#ingo: ANSWER ME YOU BITCH!!!!!!

[onestepbackwards]

It would be so funny if the player could still send texts on their arc phone and decided to send every complaint directly to Arceus

Everything from "Those ungrateful bastards banished me" to "My tummy hurts :("

Bonus points if they hand the phone over to Volo or Ingo and let them rant at god for screwing them over

Tbh if it were me I would let Arceus know every single inconvenience I had with being thrown into the past with no warning.

You let Arceus know no peace, making it very clear of your feelings on the matter.

[There is a leak in my room. You know what didn't have a leak? My old home.]

[They deadass are sending me into the wild??? On my own?? Assuming I have no experience?? They want me dead, Arceus.]

[THEY DONT HAVE COFFEE]

[Why do I have to fight the big scary pokemon?? WHY IS IT A STRANGERS JOB-]

[I think Cynthia's ancestor is stalking me.]

[I REACHED TEN STARS FUCK YEAH]

[WHY do I have to solve this village's problems. How am I the only one doing anything to help here.]

[WHY IS THE TRAIN GUY FROM UNOVA HERE.]

[ANSWER ME ARCEUS.]

[ISNT THIS GUY A CELEBRITY???? ARCEUS. HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN HERE-]

[When i invent mac n cheese, its over for these assholes.]

[Do you think I could piss Cyrus off by adopting his great great grandmother as my own mom?]

[They fucking banned me, Arceus.]

[AFTER EVERYTHING I DID-]

[Volo is def stalking me btw. WHY is he the only one wanting to help me besides the nice lady who also looks like Cynthia-]

[THE SKY IS RED.]

[Did Kamado seriously send Beni to assassinate me or did I just hallucinate that whole encounter.]

[WHY IS IT I KEEPING MEETING PEOPLE WHO WANT TO DELETE THE UNIVERSE WITH GIRATINA]

[If i had a dollar for every time this has happened, i'd have two dollars. It isn't a lot, but its weird its happened twice-]

[HOW COME HE GETS LIKE THE EQUIVALENT OF 8 POKEMON AND I CANT]

[If you had just said hi to him we could have avoided me almost dying TWICE.]

Arceus almost never responds unless you have a genuine question, or need help. But you do find solace in complaining to it.

You later tell Volo that hey, like, you know things are kinda awkward, but you have a means of directly messaging Pokemon God-

He's shaking as you hand him the phone and show him how to use it. At first, Volo for once, doesn't know what to say. He had dreamt of unloading his problems onto Arceus many times, but now?

He is almost at a lost for words.

That is, until you reach around him, showing him your previous conversations.

"Yeah, see here? I kinda bitched at Arceus last week because I'm still not allowed to go home yet. I kinda just use the chat to vent about things most of the time."

Volo stares for a moment, until he's furiously typing. He doesn't stop typing for a good few minutes, sending one very long, winded message, before handing the phone back to you. It's the longest message you have ever seen sent on your phone

The merchant is awfully quiet after that for a little while.

[sleepy-shinx]

Fellow submas fans what are your favorite reunion scenarios

And I want to hear two things from y’all:

1. Your favorite way to imagine the reunion happening in your head

2. Your favorite reunion scene in a currently existing fanfiction (AND TELL ME THE FIC/LINK IT SO I CAN READ IT IF I HAVEN’T ALREADY)

My response to prompt 1 turned longer than expected so I’m putting it under the read more, but my answer to 2 is fucking @dittolicous’s fic ‘the only way to be sure of catching a train is to miss the one before it’ I swear to god it’s the most delicious submas fic I’ve ever read I have reread it so many times purely for the reunion alone but then I get sucked into the rest because it’s just a beautiful story and all of the characterization is my absolute favorite and. It. Is. AMAZING.

HERE’S THE LINK. READ IT.

Anyway my answer to #1 is below the cut- it’s long- it got away from me- I would love for y’all to read it but if you don’t it’s chill and I’d still love to hear your own thoughts on my prompts-

For me for #1 I LOVE the idea of Ingo getting his memories back but somehow the reunion is still a surprise for both him and Emmet. The way I have it play out in my head is a whole story that could hypothetically be a fanfiction if it weren’t for the fact that I have very few details lined out and also that takes effort.

But essentially Volo’s still being a bitch but after a talk with Akari, Arceus realizes some of the mistakes it made with bringing her into Hisui with no prior warning and forcing her to tackle everything alone, so it approaches her and Ingo to request their help in stopping Volo once and for all, returning both of their memories at the same time. It also promises to send them help, but does not elaborate on what the help will exactly look like. It does say that it will call on them for assistance once it has chosen those who will join them. It also says that if they are successful in their endeavors, they will be rewarded with one favor from the God.

Naturally after getting his memories back Ingo’s a whole mess of grief but having committed to staying in Hisui for the time being he has no choice but to stay. In this, Akari is Dawn the DPP protag and Arceus gave her a false memory of what her name was when she was sent to Hisui. She’s also not doing super great after getting her memories back but not as bad as Ingo who was there longer than her (I’ve settled on 4 years for Ingo and 1.5 years for Dawn)

However, Arceus may have seemed like it was still deciding who to send when it spoke to them, but it already knew exactly who to send.

And it involved righting the wrongs committed by Volo and Giratina with the space-time distortions.

Cut to modern day Unova! Emmet is a wreck in his brother’s absense, but he’s doing better than he was in the first couple years. Things have changed for those Ingo left behind; Elesa and Skyla start dating while he’s gone in this fic, and I like to imagine that Iris becomes Champion in his absense (specifically because Hil(da/bert) were still missing, so Unova technically had no Champion and Alder had fully retired from the battling scene. This was leading to complications in getting clearance to branch out the search for Ingo to other regions and Iris, fully sick of it, challenges the League herself and Drayden calls in a favor from Alder to get her a ‘Champion’ to battle. And she ends up being one of Unova’s best Champions in many different ways! Also I imagine the events of BW2 absolutely happened except Rosa/Nate decided not to challenge the Elite Four. Oh god that was quite a tangent uh)

And then one night four years after his disappearance (and like two weeks after Arceus asks Ingo and Dawn for their help), Emmet and Elesa both have the same very weird dream.

In which Arceus asks them both for their assistance, because shit’s going down in ancient Sinnoh and it needs more human help in getting it to stop. It does NOT tell them why EXACTLY they specifically are being asked, just that there IS a specific reason it’s asking them of all people and that they won’t regret going. It gives them two days to think and decide, also offering them the reward of a favor if they succeed.

This gives the two of them time to not only decide, but also TELL THEIR LOVED ONES THAT THIS IS HAPPENING

Emmet’s initially hesitant about doing it, but the favor seals the deal for him. With no context to what Arceus is doing at this point, he is determined to try to use the favor he will receive from the God to get Ingo back. He doesn’t really tell anyone except Elesa, not wanting to get anyone’s hopes up in case Arceus is unable to help, but deep down he hopes that if NOTHING else he will at least get closure.

Elesa was down from the start, she has no reason to say no and the favor is very enticing. For reasons.

(Cute side note I only have Elesa’s favor decided on. And she asks Arceus to ensure that on her and Skyla’s wedding day, the weather will be absolutely perfect. Perfect temperature, partly cloudy, slight breeze. Just exactly what they need for a beautiful wedding. And Arceus gifts her a pen that it tells her to write the date down with once it is decided upon and it will make sure it happens.)

