Dragon Age Kiss Battle!

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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:

1. 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.


2. To respond: Reply to the prompting comment. Include characters, rating, and title in the subject line.


3. Multiple responses are both allowed and encouraged!


4. There is no limit to the number of prompts you can post.


5. Please, be kind to others regarding pairing choices, prompts, or anything else. This game is for everyone! :)


6. Anon commenting is on, as is OpenID, if you neither have nor want a Dreamwidth account.


7. Send your friends! :D

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.

Comments

Shock and Awe - (Anders/Fenris, PG)

[impressioniste]

"Please tell me you don't really intend to drag these mages back to the Circle, Hawke." Anders trailed closely behind Hawke, his tone growing combative as they drew closer to their destination on the Wounded Coast. "You know how things are. Are we just supposed to trust this 'sympathetic' templar? He's not even loyal to his own order."

"Even if I wanted to let them go, do you really think I have a say in the matter, Anders?" Hawke snapped, not turning to look at him. Sand was already grinding in the creases between the plates of her armor, and that was making her cranky enough without having to listen to Anders' endless preaching. "Thrask asked for my help, and it's better than letting the other templars get to them first."

Varric and Fenris plodded dutifully along behind Hawke and Anders, keeping close, but at a safe enough distance to avoid potential fireworks should Anders push Hawke just a little too far.

"Of course you have a say! You either turn them in, or you don't! How is that not an easy choice?"

Hawke sighed and rubbed at her temples, pointedly refusing to answer. Arguing wasn't going to help anything, and trying to reason with Anders on this particular subject was completely pointless.

"I see how it is," Anders spat after a few moments of silence, turning away from Hawke and flashing an angry glare at both Varric and Fenris. "What about you, Varric? Do you agree with this... this complete travesty of Justice?"

"Pick your battles, Blondie," Varric sighed evasively before falling silent again, pretending to polish a dirty spot on Bianca's frame.

Anders snorted angrily. "I won't even bother asking Fenris. He'd just as soon see every mage with his heart ripped out of his chest."

Fenris did not confirm or deny the accusation, nor did he voice displeasure at being spoken of as though he were not present at all. He simply plodded along behind Anders, who continued to fume and mutter loudly to himself.

When they stopped a short time later to get their bearings and check Hawke's map, Anders started in again with seemingly renewed vigor.

"Why do you even bring me on these jobs?"

"I didn't force you to come."

"I was hoping to be able to talk some sense into you."

"You're the only one I see carrying on, here," Hawke sighed, exasperated by Anders' incessant provocations.

"Yes, because defending the lives of innocent people clearly constitutes 'carrying on', as you so generously put it."

"It would be wise for you to remember your place, Mage," Fenris spat from behind, finally fed up with the nonsense and noise.

"I don't see that it's any of your business, Fenris," Anders shot back, exaggerating the fact that Fenris refused to call him by name. "Hawke and I are having a discussion."

"And I believe that Hawke has made her decision on the matter clear enough, and that some of us wish to finish the journey in peace."

"How is it that none of you can see how wrong this is?" Anders grit his teeth in frustration, clenching his fists at his sides. He did not notice Fenris stalk up from behind him and grab him swiftly by the collar of his coat, yanking him around so that they stood face to face.

"Is there nothing that will make you cease your endless protestations?" Fenris growled, his lips pulling back to bare his teeth.

"I will defend the cause of mages as long as I have a mouth with which to speak the words. I hardly think anything the likes of you could do would ever be enough to 'shut me up'."

Fenris only gripped Anders' collar more tightly, pulling him close enough to smell the reek of the sewers that radiated from his clothing. Roughly, angrily, Fenris crushed Anders' mouth against his own, their faces pressing together for only a moment before Anders' hands shot up and pushed violently at Fenris, shoving him backward and loosening his grip on Anders' tattered coat.

Anders roughly wiped the back of his mouth with his hand. It took every bit of restraint he had not to simply spit toward the sand at his feet in disgust. His face burned with anger, and he couldn't look Fenris in the eye.

Hawke and Varric prudently pretended not to have noticed anything amiss as they continued to walk, leaving the other two lagging behind. Fenris quickly regained his balance, choking back his own feelings of revulsion in favor of a little peace and quiet as he brushed arrogantly past Anders, seeking to catch up to the rest of the group.

"Your move, Mage," Fenris taunted under his breath as he walked away, leaving Anders standing flustered and slack-jawed and red-faced in the sand.