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#Subway boss Ingo
ariaphantomstuff · 3 days
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Spider anatomy killed me so never going to finish it xd
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Lil chibs I got to paste on my DSi >w< (sorry Mario but my hyperfixation won)
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And the best thing I've got to do from them O(≧∇≦)O
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nettlesketches · 3 days
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An unexpected reunion
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sparklychimecho · 11 hours
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These are dumb lol
The only valid typing quirk headcannon is that Emmett uses passive aggressive emoticons :)
Also I feel like most Pokemon trainers would frown upon FEAR strat pokemon.
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erycazh · 1 day
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Ingo, you ever experienced the Cain Instinct?
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they're truly the Twins Ever
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esprei · 14 hours
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popstar!ingo and popstar!emmet things! (aka i take dance poses and performance stills from EXO and draw them hhh - first image performances, second image dance practice!) the twins are part of a 6 member band (other members being volo, adaman, melli and n) and even though they're twins they do have some slight differences/strengths in what they do ingo is slightly more powerful with his voice, and emmet more expressive in his dancing/overall movement, but you bet they're still both incredible in both things both are killers on stage. got everyone screaming for them. they are SUPER idols 💖🎤✨
(they also have a lot of pointing in their choreography)
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marchy-emmet · 1 day
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SCOOP HIIIIIIIMM
He fell over and he's waiting to be picked up akfksdghkjmgfk
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the-coolest-ricci · 2 days
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Yokai-Watch × SubMas !!!!!
That is Lostori (Lost + Nobori). Ever wonder why, when you're pretty sure you board the right train, you get to the wrong station? Why you lose things on the train? Well, that is Lostori's fault!
These incidents are verrrry well known at the gear station, as they have been dealing with said incidents ever since the subway has been built! No one ever knew why.
That is, until one of the current Subway Bosses went missing, leaving behind a peculiar watch....
Lostori, aka Ingo
Eerie tribe
Fire attribute
Intimidation skill
Likes milk! (Specifically Coffee)
Also! Concept for the medal.
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lackuraphi · 2 days
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Boss:Did you guys scare the passengers again?!
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d4rksusuke · 3 days
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This man is taking over my mind I'm going crazy
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the silly amnesic man...
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Latimas AU: We're Almost At The Top!
Started off as just a random drawing of Raikou, which then turned into a Young Lati-Ingo and Lati-Emmet PMD adventure.
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rocksama24 · 3 days
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Random prompt: affection
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(Rant: When the teacher is so good at the subject but so shit at teaching, like dude.)
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thelemonsnek · 23 hours
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finally got around to drawing things from my figure shelf :]] (video of my figures below - if nothing else, click to see the litleo figure. its horrible [affectionate])
[image id: a sketchpage featuring many different pokemon, Ingo and Emmet, and Hatsune Miku. In the first drawing, Miku sings cheerfully into a microphone, while Ingo and Emmet look up at her - they're significantly shorter than Miku, and have to look up quite a ways.
Beneath this is a drawing of Ingo and Emmet doing their signature point pose, and they stare down and to the center, both smiling. Between them is a Lucario mimicking their pointing pose, riding a very happy Boltund.
To the side of this is a drawing of an exasperated Emmet, bent over from the weight of two Galvantula crawling on his head and shoulders. Emmet fruitlessly pulls the leg of one away, saying, "this is verrrrry unprofessional of you two." Above this is a sketch of Ingo being haunted by a Gengar. It looms behind him, grinning hugely as he stares ahead in dread.
Finally is a series of pokemon sketches. First, there is a Pikachu and Slowpoke sleeping together, then a very small Pikachu sitting on top of a very large Pikachu's head. Then are a number of sketches titled "Knockoffs 🤍". All of these are very silly sketches. There's one of a wide eyed Arceus titled "He has seen The Horrors", two very silly galvantula, a pink zorua, a blocky stunky, and a litleo that barely resembles a litleo. End id]
[video id: a soundless video panning over a shelf with lots of pokemon figures on it. Most notably are the figures depicted in the drawing - Ingo and Emmet, Miku, as well as the various pokemon drawn above, such as Litleo, Arceus, and Galvantula. There are many more figures on the shelf that were not drawn as well. Many of them are very small knockoff figures of questionable quality. End id]
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waterbottle2006 · 2 days
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ingo is NOT happy and emmet is SHOCKED i think its funny that their banters go around like this
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as a fan of hat wearing twins, love them <3
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hehe-hoho-ohno · 3 days
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Happy WIP Wednesday! Spoilers for chapter 7 of Misfits under the cut.
