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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'!

owlmoose: (ffx2 - paine)

FFX-2: Paine/Nooj

[personal profile] owlmoose 2016-02-15 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Day in the sun
ser_pounce_alot: (Kingdom Hearts // Gangsta)

FFX-2: Gippal/Baralai

[personal profile] ser_pounce_alot 2016-02-17 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Near the end of the Crimson Squad time, before everything goes sideways, they get a moment
wimblydonner: (yrp)

FF X-2: Rikku/Yuna

[personal profile] wimblydonner 2016-02-17 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
After making up at Iutycyr Tower in Last Mission
runicmagitek: (Default)

FFX: Auron/Lulu

[personal profile] runicmagitek 2016-02-17 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Better than a dream
runicmagitek: (Default)

FFX-2: Paine/Rikku

[personal profile] runicmagitek 2016-02-17 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Fun at the beach
renay: Pink pony with brown hair and wings on a yellow background bucking hind legs in the air. (Default)

FFX-2: Yuna/Tidus

[personal profile] renay 2016-02-18 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Yuna, Tidus, and a blitzball tournament.
renay: Pink pony with brown hair and wings on a yellow background bucking hind legs in the air. (Default)

FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] renay 2016-02-18 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
SCENE: A beach. Jecht definitely did not steal Braska's robes. This time.

Re: FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] justira 2016-02-19 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Auron sputtered as Jecht dunked him under the water again. He came up for air, gasping, to hear Braska rebuke Jecht.

"Jecht, he can't swim." Braska's tone was just this side of sharp, showing that Jecht was testing his patience; good, as he had surely tested Auron's. Auron clawed his hair out of his face where it had escaped his tail. Jecht was already too far away to shove.

Braska floated over to him, touched his shoulder. "Are you all right?"

Auron grappled with the water, trying to turn to face him.

Braska's hand latched on to his arm, tugged. "Here," he said, and swam with him until Auron felt the sandy bottom under his toes again. The relief was— it was—

"Thank you," he gasped, and Braska smiled. Auron would let Jecht almost drown him any number of times for that smile.

"Aw, come on. It's just a dunking." Jecht was grinning from over in the deeper water, flipped to float on his back with his arms behind his head.

Braska shot him a quelling look, then looked back at Auron with a sparkle in his eyes. His back to Jecht, he held up a finger to his lips, and did something complicated with his hands.

Behind him, the water around Jecht suddenly shot up into the air, a great big glob of it, with Jecht in the middle, air bubbles spraying out of his mouth. And then the bubble collapsed, and Jecht fell squawking back into the ocean. Braska laughed, a thrilling sound, so rare and precious, and even with the burn of water still sharp in his throat Auron found himself smiling in response, helpless against it.

Jecht surfaced with an indignant, "That's not fair!" but then he was laughing, too, and splashing Braska, who splashed him back until Jecht closed in and caught him up in his arms, lifting him out of the water in a mighty heave and then letting him slide down until their faces and mouths met. Auron's face heated. Even now, it didn't seem proper, and yet—

"Hey." Jecht's hand was on his arm, pulling. "Don't do that."

And then Jecht's mouth was on his, a teasing nip before he pulled away. Braska cupped Auron's face, fingers firm and gentle against his jawline, and Braska smiled into their kiss. Auron was dazed, drugged, all of this so new to him, still; but he dared to put a hand on the nape of Braska's neck, pull him in to deepen the kiss and feel Braska's inhale come sharp against his cheek.

"Whoa there," Jecht chuckled. "There's kids somewhere around here."

Braska huffed against Auron's face. "Indeed. And it seems our swimming lessons are not going well, so perhaps we should..?"

"Hey, I thought swimming lessons were going pretty good," Jecht protested. "Auron barely drowned at all!"

"Small thanks to you," Auron shot at him.

"Best way to learn, buddy." Jecht elbowed him under the water.

"Nonetheless, I'm due at the temple shortly," Braska interceded. The heat of the day suddenly vanished, leaving Auron cold and sober. It had been so good, for just a few moments, to forget about the Pilgrimage...

"Oh those stuffed shirts can wait a minute while you dry off," Jecht insisted, undeterred. But he was already making his way to the beach.

Auron tried to use his arms to push himself along through the water like Jecht was doing. Braska noticed, and smiled at him before emerging himself, dripping in his underthings, and Auron's breath caught again in spite of himself. It felt so incongruous, the seriousness of the Pilgrimage weighing on him, the bittersweetness of it all, time-caught and fleeting, and yet he felt... He reached out, flailing out of the water himself, and Braska turned at his touch, the surf tugging around both their legs. "Braska," he said, unsure of where he was going.

