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First lines challenge

I was tagged by @ravena-wrote thanks bestie <3333

I will be adding both my drarry fics from the side blog and main fics from this blog.

For this challenge you 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.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ DRARRY (6)

1. I love you (864 words) [Angst]

Her eyes are too bright.

2. Aftermath (1.7K words) [Neutral]

It was still dark outside

3. Photograph (1.06K) [Angst; song fic]

If you play Celestina Warbeck one more time, Harry, I will divorce you and I'm not exaggerating.

4. Come Back [2.2K words] [Angst]

Dear Draco,

How are you? How's France? I know you said not to write to you and that we aren't an "us" but I couldn't stop myself.

5. Ice Cream [744 words] [Fluff; implied mpreg; Ice cream; diabetic Harry]

He could hear the rustling.

6. Replacement [819 words] [Fluff if you squint.]

"Harry's really interested in growing out his beard, isn't he?" Hermione asked, chuckling at seeing Harry and Ron slow dancing on the dance floor.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ GENERAL FICS (7)

1. Come morning, the flames will rise [Horror /Witchcraft / Gore]

Back and Forth.

2. Maniac [Necromancer/Serial killer pairing]

It had a note this time.

3. Hell on Earth [Horror/ Aesthetic fic / Song fic based on Billie Eilish's All the good girls go to hell MV]

No one thought much of the dumpster fire.

4. Our Fate [It's about potatoes]

It was a bright Sunday morning.

5. Poker Face Chapter 1- Part 1 [Mystery/ Thriller; song fic]

The door opened to reveal a short, skinny woman, her brunette hair in a bun, flannel shirt barely hanging onto her shoulders and reaching down to just above her mid-thighs.

6. Something Inside [Horror]

"Why won't you understand? Something scratched me, I'm not crazy!" He screamed at her.

7. Waving [Horror]

He hears the knocks on the underside of the bed and twists his bedsheets harder around himself.

One of the most common things I noticed was most of my stories revolve around dark themes. And most of my first lines are very short. I know why that is of course, it's a method I use for emphasis and since I like to add a bit more drama to everything I write, I tend to write really short and vague one-liners- mysterious sorta.

I'd like to tag @rebelliousrochelle @drarrywords @ginazmemeoir @gnarf @l0vegl0wsinthedark @weaselbrownie @my-last-two-brain-cells-and-i and @myopicmeerkat . Oh and also, @emikadreams and @cherryfinolahobbes.

And of course anyone who sees this and wants to do this <3 I'm not sure if I know very many writers on here except the drarry ones and I think the drarry ones have already done this lol.

Hey! I just wanted to stop by and let you know that I absolutely love your fic! Your entries for Candy Hearts have been superb! You're awesome and incredibly talented! So keep at it!

Omg thank you so much 💜💜 This comment absolutely made my day. It means so much that people enjoy the things that I 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.

A little prompty promp/inspo song for your ask:

Brothers by Pillow Queens ❤

I love writing prompts so thank you so much for this one! I had never heard this song before and really enjoyed it :) I hope you like what I've written! This piece is mostly focused on the general vibes the song gave me as I listened 💜

Sirius sinks his face into the slippery cool liquid of the Pensive. He blinks, before he's ready for it he's there.

The crowd moves in front of him. There’s Lily, spinning in James’s arms, red hair shining in the strobe lights. Her cheeks flushed, her smile a mile wide. James looks at her like nothing else matters. Like he would follow her to the end of the earth.

Beside them Mary and Marlene crowd over the buffet table. They’re giggling, mouths full of canapes, hands grasping champagne flutes, toasting the end of school, the beginning of the rest of their lives.

Sirius swings his head searching the crowd. He glimpses Peter, stooped in the corner talking to a woman Sirius doesn’t remember. He flicks his eyes away, still searching. When he finds him his face is like a sucker punch to the stomach. It leaves Sirius’s cheeks pale, his fingertips trembling. Next to him is a young Sirius, all broad shoulders and confident strides.

Sirius watches as they turn away from the crowd, slip through the side door. He follows them.

Outside, young Sirius leans against the wall. He passes a cigarette to Remus. Sirius’s breath catches in his throat. He wants to remember, wants to forget, all at the same time.

Sirius watches as Remus exhales smoke, it balloons up over his head and twists away, dancing up towards the stars.

When he looks back to the boys in front of him they’ve shifted. Remus pinned to the wall beneath Sirius’s body, gasping against the silence of the night like he’s breathing for both of them.

Sirius steps away, pulls himself back and abruptly he’s back in the study.

The air around him feels stale, lukewarm. He takes a great shuddering breath, clenches his fists.

Suddenly, he’s sobbing. Great heaving sobs that wrack his entire body, and echo against his ragged breath. It feels like he can’t bear to let them out, but he can’t catch his breath either. They tear out of him.

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 💜 

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.