#OH also the city he's talking about is nimbasa

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possessed!volo au doodles

#volo #pokemon volo #merchant volo #ginkgo guild volo #my art #i wanna bring this au back tbh #gosh it's been a year at least right #i think i outlined details for it back then #at least some details #anyway yeah the arm thing... #if anyone has played the world ends with you and knows who sho is welp #it's based on that #design wise at least LOL #also i am slowly learning to just come to a stopping point with art #so this is a little messier but you know #OH also the city he's talking about is nimbasa

[espiepuffs]

Valentine’s Day Hcs!

Headcannons of how you celebrate and spend Valentine’s Day with your partner!

Characters: N, Shauna, Hop, Kieran, Carmine!

Note: Happy Valentines to those who celebrate it! I made some head cannons with my favourite characters, but I won’t be taking requests for Shauna or N yet!

N - Ferris wheel ride

For Valentines, be prepared to be out and about for most of the day!

He’s been practically everywhere in Unova. He’s not going to go to places with plenty of people there, oh no.

He’s going to take you places you’ve never seen before, places so remote that you can be sure that they’re only known to the two of you.

This man is so thoughtful too, he’s only going to take you to places that he knows for sure that you’ll like.

I can imagine him taking you to a really pretty flower field to take a look at all the Lilligant and Whimsicott frolicking through!

He would also try and make you a flower crown but he hasn’t made one in years.

(He fails horribly, silly goof.)

By sunset, the two of you get to Nimbasa city, and although it’s crowded, he leads you to the Rondez-View ferris wheel together.

On the ferris wheel, he’d sit really close to you as well, he’s a sucker for physical contact and touch.

After that he’d hold your hand and talk about how he loves spending time with you, and how he loved today.

He’s good with words too, he’ll say it in the most poetic way possible, but it doesn’t sound cheesy, though you wouldn’t care if it was.

And at the very top of the ferris wheel, with the sunset on full view, he gives you a quick, sweet kiss on the lips! How romantic!

It’s a perfect end to a perfect Valentine’s Day!

Shauna - Fireworks

Shauna’s so excited for Valentines, she’s about to bust your door down the moment she gets to your house,, don’t worry, she’s just really excited to go on a date with you today!

The two of you go all over Lumiose city together! You both decide the places that you want to go together, you don’t really have anything planned.

Valentines with her seems like a bit more of an outing than a date, but that doesn’t make it less enjoyable or romantic in any way.

Shauna is a very outgoing and bubbly girl, and the sort of energy she carries around her is able to make any experience with her 10 times better!

You start by going to a cafe together and eating Poképuffs together. Even better, they’ve been doing Valentine’s themed foods there and she gushes over how adorable they are!

After that, you pretty much walk through the entire city together. There’s so much to do!

A lot of shopping is done. It’s a case of her finding something cute on a shop window and her dragging you in. It’s super fun to see the different things in store, Lumiose has so much to offer!

You take walks down the avenues and boulevards, as well as the plazas!

Although it doesn’t sound like a lot, these activities took up most of the day. Lumiose is a ginormous place…

But there’s one more place that she’s adamant to take you to!

It took a little while, but she takes you to a place called the Parfum Palace! It’s a public museum, and she’s got a surprise for you there!

She takes you to a balcony, where you and her stand together.

She can barely hold in her excitement, and she’s elated when fireworks start shooting off! She’s bouncing off the walls, and you can tell how happy she is when you feel how tight her hand is gripping yours!

The fireworks are gorgeous, no wonder she was so determined to bring you here. It was worth it, seeing all the beautiful Valentines themed patterns, and the colours to go with them!

Shauna does her best for valentines, and although it may be quite an exhilarating event, it’s a romantic event that the both of you won’t ever forget!

Hop- Gorgeous sightseeing

Happy Valentines! I hope you like travelling and sightseeing, because Hop is taking you to the best Galar has to offer!

Sure, the weather in Galar is wonky with it being rainy one day, stormy the other- and a lot of it is filled with ruins- so what could you find romantic about that?

Hop has been all through this wretched region, he knows the best places to take you for a day as special as today. As long as you’re up to it (you are) he’ll be taking you to the prettiest places there!

Although he’s put an incredible amount of thought in for the places to go, he can’t help but feel normal as the two of you converse on the train

He starts with Glimwood tangle. Although it’s mysterious, it’s quite a serene place, with not much to be heard apart from the occasional rustling that comes from Impidimp scouring through.

He takes this chance to hold your hand as you stroll through and head to Ballonlea (smart move, hop)!The town itself may not be too romantic, but it’s a pretty sight, right?

He also takes you to Wyndon. It’s a wonderful sight, even though it’s crowded.

You go for a stroll up the gardens, and the two of you look back on your moments together, even way back from when you were just friends.

(If you paid close attention to his voice, you could hear it trembling slightly…)

He’s got one more place to show you after you finish a lap around Wyndon, and he hopes he can make it work!

It takes a while to get there, having to go from Wyndon all the way to Postwick was time consuming, but you have each other!

On the train ride there, you end up leaning onto Hop’s shoulder, and he gets so flustered!

The two of you have been dating for a while, but he still never fails to grow warm under your touch. He ends up leaning onto you too.

The two of you head inside the slumbering Weald, making sure to avoid the Weezing and Musharna floating about so that you could get to your destination quickly.

You’ve arrived, and at this point Hop puts his hands over your eyes. When he opens them, you’re met with the gorgeous sight of an altar, well hidden by the trees, and the sun gleaming down at the waters.

Hop also had matching bracelets to give to you- the two being your favourite colours with some other white beads, and a message spelling ‘I love you’ !

The rest of you spend your time peacefully talking together at the Slumbering Weald. Celebrating Valentines with Hop is him making his appreciation to you known in (what he thinks are) the best ways possible!

Kieran- Appletun pie

This is Kieran’s first Valentine’s Day with you, so he wants to make it special and last.

He’s never really been the type to plan and do extravagant things, so he settles for something that he thinks would be fun for the both of you.

And that’s through baking!

Unfortunately, the Apple trees over at Apple hills are far from blossoming at this time of year, but it’s okay! He’s got a bunch of fresh ones the two of you can use!

(His Hydrapple picks out the sweetest apples for him. Even before the two of you started dating that thing has been nothing but a wingman!)

On the day, he’s so happy when he arrives at your house!

He’s got the biggest smild smile on his face too!

“Happy Valentines S/O ! I bought you somethin’ as well :DD!”

He wants this to go as well as possible, he brings some choclate too!

Anyways, the two of you use an Appletun apple pie recipe, it’s a pie that looks plenty similar to the aforementioned Pokémon!

He’s a noob at baking too, but that does make it fun, right? If you can bake? He’s happy that there’s some experience to tag along! If not? The two of you fooling around makes it plenty enjoyable!

Speaking of fooling around… FLOUR FIGHTS >:)))

You’d probably instigate it while you’re waiting for the pie to bake in the oven, but that does not mean that Kieran is backing down in any way!

Kieran’s a competitive guy, even though you may not know it. And in some cases, his friendly competitiveness goes beyond battling on the BB Academy courts!

He’s going to reach over to smear it on your face and leave handprints on your clothes. The two of you were throwing it all over the kitchen, and boy, was it fun.

Kieran’s Hydrapple was downright terrified though. While the two of you were having fun, this poor dude was imagining the possibilities of Carmine coming in…

(She did peek in the kitchen and see the two of you fighting and she was absolutely fuming. She was about to give the both of you a piece of her mind, but even she saw how much fun the two of you were having. She must’ve felt merciful, because she left you two alone despite being livid at the mess. She was just glad to see Kieran happy in love :))

The timer for the pie goes off, and you eventually clean the kitchen to the best of your abilities. He has a spare washcloth that he lets you use to wipe the flour off where you can. Just have to hope nobody else notices the flour!

After, the two of you split the Appletun pie so there’s some for his family and some for yours!

Kieran thinks he left a memorable impression for a first Valentine’s date, and he hopes for many more!

Carmine- Late nights

Carmine would probably have a sleepover with you. But it’d be an event where the two of you go all out!

Carmine is the sort of person to do so. Going on an outing around Kitakami just isn’t her thing.

When you show up at the door, she’s got everything for the night.

Movies? Face masks? Board games? Checked right off!

She’s even decorated the living room for the occasion, taking her red blankets and pillows all down so the two of you’re cozy.

She’s so excited to spend time with you! What do you want to do first? She suggests wearing face masks while watching the all the movies she’s got to watch!

Carmine also loves physical contact, she gets super cuddly at night. For tonight, you’ll be her stuffed animal while you watch beauty and the ultra beast.

The two of you had tossed on face masks while watching the Princess and the Froakie, and all of a sudden you hear a loud yell and it’s none other than Carmine’s brother, Kieran!

He knows what a face mask is but he always gets so startled when he sees his sister wearing one…

Carmine shoos him away as soon as possible so the two of you can continue watching the movie!

Carmine is a little pouty after that mishap, but she’ll be fine.

The entire night is just a sleepover for you to focus on each other, and Carmine loves that. She loves spending time with you, and you staying over at hers is what she loves the most. She loves Kitakami, and there are good places for romantic outings, but to her what could possibly be more romantic than staying at home with your partner?

And whatever you’re doing, you should play with her hair, brush it or style it in any way you want. Carmine adores it when you do that to her, she feels so close with you!

(You enjoy it too, you’re able to get a full view of your girlfriend’s face, gazing warmly at yours.)

When you’re all settled down for the night, you and her have late night talks. She’s so in love, she could talk ti you about the most mundane things ever and she’d still look at you with the most lovesick look on her face.

Also, more cuddles, yay! She’s a big spoon, so prepare to be wrapped around her!

It’s a pretty ideal Valentine’s Day (or night in this case). Compared to the others, you simply get to laze around with your girlfriend while still having fun! And you don’t need to run everywhere!

#pokémon #pokemon black and white #n x reader #natural harmonia gropius #pokemon xy #shauna x reader #pokemon shauna #pokemon sword and shield #hop x reader #pokémon hop #pokemon scarlet and violet #kieran x reader #kieran pokemon #Carmine x Reader #pokemon carmine

[yanban-san]

Oh, the boys would have such a reaction to seeing their darling without their tokens! The depot agents would definitely catch darling on the way into work and try to keep them and the bosses apart, but it's only a matter of time. And of course, all this hullabaloo over the feather and scale would only spur darling's new concerns further

Lord help those cultists if the twins ever find out who planted these ideas in the first place. Not even Arceus could save them

Putting it under a cut because long, also I did no proof reading T vT [Tags: Reader x Submas, SFW]

Oh, Certainly.

You can go back to Gear Station, setting aside the lovely scale Ingo gifted you- And the feather Emmet (unwittingly) bestowed upon you- And don your work uniform, heading into the station-

If something was trying to mark you- To bless you? To do- Something-

Well, you weren't going to let it. And you certainly weren't going to let whatever this "mystery" of the Subway was manipulate your coworkers or your bosses into… doing… things… for it? Your thoughts were racing through your head. There wasn't much for you to go on- And you certainly did not want to talk to that weird "psychic group" that hung around outside Gear Station any longer-

"You've been marked, young one."

Your heart sank every time you recalled those words. A cold chill running down your spine. You wanted to deny it as mad ramblings of mad people- But-

You had… good luck. You had very strange good luck. You had impossibly good luck. Certain people acted strangely around you- And to what end? Always your benefit- And- What of everything else that had happened? You, losing your job, suddenly finding yourself working for a train company- It wasn't something you had ever seen yourself doing, and certainly not long term, right? And yet- Here you were. Everything seemed to have lead you to Gear Station.

As though they were being manipulated by something- And you wanted nothing to do with any potential ghosts- Monsters- Pokemon? Whatever it was- Whatever the "mystery" was-

Nothing. You wanted nothing to do with it.

"Miss! You're a little late today," Jackie noted as you came into one of the back offices. "Anything bothering you today?"

