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jadespeedster17 · 2 years

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Repaid Kindness

Warning: Mind Control, Stockholm Syndrome, Darkish themes, Mild Swearing, and very slight Body Horror.

POV: Second (You/Your)

Note: this idea has got me on a hyper fixation again, which is great because I’ve been on low inspiration for 3 months now (Curse you ADHD). Plus I’m posting my own Submas AU idea later, just still drawing the character designs for Emmet and Ingo. Tagging @peachsodamaa again as this is her idea (If ever in the future you want me to not tag you in these stories just let me know :D also if anyone wants to be tagged if I make more, also leave me a comment or reblog) **Please Read Notes At The Very End** (It’ll be bold)

Summary: You give an act of kindness and you supposedly receive it back in good karma. Though, this guys ‘repayment’ isn’t refundable, and you’re his newest edition.

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You looked at your phone, having about 45 minuets before your train gets here to take you to your university. Today was supposedly a field trip day, going out to help people in need and pokemon also. Training to be a Nurse was not easy, especially for one learning to care for both Pokemon and People. Yet despite it, you loved to help people. taking the hard work in strides and stress slowly being dealt with.

This was your last year, and then you’ll be certified fully, already looking for jobs to apply to once you get it. A whole life planned ahead, you were looking forward to it. You parents would have been proud of you, a bitter sweet smile at that thought. You didn’t have many friends to celebrate with, between Work Study to make ends meet and tests, you never had time to head out often.

Hopefully, that’ll change with time, maybe a month to yourself after getting your credentials would be nice? You flick through the pictures of pokemon, today your professor said you’d chose a partner to work with you. Chansy, Blessy, Wigglytuff, Slyveon, Clefable, a few others too. You were to choose based upon what type of Nurse you’d be that day. You were lost in thought for a while just scrolling through your phone when you paused hearing something.

Looking up and around you noted the source of the noise. A woman was yelling at one of the Depot Agents. She looked very angry at something, though through the chatter of people around you, you could make out something about a refund. You also noted some people were filming this Entitled Woman’s outrage. Why do people like to me a septically of themselves? Acting more like toddlers than grown ass adults.

Top it off why was it always the one with the nasal tones and fake ass looking faces. Sheesh, most of the agents here has comedically large smiles or frowns, and still this woman’s makeup caked face looked faker. ‘Karen’s’ were always amusing to watch, thinking if they tantrum enough they’d get what they want.

You watched the woman she was talking to still keep her friendly smile on, now that was a ‘I’m dead inside’ look only one working with the public could do. Trying to calm her down, and explain things. The other with the frown just passively watched with lost in thought eyes. Dissociating possibly, You’ve done that before when you worked in retail. Easier way to drown out the screeches of a bitch.

However you blinked in shock when suddenly the Karen slapped the worker. Some didn’t notice, but others did gapping in shock at that. The Karen looked very pleased with herself, as the female agent looked shocked as did her coworker. Her hand touched her face, and even from this area you could see tears.

You didn’t hear what the worker said, only that her smile returned full force, and the woman went to smack her again.

Her hand was caught though, and Karen look red and anger, “Just who do you think you are!?” she asked turning to you, as you held her wrist easily between your thumb, middle, and pointer finger. Despite her yanking, she couldn’t get free of your grip, something you picked up in self defense class. Gym credit was mandatory in college.

“Hitting people doesn’t even get you what you want.” You said in a deadpanned tone, before pushing her wrist down and pushed back. The Karen stumbled a bit, and looked beyond livid. “I’d suggest an apology, but I think you’d choke on your own tongue if your tried.” you looked at her with a neutral expression.

Her eyes were cold, “How dare you assault me! I’ll have you sued and put in jail.” she screeched like a Whismur. What a noising adult toddler this was.

Amusement danced in your eyes as you shrugged, “I’m sure you could ma’am. But remember cameras are just about everywhere,” you tapped your chin in mock though with a passive expression, “Come to think of it I think I saw at least 4 people filming your little tantrum too.”

This was enough to make the red turn a bit pale as you saw her eyes dart around to see the people filming. You look at her, putting a hand in our side pocket and tilting your head. “Suppose you’ll end up front page on Pok Tok.” you commented, the look of fear and some anger on her face was priceless.

The Karen looked at you then to the Depot Agents behind you, and scowled. “I will be calling the higher ups about this!” she said, no doubt trying to get the last say in. Before she stormed off, her gaudy high heels clicking as she did.

