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Hello Again
Wow! It feels like I haven’t been on here in a while, which I will try to change. Hopefully I come back with full force but I’m terrible with managing my time 😭 just so you guys know, I miss you
reblog if you post xfiles please?
im getting into the fandom so i need blogs that post x files thank you
The Truth Is Still Out There
After a month of my hand cramping, I have finished my masterpiece! I hope all of you guys like it, I absolutely adore it! Can’t wait for the revival :D
Also please don't repost, just reblog :)
Like I said, Mitch signed my artwork :)))) Story time!!! I went to the Montreal ComicCon a couple weeks ago with the sole intent of meeting Mitch. Walking towards the autograph area to meet my friend I saw Mitch and instantly began to become nervous. Since there was no line, I was able to walk right up to him. And OMG he was so adorable! He was so nice to me, but I could tell he was a bit worn out (maybe from meeting fans all day). He sign two of my pictures (one for me and one for my father), then I asked to take a picture. When he stood up, I became a puddle. He was so tall! Then he put his arm across my shoulders and I swear my heart stopped. Just before I left he grabbed my arm and asked for my name again, and since I'm Mohawk I have a native name. He asked if my name was Hawaiian, but then I had to correct him and tell him that I am a Mohawk. Then he told me that my name is beautiful and told me to tell my parents that they did a swell job (on what? I have no idea xD). All in all, meeting Mitch and being able to have him sign my art AND take a picture with was easily the best $120 I ever spent!
***Beware slight NSFW below***
A.D. Walter Skinner
I drew this a while back, then went to Comic-Con in Montreal where i got Mitch Pileggi himself to sign it!!!
Please don’t repost, just reblog. Thank you :)
New Drawing Soon!!!
After three hours of tiring work, I finished a drawing of Walter Skinner, in which I am going to be able to have Mitch Pileggi sign!!!
Send me your prompts!!!
I am in desperate need of letting my creative side flow. I'm aching to write something that's fluffy/heartbreaking/smutty/angsty/etc.
#1 Holding Hands
Hannibal/Bedelia
Bedelia sat there on the plush seat in the air conditioned airplane. Although the seat was very much comfortable, she felt uneasy. It could be the fact that she is once again leaving her life behind her. It could be that she is traveling back to her home, or maybe it could be that she is very much aware of all the bloodshed back in Baltimore. Despite all that, she likes to believe that her nervousness is originating from the fact that she is sitting next to the most deadliest serial killer of all time.
A man who stepped into her life and took the reins.
A man who slithered his way into her subconscious.
A man who holds her heart with his bloodstained fingers.
Doctor Hannibal Lecter.
She sits with her back to the window as she desperately wants to watch the clouds go by, but she won’t risk having her eyes stray away from him. She can’t trust him. He could kill her now and somehow convince everyone on the plane that it was self defense. No, she can’t risk letting her guard down for a second.
Hannibal can smell the fear radiating off of her, and he revels in it. He knows she does not trust him, and in some ways he applauds her for that little fact, yet another part of him desperately wants her to rely on him with every fiber of her being. However, he knows with Bedelia that you must make gradual changes in order not to overwhelm her.
In the corner of his eye, he finally sees her move which surprised him because she’s been sitting there like a Greek statue of a goddess the entire flight. He watches closely as her leg slowly crosses the other and he secretly basks in her otherworldly beauty. His blood begins to boil yet his heart beat never rises above that exquisite number of eighty five.
His bodies natural reaction is to pounce and to devour her, both literally and figuratively, but a public airplane is hardly the place to do just that. Thus he must only be allowed to admire her elegance from afar, even if she only sits mere inches away from him. It’s maddening, really, for both individuals.
Both wonder what the other is thinking. Both wonder when the other will strike. Both wonder if the other holds the same feeling they have for them.
A slight ruffle of a curtain is heard just before the waitress begins to make her way down the aisle, asking in a perfect French accent, “Jus d'orange? Eau? Champagne?”
Hannibal turns his head towards the waitress and with his own flare to the accent, he replies, “Je voudrais du champagne, s'il vous plaît.” He reaches out to take one of the flutes as the waitress turns her attention to Bedelia, “Madame?”
Bedelia stiffens up enough for Hannibal to notice, but she quickly regains her composure as she whispers out a simple, “Non merci.”
While the waitress leaves, Bedelia pleads to the woman to stay with her eyes, but the waitress seemed not to make eye contact with anyone. Once the waitress was out of eyesight, Bedelia turned her attention back to Hannibal.
She was caught quite off guard as their eyes met. She wanted to cower away and to be rid of him for the rest of her life, while another part of her wanted to leap into his arms and never let him go. The hardest part is that she is not sure which decision Hannibal would take more pleasure in.
She did not want to seem like a poor deer caught in a car’s headlights, so she offers a small smile to satisfy the beast. If she were to die tomorrow, Hannibal would remember how perfect she looks right now.
His beast within begins to go out of control, yet he dares not open it’s cage. He needs to feel her skin under his finger tips, he needs to taste the sweet metallic flavor of her blood on his tongue, he needs to hear her say his name with her very last breath, he needs to know that his face is the last thing she sees before the bright flame of her life is blown out.
He returns the smile and the fear in Bedelia starts to slowly melt away. Hannibal senses her vulnerability and decides to act upon it. He reaches over and grasps her hand with his free one. Surprisingly, she does not flinch or let her smile falter, she just squeezes his hand back in acknowledgment.
Hannibal straightens his back, turns his head away from her, and brings up the flute of champagne up to his lips. The strong aroma of the champagne swirls across his tongue as he tries to savor it, like how he is trying to savor the feel of Bedelia’s delicate hand in his.
She can feel the warmth of his hand, and for some reason all the doubt she had towards him is now long gone. His thumb gently caresses the back of her hand, and that’s how they stayed for the rest of the flight to France.
Hand in hand.
REBLOG IF YOU'RE AN ARTIST!!!
Professional or not, no matter what art style, I wanna see how many artists are out there.
Being an artist doesn’t mean you are restricted to drawing, painting, and sculpting!
If you can write, sing, dance, or take photos, you are an artist! If you are good at math, science, language arts, or putting things together, you are an artist!
Whatever it is, if you enjoy it, it is your medium! You are an artist in that field!
3 Days Left Until Season 3 of Hannibal!!!!
Guys I tried drawing something cute...
“I’d like for you to meet Dr. Hannah Belle Lecter”
So as preparation for Season 3 of Hannibal, I drew a Fem!Hannibal. Or Bedelia decided to buy a suit in order to match Hannibal.
Also please don’t repost, just reblog :)
New drawing update
So I completed my drawing that I mentioned earlier, however I can only post it later when I have access to a computer instead of my iPod.
New drawing later today!!!
Who am I drawing you might ask? That's a secret ;)
The beautiful Mother's Day card I made for my Mother :)
"You are dangerous, but so am I." I got really bored in class so I decided to draw a little something :) P.s. My teacher loves watching Hannibal and he absolutely went crazy over my drawing.