Truly, I am the bastard child of Tony Stark and Rodney McKay, raised by the Morgendorffers.
This blog is worksafe, in that there are no naked people. The text is pretty much never worksafe.
What the fuck are you doing on tumblr at work, Agent Galaga?
Find me at:
sabinelagrande on LJ
sabinetzin on DW
sabinelagrande at AO3
Also see my darlings:
my evil co-ruler
my matching action figure
MY NEW CRACKPOT THEORY: Canton Everett Delaware III’s son is Agent Phil Coulson of SHIELD. Canton’s the bio-dad; his partner’s name is Coulson. So Phil ended up with one dad’s hairline (and dress sense…) and the other dad’s surname. The reason why Agent Phil Coulson is so good at dealing with weird shit is that he fucking grew up with it. Because don’t tell me that Canton wasn’t recruited by SHIELD as soon as he got fired from the FBI. He helped a bunch of time-travelers deal with an alien invasion, stood up to the President of the United States, and did it all without batting an eyelid. CLEARLY PHIL COULSON’S PERPETUAL, FAINTLY-SMILING CALM IS A GENETIC TRAIT.
I VOTE YES WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE.

(Source: space-bees)
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES
I think I was just brained with Headcanon. It was a glorious impact.
NEW HEADCANON ACCEPTED
HEADCANON ACCEPTED. Woah, I’m crossing everything nowadays...Doctor Who! First Rory
My head-canon! That’s how it was...you can’t persuade