Why do I feel like Ingo would have a praise kink, even if he might not admit it? Call him a good boy or say he's so handsome, he'll be putty in your hands. Tell him how good he feels inside you, or how hot he looks underneath you, and he'll become determined to make you feel even better than he does
👀 I see you, That's so big brain I'm not sure how I haven't thought of that before I'm going to rotate this in my head
Praise kink!Ingo Hcs
Praise Kink! Ingo, who cannot handle your praisel, but simultaneously is so desperate for it. He's making you feel so good; all he wants is for you to tell him how good he's doing. He wants to hear more than just your squeals and moans. He wants that drooling kissed bruised mouth to tremble out broken sentences of how good he feels deep inside you.
Praise Kink!Ingo Who will respond back with praise of his own. He can't help himself, moaning about how much he thinks about you, commenting on everything you're doing to his him. This is about the only time Ingo fully voices his possessiveness. The possessive thoughts that he only keeps to himself. Ingo is not only extremely vocal when it comes to moaning or groaning, He also cannot stop trying to praise you Even though most the time his sentences are broken with moans and whimpers he still tries so hard to make sure you hear nothing but praise.
Praise Kink!Ingo bucking his hips faster as soon as your shaky words fall from your lips."So big! Filling me up!" You squeal, and he's already about to cum; his eyes roll back as every last bit of control slips through his fingers, pounding your cunt with reckless abandon. Your praise alone brings him to orgasm and makes him beg for more.
Praise Kink!Ingo is obsessed when you tell him how much you love him and pamper him, all the while your hand strokes his cock up and down. You can see the hearts in his eyes when you go in for a kiss, fingers threading through his hair in one hand, and the other is meeting his hips with every buck. He's a busy man and it's nice to come home with a partner that could melt your stress away and use your mouth to not only Tell him how handsome he is and how good he makes you feel but also pamper him in 'other ways'
Praise Kink!Ingo is like a puppy, He would do anything just for you too praise him in bed. He has learned your body already now it's time to learn about other things that make you come. Whether it be kinks or new positions.
Praise Kink!Ingo to enjoys eating you/sucking you because he not only gets to taste you. But he pleasures you and he gets to feel your fingers in his hair in your hand on his face. He gets such an ego boost when you tell him how good his tongue is.
Praise Kink!Ingo Dom phrases:
“You’re a pleasure to use.”
“I love the way you look when you’re on your knees”
"So good for me, and all for me."
Can't stop thinking about you... You ruined me."
"You're so hot, how did I get someone like you?"
"I think I'm in love with you."
"I can't keep my hands to myself, You're too irresistible"
Ingo?! Ingo you say?! YES AGREED. Could I request maybe warden ingo getting some love from maybe diamond clan member that's v grateful to him for his help?👀
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He didn't anticipate this sidetrack by one bit. Y/N's eyes practically gleamed up at him as she bobbed her head along his length, moaning softly.
Ingo had just found her running from an alpha Golbat, managing to help her escape. She praised him and thanked him profusely, making him flustered.
He can't remember how it resulted in her on her knees, swallowing his cock as he bit his lip to stop his moans from echoing through the caves.
"Fuck..." He moaned quietly, hand reaching down to grip her hair. "Y/N, you should stop," He whispered, cock twitching against her tongue. She must've been mischievous like a Zorua as the glint in her eye was his only warning before she began to swallow around him more eagerly. "Oh fuck!" He gasped, panting as his body began to tense.
Y/N grunted when he grabbed her head and shoved his cock against the back of her throat, forcing his cum down it. She shivered excitedly as she continued to hump against his leg like an animal in heat.
By the dark look in his eye, he was far from done. She was all the happier to serve her hero.
I’ve been talking a lot to my dear friend @onestepbackwards , and my brain wouldn’t let go of this idea, enjoy!
🔞18+Only!🔞
CW : afab reader, pussy eating, on the phone with unsuspecting Emmet but he’s into it, and you unaware he can hear.
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You aren’t sure how long it’s been since Ingo woke you up.
Your mind is foggy and you can’t tell if it’s from sleep or the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving you.
Lately he’s been begging for a taste of your cunt the second he gets home, texting you nearly every hour about how much he misses you and wants a taste again.
But you can never cum just one time on his tongue, he stays between your legs for hours. Always promising ‘just one more!’ But that’s a lie.
Your morning started like all other recently, waking up to intense warmth and wet movement against your pussy.
