#wip title game

[rcmclachlan]

For the wip title game: post-doheny park alt meeting?

I should've mentioned this in the previous one, but I started writing this one before the S8 premiere. Then 8x06 sucked all the fun out of it and I ended up leaving it alone for a while, but since everything's made up and the points don't matter, it's so back baybeeeee!

The call picks up on the third ring and a friendly voice carols over the speaker, "Thank you for calling Kinard Air: We're not happy 'til you're not happy. This is Tommy speaking, how may I help you?"

"You really thought you could just dine and dash on us, Kinard?" Hen asks with the tone of someone who is incredibly offended. It's ruined by how hard she's grinning.

Bobby's turnouts squeak as he twists around in his seat, a startled smile curving his mouth and his eyebrows practically kissing his hairline. It seems like of all the voices in the world that could've come out of Hen's phone, he hadn't been expecting that one.

Buck throws Eddie a glance in askance, but all he gets back is a confused shrug.

The speaker crackles a little under the force of the guy's laugh, which is so infectious that a smile unexpectedly erupts on Buck's face. Some people are just like that. Maddie's one of those people: if she's smiling, so is everyone else around her.

"I think that was more of a deluge and dash," Tommy Kinard says cheerfully. "Did it do the trick? I dumped the whole payload, but there are a bunch of ingrounds below me if you need me to swing back for another go. I don't mind ruining Ashley Baxter's pool party for the greater good."

"Ashley Baxter?"

Hen swats at Buck's face when he crowds in close to hear better. He shrugs at the side-eye she gives him. Her friend just saved their asses and he sounds like a really cool guy, plus his voice is making something ping pleasantly in Buck's brain, the way a radio DJ with a deep register does sometimes. Maybe he's got a podcast.

"My least favorite teammate's kid, who's been whining all week about wanting her 13th birthday to go viral. I think I can help her out."

wip titles game

[thesafecafe]

🗂️ wip tag game! 🗂️

make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. tag as many people as you have WIPs. people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you @shuadotcom for the tag! I have well over 60+ wips so I'm just gonna put a few up here:

"Open Windows"

"i still love her though"

"Say His Name"

"Scream 96' "

"Dark Whispers"

"Body"

"My Pretty Boy"

"Stay Forever"

"Care For Me"

"Within You"

"Devil I Know"

"Love You Like Me"

Tagging: @brownsugarbaybee, @hee0soo, @bad-euph0ria, @andysorbit, @calibabii21, @frenchkisstheabyss, @multifandomslxt, @agust-june, @welcometomyoasis, @potatomountain, @ja3hwa, @smileysuh

no pressure y'all <3

[stealingpotatoes]

WIP TITLE GAME (except i havent got an open askbox so you're using comments to get snippets)

@dramaqueen243 commented: ahsoka cal chat rewrite!

As she grew older, it became a sharp survival instinct. Inquisitors bled loudly into the Force, a scratching, scraping presence that warned her to stop reaching and start running. A warning she too-often ignored, but a warning nonetheless. It had been rare to find anything else.  Reaching out now, she expected the quiet peace of the sleeping academy. The padawans’ signatures hummed gently at the back of her mind, all varying levels of untrained brightness. Stronger, she could sense Ezra (a presence so intertwined with his planet that if she were any more tired, she would’ve thought she was back on Lothal) and Luke (so strong even in sleep and far, far too familiar). Merrin’s Nightsister-foreign signature was always a little harder to sense, but all Ahsoka had to do was sense for Cal, who… Ahsoka blinked her eyes back open, her markings forming a solid furrow on her brow.  Cal, whose half-shielded presence sung loud, panicked, and very much awake.

[lotusbxtch]

Kim!!!

Please please tell us about dude ranch dbf Joel!!

And I’m gonna be greedy and ask about stripper whiskey as well because girl whaaaaat i am here for that 😮‍💨

Hi darling! So dude ranch DBF!Joel x f!Reader is something I've had knocking around in my head for a few months now (I even made a Pinterest board for it!) but haven't gotten around to actually writing.

