what if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves
imagine harry being harry and saying something sassy to ron and hermione but they don’t find it funny
then three tables across the gryffindor’s, they hear draco laugh
i am 100% for women responding very rudely and aggressively to disgusting unsolicited messages or dick pics from men on the internet
what if when we’re like 80 they remake harry potter and the kids of that time get to see peeves and st mungos and “it unscrews the other way” and “have a biscuit potter” and the portraits applauding in the headmasters office and no fucking breaking of the elder wand I’m going to be so pissed off
Charlotte’s fairytale book said, if you make a wish on the Evening Star, it’s sure to come true.
I have not received a dress based of my tumblr.
I have not received my pin pal.
I have not received my character based off my blog.
I have not received a picture of the book or the wall you wrote my URL on.
I HAVE been lied to.
I never even got that “doot doot”