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Writing Patterns/First 10 Lines Tag Game
Tagged by @hannahcbrown, TY!
Apparently the last time I did this was literally a year ago, 15 April, so it'll be quite cool to look and see if there's been any changes with my opening lines.
Tagging back my whole list because this isn't limited to fanfic and I think can count for OG fiction: @aalinaaaaaas-sequel @thewriteflame @wildswrites @aquadestinyswriting @artdecosupernova-writing @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @eli-writes-sometimes @hannahcbrown @oh-no-another-idea @rhikasa @swordsoulwrites @winglesswriter @andromeda-grace @writingmaidenwarrior @wispstalk @late-to-the-fandom @athenswrites
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there’s a pattern!
Last time I did this there was an even split of dialogue to prose for my starters. This time there's only 3 (not counting stories in 1st person).
Previously, it seemed that I started with dialogue when the work was shorter, but this isn't the case with these more recent ones. For example, No. 1 is a 100k longfic, whereas No. 5 has the shortest word count.
With both types I do seem to prefer to hit with a hook rather than set the scene - 7 of these are nebulous in the 5 Ws, but are (I hope) intriguing enough to have the reader continue.
So that's my pattern - give enough info to ask questions but don't give answers straight away.
1 Her Countenance was Light:
"What's it doing?"
2 A Light in the Darkness:
The month of Morning Star is a drear and dreadful one.
3 It's Fashion, Boss:
"Griffiths, you're late."
4 Greetings After a Long Departure:
It's been a few years since… Everything.
5 A Floral Surprise:
Dawn crept along the streets of London as if chasing the shadowed heels of the lean figure as it lept a fence and scaled a wall, delicately prising open a second-floor window.
6 Night Exercises:
Aderyn shivers as the night breeze brings the acerbic scent of pine down from the ridge on their right, mingling with the bog-brown smells of the heath.
7 A Little Something-Something:
Grubby, weed-filled concrete below, and grubby overcast skies overhead.
8 You Never Forget Your First:
"Where you go, I'll be right behind you…"
9 Home That Our Feet May Leave, But Not Our Hearts:
Somewhere, an alarm is chirping incessantly.
10 Crasberry Saviour:
The space station hummed and buzzed around us as we waited for the Rotik Sales Representative.
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AO3 First Lines
rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.
Thank you so much @stinastar, @anyawen, and @ato-the-bean for the tags, and for sharing your own wonderful first lines! 💜 Here are my latest 10, starting with the most recent:
It starts when Bond says, “Tell me how you like it,” and Q says, “Slow.” for the age of the earth, and after (00Q)
By the time the fifth text from Q arrived, Bond could see the writing on the wall well enough. Love Letters (00Q)
Despite appearances to the contrary, Phillip was not looking at his phone. An Ever-Fixed Mark (Benoit Blanc/Phillip, sequel to A Good Man)
Phillip sighed and rubbed his eyes, managing by sheer force of will not to look over at the clock again. A Good Man (Benoit Blanc/Phillip)
There was rain, and then there was rain. rain (00Q) (wow when you type rain that many times in a row the word starts to look weird 😂)
Bond had forgotten to buy a table. This Little Light of Mine (00Q)
“Q.” Bond leaned over to kiss the nape of his neck.“You don’t need to fuss over me.” come y bebe que la vida es breve (00Q)
“We have this conversation every fucking summer,” Felix Leiter said to no one. “Who’s going to break first, the humidity, or me.” all the flags we've hung (00leiter)
“I still don’t understand why you won’t give Ernesto a chance,” Moneypenny said, reaching over to steal a bite of Q’s scone. “It couldn’t hurt, could it?” Must Love Cats (00Q)
“Bloody buggering fucking shit!” Q cries out, shaking his hand against the pain shooting through his thumb. Hug (00Q)
Tagging @aprettyspy, @cicerfics, @pennybone, @themirokai, @dhampir72 and anyone else who might like to!
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AO3 first lines
I was tagged by the marvellous @2btheanswertothequestion
rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recently published ao3 stories (if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics)
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Again (WIP) | 30K words | Aged mid 30's Steddie Fic
Steve loved being a Dad.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------Cryptic Cupid | 28K words | Post S4 Steddie fic recovery in hopital (Requested sequel to Raspberry Riddle)
If Eddie didn't get a complex about Bats after all of this, he’d definitely get one about people running away from him.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------Born To Run (WIP) | 8K words | Eddie Munson x Reader (Requested Sequel to Creep)
Your palms sweat against the steering wheel as you tear down the road out of the parking lot.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------Policy of Truth | 11K words | Post S4 Steddie fic where Eddie lives with The Harringtons
That Autumn was everything.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------The King of Wands | 3K words | Fic focused around the aftermath of canon S4 events Steve and Dustin specifically (grief heavy)
Steve was at that unnaturally thin part of the knife edge of his thoughts where thoughts might become actions. Where a maybe becomes a yes.
