The Beauty of Pure Water

"Please, you shall bear witness to our artistry. A grand illusion of water sculpted by Pokémon and myself!" Affiliated with Cherrygrove City I track the tag #juantriumphant

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Cherrygrove City | The City of Fragrant Flowers

✿ Cherrygrove City is a game-verse & paragraph style Pokémon Role-play group seeking lots of active and available role-players! We to include both new and experienced role-players, and open up lots of avenues for new friendships. Ask to join our Skype group! Canon characters and OCs are welcome.

‣ Game-verse canon characters

‣ Accepting trainer class OCs

‣ Seeking active & available role-players

‣ Skype group available!

We’re a new role-play group so there are plenty of slots available! Please take a look at our Rules page and our Masterlist to see what characters are up for grabs. Your very own Pokémon journey awaits!

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“Like this post for a thread with... me!” { ooc: What do you mean you don’t make fake shoujo manga edits to ask for threads? What other way is there? }

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First Impressions || Juan and Wikstrom

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The smooth, tasteful removal Wikstrom’s hand struck him very much like watching some grand, stately cat had immediately turning to lick clean the spot where Wikstrom had just scratched it. It may have occurred to him to be marginally injured by the gesture, had that train of thought not immediately derailed. That same hand, moments later, clutched dramatically at his steel-clad chest.

“God’s breath!” Wikstrom exclaimed, horrified. “My eagerness falls upon me like deepest shadow, obscuring mine eyes to simple courtesy– surely, Sir Siebold’s name should have been the first word on my lips! I pray you forgive this poor creature of his thoughtlessness…” Wikstrom cleared his throat, standing just a little taller. His tone gradually into something more conversational, if not a touch formal.

“Aye, sir– Siebold is indeed both brother in arms and a dear friend to me, and ‘tis by his invitation I visit you today! I am to be his ‘plus one’ to the very event he is to cater, you know. Ahum… provisionally, that is.

‘Tis his truest wish to provide a perfect service, and I would be devastated to see his dream crushed by my own unwitting hand! My friends’ triumphs are my own, after all– 'tis it not reasonable, then, to size a man up before such a momentous occasion?”

His plus one...? Wikstrom was to be Siebold's date to the event? Perhaps Juan had underestimated the closeness this grand, theatrical knight shared with Juan's favorite French chef...

"'Size a man up', you say? Ah, so here are your true intentions laid bare, sir knight," Juan purred, his smile looking all the more cringed with each passing second. 

But this faltering did not--could not!--last. What sort of man was he, to feel even an inkling of... dare he speak its name... envy? Nonsense! What could the great Juan possibly feel threatened over? No, no, it was merely this giant steel-plated ham's rudeness that had bristled him; to have greeted him with such enthusiasm, only to make clear his insincerity! Yes, this is what bristled Juan now!

"Then, if you would offer me this privilege, allow me to ease the mind of, ah, Siebold's brother?" Juan's hand suddenly came forward to take Wikstrom's into a strong handshake, clapping his other hand on top of Wikstrom’s as well. 

"As the final Gym Leader in all of Hoenn and the Pokémon Coordinating Champion, under which Hoenn's Champion Wallace has studied, you may come to understand I am a man who demands finesse, opulence, beauty...! I would not entrust the opportunity of catering one of my events to a man I did not see these qualities within. And I am, indeed, also a man who loves nothing more than to bring those in need of such opportunities into my world. Ahaha! Can you not see it now, sir knight? With this level of exposure. Siebold is poised to take the world by storm if he plays his cards right! Surely, as a well-known, respected, and talented member of the Elite Four yourself, you understand how advantageous this is!"

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The Family That Dazzles Together | Juan & Wallace

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“Hmm, yes. An eye on someone.” He confirmed.

Thinking about it, it really wasn’t the best idea to tell Juan about the man he admired. Not yet, at least, considering he hadn’t made any advances or anything of the sort.

“I wouldn’t expect to see him there, Juan. He’s a very busy man. I do believe I’ll have to keep my tongue tied about this man’s name until things between us have advanced a bit further, though. Surely you already know how wary I can be of relationships.” Wallace mused. He knew that would only spark more curiosity in his father, but it really wasn’t worth mentioning a name if their relationship never took off. “I do hope you aren’t too horribly disappointed.”

"Ahh, a busy man...!" Juan responded with the same joyous volume as always, despite the tinge of hesitance stirring in his heart. Now, who in the world would be so busy, so private, that they could not even escort Wallace to Juan's party and make himself known? Juan itched at his regal, cleft chin... But, for Wallace's sake, he couldn't let his enthusiasm drop.

"Disappointed? Nonsense! Well, I do wish this man of the hour would reconsider, of course, ahaha! Such a big gathering of respectable ladies and gentleman would surely only prove most advantageous to a man in his... er... position! Yes, I'm quite sure!"