You tsk lightly when she’s gone and sigh rubbing your left temple, “You’d think people weren’t raised on the rule of ‘Tantrums get you no where’.” you commented out loud, then turned back to the girl with a kinder smile. “Are you alright?” you asked in your softer tone, something you’ve found you picked up at school when working with people.

she stared at you, smile still there, “yes I think so.” she told you, as you motioned for her to move her head. She slowly did so as you looked at the red mark with some blood from the woman’s nails.

You wrinkle your nose a bit, “Well that’s not good, grosser yet, people have bacteria under their nails.” you huff a bit then looked at her, “If you’ll allow me, I come with fire aid all the time.” you offered.

The agent looked at her partner before agreeing softly, you got your side bag out and a small case. “It’ll sting a bit, but have to clean it so it doesn't get infected.” you explained in a gentle tone, before going to work. Using a saline wipe to get the blood off, then another to clean it. After that, you take out a small tube that read ‘Blissy Egg Salve’ and carefully put it over the three small marks.

Once done, you dispose of the blood wipes, and put a few small bandages over it. “There.” you said with a bright smile, “Good news is the human face doesn't scar as easy as games like you to think.” you press the small tube in her hands, “Put this on every 4 hours, and it should heal up by tomorrow.”

You close your case and put away your things, “As for the bruising that might happen, that’ll heal up on it’s own in a few days.” you promise as she smiles at you back. “Don’t worry about the salve, my professor hands them out like candy.” you look sheepish with a small chuckle.

“Thank you.” She said quietly to you, possibly because she was still reeling over the whole thing.

“Professor?’ the male worker asks with a head tilt to you.

You nod to that, “I’m a Nurse Student, hence why I even carry this kit, kind of force of habit by now.” you shrug to him, before the chime was heard over head.

“all boarding for Castelia City please head to Platform 2.”

You hum lightly, “That’s mine.” you give them one more soft smile, “It was nice to meet you both, if your boss needs me to give a statement I’ll be happy too.” you said giving your name to them and college you go to. Before turning with a wave, “See ya.”

You didn’t notice how the two watched you very closely before you vanished into the crowd.

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The next day was the second part of the felid trip, you were actually at Gear Station this time, helping with pokemon during the Battle Carts. People were excited at the idea of possibly meeting Ingo or Emmet, the ones who ran the place and who were some very strong trainers.

Today you’d be working without a partner, as one of them was hurt by someone’s pokemon. But it’s alright, you just hope Blissy would be okay. You were standing by now with others, making small talk as their professor went around telling people the carts and trains they’d be stationed in.

Some would be getting early carts, which were the Honors students, other getting simpler ones as they were starting out. Some were groaning at what they got, others very excited. Until your teacher came up to you.

“You’ll be stationed in the Multi Carts on number 50.” he told you, you blinked in disbelief, cart 50 was the ones Ingo and Emmet supposedly worked in. “Apparently they asked for you by name.” he shrugged, possibly not questioning it. “Do well and consider this your passing project grade.” You could only gap a bit, “Uh... yes sir.” you stuttered out, okay this was... a bit jarring. But, you could do it. Not many got that far up, so it should be simple, but you’d be also working with stronger pokemon. No pressure or anything, and you could feel your classmates envy, just great.

Taking a breath, you steel your nerves, you can do this. Getting your nursing bag and hat on before nodding to yourself. Everything would be okay. Before you headed to your stationed cart to get set up. See there were carts that had nurses in them, slightly smaller, and then ones with the battle area. So that you were out of the line of fire.

Entering in the area you set down your bag, finding yourself alone for now. You start to get things out and let your mind wander. you’ve never actually met Ingo or Emmet before. Only just seen News articles on them, and heard about people who faced them and got their asses handed. It’s not like you really cared, you never were one for pokemon battles, Trainers were in a league all their own as far as you’re concerned. Though aware of their status, they were people like anyone else. Guess that’s why the professor had no problems with you being here. You’re not a gushing fan, just a person doing their job. You at least hoped they were snobbish or uptight.

By the time you finished the cart door opened and you looked over to see thw brothers walking in. A smile and a frown on their faces, it’s no wonder they were called the Muppet Men. You gave a polite smile, “Hello sirs,” you said in a formal tone to them. Ingo, who you knew the be the one in black, tipped his hat to you, “No need for that, just Ingo is fine. Glad you were actually here for this.” he told you dull eyes looking at you.

