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[miramarcian]

🖤Doll Ingo & Doll Emmet🤍

I needed someone to hold the Emmet doll, so I borrowed depot agent Josh, OC from @nartothelar I hope it doesn't bother you👉👈

The redhead is mine🩷

[off-color-darkrai]

I did it! He's done! Crochet Ingo is completed!

Look upon him and despair!

But seriously, Ingo took soooo much longer than his brother because I had to stop every few seconds to go over the clothes I made for Emmet, count the stitches, count a couple more times because those buggers are tiny, write down what I'm pretty sure I did, and then I could finally crochet another round.

And I still haven't made his Tie and arm band because the holidays smacked me in the face.

Together again, as they should be!

(Funny story: My cat tried to kidnap Ingo the other day! When I tried to move my cat off another one of my projects, he cried at me the whole way and hooked his claws into Ingo's coat so Ingo went with him. If my cat didn't get to sleep on my project, he was taking Ingo instead!)

I'm still planning on posting the clothing pattern on Etsy, once I've got it properly typed up.

Link to Emmet's photos, also has a Link to the doll pattern (which is not mine and is free)

[cecilioque]

Doll Preorders are LIVE!

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[hoofpeet]

Subway boss dolls sold separately for 1 day after release before it becomes mandatory to buy both together

[thatonesubwaypenguin]

Submas but they are Kokeshi dolls!

[tunastime]

Hi I’m never leaving you alone with these prompts—Ingo and Emmet (with an Apricot, if it works) in Unova + “look at the moon…” ? I’m being vague with this one to see where you may take it, but I hope it sparks somethin in your brain :>

HI myke! So I completely disregarded your prompt in favor of doing what you asked me in my dms LOL (something along the lines of putting our ocs/my oc in with the twins). So, happy belated birthday, here's this finally posted! (1182 words) (x)

Like two nesting wingull, Apricot and Marlow huddle together in the empty stands of the practice stadium. It's well after closing now, though the floodlights still cast their white-silver across the length of the astro-turf and chalk field. Apricot blows into his cupped hands, trying to warm his cold-numbed fingers. Marlow, on the contrary, looks content in his parka, scarf wound tight around his nose and mouth. Apricot grumbles.

Below them on the still-crunchy grass, Ingo and Emmet chatter among themselves. Apricot watches them knock into each other playfully as Emmet pats the massive form of Eelektross beside him. Haxorus shuffles beside Ingo, sniffing his jacket collar as the two pace back to their imaginary starting points. Apricot sinks back in his chair, still trying to warm his hands.

"You look cold," Marlow laughs. "Why didn't you bring gloves?"

Apricot frowns. "I didn't think it would be that cold, alright?" He hunkers into the fabric of his scarf, throwing a squinting glance over to Marlow. Marlow laughs, throwing himself back.

"It's not your first Unova winter, Apri!"

"That doesn't matter!" He squeaks. "It feels colder than Hisui. Maybe if my clothes were better insulated."

"Maybe if you wore gloves," Marlow hums, looking back to the field below them. The lights reflect off the white of Emmet's duster as he darts around. "Or a hat?"

Apricot grumbles. Instead, he watches the twins below shuffle around each other, throwing out barely heard words and jeers as Haxorous and Eelektross throw electric sparks and mud back and forth. Eelektross shudders out a bolt of electricity that Haxorous barely dodges, and Apricot barely restrains the groan of frustration that bubbles up in his chest. It seems that, in the midst of his complaining, he'd forgotten the real reason he and Marlow are here. He pulls his knees up, going quiet for a moment as he peers over them at the practice field below. Marlow’s expression softens in his peripheral vision. He tilts his head as he watches Ingo and Emmet, the crackle of energy and elements a few yards from the two of them. 

Only a handful of days prior, the two were sprawled out on Apricot’s living room rug, a stack of magazines and costume patterns between them as Marlow pitched outfit designs half-heartedly. It was late—maybe that was half the reason Apricot had even gotten the idea in the first place—but all at once, he had flopped onto his stomach, and said, mostly into the carpet:

“Would it be a good idea for us to ask Ingo and Emmet?”

Marlow sat up, dog-earing a magazine page.

“For what?” he asked. “For—not for outfit inspiration, right?”

“No—” Apricot squeaked. “No, not that. For—we’re having trouble syncing up, right? So why not ask the two most in-sync people we know for tips. So we can get our moves to look good.”

“Two strongest people we know, too,” Marlow hummed. Apricot peered an eye at him, half-obscured by the crush of his cheek and hair that had pooled over his shoulder. Marlow shrugged, nodding slightly.

“Do you think they’d let us shadow a practice?” Apricot asked. Another shrug, but this time, more curious and less contemplative. 

“It’ll probably be really early in the morning,” he said. “If you can stand to be up that early.”

