❛ all i’ve ever wanted to be was useful ❜ ( i know this was reblogged on your multimuse main but i wanted to send this for jecht ok thank you byeeee ) @sunblitz
Useful? This heavy admittance felt like a tower collapsing on him, like the world slipping out of Atlas’ hands. Jecht didn’t know how to lift it all back up, but he couldn’t leave his son’s spirit lost down there in this pit of uncertainty. “Now stop sulkin’.“ A sharp inhale, the air feeling cool in his lungs. “Don’tcha think for a second that Auron ‘n me raised a loser.“
Great. Great going. He really didn’t know how to tackle this any way but this way. His way. It weren’t soft, warm words of support as much as it was a burning light, too stark to serve as guidance. As were his eyes, blazing browns keeping up contact like issuing a challenge. “You’re Yuna’s guardian and my son. You were savin’ Spira your way. Ain’t nothin’ useless ‘bout that. You’re not the best, but you’re plenty useful.” To her. To the people of Spira. Almost sounds to me like someone’s forgot what bein’ a star is all about, he thought to himself. Being a hope and something to strive towards. What else could be more useful than being that promise and the one to turn it real?
