#bonus for government employees

[sharemarketinsider]

New Rules for GPF and Pension Payment: Ensuring Timely Payments for Retiring Government Employees

[larentslovechaos]

still too nervous to sign the lease haha

[brucewaynehater101]

Okay so I saw you say space emperor Tim gives new planets PowerPoints so …

For his first world the power points are a nightmare. Tim, once a normal school kid, has unfortunately gotten used to Bat slide shows which are 900 pages and contain every piece of information known to man. YJ have become slightly desensitized to the pwr points (they just space out whenever Tim starts) so they don’t think to call him out on his insanity before

Tim sends every citizen a power point explaining ALL of their rights and new social services as his subjects explained in detail (it’s like 500-1000 pages)

In addition to another PowerPoints for any government employees or people with political power explaining what is and is not acceptable for them to do (a healthy bonus 1000-2000 pages)

People are impressed by his enthusiasm, but a little terrified of him because of this

Tim did not mean to terrify his populace with a power point…

He must DO better next time to ensure populous is not terrified…

How do you make a PowerPoint that is not terrifying to the average person but still conveys the necessary information…

Tim doesn’t really know anymore

Cassie is the only one who has any idea what a “normal person” power point looks like (Kon never went to school/only knows scientific “we’re making a clone” power points from imprinted memories + Bart is beyond PowerPoints in the future)

So Cassie and Tim team up to hella compress Tim’s power points into short but meaningful summaries (Bart and Kon still try to help as test audience)

With each planet they add Tim gets better and better at normal people PowerPoints

Repeat leave planet accidentally becomes experiment ground for improving power points (it’s the same info but Tim actually gets a chance to do better at the presentation)

Tim’s PowerPoint eventually become beautiful near works of art that perfectly summarize what people need to know (and tell them where they can get more info if they want it cause Tim still wants desperately to give them every piece of information they could possibly need)

Maybe a planet with a people that respect the art of presenting information/educating others join Tim’s empire because they see his work and just wanna get a great power point presentation too :)

This also accidentally sets him up to be the best ceo/high ranking employee from the Wayne family that WE has ever seen cause for the first time in 40 years someone cares about the wellbeing of the company and can make a normal length presentation (Bruce could never)

With his new PowerPoint skills I also think Tim sends out PowerPoints for anything official news worthy that a planet might have to deal with. It ranges from built a building! to new social service! to new planet yeah! to we’re going to war and everything is going to be fine don’t worry about it! and so many other official statements as PowerPoint presentations oh my

So yeah, PowerPoints :)

Tim Drake, the PowerPoint King.

After he masters the PowerPoints, I'd love to sit through one of them. The "So you've decided to join the Timpire" one would be so intriguing to hear about.

What policies are in place? Rules, regulations, restrictions? What do people need to fill out, add to their planet, get rid of, etc.?

He'd also need to set up webpages with all the information (I hc internet is free everywhere in the timpire... though, idk how the internet and being in space work).

[goldensunset]

wait wait wait i’ve got it. ‘evil’ pokémon team but it’s just an entire union of nurse joys on strike. they’re tired of working literally 24/7 and getting paid what i can only assume is pennies from the government agency that runs the pokécenter program and they’ve finally snapped. in this game you gotta heal and revive your mons yourself, ya bum. bonus points if pokémart employees are on strike too and you literally only have access to stray potions and stuff you happen to find in the grass. combination of creating a fun gameplay challenge and educating children about the importance and rights of the working class

[fuck-customers]

Oh my god they're literally doing it. They're doing the fucking overly memed pizza party unironically. Lmaoo fuck all the way off.

I've bitched about this scam before, so some regular followers may remember the phone number scam, but I'll recap anyway.

GFH has a phone number scam where they pressure us employees into pressuring customers to give us their phone number + full first and last name + email + home address and tell the customer that it's for "rewards" which is a bold-faced lie. We DO have rewards, but they cannot be accessed by the cashier or register AT ALL. The customer has to have the store app downloaded onto their phone and must be signed into their account to get rewards or coupons. Cashiers have NO access to this information and cannot retrieve it for customers if they forget their phone or can't sign into their app. And we do not have printed coupons available. Customer forgets their coupons? Tough shit.

