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examine! / @infernalpursuit Examine your reflection Or examine your brother. Same thing, really

It's… you? Is that really how you look like? You look tired. No, no, actually… you look exhausted. You stare into the cup of water, giving you back that weak reflection of you that leaves you wondering how much of it is simply distorted, and how much is actually… you. It hurts to look at yourself, somehow. It almost scares you. So you force your gaze up, and start drinking from the cup; ironically, you end up looking at Emett.

And it's… you. Of that, you're suddenly certain. He's you, and you're him. A single thing divided in two inseparable parts, pushed apart through time, and now back together, at last. Two lost souls, now completed again. He looks tired. No, no, actually, he looks exhausted.

But this time, you manage to smile a timid smile. Suddenly, the lingering memory of your reflection in the cup isn’t as hurtful and scary as you pictured it a second ago.

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Oof. That was a bad fall. Before even opening his eyes, Ingo wakes up at the sound if his entire body screaming in pain. He barely holds back a whine, mostly out of a habit that for what he knows he always had, choking it under a cautious breath in, and a shaky breath out. As his eyes hatch, he's met with the vision of the merchant and his polite smile.

And he's not sure how to feel about it. Of all the people, for some reason, he'd much rather be anyone else with him now than the merchant - even being completely alone would have been better. A thought that almost makes him feel guilty as he slowly moves to attempt to sit up. He has no real reason to feel that way about him, no? He's… always been polite. … maybe it was the fall…?

« I… think I am… » he slurs as his trembling arms bring him to sit. His head pounds painfully as he does, and his eyes shut with a pained hiss. He takes a moment, but then returns to move, slowly but steadily working to stand. « I can. » he murmurs, without opening his eyes. « I can. »

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psst, 20 ( sick / injured ) + 33 ( tense ) for ingo? :3c

"Hey! I thought you were stronger than that, Warden Ingo!"

The smile on his face is always there: polite, yet a little too wide to seem sincere. The typical smile of a merchant, one he doesn't bother trying to make it look more genuine - one that hides, deep down, a sick sense of satisfaction as the warden reopens his eyes after getting knocked out by an Alpha Golem.

Hopefully he didn't see him taking care of that giant beast with ease. He'd rather keep his abilities for himself. Let people believe he was just some guy with a Togepi.

"Hm... maybe it's too soon to joke about this, actually. That was quite the fall!" he continues, letting said Togepi jump off of his crossed arm, both of them walking near Ingo "It's a miracle you're still alive. Are you able to stand?"

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Both of them smile at a past so similar, yet so individually different. Ingo still misses a lot of pieces of his time in Hisui, every timeskip stripping away all his memories and only this time slowly, slowly giving him back some. Months have passed since his return, months during which he couldn't recognise his own brother for so long, during which he found back his place and a semblance of normality, even if what had happened to him could be considered anything but normal.

Volo's visage was one of the first things he remembered, but he could see only that. He didn't recall anything that happened, he just felt afraid for some reason, until small flashes returned, meaningless at first, then clearer and clearer. He still can't remember exactly all that happened - but he remembered enough for that fear to become quiet anger. And now, surprise. In a day started as normal as his new normality goes, he finds him. And only Ingo's smile shows a change in his demeanor, otherwise always the same conductor that everyone around him loves to see - always the same warden the merchant had learnt to know.

He saw enough, went through enough, to be perfectly aware that this person is not simply someone very similar to Volo. He went back and forth through time himself - he doesn't see a reason for this encounter to be impossible.

« Perhaps, sir. » he replies, gloved hands taking his ticket and pretending to check it. Really, the ticket could be fake, and he wouldn't care. He'll be his guest, if he has to. He wants him on the train. « I tend to be quite forgetful lately, it seems. » He hands him back the ticket, his smile getting just a little wider. « The train is about to depart. You'd better hurry inside. »

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His hands stop as the man in front of him hands him the train ticket. He's keeping his head low under the hat, but he sees him anyway - he's used to observe who comes up the train. And he knows him. He knows him. For a few moments, he just stares, a hint of shock on the features. And then, suddenly, he smiles a gentle smile. A well knowing smile. « Welcome on the Battle Subway, sir. » he tells him. « You're quite late. »

That's not right. Volo got used to see mirrors of people from his past, descendants of souls long gone; with time, he got used to the Warden's sibiling as well whenever he travelled around Unova, come to terms with the fact that someone else, there, was a victim of Arceus' carelessness.

and nobody else's.

