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I saw a poll about the best opening line ever and it was kinda a shitty choice so I want to show you my favourite opening lines I’ve written.
The Cat Druid & The Arsonist
“In three years of running the only cat sanctuary in Middle Bresser, I’ve heard a lot of their odd tales about how they ended up there.”
The Way Through the Woods
“It had taken almost a century of denial - and nearly two more of experimentation - before Palamon Keeper accepted it was, in fact, impossible for him to die.”
Nostos and the Filigree Lantern
“The earth opened up on a Tuesday just before noon.”
Dmitry Donne and the Great Lawyer Caper
“Dmitry Donne was twenty-six years of age, a fact he did his best to obfuscate in either direction.”
The Heart of the Garden is a Single Silver Rose
“We must start our story at the end because that is where we must start it.”
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NECK DEEP SELF-TITLED + Opening Lines
#neck deep#neck deep self titled#ndst#pop-punk#lyrics#pop-punk lyrics#album#record#opening lines#dumbstruck dumbf**k#sort yourself out#this is all my fault#we need more bricks#heartbreak of the century#go outside!#take me with you#they may not mean to (but they do)#it won't be like this forever#moody weirdo
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opening line patterns
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there's a pattern!
Thank you for the tag @thequibblah!
Choose Your Own (sexy) Adventure
James,
Couple of things for you today.
Wherefore Art Thou, James Potter?
"Drop your bag, Potter, and sit back down at once."
Chance Encounters of the Irresponsible Kind
Kingsley Shacklebolt: COME OUT TONIGHT
Scooby Doodles
Lily Evans is stunned by what greets her in her garden on the last Monday morning in March.
Everything but the Kitchen Sink
"So I was your second choice?" she demands, tears glistening in her eyes. "All this time?"
Covet Thy Neighbour
She's heard it told that bad things come in threes, but most proverbs are garbage.
A Series of Unfortunate French Events
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing James Potter that St. Tropez was just a certain kind of fake tan.
n00b
hi mates,
it is i, james lancelot potter, your fearless leader and devoted friend.
A Thursday of Unappetising Lunches
Lily Evans: I HATE that you're so consistently right about this
The Viscount's Daughter
"I have news," said James urgently.
So apparently my pattern is that more often than not I open with dialogue of some kind, which for some reason I wasn't expecting? Four out of ten of these openers feature someone talking to/communicating with James! Who knew? I'm also quite gratified to find that my opening lines tend to be quite short and succinct, because I worry often that I have a bad habit of waffling on too much.
Tagging: @oyprongs and @wearingaberetinparis (and anyone else who wants to do it!)
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Rules: list the first lines of your last ten fics and see if there’s a pattern!
1. Bucky and Yelena are chattering rapidly in Russian as they walk through the lobby of Stark Industries, so they’re not really paying attention to the people around them. (Like shadows turning red)
2. “OK, Bob. Thanks for expediting that shipment to La Mesa last week, you’re a lifesaver,” says Steve at his computer monitor. (You cannot hide behind disguise)
3. The shiny metal platform standing in the middle of the woods, red-lit pillars glowing on the corners and Thor’s hammer tilting jauntily in the middle like some semi-drunken little sculpture, does nothing to ease the anxiety in Bucky’s gut. (This could be the end of everything)
4. “It’s cold as balls in here, Jesus Christ.” (Amid the cold of winter)
5. “What have you done?!?” (You feel the sweet breath of time)
6. The Soviet icebreaker Murmansk glides easily through the water. (When you stop being a ghost in a shell)
7. The darkness keeps receding and returning, and Steve has the impression of trudging a long way down gloomy roads and through deserted city blocks before he finally finds what he’s looking for, a tall 1930s-era building not far from where he grew up in Flatbush. (Down in an earlier round)
8. The start-time of the fight is only half an hour away when there’s an unexpected knock at the dressing room door. (We’re going down swinging)
9. “Hey Buck, I’m off to the studio!” calls Steve from the living room. (Safest)
10. Oh my god. (Underestimate him at your peril)
I guess I like variety?? The first sentence of a fic is always hardest, imho. Thanks @thisonesatellite for the prompt! Anyone else feel free to do their own lists, no pressure. 💕
#stucky#bucky barnes#steve rogers#captain america#marvel#stevebucky#opening lines#holy shit I’ve written more than i thought over the past 4 months
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Did yall notice this opening line? Cause I didn’t. Didn’t think twice of it until after. Now I am on my reread and I am screaming, crying, throwing up.
