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ffexchange_mod ([personal profile] ffexchange_mod) wrote in [community profile] ff_exchange2016-02-14 08:01 pm

Final Fantasy Kiss Battle 2016!!

Yes, it's happening! Right here and right now! :D

We are still considering our availability and options for running a full exchange sometime this year, and we'll keep you posted on any future developments. In the meantime, we wanted to bring back the Kiss Battle: it's a tradition, and really fun!

Since we aren't doing the Chocobo Races this year, there are no teams and no points. However, we will give a shout-out to the top five contributors, with special recognition to the person who creates kisses for the most canons. :)

Final Fantasy Kiss Battle 2016

  • All prompts will be organized by fandom, using Master Links. When leaving prompts, please put it under the right canon! If in a compilation canon, please include 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!


We will be running the Kiss 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'!


FFIV:Any Rosa/Rydia

[personal profile] justira 2016-02-15 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Let the girls have some love! I would especially love to see a mature Rosa and Rydia (After Years?) choosing to spend some smoochy time together, but any kisses between these two would do!
runicmagitek: (Default)

From the Fires and Ashes - Rydia & Rosa - G

[personal profile] runicmagitek 2016-07-02 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
This ended up being more of a platonic/mother-daughter esque type of kiss, but I couldn't shake the idea from my head. Can be found on both AO3 and FFN. Hope you still enjoy it!
taichara: (crystal)

FINAL FANTASY IV (original or FFIVA): Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut

[personal profile] taichara 2016-02-16 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut -- anything really goes, but hey, scales and interesting species combo are a possibility here ~ How smooth is Bahamut's hide, or does it matter? What about doppleganger issues, if Lunar Bahamut?

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV (original or FFIVA): Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut

(Anonymous) 2016-02-18 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Kain fell.

His spear carved into the dragon-god's hide. the edge finding the path between the heavy scales and slicing through, through to the rich, dark flesh beneath. He hit bone somewhere around the bottom of the neck - couldn't be sure, sweat and tension in his eyes, could hardly see - and didn't shift fast enough, the momentum driving him into the wall of bladed iron scales, a hammer-blow that reverberated through his entire body and carved deep gashes into his face to match the claw marks on his arm. Lunar Bahamut roared and shook him off like a horse would shake off a fly; Kain flew into the cave wall - another bone-jarring impact - and slid to the ground.

He wasn't getting up again. He couldn't do this alone. He needed Rosa's magic, Cecil's blade, Rydia's summons, even Edge's ninja tricks, anything, he couldn't do this alone-

He never should have come here, never should have challenged the god of dragons. Dragoons flew in imitation of the great dragons, their mastery of the sky a favor granted by Bahamut himself. Challenging even this strange cave's specter - blasphemy. He wasn't even a good Dragoon, a murderer in his heart, cursed by jealousy, he'd die here and it was for the best, never seeing Cecil and Rosa again, never having to look them in the eye with the knowledge of what he really was, would always be in the back of his mind...

Lunar Bahamut's foot pressed him to the ground, the huge claws digging deep into earth and flesh alike. His armour creaked under the strain and his body creaked with it. Kain's vision was filled with the great god's mouth, his mouth filled with sharp spear-teeth, ready to swallow Kain whole.

Kain was ready for that.

Lunar Bahamut leaned down closer, until his mouth pressed gently against Kain's face. The surprisingly soft lips parted, just enough to lick away the sweat and blood, like a mother cat cleaning her litter.

Your arm is strong, stronger than any dragoon I have known. Lunar Bahamut's voice was thunder above him, a deep rumble Kain could barely understand. It is your heart that is weak. But you have shown strength here. I bless you, dragoon of Baron.

The claws lifted then, the tongue giving one last cleansing lick. Kain tried to follow, but couldn't sit up, couldn't even move for the pain settling throughout his body. His arms felt heavy, weighed down with armour beyond his strength. Above him Lunar Bahamut shifted and dissolved into moondust, falling in a slow, covering rain. Take the lance. Come back when you have surpassed it.