And yet, here he is. Staring at the figure in front of him as if he saw a ghost. Volo truly thought nothing could surprise him, by now, but being face to face with the same amnesiac Warden that was dragged kicking and screaming in Hisui after all those years made his heart sink.

Not out of guilt. Not out of fear.

Shock. Pure, genuine shock.

"...late?"

A blink, and Volo returns the smile. Ingo knows. Undoubtly so. He has to know, right? Allow him to play the part of the ignorant just a little bit longer.

"Forgive me, I thought I was just on time. Or did you change the timetables overnight?"

A double meaning. A clear one. The tension is palpable.

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Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

For example, a stormtrooper mask: “A white mask with a black visor on the front. Putting it on, you realize that the visor isn’t even transparent. How are you expected to do anything competently like this?”

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a low activity, 18+ heavily canon divergent ingo from legends: arceus. loved by ghost / harbour, 29 y/o, italian, any pronouns. sideblog of ghostories.

this blog will contain triggering content, such as discussion and graphic depiction of violence and physical illness, forced isolation, amnesia, survivor's guilt, anxiety and panic attacks and ptsd. reader discretion is adviced.

rules / public vs. non-public infos art credits — headers by jaykimeleven on twitter, icons by guiltfreeicons.

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rules. ( i don't require a password, but please do throw an eye at them! )

i. mun & activity. hello! i go by ghost, 29 years old, any pronouns. i'm italian, and english is my second language, hence you might see mistakes or weird phrases in my turns! i can get pretty busy and lately i worked to take the habit of staying as little as possible at the computer, which means that sometimes i can't get to it for days or even weeks. because of this, this blog, as all my blogs are, is permanent low activity! it might take a while for me to reply, but eventually always will! this blog is a sideblog of ghostories!

ii. no follow back. i know how weird it might sound, but for personal reasons i'd rather avoid following back pokémon blogs. to roleplay with you i don't require us to be mutuals, and i won't force you to make an exception for me if you're mutuals only, but have this heads up! if i don't follow you back it's not a sign i don't want to roleplay with you, i just prefer to avoid it. do feel free to send in anything you like even if you don't see me in your followers list!

iii. blog's canon. i roleplay ingo centred on legends: arceus, even in the modern time verse: the blog's canon will always be either him in the past, or him returned to the present, but never anything before legends. this is mostly due to the fact that i'm still pretty new to the pokémon franchise ( i got into it with sun&moon, and still know it pretty marginally ), and i literally know little to nothing about the previous games. which works pretty well with an amnesiac character, to be fair!

iv. adult content and tagging system. due to my interpretation of ingo, mature themes will be present very often. because of this, this blog is 18+. everytime a trigger appears in my turns, i will tag it with the name of the trigger, followed by "//" - for example, blood //. if i forget or don't think about tagging something, never hesitate to tell me!

v. shipping, suggestive and smut. i'd rather avoid romantic shipping with ingo, and smut makes me extremely uncomfortable so i will avoid it altogether.

vi. starting threads and prompts lists. anything works for me to start a thread - prompts from lists or original ones, or plotting, anything! i just really enjoy writing, and love receiving things that give me new excuses to write even more. send anything anytime you like! i do my best to send often prompts as well, but i might always be a little late for prompts lists or for particular events for the aforementioned low activity. if you want to reblog a prompt list i reblogged, please go to the source and don’t reblog directly from me, unless the source itself is broken.

vii. dropping threads. if you don’t feel inspired anymore for a thread of ours, don’t be afraid to drop it! no need to tell me, and i promise i won’t get mad, it’s alright! due to my constant low activity, i know inspiration can simply disappear after a while. don’t be afraid to drop it and move on - we can always start something new!

viii. mun's drawings. i like to draw little things that might involve my muses as much as my writing partners’, and sometimes i like to post them. if the drawing is posted on the rp blog and i specify that only certain people can reblog, please do not reblog them unless you have permission. if i post them here instead than my art blog, it is because i’d rather keep them in a smaller circle.

ix. muses' thoughts. mun =/= muse! what he does or think is not necessarily what i would do or think. don’t compare me to him.

x. fixing and rewriting turns. if you can’t understand something i wrote, don’t be afraid to ask me for clarifications! as aforementioned, english is my second language: while i do my best, mistakes might not be that uncommon in my turns. furthermore, i might misunderstand your turn as well - if it happens, or if more in general i need to change anything in my turn for any reason ( be it also that i might have written you into a corner or you don’t know how to continue! ), don’t hesitate to tell me! i have no problems at all in fixing my turns, or even rewrite them entirely if necessary!

xi. turns length. i tend to write A LOT, especially when i’m very inspired by a thread. please remember, you don’t need to match my length in your reply! don’t feel pressured to write more than you wish, write as much as you want.

