Writing Patterns Meme
Tagged by @iamwestiec (I agree, this should be called Opening Lines Meme or something lol)
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
Determination drove Liu Qingge away from his usual hunting grounds. (chapter 4 of A Worthy Suitor to the Crown - Scum Villain, monster hunt as part of ongoing courting, Mobei-Jun/Shang Qinghua/Liu Qingge)
They'd stayed at the restaurant, later and later, waiters pointedly clearing dishes and wiping tables around them before finally chasing them out with the vacuum. (stay the night - Scum Villain, modern AU date, Mobei-Jun/Shang Qinghua/Liu Qingge)
“Da-ge! Er-ge!” (A Future Bright As Gold, Warm As Flame - MDZS, happy Jin sibling au gen fic, minor Jiang Yanli/Jin Zixuan/Luo Qingyang, for westiec as part of the MDZS Gender Fuckery Mini Exchange, also completed for Finish What You Started 2023)
“Go back ten seconds please.” (Seasoned With Love - MDZS, modern au anniversary dinner, Jiang Yanli/Jin Zixuan/Luo Qingyang, for frostferox as part of the Jiang Yanli/Jin Zixuan/Luo Qingyang Flash Exchange)
The move is so unexpected, Liu Qingge has no time to brace himself. (hold me down (so I can fall) - Scum Villain, platonic bdsm threadfic, Liu Qingge/Shang Qinghua)
The seasons came and went. (Chapter 19 of The Swift Fall of A Sharp Blade - Scum Villain, Beast Peak Shen Yuan AU threadfic, Shen Yuan/multiple partners)
It was his birthday. (Jin Zixuan's Special Birthday Party (in which he recieves a lucky present) - MDZS, canon first time pwp, Jiang Yanli/Jin Zixuan, for merelydovely for the Women of MDZS Flash Exchange)
Rich patrons were not a new concept to Meng Shi. (The Pearl Who Was Swallowed By The Carp - MDZS, Meng Shi character study, Meng Shi/Jin Guangshan, for merelydovely for the Women of MDZS Flash Exchange)
Teeth. (Anniversary Trip - Dracula, post-canon introspection, Arthur Holmwood/Quincey Morris/John Seward, for Polyship Week 2023)
They looked down at Shang Qinghua's left arm. (New Growth From Broken Places - Scum Villain, broken arm recovery threadfic, Liu Qingge/Shang Qinghua)
What have we learned?
I like short openers, whether dialogue or prose.
For non-dialogue, the opening line establishes a time frame or setting more often than not.
Usually start in media res
I typically write in close third person POV
Only one out of ten is in present tense, two unknown thanks to dialogue, with the remaining 7 in past tense.
Interesting, very interesting! That two postings are later chapters and three are threadfic muddies the style a little, but they are all more similar than I might have thought. I shall have to try purposefully varying my openers, just to try something new!
I tag @seventhstar @zizzani @breadandblankets @monroeknoxwrites and @crimsonrainseekingflower, and anyone else who wants to play! Tag me if you do, I'm very curious 👀
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Bonus lines because I realize the ones I posted chapters of fall into the last 10 posted anyway lol
Liu Qingge barely heard the reports Yang Yixuan rattled off to him. (A Worthy Suitor to the Crown)
Shen Yuan was 10 when he remembered his life. (The Swift Fall of A Sharp Blade, the first chapter of prose after worldbuilding notes)
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wait can we hear more about da ge mbj au I'm very interested
MBJ getting abandoned as a child makes me enjoy imagining him being soft for babies, especially demon babies. Which made me want to see SQH put into a situation with a lost demon child and MBJ getting to see that.
Which ended in 3,000 words of canon divergence fic.
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The situation was bad.
Airplane’s fellow An Ding disciples were dead.
There was a young demon lord unconscious in front of him, probably dying, and Airplane couldn’t bring himself to bring down the rock in his hand.
His hand was shaking. He couldn’t make it stop.
