#young emmet

[littler0b1n]

Some kidmas to counteract the gut wrenching angst I posted a few days ago :]

[jellybe-gets-creative]

I am totally hooked again on the funny train twins since I saw a cosplay pair at the convention last weekend! And then I saw @critterbitter s submas blog and I fell all over in love again, with these two. qwq

[miramarcian]

My part in a holiday collab💜💛

Theme: Snow🩵❄️🩵

[defaultbyproxy]

DAY TWENTY-SEVEN Emmet appreciation month (June 2024)

[comfort]

[twistedhypersonicnavigator]

Day 24: Books

Young Emmet on saturdays would turn over in bed expecting to see his brother, only to remember that it was the weekend and Ingo was in fact at the library learning as much as he possibly could about either trains of pokemon.

Emmet was more of a hands on learner and he would learn from his brother after he came home with a few choice books. Or they'd go to a museum in town.

today however it was raining, and that meant Ingo would be late coming home. He didn't like being away from his brother to much so he grabbed a lunch box stuffed it into his bag and pulled the umbrella out of the hitch before making his way down the street.

Emmet loved the pitter pat of the rain as it hit his umbrella. His jackboots patted the wet sidewalk as he walked along. He took a deep breath as he passed the bakery and took a sample of the spicy chicken a very trusted restaurant owner gave him, and a few other people around him. He didn't like it to much, it tasted like soggy chicken nugget.

He walked into the library 20 minutes later and looked around. Leaving his umbrella by the door he walked in and looked around. the library in Nimbasa City was huge and that meant three stories high. But Emmet knew just where Ingo would be.

He walked through the library and over to the section on trains, only to hear someone talking about pokemon. He paused and looked at the man with graying hair and glasses.

"I'm telling you I saw it, a pokemon that looks like a train!" This definitely caught Emmets attention. He felt a tap on his shoulder as he felt his brother join him by his side.

"He has been talking to the professors about it for about an hour now." Ingo told Emmet, Emmet looked at the weird drawing of the worm and train looking pokemon. Emmet picked up the book the professor put down and tapped his chin.

"So like...an insect type?" Emmet looked up at the professor. The professor shook his head.

"No no...it was metal." The professor smiled at Emmet pushing the book back toward Emmet. "But Insect types are fun too." Emmet picked up the book and looked at the cover. Emmet knew this pokemon. He loved insect types.

"Galvantula." He looked up at his brother with a smile.

[parasolladyansy]

DxP REWRITE - Subway Bosses

Hey look, it’s BW Ingo & Emmet! Young new Subway Bosses who quickly rose through the ranks of the Battle Subway. Drawing them together was so nice 🥲 I love the headcanon of how Ingo is more vocal while Emmet’s body language speaks for him. Also, uh-oh.

PS: that shot of Gear Station - it’s based on this very blurry promo art I found on Bulbapedia:

According to this, the weird dome-pillar-thingy we run around in the game was actually more of a steampunk contemporary art piece! Made me think of all those school trips to NY’s art museums.

🔼 Diamond x Pearl REWRITE 🔽

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[esprei]

Emmet month - Day 4: Memories

though Ingo may be gone, he'll never be forgotten

[ratwithhands]

Pulled your and your bestie's mom ✨

Of all things I was listening to Oops! by Yung Gravy and I was like "what if I drew this with Emmet". I'm too busy to do a rough animatic but this is him with both player moms.

[icys-junkyard]

Turns out catching a Pokémon doesn't automatically make it your best friend

Page 1 > Next

Part 1: Meeting Litwick

Part 2: Finding Tynamo

Part 3: Bonding

It has been DIFFICULT to draw lately, but!! Here's the next chunk of comic! Not too long before I get to the Point of this prequel stuff, and then It'll finally be time to dump au lore!

[animatronicdoozer]

Drew emmet otter with the achahol pens I got for easter

[egginfroggin]

I've seen a couple of takes on what would happen if Warden Ingo was dropped into Pasio in Pokemon Masters, but, like.

Zisu.

