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souenkun · 4 months

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💥 Pokémon Gameverse Fanfic Recs 2023 💥

Hello! 🥺✨️ I'm pretty new in loving the amazing Pokémon trainers that the official games created, so I thought I'd compile all of my favorite fanfics of them that I've read last year. Here are some notes to read before you start scrolling:

There is almost 80 fanfics that I listed here, if I counted correctly! They're divided into 3 big categories (which are Ships, Gen, and Character Study Fics), and each pairing that I listed follow the same way that AO3 writes theirs ("/" for romantic pairs and "&" for platonic pairs).

Trigger Warnings aren't listed here, so please check the Additional Tags section and/or the Author's Note to do so.

There are a few Explicit (E)-rated fanfics here, so please tread carefully.

Most fanfics are about trainers from the Kanto, Johto, Alola, Galar, and Hisui regions.

Lastly, please show the authors some love by leaving kudos and comments! They've poured a lot of effort and love for these fanfics that will blow your mind 💗✨️

The list is below the cut! Please enjoy these amazing fics as a way to start your new year 🥂💫

Category A: Ships

Truerivalshipping (Raihan/Leon):

dream in my soul, and i won't let it go by notavodkashot

i've battled hard with the face in the mirror by notavodkashot

the sea between us (and the storms we bring) by bukkunkun

against all odds (no matter what) by bukkunkun

namelessshipping (Red/Blue Oak):

return again by bukkunkun

Peaks and Valleys by clefairytea

Red's Halfway House for Troubled Trainers by clefairytea

Your love has come home (And so has your worst enemy) by clefairytea

What's Yours is Mine by lemonjelloarts

the vastness is bearable by synchronicities

the earth badge by littleroot

Supersonic by apockalypsis

Halcyon by Skylark

Huntershipping (Ethan/Silver):

Mistakes Were Made by deamsgirl

Rivalzoned by deamsgirl

kinda like fireworks by ghostscribe

Alloy by untilitbreaks

Sacredshipping (Morty/Eusine):

A New Kind of Future by Skylark

Let the wind rush crowned with foam by vaguada (orphan_account)

Darkunclesshipping (Grimsley/Nanu):

from the dark, will come a light by notavodkashot

beloved by bukkunkun

Dangerous Territory by Orcinus_the_Orca

Perfectworldshipping (Lysandre/Sycamore):

convalescence by bukkunkun

the hope that mattered by bukkunkun

Launchshipping (Archer/Proton):

Garbage Disposal by orphan_account

Recuperations by orphan_account

Fleeting by orphan_account

The Wishes of Archer and Proton by anewdayscoming

Oceanflowershipping (Moon/Lillie):

coming of age by eggtimer

i can't keep going on like this (but i can't stop either) by rosesscythes

Cuteboneshipping (Hau/Gladion):

Brightest Sky by dreamcp

Solace by The Results are Iridescent (flyingllamas)

Miscellaneous Ships:

No Fangs by TheIllusiveMantis (Hardenshipping - Archie/Maxie)

sprinkles and magazines by cocoacandy (Ignitionshipping - Volkner/Flint)

Pricks Like a Bramble by magnetism (Kabu/Peony)

Oversights by Silky_John (Lt. Surge/Koga)

A study in temperature by orphan_account (Lt. Surge/Koga)

leave it to the land (this is what it knows) by synchronicities (Clanleadershipping - Adaman/Irida)

Category B: Gen Fics (Based on Regions)

Kanto:

Feelin' Blue? by orphan_account (Lance & Blue Oak)

Red Herring by orphan_account (Lance & Red)

Bolt From the Blue by orphan_account (Lance & Blue Oak)

Johto:

Teacher, Preacher by mochawhip (Silver & Archer, Archer & Rocket Executives)

Arctic by mochawhip (Silver & Archer, Silver & Giovanni)

Still Breathing by anewdayscoming (Rocket Executives)

planting seeds in a garden you may never get to see by synchronicities (Ethan & Lyra & Silver, Red/Blue Oak)

Half a Revolution by herohelio (Silver & N)

Lance & Silver (I literally had to put a separate category for them here because of how much fanfic I read of them as a found family 😭🤚):

head smash by aeroblast

you know the rest by heart by nevermore_evermore

how do we make this heart (beat on and on) by nevermore_evermore

Silver has an awful time by anewdayscoming

lesson number one: never trust anybody by SakanaKana

when feeling burnt out from grinding on the main quest, try: harder (an ultimate gamer move advice from the best in Blackthorn Clan, Clair Blackthorn) by SakanaKana

Dragon Support by StratusCloudSurfer

pain split by aeroblast

dizzy punch by aeroblast

Hoenn:

on belonging by johnchurch (May & Archie & Maxie, Archie/Maxie)

Fearless by RageCandyBar (May & Norman)

Sinnoh:

maybe the real fire-types were the friends we made along the way by HopeStoryteller (Volkner & Flint)

mourning what cant be saved by miafey (Cynthia & Dawn, Volo & Dawn)