You just nod, “This counts for a big part of my grade, missing it means failing, which I’m not too inclined for.” You joke lightly earning a chuckle from Emmet. You were curious as to why they asked for you, but you decided not to ask, might come off as rude. However it seems you didn’t need to ask as Emmet smile grew, “I am Emmet. Heard about what you did for one of our agents yesterday.” he commented as who looked flustered at that, wondering if he was upset. Instead he ruffled your hair, “I wanted to thank you, they work for me personally, hadn’t appreciated what that woman did to her. I am verrry happy” his eyes grew dark though when he talked about the Karen, even if the small stayed.

You gelt your cheeks grow warm, “Oh it’s no trouble, I mean what kind of nurse would I be if I didn’t help people.” you said rubbing the back of your head feeling a little embarrassed by the high praise. Ingo hummed in agreement, “The woman was delt with for her assault on our workers, so don’t worry, you’re not in trouble.” that did get some of the load off of you.

After that Emmet grinned widely, “Well, we’ll be waiting a while for people to get up here, takes a good hour.” he sat down dramatically on the seats as Ingo rolled his eyes at how the man sprawled out like a Starmie. “You just like to make things difficult for me.” Ingo said as he sat at the very edge in a tight spot as Emmet looked pleased with himself. They truly did act like brothers. Emmet pressed forward to try and push against Ingo. “I’m not moving.” Ingo said stubbornly as Emmet pouted before laying his head on his brother’s leg.

“You know I like the seat to myself.” Emmet whined to him, as Ingo looked unimpressed at him, with a neutral face and eyebrow raise. You snicker to yourself taking a seat across from them as Emmet just stared at his brother in silent annoyance.

Ingo looked away opting now to ignore him, which had Emmet make an indignant noise. He looked at you instead, “Have any rotten siblings of your own?” he asked as Emmet looked offended by such a term. “I am not rotten, if anything you’re the ones who causes the most problems.” he ‘maturely’ stuck out his tongue.

You find yourself smiling at how easy going they were right now, “No, I’m an only child luckily.” you tell them as Ingo tilts his head. “Parents didn’t want anymore kids?” he asks you as he did start messing with his brother’s hair. Which seemed to work in making him stop pouting.

You shake your head, “My parents died when I was 14, so they never got the chance. Sickness.” you said calmly, it was fine now, you were older, so you didn’t mind sharing. Ingo’s eyes looked softer at you, “I’m sorry.” he said in a quieter tone, you shake your head again with a small smile.

“It’s fine, it’s been years, and I’ve gotten only better. I lived with my aunt until I turned 18 then headed straight for college.” you shrug, he nods along with your statement. Emmet speaks up then with a smile at you, “I am Emmet, and at least you might have found verrry good friends, right?” he asked curiously.

You look away from him with a sheepish laugh, “yeah... friends.” you said, even though you were lying, you had no friends. The twins shared a look between each other, and you found yourself lost in thought. Maybe someday you would make friends.

you blinked out of them when the bell chimed, Emmet got up at inhuman speeds enough to pop his back. You were kind of shocked he didn’t get a headrush, “Alright! Someone got here early!” he said in a chipper tone. “Time to make them cry!”

Ingo groaned from the statement, “Emmet, that’s not the idea to go for.” he says getting up with more grace than his more energetic brother. Pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a breath, but you did see his lips quirk slightly from amusement at the other antics. Turning to you he tips his had again, “we’ll be back shortly.” he promises before following Emmet out the cart.

time passed on after that, you’d heal their pokemon when they came back, and made a bit more conversation with them. Finding out interesting things. Emmet, despite how chipper he was, liked bitter and sour things mostly. While Ingo preferred sweet things and spice. You also found out that Emmet was a well of knowledge in pokemon facts, which you quickly were able to keep up with. Ingo also liked to talk about trains quiet alot, and though you couldn’t make conversation, he seemed all too happy to just talk and you listen.

In return you told them a bit about yourself, things you liked, books you’ve read, movies you’ve watched, and what you wanted to do once you graduated. Even a bit on your life with your aunt... it was just easy to open up to them. You felt like you could trust them, they made you feel at ease. They would nod along, and pitch in with their own stories if something you said sparked a memory for them. They were very kind and made for great companions on this long train ride.

Eventually you find yourself sitting between them as you talked, they both were pressed up against you, but you didn’t seem to mind. It had gotten a bit colder as the day progressed, and soon you’d be needing to leave. You mentioned as much, passively that you’d have to get back to your class, and felt them sightly tense for a moment... or you could have been imagining it.

