FF6, going twice..
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bofoddityTwo more ficlets from Fandom Classifieds. FF6 this time!
Title: Slow Recoveries
Fandom: Final Fantasy VI
Pairing: Terra/Setzer
Rating: G
Words: 220
Summary: She thought he was another Edgar first.
A/N: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
misfire_ at The Multi-Fandom Classifieds Thread: Het Edition
In the beginning, Terra thought Setzer was another Edgar. She couldn't have been more wrong.
"You and I would never have worked out," she heard him joke to Celes once, wondering what it was about and why Locke fumed so much about it. Her thoughts were cut short when she saw the humor fade from Setzer's pale eyes. "I suppose you aren't meant to forget some people."
Nobody knew what he meant then, but the pain in his voice was like a shard. The shard later turned out to have the shape of a person.
"I won't forget," she heard him murmur once, when he thought he was alone. The end of the world was coming and she was determined not to let past be the only thing left for any of them.
There had been a shard in Terra's heart too, but she had pulled it out. When the world didn't end she wanted Setzer to do the same.
"You can't forget, but you can move on," she told him, squeezing his shoulder briefly. Setzer looked at her in surprise before smiling.
"I think so too," he said. With Kefka gone, the pain in his voice was already blunter.
"Would you like to meet my children?"
Hopefully, soon, she would get to hear his voice without any at all.
Title: Loss and Lesson
Fandom: Final Fantasy VI
Pairing: Terra/Sabin
Rating: PG-13
Words: 419
Summary: Sabin underestimates Terra.
A/N: Written forwounded_melody at The Multi-Fandom Classifieds Thread: Het Edition
"Don't move," she whispered.
With his wrists in her hands and her hands full of inhuman strength, Sabin was unable to. But he couldn't imagine wanting to.
That wasn't true; the warrior inside him was screaming at him to move, to wrestle her off (into the ground), to flee ("Nothing to be ashamed about fleeing an opponent who's beyond your talents"), but the warrior was also aware that it would have been no use. Her thighs, slim and firm against his, had him trapped. The talons on her fingers pressed against his veins, warning him against vain struggles. She was licking her lips.
Only fear kept him from getting hard.
"You were warned, Sabin." Her voice, only slightly more hushed than her normal one, was out of place with her words and leering mouth. "You can't match me."
Always the most sensitive part of him, his pride was immediately stung. "You didn't give me a chance."
She shook her head at him. "You couldn't take it." The grip of her hands loosened, and the sudden lack of pressure was almost overwhelming in comparison. She leaned on his shoulders with her palms and leaned closer, keeping his lower body still with her hips and legs. The pressure there seemed heightened now, almost to the point of discomfort. "Don't underestimate me again."
With brightness and gritted teeth she transformed back to her normal self, the pressure fading. He almost missed it, and her warmth as she got off him.
"I won't," Sabin mumbled, dragging himself up to his feet. His pulse had mostly calmed down to its normal rhythm, but meeting Terra's eyes shocked it into quickening for a moment.
He had never thought she could look so hard.
"Sure?" The rise of her eyebrow was light and questioning, but her stern look didn't ease. It made the little petulance he felt cower and flee.
"Honest." Sabin shook his head and smiled, feeling relieved when Terra's hard look softened away. "Let's go."
When they had left for their match earlier Sabin had led the way, but Terra strode ahead this time, holding her head high like the victors did. It was only right, after all. Sabin wasn't above pettiness, but he wasn't the kind of man to be bitter about losing.
He was the kind of man to learn, to do better next time. And if he was to lose the next time too, he would have to learn not to let fear get in the way of something more interesting.
One more prompt to go, although changing that is absolutely acceptable.Masochistic much, me?
Title: Slow Recoveries
Fandom: Final Fantasy VI
Pairing: Terra/Setzer
Rating: G
Words: 220
Summary: She thought he was another Edgar first.
A/N: Written for
misfire_ at The Multi-Fandom Classifieds Thread: Het EditionIn the beginning, Terra thought Setzer was another Edgar. She couldn't have been more wrong.
"You and I would never have worked out," she heard him joke to Celes once, wondering what it was about and why Locke fumed so much about it. Her thoughts were cut short when she saw the humor fade from Setzer's pale eyes. "I suppose you aren't meant to forget some people."
Nobody knew what he meant then, but the pain in his voice was like a shard. The shard later turned out to have the shape of a person.
"I won't forget," she heard him murmur once, when he thought he was alone. The end of the world was coming and she was determined not to let past be the only thing left for any of them.
There had been a shard in Terra's heart too, but she had pulled it out. When the world didn't end she wanted Setzer to do the same.
"You can't forget, but you can move on," she told him, squeezing his shoulder briefly. Setzer looked at her in surprise before smiling.
"I think so too," he said. With Kefka gone, the pain in his voice was already blunter.
"Would you like to meet my children?"
Hopefully, soon, she would get to hear his voice without any at all.
Title: Loss and Lesson
Fandom: Final Fantasy VI
Pairing: Terra/Sabin
Rating: PG-13
Words: 419
Summary: Sabin underestimates Terra.
A/N: Written for
wounded_melody at The Multi-Fandom Classifieds Thread: Het Edition"Don't move," she whispered.
With his wrists in her hands and her hands full of inhuman strength, Sabin was unable to. But he couldn't imagine wanting to.
That wasn't true; the warrior inside him was screaming at him to move, to wrestle her off (into the ground), to flee ("Nothing to be ashamed about fleeing an opponent who's beyond your talents"), but the warrior was also aware that it would have been no use. Her thighs, slim and firm against his, had him trapped. The talons on her fingers pressed against his veins, warning him against vain struggles. She was licking her lips.
Only fear kept him from getting hard.
"You were warned, Sabin." Her voice, only slightly more hushed than her normal one, was out of place with her words and leering mouth. "You can't match me."
Always the most sensitive part of him, his pride was immediately stung. "You didn't give me a chance."
She shook her head at him. "You couldn't take it." The grip of her hands loosened, and the sudden lack of pressure was almost overwhelming in comparison. She leaned on his shoulders with her palms and leaned closer, keeping his lower body still with her hips and legs. The pressure there seemed heightened now, almost to the point of discomfort. "Don't underestimate me again."
With brightness and gritted teeth she transformed back to her normal self, the pressure fading. He almost missed it, and her warmth as she got off him.
"I won't," Sabin mumbled, dragging himself up to his feet. His pulse had mostly calmed down to its normal rhythm, but meeting Terra's eyes shocked it into quickening for a moment.
He had never thought she could look so hard.
"Sure?" The rise of her eyebrow was light and questioning, but her stern look didn't ease. It made the little petulance he felt cower and flee.
"Honest." Sabin shook his head and smiled, feeling relieved when Terra's hard look softened away. "Let's go."
When they had left for their match earlier Sabin had led the way, but Terra strode ahead this time, holding her head high like the victors did. It was only right, after all. Sabin wasn't above pettiness, but he wasn't the kind of man to be bitter about losing.
He was the kind of man to learn, to do better next time. And if he was to lose the next time too, he would have to learn not to let fear get in the way of something more interesting.
One more prompt to go, although changing that is absolutely acceptable.
