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

[It is a thing that had to happen in second-person, apparently, because my brain kept tripping on their names.]

"You can't build the engine out of adamantite."

Luca uses "can't" the way people who aren't you use "shouldn't." (You prefer to use "the science isn't quite there yet.") You don't bother to look up from the schematics to reply, "Give me one good reason."

"Three," she snaps, and you can see her counting off on her fingers in your peripheral vision. "Father's not going to let you bankrupt the kingdom to build one airship, no one's going to have any idea how to repair it, and we're already getting enough pushback from the fuddy-duddies who didn't want a human on the design team." She shoves her pinky under your nose and adds, "Four: it can't be that much better than mythril."

You do look up this time, just to watch her expression. "Oh, I don't know about that. Top speed should be about a hundred knots better."

Her golden eyes go gratifyingly wide before narrowing. "I want to check those calculations."

"Be my guest," you reply, rolling up the schematics sheet and getting to your feet. "I'll just go drop this off with—"

Luca catches your arm with a grip you won't be wiggling out of anytime soon. "Nice try."

You've never been big on compromise, but you're willing to work outside your comfort zone every now and then. "Okay, what if the engine's mostly mythril, but the cannons—"

Then suddenly you're pinned to the wall with Luca's mouth over yours. Your lips part in what you're not sure is surprise or desire until you find yourself sucking on her lower lip, wrapping your arms around her broad back. Her visor bonks against your helmet, her goggles press into her throat, her heat fogs your glasses, and one of her thighs finds it way between yours. You've never been so turned on in your life, and that's counting your entire summer at Junior Automata Builders Sleepaway Camp.

Just as abruptly, Luca pulls away. By the time your thoughts have stopped spinning in dizzy little circles, she's left the room, and the schematics are no longer in your hand. You don't need even a fraction of your genius to piece together what just happened.

When Luca returns sans schematics, rumpled but smug, you've got enough of your breath back to say dryly, "You win this round, Princess."

"Look, it's not that I don't want to build an engine out of adamantite." She pauses to blow a stray lock out of hair out of her face. "It's just that I'm the one who has to hear about it if we go over budget. Again."

You don't seem to be picking up where you left off. Dwarves can be weird about this kind of thing; you're not sure if you're supposed to talk about it, or pounce on her, or give her written permission, or what. Maybe all she meant to do was distract you, after all. So you settle for feeling your way through the conversation, trying to ignore the lingering taste of her on your lips. "How long do you think it'll take them to approve the plans?"

Luca shrugs. "A week, at least. The elders are very... deliberate."

Is this flirting? You have no idea anymore. "We'd better find a way to stay busy, then," you say, with your best effort at coyness.

"I can think of a few things," she replies, and if that's meant to be coyness, she's not any good at it, either. You're still trying to decode her tone when she adds, haltingly, "I've got a few improvements to make to Calca and Brina."

You give up. "How about installing rocket launchers on them?"

A parade of emotions marches over Luca's face, flickering light in and out of her eyes: enthusiasm, protectiveness, consideration, skepticism, disappointment. "Nah," she says at last. "They make people nervous enough already."

"What about detachable rocket launchers?"

Now she's all skepticism. "You're goading me, aren't you?"

"Is it working?"

"Well," she drawls, moving closer, "I do know only one guaranteed way to shut you up."

That's clear enough. You pounce.

omg, this is better than I ever could have predicted.

I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS. Hot gadgeteers making out and talking about rocket launchers, yes please.

♥

I want them to invent wonderful, terrible, dangerous things together forever.

2013 KISS BATTLE!

A Collaborative Effort: FFIV: TAY + Chrono Trigger: Lucca/Luca, PG-13

Re: A Collaborative Effort: FFIV: TAY + Chrono Trigger: Lucca/Luca, PG-13

Re: A Collaborative Effort: FFIV: TAY + Chrono Trigger: Lucca/Luca, PG-13