The premise is that Joel and Reader's dad were best friends growing up, but went to different high schools and thus took different paths in life. Reader's dad became something white collar and six-figure... an attorney, a marketing executive, etc. Joel stayed blue collar, and so the two of them drifted apart. (So Reader and Joel have never met before.) However, Reader's dad runs into Tommy somewhere and Tommy invites him to come visit the dude ranch that he and Joel run outside of Austin.

Reader's dad is a bit of a prick and only cares about Reader for her braggable qualities ("my daughter went to ____ college," "my daughter works at ______", etc.). He likes to keep up appearances and has run out of friends, so he wants to rekindle his friendship with Joel. He decides that Reader's whole family will be going to the dude ranch for a month-long summer trip.

Joel and Reader both fight their attraction to each other for different reasons, but as the summer goes on, it becomes harder and harder to deny it to themselves and to each other.

Also for anyone that doesn't know what a dude ranch is: what is a dude ranch? (I realize that it may be a very American thing, haha)

Tropes: forbidden romance, age gap romance, dad's best friend, cowboy romance, city girl/country boy. Perhaps others! Let me know if you'd like to be tagged when I write it.

If you want to see more of my WIP titles: click here

Cowboy Joel, anyone? @for-a-longlongtime @mountainsandmayhem @alltheirdamn @joelmillerisapunk @sin-djarin @itwasntimethatdidit40 @guiltyasdave @almostfoxglove @almostempty @chippedowlmug @reggiesfilthylittlesecret @arcanefox207 @legendary-pink-dot @penvisions @luxurychristmaspudding @swankyorange @mermaidgirl30 @perotovar

[moonydanny]

(Not) Belonging, please!

*eek* I love this one! It's a little angsty in my head, but with a happy ending. Here's the idea I have for this one:

So Buck has an accident on the job. Nothing too bad, but dangerous enough that it’s touch and go for a minute. He has to have surgery (something with only a couple of months or so of recovery).

Tommy was at the call with them, working with the ground crew of the 217, and he sees Evan collapse. He doesn’t think, he just reacts and runs to him and next thing he knows, they’re at the hospital waiting for Buck to come out of surgery.

He keeps himself a little away from the rest of the 118, he doesn’t belong there anymore, hasn’t seen or talked to any of them in the two months since the breakup. He shouldn’t even be in the waiting room, really, but he can’t move. He’s fused to the chair. At some point, it’s Maddie who sits next to him. Holds his hand. Leans on him, with her head on his shoulder. He thinks he would burst into tears if he wasn’t completely numb. But he squeezes her hand gently.

When the doctor comes out and asks for Evan Buckley’s family, he stands up, but doesn’t come closer, stays at the back of the group. He can hear well enough. The doctor says Evan is okay. It’ll take a couple of months, but they expect a full recovery.

Tommy stops listening. His ears ring. He can see everyone’s relief, and his is so damn strong he’s surprised he’s still on his feet. Maddie turns to him, her eyes full of tears, but a little smile on her lips and that’s it. He feels the contents of his stomach coming back up and takes one, two, three steps towards the trash can at the edge of the room and doubles over to vomit.

What do you think?

[dadvans]

Short Term Solutions for the wip game! 💕💕💕

for the WIP title meme!

