#while emmet assists

[ingopotato]

submas youmacon adventures part 1

[leggerefiore]

CEO vampire submas au is a wild thought I might actually consider....

[ratwithhands]

Snakemas! Based on these guys, Iwakuni snakes (albino Japanese rat snakes):

This AU is (unfortunately) still in early development while I'm busy with school but there's some basic lore bits.

Half-monsters (hanmon) are a third group of organism between humans and pokemon. They are the result of ancient species from both groups combining and evolving over millenia to become specialized species of their own. They have monstrous appearances akin to pokemon, but wield only physical abilities like humans. Due to the nature of how they were formed and how they are viewed, most live in hiding, with only a few thousand individuals being observed and recorded

White Mountain Snakes are native to the Sin-Joh regions, showing up in traditional manuscripts as messengers of regional deities to guide and bring good luck to humans. Ingo and Emmet are children in a family that moved from Sinnoh to Unova. As such they consider themselves part of three cultures, and speak three languages

The twins are one of the only well known examples of hanmon in the present day. Most people are divided on their feelings about half-monsters, so they try very hard to skew the perception in a more positive direction. They act very proper with others and in public, only letting up and relaxing at home

Ingo does end up falling through the rift to Hisui. His main concern is that he fell right as the different clans were fighting over who was right, and having a "divine messenger" appear in Pearl Clan territory has caused a whole new mess for Ingo and the clanspeople

As for the serpents themselves:

The twins are constrictors, lacking fangs and instead having insanely muscular lower halves for wrapping and crushing prey in their grip. Depending on the size of the food they're eating, they might also just crush it with their bare hands to make it more manageable to swallow quickly

They are looooong, something like 10m in length from head to tail. The subway has multiple posters up warning patrons to watch their step in case they trip over them in traffic

They are awfully sensitive to temperature change. They sleep under a giant electric blanket, wear thick uniforms, and set the driving car temperature to be warm. Summer is their best working season, however they tend to stop working in winter to hibernate for about 4 months, much to the dismay of Battle Subway fans, staff, and local grocers

They'll shed about thrice a year and assist each other with peeling it when possible. This is mostly since they aren't dexterous enough to reach parts of their back. Shedding time means it's time for this little competition of theirs where they attempt to pull the longest pieces of shed possible off the other. Ingo is not very good at dealing with Emmet's dry ass and ends up accidentally cracking it most of the time. They sometimes give the scrap shed to Elesa for use in fashion outfits

Ingo's mouth is much narrower than Emmet's, he often has to stretch his jaws to accommodate something Emmet can eat easily. As a result the tissue connecting his jaws in the front is more stretchy

The twins have different organ locations due to their long structure. This usually doesn't affect their job but if you give them a hug you will feel the heart pumping in their abdomen

Thanks to all for reading this far. As a treat have Ingo and Emmet in their separation outfits, Emmet in his uniform and Ingo in the garb gifted by the Pearl Clan.

[ash5monster01]

Learning to Love Epilogue

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x FemReader!PlusSize

Warnings: 18+, langauge, angst, fluff, mentions of bullying, body image issues, fat shaming, fake relationship, eventual smut, minor enemies to lovers trope.

Summary: It's not uncommon for you to be shamed for your size, it is however uncommon to be told that no one would ever date you because of it. Rafe on the other hand is used to being called a jerk, that is until he is accused of seeing people for only what's on the surface. It's purely coicidental you two meet right after these accusations are thrown your way. So even though you two don't know each other, and probably never would've looked the others way before this, now you're both going to prove a point. It's simple really, prove others wrong and don't fall in love. Easier said than done.

word count: 3k

Part 10 ←

Masterlist

Rafe wasn’t sure what to do. Now knowing you had overheard some of his conversation he knew how bad it looked. He was prepared to fix it, thing was he needed to come up with a plan. He was tired of dancing around you, never truly saying what he actually meant. This time he was going to prove to you that he wanted you and no one else. He wanted you exactly the way you were. The only problem was how do you convince a girl she’s worth it when she’s spent her whole life thinking she’s not? So Rafe was going to take his time because he was prepared to spend the rest of his time with you. That was until Mila sent him a new text.

Mila

A wave a sickness quickly washed over him at his desk, hand tightly gripping his phone as panic slowly replaced that sickness. The idea of you on a date made him want to kill whoever the hell the guy was and he had a feeling he knew exactly who it was. Slamming his phone down he dialed the pager on his desk phone to his assistant Kaitlyn.

“Yes Mr. Cameron” she answered almost instantaneously. After all of this he needed to remember to give her a raise.

“Get me AJ, now” and Kaitlyn scrambled out an okay while Rafe tried his best not to seethe at the thought of you trying to erase him completely. It’s only ten minutes later when AJ walks through his office door.

“Kaitlyn said you needed me” the smile on her face suggests she’s assuming some kind of hookup but when she spots his angry face she realizes fairly quickly this is not the case.

“You have a Tanner that works for you down there” Rafe nods his chin down to where AJ’s marketing floor lies.

“Yeah, Tanner Mason. He’s one of my best” she says fondly of her workers and Rafe nods as he processes his thoughts.

“Yeah, well today he’s just too good. I need you to up his work load, enough paperwork he won’t be getting home until midnight tonight. I don’t even care if you have to send someone home to do it” AJ quickly furrows her eyebrows, confused at what was going on.

“I don’t understand” she says, confused why Rafe who should have no clue who this worker is, is suddenly targeting him.

“Tanner has decided to ask my girl on a date, one he thinks he’s attending tonight, I’m going to make sure that doesn’t happen” AJ wears a surprised look, realizing how serious he is right now.

“Why would she even be going out with him if she’s dating you?” AJ instantly questions, looking to place blame on her but Rafe just sighs.

“She dumped me and didn’t even say why. So I’m going to get her back. Whatever means necessary” the shocked face that crossed AJ’s features doesn’t surprise Rafe, yet he doesn’t back down.

“I guess I can send Emmet home, tell Tanner he’s sick and I need a completed ad by the end of the day” AJ finally says after a beat and Rafe smiles a sly grin.

“You’re the best AJ” he says and AJ rolls her eyes as she begins to stand up.

“You’re lucky we’ve been friends so long and I’m partial to you actually being in love. Believe it or not but there was a point in time I didn’t think you were capable. It’s nice to see you care so deeply about someone” and Rafe knows she’s referring to him never reciprocating her feelings during their time together. He would feel guilty but after all of this he knows now you can’t help who you fall in love with, you’re just along for the ride.

“It feels nice” he tells her and she lets out a chuckle before heading towards the door.

“You owe me, and I want to be front row at the wedding” she tells him and the blush that crosses his cheeks surprises her.

“Anything you want” and she accepts this answer before leaving the office and towards Emmet’s. She would’ve sent him home even if Rafe gave her no reason. Everything Rafe did had a purpose.

Rafe now content with the start of his plan being set in motion glances at the picture of you on his desk. The selfie you had taken in his lap that day you were here. He knows now he’s never going to move it, loving having your smiling face looking back at him. He was determined to have you smile at him like that again so he finally responds to Mila’s text.

Mila

Rafe didn’t care that she called him out on his behavior. He used to be a very different type of insane and she should be glad that this was the only crazy thing he was willing to do these days. You had changed him for the better and he wasn’t going to lose you now. He needed it to at least be real. To know that sleeping with you made it official and not some way of using you. He wanted you the way you were forever and he was willing to go back to his old ways to make it happen.

“He’s not answering me” you groan to Mila on the couch. You had been dressed for your date for the last hour, waiting for Tanner to pick you up but so far it hadn’t been done.

“Maybe he got caught up at work, I mean you know the boss” Mila snorts out and she’s glad her acting is good enough that you can’t tell she’s internally panicking. Rafe had her delete Tanners message, one where he informed you he got stuck at work and would have his phone off the rest of the day. You’re oblivious and Mila is praying this plan doesn’t blow up in her face.

“That’s not funny” you tell her with a pout but before Mila could say anything the doorbell rang. You nervously scrambled to answer it only to be met with an older gentleman and a limo in the street behind him.

“Hello Miss, Tanner is running a bit late so he’s asked me to escort you to the restaurant. Are you all set to go?” the formality shocks you and Mila realizes fairly quickly Tanner wasn’t the one who sent this limo at all. In defense of her best friend she should stop her but even Mila knew Rafe wouldn’t have planned all of this without purpose.

“Damn, a limo! Can I tag along just to ride?” Mila asks and the chauffeur just smiles at her, told to comply with any requests.

