Link, Princess Zelda, and the Champions successfully defeated the Calamity the first time around. Link has been released from his service as Knight and Champion.
Now Link’s troubles truly begin.
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First posted on BMC, with several of the latest chapters currently posted there. Any support there, on my Ko-Fi, or checking out my original works is loved, appreciated, and definitely helpful right now. <3 Please enjoy!
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 some of your favorite authors!
tagged by @roxy206 and @pynkhues ty ty 😘
The clack clack clack of pool balls scattering is the first thing Beth hears when she shoves open the door of the bar, relieved to find it still unlocked.
- trade my heart for honey
It's weird, leaving the house for good.
- listening through the air shaft (dean pov)
can we meet
All in all, it's a pretty standard text. Rio could probably scroll through his phone and find at least 15 others at any given point. More if he didn't dump his phones every week or two. Even more if he didn't have Mick filtering most of the bullshit for him.
- Pills N Potions (I’m angry. But.)
To say Beth's night had not gone as planned is a bit of an understatement.
- a song inside the halls of the dark
Beth's tense as hell.
- listening through the air shaft (ruby pov)
Rio doesn’t know how it happens, drinkin’ with Elizabeth. He’s never really known how it happened when they used to do it, it never seemed like her scene. If he’s honest with himself, he doesn’t know how anything happened with her, really, but that’s an entirely other thing he doesn’t have the energy to get into right now.
- Pills N Potions (“I’ve missed this.” + “I still remember the way you taste.”)
It's wild how you can know someone since literal birth, develop a pretty solid picture of who they are as a person—and a super boring person, no less—only to discover they had this whole other, like, completely different, much cooler person living inside them the entire time.
- listening through the air shaft (annie pov)
Mick doesn't know how to feel about Mrs. Boland, to be honest.
- listening through the air shaft (mick pov)
"Here comes trouble," Rhea cries, already laughing as she opens the door, and Marcus comes barreling into her legs.
- listening through the air shaft (rhea pov)
At first, Rio doesn't have to justify why he's coming by the showroom.
- now use both hands
"You’re short one, man. Where's my other bag at?"
- I’d give her a HA! And a HI-YA!
“Where’s your sister?”
Rio straight up, like, materializes in the kitchen, startling the fuck out of Annie and making her drop the chip bowl she’s refilling.
- Pills N Potions (#highwhilebi)
Beth doesn’t know why she does it. The whole thing is just...insane. It’s insane, there’s no way around it. Especially now that all the cards are on the table.
- Pills N Potions (all the bridges you came over)
If you'd asked Beth two years ago about embracing new experiences, she probably would've said something like they're good for growth as a general concept, but raising four kids was enough day to day new experiences. She didn't need to seek out anything on top of that, thank you very much.
- as the world turns, the blunt burns
There ain't no fuckin' way that lying bitch is fuckin' pregnant.
- smoke, fire, it's all going up
I have an idea.
1:07 PM
- got a kiss (with your name on it)
"What am I doing here, Elizabeth?"
Beth's honestly not sure how Rio expects her to answer him in any way coherently when he's looking at her like that. With all of that ferocity and focus honed to a diamond point behind hooded eyes fixed directly, entirely on her. The barest hint of a smile lurks in the curve of his lip as he waits for her answer.
- say it's all in my head (i remember what you said)
Beth is a champion at not thinking about things.
- the world is on fire (and no one can save me)
things i learned:
i have written enough gg fic to play this game with minimal cheating. wild!
i am fond of a context-less snippet of internal dialogue as an opener. i’m fine with that tbh
i should not be allowed to title fic while in the throes of a hyperfixation bc it shows
i am at my best when writing annie pov
idk which one’s my favorite! probably annie’s chapter for listening bc it makes me laugh
omg fic idea i just realized i really want to read-but-not-write:
The Westing Game meets Riverdale; Pop Tate dies and leaves the diner to whichever two heirs named in his will can solve the puzzle; Betty and Jughead are paired up, obvi; you figure out the rest because idk i’m good at awkward cuteness but real real bad at mysteries