(I also think that up until that point the two of them had absolutely talked about getting married but Elesa wasn’t ready because she had decided years ago that if she ever got married she wanted the twins to walk her down the aisle (bad relationship with her parents) and. yeah)

Anyway! They were instructed to go to Sinnoh if they decided to go and so Skyla flies them there (she doesn’t stay in Sinnoh, it was made quite clear that Emmet and Elesa would potentially be gone for a couple months (and they are)). They go up Mount Coronet and climb The Stairs into Arceus’s domain to meet with Arceus in the flesh this time.

Where, before sending them to Hisui, it tells them a story. About a man named Volo, who wished to remake the world so no one would suffer, so he manipulated Giratina into doing his bidding and started ripping tears open in space-time. Creating space-time distortions, and eventually even the rift above Mount Coronet.

It also says that when were opened, usually they connected Hisui to the modern world, and usually, the rift openings that were much smaller in the modern day than in Hisui, would open in areas far enough away from human civilization to prevent humans from being sucked through them.

With one notable exception.

Arceus reveals that four years ago, one particular distortion opened in the Hisuian Icelands that connected specifically to the subway tunnels underneath Nimbasa City.

And Emmet and Elesa understand instantly.

Both are a mess at this point, Emmet much more so. He hadn’t expected to get answers right off the bat. But there’s the terror rising in his heart of if his brother was dropped into unfamiliar, freezing cold territory 200 years in the past, would he have survived that???

He asks Arceus with a choked voice if his brother is still alive.

Arceus responds by calling Ingo into its domain, having called upon him prior to this to ‘ensure that those it was sending to the past would have someone to guide them through the unfamiliar time and place’.

Leaving the twins open to having a truly glorious, loud, and extremely emotional surprise reunion.

(Aside from knowing it wanted to send Ingo and Dawn’s loved ones back to be reunited with them, Arceus thought it would be VERY funny to have a team of six humans like humans have teams of six Pokemon. Barry and Lucas end up being the other two sent back to Hisui, to reunite with Dawn.)

I have not a lot of details about the meat of this story figured out. The vague outline is Emmet having separation anxiety, Elesa feeling like a weight is lifted off of her shoulders because she no longer has to grieve Ingo while simultaneously keep Emmet going despite his own heavier grief, Ingo having serious identity issues and feeling inadequate because he forgot Emmet while his brother grieved him so heavily, so he doesn’t talk to him about his own trauma and grief and ends up having a mental breakdown eventually that Emmet helps him through, and Volo has found some other legendary from another region that he’s using to try and remake the world again. I haven’t decided which one.

And then once Volo is beat they go home, both twins firmly convinced that their reunion was Arceus granting them their favors early as ya know, Emmet wanted his brother back and Ingo wanted his FAMILY back. Arceus catches on to this and promptly informs them that no, that was part of its plan from the beginning, that it was merely righting a wrong it should have righted long before then, and that their favors are still very much available to them. They do not use them at that time, since they did not expect to still have the favors, and they did not have anything else in mind.

(Elesa asks for her aforementioned one on the spot. At this point she’s so excited to have a much more serious conversation with Skyla about their future, and with her best friend alive and safely home, she’s finally ready for the next step.)

All the weary time travelers are returned to modern Sinnoh. Skyla hops on her plane the moment Elesa calls. They all go to Twinleaf town, Unovans included while they wait for Skyla. Dawn reunites with her Mom.

Skyla is fucking ecstatic when she sees Ingo’s alive, and they fly home to Unova after saying goodbye to Dawn, Barry, Lucas, and Johanna. They specifically fly to Opelucid, thinking Uncle Drayden’s house is a better place for Ingo to readjust to the modern day than their apartment in the middle of bustling Nimbasa City.

They are absolutely correct, but that doesn’t stop the breakdown Ingo has when he finally comes to terms with the fact that he’s home and can rest and not have to worry about his safety in the wilderness with angry wild Pokemon constantly posing threats to his well-being.

But he has his family by his side, who are more than happy to help him through it :3

[miniongrin]

Statute of Limitations (Immortals AU)

Wrote 800 words for an AU that’s been rotating in my brain for over a year that I still haven’t written, but I’m posting this anyway because I do what I want.

AU context, sparknotes edition: Ingo couldn’t get sent back directly to the future for timey-wimey reasons and spent 140 years immortal, chilling in the Coronet Highlands. Accidentally befriended/tamed/domesticated the feral cat of a man we know as Volo (also immortal) while he was waiting to catch up to the future and his twin. Now the Nimbasa trio has been reunited for over a year and Volo is the twins’ weird roommate and Elesa’s bitchiest bestie.

~

“Hang on,” Elesa says one night, as they’re sitting around the twins’ living room eating Sinnoh takeout, two and a half hours and two-thirds of the way into an hour-long documentary on Hisui. They keep pausing to give Ingo and Volo the chance to expound on whatever topic the documentary didn’t have the time or information to elaborate on themselves; Ingo’s infodumping is familiar and comforting, while Volo’s is a bit of a surprise but hilariously bitchy. Even when the documentary gets things right. “Volo—you consulted on this? Historically?”

“That makes it sound like I did so fifty years ago,” Volo sniffs. “I was a historical consultant on the topic. Mostly by mail; by the time they were making this, Cynthia was a little too popular for me to go wandering around Sinnoh without a good excuse for looking like her fraternal twin.”

So, yes, but in fifty words instead of one. Cool. “You like… you got paid money for this? Is this your job?”

Volo makes an dismissive sound. “Yes, I got paid for it, but it’s not exactly reliable work, nor does it pay greatly. As a historian, the best money is in research grants, but those are a little hard to get a hold of without extensive history at a university, and my need to shuffle identities every decade or so did clash with the need to accumulate that sort of history.”

“…So, yes but no?”

Volo rolls his eyes at her. “Yes, but no.”

Elesa mulls over that. She doesn’t unpause the documentary just yet, because there’s a niggling question in her brain now—

“Do you have a job?” Emmet asks before she can. “You’re here a lot.”

Volo huffs, deciding to take offense in that catty way of his, so Elesa jumps in before letting him answer: “Dude, you’re clearly loaded, I have never once heard you say a thing about hopping back and forth between here and Sinnoh and plane tickets aren’t cheap. Frankly, neither is this apartment, and I’d be surprised if you’re just letting the twins pay for it all.”

Volo regards her shrewdly for a moment, then hums as his eyes slide away. “Don’t worry about it.”

That is the least satisfying answer on the planet. She and Emmet immediately turn to Ingo for answers.

“I do not worry about it,” Ingo says immediately.

Elesa and Emmet’s eyes meet. Weird, suspicious emphasis with no real answer. Hmmm.

“I am Emmet. Are we harboring a fucking criminal?” Emmet demands.

Volo sputters. “I beg your pardon? That’s your first assumption?”

“That’s not an answer,” Elesa points out, entertained. “He’s only going to get more suspicious the more you avoid giving one.”

“And you, of course, are virtuously on my side,” Volo mutters bitchily. “The disrespect! And here I thought we had something. A camaraderie, if you will—”

“It’s not like you’re a poacher, Ingo would worry about it a whole lot if that were the case,” Elesa interrupts him. “I can’t really imagine you beating someone up—”

“I can,” Emmet says.

“—without going full-on crazy eyes,” Elesa corrects herself. “So this hypothetical crime you may have committed and have definitely not denied committing is probably, y’know. Petty. Which fits, because you are a petty, petty bitch!”

“I,” Volo says with dignity, “am the classiest bitch any of you will ever meet.”

“I am the classiest bitch in this room, but nice try.”

“You’re all cutting-edge fashion and avant-garde, that’s not the same thing as class.”

Elesa gasps loudly in overblown offense. “You take that back!”

“Ladies, you are both pretty,” Emmet intones. “Ingo. Has Volo committed crimes? Yes or no.”