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The Heaviest Song Corroded Coffin Ever Played
Posting this as one because although posted separately its all part of the same storyline
Rust in Peace (a.k.a The last time Corroded Coffin Ever play the song) | 3K words| Steddie (Part 3 of The Heaviest Song Corroded Coffin Ever Played)
(Sorry in advance for this first line everyone)
The day the news of music legend Eddie Munson passing breaks, it plunged the world into deep, dark despair.
Grain Damage (a.k.a This song when Corroded Coffin make it big) | 667 words | Steddie (Part 2 of The Heaviest Song Corroded Coffin Ever Played)
Once Eddie returns, helps his friends save the world, he graduates and focuses on his dream, playing The Garden.
Rock-Steddie Beat a.k.a How the song was written | 1.5K Words | Steddie (Part 1 of The Heaviest Song Corroded Coffin Ever Played)
Corroded Coffin are rehearsing a new, extremely thrashy, purely instrumental song. Eddie said it didn't need words. They wouldn't do it justice. This was a song that should "Punch you through your chest, grab your spine and tear your skull right out," or at least that's what Eddie said it should do.
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Never Too Much | 3K words | Steddie no canon just cute musing of music as a love language
After rehab and graduating, Eddie decides to take a "break". He gets a job at a garage not far from his new home. It's something he enjoys doing, and even though it is desperately hard work and takes its toll on his body, it's a space for Eddie to feel competent.
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Raspberry Riddle | 4K words | Steddie at Scoops Ahoy
Despite it being the summer holidays and despite it being warm weather, Scoops Ahoy was virtually empty. The reason was that there was some sort of parade going through Hawkins, so the mall was pretty dead, but once the parade was over, it might get hectic here.
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The Drive-In | 45K words | Steddie a case of mistaken identity, an afterparty and lots of miscommunication (My first Steddie fic)
Steve sighs, hands running over the steering wheel in front of him. He glances at the empty seat next to him and checks his watch.
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Everlong | 48K words | Eddie Munson x Reader (Vampire Eddie Munson, where Sweetheart isnt all that she seems to be Part 2 of Let Me Call You Sweetheart)
"You know, I count myself lucky to be one of the few that got out alive that night, and having the privilege of a safe space, with friends, to recover." You smile and force the tears to come, just like you rehearsed, just like you did for every reporter.
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#tag game#ao3#ao3 first lines#ao3 first lines tag game#stranger things fan fiction#eddie munson fanfiction#steve harrington fan fiction#eddie munson x reader#steddie#steddie fan fiction#steddie fan fic
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AO3 FIRST LINES
Rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3 (Sort by date posted.) If you have less than 10 fics posted, post what you have!
Thank you to the wonderful @neonponders for tagging me 💜💜💜
“Billy stretched out his tired aching limbs and walked in through the door to the small cottage he shared with his dad.” Been Trying Hard Not To Get Into Trouble But I've Got A War In My Mind
“Hot breath ghosted across the back of his neck in a dark chuckle as he struggled to adjust to the hard cock pressed against his prostate.” Steve Harrington's In The Closet
“Mr Smith was the epitome of a fat cat.” You Can Be My Daddy White And Gold
“Steve checked to make sure the little red light was still flashing to indicate the camera was still on as he smiled sweetly into the lens.” Ardent Attention
“Steve had insisted that it was the only way they could be together.” Like A Bruised Peach
“Steve had been in love many times.” Love Was Only True In Fairy Tales
“The ache in his bones was almost unbearable as they shifted and stretched beneath his skin. “ Curse Of The Were-Rabbit
“It had been a day filled with happiness, sea salt in the air and sand sticking to his skin.” Dream A Little Dream Of Me
“Billy had been an Uber driver for a year after Hawkins had cracked down on drunk driving.” The Camera Never Lies
“It was only supposed to be a one-time thing.” Tina's Annual Halloween Party
Tagging @jellyfishloveletterghosts, @aeon-of-neon, @lovebillyhargrove and anyone else who’d like to do it 💜💜💜
#harringrove#my writing#tagging game#ao3 first lines#neonponders#💜💜💜#only if you want to#no pressure
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Rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.
