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Dragon Age Kiss Battle!
As hinted/threatened, here it is!
Dragon Age Kiss Battle!
Based on the Kiss Battle that has run in the Final Fantasy fandom for the last few years (credit to
seventhe for the most recent variation on the rules), this is just a fun way to celebrate February with lots of fun kissing fanworks. Any kind of kiss is welcome -- het, slash, femmeslash; shippy, familial, gen; cheek kisses, mouth kisses, kissing of... other things; serious fic, fluffy fic, silly fic; fanfic, fanart, whatever you come up with; anything goes!
The post will open to prompts and comments at approximately 9AM Pacific Time, Tuesday February 7th (Click here for the time in your timezone). I don't anticipate closing it at any point, so come by any time! Update: posting is now open!!
Update: I have created a master list of fic, here! If new stories are added, I will link them from the master list.
Update, Feb. 5th 2012: This is the 2012 kiss battle, and as of now it is closed to prompts. If you are interested in participating in the 2013 round, check out the info post!
THE RULES:
If you have questions, please ask them here. Thanks, and happy kissing!!
Update: Thanks to
ovo_lexa, there is now a Mass Effect Kiss Battle underway! (Now with bonus correct link! Oops.) Check it out.
Based on the Kiss Battle that has run in the Final Fantasy fandom for the last few years (credit to
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The post will open to prompts and comments at approximately 9AM Pacific Time, Tuesday February 7th (Click here for the time in your timezone). I don't anticipate closing it at any point, so come by any time! Update: posting is now open!!
Update: I have created a master list of fic, here! If new stories are added, I will link them from the master list.
Update, Feb. 5th 2012: This is the 2012 kiss battle, and as of now it is closed to prompts. If you are interested in participating in the 2013 round, check out the info post!
THE RULES:
- To leave a request: Post a comment with a pairing (or moresome) and, if desired, a prompt. Put the pairing/characters in the subject line and the prompt in the body of the comment.
- To respond: Reply to the prompting comment. Include characters, rating, and title in the subject line.
- Multiple responses are both allowed and encouraged!
- There is no limit to the number of prompts you can post.
- Please, be kind to others regarding pairing choices, prompts, or anything else. This game is for everyone! :)
- Anon commenting is on, as is OpenID, if you neither have nor want a Dreamwidth account.
- Send your friends! :D
If you have questions, please ask them here. Thanks, and happy kissing!!
Update: Thanks to
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Re: Alistair/f!Hawke
(Anonymous) 2012-02-08 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)Hawke laughed into her hand. King Alistair wasn't at all what she had expected.
Her mother, determined to revive at least some of the former Amell respectability, had hosted a party inviting all the nobles of Kirkwall, and, after hearing about her daughter's chat with him in the Viscount's Keep, the King of Ferelden as well. Hawke had tried to discourage her mother from the idea, saying that the king was likely far too busy, but to her surprise, he had shown up and proven himself the most interesting guest at the party. Where she'd expected stiff formality, the king instead treated her like he'd known her for years. He was funny, charming, and if she'd been at all smart, she'd have foisted him off on some unsuspecting noble hours ago. It wasn't safe to have the attention of a man like him... but here she was talking and laughing with him to the exclusion of anyone else, including Seneschal Bran's son.
Alistair caught her glance over his shoulder and half turned. "What?"
"Don't turn!" Hawke hissed, grabbing his hand and pulling him back behind the pillar. "He's looking for me!"
Alistair's eyebrows rose. "Now I must know. Who is it, Hawke?"
She bit her lip. "Seneschal Bran's son."
Alistair choked on the champagne he was sipping. "The downy-faced boy? The one with the cravat that's been tied to look like something from the Fade?"
Hawke giggled. "Yes, him. Mother's been matchmaking, never mind that he's nearly eight years younger than I am."
"Oh come now, Hawke. Eight years isn't that much of an age difference," Alistair said with a grin. "I'll bet he has some stellar qualities. Let's say we invite him over. I'll even play chaperone."
"Don't you dare!" Hawke growled, unconsciously taking a step closer to stab a finger at his chest. They stared at each other for a minute, and Hawke was suddenly aware of the gold flecks in Alistair's eyes and breadth of his shoulders. Uh oh... she had time for one last coherent thought before...
"Hide me!" Alistair grabbed her shoulders and ducked down behind her.
"Maker's breath, what are you doing?" Hawke gasped and heard a distinctly nasal voice pass close by.
"Where iz he? I know 'ee iz 'ere somewhere."
"Pfft. 'Ee iz ze, king, Fifi. 'Ee will know that I clearly am ze better looking one."
"How dare you!"
Hawke raised an eyebrow at the cowering king. "You've attracted the attention of both de Launcet sisters? I almost pity you."
"They won't take no for an answer," Alistair moaned piteously. "Help me, Hawke!"
Hawke grinned. "You keep me away from Bran's whelp and I'll let you in on the secret to avoiding Fifi and Babette for good."
Hope brightened the king's face. "An alliance to avoid unwanted suitors? You have a deal."
Hawke grinned and tugged him out from the safety of the pillar. "Alright. The key to avoiding Fifi and Babette is knowing them: they are extremely possessive. Any hint of you favoring another woman and they'll lose interest."
"Oh. Really?" Alistair suddenly looked nervous.
Hawke gestured to the gathered nobles. "Take your pick, Your Majesty."
Alistair looked over the crowd of chatting nobility, face thoughtful, then turned back to her. "What do I do once I choose?"
Hawke shrugged. "Go to her. Sweep her off her feet? Whatever will grab their attention."
"How about this?" Alistair took one long step forward and pressed his mouth against hers.
This is a very bad idea, she thought even as she twined her arms around his shoulders.
Re: Alistair/f!Hawke
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Re: Alistair/f!Hawke
(Anonymous) 2012-02-27 05:04 am (UTC)(link)