Ingo pinches the bridge of his nose. “He doesn’t have a valid birth certificate and yet has had a functional passport for decades despite being stuck at twenty-seven. Of course he’s committed crimes, we knew that already.”

“I am Emmet. I meant for money.”

Ingo shrugs and reaches for a new can of soda. “Well, that’s none of my business.”

“Ingo.”

“Look,” Volo sighs, “can any of you truthfully tell me that you’ve never talked to a particularly out-of-touch gentleman whose lone battling Pokémon is holding a useless nugget of gold worth more than everything you have on your person and thought, you know, I bet I have an island somewhere that I could sell this moron?”

There’s a beat of silence. Emmet snorts. Ingo puts a hand over his face that doesn’t hide the amused curl to the corner of his mouth.

Elesa cackles. “Oh dragons, you scam rich people for a living? I need to hear about this right now immediately. Story time! Funniest scam you’ve done, let’s go.”

“Accusing me of being a scam artist now?” Volo snips facetiously, but he’s smirking. “I will confess to nothing. …At least, not until I have the chance to check the statute of limitations for a few things.”

[peacheenie]

hm... i need to get this out of my head already...

So I’ve been thinking on and off about the possibility of Ingo having fallen into Hisui with his Poketch but since he lost his memories he doesnt remember how to use it...

To refrain from breaking it/to have people stop asking questions about what it is (please refrain from asking what it is he doesnt KNOW) he just takes it off and leaves it in his tent and kinda just ignores it until one day when he invites Akari over for a chat she stumbles upon it and is like “Oh you have some weird technology too?” and whips out her arcphone and compares them and he notices the watch also has those weird cirular pieces like whatever Akari is holding.

So shes like fiddling with it and pressing in the button and asking him how it works out of curiosity but ofc he has no idea what to do with it until Akari suddenly goes “Oh wait! Its probably just not charged!” and Ingo has to stare at her in confusion because What? What does she mean its ‘not charged’ what does that even...

So she pulls out her electric Pokemon and has it zap the watch and with bated breath she presses in the button... but nothing happens. Ingo watches her in confusion and looks between the watch and her face like...okay now what... so she hands off the watch to him and mumbles something something about finger prints maybe? and he has. No Idea. what shes talking about but whilst shes preocupied trying to figure out what to do he copies the motion she’d done by pressing in a little button on the side and suddenly the screen lights up! And Ingo is ecstatic! Because thats great! One of the few things he’d come to Hisui with is functionable again! 

So on auto pilot he starts tapping at the screen without realising he just knows how to work this thing now apparently and notices a number in the corner of the screen that is. Quite Large. and he clicks on it and he and Akari watch as he scrolls through like... 200 unread messages from an unknown number (with no name and a fuzzy picture) that all, hilariously, look like variations of this:

and thats how they find out Ingo WAS sent to Hisui for a reason. 

He was originally supposed to be the one to ‘Seek Out All Pokemon’ because of his experties in battling and Pokemon knowledge but God Fucked Up Big Time and now he’s following an entirely different and unrelated path (out of sheer luck) as a Warden thanks to God being a little too rough with his weak human body.

(I keep thinking about how funny it would look though like- Because God picked him up from one place and un-ceremoniously dropped him in another without too much care so he just fucking gmod ragdoll DONKED off the ground and lost his memories upon impact with the earth and then does the family guy death pose or some shit. Once Arceus saw his head crack into something it was like UHM. And tried to grab his attention but nothing was really working so it was like AH FUCK SHIT MY PLANS......... and so when sending in Akari it made sure to. Not. Make the same mistake and do that again. <3 Humans must be placed... a little bit more lightly on the ground hahaha-)

[pigdemonart]

I am REALLY gonna need some more comics with the depot agents. Those were TOO GOOD

Aaaaaaaa Thank YOU!! 😭😭😭

I got some more comments I want to share and talk about — I tried to fit all the recent ones I got in my inbox to answer!

more ramblies and anon questions under the cut! 

SO I have a few more things to piled up (submas and personal and now commissions) so if I get more time to doodle depot agents shenanigans, I definitely will! They’re quite fun!

I have many thoughts about their relationships with each other and with their bosses. Overall though, they’re all a good team of people thanks to the twins being good at leading and the job requiring a lot of seriousness. They’re just so goofy it slips right through the cracks.

And yes, I am really excited to see people use my interpretations for their work OR come up with their own. Im attached to the concept of a big subway crew family, and not particularly to my designs, ya know... 🚂 the only thing that stays true is that Furze is the best and loves trains.

Aa for the others…I’m SO glad people like Isadore. He makes me laugh. I took the most liberties with him, interpreting his dialogue as someone who is being standoffish and putting up an appearance, which was a bit of a reach. But my idea is like he wants to be Kyoya Ootori/Tenya Iida (all those cool glasses-trope anime guys), but is actually closer to being a Dwight Schrute lmaooo

It’s also just fun to have someone around that is kind of a poser. He means well, but he’s a little bitch and he’ll rat you out if you’re not on time or if your losing streak is getting to the double digits (blow his little whistle while he’s at it.) He’ll sing Ingo and Emmet’s praises, wipe their shoes, and reprimand others for not being respectful to their authority enough….then turn around and huff about not being the boss i mean look at his track record!!!!

Finally... Jackie is a coworker and friend until you start asking questions and the room suddenly becomes cold. You look up their file to find answers, but the words are swimming and now you need to sit down and hold your head. You can’t remember what you were doing, but Jackie hands you a bottle of water anyways. See, I love them. They are unsettling AND hospitable.

Anyways… 🐷💕 as always, thank you all!

[leggerefiore]

SELF AWARE VOLO HEARING THE FUCKERY FROM YOU

Yes he absolutely sees you as his new god, yes he absolutely adore you, but what the fuck is game freak and a pokéussy???

“That man is way too damn fine…it’s the smug bastard smirk that mocks me, he looks bat shit crazy and I’m into that.”

At least you complimented him? But that still doesn’t answer his question :/

"Ah, bitch is crazy. I'd still fuck him," you said watching Volo change into his Arceus inspired attire. He stared up the screen with a deadpan expression. Was the an insult or a compliment? He had also heard you utter the term 'Ingussy' when looking at the strange Warden from the highlands. You kept complaining about a 'game freak' whenever something entirely small, yet annoying happened. He had to know what they meant; it was bothering him to no end! When you took a break to use the bathroom, he quickly opened up a browser of sorts to look up the term. It was closed just as fast. Ingo was erased from the game data, and he temporarily wished he could erase his discovery from his mind. Why had his precious deity used such a vulgar term? Did they like the Warden more than him? Oh, that would not do. The merchant would not allow that at all.

You found it strange that his insane speech about craving to meet a higher power than even Arceus was interrupted with a "Do you love Warden Ingo?" Was that really the time or place for such a question. You hit 'yes' jokingly and your switch began heating up enough for you to drop it in shock.

Volo was enraged.

[r0-boat]

Your thirst shall be answered. Ingo x Volo x Reader.

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"How are you feeling Volo?~"

"M-Make him s-s-stop p-ple- AH!! PLEASE!!" Hips weakly moved to no avail. No escape from the other hips beneath him thrusting upwards to meet his own. He'd been like this for almost two hours now. He lost count of how many times he came undone by both of you. Being forced to bounce on Ingo with his hands bound and remaining otherwise untouched. "A-AH! S-Sensitive- Please, Y/n! My godness-"

"I'm not the one all up in your guts am I?" you smirked back with a sadistic grin. "After all this IS all your fault.~" If he hadn't messed with time then he wouldn't be romantic partners with the both of you. Worshipping you both but after his little stunt with Garatina he needed to be taught a lesson. "Do you even love us anymore? Why'd you try to go and do that?~" It took a few days to find him again but he knew he couldn't stay away from the two of you. He was addicted. With a need. Maybe that's why he came crawling back begging for Ingo and you to forgive him. To feel your touch again.