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he smiles tiredly, weakly, at her cry. slumberous, almost. which, he knows, is most likely not good.

« okay. » he murmurs, catching her reassurance that it's fine in her tone, despite he really doesn't feel it to be true. not that he believes lady sneasler to be a liar, absolutely not. he would never think such a thing about her. but... it's not fine for him. he should be better at this now, he should be better at not falling in the lair he's not supposed to be in. he should be faster at playing the flute, at holding on while help is coming. he should be better, he should have learned by now. and instead, he's only good at holding back a wince and his pained moan as the lady picks him up, the hits received by the steelix making his body scream.

one hand rests on her chest, the other trying to follow but realizing only then that he can barely move it. it rests by his side then, dangling weakly, his clothes covering the hematomas already forming beneath. with a sigh, he eventually lets a bit more of weakness show, letting himself rest his head as well on her shoulder.

« i'm so tired... » he murmurs. he's more talking to himself, words slurred tiredly, apparently not fully realizing lady sneasler can hear him. « i know i'm not from around here, but at this point... i should get it, at this point... i should understand, i should... i should... ». a pause. a sigh. « instead i still don't know the words to describe where it hurts. »

he leans on her a bit heavier. lord sinnoh, his eyelids feel so heavy...

« i still don't know how to say that i want to go home... » he drags the words out. « can you tell them...? they understand... you... »

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« l-lady sneasler, i'm... c-cough, i'm sorry f-for all the work i g-give you... »

"Snee..."

It's a tired cry. Not tired as in- "it's far too late for you to call me", nor it's made to make him feel bad. It's mostly a silent way to tell him that it was fine. She was in those mountains specifically to help the Trainers in need ( or, at least, those she thought worth being saved; she wouldn't lift a finger for that annoying warden of the Diamond Clan, for starters! ), and was happy that he at least remembered to call her before that Steelix could eat him alive.

Very gently, she lift him up, holding him close to her before starting to walk towards the entrance of the Highlands. Surely that weird Professor was around there, at this hour.

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ingo clenches ever so slightly the covers of the hospital bed, pulling them closer as he folds his arms. the back pressed on the pillow on the wall, he looks more and more as a kid trying to disappear under the blanket, his eyes glancing at the other man with discomfort and confusion. there is no recognition in them, not even the slightest spark: he doesn't know who this man is, like every other person he has met since his return. like his own brother. the thought makes him swallow with difficulty for a moment.

forgive me. i think i got a little too excited. ingo's eyes keep staring at the man, discomfort growing even more at those words. it's not the sentence itself, it's... his tone. it's cold, calculated almost. it gives him the impression of being a little creature closed in a test tube, with that man examining him without really caring that he could be dropping it. i was wondering if you could answer some questions. i need to be fast before someone discovers i'm here.

« ... so... you shouldn't be here. » it's not a question, but an affirmation. one made with his heart heavy, as if scared of the reaction - he barely opened his mouth at all up to that moment, like he forgot how to talk with everything else -, his hands trembling and holding the covers just a little tighter still. « i could call the... ». t-the? what's the name they used? why is he thinking sages for a moment? « ... the doctors. ». yes, right, that's what they said. use the remote to call for the doctors in case you need them. « they could drag you out. »

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« p-please. stop looking at me like that, y... you're beginning to make me feel really uncomfortable. »

"...oh!"

A blink, and Colress leans back on his chair. The smile remains despite everything, relaxed yet emotionless. Yet he gives the man space.

Truth be told, Colress isn't sure why he offered himself to personally check on this Faller - because, let's be real, he doesn't need to check the mechanisms of his suit to understand that this man reeks of Wormhole energy for the clothes alone, more similar to something found in a Sinnohnian history book -, nor why he personally agreed to go to Unova. Call it nostalgia, maybe, or simply curiousity; or, again, the thrill of knowing he's not the only one in this Region who went back and forth Reshiram knows where, even if it looks like Ingo was victim of time travel, rather than space.

As long as authorities don't know he's here, he'll be good. Otherwise, he'll find a way to explain himself without talking too much about [ REDACTED ] when time comes.

"Forgive me. I think I got a little too excited."

He keeps smiling. His tone is stone cold.

