#like called upon to go save ingo or something

[esprei]

arceus’s blessing (curse)

#submas #subway boss emmet #emmet #kudari #my art #in which i make super glowing things #shhh it's ok emmet can fuse with arceus it's fine #nothing bad can come from this #don't worry #anyway been thinking about emmet either fused with arceus or infused with its power for a while #like called upon to go save ingo or something #look my ideas come in fragments and they don't always fit together #i just like fusions :D

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Reader takes post Hisui Ingo (and possible Emmet) to Sinnoh where he takes them to Lady Sneaslers cave, Ingo would probably find her fossil and be sad until Reader reminds him that they can now bring back well preserved fossils. Que Ingo and Ladys reunion (headcanon that fossils retain their memories cos its cute)

It took quite some time for Ingo to readjust to the present, considering at least five whole years have passed since he got thrown back in time...lost in the ancient region of Hisui.

You've been stuck there too, but eventually you made a deal with Arceus after "seeking out all Pokémon" as requested and capturing it:

If you released your cherished team back into the wild, it'll let you both go home. Of course, that wasn't an easy sacrifice to make, though after bidding farewell to the Pokémon that helped you save Hisui--and the world as a whole--Arceus did fulfill its end of the bargain.

It dropped you and Ingo off into a familiar underground subway, where Emmet so-happened to be patrolling alone at that same time.

He nearly passed out upon seeing that you both finally back home, especially his older twin.

Fortunately, he remembered everything about him the second they met eyes....leading to the brothers hugging and sobbing for a solid ten minutes together. You simply stood on the sidelines as Chandelure and Eelektross gave their trainers space and celebrated your return.

After the media caught wind of the good news, life pretty much resumed as normal--except the brothers put a temporary halt on their battle subway operations as you suggested a vacation to Sinnoh. Obviously Ingo's mind was still foggy, so he wasn't quite fit to resume any dual battles yet.

He did, however, wish to show Emmet what he learned of this region based on his experiences in Hisui--especially Mt. Coronet. He took you both to the cavern that used to be his warden post.

"I gotta admit, you're turning into quite the historian." Emmet remarked, looking all around as the three of you ventured further into the cave. Only your flashlight shined the path forward. "You were just..guarding this so-called "Noble Pokémon" from danger?"

"Indeed. That's exactly it!" Ingo explained with much vigor. "As warden, it was my duty to ensure Lady Sneasler's territory was protected and that offerings were delivered to her from time to time. Of course, I didn't think Pearl Clan would ever trust a stranger like myself. But it ended up being a wise decision on their part."

Emmet simply muttered an "ahh" in surprise, nodding his head as you and him continued listening to the older twin's story. He went on to discuss the baby Sneasels that were under Sneasler's care, saying they were cared for in this very cave and that you were nearing her den.

However, you three would soon happen upon a rather...unfortunate sight. But neither of you knew it yet until Ingo abruptly stopped in his tracks, having found something he wishes he could unsee.

"...oh, so...that's all there is now...." His voice turned flat.

"Ingo? What's wrong?" Emmet asked in worry.

"I think I know.." You frowned slightly, standing beside Ingo and flicking on your flashlight, revealing bones embedded into the dirt of the den.

But they weren't just any regular old bones scattered everywhere...

They made up the fossil of a certain Sneasler.

"..of course, h-how could I forgotten? She's gone.." Ingo bowed his head in mourning, feeling the ache in his heart growing as the reality of this discovery hit him hard. But even with the bill of his hat casting a shadow over his eyes, you and Emmet could see his lips tremble, tears sliding down both cheeks.

"M-My Lady..."

Hearing his voice break was something neither of you expected, but of course....you understood why.

This had to be a difficult thing to confront, knowing that the Noble he formed such a close bond with, the one who helped him in that lost and unfamiliar distant past...was now extinct.

There will never be another Sneasler like her again.

The only proof of her existence was kept within a fossil-

'Wait...her fossil...'

You suddenly remembered something extremely crucial, and smiled, knowing exactly how to help Ingo in his moment of despair. So you gently put a hand on his shoulder, trying to get his attention. "Hey, Ing-"

"I never even thought about what became of her until now.." He put his hand over yours, voice still trembling, as he believed you were only trying to comfort him. "We left so suddenly and...god, she must have been so confused. Did she think we abandoned her? Did she live out the rest of her days in anger or sorrow? Oh how I...I-I just wish I could see her one last time..."

"We can make that happen, Ingo."

"..huh?" Blinking, he stared at you with puffy eyes, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean? We can't go back-"

"We've got the technology to revive fossils, remember?" You reminded him, seeing his expression shift for a moment. And then recollection seemed to flash in his eyes.

"Ahah..that's right. I-I must have forgotten..." He chuckled softly, wiping away his tears as he finally calmed down. "Is it possible to fully restore her?"

"I believe so! Her fossil looks verrrry well-preserved!" Emmet nodded, happy to see his brother's smile again. "We must dig this up post haste! It'd be an honor to meet this "Lady Sneasler"."

"Then it's decided, gentlemen." You grinned, clapping your hands together. "Let's get to digging!"

.........

The excavation of Lady Sneasler's fossil went off without a hitch, and you wasted no time heading to Oreburgh's Mining Museum afterwards.

The scientist in charge of reviving fossils was initially taken aback by the odd skeleton piece you gave him, though he accepted it nonetheless and insisted you three waited outside until the process was complete.

Yet his words left Ingo nervous as he paced back and forth in front of the museum sign. He kept muttering train-related facts under his breath, trying to keep calm. But he couldn't help wondering if something could go wrong.

What if it's impossible? What if she's brought back wrong or without any memory of who he was?

Would she be terrified of the sudden changes that modern society brought and go berserk??

Did..any Fossil Pokémon feel that way when they were first revived?

Fortunately, as quickly as these concerns descended upon him...they were just as quick to leave when he heard a familiar cry and footsteps growing louder. And he turned in astonishment to see who came running out of the museum, a frantic scientist in-tow.

Both you and Emmet looked on, the latter surprised to see it was a tall Sneasel-like Pokémon with purple fur jogging over to you all. But you had a huge smile on your face, knowing very well that's the Noble you hoped to see again. She looked the same as she did all those years ago.

"I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!! I-It ran out the second I brought it back to life!!" He kept shouting.

"Halt! There's no need to proceed further!" Emmet barked, putting his hand up to stop him in his tracks. "Thank you for your services. We'll take care of her from here."

"...a-ah yes, of course! Sorry." Coughing nervously, the scientist smoothed out his ruffled lab coat, before heading back inside the museum.

"Sneas?" While initially confused at Emmet's presence, Lady Sneasler perked up at Ingo's voice as he approached her.

"My Lady..."

For a moment, she looked down at the man, at first not recognizing him outside of his tattered Pearl Clan garb. But after sniffing him a few times, the usually stoic Pokémon smiled warmly and ruffled his head gently. "Snea!"

"O-Oh, thank Arceus...you remember..!!" He beamed, although her mood suddenly switched as she huffed, before stepping back and crossing her arms, foot tapping with impatience.

The look in her eye told Ingo "you owe me an explanation big time".

But before he could speak up, you intervened, knowing it was really your fault that they never got to properly say goodbye to each other. So you explained everything to her, and she seemed to understand, given how her facial features gradually softened.

After nodding her head in respect, she turned back to her warden, embracing him in an act of forgiveness. At first he was in shock, though he returned the hug seconds later, tears of happiness streaking down his cheeks this time.

He'll worry about how Lady Sneasler will adapt to this new world later on...but for now he just wanted to take in this moment.

You and Emmet just looked on, relieved to see the pair reunited after being thrown timelines apart.

"Awh, that is verrrrry touching." He clasped his hands together with a grin. "I wonder how she'd fair in batt--ough!!"

Elbowing him in the gut, you huffed in annoyance. "Not the time, Em."

"..r-right, sorry!"

#wholesome reunion time #clanask #anonymous #pokemon x reader #submas x reader #emmet x reader #ingo x reader #legends arceus x reader #submas twins x reader #lady sneasler #platonic

[r0-boat]

TW: MENTION OF LOSING A LIMB/GORE MENTION please be advised.

Hello! I have a prompt where, the reader pushes there lover (warden Ingo, cyllene, laventon, adaman SEPARATE) away from an Alpha Pokemon attack and then get seriously injured (like losing a limb or something) and them crying and telling us off on how we could have died or grieving our death.

(both surviving and dying endings please)

Oh yes delicious angst! 👀

Cw: almost losing a limb/losing a limb, reader death, mourning, depression, angst no happy end.

Reader becoming severely injured or dying saving them.

Warden Ingo

(Close call)

Ingo carried you, blood staining his coat and your outfit. He carried you going as fast as he humanly could down until the nearest doctor, anyone who could help—screaming for help, keeping you warm, and losing more blood in any way he could. When you finally wake up, Ingo is out of breath and on the verge of tears. He holds you close, tight, and protective. He couldn't get mad at you. He could never be mad. He was just relieved you were all right. However I would be lying if I said he wouldn't be a little more protective from now on.

(reader dead)

He stared at a shaky palm, remembering the way you went slack in his arms, bags under his eyes from sleepless nights filled with new and old nightmares. The painful feeling of losing something was so painful; however, what scared him more was that this feeling was familiar to him. The emptiness inside him was only doubled after. He can't even look at himself anymore because whatever stares back is your smiling face and deja vu. Even though he knows he must take care of himself, he has to admit it's hard even to bring himself to eat these days without looking over to your smiling face how he misses you're warmth in his arms. Now, all he feels is the cold, howling wind of Coronet Heights. Once again that loneliness fills him in this time; it will be there till his grave. Ingo cannot love again for he can not feel that love again.

Cyllene

(close call)

Survivors guilt, as you lie there on the ground losing blood at an alarming rate. She's frozen. She's almost in denial as other survey members rush to your limb body. Cyllene finally snaps out of it all. Her panic hits her all at once, barking orders to get you back to camp.

Unfortunately Pesselle running low on supplies and with time running out she wasn't sure she would be able to save you. Upon hearing this Revelation something inside her stoked a fire Cyllene took it upon herself to go out and find every single ingredients she needed helping her nurse you back to health, of course you being unconscious from blood loss for a few days you had no idea all you woke up to was an angry rant from a very very pissed captain.

(Death)

After all she did, she couldn't save you. Sadness and rage bubble into one, gritting her teeth, nails scratching at the cold ground; she wants to scream. Damn it why wasn't it her? Damn, it should have been her! The job of the Galaxy Core was to protect people and she couldn't even protect the one person she cared most. She needed to get stronger she needed to be more so this would never happen again. And that's why her heart grows three times colder that day.

Laventon

(close call)

Laventon drag you outside of Camp to look at some Pokemon well he asks you to ready your pokeballs for a catch, but he doesn't notice the alpha Garchomp that had their eyes on you. Everything was a blur then helplessly sitting still as the rest of Team Galaxy tried everything to use your Pokemon to fight the alpha back off as they get you back to safety. If only he could throw a Pokeball if he were good at raising Pokemon. Laventon felt like a burden to you here he was having you risk his life to do his work any friendly wake up he's on the verge of tears holding you closely his hands shaking the sinking feeling of uselessness does not leave.

(Death)

He drowns himself in his work. It is the only way to make him forget about his constant nightmares of that day. He still loves Pokemon. He does not blame Pokemon for taking your life, but he recognizes more than anyone else that Pokemon are as dangerous as they are fascinating. It'll be a while since he touches one without his heart beating with anxiety. He barely eats. He sleeps. All he does is work on his Pokedex. He has to finish it for your sake, or else all the dangerous work you did, the work you died for, will be for nothing, and when he finally finishes, it will say, "With the help of my beloved, thank you. I will miss you."

Adaman

(close call)

If it wasn't for Leafeon who growled at the large Pokemon making sure it didn't take a step closer as his human brother held you in his arms, blood staining his fingers. Leafeon successfully holding back the Pokemon that threatened your life walks over to Adaman whining as he looks your arm giving him a worried look. Adaman knows the natural remedies around these parts you are too far from the settlement and the village to take care of you so he does all that he can using leafeon's aromatherapy to soothe you as he begins to use natural herbs and revenues to calm the bleeding as much as he can while ripping apart his own clothes for makeshift bandages rumoring through your bag for anything he could use anything at all to help.

Upon waking up, Adaman almost tackles you, holding you close to his body, careful not to hurt you. He squeezes you gently. "You're an idiot..." he whispers, his hand shaking, his voice breaking. "don't you ever scare me like that again."

(death)

If only he was faster and in denial at the fact that your time has ended. If only he hadn't wasted his time, he could have gotten you to the settlement, and you would have been here. He felt like a failure, not only a failure of a friend but a failure of the leader of Diamond Clan. If he couldn't keep one person he loved alive, how could he keep his entire Clan alive? Time is truly short. However, some people, if unlucky, can be even shorter. He'll spend all his days morning into training, getting stronger in your name until he has passed out on the ground. He knows that he's just wasting his time and that no amount of tears will bring you back. He did not deserve you; you did not serve your time being robbed. The Lord Sinnoh is so cruel.