"Ah! I love you! I love you! ARCEUS!!" He tilted his head back and wailed like a bitch in heat as Ingo punched against one spot deep in him that had his eyes rolling back and mouth drooling. But one thing made you pause and Ingo stop forcibly bouncing him for a moment. A whimper. Leaving his lips and a sob as tears fell down his eyes. "Pleae...I-I love you..Both...Please just let me feel you-"

He flinched as his prayers were answered by you softly touching his cheeks and turning his face to meet yours. Meanwhile Ingo's hand left his hip to push against his stomach making him whimper feeling the bump Ingo's length made deep inside him. Sinnoh- He was huge!

"It's ok, Love," you cooed wiping his tears away. "I forgive you."

"T-Thank you..T-Thank you- AH!"

He cried out as something pushed back into that bundle of nerves deep within him. Weakly the blonde looked over his shoulder down at Ingo who stared at him intensely from where he laid under him.

"BRAVO for coming to your senses. But you'll have to work harder than that to earn my forgiveness."

"B-But she-"

"She forgives you. I don't quite yet." The blonde whimpered in your arms as he shifted his hips. "Let's see to it we get to our final destination. Now move."

OMG THIS THIS IS

Exquisite

[autumn-sweet-fae]

Do you think Akari has, “Call an ambulance, but not for me” energy in any way or would that be Lady Sneaseler or Ingo?

I think the last ask answered this too lol

She will use her pokemon on people who are legitimately threatening her family. Only to stun/incapacitate them so she can get away, but still. 

Lady Sneaseler too! Because she’s stressed and trying to look after her babies (both eggs and human) and will not hesitate to cut a bitch who’s threatening her and her fam.

Ingo is a good boy. He only ever gets has that kind of energy in emergency situations

[harveybwabbit92]

Subway Bosses scenarios: You get drunk and lost.

[ Ingo/Emmet is freaked out when Y/n is late coming home after going out drinking with her friends and goes out looking for her]

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Ingo:  a 2:55AM Ingo winced as he woke up to his phone beeping, he rolled over to check on Y/n and frowned when he didn't see her laying next him, he assumed you were in bathroom or getting a drink of water and picked up his phone and was greeted by a text from you. [ No where I am? plz helb!] his brow furrowed and Ingo got out of bed and check around the house for Y/n, hoping she'd just fell asleep on the couch... But to Ingo's dismay he found no trace of his fiancée ever returning home!

The conductor quickly got his coat and shoes on and got in his car and drove to the bar Y/n said she was going to be at, where he caught one of the workers as they were locking it up. "Excuse me! have you seen this woman?" Ingo asked as he showed the man a photo of Y/n, the worker nodded and said her friends left at around 1AM, but he didn't remember seeing her go with them. Ingo asked if anyone followed them? worried someone may have harmed Y/n.

The worker shook their head then noticed Ingo's Rotom-phone was the newest model and asked if Ingo and Y/n were on the same plan? "Yes, what does that have to do with anything?" They showed him the Find my Rotom-pal app, the map came up on the screen and it showed him Y/n's last location a Pokémart about twenty minutes away. 

Ingo thanked the worker and five into his drive his phone rang it was Y/n's number! Ingo told Rotom to answer it. "He-Hello?" Ingo's jaw tightened... that wasn't Y/n's voice. "Who is this? where's Y/n, if you touched her I'll-" the person on the other stammered out that they didn't do anything to Y/n. "Dude, we just found her passed out at the slushy machine, could you come and get her before we call the cops?" Ingo winced wondering why Y/n was even at the Pokémart to begin with?

 "Are her friends outside or something?" the clerk hummed in confusion  "What friends? She came in here alone." Ingo's temper flared as things started falling into place. The conductor sped off the Pokémart, pissed off not at Y/n, but at her so called 'friends', Ingo could tell they were the type were only friends with Y/n, when they felt she was of use to them.

They only used her as an ATM to pay for their girl's night out! Ingo took a guess that Y/n wouldn't pay their tabs anymore and they got pissed, got her very drunk and ditched her, when Ingo got to the Pokémart, he surveyed the parking lot for anything or anyone suspicious before getting out and entering the store.

The clerk nearly dropped the boxes they were carrying when they saw one of the Trevithick twins walk in, before they could ask what they could do for him Ingo bluntly stated. "I'm here to pick up Y/n." the clerk brought him to the back room where the female clerk was watching over a passed out Y/n.

the woman's jaw dropped when she saw Ingo walk in she and her coworker watched as Ingo carefully wake Y/n up. "Y/n...It's time to depart," Y/n whined as she was still drunk, tired and feeling ill she looked around the backroom confused, as Ingo took his coat off and gave it to her to wear and helped her stand. "c'mon darlin, up we go!" the couple started to leave, but Ingo paused moment and asked the Clerks for a Komala coffee and a bottle of water, he payed got Y/n in the car and had her drink some water, he started driving home.

 'Good thing it's my day off today...* he thought while at a red light, Ingo saw Y/n's phone ping with a message {did you learn your lesson stingy bitch?] Ingo eyes narrowed and texted something back to them before deleting the chat history, needless to say Y/n was confused as to how she got home to bed and was even more baffled as to why her now Ex-friends were suddenly terrified to go anywhere near her.

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Emmet: 1:55am He woke up to pee when he noticed Y/n's side of the bed was still empty, aside from her Skitty Mortimer; who had been using Emmet as a personal heater since his trainer was AWOL. Emmet assumed Y/n didn't want to wake him up and fell asleep in the living room he went to go bring her to bed, only there was no one to bring to bed, Emmet's eyes surveyed the living and mudroom and found no trace of Y/n ever returning from her game night, Which freaked Emmet out since Y/n was never this late before!

[Cut to Emmet convincing Chandelure to get him Ingo's car keys, so he can go look for Y/n.]

Emmet drove to The Bottom shelf tavern which was a Table-top RPG bar owned by M/n's (that's the same M/n from he thinks your cheating.) boyfriend, the two were just closing up the bar when Emmet came in. "Ey, Emmet, my dude whatcha' doing here?" M/n slurred clearly drunk off his butt as his boyfriend handed him glass of water and nodded at the conductor. "Uh, I'm here to pick up Y/n, is she the back or?" M/n and his boyfriend looked at Emmet bemused. "Y'mean she didn't go home?" M/n asked sobering up a bit which caused Emmet's stomach to drop into his feet. "She's not here?" he asked panicked M/n said Y/n left at around 12:30 saying she was heading home, they assumed she called a cab and that was that. 

The three men started debating if they should call the cops, when Emmet's Rotom-phone rang it was Y/n's ring tone! "Y/n? Where are you, I'm coming to-" Emmet was cut by a older male voice. "Y/n? is that her name?" Emmet's expression darkened. "Who is this? why you have my girlfriend's phone, if you did something to her..." the person on the other end barked out. "Settle down boy! I ain't nothin to your lady," Emmet's aura was ominous which caused M/n and his BF to huddled to together in fear as the man continued "I found her sleeping on my granddaughters trampoline, I'd apricate it if ya came and got her, before I call the police!" The man huffed and hung up as Emmet said goodbye to M/n. 

He used the find my Rotom-pal to track Y/n's phone and arrived at a suburban neighborhood, it took a moment for Emmet to realize this was the neighborhood Y/n used to live in *she must've thought she was still living here... * Emmet thought as he parked in front of a lavender colored house, with a very grumpy and unimpressed old man standing on the front porch. 

