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ghostypetrainer · 2 years

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What if volo stole ingos body right when he went to hisui? Volo isent going to be as careful about keeping ingos body empty for him.

He also might not have the best security for the body since it's not like it can just walk out the door (until it does just that)

Emmet geting notified that the police have found his brother but it's not his brother it's just some stranger inhabiting his body. Would Emmet still be willing to kill this person for the sake of keeping his brothers body empty for him?, would he even be able to if he tried?, would the zoroark community be the one to put their foot down and tell him their not doing it?

Or would he accept that his brothers body is no longer his brothers? Maybe he takes the new person in and eventually relises that hes a big brother now

Ah, that is the question, isn't it? Emmet loves his brother. He wants to make sure his brother has a body to come home to. But... Emmet is also human. And nipping a potential human consciousnesses in the bud before it really has the chance to develop is much different from destroying one that has already developed to the point where it is already able to make its own choices and even speak. That's a person! That's a human person!

That's a stranger in his brother's body. That's a stranger with his brother's practical knowledge, but blessedly, they do not seem to have Ingo's memories. So he debates. He debates... but he's human. He can't do it. He is so, so sorry.

Ingo... understands. His brother is human. There's lines he can't cross because he is human. And because his brother does not want him to cross that line, he will not. But the thing about Ingo is... Ingo is a Zoroark. He's not human. He holds onto a lot of guilt for replacing Emmet's original brother... but only because he understands how humans works. But he does not work like that! Neither do any of the other Zoroark. He certainly never showed any remorse for what he did to his host body's parents. If it were up to him, he would have no qualms about destroying the developed human consciousness that now inhabits his body. It's just in his nature.

But it's not his choice, it's Emmet's- and he relents to his brother, because he loves his brother. He'll just have to get very good at using his illusions now, and they can be triplets, he supposes.

#asks #zoroark possession au #submas #Ingo still stays Ingo but the stranger in his body becomes a new third person #would be fucking wild if he ended up being like. more into planes or something. and yet has all these train facts stuck in his head #finally skyla has plane bestie. even if the circumstances are weird as shit #wild times for the nimbasa city natives. subway boss ingo split in two. one of them is a zoroark. the new guy doesn't even like trains #cyan tag

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antihibikase-archive · 8 months

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I'm going to relocate the Team Galactic admins to Unova I think it would be funny

#antihibikase.txt #((Saturn was technically the only one invited to help out Cynthia but))#((Mars and Jupiter came along too))#((I think Mars would look for a job in Nimbasa.))#((Arezu moment. She studies fashion and wants to be a hair stylist. Elesa sees her potential and has her as an understudy))#((Jupiter though. Pondering my orbs))#((Grimsley voice: guys. we dont need another shady scientist working for the league))#((Jupiter voice: that shady scientist was your bestie though lmao))#((Maybe working in a science related field or. Living a casual life somewhere))

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anamnesiis · 1 year

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It'd been about a year since he'd last tried this, and if Ingo thought that would be the end of it, he was dead fucking wrong. Emmet had just been waiting for the perfect opportunity to try again- when his last attempt had all but faded from his brother’s consciousness- when he was LEAST expecting it.

“GOOOOOD MORNING INGO!!!” He nearly shouted, in a voice that was way too loud for 7 AM, waving energetically as he rested his elbows on the table in front of him. Once Ingo had come a bit closer, the younger twin carefully pushed a warm mug towards him. “I made you this!” It LOOKED enough like coffee at first glance, so hopefully Ingo would be too groggy to double check.

Hot Koolaid Ambush™

Ingo was quite literally dragging his body out of his room, the obvious look on his face that he hadn't fully woken up yet. Actually it was more like he was still more asleep than not. Despite this he gave his sibling a tired wave and a small noise that was his attempt at saying good morning.

Pulling the chair away from the table he dropped himself into the seat. The warm beverage reached for. How would he ever make it through their early mornings without his sweet little brother preparing his coffee? Well sometimes he wasn't always so sweet and considerate when waking him up but this time was different.

