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leggerefiore · 3 days
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cw: short, joking sex mentions, basically all a joke
pairing: Ingo/Reader, Emmet/Reader
Somehow, you and the Subway Boss had found yourselves away from the bustle of Nimbasa and out in the quiet of somewhere off from the main areas of Unova. A train ride out was a pleasant getaway, after all. Your sweet boyfriend would naturally enjoy anything to do with his beloved trains, and you got some alone time out with him. Though, this time, you both stopped to watch the various happenings pass by. Both passengers and cargo trains came down the railroad tracks while you both relaxed on the waiting platform.
One, however, caught your attention in particular. It was a type of car built like a basin. Something was being transported inside, but you could not see from the lower position that you were in. What you could see, however, was the text on the various cars. “Do Not Hump,” you read the text aloud, “… Does that really have to be stated? Are people engaging in sexual acts with the train?”
The twin at your side froze and blinked a few times.
▲Ingo▼
Ingo's cheeks then grew a bright colour as he attempted to grab the brim of a hat that he was not wearing. Instead, he just lowered his head and averted his gaze. You stared at him.  Soon, his hands pressed to his face. A sigh left him. “Dearest, hump does not refer to any explicit in this context,” he began to explain after removing his hands and daring a look at you, “It is a reference to a common method to sort freight cars by using a man-made hill… or, well, a hump.”
You could only laugh at how mortified he seemed by your words. It was clear he was not such a fan of the word but knew the true meaning was nothing as funny as what the phrase brought to mind as someone uninitiated. “So, no one is humping train cars enough to warrant a plea on the vessel itself?” you replied.
“… I do not wish to consider that an actual part of this reality,” Ingo shook his head and gazed at another train that was passing through, “I… I do not think that I would handle someone trying to do that to the subway car well. I would truly start screaming…” You shuddered. His “real” volume could probably cause hearing loss if his normal one was anything to go by.
“… Say, Ingo, would you hump me?” you dared to try again.
He looked at you with the disappointment that only an elder sibling or parent could make.
▽Emmet△
The younger twin tilted his head at your words. He made direct eye contact with you for a long moment. Much too long. Then, his gaze went to the freight train. He read the text and considered it for a moment. “Nope,” he shook his head, “It is related to a freight car sorting method. It uses a hill or “hump” to do it.” You felt disappointed. Really? You expected him to have something funny to say. But, well, this was his beloved trains you both were talking about.
“Would you still want me if I was a train car?” you decided to twist a usual question people asked their boyfriends, “Would you ignore my “Do Not Hump” warning, Emmy?” Emmet was silent for a moment too long. It left an eerie feeling in the air as he just stared out at the passing cargo train. When it was gone, he eventually returned his full attention back onto you. He then wordlessly nodded. You felt bewildered.
Apparently, your silence eventually brought him back to speaking himself. “… Yep,” he agreed again, “I love my darling too much! I could never, everrr ignore your desires.” You let out a laugh. Your desires… as a train car. The only scary part was being unable to tell if he was joking or being serious. You decided to just stop worrying when he grasped your hand and pointed out to you the odd engine on the train that passed the small platform.
“… Well, you do hump me in a train car, so I guess it isn't that different, is it?” you spoke again after having a thought.
Emmet burst out laughing this time.
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smallestapplin · 1 year
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Emmet is the type of husband, where if he has to stay home from work.
Doesn’t matter if it’s his day off, or he’s sick, you’re going to be getting a notification from poketwitter about a new post he made.
And it’s going to be his face pressed against the window, looking longingly out it with the caption.
‘when my forbidden lover(my spouse)
who I haven't seen in months (3 hours) refuses to speak to me (they’re working and their phone is on mute) and l'm dying (my tummy hurts) and I won't get to say goodbye (they will be home in an hour)’
He’s the most dramatic husband you know(and he’s yours!)
He also makes posts such as-
‘Abandoned, alone, unloved, unwanted, how could they!’
And when someone comments asking ‘omg Emmet what happened?’
He responds.
‘My beloved didn’t text me during lunch :(‘
You know his antics are playful, it gives you a cackle every time you see them or hear them.
And he doesn’t do it all the time, but it’s pretty common for him to do.
Cause he instantly perks right back up.
Like if you comment on that post ‘sorry I got busy.’
Instant ‘:D my darling!♥️💙💞💘💖💓💖❣️💕💖💗💞 has returned to me!💓💖❣️💕💛💘❤️💝🤍🤍💘!’
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jumpingjoltiks · 7 months
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A Risky Flirtation
Warnings: Jealousy, Sugar Daddy-esque relationships
(Sugar Daddy!Submas x Reader)
The Twins bring you to lots of events. Charity galas, premiers, battling contests - they're invited to plenty of things that they can't always say no to, so you end up at fancy parties two to three times a month, maybe more. Not that you're complaining. Your little side job pays very well, and ever since they asked you to be their "regular" date, they've been quite generous with other gifts too.
It's at one of these parties that you happen to meet four of the most prestigious battlers in the world - Unova's Elite Four.
The twins have introduced you to plenty of gym leaders by this point, and of course, you knew Elisa even before you knew them, but the Elite Four are different. They're curious about you, a newcomer to the scene. It's hard not to notice when they go out of their way to talk to you.
And it's hard for Ingo and Emmet not to notice when the Elite Four start openly encouraging that interest.
Whether you're admiring Marshall's muscles, laughing at one of Grimsley's jokes over a game of poker, talking to Shauntal about her new book, or having a quiet moment with Caitlin over champagne, the twins are capital J Jealous.
It takes them a few events to realize what this strange mix of feelings is - the anger, the despair, the longing, the frustration - and by the time they have some tabloids have already caught on. Part of why it takes them as long as it does is that ... they really shouldn't be feeling this way.