Oh, sweet Jackie. He was always so polite- Everyone was.

Everyone was.

Oh dear.

"I'm doing okay," You lied. "I uh- Actually, you know what? Jackie, I have a question."

Your supervisor tilted his head. "Oh? What's up?"

"I- Have you- " What were you supposed to ask? Hey, are you being manipulated by some kind of something-or-other to be excessively nice to me? Is a demon controlling you? Have you seen any monstrous, non-pokemon entities prowling the subway that demanded you treat me perfectly?

Jackie adjusted his hat. "You can always ask me anything at all, Miss. I'm here for you and the all the rest of the Depot Agents, you know." One of his pokemon approached him- A Lilligant. He pet her head,

"Well, it's a little strange," You started off. "I don't suppose you've… run into those psychics that hang around Nimbasa City, have you? The ones who're usually around Gear Station?"

Jackie's face fell, a look of annoyance as his mouth scrunched up. "I've seen them, yea. A lot of them have been flat out banned from Gear Station, though. They've harassed employees, they've harassed the bosses, they've harassed customers- " He cut himself off, turning his attention back to you. "Why? Have they been bothering you?"

"Oh no, it's not that- I mean, I did get stopped by someone yesterday when I was walking, but- Well- What do you think about- What it is they say? About the er- Mystery-thing- in the subway?"

Jackie shrugged, sighing. "Oh, it's probably a load of nonsense- And besides, if there is anything in the tunnels, it's probably just a pokemon- Nothing you need to worry about, of course."

"What if it's not a pokemon, though?"

"I'm sorry?"

"I think- I think there might really be something- Down in the tunnels."

Oh fucking hell, Jackie thought. "A-And why would that be?"

"D'you know that scale Ingo found? The one he gave to me?"

Yes, yes I know it very well. "A little bit, why?" And come to think of it, why were you not wearing it-

"…I think it might be from our resident 'mystery'."

"Oh! Perhaps? I thought it was just a scale from an oddly-colored Haxorus." Jackie's hand pat aggressively on his Lilligant's head. "Come to think of it, isn't it usually in your pocket? You didn't lose it, did you?"

You shook your head. "Nope, I just… I think it might be better to leave it at home for a little bit, you know? It was stretching out my uniform's pocket, too."

Oh dear. "Gear Station isn't so particular about their uniforms, Miss. If it did get stretched, you get new uniforms every six months anyway, so…"

And come to think of it, the feather was missing from your cap. Jackie's blood ran cold. How was he to bring that up, too-

"…So, you think the scale came from… Something in the tunnels?"

You nodded. "…I think the feather I put in my cap may've also come from… It, too." Oh, well that answered that question.

Jackie sighed. "Well, if there is anything down there, I'm sure we'll find it- But in all my- Time working here, I've never seen anything out of the ordinary down there…"

"D'you think Ingo and Emmet would have any insight?"

"Into this? I doubt-"

"Insight into what?"

You don't know how you missed the clicking of Emmet's heels- Was he intentionally being quiet-? It took one turn of your head to notice your brilliantly white-coated boss hovering over your shoulder. Smiling brighter than the sun shone- and- Ominously.

"Oh- Emmet, Sir! Good morning-" You nearly jumped, but held yourself together- Your fright coming out as excitement.

"Good morning." He answered. His eyes scanned over you. "Something's different." His hand went to his mouth, and he answered his own question before you could even open your mouth. "Ah. The feather. Did you lose it? I hope not. It was verrry cute on your cap."

"Oh, I just- Left it at home today," You explained quickly. Why? Emmet didn't need to know-

"Aw. …Hmm. You're also missing that thing you kept in your pocket."

"The scale Ingo gave me?"

"That was it."

Emmet's posture changed. Why, he wanted to ask. He did not like this change. Maybe you only forgot them. That must've been it. That had to be it.

"Yeah… I thought it was… uh, unprofessional to hold onto trinkets while I work-"

Liar. Emmet thought. Why would you lie to him? You didn't lie about leaving them at home- But you were certainly lying now.

"But uh, the other thing-"

Oh?

"Emmet, Sir… Has there ever been… any… rumors… of- Strange… Pokemon, living in the subway tunnels?"

You looked up at your inscrutable boss cautiously. Emmet's eyes rolled as he thought about it for a moment- "Hmm. Someone's been reading some haunting stories, haven't they?" He smirked, eyes squinting. "There are a lot of people who like to use the subway tunnels as a backdrop for their scary stories. There's no odd pokemon down there. Just looots of verry cute joltiks!"

He patted your cap. "So don't put too much stock in those stories you hear, okay?"

"It- It wasn't a story, Sir-"

"I do miss that pretty feather in your cap though- You should put it back in."

Wait a moment. You felt your breath hitch.

"The feather?"

"Mmhmm! It is a verry pretty feather, you know?" Emmet's eyes narrowed. "I thought you liked it quite a bit too."

"Oh, I do-" And you paused.

Was Emmet- No, certainly he couldn't be-

Being… Controlled, could he? By whatever thing stalked you-

You considered your boss for a moment.

Emmet smiled. "So you'll put it back? Wonderful! It is verrry charming, is it not?"

"Huh?"

"The feather."

You recalled it.

"…I suppose." Was Emmet being controlled by the- By the thing that plagued you? "There was something I always… found off about it, though."

And in the silence that followed, you could have heard your blood running through your veins.

"…What's wrong with it?"

The tone of Emmet's voice sent a shiver down your spine- The color drained from Jackie's face- And yet you wouldn't have noticed the latter, deciding to try and find out for yourself-

Was Emmet being manipulated? And your current feelings turned to- Well, yes, it certainly did seem that way.

"It just… feels off, you know? Like yes, it's wonderfully soft and shimmery, but… I can't help but feel like… it's not a real feather, or something. Like it's…" What to say- Something- Something to tell the thing that followed you that you wanted nothing to do with it?

"…fake?"

The Subway Boss stared at you, cocking his head curiously. You felt nervous- Where had Jackie gone, you wondered? Your supervisor was suddenly absent from the office-

"I see. Well, I must get going."

Emmet's smile never left his face. But his heart and mind burned. You watched him turn tail and pace away, always so perfectly postured. Well, no use waiting around here, you thought, and off you went to

Emmet burned. Not with anger, no, certainly not, but something indescribable. An emotion, certainly, that was driving him madder and madder by the second, the more he thought about it. Fake? His feathers? Fake? Himself? And not only that, but you had the audacity to believe silly little rumors or stupid stories over his own words?

Liar. Liar. Liar.

Almost like a self-soothing mantra. You must be lying, surely, little mortal.

You wouldn't hurt them like this.

You're destined to love them. To be with them forever- To be theirs, forever-

Emmet would have to have a chat with his brother about this.

But the other Subway Boss was already finding you as well.

To Ingo, it was odd- You had clocked in, but-

He couldn't feel the warmth of your heart against that lonesome little scale he gave you. Surely you hadn't lost it? No matter- He could always happen upon another, saying it was from a hydreigon or similar-

"Ah, there you are, Miss."

He watched as you darted out of another hallway- Laden with blueprints and answering something on your walkie-talkie.

Ingo was not one to demand attention. He was reserved- Refined. He studied human mannerisms and etiquette- Such things were meaningless drivel, easily learned and retained- Service workers kept their arms behind their backs, or at their sides, their backs straight, feet oh-so-far apart-and-not-a-millimetre-more- Head perfectly held up but not too high- Shoulders back, and a bow to ladies as he held the door for them- Refined movements with not a step too widely taken. There were a million more rules, and subtle cues he had learned- And he would've learned a million more if he had to. Nonsense, all of it- The pompous drivel that humans inflicted on themselves, though, mannerisms and etiquette were something he and his brother were subjected to in any dealings with mortals or other things, no matter the age or era. And while Emmet was certainly the more impatient of the two-

Ingo was reserved. Nobori knew that, come what may, his desires would be his- He was never an impatient being, because, no matter what, all things came to an end, eventually. All things. No matter how many thousands of eons he must wait. And so, he knew, you would eventually end up in his arms.

And yet, for all his refinement- For all his patience-

Your mere presence tested every part of his perfectly crafted facade. If you confessed your undying affection to him at any moment, it would not be soon enough- Oh, to finally hold you in his arms- Oh, to finally revel in your embrace-

Oh, to finally receive your love and adoration, your affection, openly and freely- To be free himself to be as jealous and possessive as he desired- There was a reason he wished to cloak you in shadows, and keep you away from prying eyes- There were no eyes fit to behold you to him- No light fair enough to catch your countenance (Except, perhaps, Kudari's)- No gift too great to give you- If only, if only, you would turn your eyes up to him in love.

And you did love them, even if you didn't know it yet. Ingo was certain. You were wrapped around his fingers, and trapped within his net. He loved you dearly- And elder demons who dwell beyond time and space, moving with the ebb and flow of ancient forces so vast and unknowable and ancient and imperceptible were not used to feeling such a base emotion as love-

And it had consumed him, entirely. At first, he would've been content to steal you away- He would've been content to force your love from your heart, binding you to him until you couldn't tell where the shadows began and you ended-

But not now.

Love was a bit like a drug- A drug that didn't seem to wear off. And oh, how he became enslaved to his adoration of you- No, merely kidnapping you- That was the sort of thing a beast would do. And Nobori was far cleverer than a mere human.

No no, you would be his. You would seek him out on your own, and soon you wouldn't wish to leave him-

After all, he had watched you for so long from your shadows. You sighed and complained of your boss and your work at your old job- No more. No matter where you applied or wanted to go, the brothers knew you would be happiest by their side- Not working among strangers who would treat you like common filth, so your resumes were tattered and torn apart in shadows- Or a recruiter conveniently forgot to call you. And no matter what work you wanted-

Gear Station had need of your skills. Gear Station had dire need of your skills. Gear Station had dire need of you.

And everything seemed to be going so well- From the first nervous moment you stepped into their office for an interview, to how well you took to the training, the joy on your face from working among them- Of course you were happy. You would be nothing less among them.

So when you drew the precious scale of his out of your pocket, and placed it on some counter last night- He was not worried. You usually did that. But when he failed to feel your hand come morning, or the tender beat of your heart and the rise of your lungs as he had grown so fond of-

The elder deity was unnerved. He hadn't realized how much he had found himself yearning for the feeling- And without it, it left a hollow, ill feeling in him. He thought seeing you would fix it- But looking at your nervous face, the way you clung to yourself like a frightened minccino-

"Whatever is the matter, Agent-?" Ingo asked-

Leering down at you, a cruel look in his dark eyes- Or at least, that's how it looked to you.

"Ah, Ingo, Sir…" You trailed off. You hadn't wanted to run into him. "Nothing much, I'm… supposed to do a tunnel inspection? So, I'll get goin-"

"No no, I meant- You look rather worried. Is something bothering you? You can always come to me or Emmet if you have any concerns, you know-"

You shook your head. "No no, nothing like that- I er, uh, I'm just- I guess I'm feeling a little off today,"

*How were you to explain-

"…Your cap seems… Ah- Did you leave that feather at home today?" Ingo broached. He had noticed the lack of scale in your pocket, as well. But the scale was far more hidden in your uniform than the feather- And it was some mortal manner to not stare at someone's chest and inspect their breast pockets for any objects they may or may not contain, was it not?

Oh please no, not Ingo too- You thought, feeling more and more desperate. Why? What was the significance of that stupid feather and scale? Why? They might come from the thing- But why?

"Er, yes, I left them at home, I don't- I don't think it's good for me to wear the- it, to work, you know?"

"I saw no issue with it, and I'm certain Emmet didn't eith-"

"I saw issue with it."

And once again, silence. Ingo looked down at you, silver eyes unnaturally bright against the harsh shadows cast from the brim of his hat-

It made him look mad. Deranged.

And with trepid movement, you took a small step backwards. Perhaps it was paranoia, perhaps it was fear- Perhaps you were imagining things, yes, that had to be it-

"…There was an issue? With it?"

"Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get to my work. I… I was a little late this morning."

And you brushed past him without another word, leaving him dumbfounded. A chill swept through the hallway, and Ingo watched your figure vanish down another turn towards the subway tunnels.

…Had you just rejected his gift to you? His lovely brother's gift to you? What issue was there with their scale and feather? Did that mean you took issue with them?

The elder God was certain he-they- had you ensnared. Under his claws, his gaze, wrapped in his shadows- You were bound to be his mate, bound to be his, entirely, entirely his-

"Brother."

Ingo turned his eyes- Emmet. Who had been watching you as well, vanish behind the tunnel door. And peaking out behind him, was Depot Agent Jackie.

"I'-I'm certain it's nothing big, Emmet, Sir! And Ingo, Sir, er- Don't worry, if you- If you leave this to us Agents, I'm certain we can figure out what changed their mind-"

"You better." Emmet snapped, not taking his eyes off where you turned. Jackie saluted, and without another word, ran away to carry out his bosses' orders. Emmet bit his lip.

"Brother, she said there was something wrong with my feather."

Ingo's brow furrowed. "Wrong? Whatever could they mean?"

"I don't know."

"And- My scale- She took that off, too."

"Yes, she did that too."

"And your feather!"

"Yes. And my feather."

Ingo grabbed at his sleeves. This didn't… make any sense. You had said you loved his scale- You fawned over and adored the feather you'd found-

So why. What had changed? Why did you now shy away, why were you so uncomfortable around them? Why did you dislike their gifts now-? Ingo scratched at his back. An unusual cold spot had manifested- A feeling he wasn't aware he could feel- Where his scale had used to be.

Emmet threw back his head, hair ruffling up like feathers- "If darling refuses us…" And began walking towards the door you disappeared down-

"They won't," Ingo reassured.

"They will not. One way or another."

Ingo glanced at his brother out of the corner of his eye, following him. "…Do you have anything in mind to remedy this situation, brother?"

Emmet pondered a moment. "Would Miss Elesa be able to get it out of them, the reason, you think?"

"I don't know. They seem… Suspicious, don't they?"

"Nonsense! Elesa can figure it out."

And Elesa would have her day quite rudely interrupted by an incessant call from her X-Transceiver- Unendingly ringing, until she threw it off in annoyance- Probably something to do with those two, she thought. The last thing she needed- More headaches, more pestering- And she'd probably have to pester you, too. Perhaps if she ignored it, she wouldn't have to deal with it, she hoped.

Until Emmet breaks into her gym, doe-eyed and asking so sweetly for her help once more. Certainly, you trust Elesa, right? You won't find her suspicious.

#Ingo x Reader #Emmet x Reader #Eldritch Submas #monster au #demon au #seth.asks #seth.anon #ingo/reader #emmet/reader #eldritch au

[esp3onsol]

How I think the Blueberry E4 sound as an American

Just a little disclaimer before I begin, I am in no way, shape, or form an expert on sociolinguistics. This is just a fun little thing that I wanted to do, and you're welcome to have your own opinions on the matter! In fact, I encourage y’all to share your headcanons/knowledge too! I'm a history major, so I like to study people and learn about different people's opinions on subjects!

Ok, now that's out of the way, let's get into it now!

All of the BB4 are from Unova, so they are going to all have some variation of an American accent. Unova is supposed to represent the US but focuses mostly on the boroughs (neighborhoods) of New York City and some parts of Northern New Jersey that border the city. I did some research on Bulbapedia and found the real-life locations of the BB4's hometowns.

Before I actually really get in, I could honestly be so wrong, and they could just have a "general American accent". Pokemon, especially Pokemon Masters are kinda weird with accents. Like Galarian characters having a general American accent in the anime, and Viola being the only Kalosian to have an accent in Masters. But oh well, enough of my rambling lol.

I'm going in their official rank order for this!

Crispin:

Crispin is from Virbank City, which is Jersey City irl, and is the second largest city in New Jersey, falling behind Newark. This is a little trippy to me because the name is so similar to Burbank which is a city in Los Angeles County, California. But it's honestly much funnier that he's a Jersey boy, especially since he likes to cook; I just can't help but think about those Italian-Americans who get angry if you don't pronounce Mozzarella as "Muzzarell." Like watch out we've got Buddy Valastro from Cake Boss over here lmaooo. The video below is a pretty good example of what I imagine Crispin to sound like! Crispin = nicest guy in Jersey. Fuhgeddaboudit 🤌🏻

Amarys:

Amarys is from Castelia City, which is Lower Manhattan, also known as Downtown Manhattan or Downtown New York City irl. Basically, think of Wall Street and Battery Park. Now, with Amarys, she speaks very formally, so I'd imagine that she'd still have a Manhattan accent, just very watered down and omitting any slang. Most Americans talk extremely fast, so we tend to find ways to shorten our sentences with things like "y’all" instead of "you all," "talkin'" instead of "talking," "'cause" instead of "because," etc. You won't find Amarys speaking like that, she likes to speak in complete sentences. I couldn’t find any specific examples, so just imagine this video with a watered down New York accent.

Lacey:

Now this is where it gets a little tricky. So Lacey is from Nimbasa City, which is Midtown Manhattan irl. Think of Broadway, Rockefeller Center, and Grand Central Terminal (Battle Subway). But also, her dad, Clay, is the gym leader of Driftveil City, which is Union City, New Jersey irl, and has a very heavy Southern (Texan, I'd assume?) accent. So with Lacey, she probably has an accent that mixes all of these elements. Like Amarys, she speaks pretty formally, but not to Amarys’ level. I noticed that she tends to slip some Southern sayings, like “I’m plum tuckered out” in her dialogue. This mix happens a lot more than you may think! For example, I like to think I have a general accent, but I live in the US South, so I have a slight twang in certain words, such as y'all, and specific slang from the state I’m from. In addition, one of my parents is from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and the other is from New York City, New York (not being specific bc don't wanna dox myself lol), so I tend to dip into those accents and slang, especially around family. I can honestly see that being the same situation for Lacey. This is another one where I couldn’t find an example I really liked, so we’re just going to have to use our imaginations again! I’d imagine she’d have a mixture of New York, Texas, and one of the people with a generic accent, like the lady from Delaware. She’d mostly likely switch between these accents based on words, situations and who she’s talking to.

Drayton:

Drayton is from Opelucid City, which is Harlem and Washington Heights, neighborhoods in Upper Manhattan irl. Think of the Harlem Renaissance or the musical ‘In the Heights’. It's honestly so funny to imagine Drayton talking in an extremely thick accent lol. He definitely says things like schmear, pie (instead of pizza), Bodega, yerrrr/yurrr, and Manhatty.I honestly couldn’t find any really specific videos on people from Upper Manhattan, so I’m sorry this is a really generic video. Obviously he sounds somewhat like the man from New York.

Thanks for listening to my dumb spiel, this has been a great way to procrastinate my Uni work! I look forward to see what y’all think!

#pokémon #pokémon scarlet and violet #pokémon indigo disk #trainer crispin #elite four crispin #crispin pokemon #trainer amarys #amarys pokemon #elite four amarys #elite four lacey #lacey pokemon #trainer lacey #trainer drayton #drayton pokemon #elite four drayton

[r0-boat]

Enemies to lovers domming Emmet

There was an ask I did that I read wrong

Thank you for the sender that told me about it, it was my mistake. I'm going to leave the original one up and just make a new post :)

I didn't want to go with a similar story so I made something with more plot

Gn!reader, they fuck Emmet whether they have a harness or a dick is up to you

Cw: the two buttheads a lot there's a little bit of fighting. Degrading, overstim

I hope I didn't make this too wholesome I was trying to do hate fucking

Emmet's smile twitched. God it's you again...

"Emmet, don't be rude. They came all this way to discuss business with us," Ingo whispered to his brother

"I'm Emmet, they're from a rival Railway company we shouldn't have to"

You just had to shoot Emmet a smirk as you walk up to his older brother.

"Thank you for having me again, boys; Opelucid city's Drake Station is happy to work with you again!"

___

When rumors of Drake Station's powerful Subway boss reached Nimbasa, Emmet's interest was peaked.

This ended up in a humiliating defeat. One Pokemon of yours decimated his party after weeks of training your Pokémon still ripped through. It was trending on Swellow for weeks of Emmet getting brutally humiliated.

This started a rivalry that people tuned into, interested to see the battles between Drake and Gear station.

But what they didn't know was the even spicier relationship behind the curtains...

Ingo was kind enough to let Emmet go early,

" See you at home; I'm going to go see some places; make sure you bring back something to eat,"

Ingo gave his brother a small smile and a nod" try not to be out too late."

He gave a nervous chuckle before getting on the line to Opelucid city. When he got off, he made his way to Lacunosa town,

---

It was evident that your rivalry would become something more the two of you as much as you swore up and down that you hated each other had excellent chemistry and got along well. It was clear you both wanted something from each other.

---

Emmet open your door and came into your house, throwing his coat on your couch before sitting down. " you know you could at least knock." You snipped

"I'm Emmet, and you gave me a spare key and I'm going to use said key, also you already knew I was coming~"

His monotone voice ended in a purr when you came over and kissed him.

You deepened your kiss, unbuttoning his polo shirt and running your hands all over his chest, running your thumb over and pinching his nipples.

Emmet whined when you broke the kiss removing your hands from his body.

" patience, pet, there's Lube on the nightstand in the room. Get ready for me."

Emmet's eyes lit up, his smile going wider before making his way to the bedroom.

He displayed himself for you moving up his fingers before slowly pushing them inside his asshole, shuttering on how cold the liquid was.

You bet your lip when you wrap the collar around his neck. Fuck, he looks so good like this collared and obedient, eager to please

You rub the liquid on your cock, giving it small Strokes before slamming it inside of him,

"Oh Fuck!" Emmet held back his moans as you started to pound into him mercilessly.

"If only they could see you now getting fucked like this underneath me."

Emmet shuttered at your words clenching around you,

" Subway boss Emmet is actually just a little whore"

"S-shut the fuck-hah!"

His eyes roll back biting into the pillow when he feels your hand wrap on his cock.

" Little do they know every time you talk shit, you still come back just to have a taste of me, pathetic."

You change your pace hitting harder and deeper.

Giving his cock a squeeze, he loses that, exploding all over your hand and chest while you fuck him through his orgasm, milking every shot of cum from his cock.

"S'much, oh~ so fucking good! More, More!"

You wrap a finger around his collar, pulling him forward, your lips meeting his, his cock still throbbing; you stop your pace for just a moment reaching over to grab a new toy.

You press the cold plastic tip against his shaft before turning it on you stayed deep inside of him while the you press the vibrator harder against the tip of his cock

"Mmph, such an annoying tease~!"

Man isn't he talkative tonight.

His soft moans of pleasure were like music to your ears.

Occasionally Emmet would try to grind his hips or buck against the toy only for your hand to come down on his thigh; he only whimpered, his cock jumping at the sharp pain.

He was getting close again but instead of you finishing him off you lower the vibrator settings.

"Beg Emmie, ~"

He gave you a glare there is no way in fuck-

" beg, man whore or I will leave you like this" you grow your hand coming down on his dick.

"HAH! Fuck! Please make me cum! please- I am yours I am forever- oh~"

You pick up your pace putting the toy on the highest setting.

You slam your lips down on him once again as he cums again. His arms wrap around you as you move deeper, staying nice and still as you milk his cock

Emmet purrs, feeling your tongue run up his neck before sucking. He loves when you mark your territory.

Cock growing soft in your hands you slowly pull yourself out of him.

Emmet snuggles closer to you laying his head on your chest.

"I love you Baby"

Yeah, I think it's time to come out to the public about your relationship with your rival.