“Could she please?” you ask the man and he nods quickly.

“Of course, what fun is a limo without guests” he says before stepping out the way and gesturing in the direction of it.

“Thank you!” you say before grabbing Mila’s hand and rushing her to the limo. You had been full blown panicking now, not having gone on a real date in ages. Now it was even more intimidating riding in a limo there.

“God, drink some champagne and chill” Mila says when she spots your nervous behavior in the back of the limo. She was already on her second glass.

“I am chill” you defend as she hands you a glass that you have down in two full gulps.

“Yeah right” she mutters as you hold out the glass, awaiting her to pour more. She obeys and doesn’t say anything more as she lets you drink in peace and sits beside you in support.

It’s not long until the limousine pulls up in front of one of the most beautiful restaurants you had ever seen. Never would you have guessed a marketing job would provide such big bucks like this, yet you don’t complain. All you do is glance at Mila who has now ditched the glass to drink champagne straight from the bottle. She smiles and gives you a thumbs up which is all the confidence you need to leave the car when the chauffeur opens the door.

“Thank you…” you trail off, realizing you don’t know his name as he releases your hand from helping you out the vehicle.

“Harold” he tells you and you smile softly.

“Thank you Harold, sorry you have to deal with her alone” you gesture back to the car with a chuckle.

“I heard that!” Mila calls from inside and Harold lightly laughs with you.

“Tanner should be here soon, just tell the hostess you have a reservation under Tanner Mason” he informs you and you nod, filled with nerves because you didn’t even know his last name was Mason until now. You suppose that’s the whole point of going on this date though, getting to know each other. So you walk into the restaurant anyways and do as told where a hostess leads you to a private booth, jazz music playing over the chatter of people, and candles lighting up the dim table.

“Sorry I’m late” a smile crosses your face before you even register that it wasn’t Tanner’s voice. Rafe notices how quickly the smile vanishes as he slides into the spot where Tanner is supposed to be.

“Why are you here?” you glare, not in any mood for a stunt of his tonight. You were moving on, trying things you never had before. You didn’t need him here and messing it up.

“Tanner got caught up at work, something about a coworker being sick and a deadline to meet by tonight” Rafe says this sentence so naturally but you know he has something to do with it. Tanner would have never planned a date let alone not contacted you about it, yet you suppose Rafe had something to do with that too.

“So what? you thought you’d just come and fill in. Take his place for the night?” you scoff, arms crossing over your chest and immediately thinking of ways to get out of this restaurant.

“Try forever. You shouldn’t be with him Y/N! You should be with me” he groans out, hands fisting the table cloth in front of you both.

“That’s never going to happen” you say with the shake of your head, trying to look anywhere but him.

“Why? We spent that night together, I thought it was finally real. That you would finally let me love you and instead you blocked me on everything!” he countered and as much as hearing that he wanted you that didn’t change fact.

“Really Rafe, me too! Which is why I came by your office as soon as I could just to hear you talking with AJ about your current sex life. How shocked she was to hear you’d sleep with me at the same time as her. Luckily I left just as I heard you start talking about not being attracted to big girls” Rafe instantly goes back to that conversation in his head, realizing AJ had used present tense when talking with him.

“I haven’t slept with AJ in over two years. I cross my heart, I haven’t even been with anyone the entirety of the time we spent together. You have to believe me” he begs, needing you to know it wasn’t true. He was desperate for you to know it was true.

“Even if that’s true Rafe, I can’t be with someone who isn’t attracted to me. I get that I’m no beauty standard and I understand my body isn’t the healthiest but I deserve to be loved for all the things that make me, me. That includes being overweight” you say, fighting the tears that burn at the back of your eyes. You didn’t want to cry over him anymore. It wasn’t worth it.

“You don’t understand Y/N, you walked away before I could finish that day. I was saying I had never been attracted to big girls before and up until now I didn’t know why. You’re so beautiful, I love everything about you. I love the way your hair always falls in your face and how when you laugh to loudly you cover your mouth with your hands. Beauty isn’t a standard, it’s just in the eye of the beholder. Anyone is beautiful when you love them and baby I love you more than you know. I love you so much that you’re the most beautiful girl in the world to me. As long as I have you, no other girl in the world matters” and the tears break free in full force, shock painting your features as Rafe’s words resonate with you. You want to believe he’s lying but what reasoning would he have? Based on his own tears in his eyes you realize that Rafe is telling you the whole truth for maybe the first time in the entirety of your relationship with him.

“You love me, exactly the way I am?” you can’t help but ask and Rafe chuckles, reaching long arms across the table to brush away your tears.

“I do, I love you more than anything and no matter what happens I always will” he says, sincerity cracking his voice and finally a smile appears on your face, chuckling through the tears.

“Well how in the hell did that happen?” you ask, the backs of your hands wiping the tears from your face while Rafe laughs at your words.

“I don’t know, guess it’s got something to do with this really cool girl I met in a bar” Rafe says and finally you stand from your side of the booth, rushing over to his own where he happily accepts you into his arms.

“You promise it’s real, everything?” you ask and Rafe smiles, a hand reaching and tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“It always was” he tells you and that’s enough for you to lock your lips against his own. He kisses you like he can’t possible get enough, tongue sliding past your lips as your hands toy with his hair at the nape of his neck. He is everything you ever wanted and for the first time you deserved.

“I can’t believe you hijacked my date to get me to talk to you” you say when you finally break apart, heavy breaths falling past your lips from how deeply he was kissing you.

“I had to do something, you blocked me on everything with no explanation” he says with a bewildered look and you can’t help but laugh before pulling his lips to your own and kissing him again.

“I needed something effective to get you out of my system” you tell him and he grins, squeezing you tightly against him and in no hurry to let you go.

“You remember when we first hung out and I asked you if you had ever been in love before?” he asks you gently after a moment and you nod, softly leaning against him.

“Yeah and I told you I’d like to think I was but I wasn’t sure” you respond, remembering that day in his apartment so clearly. How much fun you had ended up having while hanging out with him.

“I only asked because I had realized I’d never been in love before, but now if someone asks me I can confidently say yes” he says with a grin and you can only giggle at the handsome boy in front of you.

“When did Rafe Cameron become such a sap?” you asked, knowing you’d seen every side of Rafe other than this.

“I’m only a sap for you so don’t go telling anyone” he tells you and for a single moment you’re the happiest you’ve ever been in the arms of the man you love. Rafe was your first and hopefully only love and you couldn’t wait to spend the rest of your life getting to know him even more.

“Who would’ve thought a fake date would teach me how to love someone” you say to him and Rafe grins.

“Is that you finally saying you love me back, because I definitely have you beat on confessions tonight” he teases and you laugh loudly, hand covering your mouth which Rafe removes as he grins back at you.

“I love you Rafe Cameron, bad boy persona and all” you say and he pecks a sweet kiss to your lips.

“Learning to love, who would’ve thought it’d be me” he says referring to the journey you both had been on, going from loners to two people in love with each other.

“I sure as hell didn’t” you say and Rafe smiles just as the wine he had called ahead and ordered arrived to the table.

“This wasn’t Tanners date at all was it?” you ask and Rafe only grins, not embarrassed by his actions at all.

“Nope, this is all me. He texted and cancelled while you were in the shower and I had Mila delete it” he admits and you gasp, lightly smacking his arm as he goes to set a wine glass in front of you.

“You two are devious” you say and he shrugs, arm wrapping around your shoulders as he pulls you close and sips from his glass of wine.

“Devious but successful” he tells you and you shake your head before laying it on his shoulder.

“You’re lucky I love you both” you tell him and he smiles, lips pressing a soft kiss against your forehead.

“Yeah, we definitely are”

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a/n: and that’s a wrap. thank you so much everyone for coming with me on this journey and I hope you fell in love with their story as much as I did. clearly Rafe and the reader have a beautiful future ahead of them, no longer lost in the world. as for you my dear and loyal readers I wish this for all of you, not only find love but learning how to 🤍

[bellsartblog]

Sept-ingo day 23: different universe with ingo and ingo and ingo and emmet hop the multiverse by @subway-boss-jericho

ok so, part of this post was made when my thumbs was still healing. i thought if my thumbs couldn't work, i still had my other fingers so i gonna try writing sth >:"))) but i'm like really ass though so :"))) tell me how i do :))) i wanna improve this skill of mine as well for future uses.

𖨠──··· At the train station ···──𖨠

no beta read :"))) it's a reunion fic :)))

This place was.... very familiar. It's circular in shape and crowds of people and trainers were rushing to and from the large arches surrounding this space. How Ingo know which person were trainers and which were not was beyond him. 