He allowed the mug to warm his hands for a moment before taking a long sip. His grogginess not allowing the smell of boiled Koolaid to register until it was too late. The drink already down his throat before he made a disgusted sound, his expression turning to match.

That was ONE way to wake him up.

"E-Emmet you little--!" Uuugh it tasted so gross-- Quickly he was looking around to see if there was water-- his actual coffee... ANYTHING THAT WASN'T BOILED KOOLAID TO WASH THE TASTE AWAY!

#▼▲ goths of nimbasa ▲▼#ic #wrongtrain #bestie why

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0boko · 2 years

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emmet would see me being very reserved about stimming in front of him, hold a gun to me [JOKINGLY. TOY GUN] and be like “stim. Now.”

#i'm sorry. i'm so hyped for splat 3 and i also can't stop thinkin' about ingo and emmet #so i'm just. imagining us seeing a splatoon concert in nimbasa city #and all of us having a good time. stimming the concert away.#ingo is especially happy! because in hisui i would sing and stim to splatoon songs and now he..#..can finally bond with me over it!#emmet is like YES. STIM. GO CRAZY. HAVE FUN BESTIE!!!#infodumpin’

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thesmpisonfire · 2 months

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Some more info about the Legends Arceus AU :]

- Pac and Mike run the Battle Subway, Pac is responsible for double battles while Mike deals with the single line

- Bagi is the gym leader of Nimbasa, but instead of a rollercoaster themed gym for electric type, its a fun house type with enigmas to solve to get to her, the Psychic Gym Leader

- Cellbit and Bagi at first fought to get the position, but then Cellbit gave up because he got accepted to work at the Nacrene museum, he loves to be sent to Relic Castle for research

- Tubbo moved from Sinnoh recently after his own pokemon adventure, he now works in the Battle Subway as well, aiming for the position of Subway Boss one day

- Quackity works in Castelia at the battle company, it's not the best job ever but gives enough money. He and Cellbit used to be rivals during their respective pokemon journeys but now these two have weekly meetings to get castelia cones and shit talk their respective coworkers

- Sometimes Pac, Mike and Bagi join in too to crash at Quackity's apartment since he's the only one with enough money to have a big apartment (Bagi constantly donates most of the money she gets as a gym leader to fund the museum and the nature preserve)

- Soon enough, they all adopt Tubbo into their group when he moves to Nimbasa and is the fastest person to complete Bagi's puzzles in years and beats both simple lines with record time

- Felps lives with Cellbit in Nacrene city, he works at the city's cafe and basically followed Cellbit there when he moved to work at the museum. They're childhood besties

#qsmp #pla au #these are just the present folks :]

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noire73 · 2 years

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Part 3 of an art dump I started on early March. The Nimbasa Trio!

There is nothing as magical as sharing one single brain cell amongst your friends.

First one (in case someone wants clarification) Elesa has been making a lot of puns and although Ingo does find them funny, Emmet is trying his best to not drop their maybe-slightly-tipsy bestie.

#pokemon #nimbasa trio #ingo #emmet #elesa #my art #noire73 #subway masters #submas #subway master emmet #subway master ingo #gym leader elesa #Elesa's model face cracks me up for some reason

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fourphoenixfeathers · 2 years

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Fun fact! A while back, @ingo-ingoing-ingone and I were talking about an alternate ending of my submas fusion au where instead of Ingo's heart being hurt, it was Emmet's.

As a result, Ei slowly became more and more like Ingo as Emmet's influence faded. Because of my headcanon that Emmet likes stars and space, I associated this au of my au with Saturn by Sleeping At Last.

Cut to last week, my besties in discord were discussing how there are too many dead Ingos in the fandom and not enough dead Emmets. And i got an evil idea.

Not only does Ei lose Emmet's heart, Emmet dies entirely. By the time Akari catches Arceus to heal Ei, Emmet's long gone, and Arceus can only unfuse Ingo from his dead brother.

When Ingo goes back home to Nimbasa, alone, he finds Elesa and a verrry familiar ghost. A ghost who's been around for centuries, waiting for his brother to catch up.

