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onestepbackwards · 1 year

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So I was thinking about the train twins (as one does.)

And I was thinking about like, how they are kinda just lean at most, very thin men. So I then thought about like, them with a bigger s/o.

Maybe even asking his(his being either twin) s/o why they never wear any of his clothes.

“You never take my shirts or my jackets.” Even though he likely intentionally leaves them at your house for you.

So you just sigh, hold a finger up to say “give me a minute.”

And you go upstairs, you’re gone for maybe for ten minutes, showing up with a little.

“This is exactly why.”

And it’s one of his sleep shirts, while he’s long, it barely fits over your tits, like a ruffled tight crop top. The poor man is stunned, eyes wide, but you keep going.

“Or, better yet.”

You toss off the shirt of his you had on, with a little struggle from how tight the fabric is, but you managed. Bare chest on display, but you two have been together a while, so you don’t feel embarrassed. Putting on the other shirt you grabbed with this one.

One of his work shirts.

Just a simple, neat button up.

You toss it on, starting with the bottom buttons and working your way up, struggling so hard to close the top buttons around your chest, but you barely manage.

You move your hands to show another reason, as to why you never wear his shirts. Only for the buttons around your chest to snap, popping and flying off, lightly hitting him in the face.

The now busted shirt leaving your tits out, but you’re panicking, making sure he’s okay while apologizing for his shirt, not thinking it would tear but that was your fault.

His face is bright red, breathing shakily. His cock pressing against his pants, begging to be free.

“Oh hon I’m so sorry I didn’t-“

“Do it again, please.”

You barely have time to question before you’re just yanked onto his lap, feeling his bulge against your panty cover crotch.

“Ruin as many shirts as you want, just please, keep wearing them like this.”

You get to wear his shirt, and he gets to see your sexy self like this? Is an absolute win in his book.

AYO? 👀👀 🔞🔞🔞

Oh you KNOW it doesn't matter what twin it is, or both. They see you trying to wear their shirts and that happens, both will want to see it more. It does something to them. Emmet will straight up beg. No doubt about it. He sees his work shirt pop like that, he will buy work shirts just for you to wear and pop open. He'll even wear them for you so they smell like him, just PLEASE let him see that again. Walk around with your titties out in his work shirt. He also can't keep his hands to himself. WILL be touching you so long as you allow it. He can't help it! You wearing his work shirt, and having your tits out? He's drooling. Emmet has no shame. Ingo will be a bit more controlled, but he still asks for you to do that again. He didn't realize how much of a turn on that would be. He will buy you similar work shirts, clean them, wear them, and then leave them nicely folded on your bed a week later for you to wear. It's a silent plea. He wants to see it again. He will drop whatever he is doing if you walk into the room with one of his work shirts on, and pop buttons again, revealing your tits. You have his full attention.

#ask #anon #zed.talks #nsft #spicy stuff🔥#smut #submas #ingo #emmet #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #long post #ingo x reader #emmet x reader #submission

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smallestapplin · 1 year

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Sprouts art once again has me acting a FOOL.

You can’t tell me Emmet doesn’t wear crop tops, he rocks them! Wearing tight ones however, is a nice little treat to him, and his confidence.

He knows his outfit fucks, and he looks good as hell.

Of course he’s showing up to y’all’s date in a tight crop top, and high waisted jeans, with heart shaped sunglasses.

Or a ruffled crop top, and a skirt to match.

He’s pretty and he knows it.

(Ingo doesn’t understand crop tops until he’s back from Hisui, and his pecs bounce when he walks, only then does he understand many things.)

#jes.rambles #pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #submas #submas emmet #sprout baby please #you have me by the neck #much like Emmet #HES A PRETTY BOY AND I WILL STAND BY THAT #submas ingo

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outoutdamnspark · 1 year

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Emmet finds out about crop tops and wears them but they’re a size to small so his pecs are always out.

Ingo is in the background going “COVER ‘EM UP SLUT”

This is cannon

*devours this ask like a starving animal*

Nonny. Nonny yes.

Ohhhhh my gods, Emmet 100% does this on purpose after the first time because he’s low key kind of a slut (his brother is, too, but Ingo will never admit to it unless he’s all tied up) and also just enjoys how he looks in too-short crop tops. As he should.

It helps his self esteem, which he’s always struggled with a little bit - but! He’s getting better at liking himself, and going tits out is getting the job done!

Ingo is happy for his twin but also really, Emmet? They’re meeting up with Elesa for lunch in the city, please put in a different shirt, you’ll get them kicked out again.

