- Dumbledor pulls a memory out of his head.
- Dad: Wow that was a lot of ear wax
- Dumbledor puts the memory in the pensieve and Barty Crouch Jr. appears.
- Brother: I wish David Tennant was in my ear wax.
- Anthony: I think I just seduced an older man
- Me: Teach me your ways
“forgive me, Father, for I have sinned” I murmur as I sit in church and continue to think about stripping David Tennant’s clothes off with my teeth
Typing up a first draft for an idea that came to me as I was jolted out of a dream that involved David Tennant’s earlobes
Can’t really elaborate on that, and I kinda pouted when I woke up, but I have this idea that just, I don’t know, hit me
I was halfway through typing it into my phone before I realized I was awake
But um I’m really excited to delve into this idea of mine
I’m trying to figure out a way to successfully transpose the desired essence of my idea from my brain to words and not completely fuck it up
I personally think it would be best conveyed through animation
But children’s short story/free verse poetry/prose seems more doable
I DON’T KNOW I’M EXCITED IT’S ABOUT PIANOS AND SHADOWS AND A FATHER/SON THING WOULD ANYONE READ IT
I doubted my ability to like Matt Smith after so much David Tennant
So much David Tennant
Matt may be my Doctor yet
I don’t knows
We shall wait and see