#smut #pokemon emmet x reader #emmet #submas #sub emmet

[local-pokesimp]

I think the concept of the Hisuian natives finding a magazine or brochures from the present timeline is so fucking funny. Like, imagine Lucas and Akari coming back from an expedition with a bunch of magazines from Galar, Unova, Alola or Hoenn. Most of them in the Galarian alphabet, which means Laventon is the only one who can read them. Ingo too, since he's from Unova.

They find a fashion magazine that advertises Nimbasa City. Everyone is just confused because, why in the fuck are there two Ingos, but the other one is wearing white and is smiling? And why does the Ingo in the photo look so different from the Ingo they have here in Hisui? And wait hold on, does this say that he's ranked #1 Most Attractive Man in Unova, with a green haired guy who kinda resembles Wally for some reason in second place, and white smiley Ingo in third. What is this fuckery?

Melli, comparing Unovan Ingo to Hisuian Ingo: ...They can't be the same person. *turns to Irida* Can't they?!

Irida, who's as equally confused: I don't know... And why are there two of him????

Ingo: Oh no, Lady Irida, there is only one of me. Emmet is my twin.

Melli: YOU HAVE A TWIN????

Ingo: ....I HAVE A TWIN?!

Lucas: *faintly hears that Xbox achievement sfx in the background*

Oh and another one from Galar featuring Leon. And wait... Why does he seem familiar. Lucas side eyes Laventon, looks back at Leon's picture, remembers what the professor read on the magazine, describing the Galar champion's upbeat personality. Oh. That's why. Also what is that really big orange Pokemon? What the hell is curry???? ("Looks like shit." -Beni, probs)

They browsed through other magazine from Johto and Kanto (Beni's very happy that his ninjutsu lives on through Koga and Janine). And oh, Hoenn. Woah, who is this stunning male specimen, he's fucking pretty. And does it say here that he's getting married to a Master Class Coordinator who's also incredibly gorgeous? Why, good for them!

Wally: ....I can't attend their wedding :(

Akari, very surprised and crushing on Wallace: You know them?

Wally: I don't know? I mean... Maybe? They're familiar, but they're famous people so maybe I don't? ...*sigh* I want my memories back.

Lucas and Ingo: Same.

Akari remembers that one shirt she picked up from one of those rifts that has an Alolan Exeggutor print when they find a magazine about Alola. Oh, what's this Battle Tree place? Wait who is this woman who looks like Volo and Cogita? Lucas feels nostalgic upon seeing her, like she's a close friend or something like that. Wait, does her article mention Lucas?? Lucas knew this lady??? And she thinks highly of him? Excuse me?? And hold on, who else is featured here...

Akari: WALLY, YOU DIDN'T TELL US YOU WERE FAMOUS!!

Wally: I'm not!

Lucas: THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FEATURED IN A MAGAZINE!

Wally: I don't know!

Laventon: Well, you were clearly well known, my boy! They're talking about your battle expertise and your Mega Gallade! Uh... Whatever that is.

Wally: I think it has something to do with my pendant? WAIT– I had a Gallade?!?!?!??

Kamado, thinking to himself: Like grandfather, like grandson. Also what the fuck is a Mega Gallade?

Cyllene: ....Why are you all reading this in my office?

#pokemon #pokemon legends arceus #legends arceus #Hisuian Wally AU #rival wally #akari pokemon #pokemon trainer lucas #professor laventon #subway boss ingo #clan leader irida #warden melli #commander kamado #captain cyllene #this concept is just so funny to me #im sure it is to other people too #everyone in hisui is just losing their shit over this discovery #like 'warden ingo was hot and had a twin apparently???' #'lucas knew famous people and is also famous himself??' #'wally is actually a battle expert and has a weird gallade???' #pokesimp says things

[antihibikase2]

The rumor of a ghost duelist persists among the streets of Nimbasa City.

His blue cape turns into an inky black in the field of battle, his sole red eye illuminating his silhouette. With a duel disk shaped like a crescent moon, he whistles a haunting melody as he makes his next move- and strikes his next target.

Rumor has it that he not only steals the coveted Number cards, cards of mysterious origin that bring out the true nature of each duelist,

but also their soul; perhaps as punishment for making a deal with the devil.

This was Piper truly leaving his mark on the Unova region- the shroud of anonymity was a small price to pay in exchange for the sight of the world being brought down to their knees, quivering in fear as the rumor grows.

It was a cause for pride when this leads to a professional duelist seeking him out, instead of the other way around- and one with a Number card, no less.

Number 7: Lucky Straight.

Light attribute, fairy-type.

A strange choice for pro duelist Grimsley, who specialized in monsters that are the opposite- creatures of the darkness, zombies and fiends.

But, he was also a well-known gambler, a risk-taker who left the fate of duels all up to luck; perhaps this mismatched choice was simply proof of that.

"Hey, you," Grimsley calls out to him; the mark of the number forms on the back of his hand, glowing a bright gold. "I'm not necessarily caught up to what the kids are talking about nowadays-"

They find themselves at the rooftop of Nimbasa City's shopping mall, overseeing the hustle and bustle of the night life.

Smiles and laughter, bright lights and sounds.

Piper could only imagine The Diviner's lonely gaze and trembling voice as he watched from the glass tower.

"But you're the rumored ghost, aren't you? The guy who steals souls, and the hunter of numbers."

"And what of it?" His voice is haughty- but he didn't care. "Have you come here to surrender yours before you're targeted? Pro duelist Grimsley is rumored to be a coward, you know."

"That's true," Grimsley bitterly chuckles, taking a coin out of his pocket. "A coward who abandoned his past- and his family, along with it. A guy that leaves it all up to fate, so it's easier to absolve himself of responsibility."

Piper whips out the keychain from his belt, just as Grimsley prepares one of his popular coin tosses- a sight the media never seems to tired of.

"But you know what? This coward's going toe to toe with this strange ghost everyone's scared of."

"For your own safety?"

"Oh no, far from it," Another chuckle, just as forced as the last one. "What this card does is nothing sort of a miracle- its pros outweigh the cons, and I'm willing to gamble everything and and anything to keep it. However,"

He tosses his coin, and it takes shape of his duel disk, attaching into his arm with ease.

"That melody you whistle. I'm going to need to know where you found that."

Oh?

Suddenly, Piper feels the chill of the night breeze brushing on his skin, giving him goosebumps.

"See, that thing you're humming- I know you know it's from nowhere big. Just a simple song,"

He takes out his D Gazer.

"But, you see, that song is my brother's-"

As Grimsley places his D Gazer, Piper realizes his eyes are a familiar shade of indigo. "

-and wherever he is right now, I know you had something to do with his disappearance."

Piper doesn't reply.

His own duel disk takes form as the tattoo of Team Plasma forms around his eye- and he ditches his red glasses, just this once.

Pushing down the growing panic, he focuses solely on the duel with Grimsley's soul at stake- nevermind the image of Slater hating him forever forming in his head.

He was abducted because he was weak. He was weak because he was abandoned.

Grimsley is at fault then, isn't he?

That makes it all the easier to fan the flames.

"Slater," A mad grin forms on Piper's face. "Hey, you're watching, aren't you? Then I'll make sure to teach your good-for-nothing brother a lesson."

#numeron code #fic

[kiebs]

Arviana Week

Day 3 - Picnics

I'm just going to accept that I'll forever be a day behind lol

Also on AO3

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Paldea really had some crazy biomes. Just over that ridge, the ridge that formed Collonade Hollow, was Asado Desert and yet where they were was lush with verdant grass and clusters of trees. Even the breeze was on the cooler side, but that could be because of them being farther north, plus the river that ran just past the hill. Unova hadn't been like that, as far as she knew.

Well, to be fair, there had been a large desert between Nimbasa and Castelia Cities in Unova, but just the stark change was throwing Juliana off. Unova didn't have anything like the caverns out east, after all. Just some more cliffy and mountainous areas, but nothing so extreme.

Well, she supposed it gave Paldea a charm, the changing biomes, and at least this way she and Arven had a nicer place for a picnic than one of the mesas.

Their pokemon relaxed around them sans Mabosstiff, but considering he wasn't hundred percent yet, Juliana didn't blame Arven for keeping him in his ball for the time being.

After all, they had one Titan left now.

…and Juliana had the Elite Four to take on and two more Team Star bases.

At least Florian was helping her with the latter, seeing as he had helped with the Navi Squad and all. Apparently, he and Atticus had really hit it off too, so finding and getting to the last two bases wouldn't be too hard either.

So really she only had to worry about the League and the last Titan.

She plopped her chin on her palm and sighed.

"What are you sighing about?" Arven spoke up and she stuck her tongue out at him. "Oh, wow. Real mature, little buddy."

"I'm sighing over the fact you won't let me play with your hair," she remarked and laughed at the hand he held protectively over his head. "I'm joking, I'm joking! I'm just...nervous about the League and all."

"Why? You're super strong, Juli," he said and for some reason, him calling her Juli made her heart race. "Heck, Titans aside, you took down all eight gyms in, what? Two months? I think the only person who has you beat on that time is the Student Council President and she's some kinda pokemon battling machine."

Juliana really wanted to argue with that, she did, but he had a point. As sweet and kind of clingy as Nemona had been, she had crazy stamina when it came to battling.

"To be fair, I only beat Florian to Grusha because he pissed off a flock of Delibird," she pointed out and grinned at Arven's exaggerated eye roll.

"We're not talking about Florian," he sneered and she had to fight the giggle down as he tried to correct his tone. She should probably tell him he didn't have to be so jealous over Florian, but there was something cute about the way he got all huffy when the other boy was mentioned. "We're talking about you and your amazing battling skills, little buddy. You have nothing to worry about at the League!"

"Thank you," she said. "I do mean it. I just…maybe it's less worry about actually battling the League and more that…I feel guilty?"

"Guilty?" Arven tilted his head just like a confused Growlithe. Oh, that was so cute. "Why?"

Juliana plucked at the grass, scattering the blades into the wind. She pressed her lips together and felt a little like she might cry.

"Well, there's still one more Titan? Mabosstiff isn't…one hundred percent yet…so I…I don't want to leave you guys hanging to go off and-and challenge—"

A big hand fell onto her shoulder.

She hadn't realized she had pulled a whole clump of grass out, leaving dirt on the edge of their blanket and sad blades to flutter listlessly. Unsurprisingly, Zuzu was toddling over with a frown on her face. Putt-Putt wasn't far behind, his engine revving worriedly.

"You know, it's okay to be selfish, right?" Arven said and Juliana felt the tears she was trying to fight bubble up. He smiled at her and it didn't help. "Little buddy, Juliana, I think you're…the most selfless person I've ever met. Take it from me. I've been selfishly using you this whole time, haven't I?"

"You…You just couldn't…trust me at first," she mumbled and rubbed at her cheeks. "I-I wouldn't trust some-some new kid from Unova either with my p-p-precious partner. P-Plus you've been-been sharing the Herba Mystica."

"Yeah, in sandwich form," he remarked and began patting nervously around himself. "Where… Ah! Here!"

He held out a relatively clean handkerchief to her and only grimaced a little when she sniffled. Still, he sighed when she took it and she chuckled at that.

"Sorry…" she mumbled.

"It's okay." He tentatively patted her shoulder. "…but really, it's okay. I have to do some research on the last Titan anyway, so… Go take on the League, little buddy. Mabosstiff and I…we can handle waiting a little longer. Besides, it's probably better not to…y'know, eat too much of this stuff too quickly."

"I guess so…" Juliana worried the cloth between her hands. Her team was pretty strong…so taking on the League… "…are you sure it'll be okay?"

Arven bumped her shoulder and she couldn't help leaning into the touch. Surprisingly, he didn't move away.

"Yeah! It'll be fine!" he insisted. "…besides, all I know is that the Titan's somewhere…northwest so…"

He gestured around them, more so towards the river than the desert.

"Could be on Socarrat Trail. Could be somewhere on the Lake. Hell, maybe even somewhere closer to Glaseado." His shrug rocked her. "It'll take a bit, so you have some time. Mabosstiff is holding pretty strong so…it's fine."