#pokemon headcannons #pokemon reader insert #Angst #pokemon adaman #adaman x reader #professor laventon #Laventon x reader #captain cyllene #pokemon cyllene #pokemon legends arceus #warden ingo #ingo x reader

[nutmeginlinkeduniverse]

Had an idea so I’m going to put it here;

POLY MALON/TIME/READER

Imagine when Time goes off to join the chain, Malon’s suddenly lost some of her help for the farm so she hires you but then ends up falling in love.

GENDER NEUTRAL READER

HOW YOU MEET MALON

It started off easy.

The workload had increased a little but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle alone. Her father had opened a store in town and now spent most of his days there. But it wasn’t like she was lonely or anything no.

She’d spent her entire life without the help of the Hero of Time, she could easily handle a few weeks running the farm without him while he saved all of Hyrule.

At least that’s what she thought.

But then the weeks began to stretch on and then they turned into months. Winter into Spring. Frosty branches began to thaw before her eyes, and the animals started growing more needy.

After several weeks of being absolutely unable to sit down, she knew she had to ask for help.

Her father was more than open to the idea, already having a few ideas about how he could get her some help from his old friend. But of course, as soon as Link hears about Ingo’s potential involvement he shuts this down instantly.

He does want her to have some help though, he’s not a monster, and does feel somewhat guilty for being away so often.

So he proposes sending out flyers.

Just so happens you were looking for a job at the same time, so when you hear about a ranch asking for help, and perfectly willing to provide lodging, you take the offer up at once.

The interview takes place at 9, so you show up in all your best clothing.

Only to find the prettiest woman you’ve ever seen holding out a cup of tea whilst she guides you to sit down at her dining table.

It goes incredibly smoothly, and despite your nerves you find yourself laughing and joking easily with the woman who introduces herself as Malon, begging you not to call her Missus (coz it makes her sound old)

Suffice to say you ace it.

But you also notice something off, especially in the way Malon waves goodbye to you. Though you can’t quite put your finger on it.

You move in the next day, taking a cozy little attic bedroom with all the comforts you could want.

You’re eager to get started, but Malon seems hesitant, mostly just getting you to do some cleaning around the house.

You do manage to cooerce her into letting you cook dinner though. (I imagine you make Mac and Cheese but you can make whatever you want of course) You honestly were not anticipating her reaction, as she seems to pile praise upon you.

The next few days follow roughly the same pattern, with you cleaning the house and then making dinner. During the entire time, you observe Malon quite a bit, watching in alarm as she seems to get more and more sluggish as time goes on.

However nothing comes off it until a few more days later.

You finally get to help in the barn, sweeping up some hay as Malon milks the cows. It’s peaceful, but oddly quiet, and you can’t but have this pit in your stomach as you see Malon pottering about in the corner of your eye. You can’t quite put your finger on it though.

Well at least you can’t until you see Malon collapse face first into the ground.

It sends a jolt of panic through your heart.

You go running over, turning her over and checking her breathing while supporting her head.

She’s definitely running a fever, seemingly incoherent and somewhat unaware. You decide to carry her back to the house, and lay her down in the bed.

Cue you running practically the entire farm whilst you take care of her. For the non farm competent amongst us, there are some books about farming in the house which you basically use as instruction manuals.

It’s exhausting work, and you somewhat empathise with how Malon got sick now.

Fortunately for your sanity, she isn’t sick for too long, some good old fashioned bedrest seeming to be exactly the cure for all her ailments and she’s soon enough raring to go again.

Tragically for her, she gave you quite a scare, and there is no way in hell you are allowing her to escape the bed until you’re absolutely sure that she’s okay.

She is absolutely full of praises for you, and incredibly grateful for what you’ve done.

It takes you quite some time to properly insist that she doesn’t have to practically kiss your feet for you to understand she is thankful.

Once you do however, the two of you begin to fall into a natural rhythm of who does what around the ranch. You even end up entirely taking over the farm’s vegetable patch, and tending to it every day.

She honestly doesn’t mind at all, loving to watch you amongst all the plants each day as you carry the watering can back and forth, dirt on your knees from kneeling in the ground to remove pesky weeds from the plants base.

After the long days work, you often cook dinner, seeing as she makes breakfast; and then the two of you often sit in the living room and chat with a cup of tea whilst you do your respective activities.

Typically it’s embroidery for her, but she isn’t against the occasional crochet.

Mostly she loves it when you talk and tell stories of your life before the two of you met, loving the way your hands move and you get so animated.

All things considered it does not take her long to realise that she loves you. That she wants you to stay on the ranch, long after Link comes back.

That’s right, even as her love for you grows, she doesn’t lose her love for Link. In fact, it makes her blush and squeal at night to think of a life where she can have the both of you.

She’ll do anything for that life she thinks.

Before it can happen though, you have to meet Link.

Fortunately for her sanity, it doesn’t take long for a portal to dump her dreams into her lap. (She thinks it’s a miracle, but in reality I the mythical portal maker, find the whole scenario adorable and so am definitely rooting for this)

MEETING TIME

All things considered it does take a while for you to meet the husband of your employer.

When you do though, it isn’t exactly what you expected. There is no man in a business suit coming over to shake your hand, though considering the way you met Malon you weren’t exactly sure what you thought.

Especially by the time you did meet him, Malon had told you enough embarrassing stories to shatter the original perceptions of the Hero of Time.

So when you hear Malon yell, you grab a sword from nearby and go rushing out.

Only to find her wrapped up in the arms of an armoured man, with several other heavily armed strangers hanging around.

You aren’t stupid however, and Malon has told you where her husband has been while you’ve worked for her. So you approach with minimal caution, but do keep your hand on the sword.

Malon spots you and pulls you over to meet Time in front of all the boys.

Your greeting is a little awkward, especially as it is very obvious that he is sizing you up.

Eventually, after all the introductions are done, you eventually head inside the house to offer everyone refreshments, while Malon drags Time away to have a bit more of a private chat.

When Malon comes back in, you discuss sleeping arrangements before the boys all offer to help with you and Malon’s chores.

Sky and Hyrule come to help you with the vegetable patch. Or at least they try, before getting shooed away by Time, so he can have a chat with you.

It’s nerve wracking, particuarly as this man is still fully decked out in armour and definitely does not have his wife’s comforting demeanour. But you quickly realise he just wants to know about Malon. You gladly tell him about her, how she misses him and how she’s been doing.

He thanks you for your help and for taking such good care of her whilst he’s away.

He seems sad at this, so you decide to ask him how he is. And though he’s surprised, he does open up to you slightly, and the two of you chat well into the afternoon.

Malon comes out of the house, and invites you back inside for dinner.

He bids you goodbye, before heading to the barn to inform the rest of the boys.

Malon does not miss the faint blush on your cheeks as you say hi to her before heading inside to clean the mud off of yourself. You do miss her smile, at the sight of you interacting with her husband.

She honestly thinks there could not have been a more perfect sight than the two of you interacting.

Dinner with the boys goes wonderfully, though she does take extra care to ensure you and Time are seated close together.

It’s perhaps not the most sane thing to do, especially since this is the first time she’s seeing her husband in months, but she thinks it’s absolutely worth it.

She’s rewarded for her meddling by the sight of you wiping crumbs off of Time’s cheek, and his face igniting with the perfect combination of pink and red blush as well as his stammering out a thank you.

After this little interaction, he looks over at her, seeming worried before catching sight of her beam and relaxing.

She knows she’s got to chat with him about this, before he falls for you the way that she did.

It’s what she wants him to do, but knowing her husband, he’s going to have major anxiety about it, unless she nips it in the bud. It can wait a little though, and she spends the next day forcing the two of you together, rejoicing in both of your blushes.

After everyone’s gone to bed, she pulls Time onto the sofa to talk with him. The two of them have a long chat, before she eventually admits that she wants his permission to date you.

He’s shocked but agrees, before she launches into the actual bombshell.

“And you know, sweetie, if you want to date them too, I wouldn’t be opposed to a threeway marriage.”

He goes completely red, and several minutes tick by before he’s able to form coherent thought again and even longer before he’s able to make a tangible sound with his mouth again.

Malon understands though, and places a hand over his before telling him that there’s no rush, that he may take as long as he needs.

He’s definitely not opposed to it, that’s for certain.

But he decides to get to know you first.

GETTING TOGETHER

Obviously it’s Malon who approaches you first.

She knows about the arrangement with her husband, but you remain blissfully unaware.

Due to her excitement, she kinda also forgets to tell you, meaning that when she does eventually approach you with her romantic words, you stammer out an apology and flee.

It makes for quite the miserable few days, as she takes it as rejection and you struggle with the concept that a married woman has basically asked you to have an affair with her. (or so you think)

Fortunately you’re a decent person, so after a few days in agony, you make the ultimate decision to write Time.

Did I forget to mention that you and he have become pen pals over the past few weeks since he left?

Well you have, exchanging thoughts about the ranch and your vegetable patch, and his adventures. He’s surprisingly really easy to write to, always really prompt and while not the most forthcoming with information, the exchange never fails to make either of you smile.

You write about Malon in it’s own letter, sending it off and going back to the now silent house.

It takes several more days of glances and pining before Time’s reply arrives.

It’s quite the tense moment as you take the letter and rush into the vegetable patch with it.

Turns out Time quickly figured out that Malon forgot to tell you about his acceptance and even eagerness towards the situation, so he doesn’t hesitate to assuage your fears. (He does of course leave out her hopes that you and he will eventually have the same relationship)

After reading the letter, you rush into the barn to find Malon. She sees you standing in a state of mild distress, as you try to find the words for her, and immediately throws her pitchfork aside, frantically running over to you.

You say nothing as she calls out, but after a few moments place your arms around her and capture her lips in a kiss.

She absolutely melts into it, wrapping her arms around your waist and neck.

When the two of you part, you collapse into her, apologising over and over, before she eventually guides you outside to the bench, where she takes great pains to dry your tears.

When you manage to regain your breath enough, you only produce the letter from Time and hand it to her. She’s only reading for a few minutes before her face falls, and she smacks a hand against her forehead before you begin giggling. You can’t feel too bad though, as she quickly joins your laughter.

It’s not the cleanest start to a relationship ever, but the two of you wouldn’t change it for the world.

Fortunately for both of your hearts, the rest of the relationship proceeds to fall into place rather smoothly.

Not much changes in all honesty, except of course for the fact that the two of you find ways to incorporate te casual touches into your working day.

Oh and you stop receiving wages, as she now adds you to be one of the business owners.

The few other times that Time and the boys come back, you expect that she’ll stop with the touches, but instead she seems to almost ramp them up in front of Time. You have to admit that you’re slightly baffled, but when you ask, she just laughs and changes the subject, or kisses you until you don’t ask silly questions.

And it definitely becomes a silly question.

You see, the pen pal situation hasn’t stopped since you and Malon started dating. In fact, it wouldn’t be far fetched to claim that it had increased.

Time’s confession does of course come eventually, but you’re expecting it. You watch as he stammers through his self deprecation before “And I’d really appreciate it, if you’d consider dating me as well… if you’re open of course.”

He can hardly look you in the eye during the whole thing.

You don’t respond, instead reaching up and pulling him down to your level to kiss him.

It’s perfect, and the next day the three of you make the trip into the local town to ask the carpenter to make a bigger bed.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED!

Feel free to hit the ask button if you’ve got a burning idea and want me to write for you :)

As a final word, I want to thank @luimagines for inspiring me to write in this form. I love your work!

#legend of zelda #zelda fanfiction #zelda fandom #linked universe #Lu time #Lu Malon #lon lon ranch #Farmers #polyamarous #Getting together #Some angst #But it’s minimal #hope you enjoy #first work #x reader #lu time x reader #Lu Malon x reader #Lu Malon x Lu Time x Reader #Malon x Link #Malon x Time #link x reader

[leggerefiore]

Hi! So i know about your runaway au for the subway twins but do you have any headcanons for a situation where the entire scenario is reversed? Like for example s/o escapes a yandere!Raihan and ends up taking shelter and falling for one or both of the subway bosses? Just curious

cw: yandere but not from twins

▲Ingo▼

● You couldn't recall the amount of time that had been spent hidden away in the shady house in Po Town. Guzma was a fun, loving guy at first. You thought he was easy-going and sweet, but a certain possessiveness overtook him. You weren't allowed to go anywhere without the Team Skull Boss at your side. That wasn't enough when people kept trying to talk with you, it caused him to snap and demand they leave you alone. It got even more worse when he locked you away in his bedroom with some grunts on guard to stop any attempts at leaving. Eventually, however, you managed to escape with the aid of Nanu, who took some pity on you.

● You got the hell out of Alola immediately after and disappeared into some big metropolitan area of another region. Nimbasa in Unova proved itself a different scene from anywhere in Alola. You managed to achieve of job as a secretary in the Gear Station. Working directly under the Subway Bosses, you felt safe. It was highly unlikely that Guzma would ever find you, but extra protection never hurt.

● You grew close to Ingo, finding his caring nature something sweet. He would always worry about others yet disregard his own health. You took it upon yourself to help him along, bringing him lunches, lessening his load of paperwork, and nagging him when he clearly didn't get enough sleep. Naturally, Ingo couldn't resist the kindness you offered him. It wasn't long until you found yourself going on dates with him. Hesitantly, you started dating him, afraid that he may suddenly turn into whatever had become of Guzma.