tbh can't remember what i've posted from this one before--

Tommy feels like he’s walking onto another scene when he shows up at Evan’s apartment. There’s smoke, albeit thinning through every open window, and Evan is standing on the table waving a sheet pan at the detector high overhead on the ceiling. “Hey.” Evan doesn’t look down at him. Tommy sees a smothered pot on the stove’s back burner, hallmark of a grease fire. “How do you feel about pizza?” “I love pizza,” he offers, like there’s a monster out there that somehow doesn’t. He tries to hide the worry in his voice and makes his way around the kitchen island to the stove so he can help dispose of the smoldering remains of dinner. “I’ll call Dominoes as soon as I’m not afraid of this alarm going off again,” Evan says. “Don’t worry about it.” Fuck Dominoes. Evan’s clearly had a long day, and Tommy is hungry but he’s not that hungry. They’re doing the overpriced hole-in-the-wall down the street where Ryan Gosling was apparently caught by paparazzi last week. He’s fine paying. “I can call.” Evan gives in without a fight, so he must really be at his limit. “Thanks.” It’s tough to see him like this. His usual spark has been dimming more and more the past month since Gerrard resumed control of the 118, and even on the really bad days, he seems reluctant to talk about it. The first time they did, Tommy tried to pass along wisdom from what he remembered of Gerrard: keep your head down, don’t go out of your way to do anything you weren’t asked to do (especially on a call), stay in your lane, and document every goddamn thing as best as you can the second it happens. But these days Tommy can see it in the dismissive way that Evan will crack open a beer on the countertop and say, “Nothing, nothing, you know, asked me if i moved out here ‘cause California is the land of fruits and nuts again,” that there is something worse and more complicated going on under the surface, something Evan refuses to let him help carry the weight on for a variety of reasons. It sucks. Tommy wants to help, and watching Evan struggle and buckle under whatever is going down at the 118 without him is starting to scare him. Something’s gotta give, and Tommy knows it inevitably will. The best thing he knows he can do until further notice is focus on short term solutions. He can take care of a smoking pan while Evan stands helplessly on his kitchen table. He can order a large Hellraiser, extra meat. He can get Evan so far outside of his head he’s boneless and thoughtless and can temporarily forget. “Delivery ETA is sixty minutes,” Tommy announces as he gets off the phone. “Shit, I’m sorry,” Evan says, gingerly getting off the table and setting the pan down. “I told you I’d have dinner ready, you’re probably starving. I can probably throw a salad together—“ “Don’t worry about it,” Tommy says, and that’s when he notices one of Evan’s hands is loosely wrapped. “Are you okay?” Evan seems to have forgotten about it, and looks down at his own palm when he sees Tommy staring. “What? Oh, yeah, got distracted, burned it. Then totally forgot I left the heat on high when I went to take care of it, and“—he waves his good hand vaguely around at the thinning smoke, a half-laugh catching in his throat clearly directed at himself—“yeah. Just can’t seem to stay out of my own way today.” There’s something unsaid there, some kind of weakness Evan doesn’t seem willing to part with, and it breaks Tommy’s heart. He maneuvers his way over to Evan’s side, taking him by the wrist to gently kiss over the burn. “Well, we have an hour.” He sighs. “Tell you what. Let me take care of you, get you out of your head for a bit. Then, after dinner, can we talk about it?” Evan stares up at him, eyes so big. Some invisible weight seems to slough off his shoulders at the suggestion alone, and he nods. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”

[zzoomacroom]

Retired amnesia Dream + coma Hob for WIP ask game please 🥺🥺🥺

Thank you for the ask! @linzod asked about this one too, and I'm super excited about it! I only have it outlined so far, but I'm hoping to write it once I'm done with the mpreg fic.

So Murphy is just some guy, as far as he knows. He's an artist, and he's kind of a shut-in with no friends and no life to speak of. He starts having really vivid dreams that, unbeknownst to him, are showing him memories of his past life. He also keeps having these recurring dreams where he meets with this guy named Hob who seems really familiar and keeps telling Murphy that he's real, he's been looking for him, he's trapped in the Dreaming and he needs Murphy to find him in the waking world. Murphy doesn't believe any of it, thinks his unconscious mind made the whole thing up, and he's like, "great, I'm so lonely that my sleeping mind made me an imaginary friend." But then he keeps finding clues suggesting that Hob is telling the truth. He goes to the White Horse and, even though it's abandoned and boarded up, he recognizes it from his dreams. He also maybe finds mentions of Hob in historical texts, the drawing of them from the 1789 meeting, etc. So now he understands that it's all true, and he has to find Hob and hopefully regain his memories in the process.

Now I'm going to put what's happening from Hob's perspective under the cut, because it's a plot twist that would be revealed later in the story.

So how did they end up in this situation? Well, after the Wake, Hob became more unhinged than ever and couldn't accept that Dream was dead. So he planned to do a whole "Dream of a Thousand Cats" style thing and have a thousand people dream that Morpheus is alive again. But in order to organize and orchestrate this whole plan, Hob puts himself into a magically induced coma so he can stay in the Dreaming and make sure the plan works. But once it does, he finds himself stuck there. The mysterious and sketchy person he hired to put him into this coma has disappeared, and now he's trapped with no way to wake up. Morpheus keeps finding him when he dreams, so Hob is overjoyed about that but heartbroken that Morpheus doesn't remember him and doesn't believe any of his dreams are real. Eventually, Morpheus finds Hob in the waking world, wakes him up, gets his memories back, and they live happily ever after.