They definitely can't say anything to you outright, because technically your relationship is strictly business... isn't it? They won't forbid you from spending time with anyone else. You should be allowed to have fun with whoever you want, as long as you're still fulfilling your job as their (secretly platonic) date. It doesn't, shouldn't matter how they feel. But they just can't get it out of their heads whenever the E4 are around.
Fortunately for them, there are two of them. One of them can always swoop in to distract you, even if the other is held up. Emmet pulls you square into his lap during poker and has you pick cards for him. He whispers in your ear to stay focused while his thumb rubs circles on your hip. Ingo whisks you into a dance and away from Marshall and Shauntal, his graceful movements take your breath away. It feels like dancing on air with him. Both twins saddle up on either side of you when you're with Caitlin, placing a hand on each hip and offering you a new flute of champagne.
The Elite Four are not blind. They can see how deep in Ingo and Emmet already are for you and have discussed it among themselves. It's become a little game for them to see how quickly they can rile the boys up.
As for yourself, you love the attention. Your heart warms each time the twins tumble over themselves to be near you. And sure, maybe that's them trying to prove to the cameras that they're good dates (they DO get a lot of good press in the days following). But could it be something more? It felt real, but can your feelings be trusted? Or are you just trying to see something that's not there? What would really be the harm in flirting a little more to find out...
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r0-boat · 1 year
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*slams fists on table* I MADE IT!!!!! And I’m being basic!!! Thoughts on vampire submas?????
One steaming hot plate of headcannons
Here we go
Vampire Submas
Sfw but slightly suggestive
Vampires don't actually need sleep the twins can go days without sleeping, why do you think Gear Station is always open? Although sleep is a relaxing past time they don't need it.
The twins would probably have to hide in regular Society since there is a negative stigma against vampires.
Elesa it's the only one that knows bring a half vampire.
That's until when you came along, your so sweet to them when you smell so good and aah. Suddenly their urges are harder to control.
They can't help but fall more and more in love even though the feelings inside scare them knowing that you could be just like everybody else and be disgusted at who they are.
Their unbeating heart skipping a beat when you laugh at their terrible jokes or Goofy antics but they fear that wants you know you'll never see them again.
They're oblivious but they're not stupid. They know you have feelings for them too. They can hear your heart beat faster when you go near them, the way you give them a longing gaze and a soft smile. You cute cheeks Flushing when you see them and you even tried to shy away once you noticed you have their full attention.
Ingo
Has sworn never to bite or sink his teeth into a person. His whole life is lived off of blood bags while it quells his thirst. It doesn't satisfy his instincts. His instincts to hunt
His urges only get stronger and stronger, not that he minds. Ingo always had good self-control... until you walked right past him... Yes... that's all it took. The sweet scent of your blood was something he'd never smelled before. So lovely, so captivating, his knees grew weak as he fell into the floor. Worried, you tried to help him up and go quickly declined, picking himself up, his face turning red, afraid that he might pounce on you so much as brush against him.
His inner Instinct stir within him. A beast that laid dormant for all these years, finally threatening to break free.
His once pure clean mine now running rampant with thoughts of ravaging you and tasting your blood for the first time, drinking you till you can't move. While his hands roam your body.
A black scaly demon on his shoulders piercing red eyes beckoning him to taste you. Taste his first fill of fresh human blood.
He's not sure how long he can fight back.
He could never do that to you. He could never press you against the wall giving you no chance of escape before going in and biting hard into your skin; he could never sink his face into your shoulder as a way of marking you and feeding himself.
The fears of you pushing away from him and disappearing from him haunts his nightmares.
Emmet
Emmet always stays true to himself. He wants to finally find someone he can be open too. No more hiding who he is.
However, it's not like he can blame them. Vampires are creatures of the night and, in a way, prey on humans.
He tries to live off blood bags however it's not the same something straight from their prey. If humans don't care about him, why should he care about their comfort?
Mostly only drinks the blood of rule Breakers.( they'll never break a single rule in the subway again)
Emmet wants to let the secret out to you as soon as possible. He wants you to love him, all of him, blood-sucking fangs and all.
Emmet finds humans cute they're small and weak, like a feisty little kitten.
Emmet feels sort of possessive over you. He's unsure if that's the vampire inside him yelling at him to hold you close in case something steals his meal/mate from him.
Sure, he does has his own urges; he tries to stifle a whimper every time he feels your heartbeat, your sweet blood underneath this thin layer of skin. But he admits he is not as bad as Ingo.
In the end he just wants what's best for him and his brother. He'll treasure and protect you like his family because you are!
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To a surprise and no one besides the twins you end up accepting then being vampires in fact you seem to really enjoy that idea.
Ingo Beyond flushed his breath shaking when you ask him to take a drink from you. He tries to hold back when his teeth pierced your skin but he falls apart quickly. Moaning against your shoulder growling "mine"in other words you can't quite hear
Emmet is ecstatic immediately coming in to hug and kiss you. He doesn't have to hide from the people he loves anymore. He doesn't have to pretend.
You feel his tongue in your mouth, his face against your lips. The warmth breaks it for a second just to ask, "Wanna taste you, please? Just one sip?" Maybe Emmet had some ulterior motives after all; he still loves you, though, with all his heart.
In fact, Ingo finally tastes you for the first time, his eyes rolling back; he grabs you firmly and holds you in place. It took everything in him to pull away before he got to Ravenous. It's not enough. He needs more, and not just your blood
If the twins smell your blood from anywhere they are immediately on alert what if you hurt yourself? What if someone is hurting you?!
The twins taking no mercy to other vampires or people if they harm you. They swear if they break one little hair on your head, you'll be their next meal.
