#fic reference

[inklore]

if it's one thing your girl is great at it's making a million different google docs full of lists full of resources, ideas, etc that will help future me when it comes to posting fics.

fic titles are literally one of the biggest lists i have and not even in a perfect world where i write ten fics a day would i ever be able to use all of these, and i don't like to see things go to waste, and i know there's people out there that struggle with titles as much as i do. so i hope this list comes in handy for someone!

i don't think i need to say this but just in case: no one owns fic titles, anyone can use these, a dozen people or one or none. these are literally just words and letters. no one owns them. sharing is caring, enjoy lovies!

★ — ONE WORD.

overboard 

runaway 

repercussions 

sledgehammer 

stargazing 

symmetry 

deathless 

honey 

retrograde 

stitches 

gravity 

helpline 

hollow 

suffer 

pushing 

warrant 

want 

wonder 

emotions 

nonchalant 

lavender 

daydream 

nosebleed 

jigsaw 

static 

float 

limbs 

hologram 

careless 

lush 

rotting 

phonograph 

hypnotic 

splinters 

magnetic 

wasted 

lithium 

dealer 

she

candles 

sabotage 

secrets

better

crescendo

deny

phenomenon

nights

guilty

move

criminal

blue

rise

thirsty

strangers

clockwork

closer

hectic

change

somebody

more

misery

like

sour

lowkey

peaches

she

nervous

sympathy

scars

disappear

melody

gemini

cruel

persona

supernatural

nectar

obsessed

casual

tryant

xo

dare

honestly

yummy

out

paradise

nuts

groin

heaven

lost

stardust

tangerine

monolith

lunch

pov

perfume

dealer

tough

arson

★ — TWO WORDS.

hush hush

night away

heart stop

stone heart

waiting for

black rose

sad kids

spine breaker

look here

autumn leaves

for you

spring day

love maze

bad decisions

take two

wild flower

blue side

rainy days

face off

slow dancing

polar night

like crazy

club heaven

deeper water

romantic devil

hold me

angel eyes

picture you

after midnight

twilight zone

drain me

sorry sorry

pretty please

how sweet

bubble gum

empty box

love therapy

play me

red velvet 

cherry bullet 

midnight guest 

cherry wish 

code words

ghost walk

bad intentions 

atlas hands 

broken crown 

crystallized words 

filthy pride 

fresh eyes 

heavy feet 

hungry ghosts 

imaginary paintings 

neon jungle 

perfect storm 

slow hands 

stop signs 

sad farewells 

untranslated stars 

after hours 

bad liar 

bonfire heart 

bruised lips 

cherry bomb 

damaged goods 

dead end 

fire away 

gunpowder hourglass 

lonely together 

lost language 

old moons 

one dance 

paper knees 

sleepy eyes 

stolen dance 

vice city 

artificial heart 

cry baby 

daylight fading 

dream awake 

empty bottle 

exit wounds 

ghost orchards 

moving stones 

paper walls 

oceans away 

playing fiction 

something wild 

wild thoughts 

everybody’s fool 

eyes closed 

storms incarnate 

writing tragedies 

stereo driver 

soul searching 

party’s over 

backseat driving 

fearful heart 

backwards directions 

nosebleed seats 

high hopes 

lovers rock

wet dream 

selfish soul 

washed away 

rose rogue 

midnight sun 

teenage fantasy 

wandering romance 

sure thing 

wildest dreams 

rock candy

losing momentum 

ruin you 

heart holiday 

sink her 

cut splinters 

hot mess 

frozen devotion 

little star 

blind faith 

favorite crime 

romantic homicide 

those eyes 

play pretend 

plot line 

pretty poison 

intimidate you 

pretty face 

strawberry kisses 

lovers rock 

worlds apart 

desperate/separate ways 

those eyes 

the blonde 

loving machine 

spill blood

someone’s someone

★ — THREE WORDS.

