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[kissandships]

Andy/Bailey Per Episode

1x04: Hoodlum Rock

Anya’s Random Note: Seven bucks a ticket? Holy shit…

[kissandships]

Bailey/Andy Per Episode

1x02: Pilot pt2

Anya’s Random Note: I wonder how long it was between pt 1 and 2. Bailey’s hair has grown and changed

[kissandships]

Bailey/Andy Per Episode

1x01: Pilot pt1

Anya’s Random Note: should I finish my Henry/Fay series first? Yes. Am I going to? No. But I am going to finish

Anya’s Random Note, 2: since Andy and Bailey always have one scene together (whether alone or in the group), I’m not going to count when they are together

[kissandships]

Andy Travis & Bailey Quarters

Pilot (2)

[baileyquarters]

What watsonian explanation do we think there is for Andy never being mentioned in the new WKRP? Like did he leave on bad terms? The thing about New WKRP I find interesting is how all the staff (except for Carlson, Herb, and Les) have gone their separate ways and don't seem to keep in touch. Everyone is at least mentioned or shows up. Except Andy.

I don't know exactly what I think happened but it is very good fanfic material

[baileyquarters]

Bailey: Best Looking?

WKRP in Cincinnati S4E18 Dear Liar

[jake-marshall]

[WIP Wednesday] More WKRP edition

i had mentioned to @trumanjo how i'm hard a work on my WKRP Andy/Bailey fic so I thought I'd share a little more of their Reds game not-date, set in a bad ending! post-canon AU. Here's a snippet, in all its unedited glory.... I'm having a lot of fun with this, which... of course I am, getting to write baseball.

“So when you said you’re heading back to Santa Fe soon…” Bailey crumples up her second hot dog wrapper and stuffs into her empty beer cup. “How soon is… soon?” “End of the month. Which makes that the end of the week,” Andy says. “I’m pretty packed up, just gotta try and keep the place tidy ‘til then. Not gonna be able to do much the next few days, you know? This might be my last night out, actually.” “Yeah, and Cincinnati’s a whole lot safer now that a wild party animal like you’s gonna be off its streets.” “Hey, I only said might! If I can get ahold of Venus, I wanna invite him to have drinks together at a distinguished gentleman’s club.” “Does this ‘distinguished’ club also have ‘distinguished’ topless dancers?” Bailey asks at a low volume. “Now, Bailey, what kind of guy would I be if I didn’t do my part to help a hard-working modern girl earn her living?”

[jake-marshall]

Six Sentence Sunday - Sorry, Another Niche Fandom Edition

So in the past few weeks I've binge watched all of WKRP in Cincinnati and enjoyed it much more than I expected to. And getting attached to new series and characters of course also results in getting attached to new ships, lol. So I decided to combine my newfound ship brainrot with my long-standing love of baseball, and ended up starting a fic of Bailey + Andy going on a not-date to a Cincinnati Reds game (all in a bad ending!AU, where the series ending results in a format change). Sorry to everyone who follows me/my writing for literally anything else but the brainworms have been wriggling (like Red Wigglers).

“Oh, I’m fine, everything’s fine as can be, I guess. Listen, Bailey, I’ll cut to the chase: I was packing up – see, I’m headin’ back to Santa Fe at the end of the month, and I found some Reds tickets I’d forgot I had. For next Friday. Carlson gave ‘em to me, sort of a going-away gift, when I… well, when I left…” There’s a heavy pause, as the levity leaves his tone. “So, I was wonderin’ if you wanted to go with me.” “You’re leaving…?” Even though Bailey can’t really say she’s shocked - that it was realistic, if not inevitable - hearing it from Andy adds a significant weight. “I… I thought you might’ve caught on somewhere else in town.” “Yeah, well, maybe I could’ve but I don’t really know if I wanna. I dunno, it’s all up in the air right now, but…” “The game,” Bailey quickly interjects, embarrassed that she’d brought up such a touchy topic over the phone like this – especially when Andy’s doing something as nice as inviting her out somewhere. “Sorry, when’d you say it was, again?” She really can’t remember, her mind is still ringing with Andy’s admission of going back to New Mexico. At least it gets him to laugh again. “Next Friday, Bailey. Whaddya say, getting together with an old pal and catching up? Maybe seeing a Reds win too, but I can’t make any promises.” Bailey laughs as well, amused by what in the world there could possibly be to catch up on at this point. “I’d love to!” she answers, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. “I mean, I… I have to see if I can get off work, but that’d be great, Andy.” “Work, huh? Who’s the one catching on somewhere else, now? Moved on to something bigger and better, already?” he teases. “Oh, knock it off.” She almost tells him about her new job - which is definitely not bigger or better than WKRP - but decides to save it, to have something to talk about at the game. “I’ll let you know by Sunday, okay?”