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2013 KISS BATTLE!
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
Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Lost in his thoughts, he nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a light tap on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry to startle you," came a soft voice. Butz turned around to find a lovely young woman standing behind him. "I'm starting up a business, and I just wanted to give you a free sample of my product."
Butz thought it all a bit strange, yet endearing, so he returned her smile and accepted her offer graciously. It was a slice of cake.
"It's a secret recipe of my own design. Enjoy!"
He thought he saw a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she skipped away, but he didn't think anything of it as he took a bite. But then...
His vision began to twist and swirl and turn a revolting shade of pink. Then suddenly he wasn't in Walse anymore.
* * *
Butz felt as though he were floating in space, yet paralyzed at the same time. It took a while for his eyes to focus, but he thought he could make out a vague, ghostlike shape before him.
"Prince Poo... I am the spirit of your ancient lineage. To complete your trial, I am going to break your legs. You will lose the use of them. Do you accept this?"
What the fuck?! thought Butz, but he couldn't find his own tongue by which to voice his protest. Nevertheless, a pain suddenly shot through the place where his legs should have been.
"So, Prince Poo... You cannot walk, as your legs are broken. Next, I will tear your arms off... I will feed them to the crows. Do you accept this?"
HELL NO, he thought furiously, but the searing pain then moved to his nonexistent arms.
"Ah, Prince Poo... Without legs and arms, you can only lie there... Now, I will take something far more dear to you..."
Please do not continue, Butz mentally whimpered. But then the spectral figure began to shift its shape, and as it floated closer and closer, he realized that it was... himself.
"Prince Poo," said spirit-Butz, reaching out towards him. "This is the last part of your trial. You must give yourself to me completely. Do you accept this?"
I'm not gonna lie; I have no idea what's going on, or why you keep calling me 'Prince Poo', or why you're actually me, thought Butz, but he did find his imaginary body relaxing. He felt Spirit-Butz' hands caress his cheeks, which was strangely exhiliarating. But then, most surprising of all, was that he saw his own face glide closer and closer, until their lips touched (or so he thought he felt), and it was... nice.
Butz couldn't figure out a way to respond, not having a proper body and all, but he had to admit that his other self seemed to be doing pretty well on his own. His lips were soft and his tongue dextrous, and Butz suspected he could make out the sensation of fingers running through his hair.
Damn, I'm smooth, he thought, and sat back for the ride.
And then his spirit whispered into his neck, "I'm going to cut your ears off."
I'm no longer okay with this, thought Butz plainly.
"Do you care if I take your eyes? Do you want to live in eternal darkness?" his spirit continued, all the while nipping at what would've been his earlobes. Butz couldn't help but groan internally.
"Are you sad? Are you lonely?" His spirit sucked at his collarbone and Butz felt a stirring down south. "If you lose your mind, you also lose any feelings of sadness... Do you accept this?"
Butz wasn't sure how to respond at this point. There were so many strange sensations going on at once and he felt like he wasn't in control of any of them, despite the fact that it was him controlling the situation... thinking about it all was starting to give him a headache.
Another curious feeling jostled him back to pseudo-consciousness. He felt a squeezing around... around... well, it was a bit too tight at first, but then it eased up and started to feel rather nice. Overwhelmingly nice. It moved up and down, enveloping him, exciting him, sending him closer and closer to the edge...!
"Oh yes, Poo! You are in my Butz! UHYEA!"
Butz felt himself explode in ecstasy despite himself. And then everything went chillingly still.
* * *
Butz awoke on the beach with a terrible sunburn on half of his face. He felt slightly drunk, and his bottom was questionably sore.
"Hey lady," he called, hoping the cake seller was still around.
She appeared from behind a vendor cart with an eager smile.
"I'll take one to go, please!"
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
AND I AM LIKE
FUCKING CRYING HERE
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
ONE OF MY FINER WORKS THOUGH
LMAO I'M GLAD U WERE ENTERTAINED XDD
Re: Tasty Cake (Butz/Poo, kinda dubcon selfcest, fuck if I even know. Rated R, y'all!!)
YOU KNOW
THE KIND THAT I LOVE AND LIVE FOR