#i'm not tagging emmet. like those are his hands but i'm not tagging him

[leavingautumn13]

wip of a big nimbasa trio thing i found while going through old art. actually really like this one; gonna finish it

[egginfroggin]

Tell us more about Zisu in iced tracks sub-au

Honestly, I'm not sure how much else there is to say -- the idea was, in the first place, just a silly little thought to feed one of my favorite Pokemon ships, so it's not that developed. I did do a bit more thinking, though.

I am now incapable of deciding whether Zisu is a queen or a knight, thanks to this tag on this post:

Come to think of it, can someone be both? What happens in all those fairy tales and stories with the princess and the knight and stuff? Is he still a knight after they get married? I have no idea, but either way, she's, uh. She's still terrifying. A knight called a queen is still a knight, I think.

You can take the title off of the knight but you can't take the knight out of the woman.

Zisu took one look at Ingo's bean-pole build and decided that he needed to know physical self-defense. The man is a twig; he needs to know how to throw hands if anything happens to disarm his powers.

(Also, bonding! Love is stored in the over-the-shoulder throws and the in the tight headlocks and the gut punches that aren't blocked)

As mentioned previously, she and Ingo cuddle. A lot. This is great in the summer, because Ingo is very cold, but in the winter? Very cold. Man has perpetually cold feet, and socks can only do so much. There are inevitably complaints.

She is very affectionate! This is just a general thought I have about her, but I like to think that she is very casually affectionate. Slaps people on the back a lot. One-armed hugs. Shoulder pats. Good, suffocating hugs and rib-breaking squeezes.

I'm not sure what Pokemon she has in the AU -- I don't think that I've actually given anyone a full team of six, come to think of it. I'm pretty sure that I want her to have her Honchkrow -- think of it as a very large carrier pigeon if she needs to send a message to anyone -- but I'm not sure what else. I see her with her Zoroark a lot, but her hair also looks quite a bit like her Lopbunny's ears, which could imply a strong bond there, too, so I'm not sure.

Zisu and Emmet... anarchy. Chaos. Sliding down the banisters -- she goes first because he couldn't hold her if she slammed into him on accident. Bringing Duckletts inside. Releasing the Joltik.

Teaming up to drag Ingo into their shenanigans, royal decorum be cursed.

("Oooooooh you wanna freeze the halls and go ice skating with us so bad, yes you do, you wanna do it so baaaaaaad --")

Just having fun. She's not as chaotic as Emmet, but I like to think that she's down for some tomfoolery.

(Yes they get Ingo on the banisters, too)

Thank you for asking! This was fun to answer. Have a good day!

[bookwyrminspiration]

Reading your response to my last few asks has left me with more questions than answers

1. Why was Emmet in the egg outfit anyway? Are those actually eggs?

2. In what circumstances would Jacob believe that being naked and shifting in front of Charlie (the dad of the girl he was presumably trying to woo) be a good idea?? Also, as a side note, do werewolves actually need to be naked in order to shift or is they just something the one fanfic that I read got wrong?

3. Can you like give me a summary of all of Edward’s family? Cause like I feel like there’s something going on with that. Also, did Edward’s parents actually die in a plague that led to him being adopted or am I missing something here?

I apologize for my lack of twilight knowledge again. I have plans to go read it, but that might be another 2 years, so for now I’m bugging you about it.

⚙️

That's how it always goes with twilight, dw. Every response opens a whole new can of worms. I'll do my best to answer!

Why was Emmett in the egg outfit? No clue! (and yes they're actually eggs, they're hardboiled). That's just what the costume department dressed him in for that brief scene when filming--also, just so we're clear, the "egg outfit" is this outfit. It's not the outfit Roisin created related to eggs in her twilight drawing. I call it the egg outfit because it's what he was wearing while carrying the eggs and matches in color. As for why the actor was carrying a bag of eggs, it's because the director saw the actor actually doing that irl and was like this is so ridiculous we have to add that to the movie.

Why did Jacob get naked and shift in front of Charlie? It's because he was forcing the Cullens' hands pretty much. This was after Renesmee was born and he was no longer infatuated with Bella; Bella was a vampire now, and the whole family intended to uproot and move on from the area for a few reasons. One, so Bella wouldn't be around humans and be tempted to kill them while learning self control (newborn vampires are supposed to be full of bloodlust, but Bella's disappointingly well adjusted). Two, so that people wouldn't realize they weren't aging or changing at all--especially Bella, because she had active connections to people like her father. They could only keep it from him for so long, and it'd be easier to do from far away. Also wouldn't hurt to get away from the werewolves, as wolves and vampires don't really get along.

However, Jacob is tied to his pack and Forks, and if the Cullens left he'd have to make a choice between them. And he'd choose Nessie, but he didn't want to have to chose--and he wasn't sure the Cullens would let him tag along. He wanted to insure they'd stay. So with the crux of it being everyone worrying about how Charlie would handle it and deciding the solution is to not tell him and leave, Jacob went hey what it I tell him and prove to you he can handle it. And boom now Charlie knows so you don't have to keep secrets and run away, you can all stay here! It did create a tense situation where Charlie rushed over, and it was the first time Bella had been up close near a human and everyone was worried she'd lose control, but she didn't, so that solved the other problem. Bella wasn't at risk of losing control and killing a bunch of humans, so they could stay. That's why Jacob did it

And wolves don't have to get naked to shift, they just tend to because otherwise their clothes get shredded by their expanding bodies and when they shift back they don't have anything to wear and go through clothes really fast. So they wear minimal clothing (that's why they're just wearing shorts and sometimes shoes in the movies), and have a pouch on their ankle they put their shorts in when they shift so they don't have to carry their pants in their mouths.

And now a family summary! There are 7 Cullens (8 if you count Bella marrying in). And I'm trying to encompass everything important while not taking up too much space--considering there's four books I think it's rather condensed

Tw for: violence, death, abuse (including sexual), suicide, illness

Carlise Cullen is the father figure, the oldest of them all (a few centuries, turned age 23ish), and works as a doctor. He's known for his compassion and has legendary self control (only rivaled by Edward post meeting Bella), and has never drank human blood before. His father was a witch-hunter of sorts, and after he took over (though Carlisle was much more cautious about it), he ran into a vampire and was killed/transformed in the 1600s. He was horrified and tried to destroy himself, but couldn't, until he realized he could feed off animals and didn't have to kill people. He roamed the earth very lonely for centuries before he finally caved and created a companion for himself, Edward.

Esme Cullen is the mother figure, the third to join the family, and is known for being very sweet and loving; she's a little over a century old and was turned age 26 in 1921. She was in an abusive marriage and lost a baby in her human life, prompting her to take her own life, where she was then transformed by Carlisle. They are now mates.

Edward Cullen was Carlisle's first family member, transformed age 17 in 1918 because he was dying of influenza. Both his parents had already died from it, and his mother requested Carlisle save his life in a way only he could. He has the special ability to read the thoughts of those around him as though they were broadcast, sans Bella's. he had a phase early in his vampire life where he abandoned Carlisle and Esme and used his ability to hunt evil people, feeding on abusers and villains and the like, but he grew tired of the death and felt immoral, so he returned to Carlisle and Esme. He's very melacholic and generally displeased until he meets Bella and his world is turned around

Rosalie Hale was the 4th family member, transformed age 18 in 1933. She's known for her beauty and being self-centered. She was the picture perfect daughter of a wealthy family during the great depression, happy to be desired and admired, and was going to be married to another well-off family. Her greatest desire was to be loved and start a family of her own. Unfortunately for her, her fiance was actually a piece of shit, and his true colors were revealed when he and his friends got drunk one night, assaulting and killing her. Carlisle found and transformed her, and afterwards Rosalie went back and killed every one of them while wearing her wedding dress. She's also known for being quite jealous, liking cars, and wishing desperately she could start her own family

Emmett Cullen was the 5th family member, transformed age 20 in 1935. He was part of a wild crowd, but also hunted for his family for game. During one unlucky hunting session, he ran across a bear and was mauled to death. Rosalie found and saved him, taking him to Carlisle to be transformed. He's pretty much the only one of them who is happy to be a vampire and has no complaints. He's known for being boisterous, very strong and muscly, loving competition and fighting, and being absolutely in love with Rosalie, his mate. He's a himbo.

