「 The real blindness is not the inability to see with the eyes but the inability to see with the heart. 」

/ fingers crossed it grows more overtime 🙏

/ used to write tidus over on twitter for bit 😭 i was a little worried there wouldn’t be a verse on bsky

/ 👋!!

// you know wjat. fuckc you. ( ponytails your gark )

I AM AWAKE!!

Canon✿ My sub par editing skills finally have a use

I’m something of a fish person myself

Something like that. He can relate to feeling out of place, that much is for sure. “Tidus. Nice to meet you, Link.”

“Oh. Ohhhh… Well, hey, hundred-years is better than a thousand, right?” Likewise, he’s also omitting details. But hey, who’s counting? “Three for me.”

“When they were alive? How’s that work?” Don’t tell him — is he a ghost too?! That would explain the uh… elf ears. He’d never seen anybody with ears like that. Except maybe the Guado — but this guy was no Guado.

He was just mesmerized looking at it — watching that rock float like it was nothing at all. And this guy was flaunting it like it was no big deal! Geez, everybody’s gotta have some kind of magic nowadays… “Yeah? You been visited by a lot of ghosts or what?” A sigh. While it was cool, he couldn’t—

“Sony magic? So what, you’ve got a souped up prosthetic?” He’s taking a closer look, eyes darting all over that arm of his in order to gauge just what its deal really was. “Woah…”

A slight tilt of his head — then his hands outstretched, catching the ball and holding it to his chest. But that was way too strange to just let go. He had to know what that light was! “Heyyyyy! How’d you do that?”

He’s practicing dribbling his blitzball, bouncing it on his knee a few times before /accidentally/ kicking it toward the reader.

/ yeah you do

/ listen