The brothers stared at each other, as if having a conversation with their minds, staring each other down. You weren't sure for what, and honestly if twins really did have telepathy, you didn’t care. You were also worn out from the day, and couldn’t wait to get home.

**Emmet’s Ending**

Ingo then sighed and stood up as he popped his body, “Think I'll go find us some snacks, you haven’t ate in a while.” he said to you, and you blinked... come to think of it yeah, you had been so lost in talking with them you forgot about lunch.

“er... thanks.” You said looking a little flustered again at how easily you forgot a meal. Emmet waved to his brother as he left before smiling at you brightly.

“I am Emmet, and I have a question for you!” he said in his chipper tone, you smile, starting to think his first part when speaking a ‘verrrry’ was a tik of his. Not that you were judging, but that was the best explanations you got, “What is it?” you asked curiously.

The smile grew a bit, as his eyes closed up due to it, “I was wondering if you’d be interested in working for me.”

You stared at him, the world blanking for a second as the question sank in your head. Emmet stared at you, waiting for you to respond. Though he did speak up, “Please? I’d be verrrrrry happy if you did.” he pleaded with you a tilt of his head.

Finally you blinked and gapped, “W-Well... this is unexpected.” you admitted, you were looking for a job after school. “I don’t even have my degree yet though so you’d have to wai-”

“I am Emmet! I’d be more than willing too, so would my brother. We think you’re a perfect fit to be one of the stationed nurses here.” he tells you hand gripping your own, he had a very tight grip also. You look bewildered by how insistent he was, but... a chance like this wouldn’t come again anytime soon. You heard Depot Agents were paid well and loved their jobs. Not just anyone was chosen for them, as it’s said Emmet and Ingo were very picky.

After a moment you give a smile of your own, “I.. I guess I could, if you both really do want me.” you told him, a pleased look came across his face. Something in your stomach churned at how... not human the smile now looked. But Emmet wouldn’t hurt you, right? What reason would he have too, he’s had more than enough time now..

“Great!” Emmet told you, hand reaching up slightly as you look confused. “Just need to do one small thing for this to be official.” he tells you, something about his tone make your hairs stand on end. But you felt a bit numb and stiff as he placed a hand on the nape of your neck.

You give a small, little nervous laugh at how close to your personal space he was. Nose to nose, ghost of breath on your chin, and void eyes staring int your own. Emmet beamed, “Call it... initiation. So just hold still my newest play-thing.” he near purrs, you opened your mouth to ask what the fuck was up with that nickname.

Only to let out a squeak instead as something gripped the back of your neck, sharp claws digging into your flesh. What the- Something pushed it’s way into your head, you could feel it sliding up from your neck to the base of your skull. Your body was stiff, and eyes wide as you stared at Emmet’s smile that almost held all sharp teeth in the low lights... how had you not noticed before?

A smooth gloved hand touched your cheek as Emmet cooed, “That’s it, just give in my human.” he told you as it felt like something gripped your body. It hurt for a moment, you tried to look around, but you body just wouldn’t listen. Emmet was smiling still, “I’m verrry pleased, you’re doing so good. I knew you’d be a good play-thing.” he said in a happy, excited tone.

What was happening? It hurt to move, so you have no choice but to stay lax. Emmet put his arms around you and hummed against you skin as he hugged you. ‘Good... this is nice... Just obey, and everything will be okay.’ a voice that sounded like his purred in your head. Hands carded through your hair, ‘I’m verrry pleased you helped one of my other play-things. I knew then I had to have you as one of them. You’d fit in so nicely, and be so happy.’ he told you in your head as you could feel others around you. Some were sad, others were impassive, and some were just numb.

You felt calm and comfort from them though, it was okay, despite your racing heart and unable to move... you felt so happy. A smile formed on your face against your will. Emmet beamed at it when he saw it. “Remember to smile!” he teased you poking your nose. “And I’ll take good care of you my human.” he giggles lightly. ‘And all that matters is me.’ a darker voice of his said in your head. “You’re mine, and that’s all that matters.’

And despite the tears that he brushed away you found yourself nodding and parroting, “I’m yours, and that’s all that matters.” your voice said back and the dread sank to your very core..

It was very warm here.

**Ingo’s Ending**

A beat of a breath then Emmet groaned a bit and sat up, “Fine fine, I’ll go get some snacks then brother.” he grumbled, as if the two just got done silently arguing on who’d get what. You looked at Emmet as he smiled back at you and booped your nose.