After making sure Emmet was the one he had spoken to on the phone, the old man brought the train conductor into his backyard where Y/n was passed out on a trampoline; with a blanket thrown over her and a bag of ice resting on her mud covered foot.

Emmet looked at the old man for an explanation. "She messed up her ankle, since she jumped the fence to get in here." the old man pointed at a spot in his yard where you could clearly see where Y/n had landed, Emmet apologized for his girlfriend's shenanigans, the old man waved him off, citing everyone has these moments. "Hell, I can remember a few times where I've had track down my wife after she's had a few too many, and vise versa." the two awkwardly chuckle as Emmet picked Y/n up and carried her to the car. 

He drove her straight to the hospital where they had her foot checked out, luckily it wasn't broken just badly sprained. Y/n woke up as they were bandaging her foot, she freaked out wondering what happened, and why she was in the hospital?! until Emmet told her what happened, Y/n was mortified and started  apologizing profusely for making him worry. 

The conductor assured her it was fine, but made Y/n promise to keep track on much she's had to drink and to call him or a cab when she wants to come home. When all was said and done, Emmet drove them home at around 4AM, he was thankful that today was his day off so that meant he could sleep until noon.

However, when Emmet pulled into the driveway he had the sudden urge to go back to the hospital, when he saw Ingo glaring at him through the livingroom window... Emmet's ears were still ringing from Ingo's verbal beatdown, and he never took his brother's car without asking again.

[silver--linings]

A Cycle ‘Round The Sun

Word Count: 957

Characters: Ingo, Melli, Irida, Emmet (Brief)

Rating: Gen Audiences, Gen

Warnings: None Apply

Tags: Birthday!, Kind of…, Bittersweet, Short, Possibly slightly ooc i just think them being bitches is funny

Summary: A year was long, a year was short. A year given, a year taken.

Ingo wasn’t quite sure how long he’d been in Hisui.

Seasons in the Coronet Highlands and the Alabaster Icelands were strange. It was strange to him that they were strange, considering he had no prior frame of reference, but such was life.

He’d found there was a long, long period of cold, followed by intermittent temperate days, and perhaps a month of true warmth and floral growth. His only measure of time was the passing of the sun over the land and the phases of the moon — Irida had told him how to keep better track of it, perhaps not to the accuracy of the Diamond Clan but a passable attempt, but it didn’t stick too well.

Keeping time with the moon suited him just fine, though. Besides that, he seemed to have a very accurate internal clock, even as the day’s lengths and weather’s whims changed on a dime. The moon’s peak coincided with his estimates, for the most part, as did the sun’s.

The thought brought him some comfort. ‘I’ve still got it,’ he’d think, followed by ‘… what’s ‘it’?’

At any rate, time was an enigma for Ingo. Days had passed, weeks, months… he’d begun to lose track. The passage of the day’s hours were easy enough to follow, borne of habit and practice, but the months swiftly blurred into one another, especially as his new duties as Warden proved to be relatively uneventful.

It was one such day Ingo found himself hunting for Pecha berries, his Lady’s newest litter taking a liking to them. Lady Sneasler wasn’t at all picky, but her children tended to be a little more grumpy if they didn’t get their favorites for every meal.

He didn’t mind. Working with his hands was pleasant, as was working alongside his Gliscor. It had a familiarity to it, although he wasn’t quite sure why.

Ingo wasn’t sure of many things, it seemed.

“Emmy, could you get to the top of the tree, please?” He called over, the Gliscor’s head bobbing in affirmation shortly after.

The basket they’d borrowed from Lady Sneasler was halfway full of berries by then, and Ingo figured they could head back once Gliscor gathered the last of the Pecha berries from the tree. Its purple head poked up above the branches, but it seemed to notice something, giving an alert chirp.

Ingo turned, not quite sure as to who he was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t Melli of the Diamond Clan. His usual sour expression deepened, but Ingo pretended not to notice. That just made Melli look even more disgusted, which he took a bit of joy from. Not that he’d ever tell.

“…Ingo.” Melli grimaced, “I was sent to fetch you. Give Lady Sneasler her berries and meet me by the twin rocks at the bottom of the slope.”

Before he could say anything, Melli turned and marched away, resolutely not looking back at Ingo.

Gliscor alighted on the ground next to him with a few berries in its claws. “Rather strange,” he remarked, and it chirped in agreement. “Well… we’d best hurry up then, right, Emmy?”

- x - x -

“Adaman made me come and get you because Irida wants you,” Melli grumbled as he and Skuntank led the way towards the Icelands, “I’m not doing this because I want to.”

“Alright,” Ingo accepted easily, not too concerned either way. Melli winced at his volume, but didn’t complain. Yet. He wondered what Irida wanted, though. It wasn’t like her to send someone else after him, usually she came herself.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Melli continued, “but you’re not important enough for me to waste time on.”

“Okay,” Ingo said simply, knowing that his one word answers annoyed Melli more than any argument could. Needling him was something to help pass the time, and besides, his reactions were funny.

“Ugh, you’re insufferable,” yep, there he goes. Melli stomped ahead, Skuntank trotting faster to catch up.

- x - x -

Ingo opened the entryway to Irida’s home, Melli shivering behind him, mostly thinking he’d be there for some sort of Warden business. That would explain why the other Highlands Warden was accompanying him.

Instead, a couple strands of confetti popped close to his face, and he startled, taking a step back. In the dwelling, Irida, Gaeric, and the other members of the Pearl Clan (and even a few Diamond Clan members, too) gathered together, a raucous cheer coming from each of them as he entered.

“Happy birthday, Ingo!” Irida tugged him inward by the sleeve, aware of how averse he was to sudden touch, “or, kind of birthday.”

“Lady Irida?” Ingo responded, forgetting to manage his volume in his surprise. She didn’t seem to mind.

“I know we don’t know when your actual birthday is, but it’s been a year since you arrived!” His Clan Leader smiled at him, gesturing at the dinner they’d prepared with berry tarts as a dessert. “We thought we’d celebrate!”

“I…” Ingo paused, the emotion in his voice surprising him.

Had it really been a full year? A year since he’d fallen from the sky, not a single memory to his name? A year since Lady Irida had taken him in? Had it truly been so long?

He felt that there was something important about birthdays. Something important about his birthday, something he was forgetting.

… Now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

“Thank you,” he said finally, the tiniest ghost of a smile gracing his face. And he meant it.

- x - x -

Somewhere far, far away, a man clad in white lights a single candle.

He stares at it for a long time, watching it burn down its wick, but he dares not blow it out.

The Chandelure at his side drifts closer.

Neither of them say a word.

[royalty-subway]

How about the twins with a shy reader who tries to confess their feelings but ends up crying a little?

This is probably me cause I’m a little bitch boi.

Sordward

Well, I can certainly say that he was pretty confused and worried when you started crying. Like it came out of nowhere.

… Or it at least happened when you were trying to tell him something. Which seems important based on your reaction.

He doesn't really know what to do. So he probably just hushed you quietly, and he attempted to give you comfort of some kind. Like a hug or something.

But now he's curious about what you were going to say… so he might ask you if you can continue what you were saying.

It's okay if you don't want to. He understands. But I suppose that won't stop him from trying to connect the dots on what you tried to confess before.

Shielbert

… Well, he certainly didn't expect you to cry in the middle of your explanation about… something. Which seems urgent to you based on your current behavior.

So he'll immediately comfort you, and if you use words that are pretty vague. He might picture something else that's happening to you.

Like, he probably thought that you were trying to tell him something personal, like a past traumatic experience. But it's not that at all.

He'll even reassure you that he would never judge you. No matter what you were going to say. It could even be a love confession, but as if you love him like he does to you.