Ingo and Emmet share Ingo's body through possession. They miss being really tall, but at least they can still do the four arms thing if Emmet pops his hands out of Ingo's body. :>

I've been calling this variation of Ei "Saturn" because of the song. I even have fun names for Ingo and Emmet! Ingo is Atmos (short for atmosphere) and Emmet is Rings!

#submas #ingo #emmet #ei #submas fusion au: ghost edition #ei halloween episode lmao #okay but lowkey these guys have so much trauma #saturn do your safety checks (self care) challenge go!!!#temporary character death #wait how could i forget to tag the. the name.#saturn #rae art

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leggerefiore · 1 year

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Icy Night

cw: power outage, freezing a bit, fluff, ingo has confidence issues about relationship, frosmoth ingo

pairing: Ingo/Reader

summary: Your power goes out in an ice storm. Frosmoth Ingo laments about his inability to warm you.

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The Frosmoth hybrid would admit his worry with ease. The weather was much too chilled for any normal human to survive without any heating source. Naturally, his nature as an ice-type excluded him from this issue, but you… His frown could only deepen as you shivered and pulled the blankets tighter around you. You both had moved out of the city and into a more rural area to make living together an easier thing.

As much as you tried, you could not hide the distress the judgment of others about your decision to openly be in a relationship with a hybrid did to you. Bug hybrids, moths and butterflies, especially, were often viewed as little more than a nuisance or even a pretty sight. There was still judgment for any humans who decided to pair up with hybrids, of course. Unova was an odd place to Ingo at times.

It was your relationship with him that had led to your current circumstance. You shivered more. The area you moved into really was just outside out of Nimbasa, but just enough out that power issues became a problem in such a terrible storm. Ice coated the branches of the trees thickly, giving them an ethereal shine in the light. Its beauty was only skin deep, as issues became more apparent as the branches drooped lower and lower.

Ingo felt annoyance at the inadequate attempt by humans to stop this disaster from happening. Your lack of electric types meant everything appeared a bit hopeless. Emmet promised to help as soon as he could, knowing his horde of Joltiks alongside his Galvantula and Eelektross could easily remedy this issue. He was stuck at work, unfortunately. Even if he stated it was an emergency, the city was currently in one too by the unexpected weather and basically ordered him to stay. Elesa, offering her support remotely, apologised as she was out of country for work.

It was just you two together, and his blatant inability to warm you. He felt awful. Somehow, everything felt like it was his fault. Checking the phone for any updates from Emmet yielded nothing new and left him concerned. Your situation kept him endlessly worried. Ingo forced himself to remain still, fully aware of the chill his wings could bring with a single flap.

“I'm sorry, my love,” he apologised and gazed at the door desperately, “This is my fault… I should take responsibility.” Your eyes gazed into him harshly. Shaking your head, you crawled closer to him. It was a foolish move to cling to him, you were fully aware, but the hurt in those glittering eyes of his could kill you, too.

“Hey, it's okay,” you cooed, “It's not your fault. I really doubt you went outside with the pure intentions of creating an ice storm.” His antennae twitched a bit as his wings pressed further into his back. “Besides, I doubt any singular Frosmoth could cause this weather disaster.” He pouted deeply at that and shook his head.

“I most certainly could if I put my mind to it,” he argued a bit. You gave a light laugh at the image of Ingo flying as fast as he could and trying to cause an ice storm from a tundra in the middle of Unova. “... That's not what I meant… We wouldn't be here if it was not for my selfish desire to be with you,” he continued. You pouted this time.

“Oh, so you're the only one selfishly in love, then?” You joked, “What do you call my feelings for you, then? Selfless? Just really close besties?” His cheeks flustered a pale green tinge as he averted his eyes. “Ingooo, I'm just as selfishly in love with you as you are me. If not more. I was always into moths, you know.” A light joke, but one that sent him into a few chuckles as used his upper-right arm to clear a build up in his eyes and his lower pair to hold his stomach. You smiled.

“... Would any moth do, or did you prefer ones that are difficult to cuddle in the winter?” he asked, lightening up a bit.