Alola:

until we meet again (Gladion & Lillie, Hau & Gladion) by synchronicities

Silver Bird by Saphruikan (Gladion & Silvally)

Fundamentals of Silvally by cteranodon (Gladion & Silvally)

Hisui:

Tag-Along by capitalj (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

now the sun appears by sojourner (findingkairos) (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

Converging Tracks [Series] by StellarCoachman (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

End of Line by coolcrocs (Subway Masters)

Let’s Get You Back to Her by WaywardStation (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

Dear Nimbasa Times: Please Stop Spreading Rumors About My Brother's Body Being Hidden In The Subway Tunnels Unless You'd Like To Start Paying For My Therapy. Love, Emmet by TrashfireRadiowaves (Subway Masters)

Diverge, Converge by Level99Eevee (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

the only way to be sure of catching a train is to miss the one before it by dittolicous (Ingo & Akari, Subway Masters)

Given Some Time (And Maybe Space) by EVTrainingUniversity (Gaeric & Irida)

Fate Is Written In Stone by EVTrainingUniversity (Hisui Wardens)

Heights of the Tundra by EVTrainingUniversity (Gaeric & Sabi)

Category C: Character Studies

(i know) you're out there somewhere waiting by notavodkashot (Raihan)

these chains will not hold me down, they'll break and fall to the ground by notavodkashot (Piers)

Clever Girl by HopeStoryteller (Kabu)

Fidelity by Skylark (Silver & Crobat)

Alpha Beta by mochawhip (Silver & Giovanni, Silver & Rocket Executives)

1 by Silky_John (Blue Oak)

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echoeternally · 7 days

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Hey, just wanted to say that I really love Bluebells are Forever and Melting Gelid Roses! I found both of them by accident years ago and would every-so often come back to check your progress. (I’m currently writing this in the middle of my 3-4th reread).

I just wanted to say thank you, you gave a lot of hope to a young gay man when he didn’t have any. So, thank you.

Hi there! Thank you very much for writing in to me!

It's delightful to learn that you stumbled across the fanfics by accident. Part of me wonders how often that happens to my readers and I haven't a clue. Very fun to consider though!

Anyway, I'm happy to hear that you enjoyed both BAF and MGR so much. Those were two very enjoyable fanfics to write and helped me expand my skills in world-building. For Pokemon fanfics, they became something very enjoyable to create, and the audience interactions were something that I don't think I can recapture with any other piece of work that I've done or perhaps ever will do.

The stories themselves feel enchanting to work on, and I love the amount that I was able to research when I was younger. I think that, because the world itself had to be built up with outside references from the franchise, that gave more creative freedoms than I had worked with previously.

Also, making many couples as gay as I wanted was great fun, lol. But, I think there was a sense of wholeness to their characterizations too, and that made their journeys more compelling for readers to follow. Plus, since the leads are gay, that allows readers to relate to them better than they're given the opportunity to do so normally.

At any rate, I've rambled enough. You're welcome for the stories, and I'm honored to hear that they gave you hope when you faced bleakness in life. I do hope that things have turned around for you, and that there are many more beautiful things in the world that can inspire hope, joy, love, and wonder in your life.

If there are now, and you're doing better, that's delightful to know, and I hope it continues to progress along nicely! But, if not, then I do want you to know that there are going to be moments that will feel overwhelming and awful, and I want you to keep in mind that they are just that: moments. Life is full of ups and downs, and that mostly remains out of our control.

However, those downs will not last, and as long as you remember to find even just the smallest joys from the ups, those are worth it. I've been to dark places before myself, but, I've come to learn as I grow that they are not permanent. Some can even teach us and help make us stronger; you don't realize the challenges you can face until you're coming out from the other side of them.

So, I wish good luck and well wishes to you, and hope that your days are better more often than not. Again, it was a pleasure to hear that my stories were able to bring a little light to your life, and that kind of response warms my heart more than you realize.

Hope you enjoy your latest re-read! And I'd like to imagine that I'll update the 3rd story this year for the series' tenth anniversary come December, but, we'll see about that. But that's neither here nor there as much; I hope you have a wonderful day/week, and please take care as well! All the best!

#askecho #darwintm #bluebells are forever #melting gelid roses #fading wind violets #pokemon fanfics #feedback #such kindness #thank you

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octo-artist · 15 days

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Congrats you played yourself patriot idiot. You took the bait and now you’re blocked permanently.

Anon will be turned back on now that this bad apple is gone I apologize for the decent folks who had to wait for this shit to be over. Love y’all and I’ll let y’all know when the next chapter of calm before the Inkstorm is started, I need to finish the next chapter of pokerehab first so the fans don’t think I abandoned it.

#pokemon #splatoon 2 #splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon fanfiction #x reader fanfic #pokemon fanfics

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emilythedog661 · 3 months

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The next part of my amourshipping fic is up

introducing a shiny tyrunt 😁

#amourshipping #ash x serena #pokemon #pokemon anime #fanfic #pokemon fanfics #amourshipping fanfic #pokemom fanfic #ao3 link

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potahun · 2 years

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Chapter 5 is up! I had so much fun with this part.

