[OPEN] FIC PROMPTS

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I might as well put this to good use since it's here. Fic prompts! 'Cos gameplay's looking a little slow lately and I'm sorely in need of practice. Help me out, toss me a prompt? ♥ New requests are always welcomed!

WHAT I CAN [TRY TO] WRITE Chances of a decent product are highest with Air Gear, D.Gray-Man, Durarara!!, Pandora Hearts, Kingdom Hearts and Katekyo Hitman Reborn!. A good rule of thumb is anything I've played from, but for specificity's sake: Puella Magi Madoka Magica, 07-Ghost, Tales of the Abyss, Leverage, The World Ends With You, White Collar, No. 6, Code Geass, most young adult urban fantasies. . .

You can name characters, a setting, a scene, and/or a word or line to get me started. I'll see what I can do! (Note — I guarantee: words. I don't guarantee: quality of life for your eyeballs, post-reading.)

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DOCTOR WHO | 200 words

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All universes, he wants to tell them - every stream and line and point to point and star - everything's suffered. Somewhere, elsewhere, Amy is pounding down a New York sidewalk with her pockets full of diamonds and sirens shrilling behind her; elsewhere, she's masked and breathless over a surgeon's table, about to start her first incision; she's jam-mouthed and sticky or damp from rain or crushed bloody under a cement block and breathing his name, either of theirs.

There's always an elsewhere.

But. But - and there's always a but, lovely conjunction, he's never known a species that hadn't carried contradiction in them yet - but. He doesn't owe them justification. Perhaps it's easier. Perhaps it's a kindness: a raggedy man carrying straw in his pockets and up his sleeves. It stops being wonderful eventually. He knows it; he's heard it said before. (He doesn't like it, still.) Another life in another skin to the same two hearts.

It all stops.

Up on the glass platform, he stops by the ship's brightest console and leans there. He looks at the lights winking at him: their own universe.

He wants to be sorry. In a sense, he always has been.