FINAL FANTASY KISS BATTLE 2022!!!

[seventhe]

well HELLO FRIENDS????? after MUCH delay which is MY OWN FAULT, i am here to present to you the tiny fandom event of the year: Final Fantasy Kiss Battle 2022!!

This event is open to everyone, even if we aren't DW circlefriends! (feel free to friend me too; i promise i'm not crazy that's a lie but at least i'm sometimes funny). If you aren't on DW, you can still play via anon or OpenID!

The Kiss Battle is simple. Players leave prompts in comments under each specific fandom, using generalized fandom nomenclature: a relationship of some sort, and a concept to inspire other players.

• For romantic relationship kisses, we use X / Y
• For platonic relationship kisses, we use X & Y
• Absolutely open to relationships with more than 2 people involved! X / Y / Z (/ A / B ...) welcome to this party!
• Prompts can be a word, a sentence, an image, a song lyric; it's a suggestion, rather than a request
• it's a kiss battle! there will be smooches!

Players then go looking for smoochin' prompts they'd like to fill. Fills can be fic, art, interpretive dance, whatever you're inspired to; they can be filled in a responding comment, or as a link (to AO3, tumblr, etc). FILLS GOTTA HAVE A KISS IN 'EM. IT'S A KISS BATTLE. What counts as a "kiss" is up to you, though -- you can be creative!

• Fills should use the comment header to let people know what the fill is; please use a format like "X / Y, (title), (rating), (any content warnings that might apply)"
  
  • "Aerith/Tifa, memorial, G"
  • "Cloud/Squall, just in time, R (blood)"
• Prompts can be filled multiple times! Don't worry if someone got there first; we love Two Cakes up in this event! The more kisses we get, the better!
• You can fill as anon if you want/need for any reason
• You can of course crosspost anywhere you'd like

It's a very simple game, and is meant to be played in good faith without anybody being a shitbag about pairings or characters. We're all too old for this.

FANDOM LINKS Fandoms with compilations and expansions should fall into their titled macrofandom. For example:

• FFXIII also includes FFXIII-2 and Lightning Returns (FFXIII-3)
• FFX also includes X-2
• FFIV includes the After Years

If you need to specify a certain microfandom / singular canon, please do so in the prompt or in the comment header!

FINAL FANTASY I
FINAL FANTASY II
FINAL FANTASY III
FINAL FANTASY IV
FINAL FANTASY V
FINAL FANTASY VI
FINAL FANTASY VII
FINAL FANTASY VIII
FINAL FANTASY IX
FINAL FANTASY X
FINAL FANTASY XI
FINAL FANTASY XII
FINAL FANTASY XIII
FINAL FANTASY XIV
FINAL FANTASY XV
FINAL FANTASY TACTICS
FINAL FANTASY TYPE-0
FINAL FANTASY RECORD KEEPER
FINAL FANTASY BRAVE EXVIUS
BRAVELY DEFAULT
OTHER FINAL FANTASY CANONS
FF CROSSOVER PROMPTS
FF / OTHER CANON CROSSOVERS

MAKE FRIENDS! If you're interested in meeting more FF fandom people, this comment thread can be used as a friending meme! Tell us a little about yourself, which FFs you've played, favorite characters/ships, and look around for new friends! FF FRIENDING THREAD

You can also join the Final Fantasy Old Folks Home Discord and come gripe about those kids on our lawn and the old days where you had to level grind by hand lmao. Open to all FF fans! -- EDIT Discord link has been updated!

AO3 COLLECTION
If you're posting your work on AO3, add it to our collection here!!!

BLITZ KISSINS
If you already know what smooches you want to write, you don't need to wait for a prompt -- just comment into the relevant fandom thread with your kiss!

REMEMBER
It's only fun if everybody plays, so if you leave a prompt, try to fill someone else's!

COMMENTS OR QUESTIONS??
Hit up this thread and myself or lassarina will help you out!

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FINAL FANTASY VIII

[seventhe]

SOMETHING SOMETHING ROMANTIC DREAM

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[lassarina]

Edea/Cid, comfort

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[shanaqui]

When Edea wakes, it's barely dawn outside. The bed beside her is empty. For a moment she feels it all: the horror, the shame, the knowledge of something coming to tear the world apart, coming through her to tear her children asunder. And then she hears something clink -- a spoon against a mug -- and she remembers.

The worst already happened. And here she is. Whole.