She sniffled again.

"…you're sure?"

"Pretty sure."

"Positive?"

"Positive."

"Absolutely po—"

He bumped her again with a grumble.

"Yes, mocosa," he snapped, before his voice was much softer. "I'll be waiting just a phone call away, okay? I better be the first person you call when you make Champion Rank."

"Nemo already called dibs."

"How dare you."

Juliana laughed and the sight of his smile made her heart soar.

"No, you'll be the first after mom. Nemona will probably be waiting in the lobby, anyway." She grinned and leaned her head against his shoulder. "…thanks, Arven."

"Any time, little buddy."

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Juliana's team is based off my own team from Violet so it's:

Habanero the Skeledirge

Zuzu the Azumarill

Flamma the Flamigo

Portobello the Toedscruel (matching with Arven)

Putt-Putt the Revavroom

Godzilla the Baxcalibur

#arvianaweek2023 #my writing #arviana #pokemon #pokemon scarvio #arven #juliana #fanfic

[cosmic-cd]

hhhough i am thinking so hard about leon (and hazel)

i am rotating him in my mind at mach speed. (and occasionally smooching him) this is gonna be like. SO disjointed i'm so sorry

i feel like often that he's depicted as like. a himbo type guy. and sure he's very handsome, he's muscular, and he's very kind- but he's canonically very well read!!!! and he's sweet, but he's troubled and quietly dealing with all the pressure of being "unbeatable" for so long. that's his whole thing. sometimes that smile is fake, and it's very hard to read what he's really feeling. and it's implied, at least i feel- that sometimes him getting lost is really him being directionless, and sometimes it's wandering off intentionally. (especially since he has a habit of appearing where he's needed from time to time)

i really like writing the way his eyes shine or go dull depending on his mood, too. like, you know what to look for and you can read him a little better. a smile can mean a lot of different things, but an intense gaze you have to look away from because it's like looking directly into the sun means another. or tarnished eyes, tired and distant. or a shining, warm gaze, full of excitement and genuine joy.

just thinking about him talking endlessly about different abilities and movesets and individual habits of certain po'kemon or different battle strategies beyond just moves and status effects

or talking about interesting regional historical facts or past champions he really admires!!!! he reads a lot!!! he also has an interest in working out and his hat collection, sure, but what else does he like!!! maybe he hasn't had time to explore more hobbies because he's been stuck in his champion role for so long

i know he takes up the battle tower, but. man's gotta take breaks from time to time. i know for my personal stuff with him and hazel, he's going to opt to go adventuring with her! but i wanna sort out hobbies for him! interests that either develop or resurface now that he's free to do what he wants!!! what does he like to wear outside of his champion outfit and battle tower outfit??

i need to solve these things. i am thinking harder than ever about leon.

and also i am thinking about him and hazel spending time together in their downtime. maybe they are watching recordings of battles. maybe they are making bread. bread that hazel insists is charizard shaped because leon's charizard is "just a big, silly loaf."

maybe they are windowshopping in wyndon. or going on that big ol ferris wheel in wyndon (scary for hazel. she is clinging to leon. and probably thinking "oh hey N would probably like this.") and maybe they are visiting unova because hazel wants some time to visit back home. they can go to nimbasa city and ride the ferris wheel there (also terrifying for hazel)

i do wanna write a thing where hazel and leon visit the battle subway (hazel excitedly reuniting with her Subway Uncles) and battle their way to the last car together

or write a thing where they visit anville town together because hazel enjoys trainspotting and there's a nice little cafe there that's nice and out of the way...

basically my brain is so full of thoughts. thank you for your time if you read through all of this LOL;; i have so many thoughts and none of them are organized

#cosmo rambles

[spitdrunken]

Oh Gloyhole? Ok here's one

also hi Spitdrunken it's been a while!! :3:

Ingo has a crush on you, he's recently he has been feeling rather pent up and his toy just isnt cutting it any more, so just this once he decides to go to a gloryhole. He tries to look inconspicuous as possible because he is still an nimbasa City. When he feels the person's warm wet now around him he tries so desperately not to say a word, biting into his hand as he thrusts into their mouth. He's thinking about you the entire time. How he wishes it's your mouth instead of someone else's.

Soon "quiet" grunts of your name starts to slip out of his mouth when hes getting close. Ingo thinks he was quiet enough so this fine, it's not like the people here know how you are.

Well except for the person on the other side of the wall sucking him off, that is turning red because their boss ingo is moaning their name.

( sorry for the shaky and hard to read writing my brain is pretty fried right now)

hiiii ro it really has been a bit :’)!! and don’t apologise, it’s fine!!! i completely understand what u meant here! and it’s sSOO goood...

You’re there for the exact same reason as him; Some stress relief!! You picked one on the other side of Nimbasa too, just so that the chance of running into anyone was minimal. Either way, you guess you’ll never know if there’s anyone familiar today!

You think this stranger must be your favourite so far, a nice, thick cock that fits perfectly on your tongue and feels so nice as it slides down your throat. Typically, you just let the other person set the pace, but then you hear it. Obvious, clear groans of your name. You can’t believe it for a moment, but you have to hear more.

Suddenly, you’re changing the pace, bobbing your head up and down their cock and sucking on it, shuddering as you hear them get louder and louder and realise oh fuck, it’s such a familiar voice-! You can’t believe your boss would be here at such a place, but it sounds so much like him. You desperately start rubbing yourself to your panties, bucking your hips against the touch and getting even more enthusiastic about sucking him off.

He cums in no time at all, with the loudest cry of your name so far. There’s so cum flooding your mouth too... He must have been really pent up. 

The next day at work, you make sure to talk around Ingo, so he hears how sore your throat is, and how your voice just sounds a little bit off. The flush on his face immediately reveals to you what he’s thinking about.

#ingo x reader #cha.ingo

[pointvee]

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#sneasler - 27 posts

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Submas Longer Fic Recs pt. 1

In Tandem by yautjan

In which Arceus calls upon two pairs of twins to stop two doomsday plots simultaneously.

Ingo and Emmet are summoned to two different Jubilifes, to two different teenagers to aid them in their seemingly innocent journeys for reasons they do not fully understand. Dark machinations are at work though, and if everyone wants to get home safe at the end of the day it will take every ounce of strength, conviction and courage to brave the trials set before them.

Oh the Years have been Long by layren

Emmet and the world forget Ingo after he disappears, and some years later Sinnoh forgets Dawn. Nonetheless, they return, their own memories worse for wear. The Nimbasa Crew and Sinnoh Trainers combine forces, try to make sense of their lost memories and regain what's lost, and create a found family in the process.

Sought and Found by SakiStarling

When Akari was taken from her time, she was in the middle of something rather important. Now, things are even more dicey in a region that may or may not know her.

A Delivery Through Time by MCNixie

Emmet gets letters from 200 years ago via time magic. He is not having a good time.

Standard Operating Procedures by layren and pointvee

Who is Ingo? Who is Emmet? Who is Missing? 

Unknown Tracks by StellarCoachman

In which no one told Emmet and Elesa that Ingo had time travelled, with some interesting consequences.

Detours by BrownieFox

Ingo and Dawn fall back into the future - and so does Rei. 

(grabs the funny subway man) YOURE GOING BACK HOME FUCKER by Random_ag

In which Nimbasa City's most prominent figures find themselves in grief, a man and a child emerge from the mountains, and Ingo grapples with a world he would swear he knows, but cannot recognize.

Next stop, the place once called home by shadow_oblivion

the joltik fic, where Lady Sneasler and Ingo fall back into current times, and almost die a few times

232 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#4

I can imagine that because it’s basically his diary he also records things that tick him off as well as important life events. He doesn’t upload anything for a while and then he posts a barely visible picture of a toppled over torch in a cave with “Goddammit Melli” written under the image, or whatever the pokemon equivalent of goddammit is

"Sinnoh above Melli this is the fortieth time this month"

others include:

[a shot of a large pile of torches, whose design is distinctive to pre-colonized Sinnoh] "Lady Sneasler was kind enough to help me gather all of the torches"

[a shot of a trail of torches leading the way through a cave, with a barely visible purple claw on the border] "All Safety Protocols have been Restored!"

[an extremely blurry shot of a frightened man in blue being bowled over by a blur of purple fur] "YOU."

260 notes - Posted April 11, 2022

#3

im surprised no one has eeby deebied the funny train men in marvel new york

ingo and emmet as villains of the day but theyre really just renovating the subway and making all the train run on time

or maybe just emmet while ingo has fun in hisui

tony stark having to deal with an unknown energy drain. emmets joltiks have coincidentally found a new favorite snack. emmet is also missing several joltik. the two collide. 

spiderman meets joltik??? wait doesnt miles morales also have electric powers

 something about the tesseract. maybe it summons palkia by accident

idk theres so many ideas to be had here

302 notes - Posted April 3, 2022

#2

more additions to the ingo on social media post i had:

im yoinking an idea from @cell113 with permission to fix my plothole, ingo thinks he’s like. posting these pics to a gallery. he’s using it kinda like a diary, where he can store his memories? he’s got plenty of pictures but its like scrap booking only the best/most important get put in the gallery. this means that unless something eventful happened 80% of his early posts are sneasel pics or landscape pics because,, he’s on a mountain. aint much up there. the point is he doesnt know other people can see what he’s posting.

anyways one of the first pics to break the wholesome trend (it also breaks the daily post streak ingo has kept up) is an extremely blurry picture of a figure in what can barely be recognizable as a white subway master coat, albeit ripped and tattered. theres what might be blood smeared across it??? the face is too blurred to make out as they loom over the camera, but theres a fanged smirk just barely visible. the caption is simply it looked like me. why was it smiling? 

his followers are... understandably freaked out. theres a lot of concerned comments (that ingo cant see because he never figured out the show comments button lol) asking if he’s ok. he’s. mostly okay, just mild lacerations there are a lot of @’s toward @/submasemmet asking “Is this you?????” 

and so emmet finds out about this very odd account. 

(the mods on the site try to take to picture down a couple times for content violation, yknow. blood lmao. ingo keeps reposting it, worried that his diary is glitched, which increasingly confused captions like 

this is my fifteenth time posting this why is it disappearing

is this device glitching?

before the mods give up attempting to contact him to stop and just spoiler warning his photo lol. theres a whole reddit thread compiling his captions though, and it is becoming slowly apparent that something is wrong with this account.)

313 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

ive seen a few akari has internet on the arc phone posts but hear me out:

ingo, his divine xtransceiver, and moderated social media

moderated so he doesnt break the time line ofc

it starts after the inital fuss of ingos fall into hisui, after being rescued and be selected as Lady Sneaslers warden. when the dust settles, ingo finally has time to look at the belongings that came with him. the odd watch like device he had that doesnt tell time he sets aside at first, its original position taken by the warden bracelet that is a sign of his position. but somehow its face flares with light, and it is transformed, slightly. golden lines and white planes replace black and red faces, and what he had assumed to be blank instead shows... him? 

anyways he figures out it take photos! and the first post (why he’s posting and how he knows how to post is handwaved pls, idk myself lol) is a verrrrry close up photo of his eye. the handle is wardeningoPC which i bet would confuse some people on what the PC means. pokemon center? pokemon coordinator? (its pearl clan) 

the account starts small back in the future, mostly pictures of the mount coronet landscape at different times, with captions in a weird mix of galarian and old sinnohan. the posts garner a small following, some rather concerned when ingo posts a picture from lady sneaslers cave of the raging blizzard outside. ingo can see the comments, mostly, but doesnt tend to reply. anyways he takes alot of these pics, and they look really nice. divine cameras have really nice resolution yknow

and then lady sneasler has kits. and what else would he want to take pictures of after that?? the people in the future are going absolutely bananas because this random guy is posting pictures of a completely extinct variant of pokemon, and babies at that. this is where the moderation comes into effect, as research inquiries, bribes, and even threats flood the account wanting to know about/obtain these rare mons. ingo sees none of this, most explicit mentions of the future are removed anyways. not sure if that moderation can be seen in the future though? ingo replies so rarely people would be unable to tell what he sees and doesnt see anyways

the sneasel pics skyrocket the account to internet fame in a week. people are speculating on who the account belongs to, what kind of pokemon are shown in the photos, where the owner is, etc. 

