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[glassesblu]

Trying to figure them out

Colored pic for my friend @belltrigger for helping me out!

[feroluce]

Fero! Fero! Did the wheel really give you Watakushi? That's the first person pronoun that Ingo uses in the Japanese! I just thought it was funny based on what you said in the tags. 🤭

YOU'RE SHITTING ME

Ingo seriously speaks with the same first person pronoun that's supposed to give "spoiled princess vibes?" That's fantastic, that's the best thing I've read all week, I love him so much HSKZJNSKS

[tsumisan6v9]

I was suddenly hit with emotions and ideas thanks to @belltrigger and @glassesblu’s Reverse!ages AU (Old!Emmet and Young!Ingo). The dialogue is taken from one of my fav films, ‘The Last Unicorn’.

This is my own idea for this AU. I thought of Emmet, after years of unable to find Ingo and coming to terms that he might be gone forever, has to completely remove himself from his work and passion with trains because it reminded him too much of his brother. On his road to recovery, he decided to quit his job at Gear Station and trained to take over Uncle Drayden’s position as Opelucid’s Gym Leader. By the time Ingo returns, Emmet’s already settled into his place as the Gym Leader for nearly a decade and confident he has moved on...OOP.

[megadraws]

Hello Mega! I hope today is finding you well! ヾ(•ω•`)o If you haven't already gotten it, would you consider thinking about [archeops] for the ask game?

Aaaa my first prompt! Thank you!

Question: [archeops] which brother do you think has more of a sweet tooth?

I like to think Nobori/Ingo is more of a sweet tooth~ He would packed sweets in his pocket for himself or some kids at the subway! Kudari/Emmet just love to indulgent his brother's appetite ewe

[belltrigger]

Riso and I are having a fun little event for this month. The prompts are in no particular order, so we'll just be doing whichever one strikes our fancy! We have a side pool of additional options if we're truly not feeling any of these.

Feel free to participate! And even if not, please look forward to whatever we make!

[eyreyereye]

Hi!!! Would you possibly do some ideas for [joltik] please? /)owo/)

[joltik] what kind of dates would they go on, if any?

they're busy men, what with running gear station and all, but i can definitely see them having nice, low-key at home dates, being mushy and impossibly cute together while not wearing themselves out on their few rest days

[unovanhunny]

Hi there! Could you possibly give “Push” a try? Art or writing, whatever you'd like is fine!

I decided to do both oop- also I haven't quite figured out how I want to write them so- 🙏

Rush hour was over. Fewer and fewer passangers trickled through the station to catch the next train or the following one. That left the station relatively quiet and even peaceful, at least until the late evening rush in another two hours. But moments like these, without all the hustle and bustle, the odd sound of footsteps growing less and less frequent, that they could find time to be alone. Sure they had more privacy in their office, but they both knew that they preferred the atmopshere of the station proper.

It always started simple, hands clasped, fingers laced together in a secure grip. The gentle heat that radiated through the gloves was comforting and comfortable and put them both at ease in a way few things could. Even though they spoke of work, the touch made it intimate.

And from this intimacy, and the knowledge that they'd be alone for a while still, came a desire. A desire that drew Emmet's eyes to Ingo's lips as he spoke, hearing less of what he said and thoughts of feeling them against his own filling his head. And he had never been one to curb his desires if there was no outstanding reason not to.

He stopped short suddenly, their connected hands pulling Ingo to a stop as well. At the concerned questioning gaze, Emmet simply smiled and in quick order led Ingo backwards until his back was braced against the tiled wall of the station. There was no more confusion what was on Emmet's mind, this had happened plenty of times before. And Ingo knew to indulge him. And more than that, he wanted it too. With a dusting of pink in his cheeks, Ingo's naturally downturned mouth seemed more like a pout. And how could Emmet ever resist that? He pressed forward and connected their lips, hands still clasped, content.

[allaboardtheblankship]

Excadrill and garbodor for the ship meme please?

[excadrill] what's the best artwork/fic/etc you've seen for them?

Ah, that one is a bit tricky to answer... Firstly because I don't consume a lot of content, secondly because I would rather stick to recommending art and blogs that (openly) support blankship.

...I'm gonna keep myself from tagging all the incredibly amazing blankshipper content creators out there, and just say that @belltrigger has written some of my favourite fic of them, and I haven't even had the time to read them all. From sweet fluff to hurt/comfort, there's everything. @glassesblu draws some of the most shaped Ingo and Emmet I've seen, and I could go on listing compliments

[garbodor] which pokemon do you see each brother being most attached to respectively?

They both love their pokemon dearly, but Ingo has a soft spot for Accelgor because that was Emmet's pokemon, and now it's his! He gotta take good care of it! Ingo lets Emmet borrows most of his pokemon, so he sees all of them as being shared pokemon, but Accelgor? That's HIS responsibility! His brother entrusted him with his shelmet, and by arceus he will take good care of it!

Emmet has a favorite child, and it's his galvantula with poison-cross. He really likes all his joltiks too! but gosh darn, when it hatched and poisoned him for the first time, he cried tears of joy. He has been spoiling it in attention and training and treats for all its life.

But while galvantula is his darling pokemon, his secret favorite is garbodor. I headcanon Emmet as.... a clean freak, who despise litter and rubbish above all else. And in comes Garbodor, here to help keep the subway (and everywhere else) clean. Golden Stars for Garbodor.