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tombstone-pisa · 2 years

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emmet headcanons

I see a lot of variety in the way Emmet is portrayed. I really like it but at the same time I wanted to talk a little about how I write him because I draw inspiration from all of the versions to build up a personality for him. With PLA we officially know a lot more about Ingo then Emmet, which is sad.

He's the clingier twin. It's usually Ingo leading the way with Emmet shadowing him. A lot of people assume that this means that Ingo has all the control in the relationship but the truth is that Emmet just likes to shadow and mirror his brother. Being with Ingo is easier than being without Ingo.

He's a lot quieter. Emmet rarely speaks and when he does, it's short and to the point. He's more casual where Ingo is polite to a gentlemanly level. Emmet's more likely to tease and joke. He'll stay quiet for an entire conversation just to pipe up with the most devastating burn that cuts right to all of your insecurities.

He's REALLY good at judging people. He struggles with unscripted social interaction but he can generally tell whether someone is Good or Bad within a single conversation. This is in contrast with Ingo who is more idealistic and prefers to think the best of people. It's pretty frequent for him to just be glaring over Ingo's shoulder at people who he thinks have bad vibes.

He never lies. At best, you'll get lies of omission and that only happens when he's REALLY uncomfortable with saying the truth. He's straightforward the point where people actually kind of dread interacting with him if Ingo's not there to temper him. During Ingo's disappearance, he drove several people to tears without even meaning to.

He's kind. It sounds weird when paired with the above, but Emmet likes to help people. His honesty pairs well with his desire to encourage others. He's free with praise and is always 100 percent honest about it. He tends to find weird things to compliment others for, though. He'll very enthusiastically compliment Ingo's volume after his brother nearly deafens the station or he'll accost a challenger to tell them that he really likes their smile. Sometimes, he comes off as a little creepy without meaning to. Ingo finds it to be incredibly endearing.

He's actually really good at emoting and expressing himself. His body language is very dramatic! However, he has to focus to pull off facial expressions. He can do it easily so long as he focuses! His 'resting' face is a smile and when he's not focusing on expressing himself 'normally' he shows his emotions through different types of smiles. Ingo can immediately tell the difference between an angry smile and a happy one. He's an expert in Emmet.

While Ingo focuses more on supportive, Emmet is concerned about being of use to others. His love language is acts of service vs Ingo's words of affirmation - In particular, if Ingo wants something then he won't let anything stop him from getting it for him. If not for Emmet, the battle subway never would have become a reality.

His rejection sensitivity is way worse than Ingo's. He can dish out insults but he struggles to take them. He's the same way about flirting, lol. He tends to go to Ingo for reaffirmation that he's loved and wanted.

He's extremely mischievous. He LOVES pranks and messing with others. Especially his brother. Ingo just has the best reactions.

Willfully ignorant of social convention. He's the king of customer service but as soon as he's off the clock, he'll eavesdrop and be a general menace. Ingo often has to manhandle him away from making a nuisance of himself. It's even worse because sometimes he won't even talk while doing it, he'll just sidle up and eavesdrop even though everyone can see him.

If you tried to imply that Emmet is stupid, Ingo would look at you like ??? Hello? While Ingo is more interested in the physical mechanical aspect of trains and is fascinated by historical models, Emmet is super interested in programming and the advancement of the science behind them. Emmet is constantly looking for ways to improve upon the original. He naturally gravitates to electric types because of this.

The pokemon breeder of the two. He keeps meticulous spreadsheets on all of his pokemon. The 'leftover' pokemon from his breeding projects are placed either in pet homes or with trainers as starters.

Firmly believes in 'talk shit, get hit.' Ingo is more of a pacifist outside of pokemon battles.

His hero? Ingo.

#my writing #kudari #i'm not going to bother putting this in the blankshipping tag #Imagine this list but Ingo is telling you all about his brother lol #I think Emmet is actually really fucking smart #He's just really silly.#yes my nap did fail why do you ask

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autumn-sweet-fae · 2 years

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Ingo exchanging his clothes with Emmet's must be overwhelming.

First, he's removing clothes that he more feels than knows have deep importance to him. And the tunic is one of the few remaining connections he still has with the Pearl Clan and the life he made there. He's giving them up for a brother he doesn't quite remember.

Second, and equally overwhelming, Emmet's clothes on their own. (I like the headcanon that Emmet swapped his white shirt and gloves with black ones.)