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yaboyhoney · 1 year
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Hello! Could you do a self aware!Submas au
But its like swapped?
Where the reader becomes the self aware fictional character that falls in love with the player aka Ingo and Emmet. (It can be seperate or the twins liking the same person).
While the twins are big fans of reader for their memorable moments in the game. They even develop a crush on said reader, so much so, they have merch of reader.
Bonus: they also read x reader fanfics of reader
Ohhh this is so cute!!! Ok ok ok lemme try my best. Reader insert character uses He/they pronouns.
Self aware Reader x Submas
You were an ordinary npc in a cute farming gaming that the twins enjoyed playing together: Moondrop Hollow. This game featured not only farming, but fishing, monster hunting, friendships and romance. The twins liked the game and focused on certain tasks specific to them, Ingo particularly loved to fish and Emmet liked to farm, but they both enjoyed monster hunting because you were there. What made you stand out to the twins was that you were the train conductor of the region and a famous hero as well. Your title given to you by the Monster Hunter Guild was: Golden Eye; on account of your incredible archery skills, precision, and accuracy. You are the only train conductor brave enough to venture out into the farthest lands away from the safe borders of Moondrop Hollow, who is undoubtedly safe from harm due to your talents.
But unfortunately, you were never made to be a romantic interest. It's simply not written into the script of the game for you to be able to develop a relationship with the main characters who play as the farmer character. Emmet and Ingo have scoured the internet online in the hopes of finding a mod that would allow you to be a romantic character, but then the two would go into debates over who gets to marry you first.
Naturally, you don't have a lot of dialogue because you aren't meant to even accumulate friendship points. The only times you typically talk are when the twins purchase a train ticket and you lead them to where their destination takes them. They know about your lore after hearing dialogue from the other monster hunters talk about your heroic deeds and the game's initial development online, which went into more detail about your history. Aside from your current talents of keeping Moondrop Hollow safe from monster invaders, you have the most interesting backstory. You weren't always an archer, but a long time ago you were actually an magic botanist, making herbal potions that had the power to heal people. You were called to a divine duty in order to protect the world in sealing away a great evil and became part of a legendary group of heroes. But in the last moments of the fight against the great evil, you and your companions were outmatched. That is when your great leader ordered you to use the dark tome you found sometime during your quest. This ancient book of evil carried the worst of all curses in a language only you could read due to your knowledge in the kingdom's ancient history. Seeing there was no other option, you began to talk in an ancient tongue and sealed away the evil, but in doing so you also cursed your friends and everyone turned into stone. It wasn't until many years later you realized the effects of the curse: you stole the lives of everyone who was within the vicinity, which meant their lifespan was now yours, including the evil you sealed away. Moondrop Hollow takes place in a whole generation after your quest, which meant you were the oldest npc. The few times you did speak, you would simply warn the twins of the danger they were about to face, depending on which area of the world you were dropping them off at. And congratulating them when they made it back alive. One day, the twins were playing on their day off, enjoying their time as usual. Though they had each other, they had no romantic partner of their own but bonded over their adoration of you. They had merchandise from the official store along with some fan-made items sold online. While the twins were playing, you were simply waiting in your train office, mindlessly staring at your dark tome when it whispered to you. A dark swelling force of energy surges from the book and attacks your mannequin body; you suddenly lurch and gasp as you become sentient.
Naturally, you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? You came to the stark realization you weren't alive or real and never were. You were simply the fabrication someone made to appeal to others. You ran from your train office and tried to interact with the villagers down in the valley but they don't talk to you, their expressions all stay the same no matter how hard you try to make them talk. Then Emmet notices you, away from your train office and in town square? You turn your head to see that the farmer character, one of the twins who eagerly rides your trains is standing across from you. They start to move and you freeze in a slight shock before you see them running in a circle around you? Then you hear it, the voice of a man who eagerly yells at another to come down to the village square. You do not know where this voice comes from, it doesn't sound familiar. Then the other farmer, the twin brother, comes running from the beach to see you. He too runs in circles around you but you stand there in a slight shock. Who were these voices? Why were they happy to see you? What did this mean?