There is literally no benefit for customers to give over their contact info. At. All. A transaction with the signup and a transaction without are EXACTLY the same. So, obviously most customers are not real eager to hand over their info.

But customers that do automatically assume that it's like legitimate stores that do have real rewards systems that are activated through their phone numbers. And it doesn't help that management lies to them by omission/misdirection and calls the signups "rewards system" and encourages naive new hires to lie to customers. So customers assume that because they rattled off their phone number, now they get discounts.

They do not.

Another "benefit" management tried to lie to customers about at first was by saying that they could only do returns without receipts if the customer signed over all their personal info, but that was very quickly disproven and is easily worked around. (For example, a return without a receipt requires a "government ID number" where the cashier is supposed to ask the customer for their ID and type in the ID number, but you can literally keysmash some random numbers and hit enter and it works exactly the same)

(I personally get around all of this by keysmashing a bunch of numbers to make up a phone number and input the customers name and email as x x x@x.com or whatever random letters I hit first. The only "mandatory"- i.e. criteria that the register requires you to fill in- is first and last names, phone number and email, so I skip the address shit, but I know managers do it the "correct" way and bully customers into giving over all of the other personal info)

So now they (management or corporate or both) want us to get an 80%+ rate of signups (new and old customers both count, woohoo I fucking guess) and then they'll give us either the memed pizza party (unironically), or a taco bar (whatever that is) or a potato bar (whatever that is) All of this while being paid minimum wage, no raise or bonus for the extra workload, while each of us gets 3-12 hours a week. Absolutely no mention of increasing hours or pay increases or bonuses.

They also didn't specify what the 80% was a percentage OF. 80% of your daily transactions? 80% of your weekly transactions? Biweekly? Monthly? Fuck knows.

So corporate and management both can take their stupid pizza party, taco bar and potato bar and shove them all directly up their asses.

Posted by admin Rodney.

[sundasystems]

1. The Letter That Started It All

On a sunny day in late May, I received a letter from someone whom I'd corresponded with on a story years earlier. The letter was confusing and fairly alarming. I will attach it here:

Something is going on here. I'm missing time. I can't seem to remember what my job is, but I know I've been doing it. And I get all warm inside when I think about work. A little voice in my head is saying I'm doing a good job. But at WHAT? I wake up at night from dreams that… I can't remember. Or won't remember. Or don't want to remember. My clothes don't fit anymore. When I ask the people here who used to be my friends they all tell me not to worry. That it just means I'm settling in to the job. I don't think I want to settle in. But I also can't seem to leave. Please help me. Emily Voss

Emily had recently taken a job at Sunda Systems, a global conglomerate with it's research headquarters in a North Carolina town known as Eden Springs. Her position was that of an Administrative Assistant in the Optical Research Division.

According to a phone call I'd had with her just after her hiring, she took this position in early April after having been recruited by another employee. I believe his last name was Varas, though I am admittedly basing that on an unremarkable memory from months ago.

That phone call was the last I spoke with Emily until this letter arrived. That was not uncommon. We were not very close friends, just acquaintances and occasional collaborators. She wasn't one to kid around very much, but I couldn't shake the idea that this was all just a practical joke.

Something in the back of my head was convinced that nothing bad could be happening at Sunda. After all their motto is "Connected in Harmony." I have a Sunda modem and router combo here in my apartment, though I'd never given it a second thought until I began this project.

It is for this reason, and a deep regret, that I ignored her letter for days. But it kept nagging at me and so I decided to do some cursory digging. After the glowing reviews from top brass in various governments and corporations, I found a small post on a forum devoted to conspiracy theories. I will post it's contents here:

Does anyone think it's strange that S*nda S*st*ms has a positions listed on their job boards seeking psychologists, psychiatrists, and neurologists? Any company that big has got to be up to no good.

The post is still visible in it's archived form, however the user, who went by w3bofli3s_222 made no posts after that one, and their account has been deactivated. No contact information was available for them.

For their part, that did appear to be true. The job listing website "Karear" contained the above listing for a Behavioral Psychologist who would be making six figures.

What would an internet infrastructure company need with a behavioral psychologist? And what work would they be doing that would allow them a bonus?

