20 first lines of fic meme.
20 first lines of fic meme (Newest to oldest)
1. It’s all the things that we did and didn’t do.
2. Becker feels like he's been living in the shadow of giants all his life.
3. Being stuck who knows when waiting for an anomaly to reappear is bad enough; being stuck with Cutter is, in Ryan's opinion, worse.
4. “Christ, fuck, Stephen,” Ryan moans, hands twisting in the padded restraints.
5. “You know what we both need,” Danny says conversationally, finishing his pint.
6. Nick is used to them spending time apart, Helen's ability to lose track of time when something has captured her interest isn't new to him, so when she's a few hours late it means nothing.
7. There’s something very unsettling about waking up naked on the floor of a strange bathroom with no memory of how you got there, Jack decides as he struggles to sit upright.
8. It’s not a bad morning, a bit cold and a little misty here by the war memorial in Cathays Park, but otherwise it’s dry.
9. Sitting at his desk, head bowed, Jack keeps his hands clenched tightly in his lap.
10. “So me with a gun gets you hot, does it?” Ianto asks, a smile playing on his lips, as he notices Jack watching him clean and catalogue the Torchwood armoury.
11. "What do you mean there's no body?" Gwen says angrily to the woman at the desk, while Rhys stands as silent support behind her.
12. I had drifted through the Rift for so long, formless and un-aging, caught on the currents of time.
13. The world has gone nuts; it’s the only logical explanation.
14. It’s miles from the edge of town when he stops the car, the moonlit forest road deserted.
15. Normally being hot, sweaty and naked in bed is something Jack finds fun.
16. The day had been difficult, and Ianto can see the left over tension still knotted in Jack’s shoulders where he lays on the bed in front of him.
17. It’s been brewing for a while now, the tension, the anger and the impotent rage at situations beyond his control.
18. The night air is chill as the myriad of brightly coloured lights sparkle, their reflections shimmering on the ice and the ocean.
19. Jack drifts on the edge of consciousness, only dimly aware of his surroundings and of the cool hands that lift his head and hold water to his parched lips.
20. In the bed behind him Ianto slumbers, as Jack stands at the casement window, looking out at the moonlit Welsh countryside beyond.
1. It’s all the things that we did and didn’t do.
2. Becker feels like he's been living in the shadow of giants all his life.
3. Being stuck who knows when waiting for an anomaly to reappear is bad enough; being stuck with Cutter is, in Ryan's opinion, worse.
4. “Christ, fuck, Stephen,” Ryan moans, hands twisting in the padded restraints.
5. “You know what we both need,” Danny says conversationally, finishing his pint.
6. Nick is used to them spending time apart, Helen's ability to lose track of time when something has captured her interest isn't new to him, so when she's a few hours late it means nothing.
7. There’s something very unsettling about waking up naked on the floor of a strange bathroom with no memory of how you got there, Jack decides as he struggles to sit upright.
8. It’s not a bad morning, a bit cold and a little misty here by the war memorial in Cathays Park, but otherwise it’s dry.
9. Sitting at his desk, head bowed, Jack keeps his hands clenched tightly in his lap.
10. “So me with a gun gets you hot, does it?” Ianto asks, a smile playing on his lips, as he notices Jack watching him clean and catalogue the Torchwood armoury.
11. "What do you mean there's no body?" Gwen says angrily to the woman at the desk, while Rhys stands as silent support behind her.
12. I had drifted through the Rift for so long, formless and un-aging, caught on the currents of time.
13. The world has gone nuts; it’s the only logical explanation.
14. It’s miles from the edge of town when he stops the car, the moonlit forest road deserted.
15. Normally being hot, sweaty and naked in bed is something Jack finds fun.
16. The day had been difficult, and Ianto can see the left over tension still knotted in Jack’s shoulders where he lays on the bed in front of him.
17. It’s been brewing for a while now, the tension, the anger and the impotent rage at situations beyond his control.
18. The night air is chill as the myriad of brightly coloured lights sparkle, their reflections shimmering on the ice and the ocean.
19. Jack drifts on the edge of consciousness, only dimly aware of his surroundings and of the cool hands that lift his head and hold water to his parched lips.
20. In the bed behind him Ianto slumbers, as Jack stands at the casement window, looking out at the moonlit Welsh countryside beyond.