The sensory experience would be a lot. Ingo has already seen the man in White and his coat and hat. Now the clothes are in his hands. Except for color, they're the same how his own used to look like when he became aware in Hisui. It's sensory proof he existed elsewhere before. That there is a connection. The texture feels familiar. It foreign, - smooth, undamaged - after the elements and dangers in Hisui damaged Ingo's own.

(Ingo looking into a mirror while in white…)

Also, with how little time they have to escape the police, the swap must happen quickly? Within minutes. So Emmet's clothes would still be warm and carry his scent. Smells are often strongly tied to memories and feelings.

What I'm saying is that Ingo has to catch himself and calm down under a wave of feelings. Which he might buckle under after he wakes up, remembers that Emmet was kidnapped, and he's wearing his clothes that still faintly smell like Emmet.

Holy Fuck yes!! This is exactly what I’m going for when I get to this scene!!

(And yea, I agree with that head cannon. Some time after the second year Emmet started wearing the black shirt and gloves. No one commented on in but it was noticed by friends and family.)

You’re so on point with all of this! Ingo being so hesitant to let go of his clothes and then getting so emotional when he receives Emmets 🥺

(His warden bracelet is with Akari too right now so he doesn’t even have that to hold onto while at the center.)

And! Then there’s Emmet receiving his brothers cloths! The soft Pearl clan tunic and the tattered remains of Ingo’s hat and coat. He sees up close just what the cost had been through and the small bit of mending here and there that was done to keep it from just falling apart. It’s both chilling to think of all the things that could have caused these tears, but also comforting to know how Ingo continued to wear them even after they became so damaged. Like he couldn’t bare to let them go.

And your Absolutly right about smell being linked to memory, and the the sensation of wearing a whole uniform too. Ingo finds himself remembering more and more on the walk up the mountain to the meeting place that once he finally comes face to face with his brother again he has a solid idea of who he is and how they were always by each other’s sides growing up.

And then the kidnapping happens, Emmet is ripped away, and the white coat is dirty and splattered red from Ingo’s injury’s in the aftermath. When Ingo wakes up after, in a totally different part of the forest with Akari crying with relief that he’s awake, he’s at first so confused and disoriented that Emmet is not there. He should be here. Where is his little brother? He falls back to unconsciousness shortly after, despite Akari’s cries for him to stay awake.

(Also, side note, Elesa does accidentally call Ingo ‘Emmet’ once or twice while he’s wearing his brothers clothes)

#submas wanted au #Ingo #emmet #submas #Akari #elesa #pokemon

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mass-piplup-outbreak · 2 years

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End of the Line - Chapter 12

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special thanks to digitalpen and Asperanna for beta-reading this chapter!

Chapter 12: Opelucid (Part 2) Amends are made.

What is our family like?

Emmet turns the journal towards himself, dragging it atop the carpet of their childhood bedroom. When he reads the question, he takes a moment, sighing and tilts his head back against the edge of his bed.

“Hm,” he hums to himself. “Give me a moment to think about this.”

Ingo draws his knees to his chest, watching as Emmet nervously taps his foot against the floor. After a moment, Ingo is surprised to find himself mirroring that same anxiety. It makes sense he would react this way, especially considering he was blindsided by Iris’s whole existence, but something about the fact that he had to ask in the first place, well… It’s wrong.

Emmet quite suddenly leans back in, slapping his thighs as he re-engages with Ingo. “I have figured it out,” he states. “I will start at the beginning.”

And so he does. Ingo shifts forward, sitting on top of his legs and barely able to contain his excitement. He’s had some questions about this for centuries, and that list has grown since Emmet’s started talking about Drayden! Like, if he’s their uncle, is he related to their mom or their dad? Speaking of, why hasn’t Emmet mentioned their parents yet? Are they not on good terms? And where did Iris come from, anyway?

“Uncle Drayden is our uncle,” Emmet explains, and yeah, Ingo could have guessed that much. “He started taking care of us full-time when we were five. Before that, we lived with our parents, but we liked it more with him.” He smiles at that, and call it intuition or a half-memory, but Ingo thinks it was probably for the better.

“To him, you’re…” Emmet falters, looking down and idly tugging at his gloves. “You are Ingo. We both love you very much, but you were gone, and we… struggled.”

It’s funny. Ingo isn’t quite sure what it means to be Ingo.

“I am going to fix it,” Emmet suddenly insists. “Do you want me to tell him about you?”