This System really didn’t give a fuck about the author’s wishes, huh? Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky had been shoved into one of the worst character roles in Proud Immortal Demon Way and left to take the long way around to the plot. Now he was being told that his favorite character was expendable? Irrelevant? Talk about insult to injury! Nothing was sacred here, was it?
Airplane put down the rock.
Then he picked up the rock again.
He looked at it.
Then he hurled the rock away and put his head in his hands instead.
He came to a decision - a shitty decision for a shitty situation - and got to work saving his future murderer’s life. At least he would know some of what to expect if he kept the storyline mostly the same! Besides, his life wasn’t good enough to be that concerned about it! Maybe the System would put him into a decent role next time!
Maybe it was empathy at seeing someone being fucked over by the System!
Airplane did his best to slow down Mobei-Jun’s bleeding and loaded the man into the cart. He also did his best to ignore all the dead bodies around them. Gross.
That should have been that! He should have then been on his way to continue making a really bad decision in a really bad situation. But as Airplane moved to leave the scene of a massacre behind him, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He startled, snapping around, prepared to defend himself physically or verbally!
Instead, he saw a baby.
Ah, well, not a baby baby! But a child somewhere between the ages of three and four years old! A chubby one too! The chubby child was crouched halfway behind a tree, looking at Airplane with wide eyes, little hands clawing anxiously into the grass. It was impossible to miss their little pointed ears and the blue mark in the middle of their forehead. How could anyone miss that kind of family resemblance?
The demon child froze upon being noticed.
Airplane looked between the demon child and the young demon lord in the card, but the similarities only got stronger the longer he looked!
Holy shit!
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
But he didn’t remember Mobei-Jun having a child! He remembered Mobei-Jun having siblings, sure, but he was pretty sure that... he’d alluded to Mobei-Jun’s uncle doing away with most of them. Did that mean that this child was supposed to… die?
This situation had gotten even worse.
Leaving a child here to die was… pretty bad. Airplane had done some not very good things to make it in this world and in his sect without losing any sleep over it at all, but the idea of leaving this child to die made Airplane want to be sick! At least, as soon as he realized that if Mobei-Jun had been protecting this demon child and woke up to find this demon child missing, then Airplane would be really, truly, totally fucked no matter how tightly he hugged the man’s thighs!
It looked like the demon child had to come too.
How the fuck did a person go about catching a demon child?!
“Is… this your gege?” Airplane tried carefully. “Is this your gege here?”
The demon child didn’t respond.
Airplane gestured at Mobei-Jun repeatedly, unsure how to get the message across. “Is this your gege?” he said, louder. “Baba? ...No? Not Baba? Da-Ge? Are you his didi?”
That got a blink.
“Didi?” Airplane repeated, desperately. “Come here, Didi.”
Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky hadn’t handled children since his last life. He’d been one of the younger siblings in Shang Qinghua’s family, so he hadn’t been involved in any of the child-rearing before leaving. But Airplane’s experience wasn’t very good! Some forced babysitting of his father’s do-over children and his mother’s stepchildren’s children didn’t make him an expert! And this was a demon baby!
“Didi, your gege needs you,” Airplane wheedled. “Come here! Come on!”
Slowly, the demon child began to crawl over towards the cart.
“Your gege is hurt and needs help,” Airplane said, in most most soothing and also urgent voice. It was a weird balance! “Come on! Come along! Didi, your gege needs help. He’s hurt. Come here, please, that’s it! That’s right! Good job! You’re doing such a good job coming up here for your gege! We need to get your gege somewhere safe!”
The demon child made it to the cart, trying to stay on the far side of it and away from Airplane. Airplane tried not to make himself look too threatening. He also tried not to contemplate his apparent natural talent for kidnapping children, which probably wasn’t something to make a person feel proud.
“Didi, can I pick you up? Didi, can I lift you up next to your gege?”