● He never did. His love was patient and kind, keeping itself a soft touch and complete trust in you. Ingo was completely understanding when you explained what had happened in your past. His brows furrowed, and he gently took hold of your hand. “I promise you, my dear, that I would never do any such thing to you,” he stared adoringly into your eyes, “Should he even attempt to harm you again, I shall handle it to the best of my capabilities.” Your heart was overcome with affection to this seemingly perfect man.

● You had moved in with him soon into your relationship. Ingo was a wonderful boyfriend who showered you in affection and adoration. All you ever received were praises and declarations of love. It was so incredible to find yourself content with someone who respected your autonomy. Of course, Elesa, a dear friend of Ingo's and yours, decided to snap a photo of you and him handling another friend's baby. “I think a certain Subway Boss was baby fever🥰🥰🥰” was the caption, and it went viral almost instantly. Guzma spotted it. He was passed.

● It was terrifying as your arm was grabbed on your way to hand Emmet some important documents. The man of your nightmares stood before you, rage written across his face. “Babe… There you are. You had me worried sick,” he pulled you close to him, your body frozen in terror, “That bitchass guy you are with. All this work to make me jealous, huh? Big bad Guzma's gonna have to remind ya who you belong to.” You screamed. Pedestrians stopped around you and looked confused.  A few depot agents shouted demands for you to be let go of. Guzma growled, moving a hand to free his Golisopod.

● “Let them go!” A loud voice boomed across the station, making the delinquent flinch. It was just enough to get out of his grip and dip toward the person who had yelled. Ingo, your dear Ingo would save you. The Subway Boss's arms came around you as you buried your face into his neck, shaking in terror. Guzma stared at the scene with a growl. “I ain't giving up that easily!” He called out and tossed his Scizor. Ingo glared and tossed out his Chandelure, securing your safety behind him. This was a distraction until Emmet arrived.

● The battle was a furious one, Guzma desperately trying to defeat the older twin for a momentary chance at regaining you. You was his. Nothing more; nothing less. Ingo refused to give someone who caused you such pain a centimetre. Emmet rushes over and pulls you away, tucking you into their office with the door locked. “I have called the police. We will help you secure your safety,” Emmet explained, looking at his watch. “Are you hurt?” You shook your head. Tears welled in your eyes at the realisation you had such caring people around you. Emmet was pulled in for a long a hug. He wrapped his arms around you and cooed.

● Ingo emerged with a policeman soon after. You were dragged into an afternoon of testimonies and evidence of abuse before finally being released again back to Ingo. The older twin took off early to spend the rest of the day with you. In your apartment, gently embraced in his arms, you felt truly safe. Ingo would protect you just as he promised. You rubbed your nose against his and thanked him more than necessary. He kissed you gently and shook his head. “Never will I allow you to face such pain again,” his hand cupped your cheek, “I will always be here for you.”

▽Emmet△

○ Leon loved you dearly. That was why he locked you away in his Wyndon flat. His fans had harassed you one too many times, a guy had given you too much attention for his comfort, and he just couldn't stop worrying about you. It was safest for you to stay in the apartment. You could have visitors! His brother, Sonia and Raihan all came around somewhat regularly. No one questioned why you never went outside. Leon was never terrible to you, he was kind and loving, just too protective. It was one night, as you laid beside him, he began wondering if a family could be a good idea. It sent disgusting shivers down your spine. You escaped on a whim and left Galar without hesitation.

○ Nimbasa was an easy place to lose yourself in the crowd and forget everything. A job as a barista in a battle café proved a decent paying job that didn't bring much attention to you. News reports about the poor Galarian's missing partner echoing from different screens. You dedicated yourself to your job. A certain regular caught your attention easily. His skills as a trainer were impeccable, and there was only one time you had managed to beat him. Flirting with him, you discovered the was receptive.

○ Emmet was quick to take you on dates around the city, showing you all the fun spots. It was so different from your relationship with Leon that you found yourself entranced. Quickly, he became your boyfriend. His giggly and passionate nature was something you found adorable. He may act childish, but he knew when to be mature. Whatever had happened to Leon seemed impossible to happen with Emmet. You trusted yourself in his capable hands.

○ He did sit you down and carefully ask whether you were the missing partner of Leon. You became nervous, which Emmet immediately picked up on. His arms came around his, and he hushed you gently. Panicked tears fell from your eyes as you hiccuped loudly. You begged for him not to return you to him. Emmet shook his head. He would never. Especially not when it caused you to act like this. You tell the younger twin of what Leon had done to you. A deep sickness settled into his stomach. “Darling, I would never do vile things to you,” his chrome eyes carefully peered into your own, “If you worry about him hurting, I will keep you safe. I love you verrrry much!”

○ Naturally, Elesa took many photos of you two as she often accompanied you both during your outings. A specific date of you both eating some shaved ice on the beach of Undella during a weekend vacation was posted to her account. You had accidentally spilt your bright red ice all over Emmet's white swim trunks. You were aggressively trying to wipe it off, but it was far too late. A picture was snapped at an awkward moment, and she couldn't resist mocking you both. “What are they doing on the beach😨😨😨” was the caption for the post. Leon's fans instantly recognised you and tagged him over and over again. He was in tears at the sight of you. You were alive! Why had you left him? He knew that trainer you were with, too.

○ It was strange to have the champion of Galar barge into your small, local battle café while you served your boyfriend some requested bakewell tart. Leon stared at you with an open mouth before tears welled in his eyes. “Love… My love, you're alright! I was so worried for you! You just vanished one day…” he took careful steps toward you. Emmet hopped up from his chair and moved to intercept his path. The younger Subway Boss shook his head aggressively.

○ “No! You do not!” the younger twin shouted out, “I am Emmet, and I am their boyfriend. You will not cause them any more pain!” His arms were spread wide and a few Joltiks scurried from him to you, ready to help their adoptive father protect you. Elesa, who had been sitting with Emmet stood up. Leon flinched at his words. “W-what do you mean? They are my partner, before they left we were discussing children. That Charizard on their team is a gift from me!”

○ “Well, their Galvantula was a gift from me!” Emmet snapped, hand moving to his pokeball. Elesa intervened and cleared her throat. “Leon… You care dearly for your reputation, right?” she asked, strutting to block Emmet from tackling him, “Well, how would you feel if I uploaded a video of them and me talking about their relationship with you? Do you think Iris would like that? How about your brother? Please, just leave. They're happier here with Emmet. He loves them healthily, unlike you.” Leon flinched at the mention of his cousin and younger brother. His gold eyes travelled to you, seeing Emmet wrapping himself around you protectively, with an Eelektross standing guard close by. This was a rare loss from the champion. He left. He wasn't giving up, however. He needed a better location.

○ You nearly collapsed into Emmet's arms, weeping loudly. Your boss let you off early, and Emmet took off as well. Ingo was very understanding of the situation. The younger twin curled himself around you while all his pokemon were out and on alert. He knew this was far from over, and you knew it too. Though, as the warmth of his body settled into your own, you knew he would keep you safe. Emmet would never allow the same fate to befall you twice. Gentle kisses were peppered up your neck while he murmured loving phrases. “I will keep you safe,” he reassured you, “I won't let anyone ever lock you away like that again. I love you too much.”

#ingo x reader #emmet x reader #pokemon x reader #ingo/reader #emmet/reader #yandere #sorry i didnt do one with both my brain kinda gave up

[smallestapplin]

Hello! Would you be willing to write something where the s/o deliberately says or does something to get the other to give them a punishment (involving spankings)? With the characters Ingo, Emmet, and Guzma please.

I do this then instantly panic when they stand-

🔞18+Only!🔞

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🔲Ingo🔲

- Ever the sweet service top, he only ever does what you ask.

- But you’ve corrupted this man.

- Ingo usually never spanks you, very rarely does he ever. Sure your sounds so so cute but he isn’t the biggest fan of hurting you.

- But you’ve been walking around in, what you call sleep shorts, he call underwear, and a baggy t shirt.

- Ingo doesn’t mind, this is your house too after all. But you seem to forgot how absolutely infatuated he is with you.

- You in fact did not forget and that’s the plan.

- All your flirting and teasing touches have him on edge. Until you said the infamous words.

- “Pff you won’t! You don’t have the nerve to.”

- He doesn’t even remember the conversation, only what you said.

- You squeak when you’re tossed across his lap, ass placed up in the air.

- “I’d say, ten hits? Maybe fifteen with how you thought you could sass me.”

- With a quick snack and your ass burning. You squeal.

- “You know the rules, and since you didn’t count we are starting over.”

- SMACK!

- “One!”

- “Good darling.”

- Each harsh smack and your ass and thighs jiggling upon impact. Your whines and moans echoing in the room along with you calling out the number.

- His smacks are harsh but calculated, alternating between each ass cheek until they were burning.

- “I can feel how much you like this, you know. How filthy of you, should I continue and see if you can cum just from my spanks alone? Would you like that game?”

- Oh you’d like that very much.

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🔳Emmet🔳

- It’s easy to get Emmet riled up. You both have words in place if the play gets too rough, but you sass will be your downfall.

- “Darling, I’m going to need you to give me my hat back.”

- “Mmm no!” You said cheerfully.

- “Darling, I will not ask again, give me my hat back.”

- “Sounds like to me you did ask again.”

- And it was like the room dropped a few degrees as he stares at you. Neither of you move, you’re almost afraid to, until he suddenly launches himself across the room making a beeline to you.

- You let out a short scream and dodge, running and sliding around corners and furniture with Emmet hot on your trail.

- You screech again when his arms wrap around your waist, swinging you around before sitting down in a dining room chair, with you across his lap.

- “Since you want to be such a brat, I’ll spank you until I think you’ve learned!”

- As if that wasn’t the idea.

- He yanks your pants and underwear down, leaving you exposed to the cooler air of the house.

- You feel his warm hand rub your ass cheek so soothingly, before it was replaced with a deafening smack.

- The pain blooms but is quickly turned into pleasure.

- “Moaning like a whore already!”

- Each hit has you squealing and crying out, he’s almost hitting too hard just not enough.

- “I can feel you leaking against my thigh, what a slutty little pet I have.” He chuckles watching you squirm.

- “Maybe this will teach you.”

- With another violent smack, he rubs his hand on your sore ass, cooing when he feels you twitch.

- “Taking your punishment like a good pet, maybe I’ll give you a little break.”

- Was all he said before his fingers trail down towards your leaking sex.

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💀Guzma💀

- now he’s always slapping your ass.

- Bending over to pick something up? Smack! Kissing you? Smack! Literally just standing there? Smack!

- Guzma doesn’t do it in front of the grunts though, so that’s your only saving grace.

- But here you are, straddling the lap of the big bad boss on his throne.

- Tongues tangling and twisting while you grind against him.

- You break the kiss and cry out “fuck!” When his hand swiftly lands on your ass before groping your cheek.

- “You know better than to act like a needy desperate slut.”

- “Maybe if you’d move faster I wouldn’t need to.”

- You didn’t have time to think, your chest was pressed against his with one arm around you, securing you in place making your ass stick out.

- TWACK!

- “F-Fuck!”

- “Hush up, unless you want everyone knowin’ how much you like this.”

- His large hand didn’t let up, constantly smacking your ass and thighs until you are squirming and trying to grind your hips against him.

- “Aw look at my needy whore. Ya know more, don’t cha?”

- “Yes yes please! Guzma please! More.”

- “Maybe I should leave you like this instead, since ya wanted to be so mouthy.”

- “Wait no please I-I’m sorry!”

- “Then put the mouth to good use.”

- And you’re more than happy to.

#smut #🔞🔞🔞 #pokemon x reader smut #pokemon ingo #pokemon emmet #pokemon guzma #pokemon ingo x reader #pokemon emmet x reader smut #pokemon guzma x reader #pokemon ingo x reader smut #pokemon guzma x reader smut

[jinbugs]

Hey, person unfamiliar with TMA but horrifically intrigued by the submas au you've made for it. And I'm not sure how to phrase this question, but like.. help?

I do NOT know what is happening, but you've got me hook line and sinker, scrounging for what little understanding I can get from the comics. So, if you're comfortable with just rambling or smth, please go off

i've been waiting for an ask like this. bro you're gonna regret those words- i LOVE forcing people to listen to my barely coherent ramblings

// the magnus archives spoilers (all 5 seasons to be safe) ahead, as well as like. whatever i decide to indulge you all with for this au, i'm typing before thinking. this is going to be very long:

Context: In The Magnus Archives universe, there exists, perhaps at the dawn of humanity, perhaps before, Fear. And at first it might have been that, a primal emotion, but when humanity evolved, it Became. And aspects of Its splintered being torments the living beings that tread upon the Earth.

This is what we like to call "The Entities"! People categorize them to make it easier, and it was believed there was 14 facets of them in modern society. They manifest as monsters and things and places that trap and kill any living thing. People can be victims of the Fears, or they can feed it themselves. These people are avatars, and they tend to fall into it unknowingly. Some sorta tilt on the grey scale, others toss themselves into that evil shit. If you're either too obsessive or too fearful of something, you're toast.

The main facet that takes place so far is The Stranger, the fear of the almost human, the uncanny, the "I Do Not Know You." The NotThem is a part of that. They lure their victims in by replacing their loved ones, erasing all mental and recorded memory of the original (excluding analog evidence like tape recorders/vintage photos). Then they murder them, taking their skin and flesh to reuse for their next victims. They do this to feed themselves and their "god".