And that is a wrap for what is informally Part I :’) !!

Title: Fighting hubris and the stars

Chapters: multi-chaptered (12 in total)

Verse: Canon PokéAni Verse

Relationships: Incombustibleshipping (Daigo/Alan); platonic Marissonshipping (Alan/Manon); ambiguous Originshipping (Mikuri/Daigo)

Summary: Alan loses in the Pokémon World Championships, gets propositioned and embarks on a group mission to pre-empt the end of the world...or so he thinks. If only things were that simple.

Rating is M, but nothing really graphic is in the works.

If you read it, I hope you can enjoy it!

#incombustibleshipping #steven stone #trainer alain #trainer mairin #pokemon #pokeani #tsme #the strongest mega evolution #gym leader wallace #mikuri #wallace #champion lance #pokemon journeys #pokemon fanfics #daiala #alain #manon

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aialaau · 3 months

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MORE FICS!

Thanks to @xxtc-96xx and their Mew and Mewtwo series for this

#demon slayer #pokemon #mewtwo #babytwo #fanfic

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critterbitter · 5 months

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I'm wheezing over Ingo and Litwick's dynamic jgjbjjxjsjwkfiisiq and TYNAMO FITTING INTO EMMET'S SCARF IS SOOO CUTE!! Love how you draw the little sbubby bois, their conductor themed outfits are soo freaking cute!!!

I have so many thoughts when it comes to them it’s insane. Glad you like the characterizations!

Here’s a quick one shot under the cut, as a treat for making it this far.

Emmet finds Tynamo three months before Ingo meets Litwick. Ingo has some thoughts.

Ingo and Emmet are part of a pair.

If Emmet is the fuck around and find out, then Ingo’s been relegated amused damage control. This has always been the case, right up until Emmet found tynamo. Then suddenly, it’s “wow emmet, you’re so responsible!” “Golly gee Emmet, what do you mean you don’t want to go exploring the cave systems after dark?” “Gee whizz, what do you mean curfew for your eel puppy?” “Why in Reshiram do you get to have a whole pokemon three months before we agreed to get starters, and i don’t?”

Ingo doesn’t say the last part. He’s a bitter world-weary twelve year old languishing about the unfairness of the pokestray distribution system, but he also loves his brother. Emmet found an injured tynamo in chargestone cave and decided to help— tynamo decided to stay. It’s every child’s film plot. Ingo being a grouchy gengar makes him objectively a terrible friend.

Oh dragons, is Ingo a bad brother?

“Ingo!”

Speak of the cold, and he shall enter. Ingo swings his whole body around to better brace for the flying tackle.

“Emmet!”

“I am emmet! You are sulking.”

Ingo clicks his mouth closed and tries not to sulk harder. He fails.

“You are not being verrrry convincing, brother dearest.”

“I do not have any idea what you are going on about,” Ingo’s traitorous mouth blurts. “Be convinced I love you and am not planning dastardly plots.”

Do not think about getting a ground typed starter. Do not think about getting a ground typed starter.

Emmet shoots him a judgemental look from under the brim of his hat. Ingo glowers back, and slowly starts leaning forward, smooshing Emmet under his weight.

“Ttttell me why you look like a crushed joltik.”

“Keep this up and you are going to be the crushed joltik.”

Anyways, Emmet is becoming more bold by the day and even actively discussing electric types with the new girl in elementary prep, Elesa. Ingo thinks she’s cool, but she flinched when he blurted a once again too loud greeting so he’s… letting that cool off. They definitely don’t have anything to talk about beyond pokemon, and Emmet and her already have pokemon. Ingo feels a bit left out.

Caught in the ennui of not having a blitzle or tynamo, Ingo slips as Emmet rolls out from under him. The two go down in an ungraceful tangle of limbs.

“Tell. Me. What’s. Wrong.” Emmet gently slaps Ingo’s face like a ripe oran berry. “You want to tell me sooo badly. Ooh.”

“Emmet- aurgh. Gerroff’”

“I don’t speak denial.”

Ingo gives up. His entire body deflates. Emmet, not expecting the sudden loss of spinal infrastructure, slides sideways and knees Ingo’s lungs.

Ingo wheezes. “I’m sulking because you were crushing my spine.”

“Tell me the truth.”

Uh oh. Ingo studies Emmet’s face. It’s the same one he looks into the mirror with, but marred with concern and self consciousness. Ingo made Emmet worry. He’s not just a bad twin. He’s the worst.

“You are Emmet.”

“I am Emmet.”

“You have Tynamo.”

“Tynamo’s charging at home.”

Smart ass! Emmet knows what Ingo means. And by Emmet’s smug grin, Emmet knows too.

Ingo struggles to explain that Emmet has Tynamo, and Elesa, and… that’s only two other individuals. He is truly the worst twin in all the land. Emmet gets two new friends and Ingo’s being an infant about it.

One day, Ingo will have his own pokemon partner and team— but right now, Ingo only gets to have Emmet.

Ingo feels this is an unfair trade equivalent, but he does not want to say it in a way that sounds rude, so he stalls.

