tomakeanoffer | Take a little time to take me over for a while...

So, I'm sitting here, trying to get the brain to write things and I think I need to stop starting at Current OrigiProject and try and fiddle with something fannish.

Below the cut is a list of fandoms/things I am willing to write for. Throw me a prompt of some kind, can be a word, lyric, AU, pairing, kink or anything else, and I will write you a ficlet of some kind. Giving me a character to go with your prompt would be good too but not needed if you just want to just see what I come up with.

Devils' Carnival
Firefly
Hamilton
Hannibal
MCU
The Mechanisms
Music (meaning you can throw me a song and I will work off of it, think

jukebox_fest).
Myths and fairytales
New Albion/SHaperaverse
Original verses (if you know any of these I will do them, cause I'm not trying to do Real WOrds, so I can noodle around a bit more with the random self-indulgent stuff)
Night Vale
White Collar

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From:

hebethen

Good on you for trying to shake things loose! Here is a song for music prompt? Acxiom (Vienna Teng)

From:

tomakeanoffer

Here's a quick little thing I whipped up as I was listening to bits of the Aims Album after you reminded me it existed.

Btw, Vienna Teng is so pretty. I have a proper story I want to write one day that is ...not based around but very much is tied to Recessional.

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You are made for her, your body molded to fit against hers, your hands meant to twine together and your arms strong enough to hold her tight.

Someone out there loved her enough to commission you, have you brought into the world in just the right way. They want her to be happy, they want her to feel safe.

She looks at you, all smiles and pretty brown eyes. You want to reach out, to touch her, to tell her you love her because what else are you supposed to do?

She looks away from you, towards your Maker, not the person who commissioned her, but the person who crafted you, the only person you are more loyal to than her.

"What's her name?" She asks, smiling at your Maker and gesturing with one hand. Her nails are purple and black and you think you want to know what it's like to sit there and paint those nails, to have her hand on yours, to have her trust you to make her stunning.

"Leya," your Maker says. "And she wants to be your friend."

"I do," I tell her. It feels like my first words to the girl you love should be something more poignant but it is too late to take it back now. "I want to be whatever you need me to be."

From:

hebethen

Oof, what a fittingly disturbing realization of the concept. Being designed to feel those emotions just seems like the creepy cherry on top -- though who knows, where's the line between algorithmic parameters and "emotion"?

From:

tomakeanoffer

Thank you! I'm glad it worked well, as I really love that song and always wanted to do a fic-bit with it.

From:

acequeenking

The Underworld, from Greek Mythology? :D

From:

tomakeanoffer

I am pretty sure this is not what you had in mind but well, my brain gave me an image and I ran with it, so here we are. I hope you don't mind it!

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The four of them are a pile of limbs, nails on borrowed skin and teeth digging into false bone. They generate bodies for this purpose, create puppets to wield against each other as they tear and bite and laugh and sing.

Tartarus and Elysium play the hardest, their bodies pulled tight around them. They fight and play and bite and scratch. They're wild things that chase and howl and pounce. It's not often they do it though, hardly at all these days, but it feels good to let loose, to feel what it's like to run, to bleed, to know what it is to exist against the world and not be the world itself.

Asphodel and The Mourning One don't go as hard. They ghost along the edges, circling the other two and making sure they don't get out of hand. They are the ones who meditate, even though the Mourning One often would rather just be left to their own devices.

Sometimes the Lord and Lady will find them, laugh with the four, have fruit and wine and sweet honey cakes. The six of them will stretch out, lay in the darkness, sing along to the sound of the many dead. When they get up again, the Lady will dance, flowers blooming at her feet and streaks of light radiating from her fingertips, lighting the way for the four of them to dance beside her.

From:

acequeenking

THAT IS AMAZING AND I LOVE IT. I didn't have any concrete ideas but man I love how much beautiful scenery you pack into that. What a disturbing and yet charming afterlife tableau <3

From:

tomakeanoffer

*happyflail* Oh, excellent! I am so happy I managed to come up with something that jived with you. I just got really taken with the idea of the various parts of the Underworld interacting and I am just super pleased it works well

From:

fullupwithfire

Hannibal - murder family, I will do what you ask me to do because of how I feel about you

MCU - Natasha or Wanda, this poem

Converse - whoever you want, It's later than you think. Go ahead and fuck up.

From:

tomakeanoffer

I feel like this strayed slightly but you know, I do what my brain spills at me, so here we are. <3333 I hope it works for you.

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Wanda is a woman in pieces, she is building herself into something new, something better than the thing she had been before.

Each crack, each broken portion of her is collected and examined. She touches the jagged edges and gets to know them intimately. She doesn't hide from her flaws, but rather, she embraces them, calling them hers and shining the light on each one.

She puts those pieces together, builds a new person from the remnants of the old. She shows herself to her friends, lets them touch and know her for who she is now, rather than the person she had been.

She is held together with hope and scarlet, with pride and magic. She is going to turn herself into the kind of woman she wants to be, not afraid, not weak, but something fierce and friendly and free.

She will be free. She will be glorious. She will embrace who she is and let herself shine bold as the magic inside her.

From:

dreamerinsilico

Song: "I Like That" by Janelle Monae

Fandom: Hannibal (no real character preference; I could see this working for most of the interesting people in the cast...)

From:

tomakeanoffer

I will do this properly when I get up but I was just curious, who do *you* think si interesting in that cast? I find it really interesting to see who people gravitate towards in this show and I'm just curious.

From:

dreamerinsilico

Fair enough! Obviously Hannibal and Will, but also very much Alana, Margot, Chiyoh, and Beverly, for me. And then Bedelia and Freddie as well, but I don't like them all that much, haha. (Listing it out like that, I think a significant part of what let me get so hooked on the show was that despite the fact that the two leads are men, the main cast has a really solid group of dynamic, complex women. I've gotten fed up with otherwise-good media before for how it treated its female characters.)

From:

tomakeanoffer

A quick three sentence fic to hopefully brighten your day a little

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They danced around each other for so long, somehow in synch and forever lashing out all at once. Will tried to deny it once, tried to pull away and be the image of a man, rather than the reality of a wolf but Hannibal made him bare his teeth, even when he didn't want to

Except now, as they find themselves together, healing and helping and existing around each other as fully formed creatures, Will can't even remember why he wanted to stay away.

From:

dreamerinsilico

tried to pull away and be the image of a man, rather than the reality of a wolf - This is a really lovely and on-point line.

Reasonably Happy Murder Husbands is always happy-making to me. Thanks for this, I love it <3