// “Topaz Pokes a King” -River (2020)

A thousand years later but Sneasel is here to please

Well. At least one of them is.

“...Everyone looks so nice with their shirts off. I... I want to join.”

      Seeing how excited Elijah was did put a slight blush to his face. He never ever seen someone react like that to him. Maybe Pokemon, but that was about it. It was a warm feeling in his chest, holding his hands close to his own chest. He didn’t mind that his boyfriend only got him chocolate, he loved it nonetheless! This was his first ever real Valentine after all! Something that he wanted to last forever in his mind and heart. With more memories still to come. Quince nodded at his boyfriend as he went to the bathroom. Thus he sat down on the couch putting on his brightly colored socks and black shoes. He knew for a fact where they were going first. Quince did say something about burgers and milkshakes. Though the restaurant was in Circhester. It was one of the hottest places in Galar, ironically in the coldest areas of the region. Though it had a home style restaurant vibe with a lot of love put into their cooking.

               “You know, love~ You being here for Valentine’s is plenty for me, honestly! I never celebrated the day, just moped around at home. I just… Wanted to do something special for you. A proper date~”

     Quince spoke as his lover was ready to depart. He thought about for a moment. They could ride on Elijah’s winged pokemon, but the luggage can be a bit of a hassle. Air taxis were easy and just one car. Not to mention the pokemon doesn’t have to worry about another heavy load on their back. Thus the red head shook his head as he gave Elijah his rotomphone. It was the Flying Taxi that he was getting ready to book. Corviknight’s were strong Pokemon at it is, plus they fly pretty damn fast.

                   “I got everything covered, babe~ It’ll be fine and we can sit together in the box car~ Also I wasn’t kidding about going to get burgers and milkshakes. I just didn’t say on where. Heh, though I have to admit… I love seeing you this excited~ I want to see more of it~”

        Quince spoke softly as he placed another soft kiss on Elijah’s lips. Grabbing a hold of the luggage after he booked them a taxi. They will be here pretty soon as it was. Quince’s apartment was only a 4 story with an elevator. Pen house like suits were something, but not that big. That was his opinion anyways. It would be better if he can get a house or a town house of some sorts. Well, that’s when Elijah can get away from his family finally.

                         “C’mon, Eli~ After you~”

      As a gentleman would he was holding the door for his lover.

“I’ve never done anything on Valentine’s Day either... I’d just go get a bunch of discount chocolate the day after.” Whenever he used to walk the aisles of stores and saw the pink giant plushies, he’d dream of the day that his future lover would get him one along with chocolates. After all, they were some of his favorite things. Yet... Quin managed to far outdo those dreams with such a trip! “This is more than a proper date! You’re really spoiling me, you know...” With a smile, he pecked his boyfriend’s cheek. “But there’s no way I’d be humble enough to say no! This is going to be great!”

“So a taxi? Okay!” They could cuddle on the way there! They sure couldn’t do that on Temper. Not to mention they could actually talk; usually it was too loud with the wind to be able to do that. “Aw, that’s so sneaky but cute! I was looking forward to that milkshake though, so I’m happy we’re still getting some~ But food aside, ah! I’m so excited! It’s gonna be so great!” The kiss that Quin gave him was happily received and returned. It was only when Quince grabbed the luggage and opened the door that Elijah finally stopped practically bouncing around.

“Aw, you’re such a handsome gentleman! Thank you!” Once out of the door, he quickly hopped down the stairs. The fact that his boyfriend lived in an apartment, despite Elijah growing up in a manor, never bothered him. It was more of a home than where his family lived. Here, he felt safe, loved, and warm, and that was all he wanted in a home.

“Oh, you were offering that?” he laughs, a little tipsy himself, but not all the way drink like Eli. It seemed the man had hit the hotel bar a little earlier than him.

“Tell you what; if you sober up tomorrow, and you still want to do it? We can talk it through. But how about until then, we can get some water in you and you can sleep it off in my room. How about it?”

He’d be taking the floor or the chair, of course.

“But if I’m sober, I can’t do it! Mm, but it’s probably not good to do it like this either...” Still clinging to his arm, Elijah laid his head on the other’s shoulder and nodded into it. “Water and sleep sounds good though... Let’s share your bed, okay? You’re so nice and warm!” He was a rather obedient drunk, so whatever Cyan decided, Elijah would agree to.