I don't want to give too much away, but I will say that this fic will also feature Death, Delirium, Daniel, Lucienne, Matthew, Johanna Constantine and Mad Hettie.

Hopefully I'll actually be able to get it written before too long 😭

[emeraldhazeart]

WIP Title Game

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! then tag as many people as you have WIPS.

I'm not really sure if I'm doing this correctly, but thank you for the tag @thebeckster 💚

I won't list all the titles in my WIP folder, because some of them are just text dumps for parts I've cut but don't want to lose.

Solace (UTMV)

Robin's Nest (UTMV)

Heavy is the Crown (UTMV)

Wildflower (HM/SoS)

Small Comforts and Sun Rays (UTMV)

April Drabble Prompts 2023 (HM/SoS)

Blue Moon Valley (HM/SoS)

If you've been on my Ao3, you'll know what most of these are just by the names 😅

No pressure tags : @sneakyfox55 @lizzie-tempest @miscneilleaneous @hannah-heartstrings @under-art-reblogs @robanilla @naturaldreamer and anyone else that would like to join in 💚

[523rdrebel]

*Slides into the caf shop*

Hello I want to know more about “The CF99 Special” 😎🧡

♥️♥️♥️

Thank you, @vimse !

The CF99 Special was inspired by a little Hunter x Reader one shot I did.

The Bad Batch are ex soldiers, medically discharged for various reasons:

- Hunter: Severe Chronic Migraines

- Crosshair: Loss of Limb, He has a prosthetic forearm

- Wrecker: Injuries sustained in an Explosion, Blind in one eye, partially deaf in one ear.

- Tech: PTSD and Memory Loss, (Has much improved since his discharge)

- Echo: Injuries sustained in an explosion, multiple limb prospects.

CF99 was left to them by their mentor, (99) who was KIA, in his will. It was run down and needed lots of updates, but this was their final mission, their last objective, so they worked together to repair it and get it ready to open for business. When they open, they are only able to have one employee, so it's all hands on deck!

I plan for CF99 to be an episodic slice of life series staring each of the Batch at this coffee shop, with each finding friendship and love in their new profession.

Each chapter will focus on one member of the Batch and at least one OC. There will be angst, humor, romance, friendship, and conflict.

The Caffè will be structured as follows:

Hunter is technically the Owner, but he also works the pick up window

Echo is the Manager (don't worry, he still gets up to plenty of chaos)

Tech makes the drinks, does repairs, and manages the technical side of things (he's IT)

Wrecker runs the front of the store, and does the Window when Hunter’s overstimulated. He's also the best customer service manager, AND the muscle.

Crosshair is banned from the window and register. He does a lot of the quiet, behind the scenes tasks; inventory, assists Echo with the menu (he's a caf snob, so he's very good at this). He makes drinks, fills orders, and handles the "Karens," with Wrecker backing him up when needed.

Small snippet of dialogue:

Wrecker: "Uh, Cross! Code Kark at the register!"

Crosshair: "Say it louder, Wreck, I don’t think everyone heard you."

Unnamed OC: "Ma'am, as I've explained to you multiple times already, the 15% off only applies to the CF99 Special. It does not apply if you don't. order. the. special."

"Karen": "The discount says 15% off, little girl. Don't you know how to do your job!?"

Crosshair: "She does. You don’t seem to know how to read, though."

I hope you like that little snapshot into CF99 🥰♥️

[rcmclachlan]

UMMM bare and/or/both post-doheny park alt meeting pleeeeeease

"I don't know how you managed it on such short notice, Tommy, but I can't thank you enough," Bobby says, voice pitched just loud enough to be heard over the din. "We were in a bad way for a minute there."

"If you want to thank anyone, Captain Nash, thank Howie," Tommy says warmly. It takes Buck a hot second to realize who Tommy's talking about. "Although if you really wanted to thank me, I wouldn't say no to you calling my captain and smoothing things over. This wasn't exactly sanctioned."