Out of curiosity, I inquired. Two hours later, I received a phone call from an unlisted North Carolina area code. The following is a transcript of the relevant parts of that call:

R: Hello there! My name is Reggie. I'm so happy you're interested in the psych position. How can I be of assistance. I: Hello Reggie. It's nice to hear from you. My name is Helen, which I'm sure you know from the form I filled out. I've been job hunting and I was wondering what exactly the job entails. R: Of course I'd be glad to explain everything. Have you heard of our company before? Perhaps you've used one of our devices? I: Yes, my internet provider uses your routers. R: Wonderful. Then you know that our mission is to make the world Connected in Harmony! To that end, we employ several psychological experts to act in concert with human resources. We have some of them monitoring employee morale and productivity. Some act as advisors to help us maintain healthy work cultures. And some act as councilors that are available to our staff. I: That is quite impressive... R: The position we are currently seeking to fill would be one of the advisory roles. We want our employees to be as relaxed and comfortable as possible while on the job. It's very important to us that our employees feel at home here; that they can breath easy and lose all their stress. Would you agree that's important. I: Yes... I would... R: That's good. It's important that prospective employees share our values, the first of course being Connected in Harmony. When people are together, they are understood. When people are understood, they fear less. And when people fear less, they relax more. I: ... R: Helen are you there? I: What? Oh sorry yes! I was just looking at my notes. Now the website mentioned a bonus structure? R: Yes, that's something that we could talk about that more in-depth during a formal interview. We like to reward our advisors when things are running smoothly. If employees are happy, then the psych team is doing it's job well. I: Okay well I think I have what I need for know. Thank you for taking the time to talk. R: Of course. I look forward to seeing your application soon.

It was an odd call. I found myself almost nodding off as he spoke, though I was sure I'd gotten a full night's sleep. I came away from it believing that things couldn't be as bad as Emily made them seem. Sunda was a good company determined to do good in the world.

Right?

But as I logged into my computer, I noticed the little light was on that signals the webcam was active. I checked through all my open windows and nothing should have been accessing the camera. And as I stared at it, confused, it blinked off.

I guess it could have been a glitch, but just in case, I got a small piece of electrical tape and covered the webcam. I left the light exposed, though. Better to know than to blind myself, too.

It was such a little thing, but it was enough. Emily's letter. The weird job listing. The call that made me feel so strange. And now the mysterious webcam activation. It was too many oddities to write off.

It was time to start investigating in earnest.

[kingwuko]

"The Raiko Report" plot hook from Avatar Legends Republic City Setting Toolkit:

"After a tumultuous term as president, wouldn’t Raiko be kicking back and relaxing out of the spotlight? Not entirely. The radio talk show he and his wife, Buttercup, have started is wildly popular, covering politics, scandal, and high-society news—but mostly politics … Presidential and mayoral policies mandate that no government employee appear on the show, especially after Prince Wu’s disastrous interview."

Source: Parks and Rec

(@bigcatholly left the funniest tags on my post about tidbits of Wu in the Republic city book which is what inspired this art)

Bonus reaction under the cut:

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

Erasing MOTHER XX

The British General Medical Council (GMC) has updated its internal policy to remove all mentions of the word “mother” for its employees, opting instead for “parent” to avoid female-specific language.

The guidance also changed the term “surrogate mother” in favor of “surrogate parent,” explaining in a maternity document that the “GMC offers maternity to all colleagues going on maternity leave,” including so-called surrogate parents.

The GMC further updated its menopause advice to suggest that it does not only impact women, making clear that it “will work proactively to make adjustments where necessary to support individuals experiencing the menopause.”

Heather Welford of the maternity action group With Woman told one outlet following the guidance update, “[t]he decision by the GMC to obscure the fact that only women have babies is ideologically driven, medically inaccurate and unhelpful to women and babies. It moves away from the drive for plain English and makes medical literature unclear.”

“For medical professionals, the sex of a person is salient to their health care. Reputable organisations such as the GMC should not be changing language on a population level to pander to ideologically driven pressure groups,” she added.

This follows a British government-funded LGBT organization recommending people refer to vaginas as “bonus holes” to increase inclusivity earlier this summer.

[timblum]

Ref Sheet for The Boss!