With a sudden realization, and hand came down to pap Cyan’s chest.

Sneasel (got!)

Rotom (plotted)

Nickit (plotted)

Zoura/Zoroark (needed)

Some kind of sneaky flying type (or just can fly)

               “How many kisses do you want, love~? How about billions of them!”

    Quince chuckled as he grabbed a hold of Eli gently. Giving him kisses all over his face and a few on his collar bone. He had plenty of kisses to go around for his boyfriend. He knows when to stop and when it was getting too much. Thus he let go as he hummed in a loving manner. Adjusting his glasses as there was a smug ass grin on his face now. He was surprised that he was here! Just in time for Valentine’s day too! What better way to spend the beautiful day with someone Quince deeply care about! In the past Quince just stayed home, watching movies that weren’t romanced related. Valentine’s day was a lonely day for him due to no having a special someone in his life. He had his Pokemon of course, just giving them imported Poke Puffs from Kalos. Maybe a little something for himself too. He usually waits afterwards for discounted chocolate and sweets. Now he is a party for too! Elijah, his boyfriend, was here! The red head cheeks grew pink as titled his head to one side then the other.

                  “So are you ready for your date~? I set up something for not just me but you, love~ I thought you might like to go… I don’t know… Circhester for the day~? I already booked us a room so there is no turning back!”

        The taller male winked as he jumped out of his seat. Placing his hands on his hips like he was doing a super hero pose. What a dork he was. Though he was excited. Very excited. All the stuff was a surprise for Elijah and oh boy. Quince did a lot of saving already to make this treat happen. It was something special after all! He also wanted to make Valentine’s day very special each year. Something that they will never forget. With that Quince rushed out of the living room to grab his suitcase. It was a nicely plaid green with little Galar tags and stickers on the side of it. It wasn’t all that full, just some basic stuff, his clothes for the night, and clothes for tomorrow.

                        “I grabbed your suitcase too~ Are you ready~?”

Quince had caught on so quickly how much touching Elijah could handle, along with where to and where not to touch. Elijah loved that about him. Now, about a month and a half after they started dating, they could finally start showing more affection towards each other. It wasn’t only head pets and light kisses anymore; now they could even hug! As long as it wasn’t too tight. They could cuddle as well, something Elijah always insisted on doing when it was just the two of them. Still, Elijah would still have to take breaks from cuddling every hour or so. His boyfriend was warm and safe; yet he still had fear that would dwell up when the touching got to be too much.

As the red head showered his lover with kisses, the shorter boyfriend blushed and smiled, accepting every one happily. At the end, he wanted to hug Quince, but that’d be a bit too much for him to handle. Instead, he gave him one small kiss on the lips in return, feeling loved. Of course they would be going on a date, but what Elijah had in mind was far different than what his lover had planned.

“W-What...? Really?! Circhester?!”

“Q-Quin! I thought we were going to go get milkshakes and burgers! All I got you was a stupid box of chocolates, and you got me a trip to Circhester?! But- ahh- yes I’m ready! No, wait, I’m not, I have to pee, I’ll be right back!” White hair flashed away as he ran to the apartment’s bathroom. Geez, such a trip for their first Valentine’s Day...? Quin really loved spoiling him. How in the world did he save up for such a thing? But he was right; there was no turning back. Not that Elijah would want to. He wanted to go to Circhester so bad, and he had hoped and hoped he’d get a mission there, but hasn’t yet. Going with his boyfriend would be much better, though.