He wants to know what you were going to say. But he wouldn't force an answer out of you. Since that might upset you more. And he doesn’t want that at all.

Emmet

Oh?! You were suddenly crying when you were in the middle of saying a sentence. He panicked a bit at that, since he thought that he did something wrong.

So he’ll immediately comfort you, by hugging you, pretty tightly might I add. He thought that if he hugged you tighter, you’d be less sad.

Heck, he might even start crying himself because he never likes seeing people cry. Even if it’s for no reason. He just really doesn't like it.

Although, now he’s curious about what you were going to say to him. So he might beg you to say what you were going to say. But if you really don’t want to, or can’t, then it's okay.

But that certainly wouldn’t stop him from thinking about it. Granted, he might not come to the right conclusion, but he doesn’t treat it as a fact. He prefers if you just come out and say it. Now or later.

Ingo

I mean, sometimes they’re little kids who cry in front of him since he’s tall and scary. Like when a kid is near Santa. And he kinda feels shitty about that.

But coming from you in the middle of a sentence surely caught his attention. So he started to panic a bit and feel a bit shitty since he thought that he did something wrong.

He'll comfort you by patting your shoulder. He's not a big fan of physical contact. But he thought that maybe this would help you.

He would ask you to continue what you were trying to say, but you don’t need to since he can understand that it would be hard for you to say whatever you were going to say.

But Ingo isn’t an idiot, kinda. So it’s likely that he might analyze what you were trying to say. And he might come to some kind of conclusion that you like him. But he’ll keep his mouth shut.

[celebrity-conductor-asks]

I apologize for being weird-

But when I first encountered this in battle, I got, really flustered-

🔽: Why though-

🛡️: Ah? I’m sorry? W-what exactly made you flustered about it?

🔼: … Your face.

🛡️: …? That is… indeed my face. What about it?

⚡: Shield man… your body posture and facial expression is attractive as fuck, is what this person is trying to say, I think.

🛡️: O-oh? O-okay then. I’m… not entirely sure how to respond to that. But-

⚔️: CAN YOU PEOPLE LEAVE MY YOUNGER BROTHER ALONE-

🔽: … Now that I look at this image, I’m being a bit flustered myself, you’re right Elesa, this is hot as shit, got me acting up-

⚡: What did I tell you man? I call them like I see them-

🛡️: E-EXCUSE ME???

⚔️: … You’re joking again, aren’t you? Just to get on our nerves.

🔽: Yeah-

⚔️: It’s just… why… why do you people find my younger brother to be so fascinating? That you wish to pick on him-

🔽: … Are you jealous?

⚔️: No no no. I’m not. It’s just… why him specifically? Did he do something wrong to provoke such behaviors from others?

⚡: I think it’s just people finding him more attractive and adorable compared to you. While being twins, your hair… is questionable. Impressive, but questionable. While Shielbert is let down as if he simply has long hair like a sane person. And he’s a bit more… timid compared to your still arrogant ways. And with the color red being the most attractive… you get my point.

🔼: Alright, you don’t have to go full Alex Jones on him.

⚡: I mean, you can admit it, right Ingo? Shielbert is more attractive and adorable than sword bitch, right?

🔼: … I’m not going to answer that.

🔽: SO YOU ADMIT HE’S HOT-

🔼: … I’m simply not answering just so I don’t contribute to this… "conversation". And to stop you guys from continuing.

⚡: The conversation about whether Shielbert is better than Sordward.

⚔️: So… it’s just a matter of people liking my younger brother more?

⚡: Precisely aoihgerohgbekg you fucking idiot-

⚔️: …

🔽: Don’t worry sword dude, I’ll always love you-

⚔️: Fuck off-

[siremasterlawrence]

The House Of Tiger # 3

Part # 1

Harvey is Coach Josh manager for the last two years of his life, he finds himself in my clinches today, and the metaphorical doors to his life close.

He glances at me annoyingly glaring at me in through the window, he smiles at watching me squirm, and I take full advantage returning a cup of coffee.

“No thanks asswipe, what the hell did you do to Coach Josh?” He demand risk to his feet he throws the glass at my face then Coach Joss appears.

Coach Josh smiles smugly wrapping his arms in a protective stance guarding me from him seeing me. “If you ever have a chance of a pot shot at him again don’t take it.” He yells.

“I love him with all my heart, soul, life, and his total existence. I surrendered all of my mind, body, soul, and property to him.” He smiles so proudly.

“You cannot seriously think this is ok pretend that you like this man? Do you expect me to allow this travesty to happen?” He proclaims to him.

“Back off now bro, or I will kick your ass to the. curb. I will beat the hell out of you bitch ass punk.” Josh says smacking him across the head.

Coach Josh punches him the face grabbing him hard, dragging him across the room to kick him in the stomach, and inject him with my magical serum.

Harold sets himself up kneeling halfway on the floor his knees making a shadowy impression as he bent over in total submission.

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Harold pulls me to the side pinning my body to the wall he refuses to let me go leaning in his body to me. Our lips ignite in passion making out as electricity surges through our bodies exploding on impact.

We continue to kiss with his life fall under my power his thoughts ease to a slow scroll of my power. He picks up his vibrating cell phone to answer him, and his power transfer to the man on the other end.

The man automatically freezes in the midst of his answering he stand mindless like a robotic puppet. Harold guides him with the direction to our place he leaves his home, and he jumps in the car racing down the road.

I hear a loud knock on the door seeing a tall, blond, milky skin, white and heavy Australian voice. Harold let’s him in leading him to face me forcing his hand on to his shoulders to his kneels.

I move his chin upward with my hands in a cup formation feeling his body quake at my touch so sensitive. I part, and then spread his lips open wide open enough sticking my finger in it he can’t help but suck it.

“Ingo face me right now staring in to my eyes, that’s right boi I own you in every way, and open my pants slip your underwear down.” I command him to obey.

My cock plops our getting hard sticking out to the tip of his mouth, he gushed bright beat red at the touch of my cock, and his body goes limp for me.

“Pathetic white boi the sight of you make me more than just sick to look at.” I smack him with my dick. We make out for bit then he engorging my cock sweetly makes love to him.

His arms wrap on the waist to my ass groping me tightly, kissing my cock, licking all over it, and sucking it harder then he can imagine.“Oh! I love you, I love your cock, and I will worship you forever.” He pledges to me.

The end.

[ghostofviperwrites]

Suzuki Gunz Crime Family - Chapter 14

Word Count: 1738

Warnings:  Language

March 4, 2003

The past three days had been a whirlwind. Hours upon hours upon hours spent in Minoru’s study with Los Ingobernables, hashing out the details of the gun trade as well as the implications of the marriages between the families.  As Minoru had assured his family the Ingobernables had no interest in stepping into any kind of role with the Guns.  They preferred to stay in the shadows and handling their arms smuggling operation which stretched across most of the Eastern Hemisphere.  It kept them rather busy and they had no desire to expand into other territories.  However, they were willing to lend their services should they be required.  

There was haggling and arguing back and forth over pricing as well as the amount of arms Suzuki Gun would receive.  Naito was also insistent that the Guns be trained to his satisfaction before receiving their weapons, pointing to Evil as their weapons specialist to handle the training.  

“is this really necessary?” Davey asked in annoyance.  “How hard is it?  You point and shoot.”  

Evil fixed him with an icy glare.  

“We’re not going to let you run around like idiots and bring attention to yourselves.  It’s not quite as easy as you think it is.  I will teach you and you will learn.  Or I’ll kill you all.”  Evil said evenly.

Once again shouts erupted from the Guns as they threatened Evil as the man stared back nonplussed.

