#ingo gets soooo flustered

[ghostypetrainer]

Not the same anon, but hows about a twist on the one ask about Ingo going Black Fox at shitty human parents and winding up with a bunch of zorua kids to relocate?

Hyman parents that are like Akari's mom and accept and love their zorua children, coming up to Ingo kind of teary eyed because now they know there's a community for their kids. Maybe some are fearful that people will go after their children the same way people went after Pearl Clan's members, so they ask Ingo if there's a way to put their kids on the zoroark community's radar for support and protection. Or maybe some parents ask him for advice in how to be the best parents they can be for their zorua babies, what foods to avoid, what behaviors mean what so they can better meet their child's needs, etc.

Or even just to maybe get his autograph for their sweet little foxy child because he's their kid's hero. Thank you so much, sir, my son no longer feels so alone and says he wants to evolve to be as strong and cool as you some day. Imagine this mid-30's housewife just BUSTING her way through the path of solitude just so she can walk up to Ingo at the end and present him with a crayon drawing of her tiny zorua daughter did of him, with, "Mr. Ingo is my hero" scrawled on it in grey and black.

"She wants to know if you'll come to her birthday party next month."

anon this is so sweet, I could cry...

Just these earnest parents, some of whom might not have even realized they were raising Zorua children before all hell broke loose in Unova and the truth came out, but they embrace their children anyways. They probably have open conversations with their kids and tell them that they love them no matter what- even if they're Zorua. But also the news coming out of Unova fills them with so much fear!! What if someone targets their child? It's so scary thinking that they might be ripped away from them, and they might just be left with an empty shell.

But then things conclude as best as anyone could hope they could, and they know they owe it all to the efforts of Ingo and the Pearl Clan. And it's not just Ingo!! They all get letters from little Zorua kids and their supportive mothers!! Irida gets letters from a little girl in Kanto who loves Eevees and wants advice on befriending them since they can be spooked by them at first. Gaeric gets letters from an aspiring athlete in Hoenn, asking for advice about what to do when people say he's got an unfair advantage in sports bc he's actually a Pokemon. Akari gets letters from kids in Sinnoh, some of whom who probably fought her twin sister during Dawn's League run.

And Ingo gets so many drawings from little kids of both the Black Fox and Subway Boss Ingo. Their fridge is covered in them. I think it really helps him embrace his persona as something positive, and helps him better combine it with the person he used to be before everything went down. And of course he'll go to their birthday parties!!

#asks #zoroark possession au #but make it modern #just an absolutely determined housewife with her delcatty just brute forcing her way through the path of solitude lmao #she would have brought her daughter but it was past her bedtime #ingo gets soooo flustered #you know he's beet red under that mask lmao #submas

[leggerefiore]

(nsfw) if i may request: what kind of scenarios do ingo and emmet think of when they get off to the thought of the reader? can be either with them in a relationship already or just terrible horny pining. for me i think ingo would think of them in a house robe and nothing else cooking him dinner and he’d feel soooo guilty for it but he just can’t help himself. for emmet maybe after a long day he fantasizes about his Good, Definitely Platonic Friend grabbing him by the tie and pulling him into a gear station bathroom stall for an impassioned romp - 🍊

I do think Emmet would do that in a stall, but also my brain, despite writing the train sex fic, screams public restroom Nasty.

cw: 18+ content, jerking off

▲Ingo▼

● On the off chance he finds himself yearning about sex, his brain tends to wander to the oddest places. Ingo finds himself flustered as he runs off to the bathroom at work to achieve some relief, not wishing to make a call to you. His hands undo his belt and tug down his slacks and underwear. He stares at his cock while his mind tries to give him images that don't make him feel awful about doing this.

● Teeth dig into his lip as he thinks of your voice welcoming him home, the scent of a nice dish heavy in the air. He drops his bag and shuts the door before you approach in an apron that barely covers your exposed body. It hugs you just right, complimenting your form and curves. He flinches as your arms come around his neck to tug him down. Before he knows it, he's pinned against the wall as you nip and bite at his neck. His brain rushes with feeling and heat.

