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on the road again
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thoughts: jacred is a being trying to carry out the tasks of two polar opposite trainer classes: the (protagonist) pokemon trainer and the rival pokemon trainer. val was essentially designated rival trainer at birth by the gods in this version of the b&w timeline, implying that the missingno that took val as its host was at one point in time supposed to be the hero or 'protagonist' of its region.
#snap snips#unintentional implications i just stumbled upon#but fun :)#the horror that came to hisui
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Sounds like Alxi is gearing up for a journey to find himself and figure out what he wants to do, if he wants to stay. Not like he has much of a choice unless he gets tossed back home.
Would he eventually get his own place, once he gets his documents settled, or would the brothers all decide to move to a new place with 3 bedrooms? It would be nice if they all decide they are still family, even if they aren't blood related. He could even still work at a train station if he wanted, since he still has the experience.
Alexi is going through a huge existential crisis, for the second time, and is a little too scared to really. Talk about it with anyone. Instead choosing to try and deal with it himself.
Meanwhile, Emmet is terrified to even talk to Alexi, because he was a major player in Alexi's first existential crisis and somehow convinced the poor guy that he was his missing twin brother.
Alexi is kind of convinced for a while that he'll have to figure out new living arrangements and just. Move out of Emmet's life. Which is something Emmet doesn't want either, because as complicated as things are, Alexi for all intents and purposes was his brother for the past five years, even if he wasn't Ingo. Like, Alexi made him soup when he was sick, scolded him when he overworked himself, play wrestled him, all the works. Emmet can't stop Alexi from wanting to move away, after all, Emmet... Contributed to this guy's brainwashing. But he doesn't want Alexi gone either.
Ingo is actually the one to convince Alexi to stick around. Ingo, for very obvious reasons, has no preconceived notions about who Alexi is and what he should be like. Ingo personally has done nothing to wrong Alexi directly. It's so much easier to interact with Ingo than everybody else, who act so stilted around Alexi. (You know. Because of the guilt and horror.)
Ingo just. Talks with Alexi. About everything and anything. Alexi ends up giving Ingo his "memory journal" where he's kept a record of things from the past five years, because the journal includes stories that Ingo's family told Alexi in hopes of "jogging his memory." Although Ingo remembers Emmet and his home now, he's still got a bad case of amnesia, so Alexi thought this would be helpful for him in the way it wasn't helpful to Alexi.
Ingo finds himself very touched by the entries of Alexi's journal. It's meticulously kept, and Alexi is very clear about what he's feeling in the moments he records. Alexi very obviously loves Emmet. Loves the friends and family Ingo had trouble remembering. Alexi writes about their mannerisms and their ticks, taking special care in these notes because "you should be able to recognize who they are by these traits, even if you were to lose your memories once more."
Alexi thought he had lost his memories and kept a record in the case he ever lost them again, and this proves to be incredibly useful for Ingo. Alexi is more than happy in aiding Ingo's efforts in regaining his memories. The two become close as a result, and Ingo finds himself treating Alexi as a brother.
Ingo is rather honest about wanting Alexi in his life. It immediately makes Alexi reconsider leaving.
They still need to move, of course. Ingo came back with an entire team from Hisui. They kind of need a bigger place to house all these new Pokémon. (And Alexi's Ferroseed. Can't forget the newest addition.)
And as for Alexi's job. He actually needs to get his certification in his own name to continue working at the station. And Ingo's been gone for five years so HE needs to get reexamined as well. They become study buddies for a while.
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Warning for Body Horror. This is not part two to Agee and Chei, and admittedly there is a reason beyond my terrible social skills.
A lot will be coming up! I will looking to getting a job and volunteer work to hopefully start earning money and experience to work on my passion project. I will also be learning to drive soon. So I will be a bit busy from my drawings and everything will take a lot longer to be made, plus I wish to finish my main projects first such as the rankings and the start of Atelo.
But there’s definitely the chance I’ll be busy from doing fanart for a while(though I hope to possibly draw the winners for the Submas Tournament) once we start getting things done. That being said, while I will be posting small things my today’s ranking from my brother on his favorites, I did have something on my mind after I realized I forgot to include this in my ask.
I am not milking Chimera Emmet; I am simply milking Submas angst because until Gamefreak gives them an ending, I’ll just assume the worst for the duo(I have drawn at least three ghost Ingo in this month alone)
I have drawn Ghost Emmet before…twice. One as a what if Emmet died during whatever event happened for Ingo to be taken to Hisui and remained in the Station as a friendly ghost npc you could challenge to a battle still. The other was a what if of Emmet being a Hisuian Zoura that was transported back to time when Ingo was a child, and took on his form. To his surprise the human he met was friendly, and the two’s facade of being twins to protect Emmet became genuine. But due to the remnants of rift energy in Emmet, it eventually led to Ingo being sucked into a rift(possibly because he was protecting Emmet from being sent back to the place he despised). Basically both stemmed from weird dreams.
But I remember that some animals, especially pets, are rumored to be able to see the dead. So my brain went wild and drew this art of @raisans-art Au(as I said, will probably be at least a couple weeks till I draw detailed fanart like this minus the possible tournament one due to the busy schedule. I love Chei and Agee but they are verrrry detailed bois) in one day about Ingo passed out from exhaustion and Agee seeings things
I don’t know where that chair came from
I think I gave Agee the perfect expression for if this randomly happened to someone. Also, you heard it straight from Ghostmet’s mouth: two separate people
Needed a Warden Ingo reference
A much shorter comic but this one had dialogue this time and I didn’t want to make something to long. Hopefully I can continue churning out art and comics of all types of things, because I do genuinely enjoy doing these type of projects. Still, I hope you all enjoy this rambling of Ghostmet and have a great rest of your day!
#agnst#pokemon ingo#submas#art#artists on tumblr#pokemon#pokémon fanart#submas fanart#chimera emmet au
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let's hear abt the fucked up au
OK. So, as you may have seen, when I first beat Scarlet and Violet I made the following meme as a goofy little joke about how I thought it was funny another time travel plot came immediately after PLA
I didn't think it through much more than that at the time. But the post has been making rounds and as its popped up in my notifications again and again, I got to thinking...-
It's said in Scarlet and Violet that humans can't come back through the time machine. But let's humor the idea for a moment, just for funsies: What if Barry and Emmet did seek Sada out to get their loved ones back? What if it worked? Wouldn't that make for such a happy ending?
...On the surface, at least.