“Mmm, I tried a Venemoth hybrid, but they were a bit toxic,” You gave another joke. “... I liked one that talked a lot, was oddly fascinated with, and on his younger twin too much. He was a bit a sweetheart despite his frigid appearance.” You laid a hand on his shoulder and beamed up at him. “I love you too much,” you softly poured your heart to him, “Don't blame yourself. I know Emmet will be here soon.” He took that hand softly and desperate, wished he could give you the warmth you so needed.

Emmet came and decided it would be best to just bring you both back to his apartment. His worry about your and Ingo's safety piled up, and he was not taking any risks. By the time you arrived at his building, you crept into the warmth of his apartment and curled up in Ingo's old bed with a yawn. The room had remained basically unchanged, Emmet clearly happy to have Ingo return at any time. You were out within minutes, and Ingo let out a relieved sigh.

The younger twin observed you both with curious eyes. “You know, my offer to stay with me is still open,” Emmet told his brother, who currently fumed on the couch while gazing out the window, “I don't mind two people living in my home. I am only here like… Mmm… thirty percent of my time?” With his hat off, Emmet's small antennae were plain as day. Ingo frown grew stronger. Why could he not have been born the more human of the two? Then he could live a more banal life with you. Even the shallow warmth of Emmet's skin made pure envy rush through him.

The knowing look on the younger's face tormented him. Emmet sat beside him and wrapped an arm around him. “Brother, are you jealous of me?” he cooed. Ingo shook his head. It was something he would never admit aloud. Emmet did not have the best life either, forced to keep a secret about what he was and never able to make overly deep connections, with the worry they may out him as an incomplete hybrid. Ingo still envied the pseudo human life he achieved, even if Emmet himself would have preferred to be a bit more wild.

“... It would be better,” he told him, “If I was like you.” Emmet sighed and leaned back, looking at the window at the worsening weather.

“I don't think so,” the younger twin replied and stood up, “Are you hungry? I have some stuff in the fridge.”

“I eat ice.”

“That's what I was talking about.”

Ingo hated how much he laughed at that.

The morning arrived to you waking up to an empty bed. Yawning, you got up from the warm embrace of the Litwick printed duvet to find wherever Ingo was. Emmet's bedroom door was shut, so you headed into the living room. It was there you found the moth hybrid napping laid out on the couch. His antennae laid off his head, almost appearing as messy strands of hair against the soft colouring of his actual strands. The fuzz around his neck glittered with small ice fragments, and you gazed out the window to see a soft snowfall as opposed to the heavy ice from the previous days.

You softly caressed Ingo's chilled cheek, which stirred him from a slumber. A loud yawn came from him and he slowly opened his eyes. He stared at you with gentle affection for a moment before pressing himself deeper into your palm. Before he realised what he was doing and retreated away. You clicked your tongue. That would not do. Not in the ever encompassing warmth of Emmet's apartment.

“Ingo,” you teased, “You can be affectionate here, you know.” To further your point, you crawled into his lap and nuzzled into his fluffy neck with a sigh. Ingo made a distressed noise but came to hold you quite quickly. Soft kisses were pecked to your head, where his antennae lightly tickled you. His lower arms remained tightly around you, but his upper ones came to hold your face softly. Your eyes stared deeply into his for a moment.

“... How can you love me?” he asked after daring to break the contact, “You're so wonderfully human, while I am so… Disturbing.”

“Disturbing?” you laughed, “I will admit I never thought I'd see a picture of a baby Snom devouring a curtain much to their mother's horror before, but I think it's bearable.”

“Is this what you must bring up every time?” he sighed and wished Emmet had never shown you it. His brother had a fascination with showing it off like he never ate curtains himself. “I meant… My inhuman traits.”

“What about them? I like your extra arms,” you smiled, “Your antennae are cute, your fluff is enjoyable to bury my face into, and your wings are one of the most gorgeous sights I have ever seen.” Ingo's face once again became a lovely pale green shade as he tried to suppress the joy your words brought. It was impossible to miss the shine in his eyes. “Ingo. I love you, even if you're a weird moth who likes trains despite being able to fly.”

