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cw: pokehybrid au, fluff, sawsbuck twins
▽Emmet△
Your face nuzzled into the unexpectedly soft fur on the Sawsbuck hybrid's side. He tensed up for a moment before relaxing completely once again. The hotter days were fast approaching, yet today was a bearable temperature that lulled you outside. The sun gently drifted across the field, but Emmet had taken shelter under a tree. The bright pink blossoms on his antlers swayed in the gentle wind. Those blossoms seemed to entirely consume his energy, however.
He had laid down for a nap after offering to let you ride around the forest on his back. You could not deny such a pleasant request and agreed almost immediately. His knowledge of the many locations present around the area continued to amaze. Places show were a shallow stream that ran entirely clear with many water pokemon relaxing in it, an ancient tree which seemed to draw in grass types' fascination, and even an eerie den that house an unexpectedly large arachnid population. He waved happily at a Galvantula whose glowing eyes were the only thing visible. It popped out to chirp at him happily.
In the end, of course, you had ended up in a small flower field. He laid down in the shade of a tree, and you naturally joined him. His body made a pleasant pillow, despite how wiry the fur may have seemed at first. You felt a hand come to stroke your hair as a soft coo came from the hybrid. Silver eyes stared at you with such a tender affection.
“Sleep well, darling,” he mumbled lowly, “I, Emmet, will watch over you. You are verrrry safe.”
It was hard not to doze off with him at that simple request.
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▲Ingo▼
You had been dutifully collecting the fallen flowers from Ingo's antlers as they had come off around your home. They felt so soft and fragile in your hands as you placed their stems in a small vase that's water was changed every day. Before you knew it, the amount that you had been hoping for had been achieved. The blossoms were much more vibrant than the usual preference by Sawsbuck enthusiasts, but these were special. The stems were quickly linked together in a weaving motion as you worked to make an accessory.
Soon, the flower crown was done. You placed it on your head and walked out to greet the Sawsbuck hybrid in your living room. He was watching some documentaries on television while enjoying a cup of coffee and laid out on the couch. You tapped his shoulder to capture his attention. He looked up at you. His eyes went wide almost instantly, while a pink shade most similar to those of his flowers spread across his cheeks.
“Do you like it?” you asked him. Ingo blinked once and stayed oddly quiet for a moment. Then he got up from the couch and walked around to cup your cheeks.
“Ah, dearest, that is so…” he appeared to lose the word that he wished to use, “You are simply so adorable.” His leaned down to nuzzle his nose against yours. You whined at the light affection and reached an arm to pull him back in for a kiss. He gave in quite easily to your request. You were simply happy that he enjoyed your little idea.
He then protested when you attempted to place it onto his head. Trying anyway, you were defeated by the growing width of his antlers. You got it around on, at least.
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*Assuming Ingo has restored his memories enough to recall Emmet.
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ingo:
He's also this one:
*substitute wife for whatever is preferred lol
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No, little train man, don't trust that merchant!!!
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Omg... They have like hybrid smash or pass polls in the pokemon world and showing your hybrid bf the results.
Chandelure Ingo in shambles as he is passed on hard. No one wants the ghostly lighting fixtures, and he is forever tormented. He has to be reassured that you still find him very attractive and that his flames don't scare you, nor does his ability to consume life energy.
Eelektross Emmet is smug about managing to scrape by with a 10% lead on the smash side, but so angry that humans kept arguing that they are dangerous and will eat flesh. Like, yes, he does, but he is not a mindless monster and would never eat his darling! He seems to puff up and wants to show off his "smashing" skills on you afterwards.
Weavile Cyrus blankly staring at the high lead on the smashing side and claiming that he doesn't care for these sorts of things. He then seems oddly contented for the next while. Comments about how threatening their claws are and how strong their pack bonds are make him think. Well, he at least was more than accepting of one human saying yes to "smash" him. He finds you are all he needs.
Klinklang Colress finds these polls so fascinating into human hybrid relations and how bonds could possibly form and contribute to his research. He often takes note of them on his own. Though, he does seem fairly disappointed with how badly his own species seemed to do. Misinformation about steel-type hybrids never ceases to annoy him. Though, he asks you to bravely clarify that they can, in fact, have sex since you should know that very well.
Alolan Persian Nanu sighs at the high smash rate. Yep. He knew that was coming. Humans just seemed to love the feline hybrids of any variety. He shuddered to think about the Delcatty hybrid rates. That approval does not really do much for him, though. He doesn't care. He's just glad you like him genuinely and not because of him being "different."