● Ingo shakes his head. No! That would make going home awkward. The scene shifts according to his wishes. You are laying on your bed with lacy lingerie decorating you. Candles flicker around. You beckon him closer, and he finds himself on top of you. His cock is surrounded by your familiar heat. You beg for him to come inside you. He groans as quietly as he can to himself in the station's office bathroom. Pumping his cock, he tries desperate to believe it's you handling him.

● Another thought takes him of you riding him in his office chair. You pull at his tie to choke him slightly, and whisper something close to a command in his ear. His cheeks burn as he tries to pretend the thought of you telling him what to do in the room where his authority was seemingly always final was not getting him off as much as it was. His cap sits on your head and his coat hangs off your shoulders. Ingo moans as he imagines you bouncing up and down, the slapping of skin coming from his hand.

● Finally, he comes into a wad of toilet paper. It's flushed, and his slacks are pulled back up. With his belt buckled, he walks out of the bathroom while trying to pretend he hadn't just jerked off. He doesn't fail to notice the appearance of Emmet at his desk, who cuts his eyes at him. Ingo sits back down and begins to review the documents he left abandoned during his bout. Emmet clears his throat, “Brother, be quieter.” The older twin desperately tried to ignore the mortification that paralysed his mind.

▽Emmet△

○ The Subway Boss hums as he enters the bathroom and locks the door. He had a problem. A problem that he couldn't call you to help him with since you were currently out of Unova. Emmet could handle this. He had for years before meeting you. His cock is quickly freed from its prison as he thinks about what a good scenario is. You as a Galvantula hybrid? Sounded nice, but not possible in reality (sadly).

○ Instead, he thinks of beating you in a battle on his super line. You're mortified to have lost to him and frustrated. Emmet eats up your expression as he manages to convince you that the winner's price was the loser has to give the other head. You sigh and follow behind him as he sits on the bright blue seats. Soon, his cock is between your lips as you look up at him. The warmth of your mouth is wonderful as you bob up and down his length. He stops himself before he comes, however.

○ Emmet shakes his head. Nice thought, nice scenario, but he's done it many times in real life. Instead, he thought of another situation. Somehow, you got caught in one of his Galvantula's webs naked. You are nearly immobilised by it, but you both think it's hot. Before he realises it, he's over your restrained form, humping in and out of you. Your moans and cries are music to his ears. He's losing his mind for a moment. In reality, he stops himself again. Soft pants leave him as he ponders why he didn't just let himself get off to that fantasy. It was such a nice one.

○ One more, he decided. One more and then he'll let himself come. Closing his eyes again, Emmet tries picturing another scenario. You're both sitting at the table while he controls a vibrator buried inside you. Your face contorted with pleasure as he messes with the settings. Every time he knows you're close to coming, he nearly just turns it off. You whine and beg for him to let you come. He hums and asks for the magic word. A murmur of master leaves your lips, and he turns the setting on high, loving your loud sounds and contorted face.

○ Emmet comes into a tissue with a soft cry. He whines to himself as he throws unto the toilet and flushes it away. His slacks are quickly fixed. Leaving the restroom, he finds himself more annoyed than anything. He missed you. His hand was nothing in comparison to you! Ingo watches as he marches to his desk and immediately scribbles out half the paperwork before they get off. The older twin bites his lip. Hopefully, you would return soon.

#ingo x reader #emmet x reader #ingo/reader #emmet/reader #nastystuff #smut

[catchandelier]

Alt Version of the Subway Masters, Emmet and Ingo:

Nora and Suzy!

They do all the stuff Emmet and Ingo do, are friends with Elnor (Elesa), and also have absolutely beat the shit out of Team Plasma that one time they tried to take over the subway system. Both women threw hands with a Pidove when they were kidlets because that fucker knew Roost, Recover, Detect, and Protect, and their starters were Baby. They are both genuinely quite kind and nice. They both maybe go a little feral sometimes about trains. They keep meaning to buy different boots, but the blue ones in the brand they like are actually cheaper than the red ones, soooo….