You see, there's a theory I've seen floating around about Area Zero. The theory posits that the time machine isn't an actual time machine, and that the Paradox Pokemon aren't actually from the past or future. This theory reasons that the 'time machine,' Paradox Pokemon, and AI professor were actually created by a legendary not yet in the game-- one only alluded to in the Scarlet/Violet book.
The going theory at the moment is that this Pokemon is some sort of eldritch entity that feeds off of imagination/desire and creates things based on people's wishes. That's why the box art legendaries resemble Heath's beloved Cyclizar and why the paradox Pokemon exist despite the holes in the timeline they create. None of it is real.
But if two people were to go to Area Zero with the wish of being reunited with those they care about, what would happen? Would it be like what happened when Turo/Sada went to Area Zero with the desire to see what they saw in the Scarlet/Violet book?
Would something be birthed?
What I'm trying to say is imagine an AU where Barry and Emmet get wind of what Sada's doing, go to the crater to hopefully be reunited with their loved ones, and are-- except... they're not. They're reunited with replicas based on their loved ones exactly as they perceive them.
They don't notice the things that don't add up. 'Dawn' and 'Ingo' behave exactly how they anticipate they would. But for everyone else...-
Things are weird.
Ingo doesn't remember how to run the singles train the way he should (After all, Emmet wasn't there.) Dawn doesn't recall conversations she had with Lucas or Rowan when Barry wasn't listening. Neither of them remember anything about Hisui despite historical records showing that's where they went.
...What's going on?
Their other loved ones would grow suspicious. Things wouldn't add up. But when they'd try to point this out, they'd be rebuked. Clearly they're "just not happy Dawn and Ingo are home."
So they begin to investigate the crater themselves and come in contact with some teens who claim to have entered it. Cue the Scarlet and Violet friend group also catching wind of what's going on.
And a shitstorm ensuing as Florian/Juliana, Nemona, Penny and Arven travel to Sinnoh and Unova to talk with Lucas, Elesa, Cynthia, and anyone else who might become wrapped up in all of this (I can see Looker getting involved) all to try and save Barry and Emmet from the same fate that befell the professor; AKA getting way too wrapped up in a fantasy.
But that's easier said than done. The two would drag their heels in, and it doesn't seem like 'Dawn' or 'Ingo' mean harm. After all... Koiraidon might be fake, too, and Koraidon is perfectly loving and sweet.
Scooby Doo investigation antics and psychological horror ensue.
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Hisui Live Stream AU
Akari is Champion Dawn and ends up in Hisui with only the clothes on her back and her phone blessed by Arceus. She's only able to live stream her adventures and isn't even sure they're posting. They do post whenever she enters a distortion, but she just can't see the responses.
Imagine Champion Dawn missing for a week before suddenly going live. People click on only to see her in a hazy purple area with ancient styled clothes. She's going on about how different the past is to the future and complaining about having to learn how to wash clothes by hand and not being able to have a hot shower (the horror!). She also explain how she managed to make it so her arcphone can make it see what she sees and being able to use both hands. People can see her using a shinx, bidoof, and oshawott. They watch as she catches pokemon including the largest cyndaquil and Rowlett people have ever seen that she calls "alphas". The ends as she approaches an old-style village saying that she doesn't want people to see her talking to her arcphone since they don't know what it is.
People are obviously confused. They look at her profile to see she live streamed at least once a day. They learn she's going by the name Akari. And they're horrified to realize that she's literally in the past on an honest to Reshiram Arceus set mission. And that the reward for said mission is meeting Arceus again and presumably heading home.
It becomes big news.
It inspires memes.
It inspires prayers.
People pity her as they watch her begin to drive herself to the ground in an effort to get home. They watch as she latches onto the streams in an effort to alleviate some homesickness.
They watch that as she spirals further they're granted access to meet the citizens of Hisui. Simply because she can't be bothered to preserve the timeline anymore. And they as the citizens also pity her and enduldge her because she's their best resource of pokemon information.
They watch as Irida introduces Warden Ingo. Subway Master Ingo. Akari doesn't know Ingo is a Subway Master because plot, but boy howdy do the viewers know. Emmet finds out because he was watching the videos with Lenora in an attempt to distract himself from the fact that Ingo has been gone for 4 months. (At this point Dawn would be in Hisui for 3 weeks and it's funny to think that Ingo immediately got promoted to Warden as soon as the Pearl Clan found him) Nimbasa would set up a prayer site at the subway begging for Ingo to be returned home along with Dawn. There would be so many gifts to the gods for their safe passage home. The janitors would have to constantly move then so the space doesn't become a hazard.
They also get a first hand view of all the nobles' frenzies and how close she came to death multiple times. Kamando has people cursing his name now. Emmet is yelling at his brother to help that poor girl.
But the theories. People accurately guess that Volo is evil. They're very vindicated when Volo's treachery is revealed. People theorize that the crack and distortions in Hisui are just the by products of Cyrus and they'll fix themselves with time. People theorize that this was her punishment for catching the creation trio.
People also ship.
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god. i was listening to random songs and The Plagues from Prince of Egypt came up, and it gave me an idea for a REALLY dark Legends Arceus AU.
the gist of it is that in this AU, the villagers turn on Akari much more violently than they do in the game, and try to kill her when the rift starts expanding. so Arceus razes Jubilife Village to the ground.
that would definitely NOT happen in the Texting God AU, i was just thinking about how horrifying it would realistically be to be the “favorite” of an all-powerful eldritch god. like, it can do literally anything and it will Uncreate anyone who crosses you. how would you form normal relationships, knowing you’re one argument away from your acquaintance getting disintegrated? how would you be able to even be real friends with the god who likes you, knowing how incomprehensibly beyond you it is as a life form? what if it decides it’s bored with you? what if you displease it? you’d basically be living in that Twilight Zone episode where the kid with psychic powers sends people who annoy him to “the cornfield”. forever.
(all this is why in the Texting God AU, Arceus is explicitly NOT all-powerful, by the way. it created the world, but it can’t alter reality directly without messing things up, and its ability to change things is limited to time and space manipulation like Dialga and Palkia’s powers combined. it can’t just do anything it wants, and it needs someone on the inside to do the fine detail work of fixing the space-time rifts, which is why Akari’s even in Hisui. also i just don’t really want to get too deep into the existential horror behind Arceus as an entity in this story. it gets a little dark for me.)
#text post#long post#arceus#ask to tag#texting god au#just adding that tag for later reference#not sure what to call the other au
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brain said ‘what if they just talked’ and i ran with it
kind of a brain dump but lots of fun anyway! tried to fit as many refs to art ive seen, especially @pigdemonart’s submas and nimbasa trio stuff <3 bonus points if you can spot all of the refs and double bonus points if you go look at their art rn
blankshippers dni, please. you will be blocked.
