ff_exchange | Final Fantasy Kiss Battle 2016!!

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

RULES

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!

FINAL FANTASY KISS BATTLE 2016

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'!

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
FINAL FANTASY XIV
DISSIDIA: FINAL FANTASY COMPILATION
FINAL FANTASY: CRYSTAL CHRONICLES COMPILATION
THEATRHYTHM FINAL FANTASY
FINAL FANTASY RECORD KEEPER
ASSORTED FINAL FANTASY
CROSSOVERS (WITHIN FF)
CROSSOVERS (FF/OTHER)
OTHER / ASSORTED

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FFVIII PROMPTS GO HERE!

Squall and Rinoa are trying to smooch but get interrupted by doggy kisses from Angelo! Just something sweet with these three.

Familial kiss! Squall and Ellone spending some sibling time together (maybe even in Esthar with Laguna)?

(this is not exactly what you asked for! BUT IT'S P. CLOSE.)

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"You look perfect," Ellone said, turning Squall away from the mirror. "Stop fidgeting." She pulled the mess of his tie loose and began fixing it.

Squall frowned at her. "I could do it."

"Or you could make it worse. How did you manage to mess it up this bad?"

"Laguna tried to fix it," Squall said. "He started crying halfway through and left." There's no judgment in his voice anymore; the years smoothing away the edges of resentment and confusion. It filled her with joy to hear the lack of it, especially today.

"Never let him near a tie." Ellone finished her work and adjusted the collar of Squall's dark dress shirt. A lot of people had been determined to make him wear his dress blues, but Ellone and Quistis had managed to block them off so he didn't just give in to make people stop talking at him. It had been the right decision; in the uniform he got to hide. Now, he looked like what a was -- a young man on the verge of a wedding years in the making.

"I feel ridiculous," Squall said.

"You're handsome as ever," she replied. "Not prettier than Rinoa, though. Sorry."

He smiled; it changed his whole face. "I'm a little nervous." The admission startled her; Squall still hoarded his feelings to all but Rinoa.

"Well, in an hour you'll be married and Laguna will be making noises about babies," she said.

Squall rolled his eyes. "Last time he asked Rinoa about it she made him float and he was stuck on the ceiling of his office for an hour."

"Okay," she said. "So maybe he'll be subtle about it."

Squall snorted.

There was a knock at the door; Laguna pushed it open. His eyes were red; Ellone smiled. "It's time, kids. Everyone ready?"

"I fixed his tie," Ellone said. "How are you still so bad at them?"

"I have Kiros for that!" Laguna said, and vanished through the door again. "Chop chop! Wedding bells! And cake! There's like four cakes."

Ellen turned back to Squall and looked up at him. "Four cakes."

Squall sighed deeply, and looked so put out that Ellone leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He blinked as she pulled away. "Elle?"

"Congratulations," she said, and held out an arm. "Let's go get you married."

AWW THIS IS SO CUTE! SO MUCH FAMILY FEELS

I AM SO PLEASED!

♥

I might have teared up a little because I'm a weenie and I'm sentimental about these darlings okay.

Thank u

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

renay - 2016-02-18 06:10 (UTC) - Expand

THIS IS REALLY CUTE! *wibbles*

Nightmares and visions

Oversleeping and sunny days

Submerged and suffocating

The first time, yet also the last

Teacher's pet? More like teacher's pest

Music lessons

Seifer, Zell, and a mission gone terribly wrong

"We're losing ranks for this, I know it," Zell shouted over the alarms. "They're probably going to drop us back to cadets for this one, I'm pretty sure they don't let you graduate if you don't know not to set a base on fire while you're still inside!"

Seifer was just behind him – yeah, Zell was still faster, baby, even if Seifer thought that having legs that were like eight feet long was an advantage – and made a noise that might have been a laugh. "Of course that's what you're worried about! Still a teacher's pet even after you saved the world!"

Zell took a sharp left and barrelled straight into the control room. He took out the first two guards just by charging through them, used the third one as brakes, and smashed the last one face first into a table until she stopped moving. "Keep laughing, Seifer, I'm blaming you for this in the report."

That was definitely a laugh as Seifer stepped over the unconscious guards to get at the bank of computers. They were still running at least, even though the lights had switched to the red glow of emergency power. "Which part? The part where you blew our cover by taking out that squad of guards —"

"They were going to execute you, you were supposed to fake getting caught, not nearly get put down —"

"— or the part where I brilliantly distracted everyone so we could finish the damn mission —"

"You set the garage on fire! That was our exit!"

Seifer waved a hand like that wasn't important, what the hell Seifer, and got back to tapping at the keyboard. The camera feeds popped up one by one; an evacuation in progress out of the main exit, people fighting the fire in the garage, a dozen three man crews starting to sweep the corridors. Seifer grunted and started looking for the map of the base.

Zell was coming over to lean over Seifer's shoulder and look when he noticed something wrong with Seifer's coat. There was a stain spreading along one sleeve and down the side of his coat, one that looked black and wet under the emergency lights.

