Rabid Fannibal fanfic writer who is kinda addicted to Hannigram AUs. Currently playing with just about every idea that pops in my head. Posts Hannibal, horror, and occasionally my kitty. Current hyperfixation: Superbat & Hannigram
non-writers will never understand the mental illness of writing an entire conversation in your head while doing dishes and then forgetting every word the second you open a blank doc
“And here we have our most recent procurement: a thoroughbred. He’s being restrained for the safety of our….”
Will heard murmurs around him as the others took in the sight of the next alpha for sale, his calm demeanor different than the others, and when he got close the alpha looked up, red eyes wide.
“I…”
The low growl he got in return made him wary and the guide looked at him with a scowl.
“Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
“What? I….”
Out of nowhere to betas came and grabbed his arms, making others gasp as Will hissed.
“Let me…”
The thoroughbred growled louder, rocking on his hook, and the beta said, “GET HIM OUT OF HERE!” as Will was dragged from the Alpha House.
He screamed, “GET OFF ME I’M GOING!” and walked out in tears shaking from the encounter.