Just the thought of it makes Ingo’s stomach twist. Or it would, if he still had one. But that uncertain and anxious feeling remains, a reminder that he’s not enough.

Still can’t remember much, Ingo writes. I don’t want to disappoint.

Emmet’s smile slips into a frown. “Ingo, you can’t- You will never be a disappointment. To any of us.”

Ingo knows that’s bullshit, Emmet’s barely dealing with all of this himself. He didn’t get much of a choice whether his brother found out, and Elesa doesn’t seem to realize just how bad his memory loss is. They’ve been subjected to this facsimile of who Ingo used to be, a mere reminder of someone who isn’t truly there anymore. But there’s no way he could do the same thing to Iris or Drayden, let them suffer the same way Emmet is. He may be a ghost, but he isn’t a monster.

Emmet nervously clears his throat. “I understand, though. I will do my best to keep your secret.”

It’s another weight added to the burden Ingo has left for Emmet to carry. He may not remember too much about Emmet’s habits, but he knows secrets are hard for him. He’s honest, and he’s apparently a better person than Ingo ever was. Just asking him not to tell the truth feels wrong, even if it’s only a lie by omission.

What about Iris?

Emmet considers this for a moment. “Oh right, you wouldn’t remember. I keep…” He trails off, and Ingo has a feeling he was about to say ‘forgetting’.

“I did not know she would be here this weekend. She came to live with Uncle Drayden when she was eight, so she could study Dragon types more. We would have been…” Emmet not-so-subtly counts out their age difference on his fingers. “Twenty-one, about. We weren’t living at home by then, but we visited a lot!” His grin gets just the slightest bit brighter, a bit more right.

From the few scattered memories that Ingo has been able to keep hold of, he knows that this is how Emmet is supposed to be. Happy, genuinely and truly happy. Not the front he puts on whenever he knows Ingo is looking.

“She was the Champion for a while, and she is currently training to reclaim her title,” Emmet smirks. “We were both proud to have a Champion in our family, even a former one.”

For a second, Ingo hesitates to write out his next question. The way Emmet speaks, like it should be obvious to him what he’s talking about, makes him think that maybe it’s better to hide this one. After all, it’s not like he won’t eventually figure it out.

But… Emmet did say Ingo would never disappoint him. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to try.

What’s a Champion? Ingo asks.

Emmet stares at the page for a bit too long, just in time for that crushing guilt to return. He shouldn’t have said anything! Ingo should have just waited for the memories to come back on their own, like he has been! Though, that hasn’t exactly been working, but-

Ingo’s spiral stops when he notices Emmet’s smile growing even wider, and his eyes are practically shining in excitement. “Oh,” he says. “You are going to love this.”

‥

Recalling their Gym Challenge to Ingo leaves a happy, tingling energy in Emmet, the kind he has to shake out of his hands. Ingo seems to be matching his demeanor, if the countless questions about gyms and their badges are anything to go by. At some point, Emmet has to dig up some old photos of their badge collection that he left back in Nimbasa, just to prove to Ingo that he’s not making it up. Yes, people really do go around challenging each other to Pokémon battles here, and yes, it is extremely common to train your partners for such purposes.

In the back of his head, Emmet remembers hearing something about the bare basics of Sinnoh’s battling system being developed in the Hisuian Era. Poor Ingo! How could he fare in a land that had yet to reach the standards of modern Pokémon battling? Hopefully there was at least someone around who was willing to entertain him.

Emmet can practically see Ingo’s shocked face in his mind when he hears that they gave up before facing Champion Alder. They definitely could have taken him on, but the Unova League wouldn’t let them be co-Champions. What else were they supposed to do?!

At the very least, finding out they cheered Elesa and Skyla on for their attempts at the Championship seems to quell Ingo’s outrage. Even though they both lost horribly, it was still a fun day. They got popcorn, which Ingo choked on when Elesa managed to knock out Alder’s Bouffalant.

Just as Emmet reaches the height of Skyla’s battle, Swanna barely hanging on by her last leg, he hears the muffled, telltale sound of the front door opening. He stops himself mid-sentence, staring at their bedroom door.

There’s the sound of excited chatter, likely Iris informing Drayden of Emmet’s arrival. That happy feeling in his chest immediately sours and drops into his stomach. Fuck, why is he so nervous about this? He’s been telling Ingo just how much their uncle cares about them, and yet here he is, afraid to face him again after everything.