Alice Cullen joined the family at the same time as Jasper, but was transformed in 1920 at age 19 before that by someone else. She has the special ability to see the future, but only as the possibilities will play out based on current decisions. If someone changes their mind on what they're going to do, what she sees changes as the future changes. Vampires with special traits generally have hints of them in their human lives, but Alice's was incredibly strong, landing her in an asylum for her premonitions--this is why her hair is so short and spiky, as it was shaved there. She was also being hunted by a vampire tracker, James, because she had appealing blood. To save her from him, an older vampire working at the asylum transformed her, but was killed by James. Alice has no memories of her human life (compared to the vague and fuzzy few others may have) because of her time in the asylum. Once she was out, her visions guided her to Jasper (her mate) and the Cullens so they could join the family.

Jasper Hale was an aspiring military leader in the Confederate Army (yep, he was really a genuine confederate) and incredibly charismatic. He lied about his age when joining and was the youngest general in the army. At the same time, there was a secret vampire war going on in the area, and because of his charisma, he was scouted out by a vampire because she thought his charm would turn into a special ability once he was turned (by Maria in 1863 at age 19)--and it did. He can read and influence the emotions of others. So he served in Maria's army for a while. But he grew depressed from feeling the emotions of the people he was always killing, and his creator was thinking of getting rid of him because of it. A friend offered another way of life and he ran away. A while later, Alice found him (very planned out and intentional), and while she was acting strange (because of her knowledge of the future) he could feel the complete love coming from her. So with Alice they found the Cullens and joined the family. Though Jasper has the hardest time with the vegetarian diet, and while he does love the others, his primary concern is Alice. He has numerous scars and is very formidable in battle.

No one is officially adopted through legal means, all their documents and such are fake. The reason they all have the Cullen last name is part of the ruse--except for Jasper and Rosalie, who go by Hale because people assume them to be siblings and they think its better to let humans make assumptions and follow along. Though they are still adopted siblings with the others in the whole ruse.

I've given you a lot to mull over so I'll stop there, but I hope that helps! If you do read twilight I hope you have fun, but also no pressure to!

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

I wasn't sure if I should put my reply to the comment you made on my pictures in a reblog or just send it to you directly as an ask, so I just chose this way because I just kind of babbled about some of the things I was thinking while I was drawing them and that seemed kind of weird to add to the post?

But anyway, I must have read your reply and tags like 20 times, thank you so much!!! I'm very happy to hear you liked them! And don't worry, I immediately took your zombie comment as a compliment, because I wanted to give him the same sort of haunted and unsettling 'might break into a sprint on all fours and bite you' look you gave him lmao. And as far as horrible noises go... I looked up jackrabbit distress calls and yikes.

Actually, Ingo without his coat was the first one I drew, because I was obsessing over how he looked in that first picture of yours and absolutely Needed to draw what I thought he had to look like under his coat. And the second thing I drew was the one with him and Emmet, because I realized that, even if he couldn't see all of the damage through the coat and tunic, That's what Ingo looked like the first time Emmet saw him again. I had a lot of feelings about that, and also liked the contrast between them. Plus the general feeling of like, they can no longer stand together as perfect mirrors, but it doesn't matter, they'll work to meet in the middle all the same.

And the scars! While I was adding them I was like he probably doesn't have anything too bad on the torso because his coat isn't really shredded there, and he's fast enough that most things couldn't catch him to do much damage. But pokemon throw their attacks in the game, he probably handles babies with sharp claws and an instinct to climb, and his coat had to get torn somehow, so those scars were made with the intent to look like they came from his coat no longer being there to protect his legs and forearms from getting cut up instead.

... Does Cyllene have blue fur?? Because I was genuinely wondering about that.

i mean it's your post you can put whatever you want on it, but yeah this is cool too! as long as you don't mind if i keep answering your asks publicly lol

anyway thank YOU again for the lovely art!! yeahh he should have those vibes of like. "that thing is a PREY animal?? are you SURE??" also do we think anthros are capable of like making the same noises as their regular animals? i mean, the kids can purr i am not budging on this matter they NEED to purr or i'll riot. so i guess by extension other anthros can make similar animal vocalizations in addition to regular speech? but maybe it's considered something you only really do instinctively and/or doing it on purpose has specific social connotations.

hhh yeah... i think your drawing is pretty spot-on re: what he would look like, and Ouch yeah that would hurt emmet So Bad. including the fact that in person he's also visibly in High Alert mode and he's breathing wrong and his hands are shaking and- what did they do to his brother?

the idea that a good portion of his scars are just from overenthusiastic sneasel kits (kits? cubs?) though, lmao. but that's its own, like, ingo, you don't have to let them scale you using all of their claws. but he just doesn't care enough to stop them. but most of them are probably a shifting array of temporary-and-fading scars anyway. and then there are the bigger, nastier ones, from the full-grown mons that were actually on the attack...

mmm i almost feel like i'd need to do some color tests to decide whether she's blue, or sandy regular mountain lion colors, or a mix of both. like it might be too overpowering to make her grey-blue on top of her survey corps outfit, but then the sandy color might be too much of a contrast, or the mix would just look weird. idk i might revisit that! hmm.

[whumpkink]

That anon is lying, Emmett wouldn’t urge every follower of his no matter the age to go to discord for mature content.

Before he left tumblr for good and after he had to become more vague with his tagging etc, he had a system to try and make sure only adults could access his adult content. Knowing him, he wouldn’t just suddenly turn around and hand out nsfw to children. He’s also stated on his server regarding someone implying he’s a groomer that if he has ever talked to a minor or shown them nsfw, it has been unknowingly.

As a minor in his discord server, I had to identify myself as either a minor or an adult (which I did truthfully), and as such, I’m not allowed to access mature content or channels or engage in nsfw conversations with other members, for my own and other’s safety.

I feel like that anon is arguing in extremely bad faith. Of course Emmett wouldn’t say “find me on discord to access nsfw” to children because knowing him and his policies regarding nsfw it’s obvious he meant that he was telling adults who want to see his work this and assumed this would be easily understandable without explicitly saying, “and minors, do NOT ask me for nsfw!” Obviously he isn’t urging minors to look at and request access to nsfw because his attitude about that has already been made clear.

This got a little long, so I put it under a cut. The TL:DR is "people are supposed to curate their own experience, a content creator is not the one to blame if minors find their way into consuming mature content. Somehow the whump community is starting to become full of censorship, I'm a small, barely there blog but I guess I have to be ready in case someone decides I should be a target".

Hi. I was suspicious of that anon, even more when they didn't send another ask (I mean, really? I got the vibes of trying to convince me, someone that creates dark NSFW content, that someone is bad for creating dark NSFW content). Like, if you're going to come to my ask box to argue those kinds of things, come with context and actual proof.

