Got a pocketful of sunshine

independent, selective & private
roleplay blog for Selphie Tilmitt
of final fantasy vii.


do what you want, but you're never gonna break me

read all rules prior interation + following.

est. april, 2013
rebooted october, 2016


Sticks & stones are never gonna shake me

grievers-calling:

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As usual, around Garden, it was impossible to not bump into one of her team mates. Selphie could be seen doing.. only Hyne knew what, and was she ever closing in fast. (What now..) Squall could only wonder; as those stormy blues sealed closed merely for a moment. As they reopened, there she stood; bubbly as ever.

Squalls eyes glanced to the side, as her head nodded subtly. “Selphie.” She greeted, as casually as possible.

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The spitfire found herself wandering the corridors of Garden, deliberately putting off the menial errand she was tasked with. She wished that everyone hadn’t been sent out on missions, she really wanted to join the others! But the Headmaster thought she’d be better suited helping out Instructor Aki instead. Selphie didn’t want to laze about all day helping boring old instructors grade papers. She wanted excitement, adventure, explosions! She wanted to be out on the train to Deling with the rest of her friends.

Stepping out of the elevator on to the 2nd floor, piles of homework assignments to be delivered cradled in her small arms, emerald hues caught a glimpse of the ever so familiar brunette hoovering by the classroom door. She approached the lioness cautiously—she seemed to be in a world of her own again!

She stood, grinning at the woman, waiting for her to come back to reality. When Squall finally opened her eyes, and acknowledged her presence, Selphie’s grin grew wide, as she opened her mouth to speak. “Heeey Squall! What are you doing up here? Don’t you have tons of paper work to get to or somethin’?”