First Line Meme

[snogged]

I hope at least one person is willing to try this

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. Have at you! -ganked from velvetwhip



1. Liam wanted to kick something, punch someone, and scream at the top of his lungs. - Illegal Drug

2.The Summers' house was quiet for a change and Willow intended to take full advantage of her new book "The House of Mirth" by Edith Wharton. - Wrong Number

3.Angel patrolled the cemetery, eagerly searching for a fight to reduce the tension he felt raging in his balls. - Grave Lover

4.The Magic Box had settled in to its post-closing haze.- Indiscretions

5. “Xander, come look at this!” - Alpha Female

6. Willow collapsed onto the dorm bed as a fresh batch of tears threatened to roll down her cheeks. - My Will Be Done

7.Oz clutched the steering wheel, feeling like his life was spinning out of control. - Greener Pastures

8. “If I were a runic translation guide, I would be…” - Does The Mouse Scream?

9. Today marked the two year anniversary of the day Buffy jumped off the tower and Spike wished that she could be here to see the woman her kid sister had grown into. - The Woman She's Become

10. Angel was a vampire. - What He Needs

11. “’Morning, mate.” - If You Were Gay...

12. Spike was bored. - Girls and their Toys

13. A tall, blond man swept into Angel’s office, his black robes billowing out behind him. - Magical Persuasion

14. The dim, fluorescent lights flickered on the ceiling, casting strange shadows on the damp walls of the club’s basement. - Taming Her Heart

15."Spike, what the hell are you doing up here?" - Changing the Rules

Comments

[ginnyrules2.livejournal.com]

I want to play, just give me a bit to let the muse flow. That sounds really fun.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

I'm eager to see what you come up with.

[ginnyrules2.livejournal.com]

*Here dear, I used Spike was bored. It was fun*
Spike was bored. It had been known to happen on many occasions, so it wasn’t as though being bored was unfamiliar. What upset Spike now, was the fact that his favorite cure for boredom was unavailable. Angel was currently in what he said was a “very important meeting, don’t bother me unless it’s a matter of life and death.” So, Spike was going to have to seek out some new fun. He strolled down the hall, looking left and right. There was Harmony, but he wasn’t quite desperate enough to shag her. Oh, just down the hall was Lorne, but he wasn’t quite in mood for Lorne right now, besides Kermit looked really busy. His eyes fell on Fred. She’d be worth talking to, although he doubted she’d want a shag, had her eyes full of bloody Knox.
“Spike, how are you?” asked Fred.
“I’m bored,” stated Spike, “Is Peaches free yet?”
“Nope, the meeting is still dragging on.”
Spike rolled his eyes, “Are you still seeing that Knox bloke?”
Fred looked at his startled. “I don’t think that’s any business of yours.”
“You are,” said Spike dismissively. He walked on, spotting people he recognized now and then, but no one who really had what he was looking for. He was so busy looking around, that he crashed into someone. He was going to find someone to cure his boredom, and hell, if Angel whined Spike would just blame the older vampire for not being available.
“Is that the new company policy, crash into anyone who’s better looking than you?”
“Lets get a few things straight Lindsey. One, I’m better looking than you. Two, I’m bored, looking for a good shag. Are you interested?”
Lindsey’s grin was answer enough.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

hell yes!

This was awesome!

[ginnyrules2.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it. After I finished writing it, I went and read yours. I'm glad they turned out differently. Mabye some other time I'll expand that drabble, make it long enough to be worth posting somewhere. Some other night when the smuts willing to flow, no smut is going for me tonight.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

I hate it when that happens

*hugs*

[emeraldswan.livejournal.com]

Dude. I totally forgot I wrote something for this meme (on my phone, no less) until I was cleaning out my Word docs (on said phone), and came across it. Anyway, since this is the ONLY thing I've written in months, I would hate not to post it. Better late than never, yeah?

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“If I were a runic translation guide, I would be?" Willow asked aloud, as the pile of books she'd balanced on the table beside her grew ever more unstable.

"Well, that depends, doesn't it?" A hand shot out to rest on top of the books, preventing them from tumbling onto the floor.

Willow blinked rapidly. "Um . . . what?"

The handsome stranger with hair as red as her own smiled. "The runic translation guide? Which one are you looking for? I see Keopler's on the counter behind you, Rayne's on the floor at your feet, and Zyphet's is still on the shelf."

Willow was positive that her mouth was wide open. She was absolutey sure she was gaping. But . . .

"Oh. Right." He was handsome, obviously smart, and clearly knew his runes. "I was looking for Tolverk's, actually. There's a section specifically about rune use in Egypt during the early nineteenth century. I, um, need it."

The man nodded. "Don't see that one, luv, but if you can't find it, I've a copy at home you can borrow."

Willow blinked again. "You do?"

He'd called her 'love' . . . was that just a British thing, or did it mean he was interested? Willow gave herself a mental shake. Of course he didn't mean anything! Besides, she was gay now. It wouldn't matter if he was interested, because she was not. Right? She nodded to herself. Right.

"If you need to borrow it, Rupert knows how to find me."

What? Willow forced herself out of her thoughts and back into the conversation. He was offering to let her borrow the book she needed. Nice, that.

"Thanks. Um, I'm Willow."

He smiled. "Bill Weasley."

"Ah, William, you made it."

They turned together to look at the doorway. Giles had arrived. Willow glanced at Bill and fought the urge to find a way to sit in on the meeting he and Giles were obviously about to have. He looked back at her as Giles gestured for him to follow, and winked. "Nice to meet you, luv."

She shivered despite herself. "You, too."

"Good luck finding that book."

"Thanks," she responded automatically, even though she wasn't sure she wanted to find the blasted thing anymore. Borrowing Bill's seemed much more enjoyable.

They smiled at each other once more as Bill walked out of the door behind Giles. Willow didn't know who Bill Weasley was, but she was interested in finding out. Very interested.

And maybe, she told herself silently, it was time to start rethinking that whole 'gay now' thing, after all.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

SQUEE!

You wrote a Harry Potter/Buffy x-over. Not only that it was Willow and Bill. And it was so cute!

*loves you*

[emeraldswan.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you like it! I *might* expand on it. Time willing. :)

The first fanfiction I ever posted was a HP/BtVS crossover. It was Willow/Snape. I love the HP characters as much as the Buffy folks, but . . . the HP fandom is just so prone to wank. *points at icon* I really dislike fandom wank.