It’s been three years since their argument. Does Emmet really need to explain himself? He can probably still escape if he jumps out the window. That’s certainly the most reasonable response to this situation.

A sudden chill forms on Emmet’s shoulder, like someone’s pressing an ice pack against him that he can’t feel. Right, this isn’t about him anymore. He’s doing this for Ingo, for any chance that being here will recover the precious memories that he’s lost.

“Thank you, Ingo.” Emmet smiles for him. “I will be fine.”

Emmet quietly slips out of their bedroom, giving Ingo enough time to trail behind him before he carefully clicks the door shut. He takes a deep breath, psyching himself up before he continues down the hall. It’s okay, it’s okay, he can do this. He likes Uncle Drayden, for the Dragons’ sake! He shouldn’t be so scared right now!

What if Drayden doesn’t forgive him? What if he doesn’t understand?

Every step on the stairs creaks too loudly, even though Emmet is trying to be careful. Is this how Ingo used to feel when people told him to quiet down? It’s a cosmic irony, then, that he’s so silent now.

The base of their stairs is right by the front door, and that’s where Emmet finds them.

“I took Hydreigon out like you suggested,” Iris says. She’s standing to the side of the door, rocking on her heels as she speaks. “You were right! It really helped her get her confidence back.”

Drayden is turned away from her, but only to hang his keys up by the door. He’s nodding along to what Iris is saying, so he’s definitely paying attention. He hasn’t noticed Emmet yet, and one final burst of fear rushes through Emmet. This is his last chance! He can still make his escape!! He just has to go-

And then Drayden sees him standing at the bottom of the stairs, and that last second slips away. He looks shocked. Not mad or happy, just shocked. Like he didn’t believe Emmet was serious about visiting this weekend.

“Uh.” Emmet averts his gaze, shifting his weight between his feet. He squeezes one of his hands in the other, an old anxious tic. “Hello, Uncle Drayden. I’m sorry I haven’t-”

A hand suddenly clasps Emmet’s shoulder, and when he finally glances back up, he sees Drayden staring down at him with misty eyes. The twins never outgrew him, no matter how badly they wanted to. He makes Emmet feel small, like he’s still the child who lived here.

“Emmet,” Drayden says. “Welcome back.”

And as Emmet cries, held comfortingly by his uncle as though he were still little, he can only hope Ingo is proud of what he’s seeing right now.

‥

“Woah…” Iris thumps her head against the back of the couch. It looks new, especially compared to the antique aesthetic the rest of the living room has. Ingo gets the feeling that it wasn’t there the last time he made a visit, if his fuzzy and faded memories serve him right. Then again, they haven’t exactly served him well in the past.

While the rest of their family has chosen to sit on the couch, Drayden and Iris seated on opposite ends, Emmet instead elected to stand across the room from them both. He almost looks like he’s giving a presentation, though it’s on a rather morose subject. Ingo’s only hope is that by standing by his brother’s side, even invisibly, he’s offering whatever support he can.

“Emmet, that’s a lot to handle by yourself,” Drayden states. There’s an undercurrent to his tone, an implication that he would have preferred his nephew come to him instead of struggling on his own.

If Emmet is offended by being spoken down to, even if it’s out of concern, the only outward sign of it is the slight clenching of his fists.

“I know.” Emmet’s shoulders slump. “I didn’t believe it at first, either.”

“That’s not what I-” Drayden stops himself with a sigh. “I suppose it makes sense that you found the truth. You would not have declared him dead if you weren’t sure of it.”

“I-” Emmet’s voice cracks as he tries to fight back his tears again.

Iris suddenly pops up off of the couch, and barrels into Emmet’s chest. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?!” she sobs into Emmet’s shirt. “Ingo went to the past, and he died there, and that’s so messed up!”

Swallowing his emotions, Emmet tactfully pats the back of Iris’s head. “I know, I know. It’s not fair.”

They’re mourning someone who hasn’t existed for over three centuries. That’s the thought that strikes Ingo. The version of him that they loved disappeared along with his memories, and he’s not sure if he can ever be that person again.

Iris gently guides Emmet to the couch, between herself and Drayden. It’s awkward and forced, and Ingo can practically see Emmet resisting the urge to squirm.

“You, er,” Drayden clears his throat. “You said you weren’t convinced initially. What was it that changed your mind?”

Emmet suddenly sits up just a bit straighter. “Oh. I forgot the files in the city. Uh…” He snaps his fingers, pulling out his Xtransceiver. “They sent me an email! It has his picture!”

