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FINAL FANTASY KISS BATTLE 2017!!!


It’s February and yes, that means: time for the kiss battle. Friend kisses, loving kisses, angry kisses, familial kisses, porny kisses, mouth to mouth or mouth to cheek or mouth to [insert body part here] -- all are welcome!

Guidelines for the game:
  • All kisses welcome! Gen, shippy, family, friendship!

  • Be kind to other people’s character/relationship choices. :) Everyone is welcome!

  • Seriously, everyone is welcome - Livejournal, Dreamwidth, OpenID, whatever!

  • Each fandom has a comment for ease of sorting! Please post in the format of Title (Characters/Pairing, Rating)

  • Prompt early, prompt often and leave as many as you want!

  • Prompts can be filled multiple times.

  • No prompts required if you desire a kiss blitzkrieg; just post it as a reply to the fandom!

  • Tell your friends!



Comments, Questions, or additional fandoms you'd like to see

FINAL FANTASY I
FINAL FANTASY II
FINAL FANTASY III
FINAL FANTASY IV AND RELATED
FINAL FANTASY V
FINAL FANTASY VI
FINAL FANTASY VII AND RELATED
FINAL FANTASY VIII
FINAL FANTASY IX
FINAL FANTASY X AND X-2
FINAL FANTASY XI
FINAL FANTASY XII AND RELATED
FINAL FANTASY XIII AND RELATED
FINAL FANTASY XIV
FINAL FANTASY XV
FINAL FANTASY TACTICS AND RELATED
FINAL FANTASY RECORD KEEPER
FINAL FANTASY TYPE-0
BRAVELY DEFAULT & SECOND
FINAL FANTASY SPIRITS WITHIN
FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS
FINAL FANTASY GENERAL & CROSSOVERS

Re: FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS

Date: 2017-02-16 05:24 am (UTC)
lassarina: I'm not coming out until the stupid people have gone away.  ....I can wait all day. (Default)
From: [personal profile] lassarina
Lasswell/Chizuru: coming down after a fight

Re: FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS

Date: 2017-02-16 05:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] shipwreck_light
WHO ORDERED WANGSTING SAMURAI GHOSTS WAS IT YOU


The boy who summoned me looks like my husband.

He’s decades younger than I remember. It’s almost more-- I remember how my husband fought when it was only the two of us out in the hills. We couldn’t speak of our work for our lord, so, we fought. That was enough.

When it was just the two of us, he swung like he wanted to show his love to the whole world. But, the birds and I were the only world.

I would answer and the threes wore our scars; the birds fled at the sound of our laughter.

* * *

I am younger too, though I remember that the hair I rubbed away from my neck so the second of my suicide wouldn’t cut it was white as snow. There’s something strangely incomplete about the body I have now. My skin has now flaws-- not a scar or a birthmark - and my vision comes weirdly too clear.

The boy’s companion asks me, “Umm, do you want to order anything?”

The innkeeper gives me an uncomfortable little smile.

The thought of food strikes me sideways. I fought all day in the forest, but I don’t wish for any and my shoulders aren’t even sore.

I look to the boy. He seems surprised by the attention. “If my master would not mind, I will have tea.”

The innkeeper leaves without waiting for an answer from the boy.

“I beg your pardon, master. I do like tea.”

“You can have all the tea your want. It’s no trouble.” He swallows, glancing aside for half of a moment. “And ‘master’ is a bit much considering we’re only knights. Lasswell is fine. And Rain...”

Sarai, the other one summoned as I was, has placed herself on Rain’s lap. She insists she’d call him master if that’s what likes.

Lasswell and shift to the far side of the table. The tea, when it arrives, is dark and fruity. It tastes more like liquor than anything else.

I think I like it.

* * *

Lasswell and Rain sleep, sprawled at opposite angles across the same bed. Sarai and I, once midnight passes, sit beneath the oak tree outside of the inn.

Through the leaves, the stars are merely points to me now and they don’t seem to shine. But, there are so many of them.

Sarai talks about the courtiers she’s served. There seems to be no end to her words. When she stops, it’s only to go chasing a firefly off into someone else’s garden.