Emmet has no such prefunctures. He squints at Ingo, who avoids eye contact and squirms. “You are… jealous?” He tilts his head in visible confusion. “What?”

Ingo covers his face with his hands, defeated.

“You arrrre jealous!” Emmet cries, bewildered. “Why??”

Ingo lets out an unintelligible wheeze. Emmet remembers he still has a knee on Ingo’s chest, and hastily sits back.

“I don’t want to be jealous,” Ingo finally bursts. “I am very happy for you Emmet! You and Tynamo are a winning combination!” His voice cracks embarrassingly. Emmet doesn’t flinch at the volume, even muffled under Ingo’s palms. “I don’t want to be a bad brother being jealous.”

“You aren’t a bad brother, Ingo.”

“I am. I am angry that you found your starter and I haven’t. I’m sad I interrupted your schedule with my inane demands. I have made you feel like you did something wrong. I apologize.”

Peeking between Ingo’s fingers, Emmet’s face falls. Ingo wants to be struck by a giga impact rather than face this. He would rather be a dusty imprint. Where is Uncle Drayden’s Haxorous when you need her?

“Ingo, Ingo listen to me.” Emmet’s hands dart forward to settle Ingo’s shoulders. The pressure is grounding. Real. This is where Emmet tells Ingo he’s being stupid.

He hears Emmet exhale.

“I’m sorry.”

Wait, that doesn’t sound right. “Pardon?”

“I wanted to train Tynamo as my conductor, and I left our two-car train unmaintained.”

“Pardon??”

Emmet looks uncomfortable and sad. It makes Ingo uncomfortable and sad. “Yesterday night. When you wanted to go to the caves. For our weekly charting. I said I’d rather help Tynamo.”

Oh. Yeah, Ingo remembers that. It had stung. “You are not obligated to say yes,” he protests. “In fact, you should say no more. You always say yes.”

“Yes.”

“What did I just say.”

“No. You’re my brother. I left you out.”

Ingo slowly puts down his hands. His face still feels warm, but he feels less scared. Now he just feels embarrassed. He can’t help but let out a meek plea slip. “Don’t go where I can’t follow, Emmet. Please.”

“I would never! We are going on our pokemon journey together, yep yep. You, me, tynamo, and whoever your starter will be!”

The two sit there on the side of the dirt road. Emmet’s declaration sounds like a dangerous promise. Ingo realizes at that moment he would do anything for his brother, who’s his best friend and confidant and world, starter or no starter. He opens his mouth to tell Emmet that.

“Wwwwwait. You are trying to go back to the caves. Ingo! Are you trying to find a starter by yourself!?”

Never mind. Emmet’s gone for his soft underbelly, and Ingo’s in pain. “Emphasis on trying,” he mutters instead. The joltik are not interested in him. The local tynamo swarm fled. A curious drilbur had sniffed him once, turned up its nose, and then trundled into the wall.

“…ah.”

Nothing had felt right for Ingo— too scared, too judgemental, or too uninterested. He’s starting to accept that maybe none of the pokemon in this town area match his truth or ideals.

Emmet was quiet for a long time. He had his thinking face on, so Ingo did not interrupt. He took the time instead to look up at the sky, watching the giant puff of clouds drift by. A plume of swabloo lazily inches their way across the horizon.

A shadow falls over Ingo. Emmet dusts himself off, and helps drag his twin to his feet. The two sway, clasping hands.

“We’ll ask Uncle Drayden,” Emmet decides, and Ingo is enthralled by the sheer truth of that statement. “He’ll let us use the subway! And you can look elsewhere, for a starter who is ideal for you. Wwwwith me and Tynamo, instead of by yourself.”

“Truly?” Uncle Drayden is a scary man.

Emmet nods. It’s easy to talk to Emmet— he just says words that Ingo would spend hours ruminating on. “I am verrrry persuasive.”

“You mean staring at him from the corner until he cracks?”

“Brother, you know me so well!”

Ingo cant help but laugh. He still feels guilty and bad for feeling envious, but a world with emmet by his side is significantly less hostile. Emmet’s hand is warm in his.“Thank you!” He cheers, startling himself with his volume. “Bravo,” he tried in a quieter tone.

“Bravo!!” Emmet replies, pointedly louder. Ingo squawks as Emmet pulls him off balance. “You are my brother! We’re going to find you a starter!”

Ingo tugs back just as fiercely. “Bravo!! We are going to harass Uncle Drayden into letting us board the train!”

Emmet leans with his whole body, dragging Ingo into the fulcrum of his centrifuge. “BRAVO! YOU ARE GOING TO HELP ME WITH TYNAMO’S TRAINING!”

Ingo digs his heels in, and then stumbles. “BRAVO, I, what?”

Emmet looked distinctly patrat-esque. “We’re in this together, Ingo. No backing out now.”

Ingo thought about it long and hard. He gets to see his brother get electrocuted. But he will, also, most likely, get electrocuted.

(Tynamo is Emmet’s starter. But maybe, it can also be Ingo’s friend.)

But brother say brother do, and Ingo’s probably obligated to run damage control if Emmet decides to, say, shove a fork into an outlet for Tynamo to snack on.