In descending order - some have like super short first lines, so included the second or third sentence as well ;) Also going to go ahead and tag some writer mutuals, but of course no pressure implied to do ~
@thelioncourts @the-heart-of-leo @mekana47 @beepbeepsan @boutiquetraveltravelboutique @you-came-back @fablesdelightme @nalyra-dreaming @prouvaireafterdark @astrabear @ongreenergrasses @energievie
The rest under the cut for length:
Mark of Cain - The Old Guard - AU - Rated E
Nicky felt the rush of blood around his ears drown out the horrible gurgling sounds beside him, yet still his eyes were heavy, half hooded, as he swayed a little from the adrenaline seeping out of him.
Circulus - The Old Guard - precanon - Rated M
Nicolò had almost managed to match Yusuf’s energy level, a rare sight to behold, but it had taken several long weeks of planning and he was seeing the fruits of the labor coming to fruition as the ship docked in the Chicago harbor.
Unspoken - The Old Guard - AU - Rated M
Joe and his family had moved into Newton a few weeks earlier, when the weather was shifting from a late summer haze, and into a more crisp autumn, but today was the first day of school and it was time to finally do more than unpacking one too many boxes they had brought with them from two states over.
Mixing It Up - Stranger Things - postcanon - Rated M
“What?”
Eddie peered back at Steve, a bundle of his hair gathered at his fingertips and pressed firmly in front of his mouth, trying not to accidentally let any other words pour out until he knew for sure he had heard right.
Silence, Filled - The Old Guard - pre/postcanon - Rated T
Joe hated silence.
He always had.
Unlike others of his faith, or at least the ones in his family, Joe’s brain had a tendency to swirl from within if the silence lingered too long. He had earnestly tried to remain present in his contemplations as he did his prayers, but the mental effort left him feeling more tired afterwards, then restorative like his brothers claimed to be.
A (sort of) reunion - Our Flag Means Death - postcanon - Rated G
The waves sloshed against the boat, forcing small droplets of cold water to flick up and crash against the white knuckles of Stede's otherwise unsteady hands.
Precious days - The Old Guard - AU - Rated E
Nicky flipped on the switch in the living room, and scanned the open space before him.
The Al-Kaysani residence was as familiar as his own, and Nicky stepped into the foyer to close the heavy door behind him. He was mindful of the one tile with the thin crack that peaked out from the divider of the worn wood floors, hung his light jacket on the plastic knobs he helped hang five years earlier, and lowered his bag onto the cushioned bench nearby.
Pretty ballads hide bastard truths - The Witcher - Rated M
The island of Hindarsfjall was Eist’s favorite.
Though it was the smallest in the archipelago of Skellige, it was the most vibrant one this time of year, with thick foliage and overgrown vegetation. The perfect place for a teenage boy to explore and roam in the dense, thick, cluster of trees that kept the worst of the summer heat off of his pale skin.
Promises, promises - The Old Guard - AU - Rated M
Nicky looked down at the lukewarm coffee in his hands and made a face at his own reflection.
Do you feel held? - The Old Guard - postcanon - Rated E
It had been weeks.
And though Joe and Nicky knew better than most that time helped ease pain, they also knew you couldn’t rush it. Couldn’t put it off, and pretend that it didn’t affect you, let it get buried deep in your gut, only to churn and churn and churn - until it revolted, and rushed up into your throat, burning it’s way through the tissue until the only way to release yourself from the pain was to gasp out how much it hurt.
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~ Ao3 FIRST LINES ~
thanks for the tag @helloliriels <;3
rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fic
The Most Beautiful Ship in the World - She saw the huge aircraft carrier approaching from afar. Leisurely slowing down to accost her, his mighty build unmistakable against the blue expanse of the calm sea.
2. Love Hits You Unexpectedly, Sometimes - Love hits you unexpectedly, sometimes. If anyone would know, that would be me.
3*. Distractions - “Beware of distractions.” Ironic, that Sherlock would recall Mycroft’s admonishment right now, as he finds himself completely - and more than willingly - distracted… from his duties, that is.
4. 28 Days of Fluff - John was in for a hurried lunch break today; he had a shit-ton of paperwork to take care of.
5. Knitting Needles Out - “Oh dear, that’s too tight. You’re putting too much tension on it.”
6. Love at First Bite - “A BIT DIFFERENT FROM OUR DAYS, ISN’T IT??”
7. Shared Proximity - A bit more won’t hurt.
8. The Scene of the Crime - “Uh-oh,” John said, throwing a glance at his wristwatch.
9. The Perfect Blend - Tedious. Sherlock just learned this new word, and already knows it fully applies to his summer holidays.
