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knifwp · 5 months
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Prompt #75
More chapter/story title ideas
Stay, Whether You Like it or Not
We’re All Searching For Home
Over the Seas to the Ends of the World
Dearest Little One, Spread your Wings and Fly
A Message for Your King
You Fold like a House of Cards
For Someone Who Cares
I Fucked up but I’m Going to Roll with it Anyway
Necklace of Thorns
Just Because I am a Child Doesn’t Mean I Don’t Know Pain
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em-dash-press · 6 months
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50 Story Title Ideas
The Fearful Hero
The Night's Sun
Astronauts Of Glory
Oceanic Officers
Pirates And Thieves
The Lion's Lies
Agony's Reaping
Journeys Without Name
Battling The Mountains
The Graveyard's Call Home
Vengeance's Girl
Nymph Of The Pond
Pilots With Silver Bullets
Friends Of Earth
Assassins And Their Fish
Foes And Lows
A Century Of Plague
The Eclipse's Sword
Breath Of The Galaxy
Hiding The Past
Goddess Of Light
Changeling Of A Painting
Witches In The Woods
Hunters Of The Nether
The King's Doctor
The Legendary Witches Army
Puzzles In The Caves
Revival Of The Winds
A Catapult Dream
Corrupted By Good
Ladylove With A Cheeky Smile
Rumor Of The Evening
Truelove's Gutting
Admirers Of The Arbitrary
A Good Day to Give Up
Lovers And Visitors
Hug Of The Solstice
Disruption Of The North
Temptations Of The Chocolatier
Escaping Eternity
Man Of The Forsaken
Enemy Of Dawn
Soldiers Of Misfortune
Wives Without Time
Serpents And Aliens
Deceivers And Monks
Extinction Of The Ancestors
Fruit Of The Dungeons
Origin Of The Catacombs
Nothing At All
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wren-of-the-woods · 2 years
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The anniversary of Love Run is approaching, and I have an idea for how to celebrate!
You know those lyric videos where the whole song is written in AO3 fic titles (like this, this, and this)? We’re pretty close to being able to do this for several songs from the album. It would be really cool if we could manage to make that happen around the anniversary!
These are the lines from King, Elsa’s Song, and Not Yet / Love Run that have not been used as titles yet. They need stories! Feel free to use as a promptlist, or just claim a line and start writing. No pressure, obviously -- I just thought this could be a fun way to celebrate! 
Reblogs/signal boosting would be much appreciated <3
King
When you are gone away
As our boat is untethered from the dock
There’ve been times I know
I’ll stand up up up at the bow
And the waves of our bodies and the smell of our follies
You fumble through the dark
To the light that you keep burning there (all hell)
I know your fingernails are the colour of rust (come back)
And your veins are empty of dust (but our voices)
The wind and its shackles, the old fishers tackles
Elsa’s Song
I can hear the cannons calling  
Around this muddied lot              
I cannot hear them scream          
Cos although you say good day to me    
That I barely know the meaning          
And all the cannons shot                  
And in years to come you’ll wander
And then you’ll cry to our painted sky
And you’ll strew some sage and lilies
And roses where I rot
Not Yet/Love Run
By hook or by crooked look give me land
The oh’s of your screams still echo in yer dreams
I’ll point you steer
It seems oh it seems / To me / That you / You can’t sleep
Grab the stroud
It’s time to fight don’t be yellow bellied
Hold the bar at Hurley's hurly burly's
Out of pillows and get drunk again
It seems oh it seems / To me / That you / You can’t dance / For shit
If my old mum could see me now
Oh how she’d howl she’d howl
Don’t turn 'round
O let the earth a-tumble, love
And humble you withal, keep running
Let foul men band and heed your hum
For that ancient hymn you heard me strumming?
Is nought but fumble-falls and guns / And tumbleweeds.
It's nought that rum won't solve
Though some would harm you, none - not one - no none / Will raise to you a hand nor thumb.
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Title Prompts #1
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The Ocean Has Your Name
Me, You, and No One
How We Say Goodbye
In which there is no end
Onyx
Could it be?
Bone-dry
Merrily We Lied
The Precipice
Just Ask
Curtain of Vines
The Horizon Stains
Marigolds and Marzipan
Don’t Look Back
Cloth of Gold
Backfire
You said it first
Face in the Mirror
Caustic
Have Mercy
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x-authorship-x · 1 year
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I'm sending for the title of fic what you would write ask:
the space between the shadow and soul
Who we are (and not who we could have been)
I'm so sorry this took so long! I found it right at the bottom of my ask box, where some stuff is actually months old so how it got all the way down there is a bit of a mystery...
Mikoto has been leading the Uchiha Clan since her husband, Fugaku, died from the strain of his Mangekyou when helping Minato reseal the Kyuubi.
Kushina has been Hokage since the Kyuubi was returned to her, at the cost of her husband and that future between them, and so many of her people.
They are the future of Konoha, mothers widowed far too soon and warriors tempered by the blows. Pillars of hope in tremulous times, beacons of strength and growth. Konoha's Kunoichi have never been more numerous, eyes locked on the horizon where their heroes tred.
