Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!
Into the Fold (Shadow & Bone) The volcra descended on Aleksander instantly.
Between Hell and the Hunt (Supernatural) “Take care of my wheels,” Dean struggled to keep his voice steady.
A New Life (Wandavision) "They have him," Pepper says, and her voice is soft, gentle as it can be, "SWORD."
Give to You My Penance (The Witcher - Netflix) Jaskier sat staring woefully into his empty mug.
Closer Than You Think (Supernatural) Sam’s eyes bled solid black, gleaming in the sullen red lights of the bunker.
Behold the Beast, Behold the Lamb (Supernatural) In his dreams, Sam was burning—skin broiling and blistering as he clawed his way down down down, looking for Dean.
Toy Story (Venom) The night air was cold, and it smelled like Fall.
Hellbound (Supernatural) There was a streetlight.
Sin Eater (Supernatural) "There's more than one way to cure you," Sam said, and he sounded tired.
Beneath the Mask (Venom, Birds of Prey) The bar wasn't the worst he'd been in, Eddie thought, not by a long shot, but it was definitely the most unpleasant.
Many Thousand More (Venom, MCU) The fight wasn't going well.
Best Self (Supernatural) Sam stood in front of his new Mirror™ and smoothed down the front of his moisture-wicking tank top.
All You Have Is Your Fire (Supernatural) Dean has known fire all his life.
Tear You Apart (Supernatural) Sam didn’t want his soul back.
Prayers Answered (Supernatural) Sam bowed his head, closed his eyes and clasped his hands together.
The Further Adventures of Peli Motto and the Floppy-Eared Green Child (The Mandalorian) “You should’ve folded because your hand is terrible.”
On His Head a Crown (Supernatural) “I did it. I started the apocalypse,” Sam said.
Many Thousand Feet Beneath (Venom) Eddie set their purchases on the deli counter, trying to remember what he was forgetting.
Lakeside Fishing (Supernatural) Sam sat on the bench, looking out at the lake.
Costume Party (Venom) I like this place.
Best Self is my favorite opening line of this particular group because I think it does a pretty good job narrowing down exactly which version of Sam the fic is about in one sentence ; ) Not sure there are any patterns other than that half of these are Supernatural fics!
Tagging @denugis, @road-rhythm , @tigerlilynoh, @amberdreams1960, @quickreaver, @blindswandive, @wetsammywinchester, @themegalosaurus, @julia-sets, @ameliacareful and anyone else who wants to give it a whirl.
The rules are as follows: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.
I was tagged by @larryandgaystuff ❤️ this is a bit from the piece I was working on for LiteLarry. I still fully intend to finish it though it’s currently on hiatus.
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“Seems that Ben Winston and Universal are planning to re-release the film to theatres for the occasion and they’re hoping to get the cast on board for some kind of reunion. Of course as soon as I heard I knew I had to reach out to you straight away.”
There’s a dramatic pause at the other end of the line, and if Louis hadn’t been at a complete loss for words, he’d tell smug, self-satisfied Jack O’Connell to go fuck himself.
“The whole cast?” is what falls out of Louis’ mouth instead, the shock bleeding through the words. He slaps a hand over his mouth as Jack barks out a knowing laugh.
“If you’re asking about Harry Styles I can’t confirm - though I doubt it. Actors with Oscars aren’t usually quick to jump into something like this.”
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I’m tagging @indiaalphawhiskey @iamasphodelknox @suddenclarityharry @haloeverlasting @becomeawendybird @lululawrence and I’m leaving lucky #7 open for anyone else who would like to participate!
Alright, guys, I’m putting an outline together for my “Fallen Star” fic. With all the angsty westallen going on in it, I’m inserting a side couple for some sort of fluff relief. lol.
Guess which of the following AU ships I’m inserting in this fic:
“ You’re not in any trouble, Len. we just need your help.” Ten year old Leonard Mccoy sat awkwardly in his chair, looking down at his untied shoe laced. He was at the police station. He didn’t much like it, most of the men who worked there were middle aged and fat and smelled of beef and cheese, accept for the chief, who was a woman who went by aunt Jane by just about everyone in the small georgian county. Leon didn’t want to look up at Mr. Pike. While he was a bit nicer than the rest of them.
“ Well, whaddya need help with?” he asked with a bit of a sigh. Apparently Pike took that as consent because he walked over and closed his office door.
“ There’s a little boy who live next door to you, Len. Do you know him?” Len nodded. The only other kid who lived in his neighborhood was five year old Jimmy Kirk. He was nice enough, just extremely annoying.
“Well, we think someone might be hurting him. We think it might be his step father, but we’re not sure.” Len frowned.
“ What do you mean? Jimmy’s step daddy works here. he’s a policeman.” Pike nodded and sat down next to him.
“ Well, sometimes even the nicest looking people can do terrible things, kid.” Leonard thought that over for a bit. Later he’d look back on this day as one of the most important in his life.
“So will you do it?” Len nodded and pike clapped him on the shoulder. Pike then gave him a camera. He was to take photos of anything that could prove that JIms step father was hurting him, but he had to be careful.
“ Don’t worry,” he said, standing and tying his shoes. “ careful my middle name.
this is the first paragraph of a fic I'm thinking of writing. Would you read it? It wouldn't be a kid fic all the way through, I was thinking of making it one of those age progressive things....