The love in your eyes did not evade him, and he swallowed. There was no fighting this, he supposed. As long as you were happy with him, then… Then, he would allow himself to be happy with you. A soft, chilly kiss was pressed to your lips as a soft hum came from Ingo. When you finally parted, he spoke once more. “I love you, too, my dearest,” he told you, “If you'll truly have me, I will give you all I have.” You giggled and nuzzled your face into his fluff again.

Emmet stood rubbing his eyes and looking at you two gush your feelings to one another with a slight pang of envy in his heart. Would he ever find some like Ingo had? It was a scary thought to think him older brother would leave him behind one day. He was happy for his relationship with you but terrified of being alone.

“... Brother. On my couch?” he joked. Ingo jumped away from you with such talent, both you and Emmet remained awestruck for a moment.

Ingo then fell into gushing about what he was totally not doing.

#ingo x reader #ingo/reader #pokemon x reader #pokemon ingo x reader #pokehybrid au

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es46 · 10 days

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With Mistralton's focus on growing food in the fields for the planes to transport, I think it makes a nice muse that Skyla feels the theme and does some gardening in her spare time. Makes her closer to nature, with how open and airy Mistralton can be. And all the better introducing Elesa to these simpler joys. Must be nice for her to mix it up from Nimbasa's glamour and dazzle now and then. A good day spent with the bestie/girlfriend can't go amiss, right? Credit to InuStrider - Inu Strider |Art Orders Open!| (@StriderDogArt) / X (twitter.com)

#pokemon #airplaneshipping #skyla #elesa #gym leader elesa #gym leader skyla #pokemon elesa #pokemon skyla #pokemon black and white #pokemon gym leader #gardening #unova #casual

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miniongrin · 8 months

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Statute of Limitations (Immortals AU)

Wrote 800 words for an AU that’s been rotating in my brain for over a year that I still haven’t written, but I’m posting this anyway because I do what I want.

AU context, sparknotes edition: Ingo couldn’t get sent back directly to the future for timey-wimey reasons and spent 140 years immortal, chilling in the Coronet Highlands. Accidentally befriended/tamed/domesticated the feral cat of a man we know as Volo (also immortal) while he was waiting to catch up to the future and his twin. Now the Nimbasa trio has been reunited for over a year and Volo is the twins’ weird roommate and Elesa’s bitchiest bestie.

“Hang on,” Elesa says one night, as they’re sitting around the twins’ living room eating Sinnoh takeout, two and a half hours and two-thirds of the way into an hour-long documentary on Hisui. They keep pausing to give Ingo and Volo the chance to expound on whatever topic the documentary didn’t have the time or information to elaborate on themselves; Ingo’s infodumping is familiar and comforting, while Volo’s is a bit of a surprise but hilariously bitchy. Even when the documentary gets things right. “Volo—you consulted on this? Historically?”

“That makes it sound like I did so fifty years ago,” Volo sniffs. “I was a historical consultant on the topic. Mostly by mail; by the time they were making this, Cynthia was a little too popular for me to go wandering around Sinnoh without a good excuse for looking like her fraternal twin.”

So, yes, but in fifty words instead of one. Cool. “You like… you got paid money for this? Is this your job?”

Volo makes an dismissive sound. “Yes, I got paid for it, but it’s not exactly reliable work, nor does it pay greatly. As a historian, the best money is in research grants, but those are a little hard to get a hold of without extensive history at a university, and my need to shuffle identities every decade or so did clash with the need to accumulate that sort of history.”

“…So, yes but no?”

Volo rolls his eyes at her. “Yes, but no.”

Elesa mulls over that. She doesn’t unpause the documentary just yet, because there’s a niggling question in her brain now—

“Do you have a job?” Emmet asks before she can. “You’re here a lot.”

Volo huffs, deciding to take offense in that catty way of his, so Elesa jumps in before letting him answer: “Dude, you’re clearly loaded, I have never once heard you say a thing about hopping back and forth between here and Sinnoh and plane tickets aren’t cheap. Frankly, neither is this apartment, and I’d be surprised if you’re just letting the twins pay for it all.”

Volo regards her shrewdly for a moment, then hums as his eyes slide away. “Don’t worry about it.”

That is the least satisfying answer on the planet. She and Emmet immediately turn to Ingo for answers.

“I do not worry about it,” Ingo says immediately.