Ingo's introduction to this tall, buff, brick of a woman is her jovially calling his name and an unfamiliar title before slapping his back in a manner that is friendly and yet still sends him faceplanting hard enough that there is a permanent imprint of his face on the floor.

The floor is tile.

Emmet is torn between laughing and getting really defensive because that was entirely uncalled for, ma'am (but also apparently unintentional).

("Do I know you?" Ingo asks, a bit dazed as he leans on Emmet)

(Dots connect in her head)

("You do now," she replies, holding out a hand. She apologizes for slapping him; she's used to someone bracing for the impact)

Anyway, Zisu for Masters. I don't even play the game, I just like Zisu.

[salon-maiden-anabel]

i need to work on the multiple aus in one bigger picture thing again

[jellybe-gets-creative]

Another sketchy artwork for the funny train twins and with the design I saw on @critterbitter s blog!

Teenage emmet and ingo are so precious too me, please everyone who likes and draws submas art, draw them as kids or teenagers! :)

Emmet is verrrry excited about the next gym, so he’s flapping his hands.

[sleeps-au-bag]

emmet already knew what happened to ingo. it was obvious. veeerrrryyyyy obvious. but not to others, he supposes. it’s fine. emmet is nothing but a patient man. he can wait a while until the others finally come across a clue.

ever since he was a boy, emmet knew more things than everyone. puzzles? he already knew the answer before being given it. new learning material. seemingly everything was memorized perfectly in mere moments. mysteries? give him one he’ll enjoy ad it’ll be done in five minutes max. of course this meant he always knew what the outcome of a battle would be but he always put his all in it. after all, a battle is not fun unless both participants are serious about it. it wouldn’t be fair to either party otherwise.

gear station already had measures in place in case if either boss or both bosses went missing. the station was using plan ingo when emmet was taken in for questioning about ingo’s disappearance. nobody in nimbasa thought of him at fault for his brother’s disappearance but it was mostly a safety precaution. also to get the league off of the city’s metaphorical back. emmet kept the knowledge of what happened to himself, it would only cause problems for the station and he would hate for his employees and passengers to deal with everything the league would have in store for them. instead, he claimed he was doing his own investigation but was being slowed down with all the work he was doing to keep the subway running. that unfortunately didn’t satisfy the league.

emmet was getting quite tired of them. verrrryyy tired. he needed a break. but he also didn’t want to leave the station. just because he knew practically everything didn’t mean he saw his employees taking charge and making him use some of his years worth of vacation days. and also sending him to hoenn of all regions. at least it isn't kalos?

now, what will he do when he's on vacation? help people. obviously. emmet is a public worker at heart and he loves to help others. he manages to set up a detective agency and get a fitting wardrobe (courtesy of elesa) in two weeks. he quickly gains notoriety in the local town's population for how quickly he's able to solve cases and how he seemingly knows everything. of course he doesn't do this under his actual name. where would the fun in that be? he gives himself a pen name, like authors do.

edogawa ranpo.

that's what the people know him as.

the people know that ranpo worked solo for two months until the mysterious additions of "edgar allan poe" and "nancy springer" to the agency. little did emmet know (even with knowing almost everything) that introducing them would kickstart another journey to go on. this time with much more on the line.

[kakashicoke]

I saw that skipper trend on how my art style improved and well there you have it folks! it’s been almost 10 ish years and i feel myself disintegrating good bye  e e e

[twistedhypersonicnavigator]

Day 18: Dance

He was stood up, he knew it was a joke and it was incredibly annoying. Someone decided to ask the train junky to the dance. So he sat in one of the many chairs that accompanied the table. Ingo didn't even want to go because he didn't have a date. That was fine with Emmet, Ingo couldn't even dance. Emmet could though, he loved to dance.

But what was the use of dancing if no one was going to dance with you? This dance was pointless, and he felt like he was incredibly lost.

Well better make use of his time and spike the punch. He stood up and nearly slammed into someone. He jumped seeing his brother in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Emmet blurted looking around. Maybe Elesa decided to come? He'd at least get in a dance or two before she was pulled away by her girlfriend. their would be a few complainers, but it never really bothered Elesa before.