“They?” Iris questions.

“The Sinnoh Historical Society,” Emmet explains while scrolling through his Xtransceiver. “They’re the ones who realized… everything. Then they reached out to me.”

Huh. Actually, Ingo hasn’t put much thought into how exactly Emmet found out that he died. Or even how he found his grave in the first place. Curiosity gets the best of him, and as much as phasing through objects icks him out, he just has to know what they said to each other. Besides, hovering over Emmet’s shoulder to get a glimpse at his Xtrans screen is surprisingly familiar.

Which picture of him did the Historical Society send to Emmet, exactly? He’d stopped by the photo studio a few times, perhaps more than any of his fellow Pearl Clan members did. He was in Jubilife often, after all. Maybe it was the one Irida dragged him into, or perhaps the one Akari took by his side. Then again, Emmet hasn’t brought up the photo at all, so maybe he didn’t see it as important enough to mention.

Palina mentioned once that Iscan was scared of photographs stealing his soul, and even back then, the notion sounded outdated and superstitious. In retrospect, he was probably the one that was out of place, given that he was from the future and all. Though, as someone who’s just a soul, would he be endangered by having his picture taken? This is important to consider.

“It must have been sudden,” Drayden tries to empathize with his nephew. Ingo can’t help but feel bad for him, even if he doesn’t know the full story.

“Oh! Here it is!” Emmet says, completely ignoring his uncle’s attempt at civility. He opens the attached file, and when the image loads, Ingo’s eyes go wide.

He recognizes this one. It was one of his favorites.

The years have yellowed the print, leaving it faded and tattered. Despite that, Ingo can still recognize his own face, just like he did when Emmet found him. It’s him with Gliscor, and they took it together to celebrate the day first day trainers were able to attempt his challenges. His companion is draped over his shoulders in what almost looks like a piggyback ride, and even though they’re both clearly tired, they’re also happy.

Oh, Gliscor. What became of you once your trainer was gone? Did they ever find you and your team after you were lost in the snow? Or are you still buried in the Icelands, awaiting the day someone finally brings you home?

Without thinking, Ingo pokes a finger towards the picture, if only to trace his Gliscor’s face. Of course, the second he makes contact with the screen, the image distorts, warping and twisting. Ingo yanks his hand back, afraid to hurt Gliscor any more than he already has.

“Uh, sorry, it uh…” Emmet stammers, looking for a worthy excuse. “It’s been glitching lately?”

“He looks your age,” Drayden notes. “Maybe a bit younger.”

Iris yanks the Xtransceiver, and Emmet’s wrist by extension, closer to her face. “Really? He looks old to me.”

Well, if Ingo remembers correctly, he’d only been in Hisui for a couple of years before this photo was taken. How old is Emmet right now, anyway? That’s something he should probably know.

Drayden chuckles to himself. “You’ll be better at telling the difference when you grow up.”

“I’m an adult!” Iris insists. “I’m nineteen! That’s grown up!”

Emmet scoffs. “Barely.”

A moment of silence passes as Emmet retrieves his wrist from Iris’s grip. Drayden takes another look at the picture, his expression unreadable to Ingo. Maybe Emmet would know what he’s thinking, but Ingo simply does not know his uncle anymore.

Finally, Emmet speaks up. “I’m sorry, Uncle Drayden. For how I acted when you tried before.”

Tried… before?

Ingo’s unbeating heart drops at the implication, that last puzzle piece sliding into place. He doesn’t know a lot about what life was like for Emmet after he disappeared, and by extension, what exactly led up to him not speaking to Uncle Drayden for three whole years.

Call it a glimpse behind the curtain, but Ingo doesn’t like what he’s seeing. Could it really have gotten that bad while he was gone? That even when people came to the obvious conclusion that Ingo was gone for good, Emmet just couldn’t see it? That he’d ruin his relationship with their uncle, the man who supposedly raised them and loved them more than anything in the world, over the mere suggestion?

Drayden interjects. “Emmet-”

“I didn’t want him to be dead,” Emmet cuts him off, no longer bothering to stop himself from crying. “I know you probably hate me for it, but I was just so mad, and then you wanted him to be gone for good! I couldn’t- I couldn’t-” Unable to continue, he sobs into his hands, a raw grief that Ingo hasn’t seen in months.