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{ ooc: I don’t want to be the one to have to shake my finger at some of you guys, but it’s kind uncomfortable to see so many people responding to the removal of inactive accounts in public on the dash? You’re putting the people who are active and available to take the character in an awkward position, like they’re a bully moving in on your turf! You’re setting them up for other people to not want to role-play with them and guilt-tripping them out of characters they’ve been waiting to play.

The unfortunate fact of the matter is that school is either starting or just around the corner for a lot of us, and a huge chunk of the group has been either inactive or on long-term hiatus because of it. We should be able to role-play with the people who are actually here. Air out your grievances with the mods, don’t push your fellow role-play partners under the bus. }

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Huh… Ugh, Mon Dieu. What have I done this time. Was it the wine? You better have been on your best behavior, Master Juan.

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“Ahaha…! Am I not always? No, Siebold, it seems a hot day’s fatigue has gotten the better of you; are you not more rested after a catnap basking in the sun? Ahaha! I should hope the sumptuous fabric of my coat serves as fitting bedding for you, if I may be so bold, Siebold…”

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Modesty Mellows with the Wine | Juan & Siebold

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             Siebold, even in his drunken state, still managed one of his infamous scowls as his hand was wrenched against the wall and pinned there with just one graceful flick of Juan’s wrist.

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“Ha…! Your words are as strong as your wine, Siebold…” Juan’s dark brows rose at the accusation.

“Is this what you believe I meant to do? Check you off on a grand list of beautiful bodies that Juan has… devoured…?"

At the very word, his eyes trailed off down Siebold’s neck like some great beast examining his prey.

"Are you of such humility that you could not believe you are of genuine interest to me? Ahaha…"

He could feel Siebold’s body, flushed with heat, pinned by the older man’s girthier frame against the wall. Again, Juan’s fingers pressed against Siebold’s abdomen coaxingly, nimbly pressing on that body filled to the brim with wine.

"That’s not to say I came here with ulterior intentions, you understand. I respect your craft, your talent, Siebold. I respect you… And with that respect, naturally, comes curiosity and intrigue, no? But you… Wound up so tight in that shell of yours, gazing at me with those piercing eyes… Who are you really, Siebold? I want to know all of it…"

Juan had had enough of this distance, this hesitance that separated him from the object of his desires. The gap between them began to close, Juan’s mouth hovering over Siebold’s until he had been enveloped in slow, heated kisses that sucked the tang of Merlot off of his lips.

"You remember how to kiss, don’t you, Siebold…? Ahaha, I know only all too well that you can…”

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The Family That Dazzles Together | Juan & Wallace

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“What can I say? I’m rather known for my flamboyance and exaggeration. It’s only natural I should fear the worst. As Champion, it’s merely become habit to assume that any move made could have uncountable negative outcomes.”

He offered his former master a weary smile, appreciating the way he spoke. It was the same way he spoke to his young apprentice when he was a child, doe-eyed and eager to study under someone so renowned.

“Aha, that’s more than true. You have quite the history of your flirtations, haven’t you? I really do find it remarkable. However, I’m not so much of one for one-night stands, myself.” It was nice to hear the man’s laughter. Wallace would never understand how he could be so quick to brush negativity aside.

“You surely are a sentimental man. I had to have plucked it from somebody, after all. I do so appreciate your reassurances. I suppose it couldn’t cause any harm to attend. Admittedly, I’m rather intrigued by this Siebold fellow. Hm, I doubt such a thing will happen. However hesitant I am to inform you, my tongue loosens. I do have my eye on someone at the moment. You won’t have an inkling to who my affections are tied towards, I’m sure. No, no, it’s not Steven.” He laughed. Though that may have been true several months ago, any romantic intentions towards his best friend had long since faded.

“Master Juan… I do offer my deepest thanks. You never fail to set me sail in the right direction. Now I can only trust you’re telling me the truth.”

"An eye on someone?" 

On the inside, Juan could have jumped right out of his handcrafted dress shoes. Of course, he wouldn't dare be hesitant about it after that grand speech he gave to Wallace! There was a time and a place for overbearing paternal urges, certainly... although if not the notable Steven Stone, he couldn't imagine who had stolen his son's heart. 

"Then, shall I expect to see your amor nuevo alongside you at the party as well? Ahaha! But perhaps I should first ask who he is before I arrange for your 'plus one'!!"

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Modesty Mellows with the Wine | Juan & Siebold

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      Siebolds limbs tangled beneath him as Juan advanced, steadily dancing backwards to maintain a polite distance until his back made contact with the wall. He peers behind him, as if expecting it to open up to more  floor. It hadn’t connected yet in his addled mind that Juan was looming over him until the light was shadowed by his shoulders bearing down on him from above.