(Emmet fucks around. Ingo finds out. Even two steps apart with new people between, this is the way of their world.)

“Alright,” he crumbles. When they step this time, they step in sync. “We do this. Together.” (Enjoy this? Here's the link to the rest of my rat crimes.)

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mynamesaplant · 3 months

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Forgiveness is Electric

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Just a little short story about @critterbitter's hc of Emmet, Ingo, and Elesa. This is between the Volume Control and Volume Control (Reprise). Just a tiny change, Emmet caught Tynamo bc I sort of forgot when he did... My bad. Please go take a look at Critter's work, it is beautiful in every sense of the word.

I lied about posting to AO3 last time with Yearning for Wood Floors, but I will update that soon along with this one.

Enjoy!~

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“I do not think she will like those.”

“Who doesn’t love sweets?”

Ingo argued, plucking a box of Snom-Caps and turning it over and over in his hands. He contemplated the choices of candy in the aisle, the teenage clerk puffing their long, purple-streaked hair from their eyes behind the counter as the two children agonized over their decision. The clerk, Dakota, saw Ingo and Emmet in here all the time, the former had something of a sweet tooth and the latter… Well, whatever the opposite of a sweet tooth was, that was Emmet. The kid just loved sour things.

It wasn’t unusual to see them, but it didn’t usually take this long for them to make their selection. They had been there for nearly fifteen minutes, painstakingly reading each and every label and discussing them in hushed undertones. That was unusual by itself. Ingo was not known for his volume control.

Although unusual, they weren’t worried about them doing anything shady like stealing or being careless and knock things off the shelf. Might as well let them go about their business. To pass the time, they watched the fretful newly acquired Tynamo circle around them faster and faster until Emmet snatched the Pokémon deftly from the air and soothingly stroked its back.

“I am Emmet. We do not know what she likes.”

“We must do something! I just feel so dreadful.”

Emmet could see Ingo working himself up over this, just as he had a few hours ago, and Emmet placed a reassuring hand on his brother’s arm. His smile and eyes softened as his twin turned to him, Ingo’s eyes glittering with emotion and whatever proclamation dying on the back of his tongue.

He hadn’t meant it. He really hadn’t. He always got too loud when he was excited.

It had just backfired on him horribly.

Ingo cringed even now as he remembered the tears in her eyes, her hands slapped over her ears, and eyes huge with confusion and pain. She had run off before he could even apologize, and that knowledge was eating him alive all day.

Candy wouldn’t fix this. In his heart of hearts, he knew that, and maybe he had come here to grab himself some of his favorite snacks to ease the pain of losing a potential friend.

It was hard for them to understand others. Emmet and Ingo were so in-sync with each other that everyone seemed to be moving so much slower by comparison. It was like playing charades with someone who was underwater, the twins made perfect sense to one another, but it was unclear to everyone else.

This was not new to them, but it didn’t make it any less frustrating.

With their moms being busy with work and their uncle who didn’t have much interest with them most times, Emmet and Ingo came to rely on each other almost exclusively. Drayden would give them a little bit of pocket change, but never much. They had to be ultraconservative with what he gave them and had taken it upon themselves to run around Anville Town to take little odd jobs.

Leaves to rake? Oran berries to pick? Snow to shovel?

Emmet and Ingo did it all and saved what they could. They barely scraped together the money to purchase the Pokéballs needed to catch Tynamo and for additional balls to try and catch Ingo a starter.

Even though they knew everyone, they weren’t really close to anyone in town.

That could have been different if Ingo hadn’t ruined everything!

“Perhaps sweets are not the solution…”

Ingo finally admitted, setting the box down and rising to his feet. Readjusting his cap on his head and dusting off his knees to unconsciously tidy his appearance, Ingo’s frown deepened in thought. Even if he and Emmet apologized to her, Miss Elesa would not understand them. Drat! If only he had remembered her hearing aids, he had completely forgotten them tucked behind her black hair.

Emmet watched his face scrunch up, clearly having a long inner dialogue with himself where he alternatively berated himself and told himself that there was no crying over spilled milk. Gray eyes scanning the shelf, he took a bag of sour gummy-Bewear for himself, and chocolate covered pretzels for his brother, before hauling them to the counter where Dakota waited.

Tynamo drifted just below his elbow, still quite nervous around new people and often retreating to its ball when too anxious. Emmet’s soft encouragement was the only thing keeping the EleFish out while Dakota rang up both bags.

“Tynamo? Good for you, kiddo. I hear they’re not easy to catch.”

They rested their elbows on the counter, chin resting atop with a kind smile to the quieter twin. Dakota could see him beaming with pride, but he merely nodded, shuffling on the spot while he fished in the pocket of his overalls for some money. His Tynamo, like its trainer, seemed a little bashful at their words, and retreated into its ball.

“200… I think you brother is comatose over there.”

Dakota said not unkindly. Emmet jerked his head to where his brother stood motionless in front of the candy.

“Ingo!”