Golisopod Guzma is sooo offended there are so many passes. He almost debates rigging the next one with his team. He gets over it, though, since smash is still won. He does grumble about it for a while, though. Scary looking sea insect... Big, bad boss annoyed people actually find him intimidating for once. Needs to be reassured that he is fuckable.
Staraptor Larry just nods at the results. Expected, truthfully. Humans tended to be pretty hard split on bird hybrids, and Staraptors were pretty intimidating while also being birds of prey. He doesn't really care. He never focused on having a mate until he met you, and now he's contented with what he has. Who cares what anyone else has to say? (Some of the compliments on Staraptors did cheer him up, though.)
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A cute thought is taking ur pokebf out clothes shopping and letting him pick out pieces for you.
Ingo would try so hard to find something that matches your preferences and style, but may just throw in a few things that he likes and hopes you will, too. He worries too much that you will think his choices show a lack of understanding in you. (He would love to wear something like matching outfits with you. It is just in his nature.)
Emmet immediately picks out things that almost certainly shouldn't be worn in public and whines when you tell him no. He then tries to pick things out similar to what he usually sees you wear. Though, a few personal preferences by him are tossed in. (Joltik t-shirt or sweater. He likes seeing you dressed up in something that connects you both in some way.)
Cyrus has no idea what he is doing and just tries to give you more money to let you pick instead. Upon being forced, he picks out things that seem like they would compliment you well or are quite functional over style. Then, he pulls out something with an obvious sci-fi space inspiration. (He has no idea what he is doing and just wishes that something that appeases you can be found quickly. If you actually wear the sci-fi space outfit, he is genuinely stricken and impressed.)
Nanu grumbles and picks out a random t-shirt at the boutique in Malie. He has no idea how to shop for himself half the time, so it's worse for others. If he's feeling a certain way, he might pull out lingerie and cock a brow up. You will have to take over from him. (He offers a specific t-shirt with a Meowth on it. He does genuinely like it and would want to see you wear it.)
N is admittedly not the most familiar with clothes shopping and spends way too long contemplating how to do it. Your tastes are going to be slightly misunderstood to him since he is not the most aware of fashion, either. He ultimately picks out something he thinks is nice and offers it to you in the hopes you will like it. (It's something cute and sweet. Please wear it. He tried his best.)
Larry picks you out a wonderful office wear outfit. You will be able to look like a working professional in no time at all. He shrugs when you ask for something different. He's lost that piece of himself, and there's no regaining it, alas. (He doesn't really feel bothered if you wear it or don't. He knows his performance was just adequate. Would be pleasantly surprised if you did, though.)
Volo instead offers you his own wares. Well, actually, on Pasio, he is quite intrigued by the offerings on the stores. He almost disappears for far too long to pop out with something that is eerily exactly to your tastes and preferences. Congratulations. (He is quite proud of his talent of reading people and knowing them well. His smugness almost lingers in the air when you wear what he picked out.)
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Warden Ingo feeling like he needs to be doing something with his dearest on February 14th but not knowing what. It bothers him nearly the entire day to the point he's trying to buy gifts to give them and allow him some peace of mind.
His distress his only worsens when they tear up at the box of confectioneries he offers them. Then, they hug him tightly and thank him for remembering somehow, and he's more lost.
Amnesic boyfriend needs Valentine's Day reexplained to him.
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“Ingo, let's go ghost hunting,” you declared to the Chandelure hybrid as he stood in the kitchen watching the stove. He turned to you with an expression that was hard to read, but the bewilderment was obvious in his eyes. You grinned bigger. “I know, I know, you are a ghost, but that works in our favour, no?” you told him excitedly as you got closer to him, “You have to be able to see more than I can as a human.”
“… Dearest, I see things that most humans should not have to see, yes,” he agreed with you but shook his head, “Ghosts are territorial. I don't wish to have any conflicts.” You tilted your head. Were they? The idea of a ghost getting mad about having their territory encroached on was a fascinating one.
“Do you scare off ghosts from our apartment?” you questioned him, now having your interesting piqued. Ingo's cheeks suddenly blossomed with colour as the flames flickered. Embarrassed? You could not believe it. “What do you do to them? Burn them?” you simply needed to know.
