Hello!
My name is Emma.
I don’t know who my birth parents were, but i have suspicions that one of them was Mania, the Greek personification of insanity (and later, once fandoms appeared on the scene, she became their patron goddess). Anyway, whoever my parents were, they abandoned me on a mountainside in the middle of nowhere where i was discovered by a kind old shepherd and then raised by wolves (the shepherd had known that they were looking to adopt).
We lived a nomadic life. I spent my first few years roaming around the countryside with the pack, my family, scrounging for food— mostly roots and berries, although occasionally i was lucky enough to find cupcakes, a surprisingly delicious alternative to my usual diet. Eventually, though, i put my foot down and demanded that we stop wandering about, but instead settle down somewhere with wifi.
The wolves taught me all i know today: the art of scrolling, the ability to distinguish good typography from Papyrus and Comic Sans, how to die my hair blue (it’s a survival technique, they said), and most importantly, they introduced me to British television.
After that, tumblr kind of took over my education.
*Note: the above story is entirely true.
I identify as quite queer, and sometimes my hair changes color (unfortunate hereditary trait, probably from my mother).
Fandoms: Sherlock, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, Supernatural, Pushing Daisies, Arrested Development, Starkid, Merlin.
I also tend to post things related to Nerdfighteria, typography, Shakespeare, Alice in Wonderland, The Hunger Games, Moulin Rouge!, various British actors, a bit of Misha Collins (who am i kidding, expect to see a TON of Misha) or whatsoever else happens to be on my mind.
Also, a more concise summary of my person can be found here.
Please feel free to come to my askbox and befriend me. I promise i won’t bite. For my family, however, i cannot make the same guarantee.
