Prompt List For Cornley Christmas Chaos 2024

Prompt List for Cornley Christmas Chaos 2024

It is Friday the 13th, the perfect day for the prompts to finally be released! The AO3 Collection is open, so go forth and write to your heart’s content!

Before we get started, however, here’s a quick recap regarding how the different prompts work;

The 12 Point Prompt List is open for any interpretation you wish, be it literal, metaphorical, or maybe the prompt is only mentioned in passing. It’s up to you!

The 13th Prompt, also known as the Quote Prompt, is our additional challenge. The quote provided must, in full, be included in your fic. How you choose to include it is entirely up to you.

Now, it’s time!

Prompts: 1. Snowed In 2. Hanging Tinsel 3. Wish Lists 4. Gift Wrapping Mishaps 5. Sledding Adventures 6. Christmas Crackers 7. Mistletoe Moments 8. Traditions 9. Decorating the Tree 10. Candy Canes 11. Snow Angels 12. Christmas Movie Marathon

And now, for this year’s 13th prompt.

Quote Prompt: 13. “My buttons are made of biscuits”

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A gothic horror story where a gentleman from a good family gets haunted by something monstrous, which follows him around and keeps killing people around him at utter random, in cruel and horrifying ways. Specifically within circumstances where the protagonist has no alibi, and everything indicates that he committed the murders.

But the real horror is not that he would find himself accused of the murders, but that the people around him naturally assume that he did do it, but genuinely do not care, because the victims are never people that the society around him considers "important". The scullery maid of his household is found brutalised beyond recognition in a room where even the ceiling has been splattered with blood, and a constable of the local police brushes it off as a case of household discipline gone wrong, being horrifyingly casual with the assumption that the protagonist severely beat a girl in his service to death, and will dismiss it as an accident. The street urchin that the protagonist was seen talking with - wanting to help this poor little orphan - is found decapitated, severed head in the protagonist's fireplace. This, too, is calmly swept under the rug.

After every horrifying murder, the protagonist tries to seek help, to present the crime to authorities in hopes of getting some semblance of help, or at least clearing his own name of this, but every time it's brushed off. "These things do happen", he is reassured, like it's perfectly normal that a mansion of that size has a secret garden of unmarked graves in one shady corner.

The real horror is the ever-encompassing implication that this is perfectly normal.

It is truly uncanny how well this dialogue fits two of my mischievous OCs who also happen to be siblings.

Another of their highlights with the same energy:

sibling A: *running past a group of passerby* "You didn't see us!"

sibling B: *running after her a few seconds later* "No no no, you did see us! - But we ran that way!"

"There are only two ways this shit could have gotten this bad."

"And I'd like to remind you I have been in your custody for the last twelve hours."

"Noted. ONE way."

"When you find my sister, please tell her mummy liked me better."

Bryony Corrigan as Vanessa Wilcock-Wynn-Carroway as Queen Isobel in:

The Most Lamentable Tragedy of the Prince of England and His Long Lost Twin Brother, Prince Regent of France and the Problems Therein Experienced by All When they came to Know of One Another after a Battle (by Simon Shakespeare, cousin to the famous Colin Shakespeare)

6,129 stitches, 43 colours, and 50 hours, 39 minutes, 46 seconds (I tracked it)

The stitching is done!! I still need to iron it and finish it (I might frame it - I’d prefer to hoop it but it’s nearly 9” tall so I’d need to find a big enough hoop for that)

The inspiration photo:

God, there really is nothing like 20s detective fiction to remind you that prejudice is a social construct.

You'll have a story with a crossdressing thief which is mildly transmisogynistic but completely devoid of modern vitriol; it literally comes off as "here is a fun oddity that lets me be Clever about French grammar"

And in the very next story you will learn fifteen different slurs for Italians