#all my homies hate kamado

[nebsisdead]

DAY 3 OF REWRITING DEMON SLAYER

Zenitsu is gone. I couldn't find a way to make his character good or even worthwhile so he's gone.

I'm just gonna use Asuhina as a replacement.

I don't enjoy erasing the main cast but Zenitsu is insufferable. Give me a break here.

Tanjiro has a lot more personality. He's less of a cardboard cut out now. He gets angry at points and isn't just all smiles all the time.

One of the biggest changes is that Nezuk8 can now talk.

She still can't come out in daylight so she is in the box. But sometimes she will put on a sunhat with alot of blockage and get around that way.

I've pretty much overhauled the entire breathing system. There's alot of bullshit i have to fix.

And I somehow have to fix the abysmal timeline and how NOBODY MENTIONS WORLD WAR FUCKING ONE!?!?!

I got alot of work to do

[zephyrrhiesfyrian]

You know, I kinda find it funny that Volo was the one to teach the player about the backstab method for catching/battling Pokemon. Like the dude's already unsettling, but, you know.

I imagine he was kinda supposed to be a surprise bad guy, but at the same time... Way to make it obvious, game. lmao.

Especially with Team Galactic being the good guys. For the most part. I still don't like Commander Kamado. >:(

I didn't trust Volo the second he did his finger-wagging thing. Like dude, you are TOO CLOSE to my personal space and you are TOO NICE to be genuine. Do not touch me.

Probably would've trusted him even less if I'd played any other Pokémon games/been in the fandom and recognized that he's just genderbent Cynthia XD

AND YEAH, FUCK COMMANDER KAMADO, ALL MY HOMIES HATE COMMANDER KAMADO

just got to the part in my second playthrough where he fucking TOSSES THE PROTAG ACROSS THE ROOM. Like SIR, that is a CHILD???? Somebody needs to punch this man istg

[pokemenlovingmen]

Okay!! I was able to counter act the links being funky in my app by opening your blog in my mobile browser!!!! so I was able to read your rules n stuff so now I can finally request (yusss!!! also, I saw the "ingo,,, again" under the PLA characters you write for and it made me think "ingo 2,,, electric boogaloo" heheheh. also yeah fuck kamado, all my homies hate kamado)

okay, could I please request a lil drabble (if you only do hc's thats fine of course! I just couldnt find it clearly if you only do hc's) of Adaman taking care of a reader who is on bed rest and healing? the exact stuff of how and what is up to you, for me its more so the comfort and caring side, not so much the angst side (so like, nothing thats like "omg reader was near death" pls?). gender of the reader I dont mind, just do what youre most comfortable with and yee!! thank youuuu

Hi you’ve been such a kind supporter I’m sorry it took me so long to get to you!! And yeah. Fuck Kamado. That exile would have been my villain origin story if the game gave me more agency, I swear to god.

And conversely, we love Adaman. They put him in pokemas and my quality of life has improved significantly <3

Oh and I’m sorry about the lack of clarity of what I do! I do only HCs, but at the level of detail I can’t stop myself from including, they’re kinda like a weird fusion between drabble and headcanons.

Healing Takes Time — Adaman x M!Reader

💎 — Hisui is a dangerous place and injuries ranging from minor to severe are all too common. So Adaman’s not exactly a stranger to presiding over loved ones on bed rest.

💎 — Doesn’t mean he’s good at it, though.

💎 — Mai reminds him that the slow passage of time is just as important as things that happen in the quick, efficient manner that he prefers as well. It’s not a slight from Mighty Dialga being displeased, it’s just the nature of time. But he can’t just stand around when it comes to your health! Yes, rest takes time, he’s aware, but all this waiting feels the same as doing nothing to him.

💎 — Mai basically has to keep him away from you constantly because he’s always fretting over you, which is definitely sweet of him even if it’s not exactly helpful, but it is funny to watch the cartoonish shenanigans of Mai trying to constantly shoo Adaman away from the medical tent.

💎 — Even if what you’re recovering from isn’t serious, you’d never be able to guess that from how he behaves.

💎 — He essentially becomes your primary nurse and seldom lets you out of his sight if he can help it (thanks to Mai being the reasonable one, he usually can’t).

💎 — Once things calm down though, after the first two or three days when your recovery progress is becoming quite apparent, he’s less frazzled and more willing to leave you be. He just can’t help that impatience winning out, though, sometimes.