She gets up, finds her slippers beside the bed, and goes to sit at her mirror and brush out her hair in long, careful strokes. She can hear the noises in the kitchen, the sound of plates quietly clattering and a hiss as Cid burns his fingers on the toast. She keeps brushing, letting the repetitive motion bring her back to herself, to safety, to home.

"I meant to bring you breakfast in bed," he says, from the doorway, and she looks up. Doesn't stop brushing her hair, tugging the brush gently through a tangle. He comes over to her, kisses the top of her head and puts his hand on her shoulder. "But perhaps we could go out and eat in the garden."

He does not need to ask, Did you dream?

He knows that she did. And here he is to combat it, her knight, her bulwark against the world and against memory. He couldn't prevent it all, in the end, but he's here again now it's over, driving away the dark. Reminding her that there's a life left to live.

Edea puts her hand over his. "I'd like that."

now on AO3

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[lassarina]

Seifer/Rinoa, warm summer dreams

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[lassarina]

Seifer/Quistis, lost

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[seventhe]

Quistis/Rinoa, in the garden

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[seventhe]

Laguna/Quistis, (im)maturity

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[shanaqui]

Seifer/Squall, familiar.

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[althea_valara]

Fujin/Raijin, inseparable

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[necrophilia]

Seifer/Ultimecia-as-Edea - Spark igniting into a flame

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[rionaleonhart]

I am delighted that we both prompted exactly the same alarming pairing at exactly the same time.

Ultimecia!Edea & Seifer, Tear You Down, PG13

[shanaqui]

She's not Matron, really. Have you worked that out yet, Squall? Or don't you remember anything about her? Have they even told you what's going on?

Matron. Mother. I'd have called her that, given the chance. Maybe I should have called her that. And just as I think that, here comes the voice, the grating intrusion in my skull that says nasty things and makes me want them, says kind things that are the worst of its poison. You kan kall me Mother, if you like, she says, silently, and she lifts her hand, Matron's hand, to my shoulder. There's no one here to see, just a private moment between sorceress and knight before we get up on the float and go out there -- Mother and son? the voice offers, and it leaves me feeling sick -- and she kisses my forehead like I'm a kid again.

I could never have been this cruel. I could goad and sting but I was an amateur. I couldn't tear into you, Squall. Maybe a little longer and she'll teach me how, so I can mock you for your fear of being alone and then you'll look at me, you won't be able to ignore me. I can tear you down and be the one offering the hand up, and you'll hate me and you'll need me. I can learn to make you all need me, like I need her.

"Are you ready?" She speaks aloud now, in Matron's voice. A mother's voice. Sounds kind, but I can hear the words behind it, the soundtrack in my head like a chainsaw: Are you going to screw this up? Half her voice and half my own. She plants her seeds and whispers her kindnesses and every spark becomes a flame. I'm indispensable and worthless all at once, and either way I'm totally at her mercy.

Are you ready, Squall?

Her hand squeezes my shoulder again. Reassuring, you'd think, but her nails bite in even through my trenchcoat, leave more of her marks on me.

You have no idea the shit we're all in, I know. You're just here on orders, aren't you? I know you'll be here somewhere, watching from the crowd. Watching my moment of triumph, ready to cut me down. You have to do it, Squall. I'll hate you for it, I'll fight you for it, but you have to win. I need you to hate me enough. I need you to do this.

"Worthless pup," that voice says in my head. "Show me what you kan do."

So I'm straightening up, blade easy in my hand, and I'm ready to do whatever she asks. You'd better be ready, because I won't be holding back. She needs me. Matron needs me.

Fuck, Squall, we need you. You better know what you're doing.

---

(now on AO3)

Also, sorry I couldn't make it Ultimecia/Seifer, it just wouldn't go even though I tried to get it in there. My Seifer voice just didn't want to make it explicit to Squall that that was part of this too. But the prompt is what set me off, so I hope you like it anyway.

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[rionaleonhart]

Edea/Seifer, under her control

edea/seifer - kneel

[necrophilia]

His spine bends as blood pools inside his lower lip. He’s cut it, somehow, in the flurry of slashes and ripostes and heavy breaths left by Squall’s gunblade. Underneath his feet, the float continues to move along its prescribed path through Deling’s lit-up streets.

Baleful acknowledgement of his failure travels from the midpoint of his spine down to his knees. His throat feels clotted, his breathing slow and heavy. He hates to admit it, but he’s exhausted.