Blearily you look down and there is Ingo, face first into your wet heat. His eyes are unfocused as he moans against you.
You cry out, the vibrations going right to your clit.
It’s been going like this for Arceus knows how long.
Your voice is hoarse from your constant moans and whines. You lift your head up to look at your boyfriend, he hasn’t left your cunt this whole time.
Ingo moves his tongue between your twitching hole and moving his lips around your clit, sucking and nibbling oh so gently, just to get you to gush.
His moans tickle your skin, his breath fanning over you as he licks up your cum for what feels like the seventh time.
“Ingo, please that’s…that’s enough, y-you’re gonna be late-oh! Mm!- for work!”
He whimpers, pulling away from you for just a moment, his lips and chin are shining with your slick, his eyes are shimmering with unshed tears, having been cumming right along side you this whole time.
“Please, just one more? I can’t- please I can’t bare to go! I can’t last that long without you!” The subway boss makes a move to dive back in.
Nearly sobbing when your hand catches his head, stopping him.
You lay your head back panting, trying to catch your breath before reaching for your phone.
Making sure to keep a hold of his messy silver hair. You shakily open your phone and call Emmet, you hate that you have to bail Ingo out of work but no matter what you tell yourself, you can’t bring yourself to tell him to stop.
You steady your breathing, trying to make it sound like you just woke up instead of you being licked dry.
Staring at a desperate Ingo made you wish Emmet would hurry up and pick up his phone.
Your hand is shaking from holding Ingo back, it’s not like he isn’t fighting it, his hands are wrapped around your thighs, whining as he tries to pull you closer to his face.
“Hellooo! I didn’t expect a call from you so early in the morning, everything okay?”
You nearly sigh in relief at the sound of the younger twins voice.
“Sorry to bug you so early, it’s about Ingo.”
You stopped speaking for a moment, trying to get a better grip on your lovers hair before continuing.
“Oh my! Is everything alright? Did he get sick?”
“Yeah he-“
The second his hair was free from your sweaty grip you desperately tried to slam the mute button, and you thought you did before slamming it down on your chest.
“Fuck! Wait, oooh Ingo! Please it’s too mUCH! Ah!”
You whine at the lewd slurping sound echoing in the room.
What you aren’t aware of is you did not mute your side.
Emmet is holding his phone to his ear, eyes wide and face completely red.
Is…were you trying to call out for Ingo cause he wouldn’t stop fucking you? Was his prudish twin really that far gone that he couldn’t stop and get into work?
And why do you sound so pretty?
He nearly smacks himself for thinking about how hot and slutty you sound.
Your sounds are making him weak, your loud squeal and begs, you’re making it difficult to hang up.
“Ingo please! J-just a few minutes! Ah! Oooh fuck oh- I’m gonna cum!”
Emmet bites his lip, you sound so good, he almost wants to see what kind of face you’re making.
Shakily he hangs up, sighing heavily. He can’t believe he just heard all that, he’s so a shamed of himself.
His face only darkens with a blush.
How good is that pussy for his prudish brother to act like that? Emmet can feel his heart pounding as he shakes those thoughts out of his head.
He sends you a quick message about letting Ingo rest from whatever ‘sickness’ he caught.
Hopefully Emmet can calm himself before starting up the lines.
A male reader blog? In this economy?!? What are the fucking odds?
Unrelated but oogh I love your formatting it's so 👌👌👌 makes my braincell very pleased
Anyways!! Please feel free to disregard this if you aren't actively taking requests, I just wanted to write this idea down before I forgot it haha. So... Ingo, right? Mr train man. The yoinky sploinky.
I'm assuming you've played PLA (if you haven't my bad) but... Perchance some headcanons of a warden ingo and a male reader. Reader is a member of the diamond clan for that sweet forbidden romance.
For specifics, Reader has a weird affinity for Pokemon and has befriended a completely feral weavile that dropped through one of the space time vortexes!! His Weavile is homies with Lady Sneasler so naturally he and Ingo have become friends.
