#Ginjiro Lugia

[shimmeringtidepools]

Welcome to the Newly Formed:

✨Beautiful Lugia Club!!✨

Founded and hosted by Ryuki and the shimmering Ginjiro from @symphonies-of-silver

Matching shirts are in production!!! Maybe

[askchimeknight]

"My, you are one brave little chime to be taking care of such an egg. If you would accept, I would give you my blessing in hopes that you may safely bring the little one to its destination." The Lugia offered, having stopped in his travels to asses the egg he had sensed. And it was indeed what he thought it was. "Given how precious this cargo is, I'd even offer to help take you to its destination. Quite the important little one that will be to the ocean."

Chime is only slightly overwhelmed...

[ask-team-spectrum]

"My, my. What a naughty soul. Stealing pokemon are we?" Ginjiro remarks telepathically as he perches himself a bit away from the group. He seems suspicious of the human, but his concern lies mainly with the Froakie. "Are you alright little one? Do you need help?"

“Gueeeess not, must be reaaaaaaal important.”

“Must you patronize me? I’m trying to figure out why these flowers keep growing.” The Poliwrath huffed.

“Uhhh that’s uh, eaaasy. It’s spriiiiing.”

[askobliviatwo]

“Ah, a Mewtwo in the company of a Regigigas? That sounds like it would make for an interesting story. Care to share?” The Lugia asks as he approaches the two in his curiosity.

[lustrous-dawn]

Valentines <3

They exchanged feathers for the occasion!~ @symphonies-of-silver

Artist

[lustrous-dawn]

( yes the birds in their natural habitat //shot )

HERE IT IS. The most cursed video I've ever made, all in the name of gay Pride Month. I hope you think it's as funny as I thought it was. xD

Unholy amount of @'s under the cut

@asksavel , @ask-the-shiny-pokemons , @symphonies-of-silver , @lustrous-dawn , @askteamsunshine , @ask-diane , @saguaropokevariants , @dailymarshtomp, @ask-sarah-and-co, @shaymincafe, @flake-n-rudy, @flying-type-teacher, @askdeoxys, @bidoofdaily, @ask-the-royal-absol, @askturnipdeerling, @casteliacityramen

[lightofunova]

(( Wonder what a reshilugia would look like, so how about the goddess of truth and god of souls? XD ))

Glimmering and gorgeous, Rin is a sassy mon’ who has the abolity to see the true nature of someone’s soul! Quite enjoys looking his best!

[life-of-kalos]

@symphonies-of-silver @ask-the-royal-absol the fabulous birds make a great team

[askdeoxys]

[ # Just Stream Things ]

@harmonia-university @lustrous-dawn @lightofunova @symphonies-of-silver 

[ask-sarah-and-co]

Ah, I am simply the god of death, harbinger of doom, grim reaper, et cetera. But we can leave that at the door. He grins, The name’s Jasper. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

(@ask-sarah-and-co) jasper @ ginjiro

”God of souls, eh?” He fully takes in the Lugia’s outfit. “Souls aren’t typically within an ordinary Lugia’s realm, are they?” He smirks, “That must mean you are quite special.”

Ginjiro offers a hand and a slight bow of the head. “To whom do I have the pleasure~?”

[the-last-of-alto-mare]

"Ah, haven't we crossed paths before? Enjoying the festivities?" The Lugia remarked with a chuckle as he caught sight of the Latias. "I couldn’t help but notice my boy, Jet, was making quite a ruckus speaking to you earlier. I do hope he didn’t cause you any trouble. He is usually more courteous than that."

The Latias just got back inside, after seeing the Latios left. She put the paper in her small pocket -because of course her dress has really small pockets.

Being addressed by the Lugia, she turned her attention to him with a small smile. She did recognized the older legend.

"I'm the Latias from Alto Mare, sire. You did visit the garden there." she chuckled. "I didn't had the chance to introduce myself back then to you. You left so quickly. My name is Zipporah. Pleasure to meet you again, a-and thank you I think I become a bit more relaxed..."

Mentioned the Latios named Jet, she tilted her head. He just called him 'my boy'. Do they have a history? Should she ask straight ahead?

"I-it was fine." she blushed. "I m-mean, he didn't say or do anything weird. I m-mean, he did mentioned he was h-happy see an other Lati, hehe." she tidied her hair a bit. "I-if it's not a problem, can I ask w-what relation you h-have? I-I mean, he looked serious and worried."

[shimmeringtidepools]

“My, what prestigious invitees this world’s Arceus has brought forth. Another world’s very own son and daughter of creation. I am honored to be in the presence of such~” Ginjiro said, giving the two a bow as he greeted them. “If I may ask, is there a third joining you or is it only the deities of space and antimatter joining us from your universe?”

As the duo walked, searching for the man described to them prior, they were stopped by another legend. A sigh could be heard from the younger of the two.

“No, unfortunately the evening is drawing to a close. Our brother must not have been able to attend due to his work.”