He prodded Apricot with a socked foot, jerking back, snorting when Apricot swatted him away.

“I’ll be fine,” Apricot grumbled. 

Now, awake but cold, the tips of his ears red and nose running, Apricot sits in the stands, watching, eyes flicking back and forth between the two twins in a vain attempt to catch any sort of new movement, any sort of information he could to store away for their performance. Which is what it was, really, more than a battle. If the two of them could make a normal two-versus-two look like dance, rather than a display of strength, they would be more and more likely to look good in contest. When no damage had to be done, they could focus solely on looking the part, rather than being the strongest. From beside him, Buizel nuzzles her head into the side of Apricot’s leg, weaseling between his thigh and his shoulder. He lets her rest her large, warm head on his lap as he watches Emmet call out to Eelektross over the throw of Ingo’s voice.

Despite fighting against each other, the two seemed to move like the balance of a scale, tipping this way and that as they defended themselves. Marlow leans until they’re shoulder to shoulder, eyes wide and focused on Ingo’s movements. It isn’t long until the two are shouting over each other, promptly startling Buizel under the stand beside them. Marlow flings himself up as Haxorous manages to slam into Eelektross, and both pokemon go down in a heap. He cheers, shaking Apricot back and forth as Ingo jogs over to collect his pokemon.

With Emmet beaming and Ingo laughing to himself, the twins wander to the stands. Marlow meets them halfway, leaning over the small railing as Ingo rests his back against it.

“That was amazing!” Marlow says breathlessly.

“Is it starting to make sense?” Emmet asks, tilting his head toward Apricot. Apricot slowly unravels himself, shuffling over to the side of the bannister. Finally warm enough to unstick his shoulders from his ears, he grins.

“A bit—I was telling Marlow earlier, it’s… almost like a dance,” he starts, sticking his hands in his pockets. He blows away a tuft of hair as it threatens to fall in his face. “I mean,  you two know each other well enough to predict attacks and prepare for them, but even if we’re not really fighting in contest, we should probably do the same thing. Fight with each other enough to predict the next move.”

Ingo nods.

“You do a lot of fighting together,” he says, nodding. “But fighting against each other might help you cement some of your more typical move-sets. Or at least know how someone might respond.”

“Sounds like more double-battles,” Apricot snorts, elbowing Marlow beside him. “Maybe we can rope Chance and Damon in, too.”

“Sunny can ref,” Marlow grins. Apricot laughs, knocking his shoulder into Marlow hard enough for both of them to wobble. Marlow shoves back, until the two of them are leaning hard into each other as Ingo and Emmet look on. Despite the puzzles expression that crosses Emmet’s face, Ingo says:

“How about one more before we wrap up?”

Apricot beams. 

“My money’s still on Emmet,” he says, giving a weak, one-handed salute. Emmet returns the gesture enthusiastically.

“You two ready?” he asks as he paces back. With a wave of his hand, Galvantula weasels free of her pokeball, chittering happily as Emmet pats her large head. Chandelure swirls next to Ingo’s shoulder, her purple-blue lamplight throwing eerie shadows back against his face. Marlow finally slumps over the railing, still laughing to himself.

“As we’ll ever be,” he says. 

Taking their places once again, the twins start their battle. This time, Apricot tells himself, he’s going to take many mental notes.

[chefpookardee]

THE RNG GODS HAVE SMILED UPON ME

[liminal-station]

Submasblr AU-X

I might do another of these if I feel like it. These won’t turn into story arcs… unless?

[grismavessel]

Spooky Month!

Ghostly lighting makes for very romantic dates, don't ya think?

[trainer461818]

turning my tags into their own post, i think emmet deserves this new coping mechanism, and i hope when ingo returns he's forced to explain why some of his stuff seems missing and why emmet is wearing clothes very familiar to ingo

[raisans-art]

Reverse Chimaera AU would have Emmet and Chei (Chandelure+Haxorus+Excadrill+Ingo)

Sure

[p-wrryyy-mordial-soup]

woe furry ingo be upon ye

[off-color-darkrai]

My cat kidnapped the boys again.

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Previous posts about the Crochet boys Here, Here, and Here

[cecilioque]

Submas Dolls Preorder Coming 10/12 at 10 am PST

(Manufacturer photos. Hats are pulled up so you can peek that hairline lol. I'll have some more soon.)

Doll Details

20cm tall

Comes with hardware (Belts, Shoes, hats)

Removable clothes

Embroidered details

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[hoofpeet]

STUPID IDEA BUT! SUGAR BEING A MIMIKYU THAT THEY DRESSED UP SPECIAL TO LOOK LIKE INGO

Sugar mimkyu.... she's a really floppy scarecrow with a spirit box hidden under her hat so she can speak to people

[illdothehotvoice]

I want to let go of my need to stick to source material so badly and just mindlessly consume fandom like I did when I was a kid but I literally can't