10. The Conundrum of the Tactless Detective - At first glance, the 221B sitting room didn’t appear spacious enough to receive guests; nonetheless, the short distance from John’s chair to their sobbing client was plenty for John to silently curse himself - not once, but twice.
*n. 3 should have technically been "What if I'm not?" - but I didn't write the first line sooo... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
(open tag @ anyone who wants to do it as i'm sure you've been all tagged already)
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AO3 First Lines
rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.
(tagged by @coinin)
“The war council is almost boring enough to make Cassidy regret taking the job.”
“V catches up on voicemail on the roof of a ruined gas station store, jacked into an old antenna and listening to white noise.“
“Hanzo opens the new chapter of his life by walking back to the dais and completing the ritual.“
“The stranger arrives on the first sunny day of summer.“
“In the first month after his arrival, Hanzo throws himself headfirst into work. There's plenty to do and few people to do it, so he takes any task he's even remotely qualified for, from recon missions to manual labor around the Watchpoint. Anything to avoid non-work-related encounters with Genji. To his relief, Genji seems perfectly content with that arrangement.“
“The three days spent with Hanzo in Barcelona are probably the best of Cassidy's life. Not that he's had a bad life or anything — he's alive, free and mostly in one piece, which can't be said about a lot of folks he used to run with — but he's never had anything like this.“
“It has been a while since Cassidy last watched someone nearly die. Turns out he's lost any resistance he might have built up in Blackwatch.“
“The operation is a disaster, and Hanzo is furious.“
“Hanzo doesn't object to Cassidy joining him in the wide shower cubicle. They don't get up to anything, because neither of them is eighteen anymore; Cassidy's still far, far out in the sea of dopamine-laced contentment and he can only assume that the same applies to Hanzo, even if they don't exchange a word.“
“The first time Hanzo meets the man named Cole Cassidy, he finds himself staring into the barrel of a gun.“
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Got tagged by @hbdttg Thanks!
Rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recently published ao3 stories (if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics)
For Whom the Bell(Hop) Tolls - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - WIP - 8.6k
It was a name like any other name, and by that, he meant it had letters and was words that were meant to refer to a person.
Backdraft - Stranger Things (Steddie) - WIP - 14.0k
Steve was sitting at the lunch table, two weeks after the start of school.
Leaky Pipes - Stranger Things (Steddie) - Complete - Rated E - 8.1k
There was an awkward moment of silence when Eddie swung the front door open and came face-to-face with what was most likely the hottest man he had ever seen.
Stolen Pleasures - Stranger Things (Steddie) - Complete - Rated E - 3.1k
He was panting like he was running a marathon, fingers scratching and digging into Eddie's back, lips hanging open and eyes squeezed closed.
Tiger Stripes - Stranger Things (Steddie) - Complete - 1.8k
The Party gets used to looking out for signs that Eddie is hurt.
A Blanket Bed in the Corner - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 2.1k
They get to Hobbs’ small house late that night.
Silver & Honey - The Witcher - WIP - Rated E - 68.6k
Geralt shoved through the crumbling remains of the door, stumbling into the space that the portal had just been.
Just Wear the Blue One - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 2.9k
"Todd, relax," Dirk said, wiggling his feet on the floor as he sat watching Todd from the end of the bed. "It's going to be fine."
The Valentine’s Bunny - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 2.6k
Todd woke up, mostly as he usually did, bleary-eyed, aches and tight muscles shouting at him, because as much as he would like to think he was still a somewhat young man, he was in his thirties and people in their thirties apparently didn’t get to wake up without some part of their body reminding them of that fact, and letting out a half-groan/half-yawn that Dirk loves to make fun of him for.
We’ll Never Let You Go - Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency - Complete - 1.5k
Dirk watches Todd walk away.
I was surprised to see that these were all posted (almost) in just the past year (plus like a month and a half). I feel like I’ve been in such a slump, but also I’ve written, and actually posted way more than I had in a lot of my other years on Ao3, so like, kudos to myself lol.
Tagging (if you want to or you haven’t already been tagged somewhere else because I don’t pay enough attention to this): @generalized-incompetence @clockworkcheetah @goatyoat @krikkiter68
#dghda#steddie#geraskier#dirk gently's holistic detective agency#the witcher#stranger things#dirk gently#ao3 first lines#fanfic#writing#jaskier
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Tagged by @pollyna
Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.