It was Ingo’s turn to jerk out of his, as Dakota had put it, “comatose state”. He trotted over to his side, staring at the bags of candies with confusion before it all seemed to click into place.

“You did not have to spend your pocket money on me.”

Emmet’s smile softened at the bashful note in his sibling’s voice. He wanted to. Ingo was feeling down, his twin often overthinking problems and burning himself out in the process. Emmet liked to take a step back to listen and reflect on people and conversations. A little break would do Ingo some good, so he insisted on the treats.

“I am Emmet. I wanted to. Yup!”

While Dakota bagged their treats in a small brown paper bag, they couldn’t help but lean over the counter to examine them. Although many people didn’t understand the secret code that the twins exchanged between glances, mouth twitches, and hand movements, Dakota could tell something was awry. Withholding the bag, they leaned over the counter with a faintly curious expression and a light tone.

“You guys alright?”

Unsurprisingly, the two exchanged looks, and a wordless conversation was held between them while Dakota waited. It was Ingo who swiveled his head back to face them, his face knit into a calculating grimace that seemed a little less friendly than usual, but only marginally.

“Yes,” he said slowly, eyes not breaking with the clerk, but they could see him shifting uncomfortably. “Emmet and I are attempting to right a wrong. However, we are encountering several roadblocks.”

There is a pause. Dakota still held the bag just out of reach as they gnawed on their lower lip. This wasn’t really their business, and they weren’t the type to stick their nose in where it didn’t belong… They thought of Drayden, who spent a lot of time in Opelucid and not watching his nephews – he barely spent any time with them.

They’re just kids.

“Do you need some help? It’s my job to help customers in the store y’know.”

Another pause. Another exchange of glances.

“I-” Ingo tries to being, already hard pressed to say anything and even less so when his sibling elbowed him in the ribs and shot him a look. He wouldn’t be allowed to take all the blame. “We upset one of our classmates with our carelessness. We think she was attempting to befriend us, but- uh… there were a few errors on our part.”

“And you’re trying to get candy for her to forgive you?”

“We thought about it, but it grew too complicated. We do not know what candy she likes, but more importantly, we do not think it’s a suitable apology.”

The clerk nodded, tapping the counter in thought as they tried to piece together some genuine advice for the boys.

“I think it’s a nice peace offering, but I think an apology would be better.”

“We broke her hearing aids… Yep…”

Emmet croaked suddenly, shrinking back in shame at the same time that Ingo grabbed the brim of his hat to tug it lower over his eyes.

“Ah,” Dakota hummed, tapping the counter even faster. They meant the new family that moved in from Sinnoh. They remembered their dads talking about the new signs that had to go all over town for the girl’s safety. Dakota couldn’t remember her name. “How did you break them?” They asked, already knowing the answer.

“Volume control.”

Ingo cringed, remembering his uncle’s warning about his naturally loud voice. Inside voice, Drayden had been emphasizing, and Ingo was trying to take those words to heart, but it was difficult. Since Ingo’s face didn’t emote well, he relied on his voice and his movement to articulate his emotions to others. They nod sympathetically.

“You didn’t see them?”

“No…”

The boy was squirming now, his shame and embarrassment with the situation reaching an all-time high. He felt Emmet moving to his side, reassuringly pressing against his arm, and resting his head on his twin’s shoulder. A flood of comfort helped Ingo release a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding.

Behind the counter, the clerk was rummaging through something – although tall for their age, Emmet and Ingo couldn’t see what they were doing. They heaved a box onto the counter, tipping it so the contents spilled out for them to see, and the boys were confused.

“Headphones?”

Emmet leaned forward on his tiptoes to look at the colorful array of boxes that ranged from normal headphones to ones that had Pikachu and Eevee ears topping them.

“Yeah, uh, maybe if she wears these, you’ll remember right away that she has headphones in.”

It was a half-baked idea. In truth, Dakota felt a bit sheepish about it now that the idea was out of their head, but when they looked up, the boys were beaming – well, Emmet beamed. Ingo reminded of them of their friend’s Purrloin in a way they couldn’t quite put their finger on.

“Bravo! What a marvelous suggestion!”

Ingo practically cheered, stepping beside Emmet to look through the headphones. It was probably going to cost them a bit from the tags on the boxes, but it would be worth it. The headphones would immediately remind Ingo that she had hearing aids in so he would be more inclined to get Miss Elesa’s attention in a different fashion, but it also might do the same for others who were unaware of her deafness.

“Sure – er, thank you…” Dakota was looking at the prices now and mentally smacked their forehead. They probably couldn’t afford the headphones. “I’ll-” They hesitate. It almost pained them to say what they were going to next. “I’ll pay for them so you can take them to her now.” The twins’ eyes went wide, both about to protest when Dakota interrupted, “In exchange, you can do a few chores for me at my place. I need to do some yardwork, but it always gives me hay fever. Sound like a deal?”

The answer was easy for them. Dakota told them to pick ones that they thought Miss Elesa would like.

“I think these ones are quite dashing.”

Ingo said, picking up the box with the Pikachu ears. Emmet pursed his lips and shook his head.