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Emmet stifled a yawn and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, nearly stumbling over Galvantula as she skittered around his legs excitedly. He crosses into the living room and Archeops tumbles off of the couch at the sight of him, his claws scraping against the floor as he trailed after Emmet as well. Emmet is grateful they live on the first floor; surely no downstairs neighbors would tolerate routine disturbances this early in the morning.
While he contemplates how to stop Archeops from destroying their floors every morning, Emmet enters the kitchen where to his surprise, Ingo was stood at the counter. Chandelure floated idly nearby, chittering and hissing at her trainer, who was nodding along like he could understand her.
“Hello, brother. It is early.” Emmet nods to the window for emphasis, where the sun was just starting to peek above the horizon.
“It is indeed,” Ingo agrees. “Did you sleep well?”
Emmet hums in affirmation, opening a cabinet as he sticks his nose high in the air.
“Liligant tea?” he guesses, grabbing a battery and tossing it to Galvantula, which she catches in her mouth before scuttling away.
Ingo nods and Emmet puts the brakes on full-stop to sit and watch. Ingo grabs the tag dangling over the side of the cup in front of him and bobs the teabag up and down before whisking it away. His other hand reaches for a jar on the counter and spoons honey into it.
“You take your tea with honey?” Emmet asks, breaking his self-imposed silence as he stares at the jar. “That is new.”
Ingo twists the lid back on and nods. “Yes. It… it was how Lady Calaba always prepared tea. I find myself quite attached to the flavor now.”
“It is good to see you’ve acquired some taste while you were away.”
His brother chuckles and they fall into comfortable silence as Emmet prepares coffee for himself.
In the domestic air of their kitchen, Emmet is grateful for how quickly they got back on track. Balance is a verrry difficult thing to find on its own and Emmet cannot imagine what it would be like to try and discover a new balance with Ingo. They never had to think about it before— when they existed as a two-car train, moving in tandem no matter what came their way.
He was worried about that in the early days of Ingo’s return. Three years was too long to be apart from someone you’d spent your whole life standing beside. He knows things have changed and he knows it is ignorant to believe otherwise, but despite that, they were in sync once more. Not perfectly, no, but moving forward nonetheless. Together all the same.
Emmet finishes adding the sugar to his coffee and clears his throat. “Calaba… she is the leader of the Pearl Clan, correct?”
“Close, but no.” Ingo shakes his head. “Lady Irida was the clan leader, while Lady Calaba was a warden; the same as I.”
“Ah. I see.” Emmet pauses. They hadn’t talked about this yet. For all of the time they had together since Ingo’s return, it had been spent settling back into normal. Getting their lives back on track. The only past they ever talked of was the one held within the photo albums Elesa brought over, not the one within a Sinnohan history textbook.
Emmet knew a few names and the general story of Ingo’s arrival and departure, but the in between was where things started to blur.
Hisui had changed his brother in many ways, far beyond the honey in his tea. It was the reason he woke before the sun had risen every morning; the reason he looked so lost when he stared up at the stars, hidden as they were by the light of Nimbasa City. Its horrors left pronounced dark circles under his eyes which didn't leave for weeks since his return, and had etched lines into Ingo’s face that shouldn’t have come for another five years, at least.
Hisui was the reason for the notebook Ingo kept tucked within the inside breast pocket of his coat, filled with photos, neat drawings and lines of writing— of the things he’s scared to forget again. The letters to and from the professors assistant who disappeared for months and came back alongside Ingo, the wooden pokéballs Emmet found scattered around the apartment, the trips out to Pinwheel Forest or Twist Mountain, the scars that were peppered across his hands and up and down his arms— all were because of Hisui. Even the haunting flute music Emmet heard echoing off of the walls when he woke in the middle of the night. It was just another way Hisui left its mark.
Perhaps it was finally time to learn more. To figure out the how and the why.
“What was it like, your life in Hisui?”
Ingo pauses at the words, frown deepening ever so slightly as the cup of tea stops halfway to his mouth.
“That is a complicated question.”
“We do not have any scheduled stops today."
Ingo pauses. He is tempted to deflect, Emmet knows. Emmet will not let him. He stares, and Ingo relents.
“Then I suggest we get comfortable.”
“All aboard!” Emmet cheers, and they head into the living room.
Archeops rises into the air sloppily and perches on the back of the couch as his trainers sit down, tail thumping against the wall happily as Ingo scratches under his chin. Emmet sets his mug down atop a sleeping Crustle, and the Joltik resting on her carapace scatter like a flashbang had erupted. Some dart under the couch, others flee to the kitchen in search of Galvantula, or head towards the TV stand where they are bound to chew on the wires.
Emmet looks at his brother, and again is reminded of the impact Hisui left. The faint lines around Ingo’s eyes deepen in the low light; his shoulders tense and hunched, unable to shake the habit even after his arrival in Unova.
“What was Irida like? You have mentioned her often.”
Ingo snaps to attention and processes his brother's words before pressing his lips together into a thin line. “Lady Irida was strong,” are the words he decides on. “Too strong someone her age needed to be. Without that strength, I doubt I would still be here to tell you about her.”
“Oh.”
“She battled her own father in an attempt to keep me within the clan, despite being an outsider with no memories. I’m still not quite sure why she trusted me so much, but I am forever in her debt for it.”
“She sounds like a lovely lady.”
“She is. Was.” Ingo slumps even further in on himself. “They all were.”
Emmet picks up Ingo’s tea and takes a sip before handing it off and washing the taste from his mouth with a swig of coffee. “You said you were a warden. What is a warden?”
“A warden is someone who tends to a noble of the clan. They try to keep the peace within the noble’s habitat, tend to their children, evolve the next noble when the time comes— things of that sort.” Ingo stares down into his tea. “Before you ask, nobles are the descendants of the pokémon used by the legendary hero of the Celestica people, and which have been blessed by Arceus.”
“I see. Is the Sneasel…?” Emmet’s voice trails off as he looks around for the pokémon, yet another remnant of Ingo’s life lived in the past.
“Yes. She is the child of the noble I tended to.” Seeing his brother’s failure at attempting to find the Sneasel, Ingo starts to whistle.
The tune is short and low, long high notes starting it and a sharp trilling repeating at the end. It makes the hair on the back of Emmet’s neck stand up.
