#counthannibal

[anempathsbecoming]

"I said, Do you want to get high?"

Hannibal raised an eyebrow at Will. “I would agree, but do you not get drug tested?” He asked.

William shugs and hands Hannibal a pill bottle full of fragrant weed. It almost smelled sweet. "My dealer is a student and they only drug test you if you do something really fucked up. Like crack."

[willteacupgraham-blog]

Will sat in the back of his cell with his eyes closed, listening to the screams of his fellow inmates. He didn't consider himself insane; he was just damn good at acting like one. He meditated in his murders. To be fair, they had pushed him over the edge--the FBI had when they made him look at how people murdered others--but he didn't mind it. He opened his eyes when he sensed someone watching him. "Who are you?" He asked calmly.

[count-hannibal-blog]

Now tracking CountHannibal.

[catnipforkillersbloom-blog]

"He's crying again."

Parenthood Starter Sentences

[ count-hannibal ]

"Can you go, please? It’s your turn, Hannibal" Alana said still sleepy.