Jean Moreau spends this entire book coming back to himself in pieces, inch by painstaking inch, finding the parts of himself that never had the chance to see the sunlight because they were buried in darkness. He is discovering who he is without the ravens, without Edgar Allen, without the king. He is picking up a thousand shattered pieces and dragging them together to try and make a whole (a little and a LOT like a shattered glass dropped in a sink, which is conveniently made easier when a golden haired twink wielding a paper towel and basic life skills comes to the rescue), desperately trying to make a life worth living when he has every reason to give up, because he has done this before! A thousand mornings before and a thousand mornings more. He will come back to himself, bit by bit, and make something with all those pieces, and to show that by opening with THIS LINE???
Nora, you are killing me man. Have mercy on my heart. It’s broken and bleeding all over my carpet and I can’t afford the dry cleaning :-(
#books#aftg fandom#aftg trilogy#aftg brainrot#thank you jean moreau for being the easy to draw version of kevin day#jeanandjeremy#iamjeanmonreau#tsc#tsc spoilers#aftg tsc#the sunshine court#palmetto state foxes#edgar allen ravens#all for the game#all for the gay#opening lines#this boy is broken as fuck man#French and depressed#books that broke me#neil josten#nora sakavic
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Opening lines and Temptation Tuesday
Happy post 6x17 day! Hope everyone (especially my fellow international 911 fans) have been able to pretend to look productive at work today, and get some good sleep tonight - Tagged by these absolute Powerhouses: @911onabc @buddiearemydads @ebdaydreamer @jobairdxx @rogerzsteven @usercowboy @alyxmastershipper @swiftiediaz @rewritetheending @comaboybuck
OPENING LINES
Post your favourite first sentence(s) of a fic you wrote. It can be something you posted, something you've been teasing, or even something stuck in wip hell!
From the Pushing Daisies AU WIP:
The facts were these, Evan Buckley - who would in the future go by the name Buck - was 14 years, 3 months, 1 week, and 5 days old and watching from the porch as his sister looked back in the jeep's rear view mirror at him for the last time.
After, alone in the dark solitude of Maddie’s small wardrobe, Evan let himself sob, breath stuttering in his throat. There would be no more reassuring presence beside him, their United front left shattered and states away. No curtain of hair to hide his blotchy face in when his frustration and loneliness ate away at him. No gentle hand to bandage his wounds when he just wanted to be seen, no softly spoken words to cling to when he needed love.
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Temptation Tuesday
SO I’ve been listneing to ‘Dog days are over’ by Florence and the Machine, and ‘Hopeless Wanderer’ by Mumford and Sons all day and all I can see is Buck on horse back, galloping from miles, whooping and hollering and shouting and crying - letting out emotions as the wind whips round him and hoofbeats thunder - paralleling a young Evan sobbing as he rode his bike away from his parents, from an angry red-rim eyed Evan flying down a road on his motorbike.
Maybe he took Eddie and Chris on a hack using horses from the equestrian centre, and Eddie is watching from afar as Buck sees the open land, that horizon line and he just needs to run, to gallop, and feel everything.
Just the parallels of Buck on fast modes of transport in times where his emotions really get to him, really gets to me and makes me weepy.
Tagging: @hippolotamus @elvensorceress @spaceprincessem @mellaithwen @homerforsure @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @monsterrae1 @bigfootsmom @chaosandwolves @loveyourownsmiilee @leewithme @homerforsure @like-the-rest-of-la @thekristen999 @the-likesofus @mumucow @indigo2831 (Sorry if you’ve all already done these)
#temptation tuesday#opening lines#911 on fox#buddie#evan buckley#Eddie Diaz#owl writes#owl wips#owl hoots#tag game
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Opening lines
Thank you @saffrongin for tagging me (I hate you)
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have, if fewer) posted fics and see if there's a pattern.
Name, relationship, type, wordcount, rating
1) Not You Again
Draco/Hermione, Complete, 22k, E
Draco pulled out his phone once he left the meeting, texting his best friend.
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2) Mixed Scents
Draco/Hermione, WIP, 28k, E
Many lives were lost during the years of the war, but the Dark Lord had been finally defeated and the wizarding world was completely free at last.
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3) Unavoidable Fate
Draco/Hermione, WIP, 18k, E
It was the day his life would change forever, though Draco had no idea.
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4) Bound by Darkness
Draco/Hermione, Complete, 16k, E
A winged shadow passed over the marble walls of Malfoy Manor, pale moonlight coming through the open windows of the main hall.
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5) Cursed Marriage
Draco/Hermione, WIP, 61k, E
A storm was raging outside the manor. Thick rain fell over the grounds and dark grey clouds covered the sky.
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6) Hidden Nature
Draco/Hermione, Complete, 10k, E
Hermione rubbed the back of her neck, a tired sigh coming out of her lips.
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7) His Greatest Weakness
Draco/Hermione, Complete, 8k, E
Weasley’s screams echoed around the hospital corridor, making Draco grit his teeth.
