3SF roundup for 1/15/25
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shinonFeaturing two of my specialties, "Final Fantasy 6" and "f/m ships where the man is terrified." Not at the same time, though. I could fix that someday, maybe. Celes can be pretty intimidating, and Terra's whole deal does have some spookiness potential. Much to ponder.
FFVI, Sabin, getting to know a chocobo
Sabin's a big guy, and the smaller breeds of chocobo sometimes struggle to carry him. Or that's what he tells everyone. He tells everyone that's why he takes so long picking out a mount, every time they stop at a stable - and yeah, he does have to look around a bit to find a bird that's a good size, but he would probably linger anyway, handing out treats and neck scratches, sussing out which bird here would most like to be his friend.
Spinning Silver, (Irina/)Mirnatius, "killing the monster and revealing a man"
The tsar seemed - smaller, after the tsarina cast the demon from him: no kinder and hardly more human, but his bitterness and petty sarcasms seemed less consequential. He was less splendid, and less certain, and in the first weeks prone to silent fits of weeping when alone, which the tsarina did not know how to address and therefore did not acknowledge. It was the gift and the burden she had given him - that of becoming a person.
Quarters, Vree/Gyhard, bodysharing
Every time Gyhard escaped death, he became even more afraid of it; the longer he lived, the more desperate he became to keep on living. So it was a horror unimaginable sometimes, to be riding along in the body of a woman with no meaningful sense of self-preservation; he trusted her athleticism, in the abstract, but to be in this body dangling over a precipice - to look at certain death, decide to leave, and still feel her muscles bunching to make the jump - Vree, stop, I can't look, he said, futilely, because she had to look, and he had to see what she saw.
She made the jump, rolled, and got up unharmed, and he could feel her faint surprise - that this was what it felt like, to be worried about, to have one's life valued.
FFVI, Sabin, getting to know a chocobo
Sabin's a big guy, and the smaller breeds of chocobo sometimes struggle to carry him. Or that's what he tells everyone. He tells everyone that's why he takes so long picking out a mount, every time they stop at a stable - and yeah, he does have to look around a bit to find a bird that's a good size, but he would probably linger anyway, handing out treats and neck scratches, sussing out which bird here would most like to be his friend.
Spinning Silver, (Irina/)Mirnatius, "killing the monster and revealing a man"
The tsar seemed - smaller, after the tsarina cast the demon from him: no kinder and hardly more human, but his bitterness and petty sarcasms seemed less consequential. He was less splendid, and less certain, and in the first weeks prone to silent fits of weeping when alone, which the tsarina did not know how to address and therefore did not acknowledge. It was the gift and the burden she had given him - that of becoming a person.
Quarters, Vree/Gyhard, bodysharing
Every time Gyhard escaped death, he became even more afraid of it; the longer he lived, the more desperate he became to keep on living. So it was a horror unimaginable sometimes, to be riding along in the body of a woman with no meaningful sense of self-preservation; he trusted her athleticism, in the abstract, but to be in this body dangling over a precipice - to look at certain death, decide to leave, and still feel her muscles bunching to make the jump - Vree, stop, I can't look, he said, futilely, because she had to look, and he had to see what she saw.
She made the jump, rolled, and got up unharmed, and he could feel her faint surprise - that this was what it felt like, to be worried about, to have one's life valued.
