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tagged by: well technically no one but I saw @anonymous033 do this and I thought it would be a fun way to procrastinate some more. I’m going to change things up a bit, though, and do either the first two sentences or the first paragraph, whichever is longer.

rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have altogether). see if there are any patterns. then, tag your favorite authors.

1. “Oliver… Oliver,” Felicity says softly, “I - show me where it hurts. And I’ll make it okay.”

Oliver reaches out, hand scrabbling until he finds her wrist. “Just… tell me that you’ll stay. With me. For now.”

Tell Me That You’ll Stay (Oliver/Felicity; T)

2. “John, it’s - it - it - it’s over for me. I don’t want to do this anymore. I’m shutting everything down.”

Felicity watches as Oliver winces in pain.

Show Me Where it Hurts (will you make it okay?) (Oliver/Felicity; T)

3. (The dawn is just beginning to break, bright threads of white light appearing in the dark blue sky, illuminating the LOFT with a soft glow. BARRY and IRIS are in bed, and IRIS - clad in one of BARRY’s t-shirts - is regarding him sympathetically, one hand going up to his bare chest.)

The Highway of Regret (Iris/Barry; T)

4. The taste of herself is strange on Iris’s tongue; somehow she’s grown unused to it after Eddie died and the taste is unusual, a sharp sweetness that she licks away from Barry’s tongue in a messy open-mouthed kiss. It’ll take getting used to, like a lot of things, but she’s not exactly complaining when Barry’s gazing at her like she hung the stars in the night sky herself.

Heartbeat (Iris/Barry; E)

5. It’s the middle of the night when Iris sighs, turning on her side, wishing she could sleep. Barry’s hand is on her bare hip and he’s asleep on her shoulder, but when she moves he begins to stir, and inwardly Iris groans, then holds her breath as she waits for Barry to wake up.

A Thousand Trials (Iris/Barry; M)

6. The sound of Oliver and Mckenna leaving makes Tommy look up briefly from where he’s standing near the dying candles in the dining room as he watches Laurel waving them away. She shuts the door behind them, making her way over to Tommy, just as he blows out the candle so the flickering flames extinguish.

Glass Over the Flame (Tommy/Laurel; E)

7. The dawn is just beginning to break when Nyssa steps out of the bathroom, and Laurel watches as she stops for a moment to watch the silver threads of light appear in the sky through the window. Outside, the adhaan begins, sounding almost musical as it rouses worshippers in the early morning. Laurel’s not used to it, even after having served in Beirut, but she decides she likes it. She’s always been an early riser anyway, and there’s something about the way Nyssa sighs contentedly, pulling Laurel’s kimono more firmly around her, that tugs unexpectedly at Laurel’s heartstrings.

Surrender (Laurel/Nyssa; E)

8. (The elevator of the BUNKER reaches the right floor, with LAUREL inside. She’s clad in her Black Canary gear, twirling her bo-staff in her hand absent-mindedly, the other hand holding her mask, and when the doors open she’s greeted with the sound of punches on a sparring dummy. She walks in and finds DIGGLE, bare chest shiny with sweat, punching the dummy.)

Resurrected Siblings (Laurel-centric; G)

9. The sound of raindrops splattering against the window wakes Barry with a start. He smiles, though, because of the arm wrapped around his waist and the leg curled around his right ankle.

Raindrops (Iris/Barry; M)

10. BARRY: To things not being normal.

OLIVER (lifting his bottle): To life being full.

A Gift (Iris-centric; T)

11. Iris shivers as she quietly shuts the door of the bathroom behind her, wishing she had put on more than just Barry’s shirt when she’d gotten up a few minutes ago. She tiptoes back to their new bed, not wanting to wake Barry, but when she comes back inside the bedroom she finds Barry is awake, looking out of the window.

The Light of the Sunrise (Iris/Barry; M)

12. LAUREL: Whatever happens - I still need you in my life. Always will. OLIVER: We’ve gone through too much together for it to be any other way.

I Don’t Deserve Your Love (but you give it to me anyway) (Oliver/Laurel; G)

13. “I love you, Barry Allen,” Iris tells him, arms still around his neck, and her eyes are alight with something warm and bright.

Barry smiles back, making Iris’s heart soar, as he replies immediately, “I love you, Iris West.”

All For You (Iris/Barry; E)

14. “God, I’ve missed you,” Barry murmurs to her after they surface from another lovely long kiss. They’re on Iris’s couch, and Iris is straddling Barry’s lap, knees locking him into place.

One Day (Iris/Barry; G)

15. The sound of the shower running greets Oliver as he pads barefoot across the cold tiles of his bathroom floor.

“Hey,” he calls, and he can’t see her face yet but he doesn’t need to; he can hear the smile in Laurel’s voice as she replies.

My Sweet Dream (Oliver/Laurel; E)

16. It’s late, almost eleven o’clock, when Iris finally gets to her feet and says she’s going home.

“‘Kay, honey,” Joe says, stifling a yawn with his hand.

Stay (Iris/Barry; G)

17. It’s a little after ten p.m. when Iris walks up the street to the Wests’ house and opens the door. The streetlamp flickers a little behind her, and the sky is clear save for a thin sheet of cloud that half-conceals the moon. She shuts the door carefully behind her. She wants to surprise Barry – she knows her dad isn’t in (she just saw him working late at the precinct) and Wally’s out with Jesse, she’s pretty sure.

Release (Iris/Barry; E)

18. “We don’t have to,” Laurel says, but she doesn’t move from her position on her bed, her knees anchoring Oliver into place on her bed as she straddles him.

Ollie shakes his head.

You and Me Against the World (Oliver/Laurel; E)

19. The tears are still in Iris’s eyes when she knocks on Barry’s door tentatively, phone still in hand. Hastily she wipes her eyes just before Barry opens the door to her.

Moving On (Iris/Barry; G)

20. The living room is warm, the couch cosy beneath her, the wine they’re drinking sweet on Iris’s tongue. She meets his eyes, smiles, and there’s something beautiful about the way his eyes light up in the glow of the candles around them that makes it hard for her to speak.

Kiss Me (like you want to be loved) (Iris/Barry; M)

patterns: um, idk? I like describing settings, but I also like starting a fic medias res. I’m not sure what is more effective tbh. also my nsfw fics thankfully don’t start off nsfw, for the most part, so there’s nothing cringey in here, thank god. also somehow I started writing olicity again, like, whut?

tagging: @yellowflicker09011996 @starklinqs @jeffersonjaxson @karasunovolleygays @crollalanzaa and anyone else who wants to do it - go for it, and say I tagged you. :D

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