“Calm down.” Naito said holding his hand up. “Nobody is going to kill anybody. We’re family now.  Right Evil?”

Evil grunted with a slight nod, leaning back in his seat with a wide yawn.  

“Speaking of family.”  Desperado spoke up.  “Since we are now can I ask Bushi something?”  He couldn’t help but be fascinated by the other masked man.  LIJ were secretive to an extreme and Suzuki Gun was on the wrong side of the information track.  LIJ seemed to know everything about them while the Guns were grasping at any thread they could pick up.  

Bushi nodded with a smirk on his black painted lips locking Desperado in his gaze as he waited for the question he already knew was coming.  

“Why do you wear the mask?”  Desperado asked gesturing towards Bushi’s intricately decorated mask.  The third such different one he’d worn in the three days they had known each other. “Or masks I guess I should say.”  

“So, I can do what I do unnoticed.  No one knows who I am or what I look like.  In the streets with no mask I’m just another nobody.”  Bushi said with a shrug.  

“Since we’re family and all do we get be graced with your beauty?”  Lance taunted making Bushi roll his eyes and reach for the laces on the back of his mask, loosening them and pulling off the mask revealing his face to the Guns as a show of trust.  

“Damn,” said Lance with a disappointed chuckle. “I was hoping you’d be ugly.”  

“Fuck you.” Bushi said succinctly to Lance, running his fingers through his dyed blonde hair in an attempt to brush back the flyaway locks. “Turnabouts fair play Desperado, brother, why do you wear your mask?”

“Oooh is there something the Ingos don’t know?” Zack said with a grin casting a worried glance at Despy.  

“It’s fine Zack.” Desperado said reaching for the laces on his own mask.  

“This is why I wear the mask.” He told Bushi as he removed the vinyl material revealing his face to LIJ.  He held his chin high, pride refusing to let him cower beneath their stares as they took in the deep scarring over his face.  

“Still want me to marry your sister pretty boy?” He asked Sanada with a sneer, the only one who didn’t change his expression one iota as he took in the mess that had been left of Desperado’s face.  

“I really don’t give a fuck.”  Sanada said speaking his first words in the presence of the Guns. “Once you put a ring on her finger the bitch is yours.”   That brought a smile to Desperado’s face surprised at the easy acceptance.  Sliding the mask back on his tightened the laces as Bushi re-secured his own mask.

“Speaking of, look who’s here,” Naito said with a grin as Sanada’s sister Kyo appeared in the doorway on the arm of her escort. “Kyo, come meet your husband to be.”  

Naito grabbed her by the elbow and shooed off the escort bringing the beautiful young girl to Desperado’s side.

“Desperado this is Sanada’s sister Kyo. Kyo, meet Desperado.” Naito introduced the two, watching Kyo carefully to make sure she was going to walk the line as she bowed her head in greeting to Desperado and spoke niceties in her soft voice.  He needn’t have worried, Kyo would never dare disrespect her brother in his wishes. She had known for a long time that she would not be granted a marriage of love but would rather be used as a pawn.  

“We’ve produced ours Minoru, now where is Bushi’s bride?”  Naito said leaving Kyo’s side as Desperado sat and pulled her down into his lap hands tight on her hips.  Minoru frowned looking at his watch.  11:30. They should have been here by now.  His fists clenched as he reached for his cellphone, dialing his mother’s house.

“Where the fuck is Chie?” he shouted as soon as it was answered.  “She is supposed to be here.”  His face turned red with rage as he listened to the voice on the other end. “Gone?  What do you mean she’s gone?  Where the fuck is she?”  Minoru ran his fingers through his hair as he listened to babbled excuses. “Why am I just now hearing about this?” He yelled shutting the man up.  “You tell my mother I will deal with her later.”  

“You lost your sister?”  Hiromu asked with a giggle, unable to contain his laughter. “Your wife ran away on you Bushi.” Hiromu slapped his knee as he found this whole situation hilarious.  “The runaway bride.”  

Minoru swallowed his anger and turned to face the Ingos, who, except for Hiromu, looked rather displeased with him.

“We upheld our end of the bargain Suzuki.” Naito said angrily.  “What kind of shit are you trying to pull?”  Tension filled the room as the men on both sides rose squaring off in the center of the room.  

“Calm down everyone.” Minoru said waving off his men. “This isn’t anything on our end. My mother,” He said distastefully. “Failed to tell me my sister ran off after I visited her and informed her of her upcoming marriage.  It’s an egregious oversight on my part and I take full blame.”  As angry as he was, Minoru knew the fault fell on him.  He had made a deal and was failing to fulfill his end of the bargain.  “I’ll send my men out and we will find her.”

“No.”  Bushi spoke up.  “I’ll find her. After all, she is my bride.”  Bushi stared challengingly at Minoru until he nodded in concession. “Good.  Now let’s get Desperado hitched and then I’ll go search for the lovely Chie.”  

“Let me guess.  You already know what she looks like.”  Taichi asked resignation tinging his tone as Naito smiled and nodded. Of course they did.  He really didn’t expect anything less at this point.

Calling in the officiant the new couple stood in front of him and recited their vows, Kyo’s voice trembling as she promised herself to a man she had just met.  She cast unsure eyes at her brother as the officiant sought those two binding words from her, shrinking back as she met his hard-expectant eyes.  

“I do.” She whispered sealing her fate as they were declared man and wife when Desperado slid the massive diamond ring on her finger.  Her eyes squeezed shut as Desperado pulled her to his body, burying his tongue in her unresponsive mouth, his grip growing tighter as he sensed her hesitation.  

“I think it’s time for me and my wife to get to know each other.”  Desperado said as he broke the kiss. “Come find me when it’s time for Bushi’s wedding.” With those words he pulled her from the room towards the stairs leading to his room on the second floor.  

“Don’t let him go anywhere,” Bushi said pointing at the officiant. “I plan on getting married today.”  

The two groups watched Bushi stride purposefully out of the study utter confidence in every step he took.  Watching him leave there was no doubt in the room that Bushi would bring Chie back home. 

“This is not the best start to our allegiance.” Hiromu said.  “If this is how you run your family how can we have confidence in your ability to run an organization?”  

“Hiromu stop being a dick.”  Naito said with a roll of his eyes. “We wouldn’t be here if we weren’t well aware of how well they run an organization.  Stop causing trouble, we have enough going on today.” Hiromu jutted out his lower lip crossing his arms over his chest as he pouted.  

“We should warn you Suzuki-san,” Naito said. “Just so you can be prepared, your sister is probably not going to be brought back in the best of conditions by Bushi.”  

“I thought Evil was the one I should be concerned with?” Minoru said looking at the perpetually angry big man.  “Though at the moment I’m wishing I had selected him as I would happily turn my errant sister over to him.  Whatever that might mean.”  

“I’ve got to ask.” Davey said.  “Why the warnings for Evil?”  Evil found himself the center of attention as all the present Guns turned to him.  

“Evil has certain, proclivities.”  Naito said vaguely, leaving it to Evil to decide if he wished to elaborate.  

“I have a dungeon.”  Evil said bluntly.  “I like to torture and hurt.  And I like to play with knives and make women bleed.”  

“Don’t forget the drinking blood part.”  Hiromu reminded him helpfully.

“For the hundredth time, I don’t drink the blood Hiro,”  Evil said in exasperation.  “I taste it. Like a fine wine.” He smirked as looks ranging from fascination to disgust filled the faces of the Guns.  

“We’re getting off track.”  Naito said before the conversation delved further away.  “I would like your assurances that no matter the condition your sister is returned here in that it won’t adversely affect our relationship.”  He stared at Minoru expectantly.  