Like, this? Even without showing me proof (like screencaps) is much more believable simply for being specific and giving me context. Makes more sense even if I'm fully aware there are probably people that create the kind content he does (and I do too) that are actual predators and are effectively targeting minors. We got to the point in which accusations are being thrown so freely that you start to having a hard time believing even in the ones with proof.

It's good he has policies and isn't targeting, it's also not his responsibility to make it foolproof that minors will not have access to his mature content. It's not a creator's job to curate a person's experience.

You were honest about being a minor, not all people are honest that way – I certainly wasn't, I lied without remorse about my age to access content I shouldn't. Almost every mature content I've seen in the whump community had all the warnings, if minors are choosing to consume it, Emmet nor anyone else has to stop creating content. It's not on him, it's not on me. If parents aren't teaching their kids how to be better at avoiding mature content, it's on the parents.

I wasn't told I shouldn't seek this content, I wasn't told it wasn't fine for me to consume porn, so of course I have a porn blog for years as a minor (I had it for longer as a minor than as an adult, actually). If I, as a minor, was consuming Emmet's content (that I don't even know what it actually is, but it doesn't matter) and was on discord, I wouldn't be honest about it and would be in the NSFW channels – I doubt his server asks for ID or something like that, which would be awful actually. And my exposure to mature content would be on my and not on him.

Overall, it's a fucked up situation. I'm kinda scared for me, for other people who create dead dove type of content. Who's gonna be the next target? Because I've seen people getting bullied and harassed into actual harm to themselves. I know some people are vulnerable, some people don't need more than a few vicious hate messages to spiral down and end up hurt or worse.

The whump community, when I discovered, looked like a safe space. Now will it turn into yet another online space where people survive off being terrible human being? Y'all, it's about hurting fictional characters, not real people.

(I've seen the second ask, I fully get the fear of accidentally being out of anon when you wanted to be an anon.)

[yanban-san]

I'm kind of wondering how local eldritch demon dude Ingo would react to a darling that's scared of the dark. I'm talking freeze up, won't move for anything, likely to start crying kind of scared. Because I'm like that, but I think that Ingo's abilities are so cool despite being so terrifying

Ingo would not want to hurt or frighten his Darling! He loves you- Adores you- and wants nothing more than to see you happy.

Tags: Poly, Demon/Monster AU, Cutesy, Also no beta we die like men if I’m posting after 11 PM

But the fact of the matter is, you have a rather involuntary and unfortunate response to being engulfed in absolute darkness- So many humans do, he understands! Or at least, claims he does. He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, even though it's fairly evident that he's been hurt a great deal that his darling beloved has such a visceral reaction to a core part of his nature. No amount of apologizing and appeasing him, telling him that it's not him, and you want to be with him is going to make it any easier for him though. He'll refuse to cuddle you in his true form, remaining as a human and taking extra care to ensure there's lots of pleasant, little lights for you to keep your fear away. He understands you don't want to react the way you do, but it's still painful.

After all, he wants to hold you- to look at you with his own eyes, to feel your hands over all his pretty shiny scales and to coil his tail and wings around you just like Emmet can.

Like Emmet.

But he's having trouble thinking of a way, and you're also quite sad- Your pretty, shadowy boyfriend- Who adores you so very much- Can't hold you close to him. And you can see how much it pains him, and how much it pains him that you're so scared of the dark. Occasionally you notice him slipping- He'll come up behind you at Gear Station, giving you a hug and you'll feel extra arms coming around you, and little hollow holes of darkness opening up around you... the hands have sleek, dark claws and more of those beautiful, black scales decorating them- with squishy, liquidy? pads of swirling, dark void on the palms- and dark, soft fur that always feels- Almost ice cold- To the touch.

And you're always almost tempted to try to just power through your fear for once- Just to try to see him- But he always withdraws at the last second, apologizing and disappearing into a shadowy pool before you can react, and scare yourself.

Emmet is saddened at the realization that you're so scared of the dark- He's always found his brother's tenebrous presence to be quite reassuring and comforting, especially in their home realm, where Ingo's powers are quite the dissuasion from anyone trying to murder and eat the twins. Ingo's shadows cut and tear up and obliterate anything he wants, erasing it's existence completely- Turning it into a part of the shadows. The only thing capable of cutting through Ingo's shadows is Emmet's own light- and the only thing capable of dimming Emmet's light is Ingo's own shadows. Don't ask what happens if they try to out-do one another though- It's some paradoxical nonsense.

But Emmet's light can cut through Ingo's shadows, and that's all you needed to understand.

And you got an idea.

You snuck into a maintenance tunnel in Gear Station- quite away from any prying eyes, you were confident. Now, you just needed to ask a favor of your other beloved.

"Kudari, Kudari!" You half whispered into the dreary half-light of the tunnel-

And suddenly there was a brilliant flash of light, and there before you stood the Station Master, Emmet. Without even waiting, he rushed up to you, picking you up and holding you against him- His wings unfurling happily as you felt his feathers curl around you, brushing against your skin and the many mouths of his voices peppering little kisses along your face and neck-

"Darrling! You called me! You called me! Is something the matter?" He inquired, setting you down on his lap as he sat down, shifting to hold you in his arms.

"Em! Actually, I wanted- to ask you something, in private, if that's alright."

He squeezed you tighter against him. "Of course, my beloved- You may ask me anything at all. At all! Now tell me, What is it?"

And you explained your plan- And how sad you were that Ingo- Nobori, couldn't hold you without your fear overtaking you. Kudari listened to your plan, touched at how much you'd thought this over- He found it sad too! His brother was wonderful- He wouldn't let your fear get in the way of his brother being able to hug and adore you!

And he had the perfect solution. "Not to worry, little love- Do not worry over such trivial things. I have the solution. Brother will be verrry happy! I can tell. And so will you."

---

Emmet returned to his work, begrudgingly though- Couldn't you let him stay with you a litttle longer? Or maybe you could come back with him and just sit in his lap for the rest of the day while he handled paperwork- Please? You did you best to reject his offer- promising to fulfill his request in a little bit, which appeased the cheery demon enough to return to his work for the time being and left you with the present.

And thus, you had your gift to Ingo. Wrapped up a in a strange, smooth box of- stone? Crystal? You weren't sure- And only Ingo was to open it, Emmet told you- It would be verrrrry bad to open this present when Ingo wasn't around, he warned! Dangerous for you and dangerous for others. Of course, you were not dumb- You wouldn't open the box by yourself.

You returned to your apartment- The entire space had been blessed with gifts from your twin beloveds after they'd revealed their true selves to you. In your bedroom, the ceiling gave way to a beautiful void that looked like the midnight sky- twinkling with little starlights that illuminated the whole of your room in a warm, golden glow. Both of them had made gifts to you of bedding- softer and more luxurious than anything you'd ever felt and could ever feel in this world. They'd put all sorts of protective enchantments around your dwelling as well. It was always vaguely comforting and immediately relaxing to walk into your living space.

You readied yourself- changing into comfortable lounge wear and standing in your living room.

"Nobori!" You again whispered- A whisper was all it took, after all. And the shadows grabbed hold of you as Ingo appeared behind you, his physical form gradually settling around you as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He sighed deeply as his lidded silver eyes moved over you. You looked comfortable.

"Yes, Darling?" He answered back, his voice as seductive as ever.

"I- I uh, I have- I have something for you." You answered sheepishly. Oh, you hoped this would work.

Ingo's face betrayed little emotion- though his eyes opened a little more out of curiosity. If it was a gift from you, he'd happily accept anything- Though why not wait until this evening when he and his brother would return to be with you?