That was fine. Ingo could do what he wanted. Emmet skived off patrol all the time, it was fine.
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Ingo hadn’t come to patrol. Emmet had waited for him. He’d waited for ages and then decided to start on his own. He’d ended up doing the entire thing by himself and Ingo never showed up.
It was just uncharacteristic of him, that was all.
(It wasn’t like Emmet had been looking forward to it or anything. It wasn’t like he’d waited for hours like an abandoned puppy. If he’d known Ingo wasn’t going to show up he wouldn’t have wasted his time.)
(It was his own fault for getting his hopes up.)
He returned to the barracks and froze in the open doorway.
It looked like a war zone.
A few of the lockers were blown open, doors swinging in their hinges. One of the benches was tipped over. The door to the office was open as well, the drawers were ransacked and all the papers that had been neatly piled on the desk were strewn on the floor. The garbage bin had also been knocked over. His spiders were agitated and crawling along the walls and ceiling.
“…Hello?” He called and it echoed back. “…Ingo?”
A few spiders chirped in response but there wasn’t a word from Ingo. A cold feeling settled like a stone in his stomach. He called again. If Ingo wasn’t here then…
He hesitantly stepped forwards into the ruined barracks.
Something crunched under his foot and he hastily stepped back. He’d crushed something into hard red and white shards. A candy cane? Only a small part of one, judging by how little there was on the floor.
How had this happened? Emmet always locked the entrance. He was even doing it right now, closing the door and locking it behind him out of sheer habit.
(Ingo had a key. Emmet had given it to him.)
Gear Barracks had always been a safe place for Emmet. The only safe place. When Emmet returned home it always felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, like he could finally relax. Here, he had been untouchable.
That feeling was gone now. He didn’t think he would be getting it back.
(Ingo hadn’t shown up for patrol.)
It was a shitty, barren, uniform place, but it had been Emmet’s. And someone had broken in and torn it up.
(Was it really breaking in if Emmet had invited him inside?)
No! Emmet shook himself. He shouldn’t make assumptions when he didn’t have all the facts. There was no proof that had happened. Ingo wouldn’t…
(Emmet was still an easily suckered fool who had learnt nothing. Ingo had betrayed him and Emmet had made it so easy.)
Ingo was his friend. He trusted Ingo. Ingo was shy, earnest, and sweet. He said things like, “lonely together” and he meant it, Emmet knew he did!
(Or maybe Emmet wasn’t as good at spotting liars as he thought he was.)
A clicking whistle snapped him out of his spiralling thoughts. Emmet dropped to his knees and reached towards his fuzzy babies. “Is everyone alright? Is anyone hurt?”
Emmet was appalled by his own behaviour, getting wrapped up in his own doubts when his focus should have been on the creatures under his care. Poor little things, they had needed to endure whatever had happened without Emmet there to protect them.
They chirped and squeaked and scuttled away from him, towards a locker all the spiders were converging on. Dread crawled up this throat. He rose to his feet and followed them.
The door was cold when he laid a hand on it. “…Here?”
They squeaked and moved back, a fluffy multicoloured halo surrounding the locker. The dread only worsened.
It was locked.
He blinked. He never locked this one. He never locked any of the spider lockers out of fear he might trap them in there. Hesitantly, he filled in the default code and hoped that was correct. Emmet had never changed any of them, but he clearly wasn’t the only person who would have had the opportunity to do so.
He hesitantly tried the handle, and it swung open.
A body fell out.
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emmet-and-ingo · 2 days
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critterbitter · 4 months
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Blitzle getting obliterated by a flying type is peak comedy to me, sorry guys.
BONUS:
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(Masterpost)
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