fic n° 140

  • 79 words,
  • Final Fantasy VI, Celes, Relm
  • gen
  • Written for Three-Sentence Ficathon. Prompt: any, any, hair braiding.
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Relm’s hair is different, but Celes tries her best.

“Do mine,” said Relm, almost as soon as Celes had tied the ribbon in her newly plaited hair. Relm’s was too short to do the same, and too dense with curls; it looked as impossible to tame as she was. But Celes needed the distraction – and Relm, she suspected, was still desperate to belong – so she let the girl clamber awkwardly into her lap and took hold of a fistful of hair as gently as her military training permitted.

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n° 1 (archived from dreamwidth.org)

2022-02-07

This is fantastic, and I never knew I needed it until now.

n° 2 (archived from archiveofourown.org)

2022-03-20

I don't know the fandom but it's such a sweet fill for the prompt. I'm deeply sorry that I just now saw it on here, as I rarely check this site.
Thank you very much for filling the prompt <3