Anyways!! General relationship headcanons between them, perhaps a little sneakiness to avoid getting caught (even if they're extremely obvious and everybody knows) both sfw and nsfw are fine, whatever u feel like doin my man
For a final note, if you do named anons, can I b Bones Anon? Because I eat bones 🦴
Thank u have a good day
hello, hello ! ♡
why, yes, i do so happen to be a male reader blog! also thank you, hehe, i didn't think much about the formatting.. i just got inspired by seeing other writer blogs and went this is my style :)
anyway, looks like not only do we have our first request and first official post, but also my first ever anon! ♡
welcome to the cozy corner, bones anon! 🦴
yes, i have played LA! i've watched some, rp'ed some, but played even fewer for pokémon— i only have shield and LA, and i'm planning to get SV soon though! i absolutely love the idea you've bestowed upon me, ingo is such a skrunkle.
so, without further ado...
on the downlow ;; ingo x male!reader headcanons
content ;- fluff , nsfw , soft dom ingo , sub reader , anal sex , semi public sex , clothed sex , oral ( ingo receiving with implied reader receiving ) , sexy consent , creampie , cockwarming , implied aftercare , pet names ( darling )
not proofread. nsfw below the cut. minors dni.
> hailing from the diamond clan, values of time were always ingrained within you. sure, you weren't as vocal as adaman, but you held it in your heart. but as one who spends his time around pokémon, you never focused on "wasting" time, but rather "taking your time".
> no matter the type of beast you face, your patience never once ran thin, and you made tons of pokémon friends— some normal, but many out of the norm that many wouldn't ever dare approach.
> be it a raging ursaring, or curious ghosts that lurk, you always found a way to make friends. even this absolute feral weavile that everyone told you to not approach. it took way too much time, but you somehow managed to have it partner up with you.
> of course, with the help of the galaxy expedition team, you had found out that sneasel like cold places! you wanted to give your dear weavile some friends, so you decided to make a trip to the coronet highlands!
> little did you know, this little trip would sow a seed that would sprout over time. you met warden ingo, one who stayed with the pearl clan. it wasn't exactly you who initiated anything— but rather your beloved weavile had took an interest in lady sneasler.
and soon began this little relationship.
> ingo doesn't exactly have the pearl clan's ultimate belief in his heart— perhaps that is why he soon began to accept your presence around him and the pokémon he was the warden of. at first it was just idle chit chat as your weavile and lady sneasler began a friendship of their very own, but soon it grew. you'd exchange gifts and trinkets, things that reminded you of each other. it was wonderful, especially when he'd share a berry with you as he said you were as sweet as it.
> spending time out in the highlands meant it was often cold. despite your protests, claiming that you'll get used to it with "time", ingo's ragged coat would often be drapped around your shoulders. he thinks it's fitting on you, claiming that it was as though the "space" in his coat was perfect to hold someone like you.
> the protection of the ghosts you've befriended will always be something you cherish. for when night falls and you long for the other, they guide you in the darkness to meet him. he is more than happy to have you in his arms at the wee hours, and he secretly thanks the pokémon that guided you to him with little offerings.
> surely enough, some of the diamond clan would question your odd disappearances every time you went to seek him out. you'd never tell them where you went, despite them all being worried for you. after all, despite your patience with pokémon, it simply meant you were just as prone to trouble. sometimes the two of you would meet just outside jubilife, exchanging sweet affections hidden away from the gaze of your clans. nobody would be there, and it was perfect.
> by now, ingo proclaimed himself as an expert on... you. he knew you like his pokémon, the back of his hand. he knew what you'd like, where to find you... where you like to be touched, how his kisses affect you. yes... he does think he knows a lot about you.
he wants to know even more.
> nights in hisui were beautiful— the sky above was always astounding. but only one sight would maintain the spot of ingo's most preferred sight; you between his legs pleasuring him with your mouth. the same mouth that spouts flowery words as flirtacious remarks, the same mouth that peppers kisses across his cheeks. seeing you work so passionately to pleasure him makes him want to do the same to you. he will do the same to you.
> sometimes, touches go a little too far, and before you even knew it, the both of you are entangled in one another out in the open. far away from civilisation, far away from pokémon, the two of you are stuck in your own world with only each other. he holds you tightly by your waist as your legs lock around him, clothes barely tugged apart as he wanted you there and then. you couldn't complain, you wanted him too, after all.
> ingo always listens. "is this okay?" or "are you feeling good, darling?" are words you commonly hear in your ears as he gets intimate with you. holding you in an embrace so dear like no other, he makes sure you're always still there, feeling exactly what he wants you to feel. for as long as you tell him, he'd give his all to you and never less.