💎 — He’ll be there to help you with maintaining yourself while you rest, sitting beside your futon while you recover, brushing your hair so you don’t have to, keeping a fresh cold compress on you at all times if the problem is that you’re sick and feverish, changing your bandages if it’s an injury, all that.

💎 — If you’re okay with it, he’ll also happily bring his Leafeon to see you for some good old fashioned grass-type aromatherapy. I know Leafeon can’t actually learn the move aromatherapy, but it’s clearly made of plants and must have some kind of floral/herbal smell.

💎 — And since we know he is a house husband in the making guy with an interest in cooking, you bet he’ll be bringing you all manner of home-cooked meals.

💎 — He’s so dutiful, oftentimes he doesn’t go back to his own tent for the night and will instead fall asleep on the cold floor next to your futon.

💎 — Adaman is very sure to keep you abreast of all goings-on in the clan, usually nothing much of interest, but he does uncharacteristically bring you all sorts of gossip. It’s not that he likes to gossip, but while you’re bedridden he can’t think of much to entertain you with so this is what he’s settled on. And also he probably would like to vent his multitude of frustrations with Melli specifically because you just know 3/5 instances of drama involve some kind of category 5 Melli moment.

💎 — Once you start to recover and leave your bedridden state, he’s still just as present as he was before.

💎 — If it was an injury he’s always making sure you’re not overexerting yourself, and if it’s something that happened to your legs, he’s volunteering to help you walk around so you don’t put too much pressure on the injury.

💎 — For illness he’ll always be on your case about taking whatever medicines/remedies you were instructed to, because your recovery has already taken ages (to him) already, and he’s not sure he can bear seeing you sick for much longer.

💎 — Regardless of the reason you’re bedridden, he’ll always give you a kiss on the forehead when he enters the tent and before he leaves—though if you’re sick, he musters the self control to wait. Ideally he can keep that up, but he might get a little impatient… oh well. He needs to remind you how much he loves you, and if he ends up getting what you have, he knows you’ll care for him just as dutifully as he did you.

[sleepy-hisui]

DESERVED. FUCK KAMADO. ALL MY HOMIES HATE KAMADO.

[A video is embedded.

Off-screen, there is a thud, and an "Ow... Fu—Frick..." in Hibiya's voice.

On screen, with terrifying speed, and as silent as the grave, his eyes a deep red, is Ren, sucker-punching Kamado in the stomach.

Kamado staggers back, and attempts to grab Ren, which he dodges, and takes the opportunity to tackle Kamado to the ground. "Do I pass your test now?!" He snarls, readying another punch. "Hurt them again and I'll make you suffer—."

Cyllene rushes onscreen, and grabs Ren's arm, just before he could land another blow. "Ren. You've already proven your worth. There is no need to continue this."

Ren hisses at her, not too much unlike a cat, as she drags him off of Kamado.

The video ends there.]

So. We might be in trouble.

[imfluentinfangirlandgay]

Traitors in Our Midst - Ch 6

[SPOILERS FOR POKEMON: LEGENDS ARCEUS AHEAD. DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU DON'T WANT SPOILERS]

Summary: This was the last straw. That damned man had gone too far this time, and everyone knew it. Ingo was pissed. He wasn't going to let this go easily, for Akari's sake or his.

Word Count: 2020 (exact count)

This is all just Kamado hate. Sorry. Personally, I just despise the guy. Nothing personal.

Wyrdeer made it to Jubilife Village first, as Ingo watched from atop his ride. It thundered into the village, scaring away villagers and screeching to a halt quickly. The two dismounted, helping each other. Ingo’s vision was obstructed as the Braviary approached close enough to go into a direct nose-dive. Ingo shouted in surprise, grabbing his hat with one hand and looping an arm around the Pokemon’s neck with the other. He heard yelling to his side. Emmet must be in the same position. The entire ride here, he had noticed Emmet clinging to the large bird as if his life was about to end. It was only then that he remembered that Emmet was scared of heights.

By the time they landed and Ingo had gotten down from his Braviary, commotion had started in the village. The three Nobles sat in the middle of the empty part of the strip, the four riders standing a distance away. (Ingo held up Emmet as his legs adjusted to the ground and stopped wobbling so much.) Rei and Laventon had run up and smothered Dawn, “Akari! We were so worried about you! You just left so suddenly and then we heard that you were banished but Kamado wouldn’t let us leave the village!” Rei said excitedly.