"I was wondering if you could answer some questions." Colress continues, going straight to the point "Sorry for the hurry, but I think that your brother took all the visit hours and I need to be fast before someone discovers I'm here."

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           hello, ya girl olive making an actual promo for once. tap the like or reblog if you feel like interacting with the scrunkliest scrunkly, emmet from pokémon BW/B2W2            be sure to check the carrd for very important main verse info! ♡

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PROMPTS FOR CONFRONTATIONS & ARGUMENTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

how long have you known? and you never told me?

i'm not going to take this anymore.

tell me the truth or i swear to god...

you owe me!

you're not listening!

i saved your life, and this is how you thank me?

when were you going to tell me the truth?

you made me look like a fool out there!

i don't have to put up with this.

good fucking riddance.

you'll never see me again.

do you hear yourself?

i was your only friend.

i never loved you.

get out and stay out.

that was incredibly rude of you.

are you fucking serious?

you're lying!

i'm not dealing with this today.

you think you're so perfect.

is this what you want?

keep lying to yourself.

don't let the door hit you on the way out.

i never should have trusted you.

this is all your fault! don't put this on me!

you see what happens when you don't listen to me?

you're unbelievable.

cut it out!

you're doing this to annoy me.

that's nice. real mature of you.

they're dead because of you!

get the hell away from me.

i'm leaving in the morning.

you think you're so great.

would you just listen to me for two seconds?

i said i would help you!

what part of that do you not understand?

you're so stupid.

i wasn't finished speaking.

are you going to interrupt me again?

i can't believe i wasted my life on you.

this wasn't supposed to happen.

i never should have believed you.

you led me on for nothing.

this is the thanks i get?

every time i try to help, you just push me away!

then fine! i'm leaving!

is that what you want? is that what you really want?

we could have made this work if you actually tried!

you don't care about me. you don't care about anything but yourself.

i never want to see you again.

i swear to god, if you take one more step...

burn in hell.

you broke my heart.

we're supposed to be a team!

what are you trying to prove?

i didn't mean for this to happen!

you're not capable of handling this alone! you need to rely on other people!

look around! this is all your fault!

if you would just get your head out of your ass...

i wasn't finished.

knock it off!

you sicken me.

sorry to disappoint.

you're a fucking nightmare to work with.

i'm tired of your bullshit.

you treat me like shit.

you could have stopped this!

you can't just run off like that!

i thought i told you to stay here!

i was wrong about you.

and here i thought i could trust you.

they warned me you were hard to work with.

would you just leave me alone?

we're not doing this here.

just shut up!

you thought wrong.

you're making a huge mistake.

get off me!

i'm sick and tired of this.

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THINGS MY FRIENDS' MUSES HAVE SAID *  dedicated to my wonderful writing partners ♡ adjust as necessary

i can't do this. i can't deal with this.

i'm not going anywhere.

thanks for taking me out to dinner.

did you read that on the back of a cereal box or something?

the least you can do is make me a drink.

i'm driving. come on.

you handled that well.

you're all i have left.

i'm not leaving your side.

i can't imagine my life without you.

why don't you pack your things?

i still can't believe you did all of this.

you'll do great. you just need to have a little more faith in yourself.

i'm sorry if that was inappropriate of me.

it's a gift! you have to open it!

i'm afraid the chase is over.

if this is supposed to be a joke, you should know it stopped being funny at least ten minutes ago.

the fact that i've made it this far is a miracle in itself.

i'd like to see your eyes before i take your life.

don't push it.

so you do care about me.

we don't have to decide now what tomorrow looks like. let's just stick to tonight.

i think this one is beautiful.

have you been watching the bachelor without my knowing?

you are strangely pleasant to work with.

after everything we've both been through, we deserve to be happy.

i was starting to think you'd never ask.

no peeking, okay?

guess you could say i'm married to my job.

i figured we could have a picnic, get to know each other a little better.

you're my everything.

i like kissing every inch of you.

we must keep working towards it.

i feel like i'm screaming for someone to notice how miserable it all is, but no one hears me or cares.

god, that's my worst nightmare.

are you hungry, by any chance?

don't give me ideas.

don't answer that. i'm just going to learn from this moment and do better next time.

i see the good only because someone needs to.

seems a bit odd that we keep meeting like this.

are you done hiding?

i'm not very good at sneaking out.

we must look like an odd pair.

i understand how you're feeling.

you trying to get me drunk?

i was just getting ready to convince you to order in pizza or something.

