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doodleimprovement · 2 years
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Legendary Boon AU :: So... How’s Emmet Holding Up?
The answer? He’s been better :T
Much like Reshiram and Zekrom, Ingo and Emmet were a package deal - one should not be invoked without the other, as they compliment each other perfectly. They fit together, hold each other up - 
A two car train, chugging along the tracks of life without any intention of slowing down until such a time that the track itself ends. 
They were meant to be opposites and compliments and always the same, yet ever different. It was the staple of all twins in the Wagner family.
They were, after all, direct descendants of the heroes of legend - the sons of truth and ideals. (So the rumors say: if you asked them directly you would not get an answer that satisfies anybody)
They were The Blessed of the Dragons. Their Boons gifted to them at the tender age of ten years old, as tradition dictates (so is it supposed). Their beloved Uncle, the patriarch fo the family, had a strong, strong feeling that these boys were different from the rest. That together, they would accomplish great things.
And they had. Together.
And yet, and yet, and yet …
And yet, here Emmet was, alone, the disciple of the dragon of truth, lost without his ideals. Abandoned abruptly and left to wonder what could have taken his ever opposing yet ever complementary force.
How he functioned was sometimes a mystery, even to Emmet.
Some days were harder than others, some weeks or months felt as if they dragged into forever, and he felt the need to pray to Dialga, of all beings, to make time not feel so never ending. 
His family helped, as did his many friends - and even some of Ingo’s friends that they did not share. He was never alone for very long, and the dragging hours never felt too painful, even if he wished they would end. 
But time never stops its ceaseless march, and Emmet resolved to remain steadfast until his brother returned. His family and friends agreed, even if someone of them gave him a condescending or pitiful look, something he always called out. 
He knew that Ingo would return. Chandelure still floated about, and - quite frankly - did not seem very worried about her ace trainer. Emmet just had to be patient - he was alive, and he would return.
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Ingo had been missing for a year and a half, when Emmet gets a, frankly, bizarre lead. 
A mysterious, manila envelope slid under his apartment door, and inside of it was a photo. 
It is a very, very old photo, but the person within it was unmistakable - it was obviously, clearly his brother - from the hat to the torn up coat to the fact that the child posing next to him had her hair rising with just a bit of static - something that seemed to make her laugh as the photo was taken. 
But what was he doing in Sinnoh??? 
In old Sinnoh?? TIME TRAVEL??? 
His boon could not verify photography (of course it couldn’t), but he knew a roundabout way of confirming its authenticity - and in theory, it didn’t even require his boon!. 
And so, he takes it to the ever-imposing Nimbasa City Public library, and gets assistance from his friend who works in preservation to look at it. Easy verification! In theory. 
Anya - who has always been a terrible liar, even without his boon active - warns him that she is not a photograph-related preservationist. She specializes in books and physical paper - only handling photography in relation to those books. She promised however, that she will try her best.
And so, she looks over the photo for him. It took her some time, and a call to a university friend back in Galar, but she confirmed - to the best of her ability - that this is in fact a real, historical photo, which baffles the both of them. 
Emmet thanks her, and she asks what he plans on doing next. 
He tells her he’s going to Sinnoh, and she wishes him the best of luck. 
He doesn't need his boon to feel her sincerity. 
And so, after a long talk with Elesa (ever strong, every assistive, ever truthful to a fault with him), and Dreyden’s blessing, he left Unova for the first time in over 10 years. 
He would find the answer he was looking for, the truth that had been denied
And it was when he set foot in Jubilife city, that the vivid dreams started. 
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sasha-rochester · 6 months
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Shaders are the gift that keeps giving, honestly. Starring @the-sharlayan-illusionist
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zivazivc · 5 months
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I feel like I have some of the most random headcanons. but I am lowkey obsessed with the fact that John Dory is so much older than Branch that he potentially could have dated their friends'/peers' parents, and/or anything else funny and possibly entertaining that the large age difference entails lmaokskssbcdsbcjdh
edit: part two
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layuki12 · 7 months
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There's more characters from challenge the system than it meets the eye! If you guys want to I can make posts about them too. Show what I've been working on!
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sketchy-tour · 9 days
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Literally me when he sings off key, off beat, and with literally no rhythm
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juniper-clan · 14 days
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Moon 19: Les Yeux San Visage
PREVIOUS l NEXT
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rafeandonlyrafe · 2 months
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proper thank you
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words: 600
warnings: 18+ only!, stepbro!rafe, sending nudes, stepcest, kinda dumb/baby reader???
“carry me up to bed rafey?” you coo at your step brother, fluttering your lashes as your pout turns into a giggle when he sighs, unable to resist your pleading face.
“you're the most annoying little sis ever.” rafe says, calling you the nickname just to tease you as he leans down, scooping you into his arms. he carries you like you weigh nothing, so easily slotting into the good older stepbrother role when your parents married, despite him being only a few months older than you.
“thank you rafey.” you say sweetly as he walks you up the stairs, your arms holding him around the shoulders, head leaned against his broad chest.
“yeah, you gotta give me a better thank you than that.” rafe rolls his eyes as he carries you into your bedroom. only once the door is closed do you press a wet kiss to his cheek as a proper thank you.
rafe plops you down on the bed unceremoniously. “there ya go.” he waves as he walks away, knowing it's not actually goodnight as you let out a whine.
“tuck me in?”
rafe hides his smirk before turning around, putting on his slightly annoyed act like he always does when you ask him.
rafe pulls the fluffy blanket out from under you. it's slightly weighted so it naturally tucks around your body anyways as rafe covers you, but his hands still move slowly, feeling your body as he pushes in the blanket until you're stuck tight underneath it.
