Junelezen 24-Winter

Junelezen 24-Winter

Winters in Garlemald were cold as the hells. Winter in Ishgard, he'd heard, was similarly eternal now. The worst time of year in that gods-damned place, now its only face.

Fitting. It deserved its icy tomb.

Soon, Zardyn's training would be complete. Soon, he would return to the world that scraped him off its heel, and live the life he should have had from the start. Respected astrologian and society man, Zardyn Bismark. The mark of shame, now the name of a wealthy and powerful man.

Everything, Garlemald would supply. So they could have their eyes and hands inside the walls of Ishgard.

And gladly, would those hands keep from idleness.

Gladly, would those eyes watch Ishgard burn.

Junelezen 25-Cozy

Every portion of the house was constructed to be cozy. A place that screamed 'home' for those who had never heard of the thing themselves. But easily, the coziest part of the house was the knitting corner, right between the bookshelf stairs and the fireplace. It was a spot that begged for pajamas, half finished scarves, cups of tea kept warm on the mantle, and a really good book (or two. Three. As many as the bookshelf could hold, really.)

RUBS MY HANDS TOGETHER. OK. Satoshi Hiwatari. My god this boy. Daisuke, the MC, gets a funny little shoujo whoopsie where he transforms into his alternate magical boy self when he sees his crush? That's cute. Satoshi gets the other half of that curse, where instead HIS magical boy self sniffs out Daisuke's like a gay yandere bloodhound, and RIPS himself out of his host body to go pursue the guy to the death. This more or less dooms him to an early death where he has to secure an heir even as young as _junior high school_ because if he doesn't no one in his blood line will stay alive to try and fix this. Cause oh yeah, it's HIS artsy fartsy ancestor who decided to fuck around with forbidden magic that made this happen. So not only is he living a cursed, shortened life solely based around trying to fix his ancestors mistake, he can't even make stuff of his OWN since people of his blood line are fated to make work with a life of its own, and a life intrinsically meant to suffer.

This boy catches a break literally only once, and that is by transforming without hurting himself a single time thanks to experiencing one (1) positive emotion that helped him transform the same way Daisuke does. He's in so much pain just being alive that a singular positive emotion is more or less a turning point in his whole life. And he still finds time to be the commander of an entire police department, top student in his class, and bisexual disaster. I stand my incredibly sad boy inflicted with chronic 'other people's problems becoming his death sentences" syndrome.

DAMN OKAY

Excellent propaganda! I am now intrigued! This has been copy-pasted into my spreadsheet in its entirety. Thank you very much.

Junelezen 17-Autumn

The King of Il Mheg offered their crown to the anguished hero, and wracked with the fate of worlds, he took it. In the dignity of the faeries halls he was consumed by light, a King of Dreams the world had never known before.

His faeries would play. The people would dream of black and jeweled skies. Salvation would come kindly to them, until every soul saw stars even in the day.

That was it's kindness. That was the kindness of the Autumn King.

To decay in silence.

Such was the reign of Forgiven Betrayal.

(credit to @venusbeautyshock for turning this incredible lewk! Lets go bad end boys!)

Junelezen 22-Harvest

"Phew! Sure is a scorcher out here today! I'm not looking forward to going out mugwort picking today, but I guess the ocean's right there. I can just dunk myself whenever. That actually sounds pretty good, after all this."

"Welp! Time to get back to it! I'm pretty sure this was how this thing was meant to be used :)"

oh thank fuck im caught up

ok i can start posting like a regular person from here out. Oh thank fuck. cheers mate

(also I am aware Im a day ahead for most ppl. Sorry yall! I’m in a different time zone, and its the 20th for me.)