“Even though its not official yet, she belongs to Bushi.”  Minoru decreed. “I will not interfere in how he chooses to punish his bride.” 

[r0-boat]

we keep seeing shit with smug dom ingo. please for the love of god I need shy sub ingo please I need to make him my bitch and absolutely ruin him

Tie him up tie him up tie him up

Smut underneath

Ingo's Silver Eyes watched you lightly feel his muscles and abs he didn't have much but it still looks pretty sexy, hes starting to become your cute little piece of eye candy. He breath grows heavy watching your hands go down down down his chest to his pants slowly doing the belt. he wanted to touch you too, but his wrists were tied to the bed frame all he could do is beg

His cock springs free you lean in and kiss him your warm hand wrapped around his cock. Your kiss was filled with me. Ingo's moans my muscles by your lips, eager to have more your tongue slides into his mouth.

he breaks the kiss "please... Please ride me...make me cum..."

You smile mysteriously running your your hand through his hair ingo instinctively leans into your touch "have you been good?"

He immediately answers a little louder than he wanted to "Yes!yes yes yes. I've been good"

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Here it is !

Whore trans!Ingo and Dom!male!reader !

It might not be the greatest, but I haven’t written in a while so please take my word vomit ! >.<

I’ll try harder next time !!

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Ingo had noticed him awhile back. He was strong and very kind, as his first impression was him helping an elder person carrying things.

He is very strong, no wonder he had no trouble quelling even Alpha Pokemons, no less nobles.

And that got Ingo’s mind spiraling.

If Ingo had any experience with men, then he had no clue, but since his first meeting with the other man, he had dreamed of becoming his male-wife, getting taken care of by him, he wanted to be broken by him in so many ways, he wanted that man to take him, break him to the point of no return and then build him back up, and doing that again and again.

Ingo was infatuated, to say the least.

And when he chose to stay in Jubilife village… Oh gods.

The other man battled only Ingo, and more than once did that man complement him on his battle and strategy skill. That made Ingo’s legs go weak. How he longed to be called a good boy, he wanted to be a whore just for that man, he wanted him whole-

Oh, he’s drooling..

The gray haired man quickly wiped his saliva with his sleeve, not noticing a certain man on whom he had a huge crush on arriving.

“Warden Ingo ! Good evening !”

Said Warden lifted his head to look at the man and- oh god his arms were naked.

The muscles and scars visible and Ingo wanted nothing more than to be crushed by them.

“Good evening to you too Sir. Are you here for a battle ?”

He hated how his voice ever so slightly trembled- he’s so wet he wants to be stuffed full by a cock so much, his whole pelvic area was pulsating-

Keep it down !

The man continued “No actually, I just wanted to talk, that’s all. It’s pretty lonely around here, don’t you think ?” He ended with a laugh.

Ingo felt the same. Yes he had Lady Irida and Lady Sneasler, but he felt alone, and this once total stranger, also fallen from the sky, seemed to fill up an abyss in him, but only partially.

“I see, I understand, so then, please feel free to join me.”

“Sweet ! Thank you Warden !”

Warden. A title which is supposed to be powerful, a chosen of a noble, and yet, he had fantasized of being called that, being stuffed so full and hearing the taller man say “Ah, you’re taking me so well Warden !”.

He had wondered how he was down there, how big he was, how wide, how it would make him feel inside- And he has an answer.

He should’ve never looked, but being in an Onsen with the man- He had never wanted to be on someone’s lap so bad in his entire life- Oh shit he’s still talking !

The Alabaster eyed male only pretended to listen, as impolite as it sounds, but his mind was so clouded by how close the man was to him, how tall, how strong, how his hands would be perfect around Ingo’s waist, how he would sound, feel, taste- He can’t make eye-contact now.

And then, his eyes drifted downward.

Ah, his cock is perfectly enveloped in his pants, leaving no imaginations, but at the same time it does leave a bit of imagination.

How he would love to sit on it, have it inside of him, being so full, how he wishes to be full for all eternity-

He did not notice until it was too late that he had moved, now sitting on the man’s lap, arms locked behind the muscular one’s neck, he doesn’t want to imagine how he must look, panting and red, ready to be bred like a bitch in heat.

“Oh my ! Is that what you were thinking of me all this time Warden ?” The man asked joyfully. Ingo could only whine in response. Yes. That was what he thought about all this time, the numerous nights alone in his house wishing the man was there with him, taking care of him.

“You look so cute Warden ! Opened, only for me hm ? Ready for me to take you hm ? Is that what you want ?”

YES ! YES THAT’S WHAT HE WANTS ! He wishes he had the mind to talk, but he certainly had the mind to moan like a whore.

“Yes, I know Warden Ingo, let’s take care of you, shall we ?”

“Please !” It came out like it was the only thing he knew how to say, he must look so desperate and incredibly pathetic. To act like this, in public nonetheless… If he was in the right mindset he would be embarrassed to no end.

But he was not in the right mindset.

A shout left his throat when he felt a hand against his dripping cunt, how did he not feel it get through his pants ? Did he really care ?

“Oh wow, look at that Warden, you’re so wet for me ! How long have you wanted this ? Would you mind telling me ?”

The only thing he could think about was more, so much more !

“More ! Please, please please ! I beg you ! Stuff me full ! I need it so badly !” He could almost cry from the lack of stimulation, until he felt a hand on his cheek, ever so slightly tilting his head to look at the man in front of him, and he felt so loved and cared for already.

“Love, don’t worry, I’m going to take good care of you, but I still need you to tell me how long you have wanted me. Can you do that for me, my adorable boy ?”

Ingo latched on the man, as if his life depended on it, and spilled everything.

“Since the beginning ! Since day one ! I wanted you to take me, to stuff me so full until I couldn’t walk ! You’re so handsome, strong and kind ! I want you to rail me ! I want to forget my name, to not being able to walk anymore ! Please I need you so bad !” So desperate he started to harshly rut against the man beneath him.

The man only, ever so gently, when he could as well bend him to the nearest surface and fuck him until he’s satisfied, cradled his head with his large hand, and kissed him.

It was so soft, so gentle, Ingo immediately melted in the kiss, but he had to part from it to let out a loud moan, feeling fingers entering him. It felt so good and so much ! He felt already so stretched out, but he was needy and impatient, he has waited long enough.

The man began to kiss him again, but this time it was less gentle, it was all teeth, saliva and passion, while he pumped his fingers inside the other man’s dripping slit.

Ingo was already blissed out, eyes crossed, crying, tongue lolling out of his mouth, moaning and crying like the horny slut he is.

And then the fingers pulled out.

Ingo had never whined so loudly in his life, the loss of stimulation being too much for him to handle.

“Please ! I need it ! I’m sorry I wasn’t a good boy ! I’m sorry-“

He was kissed gently, again.

“Calm down love, you did a very good job, you’re the best.. But we have to stop for tonight, we are being too loud..“

Ingo was not happy. Ingo did not want to stop. He whined again, but much quieter, he wanted everything this man has to offer. He’s been waiting for this for far too long

“But I have an expedition tomorrow in Coronet Highland, would you be okay with me crashing in with you ? So I can properly worship your body like you deserve ?”

Ingo shivered when the stronger man whispered in his ear :

“So, for tonight, wait one more time before I officially quell your thirst.” The voice was husky, and Ingo could feel the harden member just beneath him.

Maybe he could wait one more time, with his legs wide open.

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Hope some people will like this 🥺

If you want me to write a part 2, then please tell me ! I will do my best to be a big brained person like everyone else here !

-EDS anon

Eat up fuckers 👀👀

Thank you for this wonderful ask EDS anon dkdjg 🥵🥵