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2013 KISS BATTLE!

Final Fantasy Kissing Battle 2013

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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

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Maybe three slightly broken people can come together to form one functioning thought.

He was always a little twisted; she was always a little cold.

Obedience.

Discussions of honor and magic.

Light and darkness; sun and moon.

Things we remembered / things we didn't

"I am not sure I understand... regrets."

Memories, shadows, and the weapons we use against them

The Turks care for their own

"You can't actually be my dad."

They say love and hate are two sides of the same coin. They may be right.

Maturity.

Ellone/Backwards Clock Kid: Time Warps

NO CATS ALLOWED

Rufus Shinra has an unbeatable foe: the Backwards Clock Kid. (Bonus points if Quatre Raberba Winner shows up as well.

BUTZ/POO. I DON'T EVEN CARE

Sherlock is hot on the trail of "The Treasure Hunter", a wily thief whose crimes have as-yet been unsolved. What Sherlock DOESN'T know is that John Watson has become entangled in a steamy relationship with the very criminal Sherlock is desperate to thwart.

Little by little, I am slowly building up the chronicles of Jim and Kope's ill-fated paranormal adventures. :)

Thank you~ I love any excuse for creepy.

Ohhhh, my heart. ;_; Also, the imagery of the surreal dreamscape is absolutely wonderful.

Unbeknownst to most, Edge is actually a very fast reader. He's read the Seven Sacred Tomes of Eblan, he's read the Three Histories Of Middle Earth, and he's actually stolen and read a lot more naughty magazines from the soldiers' barracks than anyone knows just due to stealth and speed and the fact that he's fucking awesome. Because of this, sometimes his knowledge catches his compatriots off-guard. They don't seem to expect a prince with a bad temper and little patience to be well-read; well, more the fools they.

So when his men are talking about the Legend of Mount Ordeals once again, Edge feels compelled to correct them.

"I know the books say that it's a holy light of redemption and purity, but in reality, it was just some dude's dad," he says.

To his chagrin he ends up leading an investigatory squad three weeks later.

- - -

"I still think it's going to be a dragon," Nishino says.

"I told you," Saji corrects her, "the Archive of Ozawa says that, but in reality it was corrected three different times. It's a fountain of vigor that will restore youthful energy."

Edge sighs. "It's King Cecil's freaking dad," he mutters yet again, because they haven't listened to him the last forty times he said so.

"Dragon's-breath was known to restore youthful vigor," Nishino counters, and Edge prays for the strongest zombie in the world, to stop this argument.

- - -

To Edge's surprise, the summit is cloaked in mist.

"You stay here," he says boldly to his companions, because he's pretty sure Cecil's old man won't kill him on sight. "I'll go check it out."

"Spirits protect you," says Saji; Nishino simply bows.

Edge walks forward slowly through the mist. He's silent, because ninja are always silent, but the mist around his is humming somewhat: protection, maybe, or a sad vigil hanging in the air about him, as light but tangible as silk.

"Hello?" calls a voice.

"Holy balls," Edge says, and he will always regret that he greeted an epic mysterious power as such, "it's you."

- - -

The mist is a blanket, warm and comforting. Edge is full and relaxed; Kain appears almost equally so, or as relaxed as Kain ever gets.

"I can't let them get any closer," Kain says ruefully. "This place survives on the power of its mystery as much as anything."

"I get that," says Edge. "But I was really hoping I could see the shrine myself. Just once."

"Well," says Kain. Slowly. Carefully. "I... you could. For a price."

"Okay." Edge leaps to his feet. "Bring it on. I have to be able to tell them something, you know?"

Kain takes a step forward, then another one, then his mouth is on Edge's. The force of it burns through the mist: Kain's mouth is fire, absolute, harsh and unforgiving. Edge responds in kind, though, because nobody ups Eblan's ninja, and when they part, they're both panting.

"There," Kain says, a bit breathless -- and behind him, Edge sees a shrine.

- - -

"Fireworks," Nishino repeats, musing.

"Stars," says Saji. "And you are sure you saw nothing else?"

"Not this time," Edge replies, "but I'm pretty sure if I go back alone, I'll get a different answer."

"Does the sun fail to shine on Nabudis?" Ashe teases as she climbs onto what little room on the mattress Rasler has left for her. "Are you so unused to it?"