“And then the sky returned to normal yesterday, but the search parties we sent out couldn’t find you, either. Adaman and Irida went out looking for both of you everywhere. Cyllene even left her office to help. We had no idea if you’d…” he trailed off, but the effect of his words were still evident.

“I’m okay, guys, really! And so is Ingo! We figured out the problem and caught them so it’s all okay now!” Dawn motioned to Ingo, who tipped his cap at them. Emmet had managed to catch his footing by now, but still stuck close to Ingo. Emmet tipped his own cap, too, his smile wide. Barry had stayed back by the twins, too.

Laventon cheerily waved at them, not at all concerned about the new people with them. Cyllene emerged from the HQ, Adaman and Irida following her. Upon catching sight of all of them, Adaman and Irida ran forward, passing by Cyllene and approaching the group. “Akari! Ingo! You’re okay!” As they approached, Ingo could see Irida’s face was stained with tears and both of the Clan Leader’s eyes were surrounded by deep circles and sported eye bags. They must not have slept at all since they left two days prior. Ingo immediately felt guilt settle into him at the sight of his Leader, so distraught.

They stopped at Akari first, looking her over intently. Irida’s eyes flashed over to Ingo as he walked forward to meet Akari, the other two behind him in tow. She looked surprised to see his twin next to him and her eyes kept flicking between them. “Are you guys okay? Did you guys solve the rift? We tried looking everywhere, but we couldn’t find you or Sneasler and the Nobles wouldn’t tell us where you were. Volo just disappeared yesterday in the middle of searching and he never came back. We were so worried after the rift left and there was still no sign of you that something horrible had happened.” Irida let the words flow out of her in a rush, Adaman nodding vehemently with her.

“We looked all over Hisui. Where were you guys? And who is with you guys?” Adaman asked curiously.

“This is my friend Barry, he’s been my best friend since I was little, before I came to Hisui. And that’s Ingo’s twin brother, Emmet. After we fixed the rift, they both came through.”

“Hi!”

“I am Emmet!”

“I am glad to see you two in one piece,” Cyllene made her way over to them finally. “After the… events of the other day, things did not go well here. Mass panic took over and Kamado has since locked himself in his office. He has refused to come out since-”

The door busted open, revealing a certain bushy-haired man wearing a gi and a jacket. He looked murderous. Ingo and Akari tensed up, readying themselves to flee if need be. The others all formed a protective ring round them, even the Nobles. Barry cried out, “Professor Rowan?!”

“What is the meaning of this! Simply letting them back into the village, despite the fact that they are still banished! Cyllene, I thought you knew your job better than that. And they brought more outsiders into the village, right into our home! What would possess any of you to allow this!”

“Kamado, the sky is back to normal. The rift is gone. Is that not what you wanted?” Irida asked, shooting him a glare that could kill.

“That may be true, but it could likely come back at any moment. Is it not suspicious that the rift disappeared only after I sent these two away? They likely needed to cover their tracks! They have tricked you into believing they are trustworthy!”

“Kamado, you are being paranoid. Look at them. They look battered and bruised. You are the only one who even remotely thinks that they are to be blamed.”

“And I’m the only one with sense! These two traitors should have been left out there to die in the first place!”

Emmet strode forward. Ingo tried grabbing his collar, but it was difficult to do when Emmet got into these moods. “Emmet, don’t-”

“So you’re the one who threatened to imprison my brother.” He swung his arms wildly at the shoulders, his elbows straight, looking like a toy soldier. “I am Emmet. And I do not like people who hurt my brother.” Kamado reached to his belt, pulling out the first Pokeball he could find-

And then he was on the ground, a very angry Emmet over him, fist still pulled back and ready to strike again. Ingo’s feet were moving, his hand on Emmet’s collar, pulling him back, quite literally dragging him backwards. “Emmet, that’s not very nice.” Everyone’s eyebrows were raised, except Cyllene, of course. “I apologize for his rashness-”

“Oh, don’t! He deserved it,” Adaman smirked. “I’m a little surprised it didn’t happen sooner actually.” Irida nodded, a small grin playing along her lips. Kamado had hopped up, running and grabbing Emmet by the arm, just like how he had to Ingo. He started saying something, but Ingo, again, reacted without thinking. He smacked Kamado in the cheek. Hard. Kamado pulled on Emmet, shouting incoherently about this or that. Boiling-hot rage pumped into Ingo’s veins. He got between them, shoving Kamado back and away from his brother. Then he punched Kamado himself. He felt bone crush under his knuckles, a warm fluid leak out amongst his fingers. He recoiled. The blood felt sticky. He hated the feeling.

