#did we ever settle on a ship name for phee and tech? because they also make an appearance in a couple of these

[probadbatch]

WIP Game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your WIP(s) that starts with each letter of that word.

I have now been given three words by the lovely @theproblemwithstardust and @huntressdarkness so this will be a long post and in the interest of not making everyone scroll through ten miles of sentences, I'll put it all behind the cut.

My words were ROCK, HUNTER, and SHINY

I will no pressure tag @just-here-with-my-thoughts @wolveria @inkyclone99 @five-oh-thirst and @faceofpoe but feel free to consider yourself tagged if you want to play too! Your word is BATCH.

Warning for cloneshipping and smutty wips (these lines are sfw though) below the cut

R - hold me down until the madness ends

Regret and longing pull at his features.

O - untitled sex toy fic

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Crosshair freeze.

C - reruns all become our history

“Catch,” Crosshair says before tossing his brother the bottle of clear liquid he stole from some regs on their last mission.

K - empty things disguised as me

Keeping these memories alive feels a little like keeping a piece of him there with them.

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H - untitled 5 and 1 fic

His armor is missing, replaced with a wrinkled set of civvies that look like he stole them from some two-bit spacer.

U - could hide beside me

“Up here, Omega,” Hunter calls back.

N - hold me down until the madness ends

“Need you,” he says instead when the kiss breaks, the words whispered like a secret.

T - colors and promises

To say even one of those things feels like too much.

E - untitled Crosshair and Tech smut fic

Even so, he can’t help the spark of anxiety that flares as Tech turns away to prepare their supplies.

R - empty things disguised as me

Right. Best get on with it then.

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S - so that happened

“Shut up,” Hunter mutters.

H - untitled sex pollen fic

Hunter silently begs the force to kill him now.

I - could hide beside me

It’s a game – one he missed fiercely when they were separated, not that Crosshair is ready to admit that outside the privacy of his own thoughts.

N - colors and promises

Not for the first time, Crosshair wishes he was better with words.

Y - untitled 5 and 1 fic

“You don’t get to be mad,” Hunter says, preemptively and oh, that sets off every alarm bell in Crosshair’s mind.