Actual AU Stuff: So you're like wuhoh, does that mean Ingo's dead? Ingo isn't (because I don't want him to)!!! Ironically Volo's clown time-space tearing shenanigans saved Ingo's ass from being skinned alive so like. Yippee!! NotIngo is the reason why all of Ingo's memories are gone, though. He'll be fine. The NotThem dropped Ingo like pizza, cheese face down on the filthy carpet floor. No one's gonna eat him after that.

Skyla remembers him, because the NotThem always has a few choice people (or one person) that don't have their memories replaced. This is another way to feed off of a bystander's fear. NotIngo enjoys fanning the flames of her paranoia. It's delicious.

There are a few ways, canonically to the TMA universe, you could stop or kill the NotThem. You could bury them under rubble or wet concrete. You could explode them. You could dissolve them into nothing by using relentless gaze of the Beholding, the antithesis of its core existence.

Or like, y'know. Sic a couple powerful pokemon at it.

I genuinely don't think the Entities would do too well in the pokemon universe, since there are actually deities of good (or relatively neutral). A pig can be on fire and like, live with it? The Fears have nothing on general pokemon lore, honestly. Doubt many people would bat an eye.

The Entities hasn't sunken its roots in yet, it's a relatively new force in this universe. Give or take a couple centuries and things could change. This NotThem was bold choosing its particular high-profile target. Ingo and Emmet are verrrry unlucky. (I just really like drama. I live for it. I love doppelgangers too, so this is a two-for-one bonus.)

It's not gonna be too bleak though. They'll all be okay. But like. Losing a bit of humanity never hurt anybody. Just a smidge. Pinky promise.

#long post #ask #submas #tma au

[autumn-sweet-fae]

Nezu Anon here on me account

What if the clans and Galaxy team left a time capsule of sort meant for Ingo and Akari? Like, they tell the two to go to this location in there time and dig it up? It's only by chance no one else found it. Or maybe have a historian or archeologist find it first. Inside are rather well preserved letters and some gifts all for "Warden Ingo" and "Hisui's Hero Akari". A few of them are the clan clothes for Akari while for Ingo it's train figures that Laventon managed to have Rei make. If it did fall into someone else's hand rather then Akari and Ingo, imagine the media if it were to ever make it online.

Also... How do you feel about mega evolution?

Oh I love this! This is fantastic!

I feel like this would be something the Pearl and Diamond clans would have come up with together, both being all about Time and Space. They would keep the stories of the space-time rifts and the hero who saved them and all of Hisui very much alive in their traditions.

Early on I could see Adaman approaching Irida about this idea, so that Akari and Ingo will have a warm welcome when they return to their time and place. Irida would love it and together they would tell the Galaxy team their plans. And from that point on, over the next ten or more years, every year on the anniversary of Hisui being saved, the friends of Ingo and Akari will add to the time capsule. By the time they all finally decide to seal it away, (perhaps after Calaba death?) there are literal stacks of letters from their close friends and so many little momentous and photos.

This will be where all the documentation of Ingo and Akari’s existence is. All neatly tucked away in a time capsule to welcome them to their home time.

Now as to where the time capsule has been all these years, I like to think it has been sealed under the Pearl and Diamond clans protection this entire time. Since Adaman and Irida have no idea what time Ingo and Akari come from and fearing it being opened too soon could endanger the timeline, they leave strict instructions that the seal is only to be opened by the human companions of the Noble Lady Sneaseler upon her return.

Whats funny is, due to word of mouth and The Great Telephone Game of Time, what is actually inside the heavy sealed chest would be a mystery to the modern clans. They just know that there is a ‘prophecy’ that has been passed down that the noble pokemon Sneaseler will one day return and whoever her chosen human is will be the one allowed to open this sacred chest.

And This is why all the Pearl and Diamond clan folks are hesitant to believe the researchers when the news breaks. Because that’s Lady Sneaseler! She has finally returned! Just like the old stories said! Are these ‘thieves’ her human companions the story talked about?

This is why they all call on each other to help Ingo and Akari, this is now involves part of their culture! This Tall Sneasel is Blessed By Arceus according to their old stories!

Also, the fact that this research lab would revive ancient pokemon without even talking with any of the elders for their historical knowledge on what were considered sacred pokemon to their people is very sketchy.

#pokemon #submas wanted au #pokemon legends arceus #adaman #Irida #sneaseler

[alolanrain]

Ta!au HC’s but their more focused on Rowan bc I love his old ass in this au to much

\ if he had to pick a favorite kid between Gary, Ash and Dawn it would be Gary without hesitation. he was the first scrappy little Buizel, a nickname he only ever calls Gary in his head, Rowan willingly brought home. 

\ he wasn’t to pleased when Councilman Kyubi from Unova and Regi, human Kyurem and Regigigas respectfully, showed up at his door at ass o’clock in the morning. Ash and Pikachu, beaten and bruise with noticeable dashes of dried blood on the collar of the kids shirt, looked so pathetic standing between the two adults. swaying on his feet and looking like both he and his partner were about to drop from exhaustion. 

\ Gary saw and snatched Ash right up before Rowan could turn the three away, because being a babysitter is not his problem. Gary works for him for Arceus sake, he can’t get away from the brunette even if he tried. though the Professors steely marine strength resolve dissipated when he saw just how heavily Ash leaned into Gary after the door was closed. 

\ Rowan refers to Ash as a short circuited Rotom in his head. Dawn is the only one who gets the verbal nickname of Shinx, she totally doesn’t rub it into Gary and Ash’s face when Rowans not around. 

\ is actually really sentimental, it’s the old age, and Ingo gets the brunt of it when they officially start dating. 

\  “My shining Gallade” get’s used pretty often along with “Sneaky Zoroark” when he finds Ingo sneaking down the halls to get a midnight snack or to sneak into his office when Rowans working on paperwork to try and steal his attention. 

\ big on words of affirmation, those come easy to both the kids and his assistants. it’s one of the main reasons why it’s so hard to be accepted to be apart of his small group of lab assistants because the man doesn’t trust easy and an open spot is fought over so hard in the science community. 

\ doesn’t give touches a lot, saves the act for when he’s being really sentimental over someone or something, but likes to receive. never flinches away when the kids lean in on him during the early hours of the mornings-when the nightmares are still a little to fresh and they needed just a little bit of support-or when Ingo places a hand on some part of his neck to get Rowan’s attention. 

\ Ingo constantly has cold long bony fingers, seemingly no matter what the weather is like, and Emmet used to hate it when he touched him with them. the kids always flinch away and whine when he teasingly dances the tips of his fingers along the back of their neck when their zoning out or hyper focused on something. he can’t for the life of him make Rowan flinch away. the Professor always leans into the touch regardless if Ingo’s hand was incased in a bowl of icy cold water just mere seconds before. 

\ Ingo naturally just cold as shit and he wasn’t like this before Hisui so it’s definitely a post-thing. like he ran cold-ish for a human being but now it’s like he’s almost constantly covered in ice and snow. he didn’t notice it back in Hisui, when Ash and Dawn repeatedly pointed it out while dancing out of his grip during their sparring but it hinders him a lot now that he’s back in the present time. 

\ Rowan, Gary and Ash naturally carry hand warmers since Sinnoh’s cold and Ash and Rowan’s bones have taken their fair share of beatings but the whole squad takes it upon themselves to always have at least two ones ready and waiting to go incase Ingo suddenly needs them

\ not like Ingo doesn’t already have four in his sweater pockets already. 

\ Sandgem Town quickly becomes the new hot spot of Legendary’s and the two residents just look at what's going on, notices they stick around Rowans house, and decides it’s not worth it to brother the Professor. heading back inside like they were just checking the weather outside. 

\ Gary cooks, Rowan grills/barbecues, Ash bakes, Ingo is good at frying stuff and Dawn tops it all off by making some mean salads with hand made dressings. they try their best to have a somewhat family dinner but since all five of their schedules are so wacked in ways they have to coordinate who’s going to be home or not. 

\ Rowan and Ingo prefer Kalosian based food the best. pasta or a small charcutiery board of prosciutto, kalosian creamy cheese’s like brie, crackers and fruits. both are so used to snacking throughout the day that if their working on paperwork together in Rowans office the older man will make a board so they can eat through it. it seems to make the time fly easier when they do. 

\ Gary is a spice-olic. it seems no plate is spicy enough for him. always offers Ash a bite no matter how hot it is because Ash is a damn foodie and eat it regardless. Rowan always sighs deeply when their out and about in restaurants because Ash will no doubt make a scene. 

\ Ash loves Kantonian food, even though he has very little spice tolerance, but if he had to chose his ultimate favorite food it would have to be extra crispy, thick crust, deep fried imitated-Combusken. he’s had real deep fried Combusken before but prefers the vegan option because the texture of the ‘meat’ is better in his opinion.

\ it’s not like he didn’t feel guilting thinking about May’s Blaziken when he tried it for the first time. 

\ oddly enough that’s not Ash’s favorite part of the dish. it’s just the skin and breading. he will literally leave the ‘meat’ alone and just eat the outer layer of breading and be happy. Ingo is trying to perfect it so Ash doesn’t waste to much money buying the whole thing meal, even if Gary and Dawn happily eat the ‘meat’ part with out Ash having to ask them, but he’s failing horribly since it’s hard to cut the skin off without cooking it. 

\ Dawn has no spice level and actively refuses any bite of spicy-shit that Gary offers. she knows what she likes and sticks to her comfort foods, even if the majority of her diet is junk foods like chips and candy besides the salad she eats every other day. 

\ both Ingo and Ash don’t use phones. Ash because he just doesn’t want to and doesn’t really see the point since he can call people on his pokedex. Ingo because he’s taking a break from the majority of electronics, since he’s been around Lord Electrode Ingo can now hear the electricity running through the house and the lab. 

\ it’s not uncommon for the others to find Ingo reading a book next to a lit flame instead of having the lights on. Ash and Rowan can easily navigate through the dark, Gary just uses the glow of Umbreons rings to watch out where he’s stepping and Dawn just uses the flash on her phone but turned down to the lowest setting. 

\ it’s weird to the other professor’s how easily Rowan can share his space with the four and his more long standing assistants but not his fellow colleagues. it’s a trust thing that he picked up in the Corps and it just stuck. 

\ when Ash is gone and Dawn is off with Barry and Zoey, silence over takes the house. besides the odd argument with Oak over the phone or video feed and the way Professor Magnolia and Birch just talks loud in general there’s rarely any continuous loud noises. it does change when Ash is finally able to transfer all his Pokémon from Oaks ranch to Rowans care, Charizard and Swellow are loud motherfuckers in the morning, but not by much as the majority of his Pokemon enjoy the silence or go scream in the woods that boarder the back of Rowans large backyard. 

#ash ketchum #gary oak #ta!au #subway boss ingo #professor rowan #master gunnery sergeant caderyn laurence rowan #pokemon dawn #rowan/ingo #i need a ship name for those two fucks

[bellafragolina]

The posts about Ingo having self awareness and wanting to be with the player aaaah I swoon! Would you be willing to write something similar to that for PLA? I have to admit I cried a little bit walking through the tunnel with him while he talked about his vague memories. I bought the sneasler kimono and went to the training grounds to battle as much as possible because I just loved seeing him (I even battled him with a low level team on purpose so that I could see the different dialog). I was heart broken when I couldn't help him with his memories. I went to visit a friend and was showing her all my pokemon and I obviously had to show her what Ingo looked like and I literally said "and here's the love of my life!!!" If he could see all that I would die of embarrassment but at least he would know he's cared about? He's a good man 10/10 would fall out of the rift into the world of pokemon just to be with him.

Anon I am weeping, that is so sweet. I do the same damn thing with laventon when showing my friends my save like "that's my husband!" and everything I feel you 100%

🍓🍓🍓

Ingo is very lost. His lack of memories in this strange, dangerous place are a cause for concern, yes, but that's not as out of left field as discovering the disparity of this reality. It's 1s and 0s? He doesn't understand how this could make up his world. It doesn't bode well with his isolation nor his already fragile mental state

Then he sees you, and several things click into place. You're excited about the world you look upon, you call it a game. That must mean this, all of this, isn't real. He reels from the information, trying to sort it and understand it. It even triggers a few memories of playing a similar type of game, like you, but are those even real? Is he or this past he thinks he have, real? Ingo's not doing too hot.

But then you start to talk, mostly to yourself. You coo over your Pokémon, ooze the sweetest things to your team and the ones in your pens. You're always. . . so excited to see him, even from the beginning. You knew his name before he even introduced himself. You lament about someone named 'Emmet' and call him a 'train twin'

You bring forth so many memories for him, and he's not sure whether to revere or damn you for it. But you care? You have to care, you always look so sad when he's there, and you always make promises. "I'll send you back!" Will you? Can you? You're working so hard, your player is always on the go, never slowing down. You care. And he's starting to care too.

He's telling you to take breaks, to not push yourself too hard. He's opening up more about what he can remember, what he's done during the day, just to hear your comments. He nearly responds to you instead of the player prompts a few times; it's hard to keep the distance when you could. . . fix everything.