Kamado grabbed at his face, his eyes still not showing any sign of backing down. Ingo yanked Emmet away, partly holding him back, partly trying to protect him from Kamado. “You absolute-”

“Commander, I believe that is enough.” Cyllene walked forward, her posture straight as always. “It seems that people are deeming you unfit to lead, as you have made too many rash decisions. Now you are becoming violent. I ask you to step down peacefully as Commander of the Galaxy Team.”

Stunned silence. Then Kamado narrowed his eyes at the woman. “Is this a joke? I founded this team with my own two hands. You cannot simply tell me to step down.” The last two words were snarled, not dissimilar to an angry Purugly.

“I believe, with the display you just showed and the blatant lack of regard you showed for human life, that I can. You threw two perfectly innocent people away, forcing them to survive on their own because you had a vague notion that they may somehow be connected, when there was no evidence to suggest this. And then, even after they fixed the problems that they did not cause, you continued to blame them for everything and threatened to sentence them to prison or a death sentence. That is not something a decent leader would do.” She said all this with a cool expression, her eyes not wavering. “It is because of this I ask that you step down and please exit Jubilife. Do not return.” He stood there, still processing. Then set his jaw, wiping his face. His broken nose stood out painfully obviously against the rest of his skin, blood still dripping.

“No. I will not hear any more of this nonsense. Guards, place them all in custody until we can have a conversation over this.” Nobody moved. Realizing this, Kamado turned around, watching his Security Corps. Not a single one stepped forward. He pulled out a Pokeball. “Fine. I’ll finish this myself.”

The battle did not last long. Dawn and Rei took care of him quickly, knocking down each of his Pokemon in one strike or less. Kamado’s eyes began to show a separate emotion other than anger. Fear.

His team was down. He had no support. Kamado looked around. “You’d really throw away everything for these two foreigners?”

“It is merely a change of hands, Kamado. I believe I am capable of handling your job, considering how much of it I was doing already,” Cyllene quipped. Adaman covered his eyes, shocked. Ingo could see his barely-contained laughter from where he stood. Irida gasped.

“Look, Cyllene, I know I wronged you, and you Warden and Akari, in the past, but-”

“Kamado, please leave Jubilife. Or be removed by force.” Cyllene did not waver.

Kamado came forward, trying to reach her, but Abra quickly teleported him away. “Cyllene, please order your Abra to-”

“I will not order it to do anything. Now, leave.” Kamado shot forward, once again trying to reach someone, anyone. He was quickly nailed in the face with a ball of mud, thrown by Rei.

“Just stop! Leave already!” Rei called out. He readied another ball, but Kamado did not take notice. He reached forward blindly, removing the mud from his eyes. His hands grabbed out at Akari-

Barry kicked him in the shins. Hard. Then again. And again. He kept kicking, but Kamado would not let go of her. She squirmed, trying to get away. “You turned them against me! You’re a Zoroark, I know it!” Braviary and Wyrdeer called out in anger. They did not like this display. Dawn was crying now.

“Stop! It hurts! You’re grabbing too hard!” She struggled to pull away, but to no avail. Ingo came forward and began prying the previous Commander’s fingers off her arm, but it didn’t work. His grip was like iron, stubbornly holding on too tight to her arm. Finally, Samurott popped out of its ball. It slashed out at Kamado’s arm with one of its scimitars, making him flinch ever so slightly. Ingo managed to wrench Dawn away from the man, picking her up and physically carrying her away. Ingo heard a scuffle behind him, but he didn’t turn around. He set Dawn down, examining her arm.

It was already beginning to bruise. Massive, blocky lines across her arms in the exact shape of Kamado’s hand laced around her delicate forearm, clearly painful to the touch. She was holding back tears as he prodded and poked her arm. Ingo was pissed. There was a hand on his shoulder, someone handing him something. Emmet was holding pain medication, yes, that was it. And a bandage. The twins worked on treating Dawn while things kept happening behind them.

By the time she was cleaned up, Kamado was on the ground. He looked worse than they had left him, but Ingo didn’t get much of a good look at him. Almost as soon as he had whirled to see the situation before him, Abra teleported the man away, leaving nothing in his wake. There were several people around who had obviously been working at holding him back (or, in Barry’s case, kicking him). As soon as he was gone, there was silence. Then a sigh of relief. He had gotten what he deserved.