“Be back with something to eat soon, you need to eat something.” he teased, you stared back at him. Oh right... you forgot all about getting some food. You flushed a bit, “Oh uh... right right.” You echoed making him smile brighter before waving to Ingo and heading out.

As the door closed behind Emmet, Ingo shifted his gaze back to you. Eyes blank and seemed to glow with how white they were. He stared at you looking you up and down, and you just gave a weak smile back. “I wanted to also thank you for your help from yesterday.” he told you after a long moment. “Not many would have stepped up for another.”

You just stare dumbly for a moment, then shrugged, “It’s no problem like I said, I enjoy helping people.” you tell him, and that was the honest truth, you thought you needed no reward for just being kind.

Ingo’s face didn’t change, but his eyes did seem to light up a bit more in amusement. “My brother you see cares deeply for those who work for him. He’s very attached to them, guess you could say because of how strict we are on who gets employed, we grow close to them.” a tilt of his head and a relaxed sigh.

A nod is all you can give, they seemed nice enough, and none of the Depot Agents ever seemed like they hated it here. And despite how loud Ingo could be, You felt calmed by his deep tones. They were steady and strong when he spoke, easy to see how people could listen to him with the authority he held. There was a pause between you two, that felt comfortable as Ingo seemed to be thinking on something. He hummed as you watched him turn to fully face you on the seat. “Which is why I wish to offer you a position here.” he finally said.

“W-What?’ was the only thing you could say back the look of chock on your face made him chuckle.

“Yes,” Ingo began again, “I wanted to offer you a job, you’ve proven yourself capable today to my brother and I. He quite likes you, but has agreed that me being your Boss would be better given your personality and history.” he explained eyes staring into yours.

You gap at the offer, and seemed to be in shock for at moment, before clearing your head. “I uh... still am in school though, I’d have to-”

Ingo cuts you off by a shake of his head, “We know, I know... and we will be willing to work with you until you get your license. And take care of any legal problems there is. Start you off easy, then once we’re fully ready, you can work full time at a nurse here at the station, we are in need of another.” he explained very thoroughly. But given the guy was rambling just earlier about safety checks and such, was it any wonder he would be the one to cover all his bases?

Your eyes met his again, the frowned stayed on Ingo’s face, but it felt like a more neutral expression as he waited for your reply. You hadn’t noticed his hands gripping your fingers. His stare was a bit unnerving with how he didn’t seem to blink, how had you missed that? Come to think of it, something about his face seemed off in this light the longer you stared. But as you blinked, it vanished... Ingo didn’t interrupted your thoughts as you bounced the idea in your head for a moment.

This was a big offer, one you knew they didn’t make lightly. How in the actually fuck had you managed to endear yourself that quickly to them!? You weren’t even trying, and hadn’t even thought about working for them. But... your professor always said opportunities were like Drifloons, one wind and they were gone.

“S-Sure.” You finally managed out to Ingo, “I’d love to work for you Ingo.” you finally managed out with a small smile. Ingo’s eyes brighten, even his frown went to more straight than before. One of the hands moved from yours to your shoulder. A friendly gesture, “That’s great! I was hoping it’d be easy.” he said, you looked bemused at that statement.

Something brushed against the back of your neck, “Most of my Guests are a little harder than this.” you here him say, guests? That was an odd- You yelp a bit like a Yamper who was bit by a Joltik, something just cut into your neck! You went to move your hand to see what it was, but found it stayed still on your lap. You mouth stayed slightly open as Ingo watched you, “Just relax, the process is a bit uncomfortable at first, but so longa s you don’t struggle, it won’t hurt that bad.” his voice boomed out as you could only stare.

Your body felt weird and wrong all over, something something was gripping your joints, your very nerves, and stringing them up. Despite the fact you stayed perfectly still, you were told to stay still. But why did that matter? Why did you have to do as your told? Your heart started to race, you wanted to move, but that thought and effort make you whimper... it hurt, like you nerves were being electrified when you went to move against... whatever was holding you.

Ingo was gripping your hands again and shook his head firmly, “Don’t move.” he said again, “Please, it’ll hurt worse if you try. Just give in... just obey me.” that statement rang in your head, like you were hearing both from his mouth and inside your mind. When had you started crying? Overwhelmed possibly as your body was being hijacked by, whatever Ingo had put on your neck! What the fuck was he even doing!?