There’s a scuffling sound in the distance before a purple streak of a pokémon shoots out of Ingo’s room. Her claws scrape against the hardwood floors as she bolts towards the couch and leaps up onto Ingo’s lap.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to simply call her?” Emmet asks, reaching out a hand; the Sneasel sniffing at it and nipping the tips of his fingers.
“I suppose it would be, but I do not want the young one to forget what the song means to her.”
“What is it supposed to mean to her?”
“Home.”
Emmet pauses before asking his next question. “What does it mean to you?”
Ingo scratches under Sneasel’s chin and tilts his head to the side, lost in thought.
“Home," he says again, firm in his words.
“I see.”
“Does that bother you?”
“I don’t see why it should.”
“That isn’t what I asked.”
He cannot look his brother in the eye, so Emmet stares at the teacup held within his hands instead. It is painted to resemble a Chandelure, though the orange color and leafy handle gave away its Kalosian origins. It was one Elesa had bought for him years ago at a festival in Kalos. He wonders if Ingo remembers that.
“Were you happier there?” he asks, staring into the painted eyes of the teacup. They stare back, soulless.
Ingo is silent for a while. Emmet fears he has said something wrong, which is strange. He has never had to worry over things like that when it comes to Ingo.
“I don’t think I ever could have been satisfied," he finally says, which only leaves Emmet more confused than before.
“What do you mean?”
Ingo draws a breath that is long and low, like the ones he takes before he bellows out congratulations to a challenger for emerging victorious.
“At the start of my time in Hisui, despite my lost memories, I could tell something was… off. Seeing a Zorua in the icelands or an Electrode tumble out of a tree— they felt wrong in a way I didn’t have the words to describe. I wanted to know more but simply couldn’t. It didn’t seem within my ability to learn more about my life before the rift on my own, and now I know it wasn’t. My truth only returned when Lady Dawn arrived.”
Ingo scratches under Sneasel’s chin, who purrs in delight.
“My first memory to return was of a person. A man in white who shared my face, and who loved winning more than anything else.”
He smiles to himself, the Ingo version of a smile that doesn’t change much about his expression at all. Not many people would be able to tell, but Emmet could. He sees the happiness in his eyes.
“That was what kept me going for a long time, this mystery man. I needed to know what he meant to me.” Ingo’s voice grows softer. “Even when some of my other memories started to trickle in, it was always you who kept me going.”
“You did not know who I was, yet you left your home in Hisui to find me.”
“It’s as I said before: I could never be satisfied. Perhaps if every last one of my memories had been stolen, I would’ve been. But they were not, and not knowing was so much worse than anything that could have awaited me beyond the space-time rift.”
“I see.”
Emmet cannot stop himself from asking the next question, even if he wanted to. He barely knows he is thinking it at all before his voice rings out.
“Will you ever go back?”
He sounds scared, even to his own ears.
Ingo looks at him out of the corner of his eye. “To stay for good?”
“Yes.”
“No.” There is no hesitation.
“Why not?”
“Hisui doesn’t have you.”
They are quiet for a while. Ingo drinks the last of his tea. Emmet watches as Durant stomps after a pair of Joltik who are chirping at her excitedly. He can hear Chandelure and Galvantula talking to one another over in the kitchen.
When Ingo speaks next, his voice is quiet. He sounds small.
“Is it wrong of me to miss it, sometimes?" He sounds small. Emmet doesn't like it.
There is no hesitation when Emmet shakes his head.
“How are you sure?”
“What I do. What I say. Always the same.”
Ingo sighs heavily, the kind of sigh Emmet hears a lot more now than before. He looks so tired. Emmet wishes there was more he could do.
"I can tell that I belong here in Unova, but sometimes it feels like a piece of myself was left behind in Hisui.”
“Of course you do. That is what happens when you love someone.”
Sneasel leaps out of Ingo's lap and starts to chase after Durant as well, the Joltik squeaking in delight. Durant gnashes her mandibles in annoyance.
Ingo watches her leave, his eyes glowing eerily in the light of the early morning.
“They gave me so much. A home, a purpose, a family. Even the freedom to leave, when I wished it so.” Ingo screws his eyes shut. “They gave me everything and now they are all gone.”
His voice breaks on the last word, and Emmet has never felt so helpless. He is good at battling. He is not good at emotions. But this is Ingo, and he’s never been the best with emotions either.
This is Ingo, so he has to try.
Emmet reaches out and takes his brother’s hand in his. It is shaking.
His fingers curl around to hold onto Emmet’s hand more securely. Ingo’s grip is strong and it reminds Emmet of when they were children, screaming at the top of their lungs in a mixture of fear and delight as they fled from the army of Venipede scurrying after them. Ingo’s hands were different back then, so small and delicate. Now his left pinky sticks out at an odd angle and his palms are rough with calluses.
It is still Ingo, though, so Emmet doesn’t mind.
He brushes a thumb over a thin white scar that has sliced its way across Ingo’s knuckles. He wonders how it got there.
“Everyone says things get better,” he murmurs, thinking back to the woman with kind eyes who Elesa forced him to visit when things were especially bad. “They do not tell you how hard it is in the beginning.”
Ingo’s grip loosens the slightest bit.
“I was not myself when you were gone.” A beat passes, and Emmet knits his eyebrows together before correcting himself. “I didn’t know how to be myself without you.”
How could he? He never had to be without Ingo, even in the earliest time in his life. Ingo was older, after all, even if only by seven minutes. Living in a world without Ingo was something he never had to think about, before. He never wants to live in one again.
Emmet swallows. “The Ingo that came back is a different one that left, and that is okay. You shouldn’t have to leave him behind because you are back in Unova. That Ingo is still Ingo. I am sorry if I ever made you feel like he wasn’t.”
“It is alright.”
“No, it isn’t.”
They fall silent again. Ingo’s voice is quiet when he speaks.
“Perhaps… I should ask Lady Cynthia to look through some old records of Sinnohan history. It would be nice to know where they all ended up.”
A smirk overtakes Emmet’s face. “Perhaps we can find more photos of you.”
He can’t help but laugh when Ingo reaches to pull his cap down to hide his eyes in embarrassment, only to realize it isn’t there.
When Excadrill waddles into the room and Archeops launches himself off of the couch to wrestle with her, the gears in his head start to turn.
“You know… We could go to visit. Hypothetically speaking.”
“I don’t think Almighty Dialga would allow such a thing.” Ingo watches as Elektross twirls around in the air merrily. “Besides,
the Diamond Clan would be very upset with us for using their god to go on vacation.”
