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bajamutblast ([personal profile] bajamutblast) wrote2025-03-03 11:54 am

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I won't make this prettier what are you talking about.

Notes:

- Gigaflare (March) = 3x Remaining
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cw: vague talk of monstery gore

[personal profile] kingincognito 2025-04-26 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Their tea arriving to the table is a welcome interruption, and he is tempted to lfit the cup to his lips if only to inhale the fragrant steam. But being able to smell it from the table is enough. The scent is soothing, and Dion's presence even more so.

He inhales deeply through his nose, closing his eyes. ]


I... I am certain. It is not a burden for me to speak of it. I live with it in my nightmares so often that it has become a part of my days. I only do not speak of it because I do not wish to burden others.

[ Opening his eyes once more, he parts his lips and pulls in a breath, looking up at Dion for a moment. But once he begins to speak, he looks down at his clasped hands. ]

Shortly after we found ourselves here, we joined a party intent on attacking the enemy while he slumbered through the winter months. But when we came upon him, he was awake. He should not have awakened for some months yet. Our plan failed almost immediately, and we were plunged into utter chaos.

He was... enormous. Like an Eikon. Clive chose to become Ifrit, and he was actually able to damage the fallen sun to an extent. But the moment that I also decided to prime, that false god took control of my body. He set me upon Clive, and I could do nothing to stop it. Could do nothing but watch, like a prisoner in my own body.

[ His hands tighten in their clench. ]

It is because of him that Clive now suffers the curse. It is because of him that my talons, my beak left irreversible scars on my brother's chest from where I was made to tear out his heart. And if it is also because of him that my brother is now missing...
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[personal profile] kingincognito 2025-04-27 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Unfortunately, further praise is impossible with one's tongue so thoroughly preoccupied. But Joshua won't complain, much as he is sure that Dion also won't complain. The desperation of that kiss is mirrored nigh instantaneously, soft noises spilling into Dion's mouth as his free hand scrapes blunted nails across exposed skin. Between them, the hand combined with the prince's tightens just slightly, so that on the next stroke there will be a slight bit more pressure than before.

But it's getting difficult for Joshua to control himself. His hips, too, rut up into the touch, a shaky and jagged movement that isn't at all elegant, but it gets the job done. This time, the sound he looses against Dion's lips is a heady moan, and between them, he throbs just so beneath their combined touch.

But after a moment, he finds that he has to pull back quicker than he'd desired simply to breathe. When he does break the kiss finally, it's with a soft whine, and he remains in proximity with their foreheads pressed together, the tips of their noses bumping with each motion of hips and hands. ]


Founder, I--

[ --can't find the words to finish his sentence, ragged-sounding as it is, because they're caught up in a hitched breath. Perhaps the anticipation and the tension in the air has been building on him since their departure from the motorcycle, because there is a very familiar tension building inside of him now, threatening to spiral out of control. He isn't certain how long he'll be able to last. But, frankly, chasing down completion with Dion is such an enticing promise that he doesn't want to prolong it. If he can push Dion to that edge, he will happily fall over it alongside him. ]
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[personal profile] kingincognito 2025-04-29 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dion has more faith in Joshua than Joshua has in himself. At least he looks like he has a grasp on it, from the outside. Though he's far from the days where he did actively blame himself, there are still so many thoughts of what he could have done differently. So many nightmares where it was his fault.

But he won't say any of that. He won't break the illusion. Dion believes in him, and he wants to cling to that. ]


I... I try. I do.

[ He takes in a breath, reaching out to cup his tea with one hand. Not to lift to his lips, just to touch. The heat on the side of the cup gives him a sensation to focus on. ]

Beiwe's blessing gives me some protection from his influence, I believe, or at least from being corrupted again. But you do not have that protection. If he has turned me against my brother, I fear what might happen if...

[ If he gets his claws into Dion. But he doesn't even want to speak that into possibility. ]

I will not go after him. As much as I desire nothing more, I will not.
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sometime in early may

[personal profile] kingincognito 2025-05-05 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Though the house hasn't been there for long, the onslaught of mushrooms around the Grove has Joshua concerned. It's in good shape, of course, but with how prolific the fungi seem to be, he doesn't want to take any chances of them latching on to the house and eating away at it.

And two sets of eyes are better than one. So, he devises a plan - not difficult to do, it's a simple matter - and then tracks down Dion, wherever it is in the house he might be. ]


Dion. Are you busy? If not, I'd like your help with something.
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[personal profile] kingincognito 2025-05-10 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ah, a map. Very useful, in fact. Joshua recognizes what it is as soon as he sees it, a smile pulling at his lips. It seems as though their current projects will overlap nicely.

His smile broadens as Dion gets to his feet, and Joshua only barely resists the brief urge to lean into him as his boyfriend comes to his side. Recent habit is hard to break. ]


I'd like to start doing daily inspections of the house, to ensure that mushrooms aren't taking root. Dangerous as they seem to be to us, they could also pose a risk to the structure of the house. And two pairs of eyes are far better than one. Care to join me?

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