josh "elixir" foley (
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they built paradise
WHO: Joshua Foley and YOU!
WHERE: Krakoa
WHEN: ~2019 and back
WHAT: Backdated events! Before his kidnapping.
WARNINGS: nsfw here and there!
OPEN PROMPTS.
a diplomatic visit. ~ two years ago
[ this is a necessary evil. if they want to maintain their independence then they need to be non-threatening, or at least enough of an asset that allies are willing to let them be in exchange for a few favors.
no wonder scott summers lost his mind. his life is nothing but moving parts now. so little is stable and nothing feels certain - this empire is built on sand and the slightest rumble will make it fall. all of this has given him newfound respect for the mutants who had come before him, understanding them in a way he never could have back home... but still with the determination not to repeat their mistakes. if sacrifices are to be made, he intends for them to be his.
and it doesn't leave a lot of time for himself - not when he feels like he's promising parts of his soul to people, and sacrificing what's left to maintain the balance. he's tired twenty-four seven.
and it only worsens when someone docks at their harbor. he could leave this to the rest of the council, but he's always found it better to be the first one to greet a new arrival. lest they decide to try to turn the five into a four. ]
So glad you could make it, [ he says, hoping it sounds genuine. golden hands clasp the outstretched hand, his lips curved into a smile. ] Krakoa welcomes you.
beach day. ~ a year and a half ago
[ keeping krakoa running is a full time job. most of the population is too young to really care for themselves. joshua foley has gone from a largely irresponsible mess to - well, still a mess, but a mess with a ton of responsibilities. david's technology keeps him tapped into almost the entire population of the island and their health.
but sometimes? sometimes he needs none of that. he needs quiet.
the beaches are quiet during school hours. josh is sprawled out on the sand in a pair of black swim trunks, one arm folded behind his head, his eyes shut behind a pair of stylish sunglasses. when the shadow falls across his face he groans low and turns away. ]
Oh come on. I know nobody is dead or dying. [ he pushes the glasses up his face. ] Today is me time. Did we not establish this was me time?
stress. ~ a year ago
[ he doesn't remember what set him off. an article, maybe. something small to feed into growing paranoia. realizing that there's yet another person now on krakoa that shouldn't be. something small, something that he can't catch, and he knows there's no point in having that fight because they've had that fight and he can't justify it.
and so his office is in shambles. his fingers tangled in his hair, eyes clenched shut as he breathes hard. ]
Fuck!
[ he sinks slowly down the wall, gritting his teeth. he hears the door open. ]
Not the time!
WILDCARD.
[ hit me up at minimoffs @ plurk or shoot me a dm if you'd like to plan something specific or something off krakoa! ]
WHERE: Krakoa
WHEN: ~2019 and back
WHAT: Backdated events! Before his kidnapping.
WARNINGS: nsfw here and there!
OPEN PROMPTS.
a diplomatic visit. ~ two years ago
[ this is a necessary evil. if they want to maintain their independence then they need to be non-threatening, or at least enough of an asset that allies are willing to let them be in exchange for a few favors.
no wonder scott summers lost his mind. his life is nothing but moving parts now. so little is stable and nothing feels certain - this empire is built on sand and the slightest rumble will make it fall. all of this has given him newfound respect for the mutants who had come before him, understanding them in a way he never could have back home... but still with the determination not to repeat their mistakes. if sacrifices are to be made, he intends for them to be his.
and it doesn't leave a lot of time for himself - not when he feels like he's promising parts of his soul to people, and sacrificing what's left to maintain the balance. he's tired twenty-four seven.
and it only worsens when someone docks at their harbor. he could leave this to the rest of the council, but he's always found it better to be the first one to greet a new arrival. lest they decide to try to turn the five into a four. ]
So glad you could make it, [ he says, hoping it sounds genuine. golden hands clasp the outstretched hand, his lips curved into a smile. ] Krakoa welcomes you.