Out of concern, Ingo rests his hand on Emmet’s shoulder, careful not to pass through him. Like he always does, Emmet shivers, which is another shovel-full added onto the massive pile of guilt that Ingo feels. After a second to process it, Emmet smiles again, although it’s weak and strained. At the very least, Ingo can let him know that he’s here.

Drayden and Iris both wrap their arms around Emmet, holding him as he continues to cry.

“I should be the one apologizing, Emmet,” Drayden says. Emmet sniffles and looks up at him. “I didn’t want to see you hurting anymore, so I thought-” His voice catches in his throat, and Ingo realizes he is not at all prepared to see such a strong and stoic figure cry over him. “I thought about what Ingo would want, but not what you needed. I am so, so sorry.”

Hearing this, Emmet starts to sob harder.

“You’re both idiots!” Iris shouts, which only makes the two of them laugh through their tears. Ingo snickers at that, and he has a feeling if Emmet could hear him do so, he’d smack him on the back of the head.

Watching the three of them cry together, Ingo thinks that maybe it’s alright that he isn’t there. After all, if they can sort themselves out without him and find laughter, then he sees no reason that he should hold that against them.

They’re family, at the end of the day. He wants them all to be happy, no matter how much it hurts to know he can’t be a part of it.

‥

The weekend passes by quickly, and come Monday morning, Elesa’s car is parked in front of Drayden’s house. She smirks as Emmet offers Drayden and Iris one final hug before departing for Nimbasa, and Emmet can already hear her “told-you-so” in his mind.

“Oh, there’s one more thing.” Emmet steps back, unhooking one of his Poké Balls from his belt. Since Elesa is planning on dropping him off right at Gear Station, he’s already dressed in his signature white work uniform. “It’s Haxorus.”

Drayden’s eyes narrow in on the Poké Ball. “I see. What’s the matter with her?”

“She’s been… upset,” Emmet admits, casting his pride aside. “Refusing to use certain moves, lashing out at her teammates. I do not know how to fix it. I think it may be good for her to spend some time with you.”

“Are you sure about that?” Drayden asks. “I know she’s an important member of your team.”

“She is, but…” Emmet sighs. “I’m not enough for her. I’m not Ingo.”

Drayden solemnly takes the Poké Ball from Emmet’s outstretched hand. “I understand. Some time with her family should do her some good. Iris and I will take care of her.”

“Yeah!” Iris jumps into an action pose. “Don’t worry Emmet! We’ll cheer her up real quick!”

“Thank you,” Emmet nods, smiling the slightest bit wider. “I will be back soon, so don’t make her think I abandoned her!”

From behind his beard, Emmet can see the corner of Drayden’s smirk. “I’ll be holding you to that promise.”

And so, after the hardest weekend of Emmet’s life, he slides into the backseat of Elesa’s car. She offers a small wave to Drayden and Iris before the retreat inside. Once they’re gone, she turns around in her seat.

“Before we leave, I need to ask you this,” she says. “Are there any spirits in the car with us right now?”

“How long have you been waiting to say that?” Emmet asks as he deposits Ingo’s pen and journal onto the seat next to him.

“I thought of it after I dropped you off,” Elesa answers proudly. “I only want to make sure we don’t accidentally leave Ingo behind.

Pulled by an invisible force, the pen lifts up and writes and simple message in the journal.

I am here.

“Ingo says he’s here!” Emmet relays to their dedicated driver.

“I can see that.” Elesa turns forward again. As she puts the car in drive and begins their journey to Nimbasa, she quickly glances up at Emmet through the rearview mirror. “So everything was good?”

Emmet smiles to himself as he watches Ingo begin to draw in his journal again. He’s usually a bit secluded about his doodles, so it’s nice to see him doing something he enjoys so openly. It’s a bit vague right now, but he’s drawing something with Noibat-like wings and a long tail.

One day, when Ingo is ready, they’ll tell Drayden and Iris everything. Ingo will get his whole family back, because after everything he’s been through, he deserves that much.

“Yeah,” Emmet idly remarks, already planning out his next steps to help Ingo remember. “Everything was perfect.”

#submas #subway master ingo #subway master emmet #twin spirits #rav's writing #fanfic

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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 1 year

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I wasn't sure if I should put my reply to the comment you made on my pictures in a reblog or just send it to you directly as an ask, so I just chose this way because I just kind of babbled about some of the things I was thinking while I was drawing them and that seemed kind of weird to add to the post?

