If you're still accepting those fake fic titles, how about "Hey Moon, Please Forget to Fall Down" (Line from an old ass panic at the disco song I like a lot)?
As with any song lyrics, I had to look up the song - and I have heard this before, though it's been a while. I read the lyrics before I listened to it again, and the lyrics are interesting - I get a mythical/fairy tale kind of vibe from them. And then the song itself sounds very summery. That combination makes me think of some kind of faerieland AU Frenrey fic where Gordon stumbles into the fae realm on Midsummer, when the borders between worlds are thin and passage is easier, even accidental. He meets Benrey, another lost soul, who assures Gordon he's not human - but c'mon, he clearly is. Especially compared to the beings who find them almost immediately: Tommy is a bright-shining dandelion spirit, who appears free-floating and almost naively positive, but can also turn on a dime and break through concrete. Coomer is an oak dryad, powerful and sturdy, but kind enough to let anyone rest in the shade of his tree's branches. And Bubby is a fire spirit, living in symbiosis with Coomer's oak woodlands, but liable to flare up into an inferno at any slight.
The other three are acting weird about Benrey attaching himself to Gordon and following him through the fae realm as he tries to get home, but they end up helping (with varying levels of enthusiasm). Eventually, Gordon finds himself standing before the shining ranks of the Summer Court, carrying the spoils of his various quests in a bid to be allowed to return to the mortal realm. The Green Man (who is dressed in midnight blue and has icy blue eyes, so Gordon doesn't get what THAT'S about) passes judgement that Gordon will not be allowed to return - it is no longer Midsummer, and opening a way through would take too much energy. He'll have to wait for a year until next Midsummer. But Gordon knows time passes differently in the fae realm, and a year there could be a century in the mortal realm. Plus he'd be forced to eat or drink if he stayed there for a year, which would mean he's stuck regardless.
Just as Gordon is about to fall into despair, the ground rumbles and the Summer Court straighten and glance about fearfully. The Green Man's eyes flash brighter and he says carefully "...but perhaps...we should consult the Captain...of the Guard..."
And then Benrey steps forward and shrugs.
"Yeah, I think he can leave? He's not, uh, he's not supposed to be here, anyway, so...I mean, you're the G-Man, you can do what you want, but, uh, it might not turn out...great. For you."
Then Tommy moves out of the throng to sling an arm around Gordon's shoulders and grins up at the fuming Green Man, who deflates at the sight of his golden-bright son taking the human's side. A prince of the Summer Court should not consort with mortals, but this one didn't have much choice when his granite-soul guard captain took a shine to the lost human. The thing about stone is that it can change, just on a different timescale than plants and animals. And every stone remembers when it was once living magma. Very few stone spirits end up in the fae courts, but when they do, they are unnervingly powerful, with the capability to tear the ground out from under dryads or split the earth beneath a lake, draining it of water and life. As soon as the earth grumbled with the threat of a quake, Benrey was holding the whole of the Summer Court in his hand, as if he'd grown to the size of a mountain and scooped them into his palm.
And then Gordon gets to decide if he wants to go home or stay and ends up accidentally becoming an honorary member of the Summer Court anyway because he's under Benrey's (and Tommy's) protection. The end.
send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it
