when they left the garden, they dropped their finished roaches and watched them bounce twice on the ground before wedging into the minute cracks in the pavement, and tidus wound his arms around both cloud and squall and declared to the sky that he loved them, these friends of his – without them, he’d be entirely lost. (x)

i really wanted to illustrate this small scene from FUGUE because it surprised me how much i started digging these three’s collective friendship as i was writing
also – i couldn’t decide which version of this i disliked least, so you get both the simple version and the rainbow vomity, horribly-composed imitation photo version, happy birthday to you


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