(Emmet argues that he is wearing a shirt, thank you verrrry much!)

Ingo winds up changing his tune a little when he comes back from Hisui absolutely RIPPED from all the mountain climbing, and he starts wearing skin-tight tank tops because he’s so used to the icelands that he’s practically boiling alive in the desert heat of Unova. Emmet turns into that picture of the girl staring at the one dude’s massive tiddums, except in this case it’s disbelief (because what the hell, Ingo!?) and sheer envy!

Why does his brother get to have such fat tits? He is Emmet, this is unfair!

#spark chats #hey nonny nonny #ask box #I love this so much this is the best XD #subway master emmet #subway master ingo #Submas

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bellafragolina · 10 months

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“That is too short.”

“You are too short.”

“I’m taller than you!”

Ingo’s brows furrow, nose wrinkled in his distaste of Emmet’s newest outfit choice. To be fair, Emmet has never chosen such a shirt like the crop top before. But it is cute, he thinks, yellow fabric cut in a curve above his pecs and stringed white at the hems, covered in Joltiks with their webs hanging.

“We are going to be recognized.” Ingo tries again, changing tracks in his argument. “Children will ask for pictures.”

“And we will take pictures with them.” Emmet replies easily. “My shirt changes nothing.”

“Your shirt is not a shirt.” Ingo replies dryly, hands now on his hips. He looks like their mother, scolding Emmet for eating dirt. “It’s a scrap of fabric around your neck. You are going to burn in the sun!”

“I have sunscreen!”

Ingo throws his hands in the air. Emmet, smiling, watches him stride out of the living room in an exasperated hush. Victorious, Emmet turns to the mirror hung on the wall. He looks good, jeans high-waisted and crop top bright as it is short. Just how Elesa said it needed to be.

He clips in dangly Joltik earrings to match, grinning as they bop against they sides of his head with every movement. He looks good. Ingo is a prude. Emmet knows fashion.

And today will be a fun day at the amusement park.

#monthofemmet #prompt: alternate clothing

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thelemonsnek · 11 months

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Noelle learns something new about the random stranger she took on the battle subway with and one of the subway bosses :)

Noelle belongs to @drawnecromancy!

[image id: a colored sketch of Ingo from pokemon, and two pokemon ocs, Varadian and Noelle. Ingo is a white man with grey hair, though all that’s visible are two triangle shaped sideburns. He’s wearing his subway boss uniform, which is a black hat, long black coat with brown stripes, white button-down and blue tie. Varadian is a white person with long purple hair pulled back into a ponytail, and is wearing a mauve scarf, yellow crop top, black cropped jacket, and dark purple pleated skirt. Noelle is a white woman with dark brown hair in a ponytail, and is wearing a dull yellow jacket, green cargo shorts, and a brown scarf. Noelle is grabbing Varadian and Ingo by the shoulders and yelling “YOU’RE FROM THE PAST???” looking absolutely outraged. Varadian is taking a step back nervously, hands up to placate her, saying “um” while Ingo just looks mildly surprised. End id]

#art #my art #digital art #pokemon #pokemon art #subway boss ingo #pokemon oc #my oc #not my oc #both tags !#oc: varadian #noelle losing her MIND #what do you MEAN she somehow MISSED that her new friend is literally FROM THE PAST #and has been using an EXTINCT VARIANT for the past TWENTY BATTLES #varadian better tell her all about it so help her arceus #meanwhile varadian UHMMM UHfuck WELL YOU SEE.#ingo is just mildly inconvenienced he gets versions of this question all the time #cons of working with the public #submas

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subway-boss-jericho · 2 years

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Aaaand part two of my attempt to actually post my damn references! Steady Tracks Ingo babyyy, now ft Steady Tracks Emmet! (Close ups under the cut for ya <3) [oh yeah and steady tracks is >here< for everyone who doesnt know about my bullshit yet] SLAPS TOP OF CHARACTER DESIGNS, THESE BAD BOYS CAN FIT SO MUCH SYMBOLISMS. Anyways like I said on the last post, more about Ingo! He’s got a pseudo legendary base stat total at 600, which is spread out Very Unevenly: HP - 110 ATTACK - 140 DEFENSE - 100 SP. ATK - 40 SP. DEF - 75 SPEED - 135 Basically he’s fast as fuck boi and he very literally hits like a bullet train. And can take a goddamn hit like a bullet train. not that focus blast though Anyways more fun facts! -His coat disconnects from that line at his midriff, which is basically a zipper. he got crop topped yall >Emmet fun fact to go with it! His coat is a crop top also! His jacket, and formerly Ingo’s as well, are weighted to prevent against overstimulation! So they made the bottom cape like parts removeable for summer and other hot weather or exertive environments! ingo kept his crop top in the pokedivorce is what im saying -Ingo can also shift his sleeves up and down just a bit! That’s so he can use his bigass arms to smack shit but also be able to grip the rails cleanly if necessary -Emmet fact! He is 6′7″ because I headcanon them as being tall as hell, which makes Ingo almost exactly twice Emmet’s height. That reference is to scale.