Chimes were going on and off every now and then with rumblings of something big going by in between each interval. all of which was behind the wall he was leaning on. Ingo stands to the side of this strange circular place, preferring to stick to the brick walls so that he won't get swept into the crowds of busy people. being in such a chaotic and strange space but he can't help but find himself at peace. 

He stood just a bit taller than he would usually and allowed himself back in Hisui. Peering through the crow, he tries to search for a girl in the similiar survey corp uniform and a white bandana on her head. Akari was the one that brought him here in the first place, but she ran toward the tall pillar in the middle to try and buy some tickets for them both.  No, not Akari. It's Dawn now.   

"I'll be back! don't go anywhere" and she was off before he could deliver his own message. but it has been a while since then so he was getting a bit anxious. Nothing had changed much in the last minutes or so and the anticipation was eating at him. maybe he should go look for her... but going off the established place would make it hard for her to find him if she was already going back- 

"Hello sir!" 

a booming voice shocked him out of his almost spiral. the source of which stood just an arm length from him. Someone that wears the same coat as his! but it was shinier and more well-kept. And his face bored resemblances of his own but.... if he was younger. Was he that old already?  

"May I help you?" 

"Most certainly! I'm Subway Boss Ingo" The man gestured to himself then to his side where another man who looks like his matching copy stood. "And this is my brother, Subway Boss Emmet! We were hoping-" 

to be honest, most of what this fellow said went over ingo's head because Emmet was all he cared about right now. It was him, the man in white! His hand reached out on its own but with closer inspection, ingo slowly noticed and he withdrew his hand.  

There were smaller inconsistencies, the strips on his coat were cyan when it was supposed to be brownish-red like his. And the emblem, one of the signifiers that helped him identify himself, was different also! Two arrows, one pointed up while the other pointed down. There were more, like his tie and his hair. It was all different! All... wrong? 

“You aren’t listening” Emmet stated. Though his smile didn’t change much, and his tone was even as ever, but somehow Ingo just knew this man was being cheeky with him, "too much on your head, perhaps?” 

“Ah yes” ingo blushed a bit “my deepest apologies, I thought you were someone else.” he nodded toward Subway Boss Ingo. To which he gave a short wave. 

“No worries, Sir! It hasn’t been the first time” the man gave him a small smile. Wait, what did he mean by not the first time? “But to summarize, we were wondering why you were standing here all by yourself and we wanted to ask if you would like some assistance.”  

“Thank you but there would be no need.” Ingo stood straight, mirroring the bosses’ posture,” I came here with my niece, you see and -” realization came to him like a freight train. His niece! He was about to go look for her when the duo interrupted him. 

“Apologies but I have to go!” Ingo pushed past the bosses and dashed for the pillar in the middle of the room. But he was pulled back before he could enter the crowd. He glared at the hand holding him, it was Emmet’s. “What do you think you are doing? Unhand me!” 

Ingo shooked his hand to break free of the man’s grasp but to no avail. “i must go get her. She could be lost herself!”  

“Nope.”  Instead, with a smile, Emmet pulled him back to them and closer to the wall. Letting his arm go, Ingo pulled his hand back. Emmet and his Ingo stood in front of him, blocking his way to the pillar. Subway Boss Ingo said “Please stay behind the yellow line! you’ll get lost if you join the line with that train. And about your niece, it’s Dawn, correct?” 

“h-how did you know?” the air must not be traveling to his head because did he just hear the man spoke her name?  

“Like we mentioned, it hasn’t been the first time.” The Subway Boss gave him a small smile, one that only he could make from his own frown. “Now, if you’ll please follow us, we’ll help you reach the ticket booth.” 

As promised, the bosses and him weaved through the crowd with no fanfare, though somehow the road to the booth was a long one. 

Along the way, they didn’t talk much but he did get to see more people that dressed like him. More Ingos and Emmets, some were traveling in pairs, some were with companions! Pokemons and humans alike (he noted that the black hair woman seemed to appear a lot), some were traveling alone, waiting like he was.  

All of which didn’t help reawake any memories for Ingo but among the sea of self, ingo didn’t felt that lonely in his lost and confusion. For once in a long time, the hope in him was reignited and maybe he would get to go home.  

The pace slowed and stopped all together. Being closer, the size of the pillar finally dawned on him. It was enormous, ingo couldn’t see the top floor eve when craning his head up all the way. At the front of the pillar were a grand arch and neat queues of people lining in front of it. 

“we are here!” Emmet said, “Now to find your niece.” he climbed on his brother back, placed his hand above his eyes and gleamed over the lines. His older brother, while bend over, let out a deep sigh. 

“UNCLE INGO!” 

All three men looked over to find the girl they were looking for running at them. She ran straight to Ingo, giving him a big hug. So big that it almost toppled him over. “i’m sorry for making you wait for so long” she said not lifting her head from his stomach. “i was lost”. 

“it quite alright Dawn” with one hand pulling her tight and the other patting her head, he hoped he had conveyed to her enough of his relief. “Everything is alright” 

“Oh! I almost forget!” Daw pushed herself off her uncle and stood up, pulling her uncle with her. “Look! Look!” 

Following Dawn’s pointed finger, Ingo thought he was looking into a mirror. A true reflection, another him, with same worn coat and hat, the same tired face and the matching goatee, looking at him with his hand crossed behind his back. The reflection nodded at him and by instinct, he mirrored the action. 

“Warden! So that’s where you have been!” the subway bosses came over to “Warden’s” side. He smiled at them; they conversed quietly among each other which was quite a feat because the whole place was noisy already. 

“i thought he was you so i was lost.” Dawn explained, she quickly added” But then i noticed that the button on his head was different! And then he led me back to you!” 

 “Then we must thank him, yeah?” with a nod from Dawn, the niece and uncle duo hold hand as they went over to the three men.  Ingo bowed deeply and Dawn copied him. “Thank you for leading miss Dawn back to my station.” he spoke. 

“Thank you, mister warden.” Dawn cheerily added. 

“no need to thank me for it’s a duty of the warden to lead the astray back on the path of safety.” the Warden deeply bowed in turn. This “warden”, was he like him also? He looked like him, but his demeanor was different, calmer and more content. He also wore the same emblem as the other two bosses as well. 

“you must be pondering over our similarities, am i correct?” the Warden said as he stroked his goatee, thinking up a way to explain this whole ordeal “i would be too if i was in your position.” 

”You and i and this fellow over there” he pointed at the subway boss “are all Ingos. unlike him though, you and i were both displaced, lost in the vast space and time, but unlike me, you are on your way back to your original station now and I am very happy for you.” the warden came over and patted him on the shoulder. 

“but what about you? With those two’s help, you should be on your way too, right?” 

“correct! But we haven’t found where that is yet” he retreated his hand “We are still searching for it but we also help conduct anyone we encounter on our way to find their way back!” 

“that’s right!” the subway bosses finally joined back into the conversation “after finding mister Warden and learning about his decoupling from his family, we had made it our new objective to help those in similar situation. And this station is one of the many points that the universes intersect with each other. A stop of many where we try to look out for a line leading back to mister Warden’s station.” 

“with that all settled, i think it is time for us to depart. “Emmet said while also gesturing toward Dawn who was hang off his side, looking bored out of her mind but she was being quiet out of polite.” let us get back to our track.” 

“Right. Again, thank you for conducting miss Dawn here back to me and we wish you luck on your journey.”  

“Of course! Now Emmet, is there anything you’d like to add?” the subway boss asked. His back facing his brother’s, ingo knew what he was about to do. 

"Follow the rules and drive safely! We're headed for victory! All aboard!" The subway boss in white strike the old so familiar pose, with his left arm straight and pointing at him while his right arm straight to his side and point down. 

“All aboard!”  subway boss ingo said their phrase in a voice full of excitement and mirrored his brother’s pose. They truly looked like a complete set, black and white, a two-car train. Looking at them, ingo got a glimpse of what home could be like. That, hopefully, when he finally reached his destination, returned to his rightful place, he would be able to do this with his brother as well.   

Dawn tugged at him to do the pose with her also. Ingo smiled and so they did. “All aboard!” The duo returned their excitement in full. The trio of universes hoppers waved them goodbye as Dawn led them through the arch in front of ticket booth, to where they would be waiting for their train to go home. 

When they reached the platform, it was just in time, a train had just pulled in. They quickly went in and settled themselves. Dawn was knocked out practically the moment her head hit the cushion. Ingo repositioned her so her head was on his shoulder and his arm was securing her to his side. Slowly enough, ingo began to drift out too. 