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8) The Legend of the Dark Forest
Inuyasha/Kagome, Complete, 129k, E
Kagome passed that corner every time she walked back from university.
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9) The Moonlight Curse
Draco/Hermione, Complete, 15k, E
Draco knew everything would start the moment he turned eighteen, but that didn’t make it any easier.
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10) Unintended Mates
Draco/Hermione, OneShot, 15k, E
"Hi, Hermione."
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Observations!
It seems like I love to start my fics with a name and an action 😂
I also think that my writing is way better now than when I wrote the last one (a year ago), and I hope it keeps getting better!
My Dramione & InuKag obsessions are still strong, and I have a few ideas for new fics, so I'll have time to improve.
I tag @acciomjolnir @dramiodantes @dramione4e @ellieauthor @thebemoon @sincerelymalfoyy
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10 Opening Lines
The Ghost of You
Steve squirmed in Eddie’s tight grip, his back plastered against his chest, both drenched in sweat, and a hot breath on his neck that was sending shivers down his spine.
In My Arms
There was a whimper.
Christmas Angel
Loki sighed, his body shimmering green as he focused, manifesting himself to appear by Mobius’ side, who lay snoring in bed in the early morning light.
Need Your Discipline
"You need to get your life in order, boy."
The Things You Do For Love
Loki heard the snarl in Mobius’ voice as he berated them for running off in Roxxcart, escaping through the time door with Sylvie.
Dream of Me
Mobius shifted, turning over, his legs tangling in the stiff corners of the cheap motel he was staying in.
Let Time Pass
The afternoon sun shone brightly across his shoulders.
The Words I Could Not Say
Loki takes a tentative step forward, knowing full well he has to say what’s on his mind before they do this.
What My Heart Just Yearns To Say
Jaskier saddled up against his side on the log, as the bard always did at night while they sat around the campfire.
In Any Shape or Form
“Come on, time to head back,” Mobius said, turning towards Loki and watching a faint shimmer of green pass over him.
Conclusions? I feel like I have less snappy opening lines than last time I did this tag game (I can't remember when it was). I've tried to be more descriptive. Unsure if it's working, but it's interesting to see the change.
Thanks to @cha-melodius for the tag. I loved seeing your opening lines.
Tagging @rins-love-wins @eriquin @themanta @blackbirdofasgard @dreamycloud @mimisempai @dewdropreader @starrose17 @starport-seven-five @echo-bleu if you wanna do this.
Rules: list the first line of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any.
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A beginning is the time for taking the most delicate care that the balances are correct. This every sister of the Bene Gesserit knows. To begin your study of the life of Muad’Dib, then, take care that you first place him in his time: born in the 57th year of the Padishah Emperor, Shaddam IV. And take the most special care that you locate Muad’Dib in his place: the planet Arrakis. Do not be deceived by the fact that he was born on Caladan and lived his first fifteen years there. Arrakis, the planet known as Dune, is forever his place.
– from “Manual of Muad’Dib” by the Princess Irulan
Frank Herbert, Dune
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Patterns
Thanks for the tag @annabtg!
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there's a pattern!
Iris (H/Hr, technically the first story I ever started!)
Morning had always been Hermione’s favourite time of day.
Starlight (Jily)
Norway was colder than England.
Maybe Tomorrow (H/Hr)
Dust covered everything, everywhere in the old manor.
Found (H/Hr. I've taken it off archive, but finishing it as a personal project, but this opening line came to me and the fic spun off from there!)
Iris had known for a long time that her mum wasn’t like other mums.
A Theory of Everything (H/Hr companion, to Maybe Tomorrow)
Noise, loud and overlapping, reached her before she stopped spinning.
At The Beginning (Jily)
Lily followed the tray levitated in front of her, the steam from the soup wafted into her face and warmed it.
Plans (Jily)
The room was bright when Lily woke up.
Entering the Kingdom (Jily)
Sunlight kissed her skin and Lily hummed in delight.
Home (H/Hr)
The map of Edinburgh stretched three feet across the wall of Harry and Ron’s hotel room.
Opals and Mistletoe (H/Hr)
Harry dusted the soot of his dress robed and was shocked that his date wasn’t already waiting, tiny handbag packed and chiding him about not wanting to arrive late.
Patterns:
I think mine were a little all over the place! Even going back further in my work; some are short and to the point, and some are a longer, more descriptive. Others don't give much context and others immediately set the scene. I do think as I've learned more about writing I've tried to learn how to establish POV and set the scene quick, and ideally you would try and hook readers (something I'm still trying to master, but practice makes perfect).
