An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
#HannibalGoreFest is going to kill this year, holy fuck. I’m so honored to work with @theseavoices for this project. Get set, y’all, it’s gonna get nasty.
The night was still early, now, and then tomorrow would be the same. And the day after. And the day after that. Over and over, the silk and sweat and skin, familiar stone floors, young bodies in a sleepy pile on the large beds during the day, recovering like puppies after a meal. An endless repetition blurring to a mundane future. Will could not waste his youth here. And he had learned from his first mistake, he would not make another like it.
A doctor, a dancer, much vice, and little virtue. PLEASE READ THE TAGS AND THE WARNINGS PER CHAPTER. This is a really messed up story and it will only get worse. We are beyond excited for you to read it.