Elesa and Emmet’s eyes meet. Weird, suspicious emphasis with no real answer. Hmmm.

“I am Emmet. Are we harboring a fucking criminal?” Emmet demands.

Volo sputters. “I beg your pardon? That’s your first assumption?”

“That’s not an answer,” Elesa points out, entertained. “He’s only going to get more suspicious the more you avoid giving one.”

“And you, of course, are virtuously on my side,” Volo mutters bitchily. “The disrespect! And here I thought we had something. A camaraderie, if you will—”

“It’s not like you’re a poacher, Ingo would worry about it a whole lot if that were the case,” Elesa interrupts him. “I can’t really imagine you beating someone up—”

“I can,” Emmet says.

“—without going full-on crazy eyes,” Elesa corrects herself. “So this hypothetical crime you may have committed and have definitely not denied committing is probably, y’know. Petty. Which fits, because you are a petty, petty bitch!”

“I,” Volo says with dignity, “am the classiest bitch any of you will ever meet.”

“I am the classiest bitch in this room, but nice try.”

“You’re all cutting-edge fashion and avant-garde, that’s not the same thing as class.”

Elesa gasps loudly in overblown offense. “You take that back!”

“Ladies, you are both pretty,” Emmet intones. “Ingo. Has Volo committed crimes? Yes or no.”

Ingo pinches the bridge of his nose. “He doesn’t have a valid birth certificate and yet has had a functional passport for decades despite being stuck at twenty-seven. Of course he’s committed crimes, we knew that already.”

“I am Emmet. I meant for money.”

Ingo shrugs and reaches for a new can of soda. “Well, that’s none of my business.”

“Ingo.”

“Look,” Volo sighs, “can any of you truthfully tell me that you’ve never talked to a particularly out-of-touch gentleman whose lone battling Pokémon is holding a useless nugget of gold worth more than everything you have on your person and thought, you know, I bet I have an island somewhere that I could sell this moron?”

There’s a beat of silence. Emmet snorts. Ingo puts a hand over his face that doesn’t hide the amused curl to the corner of his mouth.

Elesa cackles. “Oh dragons, you scam rich people for a living? I need to hear about this right now immediately. Story time! Funniest scam you’ve done, let’s go.”

“Accusing me of being a scam artist now?” Volo snips facetiously, but he’s smirking. “I will confess to nothing. …At least, not until I have the chance to check the statute of limitations for a few things.”

#immortals au #submas #i don't know if i should be tagging this snippet as submas but the au as a whole definitely fits the tag sooooo?#no one can stop me #anyway volo is actually in the credits of the documentary that they're watching #but only under his Eccentric Historian alias for obvious reasons #also volo DOES do a lot of historian stuff in his free time (verifying artifacts and translations mostly) but it's more of a passion hobby #his tastes are too expensive to actually live on that sort of money #despite being born in 1848 and 100% being able to rough it with the best of them volo just exudes city slicker vibes to me #also sometimes the vocational paths cross #mostly when volo gets peeved at some specific person with a private historical collection he's being paid to verify something in #and he decides that for the good of the historical record he has to liberate a few things. preferably the rarest/priciest things

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mamamittens · 2 months

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I forgot how vexing but fun OC crafting is when it's totally based off of a random idea and not anyone specific.

Pokemon (verse pending) OC

Any ideas for design improvement, feel free to let me know. The eyes are not negotiable tho lol, I just had trouble with the hair and jacket color.

Loose Pokemon style art. Her bestie is a Togapi named Yolky who has since evolved to Togetic.

I like it when the Pokemon trainers have an aesthetic based off their main but didn't want it to look like she was TOTALLY born to have a Togapi.

She's unreasonably strong and inherited the assets and heirlooms of an aunt who ran a consulting business for breeding Pokemon. Asset includes money, a few dwellings since auntie traveled frequently, a shiny Chandelure named 'Little Helper', and a weird egg pendant that can determine if eggs are viable or compatibility (and causes eggs to spawn with increasing frequency and rarity the longer it's worn but she doesn't know that).