“anything else? want me to tell you a bedtime story?” rafe says it as a joke, but with the way your eyes light up, he finds himself sitting on the edge of your bed, recounting three little pigs from memory the best he can.
“alright, you gotta get to bed now.” rafe glances at the clock on your nightstand as the hour hand ticks closer to midnight. “goodnight.”
“goodnight rafey.” you smile softly before letting out a yawn. “ill give you a proper thank you soon.”
rafe isn't sure what you mean until he makes it back to his room, scrolling aimlessly through his phone until a text message appears from you.
he clicks it to open up the image, his eyes widening and dick swelling as he sees you in a silky nightgown, the swell of your breasts clearly visible, nipples poking through the fabric. he recognizes the nightgown from a few days ago, but you clearly got further undressed.
rafes eyes bulge as the next image loads, the same pose, now sans nightgown, tits bare and thighs clenched together to make a delicious looking v that rafe wants to dive into.
a proper thank you ;) reads your text, along with one last image, this time with your legs spread, smile on your face as your cunt is on clear display. you took the marker tool to add to your lower stomach “property of big brother.”
rafe is in your room untucking you from your bed before the clock reaches midnight.
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 6 months
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katsuki still apologizes to you the same way he used to when you were kids.
he always makes a face whenever he knows he’s gone too far or when he’s done something he knows he shouldn’t have, his eyebrows are furrowed and his little chubby face contorts into a sad little pout. he tries to look tough but he can already feel guilty tears in his eyes so he looks away from you, little hands balled into fists at his sides and his head hangs low so you can’t see his red face through his bangs.
usually, he tries making it up to you by showing you something he thinks you’ll like or something he finds cool, and sometimes he’ll even let you hold his precious all might card, but only when he knows he really messed up. he’ll stiffly pet your head as an apology for pulling at your hair a little too hard earlier and if you ask him to he’ll kiss the pain away from when you scrapped your knee because he accidentally shoved you a little harder than he meant to when he was chasing you around.
but when you’re mad at him because he’s been really mean, in ways he knows his shiny holographic all might card won’t fix, he opts to simply sit next to you. with a little pout on his face and with his cheeks turning red, he’ll shove his head into your shoulder. he holds onto you tightly so he’s sure you won’t be able to escape him or his apology. you squirm around a little bit but he doesn’t let you go. you stop moving around but you still huff at him, calling him a big meanie. all he does in response is shoving his head against your shoulder and he mutters out a little "m’sorry." against it.
he hears you shuffle to look at him and he looks up at you, his eyebrows are still furrowed and his cheeks are so red because he’s really not used to apologizing and he doesn’t like to, but he does for you. and even at the tender age of seven, you really can’t stay mad at him when he looks like that, so you forgive him and you’ve already forgotten what you were even mad about when he grins at you boyishly, already back to his usual self as he drags you off to your next adventure who knows where, but even at the tender age of seven, you knew you’d follow him to the ends of the earth as long as he led the way.
he’s changed so much and not at all at the same time. he hates it whenever you get mad at him and he still does everything and anything to get your attention when you are. and just like before, whenever he hurts you in ways he knows his actions can’t fix, he opts to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your middle loosely, giving you the option to break out of his hold if you wanted to. his hold on you slowly tightens when you make no move to, his head is shoved into the crook of your neck and his chest is pressed flush against your back,“ i’m sorry.” he whispers.
it wouldn’t mean much if it came from anyone else but this is katsuki. you’ve known him for as long as you can remember, you know how he is : he’s unruly, headstrong and so stubborn it drives you crazy sometimes. but he casts all of that—all of him aside for you.
“i’m sorry.” he says again, his voice is low and a little shaky.“ shouldn’t have said all that to you. that wasn’t…cool” he fumbles around for the right words to say and you have to hold back a laugh as he does so, but you can tell he’s trying.“never wanna make ya mad at me..” he finishes quietly. he’s fiddling around with the ends of your shirt waiting for your response. then he hears you shuffle around to peek at him and he looks up at you.
he really hasn’t changed. he’s still got the same little frown, the same little crease between his brows and the same rosy cheeks. sure his features are less rounded, his cheeks are definitely less chubby, he’s gotten taller but he’s still your same katsuki who’s a little rough and a big meanie sometimes, but who also always makes sure to apologize to you when he knows he’s hurt you because that’s the last thing he wants.
you grant him a tiny smile. his eyes light up and he stands a little straighter and after a second he’s on you, pressing kisses all over your cheek, grinning boyishly at you and you still want to follow him to the ends of the world as long as he’s leading the way.
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felsicveins · 2 months
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His heart belongs to another
And no other heart will do
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simphic · 8 months
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First day of NYFW for Yas... #freemthem 🤷🏾‍♀️
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podoro-vines · 1 month
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[oc] Constellation William 💫✨
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lelelego · 8 months
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had a dream and drew it :o)
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h0nkshroom · 2 months
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I finally got around to making my own lil self insert guy for cotl but then I sillied too close to the sun and give him way too much thought
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He was loyal to Shamura, staying by their side as simply a follower who looked up to them so much. Unbeknownst to Kili, Shamura sent out a group to go cleanse the nearby villages for meat and vessels for sacrifice. After having witnessed the next sacrificial ritual, which was the sacrifice of his little sibling, he dissented against Shamura and ran back to his then destroyed and baren home, where he would stay until a certain Lamb came by.
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And lets just say once Shamura gets indoctrinated, the two have some interesting encounters..
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gravedigg · 14 days
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And there he lies, dripped in pearls...
full piece on my twitter
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rottengurlz · 4 months
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took these specifically with @rhdweauni0 in mind
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rayix · 2 months
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Kitteh 🤯
His name is Pepe and he is a 1980s plush cat who is themed around love and made by the Rushton Company ♥️
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