"You know- How I said- I'm afraid of the dark, right? And I can't really- control how I respond- Like, I just freeze up, you know? Like how that happened the uh, the first couple times you tried?"

Ingo's frown deepened at the memories. "...Yes, I do." He did not like to recall causing you such discomfort and pain.

And you reached around, grabbing the box from your couch. "Well, I asked Emmet about it- and he- He said that uh, whatever's... in this box should- Should help us with that!"

Ingo looked at the box, gingerly taking into his own hands. His expression was unreadable, aside from his softening frown. He studied the box without opening it for a good minute.

And quite quickly, his frown shifted to a rare smile. And he laughed a little.

"I-Ingo?"

Your dear sweetheart looked down at you, bending over to kiss your forehead. His demeanor had shifted completely, and he almost seemed- giddy, you dared to think.

"My dear, my darling sweetheart- This is a most wonderful gift. If you would be so kind- Might I try it now? I am quite eager to see if it will alleviate your suffering- From my form."

You had been fairly certain Ingo would want to try the gift out immediately- Hence why you'd prepared before hand. "If you think it'll work, then sure!"

He kissed you again- "Then, please, close your eyes, love- And open them when I tell you to."

You did as he said- closing your eyes tightly- And your eyelids went even darker as you felt yourself suddenly fall- Something that happened whenever Ingo tried to cuddle you.

"You may open them again, love."

And you did- And gasped.

A beautiful, warm light- in the form of little stars- decorated the pair of massive, draconic wings that encircled you- The membranes less like membranes and more like shimmering gossamery-silky-glassy-watery-windows into a midnight sky- And coiling around your body, supporting you, running over you and around you with seemingly no end, seeming to go on forever- A beautiful, black, scaled... tail. Shining with a rainbow iridescence unlike anything you'd ever seen. Every shift of Ingo's tail caused a new splash of muted rainbows and gem-like tones to sparkle against them- And the colors ran deep into the scales, making them look like multi-layered pools of darkness and beauty that went on forever...

And then Nobori spun you around to look at him- His face shielded by a mask similar to the one you'd seen Kudari wear- Except the mouth was frowning. Around his head, poking out from his conductor's cap, was a pair of rather cute horns- And behind his head was a radiant ring of light- Bright enough to pierce the all-consuming darkness that normally engulfed him- And you.

His body still looked relatively human, you noted- Still wearing his conductor's coat, though it had changed appearance... slightly. It was pitch black, and had an extra set of arm holes for a new set of arms that had emerged from his body. His tie and undershirt were gone, though- His chest was covered in the same iridescent scales and also a collar of silken fur, strangely blending with the collar of his coat around his neck. You reached out a hand, grasping it and stroking it- It shimmered under the light as well, turning to smoke and settling back into a shape when the light touched it.

Ingo closed his eyes languidly- He was quite nervous like this. Being so- solid. And- He'd never expected to have you studying him so intently- The way your eyes sparkled in the light, darting over every feature you could make out against his still-considerably-dark-body- It was so beautiful- He brought down his scaled claws around you, little shadows poking around you where they could before dissolving in the light, only to re-merge seconds later-

"You're beautiful, Nobori."

Nobori stopped. His impossibly long tail twitched, flicking and writing- and his wings, covered in the trails of his brother's lights- gathered around you aggressively as he squeezed you a little tighter.

"What did you say, love?"

"You are beautiful!" You repeated- And it was true. He was very beautiful- Handsome, pretty- Whatever! His fur was soft, silky, cold and refreshing- And his scales were much the same way, but hard and smooth- flexing and shimmering gently under your touch as you ran your hands over his chest. And not only that, but the darkness was no longer overwhelming, thanks to the lights Kudari had given him. It was less like being trapped in a never-ending void of blackness and more like being enclosed in a warmly lit canopy bed- If the curtains were made of dragon wings and the bed itself was a scaly... dragon man thing.

"Oh, darling-" He practically purred- And he bent his head down to kiss you, trailing them all over your face and head as his claws ran over your scalp- Making you giggle.

He pulled you against him, tightly- He had no heartbeat of his own, nor breath that he drew- But somehow you could still feel the nervousness and excitement that radiated from his being- And a deep, hollow purr of contentment. You felt the tail- and hundreds of little shadowy tentacles pull at your back, and legs- writhing and curling around you happily, gently massaging you and playing with your hair, intertwining with your fingers...

"I adore you, Darling."

You nuzzled against the dragon-man hugging you, and the shadowy monster sunk you down into his embrace, cuddling you against him as he laid down beside you, wrapping you in little starlights and pressing you into his chest.

"Thank you, love." He whispered happily.

[leggerefiore]

there is some incomplete!hybrid ingo stuff but what about emmet? is there something of him as an incomplete hybrid instead?

sad not quite ghost man

sorry for so much emmet, i just love him

▽Incomplete Chandelure Hybrid Emmet△

○ He admittedly feels lamer than his older brother. His chest in transparent and holds flickering flame just like Ingo's own, but the rest of him is human. Well, except for his hunger for life energy and white blood that hardens like candle wax after being exposed to the air for a few minutes. Being awake during the day feels quite strange for him, too, as his instincts dictate for him to hunt at night. Emmet feels as if he got all the ghost type instincts in the split with Ingo took literally all the ghost type features. He's still huffy, despite it being many years later.

○ He works the night shift at the station usually, so he sadly doesn't see as many challengers as he would like. It does satisfy his nature, however. It also makes creeping life energy from those around him less suspicious as well. Humans will naturally feel more tired at night. There is no reason for anyone to suspect him of being less than human. The younger twin is just your friendly, normal Subway Boss who is oddly warm to be around. His extra heat radiates around him distractingly.

○ He's increasingly frustrated with how people talk about hybrids in his day to day, especially ghost types. Yes, a lot of them can curse you and may eat souls, but they don't typically do that. It's not their normal interest. Most do want to live among humans peacefully. His older twin was a perfect example. Ingo detested having to feed from people and dreamed of having a family one day. Emmet sighed as he listened to rumours about how Litwick hybrids were aggressive and life ending despite their age. They would have been surprised to have met Ingo when he was younger.

○ You were a night train commuter, so you often saw the Subway Boss around the station. He was interesting to you. His ability to never even seem slightly phased by the unnatural schedule he lived by. Your graveyard shift tended to haunt you for days, but he seemed perfectly fine. On your day off, you decided to challenge him to a battle. He was more than excited to go up against you. The more you did this, the closer you got to him. Actual conversations started, and a friendship was born ultimately. Emmet was a strange guy, but you supposed that was what made him fun.

○ You were dragged along to hangouts with him and his friend, Elesa. These moments spent at late-night cafés, or wandering the amusement park under the neon glow of the city, were etched into your mind. The oddities started when you went yo his house, however. His apartment seemed average for a bachelor. Maybe a little more decorated than you expected, but Elesa could have easily played a hand there. Everything was going well, you both shared a pizza, but when he excused himself to the bathroom, you were left alone in the living room. It was quiet, even with the TV on playing a random show as background noise. You tried to focus on that, yet a strange lingering feeling of being watched haunted you. Gazing around, you spotted nothing. There was even a look outside the window to confirm that nothing was watching, but you still felt uncomfortable.

