#harximoff music man au

[aparticularbandit]

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File Names:

The Thrall of Magic

Agave Fallout pt. 1

Harximoff Music Man

profic attempt 2

Fix It Fix with Andi not Dying

Snippet from Harximoff Music Man:

Agatha makes her way over to the ticket master, who half-leans over the counter, staring up at the clouds and out past her, and leans against the counter, charming smile on her lips.  “Howdy, neighbor.”

The ticket master’s gaze drops to her, dark eyes blunt and bored.  She raises one eyebrow by way of response.

That is not the response Agatha was expecting, but she’ll take it.  Acknowledgment is key.  “Can you direct me towards a good hotel, hon?”

“The Dolphin,” the ticket master replies, dark eyes still blunt but now hard, “up in New York City.”  Then she turns away from Agatha and shuts the window with a wooden shutter.  It clicks as the latch on the other side locks it shut.

Agatha blinks twice.  She’d seen the Dolphin when she was in New York, and it was a nice hotel, although she would never have stayed there.  Too much of a dark aura.  Didn’t trust it.  But she’s concerned that the immediate response wasn’t a hotel in town or nearby anyway.  That’s fine, though.  She can ask someone else.  No harm, no foul.

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Harximoff Music Man AU:

Agatha as Harold Hill

Wanda as Marian

That's it, that's the post.

[aparticularbandit]

hello!! profic attempt 2?

WIP Wednesday Game

Put words into profic and then here are the additional words into Music Man!

“No, I don’t.”  Darcy shakes her head.  “We don’t do much for fun around here.  I prank people sometimes, but Jane thinks that’s childish.”  She glances up at Agatha and meets her eyes.  “We talk about the weather.  It sucks.”

“And this is where you decided to settle down.”  Agatha lets out a sigh and pats Darcy’s shoulder.  “You chose this place, hon.  You can leave any time.”

Darcy takes a longer gulp of her spiked tea and shakes her head.  “Nope.  I’m stuck here.  It’s a nice place.  Real nice.  Sometimes sucks.  But mostly it’s nice.”

“You’ve been using that word a lot, hon.  Nice.”

Darcy shrugs.  “Well, it is!  It’s nice!”  She sighs.  “I like it.”

[aparticularbandit]

"profic attempt 2" please!

WIP Wednesday Game

Got your words into profic and here are additional words for Music Man!

Agatha takes another sip of her spiked tea.  “I’m here to pull a job, hon.”  She sits on the couch next to Darcy, finally, and pats her briefcase.  “I’ve been selling magic again.  Boring little place like this shouldn’t be too hard, as long as I’ve got an in.”  She elbows her friend.  “Know anything new around town, dear?  Anything that could help?”

Darcy takes a deep breath in.  “Not really?  Mayor’s wife tried to get one of those movie theaters built, but she couldn’t raise enough money for it.  Flicks are expensive.”

Agatha elbows her again.  “C’mon, Darce.  You’ve got to have something.”

[aparticularbandit]

hope your wip wednesday has been a productive one so far! some more Harximoff Music Man today?

WIP Wednesday Game

It was! It was very productive! Thanks for asking!

Darcy winces and gives Agatha a disgusted look as she sets what could just as easily be a huge mason jar full of tea and a smattering of sliced lemons onto the counter.  “Me?  Settle down?  Agnes, I would never—”

Agatha just raises one eyebrow.  Lets her gaze drop to the huge jar full of tea and the two normally sized mason jars that Darcy pulls from one of the cabinets and then return to Darcy.  Crosses her arms.

“Fine,” Darcy says as she scoops tea into each of the mason jars.  “I guess,” she puts the huge jar back in the fridge, “I guess, yeah, I settled down.”  She returns with a bottle of whiskey and pours a bit into each of their glasses before returning to the living room and handing one to Agatha.  Then she sighs and leans back onto her couch.  “Found me a nice girl—”

“If I remember correctly, hon, you used to say Jane was—”

“—a little tight ass, yeah, she still is.”  Darcy takes a sip of her tea, and an oddly fond smile creases her lips.  “But she’s also, you know, real nice.  Doesn’t hate me being here.  Found me a nice job at the general store.”  She pats the cushion next to her.  “It’s nice, you know.  Not stealing from everyone.”