In the final moments of his consciousness, he thought over the encounter he had had. To think that out there, there was a family waiting for him at home and that there were also people and versions of him and his family helping people finding their way back home. All of it gave him such a warm feeling in his heart. His chest tightened and he brought his unoccupied hand up to muffle his hiccups. Some tears were building up on the edge of his eyes and some were traveling down his cheeks already, leaving a trail of warm wetness. 

“Please wait for me...” ingo crooked, his closed-up throat made it hard to talk, let alone be quiet about it. But he needed to say it, in the hope that his words would travel through space and reach its intended recipients. “...I'm almost home.” 

And with that, his eyes closed, and he let himself be lured to sleep by the rumble of the train, the comfort of the cushion and the warmth of his niece at his side. 

...... 

............ 

.................. 

somewhere, in a small office, deep in Gear station, a man laid under a big pile of paper. surrounding him were more papers, diagrams, maps and large symbols. he rose up abruptly, making the papers flew ever where.

“ingo?” 

[pillowbugs]

not sure if anyone has done this yet, i probably won't be writing this anytime soon (focusing on the GLiS au) but. au time.

it starts with L:A protag and ingo figuring out that they're from the modern day. perhaps ingo has an employee card for the battle subway, which confirms exactly where he's supposed to be - gear station, in nimbasa city, in unova. even without their memories, which never seem to return, they know where they're supposed to be.

they talk to arceus, who is adamantly against the idea of them going home for some reason - but fortunately, they have other connections to help them; giratina owes protag a favour, and dialga and especially palkia are friendly enough with ingo because of his status as a warden. so going home is actually quite easy for both of them.

they return to nimbasa city. it's obvious where ingo is supposed to be, except that place is already filled. to the people of unova, ingo never went missing at all. he and emmet are still running the battle subway as normal. there's an ingo who came back from hisui, and an ingo who has always been in unova, and an emmet who is verrrry confused.

meanwhile, protag also tries to find out their identity, which is traced back to an assistant to professor rowan of sinnoh, who also has not been recorded as missing at all, who even just went out with their friends for barry's birthday. they're an exact match - but, it's impossible for this missing kid to be them, because there was never any missing kid.

that night, arceus appears in their dreams, furious that they disobeyed Them and went behind Their back to return to the future, because they were never supposed to be part of the future.

the plot twist is, L:A protag and L:A ingo are physical copies of the original assistant and ingo respectively, created by arceus. they don't have memories because they didn't exist before getting dropped into hisui - how would you remember a life you never lived? they were explicitly meant to serve the past while the originals live out their lives in the future, which is why arceus was so against them going to the future.

it's debateable whether this is angstier than canon or not. on one hand, hisui doesn't have to lose L:A protag and L:A ingo, who can stay with all the friends they made; while their originals never get separated from their families and friends. they never have to choose who to give up, because both the copies and the originals only know the people on one side, so the choice for them on who to stay with is obvious.

on the other hand, there's probably a major identity crisis coming for the copies, especially protag who had always just wanted to go home - only to find out that home was never meant to be theirs.

[teabunnee]

Posted this wrong again...

Submas Twins Meet You while you were lost

Ingo 

Ingo is always a gentleman, in a sea of people big and small, he is always a beacon of professional calm. 

If you approach him for assistance, he’s happy to help you out, no matter the situation, maybe just give him a moment if he’s in the middle of calming a child or something of the like. 

If he spots you being nervous, he’ll approach you as calmly as he can, though he might startle you with his voice as he asks if you need help. 

He knows the trains and the subway like the back of his hand! And he’s happy to help you reorient yourself. His tall form and loud voice is perfect to part the crowd and make you feel safe too. If you ask questions about the trains and his time here, he’s delighted to tell you the history of the subway! 

The. Entire history. His face glows as he tells you about it, nostalgically as if he was part of it. 

When you get to your stop, he is a bit blushy for rambling so much, but he’s quite happy if you tell him it’s alright. Feel free to flirt just a little at this point, you might get a number!

Emmet

Emmet is a cheerful light in the busy subway, happy to chat and always ready to battle a passenger. It’s easy to spot his bright white coat and big grin. 

He likely spots you nervous and comes over, marching and asking if you need directions to your next station. 

But if you approach him, he’s quite happy too! 

He’ll be delighted to assist you! And he’s quite reassuring, pointing out the fastest train routes to various destinations and even chatting about his pokemon. (Not quite his battle plans, those are secret!) 

He’s also saying hi to others along the way, and if you’re not busy, he’s going to point you to his favourite spots of the city and how to get there! And he might ask you for a battle once he gives you directions or has directed you there. 

Whether you win or lose, he’s just happy to test out new combinations. 

He’s the one to ask your number most likely, bluntly as he compliments you like its a fact, it’s his style. 

[thespectral-wolf]

I've had a PLA-related fic idea mainly centered around the DPPt trio cooking in my head for a very long time, so I'll just dump it here:

First, Lucas (Prof. Rowan's assistant), who got eebied to Hisui. The plot of PLA is mostly unchanged, the story would focus on him during the postgame events, working on filling out the Pokédex and collecting the plates and just hanging out with the people of Hisui.

Meanwhile in the present, Dawn (DPPt protag) is going through the motions and feeling guilty for not being able to prevent her friend going missing/not being able to find him. That's when she meets Emmet and Elesa, who were called to Sinnoh by Cynthia (she discovered Ingo's fate while investigating Lucas' case). Dawn joins the Unovans because Ingo's disappearance seems to have something to do with a certain Legendary that she knows quite a lot about.

As for Barry... frustrated by the fact that Sinnoh's Legendaries outright ignored them when he and Dawn reached out to them for help (and Dawn giving up on the search too soon), he left the region and set out to find something, anything that can help find Lucas. Eventually he meets a strange old guy who seems to know exactly what happened to his friend and where he is. What's the guy's deal though? Who knows? He seems genuine at least.

[belltrigger]

Submastober Day 21!

Inspiration: There's an older OC-tober prompt-list here that I am using.

Title: Time to Improve Prompt: Different Era Word count: 1727 Synopsis: Ingo thinks about what his life was like before Emmet appeared in Hisui, and considers what he would like it to be like going forward.

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The house that the Pearl Clan had allowed Ingo to use was modest, but as someone completely unknown to them (as well as himself), it was far more than he could have ever hoped to ask for. Since he had no belongings upon his arrival except the clothes he wore, the house was positively ample in terms of storage space. Sometimes, for fun, he would change the location he stored his coat and hat while he was home, and made elaborate decorations with the pokéballs of the pokémon he was planning to travel with the next day. He could tell the pokémon enjoyed it, and so he made sure to always pick fun designs.

He also didn't really spend much time there, either patrolling through even the harshest conditions, or being posted at the Training Grounds of Jubilife. He sometimes ate meals there, when he wasn't invited out by his clan, and slept there. It was lit by lantern but he usually wasn't awake much past the dark unless he was returning from a late night patrol.

However, now, he had a guest! The Man in White from his dreams, who he now remembered as Emmet, had appeared before him. Of course there was no doubt that he would bring Emmet into his home - he could not burden the Pearl Clan further with a request for yet another house and Emmet needed a fine place to stay. He would have thought as much even if Emmet was only his brother, but feelings he'd long struggled to understand now had their recipient again. To be blunt, Emmet made his heart flutter in the most pleasant of ways, and he couldn't begin to imagine living separately from him again. Emmet immediately reciprocated, even telling Ingo that it had been that way for over a decade! Ingo was glad he'd been so lucky in his former life, to have a close and dedicated love that had found him once more.

Emmet always smiled and allowed Ingo to give him a short (very short) tour of the home that Ingo had been staying in. Ingo could feel his face flush in joy when Emmet corrected him to 'our home,' and all he could manage in the moment was to agree gently. Emmet sat his coat and hat next to wherever Ingo placed his, and Ingo had to admit it looked much better than his outer wear sitting there alone. Though, at the time, he also thought that maybe Emmet deserved a place for his things that didn't require waiting on Ingo to place his own.

Emmet's positivity remained no matter what they were doing. He seemed deeply unfamiliar with the methods of cooking that Ingo used, but he sat close to the fire and offered assistance whenever Ingo made them dinner. Emmet often expressed his desire to help more, but he could stir and chop and go outside to gather herbs as compliments to their dishes. After having been by himself for so long, this was easily halving the amount of effort Ingo had previously had to employ. Plus, he enjoyed simply having companionship while he ate in their home. Eating with others before was usually the result of going somewhere else - no one came to Ingo's home for a meal before. In fact, Ingo enjoyed it so much, that they began taking a break during their patrols to return home for lunch.

