[ SECRET POST #2641 ]

[case]

⌈ Secret Post #2641 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

01.


__________________________________________________



02.


__________________________________________________



03.


__________________________________________________



04.


__________________________________________________



05.


__________________________________________________



06.


__________________________________________________



07.


__________________________________________________



08.


__________________________________________________



09.


__________________________________________________



10.


__________________________________________________



11.


__________________________________________________



12.










Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 01 pages, 018 secrets from Secret Submission Post #377.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 1 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Comments

Re: post the first line of your fics

[cassandraoftroy]

Legend of Korra:

---The first thing she noticed about Republic City was the smell.

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

---Natasha felt her lower lip split open against her teeth even as her head snapped back, rolling with the blow.

---"Tony, where are we going?" Pepper adjusted the strip of black fabric stretched across her eyes.

---Not for the first time, Steve found himself wishing the rest of the team was here with them.

---The darkness was his first clue that he was not in his cell; his captivity included no shadows in which to wreathe himself, to hide and plot his escape.

MCU/Doctor Who:

---Tony stood on the landing pad, slid his thumbs through the belt loops of his jeans, and surveyed the damage.

---A week next Saturday. It was on the long flight back from the Alps to headquarters that she first asked herself why she had picked a date so far away.

The Walking Dead:

---"Unsettled" was perhaps an understated way to describe his mental state; Milton hated lying, both because the implicit social contract of people living in a civilized society made honesty a moral mandate, and because he was never any good at it.

The Dresden Files:

---With the exaggerated care of someone whose fingers are just a little too numb for fine manipulation, Molly piled up the crumpled newspaper and greasy Big Mac wrappers in the center of her makeshift fire pit and stacked a couple of splintered boards around and over them.