But anyway, I must have read your reply and tags like 20 times, thank you so much!!! I'm very happy to hear you liked them! And don't worry, I immediately took your zombie comment as a compliment, because I wanted to give him the same sort of haunted and unsettling 'might break into a sprint on all fours and bite you' look you gave him lmao. And as far as horrible noises go... I looked up jackrabbit distress calls and yikes.

Actually, Ingo without his coat was the first one I drew, because I was obsessing over how he looked in that first picture of yours and absolutely Needed to draw what I thought he had to look like under his coat. And the second thing I drew was the one with him and Emmet, because I realized that, even if he couldn't see all of the damage through the coat and tunic, That's what Ingo looked like the first time Emmet saw him again. I had a lot of feelings about that, and also liked the contrast between them. Plus the general feeling of like, they can no longer stand together as perfect mirrors, but it doesn't matter, they'll work to meet in the middle all the same.

And the scars! While I was adding them I was like he probably doesn't have anything too bad on the torso because his coat isn't really shredded there, and he's fast enough that most things couldn't catch him to do much damage. But pokemon throw their attacks in the game, he probably handles babies with sharp claws and an instinct to climb, and his coat had to get torn somehow, so those scars were made with the intent to look like they came from his coat no longer being there to protect his legs and forearms from getting cut up instead.

... Does Cyllene have blue fur?? Because I was genuinely wondering about that.

i mean it's your post you can put whatever you want on it, but yeah this is cool too! as long as you don't mind if i keep answering your asks publicly lol

anyway thank YOU again for the lovely art!! yeahh he should have those vibes of like. "that thing is a PREY animal?? are you SURE??" also do we think anthros are capable of like making the same noises as their regular animals? i mean, the kids can purr i am not budging on this matter they NEED to purr or i'll riot. so i guess by extension other anthros can make similar animal vocalizations in addition to regular speech? but maybe it's considered something you only really do instinctively and/or doing it on purpose has specific social connotations.

hhh yeah... i think your drawing is pretty spot-on re: what he would look like, and Ouch yeah that would hurt emmet So Bad. including the fact that in person he's also visibly in High Alert mode and he's breathing wrong and his hands are shaking and- what did they do to his brother?

the idea that a good portion of his scars are just from overenthusiastic sneasel kits (kits? cubs?) though, lmao. but that's its own, like, ingo, you don't have to let them scale you using all of their claws. but he just doesn't care enough to stop them. but most of them are probably a shifting array of temporary-and-fading scars anyway. and then there are the bigger, nastier ones, from the full-grown mons that were actually on the attack...

mmm i almost feel like i'd need to do some color tests to decide whether she's blue, or sandy regular mountain lion colors, or a mix of both. like it might be too overpowering to make her grey-blue on top of her survey corps outfit, but then the sandy color might be too much of a contrast, or the mix would just look weird. idk i might revisit that! hmm.

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #curax #anthro legends arceus

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plaid-maniac · 2 years

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Ok, someone has probably already done this, but I wanted to throw my hat into the ring at least and try and come up with a team that would work if Emmet made his way to Hisui and had to build a team there.

Now, to start, if they were to add something that added Emmet in the actual game, it would probably be dlc that adds a new area and maybe Pokémon as well. However, I am only choosing Pokémon that are currently in the game already. Further narrowing it down by doing my best to not overlap at all with any major teams (I’m certain that’s an important thing for the game devs when planing out trainer teams. If there was overlap allowed, then Ingo would have had a Garchomp. Yes I will explain that in a minute), and also avoiding any Pokémon that are Hisui-exclusives or Hisui-variants (Ingo does use Kleavor, Basculigion, and Wyrdeer in an optional battle, but I don’t consider them part of his main team).

Even though this gives us a good starting point, I feel like I need to explain how I see both of Ingo’s teams (his bw/b2w2 team and his pla team) and how they overlap in my mind.

In bw/b2w2 Ingo has a Chandelure, Garbodor, Haxorus, Excadrill, Conkeldurr, and Klingklang.

Going backwards, Klingklang best parallels Magnezone. Both are floating steel types that are, you could say, object-esque.

Conkeldurr and Machamp is an easy comparison. Pure fighting types that are just kinda some dude™️ that is a different color.

Excadrill and Probopass are both steel types, one ground and one rock.