Reluctantly, the demon child lifted his chubby arms and let Airplane slowly approach him. Airplane carefully put his hands under their armpits and then hefted them into the cart beside Mobei-Jun. The demon child nearly kicked him in the gut, struggling to get to the unconscious and injured ice demon!
“Ah, be careful of the injury-!” Airplane said, trying to move the child back. “OW!”
The demon child bit him.
Airplane yanked his poor hand back. “You little fucker! Ah, fine! Curl up in your gege’s blood and see if I care,” he muttered. “Let’s just get out of here already.”
The demon child curled up against Mobei-Jun’s side and Shang Qinghua got back into the driver’s seat of the cart. Trying to channel his spiritual energy for healing purposes while focusing on driving was hard. Even if he could have managed it properly, he still would have been stuck with an aching hand as it healed, which didn’t make him feel very charitable towards the demons in the back seat.
Ungrateful! The both of them!
When they finally got to a decent hiding place, unloading Mobei-Jun was nothing less than a pain in the ass. Airplane was forced to negotiate with a two-foot tyrant with needle-sharp teeth who didn’t want to move and didn’t want Airplane to touch his gege. Airplane was forced to wheedle like never before.
“Your gege is hurt, but I can help him,” Airplane insisted soothingly. “See that place? It’s safe in there! Don’t you want your gege to be somewhere nice and safe, where no one can see him and I can heal him? Look at that hiding spot! It’s a good hiding spot. We all need to go into the hiding spot now. We’re all going into the hiding spot. Come on, Didi, help me get your gege into the nice, safe hiding spot. Come on now. Be good.”
The demon child bared his teeth as Airplane helped him down from the cart, but thankfully didn’t bite again. The demon child then hugged Airplane’s shins very unhelpfully as Airplane hefted Mobei-Jun into his arms.
Airplane was forced to shuffle.
He never thought he’d be so grateful for all the carrying that An Ding Peak forced its disciples to do! Sometimes, carrying things around was all Airplane did all day long and now it was paying off! Airplane wasn’t as strong as some of his peers, sure, but he still managed to carry a giant ice demon into the “hiding spot” with a little ice demon attached to his leg. He counted himself grateful there was only one Mobei-Jun to deliver inside, because he couldn’t have handled more.
Once inside, the demon child curled up against Mobei-Jun’s side again. Airplane took the opportunity to look after the cart’s beast of burden and unload the supplies from the cart, searching desperately for the medical supplies their mission had been allotted. When he finally found the medicine, returning triumphantly, the demon child was ungratefully unenthusiastic about Airplane’s careful approach.
“Ah, Didi, don’t growl at me! See, look! Look! It’s medicine! Medicine for your gege to stop the bleeding and... make sure his organs go back on the inside. Eugh. Ah, anyway, I’m helping. It’s okay because I’m helping. See, look, I’m helping. It’s okay.”
Airplane managed to get pretty far before the demon child couldn’t take it anymore and tried to bite him again. Airplane shrieked, but managed to wrestle the demon child off him, and ended up grabbing some of the food supplies as a desperate distraction.
“Bite this! Bite this! Didi, look, it’s food! Food for Didi!”
The demon child growled, but putting the food directly in front of his face caught his attention. The demon child’s eyes narrowed in on the food in a super predatory way that was unseen in human babies. Airplane gladly made the sacrifice. He threw the food to the demon child, who scrambled to catch it, gave it a sniff, and then started to hesitantly nibble on it before taking bigger bites.
“See? Don’t bite your Shang-Gege and he’ll give you food instead,” Airplane muttered, quickly turning his attention to the bigger demon. “You stay there and chew that and let me help your gege. I’m helping. I’m helping. I’m helping. Shang-Gege is helping Didi’s gege. Everything is good. Everything is okay. There’s no need for biting.”
Airplane didn’t really know how much the demon child understood of what he was saying. The demon child looked more than old enough to understand basic speech. He at least understood “stay”, Airplane decided, by sitting off to the side and anxiously chewing through dried food supplies while Airplane worked rearranging Mobei-Jun’s guts and then bandaging up the blood mess.
