fic: upon my end shall i begin (final fantasy viii)

Title: Upon My End Shall I Begin
Fandoms: Final Fantasy VIII
Characters: Seifer Almasy, Raijin, Fujin, Original Characters
Pairing: None
Rating: Teen
AO3 Tags: Original Character(s), Post-Canon, Psychological Trauma, Recovery, How Seifer got his groove back, (kinda)
Summary: Seifer Almasy, after the war.
Notes: Written as part of press_start_comm. For ~Kameiko. Your requests were pretty open, so I hope you enjoy this. Happy Press Start!

Fujin stopped before him, looking him over. Seifer preferred to be back at Garden, standing in front of Headmaster Cid, waiting for his punishment. Cid he could handle. Disappointing Fujin was worse. Gripping his chin, she turned his head, examining his face.

“WORRIED,” she finally said, dropping her hand.

“I’m sorry.” Seifer rarely said those words and meant it.

“Like I said, we know you. This?” Raijin pointed to him. “This is the guy I remember, y’know? Not the one leading the Galbadian army.”

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fic: spotlight on me and i'm ready to break (final fantasy vi)

Title: Spotlight On Me And I'm Ready To Break
Fandoms: Final Fantasy VI
Characters: Celes Chere, Darill
Pairing: Celes Chere/Darill
Rating: Teen
AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, First Meeting, Unresolved Sexual Tension, World of Balance (Final Fantasy VI)
Summary: So what if this wasn’t the negotiations Celes thought they’d have? If she managed to secure a ship for them, perhaps she didn’t have to go through this whole opera business after all.
Notes: Written as part of press_start_comm. For runicmagitek. Happy Press Start! I hope this AU suits you. ♥

“How did you get in here?” Celes swore she’d locked the dressing room door, if only so the Impresario couldn’t bust in on her.

The woman shrugged. “I’m well known around these parts. There’s nowhere in the Opera House that’s off limits to me.” Crossing her legs, she looked Celes up and down. “You, however, are not Maria.”

The fancy dress and the ribbon in her hair didn’t fool anyone. Celes straightened her shoulders. “No, I’m not.”

“Yet you sing Maria’s part.” The woman cocked her head. “And you’re not the understudy.”

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