#nonromantichcs

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Your writing impresses me greatly, every post you make with these boys makes me smile. Can we get some funny headcanons? Like does Ingo like his coffee extra sweet or does Emmet have a weird sneeze? Do they have their underwear labeled for the week? Anything fun that comes to mind!

(｡ŏ﹏ŏ) you're all too kind i swear, i feel like i write super averagely. I'm glad you're enjoying this blog!

▲Ingo & Emmet Quirks HCs▽

● Ingo sneezes loudly, actually. It scares people every time he does. One time, he sneezed in the middle of the Gear Station and the entire heavily populated, peak transfer hour went silent. The memory still makes Ingo flustered whenever Emmet brings it up.

“Hey, Ingo! Remember when you made people think an Electrode exploded in the middle of the station?” The younger twin teases with a mischievous grin on his face.

“Emmet, shut up,” the older twin's complexion had turned a bright ruby. “It was not that loud.”

○ Ingo drinks his coffee black, actually. The bitterness fuels him throughout his day, he especially enjoys dark roast blends. Emmet needs his coffee with several different types of creamers, sugar, a flavouring of some sort and milk. He's delicate, he claims. Ingo stares horrified at him whenever he places an order at their go-to café in Nimbasa.

● Ingo plans his outfits out a week in advance. It's rare he's not in his work uniform, so he values the moments in which he's allowed a bit more expression (barring his flamboyant jacket and hat). He always changes the outfits around despite it. Emmet throws on whatever five minutes before he has to go and always gets complimented on his attire. Ingo silently fumes about this.

○ They are usually out together, as they both enjoy each other's company. However, they still do things independent of one another as they are grown adults. Whenever they're spotted alone, people always try to look around like the other is hiding in a bush nearby.

Emmet sighed as a refreshing breeze blew around him in the marketplace. Driftveil always had a smell of spice and dirt, entirely different from Nimbasa. He examined the berries before him carefully, not wanting to grab an overly bruised one like last time. “Hey, Mr. Emmet! Is that you?” A voice called out. The Subway Boss turned in the direction of the sound. Hilda beamed at him brightly as she ran up to him. He smiled brightly back at her, “Hello. How have you been?” She replied with a simple 'good' before looking around the area curiously. Emmet tilted his head. Was she searching for something? He was about to offer her assistance, but she cut him off, “Is Mr. Ingo hiding or something?” It took the younger twin his entire willpower to not double over in laughter.

● Back on that topic, as children they were definitely attached at the hip. Some bullies even accused them of being conjoined twins who had been separated. Emmet chased after them holding his Joltik threateningly while Ingo cheered him on. Their parents were called that day.

○ They will occasionally finish each other's sentences unintentionally. A few depot agents are terrified by how casually the twins sentences are understood by each other. The brothers don't care, however. They take pride in their synchrony and have used it to mess with people.

● There is a train fact board posted in the administration area of the station. Ingo and Emmet take turns posting information on it. Sporadically, they argue over the facts posted on it. A poor secretary will cover her ears and beg for it to end as they heatedly debated something that goes completely over her head; she does not get paid enough for this.

○ Rarely, the twins will pretend to be each other. They will walk around the station with their outfits swapped. Emmet and Ingo imitate themselves near perfectly. It all goes well until someone litters or commits a safety violation. Suddenly, 'Emmet' frowns deeply and yells out a “Pick that up, immediately! If I catch you doing that again, I'll suspend your pass and ban you from this station!” The fan he was chatting is horribly confused. It was better than the clerk who watched 'Ingo' smile poisonously at a groper.

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Twice now you have referenced the perfection that is the Super Station Master, Tama the cat. I must request a set of headcanons specifically about the twins getting their own Tama. Doesn't even have to have a Reader involved. Some things are more important.

someone noticed... i'm so happy i love station master tama

A loud yowling echoed throughout the nigh empty station. Night crawlers were few and far in between that night. Ingo startled awake from his unwanted slumber. Had he passed out? Drool has escaped his mouth onto the incident report below him, and his jaw tightened. That was lovely. Now, what was making that deplorable sound? The elder twin knew nothing in his station should be making that noise. Unless it was a person. Ingo rushed out of his office with astonishing speed to the night staff. Part of the surprise was attributed to the fact they thought the Subway Boss had gone home hours ago.

His footsteps echoed noisily off the great walls present in the station. Every possible place as human could have gotten themselves was checked thoroughly by the duteous man. Had Ingo hallucinated such a sound? It was entirely possible the noise has echoed from the dark recesses of his mind to awaken him back to the waiting world. That conclusion was about to fully arrive at the station known as acceptance until it rang out again. Closer, this time. Ingo froze. Walking toward the cliff of the tracks, he spotted it. A pitiful, purple kitten yelling their tiny heart out. The harsh shell in which the Subway Boss hid himself in broke into thousands of pieces. Who had abandoned such a piteous, tiny Purrloin? Ingo would never forgive them as he scooped up the kitten. The way it nuzzled its warm body into his dress shirt decided its fate.