(Lovely art by @tarphi! :D)

more under the cut :3

DESCRIPTION

The Boss's appearance is like a living silhouette, and often shifts around. Usually has a pretty wide frame. Sometimes he's more solid (see ref. image), but he's usually just a shadow with pupilless white eyes. (Not like Peter Pan's or Dr. Facilier's shadow, he's just pich-black.)

His smile is similar to his eyes, but he only does it rarely to be menacing.

Voice is deep, mostly monotone, and a bit rough.

Never seen wearing anything but his overcoat, tie, fedora, dress pants, and dress shoes, all equally as shadowy as he is.

He disappears behind corners and into shadows, and appears behind shoulders. He enjoys spooking people like this, but he'd never admit that.

BACKGROUND

The Boss is the founder and owner of the Nork York Storage Company (a.k.a. The Warehouse), taking its name from the city it resides in. No, that isn't a typo.

No one knows for sure when or where he and the Warehouse came from, he's just... been here. About 50 years ago (maybe more) he appeared out of nowhere and built a sizable business almost overnight with assets of entirely untraceable origin. Anyone who tries to investigate it either quits or disappears (with one notable exception, Monroe, who became the Warehouse's archivist).

Buys, finds, (and steals) a menagerie of items for the Warehouse (notably animatronics), and is constantly seeking to grow his “collection.”

The Warehouse takes clients from all over; the general public, government offices, crime rings, probably demons too if they pay well.

PERSONALITY

Cold, but not rude or impersonable, just stoic. He's actually pretty charismatic when he wants to be, he is a businessman after all. Despite this, he usually regarded as a very intimidating man.

Knows way too much. He's not omniscient, but if you're talking to him, he knows your address.

Doesn't raise his voice, and almost always keeps his cool.

Does not take kindly to disrespect and will make that known.

POCKETS

Briefcase, tucked into coat.

Cellphone.

Cigars and zippo lighter.

Large key ring for the Warehouse.

Modified Smith & Wesson Model 27 revolver loaded with .38 Special. Never seems to run out of ammo.

STYLE GUIDE

Being literally just a shadow, the Boss can be kinda weird to draw. Using white outlines for clarity or monochrome shading/lighting like in the ref. image is a good idea. Lighting his face is discouraged.

The vagueness of his form is a part of his design though! I'd recommend leaning into it :3.

TRIVIA

Never uses contractions (Can not instead of can't; I will instead of I'll.)

Insists upon translating his name when speaking in another language. To that end, he knows dozens of languages.

Despite The Warehouse's shadiness, his employees are paid well and receive benefits. Not out of compassion, mind you, only to keep them loyal.

Most rumors about him are about his use of blackmail, bribery, and manipulation to get what he needs, but only because he's good at covering his tracks when he uses force.

bonus doodles by @tarphi and @spaghettiandeyeballs (feat. FTR)

[actualbird]

im beginning to doubt if luke packed like, an adequate amount of clothes in his luggage for this villa auction trip. because would he even have space for that given all the inVESTIGATION TOOLS HE BROUGHT ALONG WITH HIM?????

1 ) substance analyzer

(sidenote: how DID vyn know about this device??? what chemical testing adventures did luke and vyn get up to offscreen?????)

2 ) fingerprint testing kit

(sidenote: my buddy beckthebeetle said "how on earth did luke get a match for the prints if he cant connect to the internet???" which is such a good point and also so funny that i will be returning to it)

3 ) sAFE CRACKING TOOLS????

(sidenote: luke can crack safes. if he werent a government employee, he'd make SUCH a good master thief)

i know all these things are described as small, as they all somehow fit in a small bag he must have on-hand with him at all times (i cant believe luke pearce has the Bag Of Holding), but their size isnt my concern here. it's the fact that he Brought all of them. while they are all under the general category of Tools That Could Be Useful On An Investigation, their purposes and uses are wildly different, so it's simply a testament to how luke is bonkers (i say this oh so affectionately) and packing just anything and everything he thinks could POSSIBLY be useful later on. lest we all forget, he brought his resin kit to khaimit back in SOTT. so i wouldnt be surprised if he had a block of C4 tucked away in his luggage. just in case.