(mmm i have more thoughts but thats for later i think)

686 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

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[milfingo]

This is going to be a bit of the crown jewel au for this blog. And the literal reason why I made this blog too. It’s still mostly in development but I want to share what I have so far.

This idea spawned from a very odd combination of things. One being that I Love, Love, Love fairy tropes. Animal transformations and damsels in distress are like my top two favorites. And from there things just get weird, haha.

This all starts with the dragons of Unova hiding away in disguise after what happened with the founders. During this time, they make a distinct effort to avoid humans despite their disguises as other common pokemon. One day, they stumble upon a pair of twins playing house outside. Intrigued, they stick around to watch. Something about the children pulled at their memories. Eventually the dragons realize that they are descendents of the founders. Delighted, they stick around. Even going so far as to play with the children from time to time. Their favorite is when the two play house with the eldest acting as Mommy and the younger Daddy. Eventually though the dragons move on. Not wanting to risk the danger of staying in one place for too long.

However, spending time with those humans has awoken a desire within them. Their original creator left them to their own devices, as it should be. But the feeling of being cared for by loving ‘Parents’. It lingers in the back of their minds.

Time passes and someone manages to track them down. For months they fight skirmishes with those trying to capture them. Eventually they end up at the desert resort and use the cover of the ever present sandstorm to slip away in a disguise they’ve never used before, humans. Influenced by their time with the twin descendants they take on the form of young human children no older than 10.

Once they get away from their pursuers they make their way to Nimbasa. Something calls to them from there and it is a city that is close by. However in the scuffle they get separated from one another.

Zekrom, currently disguised as the youngest of the three, ends up in the subway tunnels causing the ATO to trip and some depot agents to check it out. Upon finding the seemingly lost and a bit scuffed up child they coax them to follow them up to the office so that they can try and help them to find their parents and/or partner pokemon.

However, none of the agents have been able to get anything out of the kid after rendering first aid and offering them refreshments. That is until one of the Subway bosses drops by to check on the situation. The kid perks up upon seeing them and they scurry over to him, stars in their eyes as they look up at Subway Boss Emmet. The agents around chuckle a bit, leave it up to hero worship to get kids talking. In reality Zekrom is delighted to see one of the twins all grown up! Look at him, he’s so tall now!

Meanwhile Emmet is trying to use the child’s apparent hero worship to his advantage and get some information out of them. He can’t get a thing out of ‘em. The kid just gives him these looks and he sort of knows what they mean, but also he doesn't, and oh my god where is Ingo when you need him to coddle some kids and get them to talk???

Suddenly two more kids burst into the office, closely followed by Ingo who looks haggard. Clearly having been chasing the two children up until this point. Neither is amused by the implications that children have managed to sneak past their security systems.

Haha. That's all I got RN. Which hit none of the trigger tags but I have them there for later on oops

#blankshipping #crown jewel au #This one is definately shippy #check the pinned post #nothing triggering yet

[a-tale-of-legends]

Okay okay okay.

Uncle Submas Twins Au. Everything is the same except Jazz and Grayson( and by extension Soup and maybe Felicity), both knew the Submas twins in their youth, possibly through their travels, and all grew up being friends. Thus the ended up being a semi constant in Alexis and Elliot's life, being considered as uncles. Elesa too, of course. She's their cool fashionable aunt! Simply imagining the shenanigans the twins could get with baby A and E. Holding them for the first time ( they cried! A lot!). Talking with them even though they( A and E) only know babble. A and E probably getting their love for battling from them, Elliot especially being influenced by the twins being subway bosses.

You know, if I go with the idea that Drayden is the Submas twins grandfather, then they probably meet Iris at some point too!!! I'm not 100 percent sure her age compared to the twins, but they have a new baby cousin lol.

Now, because the Submas twins are a semi constant in A and E's life in this au, there's some slight changes.

1. They. Do not like N. Not at first, anyway. They gradually warm up to them ( thanks to Elliot and they're general empathy for him). Between dragging Alexis on that ferris wheel( N is very lucky the twins weren't there) and just dragging Alexis and Elliot into the Team Plasma mess leaves a sour taste in their mouth. Like. It did in the original base timeline but now more so.

2. Alexis running away hit them hard. There's a lot of what ifs thrown around: what if I was stronger, what if I was there for him , what if I was there instead. Though they both know that wondering about the past won't solve anything. It's what you do now and for the future that counts.

3. They...saw how bad Alexis was getting when he came back. They wanted to talk with him, as did everyone, but Elliot begged them to keep quiet so she can try and work things out. It didn't sit right with them, but they obliged.

4. Ingo disappearing hit Alexis hard. Before, in the normal timeline, it affected him because he knew Ingo on a base level, but not at the closeness that Elliot had. But here? Ingo was his uncle. Alexis lost another uncle. I think this was when Alexis truly shut the world out, becoming numb and just going with the motions. Working at the daycare did bring him some joy, as other little things, but he couldn't bring it upon himself to latch onto these little joys. The blame was never his fir Ingo's disappearance but there's a voice at the back of his mind saying it is. And he believes it, as obscure as it's reasoning. Naturally, this caused a rift between Alexis and those he loves, even more than before.

Those are the main 4 major changes I can think of. A lot angsty , so here's some more fluff.

Little Alexis and Elliot wearing the Submas coat and hat that was clearly way too big for them( the Submas twins cried when seeing them. Again)

Alexis, when he was young, wasn't too fond of super load startling noises. Sometimes Ingo would accidentally scare the poor boy. But, no matter what, whenever Ingo and Emmet are over, Alexis likes to be in Ingo's arms. He's fallen asleep in them many times and makes Ingo's heart explode everytime.

Meanwhile Emmet gets his hair pulled by Elliot lol.

Emmet will subject Alexis and Elliot to every single train related song there is just to spite Jazz. She was mortified when she heard Elliot singing then ( poorly) when she was playing with her building blocks.

Speaking of trains, these kids have so many train toys, oh my god. Elliot likes making them crash into her toy buildings.

There's without a doubt in my mind that are some point, A and E cried when Ingo and Emmet had to leave for Nimbasa City. They had to stay a few more hours because of that.

Also the Submas twins know Cheren and Bianca!!!! They greatly encourage Cheren with his knowledge of pokemon and battling and tell Bianca about all the cool stuff she could do in Nimbasa City. They probably would ask Elesa to sign a picture of her to give to Bianca. Little Bianca would freak lol.

Is that it?......yeah I think that's it. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it!

( okay, before I post this, I'm just realizing the laugh that the twins , Jazz and Grayson had when they realized how similar Elliot and Emmet are name wise. Like it was total coincidence, but just enough for Emmet to tease them on how they named their child after him lol)

#r rambles #legendverse #oc: elliot jones #oc: alexis jones #pokemon oc #submas twins #submas emmet #submas ingo #pokemon ingo #pokemon emmet #ingo and emmet

[yanban-san]

Sooo, the twins have done "little" favors for Elisa before, like adjusted the weather or brought her a baby Raikou (nbd of course). But what if Elisa was facing something a little more serious? Maybe she mentions offhandedly to Darling on a girl's day that there's a creep who regularly comes in to challenge her gym. Its always super uncomfortable and makes it hard for her to work because she's always anxious about him coming in, but she can't exactly ban him because of the gym rules or whatever. Darling is lucky that her bosses care about her so much that look out for her and keep the creeps away (nudge nudge wink wink)

The creep goes missing the next day. He doesn't show for like two weeks and Elisa is relieved, but also a little suspicious because she KNOWS those blockheads were listening. So she goes to confront them.

Elisa: What did you do?

Emmet: We don't know what you're talking about

Ingo: You'll have to be more specific.

Elisa: The guy! The creep who challenges my gym! He's gone - I thought we talked about how disappearing people was bad!

Emmet: We talked about how killing people was bad. But we didn't kill him! We thought you'd be pleased.

Elisa: What did you do?

Ingo: We thought that since he was such a drain on your energy, he ought to have a form to match.

Emmet: He fits right in with the other joltiks around here! We can't even tell them apart anymore :}

-Scale Anon

adhsjhda Scale Anon you have excellent ideas-

Put this under the cut because it’s long:

It happened shortly after Elesa had become "friends" with the demons of the Subway Station.

Elesa had been so terrified of them- But, they had agreed to answer her questions, and to not hurt her- To explain themselves rather than remove her memories, and that they’d never wanted to bring her harm!

As the Gym Leader of Nimbasa, the de facto protector of the city- It was her duty to assess the threat of these supernatural train conductors. If they were bad, then- well, she'd retreat and figure out how to deal with them, of course!

But now, after she had asked her questions- and gotten some very vague, confusing answers in return, and some terrifying ones- They’d refused to answer why they were here in the first place.

Until you suddenly walked in. And she watched as the two practically melted under your questions and your thanks for their assistance- dreamily sighing and craning their heads to follow your movements as you left the office-

They were two idiots in love! They were adorable! After she had gushed to them about how cute they'd been- Quietly watching their darling, love and adoration and passion so clearly written all over their smitten faces- She learned of just how nervous they were- They weren't used to humans; They weren't used to human customs, and all of it was so foreign to their kind; And specifically, Ingo emphasized, they were terribly worried about frightening their poor darling- As Elesa had been. They'd accidentally frightened- and injured- her beforehand, when they first arrived in this realm anyway.

"But not to worry," Emmet added- "We healed her and took her memories!"

"Like with me?" Elesa asked.

"Yes- Though brother did it, and he did it properly!"

Ingo nodded.

So, she'd established something; They could erase people's memories. And their true appearances were something very dangerous. Hmm.

And they were also nervous idiots who didn’t know how to ask a girl out.

But then Elesa had an idea; She would help them work up the courage to confess to you, and use her vast knowledge of human customs to help them express their love for you in ways that would make sense to you!

Elesa had to return to her work, however; And Ingo oh so graciously teleported her there, before bidding her adieu. Well, she thought- they seemed polite- and kind!

Oh how wrong she was.

It started when she learned- and regained her memories of Gear Station.

It hadn’t been there but for nearly a year, not the some... near hundred, that the world thought it had existed for.

The world.

They had manipulated the entirety of the world into accepting the existence of a supernatural transit system- Because you had complained to your friends one frustrated afternoon about how much you hated the awful buses around the cities, and expensive taxi rides.

For an off hand remark, they bent the fabric of reality, and across the entirety of a region- set up every necessary component of a subway system? The trains, the rails, the- the wiring, the buildings- train stuff, Elesa didn’t know-

What else had they done?

Oh right. They’d brought Dialga to your front door, they said. It had refused at first- but Emmet simply smacked it into submission and it was so frightened it was willing to listen to anything they had to say after that.

Elesa was a little nervous at this revelation- And she watched you with incredible curiosity. You seemed largely unaware of every action they did for you- The changes in the weather, how you always seemed to win at games of luck and chance, free food or dish mix ups at restaurants, and a hundred other little odd things that simply made your life better. No wonder you seemed so content and happy all the time- every little stress in your life magic’d itself away, and you were constantly blessed with freebies and treats and every little thing you could want. Emmet and Ingo were certainly quite... cute in the way they showed their affection! It put such a smile on Elesa’s face.

But then she’d also learned of their darker sides. “Kind and polite” her ass; they understood enough of human “customs” to know that certain actions were unacceptable; But they simply didn’t care, or their natures as whatever-the-hell-they-are trumped whatever thoughts humans had on the matter.