"Tommy, did you steal that plane?" Hen asks, coloring within the edges of her disbelief with amusement. 

"How dare you impugn my honor, Firefighter Wilson. I'll have you know that I borrowed this plane, and that while, yes, it was without permission and technically I may have committed a felony, I have every intention of returning it."

Bobby's grinning so widely that the low light coming through the windshield catches his gums and makes them glisten. "I'll give Captain O'Dell a call the second we get back to the station. Don't worry, Tommy, I'll make sure this won't affect your job."

"I don't think it'll be that bad," Tommy says. "It was for an LAFD call, not a jaunt to Mexico. I'll probably just get yelled at, or grounded for a week. It wouldn't be the first time."

"Making waves at the 217, I see," Bobby says approvingly.

"More like sonic waves," Buck chimes in, then chokes on his own spit when Eddie tiredly smacks him on the back of the head. 

"I don't know who that was just now, but I like you," Tommy says with an audible grin.

wip titles game

[arcanefox207]

WIP Things & Stuff

Ok I've been MIA for the last week or so with WIP games and thank you so much for all the lovely tags @whocaresstillthelouvre @lotusbxtch @for-a-longlongtime @joelmillerisapunk @schnarfer @frannyzooey. Better late than never, right?

WIP Title Game rules: make a post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have wips - people send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

The Wolf You Feed - Part 6

ANGST Fic Challenge Jackson!Joel (for @almostfoxglove's challenge)

Seven Devils

Marina DBF!Joel

Bite Marks - Max Phillips

WIP update Want another snippet from The Wolf You Feed? Here you go.

You feel that heat inside you try to ignite the smallest flame. The feeling that just wouldn’t die despite it all. A spark waiting dormant at any chance to catch. As much as you tried to ignore it, it was still there. Joel looked relieved that you agreed to it. His protective nature was called into action and he didn’t want to have to force you to do anything. Even if you were icing him out, he still felt a duty to make sure you were safe. Of course, he hoped in time you would forgive him, but for now this was all that really mattered.

NP Tags - Feel free to do with WIP Tag Game or just share a WIP if you want @guiltyasdave @netherfeildren @wheresarizona @iamasaddie @pedgito

@yxtkiwiyxt @nerdieforpedro @strang3lov3 @milla-frenchy @hellishjoel

@tightjeansjavi @wethairjoel @slimybeth69 @penascigarette @evolnoomym

[ambernotember]

OOoooh, Amber, how about number 1 and number 7 for the title game?

1. Truck accident au

“So what’s different this time?”

“Tommy broke up with me!” Buck threw his hands up in exasperation. “Come on man, I told you this multiple times.”

“I mean… compared to not being a firefighter… that’s a fairly small thing.”

“Is your relationship with Maddie a fairly small thing?!”

“I, uh, did not realize it was that serious with you two. Sorry.”

“Well, uh, I mean, I want it to be. I-we’re getting there. But we can’t get there if we’re broken up!”

“So we just call Tommy and tell him this is your dream world and he can’t break up with you?”

“When you say it like that it sounds insane.”

“It is a little insane,” Chimney agreed.

7. Cozy/apple orchard

“It looks amazing.” Buck looped his arm through Tommy’s. “What's the plan for this afternoon? Evening? Both?”

“Both. First, a cider tasting - both alcoholic and regular. Then a barbecue at the farmhouse for dinner, then a haywagon ride.”

“So, the ultimate fall adventure.” Buck smiled at Tommy.

Tommy gave him a bashful smile. “You said you kind of missed fall, so…”

“Thank you,” Buck gave him a soft kiss. “It’s perfect. I can’t believe you organized all of this for me.”

wip title game

[moonydanny]

Hi! Soulmate aus is everything for me so i saw one in your wip game. And i can't help but ask for something about it, please🙏😌

Hey there! I'm so excited you and @beanarie wanted to know about this one <3

Okay, so it's a world where soulmates are not very common, but not super rare either. What makes it hard to find your match is that there are no distinct soulmate identifying marks, and no set age at which you get them either. They can be birthmarks or scars or bruses that never quite disappear or sun spots or freckles. The way you know you're soulmates it's because the marks turn golden when you and your soulmate touch during a moment of true and raw intimacy once you both know you love each other. The oh moment, as it were.

