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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 8h

Apparently so many of my pictures from today are blurry lmfao but man.. those mountains sure are rocky...

Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 8h

Day 1: Dreams Have some old In From the Cold nightmares :D 🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/43902517 #AutumnRepost #wolgraha #ffxivfic #ffxivwriters

Screenshot of a fic on ao3.
Title: battle scars
Author: steamingcupoftea
Summary:
He tried to shape out the words, but his mouth felt wrong. His tongue. How he hadn’t noticed it until then, he didn’t know, but this unfamiliar body lacked a tongue.

He could cry out, but he wouldn’t be able to say anything intelligible – and maybe that was by design. Maybe this had been Fandaniel’s plan all along, to drop him just far enough away that he’d never be able to make it in time and take away the only other way he’d be able to stop them. To force him to watch his own body-

No, he couldn’t think about that.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

So Penn State sucks at football, but I soooo appreciate that anywhere I go I can find a bar to watch the game, thanks Denver lmao

A hand holding up a drink at a bar with the Penn State vs USC game on on a tv in the background

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

oh.... i put the professorial glasses on Celestaux and.... these might be his new glasses going forward

Celestaux, a Duskwight Elezen man, standing with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. He is wearing the newest "Professorial Glasses" in game, which have a black upper frame with gold wire rims on the bottoms.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

I spent probably too much money today, but it was worth it. Look at my new blown glass son

A light blue glass slug with dark blue eye stalks.

Another angle of the same blown glass slug, this one highlighting how far apart its eyes are.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

Day 30: Vestige Finishing it off by torturing that catboy one more time! Happy last day!!! CW: G'raha's identity crisis post Exarch soul merge. Minor suicidal ideation. ellipsus.com/read/3tceMLd...

When G'raha Tia awoke in his Tower to the Warrior of Light smiling and crying tears of what seemed to be joy, or perhaps hope, overtop of him, he didn't know how to feel. He had no idea how much time had passed, what may have occurred, what caused them to weep, or – least of all – what was to come for him.

There had been barely any explanation given to him as, what he would come to learn, was the soul transfer vessel of the Exarch – another version of himself, of his soul – was thrust towards him while the Warrior looked on with so much hope in their eyes. He'd do anything for them, do anything to please his inspiration, his lodestar, his hero… so he made no comment to them on how excruciating the merging of souls was.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

Day 29: Layer I decided I needed to torture that catboy again. CW: describing the Exarch's crystallization process in detail, so the injury and crystal necrosis and him reacting to the pain ellipsus.com/read/s3Al5yt...

It started slowly, almost imperceptively.

G'raha Tia hadn't noticed it at first, hadn't noticed the pin prick of crystal that started on his chest, just above his heart. It was an annoyance, an itch.

When he did notice it, he rationalized it away. It was a trick of the light, a scab from some wound that only looked to be crystal – anything other than the truth. He wasn't yet ready for the truth.

Though, nothing could've truly prepared him for the truth.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Day 28: On Thin Ice Thought about taking the prompt literally and about my good friend Stephanivien. There was more to these thoughts, but I have none time to write them so maybe I'll come back to this next month lmao ellipsus.com/read/ct7PJ5u...

The winters had always been harsh in Coerthas – never as bad as the days that her people knew not were coming in their futuure, but harsh nontheless. The lakes and rivers froze over, fields were blanketed in thick layers of snow, and the winds whipped down off the mountains. Every child grew up with the knowledge of the dangers of the winters.

All of those warning had gone from his mind, though, as Stephanivien ran away from his sister, laughing as he chased her with a snowball.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

Day 27: Bonus Wasn't gonna write anything today then I thought of this silly self indulgent modern au thought and had to lmao. It isn't often that Gwen gets pieces of me, but she does get to have my lack of chill about football

"Your job is to catch the fucking ball," Gwen groaned, throwing herself back against the couch dramatically. "I hate this game."

"You know you can turn it off," her brother said evenly from across the room, making Gwen spin around and glare at him.

