Selphie needed a good reminder about why she shouldn't push the big yellow button.

Selphie's bored but there's usually ulterior motives involved.

Christmas is for dreams, and dreamers. Squall stopped believing in magic years ago. When a disaster threatens Esthar, can Squall come to terms with his own inner demons to protect this most sacred holiday? Chap. 11 up.

Seifer comes home to find his lover Squall on the computer again. Squall shares some of his past memories of his life being "on pause" at night. Work in Progress; If I get feedback I could write a lot more. YAOI

After living at the orphanage for a length of time after the war, Seifer struggles with his feelings for Quistis, while she in turn is baffled and unsettled by her new feelings for someone who could've been the death of them all. R&R!

A poem about Rinoa and Squall's hard pressed relationship and how it finally worked out over time.

It's been 10years since Seifer faced off against SeeD. Now living as a sell sword in Galbandia with Raijin and Fujin. When the President asks him to track down his missing Daughter he thinks it will be a standard job. How easy could it be?

When Seifer returns to Balamb Garden, he sees all his old friends but the one he picks on. Feeling confuse him as he searches for an answer with the person he hates most but at the same time, wants to love him.

The price you pay for junctioning isn't the memories themselves. It's the sensation of losing them, of looking up one day ten years from now and realizing that you're not who you used to be, even if you can't say why.

The final installment to the Tournament trilogy. Can the SeeDs find a way to stop a deadly disease from wiping out all humanity...and even if they do, are they able to stop the end of the world itself! *I'm back and writing again! Woo!*

Soon after Ultimecia's defeat, Quistis finds herself lonely with nothing to distract her- and as Garden is left with no purpose or financial means, she agrees to see what can be done...never suspecting she'll discover what the sorceress left behind.

Mornings like these were few and far between. He could stay in bed a little longer.

-It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live. 'Cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is.- Quistis and Seifer, a hero and a villain. Love isn't always so easy when the sun rises... Rated T for language.

One-shot of Fuujin's past life. Why the eyepatch? Why the strange way of talking? This is my version of it all. Rated for violence and language.

Squall and Rinoa's first kiss; his impressions of her.

A prompt written for Springkink, therefore rated M. He wanted to see her wings... To know what-No, who she really was. What he received was something so much more...

Two is company, three's a crowd. Or is it? After a crazy night out, Quistis wakes up to find herself with not one, but TWO young men. Who's to say that she actually has to CHOOSE between them? Based loosely off of the films Splendor AND The Hangover!

"You're a geode." "What?" Squall asked incredulously. He looked at the slender girl sitting next to him as if she had lost her mind. "You're a geode," Rinoa repeated with a smile.

Squall Leonhart is used to missions but how will he fare after discovering a GF with an unusual side effect to junctioning...

Squall Leonhart and Cloud Strife have always hated each other's guts, ever since they set eyes on one another. That's what the new student Rinoa Heartily has to deal with, especially now that she was caught in the middle of their deep rivalry.

One year has passed since the events at Garden, Seifer's a SeeD and Quistis is a little fat. A series of one shots following their budding relationship.

They had been gods, when they were first in their infancy, and over time, they had stopped evolving into the creatures that protected the warriors in battle. Chapter Seven has been added as of 08/2010.

And other things you shouldn't do in space. Squall/Rinoa, hurt/comfort. 1/10 complete.

Seifer, Selphie, a maybe sort of love, and an homage to the sun.

Innamorarsi di lei gli aveva fatto capire che l'amore non era un traguardo, ma un percorso lunghissimo, devastante ed estenuante che ogni giorno andava rifatto...