She couldn’t believe she’d had to explain to them that murder was unacceptable- As was kidnapping, brainwashing, and the host of a thousand other terrible things they dreamed up between the two of them in their supposed name of loving you. It almost made her sick; but, perhaps, that place they mentioned they came from really was so horrible that they’d never considered that these things were bad. How pitiable, Elesa thought.

  And, at the very least, they seemed to accept her moral teachings, so that was good!

And everything was relatively peaceful- aside from their blockheaded idiocy and your own naivety. But it was also cute! And Elesa genuinely liked hanging out with you, and sometimes she even enjoyed the company of the twins. She would bring them gifts and she learned they went nuts for sweets; So she would often bring them treats from her favorite bakery, or they would join her there.

And then they started reciprocating her gifts, with favors of their own. The rain stopped when Elesa had to go outside, Emmet showed up one day particularly happy that he had caught a little electric type- a Raikou, he said? And presented Elesa with it; It was a little baby, pawing and yowling and teething gently on Elesa’s poofy jacket, and she was ecstatic at the gift! How thoughtful and cute, and how special!

And she returned to her gym duties that day, letting her Jolteon watch over the little tiger.

Many, many challengers- Some not even challenging league, but that was alright; Elesa enjoyed the challenges trainers brought her, losing some battles, but winning many more!

And then there was one challenger.

“H-hello, Elesa! How’re you doing today?” He asked- smiling wide. He wasn’t an ugly man, by any means- He was clean and well dressed, but-

Elesa sighed, uninterested. “Alright,” She answered dryly. “Emolga, let’s go!”

Emmet’s smile was creepy, but in an endearing way. This man- his smile was always... strange. Creepy. Actually creepy. But he hadn’t done anything... too weird. Yet. He dropped Elesa’s title of “Gym Leader” after their third battle. He constantly asked her personal questions under the guise of conversation during their battles- And Elesa was always quick to set her boundaries. She’d dealt with eager fans before. But this trainer... he was showing up to her gym, day after day after day- How many times had it been? She’d stopped counting the days and started counting the months. About 3, she’d say?

But then he started showing up at some of her favorite places- Her cafes, the arcade, the nightclubs- Or while she was out grocery shopping-

This was unbearable! And sooner or later she was going to blow her lid at him- But she couldn’t risk a PR incident as a model, hmm.

Elesa sighed, pouting as she glared out the window of her favorite cafe; Waiting for you to show up.

“Yo, Elesa! How’s it going?” You asked- Man, she looked down, you thought.

Maybe you could cheer her up?

“Oh, hey there! I’m- I’m doing good,” She answered, trying to bring her attention back to you. That guy wasn’t here. And you were! She was going to enjoy her time out with you, darn it-

“Are you sure? You’ve been looking pretty annoyed these past couple of days,” Aw dang. You’d noticed?

“It’s nothing, I’m just dealing with... a creep.”

“Oh shoot, that sounds horrible!”

“It really is. He’s been coming to my gym practically every day, I run into him at lunch sometimes... I even ran into him at the Grotle Grocer’s mart yesterday.”

You cringed. “Oh, oh dear... that sounds terrible.”

Elesa sighed heavily, taking a taste of the whipped cream off her coffee beverage- It really was bad. And there you were; if you’d had a creep tailing you, Emmet and Ingo would’ve- Actually, they’d already done it on multiple occasions, before Elesa had to tell them that murder was bad. Whether it was a creep, a mugger, or some handsy guy at the bar- Elesa shuddered to think what must’ve happened to them.

But at the same time? She was a little jealous you had such protective, adoring admirers.

“I wish someone would deal with him- You’re really lucky you’ve got the Station Masters looking out for you, you know.”

You blinked. “Oh-oh, they don’t look out for me specifically, Miss Elesa! Emmet and Ingo are just really nice like that. They watch out for everybody- Though I’m sure if they knew you were being harassed, they’d be more than happy to sock the guy for you.”

Elesa laughed. Ah, if only you knew.

And suddenly a voice called out- “Miss Elesa! Fancy seeing you here!”

Oh Arceus no-

A voice that made her flinch. That guy.

You turned to look-

And the guy- that guy-

Looked like a creep. He looked well dressed and put together- Too perfectly. As though he were trying to mimic what a well dressed, put together man ought to look like-

His hair was combed back obsessively, his teeth were too white- And his movements were agitated and... strange. He paid you no heed, staring down at Elesa like a Sableye admiring a gem stone it found.

Elesa leaned away from him-

“Who are you?” You asked, annoyed.

The man drew his attention off of Elesa for a second- his eyes still flicking back to her as he answered you. “O-oh, I didn’t notice you there. I’m a- regular challenger of Elesa’s Gym,”

“Huh, weird. Anyway, Elesa-” You began, turning your attention back to your friend, “Oh yea, you know how Emmet like, threw that-”

“Mind if I join you?” The man interjected, ready to pull up a chair-

You puffed up- Maybe confronting this guy wasn’t the best idea, but- You saw how uncomfortable Elesa looked, and after all she’d done to help you? To comfort you when you were down, and, well- the simple fact she’d been your friend?

You weren’t going to stand for this.

“Actually we do mind, we’re having a private conversation here. Mind backing off?”

And all of a sudden the lights flickered dramatically.

The man may have been obsessed, but he was pathetically timid. He flinched at your statement, and seemed- suddenly overcome by something- He shivered.

And apologized meekly- and ran off.

“Full offense, but screw that guy. Did you see the way he was eying you? That was gross.”

“Thanks for that,” Elesa added. She was ready to yell at this guy but- PR problems. Gym problems.

“Why don’t you just ban him from your gym?”

“Can’t, he technically hasn’t done anything ban-worthy yet... Inside the gym. But I really do wish he’d stay away- I’ve been feeling like a drained charjabug ever since I’ve had to watch out for him when I’m just- hanging out with friends,” Elesa sighed miserably.

“That’s terrible- I wish I could do more Elesa- I just hate people like that. Maybe he’ll stay away now that we’ve sent him running with his tail between his legs, ha!”

---

The next day she returned to her gym duties.

And the man did not show up.

And the next day. He didn’t show up either.

Nor the next.

Or the next day after that.

Elesa waited- Maybe he had been beaten down- and was too pathetic to show up again-

Oh wait.

And immediately after she was done at the Gym- She booked it to Gear Station Central.

“Alright,” She shouted as she threw open the doors to their office- “I know you two had something to do with this!”

Emmet cocked his head at her, looking around a large filing cabinet. “Oh, Miss Elesa! How are you?” He held a mug in hand- chocolate milk, of course.

“Emmet-” She threatened, trying to look as menacing as possible. “What did you do?”

“I haven’t the faintest clue what you’re talking about, Miss Elesa!”

Ingo was sitting at his desk- staring at- not a work document, but a thick, leather bound book- “Indeed; What has you so riled, Miss Elesa?”

“You both know exactly what I’m talking about!” She hissed- Really, did they not expect her to know-

“You’ll have to be more specific- There are too many things you talk about,” Ingo added, looking up from the book.

Elesa glared at him. “Really, you guys- The creep! From my gym! You overheard me talking to your oh-so-precious-Darling and did something with him! I told you it’s bad to murder people! So why-”

“Ohh! You’re talking about... him.”

Emmet giggled. “We did not kill him, Miss Elesa! We are still following what you have told us. Are you not pleased that he is not pestering you anymore?”

Elesa took a step back- Sometimes she was harshly reminded of the fact that these two... were not human.

“What- What did you two do?”

Emmet clapped his hands together gleefully. “It was brother’s idea, really.”

And Ingo’s gaze had returned to the book in front of him. “Yes, well-” He closed the book dramatically, and it disappeared in a puff of black smoke. “We thought, that since he was such a drain upon your energy, he ought to have a form to match,”

Oh no- Ohh no, no no no-

Several happy Joltiks crawled out of Emmet’s sleeve. “He fits in so well with the other Joltiks- I can’t even tell them apart anymore!” The little spiders chirped happily on his shoulder.

“But- Does he even remember-”

“-Being human? No. He would harass you as a Joltik, and cause us a headache. Would you want that?” Ingo asked.

...No, Elesa would not- But that wasn’t the point!

“Can you- Can’t you turn him back into a human?” She asked.

Emmet’s eyes moved upward as he thought- “Not really,” He lied- “He has no memories of being a human. As far as he- and all the other normal Joltiks are concerned- They’ve been Joltiks their whole lives!”

Elesa shuddered- And the worst part?

She still felt a hint of relief in her heart that she wouldn’t have to deal with this man anymore.

------

The man-

had been named Rolan.

He had been obsessed with Elesa ever since he saw her a year ago- And would stop at nothing to possess her.

Ingo and Emmet had been watching him- He’d followed Miss Elesa into Gear Station several times, observing her- and observing them with her. He gave off such horrific, evil thoughts- It was impossible for them to not hear his mind echoing of how he hated seeing them standing beside Miss Elesa. He was akin to a rat, Ingo thought- the way he crept around-

But they wouldn’t move on it. Elesa was a capable human- She could deal with this man on her own, right?

Until their Darling mentioned her abject disgust at that filth, and he had the audacity to speak with her?

Ingo wanted to break his neck right then and there. Their kind had... limited romantic gestures they normally performed, but to offer the head of one who’d offended your soulmate to them?

Now that was something sweet- Though he doubted Elesa would approve. She had said, unless someone was actively threatening their lives, the lives of someone else, or their darling’s lives, that killing was utterly “off the table”, as actions they could take.

Ingo thought- How else could they deal with this man, whom you had so openly announced your hatred for?

Yes. That could work quite well.

Rolan woke up, his head reeling- as he became aware of his surroundings. He was stretched out over a seat, intense, fluorescent lighting overhead that made his head and eyes hurt- and a gentle swaying sensation of movement with rhythmic clunking every now and again-

A train cart?

There was no one else on board. While Rolan began to investigate, it gradually came to a stop. In the middle of the tracks. And the doors opened.

He disembarked. It was dark.

And silent.

“Hello?” He called out-  The path before him lead to a dead end on the rail tracks, so he turned around to head back wherever the train had come from- And it was gone. All that was in front of him was a door. He swallowed hard, breathing heavily. Was this some kind of joke, he thought? No, it couldn’t be. This must’ve been the work of some villain- Someone keeping him from his darling Elesa? He tried to reach for his pokeballs- And they were gone.

There was nothing else in the tunnel. No vents, a single light- some piping on the ceiling-

Well, he couldn’t wait here forever. Time to see what was on the other side of the door.

He walked into another dark room- but there was a light on- And he could make out the silhouette of a Galvantula in the dark-

And across the room, was Station Master Emmet- Stroking a tiny little Joltik in his hands.

“Yo-You...” Rolan hesitatingly asked- Something was very wrong. Emmet- This thing- Was wrong-

“I am Emmet.” He answered as Rolan stuttered- “I am a Subway Boss. I have a newly hatched Joltik here, you see?” He opened his hands out to show Rolan the tiny little bug in his hands- It clicked and chittered happily, with some kind of electric diode in it’s mouth.

Rolan’s mind was racing- What was happening? Why was Station Master Emmet doing this? Was he trying to steal Elesa from him, bastard- was he going to kill him? It certainly felt that way. How was Station Master doing this? A Zoroark? Some sort of psychic hallucination? One thing was certain though, as Emmet turned his silver eyes up to look at him- softly glowing with a strangely beautiful light in them-

This guy is a fucking lunatic, Rolan thought- And opened his mouth to speak- But no words came out.

He couldn’t speak. Why? How-

“I don’t want to hear your irritating voice. You’ll annoy me even more. I don’t even like the fact I’m talking to you, but it is fun to see you squirm.”

Rolan felt his heart thudding in chest- How- How was he doing this-

And suddenly the shadows pulled away, brightening the room slightly- and Rolan- was alone in the room, With Emmet- and now behind him, his brother- Ingo.

“You’re a rather pathetic excuse for a human, don’t you think?” Ingo asked him-

Rolan couldn’t reply. Ingo continued. “However, we are incredibly generous, and merciful. You’ve failed completely as a human- So we’re going to give you a second chance.”