It's good, in a way, because people don't have the weight of "waiting for your soulmate" hanging over them with every relationship. People have to fall in love naturally, and they have to be sure they want forever with their soulmate before the universe shows them proof that they chose right.

So one night, Tommy and Buck are having sex, and it starts fast and fun until suddenly it turns so incredibly soft and sweet, and they both have that 'I want him forever feeling' just as Tommy kisses Buck's birthmark and Buck runs his fingertips along tommy's scar on his ribs, and when they pull back, the birthmark and scar are glowing softly and asdfjghalkfjg.

Thoughts? :'3

[dadvans]

STIEPPER AUUUUUU AU UAUAUAU UAU AU (thats me making wolf noises)

this is one i have fully fleshed out and am excited about, but it's also suffering from the "i've re-written every scene three times until perfect," so i don't have a great, long snippet to share.

the premise is essentially that instead of moving to peru from oregon--where let me just remind everyone, portland is one of the few places in the US where you can get full nude and drinks without a crazy amount of legal maneuvering or being grandfathered from an older age--buck met several strippers and followed them down to los angeles instead. he works second string at a bar that does magic mike/thunder from down under-esque revues, but every other week has a gay night, where he takes extra shifts because the money is good, and it's the best night for tips, since the usual headliners aren't performing. working as a stripper for gay men makes buck realize he's into guys much earlier in this universe. he meets tommy on thanksgiving while working a private party for a divorced CEO who wanted to celebrate the holidays with some costumed strippers (thanks for that one, robert downey jr!)

tommy, still mostly closeted and with the 118, ends up getting flirted with, going to a gay night where buck recognizes him, and they start having a secret romance, which includes tommy flying him and some stripper friends to palm springs for some extra events, and them going to desert parties. but no dates in public.

their relationship comes to a cross-roads when the same week where buck suggests they go on a date for valentines, tommy runs into one of buck's stripper friends in another, non-stripper related emergency, and gets spooked. dun dun dun!

[fuctacles]

You know I’m here for the “Just help me cum” WIP 🧐😬🖤

I know. In fact, as I was typing this, I thought to myself "Jess is gonna come for this like a bloodhound" xDDDD

So. As a dude who just started testosterone, I have thoughts that I'm never going to act upon, so I make Eddie do it for me. Obviously.

A kingdom for an orgasm. Please. I'm desperate.  Steve blinks a couple of times before he rereads that peculiar bio. And then once again to make absolutely sure he's not misunderstanding it. The person in the photo above is Eddie, 27, and is pouting from behind their phone case. He wonders if it was a conscious decision to match the tone of his bio. He swipes through a few more photos, noticing more looks of an orgasmless ennui but not understanding why someone this good-looking would have a problem with getting laid. Then he spots a trans flag on the guy's vest and it becomes a bit more clear.  He swipes right without debating too much and is surprised by matching with Eddie instantly. Steve's always been a man of action, so he doesn't hesitate to shoot a message first. >>Hi! You have a very eye-catching bio, ngl >>What's the problem, man? He ponders if he should add anything else but doesn't want to seem overeager. It easily scares off a lot of people. He puts his phone away and forgets about it for the second half of his shift.

This is all I have and idk if I'm gonna continue. Maybe? idk

[stealingpotatoes]

WIP TITLE GAME

tagged by @tyquu!! thanks for the tag!

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, LEAVE A COMMENT INSTEAD cause askboxclosed then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and tag as many people as you have wips.

artwips

tfw ur dad wasnt always a member of blue man group

padme gala part 1

top ten father daughter kidnappings

ficwips

brother’s keeper (which is star wars not uncharted)

anakin falls the republic doesnt

ahsoka cal chat rewrite

always this late

anakin leia childhood

[+1 i cant share the title of bc its huge jedi survivor spoilers lol. but its there]

tagging: @spell-cleaver @orphiceonian @nitewrighter @galactic-rhea @constellation-skirmishes @icedjuiceboxes @estel-of-the-eyrie