@purpleasters-inseptember tagged me (thank you) to post the first lines of my ten most recent fics, but I'm going to throw in some of my original writing since I don't have ten fics.

i love challenges like this, so anyone who sees this please share yours and tag me i wanna see what yall are writing!!!

(my original stuff is italicized, everything else is on my ao3!)

Anti-Hero  Cullen paced across the limestone floor of the Gallows, thinking of all the possible worse case scenarios that could be happening.

Dirty Chai Latte An oppressive mist hung over the parking lot, waiting to be dispelled by the sun that was preparing to creep over the horizon.

Nowhere, Alabama The flicking glare of streetlights chopped up the murky expanse of darkness that Crystal sped through, her ancient Camry screaming in protest every time she pressed her foot down on the gas.

125 Rosewood Drive You walk on an empty street, your bare feet dragging against the wet, worn asphalt.

Wife I am existentially terrified of the word “wife”- with every mention of my assumed eventual marriage to my long-term boyfriend, I can feel the noose of suburban mediocrity tightening more and more around my already chafing neck. 

Extra Reading The smell of incense drifted out of her new companion's hallway, a warm glow peeking out from beneath his door in a stark contrast to the otherworldly purple haze that hung in the Lighthouse's library.

Nightmares Cullen couldn’t move, couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe.

Reflections Sunlight spilled through the canopy of leaves, highlighting the path Lavellan was following through the forest. 

Places I Don’t Want to Forget You walk through the still night, the once-busy street now obscured by a thick blanket of snow, the still-falling deluge of snowflakes making it denser by the second.