Major differences from their male versions:

It’s actually really difficult to tell them apart out of uniform and sometimes in uniform. Women get socialized and pressured differently from men, and both of them were taught at a young age to have ‘resting smiles’; a lesson reinforced by Station Agent training and again when they trained to be Conductors and Battle Facility Heads. Beyond that, they genuinely do sound and act almost exactly the same in most work related situations. The Gear Station Master uniforms are actually a richer shade of Station Agent green, but there were too many rumors about Zoroark running the Subway, so they got specialized Black and White uniforms instead.

They do not have a Durant they share between them; they have an Orthworm. Their Torkoal and Rolycoaly are absolute bullshit. They started as Fighting-type specialists before they became Subway Masters; Nora, in Black with the Premier Ball, had a Riolu starter. Suzy, in White, with the Cherish Ball, had a Jangmo-o starter.

Nora’s Lucario wore a Station Agent Vest just like her Trainer when she was a Station Agent working her way up the ranks; and also went to Train School to become a proper conductor, and now wears a handsome green vest and hat combo, even in battle. Her name is Ticket.

Suzy’s Kommo-o wore a Station Agent neckerchief because they didn’t make Agent Vests in her size and still don’t. She went to Train School to become an engineer, and now wears a handsome green necktie and gets her crest repainted after shedding. She’s Shiny. Her name is Bell.

Things that are the same:

Suzy is responsible for Nimbasa’s Night of a Million Billion Joltik. She turns red and gets flustered every time it comes up. She still breeds blue ribbon Joltik tho.

Nora definitely for sure killed someone with her ghost partner, Hisuian Typhlosion. No one can prove this. But it’s true.

#submas #pokemon black and white #rule 63 #emmet and ingo #but girls #ladies even #they can beat you so bad #with their own two hands

[smallestapplin]

*nervously shuffles in* ok I really REALLY like the butler outfits from Pokemon masters. So maybe like the Ingo and Emmett had to go to a special event, and they had to go because they were obligated as subway bosses. So maybe Ingo and Emmett are trying out their outfits and show the reader to see if it looks ok, and they just.... They get very flustered and think it's amazing but eventually they get horny... Like they look verrry hot in those outfits. And I think you know where this is going. *Wink wink*

Ah yes, the butler outfits…I can dream 😭 also I apologize, I’ve been writing smut all day and losing a bit of steam.

🔞18+🔞

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🔲Ingo🔲

- Ingo looks himself up and down in the mirror, turning to see if anything is out of place. He thinks he looks fine, the black accented with a nice maroon color suit him well.

- He runs his hands over his torso to smooth out his suit.

- ‘I should ask my beloved how this looks, they have a better eye than I do.’ Ingo thinks to himself.

- He knew you were in the living room watching tv, since this event didn’t allow him a plus one you were staying home.

- “Beloved? May I ask you opinion on this suit?”

- You hear him say as he walks closer.

- “Yeah of course, I wanna see it anyways!”

- You sound so excited until he rounds the corner and stand before you.

- “Does this look okay?” He fixes the gloves nervously, hoping it looks good.

- You can feel your face heating up, oh he looks so good in a suit.

- “Y-yeah…wow you look so good.”

- Ingo perks up at how breathless you sound, and seeing you so flushed. Makes him blush too.

- “You look, really good actually, holy shit.”

- Your praise means the world to him but you’re eyeing him like a piece of meat.

- “Come here babe.”

- His face burns red at the sight of you spreading you legs and beckoning him over.

- “I want to give my favorite butler a reward for being so good to me.”

- “B-but dear I have to leave soon.”

- “Just a quickie?”

- He couldn’t say no to that. Scrambling to kneel between your legs.

- Yeah he was late to that event.

- He looked completely normal, like he hadn’t eaten you like a high end dessert and fucked you until you both couldn’t think.

🔳Emmet🔳

- He is loving how the suit looks on him, the white and blue look amazing on him but it doesn’t feel like…him, ya know?

- Emmet is a kind man but he wouldn’t go as far as to call himself the butlery type.

- That malewife energy is his brother’s.

- “Emmet hurry up, I wanna see!”