could i take you up on that glass of wine now?

i've learned a lot about you since we started hanging out.

you literally saved my life.

i'm going in alone. end of story.

it's not too late to back out.

promise i won't bite... unless you want me to.

i wish you'd stay.

how on earth did you pull that off?

i can tell you're checking me out.

i know i need to trust you. i just haven't decided how i feel about it.

can... can i ask something of you?

as long as you're okay...

i've just been too scared to admit it.

join me? absolutely not.

that could make it worse.

now... i didn't say that.

hurt feelings are better than hurt pride.

don't mind me, just admiring the view.

you... have far too many clothes on.

you don't have to share me at all.

i visited once as a child. it was beautiful.

one can only hope.

i could convince them to bring you along.

are you angry?

i can't help but wish for a normal life.

um... i think you're fine.

is there something behind me?

hold still. this might sting.

i promise i'll be good. you'll barely notice i'm here.

we need to find out whether or not this was an isolated incident.

it's kind of a matter of life or death, if you didn't notice.

i was made for you, and you only.

it's just part of the job.

if you're trying to impress me, it worked.

believe it or not, i've patched up nastier wounds than this.

maybe this will get their attention.

you're cute when you blush.

i'm happy to see you too.

when you feel safe... time slows down.

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❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

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oh you really hate me tumblr, don't you.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈'𝐌 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑

18+ | selective | canon divergent 𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎 from 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄'𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒: 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐔𝐒. 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓, 27 y/o, italian, any pronouns. sideblog of soultoken

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐜 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢��𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.

this blog will contain triggering content, such as discussion and graphic depiction of violence and physical illness, forced isolation, amnesia, survivor's guilt, anxiety and panic attacks and ptsd. reader discretion is adviced.

RULES UNDER THE CUT | 𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐂 | 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 | 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 | 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐎 | 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐒

𝐨𝟏. » i'm a generally slow roleplayer with not much time and the attention span of a goldfish, that loves to write a lot and jump constantly between muses: as such, all my blogs have fluctuating activity, almost constantly on the lower side. anything you will send i will reply to, it might just take some time! all the prompts i reblog never expire, so you can send one whenever you like.

𝐨𝟐. » i love all types of interactions and love improvising on prompts, so never fear to send me something, both from a list or completely original. i always love receiving them! if you are willing to, i'm always open for plotting, as certainly plotted threads keep my attention span longer. also, feel always free to drop threads with me if you have lost inspiration, i promise i won't get offended! we're here to write and have fun - if we're stuck, we can simply drop it and begin something else!

𝐨𝟑. » while it's not the main focus i have with this muse, i am open to romantic relationships, though i am not comfortable with smut in general, and i do headcanon ingo as asexual and not interested to sex. a relationship with him will likely be a very slowburn and full of obstacles, regardless of the time it happens.

𝟎𝟒. » i roleplay ingo centred on legends: arceus, even in the modern time verse: the blog's canon will always be either him in the past, or him returned to the present, but never anything before legends. this is mostly due to the fact that i'm pretty new still to the pokémon franchise ( i started to get into it with sun&moon ), and i literally know little to nothing about the previous games. which works pretty well with an amnesiac character, to be fair!

tumblr ims work when they want, and am not very present on the site through the day; if we're mutuals, you can always ask me for my discord!

» 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒. header and this post's art's credit to jaykimeleven on twitter; icons are a courtesy of guiltfreeicons. any edit has been made by me.

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may i ask a ◓ for ingo at @backstatiion? 👀

random pokemon ; ALWAYS ACCEPTING

The first time you saw it, it was a Pikachu. It jumped around happily, shocked your finger when you approached it, and then barked like a Lillipup before leaving. The second time, it was a Braviary. It couldn't fly, it could barely peck, but gracefully accepted the Berries you left behind for it (because you left them for it, right? You didn't simply turn your back on an open bag, surely!) The third time, you saw Kyogre. It was on land, and as big as your hand. You figured it wasn't Kyogre at all pretty easily.

The last time, it didn't know what it should've pretended to be. Oh, it tried, mind you. It tried to be Mew, then a Mudkip, then a Seaking.

Eventually, as it met you, it decided to be itself, sure that you would've enjoyed to play with it even more if it allowed you to capture it the way it was.

DITTO ; O ; Lv.18 Naughty Nature Transform

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timeskippcd › backstatiion

because i wasn't convinced anymore of the previous url. :C i like this better. C:< ( is it a reference to back to the future? why, yes. yes of course. )