got my number

happy without me

not over you

crazy for you

back to you

flame of love

just one day

let me know

hold me tight

make it right

closer than this

love me again

still with you

out of love

never let go

love in space

ready to bleed 

bleed for love

between the bars 

can’t be still

cold morning mist 

in cold blood

matter of time 

piece by piece 

ship to wreck 

taut with love 

waste a moment 

can’t see straight 

down and out 

in a blackout 

just like fire 

notes on tenderness 

across the room

fire with fire 

going half-mad

loving to ruins 

rust to gold

send my love 

talking in code 

cradling a dream 

cut to black 

dear to me 

run me dry 

dancing with demons 

kiss and tell 

if you care 

the cry out 

steal this night 

just for now 

heart on fire 

hold my head 

nobody but you 

simple and plain

a familiar sound 

fool for you 

drown your memory 

falling into you 

just like heaven 

warm like beaches 

love that stings 

rotting in places 

moves on you 

save your tears 

a single tear 

light my cigarette 

long nights, daydreams 

boys like you 

love me forever 

hands on me 

like a phonograph 

taking over me 

dug so deep 

touch the ground 

heart shaped box 

where’s my love

tears of gold

lover of mine 

love me wrong

kiss or kill 

exes and why’s 

love is easy 

stupid in love 

easy to love

lost with you 

glimpse of us 

keep you safe 

death with dignity 

just like heaven 

heart of glass 

baby i’m yours 

pull my strings 

★ — FOUR+ WORDS.

love me a little

happy without me

you can't hold my heart

wishing on a star

give it to me

around the world in a day

waste it on me

this mess is yours

feeling like i do 

on a war path 

blood on the surface 

corner of the sky 

do the divine love 

drinking the corinthian sun 

everything is laced in (add word) 

lost in the moment 

in the nick of time 

mouth like a pomegranate 

the bones you’re made of 

when the mania speaks 

all desire & no thought 

blue in the face 

collapsing and relapsing 

middle of the night 

sail to the sun 

lay down your arms 

falling into the sky 

take me where your heart is 

she’s like the bad weather 

kill for your love 

the cigarette and the smoker 

the match and the fuse 

saint, i’m a sinner 

when the sky comes falling 

pretty little hand in mine 

even when the sun don’t shine

staring at the sun / sunset 

tangled up with you all night 

paper airplanes flying 

maybe i’m a fool 

tastes like rock candy 

blood in a lemon

(a) heart ready to die 

fate is losing its patience 

at least we feel alive 

death for your secrets 

someone’s gonna ruin you 

dancing in a crowded room 

smell you on my clothes 

always taste like you 

leave me wanting more 

hunger for (insert here) 

swim before you drown 

put your hands on me 

drink my (these) tears and cry 

i’d sleep all day just to dream of you 

so high we never stood a chance 

i’d break down anytime for you 

maybe i’m wrong, or maybe it’s true 

i only breathe so that i breathe with you

a worn out cassette 

lips on my cold neck 

talking in my sleep 

make me feel like someone else 

locked inside your heart 

hooked on her flesh 

it’s bloody and raw 

the angel of small death 

just a couple sinners 

smiles cover your heart 

charmer and the snake 

stuck on your thumb 

if i killed someone for you 

dancing with your ghost 

i miss you, i’m sorry 

woman of the hour 

shut up and look pretty 

queen of the night 

devil in a dress 

the thought of you 

to be your lover 

falling over you 

just like a movie 

love on the line 

[mgu-h]

inside of lando's place in season 7

[dubiousanon]

If yk me then yk we got memes

And then Kakashi's jaw just DROPS someone hold me back I'm gonna do it

[danishphoner]

saw this on x twitter and immediately thought “oh, miles and alex. exactly in this order”

[lavenderstobins]

resource for st fic writers

hi! I’ve been compiling a list of every named character shown or mentioned in stranger things. i think this could be helpful for other fic writers too, so i wanted to share the link!

it’s not super detailed and it’s still being updated, but here’s an example of it:

hope other people find it helpful!

[frozenwolftemplar]

Somehow, the Carmen Sandiego brainrot has taken hold even though I haven't watched an episode in months (no idea how that happened). So, how's about some headcanons? (feel free to play with any or all if they strike your fancy)

-- Carmen's room in headquarters has two wall clocks, one set to San Diego time and one to Ontario because

-- Player has a veritable army of cousins. Carmen never got a straight number because just when she thinks she's got them down, he'll offhandedly mention someone having a baby or something; quite honestly, he can't keep track either.

-- Carmen is nearly hopeless with numbers. Time zones, exchange rates, converting to imperial units when she's in the U.S., she never got the hang of any of it and has learned to just consult Player.

-- "Okay, that guy at the front desk said I'm ten miles from the Grand Canyon. How many-" "Sixteen, Red. Keep an eye out, it's easy to miss." "Very funny."

-- It drove the Faculty absolutely nuts that their 'golden opportunity' is math-stupid; they chalked it up to something she got from her mother's side.

-- It's not. Dexter Wolfe was just *that* good at hiding his dyscalculia.

-- The one math-y thing she can do is card counting, a key component of being an incorrigible cheat at board/card games. Because she will cheat at anything and everything.