“Language, but I’m just connecting you to me and the others, no need to be afraid.” Ingo told you brushing away the tears on your face. your mind was forced to open up, you could... feel others, but not see them. But the most overwhelming one was Ingo, pressing on your thoughts with his own will.

‘Good my Guest, very good... I’ll be a wonderful Host to you. The processes will take a bit longer, but with time you’ll know each of your workers and me well.’ Ingo’s voice in your head promised. You felt like he was smiling at you, as your shocked turned to a soft frown like his, and your eyes dulled over. ‘I’ll take care of you, you won’t feel unsure or scared anymore with me... you just have to..’

Ingo was hugging you, you could feel him as much as he felt you... it was so strange, calming, so very calming. Your heart stopped racing and the tension left you limp against the strings.

‘Trust me.’

With those words, you mouth moved without you telling it too. You heard your voice, but couldn’t control what you said. You felt yourself nod, “I trust you Host.” was what you said next.

You felt his happiness at the words...

And you couldn’t even feel terror, as it was just so calm here.

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End Notes: So yeah, to explain it bit to you guys, as some of this was Peach’s AU, but some was my headcanons for it.

1. I picture Ingo and Emmet are different to people they er... ‘help’ ? . . . Ingo is very calming, his presence in your head forces you to not feel terror or uncertainty. As a Guest, you feel secure in everything you do, say, and move. He basically eliminates fear from you, because why would you need to fear when he’s always with you? Just trust him, and all will be well. Emmet however is possessive as fuck, you are his, no one else... well besides his brother, he doesn’t mind sharing sometimes with people who are family. Everyone else can fuck right off. You feel warmth with him, coldness isn’t a factor to you, you always feel like he’s mentally holding you. Why would you need to be shivering when Emmet’s always here? You’re his, that’s all that matters.

2. Ingo dislikes people who swear and reprimands you for it. Emmet is mildly okay with it, but they are not sailors, they work in a Train Station.

3. With each twin it’s different what happens when you do just.. give up. For both it doesn't hurt as much anymore, sure you can still feel the strings on your body, but they don’t hurt as you’re not tugging against them. This makes it easier on them, as you move less robotically and more like a human. (You can always tell who has been there the longest by how they move.) Ingo, after you stop resisting him, it feel like you’re just sitting there. You watch the world go by like a movie, and everything is silent and still. You can sense everyone, their feelings and thoughts, you’re all connected. Sometimes, if you close your eyes, you can see through their eyes... if only in brief moments. And by this point, you feel happy to be so connected. Emmet however is different, you are watching yourself move. But you always feel arms around you in your head. Sometimes someone is messing with your hair. You don’t feel unloved, because you can feel the others around you. You sometimes will shiver when new people come in, because they are just so cold. But you fully believe with Emmet they will be fine, after all you’re fine.

4. Both twins have an easy time getting people to trust them, with their status in Unova, it’s not that hard. But they got about it in separate ways. Ingo might use his Guests to talk to you first, mans is shy at times coming face to face with people without Emmet. Only after learning about you through them, will he approach you himself. Despite being a good Host, he does have uncertainty in his own booming tones, afraid he’ll scare off any potential new guests. Yet is always happy to find that his voice is what actually sooths people the most. Emmet is very straight forward of the two, sometimes ‘personal space’ doesn't click with him. He wants to be close to you, he wants to know what you smell like, what you sound like, and how your skin feels. it’s taken him a while, and Ingo to explain, that humans like their ‘bubble’ unlike their species. He’ll approach you fast, and it can be draining to talk to him, but you can’t help but like his personality all the same. But that’s also how he lures in new Play-things. Both firmly believe the ‘Hive Mind’ is the best thing for their puppets. Eventually you’ll see that too, all new times puppets have a hard time adjusting, but their here, and they’ll love and cherish you till the end.

and 5. My idea, the twins are very much immortal... well fuck.

Finally, if you’ve ever followed me in the past for me Sander Sides content you’ll know I can write more... ah... intimate things. Given most of you still to really be into Mind Control, if ever you guys want me to do something more for Submas and Mind Control, just let me know. Send an ask or leave a comment and I’ll see what I can give you. :)

that is all, hope you enjoyed Reading!

#hivemind au #submas #subway master ingo #subway master emmet #tw mind control #tw body horror #tw dark themes #tw stockholm syndrome #fanfic #second person pov #based on another post #hope you guys like this #I love this idea too much #ah adhd a blessing a curse for writers #gonna be working on my ao3 idea next #so I don't leave it unfinished like all my other words #please read the notes #please read warnings people

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