Agatha doesn’t sit.  She keeps her arms crossed as she takes a sip of her tea.  Not bad.  Her eyes scan the room again.  “Nice for you, maybe, dear, but this isn’t—”

“I could set you up with someone!”  Darcy grins.  “Jane’s got a bunch of friends who I’m sure would love—”

“No, Darcy.”

[aparticularbandit]

okay so i got three likes so here’s your cast of characters for harximoff au (cast possible to change):

agatha harkness as harold hill

wanda maximoff as marian paroo

billy and tommy maximoff as winthrop paroo and amaryllis i’m mixing and matching elements of these two characters with billy and tommy and ditching the amaryllis crush on winthrop subplot

pietro maximoff as mrs. paroo we’re doing some reinterpreting of the paroo family here, and instead of having a mother who is very interested in her “has never been on a date” daughter getting together with “someone c’mon marian your standards are so stinking high”, wanda gets a twin brother who is very interested in his “it’s been years please move on from your dead husband, you can do it, c’mon, it’s healthy” sister getting together with “someone look the traveling saleswoman isn’t even going to be here for a while c’mon”

claire debella as mayor shinn

birdie jay as eulalie mackecknie shinn we are mixing and matching elements of mayor shinn and his wife here; it’ll make sense when we get there

rose solano/clara ruvelle as tommy djilas

luisa alver as zaneeta shinn look luisa as claire and birdie’s daughter LET ME HAVE THIS

darcy lewis as marcellus washburn

jimmy woo and jane foster as members of the school board also creative reinterpretation here let me have this

tyler hayward as charlie cowell

there is a lot of creative reinterpretations going on here with some of the characters and playing around with things, but like. for the purposes of this general au.  i think this is who i’m going with for these different characters.

[aparticularbandit]

...okay but do you want to know the cast for the Harximoff Music Man au

...know who plays what role

...or do y'all wanna be surprised?

[aparticularbandit]

So! I have a mostly finalized cast for the Harximoff Music Man AU! Which is exciting!

Claire and Birdie are in it!

Rose and Luisa are in it!

I'm excited!

And also here is Shipoopi, almost none of you know what this is, go educate yourselves. : P

[aparticularbandit]

BEEN MUSIC MAN.

HALFWAY THROUGH.

MAN I LOVE THIS SHOW.

[aparticularbandit]

Profic attempt 2, this week?

WIP Wednesday Game

Have done words there and these are the additional words!

The train chugs away from the station after one final overwhelmingly loud toot of its horn, and Agatha Harkness stands staring at the new city surrounding her.  It isn’t New York, that’s for certain, but if she’s honest with herself, she’s glad with that.  She takes in a breath of fresh air and sighs.  Then she shoves her luggage a little higher on her shoulder, tightens her hand on her briefcase and—

Oh.  Right.

Agatha takes her straw hat off and lets her long, dark hair tumble about her shoulders.  No need to hide that anymore.  And besides, now she can use her natural charm.  She hates having to hide herself on the trains, but that’s the best way to get out of town on the quick anymore.  Too many people have other ways of catching up.  But a train?  Good riddance.

Then Agatha sets her shoulders and starts forward to explore Westview and get a lay of the land in which she’s found herself.

[aparticularbandit]

music man

music man

music man

music man

!!!!

WIP Wednesday Game

SO. FINISHED THE FIRST CHAPTER. but gonna wait a while before posting it because this one is mostly for me and for me having fun with a music man au and i want to wait a bit before posting anything from it.

Agatha shrugs and stands, taking hold of the loop above her seat.  “Seems a good place.”  She glances down at Hayward where he stays seated in the spot between her seat and the aisle.  “Unless you know something I don’t.  Friend.”

