My ultimate dream has been, and always will be, to publish a novel that becomes famous enough that I see people discussing the characters and headcanons and falling in love with the characters I, too, have fallen in love with. Not in like “this better become a movie” way but just. to see everyone appreciate my characters. to have people ask questions and be excited about what will happen next. to surprise people. ahhhh
Date a boy with curly hair and a goofy smile. Date a boy who’s tall and loves animals. Date a boy who smuggles magical creatures into America and then accidentally sets them loose, causing mass destruction. Date Newt Scamander.
had a dream last night that the Daleks got wind of the phrase “an apple a day keeps the Doctor away” and, y’know, took it literally. they built this massive fucking fortress out of fucking apples and just like chilled in there and Rose was like “doctor wot r u gonna do” and ten was just like “i’m not gonna do anything, maybe they’ll just sit quietly in their apple dome”
(About his hair) I don’t use hair products. It’s probably something in the Irish water. And bread. I eat a lot of bread. And chocolate and coffee. Probably apples too. Yes, bread, chocolate and apples. That’s it.