Fandom: taking back Valentine's Day since 2008!
So last year
bottle-of-shine had a Kissing Battle. The last edition is
here (EDITED TO ADD: this is the old battle, not the current one!). It was a lot of fun and might be known around FF-fandom circles as the best Meme ever**.
Pretty much everyone I know is stressed about something, too, so this round of the
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Cecil/Rosa (THEY ARE SO EFFIN CUTE)
Cecil/baby!Rydia (IN THE CUTE PLATONIC WAY PLZ)
FFVII: aka, indulge my crack
Tifa/Elena
Reno/Aeris
Lucrecia/Ifalna
FFVIII:
Seifer/Squall (yes, I'm uncreative stfu)
Rinoa/Ellone
Fujin/Xu
Cid/Edea
FFX:
Lulu/Rikku
Tidus/Rikku
Yuna/Auron (CUTE GEN PREFERRED)
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Tellah icon approves.
~Cendri
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Xu downed the last of her drink-- it wasn't for courage, she didn't need a drink for courage. That was only what cadets and civilians did, and an A-ranked SeeD was hardly the same as a civilian.
The clock above the bar said that Fujin was five minutes late, the stark black numerals a disapproving frown at oh-seven twenty.
"Anything else?" the bartender asked; the night was too slow. Xu wished there was someone else for him to wait on. She pushed her glass across the slick shiny wood and asked for another.
It wasn't half-bad liquor; it wasn't like she was drinking it to ease her nerves. Mercs didn't have nerves that needed easing ( ... )
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Soldier discussion is always always awesome. <3
~Cendri
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(They are like...my precious babies. I need moar.)
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>.>
I'll stop FLOODING THIS THREAD NOW. I HAVE CLASS.
~Cendri
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I AM SO GLAD I REQUESTED THE FEMMESLASHY.
~Cendri
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<3!! <3! It's full of awesome and creeeeepy!
~Cendri
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She knows Cecil the instant she sees him, with that instinctual jolt of recognition that hearts are so good at. It isn't until she's been freed, in the dizziness of her first steps in weeks, that she realizes her eyes are not playing tricks on her.
He's different.
Gone is the dark armor, the helm with its terrifying spikes. Gone is the dark sword. In its place is light - a sword gleaming like a star, armor made of crystal and glass.
Even his face is different. His doubt, his grief, his shame - all the things she could help with, the burdens she could kiss away - they are gone. There is still worry in his eyes, but there is a sense of resolution there that her Cecil never had.
He found it without me, Rosa thinks. Who is this stranger? What has he gone through without me there? What sort of trappings are these, these noble robes of light - has he donned them for show? For disguise? Or is he truly ( ... )
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THIS MEANS YOU TOTALLY HAVE TO WRITE SOME MORE CECIL/ROSA BECAUSE I KNOW YOU ROCK AT IT.
~Cendri
P.S. TELLAH ICON APPROVES!
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