ff_exchange | 2013 KISS BATTLE!

Final Fantasy Kissing Battle 2013

RULES

This year, we're creating Master Links for each fandom. When leaving prompts, please put it under the right canon! If in a compilation canon, please leave the important details!

To leave a prompt: leave one prompt per comment, with FANDOM: CHARACTERS/RELATIONSHIP in the subject line and your prompt in the body.

To leave a fill: reply to the comment in question. Please use the subject line of your comment to label your work: TITLE (if relevant), FANDOM, CHARACTERS/RELATIONSHIP, RATING (ANY KINKS, WARNINGS, FLAGS).

There should be kissing! All kinds of kisses are welcome: gen, shippy, smutty, chaste, familial, friendly, angry, happy! We’re pretty open to anything you want to call kissing. We are fans of all of it.

Fanart, fanfiction, drabbles, doodles, live action movies -- whatever you want to supply, we’d like to have it.

Be kind to others regarding character or ship choices and prompts. This should be fun for everyone!

Prompt early, prompt often, and leave as many as you want.

Prompts can be filled multiple times!

To leave a blitzkrieg kiss: If you have something but no one has prompted it yet, blitzkiss away! Just reply to the comment for your fandom, and make sure you use the subject line to label your work.

Be sure to check back often -- new kissing action could be showing up everywhere!

Spread the word! Tell your friends!

FINAL FANTASY KISS BATTLE 2013

We will be running the Kissing Battle on Dreamwidth only. There are two main reasons for this: 1) Dreamwidth’s comment limit is huge, allowing for longer kissing masterpieces; and 2) Dreamwidth still supports subject lines for comments, which are vital to a meme like the Kiss Battle. However, the Battle is open to everyone. Feel free to participate with your Dreamwidth (account creation is invite-free right now~!), your Livejournal or other OpenID account (see here if you want to set up an OpenID), or anonymously.

Have fun! Get smoochin'!

FINAL FANTASY I
FINAL FANTASY II
FINAL FANTASY III
FINAL FANTASY IV COMPILATION
FINAL FANTASY V
FINAL FANTASY VI
FINAL FANTASY VII COMPILATION
FINAL FANTASY VIII
FINAL FANTASY IX
FINAL FANTASY X AND X-2
FINAL FANTASY XI
FINAL FANTASY XII COMPILATION
FINAL FANTASY TACTICS COMPILATION
FINAL FANTASY XIII COMPILATION
DISSIDIA: FINAL FANTASY COMPILATION
FINAL FANTASY: CRYSTAL CHRONICLES COMPILATION
ASSORTED FINAL FANTASY
CROSSOVERS (WITHIN FF)
CROSSOVERS (FF/OTHER)
OTHER / ASSORTED

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

FFT AND IVALICE: Please specify which canon you are requesting for!

It was an accident.

For all the love of life, near, far, and here.

Edited 2013-02-06 23:35 (UTC)

Hero.

Remember me.

It must be written somewhere in a dusty tome. Thou shalt gut dragons so their blood spills over the cobblestones and flows down over thy blade. Thou shalt not love a dragon. Beowulf set aside the sword he had been cleaning and cleaning again. If there was one thing he was grateful for, it was that camp was somehow both cozy and discreet—after a long day’s adventuring, having a safe place to rest was more than a simple blessing.

He glanced over at where Reis lay, her wings folded neatly around her. One of her dark brown eyes was half-open, surveying the world around her even as she rested.

Some things never changed—Reis had always been the wary sort, even before he had known her. She liked to be careful. She left nothing to chance.

He swallowed. Reis being a dragon he could stand; the fact she did not remember him twisted his gut. One could love a dragon—one could love someone who had forgotten their love, also. But if Reis had but remembered him, their life could have pretended at normality. Reis with her memories would be the same with or without scales. Reis without her memories? Life was empty without her.

How could he ever make up for what had happened, save for by finding a way to bring her back?

Beowulf could imagine what their lives would have been, had she kept her memory: a temple knight and a dragon, fighting injustice on their way to find a cure for the beautiful dragon. He smiled, glanced across camp again to where Reis kept vigil, and she stirred, met his gaze with an even stare. She was his Reis, gave him that same look she had when they had met first: slightly curious, partially annoyed, and hazy with exhaustion. A few houses in Lionel had caught fire one night and he had been in charge of evacuating that section of the town. Her house had not burned—but she had been evacuated from her bed and she had been little pleased about it, though understanding of his duty.

He stood and across camp, Reis continued to watch him. Not as though he were a threat, merely keeping an eye on him. With slow, purposeful steps, he made his way to her. Reis did not stir even as he came close enough to brush fingers over the glittering scales of her snout. So strange, to think of his beautiful, tiny-nosed Reis with a snout!

But she was beautiful this way, too, gleaming purple in the low firelight, the promise of power with every minuscule shift she made. “You are safe here,” he told her.

She blinked at him, tilting her head to the side in what had to be amusement if he knew her at all. And he could not stop himself, he did not have the will, he reached out and trailed his fingertips over her smooth scales. Beowulf sucked in a breath and Reis—she hummed, like she was pleased, and he grinned, a fool’s lovestruck grin.

What was he if not a lovestruck fool?

He leaned down and pressed his mouth against the top of her head. The scales caught against his lips as he mouthed into her, Remember me, remember me, please, Reis, just remember me.

Huffing, Reis settled into a more comfortable position, pulling her wings more tightly around herself. Beowulf pulled away, rubbing at the sting where his lip had been cut. Her eyes shut fully and she seemed more relaxed, so he crept away, back to where he had left his possessions. There was hope, yet, there had to be. Beowulf rubbed at his lip again, his flesh giving just that little bit more at the agitation.

And somewhere, some dusty tome had the writ: thou shalt not kiss dragons.

oh ;_;

Oh, Beowulf. Oh, Reis.

I'm glad you liked it :D Their story has always been one of my favorites.

OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. THE FEELS <3

Thanks! :D

Aaaawww, poor cursed babies. Ow. ;~;

Stupid curses and dusty old tomes!

Dusty old tomes are the worst! I mean, what do they know about dragons, anyway?

Oh, man, these two always get me, and this really gets me. I AM ALL FEELINGS NOW. ;_;

They always get me too, seriously, their story is one of my favorite aspects of FFT. SO SAD! Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it. :D

This could be so much more than fealty.

2013 KISS BATTLE!

FINAL FANTASY TACTICS COMPILATION

FFT: Agrias/Mustadio

FFT: Agrias/Orlandu

FFT: Ovelia/Agrias

FFT: Beowulf/Ries

Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

Re: Thou Shalt Not Kiss Dragons (Beowulf/Reis, PG)

FFT: Agrias/Ovelia