forget he had ever happened. Forget the kiss he had forced upon me – not that I had been complaining. But his face – his perfect face – haunted my memories and so when he turned up at my front door, I went with him. He apologized. Again. For the kiss, not for anything else. And I watched him as he tried valiantly to keep his eyes away from me. I let him buy me coffee. And I watched as his hands shook and he steadied them by gripping his own styrofoam cup much tighter than he needed to. I didn’t love him then. But I didn’t want him to leave either.
He visited my house for the first time not long after. Not that he meant it: we’d been planning on heading out. But plans changed. I was stuck with homework, and he stayed to keep me company. To distract me from the work that he had to know I hated. I found myself glancing over at him, noticing the way his eyes shimmered when he smiled, the way every time I stopped typing for more than a few seconds he would turn to check on me. And I still didn’t love him. But I was starting to believe I could.
There wasn’t really any one moment that made me realize. One day I didn’t get to see him. And the whole day I felt like there was a part of me missing. The way I’d felt in high school when none of my friends were in my classes, but worse somehow. I missed him. Even though I’d planned on forgetting him. I didn’t want to. And now? A day doesn’t go by that I don’t see his face – that smile that can brighten my entire day and the eyes that continue to sparkle and shine even when the rest of the world has gone dull. And I’m not sure when it happened, but I know that I love him. And I know that I always will."
— Plans Change (via solistasecrets)
I wish there was something about me that was addictive. Something that made me hard to forget or hard to move on from. I hate it when people find it easy to dismiss me for someone else in days. It really takes no effort at all to push me out of the picture when I’m just a side factor.
"Castiel’s grace is fading. He’s getting weaker and a lot less fun, but early on the season the most important thing for Castiel … is to get Dean patched up more than recovering his own powers."
— Misha Collins on Castiel in S10 (x)
SWEATS LIKE WILL GRAHAM
HAS MORE PETS THAN WILL GRAHAM
NO ONE OUTLINES MORE CHALK SILHOUETTES THAN WILL GRAHAM
"I USE ANTLERS IN ALL MY INVESTIGATING"
OH WHAT A GUY WILL GRAHAM
NO ONE DREAMS LIKE WILL GRAHAM
CHOKES BACK SCREAMS LIKE WILL GRAHAM
NO ONE’S COMING APART AT THE SEAMS LIKE WILL GRAHAM
"I’M ESPECIALLY GOOD AT HALLUCINATING"
OH WHAT A GUY WILL GRAHAM
wait wait wait, Donna's coming back??? really????
Reportedly, according to this:
They spelled her name wrong, but the episode was right, so it fits!
I’m super excited. It was a lackluster episode, but she was a lovely character.
so yesterday i was in london and i tripped up at the tube station and was helped up by this guy so i told my friend
and just now my friend sent me a link to this craigslist ad
I AM IN DISBELIEF
Update: i have now procured a date
one of my coworkers got a call (i work in a call center/tech support) from a customer that was really scared because supposedly the mafia was hacking her computer and they were stalking her…when finally my coworker took remote control of the computer he couldn’t stop laughing because