My asthmatic family uses fiber-fill. Gary's Irish / German family uses feathers. Pillows are a big issue here.
I lost the pillow fight before I ever started: when we married I was younger than Gary's pillow. He didn't sleep on it though, he just kept it around like all his retired pillows. Maybe someday technology will restore life from the DNA of decayed chicken feathers. His pillows never go to pasture, he just stacks up more pillows, all worn thin as padded manila envelopes, all filled with chicken dust.
I'd quietly sleep on the feather pillows, and then once when one wore out, I bought a new one. "Nooooo! Noooo! Too puffy! Too puffy!"
Now I've grown into my own and I've feathered the guest nest with my type of pillows. And every time Gary tries to get into the little twin bed he screams about how he's being smothered by pillows, and why can't you beat these pillows down till they're smaller, and the pillows are trying to kill him.
My pillows: on right. Gary's nasty pillow that you could wad up into one C cup, on the left. If you punched that pillow powdered down would come out.