- He looks away from the bathroom mirror. Ah of course, you’ve never seen him in a suit like this, the closest is his work uniform.

- With one last look over he straightens himself out and goes into your shared bedroom.

- “Ta~daaa!” He does a little spin so you can have a good look.

- “Soooo what do we think?” His eagerness almost made him over look your expression.

- An expression he has seen many times in the years you two have been dating

- You eye him up and down and let out a breathless “fuck.”

- “Well?”

- “You look so damn good in that.”

- “Why thank you darling! I only wish you could go with me!” His smile anything but innocent “maybe I could’ve fucked you in the garden where anyone could hear you.”

- You inhale sharply.

- “What? You didn’t think I didn’t notice how you’re looking at me in this? Maybe I should where a suit more often if it gets you this horny!”

- “Oh please do.”

- Emmet chokes on air, not expecting your words.

- “Now get over here and make that a promise.”

- Oh yeah, he is so missing this event.

- If it means he gets to be buried inside you like this with you clawing and crying out for more.

- He’d miss every event.

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon ingo #pokemon smut #pokemon ingo x reader #pokemon emmet x reader #pokemon emmet #pokemon emmet x reader smut #pokemon ingo x reader smut #🔞🔞🔞 #smut

[leggerefiore]

nothing too fancy but uh- could?? we get ingo and emmet's reaction to their s/o calling them (the twins being called) the love of their life?? like. the love of their s/o's life i mean. its late on my end so please lemme know if this isnt making sense. i called emmet the love of my life without thinking twice about it and im still kinda reeling from it in a good way shjgksdm--

▲Ingo▼

● The words escaped you after a date simple park date. You walked your pokemon together, his Excadrill and your personal partner. Your head happened to catch him as the late evening glow caught his features. The orange reflected beautifully against his hair and eyes, while his stronger nose and brow line gave him a certain demeanor. “You're the love of my life, Ingo,” slipped out from the image of such a handsome man.

● A bright red flush grew across his face at the unexpected words. You immediately recoiled back; was it too soon for such exclamations? Had you just scared him away? Ingo's hand grasped your own tenderly. Oh, how he craved to say the same thing sooner than you, but resisted in fear of moving too fast. His eyes grew soft as they gazed at you, “I feel the same way, dear. I would be contented to spend the rest of my life with you.” It was your turn to fluster over words.

● A chaste kiss was shared between the two of you. The walk continued, a bit more intimately, as proper discussions of the future came from the two of you. His love of domesticity warming your heart as he spoke of wanting to start a family soon. You told him of your dreams, and he promised to support you to the best of his ability. It was dreadfully sweet how he was. The warmth of his hand sinking into yours comfortingly.

▽Emmet△

○ You had gone out to a café of his choice for a spur of the moment date. It was a slower, rainy day, so the locale was perfect for a date due to the lessened number of people out and about. Your desserts were delivered, and you watched as Emmet's grin grew adorably at the Black Forest gâteau slice placed before him. He was always so easily excited and cute; it made your heart swell. “It's unfair that the love of my life is so cute!” you whined playfully as he ate the cake.

○ The fork was dropped as he considered you for a moment. Oh, no – had you said that out loud? You hadn't meant to, but you often found yourself blurting out your thoughts to Emmet. A giggle left the man as scooted his chair around to touch shoulders with you. Oh, he disagreed. You were much, much cuter than him. His arm went around your shoulders as he rubbed his cheek with yours. “No, no. It's unfair that the love of my life is soooo cute. It's verrrrrry hard to keep my hands to myself when they're around.” You giggled at the light tickle his actions wrought.

○ The rest of the date was spent with light conversation, and an annoying couple argument over who was cuter. Emmet shut you up with a bunch of kisses, as he was losing it. He hated losing, after all. You discovered he longed to settle down and start a family one day. It was a bit surprising, but you supposed family seemed like a big thing to him. Emmet promised to be your number one supporter in any of your endeavours. It ended up being a surprisingly insightful date.

