If I had 30 minutes with David...

What would we talk about?

It will probably never happen, but I sometimes like to ask myself the question.
I would ask him his best memory of childhood. And his worst memory … 

I would ask him his favorite flavors, the countries he would like to discover. I would ask him how he felt during his European tour, when the public resumed his songs in a foreign language, the emotions he felt in Paris, a city so peculiar to him because of his father.

I would ask him his hopes and fears, the way he would see himself in 10 years.

I would tell him my admiration and my pride in knowing him so accomplished, actor, author, song-writer, musician, director, and father.

What would you talk about ?


Jaime/Brienne + goodbye scenes

For Day 4 of @tazladyweek, Canon Divergence. Don’t get me wrong, I love NO3113 as a member of Team Sweet Flips, but I really want her to be able to go home and chill with her family as well, maybe have some fun being an auntie?

  • Hannibal: I know we've been talking about eloping, Will. But I've always wanted a church wedding.
  • Will: We can't have that, we're in hiding. Who would we even invite?
  • Hannibal: Chiyoh, Alana, Margot, Bedelia, Freddie, the entire FBI...
  • Will: Hannibal-
  • Hannibal: And for a venue I was thinking the Sistine Chapel .
  • Will: I'm not Catholic.
  • Hannibal: I'll take care of all the food, so you don't need to worry about that. I love cooking for a large crowd.
  • Will: I don't think this would work.
  • Hannibal: We're having a church wedding, Will Graham. You are going to walk down the aisle while a choir of 30 boys sings this ballad in Archaic Latin I wrote for you. You will be married off by Jack Crawford who Chiyoh will hold at gunpoint. Chiyoh will be my best man and she will be wearing every single flower mentioned in Dante's Paradiso and will hold a platinum ring with no fewer than seven diamonds. I've been planning this since I first set eyes on you, Will. It's. Going. To. Happen.

sometimes i feel like my mom doesn’t really care if i can make enough business online, i still have to “get a real job”. it doesn’t matter if i can dedicate myself to it and make more than any minimum wage job i can get for the summer through art commissions, book sales, tarot readings, and the etsy shop. it doesn’t count because i can stay in my comfort space and do the things i like, and i can do most of it without ever leaving my room. 

i just feel like, hey, i’ve done some real business-skills stuff here, i run a semi-successful blog and as millennial as it sounds people like it enough to buy the similar content i produce and on one hand i feel like i could really put in the effort to build something real out of this, something sustainable. but on the other i know that won’t happen because she feels it’s not doing anything with my time.