To finish this off lets go withhhh his moveset! Ingo’s current moveset is: Earthquake (<3 good for him) Boomburst Heavy Slam (Verrry effective) and Extreme Speed! (which, is how he jumped the subway by the way)

I have his extended move pool as well but i think stuff like that will be better saved for later :D

also I don’t think I’ve ever drawn ST!Ingo the same way twice sdkghsdg so, if you see his sideburn spikes with more or less polygons than before, i mean, dont worry about it-

here’s those for ya <3 something something arm band symbolism propaganda That black shirt was also not something he wore... Before. oops character design ANYWAYS HAVE FUN IM GONNA FUCK OFF INTO THE VOID AGAIN. CAN’T BELIEVE I MANAGED TO WRITE THIS ALL UP. THANJKS FOR LISTENING TO THE RAMBLE link to the original ref!

#submas #ingo pokemon #emmet pokemon #Steady Tracks Do Not Waver #Steady Tracks #STDNW #Pokemon!Ingo #Ingo #Emmet #Steady Tracks Official Art #Jericho Lore Dump(tm)#Submas Art

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coramatus · 2 years

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Under the City Streets (part 3)

Narratively follows this summary

Emmet’s mission is set: Find Ingo. Bring him home.

Simple.

Unfortunately, the means to accomplish said tasks turn out to be more complicated than he’d like.

For one thing, no one knows where the Woodsman can be found. He has no particular location he favors; he’s constantly on the move, only ever chopping down those creepy Edelwood trees and extracting their oil. And those tend to only crop up in more remote areas.

Emmet asks Volo what’s so special about the Edelwoods. But for a lore nerd, Volo is oddly tight-beaked about it, only muttering that he’s had bad experiences with them and doesn’t want to talk about it. Emmet shrugs this off, deciding he has more important problems than learning about creepy botany.

In any case, if they want to have any hope of tracking down his brother, they need to talk to people who knew him well enough to offer some insights into his next moves.

Fortunately, Volo has a shortlist of candidates: starting with the Wardens of Hisui. But when they arrive at the first two locations that he knows Wardens are stationed (Mai and Lian), they find them empty. Irritated, Emmet accuses Volo of making the whole thing up to waste his time, which pisses the Starly off. In revenge, he makes their next stop up in the mountains, which as a bird he has no problem traversing, but poor out-of-shape Emmet does. By the time Emmet heaves himself up to the Lord of the Hollow’s domain, he’s about ready to pass out from exertion. They bitch at each other until Volo hears something weird: inexplicable flutes and drumming. They investigate.

To their surprise, they stumble upon an arena with a massive bonfire lit in the center. A group of large Pokémon dance and howl around it, their forms rendered into obscured shadows by the firelight. Volo recognizes them as Hisui’s Nobles, but is puzzled by their behavior and why they’ve all gathered here. And who is playing that music…?

Emmet doesn’t listen to him and watches as the Nobles perform some kind of ritual that he can only describe as dancing, their forms moving in sync with each other as they duck and weave in strange hypnotic patterns. The music hits a climax and each of them tosses an offering into the flames, one after the other, which briefly turns the fire into a burst of brilliant color. Upon the burning of the final offering, all ten Pokémon burst out with their characteristic species cry at the top of their lungs before lowering their heads in unison in a reverent bow.

There’s a long still moment of silence.

And then Emmet breaks that silence by blithely applauding at the end of the performance, having no clue what’s happening but it sure was neat! All of the Nobles start at his intrusion and stare at him in open confusion.

Then one of the Nobles screams, “It’s the Woodsman!!” With that, the gathering breaks up, the faster Nobles running away while the slower ones hunker down in defensive positions.