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[salsa-di-pomodoro]

HEY IS ANYONE INTERESTED IN A GOD TIER REUNION FIC I JUST READ?????? WARNING THERE IS A VERY ANGSTY PREMISE BUT ITS HANDLED IN A VERY FLUFFY WAY STARTING ALMOST AT THE BEGINNING

HERE IT IS!!!!!! SECOND CHAPTER COMES WHEN THE AUTHOR DECIDES. IF THE AUTHOR HAS A TUMBLR PLEASE HELP ME FIND THEM SO I CAN TAG THIS WONDERFUL PERSON

[the-scoreboard]

Ayo what the fuck. Kamado can go suck it I did nothing wrong why TF am I being yeeted outta the galaxy team. He’s a lil stuck up bish that’s what he is.

[dittolicous]

we need more Kamado bashing fics. like I get the dude was traumatized n shit but. fuck em. he was an asshat and his lil "apology" means jack considering only like 5 people saw it, while we basically get paraded out of town in disgrace. I'll forgive Kamado when he strips butt naked and begs my forgiveness in the middle of town. Fu Kamado all my homies hate Kamado.

[rinnntastic]

Hiii!! Can I have a matchup for demon slayer and jjk please 🖤

She/her,bi.

Personality: I am very empathetic, always trying to keep the people around me happy (even if I'm not in the end) I hate disappointing people so I can over work myself sometimes. Mostly I am kind and polite, but a I get very sassy moments (I can also be very sarcastic). Im also kind of reserved when I first meet someone and it can take me awhile to show my fun, goofy, happy side to them Aquarius, infj I like reading books, writing, listening to music (mostly kpop). I also like to go exploring like in the forest or even abandoned places I also love cooking and baking (more so baking tbh) sometimes I stop in the middle of talking because I think I talk to much (I've been told many times that I do so I just try not to really talk in a way)i play with my hands a lot, I have a really high pitched (idk sorta cute?) sneeze, I can be very clumsy (I literally tripped on air once😂) when I do something scary my hands shaky after I've done the scary thing (if that makes any sense)

A/N: Homie I relate so hard to the clumsiness one time I broke my ankle (an embarrassing story for another day) and as I was trying to get down the stairs on crutches I fell all the way down and sprained my other ankle. Worst part? It was two weeks before high school graduation so I looked lame with my two ankle boots LMAO

For Jujutsu Kaisen I match you with…

Yuuji Itadori!

- You and Yuuji are similar with how empathetic you both are, which helps you two get along so well

- The two of you are both very fun and goofy (in a silly goofy mood lmao) with each other and have so many inside jokes that the other first years don’t get whatsoever

- He will definitely take you on walks in the forrest area surrounding the school and the two of you spend time enjoying the scenery while talking about your day

For Demon Slayer I match you with…

Tanjiro Kamado!

- Like Yuuji, he is also a very empathetic person and really admires that side of you

- Loves listening to you talk and absolutely does not mind if you start talking too fast or too much! He actually finds it very cute and endearing and thinks it shows how much you care about what you are talking about

- Holds your hand after something scary happens (like a demon attack if we are going with canon au) to stop your hands from shaking

[crypticallylies]

fuck commander kamado!!! all my homies hate commander kamado

[dearme-sincerelyou]

Gifting Stress and More Anime

Dear 2022, 

Okay I’m picking up from where I left on my last post. 

While I was scrolling through the TikToks Mikey sent me, he asked if I wanted to watch One Piece. Since I absolutely refuse to watch it by myself and the only reason I’ll watch it in the first place is because it’s his favourite anime. So we hopped onto discord...we literally did not start watching until about two hours later. 

We got a little sidetracked because he started talking about work. Somewhere along the line he mentioned secret Santa for his work place. Therefore, turning the conversation to the secret Santa between our group of friends. It ain’t even a secret for me because I helped 75% of the group choose the gifts for their secret Santa’s. The other 25% is me and obviously my secret Santa. So I knew who has me--Mikey has me LMAO. This is probably one of the worst situations for me bruh. I genuinely did not want to know anything for this secret Santa but NO. Now I know who everyone else AND they took all my ideas for future birthday presents. I should’ve just left them to figure it out for themselves lol. Damn I love giving gifts but now I’m panicking! You know what I’m taking it as I gave everyone their gifts. All those secret Santa gifts came from ME! Okay I’m kidding but if you really think about it 😗. Yeah but we haven’t been able to exchange presents yet because of COVID restrictions. It ‘s going to be secret Valentines at this point. Also I’m STRESSED because of the upcoming birthdays. WHY IS HALF OF OUR FRIEND GROUP BORN IN JANUARY. WHY DID ALL THEIR PARENTS CHOOSE  TO GET LAID IN APRIL!!! 