Maybe it helped to see that Airplane had no intention of eating the unconscious and vulnerable Mobei-Jun or something. He was pretty sure that was a demon thing.
He couldn’t bring himself to think about what he was doing!
If he thought about his actions here, he was going to throw up or something!
So long as he kept his hands moving here, he didn’t have to think about anything. He was just an An Ding Peak disciples hard at work betraying the sect. Yeah.
Eventually, Mobei-Jun was in as good a shape as Airplane could get him. The demon child - Didi, Airplane decided to call him - was curled up into a ball beside where Mobei-Jun was lying. Didi looked like he was forcing himself to stay alert.
“It’s all okay now,” Airplane said. “See? I helped. Shang-Gege helped your gege. Your Gege needs to sleep to get better and now you can sleep beside him.”
Airplane washed himself as best he could and tried to wash Didi a little, but the demon child was resistant and snapped at him. Airplane, expecting this now, successfully dodged the snap and wiped at Didi’s face. Trying to be nice was too much work! Airplane’s clean-up job ended up being pretty shitty. There was no doing anything about Mobei-Jun’s blood staining Didi’s clothes around the knee and elbow.
“Ah, fine, curl up in blood again, you little brat,” Airplane sighed.
Didi curled up against Mobei-Jun’s side again and, apparently, immediately fell asleep.
Airplane secured their hiding place as best he could, took stock of their pitiful amount of resources, and tried not to panic about what the fuck he was was going to do now. He was exhausted. Saving two ungrateful demons was hard work. He had no idea what was going to happen next. He was pretty sure he had just made the worst mistake of his life, but it was a little late to change things now.
Airplane found a good patch of floor to watch over the demons and let himself collapse. He was too tired to think anymore. There were too many things to think about.
He hoped that Mobei-Jun didn’t die. Demons were hardy and demon lords were even hardier, but the real world that had been made out of his shitty web-novel was really unpredictable sometimes. For all Airplane knew, Mobei-Jun was going to develop an infection and a fever. Maybe Mobei-Jun would die anyway and Airplane was going to be stuck with a bitey demon brat who hated him.
Airplane yawned. Keeping his eyes open was becoming really hard. Fuck.
Watching Didi’s back go up and down with his unconscious breaths was pretty mesmerizing. It was really tempting to sneak over there and pinch one of those chubby, chubby cheeks. Or those cute demon ears. But the demon child looked almost as tired as Airplane felt and probably bit in his sleep.
Airplane really didn’t want to think about what would have happened if he’d just taken off with Mobei-Jun, not knowing the demon child had been hiding nearby. That might have been the worst possible situation. Didi was dirty and exhausted now, sure, but he looked like one of those babies who should have been spoiled and happy all the time, and not mercilessly abandoned to the human world.
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Airplane woke up with a hand around his throat, squeezing.
There was a dark shadow above him and an even darker feeling in the air. The hand at his throat felt freezing cold. The air was burning with hateful demonic energy that felt like acid on his skin. Airplane struggled, but it was all immoveable.
“Where is he?” the shadow snarled.
Airplane choked.
His shadowy attacker belatedly seemed to realize that Airplane couldn’t talk when he was being choked to death! The squeezing let up enough for Airplane to breathe again. His lungs felt like they were burning hot and cold! His throat felt crushed and ruined.
“What did you do with him?” the attacker demanded.
“...W-wh…?”
“The child! Where is the child?!”
Airplane realized here that he was looking into the face of his future murderer. It was hard to make out in the darkness when he was being choked!
Mobei-Jun looked wild. His eyes looked like lightning.
“The ch-child… ch- chi- is-”
Mobei-Jun snarled again with impatience.
Even though it definitely wasn’t Airplane’s fault he couldn’t talk coherently!
“H-here,” Airplane choked out.
Mobei-Jun’s grip tightened, but then the man froze. His head snapped to the side.