Over his head, she lifts her arm –

(And he hates himself for the moments he spends admiring the line created by the curve of her back extending into the crook of her underarm, past the swell of her cleavage and toward her unfairly firm jawline.)

– lifts her arm, ice; it strikes.

His blood pressure is so high, he can barely see the scene play out around him. Panic, a flurry of blue, fabric he remembers holding between his fingers, teasingly -

No matter.

Right, he breathes. It doesn’t matter. The cries of his old life are drowned under the roaring of the parade-goers, a crescendo that rises and rises until it fills every part of him.

Come here, she beckons. Words through unmoving lips. She’s several feet away but he can already feel her nails on his back, drawing downward, leaving marks. He’s exhausted, his lungs burning; but he makes it to her regardless, panting, bowed at her feet like a dog waiting, pricked ears and all, for a single utterance of adulation.

Victory wears itself on her face like nothing, no fuller than a crater in the moon.

With a shudder, he buries his blood-touched lips into her ankles, her knees, her hips, on and up and on - trembling arms wound desperately around her until she allows him to stand once more.

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1. I knew as soon as we simul-prompted that I had to write this for you.
2. My original vision had him kissing her boot, but a quick Google-assisted refresher of her hemline had me wondering, does Edea even have feet? And, you know, there is at least one (1) Sorceress in FF8 with a snake tail instead of legs, so I decided not to chance it.
3. The song I was listening to on repeat as I was writing. I know no one asked. Shut up.

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[necrophilia]

Rinoa & Ultimecia - Ouroboros

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[shanaqui]

Seifer/Squall, as adults.

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[samuraiter]

Quistis / Fujin, not trying very hard to escape.

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[shanaqui]

Irvine/Squall, distraction.

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[deemoyza]

Julia/Caraway, with armor spent

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[pantswarrior]

Julia/Raine, "went there once, just for the weekend..."

(userpic so very appropriate here)

Julia/Raine - "Flowers and Salt", NC-17, explicit sex

[deemoyza]

My fic for this got a little out of hand, and a little smutty. I hope you don't mind.

"Flowers and Salt" on AO3

Seifer/Squall, Best of Five, PG13

[shanaqui]

Feint, block, twist away. Drive home an attack and find yourself vulnerable, and the first round goes to him, the flat of his blade thudding into your side even as he turns it and pulls the blow.

He's good. He's the best he's ever been and getting better, you're -- well. You're the loser, the sore loser who wouldn't just admit he was beaten and crawl away. Came crawling back instead, to Garden. To him. To Squall Leonhart, the hero.

Feint, parry, slide inside his guard. He's already backing off, already interposing his blade where his body was just a moment before, but he's breathing faster now. His pupils are wide, too, and you know by the look of him that he gets just as high off fight-or-flight as you do. He never looked like this during the war, not when you were dancing to her tune, but now --

Now you attack faster, force him back a step. Two steps. For a moment you have the upper hand, but he smacks your blade aside and you're dead. Would be dead, if this were real.

You want to think it meant something, that he never killed you when he could. But that's just not something a hero does, is it?

Best of three, and you always go for the third round no matter who scored points. One last chance to salvage some pride. You go even faster this time and he falls into your rhythm, and for a moment it's a dance and the ring of steel on steel is the percussion, driving you both faster and faster. You're alive like you've only ever been when you fight, when you fight with him. He's smiling, in the midst of it all, fucking smiling, and the moment you notice that is the moment you lose.

He presses home his advantage, gains ground. His attacks are clinical now, and each clash of blades is one you lose. He's fast.

One last block. Your blade locks with his, close to your body, and he's pushed you back almost to the wall. He leans into it, making you strain, and then -- then he leans across the blades like it's nothing, presses a kiss to your mouth that sends a jolt right through you. Head to toes, bzzzt, and that's it, you feel alive again, every cell of you humming with energy. The last thing you want is to push him away, but the last thing you want now is to lose this fucking fight, so you use the moment to push him back again, spin free, raise your blade again.

He's smirking at you.

"Are you done with the self-pity yet?" he asks, and damn him, you just might be.

"Best of five," you say, and bring your blade up once more, flick it past his guard and touch it to the side of his neck. One to you.

(now on AO3)

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[lassarina]

YES

HNNNNNNNNGH

YES.

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[queenlua]

gosh, i loved the in-your-face sense of rhythm in this, and that obnoxious lil smirk at the end... so good!

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[wallwalker]

Squall/Rinoa/Quistis/Zell/Selphie/Irvine, less complicated than it sounds