can’t trust anyone who criticises the mamma mia movie. like wtf are you even criticising. the plot?? the characterisation?? my brother in christ they put meryl streep, colin firth and amanda seyfried on an island, got them drunk and asked them to sing abba songs in the campest way possible that’s LITERALLY. IT. by this point you have to just assume that you’re the problem.
when he’s a handsome, sweet, smart, kinda socially awkward museum worker whose intelligence in a specific subject isn’t being used to it’s full extent in his line of work:
Draco girls are Aemond girls are Cardan girls are Anthony Lockwood girls are Jack Tamerlaine girls are Howl girls are Spencer Reid girls are Milo Thatch girls.