Feather on the Wind- (GooseCarole, Daggersquad, Foster Parent AU)- A shrill ring pierced the still house. Goose shot up from his slouched position on the sofa. His half-asleep brain shocked awake. Carole had stepped away from the stove top. Her face pale, eyes sparkling with excitement, hands shaking.
A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing- (IceMav, Break Up)- Stepping outside, the fresh summer air pierced the thick clouds of grief he’d been suffocating in all day. Funerals were never easy for him even though he’d been to far too many. He didn’t remember his dad’s but had vague memories of empty rooms and a deep sense of shame to grieve a man who was a supposed traitor. His mother’s had been just as quiet. The Mitchell’s weren’t a large family. His grandparents were dead or too frail to care for him after his parents died.
Monochromatic- (GooseCarole, soulmate AU)- Hopping out of the car, she pushed her sunglasses on her head as she ran around to get Bradley out of his car seat. He'd been talking all the way here about the sandcastle he was going to build and all the ice cream they were going to eat.
Soft Musk of Nighttime- While the crickets chirped in the hedgerows, Carole pushed Bradley up onto her shoulder. He hummed. There was a fine line between slumber and consciousness that he was walking like a tightrope. One hand clutched his toy goose, the other grasped her hair. Not tight enough to hurt but gentle enough to tickle.
Bradley’s First Christmas- (GooseCarole)- Nick awoke to the steady feeling of Carole's body strewn across his. Shuffling around, he realised his hand was placed on her thigh. He smiled with his eyes still closed. She was wonderful. Warm and cosy. He nuzzled into her hair as he felt her wiggle.
A Smile Through the Clouds- (Slooserole, University/College AU)- Afternoon sun peeked over the rows of bookshelves. It hit the trees outside on campus and reflected on the windows of nearby buildings. Soon the sun was sinking below them, then now the horizon, trailing pastel colours as the evening set in.
A Dead Feeling Lingers- He stepped onto the cracked sidewalk and raised an arm to block out the sun that peaked over the roofs, hitting his eyes harshly. The sky was crystal blue. Fluffy clouds slid across it like boats on the ocean. Looking around, he couldn't see anyone else. There should be children playing, squealing and ruining his afternoon. But instead there was nothing but the sound of birds chirping and trees swaying.
Silvery Moon- (GooseCarole, Werewolf AU)- The first thing he saw as he regained consciousness was the full moon. Reflections of the light on the water rippled with the gentle tide. It shone light across the sky. A beacon that couldn't be blocked out by the Annapolis skyline. He felt called to its light. The urge to howl was strong within his gut but he had to resist. He couldn’t get caught here, the Naval Academy wasn't too fond of dogs.
Perfect Fit- (GooseCarole)- Morning settled itself outside. The sun wasn't too high but far over the horizon. A clear blue sky stretched on. Clouds were thin and wispy. Such a beautiful day. Carole's hands began to burn under the hot water as she did the morning's dishes. The suds covered her hands but she knew they were red. It made sure she didn't break down just yet.
This Must Be Heaven (It Feels Too Good)- (GooseCarole)- There was a knock at the door. She stood up but didn't know where from, all she knew was that she had been sitting down. Something else out of place was how she didn't need to walk to the door. She was just there. Reaching for the door handle, she noted how quiet the house was. Part of her knew that Bradley wasn't here. She didn't know where he was but knew he was safe, which eased her worries.
I guess I'll just say anyone who wants to do this do it!
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Chapters: 26/26
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Ginny Weasley, Weasley Family (Harry Potter), Neville Longbottom, Minerva McGonagall, John Dawlish
Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Falling In Love, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Bisexual Harry Potter, Gay Draco Malfoy, First Time, Eventual Smut, Hogwarts, Harry Potter Has PTSD, Mind Healers (Harry Potter), Shameless Smut, Non-Graphic Violence, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Not Epilogue Compliant, My First Smut, Not Beta Read, Top Harry, Bottom Draco Malfoy, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, loving smut, Porn With Plot, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Hero Harry Potter, Hero Draco Malfoy, POV Harry Potter, POV Draco Malfoy, POV Third Person, Some Graphic Violence, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Fluff and Smut, Fluff, Top Draco Malfoy, Bottom Harry Potter, Switching
Summary:
I suppose war is war, whichever side you're on.
The Battle of Hogwarts had ended less than four months ago, yet the eighth-years had already returned to complete their NEWTs and begin the rest of their lives. Nothing much seemed to have changed, but it quickly became apparent that everything had changed.