Hayward’s smile freezes, and his dark eyes flash even more darkly.  “Westview is a waste of a town.  No one there ever buys anything.  Not from a traveling salesman.”  He gives a little nod.  “You should sit back down, missy.  Wait for a better stop.”

“I think I’ll take my chances.”  Agatha meets his eyes, shifts her briefcase in one hand.  Her stomach clenches again as the train rattles horribly, and suddenly it lurches, forcing Agatha forward towards Hayward, who immediately scuttles back and away from her, toppling into the aisle, as she holds tight to the loop keeping her upright.  One corner of her lips lifts, smug.  “Why, thank you, kind sir,” she says as she steps out and over him, as he glares up at her, scooting back along the aisle so that she doesn’t step on him.  “Let me just—”  She grabs her luggage from above the seat and offers Hayward another grin before walking down the aisle towards the exit.

“Your name,” Hayward calls after her.

Agatha turns just enough to flash him a grin.  “Harkness,” she says, tipping her straw hat towards him.  “Agatha Harkness.”  Then she sets a hex on him to keep him there just long enough for the train to leave the station without his trying to follow her.

Magic – what a wonderful thing!

[aparticularbandit]

it is somehow already wednesday again? i'm gonna request Harximoff Music Man cause i have to know if you mean 'ya got trouble right here in river city 'music man

WIP Wednesday Game

....

Trouble with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool, you say?

(I do indeed mean that Music Man! ...and our Agatha as Harold Hill is still on the train at the very beginning. Let me have this I love it so much already.)

Someone shoves into the seat next to Agatha – shoves her with the warm press of a hand on her arm – just as the train car starts to slow, to rattle and shake in that way that means they’re coming to a stop and, more importantly, means she’s going to feel nauseous and uncomfortable again, and Agatha startles awake, jumps, holds her briefcase tighter to her chest, pulls her hat a little more firmly down about her ears.  “Something the matter, dear?”  Her blue eyes glance up to the same man as before as he twirls the edge of his moustache around one finger again.  Something inside her clenches even tighter, and she tries not to grit her teeth.

“Just didn’t get your name, that’s all.”  The man removes his finger from his moustache and holds out his hand.  “Hayward.  Tyler Hayward.  I’m in the business of anvils.  Never know when you’re gonna need a good anvil.”

“Unless you’re a blacksmith, you’ll never ‘need a good anvil’, dear,” Agatha mutters under her breath.  She notes the way he raises one eyebrow and forces herself to smile.  “Didn’t get my name because I didn’t offer it, stranger.”  Her voice drops and becomes as husky as she can make it, as though if she tries hard enough he might mistake her for a man.  She nods past him.  “And this is my stop.”

Hayward stares at her, chuckles a bit.  “Westview?  New Jersey?  You’re really going to stop there, friend?”

You’re no friend of mine.

[aparticularbandit]

"Harximoff Music Man" this seems new, so perhaps some of this please?

WIP Wednesday Game

It is! It is new! I literally started it yesterday! It doesn't even have a thousand words yet!

And I already love it.

Agatha ignores the guy still railing against her and scoots closer to the window, bright, bottle blue eyes scanning the scenery as it shifts from the smoke and grit and grime of the city to the rolling fields of something much more rural, the sky shifting from browns and greys to the lightest blue and softest fluffs of cloud that reminded her, sometimes, of home.  What home once was, anyway.  It’s nothing like that now, nothing like what she remembers, which is probably for the best.  What she remembers almost got her killed, after all.

Besides, looking out the window helps Agatha to relax on the now much smoother train.  Every now and again, it rattles roughly, causing her stomach to give another lurch, but for the most part, she’s okay.  She’s okay.  And with the droning of the man at the front who still, on occasion, uses her name as a new naughty word or a point of contention for the salesmen who might still be listening, her eyes flutter shut, and she begins to slumber.