> you're intoxicating- addicting even. your tightness around him as him groaning in your ears and he simply wants to feel more. his hands roam all over you with a certain fervor, gripping down as he feels you up. your skin on his, you never expected that he was so close. the only sign you got was a low moan in your ears as he nuzzled in close, hips stuttering before he filled you up. you are always too good to him, and he wants to be just as good to you. he'll see to it that he'll clean up your messes, and he follows through every time.
> being a warden is hard work. it's stressful, especially when some other clan members are being nosy or bossy. when this happens, he can't help but want to seek you out. you are his saving grace, his divine angel that he wants to bask in the light of. when you finally meet him, you realise how pent up he is— but he doesn't want anything more but to feel you around him. he has you in his lap, his arms wrapped around you as he nestles himself within your warmth to stay there for as long as you both would like. the comfort of a lover has never felt better than this.
crystcrm 2022. do not reupload or plagiarise my works.
I love the unhinged horny behavior of yandere twins.
Especially with a more consensual setting (but I still adore the darker stuff)
Just the idea of walking around with these men who look at you with hearts in their eyes and blood on their hands just for. Immaculate taste.
Doing anything for you, bending over backwards just for you, they want you, they love you.
Of course they are addicted to you, they crave every bit of you attention and affection.
Sneaking into your house, giving back underwear that’s ruined in their spent.
Just the idea of these two acting that way UGH😩
Also not a lot of x subby bottom yandere’s and that makes me sad.
Cause you can’t tell me that yan! Ingo and Emmet wouldn’t do ANYTHING for you.
Anything.
In fact they will be the ones going overboard cause they aren’t done!
Doesn’t matter if you were overstimulating by riding his cock, making him cum over and over and over, it’s going to end up with you being the tired one cause he wanted more! Just a bit more!
You go from fucking him with a strap on, his ass up in the air and face down on the mattress, to flat on your back and him fucking himself on your strap on, begging for more.
No you don’t need to know about the person they ‘sent away’ cause they were talking about asking you out.
No you don’t need to know what happened to that flirty cashier.
All that matters if you giving them your undivided attention.
FOR REAL THOUGH
Consensual yandere stuff is just *Chefs Kiss* So good. Darker stuff is great, but having it be consensual is not something you see too often, at least not it my own experience.
I wrote a while back a whole mini series about yandere ingo and emmet stalking their darling, but the darling was secretly aware the whole time. It was on R0's blog @r0-boat
I should really find it fdklsjfsldj
BUT honestly like,, consensual yandere? 👀👀
Even if you don't love them quite yet, you still accept them into your life! You are willing to try!
And if you do love them, it's all the sweeter!
If you aren't dating yet though, they can't help but watch you, stalk you. "Protect" you.
You are there everything. Their life, their love, their reason for living.
They constantly sneak into your home, take little things you don't need. Some chapstick here, a shirt there....
Though they enjoy taking your dirty underwear from the bottom of the pile, and rutting into it while on your bed.
They are surrounded by your scent, and the pleasure of touching themselves here in your home, imagining you with them... It's easily enough to bring them over the edge, and to soil your dirty underwear even further.
They put the pairs underwear back in the pile, thinking you'd be blissfully unaware of their 'gift.' You hardly paid attention when stuffing laundry in the machine after all.
You aren't a fool though. Those stains did not come from you.
Though it makes your heart race knowing you have someone out there doing this.
So you make a little show of wearing the used panties around the house. You 'cleaned' them, so it was no issue :)
Both go absolutely feral if they see you wearing the underwear they ruined, or the clothes they snuggled against while spying on you in your home.
If you did this and you were already together with them, you are not leaving the house. You can't just tease them like that, and expect them not to respond in kind?
You end up late if you had any plans.
Regardless if they have approached you yet or not though, it becomes obvious that they would do anything for you.
Hungry? Oh! Looks like someone ordered your favorite food to your house by accident! A free meal for you!
Wanting to see a sports game? Oh how lucky! Someone left a ticket in your mailbox, with some amazing seats!
Someone bothering you? Don't worry, after a few days, the person almost seems terrified when they see you. At least they are leaving you alone!
And if they don't, well...
If they go missing, it has nothing to do with you.
If you are with them though, it becomes obvious to you what has happened. But hey, you saw nothing, and it's not like you could prove it if you wanted to.
But who said you'd want to?
It also becomes clear your boys would do anything you asked of them. They want, no need your attention. You are their everything.
It almost hurts if they aren't near you, or have your attention.
They don't care if they are overstimulated! They need more! They can't get enough!