"If you touch that remote, I'll kill you right here," she spat, making him simply roll his eyes and return to whatever it was that he was working on – probably grading papers, if she had to guess.

"Please no murder in the house, I just cleaned the carpets," her dad sighed, coming into the living room with a bowl of chips. "Maashtaya, let your sister whine about her team, we both know she doesn't hate it. Gwen, don't threaten to kill your brother, he knows not to touch the remote," he added, sitting down beside her on the couch.

Gwen just mumbled an agreement and heard her brother sigh something in response. "I do hate it," she grumbled, turning her attention back to the screen just as the ball was snapped.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Day 26: Susurrus No msq canon spoilers (but in my head it's set in post-dt, even if there's no indication of that). Have just me going off with my West Shroud and Foulques headcanons. ellipsus.com/read/2mfmqlk...

The wood was silent, only the sound of the wind blowing through the young trees adding to the peace. Even years after the Calamity, life as it'd once been hadn't quite returned to the West Shroud. Nearly a decade and a half past and the scars on the land were still prominant, even if the trees had started to recover and grass carpeted the ground again. There wasn't an animal in sight. No chirping birds nesting in the trees, no tracks cutting through the grass… even the wildlife knew that this was still a solemn place, a memorial.

Foulques walked silently through the regrowth, doing his best to disturb as little as possible.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Day 25: Cynosure Post-ShB. Foulques confronts the Exarch. ellipsus.com/read/4PgAGke...

"You're in love with him," Foulques said it like it was a fact, not a question, taking the Exarch off guard. His tone was tight, but not necessarily unkind, which only left him even more unsure of where this conversation would go.

It felt like his balance shifted and he clutched his staff a little tighter, turning to look up at the man.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

Day 24: Drift Post-canon, but Celestaux time. He's got a force ghost that has been along for the ride for quite a while. (Force ghost, of course, being @laspocelliere.bsky.social) cw: references to the death/murder of a child (not Celestaux's) ellipsus.com/read/7maxPQ7...

The wind blew in harshly, leaves drifting on the wind. Celestaux let his eyes track one, following its path across his yard before he turned his attention back to his daughter.

And the breath caught in his throat for a moment as he saw someone else standing there.

A woman – for a moment he thought he was witnessing the ghost of his mother, but no… his mother had never appeared to him like this woman had and the sharpness to her features gave her away every time.

Celestaux had a cousin once. Sort of.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Day 23: Egress Don't have the spoons to think of prose, so have some rare magnet poetry from me about my girl Gwen. (I know the word was egress and not ingress but shhhhh, this is what happened when I sat down in front of my word wall)

Individual magnet words on a black background that write out the poem:

she stands there
not knowing if she belongs
not knowing if she can bring herself to enter

so much has changed
the world is not the way it was
but no that's not right

she is the one that's changed
and it scares her more than she can say

so she keeps quiet
her feet planted at the door
afraid to take that first step in

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Day 22: Train Sparring? Flirting? Both? Have some actual Foulques/Celestaux/G'raha for once this month lmao. No spoilers, just me hoping this is coherent ellipsus.com/read/5MZlp5h...

"Getting tired, sunlight?" Foulques goaded, sneering at G'raha.

G'raha didn't take the bait, though, grinning back with a glint in his eye. "Not even a little, my dear. Why? Are you in need of a break?" he asked back, lunging forward with his sword just to have it immediately knocked aside.

Foulques only snarled in response, swinging his greatsword forward against G'raha's shield.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

I went back to look at when I finally formalized Foulques existing in my canon and was trying to figure out a ship name for Foulques/Celestaux/G'raha and let it be known that @laspocelliere.bsky.social gave the funniest answer

A message from Thorne that reads "3OH!3's A Crowd"

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

Thank you for coming to my ramblings, I'm holding up my dolls excitedly

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

He's cold and angry and as soon as everything was settled, Celestaux had to immediately go back and get him a coat and a thermos of tea. Just very "I'm not mad at you, but I am mad at the situation and I hate your job" lmfao

Foulques of the Mist dressed in a long black jacket with a high collar, black pants, and a hood over his head. He stands with his arms crossed and looks miserable in the cold.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

They were, unfortunately, right. I needed to make a red sauce

A blue pot on a stove, the pot is full of homemade tomato sauce

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

Day 21: Better Late Than Never Very short and messy one today just so I keep up with it. EW Spoilers, Azem time. ellipsus.com/read/4bvzQqK...

