Look out, I have a lot of 2011 year-end memes. :D

First Lines Meme - First line of the month for 2011

January: And I can finally lay claim to my Yuletide fic!

February: Over at comment_fic, see.

March: What? This is to be expected, especially from me.

April: I doubt I'll write anything tonight as I'm just exhausted and I've got to go to bed early anyways, so.

May: Finally, I have things to post!

June: I'm doing this again...Kink Bingo, over at dreamwidth.

July: Title: Different Dynamics.

August: Title: Lizards and togetherness.

September: A card from dark_bingo. :D

October: Just a drive-by post to assure you all that I'm not dead.

November: I don't really need more on my plate but I don't need to write anything until after November and this is just \o/ and I am all over it.

December: Compared to last year I'm not going to be as busy this Christmas season - primarily as I'm not going to be offering ficlets this year.

First Lines Meme - Fic

January: Raphael has no warning before reality is twisting before him, the sensation of flight between layers of reality nearly sickening as he is dragged below without his consent

February: A question asked upon Lucifer's release from his eternal cage: "What shall we make your throne out of, Lord?"

March: He can't help but think of himself as a moth, and he can't help but think of all the reasons he shouldn't be here.

April: "I ask you this: why do you think the world is like this?" Lucifer spread his hands, showed them the endless city.

May: "See the kid with the crayons over there?"

June: "You're dying," Lucifer says, voice calm and composed.

July: It's not their usual dynamic, and Sam will never admit to liking it, but there's the thing: he does like it.

August: "I just spent the last five hours wrestling a lizard for sport."

September: Castiel kneels on primordial ice, fingers digging into it like claws as his breath mists across the clear surface of the Cage. He growls at the futility of his actions, and rises only when his fingers are too numb to use.

October: That's why he finally claws his way free. Not for humanity (waste), not for his comrades (weak), but because he remembers this: Michael's sneering (broken) smile as he closed the door on Lucifer's Cage.

November: Gabriel is crouched by the wall, teeth bared in what's not a smile, and Michael sees too little of his brother before him.

December: There. He had asked the question, and it was entirely out of his hands now. Whether Michael gave him the Name, whether he would be destroyed for his arrogance, it was all out of his hands. The only relief he had now was that the burning urge to ask for the Name was gone.

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And I am out of year end memes! Whee!