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sleepingdeath-light · 2 months
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yandere hcs + complacent s/o hcs ; emmet
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requested by ; anonymous (17/07/23)
fandom(s) ; pokèmon
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; emmet
outline ; “I NEED YANDERE EMMET PLEASE RAAAAGH!!! 😭‼️ (and an s/o who’s ok with it because they take it as “awwww he loves me” but they don’t understand that this man is at “I’d kill Arceus for you” levels of love 😂)”
note ; this isn’t as overtly yandere as some of my other posts, but i can’t see emmet going the whole way and slaughtering people for his s/o so much as he just gets a bit obsessive over them (also i haven’t written for him in a while so apologies if this is a bit shaky lol)
warning(s) ; yandere!emmet, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, unhealthy dynamic
emmet had always been a peculiar character in your eyes, even before the two of you became an item, so you never really thought to question some of his more outlandish behaviours when it came to your relationship
his possessive streak and obsession with you were, to you at least, as normal as his unwavering grin or his repetition of ‘i am emmet’ whenever he was speaking to someone — they were just another part of him that you accepted as any loving partner would
(it’s also not the most obvious to others unless they know him extremely well, such as his brother or their mutual best friend, and even then he typically just dismisses their concerns and goes back to being his energetic, ever-smiling set without ever really addressing how different he gets around you)
he still talks about you as his partner to anyone who will listen — and even to those who are very obviously not paying any attention to a word he’s saying — but his remarks take on a much darker and more possessive, even obsessive, tone that’s easy to miss if you don’t pay him much mind during battles
for example, he’s made a great many remarks to other trainers about how he’d do anything to keep you safe and by his side — remarks which include him being more than willing to battle, or even outright kill if it came down to that, any legendary (even arceus himself!) that came between the two of you
(a couple of trainers that managed to see the disturbing genuineness underpinning those statements have gone out of their way to find and warn you about your boyfriend’s obsession, but ended up being even more put-off by your response to their worries — that being anything ranging from neutrality, acceptance, or endearment at his ‘love’ for you)
although he’s still as passionate about trains and pokémon as ever, you’ll find him much less likely to talk about himself with you in favour of just sitting and listening to everything you have to say as if it’s the most interesting thing in the world (even if it’s something as objectively mundane as talking about what you almost had for lunch a few days ago) — he’ll interject every now and then with encouragement and questions that range from cute to concerning (e.g. ‘i am emmet. what did you do after that? i am emmet.’ or ‘i am emmet. that sounds very frustrating. would you like me to talk to them for you? i am emmet.’), but still it’s incredibly rare that you’ll get to hear about his day once his obsession with you has truly taken hold
he only ever addresses you by name or as his spouse (husband/wife/partner/whatever your label of choice is) even though you’re not actually married — legal distinctions don’t matter to him and he already knows that you’re the love of his life so he sees no point in waiting for some ceremony to show you off as ‘his’ to the world
before his obsession set in he was already very comfortable with public shows of affection and wasn’t ever embarrassed to do things like link arms with you, peck you on the cheek/lips, or anything else like that around others unless he was actively engaged in a pokémon battle — but now it’s like he’s gone from an eight to an eleven and you’ll never go long, when you’re around him at least, without him touching you in some way
an arm around your waist, pulling you against his side or chest, linking your arms, holding your hand so tightly you fear it may just break, peppering your face with kisses, etc. — all of those displays are common place for the two of you, and he’s even happier when you’re the one initiating and reciprocating (especially if you’re around others as it appeals to that possessive side of him that likes letting others know that you’re not just taken, but that you’re happily and eagerly taken by him, emmet, and nobody else)
he hasn’t yet been given a reason to kill someone for you, and in the moment he may not even go through with it, but he’s certainly offered to do so on multiple occasions whenever you mention someone annoying you, flirting with you, or otherwise making you uncomfortable — he’s also been known to go harsher on trainers that have shown interest in you in battle whenever you visit him at work (partly to show off to you and partly to put them in their place)
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Emmet with an S/o who mimics the way he talks
Tws: Mentions of past bullying
I got hella excited and this came out a lot longer than I thought. Oops. Kinda made it more of a combo of a one shot and headcanons?? lowkey might make this a full mini fic if people like it enough lmao.
You had first met the subway boss when a Jotik scurried underneath your foot. You had almost stepped on the poor thing, stopping an inch or two above it. You then quickly scoped it up, holding it in your hands to avoid anyone else from harming the it. It snuggled into your hand, letting out a pitiful "Jol. . ." Before its eyes closed. It must have been exhausted, running around trying not to get stepped on.
You held the Joltik close to your chest as you walked over to one of the people standing by the subway car, instructing people left and right. He seemed to be some sort of boss, or at least a person in charge, based on the way he carried himself. He was rather cute, you supposed. He had kind grey eyes and a bright smile as he talked, but the more he talked, the more you noticed how he talked.
He must have noticed you staring, because he turned to look at you, giving you a smile. You noticed that he seemed tense, his smile straining as he talked to you.
"I am Emmet! You are staring. Do you need something?"
You blinked, a warm flush covering your face as you quickly sputtered out that you found a Joltik running around, and didn't want it to get hurt.
You had barely finished your sentence before the man was now in front of you, his grin relaxing. He reached his hands out and gently pet the Joltik on top of its head. He looked back at you, "I am Emmet! This is my Joltik. Thank you for finding her."
You gave him; gave Emmet a smile and happily returned his pokemon to him. He playfully teased the Joltik, and that's when you noticed another odd thing about how he spoke. When he said very, he drew out his r. It was adorable, admittedly. You had to hide your smile half behind your hand at the touching reunion.
You hesitated before holding out your hand, saying three simple words, "I am y/n."
From then on, the two of you would often times run into each other. You often took the subway to and from work, and always tried to make time to talk with Emmet. He had introduced you to his twin, Ingo shortly after, saying you were the one who reduced Jolly (Which you came to realize was one of his many, many joltiks).
The more you saw Emmet, the more you noticed you began to pick up on his mannerisms. Whenever he would greet you, saying "I am Emmet!" You would always reply back with "I am Y/n!". You even started dragging out the word very!
Mimicking people was something you had done all your life, more often with close friends and family than with people you had only known for a few months. He had never commented on the fact that you did this, and you were partly grateful for the fact. You had no idea how to tell him that you did it because you liked him, because you found how he talked endearing and sweet.
However, that eventually had to change.
The two of you were sitting on a bench. It was a rare moment where Emmet didn't currently have anything to do, and you had the afternoon off. He had been very quiet all day, and when you commented on it, he simply said, "I am Emmet. I do not like being made fun of. Are you making fun of me?"
His voice was so small, so quiet and he refused to meet your gaze. You felt your heart sink. Was he upset because of you?
When you asked him to elaborate, he took a deep breath, sparing a glance at you, "I know I talk weird. People have made fun of me for it all my life. They have always been verrrry mean. Are you making fun of me?"
You felt your heart sink into your chest. You quickly grasped his hands in your own, "I am-" You swallowed your words before letting out a shaky breath, "I like the way you talk. I think it's cute and endearing and so verrry you. I-I've always copied other people when they talk- when I like them and consider them a friend. I'm sorry Emmet, I should've told you about it. I'm verry sorry. Please forgive me."