PLUS, luke brought peanut (arguably also an investigation tool but thats just a bonus, this bird is primarily an emotional support tool and also BirdSon) with him so he mustve brought peanut's food and treats because no matter how much he complains about peanut's chunkiness, he spoils that bird like nothing else. so i posit that his luggage is 40% tools + 40% peanut things + and 20% luke's actual day-to-day stuff that he brought along

and thus

luke: okay i need to ask a favor but none of you can tell mc, okay? does anyone have extra socks i can borrow?

artem, marius, vyn, taken aback because they thought with all the secrecy that it had something to do with luke's mysterious "vitamins" that he takes at HQ sometimes: socks???

luke: yeah, socks

artem: why?

luke: im out of socks

artem, who finds the concept of being underprepared to be unthinkable: youre out of socks? how??

vyn: i took you as somebody who was prepared for everything

marius: yeah, you brought safe cracking tools but you didnt bring socks?

luke: i brought...way more than just the safe cracking tools. which is probably why...i forgot to pack more socks

artem: how on earth were safe cracking tools higher on your list of priorities than socks?

vyn: in a similar vein, how was your chemical analyzer higher on that list of priorities too

luke: i know i know! but can we stop dissing on my lack of socks and start helping out with a collaborative solution to my lack of socks?

marius: and the fingerprint kit!!!---

luke: guys plEASE

marius: ---actually, wait a second. how did you get a match for sam zheng's fingerprint? theres no internet, you couldnt have connected to any databases to run that print through

luke: SOCKS. ANYBODY?

artem: no no, i was curious about that too, how did that work?

vyn: see this piece of information as your payment for the socks. quid pro quo

luke: you dont need the internet to create a new database of collected prints! okay, socks now, please? help?

artem: wait, no no. did you say 'create' a new database

vyn: and 'collected'

luke: ...............OKAY, LISTEN....

marius: oh my GOD? dude, did you fucking get everybody's prints at the villa???

luke: there was NOTHING TO DO for a few days and i was getting BORED doing NOTHING so might as well just lift everybody's prints from cutlery and furniture for future reference than do NOTHING but be alone with the fact im lacking SOCKS. SO CAN ANYBODY LEND ME SOME SOCKS ;-;

[jbfly46]

How to deal with butthurt government employees:

- Throw all government mail in the trash and claim you never got it

- Put off all court appearances until the last possible second, then say you're sick, then say you have surgery, then say your mom died, then countersue.

- Repeat over and over again that they're not being sensitive to you feelings no matter what they say

- Ask them what would their mother think of them now

- Ask them for legal advice, when they say they can't give you legal advice, tell them that qualifies as legal advice

- Ask them who they're voting for next election

- Ask them to define literally any word, bonus points for asking them to define 'terrorism", "equality", "conspiracy", and "oppression".

[mariacallous]

WASHINGTON — Twitter violated contracts by failing to pay millions of dollars in bonuses that the social media company, now called X Corp, had promised its employees, a federal judge ruled on Friday.

Mark Schobinger, who was Twitter’s senior director of compensation before leaving Elon Musk’s company in May, sued Twitter in June, claiming breach of contract.

Schobinger’s suit alleged that before and after billionaire Musk bought Twitter last year, it promised employees 50% of their 2022 target bonuses but never made those payments.

In denying Twitter’s motion to dismiss the case, U.S. District Judge Vince Chhabria ruled that Schobinger plausibly stated a breach of contract claim under California law and he was covered by a bonus plan.

“Once Schobinger did what Twitter asked, Twitter’s offer to pay him a bonus in return became a binding contract under California law. And by allegedly refusing to pay Schobinger his promised bonus, Twitter violated that contract,” the judge wrote.

X no longer has a media relations office. The company did not immediately respond to a request for comment to its X account outside business hours.

Twitter’s lawyers argued that the company made only an oral promise that was not a contract, and that Texas law should govern the case, according to Courthouse News, which first reported the ruling. The judge ruled that California law governed the case and that “Twitter’s contrary arguments all fail.”

X has been hit with numerous lawsuits by former employees and executives since Musk bought the company and culled more than half of its workforce.

The lawsuits make a range of claims, including that X discriminated against older employees, women and workers with disabilities, and failed to give advance notice of mass layoffs. The company denies wrongdoing.