She has no idea Little Helper is maxed out because they're technically a bodyguard and have helped hatch many eggs, gaining experience over the years compared to more sedate trainers.

She's ridiculously strong, as is Yolky, but that's entirely by accident since she never did Pokemon battles. Yolky just trained with her over the years though they desperately want to rock someone's shit. She also has no idea they're a shiny cause Togepi is already rare and their aunt never mentioned that when they hatched. Yolky often braids random sections of her hair to have footholds for hitching rides whenever.

She's easy going, happy to help, and has a dry sense of humor. Perpetually closed eyes but isn't blind, it's just her 'polite' smile she constantly wears. That and her stare is intense with a tendency to unnerve. She's also very confused where the hell all these eggs are coming from and why there are so many irresponsible parents/owners running around. Helper keeps laughing at her because they know what the 'charm' does and their ability, flame body, is NOT helping the rate of all these eggs hatching.

Loose idea for plot, whatever variant of team rocket is in her new area absolutely notices her shiny Pokemon and surplus of eggs. Maybe even knows what her charm does. And they want that.

She is not amused. Yolky says to square the fuck up, nerds.

No idea about her name yet but was playing around with the idea of her last name being 'Hatch' or some egg pun.

I currently really love the train dudes so maybe she moves to Nimbasa lol

Not even for romance, I just really vibe with these dorks. Idk what to tell y'all

... I should try and beat the Pokemon games I missed out on cause I lost interest JUST WHEN THEY STARTED GETTING CREATIVE, THE BASTARDS.

#mittens rambles #pokemon oc #back on ny bullshit #you will never predict what will take over my entire soul next #i cant even

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yaboyhoney · 1 year

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can you do one where the reader is Arospec and is in a qpr with Ingo and Emmet?

I'll do my best! ^w^ Submas x Arospec Reader

Growing up, you've always been told the same generic story. You'd meet the "one" and live happily ever after, but around your late teen to early adult years you realized that it wasn't really what you wanted. You're content with your friends and family, there doesn't really seem to be a need for a romantic partner. Not to say you haven't at least tried, you did on a few occasions but you weren't able to feel the emotional connection a lot of people are able to convey to romantic partners. Despite this, you don't feel a lack of emptiness or belonging, you're not some husk waiting to be filled. You are a whole person that knows your boundaries and are content with who you are. But living a life such as this does tend to get lonely, as often times people would engage in friendships with you, only to break it off when they realize they won't get their "reward" which is your romantic love. You've got the occasional friends here and there that are aware of your boundaries but it can be hard at times recognizing when people are being genuine when it comes to friendships. Which is why you're so appreciative of the friends you do have, Ingo and Emmet.

Ingo and Emmet are similar to you, falling under the acearo spectrum. They aren't attracted to others romantically or sexually, only finding an interest in others who would like to be friends. Them both being celebrities has lead to them leaving behind a trail of broken hearts from fans and it only encouraged them to not seek romantic partners. It doesn't help that they're both incredibly handsome and strong trainers, which leaves them to making it difficult to even interact with the ordinary citizen in Nimbasa City. But what attracted them to you was when you wore your pride pins. You weren't afraid to label yourself as it sometimes would attract the right person and in this case, it did. Emmet first noticed you and walked over, introducing himself. He compliments your pride pins and mentions himself that he's also lgbt. From there, your commute becomes much more interesting with Emmet. During the morning, it's much too early for battles; so he often sits next to you and the two of you just chat casually, talking about recent events. At some point, he feels good enough about you to introduce you to Ingo. From there your friendship between the twins just continues to grow and grow. You've never felt so seen before, so content to have a pair of besties in your life. Just about once every week, you seem to always be tangled up in their plans, enjoying events together. The three of you feel validated, trusted, and respected when amongst each other, never daring to trespass unspoken boundaries. You were all aware of what you enjoyed and didn't like; you became just as important to them as an ordinary boyfriend would be, you were that cherished. Though it was unexpected that the Subway Bosses of all people would become your best friends, you were thankful of the lucky coincidences that led you to wearing that pride pin. Feeling content with finding the right friends for life, there doesn't seem to be any other factor you're missing in life and the three of you continue to live in bliss.

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