○ Eventually, an old habit came out. You threw a cleanse tag at where you felt the gaze originate, as screamed when a Chandelure hybrid was forced to materialise. It was worsened when you realised they looked identical to Emmet. He stared at you with wide eyes, flames flickering nervously. Footsteps rushed from across the apartment, and Emmet burst into the room to catch you and the hybrid staring each other down. The grin on his face was distressing, and his eyes pooled with fear. “E-Em… Who is this?” You point to his doppelganger hesitantly. He sighs and taps his cheek. His lack of words was a normal reaction from him. “I'm his twin brother,” the hybrid spoke, voice deep and tone strong, “I apologise for frightening you, but I simply had to look into whom my brother expressed a romantic interest in…” You felt doubly shocked. Twin brother? That would imply Emmet was related to hybrids (perhaps even WAS a hybrid). Romantic interest. You stared at Emmet.

○ You were a bit upset that he hadn't told you sooner, but he was afraid about your reaction to hybrids. It hurt, though you knew his reasons were understandable. He explained that he was an incomplete Chandelure hybrid, and that, Ingo, the full hybrid, was truthfully his twin brother. He stripped away a few of his heavy clothing layers to prove that he, in fact, have a flame. You watched as it danced through his shirt with intrigue. He seemed annoyed that Ingo had admitted his feelings toward you before he was ready. “I do enjoy all the time we spend together. I wish we could spend more… Ingo is meeeean, making me confess,” he whined while hugging your arm playfully. You returned his feelings wholeheartedly. He was relieved and elated that you did not mind that he was a hybrid, and that you felt the same. He immediately declared your first date was going to be to the local battle café, do you could be partners there.

○ Your relationship moved into a more serious one, him humming melodies and singing softly for you. A sign of proper courtship, Ingo explained. Emmet never seemed satisfied with his songs, but was happy you at least enjoyed them. Eventually, he boldly announced he wanted a piece of your soul. You could only stare at him in confusion. He giggled. Apparently, it was normal between human and Chandelure hybrids to share parts of their beings with one another. It signified union and a type of marriage of sorts. You hesitated a bit, afraid of both the commitment and idea of a piece of your being taken into someone else.

○ After some consideration, you agreed. It was surprisingly romantic, at least you assumed Ingo intervened a bit to make it more intimate. He seemed strangely interested in his brother's romantic life. (Perhaps a longing from his lacking of one. You felt terrible for the poor ghost hybrid. He seemed much more gentle than his brother.) Softly, you felt him draw something from you, leaving you exhausted and strangely empty. It was cupped into his hands and brought to his translucent skin of his chest. You gazed at the beautiful sight. His purple flame flickered endlessly, illuminating his dark skeleton and his organs. The fire welcomed your soul, and an adoring smile spread across Emmet's face. A giggle left him as he held a small flame in his hand. Gently, it was pressed to your own chest where it disappeared beneath the skin. Your emptiness was gone, but tiredness remained. Emmet laid you down against his bed and curled around you sweetly. You drifted off to his soft humming of a familiar melody.

○ The morning you awoke in his arms with a small grin on your face. His silver strands cupped his face while he slept peacefully. You buried your face back into his chest with a sigh. Neither him, nor his brother, would be awake until the evening, leaving you alone in the apartment. You hummed to yourself as you debated making a surprise dessert to gift to your adoring boyfriend. In the end, he loved your strawberry cream cake and spent the entire night proving his love in a multitude of ways.

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Man I'm punching I wish I had a cute sugar daddy.

I have a dream about yandere Emmetdressing me up and heat fancy clothes the golden collar around my neck showing me off to his colleagues. He has a smug smile on his face noticing all the jealous looks he's getting.

That smile quickly fading when he notices that I'm getting a little too comfortable with another man. Bringing me here was supposed to be a treat for being a good girl...oh well punishment time.

and now that's all I've been thinking about for a week

RO! BELOVED! As noodle you blog still brings me joy, I hope I can do this justice. You’re wish is my command!

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CW : yandere, heavily implied Stockholm syndrome, spanking, choking, overstimulation, semi public area.

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You had been so good! So well behaved too and what better reward than showing you off? Granted you will still be close to him and have a claim on you. But what’s the worst that can happen?

He dressed you so cutely too! Sun dresses were the perfect balance of casual and classy, those white thigh highs with hearts and flats to go with it make the whole outfit!

Oh and that new collar he bought you that matched! With a bright pretty heart shaped tag that had his name and number on it like you’d ever get lost!

Only the best for his beloved darling.

“You look so verrry cute! My beloved darling is just perfect!” Emmet coos, hugging you tightly and leaving kissing all over your face.

“Thank you Em.” You giggle, leaning into his affection.

“Hm I wonder if we have any bracelets to cover those marks on your wrist, I’m sorry I left you tied up for sooo long.” You watch as he runs around looking for the perfect set of brackets to hide the cuff marks.

You’d think with it being so long they would’ve healed by now.

“Perfect! The gold matches your collar perfectly, are you ready darling? Remember don’t stray far from me.”

“Of course.”

And you two were off to the office party.

All his colleagues were there and some with their families.

Emmet’s grin turned smug with all the looks you two were getting. You look so precious with your arm hooked around his.

Emmet always knew you were a looker and is proud to admit that. You’re his partner after all, and he wants everyone here to know it.

People came up to speak to both of you, some asked how you two met which he was happy to talk about. Love at first battle, truly!

But you also had other walk up to talk to you, you are their boss’s girl after all, it was only natural.

But after a few hours he noticed you weren’t against his side anymore. Looking to see where you were he feels his breathing catch in his throat.

You look so content with another man touching your arm, giggling and smiling at whatever you two are talking about.

Emmet can feel his blood boiling, rage over taking him as he watches this man trail his hand up and gently tug on your collar.

This was suppose to be a reward for being a good pet, and this is how you want to be? Fine, two can play at this game.

“Terribly sorry, but me and my wife must be off!” He grabs your arm and waves everyone off.

“But Em we-“

“Daring, aren’t we?” His cold tone made you quiet.

Emmet pulls you out of the party but not out of the building, taking you down a hallway right to his office.

He shoves you in and locks the door.

“Now what was that?” Emmet’s grin is nothing but filled with malice.

“What was what?” You try to hide your smile, knowing what’s coming next

“Oh you want a punishment, don’t you? Well darling happy to provide, after you let another man touch what’s mine.”

You moan when he grips the ring of your collar and yanks you towards him. Slamming his lips against yours and shoving his tongue into your mouth.

His hands slide up your legs and grasp the backs of your thighs, lifting you up and dropping you on his desk. Breaking the kiss with a yelp once you felt the hard wood of the desk beneath you.

“I’m going to make sure you and everyone else in the building knows you’re mine.”

Emmet rips your underwear off you. Grabbing your thighs before yanking you down so your flat on your back and ass hanging off the desk.

“Aw my little darling, wet already? You were thinking about this weren’t you?” Emmet teases. Flipping your dress up he crouches down and settles himself between you legs.

Hands gripping your legs to keep them apart, cooing when he sees how your slick trickles down and onto the floor. Emmet leans in and gives an attentive lick, then another before he spits on your hole, wrapping his arm around your hips to hold you still. Freeing up his other hand up, he moves two fingers to rub your spit covered hole, pushing them in while he sucks on your clit.

You feel him hum against you while you squirm, hand over your mouth to try and stay quiet. But emmet isn’t going to help you.

In fact he pushes his fingers in to the last knuckle, thrusting them in your slowly before crooking the upwards. Laughing against you when your back arches.

The loud and wet sounds coming from your cunt while Emmet finger fucks you are obscene. You can’t hold back your sounds anymore when you lightly sucks your pulsing nub.

“F-fuck!” It feels so good, you’re almost there!

“Noooo!” You whine when he pulls away from your dripping pussy.

You quickly silence yourself as he grips your chin and gets eye level with you, his silver eyes glowing in the dim light of the office.

“You will take what I give you, understand?”