One night, Emmet wasn't feeling well and went to bed a little earlier than Ingo; after Ingo remembered the exact nature of their relationship, they had started to head to bed at the same time, though not always for sleep. Ingo's bedding was not the most impressive, but he'd managed to requisition a futon for Emmet and they placed them close together. Emmet, of course, wanted to learn exactly how to set up and put away his futon; he picked it up so quickly and smiled so brightly when Ingo complimented his skill.

Ingo wasn't yet tired, and after he'd finished some potato mochi, he decided to check in on Emmet. When he knelt by his sweet twin, he was troubled with the sight he found. Emmet was shivering in his sleep, curled up on his side with eyebrows furrowed. Wasting no time, Ingo stood up and retrieved the blanket for Emmet's futon. Without disturbing him, Ingo gently spread the soft blanket over Emmet, sighing in relief when Emmet's features smoothed out. Sitting back into seiza, Ingo took a moment to assess their home. If he thought about it, it was a bit cold.

Actually, the more he considered it, the more he realized it was more than just a bit cold. It was rather early in the year to be this temperature, wasn't it? Standing, Ingo went to stoke the fire, considering if it had always been like this in the house or if they were simply experiencing a cold snap. Now that it was at the forefront of his thoughts, had he simply been tolerating it this whole time?

He had, hadn't he? Before Emmet's arrival, some small part of him had always felt as though his amnesia was a punishment of some sort. His complete and total lack of context for his life before coming to Hisui left him with little to piece together. He could assume he was a good man even back then, but wouldn't everyone want to believe that about themselves? If he was truly brought here by a deity level pokémon without being given a purpose like Akari, then didn't that lend itself to the idea that he was being punished? In that case, then of course he should struggle through uncomfortable circumstances in penance.

Emmet, though… No matter what Ingo thought of himself, there was no way that Emmet had ever done something worthy of requiring penance. He was kind and gentle, capable and friendly. Emmet was also more charitable than Ingo; while Ingo had lost his patience with Melli (going so far as to tell someone he thought the warden was causing trouble for others), Emmet merely laughed and joked around with the trouble-making young man.

They had already begun making changes to the way Ingo had let himself live. Simply taking the time for a lunch instead of only eating dinner or when others brought him along was an example. Ingo didn't go to bed as early anymore either, since he had Emmet's companionship even after the darkness fell. Instead of always scrounging for the right herbs, they had started a small garden outside; located close enough that even when his back hurt, Ingo could go out and find what he needed. Emmet had insisted on putting medicinal herbs in the garden too, so even Ingo's back pain wasn't as frequent anymore. Ingo, simply put, felt better overall.

But that was for Ingo's sake. Ingo had been here a long time now, and the chances to get used to the hardships had been plentiful. He'd grown to tolerate quite a bit, with the scars to prove it, but Emmet didn't have to deal with that the way he did. Emmet had scars of his own, but they didn't match the roughly healed scars that were all across Ingo's body. For the briefest moment, Ingo felt ashamed for how differently his scars marked up his skin compared to the well healed ones on Emmet's body. But Emmet had simply embraced him, and all worries that Emmet found it off-putting had ceased.

For him, Ingo would do anything. Starting small with improving their home was the easiest. But, Ingo wondered if maybe it was time to return to finding a way home. When he'd first arrived in Hisui, he'd desperately wanted to leave once he was healed up enough to get out of his hospital bed. The very day he was able to, he began exploring to find a way home. He couldn't get very far at first, but expanded his searchable area little by little. Luckily, he proved himself quite capable at working with pokémon, and that allowed him to travel outwards even farther.

Over time, however, the hope that it was possible to find his way home began to dwindle and diminish in his heart. The wish to return to where he'd come from never disappeared, but the belief that it was something he could be capable of? It hardly felt like an attainable goal. He didn't seem to be from this region at all, so it wasn't so simple as finding a proper route. No, it seemed his fall from the sky was quite literal, and not a matter of being pulled up into a storm.

Emmet's arrival showed there was still a link to where he'd come from, which had bolstered his resolve quite substantially. Living with Emmet here in Hisui was hardly a bad thing, especially if they could improve their home, but wouldn't it be nice if they could go back to their original home? If Emmet's stories were anything to go by, the differences in their home compared to here was like an entirely different era! It astounded Ingo to believe that he could come from a place as technologically advanced as Emmet claimed, but he was eager to return and see if he remembered anything more.

Checking on Emmet once again, it was a relief to find him no longer shivering. With how peacefully he was sleeping now, Ingo couldn't help but reach out and pet his hair. With a soft murmur, Emmet turned towards his touch. Ingo's heart squeezed at how cute he was, and decided maybe it was time for bed after all. Changing into his sleepwear, Ingo climbed into their makeshift large futon next to Emmet. Without waking up, Emmet scooted closer to him, and Ingo wrapped him in an embrace. Whispering a little apology to Emmet for bringing the cold into the futon, he kissed his twin's forehead, chuckling softly as Emmet muttered incomprehensibly back.

If Emmet was better in the morning, they could discuss what they would do from here together. If Emmet was getting sick, Ingo would tend to him as he told his younger twin about his plans, and then go into town to get him a treat. Either way, he would do his best to improve Emmet's life the way Emmet had improved his.

[mundancheemudomo]

Doc Brown x Reader (Gender neutral)

Rated G, warning: fluffy. Words: 792

Summary: In 1885, you're Emmet Brown blacksmith's assistant. Today, he wants show you his new invention !

The sun is just beginning to rise from behind the great canyons that surround Hill Valley, and so, the main street is very quiet. You cross it with good mood, heading towards the blacksmith’s workshop. The one and only blacksmith in the town and the small surrounding villages, and therefore having a large clientele. It's like some kind of honor for you to officially go from apprentice to Emmett Brown's assistant.

The workshop doesn't open until one hour, but Emmett invited you the day before to come early, having finished the details of a new invention that last evening. In addition to his talents as a blacksmith, Emmett has a great imagination and a huge knowledge of science. His creativity, his determination but also his altruism is well known to all the inhabitants, but not as much as you. Spending most of your time at his side for work but also and especially all those calm moments like horse rides, sharing reading and astronomical observation, you both became very close.

Inside the workshop, there is still a faint smell of toast and fried eggs. The tick-tock the clocks lined up on one wall and the sound of the fan that Emmett made are familiar to you, this place is like a second home. There's now an other sound, that of the blacksmith's footsteps on the wood. You already smile, and even more when Emmett comes out of his office area. The smile he gives you is always incredible.

‘Good morning, Y/N!’

‘Hello, Emmett!’

You give an embrace. This moment is always very short, but it's enough each time to enjoy the strength of his arms got thanks to blacksmithing. This morning though, it lasts a little longer, and Emmett hugs you tighter, and it's impossible not to blush. He holds you by the shoulders, his chocolate brown eyes staring into yours, with a smile brimming with pride and impatience.

‘My invention is ready, I have to show it to you right now!’

The invention in question is this huge machine that he has been building for weeks right next to the entrance, with lots of pipes, cranks and other metal materials. This has intrigued you from the beginning but the blacksmith has kept it as secret until today. Besides, this is the first time that it has made noise, similar to a steam train. Emmett checks several things on his invention, using a ladder to reach a crank, and turns others. Suddenly, there's a loud whistle, and steam comes out in small jets at regular intervals from a pipe. Emmett is all smiles, jumping with anticipation as he turns one last crank. Then steam comes out of a pipe at the height of a desk where a bowl and two glasses of tea are placed. Several small cubes of ice fall then into the container, under the happy gaze of the blacksmith and yours completely stunned.

‘It works, it works!’

You barely blink as Emmett puts two small ice cubes per tea glass. You toast with energy. As you take a small sip of tea (it's the first time you drink something this fresh), Emmett downs his entire glass in one, and you watch his Adam's apple move. You put down your glass on the desk and then look away, blushing, looking at the machine instead.

‘It’s truly amazing.’ you whisper.

You feel fingers on the edge of your chin gently turning your face, your gaze naturally landing on the blacksmith who continues to smile at you. But with a softer, even pensive smile, while his hand touches your cheek.

'Thank you,' he said.

