comment-fics with very specific word counts
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Title: A Discerning Palate
Fandom: NBC Hannibal
Word count: 50
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannibal
Warnings: Cannibalism
Prompt: Hannibal, Hannibal, fast food.
Hannibal refuses to touch so-called "fast food"; at least the type you get from shops like McDonald's or KFC. His taste is far more refined than that.
He hums as he flips a meat patty, made from leftovers from his last hunt; an aspiring athlete with no manners at all.
Title: Tried & True
Fandom: NBC Hannibal
Word count: 50
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannibal
Warnings: Implied cannibalism
Prompt: Hannibal, Hannibal, his sense of smell prevents him from cooking that
Hannibal hides his digust as he steps away from the refrigerated aisle. He had thought to purchase ingredients for a quick meal, but he certainly won't be doing so here.
A woman shoves past him, pausing only to glare. Rude.
Don't they say the tried methods are best?
Title: Cast a Spell on You
Fandom: Labyrinth
Word account: 50
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth
Pairing: Jareth/Sarah
Prompt: Labyrinth, Jareth(/Sarah) (+ any of the Labyrinth's "citizens"), What if Sarah hadn't said no?
Sometimes Sarah almost misses the world from before. It was dull and unmagical and she wasn't appreciated, but...
Then Jareth wraps his arms around her or places a kiss to her neck, and she forgets all over again. Her home is here, with magic and goblins and all her friends.
Title: A Man of Wealth and Taste
Fandom: NBC Hannibal
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannibal
Prompt: Hannibal, Hannibal/Will, demons.
Often, Will is the Chesapeake Ripper in his dreams. He's so close (too close?); it is as though the devil has come to exorcise all other demons from his mind, or more accurately to devour them, so that only he remains to fill up the empty spaces.
Will dreams of dinner parties, of fine meals served with fine wines. He dreams that he is elegant and sophisticated and all of it is a well-tailored person suit.
"Will," calls Hannibal, and Will blinks back to himself. He looks, and if he sees the devil he will not admit it to himself.
Title: Nature
Fandom: Labyrinth
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth
Warnings: No more than your average wildlife documentary
Prompt: Labyrinth, Jareth, His favorite form is actually the owl.
Jareth knows that he is bound by magic and the rules of his role and nature, and he knows that he will never feel more free than he does now, flying on ghostly quiet wings through the night skies of the worlds.
He hears the scurry of little claws; a mouse amidst the leaves. He glides down and siezes it and bleeds the life out of it with his talons, because he can and because this is what any owl would do. No one despises an owl for following its nature; except, perhaps, the mouse.
Truth: All lives destroy something.
Title: A Discerning Palate
Fandom: NBC Hannibal
Word count: 50
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannibal
Warnings: Cannibalism
Prompt: Hannibal, Hannibal, fast food.
Hannibal refuses to touch so-called "fast food"; at least the type you get from shops like McDonald's or KFC. His taste is far more refined than that.
He hums as he flips a meat patty, made from leftovers from his last hunt; an aspiring athlete with no manners at all.
Title: Tried & True
Fandom: NBC Hannibal
Word count: 50
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannibal
Warnings: Implied cannibalism
Prompt: Hannibal, Hannibal, his sense of smell prevents him from cooking that
Hannibal hides his digust as he steps away from the refrigerated aisle. He had thought to purchase ingredients for a quick meal, but he certainly won't be doing so here.
A woman shoves past him, pausing only to glare. Rude.
Don't they say the tried methods are best?
Title: Cast a Spell on You
Fandom: Labyrinth
Word account: 50
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth
Pairing: Jareth/Sarah
Prompt: Labyrinth, Jareth(/Sarah) (+ any of the Labyrinth's "citizens"), What if Sarah hadn't said no?
Sometimes Sarah almost misses the world from before. It was dull and unmagical and she wasn't appreciated, but...
Then Jareth wraps his arms around her or places a kiss to her neck, and she forgets all over again. Her home is here, with magic and goblins and all her friends.
Title: A Man of Wealth and Taste
Fandom: NBC Hannibal
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannibal
Prompt: Hannibal, Hannibal/Will, demons.
Often, Will is the Chesapeake Ripper in his dreams. He's so close (too close?); it is as though the devil has come to exorcise all other demons from his mind, or more accurately to devour them, so that only he remains to fill up the empty spaces.
Will dreams of dinner parties, of fine meals served with fine wines. He dreams that he is elegant and sophisticated and all of it is a well-tailored person suit.
"Will," calls Hannibal, and Will blinks back to himself. He looks, and if he sees the devil he will not admit it to himself.
Title: Nature
Fandom: Labyrinth
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth
Warnings: No more than your average wildlife documentary
Prompt: Labyrinth, Jareth, His favorite form is actually the owl.
Jareth knows that he is bound by magic and the rules of his role and nature, and he knows that he will never feel more free than he does now, flying on ghostly quiet wings through the night skies of the worlds.
He hears the scurry of little claws; a mouse amidst the leaves. He glides down and siezes it and bleeds the life out of it with his talons, because he can and because this is what any owl would do. No one despises an owl for following its nature; except, perhaps, the mouse.
Truth: All lives destroy something.