“Yes sir.” You just want to cum so badly.

“Good little darling.” He leans back up, moaning as he licks his fingers clean.

You hear the sound of his pants dropping. You squirm, already so pent up and just wanting him to fuck you.

His cock is already drooling, he is just addicted to you! He grinds himself against you, making sure his dick is coated in your slick.

“Mm, do you think that bastard will hear you? I think so, in fact? I hope so.”

That was you only warning before he slams himself into you. He laughs and coos in between his own gasps.

While you toss your head back and scream out, the pleasurable burning of the stretch he gives you. It’s too much.

Emmet keeps his eyes locked where you two meet, you’re clenching him so tightly! And gushing too. He must’ve not given you enough time to wind down before starting.

“Are you cumming already? Such a naughty darling!” He bites back his own moan and starts a rough pace.

He shows no mercy, fucking you through your orgasm. You keep crying out, legs around his hips, arms around his shoulders, clawing and gripping at his coat.

“Listen to you, you sound like suuuch a whore! Mmhm! My whore is so good at taking my cock.”

He angle’s his hips and shifts your hips higher to repeatedly abuse and slam against that sweet spot inside you.

You squeal, tears filling up your eyes from all the pleasure.

“Your whore! Only yours!” You’ve been through this long enough to know what he wants.

“Ah! My darling.” Emmet leans down and gives you a sloppy kiss.

You hold him close. Eye squeezing shut, your sounds muffled by his intense wet kiss. You throw you head back once more.

“Cumming! Please!” You don’t know what you’re pleading for.

He doesn’t slow down. He moves a hand from your waist to you clit, rubbing it in tight circles.

Emmet’s mouth is agape, drool dripping down, his face as flushed as yours, he can’t get enough of the feeling of you.

Especially the way you cum, like now, back arched, hips grinding against him for more, sounding like a cock hungry whore.

“So good f’me! Mm maybe I can make you louder.”

“W-wait, Emmet, please do-“

He was already pulling out of you, flipping you over, hands gripping your hips, making sure your chest is flat against his desk and ass in the air before he plunges back into you.

“You’re gonna cum for again like a good girl.”

Your collar’s tag jingles loudly with the rough movements. You yelp when you feel his hand connect harshly against your ass.

“Ooo I liked those sounds.” You can only squeal with each smack.

His thrusts constantly hitting your end, the pain of his smacks mixing with the pleasure.

Your ass is burning by the time he stops. Your collar is a little twisted after all this, which is perfect for him.

You feel Emmet lean over a little before your collar is turned, the d-ring now facing him, and with a quick pull your back bows out.

“Now normally I like my hands around your throat, but this works.” He pants. Your choked gasps and strained moans going straight to his cock. His teeth digging into your exposed shoulder and side of your neck.

You grip the edges of the desk, eyes rolling back. You move your hips with his. He lets go of your collar allowing you to breath.

You gasp for air, sobs quickly mixing with your breathing.

“G-gonna cum! It’s too muuch! Emmet! Fuck!”

“That’s right, cum for me.” He moans

He slips a hand down to play with your sensitive pussy once more.

Crying out with you as you both cum.

“Such a good pretty girl! My darling! All mine!”

His cum fills you up, almost too much as it drips onto the floor.

You fall limp, chest heaving.

“Em.” Your voice was so soft and hoarse while you blindly reach for one of his hands.

He lays carefully on top of you, taking a hold and placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

“Are you alright enough to make it home?”

You numbly nod your head. Emmet rubs your cheek with the back of his other hand.

“Good, cause you’re walking out of here with my cum dripping out of you, your torn underwear is useless to you, buuut it’s staying with me.”

You flush l, it’s going to be so embarrassing to do so, but at least this punishment was lighter than the last.

But the look in his eyes tells you it’s just starting.

[sningo-prompts]

I'm not good at coming up with writing ideas, but do you have any wholesome prompt ideas?

Ok i only have one at the moment so i kinda didnt wanna spoil it but ehhh i probably would have forgotten its the ending e post anyway so here it is

That got long. This is liz back after finishing. Btw all my wholesome posts should be tagged “wholesome wholesale” i think. Ok hope you like this.

When the staff are finally informed of Ingos new form they are super shocked. Though it all makes sense now. Some of them quickly burry their face in there hands from embarrassment. Oh lord i called him a sweet cutie pie. Oh geeze i put a collar on him and said he was the most hansom lil baby. I BOOPED HIS SNOOT PLEASE LORD NO I WANT DEATH I BOOPED MY BOSSES SNOOT.

Others feel kinda bad about ya know treating him like a pokemon. They all apologise as a group. Ingo quickly tries to reassure them that hes not mad or anything but man cant talk “snee snea snee snea” one poor girl comes up crying to him because shes so sorry im so sorry i booped your snoot boss i swear i didnt know. Well thats met with laughter from everyone. Even Emmet and Ingo.

They all really like their bosses and greatly respect them so of course they feel a little bad about how they treated them. But they didnt know but they do know they gotta make it up to him. So they throw him a little welcome back party. Something small with just the staff, not just because its a secret but because they know Ingo and he wouldn’t want some big crazy party. They have cake of course but they also ask if Ingo wants to battle them? Hes always watching Emmet but since its jusy the staff he could finally join in. His team are very much so up for it and honestly so is he. He missed battling with his team so much. So he ends up battling them all and besting them all too. It may have been a while but his pokemon are much closer to him and he will never forget battling no matter when or where he is. Then of course Emmet steps up like a final boss. Emmet got verrrry excited watching his brother battle and he verrry much so wants a turn. Ingo too is excited to battle his brother again. So they do battle. Its intense. Emmet isnt going to hold back either. Hes at his best when excited to battle his brother. But he isnt ready for the communication Ingo has with team nor is he ready for Hisui hardened Ingo. Yea its a crazy battle to watch but in the end Ingo wins. All in all its a very fun time for everyone. Ingo finally feels back home after this. Sure hes been back a week or so but this makes it feel so resl. Battling again. Its been so long. Oh geeze is he getting emotional. Do we spy a tear in those sneasel eyes. Yes probably. Hes just so happy. Maybe he purrs a little. They all love their subway bosses and in that moment, seeing Ingo cry from joy, they all agree that no harm will ever come to their bosses again.

Thus the Ingo Protection Squad is formed. Yes they have tshirts.

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Like, please tell me people understand just what a terrifying force Ingo had become in PLA. Like okay to start with, he's already an extremely skilled trainer. Being from modern times, he doesn't have much fear of pokemon. However, the pokemon in Hisui are dangerous, but he adapts to their new threat and still has an immediate skill to interact and train with them. And now he canonically convinced Alpha pokemon to fight you.

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Un-Identical

"I don't look like him anymore."

Elesa's hand that has been mindlessly carding through Emmet's hair stills. Only for a moment, though. She keeps her eyes fixed on the TV. They have chosen a movie that has intrested the both of them. Elesa likes the murder mystery portion of it. Emmet likes that the entire thing takes place on a train. The picture on the TV is still moving, there is still noise coming out of the speakers, but Elesa can't focus on it much anymore.

There's never a question of who 'him' is, not when Emmet says the pronoun in that sort of voice, this late at night.

"You don't know that."

Technically, it's impossible for Emmet to know that. Nobody knows what Ingo looks like. Well, most people think he looks like a rotting corpse somewhere. Elesa, personally, things he looks a chandelure, and a haxorus, and an excadril, and sometimes a crustle. Or he looks like Emmet, from the corner of her eye, or early in the morning, or late at night. Emmet's reflections when she isn't expecting it.