Mikoto is the Moon to Kushina's Sun, their children entwined on the grassy banks besides the slow-moving Naka and their own hair splayed across the greenery behind them. Black and Red, so like the Sharingan that flickers behind Mikoto's eyes, like the Kyuubi that prowls behind Kushina's own.
Day and Night. Two parts of a whole.
It is not the future they thought they would have.
But it is theirs (and, oh, how they guard it fiercely).
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sparrowmoth · 2 years
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Writing Prompts: Ambient Song Titles
the light we strayed from
the world until yesterday
where the street ends
river whispering run
stained glass body
silent from above
she brought the sun
her voice (honeyed)
a spark, a beginning
yesterday's answer
and i always will
sunlight sadness
harmony in blue
let me disappear
stars in the ceiling
when the trees sleep
grey skies move slowly
short and sweet and bitter
your thoughts are yours
i wonder if you know
and in the end, silence
we only have forever
if it never rained again
grey cloud lullaby
paper thin reality
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For the fic title and character thing!! ‘Glass shatters, grass bends’ with maybe Liet?
Oh I adore this one! I wish I had more creative energy because I'd actually like to explore this more in-depth.
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Lilli sees more than the Others suspect.
She has seen the births of empires, their accessions into halcyon glory, witnessed firsthand the refracting, crystalised glory shimmering from atop chalky pedestals. She's witnessed firsthand the arrogance, the rapaciousness, the alleged altruism scarcely concealing avarice.
She sits quietly, listening, watching, as the small fractures creep ever further, as dust begins to fall like snow from the weathering glass houses, the columns supporting the mighty slowly eroding away before, finally, predictably, they crumble.
Oh yes, Lilli has seen countless great houses fall, weathered by time or shattered from forces both within and without.
And yet, she's seen Others who have thrived. Fellow Nations who have allowed themselves to grow, to change, to adapt, compromising what was Known and what was Believed and what was Dictated for new dichotomies, for new ways of life, for a new way to prosper.
She remains one of those who has allowed Time and Change to shape her, has embraced the shifting sands as they danced across her fingertips, forming something new and unexpectedly beautiful with each passing era.
She pirouettes among the shifting winds, lets them guide her through the ever-changing world.
Lilli has seen empires rise and fall, dances away from the delicious temptations of pursuing her own, knowing all too well the consequences should she allow that Darkness to claim her.
After all, glass houses always shatter.
But grass?
Grass bends.
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Thank you for your patience! I wanted to write this the moment you sent it, but I didn't have the right words until just now. Thank you for the ask, Lovely! ^_^
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writingwife-83 · 1 year
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Here’s a fluffy one! And it’s got a little twist at the end lol. It’s fun rediscovering all of these one shots.
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(FYI, I’m going to make it my goal to migrate one of these a day to it’s own post on ao3, just to try and get it done in a reasonable amount of time. Apologies in advance to your inboxes for anyone who’s subscribed to me on ao3! 🤪)
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blackrosesandwhump · 1 year
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Skyrim Prompt Challenge
Thanks to @forthetaintedsorrow-whump and @keeper-of-all-the-random-things for the encouragement to do this!
All of the prompts in this list are track titles from the Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim soundtrack. Pick one and see where it takes you, or choose one at random for a bigger challenge! :)
Dragonborn
Awake
From Past to Present
Unbroken Road
Ancient Stones
The City Gates
Silent Footsteps
Tooth and Claw
Under an Ancient Sun
Distant Horizons
Dawn
Steel on Steel
Imperial Throne
Frostfall
Night Without Stars
Into Darkness
Unbound
Far Horizons
A Winter’s Tale
One They Fear
The White River
Silence Unbroken
Standing Stones
Beneath the Ice
Tundra
Journey’s End
Before the Storm
A Chance Meeting
Out of the Cold
Around the Fire
Shadows and Echoes
Caught off Guard
Aurora
Blood and Steel
Towers and Shadows
Seven Thousand Steps
Watch the Skies
The Gathering Storm
Sky Above, Voice Within
Death in the Darkness
Shattered Shields
Wind Guide You
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akwardsilince · 2 years
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The Many Ways of Saying "I love you" Except Saying "I love you" (Prompt List)
Shit Talking
Biting
Hypotheticals
Threats
Pats
Shadowing
Body Pillow (literally)
Mutual Crime
Staring
Comfortable Silence
Promises
Pet Names
Insults
Mutual Assured Destruction
Stealing 
Midnight Dancing
Trust
Hugging (And Never Letting Go)
Face Smushing
Seducing (But Like, Funny)
Ranting
Head Bonk
Mutual Hatred
Inside Jokes
Poke
Scribbles
Sleeping
Brutal Honesty
Trinkets
Mutual Life Crisis 
Crying
Rocks (For The Nest)
Gossip
Pestering 
Pointless Smiles
Falling Apart (Just to be Built Again)
Banter
Sharing
Cornering 
Laughter
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knifwp · 6 months
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Prompt #34
10 Title Prompts for stories or chapters
I Don’t Feel Like a Giant. I Feel Small. Really Small.