One finished and had collected his thoughts, he returned to Quin to give him a hug and kiss.

alias. River

birthday.  April 14th

gender.  Boi (he/him)

relationship status.  Single

zodiac sign.  Aries

siblings.  An older brother and an older sister. I love them both!

time.  9:18 AM Eastern time

type of phone.  iPhone 6

love or lust.  Love!

lemonade or ice tea.  Lemonade. I hate tea. I can’t have caffeine anyways rip

cats or dogs.  Both! Though I know dogs better.

coke or pepsi.  RC. Though I can’t drink pop anymore :,(

day or night.  Day. Once it gets dark my body says it’s sleepy time

makeup or natural.  Natural, I’ve had makeup on liiiike 3 times maybe?

met a celebrity?  I met Micheal Sam (gay football player), he gave me a hug and I had to go to the chiropractor

chapstick or lipstick.  Chapstick

    It was unsurprising and, dare he say, expected that a thief would be quite nimble on their feet. What was surprising, on the other hand, was just how quick Elijah had started on his way, with Zech actually staying frozen in place from disbelief with how quick he had started moving. “H-Hey, wait a sec! Don’t forget that you’re supposed to be leading me here!” Now that he finally set himself to moving as well, this was starting to feel more like a pursuit than a simple guide.

    “Well, to be honest, I was wanting to stop you from stealing from abandoned homes…” He murmured under his breath as he ran to keep up. But, then again, even if he ran off the one thief, it didn’t mean it would keep the homes safe from others after he was gone. An awkward consideration in retrospect. “…But, yeah. I’m Zechariah, or just ‘Zech’ for short. And I’m also glad things have started warming up between us. Not really a fan of making enemies if I don’t have to.”

    At their current pace, it certainly didn’t take too much longer to reach their destination. The real challenge was just keeping up. Zech paused from entering right away though, studying the entrance for a few moments before glancing over towards Elijah. “…Well, why don’t we let you enter first? I’ll be right behind you, and I’m sure your friend would appreciate seeing your face first and foremost.”

After the other’s comment, Elijah did slow down just a notch, but was still moving plenty fast. He couldn’t wait for his much needed meal, after all! Besides, it seemed like the other could keep up.

Though he heard that Zech wanted him to stop looting abandoned homes, he didn’t say anything about it. He didn’t want to tell him that he wasn’t about to stop. Maybe one day he’d be in a position he wouldn’t have to do such things, but he couldn’t see that being anytime in the near future.

“Zechariah? That’s a good name. It fits you.” Elijah meant it, as well, and he hoped Zech would believe him. Thieves weren’t often taken for their word, after all. “I agree. When even those who are supposed to be on my side only want to use me, I certainly don’t need more real enemies.” Though he kept his pace, Elijah began to wonder; maybe his father was a real enemy? And if that was the case, what could he even do about it?

Once to the tavern, the young man stared at the door until Zech spoke up. After so much excitement he suddenly felt shy about seeing the woman who had been so kind to him. However, shy or not, his hunger got the better of him, and he nodded before entering. Almost immediately, the tall and muscular woman spotted the boy, but didn’t make a fuss; rather, she patted at a table for him to come sit down at.

Of course, he did so, and once he sat down she set two glasses of water for the boys. She had a suspicion that the man he brought with him would be the one to pay for the meal, but she wouldn’t bring that up.

“What would you like today, kiddo?”

“Medium rare steak! And mashed potatoes! And milk!”

She laughed.

                      ﴾ ♔ ﴿                   ———————

        To think that Elijah would         lighten up so much, and         towards SIEBOLD of all         people!! Siebold never even         considered HIMSELF as a         humorous person, perhaps         even having a terrible sense         of humor. This was…weird.         And the tone shifts even more         (for the worse) as he heard         the mans peak.         ‘Quit THAT’? The UNSAVORY         and putrid practice of harvesting         the dead for ingredients in order         to hide evidence. Is this what         Elijah meant but ‘that’? Well,         if it were the truth, and the man         would not turn down a chance         to have SIebold’s cooking…         “We cannot be on the same         terms on everything, hm?          No matter how many times         someone with a cute face         asks of me, there are some         thing I simply cannot let go         of.”

“Aw, Siebold, are you saying that I have a cute face?~” Teasing the chef would never get boring. There was something so exciting about having fun with someone so dangerous. That was the reason why he didn’t avoid Siebold at all costs, right?

“Of course! We also have blankets in case you need to take a rest.” He motions for him to sit on a chair she put out and starts to get hot water out of a heater. “We’ve also got some room temperature water for those that want just a normal drink.”

She hands the two drinks and she settles back onto her own stool, tending over a lunch she made. 