"I don't look like him anymore," Emmet repeats, and he does prefer to only speak the truth when he can, "Because Ingo looks like he did four years ago."

There is a picture of Ingo. It's right next to the door, and everytime Elesa comes over, she watches Emmet greet it or bid it farewell, depening on if he's coming or going. Elesa does the same whenever she's over. It hadn't been there the first year, and she didn't dare bring up it's sudden addition after the first anniversary.

"Does he?" She asks. She looks down at him. First from her periphery, so she can glimpse Ingo for a painful heartbeat, and then full on and to establish him as just Emmet. That's all he needs to be.

"Yes, he does. And I'm older."

He is. He has lines on his face. They had been so pronounced during that first year, but they're softer now, like he'd age rapidly but then had those years given back to him. Like a threat, or a blessing.

"It's been a while." Elesa sat.

Four years. Too long and too short. She doesn't expect him when she comes over anymore. When she walks with Emmet down the street, they don’t leave space for a third person anymore. Reservations for two are natural and roll off the tongue. But Ingo’s voice still echoes on the sound of a rushing train.

"We're not twins anymore, are we? We're different. He is always going to look four years younger than me. And then five years younger than me. And then six. And then- well, however many years I make it."

Even now, there's a small smile at the edges of his mouth. It's just the way his face sits. He's staring intently on the ceiling.

"Yes." She does not lie to him.

"i miss him." He says.

"I do too."

They sit there, trying to imagine Ingo, trying to come to terms with never knowing him for another day. It's something they mostly understand. Now it's just these small things that sting. They'll live through it, thank god they'll live through it.

Emmet sits up, and now it's Elesa's turn to rest her head on his lap while he plays with her hair. He rewinds the movie.

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#3

Also can we talk about how in Turning Red, Sun Yee (the ancestor) looked so sad when Mei was in the like spirit realm to get rid of her panda? And how happy she was when Mei kept it?

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other good stuff from Turning Red:

The mom is like so ridiculously huge as a red panda, and then the grandma breaks her amulet and you're like 'oh, so she'll be big too, right?'

And like, she technically big compared to most people, but like the mom was really just Like That, was really just monsterously big. Love that for her. I bet as soon as the grandma and aunts heard about mei they were like 'oh shit is she gonna be colossal too'

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Last big doodles of mine and so far just the last two. for now since I have more doodles I want to do, and honestly the top one above is my big favorite and gives some insights on my two FMA OCs Emmy and Emmet Rosenthal [my Rosenthal siblings]

I shall talk about the doodles as usual :3 starting the top one! ^

so the top one is going to be very important to my OC's, Emmy and Emmet Rosenthal, as well it'll be touched up more in my comics. while some FMA artists would probably question it and maybe say it "makes no sense" because of stuff, dude its world building. there's MANY FRICKEN PLACES...THAT HAVE YET TO BE DISCOVERED. ID IMAGINE THIS BE ONE OF THEM. Remember the brotherhood movie??? Yeah-  Anyways- So Emmys mothers ancestry is pretty unique and has been around for a good long amount of time, some would speculate their culture or their people, whichever which or both have been around possibly around when Xerxes been around until they vanished, but would also say it was a probably a very 'young' country like...there's not many people. until years gone by there's many. it was once a small kingdom and soon grew more and more over the years which it has. they rule under someone of royal blood - their rulers being the king, queens, prince, princess, etc. I am still thinking of a nice cool name for what their race is named, because i named them "Krazohens" but that's ME …. borrowing a name.....from a video game and just add more letters to make it sound "cool" but- ack...noooo. So i need to think of what the race ethnicity would be named so that needs some work. I would imagine they are people who use alchemy A. LOT. for defense, protection, and healing purposes. they even have schools for the young that wishes to use alchemy. they ban inhumane alchemic acts such as using live animals and such to create chimeras and .. use alchemy on people to create a human-weapon. and also bring those to life is a huge no no, forbidden. no surprise and no shock. So I'm still working with the world building on the culture and such of Emmy and Emmet's ancestry, from the mothers side of the family, but i do wanna at least explain a bit on what these two are doing in the doodle piece best i can? i had imagined that they go through special rituals and such when visiting their ancestral homes around the times of the festival month and this happen the week they arrived [in the story ed and al tagged along and get to see the ritual being done]. Both Emmet and Emmy also get idk ranked? ish? by their knowledge and abilities i suppose?  Emmy was more seen as she who protects her people, and a healer who she comes to protect. Emmet was seen and has shown that is he who protects and defends his people, a heart of gold and steel that he will lay down his life to protect his people and his love ones. being his family he has left and his sister. Emmy was seen as an alchemist warrior but more towards a healer too, while Emmet is shown he's more of a warrior and a soldier then anything. Emmet can do alchemy but he is used to hand to hand combat. I'm still working with the world building on the ancestor part but i was enjoying a lot with it and this was my big favorite piece I've drawn (quq)

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this is a scene that'll happen in the comics for sure, and I don't give a flying flip what anyone says- but basically - its a scene where Ed and Emmy where still in Emmy's ancestral home and they stay there for a good 2-3 weeks, and they got the special honor to stay in the castle. they kept hearing noises and voices which was creeping Alphonse out and making Ed skeptic but also weary. Emmy being weary as well. of course here Emmy and Edward got into an argument of "there's no such things as ghost" and of course...Emmy stares at him pointing out about him dealing with shit that was suppose to be "impossible" to encounter let alone exist....

come on if we got paranormal actual documentation of demonic possessed fucking places and dolls in our world, I would imagine there be some IN THE FMA WORLD.. just not very common to figure that out but come on-

[hell Mei, ling, and Lanfan and Fuu had pointed out on the feelings of people swarming around beneath when they went to central or arrived so- i mean????? lets be real here] so yeah they go into investigate mode and figure out something deep in the castle and help recover something that puts everything to rest in the country that was...LONG overdue. which will get in touch with in future doodles or when the comic comes out.

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Part 2

An:Finally after 3,00 years i finally finished this!! 😭😭

"What do you mean she knew?! She's a human!You're telling me an innocent fragile human 18 year old could have known what those bloodsuckers are without even Edward knowing?!" Sam yelled loud enough for everyone upstairs to hear.

Seth rubbed my back as he and i sat on the edge of my bed."Hey,it's gonna be ok." I shrugged."He seems really mad though..and i know it's my fault.I should have just kept my mouth shut." He looked to leah for support.She sighed and stood infront of me,"Look i know Sam,He'll yell a bit, but once he gets it out of his system he'll be fine." I winced as he yelled again,"It's alright,I'm used to being yelled at anyways."

Leah clenched her jaw as she saw me wince once more at the sound of the men yelling,"Ok nevermind,I'm over it." She stated before leaving the room.

"Shut up already!" She yelled as she entered the kitchen where Jacob and Sam stood with heated tension

Both men froze and turned towards her,"What did-" she cut Jacob off.

"No shut up,(Y/n) is up there shaking like a leaf talking about how used to yelling she is,Now if you two don't shut up and go up there and talk to her like fucking adults then i swear to our ancestors that i will rip you two apart!" They both stared at her with wide eyes before nodding.

"Good,now go." She pointed upstairs,stepping aside to let them pass.They both gave eachother a confused look before walking upstaires,"I'm the alpha and she..." Sam started,"Don't,She'll hear you.." Jacob elbowed him before they stopped in the doorway. Seth pulled me in for a gentle hug before standing once he noticed the two watching."You better make things right." He whispered to the men before walking past them downstairs.

