in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me
or alternatively: “i’m not very cool. i have to try quite hard.”
He always looks different. I always know it’s him. Sometimes, I think I’m everywhere at once, running every second just to find him. Just to save him. But he never hears me- almost never. I blew into this world on a leaf. I’m still blowing. I don’t think I’ll ever land. I’m Clara Oswald. I’m the Impossible Girl. I was born to save the Doctor.
I think we can all agree that Franklyn probably wrote wildly OOC fic of himself and Hannibal.
Hannibal smiled as he took the proffered cracker, admiring the way the cheese was spread, before taking a bite. “Mm, Franklyn, your taste is exquisite.”
“Thank you.” Franklyn replied, totally cool and collected like always.
every time I listen to Florence + the Machine I turn into a literal meadow dwelling nymph who wears raindrops as hats and sunbathes on a lilypad