If you thought Ingo's oral fixation and ability to go down on you for hours was impressive, yandere Ingo could eat you out for days if you'd let him.
Especially if you put water and food aside for breaks, he will devote a whole weekend to eating you out or sucking your cock. He is drunk off your taste. He would stay there forever if he could.
It's so much, he'll cum plenty of times on his own. Your pleasure easily able to make him cum. He loves it.
He’ll be a babbling mess the whole time.
Emmet will also take anything you give him. If being with you means you are on top, he'll accept that. He just wants you so badly, he'll do anything-!
Even if it means moaning like a whore on your cock or strap. He loves it. He loves the feeling of you pounding into him, making him feel so good. So full.
You roughly push him into the bed and pound out orgasm after orgasm. After you've been at if for over an hour, you decide to let him rest, no matter how much he keeps begging for it.
Though he surprises you by pinning you to the bed, and riding you. His face is flushed, and he's drooling and panting, but he can't help it! He needs more.
Anytime you go out with them, they are attached to your sides at all times. Emmet is latched to your arm, all while Ingo at least has your hand entwined with his.
Though yandere Ingo isn't as against hanging off your arm either. Especially when it shows someone you are his.
if anyone tries anything, all it takes is both pulling you close, and hugging you, or holding onto you. Maybe a whisper here or there in your ear.
You are theirs, they are yours. No one gets in between you and them.
Gently tugging his locks and he's whimpering for more
Bro actually he definitely would be
Warden Ingo being into hair pulling drabble
Sub!Warden Ingo x Dom! Reader
Cw: hair pulling
Ingo tries very hard not to be loud and that means he tries to focus his attention on anywhere else but his loud moans and screams. And that usually ends in his fingers digging into you so hard they leave bruises.
Your older partner feels so bad the day after. His eyebrows furrowed, and he ran his gentle hand over your bruises, apologizing. You don't mind at all, but he is not convinced.
Ingo kisses you on your forehead and suggests, "You are very sweet, my dear. Will you at least humor me and treat me roughly so we can be even?" He says, but that silly little smile as he gets on his knees for you, slowly wrapping his arm and hands on your legs, resting his cheek against your thighs. " Please use me like I use you. "
When he looks at you like that you can't resist, You bend down putting your your palm against his cheek and watching him nuzzle before sliding up to his locks. Ingo's eyes flutter close expecting your fingers to run through his locks to only snap open when you grip his head and pull him backward he lets go over your leg stable himself on the floor as you immediately get on top of him. With hunger in your eyes that makes him shutter You didn't give him a moment to think before forcing yourself down on his hard cock.
Ingo let out a loud growl, having been caught off guard by the squeezing of your walls. His mind going blank when his cock feels so good and the stinging pain of your hand pulling his head back harder and harder. He's being too loud and he knows that... Despite the two of you being the only ones in his cabin he tries so hard to stifle his loud moans.
It was almost as if you would purposely pull on his hair every time he tries to hold back.
All of him was in the palm of your hand, and he loved it. Even as his hands gripped your hips, adding to your bouncing. He was yours to command.
When Ingo first met you, he was so curious, gently stalking closer on all fours, his eyes trained on yours. When he was close enough, he reached out his hand, delicately feeling your skin softer than his. He already knew he was not like his Sneasler brothers and sisters, but he had never seen a human up close like this before. He never knew how soft their skin was. He wanted more, to know more about you, about humans through you to explore his fingers and hands throughout your entire body, feel every nook and cranny, and memorize every reaction you make.
Ingo urges you to stay in the den he knows that you're just trying to help him with his hunts in any way you could but really all he needs you to do is warm the nest until he gets back so he could snuggle up against you mew and purr brush up against your warm body.
Being raised by Sneaslers, he was practically born to Mountain climb. Even though he did not have claws like his siblings, he could still scale vertical walls of Rock with ease. His rough, calloused, and scratched hands are proof of his survival in the Coronet Heights. Ingo is not a pokemon so he does not go into heat but it has been so long since he had taken a mate he acts like as if he is in heat. His breaths are rough and heavy, and his hands Shake when he gently caresses you. He's practically drooling when he holds you close, pressing you down into the nest to take you, trying his hardest to hold back the urge to put his kits inside you, to break your poor hole, so he goes slowly at first, but his patience wears thin fast. Eyes dilated Already getting drunk on how good you smell and how good you feel.