“Fine by me. We can finish this ourselves.” The pair’s eyes caught the lugia’s. “We appreciate your favor, it is a fresh change from others not giving us the time of day.”

Palkia found herself a bit stunned. Her elder brother hadn’t been this well behaved in eons. What had caused him to start acting so nice? “We really wish we could talk more but, we have buisness to attend to.” She stated, tugging her brother’s arm along. “Perhaps a visit to us when we are less pressed for time would be nice.”

The two suddenly walk off, still searching for the dialga.

[nixnjix]

Imma post this here because I'm a little stircrazy. It'll calm down after the day is over. I'm sure.

Artist here

Ginjiro belongs to pal @floofangel ~

[lustrous-dawn]

IT'S THEM!

Shipping Monday: Zhen x Ginjiro 👀

I mean, look at em. You can take this as a joyous moment of confessions, an emotional baggagde being taken off his shoulders or a secret third thing???

Zhen belongs to @lustrous-dawn

Ginjiro belongs to @symphonies-of-silver

[lustrous-dawn]

Valentine ~

(( Mod note: Keep in mind the following isn't Canon yet but this is all for fun and joy and I must subject ALL of you to my whims ))

Ginjiro stroked a finger delicately under Zhen's chin with a smile of satisfaction at the man's quivering response. "Would I ever steer you wrong, Zhen?" It was common tradition between the both of them to get underneath each other's skin. 

For now, Zhen allowed Gin to one up him in this instance, tightly folding his arms across his chest. "No," he muttered. Ignoring the surge of heat in his cheeks, he continued, "But I have no idea why you were so damn insistent on this place in particular." He tried his best to keep his voice down, careful to keep himself out of the way as a couple cheered before rushing inside. 

Zhen remained hesitant to enter. The inviting sounds of rough housing and banter emitting from within beckoned to a part of him he desperately tried to ignore. A past he no longer wanted to visit.

Robust laughter, the sound of glass clinking together in celebration.

Zhen winced at the memory, his heart uneasy. He brushed it aside, focusing his sight on the huge grin Ginjiro bore.

Focus on the present, not the past.

But he never would have pegged Ginjiro to be interested in this location. "I figured you were too much of a prude to be found even ten feet from here."

Gin appeared disgruntled. "I am not such a prude to not recognize good taste," he denied. "Tell me. Do you not smell it?" 

Curiosity got the better of him. He leaned in, taking a tentative sniff. A distinct woodsy scent accompanied by the sea wafted in the air. "Hinoki?" His nose wrinkled. It was nothing extraordinary. It was commonly used in most buildings but admittedly he relaxed slightly, tension ebbing away from his shoulders. 

"No!" Excitedly, Ginjiro placed his hands upon Zhen's shoulders. "The scent of the sea! It's ungadon, Zhen! That's what we're here for!" 

Zhen brows furrowed. "Not to drink then?" He couldn't help the disappointment seeping into his voice. 

"Of course we can partake of a drink! But you need a new experience, my friend. Broaden your horizon! I am sure your palette has hardly shifted except the times we have gone together."

Ginjiro had a point Zhen was unwilling to admit. It was rare that Zhen frequently went out. When he did, he often got distracted with other tasks or other things of importance. 

Touched, Zhen sucked in a deep breath. "Let's get this over with," he murmured.

"Don't you worry." Ginjiro placed his arm around Zhen's shoulder. He smiled softly, his eyes filled with delight. "I will be right with you every step of the way." 

Zhen averted his gaze, feeling his heart squeeze slightly at the sight. "Yeah yeah…" Brows knitting together, rubbing his palm over his heart curiously.

Gin encouraged him, guided him inside. 

The atmosphere hit him immediately. It was filled with warmth and laughter. Men and women alike enjoyed each other's company as they enjoyed food and drink. All the while the chefs of the establishment put on quite a show, displaying their refined skills as they expertly cut food in fine portions. The enthusiasm was catchy. Zhen found a slight smile teasing at his lips. 

"You weren't kidding." The food was tantalizing; the smell of smoke and spice teased at his stomach. It was the hint of sweetness that drew him.He couldn't peel his eyes away from the finely coated graze gently brushed along the undagon at one of the many tables. 

"See old friend." Gin gave his shoulder a small squeeze. "Trust in my words." 

"Okay, okay. I hate that you have two up on me as it is," Zhen playfully shoved off his hand. Gin's touch had a way of inciting something within him. It left him confused, unable to process what exactly it was… 

"Last I recalled, it was three," Ginjiro smirked. 

"Listen here." Zhen tapped his finger on Gin's chest. "We don't count that last one. It was a draw, ya hear me?" 

Grasping ahold of his hand, Ginjiro leaned down, his voice husky. "I hear you loud and clear."

The hell. His heart thumped loudly against his chest as Ginjiro withdrew slowly, pleased with the sight of Zhen's wide eyed gaze. "Now it is three," he murmured, softly squeezing Zhen's hand. Some part of him admired his boldness, the other nervous. 