Soft snores echoed in the room and it was as if the sound of his partners sleeping bled some of the tension out of his constantly on edge body. The sound of slow breathing and the sight of the shape of two bodies pressed together in the large bed set him at ease. The traveler was home.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

sometimes you need a groupchat of sickos to give you the juice to find something awful to write about

When his arm crystallizes, it's agony – like a necrosis creeping down his shoulder, consuming the flesh as it went ilm by agonizing ilm. His flesh feels like it's set aflame, burning as crystal takes its place. The chirurgeons and healers that worry over him ask about it, wonder if there's anything they can do.

The Exarch tells them that he can't feel it, that it's numb all the way down, that the crystal feels as if it's not his own limbs anymore.

It's a lie.

Instead of his nerves going dead when they'd consumed by crystal, they light up, as if every sensation, every feeling is magnified through it. It shouldn't be the case, it makes no biological sense, but then again the Tower's magic defies most odds.

By all accounts he should be dead, but the Tower forces him to keep living, keeps life flowing through his veins even despite his best efforts.

So when he loses complete function in his crystalline arm, joints stiff and frozen in place, he knows what he has to do, but he hesitates. He knows the pain will be excruciating, likely nearly unbearable, but there is no other option. There is no other way for him to continue – he knows this as soon as he is nearly too slow, nearly loses a whole squadron of his people because his reflexes are just slightly too slow.

Somehow, despite how much he tried to prepare himself for it, the Exarch underestimates the pain.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

Day 20: Extra Credit EW spoilers. Foulques stays behind when the Ragnarok leaves and barely leaves his post, waiting for them to return. ellipsus.com/read/304v6Iy...

Foulques stood on the dock after everyone had long gone, staring up at the night sky as if he could send his hope – his desperation – off to the edge of the universe where his partner was. Maybe if he squinted hard enough up there he might see the ship returning – maybe he could be the one to announce that they were back.

Or maybe if he kept looking up there, praying to any god that might listen, hoping against all odds, then he could sense that his other half – his better half – was okay, was alive, was coming home to him.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

like bestie yeah, steeling himself for what? you're the one who could answer that question? you couldn't have thought up something?

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

Day 19: Liminal The liminal space between life and death and how Gwen gets home after EW CW: graphic descriptions of injury, blood, death/near death, discussions of death/dying, and some suicidal thoughts ellipsus.com/read/2mc3i11...

and then… then it all went dark.

Peacefully, blessedly dark and slowly the pain started to fade into nothingness, her body blessedly and completely numb. It would end soon, she'd be able to rest finally.

"Oh my dear little twig," a voice beside her ear nearly made her jump, though that shouldn't have been right. She should've been dead.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

oh okay, he's perfect??? he's keeping me company while I write now

Little chibi desktop companion of Celestaux

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

Day 18: Reason Set within a week of yesterday's fic because Gwen is really stuck on the mind. If the last couple hundred words don't make sense, I'm so sorry, the edible won ellipsus.com/read/2vNKtSs...

She fucked up.

Gwen knew it the moment she got home after all the adrenaline finally bled out of her and realized that Farim was well and truly gone. And in every moment since since she'd felt like she couldn't breathe because part of herself had been forcibly ripped away, she knew that he was right.

