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It's a meming kind of lunch break...
Two in one day! This one's snagged from dreamsofspike. She picked 20 of her fics... I don't have quite that many, so I just did all of them. :)
The following are some first lines from my fic. If you want to play, pick whichever one tickles your fancy, write a ficlet or a drabble with the same first line and leave it in my comments. (And if the muse strikes, I might even drabble back at you.) Feel free to take as many liberties as you wish.
As a side note, I'd just like to point out that ALL my fics are catalogued in my memories now, and I'm almost done updating the links in the sidebar. Which means I have no more excuses for procrastinating on writing fic, lol. But hey, if you post your first lines, maybe I'll drabble.
dreamsofspike. She picked 20 of her fics... I don't have quite that many, so I just did all of them. :)The following are some first lines from my fic. If you want to play, pick whichever one tickles your fancy, write a ficlet or a drabble with the same first line and leave it in my comments. (And if the muse strikes, I might even drabble back at you.) Feel free to take as many liberties as you wish.
Being Somebody Else: I have a secret.
Accept No Substitutes: “I don’t understand,” Spike moped from his perch at the foot of Willow’s bed.
Silence Speaks: When the spell broke, it took Spike a moment to remember that he was supposed to be disgusted.
Evil Me: Spike downed another shot of whiskey and closed his eyes, waiting to feel the effect.
Beyond This Life: When Dawn first woke up, she didn’t know where she was.
Ebbing of the Tide: “Buffy, it’s started.”
The Fire Within: Buffy pulled away from Spike, breaking the kiss as the music faded.
Knock On Wood: He’d just sprinkled the burba weed into his blood when he felt the shiver go up his spine.
The Hardest Thing in the World: “This is hell.”
Love's Bitch: The night air was thick with moisture, the tepid stillness that preceded a violent break in the humidity.
Other Things the Road to Hell is Paved With: “Coffee!” Willow chirped as she entered the Magic Box carrying two cardboard trays.
Slay Bells: “It’s just not right,” Buffy said, taking in the inexplicable sight before her.
When in Rome: Spike stared after Andrew as the door closed behind him, wondering how Andrew had managed to convince not one, but two women that he was straight.
Shadows of a Brighter Day: A dusting of snow coated the ground where she fought, and she left her footprints behind as though marking the steps of a dance she knew by heart.
Turning a Corner in Istanbul: Willow pressed her cell phone to one ear and jammed her hand against the other to block out the noise.
Moonlight: He looks at her, awash in moonlight.
Unchained: “Just… give me something,” Spike pleaded.
Thaw: You’re a little bit relieved when you find out it’s just her.
Predator: “Spike, listen!”
Accept No Substitutes: “I don’t understand,” Spike moped from his perch at the foot of Willow’s bed.
Silence Speaks: When the spell broke, it took Spike a moment to remember that he was supposed to be disgusted.
Evil Me: Spike downed another shot of whiskey and closed his eyes, waiting to feel the effect.
Beyond This Life: When Dawn first woke up, she didn’t know where she was.
Ebbing of the Tide: “Buffy, it’s started.”
The Fire Within: Buffy pulled away from Spike, breaking the kiss as the music faded.
Knock On Wood: He’d just sprinkled the burba weed into his blood when he felt the shiver go up his spine.
The Hardest Thing in the World: “This is hell.”
Love's Bitch: The night air was thick with moisture, the tepid stillness that preceded a violent break in the humidity.
Other Things the Road to Hell is Paved With: “Coffee!” Willow chirped as she entered the Magic Box carrying two cardboard trays.
Slay Bells: “It’s just not right,” Buffy said, taking in the inexplicable sight before her.
When in Rome: Spike stared after Andrew as the door closed behind him, wondering how Andrew had managed to convince not one, but two women that he was straight.
Shadows of a Brighter Day: A dusting of snow coated the ground where she fought, and she left her footprints behind as though marking the steps of a dance she knew by heart.
Turning a Corner in Istanbul: Willow pressed her cell phone to one ear and jammed her hand against the other to block out the noise.
Moonlight: He looks at her, awash in moonlight.
Unchained: “Just… give me something,” Spike pleaded.
Thaw: You’re a little bit relieved when you find out it’s just her.
Predator: “Spike, listen!”
As a side note, I'd just like to point out that ALL my fics are catalogued in my memories now, and I'm almost done updating the links in the sidebar. Which means I have no more excuses for procrastinating on writing fic, lol. But hey, if you post your first lines, maybe I'll drabble.
Re: Beyond This Life: When Dawn first woke up, she didn’t know where she was.