But it was unmistakable, the charged energy between the two. It was difficult to ignore. He was beginning to fall more and more for this man at his side, his hand slightly returning the pressure back.

Releasing his hand, Ginjiro gestured towards one of the many tables. "Take your pick. I do suggest being closer to the center to see the chefs at work." 

Shrugging, he took the advice, finding a table closer to the action. As he sat, he noticed Ginjiro slightly miffed as he sat across. "Gin?" 

"I wanted to pull the chair out for you." 

Laughing, Zhen rested a hand beneath his chin. "And here I thought chivalry was dead." Touched, he smiled softly, relaxing. 

For a moment, he thought he spied something swimming in the depths of Gin's eyes. Desire? Nervousness? Fondness. A small smile spread across his lips, rarely straying from Zhen for much too long. Something Zhen never paid too much attention to but now in front of him, it was evident across his features. 

"It is only proper. I did request you come with me. On a date."

It truly sunk in then for him. This was a date. With Ginjiro. He felt the color rise in his cheeks. "I haven't done this before," he admitted quietly. He sought through his memories, searching for one instance. Any that could help him. He came up empty. 

Reaching beneath the table, Gin found Zhen's hand. "It is a new experience. But we aren't doing anything different than what we were before." 

His words were sincere. It did feel similar but Zhen would be foolish to deny the unhidden adoration now in Ginjiro's gaze. "It feels different." The new discovery of blossoming love. Delicate but fresh. It was raw and he was still getting used to it. "But yeah," Zhen gave a half smile. "It is the same." 

Ginjiro beamed, the silver in his skin shimmering in the dim glow. Rubbing circles into Zhen's hand, he gently squeezed. "I only had my eyes upon you, my heart. I finally see that now."

His heart lurched at the endearment. "Stop being so suave. I'm trying to focus on the food."

Ginjiro's voice dropped an octave, his voice that of a melody, "Playing difficult now, Zhen? Once we finish here and find a place of seclusion, allow me to demonstrate how a Lugia courts their mate." 

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Zhen roused, struggling to keep alert as the unconsciousness threatened to drag him back under. "Mmm.." He felt warmth, his head resting against softness. A soft timbre tempting him back to slumber. "Gin..?"

"Finally awake?" 

His eyes came into focus, the familiar features of Ginjiro coming into view. His expression was unreadable, eyes never wavering. 

"What happened?" Last he remembered was chasing the savory taste of ungadon with a drink. It still lingered, sweet and spice. 

Hands framed his face, fingers slowly lacing through his hair. "You had a bit too much. I carried you back." 

Feeling vulnerable in this position, he attempted to rise only for Ginjiro to firmly keep him in place. "You need to rest," his voice held a hint of command. 

It was a tone Zhen couldn't argue much against. "I ruined it, didn't I?" He said quietly, suddenly afraid. 

Seeing the fear in his eyes, Ginjiro immediately cupped his face, adamant. "Of course not! Why would I ever believe you did?" 

"I let the drinking get to me," he groaned. He discovered he was having too much fun in Gin's presence, the memories flooding back. The soft exchange between the both, the excitement of sharing food and drink. Their eyes had rarely wavered from each other as they engaged in topics other than their duties. 

Suddenly Gin's eyes gleamed. "Do you remember what you had spoken between us?" 

"I…" The words died on his tongue, his cheeks becoming heated. He remembered everything. "My soul." The endearment was loud on his ears, his heart beating rapidly. 

Eyes glistening, Ginjiro leaned in, pressing a feathery kiss upon his hair. "Do you know how I have waited for you to say that?" 

"I'm an idiot." Zhen said tightly, his throat filled. It was obvious from outside eyes. How much they cared about each other. The utter devotion between the both of them. Whenever there was Ginjiro, Zhen was trailing not much behind. The sun and moon forever in a chase. "But I'm your idiot so remind me anytime I fuck up."

Ginjiro's eyes glistened mischievously. "I will always remind you. I am patient after all. One day you will have the upper hand over me."

Zhen growled under his breath. He caught Ginjiro unaware, leaning in to press his lips against his. He took delight in swiping that smug look off his face, eyes widening with surprise. "Don't underestimate me," he whispered against his lips, teeth tentatively sinking into his lower lip. "You have a lot to show me but I am a fast learner." 

[polteashop]

Ginjiro: "Oho! I do love myself a good cup of tea, though never in my years have I seen such an adorable looking version of it. "Boba" you call it? Say, where is the "Lugia" topping? I can see my counterpart has his own. I would love to try that one as well!"

Hibiscus and Mei talk to each other in soft voices before sending back a note to the kitchen. A few minutes later, the Lugia’s order comes back.

It’s clearly just the Ho-oh Rainbow Jelly dyed different colors, but neither Mei nor Hibiscus points that out.

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Featuring Ginjiro from @symphonies-of-silver! :D