#drarry#drarry fanfic#drarry fandom#drarry fic#drarry fanfiction#drarry fic rec#draco malfoy#harry potter#harry x draco#draco x harry#harco#ao3#ao3 first lines#fanfiction#ao3 fic#ao3 fic rec#drarry smut#yaoi
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rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics. (I have omitted some works for various reasons.)
open-tag from @nottonyharrison got me started and tag from @the-bees-patella got my ass in gear to finish, i just had to add the newest and delete the oldest 😊
“My Reserve Training Corps cadets are highly trained and perform on the same level as all you prestigious Republic Military Academy cadets, so if you think your education or credentials set you above, get that idea out of your head right now. We’re on the same team here, and that means no one gets special treatment.”
“Heyo, look what the tide washed up,” says a smugly cheerful voice Waxer had been worried he might never hear again. He whirls, legs tangling in the rungs of the bar stool in his haste.
At the unprecedented ID code on the incoming call, Kix sits up straight. “Commander Colt! To what do I owe the honor, sir?”
“Fi,” Ordo’s voice calls, as Fi passes his door, ajar as it usually isn’t. Fi stops in his tracks.
Maze only really came onto his radar after Dha Werda Verda. Ordo had complained about RGSOC obliquely before, generally, as regs or GAR bureaucracy. Jaing always thought it was a damn waste to stick an ARC into an office.
Etain’s feet touched down on Qiiluran soil once again, giving her the disconcerting sensation of homecoming, but a micron out of alignment.
“Lieutenant Law, Execute Order 66.”
Fox’s boot tapped the mosaic floor of the Jedi temple as he dismounted the speeder. All was still, tension strung, visibility low. He couldn’t hear any sounds of violence, so it was a fifty-fifty chance, they were either early enough or far too late.
“Are we going to have a problem here, gentlemen?” General Kenobi asks, looking between the two clone officers with a slight, amused smile.
Down on the lower levels, low enough that people didn’t ask too many questions, but still high enough to support a mostly human and humanoid population, there were places. Not approved, tourist-trap places like 79’s, which the public and all the surface knew about, but places that every brother knew, and plenty more people who knew but wouldn’t flap their lingual anatomy about.
tagging sans coercion: @elthadriel @kaasknot @chemicaljude @ionfusionpunk @hidingaway1995 @coinin
#ao3 first lines#writing meme game#fanfiction#cloneshipping#repcomm#sw legends#star wars tcw#rated e#rated m#rated t
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Thank you @anonymousdandelion for the open invitation, which I am taking as a tag to play~
Rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recently published ao3 stories (if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics).
Most Important (SK8; MatchaBlossom - T; 2.8k)
“Kojiro, what is it? You look so upset, honey. . .”
A Bed for Puppy (SK8; PuppyLove ~ T; 2.6k)
Tadashi checked the schedule once more, though it was clear in his mind, then tapped lightly on the door of Ainosuke’s office; a double spread of double beats, a rhythm that always made him very aware of his own heartbeat.
Proper Enjoyment (SK8; MatchaBlossom ~ T; 1.7k)
Murmuring assent to Carla’s helpful recitation of his upcoming schedule, Kaoru bent to retrieve his towel and umbrella from the sand.
Useful (SK8; MatchaBlossom ~ T; 1.3k)
Kojiro rubbed his pencil idly back and forth over the back of his thumb, his notes mostly forgotten.
Simple (Xena; Xena/Gabrielle ~ T; 1.1k)
Gabrielle poked at the fire almost absently - it was little more than the glow of coals now, adding a touch of warmth to the light of the full moon overhead - and looked over at Xena.
A Touch of Heart (SK8; MatchaLoveBlossom ~ T; 2.8k)
Adam unlatched the garden gate, grabbing the heavy sweatshirt and his waiting board on his way out; Tadashi had engineered their placement for him, hidden just by the gate, as always.
Warmth of Love (Sex Pistols; Yonekuni/Shiro ~ T; 868 words)
“Mmm. . . What are you doing?” Shiro asked, shifting lazily beneath Yonekuni’s hand, movements still a little formless and lax with sleep in a way that made him want to curl down over his mate.
Passionate Dance of Hearts (SK8; Eden ~ T; 1.8k)
Adam’s heart had been fluttering since the first countdown for their race had blared and Langa had refused to set off while Adam lingered; that look, expectant and perhaps irritated, unruffled by the production Adam made with his cigarette case. . .