However, none of this registers to Emmet, who gets excited at the mere mention of his brother and looks around, demanding to know where he is. Volo corrects him that they mean him. Emmet doesn’t get it. Deciding he doesn’t need this trouble, Volo bails on Emmet.

The next thing Emmet knows, he’s jumped by a bunch of shadowy human figures, bound, blindfolded, and tossed to the ground. They interrogate him, demanding to know what the Woodsman thinks he’s doing showing up here. But Emmet tells them he’s not the Woodsman, he’s Ingo’s brother!

During this, Volo gets brought back after being caught by Lian and Sabi. He is pissed and tries to disavow Emmet. At least he does until Emmet happily greets him by name, much to his chagrin.

The people are less than amused and there’s a lot of back and forth as the two sides argue over Emmet’s identity.

Then another voice cuts in, saying she can figure this one out. Huge claws grab Emmet and pull him upright. He feels a sniffing nose up in his face and holds still. After some careful sniffs, the voice announces he’s telling the truth: he is in fact a different person. Other curious snouts come to inspect Emmet too and add their confirmation. Satisfied her work is done, Emmet’s captor puts him down gently and abruptly leaves.

The humans take off Emmet’s blindfold and bindings, apologizing for the mix-up. They reveal themselves as Hisui’s Wardens, just doing their duty in trying to protect their Nobles. Mai is seemingly the unofficial leader/manager of the unruly bunch and asks Emmet what he’s doing there.

Emmet gets his first good look at them and picks up on a few oddities, like their foreign old-timey clothes, or their rugged survivalist look, or that they’re only wearing either blue or pink tunics. The pink ones look suspiciously like the one Ingo was wearing, just clean and not covered in a giant black oil stain.

Emmet forgives them easily enough and asks for his brother’s whereabouts, doing his point-and-call pose. Palina comments on how alike the Woodsman and Emmet are, which Emmet jumps on as an opportunity to interrogate her about him.

There’s a lot of back and forth, Emmet ultimately picking up on a new aspect of the Woodsman the Professor seems to have missed: that he somehow cursed both the Diamond and Pearl clans after he abandoned the Hisuians. This obviously makes no sense, Ingo would never hurt anyone!

…although that incident with the bridge would say otherwise. But that was an honest mistake! Or… he hopes so anyways…

Also what exactly is going on here?

This gathering turns out to be the Nobles attempting to solicit guidance from the Almighty Sinnoh via ritual. This is the third night they’ve attempted it to no avail. Volo perks up, immediately curious about the ritual, but rather dismissive of the efficacy of said ritual.

Deciding things seem safe enough, this is when all the Nobles make their way over and Emmet positively loses all composure over them, geeking out over their appearances and typings, curiously poking at them while asking questions a mile a minute. It turns out to be too much for Melli who flips his shit at Emmet, demanding that he stfu. Mai has to step in to calm the situation.

Just to reset the situation a bit, formal introductions are given and Emmet learns the names of the Noble Pokémon, only sort of paying attention to the names of their Wardens and clan affiliations. He isn’t terribly interested in the clan thing and the Sinnoh talk he figures is some foreign colloquialism, so he doesn’t ask. He introduces himself as Emmet Stoker, Subway Boss of Gear Station in Nimbasa City. He also does Volo the favor of introducing him, which angers Volo because he can speak for himself thanks.

Then Emmet asks about why they keep calling Ingo the ‘Woodsman’. It’s all very silly to him. The mood immediately shifts and the Wardens look uncomfortable. Nobody calls him by his name anymore, he’s only the Woodsman. Melli says it’s because he doesn't deserve a name after turning his back on all of them.

(Hell, even the guy himself agrees with them and largely stops thinking of himself as Ingo. He sadly accepts that he’s just the Woodsman now. Nothing more. Nothing less.)

Then Melli insults the man a wee bit too much, which sets Emmet off. A really stupid chase ensues and is only stopped when a peeved Lady Sneasler reappears to intervene. She puts her foot down on all the Woodsman talk, asserting that her word overrides theirs as she knew him best. The others defer to her and allow Emmet and Lady Sneasler to leave and talk more privately.

Volo is still trapped in the hands of Sabi and resigns himself to being stuck that way for a while yet.

Once the two are alone, Emmet is pleasantly surprised when Lady Sneasler quits calling Ingo the Woodsman and starts using his real name. She can’t help but marvel at how similar Emmet is to Ingo and the two bond. Sneasler then goes on to give Emmet a bit more insight into Ingo’s condition before he became the Woodsman. He was her Warden, always a gentle soul who loved Pokémon and was never afraid of them, only ever respectful and caring in a world where people feared and hated them. Emmet’s chest swells with pride for his brother and asks how Ingo came to be her Warden. She smirks and says that she liked him the moment she found him.