Follow You to Hell and Back
How Far Must One Travel
I Am What You Made Me
Tear-Stained Silence
Written in Burgundy
This Dream is a Nightmare
Tales of a Demon’s Heart
Lie Down and Drown in the Dirt
Even if No One Cares
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creativewritingthings · 8 months
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Emails I Can’t Send title prompts
1. 🎶Tell me who I am, guess I don’t have a choice🎶
2. 🎶I’m over that son of a bitch🎶
3. 🎶Oh I consider you, I’m not trying to🎶
4. 🎶And it feels so good, not caring where you are tonight🎶
Feel free to follow me @hydesjackiespuddinpop
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midnightkale95 · 2 years
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so y'all decided to not use "ashes to ashes; dust to dust" as a title for shigaraki & dabi FF?
disappointed
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x-authorship-x · 1 year
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Title prompt: i couldnt help but ask for you to say it all again (saturn by sleeping at last) go angsttttt
She hadn't gone looking for answers because she hadn't known there were answers to go looking for.
Danzo was dead, Sasuke had been taken into custody - a war criminal and a terrorist and a traitor all at once, no matter his justifications- and they were left to pick up the pieces of their village. The war was over, now, and Ino was Clan Head and Head of T&I, positions she'd hungered for but never wanted at such a cost.
Her father was dead. Her mother was dead. Ino was alone, not even a picture of her family left to comfort her, no momentos or tokens. Nothing but herself, memories that would fade with time and age and die with her. Memories of a family of four, a strong but gentle father and a bright and sensible mother, a brother with the bloodline and colouring of a seperate clan but had meant everything to her.
Just Ino now.
Alone.
She knew that Shika felt the weight and agony and grief of his own father in the same way, a shroud over everything that had to be done. That they had to keep pushing onwards, no time to draw breath, and time waited for no one. Especially not Shinobi.
Sasuke was bound to the interrogation chair when Ino entered.
Chains looped around his limbs, the locks fused into a single piece, and echoed the lines of ink that sealed his chakra beneath his skin and his Rinnegan void within its socket.
His remaining eye met hers. No fear but no rage either. It was clear, without a hint of his earlier madness.
Not that instability would have protected him from her techniques, anyway.
He didn't ask if she was going to mindwalk him, it would've been a waste of breath. Their relationship had never been good, rivals as children and then enemies as they aged, but there was... an understanding between them now, one that had never existed before.
"Yamanaka." She looked up from the clipboard, a part of her bemused at being addressed. Sasuke had never been one for social customs. "I should warn you."
Ino very deliberately set his file aside and then walked a little closer to his chair. She was tall, even without Sasuke sitting, and loomed over him when the lamp was shifted to shine from behind her shoulder.
"A warning, from you? It must be my lucky day."
"I don't want you shredding my mind when you lash out," he parried back, voice kept low but something beginning to smoulder again in the depths of his dark eye. It wasn't anger, no frustration, but-
Grim satisfaction.
Ino knew this wasn't going to be pleasant. She would witness the Massacre, Sasuke's time with Orochimaru, his bloody deeds throughout the war, his clashes with Naruto, his fight against Madara. It would be violent and traumatising and her own team of therapists and EMTs were on standby just outside the door should either one of them relapse during this first session.
It could've been a mind game. One of the few avenues of manipulation that remained within Sasuke's reach, a way of asserting some kind of control over this invasion of his privacy. But-
"I only maim with intent. You should appreciate my control."
Sasuke's eye was like a hole in his face, a glimpse into something unfathomable and bleak.
"You never had control when it came to Shisui."
The name alone was like someone had gutted her.
Ino knew when, where, and how Shisui had died. It had been sometime before dawn on the 29th November, the year Ino had turned eight. He'd been in the Uchiha Compound and... had thrown himself into the Naka. The cause had been chalked up as a severe depressive episode due to his Mangekyou trauma. He'd barely been twenty.
(Ino was nineteen now, for another week. The realisation was a sickening one.)
Ino had stood on that precipice countless times herself, staring into the water and wondering if he'd even felt the shock of the cold before succumbing. Wondering if, somehow, she could feel his presence stronger there, and hating that the thought had even crossed her mind.
"...Shisui-kun won't be coming home anymore, Ino-chan."
"He's dead."
Uchiha Shisui: N/A.
Uchiha, Shisui. AKA Shunshin no Shisui. Status: Deceased. Cause: Suicide.
"I had a brother."
"You're not the only one with a brother that's gone, you assh-"
He-
Suicide. Suicide. Suicide.
Why, Shisui-nii, why? Kami, why?
Shisui had died just over a month before Itachi had massacred the Uchiha. Which, they now knew, had been on Danzo's orders.
Shisui...
"Your memories will hide nothing from me."
"I have Itachi's Mangekyou, Yamanaka. He saw everything."
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frivolous-pastel · 1 year
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Entire book about Cassandra, set in either mythological or modern times, and its title is "I Told You So"
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