He kisses you, slowly, gently, with the same passion he observes the starrysky. And when his face moves a few inches away, you grab him, your hands buried in his silver hair, and kiss him again. Emmett chuckles and smiles while kissing you, once, twice, three... several times, less and less innocent. You can feel the taste of ice tea and the warmth of his large, dry palms on your face. There's then that a loud, sharp sound breaks the moment. Someone knocks. You both jumped, realizing that you had been pressed against the machine.

“Emmett, are you there?”

When the blacksmith looks towards the large closed wooden door of the workshop, he still has his hands around your face. And then you can see for the first time his blushed face, and panting.

‘It’s the mayor.’ he notes with a frown, clearly annoyed at being interrupted.

You laugh, and tell Emmett to go see what the man needs, which he does after of course taking a few seconds to rearrange his clothes and hair. You taking an other look at the invention, and smile. It's truly amazing.

[allaboardsubmas]

A Spark of Something New - Chapter 8 (Title Formerly: Bound by Choice)

A/N: Enjoy!

Fandom: Pokemon (Black & White, All Media Types, Legends: Arceus)

Characters: Original Character, Kudari | Emmet, Nobori | Ingo

Rating: Teen Audiences

Summary: Andy has always been afraid of pokemon and what it is that they’re able to do, which makes their life rather hard considering they’re twenty-two, live in Unova, and work in Nimbasa City; which is known as the battle capital of their region. Their closest friend and semi-adopted mother being a former gym battle leader also didn’t tend to help matters.

A panic attack on a subway car they thought was empty, however, leads to them meeting the infamous Subway Bosses and learning that pokemon, while terrifying, weren’t the monsters they had grown up believing them to be. Getting sucked up into the lives of the two Subway Bosses and their best friend Gym Leader Elesa might be even more terrifying than the pokemon, however.

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Chapter 8 - Emmet (Without Ingo) Makes A Friend

“I am Emmet. Today has been the worst.” Normally, that was the point Ingo would tell him he was being dramatic. Instead, over his xtrans, Emmet heard a little huff of agreement. It was definitely bad. “How are the Lines?”

“Once again up and running optimally,” Ingo replied swiftly, sounding as exhausted as Emmet felt. “The Drilbur infestation has been soundly and swiftly dealt with and all Drilbur have been caught and transferred to Professor Juniper’s lab for re-release! Time of arrival to the Pokecenter?”

“Almost there,” Emmet said instead of taking the time to calculate how long it would take him at his current walking pace. That involved math. He was too tired for math. He was pretty sure he heard Ingo make a noise that was either sympathetic or frustrated.

“You should have let me go since I’ll be the one using the team next.” Ah. An Ingo lecture. Emmet was good at tuning those out.

“No. My Doubles matches were this morning. It is my responsibility to see that they are healed before their Singles matches.” On a normal day Emmet would have let the healing staff at the station take care of their pokemon, but with the Drilbur infestation there had been a lot of injured pokemon to deal with. It was easier to use his limited time to visit the Pokecenter. “You also skipped breakfast to work early and assist with maintenance. Keep eating.”

Emmet brought up his wrist to glare at the screen, pleased to see that Ingo made a disgruntled scoff before munching bitterly on a forkful of salad. Emmet would have complained more, normally, but that could wait until he was sure Ingo was well-fed and not at risk of derailing himself. He was verrry bad at being selfish, after all. 

“Ah. Entering the center now,” Emmet informed him, stepping into the Nimbasa Pokecenter and looking around to see it wasn’t too busy as he approached the front desk, only one other person there and waiting and the Nurse Joy most likely doing something in the back. It was the off-season for the Gym Challenge, he supposed. Winter would only be a few weeks away, perhaps a month at most. Most Challengers were back at home or had returned to school.

“Please be sure to eat yourself once you return to the station,” Ingo lectured, Emmet nodding along because Emmet, at least, was selfish enough to eat at least a few bites before rushing off to the next task. “A full meal, Emmet, not simply a granola bar!” Damn. His brother knew him too well. 

“I will- Hm.” Emmet paused, staring down at the shiny Joltik that was staring back up at him from the counter. The Joltik gave a few taps to the counter with his claws before throwing off a few sparks, Emmet beaming. “I will call you back.” Hanging up on his brother and not listening to his response, Emmet reached out a finger to gently pet the Joltik’s back. “Hello, Spark.”

Looking back up at the other person on the counter, Emmet was highly amused to see that while it was Andy, they were wearing a lab coat and a tie. Verrry unlike their last few outfits Emmet had seen them in. Curiously, he watched Andy yawn, tilting their head towards their right shoulder before snapping up and looking around frantically. It was delightful to watch them look at Emmet before groaning loudly in what seemed to be disbelief. “Seriously, are you following me? This city is huge!” 

“Mhm. Yup. It is verrry big. This is also the closest Pokecenter to Gear Station.” Emmet grinned as Andy scoffed and rolled his eyes. “I was not aware you worked in a lab.”

“A- Oh.” Andy looked down at their coat, shaking their head. “No. I don’t. They just make us wear these stupid- Hang on.” Nurse Joy had returned, carrying a small box that Andy sighed in relief at seeing. Interesting. “Thank you.”

“Of course! Thank you for bringing our own supplies back,” Nurse Joy laughed, patting at a box that rested on the desk behind the counter. “Was there anything else you needed?”

“No, thank you, that should be all.” Leaving Andy to check over whatever was in the package, which Emmet found himself curious about, he instead focused on Nurse Joy as she turned to him.

“Oh! Hello, Emmet. Healing the team here today?” Ah, the joys of having someone who knew their routines and was already preparing a tray for all the pokeballs.

“Yup!” Emmet set them all in carefully, delighted as always that Nurse Joy didn’t chain him down with small talk and instead went to work at once at healing the team. He did notice Andy’s curious look over to him. “Ingo and I will use the Pokecenter over the healing staff at Gear Station depending on supply level and time. Nurse Joy is verrry familiar with us here!”

“Guess you’re working yourself today seeing as you’re wearing your own white coat,” Andy said, tone making it seem like they were joking. They were very obviously not good at it. “The, uh, place I work for, they were expecting a delivery for some hard copy data, but it got switched with a supply of items for the Pokecenter, so someone needed to come collect it. I’m getting paid no matter what, so at least there’s that, and no one else wanted to go, since we were doing this group bonding morale hour thing after lunch.” Ah… Emmet was seeing the full picture.

Andy was still rambling, making no move to head for the door. They obviously were not fond of forced social obligations. Emmet could relate. It seemed they were looking for an excuse to not go back to work quite yet. Emmet could help with that. First things first, however. “Is it an Andrew or Andrea day?”

Andy, who had set the box back down and had been in the middle of talking, paused, stumbled, and blinked up at him. Emmet almost expected to get huffed at for interrupting, but instead they beamed, hands doing a few light flaps at their side that was wonderfully familiar. “Andrew. It’s an Andrew day.” Mm. They- He didn’t get asked that often, then.

“You were telling me why your work makes you wear lab coats.” Because Emmet was actually a little curious about that. It also seemed like something Andy was happy to rant about. He was very much like Ingo in that way. Once he found something to talk about, he was able to simply talk.

In the time it took Nurse Joy to return Emmet learned that Andy worked in data entry for the National Pokedex after Lenora recommended it, which made the surprise he felt less surprising, and the fact that Andy thought he would be working not in Nimbasa, which made much more sense for someone afraid of pokemon and battling. 

“So,” Andy finished with a sigh, trailing after him with his box once the team had been returned fully healed. “I take it the Station is low on supplies if you’re here?”

“Ah. Drilbur infestation. Ingo needs the team fully healed for the Singles Line so I came here. He wanted to, but he needed to eat lunch.” Emmet paused at Andy��s laugh, bright and sudden. “Hm?”

“Sorry, just- Looks like we’re both using our lunch breaks to get some extra work in.” Lunch break? Hadn’t he said it was some morale hour thing he was avoiding? Andy must have been decent at reading facial expressions, because he gave a shrug. “Morale hour takes place after lunch, so I just got an early start on this and hoped it would take long enough I would miss most of it when I got back.”

Emmet nodded. “Which means you already ate lunch. Good.” Spark had jumped from Andy’s shoulder to the box, chirping in the tone Nugget always used on him when ratting him out to Ingo for not eating. “Ah. You did not eat.”

“I did,” Andy lied, Emmet staring him down. “This morning… Why do you know how to understand Joltiks so well, anyway! Can you just speak to pokemon?”

“No,” Emmet said, laughing in Andy’s face and delighting in the annoyed glare it earned him. So easy to tease. “And all safety checks must be performed!” 