Lost Leads (Tiger & Bunny; Keith/Agnes ~ T; 1.5k)
Agnes barely noticed the first warm little nudge, or even the soft puff of breathing - ghosting along her knee, rather than directly on her - but it wasn’t long before-
Stitching a Connection (Castlevania; Alucard/Trevor ~ T; 1.7k)
The first time it happened, Trevor assumed that the plant he had been examining had thorns he’d missed - which would place it squarely outside the family he’d thought it was part of; he’d left it alone and narrowly remembered not to stick his stinging thumb in his mouth.
I excluded minific updates for this, of course. And it seems I still tend towards descriptive beginnings - hardly a surprise. XD
Tagging: @dawen, @mad-madam-m, @kitsunekage88, @emilx311, anyone who sees this and would like to play, consider yourself tagged by me!
#tag game#AO3 first lines#about Kalira's stories#SK8 the Infinity#has been somewhat taking my mind over CAN YOU TELL#SK8#Xena#Sex Pistols#Tiger & Bunny#Castlevania#Castlevania (Netflix)
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Ao3 First Lines
Got tagged by @h3rmitunited - Thanks!
Rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recently published AO3 stories (if you have fewer than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics).
Eight Arms to Hold You - DGHDA - E rated - WIP - W/C 445
It’s dark outside, rain pattering on the roof tiles. Todd nods to himself, turns over in his bed and clicks on the link. The screen stutters for a second, then widens.
Tender - DGHDA - M rated - Warning for graphic/violent imagery - Complete - W/C 550
It’s the end of everything and he’s in flames.
Maybe The Rain Isn’t Really To Blame - Rocky Horror Picture Show/The Goodies - M rated - WIP - W/C 445
It was a night from Hell itself.
Jealous - DGHDA - M Rated - Complete - W/C 684
“Spring is here, Spring is here”, Assistent sings under his breath as he approaches the corridor, “life is skittles, and life is beer...”
Sexy - DGHDA - T rated - Complete - W/C 385
Hobbs takes a deep breath. He grips the microphone as the music starts and everyone in the room gazes expectantly at him.
Two Become One - DGHDA - E rated - WIP - W/C 1,652
On balance, Todd thinks, going camping hasn’t been their best decision.
Sparkle - DGHDA - T rated - Complete - W/C 471
“C’mon Dirk,” Todd says, draping an affectionate arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders as they sit together on the sofa, “you must have a Christmas sweater somewhere?”
Frozen - DGHDA - T rated - Complete - 763
On reflection, Todd thinks, I should have stayed on the sofa with the others.
Laced - DGHDA - T rated - Complete - W/C 274
“Tighter?” Tina murmurs in Dirk’s ear. Dirk exhales, luxuriating in the feel of purple satin against his skin, then smiles at her.
Michael - DGHDA - T rated - Complete - W/C 1,408
On a beautiful Spring morning, Michael Assistent nervily approaches the door of the Agency. His heart’s pounding and the handle of the plastic bag he’s carrying feels unpleasantly damp in his sweating palm.
Tagging anyone who’d like to join in!
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AO3 First Lines tag
Yoinked from a random person because it seemed fun.
Rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recently published AO3 stories.
I'm not going to tag anyone specifically, because I'm not sure who writes fanfic, so this is fully open (Also I assume it can refer to fic posted in places aside from AO3).
Get up
(TESIV: Oblivion, Modern AU)
"Baurus. Baurus, darling, you need to get up."
(AO3 | Tumblr)
Self Indulgent AU
(TESIV: Oblivion, Modern + Bio child AU)
It starts with the Red Diamond – the Key to the Septim's Vault in which lies Numidium.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
Look Back, by Looking Forwards
(Starbound)
The ship hummed gently under Mio's touch as she idly scanned the navigation console.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
Tales of the Starbound - The Old-Timer's Tale
(Starbound - Beta version)
Warm sunlight filtered down from a lavender sky filled with puffy pale clouds. The old avian shook out his yellow plumage before settling onto the worn bench, listening to the market traders as they hawked their wares to passing customers.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
Aurorabee
(Starbound)
"Here, deeku. What do you think of this one?"
Mio tried her best not to grimace as Masayu pulled another kimono from the rack, and held it out, closing her lower two eyes as if to get a better look at Mio.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
No Knight in Shining Armour, Xe
(TESIV: Oblivion)
Rowan pulls Martin to xir, covering his head as the white marble, glittering with refracted red like drops of blood, falls down around them.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
A Restless Pillow (Begets No Rest)
(TESIV: Oblivion)
Sickly pale moonlight spills through the high arches of the forge windows.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
Abecean Blue
(TESIV: Oblivion)
"That colour looks good on you," he'd told her once, with a soft smile. "Abecean blue is so bold, striking. Just like you."