“Dialga isn't the only pokémon with control over time.” Emmet reminds, grin turning sly. “Perhaps we should put a stop to Ilex Forest on the schedule.”
“I do not think the depot agents would appreciate our departure.”
“They will get over it.”
Ingo snorts at that. Elesa would’ve compared him to a Tepig, but Emmet disagrees. It is too loud not to be a Pignite. Perhaps even a timid Emboar, if you were generous.
His face turns somber once more as he lets out a long breath.
“I think…” He pauses, still deciding in his words. Emmet’s leg starts to bounce in anticipation, but he forces himself to stop. “I think you would’ve liked them.”
Emmet does not need to ask who. He knows.
“I think I would have too.”
#the teacup is based on another comic i saw#couldnt find it but the teacup stuck with me#submas#ingo#emmet#subway bosses#subway boss ingo#subway boss emmet#pearl clan#pokemon#pokemon legends arceus#pla#elesa is mentioned a bit#so is irida#sneasel#joltik#ingo and emmet#pokemon bw#writing#also posted on ao3 but thought i would put it here just because
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Its name is derived from parts of the preset names that the player can choose for themselves and their rival, specifically "Jack" and "Red".
#ocs#pokemon#valentine jacred#missingno#zekrom#drowzee#again i am going thru a backlog of wips from the past year and its all val. its all horror that came to hisui dfgkdfkgjd
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I actually thought of a couple more questions in regards to your answer to my ask and how missingno. work.
How does Giratina feel about what's going on with Val? Does she even know something's up? If she does eventually find out something's up, when would she discover that things aren't right with Volo's companion?
Given how you say that since she can only appear from the shadows in short bursts due to the plates not all being together so she's still ultimately trapped in the Distortion World, I'd imagine another situation like the time Volo showed Val and Irida Giratina wouldn't happen again for a long while— so would she be rather late in knowing something's up?
Given the kind of legendary Giratina is, would she just instantly know what's going on?
What about Vim? She's Val's friend and partner pokemon and is also a psychic-type, would she be more attuned to picking up things like what's going on with Val fusing with missingno. or is that something just not perceptible in a way that psychic-types or anything can sense like that.
Like it being something undetectable by a Riolu/Lucario in how they sense aura. Because it's beyond aura, if that makes sense? Like another layer of reality kind of thing. Ah. A better way of trying to explain what I'm trying to convey is someone 3D trying to detect something 4D, if that makes more sense.
Like, whatever overlap there is with the pokemon's innate ability to sense certain things is picked up— for example, a Lucario would sense a change in Val's aura but that's pretty much it, there is no secret further feeling or understanding beyond what other humans feel towards Jacred (the feeling of sudden dread you described) in combination with their innate capabilities.
Back on topic, would Vim be quicker at picking up the more subtle changes in Val before anyone else due to her both having been Val's friend for a long time and a psychic-type? Is it more akin to what I described above, or is it something different?
AH these are things im still thinking abt how i wanna approach tbh, BUT I can safely say Giratina does not know much of what’s going on until like endgame plot stuff. She knows about as much as Volo does. The existence of Missingno are very much Arceus’ little secret (and also ig Yveltal if need be, but he doesn’t rly matter here lol), and Giratina technically being worlds away from Val and Volo most of the time, I don’t think she ever really senses or notices anything’s up anyway. She’s still fairly wild and enraged most of the time too, and the only human she really cares for at the moment IS Volo, so I don’t think she’d even know much abt Val to begin with.
I DO think Verity and especially Vim ofc would notice things are going wrong, and I think Vim would super be tugging at Volo’s sleeves trying to get him to realize this isn’t just ‘Val being sick.’ But again I don’t think she’d like, pick up on anything on like a metaphysical level. Vim IS a psychic type, yes, but her specialty is in hypnosis obvi, not mind reading or telekinesis. THAT SAID, I do think something like the Alakazam line or the Lucario line COULD pick up on something a bit deeper than surface level. Attempting to look into Val’s head or aura and finding that thoughts and feelings are completely erratic in a way that no human has felt before. That kinda thing! Bc by all means, can you imagine trying to read the ‘aura’ of a glitch? Like either Lucario is going to get Five Nights at Freddy’s jumpscared by Val’s aura or theres just going to be Nothing at all. (I’m not going to say I totally understand how ‘aura’ as an element works in the pokemon world works to begin with though. So I could be completely wrong jfdhgkjfd)
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Ingo held Khan's scaled wrist gently as he examined the claws his friend now sported. Five fingers had been turned into four deadly talons, new to Ingo but already put to gruesome work by the hybrid.
"I'm sorry about your hands..." he said softly. Khan shrugged as he examined his other claws.
"Eh, don't sweat it. It's hardly the worst thing they've done to me." He responded mildly. As though his body being changed against his will to a weapon was the norm. Ingo glanced at his eyes, his fangs, the remnants of his horns- and remembered this wasn't the first time his friend had been altered against his will. His grip on Khan's hand tightened.
"Still," he insisted, "if we'd found you guys sooner..."
If they'd found Khan and Nana sooner, Khan would still have his hands and Nana would still have both eyes. If they'd been just a little faster to realize the hybrids were missing, to remember where they had come from, if they had pushed their pokemon a little harder to fly and fight-
"I'm glad you found us at all, honestly." Khan said it off the cuff, without thinking, but must have felt how Ingo's grip tightened again. He turned his head to look at his friend and Ingo felt mild dread at the look in his eyes. As Khan leaned forward he cringed back just slightly.
"Hey, look on the bright side!" Khan accentuated his words with a point from his claws. He must have seen Ingo's confused upset because he smiled wider.
"The bright side?" Ingo repeated. There was a bright side to this?
Khan shut his eyes as if he was a teacher explaining something incredibly simple.
"Oh, my sweet summer train man, of course there is!"
He stuck out his claws like Elesa and Skylar did when they were showing off freshly done nails. The scales gleamed in the light, dimly iridescent.
"I match your color scheme now!"
Ingo's gaze remained on the claws for a moment. Was this really a good thing? Khan had lost another important part of himself because he and Emmet had been too slow. Was the simple black nature of his scales that important? Could it make up for everything else?
He looked up with tired eyes, meeting Khan's gaze again, and realized that Khan was not as unaffected as he thought. He was giving Ingo the softest smile he'd ever witnessed on the other man's scarred face, his eyes half shut and gentle. Khan had been there when it happened, had suffered the consequences, just as he had the last time he'd been abducted. He would figure out how to deal with his new appendages just as he always had before. It was not quite old hat, but it was also nothing new, and something would have been changed no matter how quickly he and Emmet had arrived.