“What brings you out here on such a biting day? If you don’t mind me asking.” She brings a thermal to her lips taking a long drink. “Are you looking for a specific pokemon? A challenge?” 

Happily, Elijah sat down on the chair, having his Sneasel sit on his lap. The second his new best friend for the day set the drinks down, he took sips of the hot chocolate, and let his Pokemon try it as well. Though her trainer seemed to love it, she wasn’t a fan of it being hot. It’d be much better if it were cold! Elijah sure didn’t mind if she didn’t like it- more for him.

“Oh, none of that. I’m very used to the cold, so I don’t mind it. I’m actually going out to look for some lost travelers, and bring them back to town. You know- trying to keep the place less haunted.” Being thin and short, one wouldn’t think that Elijah would have the ability to do such a rescue. And they’d be completely right. That’s where his Pokemon came in!

“Human’s suck though. I don’t even get along with the ones at the farm.”

The all got so jealous, and angry at him. All because Elijah took an interest in him and favored him over the other humans. He didn’t get the point of getting jealous. He got fed on just like them. He still had his blood taken just like them. The only thing he really got was slightly better food and the chance to go outside every once in a while.

“Maybe… I won’t let you replace me.”

The statement sounded like a threat. A laughable one really. Elijah was a vampire with infinitely more strength than he did. Plus, he was immortal, and Lilac was just a human. “W-we could fake our deaths! Move to another area! Uh, change me into a vampire?” He’s been reading an awful lot of odd books lately.

“Hah, maybe you just need to practice on someone to get used to the idea?” He grinned, “That’s the fun of it, no control. I can see why someone would panic.”

“...You don’t get along with the other humans at the farm? Is it because of me...? I’m sorry, Lilac. You know we can stop this whenever you want to. Though... Personally, I don’t think you want to. Correct me if I’m wrong.” Elijah was truly sad to hear that his favorite human wasn’t getting along with the others. Poor guy. If only he could just keep him in his room... No, no. They don’t do that anymore. They weren’t pets. Stop thinking like that.

“Heh, if you’re able to make me not replace you, please do it. I don’t want to leave you.” At the next comment, Elijah raised an eyebrow. “It’d be easy to fake your death. Mine, though... But... It would be great to leave and do what I want with my life... Lilac, if I turn you into a vampire, you realize you’d be completely dependent on me, right? You won’t be able to survive without my blood, so we’d literally have to be together forever. You... You don’t want that, do you?” Surprisingly, Elijah considered it. He doubted he’d actually do it, but if it was what Lilac wanted...

“Yeeeah, I don’t think anyone is dying to get tied up by me. Sounds fun, though.”

Hey sexy, if I flip a coin, what’s the chance of me getting head? (He’s definitely drunk)

@coldbornthief

“Well, I think the probability is fifty-fifty, right?”

“Wait a sec, why do you smell so much like booze? How many have you had??”

“Noooo, not like the side of the coin head! Like a blowjob head! Wanna give me a blowjob? Or the other way around?” Probably not a good idea, Cyan. He’s holding onto the other’s arm for support just to stand. Normally he wouldn’t be able to do such a thing, but being drunk was the easiest way to get over his haphephobia.

💕for a deep, passionate kiss

       Quince had Elijah over at his apartment, having some quality time with one another. Mostly Elijah cooking dinner and watching a match on the telly. After the match was over he was ruffling up the white locks the other male had. Soft like powder snow. That was something that both of them were getting use to. Touching one self. Not in a sexual way but more of a bonding and romantic way if that. That is what Quince thought anyways. All about bonding and Elijah getting use to touch from him. He was gentle, nothing rough. Ruffling up his partner’s hair was rather calming. Until Elijah did pop the question. Working on touch? Well… Guess it wouldn’t hurt… Thus the taller male started to scoot closer to his boyfriend. His hands removed from the locks. Wondering where he should touch first.

