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#Ingo Fic
pokenimagines · 1 year
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SFW | Ingo | Fic
A bit of hurt/comfort with our boy, romantic or platonic? Like if Reader/Protag starts asking Ingo about what he remembers about his old life, which leads to Reader eventually confessing that they still haven't had any of their previous memories show up and they're unsure if they ever will?
This one is kinda short and stuff; it was still fun to write. Hope you enjoy. There's not really much hurt/comfort, mainly just a convo between the Reader and Ingo.
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SFW Ingo: Memories of Old
"So...what memories do you have?" You asked randomly one day. You were chilling by the Dojo with Ingo, enjoying the warm weather. You two had been relatively quiet as you wrote down some things in your pokedex that you had to turn in at a later date. That question had been bumping around in your head for a few weeks now, but you hadn't had the courage to ask.
Ingo paused at hearing you, thinking for a moment before sighing, "I recall another man like me. I always thought I was looking in a mirror in these memories, but there were differences. He wore white. I also recall a chandelier like pokemon that was always by my side." Ingo said, trying to think hard about it.
"Is that all?" You asked, playing with the edge of a page. You didn't even want to look at Ingo right now.
"I also remember there being a train...like a high speeding pokemon almost? It could carry a lot of people. And battling alongside someone...I think it might've been the man who looked like me." Ingo admitted.
"So you had a twin probably, huh?" You asked and Ingo shrugged. He adjusted his hat to block the sun, and maybe a bit of his face.
"Perhaps; it does sound right." Ingo finally said, "My other half..." He hummed under his breath.
"If you had the opportunity to go back, do you think you could take it?" You asked, finally looking at him properly.
"I'm unsure, I have a lot of duties here in Hisui...but I can't say that I don't yearn to get back to whatever I had going on before. Even if I don't remember it, I still miss it." Ingo admitted. Your heart hurt for him, but quickly he turned the tables.
"What do you recall? I heard you also lost a lot of memories when you came here." Ingo said and now you almost felt cornered.
"I don't really remember anything still...I don't think my memories will ever come back." You admitted, after a pregnant pause. Ingo was silent for a moment as he looked down at you. He sighed before getting on the ground to sit besides you.
"Then I guess we're just going to have to make more memories for you." Ingo said, one arm going around your shoulder to pull you closer. You chuckled, leaning into him a bit before the thought struck.
"If you had the opportunity to leave...do you think Arceus would let me come with you?" You asked; the thought of Ingo going back to where he came while you were stuck in Hisui was...unpleasent.
"You're the one who knows Arceus...you should ask." Ingo teased with a small smirk on his face.
"I'll get right on that..."
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jossambird · 2 years
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I might just fuck around and write a short Ingo x F!Reader fic inspired by feeling I got while listening to JOJI’s Glimpse of Us song 👀
Not sure yet 🥴
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noelledeltarune · 7 months
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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nartothelar · 3 months
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Hi hi! 👋 Would we ever be able to see that comic of Ingo offering his hand out to Zoroark to join him back to his home? 🥺
Hi!! I was actually inspired by this ask and instead of a comic just wrote a whole fic instead skskks the idea had been in my head for a while and this was the push to finally get me to write it all down! I hope you enjoy 💖
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skitkattl · 3 months
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hey guys sorry i forgot about this site. guess who developed a PLA fixation while i was gone
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waywardstation · 1 year
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Seeing Lady Sneasler expressing affection, and their caretaker making various sounds they recognized as happiness, the other sneaslets stopped squabbling. Instead, they collectively started trying to lick Ingo’s face as well, eager to copy their mother. Even Powder joined in, peaking over the side of his coat collar to enthusiastically lick his cheek.
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An illustration for the sixth chapter of my fic, Heart Full, Bowl Empty
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cappydoodle · 10 months
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that one poké twitter (pokétter? or would it be smth like chatotter?? idk) post from ch 10 of my fic :3c
unblurred pic below the cut!!
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critterbitter · 4 months
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Do you have an ao3/plan on uploading your work there?
(Does a lil jig) I have no work on ao3 but I have been drabbling together some stuff! It’s a long term project though haha, and I’m not likely to post because I’m still job hunting. (Shakes my little hat) but i can be convinced! Some stray dollars for lunch mmmight motivate me. Ehe.
For people curious what I WANT to write, if i have time:
Hisui Horizon Event — (alternate version of Canon but flavored with my war crimes.)
Ingo is sent to Hisui with no name and no memories. He copes.
Without her anchor, Chandelure fades. (Elesa and Emmet, mourning the loss of their third, will not let her slip gently into the grave.)
Salvaging the Ship of Theseus — (definitely canon divergence because, well.)
Emmet and Eelektross fall into Hisui seventeen months after Ingo’s disappearance and a month before PLA.