And what made it worse was that everything he'd said had far too much truth to it. He really did have every reason to leave her.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

she's fine, don't worry about it, she's coping sooooo well

Gwen, a Duskwight Elezen woman, sitting on the edge of a bed with her legs crossed, one elbow resting on her thigh and her head resting in that raised hand. At the foot of her bed lay a pile of plushies and a vanity table is not far. The room is dark, only a bit of light trickling in. Gwen is dressed in a plain blue t-shirt and black sweatpants, and the look on her face is sad, confused, and unfocused as she looks off into the distance past the camera.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

Success, Celestaux's house is spooky which means that I have to make *my* house spooky this weekend lmao If anyone wants to drop in, his door is always open on Cactuar :D

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

Day 17: Fret No major plot spoilers, but does technically take place post-EW. This is basically a few months after the fic @regulationbluebunn.bsky.social wrote for yesterday's prompt in the Gwen timeline ellipsus.com/read/49j0jng...

"He hurt her," he stressed, the wind carrying her frustrated scream up to them and making something angry twist inside of him.

Maashtaya knew he'd been right, he knew that he should've listened to his gut when he saw the way Farim looked at his sister. Farim had hurt her, he had been right to have that nagging feeling that he couldn't be trusted with her. All that talk about fighting hard for the chance to have a lifetime with her and he'd left her. How could he just leave her like that? After everything they apparently went through?

"She was hurting herself – they were hurting each other," his papa said, breaking through his thoughts and having him whip around to look at him, finally tearing his eyes away from his sister.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

My boys!! I really need to take updated pictures of them, I only have gposes from pre-graphics update but 🥹🥹 they're still very important to me. The tiptoes one was one of my first gposes and it's still one of my favorites #wolgraha #gposes

Celestaux, a Duskwight Elezen man, and the Crystal Exarch stand in the Crystarium, Celestaux wrapping one arm around the Exarch's chest and holding him close, his other hand resting on the Exarch's hip. Celestaux is looking up at the night sky and smiling softly. The Exarch has his one hand resting on top of Celestaux's on his hip and is looking up at Celestaux, who is seemingly unaware of the Exarch's gaze, and smiling.

The crystal exarch rests his forehead against Celestaux's, a duskwight elezen man's, forehead, one of the exarch's hands rests on the Celestaux's chest. Celestaux is wearing a white shirt with brown suspenders and his hair is black with white streaks in the front. They are both smiling at each other.

A torso down photo where you cannot see their faces of Celestaux, a Duskwight Elezen man, holding the Crsytal Exarch in the Ocular. Celestaux is dressed in a blue suit and dress shoes and is leaning down, his arms wrapped around the Exarch's waist, while the Exarch is standing on his tiptoes and has his arms raised, presumably resting around Celestaux's neck.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

Day 16: Steel EW spoilers, canon divergence. CW: description of major injuries, blood, canon character death, ambiguous potential character death. Very end of EW Gwen timeline from G'raha's pov :) ellipsus.com/read/lAdzBFz...

He'd steeled himself for the possibility of the Warrior of Light disappearing the second she'd told him of her plight. The second Gwenette Vairemont looked at the Exarch and confessed that she was not of this world, of this timeline, of this dimension, and that in another universe she was his daughter, G'raha had begun to prepare for the day she returned to that time.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

Day 15: Prodigy No msq spoilers, teenage Gwen time in the Studium! ellipsus.com/read/3DZpKMR...

"And finally… Miss Gwenette Vairemont?" the professor called out and Gwen could already hear the recognition in his tone – this would go one of two ways and she was already exhausted for the year ahead.

"Present," she mumbled, just loud enough to be heard as she sunk down in her chair.

The man's head snapped over to her and she knew immediately what response he'd give based on the way his brows furrowed for just a moment. "Do you have an older brother?" he asked after a slight pause, and Gwen sunk lower in her seat.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

dropping Celestaux off at #LibraryDaysAP so I can figure out how to write today's prompt

Celestaux, a Duskwight Elezen man, leaning back against a wooden deck outside at night with a small smile on his face.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Day 13: Extra Credit Decided Maashtaya should get a turn. No spoilers, takes place post-canon and right after Gwen disappears ellipsus.com/read/3bf9yQN...

