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AH THANK YOU SO MUCH @ruddcatha @sapphirestarxx @anisaanisa @smmahamazing @superpixie42 @lemonlushff @omgitscharlie FOR TAGGING ME 😍😍😍

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!

My favorite opening line thus far: It all began in a coffee shop.

Idk lol it’s simple, sweet, to the point. I don’t think my strengths are openings 🤣🤣 The rest are below the cut ❤️❤️ Spreading the love to: @karina-inuphantom @kawaiichan67 @mrfeenysmustache @petri808 @shnuggletea @yurawiththegoodhair and anyone else who wants to participate!! Seriously... lol if you want to do it you can cite me and have fun with it ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Twenty first lines

@zmediaoutlet tagged me in the twenty first lines meme. thank you liz and yours were so good <3. As a heads up, some of these fics were marked Wincest on A03 but are really gen (guess I see Wincest everywhere? also Wincestmas ficlets so yeah)

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have altogether). See if there are any patterns. Then tag your favorite authors.

“The video camera sat on the table, its grey-green screen pointed at an empty chair on the other side.” Be My Alibi, Wincest.

“But, why salt?” Sam shifted from foot to foot as he stood next to the open grave.” Set This Thing On Fire, Wincest.

“A thump sounded from inside the motel closet which had Sam scrambling off the bed.” A Pair Of One-Eyed Jacks, Soulless Sam/Demon Dean.

“Sam likes to take a back seat when they hustle pool.” Playing The Percentages, Wincest.

“It started out as Mary’s.” The Memory Box, Wincest.

“Oh c’mon, Sam, it’s not as bad as Dad’s pimento loaf–” Oregano and Dill, Gen.

“Twenty three hours a day in solitary lockdown.” Just Another Cage, Gen.

“At any other time, it would have been relaxing, sitting in the long grass and stroking that soft brown fur.” The Runaway Sam, Gen.

“So, you’ve never done this before? Because it’s very important to my client that his dates are… well, more on the innocent side.” Baiting The Hook, Wincest.

“Sam’s breath stuttered slightly as the first needle went in.” Ink Up, Wincest.

“It’s a real thing, Sammy. They call it a “mint job”. Like Altoids, but with more holiday spirit.” The Mint Job, Wincest.

“Ash sat at the end of the bar, three PBRs down for the night.” Can You Feel The Love Tonight? Wincest.

“They were Sam’s favorite snowflakes.” Points Of Light, Wincest.

“Eight hours and fifteen minutes.” A Very Supernatural Christmas Carol, Wincest.

“The aluminum walls of the single-wide trailer were soda-can thin, and the lack of privacy had Dean on edge.” Soda-Can Walls and Gravel Roads, Gen.

“Jensen held his glass up to the bartender and signaled for another whiskey.” Photo Booth, J2 rps.

“Dean sets his coffee cup down on the diner table and flicks at the corner of the list.” The List, Wincest.

“Happy endings are bullshit, kid.” All That Matters In The End, Wincest.

“The fog was thick and white, and the road only showed up as far as the headlights would shine.” Of Souls, SPN Reverse Bang, J2 rps, posting 2/28.

“Sam, this is Bobby. Haven’t heard from you in a while but I been hearing some rumors.” Pick Myself Up Off The Ground, Sam WInchester Big Bang, Samcest. posting probably early March.

The pattern? Hmmm, guess I like to be succinct XD and most are either physical or emotional set-ups to the fic. Tagging @justanothersaltandburn @nerdygeekypastrychef @soy-em @efflorescentjared @dreamsfromthebunker @specialcases-soulmates if you want to do the thing, lovelies!

#tag games #twenty first lines #my writing #wincest #j2 rps

Twenty First Lines

I was tagged by the impossibly sweet @justagirlinafandomworld❤

This took me all the way back to Kinktober. I have been more focused on writing serial stories than I have one-shots or quick and dirties. I think this shows that pretty well and how far I'm coming as a writer. I grabbed 2 lines on some just to give that edge of context to the single line if it wasn't really a stand-alone.

All in all this was fun to take a trip down memory lane a little bit.

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 writers!