Emmet stretched as an obnoxiously loud yawn escaped him. The faint glow of the television, and moonlight dancing in through the window, told him it was late in the night. Why had Ingo not woke him up? His back did not appreciate the rest the couch provided. His joints popped as his stretch reached peak intensity. Fingers snuck under his shirt to scratch at the flesh of his abdomen. Creeping around their shared apartment, Emmet peered into Ingo's open bedroom. There was no way his brother was still doing work this late. The younger twin shook his head; would he have to return to the Gear Station to drag him back home?

His clothes were swiftly thrown back on. Then, just as he entered the living room, the front door swung open. There stood Ingo, bright yellow, plastic shopping bags hung around his arm and a Purrloin in the other. Emmet jumped back in surprise from the sudden introduction of his brother. “Emmet, you're awake. Good. Please grab the litter box from the hallway, I need to check her for fleas and ticks,” Ingo commanded while maneuvering the shopping bags from his arm, sleeping kitten undisturbed. Emmet dumbly did what he was told and brought the litter box in before realizing the situation. “Wait a minute! Ingo, where'd you get that cat!”

● Emmet had been opposed to the new addition until he was given the kitten, who proceeded to purr and knead into his shirt with a squeaky meow. Then, he was hooked. That was his little meow meow, not Ingo's. No, he would not share. Ingo sneaks the Purrloin back when he falls asleep.

● They feel bad about leaving the poor thing alone for long hours, so she gets to stay in their office at the station. They are both in and out all day, so she's never really alone. (All the employees come to adore her after she wandered out once. Ingo returned to an office cooing and cawing at his cat.)

● They go back and forth on names for her. Each has their own little name for a decent while, until a day clerk chirps out an “Emi” and she responds loudly. Ingo bit his lip in frustration, and Emmet nearly cried. The betrayal little Emi had committed. Unforgiveable.

● As she grows, she's allowed to wander the station under supervision. They do not want their precious cat near the tracks again. Commuters grow to love the strangely social nature she exudes. Purring and meowing at strangers, rubbing up against them. She's beloved, you better believe.

● A depot agent sees her approaching with Emmet and calls out, “Well, if it isn't Station Master Emi! How are you doing this morning?” He's too busy petting the feline to notice his boss's grin growing wider at the title. Oh, Emmet had to agree. She was definitely the master of the Gear Station. Ingo is told this over lunch, and his chrome eyes shoot wide. It's agreed, Emi has an official title.

● With her official title, of course, she gets a steel grey cap like the Subway Bosses own and golden badge (hung from her collar). Station Master Emi struts around the station with swagger. People know she's got authority. They both fear and adore her. The depot agents salute her, children squeal over her cuteness, and the Subway Bosses love her. Her job is to greet passengers (and provide comfort to her overworked owners).

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▲Subway Bosses as Dads HC▽

▲Ingo▼

● He's a bit of a strict dad, honestly. There is a flexible schedule he has specifically for them. It's less 'Do your homework right now!' and more 'have it done by dinner'. Ingo is very understanding if they do not, however. All they have to do is communicate with him.

● Which is hard when your father is a busy man like the Subway Boss is. He attempts to be home before they go to bed every night, but sometimes it's just not possible. He video calls in the times he can't because he doesn't want them to feel abandoned. His work is important, but so are they.

● He wants to have multiple children. The thought of being an only child seems painfully lonely; it's not something he could put his own child through. He would genuinely beg his partner to understand his perspective if they disagree. Ingo is a twin, and he can't imagine a world without Emmet. The idea of his child being lonesome is genuinely terrifying to him.

● He does that thing where the kids hold on to a rope in line behind him. They hear 'all aboard!' and their piece of the rope with a Pavlovian response. People around Nimbasa observe the line of children marching behind the Subway Boss curiously.

● Ingo will share his passions with his kids, even if they aren't all too interested. He doesn't force them to be involved with them, either. He'll just turn on a documentary about the history of locomotives and watch to who sticks around. If any of them have his love for trains or battles (or both), he's so ecstatic. Gets them a pokemon and teaches them battle techniques or lets them watch his the trains around the Gear Station function.

● He doesn't ignore his kids' other passions. Ingo wholeheartedly supports them, so long as it's nothing dangerous. He's an angry soccer mom in spirit when it comes to his children. If his kid wants to play a sport, his cheers are louder than anyone else in the bleachers could ever hope to get. If they're an artist, he's always actively enjoying their works. Ingo offers genuine feedback for them, too.

● Best advice dad, definitely a 'do as I say, not as I do'. He tells his kids to got to bed at a regular time every night, and one points out that Ingo literally went to bed at one in the morning and had to wake up at five in the morning. They get the dad look.