He finds himself wanting to hold you. Ingo is terribly lonely in the Highlands, and he appreciates your company. He wants to feel your skin against his, embrace you and thank you for everything you're doing. You bring the game to one of your friends, you call him the love of your life, and that's the final straw

He approaches you, the player, but he speaks to you

"I. . . I know you're there." He speaks your name like a prayer, and watches your eyes widen. "I. . . Do you know who I am?"

"Ingo?" You ask aloud, confused.

"I'm the love of your life." He says. A smile crosses his face at your immediate flush. "And you're mine. Your kindness, your determination, I. . . I appreciate it all more than I can say. Please, may we speak? You to me, and me to you?"

"You want to talk with me?" You ask.

"If you'll allow me." Ingo says with a nod. You touch the screen, and he reaches up towards you, wishing with all his heart to touch. "I want to know you. The real you. And I wish to thank you. You make this world less lonely."

Will you join him in it?

🍓🍓🍓

Warden Ingo makes me insatiable sad and horny at the same time. I need to lie down and cry for a minute.

~Renee

#ingo x reader #warden ingo x reader #submas x reader

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#5

wouldn’t it suck if when Ingo returned home, Arceus mentally yeeted Ingo back to the exact moment he left. it’s one thing if he physically blips out of existence and then blips right back into existence, four years older but just imagine that Arceus thinks he’s doing Ingo a solid by not only returning him to the exact time he left, but also the exact age!

(It is not, but Arceus does not know that.)

POV: You are Emmet. Your brother suddenly collapsed, but before you can call an ambulance, he’s already waking up again. You sigh in relief, but it’s short-lived because now Ingo is staring at you like you’re a stranger. He’s saying something, but you can’t understand it. It isn’t any language you know.

Something is verrry wrong.

280 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

#4

non-serious AU where Pokemon fuckery happens while in Hisui and Ingo and Akari switch ages. they get stuck in a space time distortion and when they come out, Ingo is 15 and Akari is 29 but are otherwise mentally the same.

finally the great debate over Ingo’s actual age is settled, but not in the way everyone thought it would be. Melli is so frustrated bc he’s either forced to admit that Akari must just have really, really good genes to looks so young at 50 or that Ingo was actually a lot younger than he’d thought.

Lady Sneasler sees that her warden has gotten so much smaller and her eyes just sparkle. he is truly a little kit now. she’s going to dote on him so much.

tbf the urge to dote on teen Ingo is very strong. his glaring eyes and constant frown wrap back around into being adorable when put on a teen’s face.

Akari is having the time of her LIFE. She’s a cool adult now. Arezu I need a new cool adult hairstyle STAT.

It’s less fun when she keeps hitting her head on things bc she’s used to being short though.

kamado voice: what the fuck is this bullshit

Akari still refers to Ingo as ‘Uncle Ingo’ though, just bc old habits die hard and also it is very funny to me.

Ingo’s coat is too big for him now so he just resorts to wearing it tied around his waist instead. He begrudgingly gives his hat to Anthe to (hopefully) temporarily resize and she sneaks in a few repairs while she’s at it. maybe if this problem doesn’t resolve itself she’ll finally be given a chance to fix his damn coat. it bothers her every time she sees it.

285 notes - Posted May 4, 2022

#3

some other fun facts:

Akari is fifteen years old when she’s dropped into Hisui. Immediately upon arrival, she’s attacked by a wild Pokemon and is badly injured. Irida is thankful that Lord Zoroark was there to find the strange girl and bring her back to the settlement- it likely saved her life. It’s a shame about her memories, however, but it is to be expected with a head injury as bad as hers.

Lord Zoroark frets over the girl the entire time. It’s kind of sweet, he seems to really care about her. Maybe this could be a good thing! This girl has nowhere else to go, and they have been looking for a Warden for him... maybe this is the solution they need.

Akari gratefully accepts the role, although she wishes it didn’t meant living in a tent on the boundary between the Icelands and the Highlands. It’s not as freezing there as the Settlement, but it’s still cold. At least Lord Zoroark will let her bury herself in his fur on the really chilly days.

Ingo does not really know what to make of his new lot in life. He supposes he’s grateful that he’s come to an understanding with the humans, but being assigned a Warden feels... strange. He’s not used to be treated like a Pokemon, as much as he’s always been one. He grew up being raised human, after all.

He does... sort of get used to it. There’s not much he can do about it. He cannot go home, and he’s unsure if it would even truly be a good idea. He regrets leaving things unresolved with Emmet, but maybe it’s better this way. Maybe this is his punishment.

He does grow very attached to his Warden, though. He sees Akari as a little sister, and helps teach her how to survive in Hisui.

A year into living in Hisui, Akari discovers Lord Zoroark can speak human language. He definitely didn’t mean for her to find out. She promises to keep it a secret, even from Irida!

Sometimes Ingo debates telling Warden Akari his name. It would be nice to hear it from someone that isn’t a Pokemon, but he decides against it. He’s gotten somewhat used to being called Lord Zoroark anyways.

It doesn’t matter anyways, because a year later Lord Braviary gets a new Warden. Sabi knows his human name somehow, but she promises she won’t tell anyone else. She also knows he can speak. When he hears she’s clairvoyant, he’s not even surprised. That makes sense.

Ingo befriends a Gligar and a Machop during his time in Hisui, and without really thinking about it, helps train them. It reminds him a bit of his old life, so he enjoys it. Akari thinks they’re his friends, and helps find the items to achieve their final evolutions. People naturally assume they’re her Pokemon.

Akari has a Mismagius and a Lucario! She doesn’t tell anyone that Lord Zoroark has been helping her train them. That would sound so silly!

The Pearl Clan grows to deeply respect their new Noble Pokemon. He is not nearly as intimidating as he first appears, and seems... strangely polite for a Pokemon, much less a Zoroark. For his part, Ingo finds it strange to be spoken to with such respect and reverence but he does get kind of used to it after awhile.

The Pearl Clan also finds out that you can summon him just by blowing three short notes into the Celestica Flute. They do not know that he’s just responding to a reasonable approximate of a train whistle.

Even after Ingo is restored to his human body and everyone returns to the present, Ingo and Akari keep calling each other ‘Warden Akari’ and ‘Lord Zoroark’ out of pure force of habit. They sort of give up on correcting it after awhile.

334 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

#2

scenario where Ingo returns to the future but he’s still in Sinnoh and doesn’t have his memories, so he just chills there for like a year until someone finally recognizes him as the missing Subway Boss and gets into contact with Emmet.

He’s just been living in Celestic Town all this time. Most of the elderly locals just know him as the very polite young man who helps them with the upkeep of their homes and daily tasks that become more challenging as they start to get older. One of them lets him stay a spare room in their home, and they all just sort of assume (not incorrectly) that he’s a time traveler who ended up in the future and doesn’t have anywhere else to go. Cynthia visits her grandmother a couple of times during that year, but she always just misses him so they never end up meeting.

Ingo simply did not realize he’d been returned to his own time! He didn’t remember! So he just did what he did in Hisui- adjusted. At least he got to keep his Pokemon with him this time. He’s pretty sure he didn’t the last time! He’s just starting to think that this is something that just happens to him every couple of years or so. Occasionally he challenges trainers who pass through, always excited for the rare chance to battle and help these young trainers improve their technique.

377 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

akari’s arc-phone has a food delivery app. if she uses it, a tiny portal forms in front of whoever was unlucky enough to pick up her order at which point they just sort of. drop the bag through the space time hole. it’s a little jumbled up once Akari catches it, but hey!! she’s got take out now!!

Akari: UNCLE INGO CHECK IT OUT. I CAN GET US BURGERS.

(Akari places the order. Seconds later, a bag of fast food burgers drops from the sky. she catches it expertly)

Ingo, who definitely does not remember what a burger is but does know he’s been craving one: BRAVO AKARI

506 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

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[randomwriteronline]

The girl old man Ginter has stuck to his side does not listen to him.

Correction: the boy Ginter has stuck to his side does not listen to him.

Correction: the man Ginter has stuck to his side does not listen to him.

Correction: he does not listen to anyone.

Correction: she does not listen to anyone.

Correction: she does not hear.

It takes some trial and error to properly figure everything out, including the stranger’s name, spelled out in strange finger gestures and a loud thrilling voice: Briosa.

Volo dislikes Briosa.

She is precise, she is efficient. She does her job without even questioning why, where, when, how, who, or what. She gets her supplies and chases down potential costumers, gets them in a corner, screams about ingredients at them until they cave in and buy something; then she grows completely quiet, grabs him, and proceeds onwards like a Rapidash on a mission. She follows him impatiently on his detours searching for plates, smacks his hand off of her when he touches her, shrugs when he manages to convey a question in her direction.

She knows nothing, and she never speaks.

In short, she makes for terrible company.

At the very least the guild cannot fault him for slacking off anymore. If there’s something she never stops doing, that’s working.

And fiddling with her hat.

Her not-Ginko issued hat.

She outright refuses to be parted with it, and Volo won’t be the one incurring into her wrath trying to get it off her head. Another merchant already broke a wrist like that; he won’t be her second victim.

(In truth, he won’t be her fourth victim.

Little warden Sabi was already frightened to death when Briosa promised to eat Lord Braviary whole upon finding out the Noble was a Psychic type; warden Gaeric, on the other hand, would have very likely died in the topless hand-to-hand fight which followed the man refusing to put on a shirt to ‘COVER THEM UP, SLUT’ as she had ordered. His only saving grace had been a bout of some illness that had her gasping for breath until she downed the strongest potion in her backpack.

She had then turned around and called him a slut boy, saying he wasn’t shit and she was going to get him eventually.

She and Volo are now indefinitely banned from the Icelands.)

The shape of her headgear is strangely familiar; Volo realizes where exactly he has seen it before when they meet the foreigner warden of the Coronet Highlands, and he notices they both wear the same exact design. The white haired amnesiac (he too can’t help him on his quest to learn more about the true Almighty Sinnoh, and so Volo resents him ever so slightly) buys some simple rice cakes from her while she stares right in his face, her mouth wide and pressed into a perfectly straight line as always, expression unreadable.

Then the strangest thing happens: she parts her lips and tells him: “You speak very loudly, don’t you!”

And even weirder is - she’s perfectly right.

She explains to Ingo that the trick is lip reading -- that she can tell because he opens his mouth so wide and takes so long to finish his words, and she does that too. She spends a little more time telling him of another example (of how she can tell ‘very’ from ‘verrry’ by the stall and puckering of the mouth) which both taller men listen to with remarkable interest before both merchants decide it’s time to part from the warden.

Briosa stares at Ingo for a while longer as he walks away.

“He’s a bit wrong,” she remarks.

Volo gives her a look and mouths, as clearly as he can: “How so?”

She shrugs: “He looks wrong.” she just repeats.

That’s the first proper conversation they have with each other.

The closest they’ve had to one before was when she instinctively caught a Buneary. It had taken three Pokéball in quick succession (she had gotten them on a quick visit to Jubilife Village), thrown with terrifying precision each time the previous one failed until the little thing finally stayed put; she had grinned, all teeth and inexplicably menacing eyes, and she had chirped, beyond joyful: “Did you know that nothing on this green Earth will ever hate me half as passionately as the little bitch in this ball?”

Volo had shaken his head, vaguely concerned; she had just widened her god-awful smile and laughed: “I love him so much.”

That Buneary is a Lopunny twice her size now. And with it there’s a Drapion, and a Walrein. All huge, all terrifying, all very much loving their obnoxious and violent little bastard of a partner as much as she clearly adores them.

Briosa is good at battling. A natural.

An expert.

Volo wonders where he might have pulled her from.

-

The woman kicked a Stunky.

She kicked. A Stunky.

Across the damned swamps.

Made the damned thing fly.

Because it bit her.

This is what they finally gather once she wakes up once cured from the poison at last because nobody believes the account from the one who saved her and who swears to have seen her do something so dangerous and brave and careless and exhilaratingly unheard of, through a few rounds of rather hard but not impossible charades - because the woman doesn’t speak, for one reason or another. She makes very clear gestures with her hands, gestures that must have meanings, but that none of them can understand.

Either way, she is fearless. Kicking a Stunky, and that hard, to retaliate a bite! Around an Skuntank, no less! And such nonchalance with it too!

That is what Adaman tells her once he learns of her misadventure, genuinely impressed, and she just waves her hand dismissively. She has faced worse, then, apparently...

Insanity: that must be what she has.

But she is also polite, and very beautiful, and very foreign for certain.

Whatever dress she had when she came, it’s unusable now, the materials composing it ruined beyond recognition, and her slippers fell off her feet as she stumbled about in a poisoned stupor - but her coat is mostly safe, voluminous and airy, a vibrant yellow, much softer and much warmer than Bibarel fur. Around her throat dangles a strange necklace, a sort of metal cable with iron shells at its ends, their insides soft. It’s unlike anything any of them have ever seen, and she herself doesn’t know what such a strange piece of jewelry might mean, but it is assumed it’s likely the gift of a lover (if anything to make sure nobody bothers her too much, since - again - she is very beautiful, and some people are awfully bothersome with lovely individuals who do not talk).

Mai teaches her the alphabet, as she does know how to write, but only with symbols that are absolutely incomprehensible. At last, she can introduce herself to the Diamond Clan.

Her name is Elesa.

She does not know where she comes from.