“… Sometimes,” the twin admitted with a defeated tone, “I usually prefer just making them leave, but the persistent ones… I don't like the idea of any other being consuming your spirit. I simply will not allow it.” You wanted to laugh. He sounded so possessive. His cooking was temporarily abandoned as he turned to look at you completely. “Most ghosts are like that,” he explained, “Be that actual spirits or that of ghost-types. None of us like having our territories invaded.”
You simply let out a small laugh finally and kissed him. He was being so strangely handsome. Your ghostly home protector, more than just a house husband. “So, my soul is yours?” you teased him.
“… Yes,” he embraced you and brought his eerie glowing eyes to meet yours, “I've claimed you.” It would almost be terrifying to have a Chandelure tell you that they have claimed your soul, but not with Ingo. He was too gentle and loving.
“… I still want to go ghost hunting,” you replied, “I should be safe alone if I'm claimed, right?”
His grip tightened. The violet glow of his flames illuminated his face ominously.
“No, I won't let you.”
“You're meeeeean.”
“You sound like Emmet. Stop.”
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Sneasler Ingo and Weavile Cyrus will inevitably fight to the death.
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Most bird hybrids probably unconsciously coo when their mate helps them preen their feathers. While for Archeops Ingo and Emmet, it's quite cute and expected. (Ingo letting out all kinds of sounds with little filter and getting embarrassed. Emmet clearly liking the cadence provided by cooing and just doing it to show how much he enjoys the gentle touches and help.) But for other bird hybrids, it must sound so funny.
Honchkrow Cyrus does it and then goes wide eyes and now Has To Go. He cannot handle the fact that he made such a sound, even unconsciously. It simply should not come from someone like him. (You have to pretend you don't hear them to get him to return.)
Staraptor Larry simply has no idea how to feel. It leaves him, and it startles him. His wings spread out from the surprise. Then, he realises what it was and calms down. The preening continues uninterrupted further more. He just lets out occasionally coos, unbothered.
Togekiss Volo lets out a coo and hates it. His pride in his heritage gets drowned out by how this human could reduce him to such sounds. He does not stop you, however. Wing upkeep is important to him, so it must go on. He just tries to fight against the urge to coo. (Though, perhaps, after everything is said and done timeline wise, he accepts begrudgingly. Of course, Arceus's chosen could preen his wing well enough to make him coo. That makes sense.)
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*As in, has to lay down and cannot focus, not actually perish.
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Warden Ingo gets back to Hisui and has to go to the dentist/get surgery because heaven knows this man has not been looking after himself very well.
Cue you and Emmet looking after a very doped up warden who barely even recognizes what’s happening.
Having to stop him from trying to get up and being too rough on his stitches... You walk a few times to find Emmet holding him in a restraining hug while they argue about whether he should go for a nature walk in this condition. (Ingo will accidentally tear one and need to go back to the hospital to everyone's worry. Poor guy misses the mountains.)
He also thinks he's back in Hisui at one point and keeps asking where his clan outfit is. Neither of you knows, but he starts crying about Emmet and you having been forced into Hisui. He has to be hugged and reassured that he's in the 21st century again. He is still terribly worried that you two will somehow end up there without him.
And... he saw a picture of him and Emmet as Depot Agents standing in front of the brown line. He started sobbing so loudly that you were terrified his stitches broke again. Instead, he has his Haxorus rubbing his back while he weeps over a photo album. You think he's just become nostalgic, but he breaks down that he missed trains so much. His laments are listened to you while babbles on about how many innovations he must have missed while in Hisui.
You and Emmet both nearly had heart attacks when Ingo temporarily did not recognise you both. His amnesic state was a depressing thing to deal with, but it suddenly returning was much worse. He then argued that Emmet needed to give him back his face because he stole it. It was then that you both realised this was something else. Emmet then joked about them, not knowing who was the original zygote. Ingo took offence at that greatly and said it was clearly him.
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Ingo asking you to please stop bringing your alien friend to the subway station. It doesn't matter how many times you say he's just there for emotional support, Deoxys is banned from participating on the battle line.
Emmet tries to fight him, but hand to tentacle hand, so it doesn't enter the actual battle line.
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"Ingo, can I stick my hands in your flame?"
"Dearest?!"
"It's cold."
"It may be, but as controlled as the temperature of my flames are, I still don't recommend that!"
"Please?"
"Absolutely not!"
You try to reach up where his flame wisps above his head.
"H-hey! Stop trying that!"
"Warm..."
"Just cuddle with me, dearest! There is no need for drastic measures..."
"Fiine."
And that is how you trick your workaholic ghost boyfriend into cuddling.
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