it is 6:45 am and the sun is shining. everything seems to be aligned exactly like it was one mundane spring day when i was 14. its amazing that the littlest things in the atmosphere can feel so familiar. and its amazing how much beauty there is in the mundane. nothing special happened that day, nothing to set it apart from the rest, but i can remember it clear as day now. i dont remember much very clearly, so thats saying something. i miss it. i miss the mundane. i dont miss anything grandiose, but the loss of the little things are what hurt the most. its 6:45 am and the sun is shining and i feel it in my soul
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first sentence game!
rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have fewer than 20, just list them all!) from oldest first. see if there are any patterns. choose your favourite opening line.
@hiuythn tagged me in this a million years ago!! and i’m just getting to it now as a way to procrastinate/ease into writing for the day!! but ty much love!
starting with - 1. fly me to the moon
Some people say that Bakugou has no filter.
2. Sympathy Flowers
The hardest part, for Eijirou, is that he had to hear it from the news.
3. Middle School Nickname
It’s a miracle that the diner hasn’t banned them by now.
4. Navillera
Kyouka always claimed her car was a junker, mostly citing the engine that never stopped rattling, but Mina doesn’t truly believe her until she sees a cassette player where the radio should be.
5. it’s really good to hear your voice
Every night when they go to sleep, the bedroom is dark.
6. the after
Tsubomi doesn’t remember how many times she died, but her bones do.
7. once for me
Everything that’s happening is happening in the middle of the room - the talking, the laughing, the exchanging of gifts and singing of Christmas carols.
8. lightning in a bottle
Eijirou hears the host call out his name and for half a second he mistakes the ringing in his ears for his morning alarm.
9. every little bit (helps the fire burn)
Katsuki has a problem, and it’s not that a man with bulls’ horns tried to pick him up from kindergarten the other day.
10. and then he kissed me!
i. “You got a change of clothes?”
ii. “Don layf.”
iii. In Katsuki’s mind, most things are black and white.
iv. “Katsuki.”
v. The thought’s been rolling around in Eijirou’s mind for weeks, maybe months, but it’s Kaminari who first says, “Man, Bakugou’s really opened up, huh?”
vi. There are, and Eijirou has counted, a grand total of only so many times a guy can watch the same four action movie reruns on cable before it gets to you.
16. Easy as 1-2-3
If you were to ask Izuku what sets his kindergarten class apart from the rest of the elementary schoolers, even the first-graders, his answer would be simple, but sure: their unpredictability.
and to bring us up to 20, a few opening sentences from wips that have not (yet) seen the light!
17. Above the couch hangs Katsuki’s least favorite picture.
18. Long before they start dating, Katsuki knows Kirishima is weird.
19. Suzuko knew that Kirishima kid last year, but this year, he’s in her class.
20. Eijirou drives the whole way.
patterns: i love a simple statement opener!! i feel like 9 times out of 10 when i go to start a story or chapter (or even a scene after a break) i default to “simple statement or two, and then dialogue.” i just like the rhythm of it! funnily enough when i was younger i think i started every single thing i wrote with dialogue, which i think can be really effective if you want the scene to hit the ground running, but i think it reminds me of my old writing too much to usually go for it
favorite(s): probably 6, 8, and 19!! (19 i like for how it sets up the tone of the scene. i swear it’s better with context)
this was fun so if you want to try it out consider yourself tagged :)
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sometimes I think about the parts of ourselves that we shrug off for others and then i miss me and who I was. but who are we without others? is it an act of love, for them? is it an act of hurt to the self? have we as people not been doing this for tens of thousands of years, or were we always meant to be loved unconditionally and simply exist around the wrong people?
I want the people around me to live easier lives, is leaving oneself behind, the difficult or harder parts that hurt, not an act of compassion for them? or really am I accepted as I am and just can't.. comprehend it... is it a disservice to those around me? is it better to be true and disliked??
regardless, I am human, and all ways I act have been acted before, I'm sure. it's just finding the right balance. we are herd animals at heart.
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