“Nope. Too big. Not a gamer girl.”

They continued to rummage through the boxes. They agreed that she must like Electric types. She had a Blitzle as her partner after all.

“I cannot recall, she is from Hoenn, correct?”

Emmet shrugged, unsure himself because they had both been looking through a magazine with an expose on the newest train lines running out of Nimbasa when she had been introduced. That just meant to them that, when the time came, going on their Pokémon journey by rail would be all the easier.

“Not sure.” He looked at the box Ingo had in his hand and his smile broadened, nodding in agreement to his brother’s unasked query. The perfect balance of subtle but stylish. “I am Emmet. Those are perfect.”

Plusle and Minun headphones.

#pokemon #submas #fan fiction #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fic #sorry critter #i started writing about Tynamo before i remembered he probably didn't have it by that point #im just gonna say newly acquired and cross my fingers #tynamo is shy #nobody knows about it #🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞

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messrsbyler · 2 years

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ao3 authors who have no social media are are so mystical. they really be writing and posting some of the most perfectly crafted pieces of media and then disappearing without a trace

#ma'am or sir or folk please give me an username where to find you because i need to become your loyal follower #it's like going from tavern to tavern asking for the tales of the great CoffeeAndWriter from the mythical land of AO3 #but seriously every time i find an amazing fanfiction i'm holding my breath crossing my fingers and scrolling to the ending notes hoping to #find a tumblr username and when there's nothing i go to the profile and then when there's nothing there i know #i found another mythical creature in the fandom to add to the book #at this point i'm collecting them like pokemons specially in st fandom #byler #byler tumblr #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #fandom #writing #fandom things #fandom culture #byler ao3 #stranger things ao3

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muffinlance · 10 months

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EMERGENCY FANFIC PROTOCOLS: ACTIVATED

Hey while AO3 is down

Here is a GDrive link to all my downloaded fics (it's OVER 9,000 2,000)

Mostly Avatar, also The Magnus Archives, Danny Phantom, Teen Wolf, and a few others

Mostly unsorted, some not even intentionally downloaded because the auto-downloader I use is Like That, so consider this a glorified "give me a random fic" button

MAKE SURE TO KUDOS THE AUTHORS WHEN AO3 IS BACK UP

>>> Linkie link <<<

Edit: Note that when AO3 comes back up that link will go dead again... until it's needed, once more

EMERGENCY FANFIC PROTOCOLS: DEACTIVATED

...Until next they are needed

If you were going through these for fic recs, check out my AO3 Bookmarks for the more curated list.

To make your own fanfic backups, I recommend AO3 Downloader or FanFicFare. (I'm not tech support for either; please don't message me for help.)

Happy reading!

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bridoesotherjunk · 9 months

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To any and all fanfic writers

If I see that your fic was written by Ai

I am 100% not reading your fic

Sorry, not sorry.

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souenkun · 2 months

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"choosing this life, again and again" | silver & dad!lance

"What's wrong, Silver?" Lance asked, and in his fried brain, Silver distantly registered that edge in his voice as his Champion tone, oozing thick with command and firmness to efficiently lead two regions. If it was suffocating to stand alone in this room before, he now felt weirdly broken under his father's curious, appraising stare. There was no time and place for him to crack now, especially on such a victorious day where his all of his hard work catapulted him to a new status, but it was there and it was real, that overwhelming dissonance punching a hole in his gnawing heart when sadness tinged his father's gray eyes. They both knew then, of what the actual problem was. "It's the tie, isn't it?"

Or: After all the hardships that Silver endured and the glorious victory that bloomed from it, his coronation to be Pasio's newest Neo Champion was halted by a simple reason that haunted him from the past— he has no clue on how to tie a necktie with no one ever teaching him.

Now, Silver has Lance to help with that when there was no one like that in his past.

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waywardstation · 1 year

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Seeing Lady Sneasler expressing affection, and their caretaker making various sounds they recognized as happiness, the other sneaslets stopped squabbling. Instead, they collectively started trying to lick Ingo’s face as well, eager to copy their mother. Even Powder joined in, peaking over the side of his coat collar to enthusiastically lick his cheek.

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An illustration for the sixth chapter of my fic, Heart Full, Bowl Empty

#submas #Ingo #warden Ingo #sneasler #lady sneasler #sneasel #Hisuian sneasel #Pokémon legends arceus #Pokémon legends #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon legends #pokemon #pokemon fanfic #pokemon fanfiction #illustrated fic #ref for fic #waywardstationart

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octo-artist · 2 years

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Pokémon masterlist

Pokérehab: N x Reader x ?

Prologue

Volo

Ingo+emmet

Melli

Iridia (platonic)

Child Trio (platonic)

Palina+Iscan (Platonic)

Gaeric

Adaman

Laventon+Cyllene(platonic)

Oneshots

Leon X Reader: Flower Braids (fluff)

Leon X fem! Reader: First time (smut)

Fake region (mainly art based but also any ask responses as well)

Starters

Spectreon

Skelepard

Legendaries

Ascended Dreadmare

#masterlist #pokemon #fakemon artist #fakemon region #pokemon fanfics

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shannadreamgoddess · 3 months

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I Helped Launch a PMD Fanfiction Website!

