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Meeting the cast of The Path

Sunday night was incredible. As an on again off again actress, it was an experience that made me want to get back into the industry.

After about an hour at the event, I could not sit still for the life of me. I couldn't just sit down when there were opportunities to meet people who had the career that I wanted just ten feet away.

So i snuck into the VIP area.

It wasn't hard, I was already dressed nicely so all I had to do was walk in like I belonged there and no one would suspect me.

I first talked to Aaron Paul, a sweetheart who was genuinely excited to interact with his fans.

Next was Kyle Allen, the 21 y/o who plays Hawk Lane. He had a handful of food and was quite excited to be there. We talked for a bit and he asked my name. He was a cool guy, nice and funny and quite cute. I had to summon a good amount of self-restraint to not blurt out “I find you very fucking attractive”.

After we parted ways, Michelle Monaghan walked by. I immediately went over and introduced myself, telling her what a great actress she is. She wore a long black dress with what I think were sequined hands all over it, but I'm not positive.

Lastly, I saw Hugh Dancy and his lovely wife Claire Danes across the tent. The screening was about to begin so I had to move fast. As I made my way towards the non-vip area, I caught him for a moment and got the chance to talk to him about season 4 of Hannibal. When the lights dimmed, I was entirely charmed by the man as he sweetly said goodbye and shook my hand.

I did not stay long after that, due to being thoroughly overstimulated. So with a huge smile on my face, I left the event feeling almost pained at the repressed want for a life as an actress. I knew then that a new overpowering drive to succeed was burning throughout my being.

#the path #hannibal #hugh dancy #wren writes

drhanniballecter

How did Solomon Asch get people to participate in his experiment?

by telling people: Everyone’s doing it.

#lol #psych jokes

mendelsohnben

I’m crying over mads’ headset right now

mendelsohnben

DONALD SUTHERLAND JUST SAID “I DIDN’T REALIZE MADS WAS WEARING A HEADDRESS” BYE

dreamatt

in love with them. ❤️

thatgirlmustbeawesome

What’s so bad about periods

linzerfish

At first I was like “no don’t reblog it’ll weird people out” then I was like “oh right that’s the point”

homolesbians

bloodstainedlovers-blog

tfw ur cannibalistic Lithuanian Count boyfriend psychiatrist keeps trying to murder and artistically display all ur friends

betterwhenitsraining

We're down to 49% on the Netflix poll. We we're at 60% before. :(

That won’t do!

We can’t let our guard down, fannibals.

VOTE IN INCOGNITO SO YOU CAN VOTE MULTIPLE TIMES!

bonearenaofmyskull

Yeah, this is an unofficial site and doesn’t have news, and they aren’t in the know on the rights situation, but I imagine Netflix watches it regardless. It’s another very direct way of telling them what we want, so it’s important to stay on top of this one!

sherlocks-freebitch

They’re gaining on us! Please send a few votes Hannibal’s way!

professorwillgraham -> realmischalecter

#url change #psa #bc i am mischa

When you're actually Mischa Lecter

#me #my face #smoking tw #smoking cw

gxldenachilles

I CANNot DEAL WItH THis

damnslippyplanet-archived

Let us take a moment once again to consider the hilarity of Hannibal’s love life.

Will Graham, who drops his bag and jacket on the nearest surface and can never find his glasses because he leaves them just about anywhere.

Will Graham, who trails dog hair like a comet trails cosmic dust (and don’t think Hannibal hasn’t thought of the comparison and gone a bit starry-eyed).

Will Graham, who really does TRY to keep the mess from his current tinkering project in the workroom but can’t seem to help himself from carrying streaks of motor oil back into the house with him.

Will Graham, who kills bloody and unrestrained, unspeakable substances spattered so high up the walls it’s hard to understand how it even happens.

Hannibal just standing in the middle of a whirlwind of the beautiful disaster that is his beloved, mussed and disorganized and totally off balance, so happy he could burst with it.

But he still slips out of bed late at night to spend some of the quiet hours organizing the neatly labeled meat packets, scrubbing the muddy footprints off the hall floor, brushing the dogs, reordering the spreadsheet of victims that Will’s convinced him to keep in lieu of a Rolodex. He makes sure to be back before dawn to catch the first quiet moments of Will’s morning, when he’s sleepy and still, before he gears himself up for another busy day of unrepentantly ruining all Hannibal’s carefully laid plans.

daughterofthemurderhusbands

This is so important and we should all explore it on fics

curveofherthroat

I’m so fucking in love with that description @damnslippyplanet. I imagine Will pouting about the house being too clean to feel “homey” and Hannibal side-eyeing him while vacuuming and dusting at the same time

damnslippyplanet-archived

Oh, I LOVE when an old headcanon I forgot about comes back to me! Yes, let’s think about this more.

Will likes clean and neat but he doesn’t do spotless or things perfectly aligned in neat rows and it drives him a little nuts when Hannibal follows him around straightening things in his path.

It just makes him want to mess things up even more. Hannibal’s hair. Hannibal’s kitchen. Hannibal’s carefully-prepared cover stories, casually ruined in the middle of a dinner party with Will’s off-hand mention of something entirely different, and a gleam in his eye telling Hannibal keep up, if you can. He’ll pay for it later but it’s fun making Hannibal improvise in front of the guests.

The motor oil really is an honest mistake, he’d never actually ruin Hannibal’s stuff on purpose, but he thinks his very sweet apology and replacing the ruined sofa cushion ought to be enough. He really doesn’t think the sign on the garage door reminding him to wash his hands before coming back into the house is entirely necessary. He glares at it every time he passes by, but he doesn’t take it down. He gets his revenge by showing Hannibal one of those Buzzfeed listicles of “stuff arranged almost perfectly but with one thing slightly out of alignment” and snickering at Hannibal’s pain.

Eventually they figure out some compromises. Will does his very best not to mess up the papers in Hannibal’s study. (If he can tempt Hannibal into shoving everything off the desk to use it for other purposes, well, that’s on Hannibal, and Will refuses to be blamed for it.) Hannibal doesn’t get to move a thing in Will’s workroom - those tools are in order, damn it, even if it’s an order Hannibal doesn’t understand. Hannibal can vacuum as often as he wants but he doesn’t get to sigh passive-aggressively while doing it. Will makes some steady if imperfect headway toward learning to use a coathook for its intended purpose instead of flinging his jacket over the nearest surface.

Hannibal still sneaks out of bed in the middle of the night sometimes. There are things to be dusted. Books to be placed back in their proper places on the shelves. He pauses at the doorway of Will’s workroom and allows himself to imagine a sensible organizational system for it, but he doesn’t touch. The dogs flock around him and he sneaks them extra bits of food.

But now there are other nights when Hannibal stays. He knows there’s a dirty wineglass in the sink, he knows there’s a towel flung carelessly in the corner of the bathroom, there’s dog hair all over his favorite tie. But those things matter less and less, when the alternative is staying right where he is, Will Graham twined around him like a vine, making the most irritated little grumbling sounds if Hannibal tries to move.

Maybe he’ll just postpone his plan to reorganize the sock drawer - he’s almost sure Will’s been stealing his good cashmere socks again - for one more day. He passes the remainder of the night in utter contentment right where he is, watching dreams flicker behind Will’s closed eyes, menu planning, and wondering if it’s possible to track down that person who did the particularly heinous thing with one out-of-place bathroom tile in that Buzzfeed article. He’d like to have that person over for dinner, someday.