He grimaces in response, and the wrinkling of his features only serves to irritate him more.

"Nabudis receives abundant sunshine," he grits out, the skin of his face showcasing the most unnatural red color Ashe has seen in her life. "But Nabudis is not Rabanastre."

"No indeed," Ashe replies simply, twisting the top of the bottle of salve. She'd had to send one of her handmaidens out quietly lest anyone else inside the palace walls discover the young prince in such a sorry state. To the bazaar the girl had gone, paying for the salve with coin from the princess' own purse.

Ashe keeps her expression as neutral as she can manage, though she desperately wants to laugh. Rasler had been out on the castle ramparts for hours that afternoon, surveying the capital that is now his second home. He'd stayed out far too long without seeking shade, and there hadn't been a cloud in the sky. She's now blessed with a husband bearing a ripe apple of a face, and she hopes that the salve will soothe him.

In the first days, they had been so hesitant. Though they'd been paired from a young age, they'd always been chaperoned. Polite nods, practiced words. Distance. Married life, Ashe has learned, is a completely different arena. One where it is altogether expected to touch and be touched in return.

And so she dips her fingers into the salve, feeling its cool, creamy texture on her skin. Surely this will bring him some measure of comfort. He winces a bit at the first feeling of her fingers against his forehead, his cheeks, but gradually he shuts his eyes and sighs, experiencing blessed relief. The red remains, but hopefully the pain will not.

Even when she's done a thorough job, her fingers linger upon his slick skin. This man is no longer just the prince from over the mountains, from the labyrinthine palace halls of grand Nabudis. This man is hers, and she is his. And together they will see things through. She lets her touch drift past his strong chin, his full cheeks, hearing him hum appreciatively at her care.

She'd been so scared, and some of this is still frightening. The expectations on them both, the hours spent scanning the horizon, waiting for Archadia to strike. Having someone in her bed who is not a snoring old nursemaid.

Ashe was born for duty, to serve and guard Dalmasca. It was a given from the day she was born that she would be matched with someone not of her own choosing. But Ashe can think of no better match than the sunburnt face before her, the head on her pillow. He'd only ended up this way because he wants to love Rabanastre as she does. He'd been surveying the capital, learning her city that is now also his to serve and guard. In time, Ashe thinks with a grin, he will learn Rabanastre's sun as well as its walls.

She puts the top back on the bottle, setting it down on the bedside table before curling up at his side. When she feels his lips brush against her forehead in a gentle kiss, his embarrassed, murmured "thank you" almost lost in her hair, she knows that loving him will be easy.

I love the comradery between Veld and Vincent here. Your Veld is perfect, and I loved how he justified to himself over time that it was alright to kiss Vincent, talking himself into it. Also, the mental picture of them both in the rain was gorgeous. Who could ever resist Vincent in such a scene? Not me, that's for sure. Thank you so much for the fill.

Oh, I love her sucking the air out of him and strolling right through the bars. Poor Kain. It is never a good day to be Kain.

YES.

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2013 KISS BATTLE!

Rydia/Kain/Edge

Celes/Kefka

FFVI: Celes/Kefka/Terra

FFVI: Celes/Leo/Kefka

FFIV: OGC: Cecil/Rosa/Kain

FFV: Lenna/Faris

FFVI: Terra/Shadow

Celes/Locke(/Rachel/Leo)

FFVII OGC: Turks

FFVIII: Laguna/Squall

FFVIII: Seifer/Xu

FFVIII: Quistis/Laguna

FFVIII/Backwards Clock

FFVI/FFVIII: Interceptor/Angelo

FFVII/Backwards Clock(/GW)

FFV/Earthbound

FFVI/Sherlock: Locke/John

Re: Got Weird: FFI: Jim+Kope+Robot, G

Re: Curious Appetites: FFI: Tiamat/Red Wizard, PG-13

Re: "Shatter", FFIV: Rydia/Kain, Rosa, PG-13

Mythology (Kain/Edge, PG13)

FFXII: Ashe/Rasler, "Sunburn" (G)

Re: FFVII - Before Crisis - Veld/Vincent

Re: Gasp, FFIV, Barbariccia/Kain, PG-13 [DubCon? NonCon? EVIL?]

Re: [BlitzKiss!] Tactical Retreat, FFV, Fariz/Butz, PG-13