Bucky’s face scrunched up. “I am too spontaneous,” he shouted in offense and irritation. Spontaneous | Bucky x Lazarus

His fingers dug harshly into your elbow while the two of you both careened out the doors and down a long hall. Glancing around the two of you briefly before pushing you into the smallest broom closet you’d ever seen. The Broom Closet Serenade | Bucky x Lazarus

Fingers pushing the edge of the curtain back slightly a sliver of moonlight illuminated your face. Tainted Love | Mafia!Bucky x Reader

It was around 3 am when you woke up out of a dead sleep. Eyes drifting to the digital clock on the bedside table before cursing yourself. An Old Fashioned Remedy | Bucky x Reader

Bucky was an easy-going kind of guy or at least he liked to think so. What's New Pussycat | Bucky x Reader, Werecat!Steve x Reader

Relaxing. It was a rare occasion as an Avenger that you could actually relax and have a day to yourself without a slew of paperwork to catch up on or an emergency mission to some remote part of the world or someone riding you to catch up on training. Novel Idea | Bucky x Lazarus

It was Saturday, which meant the line at the coffee shop would be extra long and Bucky wouldn’t want to wait inside. Emotional Support Assassin | Bucky x Lazarus

You were in a mood. Waking up alongside Bucky you were just grumpy and didn’t quite know why. Netflix and Chill | Thor x Lazarus (platonic), Bucky x Lazarus

Sitting in the airport your leg jiggling impatiently as you waited, eyes fixed on the gate ahead of you. Nowhere to Run 4 | dark!Steve x dark!Reader, Bucky x Reader

Your laughter echoed through the tiny kitchen as Steve stood at the stove, a towel draped over his shoulder. Nowhere to Run 3 | dark!Steve x dark!Reader

“He’s just grown so listless, doctor.” Nowhere to Run 2 | Steve x Reader

It was early afternoon, the sun shining brightly through the bedroom curtains as you laid in bed reading. Under Covers | Stucky x Reader

The vibrations wound through your lower half, making your thighs tremble and the breath catch in your throat. White Wolfs Call Podcast | Bucky x Reader

Ransom was furious. You could see it in the set of his jaw and the way his nostrils flared with every labored breath. Held for Ransom 9 | Ransom x Reader

Five years. That’s how long it had been. It was ironic that time had stopped for millions of people but continued to flow for those who were left behind. All Good Things Epilogue | Bucky x Reader

It was late or maybe it was early depending on how you looked at it. Either way you couldn’t sleep. All Good Things Part 4 | Bucky x Reader

“Hey Buck, could you help grab the crates off the top shelf for me?” You called from the packing table in the back room. All Good Things Part 3 | Bucky x Reader

Rubbing at your eyes in annoyance you were ready to flip your kitchen table. All Good Things Part 2 | Bucky x Reader

Closing your eyes in relaxation you rubbed the shampoo into your scalp, letting the suds cleanse away the hours of fitful sleep with the satisfying slap of soap as it washed down the drain. All Good Things Part 1 | Bucky x Reader

Bonus Lines

“Can I… join you?” Blinking sleepily you looked up from the tangled mess of sheets and blankets on your bed. James Barnes stood at the edge of your bed, coffee color hair skewed on one side, wearing just a pair of lime green boxer briefs and a haunted look in his too wide eyes. Hold Me Closer | Bucky x Reader

“Steve, what are we doing all the way out here,” you asked, looking out the passenger window. It was early June and the corn had just started to sprout, it was warm and the world was your oyster. Nowhere To Run | dark!Steve x Reader

Tagging some folks I know have put out amazing work in the last few months @navybrat817 @angrythingstarlight @angrybirdcr @river-soul @whisperlullaby @the-soulofdevil @mashep23 @sweater-daddiesdumbdork and anyone else who would like to do this! I encourage you to do so!

#tag game #sagechano answers #twenty first lines

First lines meme

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (although I’m just doing ten). See if there are any patterns (the only one I can see is that I always have Sherlock or John’s name within three lines!). Then tag your favorite authors.