                  “If it starts to hurt in any kind of way… You let me know alright…? Just say the word, love…”

     Quince spoke in a calm manner as he still had his hand raised. It was his left hand who began to start touching Elijah’s right cheek. He knew how sensitive he was with his scar so he wasn’t going to touch it. For now at least. There was a slight blush on the the taller male’s face as he hummed in a soft tone. His boyfriend’s cheek was warm and soft. Like fresh baked dough in the palm of his hand. His thumb was lightly rubbing his cheek as Quince was staring at those eyes of his. They were red like pure rubies that sparkle. It was hypnotizing but also in a calm way. Made his cheeks blush more as he realized that he was inching closer towards Elijah’s face. Closer and closer till he felt soft lips on his. His eyes closed as deepened the kiss more. His heart was controlling him at this point. Screaming at him to kiss him, show him affection. Made Quince’s pulse sky rocket.

        He was like this for a few more seconds till he moved away. Narrowing his eyes as he pressed his free hand up to his mouth. His face was a deep crimson at this point. Realizing what he had done. It wasn’t a bad thing… Far from it… Quince wanted to kiss Elijah like that for a while. That kiss on New Years was so quick, he wanted more. His left hand still had a gentle hold on the other’s cheek as Quince tried to speak. Thus he took a deep break as his heart was being calmed. Still that didn’t shy his blush away further.

                 “I-I apologize…. Just I wanted to properly kiss you…”

Elijah loved when his boyfriend played with his hair. It felt great, and it was their way of being able to show physical affection. They could kiss as well, but so far, not for all too long. Not that Elijah couldn’t handle it, but they just hadn’t gotten to doing that yet. He wanted more than anything to be closer to Quince, and not only physically. They had barriers they had to break down, and they were both willing on working like that.

Holding tightly on a pillow, Elijah tried his best to breathe slow and steady as he watched Quince touch his cheek. There was a small sharp breath in when he was first touched, but he didn’t pull away. Slowly, he let out a long breath, only noticing how close Quince had gotten when their lips were touching. The kiss caused him to forget about the touch on his cheek for just a moment. The fear and pain had vanished for a moment.

“I want to, too. It helps.” Pulling Quince’s free hand away from his face, he gave the other a small peck on the cheek. “Let’s keep doing that. But nothing more for now, okay? Just small gentle touches like before.” Leaning in, he once again began kissing, holding gently on Quince’s shirt on his chest.

Toku stayed quiet, listening to the young man’s explanation.

“Yes, I imagine it’s not a healthy thing for him to move with his vines and let his body atrophy.” He stares at the bulging bulb, then gives a decisive nod.

“This is what we will have to do; your pokemon doesn’t have to evolve, but I’m going to have to do a bit of pruning.” he drags his fingers lightly around the seems where the pink petals were starting to burst out.

“We’ll remove the bulb, first. Let the petals breathe, and from that I will start the delicate process of pruning the petals back so that they’re more manageable for a bulbasaur body.”

“Unfortunately, that means surgery. And the possibility you may have to come back in the future if the flower is once again too heavy. But they won’t have to evolve, and it will be a fairly painless procedure.”

He looks to the man, now, face serious. “Is this an acceptable alternative?”

“Th-that sounds more than acceptable!” He couldn’t believe there was another option! That was great! If only he knew, he would have brought Forest to a Pokemon doctor much sooner! “But, of course, it’s not up to me.” His attention turned to his Bulbasaur, who was looking at the pink-haired man with wide eyes. Forest looked at Elijah, then back to the man, then with a giant smiled nodded and reached his vines out to grab the doctor’s hands, leading them both to his bulb. He was going to do it now, right? Then do it!

@coldbornthief​ entered the bar!

   “H-Hey, uh– WAIT!! Come back!! You dropped something!”

   Probably. Maybe. He was pretty sure he’d seen it fall somewhere behind the teen’s feet. But maybe it was better if he’d just hallucinated it, because he had a good few questions about what it was that dropped to the ground.

“Hm?” Elijah turned to first see the much taller man, who looked like he might have been frightened, or at least shocked. Then he found what had the other a bit ruffled; a dozen or so human eyeballs rolled around behind Elijah’s shoes. Of course, Elijah knew exactly what they were, so he kneeled down and began picking them up and putting them back into the box he was carrying.

“That’s weird; the box was locked. I wonder if a ghost is playing a trick on me. Thank you for letting me know, though!” With the last eye, a beautiful blue one, he held it out for the other to see, looking up with his own shining red eyes.

"So... You're telling me to eat as many bugs as possible then?"