thank you to my gorgeous Gort girlies @gortashsrighthand and @aerin67 for the tag!
Rule: List the first line of your last 10 fics/or chapters (posted or WIP) and see if there's a pattern. If you don't have 10 fics, then as many first lines as you do have!
Ok. So. Let's see how this goes. I don't have ten fics so I am picking chapters at random for this.
The Shape of Home
The tent smelled of old parchment and honey wine, a scent Jessica had come to associate with home.
State of Grace
Chapter One: Opalite
The thing about October evenings in Providence was that they possessed a particular kind of magic— the sort that made Jessica believe, just for a moment, that anything could happen.
Chapter Seven: Call it What You Want
Gale woke to soft kisses being pressed to his shoulder, his neck, the line of his jaw.
Chapter Nine: The Fate of Ophelia
Jessica had learned, over the past nine months, that there were several versions of Gale.
Chapter Thirteen: Welcome to New York
Jessica was stress cleaning. She hated cleaning.
Ambition & Inspiration
Chapter One: Ascension
The Crown of Karsus gleamed like a promise and a threat.
Chapter Four: Fracture
“Mortality is a curse.”
Chapter Six: Reverence
The Elfsong Tavern hadn’t changed. Same worn tables, same off key ghostly singing drifting down from the upper floors, same smell of stale ale and roasted meat and too many bodies packed into too small a space.
The Wizard & The Winter MarketJessica had been planning this for weeks.
The First Noel
"I still think your family is going to see through that excuse," Gale said, watching Jessica pull ingredients from the refrigerator with the focused intensity of a general planning a campaign.
I am now suddenly hyper aware that I write primarily in Jessica's POV hahahaha. I'm not mad at it though- she's a very loveable gal and no one has complained yet.
no pressure/low pressure tags for @asorceresswrites @toomanyfamiliars @saylofwaterdeep and an open tag for anyone who wants to play along!
I was tagged by @mostlyinthemorning @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 @hippolotamus @obsessedwithdavrick
Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people.
Turns out, there’s beauty in it; in the mundane. In buying groceries with your boyfriend, or teaching him how to care for your knits; in moving around each other with an ease that seems choreographed but instead comes from knowing someone deeply, in sitting in a park laughing until you can’t breathe. from i hope this is forever (David & Patrick)
The gleam in Patrick’s eye is positively wicked as he crawls onto the bed and leans over David to kiss him. you know the way to feel (to keep me satisfied) (David & Patrick)
“Put one of those very attractive blue safety bandaids on - it’ll match your outfit - and get back to the cheese please.” For all that he’s trying to maintain his facade, he can’t help the smile that he quickly tucks away. baci (David & Patrick)
“Fucking stellar,” Suit Guy says, his voice low as he swoops his gaze over Henry, watching him take a sip of the martini. Call Me Old Fashioned (Alex & Henry)
When he catches sight of Henry in the mirror, shirtless, all broad shoulders and chest dusted with golden hair and lightly defined arms, he realises he’s made a mistake. to the victor, the spoils (Alex & Henry)
When Henry sees him running or walking with his teammates after lacrosse training, it’s almost always in basketball shorts, his shirt tucked into the waistband, sometimes with a headband holding back his curls. I want you, I need you (oh baby oh baby) (Alex & Henry)
Henry is with another man though, who can only be described as beautiful: flawless dark skin, cheekbones to rival Henry’s, pastel peach hair and a smirking mouth that is currently making Henry laugh so much he’s thrown his head back. Everybody needs good neighbours (Alex & Henry)
TK runs a hand down Carlos’ side, over his hip bone, trailing his fingers lightly down the crease of his hip, setting something fizzing under Carlos’ skin, like a sparkler before it’s fully aflame. i had a dream last night (Tarlos)
Carlos smirks at him, and god he’s beautiful, even when his perfect face is a little damaged. “How does it feel when your husband objectifies you?” every breath you take (Tarlos)
TK tries very hard not to imagine Carlos in the locker room, but his mind is full of the image of Carlos slowly peeling his sweaty tank top off and the way that he would look without it, even under the hideous fluorescent lighting that the locker room is cursed with. Let Me Hear Your Body Talk (Tarlos)
Okay that took longer than expected. I’ll tag: @treluna4 @stereopticons @maxbegone @welcometololaland @paper-storm @strandnreyes @three-drink-amy @clottedcreamfudge @indomitable-love @cha-melodius
Ten Lines, Ten People! Tagged by: @mayzarbewithyou
This is also how I found out that when I post Vows Made Of Wine I’ll have 10 works on ao3?? Let’s go chronologically!
On Bookshops and Cupcakes: “I will take it,” she tilted her chin up adding a manner of joking elegance. Lily smiled, doing something of a light curtsy.