-- Seriously, one time Zach and Ivy found an old Candyland game (just lying around the warehouse, don't ask) and Carmen, who had never seen the game in her life, positively trounced them.

-- They just *know* she has to be cheating but can't prove it.

-- Ivy, bewildered, to Carmen's cat-that-got-the-canary face: "How does someone cheat at Candyland?!?" She's just that good.

-- Whenever Shadowsan plays her in cards, it takes all of two minutes for the game to devolve from 'whatever they were supposed to be playing' to 'who's better at sleight of hand.' Not that he condones cheating, mind, but if Carmen's going to, well, he's not just going to let her get away with that.

-- Carmen as a kid was a very picky eater (her adventurous spirit not extending to the culinary world); the Faculty was as helpful as you'd expect.

-- "Dammit, Saira, I told you to quit trying to feed her that rice!" "Well I need someone to taste test-" (absolutely no sense of taste on Saira; lab accident, we don't talk about it) "-and you certainly haven't volunteered. Besides, this newest formula is fortified with three essential vitamins and minerals (at least, I think they're essential), which is more than those sweets you keep plying her with." "At least she eats those!"

-- Ivy and Zach are high school dropouts, figuring they could get ahead better with racing than with academics. As part of joining ACME they get their GED's (since they require *at least* a high school diploma) and the whole team (plus Chase and Julia) help out and are so proud when they pass.

-- The first thing Carmen always does in the morning, something that doesn't change post-series, is call Player. It's also the last thing she does before turning in at night. She can't imagine being any other way, and neither can he. (crud, they're just the bestest friends, I love them so much)

[soggy-fishsticks]

@altocat Ta-da!!!! ✨️✨️✨️ ....this MAY OR MAY NOT be a reference to that fic I wrote a week or so ago......

other stuff + small speedpaint below :P

ALSO YEAH I FORGOT ABOUT THE SOUND EFFECT....

[sleeplesssmol]

Carbuncle Growth Promoter

A medicine used by arcanists and approved for usage on humans. It accelerates cell regeneration, thus promoting natural healing. However, it's more effective in arcanists than humans.

[captainlaurence]

Okay, here is a complete list of all the injuries our beloved aviators and co. sustain throughout the series.

Throne of Jade:

William Laurence

Harness buckle cut deep into right thigh.

Knife wound to left shoulder just under collarbone.

Splinter across forehead and thigh.

John Granby:

Shot, left torso.

Temeraire:

Barbed ball to the chest.

Black Powder War:

Tenzing Tharkay:

Eagle talon marks on both hands.

Hot poker to right thigh.

Temeraire:

Bullet holes in wings.

Empire of Ivory:

William Laurence

Glass bottle to forehead.

Severe lashing across back and right arm where flogger missed.

Temeraire:

Claw marks from helping Messoria, Immortalis, and Co. to the shore from the Allegiance.

Victory of Eagles:

William Laurence

Splinters from the Goliath down both legs.

Tongues of Serpents:

William Laurence

Split lip.

Glass shard in cheek and small ones in his hands.

Splinters in his right side just above belt line.

Two cracked ribs.

(Let's take a moment to appreciate that Laurence's upper hook was powerful enough to lift a man off his feet.)

John Granby:

Not specified but presumably not much better off than Laurence.

Tenzing Tharkay:

Split knuckles, right hand.

Crucible of Gold:

William Laurence

Scratch marks on side of face from fight on the beach, superficial and may not scar?

John Granby:

Amputation - Left arm, above his elbow.

Emily Roland:

Booted in the face by a sailor - broken nose, badly reset, lip torn and cheek split open.

Temeraire:

Cannon ball under wing joint.

Blood of Tyrants:

William Laurence:

Various blade and pistol shot markings from his time serving in the Navy prior to 1805 (from Junichiro's observations.)

Rope Burns to feet and legs from keeping sandals tied on.

Sword cut to right shoulder from assassination attempt in the Chinese camp.

Deep sword wound to right bicep while rescuing Temeraire from rockslide.

Partially scalped across forehead and right side of his skull.

Another deep stab wound to left arm with a knife.

Tenzing Tharkay:

Lashes on back, more than once.

Burn marks from hot irons on limbs.

Broken hands, several fingers need splints.

Temeraire:

Hack marks from swords along spine from murder attempt.

League of Dragons:

William Laurence:

Gunshot to right side, entry and exit wounds.

Temeraire:

Burn marks through both wing membranes from barn fire.

Bullet wounds on belly from the charge against the French in Switzerland.

Jane Roland:

Worth noting there is a long scar between her middle and ring finger on her right hand acquired sometime in the years between Victory of Eagles and League of Dragons.