Emmet giggled-

This was entertaining. The bastard who had offended darling was terrified. Rolan was horrified. Why, why, why? What were these two-

“Really,” Ingo added, as Rolan watched a hoard of shadows close in on his vision, grabbing him impossibly tight, cutting through his limbs- “You should be thanking us.”

And his eyes shut forcefully, desperate to end this nightmare.

---

A Joltik awoke with a start-

Deep in the darkness of-

A cave?

Surrounded by other, slumbering little Joltiks.

Somewhere in the back of it’s mind, echoes of a dream played back- A human woman, so pretty, so electrifying, so dazzlingly brilliant-

Why would it care about such things? It tilted it’s head in confusion. It dreamed it had human hands- that there were pokemon at it’s side- strange ones. To help it meet the woman-

It started shaking as a feeling of terror and sadness seized it- It was confused-How did it end up in this cave? It was a Joltik, it lived here! Why was it suddenly so frightened-

There was a chittering noise beside it- a Galvantula had woken up in the darkness of the cave, and gently picked up the little crying spider- soothing it back to sleep.

It had had a nightmare. It had always been a Joltik, never more- never less.

That was all.

#Demon AU #Monster AU #Demon Submas #Monster Submas #Seth.Emmet #Seth.Ingo #X reader #Very light on it tho #Seth.anon #Seth.asks #Scale Anon

[yama951]

Driftveil City, Unova Region, 2022 AC

The two stayed in Driftveil just a little bit longer, needing to rest themselves as well as getting their bearings on what to do next. That and letting Emmet mentally get away from his dragon side. Elesa had to buy some self-help books and helped Emmet stay calm during the practice. Meditation wasn’t really his strong suit, being so high energy.

They had some success. His claws had pulled back though they remained black, giving him a more black nail polish goth look.

Emmet soon groaned as he laid back on the floor of their hotel room.

“I am Emmet. This is verrrrry dull.”

“I know but we need to keep meditating and calming down your Zekrom side or we’ll have a repeat of you going ‘oh treasure ours’ at me. Which is honestly very objectifying in hindsight.”

“I apologize. Zekrom does not think like a human.”

“We are talking about some thousands of years old dragon of legend.” Elesa said as she placed some lunch on the table from the hotel’s restaurant.

“Well, we can’t stay here. Reshiram’s condition and they don’t know what happened to my brother…”

“We could go to Opelucid City and talk to Drayden. He is the dragon expert.”

Emmet couldn’t help but growl.

“He is also Kyurem in a human meat puppet.”

“Look, I know I don’t know about all this dragon nonsense but, what’s the difference? Aren’t you also connected to Zekrom?”

“I…” Emmet started before he made himself calm down. “I am Emmet. I am Emmet. I am Emmet.” he then took a deep breath in and out. “What I did in Nimbasa City. What I did to Rood. It was similar to what Kyurem did to the person that would become Drayden. The progenitor dragons have the power to devour the Will of others, partly or completely. I as Zekrom even more so, to enforce my Ideal upon others. But I did not subsume them. I kept them within me but I did not dissolve their Will into my own. Kyurem, on the other hand, had no Will, and like a starving pokemon, they devoured the one unfortunate enough to meet him. In fact, they must have been full enough to just devour the Will instead of everything else. I remember bits, or at least I pulled out some of Zekrom’s memory, of being born. The Original Dragon of Will split in half and for the first time, Zekrom and Reshiram fought against the living corpse that was Kyurem and drove them away. They were… less filled out then. Less… real, so to speak.” Emmet then looked out from the hotel window. His eyes glowed as ancient memories flashed before him. Only for the train of thought to be broken by Elesa placing her hand on his shoulder. The glow on his eyes faded.

“You are Emmet.”

“I am Emmet. Right. I am Emmet. Thank you Elesa. I am Emmet. Kyurem ate other things, trying to be real again. They performed subsumption to survive. A terrible action. To consume and dissolve the entirety of an individual, body… mind… heart… will… every aspect of their soul… leaving nothing, truly nothing, behind.”

Elesa then noticed Emmet’s grip on her hand as he shuddered, eyes quaking in fear.

“I am Emmet.” he muttered out in horror. “I nearly… I could have… Nimbasa could have…” he covered his mouth with his other hand and quickly ran to the bathroom. Elesa glanced at the bought lunch at the table as Emmet hurled out his breakfast. She went to wait by the bathroom door.

“Think of it this way Em, at least you were human enough not to… dissolve people’s will into yours.”

“Yes, I only end up having a mental hoard of people’s free will for a while. Zekrom’s dream or not, I will make both of us not to subsume anything. I will make it Zekrom’s new ideal if I have to.”

“Would Ingo have the same power?”

“I… I think so. But he’s connected to Reshiram, and… Reshiram is more about enforcing their will on the world than on people. I… recall Reshiram taking in what they learn of the world and enforcing it out… it is hard to explain.”

“It’s alright. Just, keep yourself out of Zekrom’s memories, Em. Thousands of years of memory might not be healthy for humans, even if Zekrom was asleep through most of it.”

“I am Emmet. I totally agree. But Zekrom knows things.”

“Emmet.” Elesa loudly said. “If you regrew your claws and damaged the bathroom, I will make you pay for damages.”

“Understood. I will keep myself far from Zekrom’s memories.”

Elesa then heard the sound of the sink being used before he exited the bathroom.

“So, Opelucid City and Drayden?”

“I am not sure. He is our only lead but the idea of going to anyone close to Kyurem…” Emmet then shivered as if someone stepped on his grave. “I understand that what they did was out of desperation to be whole again but Kyurem forced a fusion with Reshiram and Zekrom at different times. Not to mention that Drayden held the DNA Splicers in the first place before Neo Team Plasma stole it from him in their attack of Opelucid City, which begs the question on when and how did he have it and how long was he planning on reforming the original dragon?”

“Honestly, that is suspicious. Dragon lore expert or not…” Elesa said as her rotomphone then floated out.

“Mistress! A new hashtag is trending that you might be interested in! Hashtag Ingo Conspiracy!”

That derailed their conversation as they went to look at Chirper and Vidtube about it. Discussions online about Ingo time traveling filled the phone screen as the two soon found the video from the Sinnoh History Museum’s Vidtube channel.

“That’s… that’s Ingo’s voice.” Elesa muttered as she went to the video’s description. “‘Found and restored from a miraculously intact smartphone in an area north of Mount Coronet. The video is dated to two hundred years ago in the Hisui Era.’ H-how?”

Emmet pulled out his phone and began calling Ingo’s number, recalling every time he ended up with the voice message. It took a couple tries but someone picked up. Emmet quickly went on speaker phone.

“Uh,” a man replied. “Hello? Is this the owner of the phone? If this isn’t, the ICRS is interested in how you got this number.”

“I am Emmet. You have Ingo’s phone. I want an explanation as to how and why his phone ended up in Sinnoh two hundred years ago.”

“I-I’m sorry?” the person on the other side said as the phone picked up other people’s voices in the background.

“Wait, the ICRS?” Elesa pointed out. “That’s great, we could ask the ones here in Driftveil and they might help us find Ingo.”

“Driftveil? I’m sorry but I’m with the Temporal Division, not the Legendary Division…”

“Well it’s now both divisions’ problem since we’re sure Ingo’s connected to Reshiram and we just found out that he’s in the past!” Elesa shouted.

“Thank you Elesa, for voicing out my thoughts.” Emmet added.

“You’re welcome.” she said to Emmet before facing the phone. “So, where do we have to go to get the phone? It might help us find Ingo some more.”

“There’s probably some paperwork-”

“Paperwork, schmaperwork. It’s at Sinnoh right? Do you want Emmet fistfight a god to get his brother back?”

There was some noise as someone else picked up the phone.

“Hello, this is Cynthia, a Sinnoh champion, speaking. Who am I talking to?”

“Elesa Nabovsky, the Nimbasa City Gym Leader, and Emmet Jameni, the co-Battle Subway Master. We were on the lookout for Ingo Jameni, the other Battle Subway Master, who disappeared months ago. Recently, Emmet Jameni has gained the qualities and powers of the progenitor Zekrom and when we went to talk to the progenitor Reshiram, we found that they recently gained some sort of illness affecting their mental faculties, roughly at the same time as Ingo’s disappearance. If Ingo ended up in the past…”

There was a sigh.

“We might need to get Interpol’s help.” Cynthia muttered. “Okay, get the ICRS to help you in Driftveil City. They’ll contact other groups given how big this suddenly turned out to be. From there, you can head to Jubilife City. Oh Arceus, Lucas and Barry might call Dialga and Palkia soon and that’s gonna be a disaster…”

Noises from the other people with her spoke up at that reveal.

“Look, we’ll try to restore the rest of the phone’s data as fast as possible. That’ll be a good starting off point. We’ll continue this conversation once you’re here.” Cynthia said before she ended the call.

Elesa and Emmet then looked at the phone screen in silence.

“My brother’s in the past…” Elesa simply hugged him, trying to keep him stable.

“Don’t worry Emmet. We’ve made progress now. We just need to get help from the professionals alright. We’ll find him and save him. Let’s go eat lunch. I’m sure the ICRS people in the sanctuary would help us even more now.”

“I am Emmet. I will… I will try not to rush on this. Ingo would want me to take all the necessary safety checks after all.”

Elesa simply smiled at that before the two went to eat their lunch.

#lucid twin dragons au #submas #submas au #pokemon fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #world building #fanfic #worldbuilding #pokemon legends arceus #submas emmet #subway master emmet #gym leader elesa #pokemon elesa

[autumn-sweet-fae]

You know, I can totally see Emmet acting enough like a dad/uncle towards Akari/Dawn once everything is finally sorted out that there would still be some rumors that he is her father. Both he and Johanna dispute this. Furiously.

Even months later, after all is settled, Ingo’s name is cleared, the ‘researchers’ are arrested, Dawn/Akari’s identity is publicly revealed, and Sneaseler’s eggs have hatched (which within the litter includes one shiny!) people still believe Emmet to be Dawns father.

I mean sure, Dawn and Ms. Johanna do stay with the twins for a few months after the big reunion, but that was entirely for Dawn, Sneaseler, and Ingo’s sakes. And the sneaslets! They needed all the extra attention they could get!

And yes! They are currently in the talks of helping Dawn and her mother purchase an apartment in their same building so that they can have their own place to stay when they come to Nimbasa, but that’s because they’ve honestly become such good friends. Also! Elesa’s model connections just so happened to over lap with Ms. Johanna’s pokemon coordinator connections and could land her a very profitable job in the city with flexible hours. 

And so what if the twins are also considering taking Barry’s father, Palmer, who is apparently a member of Sinnoh‘s Frontier Brains, up on his offer to have their own paid for cabin in Twinleaf Town if they agree to participate in special events at the battle tower on occasion. It’s a business opportunity they can’t pass up! Plus it gives Ingo and Sneaseler a somewhat familiar place to retreat to when the city gets too be too much for them.

Yet somehow, despite Emmet and Johanna repeatedly explaining these reasons, it seems every other article that comes out about either of them or their family (or their recently established Hisuian pokemon sanctuary, thank you Cynthia & Rowan) simply MUST mention how lovely it is for these two long separated parents to reconnect after so long for the sake of their missing daughter and family. Oh how romantic! To be reunited after all these years as a happy family! When will he pop the question?? Will they both be wearing white at the wedding?? 

Emmet is both Too Ace and Too Gay for this nonsense.

However, he’d be lying if she said he doesn’t see Dawn as a daughter. She is his family now, and yes, Johanna is too. It’s because of them, Elesa, and Lady Sneasler, that he has his brother back, and to have them in their lives makes them both happier then they’ve ever been before.

#submas #submas wanted au #emmet #Akari #Ingo #johanna #sneaseler #pokemon #Dawn