Her phrasing gives Emmet pause.

This is how Emmet learns that Ingo lost his memories, forgetting his past save for his name and disconnected fragments. Lady Sneasler has to stop him from outright collapsing at this revelation, his devastation that total. But it would explain a little about why Ingo thought he was some kind of Zoroark trick.

Lady Sneasler is quick to reassure him that Ingo tried everything he could to regain his memories. He’d been so desperate for them that he even volunteered to explore the Unknown, hoping something could spark a memory.

Shortly before he left, he found something.

A strange settlement filled with things no Hisuian had ever heard of: telecommunications, electric-powered lights, motorized carriages, impossibly tall buildings, indoor plumbing; all of it crafted by human hands. All of these things were far more familiar to him than anything Hisui had to offer.

It was enough to convince Ingo that the Unknown was possibly where he originated from. But Emmet quickly corrects her, stating that they’re from Unova. Sneasler accepts this, finding some relief at finally having the true answer to that question.

Emmet confirms that Unova does indeed have the same amenities as this settlement. He remembers Volo mentioning a city in the places to look for clues for his brother’s whereabouts. Perhaps this is the same one?

However, none of this explains what made Ingo insist he already had his brother with him. Ingo was by himself; there was literally no one else with him.

Lady Sneasler is just as clueless. Right before Ingo left, he came to her in a panicked rush, saying how he couldn’t fulfill his duties as her Warden anymore. Something of his past had returned to him but he refused to elaborate. Before she could get him to slow down, he ran off saying something being ‘too soon’. After that, she never saw him again, only hearing rumors of encounters with him haunting the forests. While others are still pretty pissed about Ingo’s departure, Lady Sneasler suspects Ingo is being influenced by something, possibly even actively manipulated.

The only other thing that stood out to her was that he was carrying an ugly lantern. One that made her hackles rise, its flame smelling cold and foul.

But no, he hadn’t mentioned anything about a brother to her…

Emmet sighs, realizing that he’s just as much at a dead end as Lady Sneasler is. At least now he knows why Ingo didn’t recognize his identical twin…

Lady Sneasler pats him on the head reassuringly. There’s others out there who might have seen Ingo more recently, suggesting he look for Irida, leader of the Pearl Clan. She was the one who vouched for his position as Warden after all. He nods, saying Volo had suggested going to the clans for information. She doesn’t really comment on this, other than to make a noncommittal grunt.

(She has her suspicions about that Starly; there’s something off about him. Also he shares a name with that stupid smarmy merchant guy so that can’t be a great sign. In any case, she’s not sure what’s going on there and isn’t about to drive Emmet away from an ally because of something she doesn’t understand.)

Emmet starts to worry that Ingo won’t come home. Does he really like it better here? Without him?

Lady Sneasler demands that Emmet look at her, telling him under no circumstances is he to lose hope. Ingo is not going to stay here even if it’s the last thing she does. Though Ingo made a new home for himself in Hisui, one could always tell he was never truly happy there. Sneasler would love nothing more than for Ingo to finally find where he belongs. And if Emmet is indeed that home, then she’s going to help.

Emmet perks up enough to smile at her. Though initially unsure, he gets up and hugs her, thanking her for watching out for Ingo. She gently hugs him in return.

Before heading back, Lady Sneasler asks Emmet to wait and pulls out her basket where she’d hidden it. She rummages around inside and produces Emmet’s missing hat, asking if it’s his. Emmet excitedly confirms that it is; he thought he lost it to the river! She says she suspected it had something to do with her former Warden and held onto it. Emmet proudly slips the battered hat back on, feeling a bit more complete since his arrival in the Unknown. But he catches a sad look on Lady Sneasler’s face and thinks about it. Then he takes it off and puts it on Lady Sneasler. Emmet smiles and tells her to hold onto it. So long as she has his hat, he now absolutely has to see her again. And he won’t ask for it back until he gets Ingo first. Besides, he has a feeling things are only going to get messier from here. Seeing it for the promise it is, Lady Sneasler agrees to take care of it. With that the two venture back to the others.

The two come back to Volo being used as a yo-yo by Lian, who is showing off to Sabi. Lady Sneasler ugly laughs at this. Emmet asks for them to let the poor Starly go, he’s clearly had enough judging by the swearing. The young Wardens grant mercy on Volo and release him. Volo immediately turns around to attack but Emmet stuffs him in his clothes to keep him out of trouble.