Jacob sat beside me while Sam leaned against the window seal across from us."So who wants to start..?" Jacob asked looking between me and sam.There was a sigh from across from me,"I will,(Y/n)-" he started gruffly,but once he saw me flinch his voice softened immediately."(Y/n)...i'm sorry for freaking out on you i just...this world can be a very dangerous place and monsters like the cullens are the reason why." I played with a string on the blanket,still not ready to look at them yet. "But they aren't monsters...they were nothing but nice to me.If they really were monsters they had many chances to hurt me." Sam pinched the bridge of his nose,Jacob decided to pick up from there."That may be true,But what Sam meant was all of the bloodsuckers can be very very dangerous to the living,That's why we protect this town from them.And it had been going perfectly fine before the cullens moved here." Staying silent for a moment i took a shaky breath and looked up at them,"Then am i a monster too..?"

He rubbed soothing circles onto my back and whispered calming words to me until i fell asleep,he tried his best to bury me under the blankets before they both left the room. By the time Jacob had carefuly shut the door and turned sam had already stormed his way downstairs.

Sam furrowed his brow and was quick to kneel down on one knee before me,holding my hands in his."Absolutely not! Why would you ever think that?"

He could see that my eyes were beginning to water."My..My father always told me that i-I was nothing but a monster since my mom passed...And when he got remarried it only got worse.." Sam's grip on my hands tightened slightly,once a reassuring gesture was now a protective hold.Jacob rubbed my back gently,urging me to continue. "He told me that my mom was nothing but a disgusting witch and that i should have died with her.." Sam growled in anger standing up and turning away as to not frighten me more. 'If i ever get my hands on that disgusting bastard.' He thought clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white. Jacob put me on his lap and held me to his chest,only when my neck was buried in his chest did i allow the tears to fall.

"O-Oh hey (Y/n), i didn't even heard you come down." He stuttered traying to regain his composure. "Sorry..i got hungry.." My eyes were still red and puffy,my usually bright expression had now become the same deppressed look that i had first come with. 'Just when she was getting better.Damnit Sam.' He thought before smiling softly at me."How about i make you something to eat then? The others are at school and Emily is visiting my mom right now." I nodded,"And those wolves?" He knew exactly who i meant. "They uh..." He wanted to lie but he knew i wouldn't believe him."I have a feeling you already know..." I merely nodded."I knew since i met Sam at the diner, but i could tell you guys didn't want to tell me." He shook his head."No it's not that,we just wanted to protect you ,after everything you've been through we were afraid it might be too much.But after everything that's happened today i think we've already crossed that line." He rubbed his arm in embarrassment.

"I am going to find that bastard and rip him to shreds." Leah nodded in agreement, "And I'm all for it but how are we going to find him Sam,we can't exactly track him in town like this." Leah said rolling her eyes.

Sam raked his hands through his dark hair and shut his eyes tight.He absolutely hated what he was about to suggest. "We need to ask the bloodsuckers for help." Jacob crossed his arms,"Their not exactly the best trackers either Sam.They couldn't even find Victoria when she was in the woods nearby,who knows whether or not this guy already ditched town ." Leah shrugged."I agree but it's worth a shot,right? I don't like the cullens either,well Esme is tolerable,but they might be the best chance of catching this guy as quick as possible." Sam thought for a moment,"It's then decided,Seth you stay here with (Y/n).Leah,Jacob,with me." Running out of the house the three shifted before heading towards the treaty line. Seth watched for a moment before turning to head upstairs,He yelped when he saw me standing behind him with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders.

"Where did they go?" He debated lying again,"They...They went to ask they cullens for help.." I raised a brow,"With..?" He took a deep breath,"Finding your parents."

"They won't find them." I said walking to the kitchen table and sitting down."What do you mean?" I sighed."He and his wife had bags packed when they left me on that road...their long gone by now.." He watched me as i stared down at the table,tears freely fell down my face but i just looked so tired. He sat next to me and placed his hand over mine,"You're apart of our family now,Wether you like it or not." He smiled proudly when i let out a chuckle. "It feels nice..to be wanted..thank you.." He fought back tears himself but a few escaped when he smiled wider."You never have to thank me,you're stuck with me now." He pulled me into a hug,lifting me out of my seat and twirling me around like a goofball.When he finally let me down he ruffled my hair,content with the joyful smile that replaced the saddened frown."Now lets get you something to eat."

When the 3 wolves arrived at the treaty line they saw that Carlisle,Alice and Edward were waiting for them. Carlisle stepped forward,"Alice told us you would need us,What is your plan." Edward relayed to them everything the wolves had told him.He shared a look with Carlisle,"If we ask them..do you think they would actually help?" Edward asked. Carlisle sighed,"It is worth a shot,Demetri is the best tracker in the world.Plus Aro owes me a favor-" he was cut off by Sam's growling.Carlisle looked to Edward for answers,"He is upset that you would even think of asking the Volturi." Carlisle turned to the wolves,"They might be our best option of finding (Y/n)'s father,Demetri can find people that are across the entire planet by smelling them or something with their scent once.I would rather not involve them but i fear we do not have any other choice,Charlie reported that even the police cannot find any traces of her parents." The wolves growled at eachother.

"You can't honestly be thinking of agreeing Sam!" Leah hissed. "After everything the Volturi has done,whose to say they won't just decide to kill her instead." Jacob roared. "They won't,to them she's just a innocent human that doesn't know anything,they don't need to know anything else." Edward said to Sam. Hesitantly Sam nodded,"Don't make me regret this." He threatened.

It took 2 days for the letter to reach the Volturi,and it took 4 days for Alice to recieve a vision."Their coming." She said entering the living room where everyone was waiting. It was silent until Emmet asked the one question on everyones mind.

"Who did they send?"

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Because I miscalculated when my roommate would be out of town, I'm stuck assembling two bookshelves and a new desk by myself. 😅 It got me thinking about characters and their building talents.

• Personally I feel like fighting and rock/ground type trainers have a natural born talent for it somehow?? Nearly spooky how it's a unanimous talent they all share lol.

• Of the Subway Twins, I feel Ingo has the patience for it, and while Emmet CAN assemble stuff with little problem, he just doesn't like to. He prefers being moral support or just an extra set of hands when necessary.

• Cynthia, bless her, TRIES... But she gives up and has a friend do it for her. Flint normally ends up helping her out, and makes Volkner tag along. They're both more than capable of doing it alone, but it's nice to have someone to talk shit with.

• Leon has no problems, though! And can speed through builds surprisingly quick if he has the drive and focus. He finds it relaxing. Hop, meanwhile, doesn't share the sentiment. He has to ask for a building/assembling partner, otherwise it won't get done.

• Sabrina somehow manages to have no problem with convoluted or bad instructions, but struggles with simpler assembly. (It's probably because she overthinks the entire thing)

• Elesa prefers assembling stuff on her own since it gives her "her time", but will often ask Skyla to give her company while doing it.

that's exactly how i view emmet. he's this amazing whiz at so many things, but he just doesn't want do it unless he has to. like he can cook meals perfectly after glancing at the recipe, understands instructions with ease and grace, and can even memorise information super easily. he just doesn't care enough to do it.

i'd let let olivia assemble my flimsy ikea furniture anytime 👉👈

Also imagining Roark throwing together those premade wood birdhouses together a lot as a child and Byron just nodding. Like "Yep. My boy is going to be a rock type trainer definitely. Better go take him to catch a Geodude or something before I have to save him from a hoard of Zubats." Also cute thought, Roark has an Onix and Byron has a Steelix. He probably gave Roark his Onix! That's adorable.

(good luck with your furniture! i go insane whenever i try to put things together.)