[macaquepissjar]

him in ch5 be like

To my ao3 followers I'm cooking up a roleswap au but since I've already posted I'm going to write up like two more chapters for it and then post! :))

[linskywords]

Not sure if you have seen this but its a wonderful Macklin vs overbearing father primer:

https://www.tumblr.com/moondoggiestyle/767340345455427584/macklin-celebrini-daddy-issues-102

Oh yeah, I love this! Amazing resource on Mack and his dad. This bit jumped out at me in particular:

...which, from a fic perspective, is delicious to consider. how do you know if someone cares about you if they’re not pushing you to be better every day? if they’re not finding your limit and tasking you to go beyond it? can you trust that they really care about you if they’re not showing it in a way that tests your abilities to the brink?

INTRIGUING. This is just begging for a journey into learning how to accept non-demanding love.

Also, the speculation at the end about Mack being on the cusp of potential revelations about who he himself is outside of his dad's influence, complicated by his dad still being enmeshed in his life. Sounds to me like someone who'd have a very hard time admitting if any part of himself didn't fit the picture of who he's supposed to be (like, say, his sexuality).

[sflow-er]

Small collection of Stella's expressions and body language for fic reference:

[thedomesticanthropologist]

Elven ear massage ft. Astarion and Mira

This is a poorly veiled instructional guide, NOT a drabble/ficlet. There is no romance, it's... look, I just want you guys to understand how to massage ears 😅 if you use this tag me so I can read what you write ! Enjoy the info

Her skilled fingers traced gentle circles along the outer rim of Astarion's ear, applying light to moderate pressure. This technique stimulated the vagus nerve, fostering a sense of relaxation and diminishing stress. Astarion felt a subtle release of tension as Mira's hands moved with purpose.

Transitioning to the earlobes, Mira's touch became deliberate. She applied a gentle pressure, incorporating tugging and pulling motions. This activated the release of endorphins, contributing to Astarion's overall sense of well-being. The rhythmic press and release on his earlobes offered a comforting sensation, and the rogue found himself surrendering to the calming effects.

Moving to the upper part of the ear by gently dragging her fingertips from one place to the next in order to telegraph where her movements were going, Mira employed careful strokes. Up, down, then a little higher, gradually moving to the new placement.

Transitioning to moderate pressure (pinching with the flat of the forefinger and thumb, no nails) targeted the trigeminal nerve, a technique known to alleviate tension and headaches. Astarion felt a soothing warmth spreading through his head, a subtle relief from the strains of the day.

In the middle of Astarion's ear, Mira seamlessly blended kneading and pinching motions. These targeted pressure points associated with balance and emotional stability. The moderate pressure, applied with expertise, created a nuanced dance that left feelings of a restored sense of equilibrium.

Transitioning to the inner ear, Mira's touches became delicate. The light pressure on this sensitive area activated points linked to internal organs, promoting vitality. In the undead, perhaps not, but it was relaxing nonetheless.

Throughout the session, Mira maintained a mindful dialogue, chatting about each step and nerve trigger, checking in with Astarion to ensure the pressure and techniques were comfortable. The massage lasted around 10-15 minutes. Short, but sweet.

In the end, to finish it off, Mira employed a technique for soothing the stress response of the body. A pinch to both earlobes at once, pulling down with enough pressure that She had to be mindful to verbally ensure that there was no pain. This position she held a for a count of twenty seconds. Then, the fleshy outer part of the middle ear. Pull. Hold.

Higher up. Pull. Hold. The tip. Pull, hold. Once finished, her fingers very firmly found the round of bone behind his ears, and did the same to the flesh there. Push, very firmly, and Pull down. Hold. Move to the middle. Push the skin down, pull back towards the back of the head, hold. Then to the top of the bone. Push, pull up and back. Hold.

Finally, right before she left him to his wine and books for the evening, she pressed two fingers right into the center of his forehead, between his brows. Pushed with pressure, and held for 20 seconds. Upon release, his entire body felt a wave of relaxation.

The cleric said good night, and he rested without nightmares that evening.

[fangbangerghoul]

Inside the Lodge

[private-bryan]

Was doing some digging through my Ireland holiday snaps and found one I hadn't shared - if anyone wants some in-universe bands to reference for fics, I have a photo of the listings for the mixtape Orla was listening to in the 3x07 opening:

As far as I can work out Sunchyme is the only real song in the list, but "Two Smashed Hearts" is (again, in universe) apparently a local indie band as we see some posters for them in the background in some episodes:

[beewritesstuff]