He was very quiet for a moment before he spoke up, "Do you mean it? Do you like the way I talk?"
You nodded your head without a second thought. He brought you into a tight hug, burying his face into your shoulder as he wept softly. You held him as he cried, murming soft reassurances.
From then on the two of you became even closer. It was now custom to great each other by saying "I am Emmet" and "I am y/n"
He eventually picked up on small habits of your own, startling you one day when he said something you often said. He only gave you a cheeky smile when you stared at him.
Ingo is ecstatic when you and Emmet first go out, and is your number one supporter. He takes you to the side one day and thanks you for making his little brother happy, and that he happily considers you apart of his family as well.
When Emmet asks why you are all teary eyed, you simply say it's allergies.
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Imagine taking a nap and waking up to a bunch of joltiks napping on you. There is also a very sleepy galvantula crawling on top of you, which is what woke you up
You text Emmet to ask him to come forth. He does, and he has to slap a hand over his mouth. Is he gonna laugh? Is he gonna coo and awwww at the scene? Even he isn't sure
Either way, he takes a ton of photos for his photo album dedicated to his pokemon
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leggerefiore · 23 hours
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ive been marinating this idea in my head for a week and now i must request: ingo, emmet, larry, and cyrus (all separately ofc) when their beloved is hopped up on anasthesia after a surgery and when s/o finally awakens the poor thing temporarily doesn't remember who the stunningly handsome man at their bedside is but they sure don't mind when they get kissed by him... (bonus funny: confusing the twins for one another. hope emmet doesnt get too jealous...) its all the anathesia tropes in one lol
I can finally return to this after having gone under anesthesia and recovered from it....
cw: nondescript surgery mentions, temporary memory loss, confusion, fluff,
characters: Ingo, Emmet, Cyrus, Larry
The procedure went well to your poor boyfriend's (and your own) relief. He had stayed for the entire length, simply far too worried and ready to act as your medical advisor for anything that may arise. Thankfully, nothing had, and it had entirely gone to plan. Now, you were still under the effects of the general anaesthesia and thus unconscious. However, you had been otherwise cleared, and he was able to come in and wait for you to regain consciousness. Naturally, he did.
Sitting at your bedside, he quietly did things to pass the time until you began to awaken. He was a bit distressed to see you in such a condition, yet was happy that you had made it through everything so well. Everything moved slowly until… you began to stir. He put down whatever he had been using to distract himself to focus on you. Your eyes opened, and you sat up weakly. Blinking, you met his gaze. Something about your general behaviour told him that you were not entirely back to normal…
Still, he leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead and grasp your hand.
● “… Emmet?” you asked, bewildered to see him at your bedside. Ingo blinked at your words and opened his mouth to speak. That was not an uncommon thing he heard, but it felt strange coming from you. “Emmet… Why are you here…?” you held on to his hand tightly, “… You kissed me, too…” Ingo felt somewhere between chuckling and losing his mind. He certainly hoped you were not letting Emmet randomly kiss you, but he supposed it was the anaesthesia causing your brain to not think logically.
▲Ingo▼
● “Emmy…” you called out to him again, “Your clothes are weird today…” Your hand began to play with his sweaters' sleeve. He sighed. You definitely were not in your right mind. “… I like you, Emmy, I really do,” you suddenly continued and looked a little embarrassed, “You're really cute, but… I love Ingo, you know? He's so sweet… A real gentleman…” Your gushing made his eyes go wide. His chest fluttered. Gentleman…? “Oh, don't tell him…”
● “… Dearest,” he mumbled, holding your hand again, “… I'm Ingo.” You blinked and opened your mouth. “I love you, too,” he chuckled and pressed another kiss to the corner of your mouth. You began to laugh yourself. “Emmet might pop in later… He mentioned something about getting you a cake…” Ingo's free hand went to sweep his hair back. Would your doctor approve that? He would need to ask and stop Emmet from wasting his time if you could not… Before he could get lost more in contemplation, you reached your free arm up to pull him in. It seemed that you wanted a hug now. Who would he be not to oblige you?
○ You stared at him for a long moment extra when he pulled back. Emmet tilted his head while you grasped his hand tightly. Your eyes squinted. For a moment, the twin debated if you were unable to recognise him. Before he could begin to fret, you spoke. “… Ingo?” you questioned, “Hey, Ingo! What are you doing here…? Where is… here?” You looked around the room in confusion. Emmet felt floored. Ingo? You mistook him for his brother? He blinked. “Did you kiss me, too?” you seemed to avoid his gaze. Emmet wanted to speak, but you moved to stare at your IV, confused. His hand tightened around yours before you tried anything.
▽Emmet△
○ “You aren't wearing your normal clothes,” you instead shifted your attention back to him, “… Hey, why are you wearing a Joltik t-shirt?” The print on the front of his shirt was a Joltik chewing on a wire. It was something that you had bought for him while out shopping. His heart hurt. Did you not remember? Why did you think he was Ingo? Why would Ingo be at your side after a surgery? “I'm sorry, Ingo…” you sighed, “I'm genuinely complimented you feel that way about me, but I love Emmet… You know that, right? Emmy is so cute… I just want to cling to him all the time…” The younger twin's eyes went wide. Oh… Oh, that was verrrry adorable.
○ “Darling,” he cooed and leaned forward to peck your lips, “I am Emmet.” You gasped when he pulled away. A giggle left him. It was truly no mystery why he loved you so much. His free hand went to remove a few stray strands from your face. “You are verrrry sweet,” he continued, “Ingo said he would come later. The station needed one of us.” Emmet was truly grateful Ingo had offered to handle all of their work today so he could be by your side today. The older twin had also offered to bring food in for you both whenever he got off. You lightly tugged his arm. Right. You. He smiled at you and was ready to listen to you more.
