First Line Tag Game
Thank you @zeebee3 for the tag!!! please do yourself a favour and read Zee's works here!! my fave is 'it was a sunny day', i think of it far too often!!
Rules are: post the first line(s) from the last 10 fics you've updated or posted (or however many fics you have, if less than 10).
Here are mine!! i've mixed by HP and ACOTAR works, hope y'all won't mind!!
Lavander Nights (Harry/Scorpius, 7k words)
The day Scorpius Malfoy walks inside his classroom, a frisson goes through Harry. It scorches the back of his throat like lightning. Harry looks away, closes his eyes, looks again towards the young man.
Caged in Gold (Eris/Azriel, 1.3k words)
Eris keeps him in the kennel, in a cage slightly larger than the ones he reserves for his hounds. The kennel is in an isolated corner of the Forest House grounds, where no one can hear the hounds, or the shadowsinger, howl.
Of Sun Swords and Worms (Draco/Hermione, 89k words)
A man was sitting on her couch. Which was strange, as there had not been any men on her couch in years. Stranger, still: he was reading one of her books. Not strange per se, but strange, because his hands were—well, hands, but not. Not entirely, at least.
Lilac Skies (Cassian/Eris, 1.6k words)
It’s the tears that get to Cassian. They always do, when they spill so sweetly from Eris’ eyes. They clump on his lower lashes, as if scared to make the drop, but then they fall, streaking down Eris’ blushing cheeks with a glee that makes Cassians’ mouth run dry.
Our Sweet Decline (Draco/Hermione, 226k words, WIP)
It’s all fucking bullshit. Are they truly expecting everything to just go back to normal, as if the past year hadn’t happened? As if Draco hadn’t had to shred his soul to fucking pieces over the course of months, hadn’t had to go through with acts that made him want to rip off his skin. As if he hadn’t been forced to live through that year, when all he wanted to do was disappear.
Starlight (Draco/Theo, 7k words)
It comes as a surprise, but it really shouldn’t have. It’s an accident – a stroke of luck, something inevitable, something that never should’ve happened.
Collapse (Eris/Azriel, 1.2k words)
Azriel blinks, looking down. The glass in his hand slips, fingers faltering. It crashes on the floor, but he doesn’t really hear it. He takes a step back, another. Then pain in his chest expands, burning.
Pretty Boy (Pansy/Neville, 3k words)
Pansy knows Neville is hard. She can tell. It’s in the way he’s leaning his elbows against the table, in the way he has his foot hitched up on the beam between the legs of his stool. She can tell by the way his broad shoulders are stiff with tension, by the way his fingers keep tap tap tapping against his Potions notebook.
Instinct (Draco/Hermione, 9k words)
There is a place, deep within the southern heart of the Americas, where beasts roam free. They are wild and savage and furious, and they do not live in harmony. They fight and claw and bite, trying desperately to survive one another. It is not a peaceful place.
Pretty Plaything (ask me nicely) (Draco/Hermione, 7k words)
Pansy had turned her home into a club – or something of the sort. The penthouse was packed with people, all the lights turned off except for colourful, flashing strobe lights that bathed the guests in hues of blues and greens. Loud music was pumping through the speakers, and once more Hermione found herself a bit envious of Pansy and her girlfriend’s enormous, sprawling flat.
play along if you haven't already!! i'm gonna tag some of my sweet acotar babes but if you see this, feel free to chime in!! @ysmtttty @iftheshoef1tz @secret-third-thing @g00seg1rl @acourtofladydeath @irithiadourden @chunkypossum @nus4y @ninthcircleofprythian @buffy-vanserra @jules-writes-stories @wrraccountant
