Rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns. Then tag your favorite authors.
tagged by the lovely @iskabee and finally doing it because i actually have a computer to do it on. not my computer, but still a computer. i’m gonna warn you ahead of time, before even doing this, that about 90% of this will be unfinished + unpublished things. because i’m trash.
untitled/unfinished nagiharu fic: “... What did you do to it this time, Nagisa?”
untitled rinharu fic: It’s brighter today than he thought it would be.
highly likely, running hot: Practice has started to end up like this nowadays, more often than not.
thin ice (unfinished makorin fic): With the edge of a knife pressed tight against his pulse and the burn of rope fresh at his palms, Rin’s only true regret in life is taking that fucking poetry class in high school.
lover, lover (unfinished souharu fic): “This is the worst idea you’ve ever had.”
untitled souharu mini fic: It’s when Haruka starts staring that Sousuke knows he’s doomed.
silver, silver: Though one could reasonably assume that a library is one of the last places anything too out-of-the-ordinary could occur, due to the quiet of it, the usual intellectual company it draws in, and the sheer normalcy of its very being, Rei has, in his teenage and young adult life, had quite a few considerably strange experiences.
untitled makorin: “You’re kidding me,” Rin says, backpack falling from his shoulders and onto the floor.
untitled souharu: “Haruka.”
untitled sourinharu: It’s past midnight when Haruka finally comes home, so he’d expected the darkness that greets him when he shuffles through the front door.
when day is done: It’s still dark out, which can either mean that it’s early in the morning or very, very late at night, or on some line where those two things tend to blend together a little.
me, into ashes: He's going to drown here.
untitled rinharu: “My flight’s tomorrow,” Haru says, perhaps without any real inclination to go anywhere with it.
untitled/unfinished sourinharu: He really should have stuck to law.
have all of me (--i’m yours): The wind is stronger here. But maybe that’s just his imagination.
to be with you, darling: At first, Rin thought that Haru had come to him only in his dreams.
mini nagiharu: “Nagisa,” Haruka says, hands against the counter, the back of his sweatshirt twisting with the steady pull of Nagisa’s head—back and forth and back again.
untitled rinharu: “I can’t believe I agreed to this,” Rin says, watching layers of Haru’s clothing fall near the edge of the pool.
untitled/unfinished souharu: Makoto isn’t answering his phone.
in the fire (mini souharu): It's a Tuesday night, and Haruka is silent outside of Sousuke's door.
thoughts: i’m extremely vague and make no sense when i start my stories. what even is context. the good news though is that this motivated me to write some more so that i can get these fuckin things posted.
i think most of my favorite authors have been tagged already??? @fictionisthefact @captain-of-science i don’t think i’ve seen you two do this