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“Aha…! There’s that spark…” he whispered coolly, pulse quickening. “Have I finally drawn the fire out of the kitchen, Siebold?”

That desperate grasp twisting around his wrist was no match for Juan’s intoxicated ambitions. Juan relinquished his hand by sliding it down to meet with Siebold’s instead, fingers intertwining, ‘til he was holding Siebold’s hand captive against the wall.

“Or perhaps your intentions have been forthcoming all this time, and I, not knowing your true nature, could not see it,” Juan murmured, rolling his thigh forward to balance Siebold on its width. “Welcoming me alone into such an intimate setting, persuading me to imbibe from your lavish and delectable offerings…! A man after my own heart, save for playing so coy about it now…”

“To be frank, dear Siebold, the only thing that has been made obvious to me…” Juan’s hand that was not yet preoccupied, adorned with rings of amethyst and silver to match his cravat, now settled on Siebold’s abdomen and pressed on him subtly. “…is that you’ve had far too much to drink!”

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First Impressions || Juan and Wikstrom

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“Ho there, friend! You are Sir Juan, are you not? Gym Leader to this very region’s league?” For politeness’s sake, Wikstrom held out for a total of two or perhaps three seconds before his face was split in twain by a wide, eager smile. He did not wait for an answer.

“Joy and jubilation, it would appear my arduous journey is at its end! Verily, I have been looking for you for the better part of an afternoon!”

He could hear the imaginary sizzle of Siebold’s temper somewhere in the back of his mind… something like frying an egg, he liked to think. Undoubtedly Siebold would be less than pleased that Wikstrom met the fellow ahead of the careful, utterly sterile conditions of the upcoming soirée… but then, Wikstrom was utterly set on making a favorable impression, and how was he to make a good first impression when he barely knew this fellow?!

“Well met, my man, well met!” He greeted, clasping him heartily on the shoulder. “I am Wikstrom, of course– famed steel blade of the Kalos Elite Four! You shall have to forgive me for the intrusion– I fear my curiosity hath bested me most handily~!”

Quite taken by this man's gregarious attitude and fearlessness in approaching him, Juan let out a laugh and gave an understanding pat to the excited ham-sized hand that had landed on his shoulder. 

"Well met, indeed! So there are lively folk in Kalos after all! Ahaha! ¡Estupendo!" Still laughing, Juan plucked the hand free from his shoulder and pat his coat free of any dust. 

"An absolute pleasure to make the acquaintance of another member of the Elite Four!" 

And, judging by his eagerness, nay, his mention of 'curiosity'... A knowing grin crossed Juan's lips, and he arched an eyebrow, sounding oh-so-very nonchalant when he asked: "Would it be presumptuous of me to ask if you are a friend of the Elite Four's Siebold?"

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The Family That Dazzles Together | Juan & Wallace

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“Though you may try, Master Juan, people are not quite so easily calmed as the tide. I am ever grateful for your compliments, as I have always been. While I would otherwise voice my mind, it seems I– Well, you know I have always had difficulties concealing myself from you. There is hardly any other way to express this, except to say I fear losing… Losing the man I respect so much, and losing my father. To a man he loves. That would make me heartless, then, to reject your happiness. It seems I cannot win this battle.”

“Oh… I wasn’t aware he’d be visiting so soon. I suppose I am hesitant to meet someone you seem so passionate towards. You shouldn’t overestimate my ability to befriend others, Master Juan. While I do believe that friendliness is the proper behavior of a Champion, I’m not entirely certain I’ll be able to act quite so politely towards someone I am uncertain of. Then again, I have certainly performed in the face of others. It’s just… This is a much more personal situation. Ah–! How foolish of me, tsk tsk. I shouldn’t be so negative.”

“Why, Wallace...! Such grand expectations you've worked up in your head... Aha, perhaps I should not be surprised; a masterful Champion as you are would not be where you are today without creativity.”

Coming closer beside him, Juan placed a hand on Wallace’s shoulder. He spoke in a softer, more personal voice, one meant especially for the person he regarded as family.

“Wallace. You have known me since your childhood, and in that time, have you ever known me to be one who, ah, cómo se dice, 'settles down'? The waters of Juan are never stagnant! Ahaha!” At the very notion, he was back to projecting with joyous laughter once more. 

“Wallace, surely the joys of wooing another are not foreign to one such as you! You are an apple from the tree of Juan; a beautiful young man, in the prime of your life no less! Now, the exquisite dalliances that make up my extraordinary life may come and go, but you...! You are a mainstay; I've always considered you more like a son than a pupil, and that is how it shall stay! Ahaha! So I insist, come to the party--eat, drink, and perhaps you shall too find there the other half to one night's duet...”

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Modesty Mellows with the Wine | Juan & Siebold

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“Ah… I think,” 

Before he’s able to finish the thought, his drowsy body is lifted up and he is fighting with gravity to center himself. With nowhere left to lean, he shoulders his weight onto Juan and hobbles forward like a newborn fawn for a few steps, trying to orient himself.