For all that they fought and didn't see eye to eye, she was still family – she was still his little baby sister than he'd vowed when he was just thirteen years old to watch over and protect. He could remember so, so clearly the day they'd finally adopted her and brought her back to their Ishgardian cottage, the little baby girl wailing from the cold – she'd quieted when he held her, though. Her wide blue eyes looked up at him, her freckled nose scrunched up as she observed him. It was then that he promised to always be there for her.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Day 12: Fusion Porn with some plot in there, nsfw Foulques/Celestaux, set in early shb 🫣🫣 This is the first time I've written smut for Celestaux, so be nice to me ellipsus.com/read/pKu6okZ...

"You're in your head tonight," he heard Foulques say and Celestaux didn't even have the energy to deny it.

There was too much happening, too much needed of him, always something needed of him – and he was always more than willing to help, to go where he's needed, point his lance at anyone who gets in the way, to run through anyone threatening his friends and allies. But he was exhausted, exhausted from constantly being needed, constantly having to think and lead and stab his lance through enemy after enemy, exhausted from the swirling pressure that bubbled under his surface that began after he slayed the first Lightwarden that he'd still yet to bring up to anyone, exhausted from–

"Still in your head, Starlight," Foulques said again, this time closer, his warm breath against Celestaux's ear as he said the old Gelmorran nickname making him shiver.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

Day 11: Oblivion Gwen's thought process as she hears the song of oblivion at the edge of the universe while her best friend didn't return with the Scions. EW spoilers and cw for some suicidal thoughts ellipsus.com/read/DTge5vO...

The song of oblivion played out around her, the Endsinger intent on ending it all, ending her and everyone in this world, and part of Gwen wanted to let it. The Scions may have been returned to her, but the most important person in her world hadn't been – the one person who knew her, who understood her in ways that no one else in this world could, was still gone. She'd tried over and over, pulling on the magicks of the stone that had never worked right for her, had always ever called shades of people to her side instead of the people themselves, but she couldn't even call even the shade of him to her side. He was simply gone and the Scions and the Ancients and Meteion herself had to watch as panic rose in her and she nearly broke right then and there among the flowers.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

Day 10: Upbraiding Set pre-canon, mild like character study of Countess de Fortemps ellipsus.com/read/1zlVIL3...

"Sit up straight, Artoirel, we're not commoners," Gaelle de Fortemps snapped in a hushed tone under her breath as they sat in the family pew, her eyes not leaving the priest as he droned on with the usual sermon at the lectern.

Emmanellain stayed blessedly quiet in her arms, the babe dozing off almost instantly when the priest began the mass; she chose not to think about that too hard, he still was too young for it to be an omen. He wouldn't disappoint her family, too.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

Day 9: Boustrophedon EW spoilers, set back in Celestaux's hometown post Ultima Thule during his recovery ellipsus.com/read/53uvjtG...

Celestaux watched as Yvelont directly directed the animals to drag the plow across the fields, back and forth in their neat little lines, preparing the soil for planting in just a few days. It was methodical, second nature after centuries of the same act being taught and passed down for generations. Celestaux had done it for years himself in the very fields he was watching; he and his father out tilling the soil in neat little rows back and forth, getting it ready for the animal feed to be planted for the year. It was just part of the normal preparations this time of year, readying for everything to have life breathed back into it by the gods – both Nophica and the old gods alike.

The equinox was the start of it all. It signified new beginnings, fresh starts, new life.

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Celestaux - FFXIV Write success @duskwightdancer.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

My boys from @froggercube.bsky.social made it home to meeeeeee. Thank you so much again, they're absolutely perfect 🥹🥹🥹

Two acrylic standees, one of Foulques of the Mist and one of my Warrior of Light, Celestaux. Foulques is dressed in all black leather and stands with his arms crossed, smirking. Celestaux, a Duskwight Elezen man, is dressed in a simple green tank top and brown pants and stands with one leg crossed over the other, grinning widely.

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