Fanfic Meme~!
Post the first line from your 25 most recent fanfics and try to find a pattern.
I took it to mean fanfics I posted to ff.net, since I've written some... check the number of posts on my community
multifiction and you'll see my point, since I've only posted 21 to ff.net.
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Reincarnation, as someone once said, is a tricky business.
Unsui tells himself that now that they're not together anymore, he has room to breathe; in reality, he feels as though he is suffocating.
Reincarnation can be a tricky business.
It's hot, sweaty, and dirty in that narrow alleyway, but Hiruma is not there; he is at the fatass's temple, eating his food and watching cult reruns, uninvited but not unwanted.
The single strand of hair was wiry and black, about the length of the tip of his thumbnail to the knuckle when it was straightened out.
It had started at the peak of Youichi's problems at home.
It had begun innocently enough.
It hadn’t even crossed his mind until Dr. Cox had mentioned it, face stern and fighting to stay blank as it often did when dealing with a patient.
There was smoke everywhere.
Maybe it had been the spared "practice" kisses with Pony in secret while spooning in the Curtis's backyard that got Johnny's gears mixed.
“Because,” Kabuto had said with a shrug.
The sun hit the lunch table from an angle where the glare was horrific, yet none of the boys currently sitting there made any move to comment on this (though they were jealous of Shino for always wearing his sunglasses and being prepared for such situations).
I want...
The darkness swallowed him slowly, a strange numbness overtaking his body.
It was small, about the size of a pencil eraser, and damn bothersome.
It wasn’t a fluffy relationship, but it was, in the very least, real.
And he's at your back again, breathing in the sweet smell of your raven-black hair as he holds you close to him, treating you like a fragile object that may break if he squeezes you too hard.
The addictive smell of burnt earth filled the crisp air of the summer morning.
She watched, transfixed as Sai entered the room, a roll of paper under arm.
Torrents of rain washed down, flooding the streets and drenching whoever was fool enough to be out in such weather.
"Isn't it wonderful?"
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Um, LOL? I see that twice I began with "it started/began". And the Reincarnation lines are from a story and its sequel, and the whole gag is supposed to be full circle. I see a lot of emo and descriptions of scenery... And dialogue...
It hardly reads as a story, though. XD What do you think?
I took it to mean fanfics I posted to ff.net, since I've written some... check the number of posts on my community
multifiction and you'll see my point, since I've only posted 21 to ff.net.
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Reincarnation, as someone once said, is a tricky business.
Unsui tells himself that now that they're not together anymore, he has room to breathe; in reality, he feels as though he is suffocating.
Reincarnation can be a tricky business.
It's hot, sweaty, and dirty in that narrow alleyway, but Hiruma is not there; he is at the fatass's temple, eating his food and watching cult reruns, uninvited but not unwanted.
The single strand of hair was wiry and black, about the length of the tip of his thumbnail to the knuckle when it was straightened out.
It had started at the peak of Youichi's problems at home.
It had begun innocently enough.
It hadn’t even crossed his mind until Dr. Cox had mentioned it, face stern and fighting to stay blank as it often did when dealing with a patient.
There was smoke everywhere.
Maybe it had been the spared "practice" kisses with Pony in secret while spooning in the Curtis's backyard that got Johnny's gears mixed.
“Because,” Kabuto had said with a shrug.
The sun hit the lunch table from an angle where the glare was horrific, yet none of the boys currently sitting there made any move to comment on this (though they were jealous of Shino for always wearing his sunglasses and being prepared for such situations).
I want...
The darkness swallowed him slowly, a strange numbness overtaking his body.
It was small, about the size of a pencil eraser, and damn bothersome.
It wasn’t a fluffy relationship, but it was, in the very least, real.
And he's at your back again, breathing in the sweet smell of your raven-black hair as he holds you close to him, treating you like a fragile object that may break if he squeezes you too hard.
The addictive smell of burnt earth filled the crisp air of the summer morning.
She watched, transfixed as Sai entered the room, a roll of paper under arm.
Torrents of rain washed down, flooding the streets and drenching whoever was fool enough to be out in such weather.
"Isn't it wonderful?"
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Um, LOL? I see that twice I began with "it started/began". And the Reincarnation lines are from a story and its sequel, and the whole gag is supposed to be full circle. I see a lot of emo and descriptions of scenery... And dialogue...
It hardly reads as a story, though. XD What do you think?