another writing meme!

[redthedragon]

First/Last Lines of the Month Meme (borrowed from shadaras)

"The idea is to quote the first line of the first fic you posted each month, and the last line of the last fic posted each month. Though since I posted batch dated stuff for exchanges so much, I'm going to go with what shows up first/last on AO3 for any given month, rather than trying to remember the order written."

January

First Line:

The final blow dropped your enemy.
— Waste
(Transformers IDW1, gen, 100 words, chose not to use archive warnings; a drabble set in Overlord's Garrus-9)

Last Line:

The choice was simple, then.
— A Growing Awareness
(Transformers IDW1, G, 100 words, past Rewind/Dominus Ambus; a drabble about Rewind realizing that his relationship with Dominus Ambus was kind of fucked up)


February

First Line:

It isn’t as though you or your squadmates are cowards.
— Death
(Star Wars Original Trilogy, G, 714 words, Major Character Death ; eldritch luke skywalker knocks over a bunch of storm troopers, fatally.)

Last Line:

“Listen, kid. Skywalker is always fine.”
— anakin has a headache
(Star Wars TCW, G, 99 words; Anakin Skywalker gets shot in the head and he doesn't die and everyone around him is like "wow he should be dead" "yeah it's okay, he doesn't die")


March

First Line:

They didn’t really talk to each other, after those last miserable days on Earth.
— we became such strangers now, fading out
(Transformers IDW1, T, Impactor & Springer, 3.1k; Springer and Impactor don't actually patch things up so much as discover that there's still enough left of the fabric of their relationship that they can put a patch on it.)

Last Line:

Impactor looked at him for a long second, and then he smiled.
— we became such strangers now, fading out
(Transformers IDW1, T, Impactor & Springer, 3.1k; Springer and Impactor don't actually patch things up so much as discover that there's still enough left of the fabric of their relationship that they can put a patch on it. yes this is the same fic; i didn't write anything else in march)


April

First Line:

didn't write anything

Last Line:

didn't write anything

May

First Line:

Gwaire Cemric was having a very strange week.
— Marquis Gwaire Cemric's No Good Very Bad Awful Week
(Closerverse- my own original work- and a generic-fantasy universe mashup, G, 1.3k; one of the members of the landed gentry discovers that he has made a miscalculation.)

Last Line:

They were both just keeping their demons at bay, in this strange new world of theirs.
— Bite Down
(Transformers, E, Megatron/Optimus, 1.7k words; hard-vore divinity poisoning porn to bemuse the haters.)


June

First Line:

Rex had assumed, when he was younger and less familiar with the ways the world liked to fuck him over, that he would just never be interested in sex, ever.
— gifts from a good friend
(Closerverse- my own original work- and a generic-fantasy universe mashup, E, Rex solo, 3k words; throwing my character's brain problems at a wall with a side of the most uncomfortable + unsexy porn to ever be written. target audience of 1.)

Last Line:

But then, against his will, Rex found himself asleep.
— Playing Games
(Closerverse- my own original work- and a generic-fantasy universe mashup, G, Rex & Felyx, 1.4k words; dysfunctional friendship moment.)

July

First Line:

It started on the day that Rex came in to find out that Felyx was going to be executed. Executed for treason.
— Written in Blood
(Closerverse- my own original work- and a generic-fantasy universe mashup, M, 68.3k; Rex from my original work Closerverse which i have not actually posted anywhere gets trapped in a terrible high-fantasy redux of his original universe and takes over.)

Last Line:

But maybe, just maybe, he could try and earn it back.
— Political Advantage
(Transformers IDW1, G, Starscream/Minimus Ambus, 3.4k words; commissioned fic for DezdemonaKaylose on ao3.)


August

First Line:

The old bones of the building stood half-crumbling from the ground like a stone testament to the uncaring, ever-present reminder of time’s long press.
— The Ruins
(Fields of Valhalla ARPG, G, Rubin & Skironir, 1.3k words; the World's Worst Deer explore a cursed ruin.)

Last Line:

He let himself out through the tunnels, and was gone before whoever the distortion had taken had even made it into the archive.
— there is someone in the archive (not the one you're thinking)
(The Magnus Archives, T, 5k; don't read this. Beloved terrible oc causes problems in the Archives and is mean to Jon Simms.)


September

First Line:

The redwood forests were a magnificent place.
— terrible rukaans with terrible children wandering about a terrible forest
(Fields of Valhalla ARPG, G, 1.2k; the title says it all, really.)

Last Line:

At this rate they were never going to find the stupid elves.
— terrible rukaans with terrible children wandering about a terrible forest
(Fields of Valhalla ARPG, G, 1.2k; the title says it all, really. Same fic again; didn't write anything else this month)



October

First Line:

Optimus Prime vented once in the strange alien air.
— Show me the sky...
(Transformers: Prime, G, Optimus character study, 636 words; song-fic because I was feeling morose.)

Last Line:

He allowed himself another quiet vent in the dense dry air of the desert, gathering his thoughts; and then he put an end to them and went back inside.
— Show me the sky...
(Transformers: Prime, G, Optimus character study, 636 words; song-fic because I was feeling morose. Same fic again.)


November

First Line:

Megatron smiled and claimed to have the solution in front of the crowds and turned away to hide his face and scheme and plot, Starscream knew.
— what's the point of your words, if they don't mean a thing?
(Transformers, G, Starscream & Megatron, 100 words; Starscream thinks about Megatron.)

Last Line:

It was nothing important, of course; the last throes of a mech’s dying moments. But, still, it was beautiful.
— Where's the beauty in life?
(Transformers G1, T, Dead End character study, 100 words; Dead End being weird about death)


December

First Line:

Vortex rocked his hips forward. With one servo he jimmied the knife deeper, peeling back layers of armor; the other he had pressing into Brawn's neck, bracing him above Brawn's chest.
— Laser Core
(Transformers G1, E, Vortex/Brawn, 2.1k; Vortex fucks a laser core and it doesn't end well)

Last Line:

Megatron scoffed. Something about the way they moved was uncanny, seeing it with his own eyes. He’d be leaving them alone far away, he was pretty sure.
— Bug Time
(Transformers, E, Megatron/Optimus Prime, 1k words; horny crimes featuring dick grubs for the MOP server I'm in.)