[kchasm]

Ryu Number: Robert Catesby

Everyone remembers Guy Fawkes and the Gunpowder Plot of 1605—the plan to blow up the Protestant King James I and Catholicize his daughter—but the leader of the group was actually a guy (geddit?) named Robert Catesby. Unfortunately for Catesby, an anonymous letter revealed the whole deal early, and Guy Fawkes was discovered under the House of Lords with 36 barrels of gunpowder, which is an amount of explosives government employees generally prefer not to have beneath their feet (opinions may vary). Catesby ended up shot by the fuzz, and they put his head on a stick. He has a Ryu number of 3.

McPixel has a very clear policy when it comes to copyright infringement.

That policy is "enh don't worry about it."

One of the booms you have to cancel in the game is the one Guy Fawkes is putting together. There's even the location shown to make it absolutely clear:

As for the alternate route, you might already know that Lego Dimension lets you play as an absolute crazy range of characters including Sonic the Hedgehog and the Doctor (One to Twelve, plus a bonus War Doctor)...

... but have you ever played Doctor Who: The Adventure Games?

If not... well, tough luck. It was yanked from Steam after the license ran out. Suffice to say (and it'll have to suffice to say, unless you're up for Alternate Methods Of Procurement), you play as the Eleventh Doctor and Co., getting into a short number of Doctor-Who-type adventures that largely consist of interacting with items and avoiding enemy sight cones. One season of four episodes was released, as well as The Gunpowder Plot (the only pseudohistorical episode of the bunch), which was intended to be episode one of season two. Unfortunately, the project was cancelled in favor of...

*squint*

... Doctor Who: The Eternity Clock, apparently. Which IGN gave a 5.5/10, and that was one of the higher review scores. Oof.

[iwonderwh0]

Some high-paying jobs in dbh universe probably have the bonus system that gives employees a big sale or straightaway gifts them a CyberLife android

Bro, listen

The jobs related to government work 💀👍

[music-oc-tournament]

NEPOTISM BONUS ROUND!!!

Since I disqualified myself and my friend group from participating due to bias, I've decided to make a bonus, 1 day only, free for all poll for me and all my friends Villains! Who among them will win the honor of getting the...Slightly less prestigious 1st place price?

Top to bottom, left to right:

MIRE: 21, She/Her. Mire's a big boisterous Kaiju "Witch" who magically "polymorphs" (mutates with her venomous breath) people into reptile minions. She acts tough and diabolical in a larger then life way, but ultimately is a big sweetheart at her core, with it not taking much to get on her good side.

COUNTESS VIVISECTOR: Mid 20's, She/Her, Ve/Vem, He Him. Countess Vivisector is a brooding supervillainess with the power to disassemble still-living bodies and put them back together in new forms. She's cruel and cold, but rather artistically inclined, creating grisly furniture and art sculptures out of the foolish heroes who dare challenge her. She's also 6'11 and is gay married to her zombie henchman.

MASTERMIND: 80ish years old, appears 40ish, He/Him. Mastermind, AKA Dean Davis, is the leader of the supervillain group known as Sinistar. His ferrokinesis and engineering ability allows him to control his organization and fight heroes. He also secretly has the power to reverse aging, which he acquired back in the 60's after he built a machine that kills heroes and extracts their powers…Which he used on his own girlfriend.

THE DIRECTOR: 40, She/Her. A mover and shaker in both the business and hero worlds, seismokinetic villainess The Director is the head of Hierarchy, an organization built on the principle of ruthless efficiency. She's a slick entrepreneur who's mustered a cadre of fanatical employees willing to follow her to the ends of the earth and die for her there. Never mind that she cut her own girlfriend out of the deal when she rebranded the guild they founded together- it's just business, darling.

T.I.S.M: Adult, He/Him. TISM is a self proclaimed genius doctor working for the supervillain organization Scelestic, which he helped found. His job is to "harvest" powers from heroes, taking parts of their bodies and incorporating them into various gadgets, machines, and weapons that he can replicate and make a profit off of. He is also a dilf.

LOBOTOMY: As old as time, He/Him. Lobotomy is the King of The Darkness and winner of the World's Worst Dad award, he's a vengeful and murderous god who will stop at no lengths to get what he wants. After forcing his psuedo-adopted "son" to kill everyone he knows, he ends up as ruler of the entire realm he resides in, where he now has full control over everything and everyone.