And it was over, the bloodstained lance glowing with an unholy light until Kain slowly, inchingly, dragged himself over to take it.
taichara: (earthbound dragon)

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV (original or FFIVA): Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut

[personal profile] taichara 2016-02-18 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
That's a take on these events I haven't seen before -- thank you very much for the fill :3
sidonie: (Default)

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV (original or FFIVA): Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut

[personal profile] sidonie 2016-02-18 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Ooh, this is excellent – love the powerful, vivid descriptions of Bahamut.
lassarina: (Kain: Death from Above)

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV (original or FFIVA): Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
that sound you just heard was me screaming in absolute delight. this is fantastic. ahhhh, Kain, so broken.
seventhe: (Kain: Dragoons Do It From Above)

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV (original or FFIVA): Kain, (Lunar) Bahamut

[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
This is beautiful!
taichara: (Default)

FINAL FANTASY IV (any): Edward, Anna

[personal profile] taichara 2016-02-16 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
Memories of the past -- good, bad, or just final.
runicmagitek: (Default)

FFIV (OGC): Edge/Rydia

[personal profile] runicmagitek 2016-02-17 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Before the final fight
seventhe: (Edge/Rydia: no return)

Edge/Rydia, PG-13

[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Edge does not like this moon. He does not like its shadows - they're unfamiliar to one who normally speaks shadow, so foreign it's like being thrust back into the delegation to Damcyan when he was six years old and thought it would be wicked cool to slip away only to get lost in some awful backwoods suburb where the dialect consisted of grunting and knives and being rescued is horribly embarrassing and anyway, this is another reason Edge does not like this moon: his memories, most of the bad ones anyway, float up to the surface like sludge, pulled by the wax-and-wane tide of uncanny light.

The thing is, Edge thinks, apparently he's the only one suspicious of this wrong-glowing chunk of crystal castle. Over the last weeks he has become respectful of his battle comrades - even Kain, who to be honest Edge still suspects, but Edge admires the fierce desperate keen of his spear as he slashes and pushes himself towards redemption in battle - but the respect is dwindling as they approach that damned crystalline castle for what finally seems to be their last push. Cecil has this bedamned look of destiny and rapture on his face as if he's finally reached some pinnacle of being -- Edge could be down with that, sure, or he could be frightened by it, but mostly he's annoyed because when someone starts thinking destiny they stop thinking traps and suspicious things trying to kill me and that's when things come and kill you dead.

Edge has no desire to be dead. He has much desire to be alive, and to be King, and to turn what his parents wrought and lost into majesty and honor. And not to be, you know. Dead.

So. He hates the moon. Cecil thinks the moon is destiny. Rosa agrees with Cecil - or she thinks Cecil is her destiny; Edge can't unravel the look on her face. He's seen it before: it isn't a bad look; it's the look he sees on Eblana shieldmaidens when they dedicate their fierce deep loyalty to throne or soldier, a look that deserves respect. But it also means that Rosa is gone, along with Cecil. And Kain isn't much better: the ferocity Edge had noted and respected has faded into a vague suffering, such that the three of them are sitting at the crossroads of Noble Road and Self-Sacrifice Boulevard.

And then there is Rydia.

She has caught his eye from the beginning, as one free of the trappings of royal life; Cecil, Kain, and Rosa are all gently-reared and bear it in every line, but this tiny slip of a green-haired girl does not and it speaks to Edge. He has had his fill of nobility, the son of a wild princess who caught a merchant's-son and made a love-match to echo down Eblan's history. He has no patience left for protocol and propriety on a moon made of three parts living crystal, one part awful decor, and one part malice.

But Rydia, rather than being duly suspicious of this moon, sits enthralled and amused by it: her face is alight with a simple joy and she keeps burbling laughter, pressing her palms to various outcroppings of rock and crystal, touching things Edge cannot see, and talking to herself: sometimes in the tone of a humorous argument, sometimes a reverent prayer. It would be extremely creepy if it weren't so endearing; she means it honestly, with no layers of disguise or deference. Edge does not approve of her casual acceptance, but he cannot disapprove of the sweet wonder she takes in her surroundings.

He comes to sit beside her, now, because even if she isn't properly suspicious of her surroundings she is at least aware, compellingly aware, and he sees something wondrous in her eyes that he wants to try to sip, like a beggar at a banquet.

"There's a song," she says as he sits, apropos to nothing; "Can you hear it?"

His tongue goes through several flips which might spell out the song of our love, darling; or I hear the beat of your heart; or even isn't it creepy out today? But he's learnt - he's learning - that Rydia doesn't operate on the same level of his pick-up lines, and instead he says, "I can't. What's it like?"