My Private Affairs

Holmes had been angry over the letter. That was the only conclusion I could reach. I had walked ten blocks through the heart of London rather than hail a cab; I needed the time to think.

Home

He lies back against the seat of the black car Mycroft's people sent them and closes his eyes, wishes everything away. Wishes himself in his chair with a cup of hot tea and the telly on and nothing worse on his mind than what toxic mess Sherlock had going in the experimental part of their kitchen arrangements.

The Two Of Us

My brother fell in love for the first time at nineteen years of age. He was entirely unprepared for it. Sherlock was in his second year at university.

Hay Fever

Sherlock Holmes settled lower into his crouch and pondered the inconvenience of a stakeout in summer. The sun was turning their eminently practical groundcover--the fragrant field of wild grass--into a heat trap.

Poets Lie

As it turned out, poets lie--which was unsurprising. He'd never have turned to them for rational observation. But this was an area far outside his general expertise and the only terms he found in which to think of it were poetic ones, which went far wide of the mark.

It’s You, It’s All of You

John hasn’t let go of him since it happened. His eyes are closed, but he can smell John’s blood. It's soaked through his trousers, coating his skin. He can taste it like metal on his tongue.

Untouchable

They’ve changed so much. Both of them have. In the darkened kitchen, freezing rain ticks on the windowpane. John stands in his socks at the kitchen sink, stirring honey into Sherlock’s tea, and thinks about the way they used to be.

The Trainwreck

When she saw him through the cafe window, waiting, sitting solidly with his back to her, he looked like Dad. Squared-off military shoulders, dark jacket, silver hair. She felt breathless. It’s Johnny, she told herself. It’s just John.

The Quiet With Him In It

By the time John reaches home, he’s chilled through and vibrating with frustration. Walking home through the growing dark in a dismally frigid downpour was bad enough. Having been shrugged off Sherlock’s warning that the weather would turn foul was worse.

Pixie Cuts and Memories

Sherlock sits frowning while the stylist Mycroft apparently has on call (naturally) cuts off most of her hair. Her matted, half-dreaded, once fantastic hair. She winces as the stylist gently tilts her head to check the back of the cut. It’ll be almost as short as Jen’s, she thinks, and smiles, thinking of that familiar pixie, the soft hairs at the nape of Jen’s small, strong neck.

Tagging favorite authors @sussexbound, @kinklock, @aquabelacqua, @hudders-and-hiddles, @captain-liddy, @blueink3, @watsonshoneybee and @silentauroriamthereal (since you just did this, maybe you could do the second ten of your fics?)

#fics #my writing #twenty first lines #fic rec #johnlock #first lines meme

list the first lines of your last 20 stories, see if there are any patterns, then tag 10 of your favourite authors!

(no one tagged me but I saw this ask game and it sounded interesting so I thought I’d try! found on @finnjedis I didn’t do the last twenty because some of those are anthologies. Here are 20 that are mostly my most highly-kudos’d stories.)

Please mind ratings/warnings if you click through. :)

What Keeps Us Alive (a bit more than one sentence)

The party began to wind down gradually. At no point were gifts brought out—McCoy had been very clear about that. Yet, it didn’t really matter. The greatest gift for the Captain was directly above them, being built as they sipped sparkling drinks and chatted amongst themselves.

ah, bitter dregs (not pasting the lyrics)

Spock stopped singing as the final note of the harp hung trembling in the air.

Rules of Engagement

His quarters were dim and dark and he was nursing a cup of coffee, a headache, and a journal article about gene splicing when his door chimed at him.

Barbarian (added a bit more because the first line is dialogue from an episode)

“There is no need to continue observing me, Doctor. As you can see I have returned to the present in every sense of the word.” It was a strange and emotional thing to say. Further, it was a lie.

I’ll Fight For You Although You Tell Me No

At eleven years old Steve saw Bruce Banner go down like a ton of bricks, his head snapped to one side from the force of Brock’s punch.

Messy Soul

“Edith, Edith I need you to breathe, all right? That’s good. Deep breaths. Steady. When you feel the urge just push, okay?”

Across the Room (and the sequel) Like Light off a Prism

Bruce wondered if maybe they should have talked about this more.