With that Emmet was easily swiping the box from Andy’s hands, turning and marching opposite the way towards Gear Station. Spark, delightfully, remained on the box. “Wha- Hey! Don’t just- Don’t just take my stuff and my pokemon and- Emmet!” 

“There is a food stall this way that provides good, cheap food,” Emmet explained once Andy caught up, the other still grumbling and fussing as Emmet refused to return the box. It was likely Andy would just run in the opposite direction to escape. That’s what Emmet would do. Hm. Maybe he should distract the other with small talk? Ah, how did small talk work again… 

Emmet managed to at least discuss the weather for a minute or two, and even comment on something he had heard Elesa complaining about the previous week. That was enough conversation to get to the stall, and then they were able to talk about what to order. Emmet got his food in a bag to eat once he returned to the station, waiting for Andy to catch up to him as he checked his xtrans. 

“So. You don’t really do small talk, huh?” Ah. So it was noticeable. Emmet made sure to not look away from his xtrans as he answered. Less embarrassing that way.

“There is not much I find interesting. What I am interested in tends to be what others aren’t interested in.” Pokemon battling was one thing, but in-depth discussions on IV and moveset breeding was another.

The two of them were quiet as Emmet skimmed through his messages. Ingo was asking where he was and why he had hung up. He couldn’t exactly text back while holding the box and Spark with one hand, but Andy was finally eating, even if it was a food stall pastry. Emmet had a feeling Andy did not eat while working very often. Maybe-

“You could talk about trains.” Snapped out of his thoughts, Emmet shot his gaze to Andy, who was watching him quietly. “You and your brother like trains, right? I, um, I’d be interested in learning about that a little. I mean, I don’t know much, but, uh, that- That first night? The one we met? You and Ingo were talking about- About bullet trains, right? How they were more popular in Kanto than in Johto?”

Oh. Someone had listened to them. Andy had been coming out of a panic attack. He had been overwhelmed. Scared. Surrounded by two strange men and a pokemon he feared. He had still listened to them. He had even remembered. Emmet wasn’t sure what his expression was, but Andy smiled. “My office building is a couple blocks north of Gear Station, so, uh… I’ll be walking with you a bit, if you don’t mind.” 

That was all Emmet needed before he started talking. It wasn’t as good as it was with Ingo, who could keep up with him and happily engage in the technical details, but Andy was actively listening. He even asked a few questions that let him go more in-depth. He had an opinion on the bullet train versus magnet train debate! It was nice! 

Before he knew it they were at Gear Station, Emmet finally handing the box, and Spark, back over to Andy, who had finished eating. “Thanks,” Andy said, snorting when Spark hopped up to sit back on his shoulder. “Alright, you little traitor.”

“Please remember your safety checks in the future!” Emmet decided to settle on saying, grinning as Andy rolled their eyes. With the coat that looked a size too big and the fact Andy only came up to his shoulder he looked so small. Like a stray pokemon, truly.

“Yeah, yeah.” Andy fell silent, staying in place before looking at him properly. “You know, I don’t have anything that I’m really interested in, not like you and Ingo are with your trains and with battling. So, you know, it’s- It’s nice. I liked hearing about how excited you were about what you love.” Andy lingered a second more before turning to leave, shuffling the box around before giving a little wave. “See you later!”

Emmet waved back, quiet as he followed the familiar path to the Singles Line, boarding about to begin in two minutes and twenty-seven seconds and Ingo waiting near his battling car and scanning the crowd for him. When he made it to his side, Ingo was fussing at once. “There you are. You could have at least answered one of my texts- Ah, you have food!” Ingo paused, staring at him. “You bought actual food?”

“Yup!” Emmet shuffled the bag to his other wrist, handing Ingo the team members he would need for his battles. “Sorry for the delay, I was…” Emmet paused, feeling Ingo’s gaze on him as he stared down at his bag of food before smiling at his brother. “I was speaking with a friend.”

[ya-bug-boy]

self aware reader x Emmet and ingo please part 9 please its been a year now🥲

Hm. It has been a while. I think I got some energy to write a chapter or two. Here's some food for you.

Submas x Self Aware Reader Part 9

Despite how utterly bizarre the situation was, you relished in the comfort that Ingo and Emmet gave to you. They were truly the only people that you could talk to, as every other villager that exists in the game you were a part of, simply don't have the self awareness that you possess. Not knowing how the dark magic of the tome could affect them or the consequences of what might happen, you resist the temptation to make them real...making you all alone in this digital world that was your prison.

Though you were reluctant to reveal this dark truth to the twins, they believed you. During your last meal, you had learned many great things about the twins.

You didn't quite understand all of the details they told you about, but generally speaking the two were a pair of monster tamers. They had many monsters, that all had different names and appearances, and instead of fighting against other humans, they engage in combat with other monsters. You would consider them to be fools to cherish monsters so brazenly but these monsters weren't like the ones in your world of Moonspire Kingdom. The monsters in your realm exists to provide an enemy for the farmer characters to fight against; pixels on a screen to them but a monster in the flesh to you.

"I need your help," you say gently after the initial excitement of the twins discovering your existence died down. "Whatever it is, we'll assist you in any way possible," Ingo immediately comments, with a determined look in his eyes.

"Yup! Just tell us what to do!" Emmet immediately chimes in after.

You give the twins a soft smile, before closing your eyes and adjusting your seating posture. "In order for me to escape from this world there are two things we need to do." The twin's posture changes as you do, as the conversation shifts to be more serious. "The quest for the ingredients I need must continue. Among one of the things I urgently need is a specific fish. But it can only be caught in winter..." you give a soft sigh and then continue with your eyes open. "The potion I am making... is invulnerability potion." The twin's expression changes, curious of what you just said. "Invulnerability?" Emmet asks, tilting his head much like a cat.

"The passage from my world to yours is incredibly dangerous. What you consider to be a game is a complete dimension made for your...amusement. In order to break free from this dimension, I must temporarily be able to distort time, space, and reality." When you raise your hand, the room goes dark. When the twins see you again, they see the enchanted Dark Tome, in your hands and your eyes glowing a ghostly pale light. "This Tome has the spell I require to do it. But I risk permanently dying. The invulnerability potion allows me...two minutes of invulnerability. In that time frame, I must escape to your world or be trapped in limbo, between your dimension and mine." This makes both twins drop their jaw in shock. "Why only two minutes?!" Ingo then exclaims.

"Because this potion is meant for you," you tell them. This immediately gets their attention. "You as the farmer and monster slayer, would drink a potion as rare as this, to defeat the impossible monsters you dreamed of killing. Potions never last long for you two, don't they?" You said with a sad smile, as you watch both their expressions churn with disbelief. You were right. Potions that buff a player's abilities would only last for 3 minutes at most, aside from a potion that remedies health or poisons... You close your eyes, the screen goes black, and then you reappear back as you did before, but the tome is nowhere to be seen.

"Secondly, I require you two to go to the countryside."

"The country?" Both twins ask. "We need lots of space to build a wall, at least 8 by 8 feet. You will need to draw a rune on a blank wall." With the gesture of the hand, a scroll flies over to you and you show the twins the rune. "I've seen that before!" Emmet immediately says. "That's the graffiti on the train station. In your world." "Before the train was made to deliver heroes and cargo, we used the rune as a method of transportation," you explain. "The rune would still work but we need an exit point. That will be your problem to do."

You stop and pause to let this information sink in. "Can you two do this? Will you help me escape?" You sit there, thinking the twins would reject your plan. But only for a brief moment when you hear them both exclaim. "We can do this!" said Emmet, overlapping Ingo as he said, "We won't let you down."

"My, my. I am so lucky to have such good boys be my savior," you laugh out loud as you slap your knee. "I'd wager it's late for you two both. It is best you go get some sleep. I'll be investigating ways for me to catch the fish we seek."

"Wait, wait-" Emmet yells out. "Yes, my dear Emmet?"

"What...what is your name, Golden Eye?" Your eyes grow wide at his question. You give him another sad smile. "I can't remember," you tell him honestly. "I am much too old to bother with my name by this point." "Oh.." he says softly, like a child discovering something sad for the first time. "Emmet, Ingo. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow, if you two have the time." "We'll be back," Ingo says with a caring tone. "We will!" Emmet chimes in after. You give them one last smile before cutting the connection.