"Seifer, what the hell?"

Seifer didn't even look, which meant that he'd known about it and hadn’t said anything, because he's an idiot.

"They stripped out my junctions," Seifer said, like it didn't matter, and the map finally popped up on the screen. "If we split up, you can take this corridor and with the files –" Seifer traced a line across the screen between the control room and the cafeteria. There was a faint red smudge left behind from his gloves, but it was hard to say if the blood was from Seifer or someone else. Zell glanced at the cameras automatically; distracted from his casting Cure, a couple of teams looked like they were heading that way, and a couple more to the control room. "– while I deal with the patrols."

"Are you —"

Seifer spun the chair around, leaning his elbow on the back of it like they were back in class. "What, you think I can't take out a few Garden rejects? Besides, this way I'll get all the glory for saving your ass twice."

Zell closed his eyes. Took a deep breath. Grabbed Seifer's coat with both hands and hauled him up out of the chair, straight into Zell's face.

He didn't punch Seifer in the face this time, but he was gonna do it when it wouldn't jeopardise the mission. Or kill him. Instead he reached for a Cure, the pins-and-needle tingle of it around his fists as he let it soak into Seifer's chest. Seifer almost went limp as it started to work. "You are an idiot," Zell said really clearly, in case Seifer had missed it. "And you're leaving this base with me if I have to punch through the walls to make us an exit."

And Seifer started laughing. He hung in Zell's grip, one hand on Zell's shoulder for balance, the other planted over his scar, laughing. Zell pulled Seifer in a little lower — and then Seifer kissed him.

It wasn't great – Seifer'd pretty much smashed their faces together, and everything tasted like blood and desperation – but Seifer's sticky hand shifted from his shoulder to the back of his neck, tight in the short hair there, and Zell could feel Seifer smiling against his lips, and that might have made it pretty good. Good enough that he leaned into it, pulling Seifer in closer, his grip shifting to Seifer's collar.

"You'd punch through a wall?" Seifer asked, right against Zell's mouth. "That's your plan?"

"Fuck you, I could do it!" Zell snapped. "And it might stop you getting shot again —"

"I'm touched," Seifer said, sarcasm less effective when he still hadn't moved more than an inch away from Zell's face. "Come on, let's go find out."

Family obligations.

Strangers in a strange land.

remembering

A different kind of Knight

punishment / detention

feels like dancing!

"No." As if the spoken refusal couldn't possibly be enough to get her feelings across, Selphie wrinkles her nose and thrusts the heels of her hands downward.

It makes her look like a particularly excitable moomba, Irvine thinks - but, for a mercy, doesn't say aloud.

What he does say is, "Quistis asked specifically for you."

Her flat stare tells him all he needs to know about how well she believes him.

"Quisty - " (here, she enunciates very carefully,) " - asked me - to be the one - to tap dance."

The tap shoes tumble to the floor.

"I don't know how to tap dance, Irvine Kinneas."

"Last time—" he begins, trying not to recoil at the use of his full name.

Selphie interjects heartily, "Last time, it was Zell!"

"Yeah, well, he wrecked the shoes. Selphie, darling—"

She glares at him, and he recants his statement, silence stretching between them as he considers. She looks like a lioness right now - not like the snow beasts that make large parts of Trabia uninhabitable, and not like Squall's Griever. No, she looks like the sleek, basking beasts from Matron's old story books, that tell tales of a lush jungle that used to be where the Centran craters now reside. She looks proud, even puffed up in irritation as she is, radiating healthy anger like a sunburst glow, and like she might want to rip him apart with her bare hands...

But - he decided this long ago - that's half the fun of Selphie, when she shines like the sun.

He wraps his arms around her, lets his lips touch her forehead. She slackens in the embrace; her stiff, pouting gait loosening somewhat under his hands.

He tries one more time. "Please?"

"No."

"Okay."

rivalry

Maybe one had a little crush on the other when they were kids. Possibly.

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Final Fantasy Kiss Battle 2016!!

FINAL FANTASY VIII

FFVIII: Squall/Rinoa + Angelo

FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

Re: FFVIII: Squall + Ellone

FFVIII: Squall/Rinoa

FFVIII: Rinoa & Angelo

FFVIII: Seifer/Ultimecia

FFVIII: Seifer/Rinoa

FFVIII: Seifer/Quistis

FFVIII: Rinoa & Julia

FFVIII: Seifer/Zell

Re: FFVIII: Seifer/Zell (T, mild blood)

FFVIII: Squall/Rinoa/Laguna

FFVIII: Laguna +/ Kiros

FINAL FANTASY VIII - Seifer/Irvine

FINAL FANTASY VIII - Quistis/Rinoa

Seifer/Quistis/Squall

Selphie/Irvine

tap tap tap, selphie/irvine, no warnings.

Seifer/Laguna

FINAL FANTASY VIII - Irvine/Zell