I suppose hers is the nature of the place and time she was drawn from, but still, when she comes to sit beside me once again, I tell her: “You might try to show a little more restraint. We do not know this land. You might offend Rain without meaning too.”

I expect a moment of anger from her, but instead she goes to a mellow-eyed sweetness. “We were brought here for a reason. My reason is dancing. I know that. I also know sometimes people dance with words too, so...”

“I know that as well.”

She laughs. The firefly disappears into the galaxies overhead. I think of my husband, of my children, of how no one knows their names. I think of my sword, the scars on the trees where we sit, and what lovers left them behind.

* * *

We leave late into the morning, after the mist from the forest has cleared. Rain and Lasswell lead us towards the shore. I can smell the salt on the air long before there’s sight or mention of the sea. “Oh, come on,” says Rain. “If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work, but we should be able to cut around the caverns.”

I feel I should weigh in on the matter, but the truth is, I don’t know where we are besides the way the scents and the sounds carry on through this too-perfect body I wear.

We’re nearing a break in the trees when I first catch that there’s something closing in on us. Rain and Lasswell are telling Sarai a story about when they were younger. Not wishing to interrupt, I tap Lasswell on the hip with the pommel of my blade. When he looks towards me, I lift my face towards the east. After that, he leaves his hand on the hilt of his own sword. He catches Rain’s attention the same way after. Sarai starts sidestepping between interjections.

Whatever else I think of her, she falls back at the first perfect second. Her steps and her magic play down to wear my bones should be, if I still have bones.

The wolves rise all at once from amidst the bracken.

They are the most wretched-looking creatures I’ve ever seen-- frail with sunken eyes, sore patches showing through their ruin of their fur. But, there are a dozen of them, maybe more and beneath the scent of them wasting away, there’s something stiff and mildered, like the inside of a tomb.

I doubt they want this battle anymore than we do, but their choice is gone.

As is mine-- I wished for my death and so I died. Yet, here I stand and the boy who called me back from the edge of nothingness slips my way, his back to mine, his blade drawn.

Rain races out into the pack. He’s laughing. Fire follows his steps.

Lasswell and I plunge after. The forest rings with blows and smoke.

I think he and Rain must have done this before, had one lead their opponents in with what strikes with foolishness. Lasswell cuts, hair breadths off of his friend. He’s that close, I can feel his refusal to hesitate; I can feel that part of him loves this.

I swallow my memories. My strikes are just that. Whatever power brought me here, I can taste the wolves approaching, feel their teeth before they land. They come after us still with what should be mortal wounds. We breath from the tree cover, three of them still snapping after our hands, and at that moment, Rain and Lasswell and I-- I, for as little as they have known me, still --move in for one last kill.

Behind us, Saira’s voice swells over the breaking sound of her footfalls.

I realize she’s singing a love song and maybe she does it like some people beat war drums and maybe it isn’t meant for us or anything I know. But, as Lasswell and I sink to the edge of the sand, I catch him by the blood on his cheek. I kiss him. I remember.

I expect I’ll be pushed away for this. It’s unseemly and selfish and...

In the next heartbeat though, he’s slipped his arms around me. “Ah, that’s wonderful,” he murmurs.

There’s another kiss.

I think of so many things they all run together into a bright nothingness that leaves me with: what a strange, strange place this is.


Re: FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS

Date: 2017-02-24 03:37 am (UTC)
lassarina: I'm not coming out until the stupid people have gone away.  ....I can wait all day. (Default)
From: [personal profile] lassarina
eeeeeeeeeeee omg I love this, I love the details of how a vision's body is too strong and strange, and the customs she isn't used to, and the way she communicates with Lasswell knowing he will know. eeeeeeeeeee thank you so much!!!

Re: FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS

Date: 2017-02-24 03:42 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] shipwreck_light
I'm so happy you enjoyed it! Like- I wrote this between two really grimdark subs and it was really, really fun! So, know it spread happiness is just all of the hearts.

Thank you for the great prompt :D.

Re: FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS

Date: 2017-02-16 02:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] shipwreck_light
Lasswell/Rain - I don't think you understand

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