For the first time in the years he'd known Khan, the hybrid was being sympathetic and offering Ingo a comfort over something he had no control of. Yes, he now had claws and scales, but they were the color that Ingo most frequently found himself in. The color of one of his closest family members. Ingo wondered if Khan had used that as a way to comfort himself after it happened, but didn't dare ask. Instead he tried smiling. Surely it was weak, but the worried look in Khan's eyes lessened.
"Yes, you're quite right." Ingo grasped Khan's claws as if they were still his hands, holding them tightly. He would get used to them, just as Khan had. It would be alright. "Another color would have been quite unfortunate."
#Khan a.#I have no name for this au#TLDR Emmet and Nana met up in the future-present. Nana developed beyond Khan and they managed to track them down in Hisui#And get them home. Akari comes with ofc. Ingo and Akari go back to visit their friends in Hisui regularly. They return after a visit#To find Emmet in distress. While they were gone Khan and Nana were abducted by the organization that originally made them what they are.#Secret labs are not as easy to find as people think and it takes some time for them to track down where Khan and Nana ended up. When they D#They find nana missing an eye. Khan missing his hands. And (to their surprise and horror) Rei. From Hisui.#Who is now a (hisuian) Growlithe hybrid in a similar manner nana and Khan are also hybrids.#Everyone gets saved but not without some losses. Given ow hpeaceful everything has otherwise been... this is upsetting to the train men.#Akari copes by making a pros and cons list of their new abilities and helping Rei adjust to the future#(he can't go back to Hisui because he still exists there... nobody knows why or how he came to be in the organizaion's clutches)#Emmet and Ingo are determined to track down and eradicate the rest of the offshoot branches of the organization but each feel guilty#If they'd been faster. If they'd been smarter. If they'd found a clue a little earlier.#If if if if if. Khan and Nana are no strangers to undesired body modification and are already getting used to them.#(primarily by mocking each other. They're allowed to. They've seen the worst of each other in the first hybridizations and now this.)#For Khan it's very much a 'well. This wasn't planned. Time to adapt.'#At least they didn't give him soft mittens he couldn't inflict damage in#but now he has to be careful lest he unintentionally inflict damage (he cut Akari by accident once already. It gutted him.)#Anyway that guilt manifests into ingo apologizing (more than once)#And Khan trying to convince him it's fine. It sucks but it's fine. It's not ingo or Emmet's fault.#Ingo better appreciate gentle and sympathetic Khan while he's got him cause once the guilt is over Khan is going back to being a bastard#Also I apologize for the beanie but I haven't figured out hair for ANY info#And I was not about to draw his bitch ass hat
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And on the protag's side, now that they're aware that their actions do in fact have consequences, it's not like they can just stop dying, particularly during the very hard noble fights. They can stop being so perfectionist about everything, even if maybe they fall back into bad habits when they stop paying attention, but the noble battles took me a lot of tries every time, even when I took the shortcut of starting in the middle of them again. So with every reset, that's more added guilt. If they've become, or already were prior to Hisui, a perfectionist, they already have that mindset of "I could be better, I should be better," but now it's got the added weight of guilt and anxiety and shame of "it's my fault for not being better at this already, I'm personally responsible for someone's suffering I can't afford to fail". That might make the noble battles even harder too, because now they're desperate to get things done quickly without dying, and the added stress makes them hasty and prone to bad judgement calls.
A lot of the time Ingo and the protag have a good relationship, but in this situation how could they possibly look at Ingo without drowning in their self-disgust? How could they possibly forgive themself - for being so blasé about their own life, for hurting him, for not being better - even if he himself has forgiven them? That's a lot for a kid to take, especially in an already stressful, high-stakes environment. They treated this like a video game, maybe to help cope with the trauma of it all, but what helped them get through things so far has completely wrecked another person's mental health, and there's nothing either of them can do about it. The protag quite abruptly realizes that the genre of the "game" they were playing was never adventure, it was survival horror, and they never noticed until it was too late.
And in the other scenario... god, why even try? After a few times, why even bother doing literally anything? Your whole life could be functionally reset, even if you're careful and cautious. And on Emmet's end, imagine if time isn't distorted to a few weeks. He could go years before, poof, he's back to when Ingo went missing. Years of his life, gone, to the worst moment and he never even gets the chance to save Ingo. That'd fuck him up so much, especially if he ever came to the horrible conclusion that things being reset means that, somewhere, somehow, Ingo probably died. And with every failed attempt to save Ingo at the start of the loop, the guilt and horror and desperation to find him before he dies again gets worse.
Everyone is having such a good time.
YES!! YES!!!
and like, the noble fights SHOULD be hard to win. they SHOULD take a long time to get right, because in-universe, you're fighting a monster with the power of a god, driven out of its mind by divine corruption and with its only thought being to tear and rend and destroy. and you are. a human. having a food fight with it. honestly, it's more unbelievable that non-timelooping protags pull it all off on the first try unscathed.
which is already so fucked for timeloop protag, b/c whatever their relationship to the looping was in the very start of the game (or if they were even aware of it), once they got to kleavor, they had to die. over. and over. and over. learn how to dodge this way for its first attack, only to get hit by the second. learn how to turn you both so that none of the onlookers are in the line of fire. the final loop they take looks like magic, them dancing through these deadly axes and never being touched, being perfect—of course galaxy and the clans send them after the next one, and the next, and the next. it seems miraculous, their ability. with a power like that, how could you not take advantage of it? nobody knows how much it costs them in twitchy reflexes and invisible scars. until somebody does.
bc like. this is going way the way back to that canon thing where galaxy is still considering the protag's worth after they've joined, and one of the conditions is if they get hurt and suddenly cost more resources than they bring in. they get kicked out. so protag can't just not die. they can't get hurt, period. or at least not bad enough to the point where they can't still work as a surveyor, which is like, in a fight with a noble, getting hurt with only a light scratch is much rarer than getting a limb snapped. so protag really does need to be perfect.