May I introduce: Shitty merchant Emmet, who’s definitely not fluent in Hisui flavored Kantonese. One concerned Eelektross, who’s about to change the landscape of pokemon-human relations forever. Warden Ingo, who is attempting to retire wardenship to go looking at the rift bubbles. Lady Sneasler, who’s using Ingo as a babysitter for her three rascally sneaslets.
And a very angry Elesa, armed with an extra pissed Chandelure, as they hunt down Sinnohian legends to get their favorite muppets back.
(HERE’S A DRABBLE. I have a lot of thoughts for Salvaging the Ship of Theseus. So many thoughts. Help. HELP.)
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(Sigh. I have so many outline ideas. But writing is hard so yall. Art or fics, I’m not powerful enough to do both.)
But also interest check? Intwest chweck? WAH (gets swatted at with a broom))
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blaiddraws · 9 months
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some fanart for THIS FIC aka. ingo gets his spleen stolen. and more!
bonus blood-free version of third drawing
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choochooboss · 10 months
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Ingo Bracket 8 match may not be going in Breakmas's favor; it seems the bosses haven't realised this little guy is their real opponent and are now busy taking care of him! They're still searching for this sneasel's Poké Ball to keep him extra safe!
This adorable looking little warden is from Team Conductors: PMD AU by @teamconductors! I would imagine warden Ingo being rather confused at the situation, being carried around by his younger self, on the other side of law..?!
Link to the original meme in the comments!
@ultimate-submas-tournament
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creatrixanimi · 1 year
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One of my art goals in this fandom is to show more appreciation for my fave fics and I’ve been slowly rereading @archersxartxblog “warden’s twins” so I thought I’d try to draw some stuff for it! For context it’s a fic where 10yo ingo and emmet get sent to hisui during their pokemon journey & everyone just assumes they’re ingo’s kids lmao. It’s really good and interesting I highly recommend it! Also I can’t help but think about how drayden must be in hell in this au like Jesus Christ I can’t imagine he’s doing too well considering everything asdgdfgh
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pokenimagines · 2 years
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Warden Ingo (says to reader) - “Strip for me. Slowly. I want to savor every inch of you.”
Discord (16+) - Request Information - Event Post 
Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one! This piece is for an event that’s linked above with the other information!
Ingo- “Strip for me. Slowly.”:
"Strip got me, slowly. I want to savor every inch of you." Ingo said, his voice ghosting over your skin. Your hands shook as the older warden looked you up and down. Your fingers slowly going to the belt of your top, undoing it and watching as the kimono top fell open.
"You're making me nervous, Ingo." You said with a sheepish smile and Ingo's mouth went to capture your lips. You groaned into the kiss as his hands went into your kimono top and started to push it off your shoulders.
"Not my intention, I just want to remember this moment. Too many memories have faded from my mind, I don't want that to happen now. Not with this." His mouth began kissing your jawline.
"If you ever forget, I'd be more than happy to remind you time and time again."
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hoofpeet · 1 year
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‘I love the kind of woman that will actually just kill me’ energy
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fraycreations · 9 months
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Once Reshiram ceased its fiery breath, it moved away to give Ingo space, lying down absurdly like a large cat. No one breathed nor moved. No one except for Ingo, who moved with a speed he did not know he was capable of to catch his brother when he crumpled, no longer supported by ice. Emmet was limp, muscles finally free of the deadlock the deep freeze had put them in, and he was cold. So unbelievably, unsurprisingly cold. As Ingo gripped his hand, the skin felt thin, paperlike, reacting to his touch in ways that skin shouldn’t. It was… So wrong. There was a fear, as bone-deep as the cold, gripping Ingo as he reached for Emmet’s wrist. The sharpness of the chill superseded any pulse that he may have found there, and he choked on a sob. What good would anything do, now, at this point? Even so, despite the cold, despite the Dragon with its fire at his back, watching him silently, Ingo removed the coat that he had so reverently clung to all this time and bundled it around his brother. A warming blanket or a funeral shroud, he did not know. But he could not do nothing. And so Ingo held Emmet close, a hand on the side of his face, fingers buried in hair that was still crackly and brittle with frost. Leaning forward, he pressed his forehead to Emmet’s, whole body trembling with the strength of his despair. There was only the two of them in the world, at that moment. One was clinging to the other, speaking in pleas and praying for absolution. The other said nothing at all. – @ingo-ingoing-ingone
and, what of Emmet?
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nartothelar · 10 months
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this is a scene from one of my favorite submas fics, Give Not In To Sorrow! I highly recommend you give it a read; this scene in particular comes from chapter 8
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acatpiestuff · 1 year
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DOODLED A SCENE FROM @apatheticrobots FIC "time has changed the metaphor" because WHOOPS I've added pokemon and submas to the list of hyperfixations
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