Omg This Looks So Fun I Need To Do This!! Reading The Last Lines Of All Your Fics Make Them Look So Fun

Omg this looks so fun I need to do this!! Reading the last lines of all your fics make them look so fun and intriguing 💜💙

First Lines

I saw a bunch of people doing this and it looked fun! So, I've decided to give it a try! List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have fewer than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some people to take part. The tin roof popped and bent beneath Harry, as he shifted his legs into a more comfortable position. Mountain Sound (47K) (M) He had heard fanciful stories about gods and powerful deities, passed between muggleborn children in hushed whispers. Seven Devils (1.6K) (M) Harry’s legs burned, as he climbed up the stairs to his front door. Late nights and Surprise cuddles (577) (G) They arrived in an ornately wrapped box. Ornate Boxes and Chocolate Lions (478) (G) Draco awoke to the sound of crackling thunder. Thunder Storms and Little Hands (378) (G) He felt it first at the trial. It must be a curse (550) (T) Draco Malfoy had never had a cellphone. Attention (363) (T) Harry opened the door and stepped inside, the scent of acrid smoke hung heavy in the air, stinging his nose. My darling, my dearest (100) (G) Harry kneeled down and climbed into the blanket fort, feeling the hum of magic surrounding him. Found You (541) (G) Harry rubbed his hands together, trying to create any semblance of warmth, while he waited on the frosty street corner. A frosty street corner (836) (G) "What have you done?" Kind Hearted (345) (G) The fire was everywhere. Fiendfyre (637) (T) Harry had been watching Draco all year. Tainted Blood (100K) (M) Harry approached the edge of the dock, peering up at the large ship with wide, apprehensive eyes. Ocean Man (14K) (M) “Obliviate!” Obliviate (422) (G) Draco grasped the quill with unsure fingers, dipping it into the ink pot, dots of black dropping onto the parchment as he pulled it back. Only Love is all maroon (831) (M) Harry lingered outside the closed hospital door his hand resting on the handle. Kissed (1.6K) (M) Harry found himself hesitating at the edge of the hot tub, but the cool night air was urging him to climb in. It must be the lights (2K) (T) Father had fallen ill first. Bubonic (1.8K) (M) Draco’s head burned. Taken (2.5K) (M) Pattern: I think I either start with a short opening statement, followed by more detail. Or I start with the detail and just dive into the story. OR occasionally it's a line of dialogue. Favorite Line: Harry found himself hesitating at the edge of the hot tub, but the cool night air was urging him to climb in. Tagging (and anyone else who wants to join in! Consider yourself tagged!): @phoebe-delia @rockingrobin69 @itsfookingnyx @nelweensfic @phd-mama @drarrily-we-row-along @ronbinary @opalesqueopioid @wheezykat @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm @corvuscrowned @orange-peony @pennygalleon @alindakb @ravena-wrote @missfreefairy If I've forgotten anyone, I apologize! I'm awful with names.

Last Lines Challenge

I’ve done this before but I just got tagged by @steampunkserpent27 so I figured why not do it again! Here is the last line I just wrote for my wip. You can find the first chapters of it here 

It’s early, but they fall asleep anyways. Two boys enveloped in each other, all loose limbs and wild hair, spread out across snowy sheets.

Alright, I'm going to tag @phoebe-delia and @dykesiriusblack. Also @silver-de-vonne and @sorry-i-ship-drarry (I know I’ve tagged you both before but I had so much fun doing the tag a second time I felt like giving ya’ll an opportunity to do it again too). In addition anyone who sees this post and wants to join in please do 💜 

Night Sky 

For @hdcandyheartsfest prompt: chocolate. I think this is the first fic I’ve ever written in first person so I hope you all like it! Thank you @phoebe-delia for your tips! I don’t know if you remembered giving it to me but your advice on first person writing was so helpful :) 

He’s sitting on the bed across from me. Legs crossed and head tossed back,  looking at the stars we’ve just stuck up with a furrowed brow. 

I wonder if we’re too young for playing pretend, for looking for a night sky where there is only cracked plaster. 

When he looks back at me, there’s a manic gleam in his brown eyes. “Come on Draco, turn off the lights for me.” 

Who am I to tell him no?