All the children are scared of her a little, because she always fights with Pokémon who bother her when she goes gathering supplies through the Mirelands (and since she always comes back, she always wins); she uses this to her advantage to make sure they don’t cause trouble.

Not that they don’t have reason to fear her. They can see it throught the uniform - she could crack a wooden branch with a flex of her back.

That’s why she’s the unofficial guard of the settlement.

Arezu likes her a lot, since the woman seems to enjoy dressing up and modifying clothes, and letting the warden change her hairstyle as she pleases.

She picks up embroidery, she picks up sewing; makes herself shirts and jackets and dresses for the fun of it, tries to piece together jewelry of some kind. She has no use for any of this, knee deep in the mud as she usually is, so she gives it all away to the other women and men of the settlement - she even gives some to ancient warden Calaba, uncaring of the fact that the venerably old woman also spends her days in dirty waters, or that she is of the Pearl clan; she spends quite some time with her, in truth, comfortable silence rippling through them as they sternly smack Hippodowns trying to nibble at the Sootfoot Roots they have worked hard to pick from the earth.

She knows how to use a Pokéball, too. The first Pokémon she tames is a Sligoo, then a Petilil, then an Ursaring: by the time they’re all fully evolved, they’re almost as tall as her - which is certainly a feat, because she’s really tall. That’s also when she stops kicking and brawling with the pests picking a fight with her, knocking them out instead with her partners.

She’s a natural! She insists Adaman should train his Leafeon with her, even though she’s way out of his league in terms of strength. A few still try to take on her challenge, especially kids: when she lets them win she gives them little tokens that she carves out of stones, to congratulate them.

(It’s a habit of hers, it seems. One from before.

Before when? It’s very unclear.

She makes a lot of them, as if she is expecting many challengers to come through to fight her. She must have lived in a very animated, very dangerous place; that’s why she’s so fearless.)

They don’t make Pokéball in the Diamond settlement; she gets her own from a pair of wandering merchants of the Ginko guild, an awfully curious man and a shouting little thing who terrorizes half the settlement.

She hears the menace loud and clear, and when she’s in front of her she doesn’t think and signs on instinct, asking what the wares may be.

And the little thing shuts up in an instant -- and signs back.

They have a good conversation, in perfect silence, about prices and what to buy; they snicker when the merchant’s peer asks what they are talking about and sign quicker, keeping him out of their discussion about how weird he is.

My name is Elesa, she finally introduces herself.

The other replies with a slew of letters shaped by only three fingers - at least, those seem to be letters, but she can’t understand them, and she mouths what?

“Oh!” the merchant shouts then, with eyes huge: “You speak!”

They stare into each other for a moment.

This has happened before, Elesa signs slowly.

Briosa (as she learns the little thing is named after the shock of deja-vù expires) nods, mouth a perfectly straight line: I think so.

That’s the last time she has a proper conversation with someone.

The little shouting merchant hasn’t come back in a long while. She carves another little badge out of reddish and blueish stone, planning to ask her for a match if she ever shows up again.

Elesa can’t shake an incomplete feeling of familiarity.

-

His name is Emmet. That much he does remember.

He also remembers that he has a brother.

An older brother. A dear older brother.

Not what he looks like, or what his name is - but that’s a start.

Peselle thinks that one of these days she will have to chain him to the bed before he ends up breaking his leg (already martoriated with bites and punctures and bloodloss) by insisting on dragging himself to Prelude Beach every time he can, whether near literally crawling or misusing the crutch she uncautiosly provided him with, asking the security corps if they’ve found his brother yet.

That’s all he cares about: if they’ve found his brother yet.

He tells them to look a little further on the cliffs, or on any other shore.

At last, one day, after hefting him up in her arms and gently carrying him right back on the bed, Zisu sits next to him and tells him she needs to know a couple of very important things from him.

She asks him, firstly, if he remembers if his brother wore clothes similar to his.

His head lolls a little: yes, he concludes, he must have. They always dressed similarly. Verrry similarly - and he rolls his Rs.

She asks him then if he remembers if his brother was with him, before they found him on Prelude Beach.

He admits he doesn’t know. But it’s very likely that he was - he and his brother are always together, inseparable. They are a... And his gaze unfocuses for a moment. They are a... He struggles a moment, wordlessly, before he at last shakes his head -- he doesn’t remember the right figure of speech, but the point remains: they are two things that go together, always. They are always together.

He doesn’t understand why Zisu seems heartbroken at that.

But she explains.

She explains that they have searched for the shipwreck from which he most definitely came (because nobody simply appears in the middle of the ocean from nowhere and starts drowning), but haven’t found any trace of it, which means that it has sunk completely - if not immediately then slowly, in the passing days. She explains that no other person was found, and that when he was rescued they had to let his heavy coat be lost to the depths or it would have dragged him along with it.

She explains that he is the only survivor of that tragedy, and that his brother likely did not have anybody to lessen the weight soaked on his back, nor the stamina to swim to shore or fight against the Pokémon circling around him.

She explains that his brother died at sea.

Emmet stares at her.

And he cries.

Like a child, with big tears and no sound at all; she just rubs circles on his back as that strained smile he hasn’t been able to wipe off his own face disappears and he remains still and quiet on the bed where Peselle finally can finish mending his wounds until he is fully able to stand again, if with a little help from a crutch or a cane sometimes, when he puts too much strain on his leg, and by that time he has somewhat worked through his all-consuming grief.

He has legs now, but nowhere to go; he is welcome to stay in the village, but he must make himself useful like everybody else.

So he chooses to train with Zisu, to join the security corps.

His zeal to ensure safety can’t exactly make up for the weakness of his body, but he insists, and he insists, and he insists. The others are worried -- wouldn’t you prefer something simpler, like helping the professor, or Tao Hua? You are still frail - maybe you can ask Beni to work at the Wallflower, or Dagero at the photography studio? No; he insists, and he insists, and he insists.

After the fifteenth time she knocks him over on the tatami, Zisu has to ask him, leaning over his face to assess if she’s hurt him badly in some way: “Don’t you get tired of this?”

He shrugs, struggles to pull himself up, accepts her helping hand: “What I do. What I say.” he replies: “Always the same.”

What he lacks in physical strength he makes up for (much to Kamado’s suspicion and chagrin) with his prowess at handling Pokémon. His first outing in the Fieldlands ends with three of them being in his care, a fourth one acquired already on his second patrol. Then all of a sudden he returns to Jubilife, and along with a Staraptor, a Bibarel and Luxray he introduces his fellow security corps to his very own Wyrdeer.

The clans are so shocked that neither have the strength to consider blasphemy.

The commander orders Zisu to keep a leash on that boy, watch him closely - have him stop wandering about, especially when he joins the professor’s expeditions. Emmet is perfectly fine with his limitations.

Safety first, always.

Phrases like that are all he has left of his previous life, together with some sort of commemorative coin, blue and white and with a strange pattern, which he held onto even as he was drowning. Dear old Lucille has kindly made it into a charm for him, once she noticed how devotedly he would hold it -- a charm against homesickness, which wrecks him so.

Emmet holds it around his neck, under his jacket, close to his heart.

It works only a little bit.

#pokémon #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon volo #pokemon elesa #submas emmet #pokemon ginter #submas ingo #pokemon adaman #warden mai #warden arezu #warden calaba #pokemon peselle #pokemon zisu #commander kamado #briosa pokemon #random writing #ive dubbed this au Everybody Gets Eebie Deebied #basically elesa and emmet and briosa (an oc) all get thrown in hisui and get some nice amnesia as a bonus #warden gaeric #warden sabi #woooops forgot to tag those two

[waywardstation]

I had a horrible little Ghetsis Wins AU idea... >:3

Basically, what if Team Plasma found and captured Ingo and Akari before they found Emmet? With his memories gone, Ingo would be very easy to manipulate, and that's what Ghetsis does best. Imagine Emmet's horrified reaction. Has this been true all along? Why would Ingo help Team Plasma?

Of course, Ingo figures it out eventually, but he also works out that he and Akari will be... Gotten rid of, if anyone finds out. Maybe during a rebel raid or something, they let themselves be captured and dragged back to be interrogated.

To everyone's confusion(and suspicion), Ingo and Akari are more than willing to answer any questions they're given. Even on the way there, they stop resisting once they're out of the other Grunts' sight. Curious... Eventually, Emmet is called in to talk to them. He's always been better at telling when people are lying than most others in the tunnels. Ingo and Akari do their best to fill him in on what happened, but maybe neither of them has the full picture, and they both know their story is fantastical at best...

"I am Emmet. You are a verrrrry bad liar... Except that you are not lying. You are Ingo. And I'm so, so happy you're back."

Bonus points if they had someone from Hisui tag along with them and get stuck with Team Plasma... I'm thinking Melli or Rei because I like Rei and Melli could be sorta funny and/or lead to some development(please I just wanna see him become a better person HE'S SO MEAN BUT I THINK THERE'S POTENTIAL IN THERE SOMEWHERE)

OH THAT REUNION OP I LOVE THESE THOUGHTS!!

Purely hypothetical adding onto the situation, but I wonder what it would be like if they don’t know what they’re doing at first; Ingo doesn’t remember the events leading up to his disappearance (at first), and perhaps Akari (going with the Akari is Dawn headcanon) was aware something was happening in Unova at the time, but all the way in Sinnoh, they didn’t have exact details as it had just happened when she gets thrown into Hisui as well.

So they’re wondering what happened; the streets are covered in ice and snow, it’s freezing, and visibility is incredibly limited. Ingo is dressed for the weather, but Akari is not.

Ingo takes Akari into a nearby destroyed clothing store, now a structure with the side blown out of it. It doesn’t provide much shelter from the cold, but it’s something. Why are so many clothes lying around in the store still? Ingo shifts through the rubble and finds a coat for her, but before long, Plasma grunts happen upon them.

Civilians are not allowed to take from the rubble of the stores.

————

After the Grunts encounter them, they recognize it’s Ingo. He’s back! And ingo begins to remember things; this is team plasma, and he has a feeling he was heavily involved with something about them right before he was pulled into Hisui.

To capture them, I’m sure the grunts would have to separate Ingo and Akari from their Hisuian teams pretty swiftly. But it would be interesting to get Ingo and Akari into Ghetsis’ base; in a moment of realization in seeing and talking with this guy again, Ingo can remember more of what’s going on, and escape the base with Akari (use their survival skills they developed in the Hisuian Wilderness!).

Being there though, perhaps Ingo and Akari can get their stolen Hisuian teams back as they run out. (Perhaps in another moment of remembrance, would Ingo also grab his old team back? Can you imagine how happy his Pokémon would be?? Or would it be better for him to save them at a later date?)

After that, perhaps Ingo yanks Akari towards Gear Station to hide, which he promptly remembers. Stepping on the premises of the seemingly abandoned station, the two alert an alarm system set up (an overwhelming amount of joltik and galvantula??) except, some of the remember Ingo!! This isn’t a grunt attack! They drag them both underground, where finally, Emmet and the rest of the underground civilization (or what’s left of it) can’t believe who they’re seeing in front of them.

And haha can you imagine Melli with team plasma?? I’m unsure if we should yank someone from Hisui into Unova, as it would be very hard to get them back where they belong, but Melli is just such a fun character in general, that would be hilarious haha

Thank you for your thoughts OP!!

#Ghetsis Wins AU

[kelpiemomma]

Wild West Train Gang AU Jackie!

I love them.

Jackie and Akari are HIGHLY antagonistic towards each other. It started off as genuine antagonism where Jackie would straight up bully Akari (then going by Dawn) for whatever they could find. Her shirt wasn’t tucked in, her pants were too loose, she fed the horses too late, she was too slow, etc etc. Dawn/Akari never spoke back, just did her best to not let them find fault with her. When she did everything perfect and Jackie STILL criticized her one day, several months down the line, she went to the next level.

She isolated Jackie by saying she needed to speak to them and then just tried to fuckin beat the shit out of them. Jackie being like, twice her size, was not beat. However they DID find it amusing and courageous and reeled back on the bullying until it was eventually just teasing needling. Jackie and Akari snip and snap at each other a lot but it’s never serious anymore.

Upon first arrival and intending to mock Jackie, Akari kept calling them “Slim Jim” due to their height and super slim build. Jackie responded by calling her “Mighty Mouse” and “Ankle High to a Cricket” bc of her short height. They still hardly ever refer to each other by their actual names, saving that in case of emergency.

Jackie is most protective of Akari after Ingo and Emmet, though they absolutely ride the twin’s coattails on “most protective”. Neck and neck. Jackie is the first person to keep an eye on Akari when they’re gone for work and always has her back. They’ve managed to ward off many people who think they can mess with Akari because she’s short and slim by just being around- their height and expressions can be pretty unnerving. It’s like a fuckin scarecrow staring at you. In return, Jackie is the first person Akari goes to if the twins are gone. Sometimes if she needs help covering something up or buying something in secret (or sneaking off the ranch) she goes to Jackie first.

They have the kind of sibling relationship where one of them would put hair dye in the other’s shampoo. They’re the kind of siblings where they can pick on each other but as someone tries to join in on the needling they turn around like a rabid dog to defend each other.

Ingo and Emmet just hope they don’t one day accidentally kill each other.