and then ooooof to them feeling pressured to get it right as fast as possible after finding out about ingo. at least once they know him, they can give him a warning or an explanation when they're about to be facing something that's going to be really hard...? y'know i typed that out intending to say something else but like. reading it back i feel like the protag thinking that's ok. like how the fuck would ingo consider that an acceptable statement. "i'm going to go throw myself at electrode a hundred times until i get a perfect run where i don't get hurt" the hell you are! isn't this what we were just talking about! just don't do the thing that gets you killed a hundred times! but then how do you suddenly convince everyone involved that you suddenly need to change your entire strategy for dealing with frenzies, without telling everyone about the entire time-resetting clusterfuck. there's kind of no good way, huh. and that's if they don't hear about time resetting and just agree that "ok, i guess you respawn if you die so just die over and over. it's been working out great so far. obviously this is what god intended." which you have no guarantee of. so protag's stuck between this really uncomfortable scenario of either trying to figure out some way to proceed without resetting, only to potentially defeat the entire exercise if they forget or slip back into perfectionist habits. or they can go against ingo's wishes and try to tank the frenzy anyway. both of which feel awful to them!
but like. even if they could somehow guarantee that they'd never die again, most of the damage has already been done. ingo just sort of passively assumes now that nothing he remembers is accurate, or at least, if anything is, it's such a small fraction of it as to be entirely unreliable anyway. even knowing that the loops are real and he isn't just dreaming them up, it's so hard to keep track of which things happened in aborted loops vs which things actually happened. he doesn't even keep track of days anymore. looking at a calendar or anything like that is almost nauseating, realizing how off his perceived passage of time is from what's "really" happening. just going through life in a fog. probably none of this is real, anyway. no matter how real it feels now, it might all evaporate in the next instant. which is made all the worse by the fact that i think ingo legitimately does have a very good memory, when all this shit isn't actively fucking with it as much as possible. he remembers it all so clearly—but nobody else does. and then things that did happen, according to everyone else, he doesn't remember at all. so this one thing that he should be good at has now been taken from him too.
and if protag does inevitably fuck up, imagine their own hurt when they next see ingo. you reset? trying to sound level and normal but with the undercurrent of please tell me you reset. please, tell me any of that was real. reminded all over again what they did to him, and will never get a chance to erase.
#the nemesis speaks#the nemesis answers#anonymous#pokefic pitch#hough i could keep going but this is already so long#timeloop protag
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Submas AU Masterpost
Feel free to use/do anything with my ideas (as long as you credit me for the au or inspiration or whatevs. I'm not stressed about it.)
These are my babies. My asks are always open!
Mirror AU:
Even separated by time and space, Emmet and Ingo somehow manage to match each other in more ways than just their appearances. It's entirely accidental... Until half a year after Ingo's disappearance when they realize that they can see each other in mirrors. From then on, they are a lot more hopeful about their futures. Nimbasa City, however, is not hopeful as the Subway Boss speedruns a transformation from a poor little meow meow to a full blown cryptid.
Prophet and Heretic AU:
Before he can join the Pearl Clan, Ingo goes to the rift on Mount Coronet for answers. Palkia and Dialga are too busy throwing hands to hear. Arceus does, though, and oh geez he should have thought things through before appearing before a mortal. By the time Ingo recovers from his holy fainting spell, he has all his memories back, spooky god powers, and a new headmate. At least Arceus promised to return him home in return for completing some quest to save the world...
Centuries in the future, a very lonely and remorseful Giratina approaches Emmet with a deal.
Paper Lantern AU:
When Ingo gets torn from his own time, he gets torn from his body as well. With nothing but his human soul, he possesses a paper lantern and invents a regional variant of Chandelure. His ace would be so proud. Meanwhile, Emmet is left with Ingo's alive but verrry much comatose body.
Ditto Emmet AU:
I just wanted to hit one of the boys with a shape shifter beam and Emmet is my favorite. A lot fun shape shifter things here. Like family fluff and body horror! And also Emmet copying the incarnation of time itself, hehehe-
Ghost Train AU (Danny Phantom Crossover):
The Distortion World is really just the Pokemon world's name for their version of the Ghost Zone. Ingo and Dawn get eaten up by a couple of natural portals, and two newly formed halfas arrive in Hisui a year apart. Arceus won't touch ghost child Akari with a ten-foot pole, but it all works out in the end anyways because Akari can't not help the nobles, and the Distortion World/Ghost Zone is a great medium for traversing time and space.
Submas Fusion AU:
Ingo and Emmet went to hisui together, but the distortion world said they can't have nice things. A man with no idea who or what he is woke up in a black and white coat in the coronet highlands, with only a handful of Joltik to protect him. He couldn't remember his name, but E and I came to mind. So, he guesses his name is Ei now...
Gear Session:
Homestuck au!
Arceus found a copy of Sburb in the Pokemon world and thought "that's not good" and sent the Nimbasa trio plus Akari on a mission to destroy the incipisphere from the inside out. No reckoning destroying the earth or frog breeding here, but there is a lot of temporary death. You know. Prototyping dream selves and questbeds and all that.
Fluff and Scales AU:
Hybrid au, but Ingo and Emmet are legendary hybrids.
Ingo and Emmet were born with black and white dragon wings. No one recognized them, so it was chalked up to a couple undiscovered species of pokemon and life continued as normal. But Drayden always suspected there was something more to them than that.
His suspicions were confirmed during the Team Plasma invasion, after which everyone and their mother knew what the dragons of legend looked like. And anyone who had ever been to Nimbasa could recognize the white fluff and black scales.
Also featuring Arceus hybrid Jackie and Absol hybrid Beni.
Tron AU:
Ingo got eebied to the grid instead of Hisui! He runs around the computer systems of Unova for about a month thinking he's a program, until he finds Gear station. The train autopilot programs, called ATOs, help their poor amnesiac User remember who he is, while someone unexpected brings Emmet into the digital world to help.
Thrice is a Pattern:
There were three skyfallers in Hisui. The first was an accident. The second was a failed rescue attempt. The third was the one who saved them all. Trainer Dawn never makes it back home after entering the distortion world, ending up in Hisui instead. Ingo is sent to the past to make it right, but he forgets his mission before he can even start. It's up to Lucas, now.
Kabaneri au:
Crossover with Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress! Instead of frenzies, Giratina unleashes a corruption on Hisui that turns people and pokemon into mindless zombies called Kabane. Arceus sends Dawn to cleanse the region, and promises she will be immune to the curse. He fails to mention that to do so, he will have to take away her humanity first.
#submas#ingo#emmet#mirror au#prophet and heretic au#ditto emmet#paper lantern au#ghost train au#submas fusion au#fluff and scales au#gear session#tron au#thrice is a pattern#kabaneri au
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I came across your Hisui comic thing involving the Submas duo and a few other characters from the future, and I can't help but wonder what Volo would think of them all, and how they all think of Volo. I feel like at least three of the fallers could have met Volo(Ingo, Lani, and the one meant to represent the player character, whose name I cannot remember), but what about the others who may not have met him? What would they think if they had?