I did notice one pattern which is that in my Jily fics, which has been mostly shorter one shots, I'm quick to have the POV centered right away. Where as I don't always do this in my longer stories.
Tags: anyone who is interested! I think most of my Jily mutuals have been tagged, but would love to hear yours @myst867 @glitterwitch1
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Uploaded the last chapter of Wanderlust: B90 last night. Wrote this just now, anybody interested in the rest?
When you marry a Milkovich, you marry the whole family, Ian knew that going in.
That meant a few things.
It meant random three AM phone calls that pulled his husband out of bed and out the door with nothing more than a kiss and an "I'll be back." Whenever that happened, it meant not asking where he's going or asking where he'd been when he returned. It meant occasionally hiding what can generally be described as contraband, which also meant not acknowledging said contraband is present in the apartment from the day it arrives, until the day it disappears. It meant having a stash of cash available so when (not if) somebody needed bail money, they could contribute a portion of it with no expectation of being repaid.
Ian also knew that it meant eventually, someone was going to turn up dead.
#gallavich#mickey milkovich#shameless#ian gallagher#fanfic#ian and mickey#opening lines#writers writing#free writing
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10 lines, 10 works!
Finally getting around to this after the tags, thanks @aqua-myosotis, @tracingpatternswrites , and @mundrakan !
Here are the opening lines to my 10 most recent fics, in order of most recent:
A yearning, profound (a love, unbound)
"You're fucking kidding me. [...]"
(Wolfstar, 3.9k, Mature, complete)
(K)not for Me
Oliver's not perfect.
(Perciver, 6.5k, Explicit, complete)
One More to Love
"I'll kill him."
(Wolfstarbucks, 114k, Explicit, WIP)
Meet Me in the Daylight
Harry knew something was wrong when the Patronus swan appeared in the kitchen, pale and nearly noncorporeal, its elegant form disrupted and fuzzy at the edges.
(Drarry, 6.2k, Explicit, complete)
Neon Moon
The Neon Moon was a poorly-kept secret, like Vegas’s seemingly thousands of “speakeasies”.
(Wolfstar, 33k, Explicit, WIP)
Wherever flames may rage
“You’re kinda reaching for low-hanging fruit there, aren'tcha, Sirius?”
(Wolfstar, 9.9k, Explicit, WIP shorts)
Seeing the Light in the Darkness
All Hope wanted for her son was to be happy and loved, to be able to make friends like any other boy.
(Hope Lupin, 2.5k, Teen, complete)
to bind us to the earth
When he looks at me, I feel, for the first time, like the most important thing in the room, to which no jewel or tapestry or silver goblet can compare, no dignitary or Ministry official or Order of Merlin can compete.
(Lucissa, 2k, Mature, complete)
Proof of Life
"Moony, put me out of my misery. It's time. I've had a good run."
(Wolfstar, 2k, Explicit, complete)
a tiny, insignificant thing
Scintillating, hair-raising, the predator’s breath ghosts along his neck, eliciting a deep, primal flight response with the subconscious, aching desire for more.
(Wolfstar, 15.3k, Explicit, WIP shorts)
Tagging blindly and randomly across the alphabet, because I'm not super active on Tumblr lately 😂
@sliebman10, @r33sespieces, @neondomino, @impishtubist, @fvckyouimaprophet, @lqtraintracks, @quietlemonhush, @greyeyedmonster-18 @mabeltothknows, @second-sister
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HE SAID THE THING
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started my assignment piece (I'M DEAD AND THIS IS HELL)
It was a Tuesday at the tail-end of November, and the leaves were late in coming off the trees. Raindrops speckled them like blisters. As the number 61 bus pulled up to the kerb, one of those leaves bent slightly under the water’s weight, depositing a frigid dribble straight onto the back of Luke Merrill’s neck.
“Shitting, fucking...”
He swatted impotently at his collar, then felt a blush of embarrassment as he met the bus driver’s nonplussed gaze.
“Erm… a single to the Bridleway, please.”
“Yeah. £1.80 then.”
He paid and turned to the aisle. Behind him, automatic doors scooped up the stench of petrichor and diesel fumes as they closed. The bus lurched away from the kerb with a disgruntled rumble, and Luke was forced to clutch the nearest pole to avoid landing in the lap of a young boy reading Spot The Dog Learns His Colours. The bus driver, naturally, was not amused.
“’S not an American subway, mate—siddown!”
Mumbling an automatic apology, Luke wobbled his way down the aisle. Somehow, moving through a space while the space itself was in motion seemed impossible. He’d barely gone a few steps before he caught his own foot and slammed face-first into a mercifully empty seat.
The girl sitting beside him laughed.
#writeblr#writers community#my writing#opening lines#honestly writers block has BEATEN my ass so bad this week#along with life in general but we move
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