▼Warden Ingo▲

● The Warden had taken you to a peaceful area within the Highlands that he often found himself relaxing in on lazier days. You both took a seat under the shade of a large tree as you simply enjoyed his comforting presence. It was nice to know that you were not the only one out of time and space. Ingo always felt strikingly familiar, but nothing ever came to fruition, despite trying your hardest to remember. You stared at his striking features, tired and aged yet still full of muted passion. “Ingo… I feel like you're the love of my life,” the words felt nostalgic on your tongue, as if you had spoken them before.

● His gaze turned to you as a small blush spread across his cheeks. You had said something that triggered a deeply ingrained feeling in the shattered pieces of his mind. A warmth spread in his chest as distant promises of a life spent together echoed in his very soul. “I am of the same feeling, my dear. I believe you're my soulmate, and I have since I first saw you in Jublife. I never wish to be away from you again,” his hand grasped yours and brought it to his lips. The gentle affection led to you blushing. Ingo was unbelievably loving, despite his harsher expressions.

● The day wad a pleasantly spent one, as you discussed oddly reminiscent life plans. A family, he wanted, and somehow you felt you already knew that. It was as if you were dancing to a song you both had heard before, yet were unable to recall just where the melody had originated from. Even a kiss shared between you two brought unconscious memories, as he gently stroked your hair and murmured an apology into your lips. What was he apologising for? Even he didn't know; he just felt sorrowful.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ A rare outing with Cyrus to a wedding of a mutual acquaintance led to you wondering about many things. You loved the blue-haired man despite his many apparent flaws. A bit too stringent toward emotional control, and a tad secretive about his work. There were moments where that exterior broke free and left you with a goofy smile. Moments like now, where a small nod came from the vows of the groom to his bride. Smiling, you whispered into his ear, “You're the love of my life, Cy.”

☄️ His broke to stare at you with a slight opening of his lips at your words. Words evaded him whenever you did things like this. The foolish emotion was pushed down as he focused back on the ceremony. Later, when the bride tossed her bouquet, you caught it with ease. You stared at him with such an adoring look, he nearly felt his heart stop. The implication was not lost upon him, yet he felt nervous at the thought. He wanted to marry you desperately, but he knew you would grow to hate him soon enough. A ring remained hidden with his desk at work.

☄️ You were at his side without daring to move from it for the remainder of that day. No words of love or even agreement came from Cyrus, yet you knew he felt the same. His subtle shifts in demeanor toward you told you everything you needed to know. You just wondered if he would ask the question first, or if you would need to take the reins in your relationship.

♠️Grimsley♥️

♤ It was a normal event for the both of you, a meeting of elite trainers from around the world. They were usually spent bantering over which trainers would go at each other. Naturally, the gambler turned it into a bet. You were down fifty dollars because of these things. Of course, the money got recycled on you anyway. It was entrancing to watch him battle against an elite four member from Hoenn. The guy rolled his eyes after Grimsley narrowly won. He walked off, and you felt yourself falling in love again with your boyfriend's calm face. “The love of my life would be a gambler; that is my luck,” you joked as he approached you for a quick kiss.

♡ “Oh, what terrible luck! A world-class gambler endears you so,” he snickered. Grimsley was smug about his claim on you. A person who put up with his oddities and horrible hobbies was something special. Luck was certainly a factor, he agreed. It was a thing present in nearly all of his actions, but he was careful to calculate usually. Sometimes, though, he didn't bother and chased the thrill of whether it would work or not. He knew you found him attractive from how you had gazed at him. “The love of my life told me off for buying a scratch-off, but remind me, dear, did it not earn us a hundred dollars?”

◇ You kicked his shin lightly, and he chuckled. The rest of the event was spent with a light bickering between you two and wondering about who else would battle. You felt him take your arm and press a kiss to your lips, it lasted for a moment too long. When he pulled away, his crooked smirk split his face while his eyes held a darker passion in them. You knew what he wanted and sighed. Why did these events always lead to tarnishing a poor custodian's closet?

#ingo x reader #emmet x reader #cyrus x reader #grimsley x reader #pokemon x reader #i realised i can add other characters on and since apparently Grimsley is an honourary twin #then we'll have quadruplets with cyrus