2013 KISS BATTLE!

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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
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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

Comments

FFVI: Celes/Terra

[lirillith]

You don't remember, but I do.

Tabula Rasa: FFVI: Celes/Terra, PG

[stealth_noodle]

Her eyes are owl-wide and her lips are always parted, as if she's taking in too much and has to let the excess fall out with her breaths. Even in the snow, her skin is flushed from the fire inside.

When you caught glimpses of her in the labs, she was always shrinking into herself, mouth pinched and eyes glassy. "Stay away from her," Cid told you. "She's not like you."

She's like a stranger wearing a stolen skin, scrubbed clean of ghosts. It's hard to visualize her face reshaped by despair or her voice pitched low and broken. When she looks at you, there's no flicker of recognition, only the same desperate curiosity with which she regards all the world.

"I'm not like you," she replied, when you stole a moment to ask her. "I was born like this."

"Then we are alike," you insisted. "They made me like you."

She stared at you, mouth tight and eyes tired. "I don't think they'd agree," she said, and you couldn't argue; only one of you was locked up.

Your twist of irony, the bitterness in your tone—all of it flows in and out of her without making an impression. There's nothing left for your hooks to catch. This time you're the one to deny her symmetry.

You'd seen her depressed, hurt, resigned, and withdrawn, but never frightened. Her distress struck something inside you inside like a sudden thaw.

"He wants to take my mind away." Sobs shook her voice. "He wants to erase me. Please—please—"

You squeezed her hand, which burned like a live coal, and brushed your lips against the fever-heat of her forehead. "I'll find a way to stop it," you whispered, and couldn't.

Nervous hope flutters in her voice; for an instant she is almost familiar. "Have you... loved anyone?"

When you saw her again, she was gone.