As a group we decided that we’ll get individual gifts if the person chooses to throw a party and if they don’t then we get them a group gift. 

I don’t think James is getting a gift from the group since I don’t like him anymore.

(I was the one that brought him into the group so technically the group are my friends and not his so they’re technically obligated to get him a gift)

I’m still his friend and I’m just going to make him a painting of his favourite anime character aka Tanjiro Kamado (he did say he wanted more decorations for his wall.

We’re getting Mikey a pair of shoes (don’t know which ones yet but adidas has a sale) since I jokingly asked if he wanted shoes too while we were talking. 

He actually said ‘YES please actually get me shoes! When we got the shoes for Kyle’s birthday I was like damn I wish someone would get me a pair because I actually need them’ or something along those lines lol.

Mikey also asked if we didn’t go over budget with the shoes if we could throw in something anime related in there too and I was like sure.

Oh don’t think of him as greedy or anything because this is justifiable? Like he’s done so much for us especially for the girls (unlike Kyle someone) and he’s one of the nicest people you could ever know. You literally can’t hate the guy

Rose’s present has me stressing the most

I got her for secret Santa and I already got her so many presents.

The strict COVID restrictions might lift before her birthday and she already has a party planned (don’t worry we’re not being totally irresponsible; it’s 11 people at a big ass rented skating rink) SO I MIGHT HAVE TO GET HER A GIFT OF MY OWN S T R E S S

I don’t know how it got to the point of MIkey and I talking about what we’re trying out for the new year. I meant to keep this blog a complete secret but after him saying that I was only person to know what he was doing I just exposed this. However, he does not know the name of this blog so I can continue to shit talk him if I choose to. Mikey just knows this exists and that’s all. The other reason I chose to tell him was because he’s good at keeping secrets. Mikey is the ultimate homie. 

After going off topic a few more times, we finally got to watching One Piece. We talked a little too much so he left at around 6 am. I can’t believe I got ✨emotional damage✨ from a dog. How dare he put me through that SMH. In my opinion I have no opinions on One Piece. It’s just chill. To be fair we only got until episode 10. 

Since Mikey left, I finished watching Kiss Him, Not Me. The ending made my jaw drop because of the sheer audacity. I should’ve expected it because it’s the literal joke of the show but I DO NOT ACCEPT IT. Now I’m gonna have to read the manga to be satisfied. I still recommend to watch it because I found it absolutely hilarious! I embarrassingly laughed out loud for most of my time watching it. 

I think I’m going to start watching either “Brothers Conflict” or “The Devil Is A Part-Timer.” I’m going to watch two episodes or so before going to sleep at 12 pm again. So I might as well post this now. I can always edit it later anyways. 

Edit: I watched the first minute or Brothers Conflict and it already got too weird for me. I gotta read descriptions more carefully yikes.

I really need to fix my sleep schedule. I am the definition of a vampire right now, I haven’t seen sunlight in almost a week.

Sincerely, Me

01.06.2022

[joyfulness03]

This Is The Cutest Fucking Thing I have EVER seen

Traitors in Our Midst - Ch 4

[SPOILERS FOR POKEMON: LEGENDS ARCEUS AHEAD. DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU DON'T WANT SPOILERS]

Summary: This was the last straw. That damned man had gone too far this time, and everyone knew it. Ingo was pissed. He wasn't going to let this go easily, for Akari's sake or his.

Word Count: ~2000

For the second time in the last hour, Ingo again had not a damn clue how they’d pulled that off. They had to be simply too lucky. Something was going on. Apparently, this time around, Akari felt the same. They looked at each other, absolutely bewildered, holding a Pokeball in each of their hands. It had only been after they’d managed to get each Pokemon on the brink of fainting and frozen one and paralyzed the other that they’d been able to finally seal them away. As soon as the Pokeballs had sealed up with a light click, the sky had faded back to a lovely bright blue, the odd multicolor bleeding out, away from Mt. Coronet.