The Wardens ask what Emmet will do now, to which he says he’s off to find Irida and ask her about Ingo. They then ask if he’ll do them a favor, they have messages to pass onto their leaders and since he’s going that way, it’d save them a long trip. Emmet agrees easily enough, but Volo flatly refuses to do courier work. Emmet overrides him anyways and happily accepts the message scrolls, much to Volo’s aggravation. The Wardens are grateful and direct Emmet to look for the Glaceon and Leafeon, to his slight confusion but he shrugs and goes with it.

The two groups bid farewell and the Hisuians watch as Emmet and Volo venture deeper into the Unknown.

Then someone asks if they’re seriously just letting these two idiots go. Lady Sneasler scoffs and says of course not. Emmet’s brother could barely survive on his own when he first came to them, so she doubts Emmet is any better. She plans on keeping an eye on him for his own sake…

Part 4

#pokemon #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon black and white #pokemon black 2 and white 2 #under the city streets au #submas #subway boss emmet #subway boss ingo #warden ingo #woodsman ingo #the wardens of hisui #lady sneasler #coramatus’s writing #will add more links when i get wifi again

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madd-nix · 2 years

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Pride in Nimbasa City! No cops at pride, just some gym leaders and the subway bosses!

These are just my headcanons, but we have Skyla (lesbian), Elesa (trans lesbian), Ingo (transmasc/nonbinary and aroace), Emmet (trans, gay, and demisexual), Piers (trans, bi, and ace), and Marnie (trans and pan). Yes, I'm making Ingo nonbinary to self-project.

Anyway, happy Pride! 🏳️‍🌈

Bonus below the cut:

Just the pride flag colors! Also, yes, I really wanted to draw Emmet in a mesh crop top. That's probably my favorite part of this drawing.

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honeybee-bunnybee · 2 years

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the forgotten child of arceus reigns in its own blissless purgatory.

🐝 REQUESTS ARE...

🌻 open!

🦂 welcome to my blog! i'm @honeybee-bunnybee, but you can call me mod giratina! i take requests for practically any source on this blog, though i reserve my right to deny any request for any reason. otherkin, comfort characters, fictives, f/os, fictionkin, and anyone else is welcome!

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🌻 human photographer stuck in the backrooms fashion kit with distressed clothing, baggy/oversized shirts and hoodies, clothes that look bloodstained, and neutral colors with accents of bright red/pastel purple + masc/androgynous clothing and fingerless gloves/armwarmers

🦂 CURRENT INBOX!

🌼 newton pud self care kit with plushies and other knick knacks

🌻 penny nichols playlist

🌼 warden ingo fashion kit with a focus on accessories, such as jewelry and keychains, with gold and masc-leaning stuff

🌻 hisui decidueye moodboard with themes of autumn, fighting, hunting and forest-y themes

🌼 alolan decidueye moodboard with themes of dark/deep forests, lurking, ghosts and owls

🌻 galarian zapdos moodboard with themes of mountains, lightning, and fighting in red

🌼 ghost sheep fashion kit with androgynous/neutral clothing in soft colors and baggy clothes that can layer with no skirts or dresses

🌻 baroness von bon bon fashion kit with cute shoes and pink, cutesy clothes and no crop tops

i hope you have a great time! ♡

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unovanhunny · 11 months

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I know you said you were interested in expanding on the frozen au more, so maybe something from that?

Unfortunately, this wasn't some fairytale where an apology would fix everything and everyone had a happily ever after. No matter how sincere or heartfelt the apology was, it didn't make up for the damage done. It didn't fix the damaged crops, it didn't fix the damaged trust of his people, and it didn't fix the damaged reputation that chased away some of their allies.

The consequences of a tantrum-fueled eternal winter were ones Ingo had to seriously deal with as King now. Him and his trusted advisors and international representatives, the ones who had stuck around despite the harm caused. It wasn't an easy problem to solve, nor was it cheap. They would have to take heavily from the royal coffers, as not a single person would be willing to deal with having to pay for the mistakes made by the crown. They would have to work with the allies they had left to import crops to replace the ruined ones, and soil, labor and tools to break through the permafrost and revitalize the top soil so the farmers could continue their livelihood. Even then, that did not rebuild the trust in the royal family. No matter how he insisted he had control of his powers now, that didn't inspire confidence and he would have to work hard to get the trust of his people back.

