Tezuka/Fuji Prompt Table

[imaginedyou]

Prompt table, condensed from here. Sources cited in that post; just find the appropriate prompt under it's original number.

001.	Five shades of white. ( a. IVORY b. BONE c. GHOST d. CHALK e. SNOWY )	002.	Everything you ever wished for.	003.	The effect of impact on stationary objects.	004.	Your pretty blue eyes are just stained glass.	005.	As long as you're mine.
006.	A dark heart, beating.	007.	Beneath these hands.	008.	The heart of your gesture.	009.	Hard, but much truer.	010.	Eyes meeting over the noise.
011.	The possibility of zero.	012.	In praise of surfaces.	013.	Tomorrow is something we remember.	014.	these children-no-longer-children.	015.	a fine line between genius and insanity.
016.	many nameless virtues.	017.	A lie told often enough becomes the truth.	018.	who can not forgive himself.	019.	I had to be the good one.	020.	the language of the visionary and the idealist.
021.	Writer's Choice #1: Under Glass	022.	Writer's Choice #2: Crossroads	023.	Writer's Choice #3: Hunger	024.	Writer's Choice #4: Finding New Prey	025.	Writer's Choice #5: Winners Take Chances

Prince Of Tennis; Tezuka/Fuji mostly, whether it's paired, gen, or mixed with others.

COMPLETED: 23/25

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[emothy]

Freebie #3:

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Hunger

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There is something bigger than tennis, and yet entirely nothing else but the game, holding the three of them together. Tezuka challenges, and Ryoma and Fuji respond. Fuji hopes never to add the word 'jealousy' to his vocabulary; it's unlike him. Instead he looks past the attentions Tezuka gives to Ryoma for the sake of improving the freshman's game, and sees darkness.

Tezuka drives people to be better; to become who they truly are inside, wrapped up in potential like it were cotton wool, sheltering them from the world outside. To try, after all, is to risk failure. Ryoma is not too familiar with failure. Neither is Tezuka; neither is Fuji. They have that much in common. Tezuka drives barely beatable players to become unstoppable ones, but not just for sheer love of the game. It is not done to share around his passionate affair with tennis and spread the lust of a win, which will eventually turn into the game that keeps your soul alive.

Tezuka is lucky that his passion comes with skill, and he knows it. Not that he hasn't worked to get where he is, but so much he has accomplished could not have been if it weren't for natural skill. So now he sets out a challenge; beat me at my own game.

He is waiting for his students to surpass their teacher. And when they do, he will savour every painful, humiliating moment of it; blood, sweat and tears.

When Fuji realised this, he realised also that he wished to be the first one to obtain it.

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