Grand Opening: “Is that an earring ?” He [Sirius] poked at Regulus’ ear, who slapped his hand away.
Double Date: “Pandora Rosier, are you nervous to go on a date with a pretty girl?” He [Regulus] teases her, which only causes a pillow to get thrown in his direction.
My Jamie: “ Just stay still, alright? You’re safe, at St. Mungos, I promise you’re safe here.”
Potions Classroom: “Oh god, okay so–” Harry adjusts himself so he’s sitting further upright, “we wanted to find out if you were the one opening the chamber of secrets–”
In Our Midst: “Whatever it is you’re doing just…be careful. Contact me when you can, come home.”
Ghosts Of Us: It’s years before they catch her. The fire dances like fireflies on her dark skin. Even the bravest men fear her now.
Ghosts Of Us, extended: “I wasn’t looking where I was going.” If I had I would have seen you, I could have braced for it.
Vows Made Of Wine: “No,” Sirius almost snarls. “This is my mess. I’m keeping him as far away from it as possible.”
I think every single writer I know has been tagged in this so I’m going to leave the tags entirely open to anyone else who wants to play and you can say I tagged you.
Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. if you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.
1. It Started Out With a Prank (Wolfstar, written with @mooncat457writing, @moonwalker94writes...)- The older he got, the less sure Sirius Black was about anything in life.
2. Drabble Collection: Fluffbruary (Harry/George) - So…will you give me a clue?" Harry asked, watching as George secured the house.
3. Drabble Collection: HP Saffics (Lavender/Parvati) - "Lav! We’re going to be late,” Parvati called, looking at the clock on the wall.
4. New Love (Wolfstar)- "C’mon, we’re going to be late,” James called, banging on the bathroom door. “I’m sure your hair looks perfect.”
5. On the Cutting Room Floor (Wolfstar, Frank/Alice, Lily/James)- "That's a wrap." Sirius called and everyone started cheering.
6. Trade Secrets (Wolfstar, Fred & George)- Sirius went into the bathroom and turned on the water to splash his face before he went downstairs to the Order meeting.
7. Architects Anonymous (Wolfstar, written with @soloorganaas)- Lightning flashed through Sirius’s office, electrifying a room that was otherwise dim in the autumnal gloom with momentary, other-worldly light. It was followed, roughly seven and a half seconds later, by a low, rumbling thunder clap that reverberated off the high buildings along the street.
8. A Wedding at Malfoy Manner (Severus/Lucius)- Severus tapped on the door and poked his head in. “Are you ready?” he asked the regal looking figure sitting at the mirror in the dimly lit room.
9. . The More The Merrier (Harry/George, Neville/Draco)- Harry sat at the kitchen table thoughtfully considering their guest list he was writing as George emerged from the shower.
10. Let There Be Light (Wolfstar)- It had taken Sirius a long time to let this light into his life.
Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people. I was tagged by @sivan325 Thanks for the tag!
I’m tagging: @mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea, @just-fandomthings, @chaoticgardenbread, @kleenexwoman, @sgfic, @naughtyneganjdm, @stormxpadme, @onekisstotakewithme, @ rescue-ram, @godestof3worlds and anyone else who wants to do this :) Have fun everyone!
Because some of these vary in the ratings and I’m being fair in scrolling to the middle of the documents I’m going to put these under the cut for anyone who wants to read the lines lol. That being said here we go:
(Not yet titled Scott Summers/Steve Rogers fic that is a follow up to my other Scott/Steve piece I did that also ties into the Winteriron fic Yearning)
“It’s early,” Steve mouthed kissing the messy crop of dark hair spilled over his shoulder inviting temptation into his life at the idea of spending the next few days doing nothing, but exploring each other without thought or reason, just indulging in hedonism until neither could take it any longer, “You should rest.”
“I have a meeting at noon,” his lover sighed running his fingers over the planes of Steve’s chest, reaching out to slide his palm down over Steve’s abdomen to touch his skin as if his lover was also questioning if this was really still happening between them, “I can’t be late.”
“Not even if you tell them you’re working on public relations?” Steve teased circling his index finger over the dip in the man’s spine catching the goosebumps that formed on his flesh in Steve’s caress, “When we’re working out the future of team unity here?”
Gone Forever (Scott/Logan)
“Always only with me,” Logan teased curling his arm tighter around Scott’s body to pull Scott in over his chest more completely, “Although Nate’s probably going to wake up feeling insatiable himself when he starts talking about finding the leftover wedding cake.”
“He’s going to want you to take him out sledding like you promised when we drove in and he saw that hill,” Scott reminded Logan with a sweep over fingers over Logan’s chest, “He’s not going to take no for an answer after your promised to take him.”