"Nah, I got bored and wondered how everything was going." Ingo sat down and looked around. "I'm surprised no one's spiked the punch yet."

Oof...Emmet suddenly was glad he didn't. Ingo tended to keep Emmet grounded and out of trouble. With Ingo there, Emmet wouldn't try anything that would land him in detention...maybe.

Emmet looked at his brother who opened a bottle of water, ever the planner. Brought his own water just in case. Emmets stiff shoulders relaxed as he watched his brother. Screwing the top back on securely.

"Wanna dance?" He asked his brother, fully intent on teasing him a little bit about his inability to dance.

"Sure." Emmet fumbled with his cup putting it down before realizing Ingo said yes.

"Wait...really?" Emmet asked. Ingo arched his brow and looked at his brother.

"Are you still under the notion that I can not dance?" He stood up straightening his shirt and held out his hand.

Okay Ingo had to be teasing him back, he never seen his brother dance a day in his life. Emmet took his hand and walked him to the dance floor.

"Why didn't Elesa come?" Emmet asked having let go off his brothers hand as he looked around for Elesa. Spotting her dancing with her girlfriend. "Ah there she is." She was rather short having not had a growth spurt yet. This was their last year before they went on their pokemon journeys.

Putting his hands on his brothers shoulders and his brother had their hand on his hips they began to dance. Although they were very distant and very stiff.

"Have you forgotten how?" Ingo asked his brother as he pulled him closer taking one of his hands and spun him in his spot to get him out of that stiff nature.

"Ingo." Emmet laughed as he nearly tripped over his feet. "Come on. I'm more of a fast dancer."

"If that is what you are into." Ingo snapped his fingers watching the guy on the turnstile put on a faster paced record.

Ingo twirled his brother and dipped him. Emmet was astounded.

"Who the hell taught you to dance?" Emmet asked.

"Elesa had some time to teach me. It was fun, and we agreed that..." He motioned to Elesa who had a camera in hand. "That if I did get to dance with you, she would get the picture." Elesa snapped the picture before Emmet could pull away.

"blackmail inbound." Emmet sighed as he went back to the table rather disappointed. Picking up his jacket he went for the doors.

Ingo watched his disappointed brother leave out of the double doors. He felt bad for this, it was just a picture...right? He looked at Elesa who fanned the picture before looking at it and laughing.

"Elesa?" Ingo looked almost hurt as she laughed almost evilly.

He plucked the picture from her and walked out the door. Elesa knew he would do that, really she did . She didn't expect Emmet to act so disappointed.

"Emmet..." He ran after his brother who was walking toward home. "Where are you going?"

"Home...my date ditched me, my brother and best friend are planning to burn me, and its about to start raining." He sighed before realizing Ingo had the picture in his hand.

"What are you going to use it for? To get me to do your chores?" Emmet growled and ran up under one of the playground equipment outside of the gym on the school property.

"No...I didn't want that. I just thought Elesa was going to take a picture of us. She scrap books...a lot....like uncomfortably a lot." Ingo sighed as he looked at his brother. was he crying?

"I just wanna go home." their was something else bothering him...wasn't there? Ingo watched his brother go into the rain toward him. His jacket over his head like it would help.

"Emmet...what else is wrong?" Ingo had to yell over the huge drops of rain.

"I'm scared..." Emmet finally announced. "this is it, before we leave home, away from everything we're used to. What do we do?" Emmet asked. Ingo suddenly realized that this wasn't about what just happened it was about whats going to happen.

"I see...well I know what we can do." He held out his hand to his brother who looked baffled but noticing the picture in a puddle a few feet away forgotten. He took his brothers hand. He spun his brother into his arms.

"together, we'll figure it out. Here or there, as long as we're together we'll figure it out." Ingo lightly began to sway from side to side in a soft dance to the rhythm that still played from the windows of the gym a few yards away.

"two car train." Emmet said as he let his brother lead him.

"And we'll always have each other. No matter what." Ingo said. "But next time I'm dancing with Elesa. you are horrible."

"I'm only as bad as the one leading." Emmet teased.

"psh." Ingo snorted.