Haxorus is the most annoying, because by this logic Alakazam is supposed to parallel it. The best I’ve got is that they are single types that are known as powerful sweepers. (I firmly believe that if either Volo didn’t have a Garchomp or there was another dragon type besides Garchomp that wasn’t a legendary, he wouldn’t have an Alakazam and would have a dragon type here)

Garbodor and Tangrowth is the next pair. What I’ve got is that they are both big, bulky powerhouses that are visually just stuff stuck together that somehow makes a Pokémon. They are also both monotypes.

And last, Chandelure and Gliscor. Other than both of them being floaty and his aces for the respective teams, there is really nothing to connect them. However, many people have pointed out that Gliscor’s constant smile probably reminded Ingo of Emmet subconsciously, and so that’s why he has one and it’s his ace. This becomes important later.

So, clearly Ingo’s pla team is supposed to mirror his bw/b2w2 team (or maybe I am stretching too much). So what does this mean for Emmet’s potential team?

1. The Pokémon on his team need to be reminiscent of his bw/b2w2 team visually

2. Most of them will have one type overlap, or have the same amount of typings as the counterpart

3. The Pokémon should be able to fill the same or similar roles competitively (I don’t know much about competitive battling, but what little I do know is that most of the connections I made are similar roles in single battles. This gets infinitely more tricky with double battles, and I know even less about double battle competitive)

4. His ace needs to have a near-constant frown integral to it’s design.

Emmet’s bw/b2w2 team consist of Electross, Archeops, Galvantula, Crustle, Durant, and Klingklang. Now, I’m actually not sure which one of these is considered Emmet’s ace (I think it’s cause he does double battles so his ace is less obvious). For this analysis I’m pinning Electross as his ace, but I might be wrong.

Working backwards is our easiest, Klingklang and Magnezone again. Obviously it would be the most similar, it is his and Ingo’s overlap in bw/b2w2 so why would if it be their overlap here? (Also it’s nice cause, I’m gonna be honest, he’s not getting a lot of electric types in this team)

Next is the one that probably would be one Pokémon, but I think a different one would be better. Pla has a steel/bug type Pokémon (Scizor) and honestly it is pretty similar-looking to Durant. They might even line up better competitively. But I think it would be funny if Durant was paralleled with Steelix. Both steel types, and one’s an ant while the other is sort of like a worm. I think more realistically it would be Scizor, but Steelix would be what I would want to see.

Crustle gets changed to Parasect. Both are bug types but they don’t fly, both have kind of shells on their backs. Enough said IMO.

Galvantula should be Pachirisu. It would be a pretty funny nod to VGC 2014, and it’s a pure electric type. I also had Drapion as a possibility, but Pachirisu fits better (and I felt bad that he would only have one electric type).

Archeops is another slightly difficult one to pin down. I have Yanmega here because of a speedy flying type that doesn’t overlap with any other major trainers (plus bug type go burrr). I also considered Staravia, but Akari/Rei has a Staravia on their team, and I count them as an important trainer (Honchkrow and Crobat would also technically fit, but I think they are both too far removed from Archeops (as if a bug is any closer to a bird…)) (either of the fossil Pokémon I guess would fit by virtue of being fossils, but I’m ignoring them for this cause neither fly).

Last is Electross. And I think the best Pokémon to be Emmet’s ace in pla is…

GASTRODON!

My reasoning for this is:

1. They kind of look similar actually (eel vs slug).

2. Gastrodon can be a monster in double battles (not that there are any double battles in Hisui currently, but the sentiment is there).

And most importantly, 3. It has a perpetual frown.

Go look at a picture of Gastrodon and you will see what I am talking about. We determined earlier that Emmet’s ace should be frowning because it would remind him of Ingo (whether he lost his memories or not, he would probably notice this right away and latch onto it). And Gastrodon fits that hook, line, and sinker.

Now, the only thing is, would it be east-Gastrodon or west-Gastrodon? Much to think about.

As a final send-off, this is purely speculative. As of now, there has been no sort of confirmation that Emmet will appear in pla. Personally, I think it’s a possibility, and that’s why I wanted to make this post, just to sort of think about what it might be like if he was put in the game. If you guys have any suggestions or critiques, I would love to hear them. Thanks for reading and have a good week!

#Emmet #Ingo (mentioned)#pokemon legends arceus #pla #pla ingo #submas #this is just speculation btw #Nothing has been confirmed and I'm sorry if I accidentally got anyone's hopes up #I just liked the parallels that they put in Ingo's team #and I wanted to see if I could do the same with Emmet's team

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