It was as he was mulling over this thought, standing idly in the hall, where the sweetest sound reached him and pulled him from his thoughts, even if he had to fight his own instinct to run away.

"Ingo? Are you busy?" He must have been too preoccupied to hear Emmet's footsteps since he was now only a few feet away. Emmet's nervous smile and hesitant voice revealed how unsure he was in how to approach Ingo. Reconnecting was still very new for the both of them.

"No, not at all!" Any moment he could spend now with his brother was a blessing. He had spent so long pushing him away, running away, pushing down his own feelings. Now speaking with Emmet felt like breathing after holding his breath for far too long. "Did you need me for something?"

"Well, if you were not doing anything, I was wondering if you would... Just like to spend some time with me! I understand if you have other things you need to take care of though."

The thinly veiled disappointment in that last sentence made Ingo's chest tighten. Poor Emmet was so used to him running away, he was already steeling himself to be let down. But there was nothing else in the whole world Ingo would rather do than spend time with Emmet. Truth be told, after earlier events had reached their breaking point and had been resolved, before having to face the real consequences, they had shared a kiss. A blissful release of all of Ingo's pent up anxiety, the feelings he had to keep under control for all those years. Emmet loved him as Ingo loved Emmet and nothing could be more cathartic than that kiss. But they had yet to address it. Ingo had to throw himself immediately into restoration efforts. And there was no better way to reaffirm their feelings than by getting a moment alone.

"I would love nothing better! And I can always make time for you." Emmet's excited smile made Ingo's heart skip a beat. His wonderful, beautiful brother. The distance closed between them in short order and he felt Emmet's hand in his. Ingo never expected a gentle hand squeeze to be the most affectionate gesture he'd ever encountered; a gesture that until recently he would have been terrified of. Even now there was a moment of apprehension, but no frost formed. "Would you like to go to the garden? There is a private spot I know where we can go to be alone."

Emmet brought Ingo's hand up to his lips to press a sweet kiss there and Ingo could feel his face burn. With a quiet laugh, Emmet spoke. "I would love to go to the garden with you. I do not remember the last time we ventured in together! Lead the way."

As the fluster settled into a warmth in his cheeks, Ingo began to lead the way into the garden, rambling about how lovely the spot was, with a fountain and surrounded by rose hedges and was perfectly placed to obscure the view of the fountain from afar. The implication was clear and the two shared a knowing look.

One kiss, while infinitely meaningful, could be dismissed. Two kisses, however, would solidify things.

And as they made it to the corner of the garden with the fountain, Ingo sat on the marble edge and waited for Emmet to join him. "Didn't I say this was the best corner of the garden?"

"I would have to agree." Sitting beside Ingo, hands still clasped, Emmet turned his face towards his brother.

They were both hesitant, awkward. Strangers in ways still, but undeniably drawn to each other, hearts beating in sync. "Ingo, you know, I have only ever been in love twice and both times it was you."

Ingo felt the heat in his face that had just calmed, flare up again and he could hear Emmet's quiet laugh. "And I have only ever loved you since the beginning."

There was a palpable tension. Not a bad one, but one that could only be broken in a specific way, and they both knew it. There was no more time for hesitation.

Hands held, the distance closed, the sweet warmth that came from their lips touching. Without a doubt, this was the best consequence Ingo had faced yet.

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Nimabasa City Warden - Part 17

Ingo and Elesa had been told to keep their voices down when they went to see Emmet. They vowed that it wouldn’t be an issue- Emmet’s head was probably swimming. When they walked into his room, he looked over at them- sleepy, but very much awake. “That sneasler is a hell of a pokemon.” he commented the moment he saw his brother. "The poor thing's abused, though…"

Ingo and Elesa stood by his bed, Ingo taking a seat in the nearby chair, "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Better than I was on the bridge, that's for damn sure." Emmet answered.

"You were poisoned." Elesa said.

Emmet scoffed, "Sounds about right." He said, "I knew she didn't want to do it though…" he said.

"She didn't." Ingo confirmed. "I ran into her and her so-called 'trainer' while I was looking for their hideout. Which I think is-"

"It's what used to be the Transfer Lab." Emmet finished for him. “The lab was bought out by some rich kid a few months ago and honestly- I thought it had gone out of business.” he explained, “Turns out it was converted. Any pokemon they have ‘transferred’ there are pokemon they’ve smuggled from other regions." Emmet explained, “Including Oliver.” he said, “His ear was cropped because they needed a base for that sneasler.”