Airplane followed the demon lord’s gaze.
Through the darkness, if Airplane squinted, he could see a small figure crouched by the supplies. Didi was frozen, watching them, chubby cheeks stuffed with stolen food.
Oh, there weren’t words for what Airplane wanted to say to the brat! Sneaking around like this in the middle of the night! Nearly getting Airplane strangled for no reason!
Mobei-Jun released Airplane immediately and flew across the room to the demon child, who threw up his arms immediately. Mobei-Jun took his younger brother into his arms and then collapsed heavily to the floor. By the sound of it, he crushed some of their precious food supplies as he fell! But the man was too busy wrapping his arms around the demon child to care about things like that, letting Didi sob into his chest, glaring at Airplane over the demon child’s head.
Airplane kept his distance! He knew better than to get anywhere near that!
The silence was very heavy.
He was certain that Mobei-Jun had reopened his wounds, if they had managed to close at all! As time trickled by them, he could see red seeping down the man’s side.
“...There are more bandages,” Airplane said finally, hoarsely.
Mobei-Jun’s scowl deepened, his lip curling.
“Ah… if- if you want them.”
What an asshole!
Airplane stayed put and didn’t make any sudden moves.
His throat felt like shit, so he tried to heal it with his spiritual energy. It was hard to focus with the demon lord glaring at him like that, on the other side of the room, but he didn’t really have anything better to do. There were only so many names he could silently call this ungrateful young demon who’d attacked the bro who’d saved his life!
At least Mobei-Jun hadn’t bitten him too.
Time trickled by and by. Eventually, Mobei-Jun’s eyelids began to droop close. The man’s injury appeared to be pulling him back under, whether he liked it or not.
After Mobei-Jun’s eyes had closed without opening for a long time, Airplane finally risked moving again. Mobei-Jun didn’t wake up, but Didi’s eyes fixed on Airplane, which made Airplane fear being bitten as he carefully came closer.
“Ahhh, see? Your gege is fine. I’m just… just going to put him back to bed, alright? You- don’t get up… just stay there and don’t bite me. We’re putting gege back to bed.”
Airplane dragged Mobei-Jun back to where the man had been before, with Didi staying put on his elder brother’s chest. Airplane was sure that this couldn’t be good for the demon lord’s wounds! But clearly Mobei-Jun didn’t give a shit about his own health!
“Didi, can you get off gege’s chest? Keep hugging him, just slide off, please? Gege is hurt, remember? Gege is hurt and we need to help him. See, he’s bleeding. Please let your Shang-Gege help again and don’t bite me. Everyone is fine. Everyone is happy. Everyone is getting along just fine and helping and healing. There’s no need to bite your Shang-Gege who is only helping, okay?”
Didi was more cooperative this time, sliding off Mobei-Jun chest to hug his less-injured side, while Airplane poked at the demon lord’s bleeding. The injuries looked… a lot better than Airplane would have expected them to. This healing rate was nothing short of astounding. Was this the power of an OP demon lord? How unfair!
Airplane did his best fixing the man up again.
He should have just let the man rot!
Mobei-Jun had just tried to kill him again! He would totally deserve it!
But there was a demon child carefully watching and Airplane didn’t want to end up with custody if his future murderer died here after all. What would he do with a demon child? Take them back to the sect?! His master would love that, he’s sure!
“Ah, looks like he’s getting lots better,” Airplane told Didi hoarsely, rubbing at his poor throat. “You’re doing a good job looking after him. Good job helping your gege. Keep helping his sleep, okay? Stay right there and don’t go sneaking off again, okay? Please don’t go sneaking off again, your Shang-Gege won’t be able to take it.”
Didi just blinked at him.
“Good job,” Airplane said. “Good job. Shang-Gege is… going to make sure that everything is okay outside. You stay here and protect your gege. Good job.”
That said, Airplane crept backwards, got up, and went outside.
Once outside, he promptly fell to his knees and curled in on himself.
“Holy fucking shit,” he said.
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