By now, both of them were breathing hard. Akari’s hair was a mess, with pieces of stone in it. Her face was scraped a bit where some rubble had clipped her chin. Ingo was sure he didn’t look much better. Akari flung herself at him, hugging him tightly. This time, Ingo didn’t hesitate to respond. He held her in his grasp as they both sank to their knees, relieved. Akari’s eyes had misted over, and Ingo would be lying if he said his own hadn’t followed suit. They were both shaking, the fear finally leaving both of them as they basked in the warm sunshine.

You both are very strong humans. Your Pokemon speak highly of you. As promised, we shall bring you a reward. Akari and Ingo’s heads both shot up, still tracing tears down their faces. The voices this time had blended, melodically forming into one. They had sounded… content.

As suddenly as the battle had ended, a small hole opened in the air a few paces from them. And another. Through the holes passed one figure each. The first was a small boy with bright blonde hair and a striped shirt, a green bag strapped to his back. He peeked through the portal before stepping through. He glanced around at the temple around them before laying his eyes on Akari.

“Dawn? Dawn! Is that you! Where have you been? We’ve been looking everywhere for you!” Ingo barely had time to remove himself from Akari before the boy absolutely catapulted himself to her, smothering her. “Your mom has been so worried! Cynthia went to every region looking for you but we couldn’t find you anywhere! I didn’t have anyone strong to battle with anymore!” The boy lifted her off the ground, holding her upright in a bone-crushing hug.

Akari was crying now, holding onto the boy. “Barry! I couldn’t - how did you - was this Dialga?” She laughed wetly, clinging to him. Ingo readjusted his hat as he watched the two kids reunite. They must have been friends before Akari had been misplaced. He let a small smile cross his lips.

And suddenly he found himself on the ground, smashed by something that could only be described as a freight train. He heard voices above him but for a moment they jumbled together, but there was one he could pick out through the rest. It sounded familiar in a way he hadn’t previously anticipated.

“Ingo. It’s you. I found you.” Ingo took in a deep breath, winded from the fall. He turned his head and looked up.

He was staring at his own face. Everything mirrored him, from the oddly colored eyes to the silver sideburns, cut into a sharp angle at the cheekbones. The chin, the nose, it all matched his perfectly. Except the broad, beaming smile on the man’s face. He wore all white, but otherwise his attire matched Ingo’s, from the silver buttons on the coat right down to the brown stripes and the symbol on his cap. Ingo’s eyes widened.

A man in white, who looks just like me. I remember only a few phrases. “I like winning more than anything else. I like Doubles Battles. I like combinations of two Pokemon. I am -”

“Emmet.” The word tumbled from his mouth, unbidden. It felt right, like when the train went a specific speed so you could feel the gentle swaying but you knew you were getting to your destination. “You are Emmet.”

Emmet was perched on top of him, tears rolling down his taut cheeks. “Yes. I am Emmet. And I found Ingo.” He lunged at Ingo, pulling him into a tight hug. Ingo returned the hug. He felt waves of strong emotion washing over him as he hugged this man - no, his brother, he was his brother! - so many emotions he didn’t know how to properly process each one. Relief, pure ecstasy, guilt, anger, all of them sloshed into him at once, leaving him completely unable to speak. He closed his eyes as he breathed in the scent on Emmet’s coat. It was musty and metallic, which reminded him of… oh, what was that word again? He couldn’t remember. Noises had faded away by now except for the roaring of blood in his ears and Emmet’s heartbeat. He hadn’t even become aware of how tightly he had clung to Emmet until he realized he could no longer feel his fingers. He didn’t care. He needed to be close to him, what if he was sent away again? Was this a cruel joke? What if he only got to see Emmet for a few minutes before he was ripped away again with no memories? He had only just remembered Emmet-

What an awful brother you are, you forgot your own twin. You forgot him and he sat there for how long wondering where you were, waiting for you to come home and you couldn’t even remember his first name. Worthless, you are, you’re not even-

“-ngo? Say something, please. You’re too quiet, brother.” Emmet had pulled away from him, once again sitting up over Ingo’s stomach. He was still on the ground. Emmet had one hand clasped on Ingo’s shoulder, the other on his hand. He looked concerned, which contrasted immensely with the smile he had on his face. Ingo had no idea how he looked but judging by Emmet’s reaction, it was not good. He couldn’t breathe, what if he forgot again? There was still so much that he couldn’t remember, what if the one thing he did know got taken too? He couldn’t do this again, he couldn’t go through this alone again-

Emmet pulled Ingo up into a sitting position. Ingo shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut, it was too much, there was too much happening. He felt himself drawn against Emmet, pressed tightly into his brother’s chest. He was saying something, but Ingo couldn’t understand what it was. Ingo realized he was muttering under his breath, making their voices sync up. Ingo was drowning in his head, trying to make sense of the sheer amount of feeling inside of him.