🌌Cyrus🛰
☄️ You were silent as he pulled back. Your eyes seemed to stare right through him as you remained wordless. Worry entered his mind, but Cyrus quashed it quickly with a logical explanation. Your throat was likely parched. His eyes scanned the room for a water he had bought. Seeing it on a nearby table, he went to stand up and grab it for you. However, his actions were halted by you reaching out a hand to grab his sleeve. “… You're really handsome…” you mumbled. Cyrus nodded. That was not exactly what he expected the first words out of your mouth to be, but he could accept that nonetheless.
☄️ “… Who are you, mister?” you asked. The blue-haired man froze in his spot. The water was forgotten. What…? That question… You surely recognised him. He was your boyfriend. That felt like something impossible to forget with how often it weighed on his mind. “… You're quite a bit older than me, aren't you?” you continued. Cyrus was dumbstruck. Quite a bit… Older than you…? Were you messing with him? “You kissed me… But we don't know each other… Did you mistake me for someone?” you babbled, “I hope you didn't… I want you to be single…”
☄️ Cyrus sighed. That was quite enough of that. Clearly, the anaesthesia was altering your cognition and making you forget specific things. Fine. He was not bothered by that. Or you comment about his age. “… I am your boyfriend, so I am not single,” he explained, “My name is Cyrus… And I'm only twenty-seven, actually.” You gasped at his words. Another remark about his age was made. It was against his usual behaviour, but he leaned forward to kiss you on the lips and silence you. It working and being reciprocated calmed him. This would pass… He just needed to be patient. You gazed up at him with adoration when he pulled away. Suddenly, his confidence returned.
🍙 You squinted at him as he moved away to sit back down. His nerves tensed as he recalled the last time Geeta had given him a look like that. Larry did not understand what was going through your mind. Were you in pain? He hoped not. Though he was more than ready to call for someone if needed. You remained silent for an awkward moment. He supposed he had not said anything either. Maybe you were not sure what to say. Should he start talking? Asking you how your surgery went did not seem like an appropriate thing. Before he could open his mouth, you finally spoke, “… Hey, did I take your bed here?” Larry went still. What did that mean?
💼Larry🏢
🍙 “… This is a hospital, right, mister?” you continued, “Isn't this… like, your bed? You seem like you belong here…” There was no response to that from the salaryman. You were out of it. That much was more than obvious now. He also could not deny that there was some truth to that statement. Him falling asleep at his desk the other day was a bit concerning, certainly, but he wondered how you missed the IV in your arm. “Why am I in your room? Do I care for the elderly?” your words cut deeper each time you spoke. His trained facade was almost ready to shatter under your innocent harshness. “… You are kind of cute... In a non-traditional way, I think,” you mumbled to yourself.
🍙 You having apparently forgetting him was not the worst thing, he supposed. Larry was going to avoid thinking too much about the last words that you had spoken. Maybe a refresher would help you. He certainly did not plan on leaving your side. Geeta might make a surprise visit, and the last thing he wanted was her ire. Well, that, and he did not exactly want to leave you alone after surgery. “… I'm your partner,” he explained, “I'm Larry. We've been together for a few years now… You insisted on us dating, actually.” You nodded deeply and mumbled an acknowledgement. Somehow, this felt less exhausting than the league office. You tugged his sleeve and demanded another kiss to prove it. Now, he felt the exhaustion settling in.
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smallestapplin · 1 year
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Emmet is the walking talking ‘right to the point’ type of man.
Just
“I will be confessing to you tomorrow night after work! Don’t be late!”
With a big smile on his face, and walking off like he didn’t just say that.
You’re left dumbfounded, until you’re on the subway having just got off work, meeting him just as he is too! Just outside gear station and he just
“Go out with me.”
In such a soft voice, looking at you so tenderly with a small bit nervous smile.
Realizing, oh shit he meant it-
Just, soft Emmet.
Cause yeah he’s a little chaotic, and his forwardness can be intimidating, and his bluntness could be seen as rude.
But he’s Emmet.
Dorky Emmet, sweet Emmet who’s smile quivers trying to work up the nerve to ask you out. Who remembers all your favorite things, remembers all those things you’ve infodumped on him.
Who lets out soft squeals when you do something nice for him, or even just give him a random gift cause it reminded him of you.
Soft Emmet who takes you out on a nice but cause date, and starts fiddling with his hands, blushing and not meeting your eyes before blurting out,
“Do you want to share a milkshake?”
His face bright red.
Only for his eyes to widen and practically sparkle when you say yes.
Soft Emmet who wakes you up late a night, just so you two can sit outside wrapped up in blankets, watching the fireflies before he has to get ready for work.
Soft Emmet who sets up the backyard for you two to sleep out there without a worry, only to end up looking at you more than the clear night sky.
Soft Emmet who is so bad with words, that he just cries because he loves you so much, and doesn’t know how to properly tell you that. (~~he cries to Ingo when talking about you, so his brother has to sigh and pat his back~~)
Soft Emmet who can’t leave the house before showering your face with his kisses.
Soft Emmet who runs and hugs you whenever you visit him at work.
Soft Emmet who gets upset if he’s had to stay for overtime specifically on y’all’s date night.
Emmet who has to treat you at minimum once a week to a nice date.
Of course then there is Ingo, who’s so scary looking, a stickler for the rules, and strict.
But he just, can’t help but talk about you, he always ends up bringing you up one way or another like ‘oh! My partner does that-‘
Soft Ingo who, if he leaves before you wake up, writes you a letter about how much he loves you and wishing you a good day.