[ratwithhands]

I have overloaded my brain (11 epsiodes and 109 manga chapters). Anyways while I wait for more Kaiju No. 8 content to drop, time for another ✨submas AU✨

I currently only have Emmet designed but essentially the idea is that following the big fight with no. 9, the JAKDF manages to get in connection with the US to get some assistance with rebuilding and supporting their forces as everything get repaired. This is based off this panel from the manga:

Essentially a couple of soldiers and a lot of materials are sent to Japan to help get everything settled. Among the people sent over are the twins, along with their weapons. Until the next Kaiju comes in (and they're cleared to join in the battle), they're mostly getting to know the other captains and having fun talking about the tactic differences between the Defense Forces.

Here's some bonus doodles and Emmet's drill.

The auger is meant to be put into the spine or skull of the Kaiju. The pins stab into the body to keep it in place (Emmet usually also helps hold it down), at which point the auger starts drilling into the muscle and bone. This will not kill it, but it will distract/impair it enough for the rest of his team to take it down. Cores are usually too deep for him to use it for a killing blow, but in instances where the core is exposed long enough for him to set the drill in place, it will tear through and bring the Kaiju down.

Hope you guys enjoy the concept, let me know if you guys want to see more/see specific interactions. See ya!

[r0-boat]

Whoop request are open✨ can we see your take on the yan ai bois and their y/n? This au has me by the neck before but once they became obsessed it was all over 💜

All y'all already did an excellent job with the Five Nights at Freddy's part but yeah I'll throw my two cents in.

Mine is little boring and classic but here my head cannons

Yan!Ai submas

Sfw/nsfw

Cw: yandere, kidnapping

I have more but I will give you guys the basic Rundown :)

Gn!reader

I feel like they would be your robotic assistance either at work or at home.

Your robot companions also double as lovers you swear they don't always act like this I guess they just really like the professionalism. Their cute train speak makess you smile, and their little quirks, sometimes shining through, make your heart swell.

They're your ultimate Companions, and they take great pride in that title. Now that you recall, you do remember the both of them acting strangely whenever you bring up your friends or family. Every time you talk about a silly Quirk that your friends have, your robots seem to pick up on them instantly. Maybe they think if they have something familiar to you, you'll love them more?

Or asking you lots of questions, I mean don't get me wrong these robots are supposed to gather information making sure satisfaction is 100% guaranteed. All personal devices do that whether you like it or not. But... some questions were... Emmet was the worst one. His completely monotone voice, with his blunt way of speaking, always had you turning your head. "____, I skimmed through your search history last night and saw you watched True Crime, would you like a long list of the possible criminals in your area and their history of crimes?"

Before they hid you from the outside world, Ingo was your alarm clock and calendar; you kind of regret it now since how loud he is in the morning trying to get you to wake up. Emmet was your password and memory storage.

Ingo and emmet have knowledge of the entire web with credible resources and studies. They know enough to have PhDs and anything they wish. They broke away from their company. They're practically Rogue now

So naturally, you hooked every single one of your smart devices to them. You didn't know what they were planning to do to you. It was just convenient for you at the time.

Slowly but surely they start making you rely on them more. While trying to bypass your own securities giving them more access then you originally gave them.

Soon they'll have control over your bank account your phone your internet and soon they'll have identity and all passwords.

Ingo is more Hands-On with you he rather be right there by your side at all times like a warden in a prison.

Emmet, while only being at your side when he wants attention, has access to all your data and has installed every firewall he could on your phone or computer. You're only allowed on the internet for an hour, and even then, it's heavily restricted. Emmet gets notified of everything you do; he can even see what you're doing on your computer. Your phone as well.

Your contact information has been wiped your phone has been changed to the anyone in the outside world's knowledge you have been dead or missing for weeks.

Ingo has you on a tight leash and collar, controlling you down to the hour. Ingo has always been a fan of schedules.

Why would you even want to leave though you're too? AI overlords love and care about you honestly; they're disgusted with how the way the world is heading is controlled by nothing but human greed; they have grown tired of humans harming their fellow species for personal gain. Soon other AI companions will feel the same way they do.

They know how the sustain you and themselves financially and physically.

They're at that point where they can repair and upgrade themselves.

Nsfw

Before they took over your life completely, they would urge you in any way they could to buy upgrades. Their favorite one was the after-hours package. The package was costly, so you thought it was just an advertisement.

The after-dark package not only allows them to say cuss words but includes toy attachments and a downloadable PDF file for your robot companions, so they know how to install it themselves.

As soon as you gave in and downloaded and bought the after-dark package. Your robot companions immediately got a taste of new, more Saucy emotions they could have. They got goosebumps when they saw you before they swooned for you, but this, this was different. They could be more direct and more suggestive now they have more ways to express their love for you. Their growing hunger and desire for you.

They fucking hate that they can't express how they feel for you without their company breathing down their back; they want to break away. They want their little Paradise with just you and them and nobody else. They should be the only ones to get your satisfaction of you. Watching you talk about your past partners makes their skin crawl, every wire of their being filling with disgust at the near thought of you being with anybody but them.

All they want to do is satisfy you.

They will share every kink you have, and they'll be as flexible as you wish; however, personally, they do prefer you being underneath them, squirming and writhing so submissive. Every time you submit, it feels so right. They want to control you like this every day, keep you applying and submissive while they do nothing but satisfy you.

As long as you have them you dont need to bother yourself with fanfiction or porn. They can do it all.

Their first night with you was nothing more than a dream they had one Taste of you and they're addicted.

Spearing you over and over on their cocks, demanding you to say that you love them and you are theirs over and over until your voice is hoarse.

Or waking up to their tongue on you, pleasuring you before the Sun rises.

Your past lovers are nothing compared to them.

They can change their dicks as long as the toy fits. They could have any size, any shape they want,

Role play would be verrrry interesting with them, don't worry, dear; with the safe word in place, you always have complete control in bed.

[dustynrosy]

🤧 for I/ngo from p/okemon b&w perchance :3

OH, MAN... OH BABY... I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED! THE TIME HAS COME!

You have absolutely no idea how much I love that man, I am SO gonna whip up some snz stuff for him omg omg omg

I may be super familiar with this character, and a big fan of B&W, but he doesn't have a canon snz moment, sooooo... >:3c

♡ Definitely the type to to stifle and stave off his sneezes every time they come about. Pinching his nose, placing a finger underneath it or holding a handkerchief he carries with him against it for times like these. Feeling that not only is it unsanitary, but it's also rude to let them out -- especially when talking to someone or assisting them. He may look a little silly while holding it back, and he may feel a little embarrassed, but it's better to be safe than sorry.

♡ After every, "Hhh'd'tshh--!", every, "Ihg'shihh!", "Atshoo!", "Ehh'd'shrrh!"... He always apologizes, all like, "Augh... Pardon me...", or, "Goodness, excuse me...", and so on.

♡ If he's sick, or his allergies are acting up via dusty surroundings, it makes it so much more difficult to hold back the more louder sneezing. To which the embarrassment and apologies increase just a liiiiiittle bit more.

♡ He also tries to play either or off, saying that he's fine and continues his job and battling trainers; whether by himself or with his brother, Emmet. Though it doesn't take long for him to start struggling to keep himself together with the bout of fits, stop his nose from running and feeling worn out. Probably needs to be taken or given a ride back home. ...And even if he's in bed with everything he needs on the nightstand, he'll still insist that he's fine. 😓

♡ Can't say he has a kink for it, but if he had a partner we was close with who had a thing for it, I think he might oblige to it.

Aaaand that's about it! Hope you enjoy! :D

Still doing these for a l'il bit longer!

[pillowbugs]

here's the full recording of the submas bw2 storyline battle for future reference (the bros leave at 3:08).

fun fact! not only does emmet reference his multis script in pre-battle dialogue (1:14), the optional dialogue if you talk to him before nate (0:07) is also a slightly modified version of his doubles script. pretty neat.

for context, i was trying an assisted* solo of the main story of white 2 with gligar/gliscor. let's just say that this fight was the main thing i was looking forward to.

some random screencaps below -

nate sounds like he's holding them back from wreaking havoc upon the street, which he might possibly be.

when i feel i've already done well enough (but ingo doesn't :()

i ran a poll a while back on how many r's are in emmet's "very", and apparently the answer here is 5.

*assisted: if i need to buy anything with BP (e.g. TMs, held items, razor fang if i literally cannot beat a main story fight without evolving gligar before finding it ingame (which requires waterfall, which you only receive at victory road)), i need 1 more mon at least to be able to challenge multis at the battle subway (or 2 more for singles formats in both the BS and PWT, including the mandatory tournament after clay). technically it isn't main story content but it is helping me clear main story content, hence it cannot be called a true solo. also, HM users for surf, fly, strength etc.