“I’ll take him,” Logan kissed the top of Scott’s head, “I’m a man of my word Slim.”
“I know you are,” Scott angled his head up to take another look at Logan, “That’s why I knew that I was destined to fall hopelessly in love with you the moment you tried to drown yourself in my lake.”
The Assignment (Bucky/Tony)
“What do you think?” Tony decided moving in to reach for Bucky’s pants and open them as anticipated.
“I think…that you need to have someone make love to you for once in your life,” Bucky answered pulling Tony up off the floor and into his lap, “To show you that you mean more than just a means of getting off.”
“Getting off is easy for me,” Tony’s face grew hot in the admission, “It feels good, and I don’t have to think about…
”“What it means to mean something more to someone else who cares about you,” Bucky challenged touching Tony’s cheek and urging Tony to meet his eyes again, “To feel something about the person you’re sharing yourself with knowing that it means more than just pleasure.”
“Pleasure feels good,” Tony challenged brazenly as Bucky’s firm grip returned to his bottom to squeeze him tighter than before.
“Falling in love feels better.”
Better Together (Scott/Tony)
“Can’t rush perfection, right?” Scott sighed lowering his head onto Tony’s shoulder and savoring the warmth of the man who held him. He felt Tony’s fingers sliding down over his spine, spreading warmth on the path that they were on as it appeared that once again obligation had set limitations on their time spent together.
“Making love to you isn’t something I plan on taking lightly,” Tony’s sultry words caused butterflies to dance in Scott’s stomach as his body was filled with anticipation and longing for the one thing that they were yet to share with one another. As Tony’s lips found their way to Scott’s again, Tony’s right hand settled over Scott’s sharp jawline, tracing over his all-too-eager skin while Tony’s thumb skimmed against Scott’s chiseled cheekbone, “I want it to be perfect for us when it finally happens.”
Firestorm (Bucky/Tony)
“Stevie’s gonna kill you when he learns what your stupid ass did. We both know that,” Bucky counseled the man in the mirror knowing that running off and marrying Tony Stark without warning or reason beyond what Bucky suspected was a whim was going to raise the door to suspicions and create a wave of problems back home. Still not wanting to dwell on it, Bucky combed his hair back one last time before taking in a breath and making his way out into the suite to face the morning.
Home Again (Bucky/Tony)
“Jen,” Bruce spoke up behind an uneasy expression as his face was filled with a crimson color in everyone listening to his cousin’s excitement in her new position with the team.
“Can we get this one to lay off the caffeine here?” another feminine sarcastic voice questioned and groaned when Luke returned to the conversation once again.
“She’s excited Jessica and who can blame her? It’s not every day we get called up on an Avenger’s mission on short notice. Makes you feel like part of the A-squad right about now,” Luke reminded his wife when Jennifer’s conversation transitioned to Morgan again, who was now discussing what sounded a lot like a selection of mission themed snacks with another unknown male voice in the background.
“Cheese puffs, cinnamon pops, sour cream and onion chips, chocolate chip cookies…” Morgan’s muffled words continued to ramble on as Jen piped in on the conversation.
“Oh. Oh. Save me some of those cheese puffs,” Jen shouted over the com causing Bruce to cringe again with embarrassment. He threw out another apologetic look in Rhodey’s direction before struggling to keep things neutral in the conversation taking place.
“Yeah, well if she gets any more excited and I’m probably going to knock her ass out,” Jessica groaned outwardly when there was another sound of rumbling on the other side of the communication followed by a loud crashing boom, “No offense.”
End of the Line (Bucky/Tony from the middle of the story in the middle of that chapter)
“I don’t regret being there especially not now that she’s here,” Pepper noted with a shake of her head, “She has your temper especially when she’s hangry.”
“Hangry?” Tony repeated with a wrinkled expression on his face, “I don’t get hangry.”
“The hell you don’t,” Pepper groaned outwardly and rolled her eyes at him, “You have the worst case of hangry I’ve ever experienced not counting when Bruce’s other half is out or maybe Thor, but…”
“So essentially you’re saying that our daughter likes to eat,” Tony teased poking at her side when the words rolled from his tongue feeling more foreign than anything when he allowed them to sink in.
Under Your Spell (Scott/Logan)
“I won’t hurt him,” Logan promised standing up taller as he found himself filled with a new sense of hope, “Whatever happens I swear to you that I won’t hurt him Hank. I’ll find a way to avoid bringing his world crashing down when…”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep Logan,” Hank warned, “Scott’s in a very vulnerable place right now.”