The waves slowly subsided, leaving him wrung out and dry. He sat cradled in his brother’s grasp, breathing heavily. His knuckles were white from pulling at his hair and Emmet’s shirt. He could hear Emmet’s heart through his shirt. “Breathe, brother. With me.” Emmet took a deep breath in, which Ingo copied. It took several more minutes of this before Ingo was no longer rattled beyond his reach. He reached up and hugged Emmet again, gently this time. “I’m here, Ingo. I’m here.”

Ingo became aware of another presence beside him. A small voice reached out to him. “Ingo? Are you okay now?” Ingo straightened, wiping his face against his frayed coat. He passed a hand over his face.

“Y-yes, I do believe I’m better now. Forgive me… for derailing so harshly there…” he shuddered as the last of the episode wore off his person. He sighed deeply, breathing in the crisp mountain air. “I had a… burst of memory and feeling that my engines were not prepared for. Accommodations have been dispersed. All systems back online.” He glanced around, pulling his cap lower on his head.

Akari was watching him, open worry evident on her face. She didn’t seem convinced, but she didn’t say anything. “Is this who you were talking about? The man in white with the smile?” She reached out and gingerly placed her hand on his leg. She glanced shyly at Emmet, looking between the two. Ingo nodded.

“I am Emmet! I am Ingo’s brother!” He grinned broadly. Akari’s friend was watching them from a distance, clearly unsure of what to do.

“I was so scared when you didn’t hear us… I thought something had happened to you in the battle and I didn’t notice it.” Ingo patted the hand on his leg.

“I assure you, I am alright now. It was merely unexpected for my foggy mind to not only return some of my past, but also feel so many raw emotions in such a short time after such an exciting day.” Ingo patted Emmet on the shoulder, standing up and brushing off his coat. He tipped his hat. “Perhaps we should all return to Sneasler’s cave for some well-deserved rest. Our job here is done. We need not do more for now, and I am rather sore. I’m sure you are as well, Akari.”

Emmet and Akari stood as well, Emmet looping his arm in Ingo’s. For whatever reason, it felt right. He didn’t mind in the slightest. Akari grabbed his other hand. “What about Jubilife? And Kamado-?”

“I will give Kamado a stern talk about proper safety on the tracks sometime soon, but we are both exhausted and in no state to go confront him at this time. And your young friend looks rather confused, as well. Let us all retreat to the home station for now.” Akari nodded. Emmet and Akari’s friend had hardly spoken, but from what Ingo remembered, it was common for Emmet to be quiet. He was smiling broadly, so broadly and brilliantly. There was a sparkle in his twin’s eyes that reminded him of something from long ago, but Ingo still had not unlocked that particular memory.

The four of them began making their way down the mountain, walking slowly and methodically. Akari introduced her friend as Barry, her rival and best friend in her old region. She had apparently been champion of Sinnoh.

“I remember hearing that! I thought the Champion’s name was Dawn?” Emmet piped up. Akari looked down the tunnel as they exited, finding a suspicious lack of a guard there.

“That’s my original name. Dawn. When I came to Hisui, I called myself by my great-grandmother’s name because it sounded more… correct.” The group fell silent as they continued down Cloudcap Pass. They managed to get up the small cliff face so that they could circumvent the Electivire and Electabuzz that always took up residence on that path. Ingo and Akari led them to Lady Sneasler’s cave.

Not far from it, they met the Pokemon of the hour. Sneasler climbed up the cliff before them, practically barreling over Ingo for a second time. She hurriedly checked him over, chittering uneasily and making distressed sounds. “My Lady, I assure you I am quite alright. My cab requires some maintenance, yes, but all of us are alright. Is it alright with yourself if we take up residence again?” Sneasler knelt down and wrapped her thin arms around him, breathing harshly. Then she picked him up, surprising him. “Sneasler! What-” she nuzzled his chest with her face, purring, then setting him back down. He was confused. She beckoned to their group and led them all onwards, towards her specific cave. They could do nothing but follow, after such an invitation.

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