"The other crystals," Rydia says. Her mouth perks up in a sideways hum, as if this is the most pleasant thing she has experienced all day, and Edge wants to trace it with his fingers. "They're ready for us - calling out, like a sign we can follow." Her mouth quirks in a frown. "You have magic; can't you hear it?"

"Ah," Edge says, because this is familiar ground. "I told you ninja magic is in a realm of its own, darling."

The frown deepens, but it isn't unhappy; instead it's pensive, as if Rydia is bending her concern about his magic like an inquisitive bird. She likes to butt her head against it like a mystery, and Edge finds it amusing. "It tastes like magic," she argues. "Just - hush. And listen."

Her fingers find his lips and rest; Edge dares to kiss them, a brush like the lunar wind, and she both laughs and shushes him. "Pay attention," she scolds, her fingers pressing harder.

Edge thinks, blinks, even takes a long serious second to taste the air and the wind and these shadows that seem lighter than their source - but he senses nothing but cold empty wind and Cecil's stability and rhythmic crystal.

"Oh, well," Rydia says, withdrawing her fingers; her voice is a dismissal, no matter how cheery, and Edge wonders how she knew before he did; wonders, then follows her fingers with his mouth, pressing his lips against them until they end up on her cheek, her cheekbone, her brow. Her lips.

Rydia pulls back, then sniffs the air and suddenly smiles, bright: like the sun, rays refracting off of the crystal around them, like lightning and fire and ice - their shared magics - a light that makes all the shadows fall into place, darker than the source and deep and glyphs his eyes can read.

"Yes, like that," Rydia says, and Edge has no idea what just happened but he leans forward to meet her mouth with his, gleaming and joyful force: and he knows he's lost in these shadows, but there's a path here limned in moon-lit crystal, and he can follow that.

Re: Edge/Rydia, PG-13

[personal profile] playerprophet - 2016-02-19 15:48 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Edge/Rydia, PG-13

[personal profile] lassarina - 2016-02-22 01:29 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Edge/Rydia, PG-13

[personal profile] runicmagitek - 2016-03-18 15:58 (UTC) - Expand
runicmagitek: (Default)

FFIV (OGC): Cecil/Rosa

[personal profile] runicmagitek 2016-02-17 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Growing up and falling in love
runicmagitek: (Default)

FFIV (OGC): Cecil/Kain/Rosa

[personal profile] runicmagitek 2016-02-17 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Sharing a bed is a lot harder than it should be
jack_of_none: ([Exalted] Chosen of Adorjan)

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV (OGC) - Cecil/Edward

[personal profile] jack_of_none 2016-02-18 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
I have had the mightiest need for so long. Comforting dark knight Cecil (maybe after Kain's betrayal?) or meeting paladin Cecil for the first time?
lassarina: (Kain: Death from Above)

FINAL FANTASY IV - Kain/Barbariccia

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
the wind brings tears to his eyes
lassarina: (Rydia)


[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
lassarina: (KainxRosa: Hello Darkness)

FINAL FANTASY IV - Kain/Rydia(/Edge?)

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
seventhe: (Default)


[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
tangled / trapped / snares
seventhe: (Kain: Dragoons Do It From Above)

FFIV TAY: Kain/Porom

[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
what is it about white magic that draws him?
seventhe: (chocobo: hey bb)

FFIV:TAY - Ursula/Ceodore

[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
lassarina: (Rydia)


[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
so you want to play with magic?
lassarina: (KainxRosa: Hello Darkness)


[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Modern AU - "tonight I'll let a stranger pull me on the floor/spin me around and let him buy a couple more"
jack_of_none: ([Homestuck] Signless)

Re: FINAL FANTASY IV - Cagnazzo/Kain or Rosa

[personal profile] jack_of_none 2016-02-19 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
No matter what form he wore, his teeth never changed.
Edited 2016-02-19 04:44 (UTC)
playerprophet: Kefka (Kefka)

FFIV (any) Cecil & Rydia

[personal profile] playerprophet 2016-02-20 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
I haven't played the After Years (apparently I should??) but I'd love to see a platonic supportive paternal smooch from Cecil. Or Kain. or Yang.
Edited 2016-02-26 05:43 (UTC)