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upper left, above left full body image: Jackie

Middle left, directly below left full body image: “Slim Jim” 6′8″ x ???

Directly under middle full body image: “Mighty Mouse” 4′6″ x 10 y/o

Directly above right full body image: Protective Older Sibling Mode: Activated

Directly below right full body image: Akari 5′6″ x 17 y/o

comic:

Left panel: Hey, hey! Twiggy, c’mere! (Akari) arrow pointing to Jackie that says “doing chores” with a question mark above Jackie’s head

Middle panel: What’d you see, toadling? (Jackie)

Right panel: THIS, SUCKER! (Akari)

Lower left panel: Ahahaha! You fell for it, you fucking idiot! (Akari)

Lower right panel: *screaming* (Akari) You little shit! (Jackie) Jackie, put her down and get back to work. (Ingo)

#kelp tracks #wild west train gang au #akari #jackie #ingo #ingo and emmet tend to go easier on akari when she and jackie get in trouble #she's everyone's favorite #ingo also absolutely saw the entire water trough dunk going down #and he allowed it to happen because he thought it was funny #but hey he's gotta protect the baby #put the baby down and get back to work jackie #no not down in the trough gently deposit her back on the ground

[leggerefiore]

cw: alien au, implied injury, ingo talking about The Lore

You flinched as Ingo held you to him desperately. Tears poured from his eyes as his cells rapidly coursed through your body to help mend the injury brought upon you by an attack. Your eyes closed as you took a breath. Everything felt surreal. Humans hated them, you knew. You used to. His silver eyes gazed down at you with such love and adoration that you froze. No matter the loud noises around you, the screaming and pleading, only he seemed to matter. “… We travelled the universe endlessly,” Ingo's soft voice called to you, gone was the terrifying authority it held at times like this, “Our planet failed to provide what our species needed and slowly we each died off one by one.” His hand pressed to your cheek. Those beautiful eyes closed as he recalled his memories of crossing the vast expanse of space.

“We were desperate when we left,” he continued, “A terribly made ship that became nothing more the rubble within an instant. Our bodies were made for situations that were not so different from where we found ourselves. Yet, the amount of time we spent like that… Our bodies degraded. At some point, we were nothing but so little cells that our comprehension was so weak. We were barely aware that we were alive.” Your wounds were completely healed. His body pressed yours to his. Tentacles coiling around you while his forehead rested against yours. “Then, we reawoke. Inside something, we began to borrow cells from them to create more our own. Our consciousness returned, and we were aware,” his hands held your sides tenderly, “Emmet wished to use them as a means to pilot this new planet, but I felt… grateful. They saved us. I convinced him with ease, the feelings bothering him, too.”

Kisses were peppered across your cheeks. Any attacks from opponents were blocked. You were safe from any harm, as was he. His gem sparkled ominously, a familiar warning that he was more than the form he inhabited. “… Dearest, your kindness will never go unappreciated by us,” he responded, “I love you; we love you. You are the saviour of our species alongside ourselves, and the only one that I believe we could ever feel these warm feelings toward.” Your lips met for a few seconds of passion. Ingo's emotions swirled through his careful words and affection. You were their mate. One of the most important things to them. Pulling away, the tentacles moved away to reveal a setting sun over a destroyed cityscape.

He stood at the edge of the building he had taken you into it and sighed. Emmet floated high above the wreckage, with clear distress from him. “Our race is likely dead," Ingo spoke solemnly, “All we have is each other and you. We will rebuild. Not all humans will perish, that is not our goal. You will see one day… We'll be happy.” You watched as Emmet turned to float over to you both.

One day, you felt certain you would.

Hybrids of humans and their species would walk the earth, and long-forgotten would be this fight.

Ingo took you to meet Emmet in the middle.

#ingo.ima #submas.ima #alien au

[teamconductors]

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Lost Tracks of Time, Chapter 8

Summary: Sneasler guides Team Conductors to a certain pokemon in search of a way to recover Ingo’s and Emmet’s memories.

Author’s Note: This chapter contains one of the hardest battles to write so far, mostly due to who the opponent was. I hope you enjoy this!

Thank you @furiouskettle for Ingo and Emmet’s designs as Sneasels!

(Shippers DNI)

In the Pearl Guild’s library, Ingo, Emmet, and Sneasler gathered around a table to discuss Ingo and Emmet’s theories about their memories. Calaba kept a careful eye on Chandelure and their blue flames and mentally prepared to use Water Pulse in case something goes wrong with that pokemon.

“And what is a train?!” Ingo asked. He held a shortlist of the items from his bulletin board. “The records about pokemon trainers were familiar, but we haven’t found any books about trains! Emmet and I deduced they are for transportation, but there’s something amiss about why we know so many terms yet can’t remember trains themselves!”

“Yep. It’s verrrry weird,” Emmet said.

“Just like you guys. Alright, cool. So there’s a small number of pokemon rumored to affect and maybe recall memories, but there’s only one within our region that owes me a favor,” Sneasler said. She flipped through a book called Sinnoh’s Legends. Upon reaching the entry she was looking for, she slapped the book onto the table in front of Ingo and Emmet.

“Uxie?” Ingo read out loud. “Uxie, Uxie… Do I know that name?”

“”The Being of Knowledge”,” Emmet read. “Our memories are the ones on the ground, Sneasler, not our knowledge.”

“Don’t sass me, Emmet. Uxie has the power to erase memories, so I’m thinking they can help restore them as well.”

Ingo closed the book and slid it back to Sneasler. “So we set our destination to where Uxie resides, which is-“

“Lake Acuity,” Ingo and Sneasler said at the same time.

“Oh no, don’t do that stuff with me!” Sneasler backed up from where Ingo sat. “I don’t need to give these pokemon anymore reasons to think we’re siblings.”

“They’ve made up their minds. You should embrace it, Big Sis.” Emmet’s smile remained on his face as Sneasler gave him a venomous glare.

“Lake Acuity is our destination then. Emmet and I already conducted safety checks, so we can leave immediately for a straightforward journey,” Ingo said.

“Don’t put your cargo before the engine or whatever. Lake Acuity and the other two lakes got swallowed by mystery dungeons ages ago, and the one that got Acuity was the Snowpoint Ruins, which is like Bonechill Wastes but norther.”

“Our destination is Lake Acuity via the Snowpoint Ruins route. Got it,” Emmet said.

“Since we are entering a mystery dungeon, could we check the job board for any Snowpoint Ruins rescues? I would feel guilty of enlisting the help of a Noble without that, at least,” Ingo said.

“Never stopped you before,” Sneasler said. “But sure, whatever makes you feel better, Ingo. Let me punch your tickets and get out of here, aight?”

Sneasler, with both Sneasels in her basket with freshly punched tickets, stood in front of the job bulletin board, reading their locations: Ancient Quarry, Grueling Grove, Veilstone Cape, Deadwood Haunt, and lastly, Snowpoint Ruins.

“Oh. Oh yeah, there’s a job.” Sneasler ripped the paper from its pin. She sighed. “It’s a Distorted Floor.”

***

Snowpoint Ruins had a snowy floor like Bonechill Wastes, but while the wastes’ snow was packed into a dirt-like surface, the snow in the ruins covered the stone floors. The stone brick walls were decorated with lit torches and the occasional carvings of dots in geometric patterns. The dungeon was unusually barren of pokemon, save for the occasional Bronzong or Bronzor that would melt under Chandelure’s fire. The team breezed through the floors, allowing their minds to wander and for the Sneasels to enjoy the snow crunching beneath their feet.

Eventually, Sneasler stepped down a flight of stairs and was greeted by darkness. Snow sparkled along the ground but hardly counted as a way to see the floor. “Oh, here we go.”

“We reached our first stop. Let’s find our client Tangela first,” Ingo said as he and Emmet walked down the stairs. “Then we can get him through the terminal to outside.”

“I hate how the light beam door things always go to the outside of the dungeon.” Sneasler crossed her arms. “Why can’t it just go to the rest of the dungeon instead of making us start all over?”

Chandelure was the last one to enter, and the stairs disappeared behind them. “Chandelure, light the way please,” Ingo said. Chandelure smiled and floated down a corridor.

After walking through several corridors, the group saw their client run down a hallway towards them. “Good day, Tangela!” Ingo said. “We are Team Conductors!” Before Ingo could finish his spiel, Tangela sprinted and jumped at Ingo’s body, making him fall flat on his back.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Tangela said. After realizing he was on top of Ingo, he jumped and circled Emmet and Sneasler like a child presented with ice cream. “I haven’t been able to see anything for so long! I just wanted to run, but I kept bumping into walls! Thank you!”

“Alright, Spaghetti Legs, just get in the basket,” Sneasler said as she took off her basket and slapped open the top. She already had to deal with Ingo and Emmet; she didn’t want to keep track of a hyperactive Tangela. He hopped into the basket, nearly knocking it over. Sneasler promptly closed the lid and got her basket back on her back. “Okay, I haven’t seen any light beams yet, so keep going.”

Though the dungeon floor was completely dark, Chandelure’s flames provided enough light to show that their footprints in the snow marked where they have been. After a half-hour of walking, the group encountered footsteps from much earlier in the day.

“We made a round trip,” Emmet said.

To confirm Emmet’s suspicion, Ingo pulled out the map of the floor. Chandelure’s flames barely allowed the group to see the map. “We explored the entire floor?”

“How?! I didn’t see a single light thing!” Sneasler said. She yoinked the map from Ingo’s hands and put it up close to her face. “We actually went through the entire floor. What the heck?”

Ingo gently grabbed the map from Sneasler’s hands to look at it again. “…Oh, that’s peculiar. There is an icon for stairs!”

“There is? In a Distorted Floor??”

“Set our destination there!” Emmet said. He began walking in the direction of the stairs with his arms and legs straight and swinging wildly. The others followed behind him.

The map showed that the stairs was in the very corner of one of the rooms. When Team Conductors got to the area, Chandelure went ahead to float right on top of the stairs that would go to the floor below them. However, their light displayed a problem even from a distance.

“It’s just a hole in the ground,” Sneasler said as she got closer. “How is it stairs?”

The two Sneasels and Sneasler gathered around the hole and saw more darkness below them. Looking around the edges of the hole gave the group the answer to the burning question.

“The stairs are upside-down!” Ingo said. He pointed to what he looked at. Indeed, the stairs went away from them and faded into the darkness. Sneasler’s jaw dropped. “These Distorted Floors are getting stranger each time we visit them.”

“Verrrry strange,” Emmet said. “But this is our only route forward.”

“We don’t know how far down below it goes,” Ingo said. “Jumping down will likely result in broken legs. Chandelure, do you think you could float all three of us-“

“Four of us!” Tangela said from inside Sneasler’s basket.

“All four of us down?” Ingo asked. Chandelure frowned a little but still nodded.

“Actually, if Chandelure provides some light, I could climb down the steps,” Sneasler said.

“Very well. That should ease the load on Chandelure’s arms,” Ingo said.

“And one more thing… Ingo, I want you to go down the steps, too.”

“Pardon?”

“Listen, I can do scaling easily, but you can’t just rely on me and Chandelure to get everywhere all the time. You’re a Sneasel, for goodness’s sake! You need to learn to climb.”

“While I appreciate your encouragement, I am not sure if I can. Last time I tried to climb, my hands got stuck in a tree, do you remember?”

Sneasler pinched the bridge of her nose. “As if I could forget. I can’t believe Irida called me to help you… but that’s why you need to practice.”

“I was there on the tree. Do I need to practice climbing, too?” Emmet asked.

“Yeah I remember, and yes you do, Emmet. But I’ll deal with you later. Just… hang out on Chandelure and be encouraging or something,” Sneasler said. “Watch me.” She laid on her stomach. Tangela could be heard tumbling around in her basket as she turned around and hanged her legs off the hole. Her claws hooked onto the edge of the stair entrance as she let her body hang. Her feet swung then held onto the stairs, and she began scaling down. “Your turn, Ingo!”

“Very well… Follow the rules and drive safely.” Ingo hooked his claws on the edge of the hole and dropped down. His small body swung around, and his feet scraped at the stone stairs. After a purposeful swing, he was able to gain a footing. He took a claw out of the entrance and hooked onto one of the stairs. He did the same with his other hand and grabbed onto the next stair.

“So far, so good,” Sneasler said as she looked up as Ingo. His legs shook when he removed his hand from the stone.

“All aboard!” Emmet grabbed onto Chandelure’s arms and let himself dangle. Chandelure floated down the hole, keeping pace with Ingo’s climbing.

Each of Ingo’s movements were deliberate. The texture of his claws digging into the stone made his fur stand on ends, but he had to press on and avoid thinking about how far out their destination was. Emmet cheered him on in spirit.

Then, after several successful steps, Ingo found that he dug his left hand too far into the stairs. He tugged and tugged but couldn’t get the claws out.

“Sneasler, he’s stuck,” Emmet said.

“Damn it.” Sneasler was a couple steps below Ingo, so she had difficulty seeing him. “Don’t panic yet! Make sure your other anchor points are solid and relax your hand.”

With Ingo confident his other hand and feet were firm, he tried to allow his hand to loosen up. Of course, it was difficult to relax when thought about trying not to fall, how far down they were, how upset Emmet and Chandelure would be if he got hurt from climbing, and several other unpleasant thoughts that wanted to make Ingo’s life hell.

