My Life As A Bird

Hi, my name is Kimberleigh.

I'm a geeky, fannish fat chick, and I'm prone to unexpected bursts of squee.

Currently emotionally compromised by Pacific Rim, the Marvel Universe, and a fucking fitness app.

This is an equal opportunity objectification blog ;)

I’m not superstitious. I’m a witch. Witches aren’t superstitious. We are what people are superstitious of. - Terry Pratchett
Who I Follow

sansaofwinterfel:

MCU Meme: [2/8] Characters

Maria Hill

"The battle of the New York was the end of the world. This - now - is the new world. People are different. They have access to tech, to formula, secrets they’re not ready for."

(via foolyoulovesomehow)

Ratigan + sass.   “The Great Mouse Detective” (1986)

(via weunderstandthelights)

y0ungl0ves:

Bucky.

mrhiddles:

"Don’t do this to me. Please don’t do this to me."

Guess what I saw yesterday.

(via brbshittoavenge)

jei-shepard:

WE ARE (NOT) SOLDIERS

(via agentvictoriahand)

mortenavida:

thenotoriousscuttlecliff:

the-timelord-girl-who-hunts:

wordsofdiana:

The only thing I want in Avengers 2 is Cap picking up Thor’s hammer, totally unaware it should be impossible.

Actually in Marvel lore it is implicitly stated That Steve is one of only a few people on earth actually worthy of carrying Thor’s hammer

To hell with Steve, I want Natasha to pick it up and realise, even with all the red in her ledger, she is still just as worthy as Thor or Steve. 

THIS

(via brbshittoavenge)

gothiccharmschool:

gameraboy:

Happy Easter!

Bunny!

essouffle:

feels like summer already!

essouffle:

feels like summer already!

(via brbshittoavenge)

In case you weren’t aware, it’s kind of a huge deal for a spy to wear personal jewelry in public. (x)

(via brbshittoavenge)

churchfromstate:

Brett Dalton for DA MAN Magazine

(Credits to fyeahskyeward's original post!)

Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.
Marc Hack (via quentynmartell)

(via picturaculminis)

I’m taking the damn name.

(via womeninmarvel)