His head felt murky, soft somehow. Sleep sounded so tempting, like a succulent cherry on top the world’s most delectable slice of cake. The bed, or even the couch, seemed to be miles away from them however – as if he were floating aimless on a cloud in the thickest of fogs.

“Carry me…? Non, non…” 

He murmurs, trying to motion with his heavy head towards the stairs up to his bedroom loft. Trying to shrink away from Juan, he clears his throat and tries in vain to also clear his head. Oh, the heat licking off his skin was so insufferable.  He unbuttons his collar to let his agonizingly hot neck breathe just a bit as he stumbles over words and his own two feet. 

“You can take my bed, Monssieeur…” 

Siebold offers, slurring a little more than he might have liked.

“Ahaha… You’re far too kind, Siebold,” Juan answered with a deep, throaty chuckle, dark eyes wandering down the column of Siebold’s pale throat. “Even in this sorry state…”

“But it seems the one most in need of a bed right now is you, no?” He watched Siebold stumble forward, feet twisting beneath him and, sadly, guiding him far closer to the off-white wall than the couch. Juan followed in gentlemanly pursuit of his poor, drunk friend, slipping his arms beneath Siebold’s and balancing him against the wall.

“…Of course, I would like nothing more than to join you…!” A sordid, wine-soaked laugh spilled out of him, and his fingers traced the buttons still snug in the grasp of Siebold’s shirt, like a cellist examining the neck of his instrument.

“But then, you seem more tired than I, Siebold… And how feverish you look. You’re burning up! Allow me to help you.”

One by one, like strings, the buttons were plucked free.

"Ah, how unexpected for a Master chef and sommelier, to be so sensitive to the touch of wine… I feel wholeheartedly responsible. Have I proven to be too difficult a customer for you, Siebold...?”

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Modesty Mellows with the Wine | Juan & Siebold

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"Hush, now," Juan whispered, his voice low and breath tinged with the sweetness of wine. He placed a finger to Siebold's lips. "The rudeness is mine alone, dear Siebold; it seems I've allowed our merriment to wander out of hand. How messy..." 

Juan had, perhaps, relied too heavily on alcohol to mellow his companion's nerves, and, in his efforts to see the man beneath the public persona, Juan had instead accomplished getting Siebold absolutely drunk. 

He took Siebold's wine glass by the stem and set it on the table. "I've lost count of what number that is," he chuckled, in reference to the amount of glasses they'd gone through together. 

"Can you stand, Siebold?" Hardly waiting for an answer, Juan swept an arm under Siebold's back to help lift his wobbly, dead-weight body. "Ahaha... Shall I carry you, then...?"

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♞ - Death

"Life is so very short--we are given one glimmering opportunity to shine before we must return to slumber. Make the most of it! Live freely, openly, beautifully!! Daunting though it is, the fleeting nature of life is what grants it its urgency, its motivation; you must seize what lies before you and become great!!"

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The Family That Dazzles Together | Juan & Wallace

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"Ahaha...! A sea of faces, you say? You should know by now Juan's mastery of water...! You remain unforgettable and never petty, Wallace. If there are worries in your heart, I should hope you would express them to me honestly, always!"

"But, if the case is indeed that you have never met Siebold, you will find ample opportunity very soon--I'm bringing him here to Sootopolis to for a dazzling spectacle of a party! You'll come, won't you, Wallace? It will be a good opportunity to get to know the man and make fast friends!"

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♔ - Their childhood

“My childhood! I can still remember it so clearly after all his time. The sort of luxuries I enjoy today are the likes of which I could only dream of as a child... Mamá raised me herself despite her young age, and I quickly grew from a boy hiding behind her apron to the man of the house! Yet, even in my youth, I longed for beauty, for wealth, for fame...!! I dreamt of buying her a mansion and filling it with beautiful, sparkling Pokémon I would catch myself! I dreamt of never needing to worry about cooling off in the scorching sun--we would be surrounded by huge, pouring fountains! I wanted the sunlight to dazzle instead of burn, to bathe in the waters of Sootopolis! Ah, yes... These childhood ambitions did color the Juan you see before you today!”

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♙ - Their first sexual experience { ooc: Not a problem! Thank you for the courtesy! }

“Ahh, si… This was quite some time ago, you understand–I was a much younger man back then! Gawky, voice-cracking… Not a single chest hair to speak of! So different from now!! So very different!” 

“At that time, I was seduced by a woman many years my senior, but, plagued by burgeoning hormones, I yearned to learn her skills of charm, of conquest…! In one humid, sweaty night, I was taught what it means to be a lover, to flourish as an adult…!! And I have graciously applied that knowledge to the many steamy evenings I have known since then…”