“I had a thought.”

Run, Banner! Run!

Once every week or so, Bruce Banner would run.

Brainstorming

Tony burst through the doors to the lab, breathing heavy and thrumming with energy. “You can’t have sex?”

To Be Undone

“This usually works.”

One Long Night

“Are you ready? You don’t look ready.”

Just a Man

It was funny, in its own way. If it hadn’t made him so furious he might have laughed and the absurdity.

Secret

Bruce keeps many secrets. Here are two of them.

Broken Bow (fyi this fic is unfinished indefinitely)

It’s sort of a thing that Clint does when the adrenaline is running high and the heat of battle has him desperate. He grabs the nearest warm, willing body and they share a bed.

Tabloid

STARK IN BED WITH HULK?

Autopsy Report

The medical examiner clicked her pen decisively and gave Bruce an absent grin that should have felt disharmonious, given where they were standing in the morgue.

Respond

As soon as he walked in to the living room, Tony only had eyes for Bruce.

see you best with eyes wide shut (how about two lines because they go together)

“Yeah?” Clint asked. “Yeah,” Bruce breathed in reverence, and his entire body quivered.

Starched White Hat

“Is there a problem, Major?”

Two Times Stardust (two lines, because one is from the show)

If you want a family so much, go out and make one of your own. It was sort of comforting to know that out there in the big blue world was someone hewn from the same stardust as you.

This was fun! I noticed I start fics with lines from the show quite often, which makes sense as that’s what’s inspired me. I also noticed I write a lot of porn, ahaha. Like a serious amount. I also tend to start in media res.

Tag ten(ish): I’m going to tag @sleepymccoy @gimleafanatic @bruvebanner which is not 10 people, but alas. If you haven’t 20 fic things maybe do first lines of chapters, or you could tempt us with unfinished fic ;)

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Twenty First Lines

got the meme from shadoedseptmbr and probablylostrightnow and it looks like fun, so here we go!

1. After, all he could do was watch her as she slid out of his bed and stretched before casting about for her clothing.

2. He watched in morbid fascination as it spread.

3. His breath came in wheezes, the liquid in the very bottom of his lungs rattling like waves eating away at one of the underwater caves he used to tell stories about.

4. “Aren’t you all glad we walked now, instead of taking a cab?”

5. Step right, step left.

6. “Life is like the annums, my grandfather always used to say,” he said, twisting a spike of wheat in his fingers.

7. He couldn’t save them.

8. She should have been a whittler, he decided.

9. “I didn’t realize Treno was so far away,” Dagger said, her eyes tracing the clouds as they dotted the sky.

10. When he first arrived, there was much he didn’t notice.

11. He had figured it out.

12. All his life, people misjudged him.

13. "No!”

14. There’s something inexplicably sad about the fact that a child is needed to save the world.

15. He knew he shouldn’t be there.

16. Sebastian frowned as he listened to Hawke take the First Enchanter’s side over the Knight-Commander’s.

17. He watched her out of the corner of his eye.

18. “Here, toss another on the fire.”

19. It had been a long year, Aelethenn admitted to herself.

20. She waited.

I used dialogue a bit more than I expected--five out of twenty times. Most follow a basic “Pronoun/character-verb” formula. Some are a lot longer than I thought--1, 3, 6, 9, 16--not that I don’t like the sentences, but I should perhaps work on making my first sentences a bit more poignant. A good deal of them are declarative sentences (or at least look that way to me), and I rather like that.

This is a good exercise! I might do another one with original fiction. Another good exercise my sigoth and I were talking about to help make the beginning of a story stronger, is to look over the very first paragraph of a story, and basically analyze that: does it grab you? Does it make you curious? Does it drag? etc etc. We’ve been pulling up random first paragraphs throughout the books of published authors, and seeing how they write to capture the reader, but it also is good to look at your own work in its own right to see if you can prod at it and get it to be better. That might be another neat meme to do--five or six or so first paragraphs with this same sort of idea behind it.

I hope, like shadoedseptmbr, that more of you do this! I ‘d like to see what others have. So if you see this on your dash, consider yourself tagged to do this if you write things.

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