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#also you can tell im wordy when my pattern analysis babbling reaches FOUR PARAGRAPHS LMAO 🤡
darethshirl · 3 months
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Writing Pattern Tag Game
super late with this but better late than never! thank you for the tags @fadedsweater, @anneapocalypse, and @dragon--sage 🥰🥰 tagging back @roguelioness, @sarsaparillia, @korcariiwitch, @queenaeducan, @rosella-writes, @dreadfutures, @melisusthewee, @mel-0n-earth and anyone who sees this and wants to do it tbh!
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 fics and see if there's a pattern!
Goblins were disgusting, wretched little creatures, but even Astarion had to admit they knew how to throw a party.
from i'm not beaten by this yet (you can't tell me to regret) (bloodweave, explicit, 3k words)
It was only after Astarion had finished the kill—after the gut-deep slash, the satisfying spurt of blood—that he realized he was being watched.
from tear it through my heart (again, again, again) (tavstarion, mature, 4k words)
The cemetery was a quiet, unassuming little place, hidden between a shabby building and a formerly-tall church wall that was swiftly falling into ruin.
from cradle me with grace (tavstarion, explicit, 3k words)
Baldur’s Gate buzzed with all the activity of a healthy city, lively and unchanging throughout the ages.
from so long to this wretched form (tavstarion, teen, 4k words)
The tower at Moonrise was both more imposing and more cramped than Astarion had imagined.
from take me under, take me home (tavstarion, teen, 6k words)
The moon shone high overhead, and Ketheric Thorm’s world was crumbling all around him.
from deus proditus (Ketheric study, general, 1k words)
The thing was, Astarion really had wanted her from the moment he’d first laid eyes on her.
from let me wrap my teeth around the world (tavstarion, explicit, 5k words)
In retrospect, John should have waited before bringing his friends back to life.
from like prometheus we are bound, our godforsaken lot (John/Mercy/Augustine, The Locked Tomb, general, 2k words)
It starts so abruptly that Cliff doesn’t even realize what’s happening.
from you know how to make me crawl (Cliff/David, Black Mirror, explicit, 1k words)
Despite everything, and despite what her future memories will tell her, Erica grew up relatively happy in the House of Slaughter.
from ain’t it a gentle sound, the rolling in the graves (Erica study, Something Is Killing The Children, teen, 2k words)
so!! first of all I'm surprised I had to go deep enough that I ran out of bg3 fics lmao. I'd almost forgotten I'd written that black mirror fic!! and yet I didnt go far enough to reach a dragon age one 🥲 I really have left this fandom huh (for now! 😤🐺)
second of all, I'm surprised by how short some of these are! I definitely think of myself as more wordy, and I prefer my longer sentences when I look at this. I think the weakest are the bg3 ones in the middle where I have to establish which act we're in (and let me tell you I STRUGGLED with that Baldur's Gate city description, it was literally the last part I wrote in the fic and you can kinda tell i wanted to get things over with aksdh)
I do prefer the ones that are more character-centric (poor Ketheric, so dramatic lmao). I think if you're going in fandom-blind John's line is the most striking (he can bring people back from the dead???) even tho if you have the context it's not that impressive an opening 😂 And I super enjoyed writing astarion being a dick about goblins!
but I gotta say my favourite line is the "it was only after Astarion had finished the kill" etc etc from tear it through my heart 🥰🥰 in fact I liked that line so much I made it the summary! these are the kind of vibes I want to always achieve 👀 also, honestly, I should start in action/medias res more often! it seems like a fun style I've tragically underused so far
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