UMPYRE: 31, They/It. With the power of the sun in the pads of its paws, UMPYRE is a force to be reckoned with for any professional superhero. It's a good thing, then, that it's pretty much just a glorified theater kid, a contractor for the government who far prefers the show and spectacle to any real damage. And for as much as they put their all into their job... well, who could blame them for getting more than a little silly with it?

[bellafragolina]

Okay, so how about the submas bros (separate) with a Faller s/o? Im assuming you know that Fallers are the term used in this series for people from another place in time and space with little to no memories of where they're from and who they are. Bonus points if Emmet's s/o meets him during his search for his missing twin and Ingo's is after his return! I just like the trope of trauma bonding strangers to friends to lovers, okay?

Ooooh this is an interesting one! Fallers are def cool and with the timing and placement of your idea? It’s got the makings of chaos!

🍓🍓🍓

Emmet:

You fall into his life the same way Ingo fell out. You crash into the subway floor in a firework of white and gold light, sending the surrounding crowd into a frenzy. But Emmet is quick to charge towards you, to shield your trembling form from nosy people with their phones out to record. He and his agents sweep you away from prying eyes of a crowd, until it’s only Emmet staring at you. His eyes are burning, molten silver that pierce into your very being. But you don’t remember anything

Emmet is so, so frustrated. You don’t know where you came from, where you are, or anything in between. You can’t help him find Ingo, not right now at least. Emmet keeps tabs, keeps in touch with you as you’re spun around by government officials doing their best to house you with your strange circumstances. As time passes and your fear wanes, Emmet finds himself looking forward to spending time with you and picking your brain about your old life

Soon, his feelings grow deeper. You’re. . . everything. He’s lost so much, and he’s so afraid of losing you, however way that may be. He clings, begs higher ups to allow him to house you, protect you, keep you safe from whatever might come from these strange riffs. When they agree, he’s ecstatic, and ready to be your best roommate. He shows you everything, lets you sit in on his battle subway, and finds himself holding you close at night. Your kisses heal his very soul it feels like.

And then Ingo comes back. Emmet has never been so happy. He sobs and hugs his brother, dragging you close to show you, introduce the two most important people in his life. You and Ingo bond quickly due to your similar circumstances, past or present. But there’s a lingering weight, heavy in the air.

If Ingo came back, what does that mean for you?

Ingo:

Adjusting to Unova is a challenge. Ingo isn’t used to the lights, the noise, the high sugar and carb count in food, all of it is trying and heavy. Ingo feels alone, even surrounded by family and friends, isolated by his experience. But then, during his reintroduction to the subway, there’s a familiar bright light. Ingo clings to Emmet, who is adhered to his back, only to gasp when the light fades to reveal you. Confused, scared, amnesiac you

Ingo is there. He cradles your hand, whispers words he wished were said to him. He says he understands, he knows what you’re going through, it happened to him. Emmet as well follows Ingo’s lead, promising you that things will be okay. They lead you away from the staring crowd and situate you in the employee break room, giving your water and something to nibble on as you calm down and come to understand your situation.

You gravitate towards Ingo. And he gravitates towards you. The higher ups agree to let Emmet and Ingo house you, since he understands what’s happening with you. And Ingo takes his position as your guardian very seriously. He tells you stories of his time in Hisui, and relates to your feelings of isolation and loneliness, of feeling like you don’t belong. Your heart aches for him, and you quickly grow close, sharing to him what little you recall of your former life. And it grows Ingo’s need to protect you into something more than just that

Ingo and you ease into Nimbasa life at the same pace. You’re boggled by a lot of city living, just as he is, so Emmet has his work cut out for him whenever he leads you both around. Luckily, your shared adoration of Pokémon makes it easier, and Ingo melts whenever he sees you smiling at him, hugging a content Excadrill to your chest. Yet, at the same time, every sweet touch you share scares Ingo to the very core

After all, he doesn’t know when you’re going back home, away from him

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I hope you don’t mind, but I made the endings a little ambiguous, leaning towards angsty! Let me know if that’s not what you were wanting!!

Happy Holidays!

~Renee