Soft Ingo who, if he wakes up from a nap and you aren’t there, pouts and goes to look for you, looking so hurt that you left him.
Soft Ingo who prefers calming date nights, and uses them as a chance to make a new dinner with you.
Soft Ingo who likes to take you out to nicer places, or picnics that he made.
Soft Ingo and Emmet who have wallet albums of you.
Soft Ingo who refuses to watch a tv you both started watching until you’re with him.
Soft Ingo he likes to buy you both matching things, matching coffee mugs, matching aprons, matching tea towels, matching accessories, etc.
Soft Emmet who rests his chin on his hand as he listens to you ramble about something you’re passionate about.
Soft Ingo who loves making breakfast for you, but *adores* it when you cook it together.
Soft Emmet who likes your cup your face in his hands, and just kiss away, before resting his forehead against yours and just bask in your presence.
Soft Ingo who always kisses the back of your hand, before kissing you.
Soft Emmet who loves giving you bunny kisses before kissing you all over.
Soft Ingo who always pauses, lips barely brushing against yours before softly pressing them together.
Soft twins who never stop talking about their beloved.
Soft Emmet who smiles and giggles when you text him.
Soft Ingo who gave you a personalized ring tone, just so he knows it’s you and answers it instantly.
Soft twins who you always leave swooning, and staring lovingly at you as you head back home.
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jumpingjoltiks · 7 months
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Subway Bosses taking care of a sick s/o
Something self indulgent bc I'm sick and I feel a little gross rn
Pairings: Emmet x gn!Reader, Ingo x gn!Reader
Warnings: None
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▽ Emmet ▽
"Oh you're sick? Try not to give it to me, alright?"
Brings you some soup from a nearby restaurant and picks up whatever medicine/groceries you need.
Initially did try to cook some soup for you, but almost burnt down your kitchen, so it will have to be store bought.
Wants to offer you comfort. Doesn't want to get too close and get sick. Agony.
"I am Emmet. I want to hold you, but you are sick so I cannot. Get better soon and I will give you a verrry big hug."
He'll text you throughout the day to keep you company while he's at work.
Sends you little updates about how his team is doing on the battle lines. Talk about whatever strange things he's seen on the subway lately. Take a silly picture of one of the joltiks. Anything to distract you and keep your spirits up.
Absolutely does end up getting sick as well, much to his chagrin - now you're both taking care of each other, but at least you can cuddle.
▲ Ingo ▲
A little bit of a germaphobe, but he won't let that stop him from helping you
He has a shelf full of all kinds of medicines in case of illness.
Very strict about you getting your rest.
"Work can wait! You must not overexert your engine. Proper maintenance is necessary!"
Don't even think about getting up to do any housework or chores. He'll be ordering you right back to bed! Let him take care of it.
Poké-facetimes you on his breaks to check in on how you're doing. He'll have a short conversation if you're feeling up for it, or he'll chatter at you if your voice is out. Lots of "I love you"s and "get better soon"s
Deep cleans the bedroom/bathroom once you're well again. He does NOT want to get sick.
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r0-boat · 1 year
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Hear. Me. Out. Ingo/Emmet with a strong fem S/o who can just easily pick them up and carry them. Imagine how hard Elisa would laugh when the both of them are trying to intimidate a random person who they assume is trying to 'steal' their darling when S/o is done and just carries them away over her shoulder/under her arm. Elisa would never let them live it down.
Here's some motherfucking head cannons for you because ideas in my head go buzz
Submas(+Elesa) with a Strong Gf Reader
Sfw with somewhat suggestive words
No because Emmet will act like he hates it and tried to square up and fight them in a Denny's parking lot (with Pokémon or Fists) but on the inside he like, "Mommy? Sorry mommy? Sorry mommy? sorry"
Ingo is speechless he's pretty much like: 😳.
Oh, but could you imagine if this was Ingo pre-hisui, I bet they would work out together, I can imagine Warden Ingo and you would rough house and then Ingo would just laugh and say " it's been a while since I did that with anyone!" Meanwhile Emmet is freaking out because he just witnessed his girlfriend and brother physically fight each other.
What about the other way around? When some dick bag is trying to flirt with the twins, which they are obviously not having any of it, and you just literally take out the trash, The twins will just collectively say, "Oh, wow..." under their breath with a shocked expression.
Elesa: gay gay homosexual gay?
The entertainment value of watching the twins get flustered is comedy gold, but she understands where they're coming from when she looks at you; she kind of wants to ask to touch your muscles.
Elesa's bi Awakening is muscular women. She wonders if you're willing to dress up in a certain character she likes from a show.
Arceus help us if you wear tights. Emmet because he will be too focused on the way the cloth hugs your thighs and legs will start walking into things.
Emmet wants to know your secrets he's so sick of being the scrawny noodle brother, first you now, Ingo! Mans can't catch a break... He wants to be stronger too! If he was that he could carry all of his joltik friends
Elesa would adore it if you gave her piggyback rides.
"my gf can beat up your gf" - Emmet probably
You could definitely carry them both! All I can imagine is Emmet growling and kicking and punching the air as you carry him away over your shoulder while ingo under your arm has blue screened.
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yaboyhoney · 1 year
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Okay just read Self aware swap!Submas x reader. I need a part 2! I wanna know what happens next!!
Yaay i'm so happy you liked part one! I had a lot of fun writing it <3
Self aware reader x submas part 2
You were quite puzzled when the twins appeared before you, each character identical to one another in almost every way with the exception that one wore a white shirt and the other wore a black shirt. It didn't seem to help much that their immediate reaction was to run around you in circles like a happy bunny; you weren't quite sure what to make of this. But you at least knew their names since they were the main characters and hesitantly you try to talk to them. "Emmet...and Ingo?" Your eyes widen when you hear the elated shrieks of both men and realize that the voices are coming from the farmer players.
