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FFVIII: Names and Faces
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Black and white, good and bad. Or not. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
101_kisses.
Everyone thinks it's black and white. He's good and I'm bad. He's their god damned fucking angel hero and I might as well be wearing red horns and a tail whenever someone recognises me. Not that they do often. They don't always recognise Squall, either. Get him out of the SeeD uniform and he's just another nobody.
They don't know our faces. They just know our names. Sorceress Knight Seifer Almasy. SeeD Commander Squall Leonhart. And they know that the Sorceress Knight was bad and the SeeD Commander was good, but they don't understand the way we held the world in a balance.
He's not an angel. Far from it. If I'm a demon, he is. We've always been so god damned fucking alike. It used to annoy me so fucking much, and now...
Well, now it kind of comforts me.
Like Ultimecia. Fuck, once she was a good woman. High ideals and all that. But nobody would listen to her, so she started using her Sorceress powers for persuasion and the power and the ability to control drove her mad. She could've been good again, if she'd had a Knight for long enough to stabilise her. She could've been like fucking Rinny, with the white angel wings printed on the back of her clothes.
Fuck. Me and Squall, we're not that unlike. It's not like black and white. Sure, we oppose each other in a fight. But we have the same ideals. The same kinda thoughts. There's a little bit of me in him, and vice versa, and I don't just mean when we fuck.
And he loves me. If I was so evil, he wouldn't. Fuck, I don't love myself for some of the things I did when I was trying to stabilise Ultimecia. When I was barely under my own control. It could've been worse if it were anyone but me, and Squall knows that. He didn't even need me to tell him. I got back to Garden ready to be arrested and thrown straight into prison for the rest of my life. Instead, Leonhart threw himself at me, kissed me stupid and told everyone to fuck off.
Guess it's a testament to his authority that they did.
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Black and white, good and bad. Or not. For
101_kisses.Everyone thinks it's black and white. He's good and I'm bad. He's their god damned fucking angel hero and I might as well be wearing red horns and a tail whenever someone recognises me. Not that they do often. They don't always recognise Squall, either. Get him out of the SeeD uniform and he's just another nobody.
They don't know our faces. They just know our names. Sorceress Knight Seifer Almasy. SeeD Commander Squall Leonhart. And they know that the Sorceress Knight was bad and the SeeD Commander was good, but they don't understand the way we held the world in a balance.
He's not an angel. Far from it. If I'm a demon, he is. We've always been so god damned fucking alike. It used to annoy me so fucking much, and now...
Well, now it kind of comforts me.
Like Ultimecia. Fuck, once she was a good woman. High ideals and all that. But nobody would listen to her, so she started using her Sorceress powers for persuasion and the power and the ability to control drove her mad. She could've been good again, if she'd had a Knight for long enough to stabilise her. She could've been like fucking Rinny, with the white angel wings printed on the back of her clothes.
Fuck. Me and Squall, we're not that unlike. It's not like black and white. Sure, we oppose each other in a fight. But we have the same ideals. The same kinda thoughts. There's a little bit of me in him, and vice versa, and I don't just mean when we fuck.
And he loves me. If I was so evil, he wouldn't. Fuck, I don't love myself for some of the things I did when I was trying to stabilise Ultimecia. When I was barely under my own control. It could've been worse if it were anyone but me, and Squall knows that. He didn't even need me to tell him. I got back to Garden ready to be arrested and thrown straight into prison for the rest of my life. Instead, Leonhart threw himself at me, kissed me stupid and told everyone to fuck off.
Guess it's a testament to his authority that they did.