beach day. ~ a year and a half ago
[ keeping krakoa running is a full time job. most of the population is too young to really care for themselves. joshua foley has gone from a largely irresponsible mess to - well, still a mess, but a mess with a ton of responsibilities. david's technology keeps him tapped into almost the entire population of the island and their health.
but sometimes? sometimes he needs none of that. he needs quiet.
the beaches are quiet during school hours. josh is sprawled out on the sand in a pair of black swim trunks, one arm folded behind his head, his eyes shut behind a pair of stylish sunglasses. when the shadow falls across his face he groans low and turns away. ]
Oh come on. I know nobody is dead or dying. [ he pushes the glasses up his face. ] Today is me time. Did we not establish this was me time?
stress. ~ a year ago
[ he doesn't remember what set him off. an article, maybe. something small to feed into growing paranoia. realizing that there's yet another person now on krakoa that shouldn't be. something small, something that he can't catch, and he knows there's no point in having that fight because they've had that fight and he can't justify it.
and so his office is in shambles. his fingers tangled in his hair, eyes clenched shut as he breathes hard. ]
Fuck!
[ he sinks slowly down the wall, gritting his teeth. he hears the door open. ]
Not the time!
WILDCARD.
[ hit me up at minimoffs @ plurk or shoot me a dm if you'd like to plan something specific or something off krakoa! ]
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I have been a terrible influence on you.
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[All sense of shame evaporated years ago, when that first massage to relieve tension in David's shoulders had turned into everything swept off of his White Tower assigned desk, with Josh looking up at him with undeniable desire.]
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[ he cackles - he'd always been just enough of a hellion to get under his friends skin. david's influence had been tempering - his own had been chaotic, spurring impulsivity and fleeting moments of selfishness.
another kiss. ]
We could [ another one, to the corner of his mouth ] always go to that cove we built [ another one, grazing his throat. ] for if we were ever feeling outdoorsy.
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Mmmm, cove. Sounds very good.
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and he deserves it. if only for a day. ]
Lets go. [ one last kiss before he's getting to his feet, threading their fingers together and tugging david up. ]
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Well, hadn't Josh taught him a bit about having fun with his life?]
IT was the limerick that did it for you, wasn't it?
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Will carrying you help? Because I want to make sure you get it up.
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Yeah, yeah it will.
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Good enough?
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It'll do.
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[And one he has no problems carrying toward said cove. There was something just short of a promise offered to him and he intended to try and collect.]
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I can't believe we've been too swamped to actually use ethis.
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[Okay, there are WAY different reasons than that. But the fact that David spent so much time with his senses and powers spread through the technology of the island in a very passive way didn't help.
He carries Josh to the edge of the pool and makes as if to drop him in. Instead he lowers Josh so the man can make his own choice.]
I wish we could foster some bioluminescent moss in here or something. Make this place light up.
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some glowy moss would be cool. ]
... I've been meaning to try more stuff with plants actually. Like, seeing if I can broaden the scope of my powers. [ he cocks his head, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully. ] In theory I should be able to make it happen.
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[That's not going to happen, is it? Well, if not, they might get a new arrival who is good with plants and that will be enough for him.]
Join me in the water?
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he slips into the water next to him, letting out a delightful little sigh.
and then he's immediately pressed up to david's chest again, letting his hands skim along his abs. ]
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Oh, not worried about public appearances now?
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[ he kisses david's throat, letting his hands roam a little lower. ]
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[Well, if that's a green light, he has no problem with the breathy gasp as fingers stray. One of his hands finds Josh's to curl into his hair, and another squeezing his ass.]
nsfw happening
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You're desperate.
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[ his cock jumps with interest. sensing david's arousal fueling his own. his hand wraps more solidly around him, pumping quickl. ]
I'm not the one who strolled up on my boyfriend's peaceful beachday all unapologetically horny.
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[Stupid fucking powers. He loves it. This guy works him up so much. And it's not just the power. It's the fact that he's in love with Josh. He rocks forward into the hand and presses a finger home into Josh.]
Horny enough to christen this space with you.
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Yeah? Tell me what you wanna do to me.
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