So you might've seen in my recent fic updates but there's a new Website specifically for PMD Fanfiction! And I totally helped make it! It's run and operated by members of the PMD Fic Writing community and they've all been hard at work updating and keeping the place running! We got a few fics on there already, so we'd love it if you gave it a try!

It's got:

Built-in Text to Speech reading!

Color/Saturation/Font adjust sliders!

The ability to tag paragraphs as sensitive so readers can hide them!

Pretty Splash pages!

Image and Music hosting!

An AO3 Chapter HTML Converter tool for quickly porting your own stories! (There's steps for using it with FFN stories, too!)

Robust bookmarks and a 'read later' button that adds a story to your 'bookshelf' for later!

Super fancy commenting / review tools!

#pmd #fanfiction #website #pokemon mystery dungeon #pmd fanfic #PMDFF

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proxycrit · 3 months

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Elesa climbs to celestial tower to ring the bell. Emmet, stuck in between the distortion world, finds his way home.

Part 1/ Part 2

The conductor falls, down, down, down.

“What’s my name?” He calls to the abyss in terror (what is terror?)

He’s a singular being, right? (That’s not right. He’s one of a pair.)

The abyss gazes back. It has no answers to give, in its multitude.

Not to someone that’s so, so alone.

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Somewhere else, one Elesa of Nimbasa rings the Celestial Tower’s Bell, over and over. Her companion, Chandelure, keeps watch.

Nothing happens.

Elesa’s stomach sinks. The reverberations of Celestial Tower’s brass bell mocks her in its echo. The vibrations of it’s distortion only makes the tears she tries to hold at bay worse.

In the blur of her failure, she sees chandelure’s flames suddenly die. Part of her panics.

The rest of her is apathetic and numb.

What’s the point? It didn’t work. Elesa closes her eyes. Tries to swallow, and fails. She’s so tired. She’s so, so tired. The deal with Azelf, the media storm she’s weathered, the constraints of her job, the almost loss of chandelure-

Emmet has been gone for three months. Ingo has been gone even longer.

They have gone where she can’t follow.

Elesa, the ghost whispers in her head. Elesa shakes her head in denial. She doesn’t want to plan right now. She wants to curl into herself, and disappear, just for a bit.

Elesa!

“I can’t do this,” she croaks. The sob in the back of her throat bubbles outwards. She wants Zebrstika. She wants Skyla. She wants her friends.

The paliphet Azelf forced her forward. It permeates her thoughts, drowning out logical thought.

(Too much willpower, and it will become an obsession, Azelf had warned her once in Ingo’s voice. And then, in Emmet’s voice: And when you fail, it willll break you. And finally, in her own voice: you will not have a choice but to move forward, with this curse.

I accept, elesa and told it back in the lake.)

I’m so tired, Elesa thinks now, two months later.

But she keeps moving forward. The bell rings again as Elesa strikes it, with all the hurt and rage and longing forced by her own hand into her soul-

-And that’s when chandelure screams, and there is a terrible rolling crack, and Elesa feels the sudden lurch in her gut as she looks up, her apathy torn into shreds as-

The sky tears open in a fractal wave.

Elesa gapes.

She can not comprehend the sudden black webbing across the sky. In the distance, sirens suddenly start wailing as people stop to perceive the impossible.

But Elesa does not care, because in that moment, the wrench in her gut is so great she almost staggers off the platform. Chandelure is by her side in an instant, her glass body a warm comfort to the sudden chill, because-

Something white is falling.

Elesa’s doesn’t know what she yells. But the tug in her chest feels like the beat of a drum, and she is helpless to the melody that calls for action.

Azelf’s blessed takes a leaping step forward, off the building. Chandelure lets out a panicked chime and the warmth of psychic cradles Elesa as she reaches out, arms outstretched, falling and flying and-

And Emmet, sparking with white electricity, reaches back.

NOTES:

AU’s Salvaging the Ship of Theseus! Everybody has a Bad Time. (Emmet and Eelektross go to Hisui and learn about the joys of the distortion world. Elesa hunts legends and makes bad deals. Ingo babysits some sneaslets.)

Backstory and explanation:

Prior this scene, Emmet was travelling Hisui with Eelektross before he falls through a mirror and becomes lost in the distortion world for a month. Elesa and Chandelure, meanwhile, refuse to give up on their remaining friend. (Ingo’s fine! He’s in Hisui right now trying to get fired so he can go searching for his memories. Eelektross is… less fine. We will Worry about That Later.)

Disclaimers: Everything’s a work in progress and subject to change!

Part 2!

#submas #submas au #salvaging the ship of theseus #(gives you a drabble)#this fucking scene…. living in my head… HARASSING ME UNTIL I WRITE AND DRAW IT.#BEGONE FOUL DEMONS #emmet #elesa #chandelure #pokemon #pokemon au #hope this haunts you as much as it haunts me #critdraws #critterbitter screams into the void #submas angst #submas fanfiction #fanfic #Spotify

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