The twins themselves are unaware of what happened to you and instead think they came across a cutscene with you. Which is unexpected, your cutscenes are limited to when you first meet the twins and when you give them train rides. For them to see you in the village square is very unusual since there wasn't even a festival happening at all, those are the only days you don't work. You stood there, still baffled at the situation, leaving the impression that the cutscene was lagging. You could hear the whining protests of Emmet, "Nooo, Ingo the game is freezing." Game? Was this a game? What kind of sick game is this? You turn to see the other villager npcs and note that they don't react to you at all but only the twins do. Why are things like this? You didn't even know what a video game was! You try to talk to them again, to see what happens. "Hello boys, this is...rather unexpected, isn't it." Though you're talking, you're trying to directly talk to the voices behind the screen. "Oh, the cutscene continues. Bravo!" This voice comes from the player character Ingo. By now you've heard both the twins talk, but you didn't quite understand what they meant by the word "cutscene." Was that important?
You didn't want to draw any suspicion just yet, fearing that if they thought the "game" was broken, they'd take your sentience away. Which was conflicting, knowing now that what you knew, your whole life was simply some fabrication. You were a piece of a game, meant to entertain others. What did it mean if you stopped being entertaining? You stop and glance at the mountain, where your train station is and back to the twins. You felt so fatigued from all of this. "You'll have to excuse me boys, I'm afraid I only came down here to look for something." "I wonder what it was?" Ingo ponders out loud, to which you answer back. "I'm afraid I can't tell you just yet, it's much too dangerous of a secret. I'm worried you two won't react very well to it. Maybe in due time, you'll know." You sigh, not entirely certain of what you could do next. Maybe your dark tome would have the answers as to what happened? Or was this another curse subjected to you? You simply didn't know. "Aww, boo. Secrets," Emmet whines. You couldn't help but to let out a small laugh at that, to which the twins finally saw your smile for the first time. "He's so cute!" Ingo elates as his brother agrees. "Yes, secrets are necessary at times. I hope you'll forgive me." You knew for certain that the twins were your only connection, to whatever real world was out there. You were going to need to keep interacting with them to understand what was going on. You dug into your pockets and pulled out two train tickets. "The station will be closed today, there are some things I must investigate. But here, For your troubles." You gave a ticket to each twin and stepped back. "I'll be taking my leave now. Goodbye." You then began to walk away, but the twins began to follow you, talking loudly to each other, speculating what you could be investigating. You wish desperately you could just tell them already but it seemed too ridiculous to be real, you needed their trust. You entered inside your train station and locked the door. The twins never entered inside your home before, since there were limitations to the actual game, but you could once again hear Emmet booing in protest, gently yelling, "Let me in! Let me in!" You let out a breathy laugh through your nose and sat back down on your desk, to try and find a possible answer to all of this in your book of evil. It lead to your sentience and maybe, in due time, it could lead to your freedom as well.
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ghostsofold · 2 years
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Emmet: I'm a reverse necromancer.
Y/N: Isn't that just killing people?
Emmet: Ah, technicality.
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Halloween with Ingo and Emmet
Tws: mentions of alcohol/drinks but nothing major
I'm so excited for Halloween!!! It's getting cold out and the leaves are crunchy where I live and im!!! So excited
Ingo
Ingo is pretty excited for Halloween! It was his favourite holiday as a kid, and he still cherishes the memories of him and Emmet going trick or treating.
He's more than happy to spend it with you! Showing you pictures of him and Emmet as kids. His favourite is when the two dressed up as pokémon
Ingo prefers to stay in, sitting on the porch rocking chair with a bowl of candy next to him, and you at his side. He loves handing out candy to kids, giving them big handfuls and talking their costumes. He does his best to stay quiet, especially around younger kids. He would be heart broken if he made any of them cry on such a fun night.
He also tries to get away with eating a lot of the candy in the bowl. You find one of his pockets stuffed with candy wrappers at the end of the night.
If you wanna go out, he'll mention that Emmet and Elesa are usually invited to parties, and that he's sure that the two of you would be able to tag along. He'll make sure that you're well taken care of! If there's any drinks you have, he's your man to hold them. If anyone tries anything with you, one look from him usually has them running off.
If you wanna dress up, he's more than happy to help and dress up with you! You make a passing remark to Emmet about how you get to be matching with Ingo and he doesn't, and find your house tped the day after Halloween. Not severely, but enough to be annoyed.
Emmet
He LOVES Halloween! Even more than his brother! He'll be talking about what you two should do in early August, and you have to remind him that he can't put up Halloween decorations just yet.
Gets super embarrassed if you see any pictures of him and Ingo dressing up for Halloween when they were kids. He'll go all red in the face and quickly try to snatch the pictures from you, demanding to know where you got them from.
It was Ingo.
100% takes a day off of work to force help you decorate the house! And he goes all out too. The two of you do different themes each year, but he always tries to incorporate trains into them somehow.
During this time, he also loves scaring the shit out of you. Cheap jumpscare toys are left out, set to go off at random times, spooky messages are left all around the house. Though, if you ask him to stop, he 100% will. Though it's hilarious when he forgets where one of his traps are, and you hear him screech from across the house.
Invites you to any of the parties he gets invited to! He wants the two of you to have matching outfits, and how can you say no when he asks you so sweetly? Every week? Starting in August? The two of you are Joltiks, to no one's surprise.
Emmet is totally fine with staying in too! He, like his brother, has a soft spot for giving kids candy. Make sure to keep an eye on how much he's handing out, otherwise the two of you will run out of candy before sundown.
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