“Ingo, you got this.” Emmet’s words rammed through Ingo’s head.

Ingo took a breath in and, instead of relaxing his hand, dug his claw into the stone until he broke through it. The pieces of stone barely missed getting into Ingo’s eye. “Bravo! I know it’s only one victory, but I did it!”

“Good job, but we’re not on the ground yet. Keep going.” Sneasler, even at her strange angle, was able to see the shaking in Ingo’s legs worsen. His strength was giving out. “Actually, hold on.” Sneasler climbed up the steps and picked up Ingo’s body with one hand. “That’s enough for today.” She placed him on top of her basket.

“Are you certain? I can continue climbing, Lady Sneasler,” Ingo said.

“Yeaaaah no. Just stay there, please.”

After climbing down the stairs for another minute, Emmet found that Chandelure lowered him to the ground, and Sneasler let herself drop and fall a couple inches.

“Wait… why aren’t the stairs disappearing?” Sneasler asked.

“This is another Distorted Floor,” Emmet said.

Ingo took out the map. “The map reset. This really is a different floor.”

“So now we have multiple Distorted Floors in one dungeon? Seriously??” Sneasler asked.

“It appears so. Let’s hope we find our terminal this time.”

The team only needed to walk another 5 minutes before they found it.

“THERE IT IS!” Sneasler ran towards the beam of light that only she could see. Chandelure and the Sneasels could barely keep up her pace. Sneasler nearly tripped over her own feet, but she tore open the beam while running past it. “Let’s get outta here. This place gives me the heebie-jeebies.”

Team Conductors took the portal to the outside of the dungeon. It took Ingo and Emmet a moment to get used to the sunlight after being in the Distorted Floors for over an hour, but Sneasler just immediately dumped Tangela out of her basket like a tube of dough.

Tangela immediate jumped to his feet and ran around Team Conductors. “We’re outside! We’re really outside! Thank you!!”

“We’re not finished yet,” Ingo said. He took his badge off his coat, and Emmet did the same next to him. “Allow us to transport you to the Pearl Guild. All aboard!”

“Thank you! Wee!!” Tangela’s body sparkled as he teleported away in a beam of light.

“Finally! He kept shaking around in my basket. I was getting worried he’d fall out or something,” Sneasler said.

“Thank you for your assistance as usual, Lady Sneasler,” Ingo said. “The Distorted Floor should have disappeared with everyone exiting, and our journey to Lake Acuity should be much more straightforward now.”

“Hopefully,” Emmet said.

***

Indeed, the second dungeon trip of the day was much smoother without the threat of a Distorted Floor. As before, the first half of the dungeon was barren of pokemon, save for the occasional Bonzor or Bronzong. The second half of the ruins, however, was filled with psychic pokemon, forcing Emmet to stay ahead to protect his brother. Though Sneasler shared the same type weakness as Ingo, she had strength and Shadow Claw on her side.

The group arrived at the bottom of the ruins. In a large carven stood a lake so large that it seemed that only water-type pokemon could cross it. The center of a lake housed an island with an entry to another cave.

“I don’t remember the lake being underground,” Ingo said.

“That’s probably a mystery dungeon side effect,” Sneasler said. “…Wait, what?”

“So Uxie should be at the center island. How shall we cross the water?” Ingo asked.

“We could build a track,” Emmet said. “Or use Chandelure again.”

The ground rumbled beneath everyone. First it was subtle, but the tremors increased, causing rocks and dust to fall from the ceiling.

Ingo noticed Sneasler facepalming. “Lady Sneasler, do you know the cause of this?”

“I totally forgot about this bit,” Sneasler said.

Something rose from the lake in front of the landlocked group. Water rushed over it, obscuring its form but making it clear that it towered over every pokemon in the cave.

“So… Uxie likes to protect themself by making an illusion of a gigantic legendary pokemon fight anyone who comes close,” Sneasler said.

When the water completely cleared, the giant was revealed to be a white figure with yellow and black rings and three sets of eye-like gems. Dots ran down the center of its “face”. Strange foliage covered its body, especially the top of its head and along the legs.

“And this one looks like… Regigigas.”

“It’s an illusion. Can it still battle us?” Emmet asked.

“Yes, it can battle. It can hurt you.” Sneasler and her companions watched the Regigigas walk onto the ground. “…And it can kill you.”

“Good day, Regigigas illusion! My name is Ingo, the fellow next to me is Emmet, and… Huh?”

Regigigas drew its arm back. Ingo Bulked Up and watched the giant swing its arm to punch Emmet. Ingo ran to push Emmet and take the hit, but the fist just stopped short of decking Ingo’s entire body. Ingo and Emmet were understandably confused, but then the black rings around Regigigas’ arm came to life and grabbed Ingo. Before Emmet could try and rip the vines away from Ingo, the black vines lifted his body up and into Regigigas’ just-opened hand.

“Ingo!” Emmet yelled, trying to jump up as if he could personally free his brother.

With Ingo in its hand, the Regigigas copy squeezed. Regigigas’ Crush Grip made the poor Sneasel scream. He normally liked pressure on his body, but Ingo heard and felt something cracking. He couldn’t think of any possible way to escape.

Sneasler dropped from the sky and screamed as she fell claw-first and struck Regigigas’ wrist with Dire Claw. The illusion’s grip on Ingo loosened. Ingo took a sharp breath, and he went back to screaming when he realized that he was falling.

“All aboard, Ingo!” Emmet hung on Chandelure’s arms, as Sneasler had used the ghost pokemon to gain the high ground. He and Chandelure were above Regigigas and flew down.

Ingo caught Chandelure’s arm with the ends of his claws, but he pulled himself up to see Chandelure’s face. “What a last-minute stop! Bravo, Chandelure and Emmet!”

Chandelure flew around to get back about the Regigigas illusion. Sneasler used her claws to hang onto Regigigas’ arm and repeatedly struck it with Dire Claw. “Why aren’t you getting poisoned, you giant ass?!” A shadow drew over Sneasler. She looked up and saw Regigigas’ other hand coming to grab her. She ran up its arm and onto Regigigas’ head. Chandelure shot Will-O-Wisps at the giant pokemon, making its foliage burst into flames and Sneasler cuss from being so close to the fires. When his pokemon floated above Regigigas’ head, Ingo dropped and landed next to Sneasler.

“You learned Drain Punch, right?” Sneasler asked. Emmet’s Ice Shards whizzed past her head and struck Regigigas.

“I did,” Ingo said.

“Good. Get healed.” Sneasler drew her hand back. Energy swirled around her fist, and she Drain Punched the illusion on its head. Ingo mimicked the same move and found himself feeling better. Regigigas stepped forward. The movement caused Ingo to lose his balance and slip off the pokemon. Sneasler and Chandelure were both prepared to catch him, but Ingo caught his claws on one of Regigigas’ eye-like gems.

Sneasler suddenly dropped down to the ground. Wondering why, Chandelure and Emmet from above noticed pink energy surrounding the giant pokemon. “Ingo! That’s Zen Headbutt!” Emmet let go of Chandelure, making the poor ghost panic. Emmet was able to kick Ingo off Regigigas before it ran forward straight into the cave wall at a faster speed than any of the pokemon expected.

“Emmet! Are you alright?!” Ingo asked. Though Emmet’s dark-typing neutralized Zen Headbutt itself, his small brother was still crushed by a pokemon at least six times their size. Regigigas stepped backwards, revealing Emmet’s body pressed onto the wall. Emmet pulled an arm out of the wall and gave everyone else a thumbs up. Chandelure, angered that their trainer’s brother was hurt so much, unleashed Mystical Fire at Regigigas. Sneasler ran up with another Drain Punch.

Ingo ran up to Emmet, who fell out of the wall. “Emmet, how close do you believe we are to Victory?”

“Hm… Closer than you think,” Emmet said. He saw the pokemon’s black vines struggled to try and grab Sneasler. One step at a time, Regigigas turned to face Chandelure and Sneasler. “One combination of attacks should finish it. Follow the rules!” Emmet formed several small Ice Shards into one large shard in his hand.

“Drive safely!” Ingo’s hand swirled with draining energy.

“ALL ABOARD!” Ingo ran forward and jumped up, preparing to strike. Emmet threw his Ice Shard right above Ingo’s head. The Ice Shard fell in front of where Ingo’s fist would strike, allowing him to drive sharp shards of ice into Regigigas in addition to Ingo’s super-effective Drain Punch.

Ingo fell back to the ground. The Regigigas illusion stood completely still, then it tipped over. Sneasler and Chandelure ran away before the pokemon was able to get one last Heavy Slam on them before it fainted. The ground shook with the fall of the giant, knocking down Ingo and Emmet.

“Huh. Nice work,” Sneasler said. She stepped over the black vines to meet up with Ingo and Emmet. “You guys good?”

“That was a fun battle. I hope we fight like that again,” Emmet said.

“I didn’t like the Crush Grip, but I’m glad it’s over,” Ingo said as he carefully stretched to make sure his body had no broken bones.

Sneasler looked down at the illusion and kicked its arm. “…Huh. This is the part where it disappears. Why isn’t the illusion disappearing?”

“…I am not Uxie’s illusion,” Regigigas said, their voice echoing through the cave. “I… am the real Regigigas.”

Sneasler’s eyes widened as Regigigas stood back up on their feet. “What the hell??”

“…Did we just battle a legendary pokemon and win?” Ingo asked.

“We did!” Emmet flapped his arms and oversized sleeves. “I am Emmet. We battled and we won!”

“Why the hell is the real Regigigas here instead of Uxie’s illusion?!” Sneasler asked.

“…You are the Noble of the Cliffs. …I apologize for fighting you. …I was sleepwalking and attacked anyone before me. …You fully woke me up,” Regigigas said.

“Regi, you didn’t answer my question. Why are you here?” Sneasler asked.

“…I can trust you and your companions. …Follow me.” Regigigas took the three non-floating pokemon in their hand and carried them across the lake to the central island. The water came halfway up Regigigas’ body. Once the giant reached the island, the team walked inside the cave while Regigigas waited in the lake.

Inside the wet cave, a lone pokemon laid in the center. The pokemon was smaller than Ingo or Emmet and had a yellow domed head and a single red gem on their forehead. They were curled in a fetal position with twin tails wrapped around their body.

Ingo ran ahead of everyone else, immediately sensing something was wrong. Ingo placed his hand on Uxie’s body, consciously making sure he did not poison the pokemon. “…They’re alive. They’re still breathing.” Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the gem on Uzie’s head was cracked.

“What happened?” Sneasler asked from over Ingo’s shoulder.

“…I am unsure,” Regigigas said from outside. “…Uxie called to me to wake up. …By the time I found them, they were comatose.”

“Crap, this is serious. We need to get them out of here.” Sneasler took off her basket and placed it on the damp ground.

“Please hold on, Lady Sneasler. Regigigas, would you allow us to transport Uxie to the Pearl Guild for medical attention? The pokemon at the guild would be more than capable of protecting them. Does that satisfy your safety concerns?” Ingo asked.

“…The Pearl Guild is a trustworthy location. …I will allow it,” Regigigas said.

“Emmet, your badge please.” Ingo and Emmet removed their badges from their coats and presented them to Uxie. Uxie’s body glowed, and a beam of light teleported the pokemon out of the dungeon.

***

In the Pearl Guild’s infirmary, Uxie rested on a bed that, unlike the other beds in the guild, was a proper mattress with sheets. Gaeric the Glalie watched over the pokemon, waiting for a healing salve he prepared and slathered over Uxie’s gems to take effect. The infirmary was empty, but outside the entry stood several Pearl Guild members, including Irida, Chatot, and Team Conductors.

“This is concerning,” Irida said as she closed the door to the infirmary. “And you have no idea how this happened?”

“My apologies, Guildmaster Irida. Regigigas had no suspicion as to how it happened, so neither do we,” Ingo said.

“…Okay. Since Uxie is down, I want to check on the other Lake Guardians as well. I’ll inform Adaman about the situation and ask his guild to check on Azelf at Lake Valor. Lake Verity… both of our guilds are rather far from there, but I believe we are closer. I will have another team go there to visit Mespirit tomorrow morning. Did you get all that, Chatot?”

“Yes, I did,” Chatot said.

Irida turned to face Team Conductors and Sneasler. “Thank you for finding Uxie. I fear what would have happened had you not thought to visit them.”

“They would likely still be in a coma,” Emmet said. Ingo nudged him with his elbow.

“I’m still wondering how this happened… But I doubt we will get answers today. For now, you are dismissed. Again, thank you all for your service. You earned your rest.”

Team Conductors and Sneasler walked back to their tent in silence. Ingo, Emmet, and Sneasler stood around Ingo’s bulletin theory board. Chandelure floated above the group to provide light.

“Well, that mission went off the rails. Sorry, boys,” Sneasler said.

“No need to apologize, Lady Sneasler,” Ingo said. “We were able to transport Uxie to safety, which is a higher priority than our personal matters.”

“And we battled a legendary pokemon!” Emmet’s hands shook from the excitement. “I had fun.”

“Glad you’re having fun, nerds.” Sneasler crossed her arms and frowned. Her gaze drifted as she was lost in thought and settled on Ingo, who was staring at his board as though something would literally jump out at him. She smiled to herself.

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