(AO3 | Tumblr)
Spiritus Alco Custodiat
(TESIV: Oblivion, Modern AU)
"You know, before Reman Cyrodiil bought this pile, it belonged to a witch," Jena says as she enters the kitchen.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
The 'Shroom Witch
(Starbound)
"They tell me you're the only one who might help," I say as the door is opened. I've slogged through mud and jumped tussocks, braved rotting jetties, to see this person.
(AO3 | Tumblr)
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tomarry hot take: I actually don’t think Harry would even come close to defeating Tom in a duel
I think he COULD come close, with extreme levels of training and practice, but that classic “step into DADA and whoop Tom’s ass” scene? guys…I have something to confess.
Tom’s a fucking nerd.
he’s studied and practiced dark magic for years. he’s canonically regarded by DUMBLEDORE as the most brilliant student to ever walk through Hogwarts. Tom would DESTROY him.
imho the real fun of tomarry comes from the subsequent arc of Harry training to defeat him, and then actually coming close, and THEN Tom starts to become intrigued bc who the fuck is this semi-competent little shit?? and why is he now thinking about him all the time??
#tom marvolo riddle#tom riddle#harry potter#tomarry#ao3#cinus isn’t talking about tompercy? blasphemy!#we’re all entitled to do what we want though#ashamed to admit that I still eat that duel scene up every time#but yknow#let’s be fr#harry is surprisingly competent when he’s interested in the subject#desperately cites the Patronus charm#and like three lines in the first books
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𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞
steve harrington/eddie munson
for @steddiemicrofic's january prompt: hole, 404 words.
ft. flirting, sexual innuendo | T rating
read on ao3
“That’s just perfect.”
Steve stares at his rapidly flattening tire, and the culprit just behind the car. He loosens his tie, irritated.
It’s not that Steve can’t change a tire—he doesn’t have a spare.
Robin’s house is a couple of streets over. Sighing, he begins the walk there to call his mechanic.
“No answer,” Steve announces dejectedly as he walks back into Robin’s livingroom and flops down in her armchair, huffing.
The dramatics are a little much, but Robin bites her tongue. No need to kick the man while he’s down (not a rule she always conforms to).
“I know a guy who could help,” she says instead. “My cousin’s friend.”
Steve perks up. “Is he good?”
Robin bites her tongue again, this time fighting a grin. “Oh, he’s somethin’.”
Thirty minutes later, there’s a mechanic named Eddie in her livingroom. Steve supposes he looks exactly as expected—grey coveralls, arm tattoos, hands stained but washed (Steve knows, he shook one, with the hand that wasn’t clutching a cup of tea).
However, Eddie also has long hair tied in a loose bun, and the warmest smile. It lights up his eyes and Steve barely knows where to look.
Robin’s in the kitchen doorway, both hands on her own tea mug.
“So. Popped a tire?” asks Eddie. “How’d that happen?”
“Hole.”
Steve flushes when he hears Robin snort.
Eddie’s grinning from ear-to-ear. “Hole?”
“P-pothole,” Steve clarifies quickly. “I went over a… a big pothole.”
Eddie contemplates that, tongue between his teeth and looking Steve up and down, before he says, “Yeah, it’s amazing what a hole can do to you.”
Steve splutters into his tea. It goes up his nose a little, kind of fucking hurts. Robin barely keeps a lid on her laughter, knowing Steve won’t thank her for it.
“Eddie, you’re gonna kill him. Quit flirting.”
“Sorry! Right. Where’s the car?”
He keeps his comments to himself throughout the tire change, even though he really wants to wind up the cute guy in the nice suit with the nice car.
Steve pays him there and then, cash plus tip, but Eddie rejects the tip.
“Keep that. Since I almost killed you back at the house.”
Steve blushes. “You caught me off-guard.”
Eddie can’t resist. “I tell it like it is! Gotta know your way around a hole or you might blow, big boy.”
There’s no tea this time, but Steve still manages to choke.
#steddie#steve x eddie#steddie fic#steddie microfic#steddiemicrofic#i absolutely give up w the line break thing#anyway i wasn't planning to do this but i did it anyway!!!#happy first steddie to me#read it/comment/whatever on ao3 tho pls pls#fic
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