Volo is such an interesting character. I find him to be very ambitious and tends to take advantage of those he can. In game Warden Ingo seems to be a bit wary of him and I would imagine Emmet would as well. As for Daki's relationship with Volo you can find more about them on @anime-grimmy-art 's page (creator of the character).
Volo definitely is intrigued by the Submas and would attempt to use them for his goals, but wouldn't have that much success. As for Lani, Volo immediately thought that she would be easy to manipulate due to her more "immature" nature. To his surprise (and maybe horror) Lani can see right through him and his intentions. And that scares him.
Despite being aware of Volo's intention's, Lani does not stop or help him. She tries to not meddle with the MC's growth and progression because she is is afraid of messing up the timeline and preventing the MC from getting strong enough. Other than this, Lani finds Volo to be pitiful in that she pities him and his choice to follow a similar path no matter the dimension.
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For your Wanted AU: honestly even if someone got Dawn and Ingo to sit down and explain, the Diamond and Pearl clans sound like a cult. Like it sounds like the Pearl Clan and the Galaxy Team found them and forced them to 'earn their keep'. We know Hisui was dangerous and being a member of the Survey Corps or being a Warden was badass, but Dawn explaining the test she was forced to go through when she first arrived and Ingo explaining Warden duties prolly sounds super messed up.
When viewed through a modern lens that is pretty true. But if they were to sit down and explain honestly, they would preface the clans and the teams behavior with ‘this was 300+ years ago’.
Also that trial, while also viewed through a modern lens, sounds down right laughable. Like the great horror she had to face to earn her place in that team was to capture a Starly, a Spinx, and a Bidoof? The kind of team a talented ten year old could catch in an afternoon unsupervised? Oh wow, real challenging, sure. Modern people have no context what dealing with truly feral pokemon are like.
But, if someone were to take what they say out of context, and if Ingo and Akari were still on the run and being very guarded with what the might tell this nosy trainer whose weird Rotom just keeps staring at them, it absolutely would sound like a cult.
In this scenario I don’t think Ingo would name the Pearl Clan, (and might subtly button up his coat to hide is shirt lol), because he saw how people reacted to Akari claiming to be a part of the Galaxy Team. And they would have met Team Galactic by this point and that did not go well. Ingo does not know what became of the Pearl Clan but he does not wish to either tarnish their name or associate with their modern counterpart if the went the way of Team Galactic.
The questions asked would not be entirely directed at Ingo and generally be softballs, as the person is a kid and doesn’t even know what he should be asking, much to the suffering of his live audience. It’s only after the Stream ends and all the theorist can start picking apart the footage that the idea of them having been kept by a cult starts gaining traction. It would explain where Ingo has been and him suddenly running off with all these pokemon. He could have been brainwashed! And it would explain Akari’s odd behavior with the masks and how they have no idea who she is, she might have been born into this cult and had this ‘ initiation’ when she came of age!!
People who push against the theory would automatically point to Ingo coat and hat as proof that’s not true. Cultist as severe as what they’re describing wouldn’t allow him to keep anything from his former life, which the theorist would counter with pointing out how torn and ragged they now are. Perhaps it was damaged as punishment?? And if they escaped this cult  of course he’s want to wear something from his former life no mater the shape it’s in!
This is another one of those theories that leaves Emmet feeling sick. He knows he needs to stop looking at these. He just wanted to watch the video of his brother and hear his voice, he didn’t expect the fall in the rabbit hold of horror that is his brother being taken by a cult. 
Also, Team Galactic was already pretty culty. With they’re plans to bring about a ‘new world’ and how most their members were young 20 somethings who all dyed and style their hair to look the same. They had a charismatic terrorist leader and everything.
There could be speculation that wherever Akari and Ingo have been kept until now could have been another branch of Team Galactic that might have recently fallen apart. This idea is what gets the cops attention and causes them to start investigating and cracking down on the folks who are supporting Ingo and Akari as the New Galaxy Team.

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Hey so you know that Phantump happen when a child who became lost in the woods possess tree stumps.
And there’s a lot of trees in ancient Hisui and the player (who’s a child in game) get banished in game.
It would really suck if someone found a Phantump that was carrying around something that belong to the player and just know that it was them.
The horror realization that will fall on the person mostly if they saw the player as their somewhat adopted child.
They would blame kamado, they would blame the villagers, they would blame everyone even arceus the god itself, before they blame themself for not being able to do more to help the player.
Not the children! Please think of the children!! Lol, that is deliciously angsty, I love it! I'll do Laventon for this, since he's the daddest dad to ever dad. I'll write for anyone else you like too, tho!
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You've been missing for days now. Laventon wrings his hands, watching the gate, anxiously waiting for you to come running through, a hug at the ready. He's desperate to know you're okay. After being denied the chance to follow you, he's left here, worried. Waiting.
Please, he prays, to who he doesn't know, but he prays, please, come home.
And you do.
Laventon watches in horror as the tiny Pokémon floats up to the village gate, a familiar red scarf wrapped around its neck, flowing in the soft breeze. Ress tries to shoo it back, but the little thing gives a tiny cry, like a muted scream of pain.
Laventon doesn't realize he's running until he's already at the gate. He stumbles through, opening his arms to the Phantump. It cries to him, eyes desperately look up at him, begging for something he can't give. No, he can only cradle the tiny Pokémon in his hand, tears pouring down his cheeks as he takes in the last thing remaining of his child.
This can't be happening. He's frantic, feeling the worn bark of the Phantump's head, searching for something he's not sure of. He wills himself to wake up, because this can't be you. Bright, wonderful you, his little surveyor, helping him fill out the Pokédex.
This can't be you, because the last time he saw you, he promised you that he would see you again, here in the village, and he would get you all the potato mochi you would want. You had smiled at him, but it hadn't reached your eyes. You had called him "Dad" before you left. Laventon had promised himself he'd make you properly smile once this whole mess was over, let you know you were his child, forever and always, and now-
The Phantump nuzzles his palm with a low sound, like a groan of pain.
Laventon sobs. "I-I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
"Professor!?" Ress asks, alarmed. "What is it?"
Laventon wails your name, and the Phantump cries out louder. "I'm so sorry, my child, my sweet child, I should've came with you. I should've protected you. Oh, my poor child."
He should've been a better father figure to you. Then maybe you wouldn't have died.
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I know you said they would blame Arceus and Kamado and all, but I have no doubts that Laventon would wholly blame himself if anything were to happen to the player. Hope that's okay!
~Renee
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