Elesa gasped in horror. Ingo looked down, his fists clenching. Then he took a deep breath to calm himself. “I’m going to update the police.” He stated, “They know we found you, but they’re still investigating who did it and where they are…” Ingo said, “No more pokemon will be smuggled or… ‘cropped’.”

“And you know how to get there?” Elesa asked.

“It’s the transfer lab.” Ingo replied simply. “If there’s more to it, Irida will show me how to get there.”

“Irida?” Emmet and Elesa looked at Ingo, asking simultaneously.

“The sneasler. I named her after the leader of the Pearl Clan when they had taken me in.” he said, “It felt the most appropriate.”

Emmet smiled, “So you’re keeping her?”

Ingo nodded, “Jermy abandoned her because she lost against Axle.” he said, “It’s not her fault- he’s a poor trainer.”

“Poor is putting it nicely.” Emmet huffed and rolled his eyes, then winced, carefully moving a hand to the wound.

“Don’t touch it, Emmet- you’ll just agitate it.” Elesa said with a warning tone.

“It stings…” Emmet exhaled slowly.

Ingo sank, “I’m sorry this happened-”

“Bah.” Emmet cut him off, “If we knew people were gonna be after you when we switched places, I would have been better prepared for it. And I’d do it again, knowing this.” he explained, “You’ve been through a lot, already.”

“You’ve been through a lot, too.”

“Don’t give me that crap, you’ve traveled across time and space, dealt with wild pokemon before pokeballs were commonplace, and had amnesia on top of all of it, and then fought Arceus itself just to come home.” Emmet listed, “I didn’t deal with any of that.” he said, “I’d gladly do this-” he gestured to the bandaged wound, “All over again if it meant I wasn’t going to lose you again.”

Elesa had her arms crossed and took on a deadpan expression, “I think it’s worth noting that he took off on his own after he had a phone call and got that sneasler.” she said, “And that’s how he bruised his forehead.”

“I hit him first.” Ingo argued confidently, holding his hands behind his back. “If his nose wasn’t broken before from your headbutt, I’d be surprised if it wasn’t now.”

Emmet laughed, “You hit someone?” his grin spread from ear-to-ear, “I’m proud of you, brother, finally letting loose.”

“He hospitalized you and didn’t think whether you survived or not mattered.” Ingo said, “I’ve been stressed out through this whole ordeal, I lost control of myself.” he avoided eye contact.

Elesa chuckled, “Now I need to get a hit in.” she said.

“He hasn’t done anything to you.�� Emmet noted.

“He did. He hurt you.” Elesa argued, “And if he thinks he’s going to get away with it without hearing from the local gym leader and your guys’ sister, he’s got another thing coming. I’ll make sure Ribbon and Silk get a shot, too.” she waved a finger, referring to her eelektross and galvantula respectively.

The twins chuckled, “You don’t have to do that.”

“You two aren’t dealing with this on your own, I refuse.” Elesa huffed, “I’ll even get Skyla and the other gym leaders involved in this. Alder, too, if I have to.” she said. “This guy seems like a huge problem. And I don’t even know what he’s actually doing.”

“Fabricating ‘perfect’ pokemon.” Ingo said, “Emmet, like how we went looking for powerful pokemon and trained them the way we did, but he’s genetically engineering them. Creating them artificially.” Ingo said, “They’re the ones that were responsible for the bouffalant that attacked Gear Station and that druddigon we had to fight last week.”

“That was them?” Elesa gasped.

Ingo nodded, “Jermy said it himself.”

Emmet chuckled, “Jermy… such a terrible name.”

Ingo smiled, Emmet seemed to be doing just fine. The antidote really did work. He took a deep breath, “I have to update the police. They’re still trying to figure out what exactly is going on and if you ask me, I think their stoutland have the worst senses of smell I have ever seen. I’ve seen samurott track better.” he straightened his coat. “I will be okay- I’m going to stick with the police.” he promised. “I’ll be back… in an hour or so. I need Irida to lead them to the lab.”

Emmet’s smile faded, “Be careful… please.”

“Call us if you need anything, okay?” Elesa nodded.

“I will.” Ingo tipped his hat, which he’d switched out when he and Elesa waited to hear how Emmet was handling the antidote. So now he wore his hat, but Emmet’s coat. He turned and stepped out of the room.

Master Post

#subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #submas #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon bw #pokemon b2w2 #subway masters #pokemon #nimbasa city warden

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