So when my cousin (older than me by a few years and male) found out i liked doctor who, we had a discussion about our favorite doctors. When I told him Eccleston was my favorite, he said “oh you want to be different.” Like, excuse me? Am i not allowed to like hum because he has a fantastic plot and amazing acting. Can i not like him because of how dark he can turn in a second. Can i not like him because i fucking like him? No, of course not, it has to be me wanting to be “different.”
Aka, the moment i realized that that really is a fucking problem. I feel like punching something.
Most people i know hate the day old campfire clothes smell. Then theres me curling up in last nights sweater to smell it.
i imagine severus snape going to the afterlife and seeing lily for the first time and he’s all happy but then lily starts repeatedly kicking snape in the shins and screeching “how dare you treat my son that way" and that’s basically their relationship for all eternity
And then Alice and Frank Longbottom appear and Snape can only go “oh shit” before they unleash their wrath yelling to him about how he treated Neville