But Braska must have caught his mood from his face, because he touched a hand to Auron's lips, stilling him. His fingers slid over Auron's mouth, wet, then trailed along his cheek, behind his ear, to cup his head and draw him in. Live in the now, the kiss said, something Braska himself had only said aloud once but that lived with Auron forever, and he opened his mouth to it, let himself taste the sea-salted sweetness of it.

"Well, if we're doing that," Jecht murmured into his ear, and then he felt Jecht solid and sturdy behind him, his hands running over Auron's chest, fingers stuttering as his knuckles dragged against Braska's skin. Auron was caught between them, weightless for a moment, warm and flushed and endless. Then Jecht tugged Braska towards him, and Auron tipped his head back against Jecht's shoulder, basking as Jecht and Braska kissed beside him.

"Seriously though," Jecht huffed against Braska's lips, the breath breaking across Auron's hot skin, "there are kids somewhere around here." Jecht landed a peck on Auron's cheek before Braska pulled away to turn towards the white sand.

"Ah," Braska said. "Hmm."

"What?" Jecht said over Auron's shoulder, where one of his arms was still clasped around Auron's waist.

Auron craned to see around Braska. On the beach, their weapons were arranged as neatly as they'd left them, but beside them—

"Jecht." Braska's voice was dangerously even.

Jecht backed away from Auron, hands in the air. "What! I was right here the whole time! It wasn't me this time!"

Braska's gaze swept from their missing clothes back to Jecht.

Auron turned to glare at Jecht, except— well, Jecht really had been too busy trying to drown him to steal Braska's robes again.

A faint noise floated from the bushes by the beach. Braska stilled, as did Jecht, suddenly alert, and Auron was reaching for a sword that wasn't there before he realized that the sound had been a giggle.

Braska turned back to them and winked. "I guess it looks like we have time for another swimming lesson," he said, entirely too loudly.

"We've got plenty of time," Jecht echoed, and gave Auron a significant look.

Auron swallowed. "I suppose I really should work on it." His voice sounded strange to his ears, pitched towards the bushes as it was.

"Come on." Jecht grinned, and pulled Auron back into the water, Braska close behind.


"This was a bad idea," Lulu said, disapproval heavy in her voice.

Wakka giggled again.

"Put them back," she went on.

Wakka, hands full of armour and summoner's robes, cackled.
lassarina: (Auron - Change the World)

Re: FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
DYING. I love the bittersweet and heart-hurt and tension of the early bit, and then the moment of comedy at the end. ♥

Re: FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] justira 2016-02-19 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you!
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Re: FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] owlmoose 2016-02-19 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
This is fun, and then lovely and sad, and then fun again. I love the kicker so much.

Re: FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] justira - 2016-02-19 18:22 (UTC) - Expand

Re: FFX: Braska/Auron/Jecht

[personal profile] justira 2016-02-19 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
spindizzy: Cougar from The Losers smiling and holding a gun. (It's always the quiet ones)

FFX-2: Buddy +/ Brother

[personal profile] spindizzy 2016-02-19 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
No respect for authority.
lassarina: (Yuna)

FINAL FANTASY X-2 - Yuna/Baralai

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
a way forward
lassarina: (AuronxLulu Bittersweet Liaison)


[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
spindizzy: (Default)

FFX-2: LeBlanc/Nooj

[personal profile] spindizzy 2016-02-19 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Just what you always wanted.
owlmoose: (ffx2 - nooj)

Fair Trade, FFX-2, LeBlanc/Nooj (light PG, no warnings)

[personal profile] owlmoose 2016-02-19 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Nooj looked up from his work and folded his hands across his desk, the living casually draped over the metal. "Hello, Leblanc," he said. "It's been awhile."

"Has it?" Leblanc tossed her head. "I hadn't noticed." Five months, two weeks, and four days, but who was counting, really? They'd fought Vegnagun, they'd won, Spira survived, everyone got on with their lives. It was fine. "I've been busy, you know."

"So I hear," Nooj replied. "New Syndicate outposts in Luca and on Bikanel, a tidy and efficient operation. Is it true that you've transitioned from sphere hunting to salvaging machina?"

Leblanc shrugged. "Spheres are yesterday's news. And the Machine Faction is paying top coin for machina parts. It only made sense to change with the times."

