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First Line Meme
Jan. 1st, 2022 01:41 amHere we go, 2021 retrospective meme time!
The first line of the first fic I published each month of 2021.
January
(None.)
February
It was Setzer's biggest gamble yet; Daryl was not a conventional woman—she eschewed finery and frippery for functional clothes and a well-tailored overcoat, and she left the other women to their gossiping and matchmaking as she took to the freedom of the skies—and he had no idea whether the dozen roses he carried would be met with her approval or her scorn, so he sighed in relief when she opened her door and took the bouquet into her arms, drawing it in from the chill night air and enthusing over the roses' beauty.
(A Dozen Roses in the Night | Final Fantasy VI | Daryl/Setzer)
March
It took over a year of planning, interrupted by saving the world, along with plenty of goading and just a bit of friendly blackmail, but Balamb Garden's first-ever Garden Festival was now in full swing.
(Party People | Final Fantasy VIII | Selphie, Wimbly Donner)
April
Daryl was a high-flying thrill-seeker, her hair constantly mussed by the wind, her hands callused and often stained with grease, but the ease with which she moved in a ballgown and could exchange her full-throated laugh for a demure titter betrayed her Jidoorian roots.
(Shake the Stars from the Sky | Final Fantasy VI | Daryl/Setzer)
May
She knew he liked the rain.
(Advocate | Transistor | Niola Chein)
June
The night was warm and humid, even with the entrance to her hut flung open, and Lulu wiped the sweat from her brow and returned to her loom.
(The Next Blank Page | Final Fantasy X | Lulu & Yuna)
July
(None.)
August
Nida helped build the hangar, though he knew it marked the beginning of the end of his relevancy at Balamb Garden.
(To Last Voyages and New Experiences | Final Fantasy VIII | Selphie/Nida)
September
When the merchant ship docked in South Figaro, Celes stood next to the captain and watched the crew disembark, each member as healthy and whole as they were when they set sail three weeks ago, then silently extended her hand for the remaining half of her payment.
(We Are Cinders From a Fire Burning Long Ago | Final Fantasy VI | Celes/Terra)
October
(None.)
November
Vivian sat on an ornate bench just off the gravel pathway of the garden and fished a leather-bound notebook from her purse.
(Like Sunlight on a Day-blooming Flower | Original Work | Bookshop owner/Florist (F/F))
December
Judy hated having nothing to do; it just wasn't her style.
(Caught Up in a Chain Reaction of a World Gone Wild | Vicious Lips | Judy/Bree)
The first line of the first fic I published each month of 2021.
January
(None.)
February
It was Setzer's biggest gamble yet; Daryl was not a conventional woman—she eschewed finery and frippery for functional clothes and a well-tailored overcoat, and she left the other women to their gossiping and matchmaking as she took to the freedom of the skies—and he had no idea whether the dozen roses he carried would be met with her approval or her scorn, so he sighed in relief when she opened her door and took the bouquet into her arms, drawing it in from the chill night air and enthusing over the roses' beauty.
(A Dozen Roses in the Night | Final Fantasy VI | Daryl/Setzer)
March
It took over a year of planning, interrupted by saving the world, along with plenty of goading and just a bit of friendly blackmail, but Balamb Garden's first-ever Garden Festival was now in full swing.
(Party People | Final Fantasy VIII | Selphie, Wimbly Donner)
April
Daryl was a high-flying thrill-seeker, her hair constantly mussed by the wind, her hands callused and often stained with grease, but the ease with which she moved in a ballgown and could exchange her full-throated laugh for a demure titter betrayed her Jidoorian roots.
(Shake the Stars from the Sky | Final Fantasy VI | Daryl/Setzer)
May
She knew he liked the rain.
(Advocate | Transistor | Niola Chein)
June
The night was warm and humid, even with the entrance to her hut flung open, and Lulu wiped the sweat from her brow and returned to her loom.
(The Next Blank Page | Final Fantasy X | Lulu & Yuna)
July
(None.)
August
Nida helped build the hangar, though he knew it marked the beginning of the end of his relevancy at Balamb Garden.
(To Last Voyages and New Experiences | Final Fantasy VIII | Selphie/Nida)
September
When the merchant ship docked in South Figaro, Celes stood next to the captain and watched the crew disembark, each member as healthy and whole as they were when they set sail three weeks ago, then silently extended her hand for the remaining half of her payment.
(We Are Cinders From a Fire Burning Long Ago | Final Fantasy VI | Celes/Terra)
October
(None.)
November
Vivian sat on an ornate bench just off the gravel pathway of the garden and fished a leather-bound notebook from her purse.
(Like Sunlight on a Day-blooming Flower | Original Work | Bookshop owner/Florist (F/F))
December
Judy hated having nothing to do; it just wasn't her style.
(Caught Up in a Chain Reaction of a World Gone Wild | Vicious Lips | Judy/Bree)
