FINAL FANTASY KISS BATTLE 2022!!!
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??
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Re: FINAL FANTASY XII
Ashe & any Esper [T] Hot-blooded Vengeance cw: action-based descriptions of breathlessness/dying
“Take cover!” Fran shouts.
The sky darkens red around them at the zenith of the Mosphoran Highwaste. It’s a menacing last resort, but a threat nonetheless. The thin air wails in rising tones as large bricks of celestial bodies rain down on the party with fiery fury. Ashe ducks down behind bare rock with only Basch to shield her. The explosions echo in a deafening discordance as the floating island rocks against its vine tethers.
For a moment, all she hears is the ringing of her own ears—but then there is a voice, muffled at the start, until it rises in volume and clarity.
“Now, princess!”
The skypirate. Balthier.
She wields her katana, freshly purchased from a merchant at the Babbling Vale, and races out from her hideaway. The esper still levitates in its golden chariot, though it seems tired now, its posture almost that of a man down on his knee in surrender. She lifts the blade in a deadly downward curve, her stance steady.
“Yield,” she commands. “Grant me thy power.”
The esper looks up at her. The long white beard, golden horned helm, deep violet pauldrons: all trappings of a hume noble, yet this being is no hume. No, this is creature is like the Dynast King’s gigas, unmatched in power by those born of Ivalice.
“Yield.”
The air around her vanishes in a breath as the world around her vanishes to white nothingness. She tightens her grip on the hilt of her sword, but soon finds she must breathe. She can’t breathe. She grasps at her closing throat with one hand as the blade drops to her side, her stance faltering. She looks back to the esper, now wreathed in blinding light as it hovers proudly before her.
“Yield,” she coughs weakly, keeping her gaze locked with her foe.
Instantly, everything goes dark.
At first, she wonders if this is what death is; she’d had small tastes of this along the way, but she’d always been magicked back before her next breath. This void, this plain vacuum, it felt heavy and infinite, and yet it felt like nothing at all. This could not be her end. It couldn’t. She was fine with giving her life to save her kingdom, absolutely, but not until the end. Not until it was safe. She still had so far to go.
Hume child.
The words are in her head, powerful enough to rattle her very skull.
Why do you seek this power?
She opens her eyes against the thrall reverberating inside her. There, in a gentle white light is the esper, golden and glittering as its cloaks float gently in a non-existant breeze.
“I seek the power necessary to save my people, the people of Dalmasca.”
I care not for the fate of humes.
“I seek the power necessary to save my kingdom from the powers of Archades.”
The mortal factions of Ivalice matter not. The rise and fall of humes is left to the will of the Occuria.
She can feel her face burning as the salt of tears sting at the corners of her eyes. She has given so much already, has traveled so far, and for what? At every turn, Dalmasca’s needs are discarded, deemed trivial in the light of imperial war. Save for this band of outsiders, who else should Ashe turn to for aid? Are her people simply doomed, then, to perish the way of Nabudis as Vayne surely wills it?
“Please, Judge-Sal, lend us your power.” She barely hears her own voice as the first hot tear pours down her cheek.
The pit of her stomach drops violently as her entire body is pulled forward at impossible speeds. At first, there is the same black nothing from before, but then in the distance … there is a forest, vast and verdant. The Salikawood. She knows as she zooms over the edges of the Mosphoran Waste, then over the lush Salika trees. In the distance grows a kingdom. Nabradia. Her chest aches at the sight of it here, whole. She has seen it many times before as it was the homeland of her dear late husband, Rasler. She reaches out her hand as her body comes to a jolting stop at the edges of the wood, the royal city of Nabudis sparkling in the near distance.
In an instant, it is gone.
The explosion is immense, the heat of it washing over the borders of the Salikawood itself. She can feel the searing heat of it scorch her skin, hotter than any arcane flame. After the flash, it is gone. Everything is gone, burned to ashe in a crater larger than her eyes can see.
The power of the Occuria is not a toy for humes. Such power is meant for the Dynast King.
“I am Raithwall’s heir,” Ashe spits with venom. “My name is Ashelia B'nargin Dalmasca. I am to whom the Dawn Shard was entrusted, and I seek the power to protect the Dynast King’s legacy.”
At that, she is once again face to face with the esper.
“Lend me your power, and I shall see to it that the enemies of Raithwall are laid to waste. Archades, Vayne Solidor, seek to use the nethicite for their own gain. I seek only to protect the people.”
Dissenter Vayne Solidor. That name is known to the servants of the Occuria. I, Judge Exodus, will join with you to put rights the will of my masters.
The esper bows low, and on instinct Ashe offers her hand, to which it gently grasps.
“Thank you, Exodus, Judge-Sal of the Occuria. Together, we will see an end to Vayne’s tyranny.”
Exodus places and kiss to her knuckles, its piercing golden eyes alight with vengeance.
Re: Ashe & any Esper [T] Hot-blooded Vengeance cw: action-based descriptions of breathlessness/dying
(And thank you for the kind offer! My AO3 username is propast.)
Re: Ashe & any Esper [T] Hot-blooded Vengeance cw: action-based descriptions of breathlessness/dying
AO3 LINK: Ashe & any Esper [T] Hot-blooded Vengeance
Re: Ashe & any Esper [T] Hot-blooded Vengeance cw: action-based descriptions of breathlessness/dying
At every turn, Dalmasca’s needs are discarded, deemed trivial in the light of imperial war.
Re: Ashe & any Esper [T] Hot-blooded Vengeance cw: action-based descriptions of breathlessness/dying