"Something most people on Spira aren't too good at. I'm glad you're doing well." He cocked his head to the side. "So, what brings you here?"

"My operation may not be focused on spheres anymore, but there's still plenty out there. We found a few recently and I thought you might be interested." Leblanc motioned her goon forward, and he set the small bag on Nooj's desk. "It's more of those red spheres, the ones from Bikanel Island."

"Ah." With a glance at the goon, Nooj took the bag and pulled out a sphere, lifting it up to look in its glittery depths, eyes pensive. "So they are." He turned the sphere over, let it catch the sunlight. "So, what do I owe you?"

"Oh, nothing." Leblanc waved off the offer. "There's not much market for sphere anymore. Not worth the bother to find a buyer. And I know you always wanted these, so..."

She trailed off into silence, and he looked away from the sphere, back up at Leblanc. "Thank you," he said, softly.

"It's nothing, really." She shuffled between her feet. "No need to thank me."

Nooj picked up his cane from its notch on his chair, then rose to his feet. "Regardless, I appreciate the gift. And everything else you have done to assist the Youth League over the past year." As he walked across the room to her, the goon stepped backward, melting into the background and out the door. "I confess, I haven't always understood why you allied yourself to my faction, but we couldn't have beaten Shuyin without your support."

Her breath caught in her chest as he smiled, that rare beautiful smile that she had moved mountains to see. And before she could react further, he leaned down and kissed her, one careful brush of his lips over hers. Without thinking, she grabbed his free hand and pulled him closer to kiss him back.

And then she let go, backed away, fought down her blush. "Well! I, ah. I should be going. So much work to do. And, you're welcome."

Nooj nodded, his usual serious face falling back into place. "If you find anything more..."

"I know where to bring them." She returned the nod and strode out of his office, head high despite the wobble in her knees. Once in the hall, she paused, then turned around, leaning around the edge the door frame. With a grin, she raised an eyebrow. "Until next time, Noojie-Woojie." And before she could see his expression transform into the glower she knew so well, she popped out of his sight. Her Nooj wasn't going to forget her any time soon. And next time, it would be on her terms.
lassarina: (Paine)

Re: Fair Trade, FFX-2, LeBlanc/Nooj (light PG, no warnings)

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-22 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Eeeeeee! I like the implications for Spira post-X-2 in this, and Leblanc's reaction to the kiss is adorable. ♥
lassarina: (Paine)

FINAL FANTASY X-2 - Paine/Nooj

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-19 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
seventhe: (Default)

FFX: Yuna & Braska

[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
like a statue
lenity: (pic#9934211)

cold, yuna with a snapshot of braska, no warnings

[personal profile] lenity 2016-02-23 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
It takes her a while to go near it, once the Besaid temple receives its statue of Braska. It's the last to be delivered, they're told; Besaid is by and far the most remote functioning temple.

(There's Zanarkand, she knows, and doesn't add, because everyone else knows it too. Statues aren't delivered to Zanarkand.)

When she does finally pay her respects, it's with a head full of apologies and no words to speak them.

The temple summoners and acolytes quietly give her space.

They're still a father and daughter, after all.

But — he -

It's not her father, not really. The man commemorated in statue is a powerful presence, with a towering gait and a stare that stretches out for miles. His robes are crisp and perfect, not a wrinkle out of place. The tension to his jaw is second only to the firm, veined grip of his hands—this is a man that brooks no resistance, that leaves no foe unconquered.

Gone are the kind wrinkles in his eyes.

Gone is the dimple in his left cheek, the one that came out every time he even thought about smiling.

Gone are the few stray locks of hair he could never quite bury in his priest's netting, the ones that would always tickle her cheek whenever he held her close.

This is their High Summoner, but it only bears a passing resemblance to her father.

No one remarks when she stoops and kisses his hand, finding only cold under her lips.
sidonie: (Default)

Re: cold, yuna with a snapshot of braska, no warnings

[personal profile] sidonie 2016-02-23 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, ouch. Perfect.
lassarina: (Yuna)

Re: cold, yuna with a snapshot of braska, no warnings

[personal profile] lassarina 2016-02-23 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Ow. My heart ;_; in such a perfect way, too. of course Yevon memorializes the warrior, and I love the difference between that and the imperfect man Yuna remembers as her father.
seventhe: (Default)

X-2 - Tidus/Yuna/Baralai

[personal profile] seventhe 2016-02-19 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
It's a new world