Damaged (Scott/Logan)
“Logan stop,” Scott had foolishly pulled away, denying his heart when his guilt had consumed him. There were so many things he should’ve said, that he should’ve done, but instead he’d given into the weight of his guilt and had said the worst possible thing imaginable. He’d offered up the truth, “Last night happened because Charles wanted it to happen. I only let things get that far because…”
“No,” Logan shook his head furiously, “I don’t believe that…”
“He wanted team unity and I knew that the only way to keep you at bay was to give you what you wanted,” Scott kept his back turned away from Logan, “I gave in to temptation because it was what you desired—what you needed, but for me…it…it was just…”
“Just what?” Logan had questioned when Scott had done the unthinkable.
“Another successful mission meant to keep you in line,” Scott had replied dismissively, with an uncharacteristic coldness before everything else that followed had felt foreign to the man he’d become. Instead of revealing the things that he’d always kept deep inside of him, he’d denied his feelings, offered up his body to Logan on the stipulation that Logan would continue to fight for Charles Xavier’s team. He’d been cold and cruel, offering himself as a tool for Logan’s compliance should Logan demand it, but what he hadn’t been able to provide the man he’d loved was his heart.
Not Tonight (Tony/Bucky)
“Are you listening to me? I said empty your pockets!”
“And I said no,” Tony responded slapping the gun away as the man who threatened him looked back with bewilderment behind the blue eyes that were staring at Tony beneath the mask.
And if you made it this far you’re awesome! Thanks for the adventure in guiding me to pull these together and thanks for reading to anyone who took a look at these :)
I’m at work for the first time in ten days and I work till 10 tonight, so send me a prompt or an image, and a pairing, and I’ll write a drabble of ten sentences in response. Could be fun, yeah?
All the usual guidelines apply ... I’ll write what I am inspired to write, I reserve the right to not write something that comes in but I’ll work with you if I can, blah blah blah ...
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Tagging a few for interest, anyone is welcome to request!
I got tagged by the awesome @revwinchester to share the first line of my last 10 fics.
Rules: Share the first lines of your last 10 stories. See if there are any patterns. Then tag some of your favorite authors.
1. Homeless - Gabriel x Reader (soulmates, angst)
Having one’s wings detached was supposedly the second worst pain an angel could experience.
2. The Best Laid Plans - Gabriel x Reader (slow burn, humor)
Dean had one job, one damn job, and all it had taken was a pretty face and a tight dress to make your evening come crashing down around you.
3. Hiraeth - Gabriel x Reader (angst)
You can’t remember the last time you saw the ocean.
4. Perks of Dating - Chuck x Reader (fluff)
Dating God certainly had its perks.
5. Here to Stay - Sabriel (bit o’ smut, fluff)
“You want to talk about it?” Dean asked, catching Sam’s attention as they headed down the hallway.
6. The Space Between (Part 2 TBLP series) - Gabriel x Reader (smut)
He was everywhere.
7. A Little While Longer - sort of Gabriel x Reader
“Are these seriously the types of places you go to pick up women?” Gabriel asked, eyes scanning the bar with thinly veiled distaste.
8. Opposite Day - Rob x Reader x Rich
You didn’t know what had gotten into him.
9. Full Circle (Chapter 6) - Gabriel x Sister!Reader (angst, humor)
Gabriel’s world was one woman and he was certain it was ending.
10. Full Circle (Chapter 5)
If Gabriel’s life were an autobiography, it would be called The Reason We Can't Have Nice Things: A Study in Daddy Issues or Why I Hope I’m Adopted.
I didn’t actually have 10 fics posted yet so I decided to use the last two chapters of Full Circle. Apparently I like starting off with short sentences more than anything, but there’s more variety than I expected with dialogue and longer hooks.
tagging: @girl-next-door-writes, @theblackenedsky, @dont-hate-relate-pls @wayward-mirage, @icecream-and-gadreel, @crowley-you-sinnamon-roll and even though she’s already been tagged @lacqueluster because I love her stuff too much not to give a shout out.
If y’all haven’t checked out any of the above authors’, you should.
I've just spent the past hour exploring your blogs and examining your edits. I am utterly fascinated with your work. What is the thematic significance of placing these women in scenes of violence? Are they participants in the story? Spectators? Should we be viewing them as divine? Their placement and poses lean to some sort of thematic unity with the images they are superimposed on. I find your edits to be incredibly intriguing; and I would love to know more about your artistic process.
RESPONSE 1
Thank you for your interest. It makes me happy that someone sees more here than yet another exploitive pin-up collection. That is what it is, of course, but it is made to signify more.
There is a lot to say about process and meaning. This post is only a partial response to your questions. It’s the most obvious interpretation (to me, at least) More may follow. Unless this pedantic bullshit starts losing me followers.
