Rinoa's father once told her that girls shouldn't whistle, for it is unladylike.

Up is what he chooses, the kisses and the bruises. Squall, Seifer, and Rinoa, after everything's been resolved.

Song parody of Along Came Jones by The Coasters. How many times did Rinoa get in trouble? And how many times did her knight come to rescue her? This is a hopefully humorous tribute to his brave efforts.

No one sleeps much after the war. SquallxRinoa

My take on what Rinoa was thinking about at the Sorceress Memorial.

Edea and Rinoa, and the fallout of time compression.

Postgame. Rinoa convinces Squall to take a holiday.

But death is ... it's people being gone, that's what I think. But then you miss them. You miss them a lot. Rinoa, and deep wounds

the results of compressing time.

They're not going to let a little rain ruin their day. — done for a challenge at the seiferxrinoa community on LJ.

Seifer takes Rinoa out for drinks on her birthday.

After Rinoa's father dies unexpectedly, she has to come to terms with it. With the funeral, and her wedding to Squall to plan, she hardly notices the strange things happening. The dreams.. the presents.. the strange phone calls.. Squall/Rinoa

There's an art to lying. fluffy randomness for October Breeze as requested from my fanfic shop on Gaia XD

Rinoa&Squall We can only dream about what we can never have.

He dreams, past the witching hour of the night. Postgame, Squall and Rinoa.

Maybe if he lets her go, she can fly again. Post game, Squinoa, character death, one shot

The end is the beginning is the end. Postgame, a long time into the future. Rinoa, Squall, and Ellone.

Dreams can only last so long. SeiferxRinoa.

Rinoa and Squall Complete - In the darkness of the night, sometimes we discover the light within…amid rumors and gossip, two people define their relationship.

She'll never tell them she said yes. And she'll never tell them why. Rinoa has always wanted to be more than she is. Magic, and the Draw of the Sorceress.

She likes her showers searing hot. Postgame, Squall and Rinoa at home.

The kind of conversation that seems intrinsic to campfires, or even just being awake late at night with a friend, in bed but having given up on sleep. Quistis and Rinoa talk over chocolate.

Seven years spent waiting for it all to come back around again. SeiferxQuistis, SquallxRinoa. Complete.

It could be you. Postgame, Squall and Rinoa.

Squall remembers Rinoa