I flick off the lights plunging us into darkness. I flop back onto the bed beside him and listen to the sound of our breath, the soft whisper of the sheets. 

I turn my head as slowly as possible and watch his inky silhouette, skin illuminated only by the glow of stars. 

I don’t think about the ceiling above us. I don’t think about the cracked white plaster. I don’t think of the pink and red foil scattered across my sheets. 

I only think about the shape of his lips in the dark. 

When his head turns the obsidian of his eyes sinks like a hook into the depths of me.  

When he leans in it feels like capture. 

When we kiss he tastes like chocolate and I lose myself in the smooth richness of his tongue. 

If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not! Let's get to know the person behind the blog.💚💚

Ooo this is so fun!

1. I have a beautiful baby dog who I love so much (she’s not really a baby she’s two, but she’s still a baby in my eyes)

2. I love going on long runs and hiking

3. When I was in middle school I once read all seven Harry Potter books in 9 days. I was so proud of it haha

I’M SO GLAD 💙 the song you rec’d was so perfect. Angst is like my fav genre to write.

ps Ravena, you asked for this ask.

I mean you didn't but you said you loved songs as inspirations.

How about

A drarry/jily/hinny fic

Based on the song

Arcade (the one which goes, "Oh I've spent all the love I saved, we were always a losing game. Small town boy in a big arcade, I got addicted to a losing game," It was on tiktok too *shudders*)

Thanks in advance if you do this <33333

I love writing prompts so thank you so much for this one! This fic is more a series of moments than a full plot line. I’ve never written a fic in this format before so let me know if you like it :) Hope this lives up to your expectations @silver-de-vonne!

Loosing Game 

1. The worst part of the trial was Harry’s expression when their eyes met. Draco only held his gaze for a second, taking in his clenched jaw and his unsteady eyes, before he ducked his head down and focused on the dull gray of the shackles on his wrists.

2. Draco expected the blade of life to keep on cutting so he asked it to whittle him into something too sharp to touch. 

3. “Fuck you,” Draco said, a tiny tremor in his voice.  “That’s the problem, you want to” Harry spat back, tone full of venom. Draco’s hands shook.

4. Draco wanted to scream at him. He wanted to punch him in the gut. He wanted to grab Harry’s face and press their lips together so hard that Harry would forget his own name. Instead, he turned to the bar and swallowed his drink in silence. 

5. “Everyone’s stupid when it comes to love.” Blaise said.  Draco watched the flames in front of them flicker and consume. Love he thought, is that what this is? Could you love someone from bleeding hands? 

6. When they kissed it felt like a long time coming, like ready or not.

7. When Harry shouted the whole room flinched into silence. 

8. It was a horrible thing, missing someone who was right in front of you. 

9. He watched from across the ballroom as Ginny took a step closer and threw her arms around Harry’s neck. He caught her without a second's hesitation.  Draco had to remind himself to draw a breath against the tightness of his ribcage. 

10. Outside Draco looked up into the sky and found only darkness. A new moon, all ache and empty. A delicate obsidian. A silence.

First Kiss 

For @hdcandyheartsfest prompt: first kiss. I had so much fun writing this! 

Harry had been shaking when he told her. He’d had to clear his throat several times and his pulse was pounding so loud in his ears that he almost couldn’t tell if he’d finally gotten the words out. 

The way Ginny reacted had been enough confirmation. He’d sat frozen as the sucker-punch pain of it all spread across her wide brown eyes and twisted it’s way over her mouth.

 “It’s okay Harry, I understand,” She’d said softly, her cheeks pale and her hands clenched into fists. 

Harry knew she didn’t. 

He never told her that there was someone else. It was never going to happen anyways.

Until… 

Until, one night it did. 

They were drunk and giddy in the blue dusk of the garden when he stumbled and rough hands caught his waist ceasing the fall. Suddenly, Harry was looking up into wide eyes, and blown out irises, and he’d needed to remind himself to draw a breath against the tightness of his rib cage. 

They’d stood there for a second, as if suspended in time, before their lips brushed together. The kiss felt like a long time coming, like ready or not. 

When Harry pulled away he looked up into Draco’s warm gray eyes and smiled softly. The ache in his chest finally felt warm.