● He has a picture of his kids wearing his hat as little children. If he's having a stressful day at work, he glances at it and feels much better. They're something extremely precious to him and ground him.

▽Emmet△

○ Fun dad! He's very easy-going, yet still has some expectations for his kids. He wants to see them succeed and actively supports them in any way he can.

○ Also very busy, but has set more hard boundaries than his older brother. He will get off before they go to bed, unless the Gear Station is actively burning down or someone's stole a train. If he can't, he'll also video call them and apologize a bunch. He wants to be with them, he promises.

○ He wants multiple kids, too, but also specifically would like twins. Being a twin is an experience he would to share, especially with his children. The deep bond that is included is heavily important to him. (Ingo rains on his parade by telling him how rare twins are.) If his partner doesn't want multiple kids (especially two babies at once), he will somehow convince them. Emmet has Ingo come in and support him on either point.

○ 100% carried his children as infants in those baby backpacks. If it's twins, one was strapped to the front and the other to his back. People feared him as he wandered around a grocery store looking for formula.

○ Both him and Ingo definitely did the “here comes the Choo Choo train” when feeding their kids with spoons.

○ He would prefer his kids get more into battling than trains. Ingo and him are deeply infatuated by locomotives and would probably live on one if they could, but his kids have to be trainers. They're his greatest rivals after twin and partner. Emmet will teach them good battling styles and team building. Though, if his children love trains just like him, they will learn every ounce of knowledge he can give to them.

○ He is absolutely enthusiastic about his kids' other interests! If they want to do art, he'll obtain them the best materials they need and offer to help bring attention to them should they want to go professional. If they want to do sports, he WILL make every game and be extremely obnoxious with a noisemaker. It is completely embarrassing for his children.

○ Affectionate dad. His kids will know how loved they are. Emmet gives the hugs regularly and keeps good physical contact with them. His children did not sleep on their own until his partner finally stepped in. The Subway Boss let them sleep in the bed with him every time they wanted to and cuddled them close.

○ Has a picture of his kids hiding in his coat during an unexpected rainstorm when they were younger. He thinks it's the cutest thing he has ever seen, and looks at whenever he feels a bit down or stressed. A family was always something he wanted, and he is completely happy to have it.

[leggerefiore]

I love your writing skills! It easy to imagine what's happening in my mind! Do you have any minor headcanons about the differences of the submas brothers? For example one could take long baths, the other likes a quick shower or one sleeps in a pjs set while the sleeps in a t-shirt and boxers. Stuff like that :D

i have tons.... i have created entire lives for these characters,,, i think i'm the one down bad. my poor OCs have been abandoned temporarily. thank you, anon! i try my hardest the scene build before running into too much mushy stuff!

▲Ingo & Emmet Minor Differences HCs▽

● Their bathing style is a great place to start! Ingo loves long, relaxing heated baths, while Emmet takes a sub ten minute cold shower and is content. Ingo sits buried in a world of oils and bubbles, their entangled scents hovering in the air: steam has fogged up the mirror from the heat of the liquid. It is a rare moment of relaxation for the older twin. Emmet goes into the bathroom, turns solely the cold knob, hops in and walks out in nine minutes. Does he actually clean himself? Yes, he's not disgusting, but he doesn't see the point in lingering in the tub. Ingo attempts to convince him of baths, but Emmet thinks they're conceptually gross.

“Brother, you are literally stewing in your own filth,” the younger twin claimed, sticking his tongue out. Ingo shakes his head at the claim and points at him dramatically, “You're 'literally' only under water for seven minutes. Don't talk to me about filth!” Emmet placed a hand over his heart and threw his head back. They go on about this for hours.

○ It's been mentioned somewhere before, but they have different flavours of food they enjoy. Ingo likes bitter tastes with maybe some spice. Think things like kale, ginger, and coffee. He eats those 91% cocoa chocolate bars and does not flinch. Emmet, however, likes sweets and umami flavoured things. Think things like shellfish, tomatoes, and mushrooms for umami. There have been times when all Emmet consumed in a day was sugar because he was too busy to fit in a meal. They always bicker at each other over where to go out for food because their tastes don't really overlap.

● Ingo likes to sleep in proper pyjamas, or at least, strangely, a robe. He thinks it's normal to have clothes you only specifically wear for bed. Emmet counters this in his pair of shorts and baggy graphic t-shirt. Both are things he's worn outside before; both are things that Ingo despises. The older twin often gifts the younger sleeping clothes, but he never wears them. Emmet used to sleep naked until Ingo asked what he would do in case of a fire. (A funny thing they do is steal each other's clothes and usually don't realize it happened for a few days.)

○ They style their hair similar, yet different. It's slicked back under their work caps but parted from left (Emmet) or right (Ingo). When it's au naturale it's noticeable how Ingo's bangs are longer than Emmet's. It likely isn't on purpose, and the older twin just hasn't made it to a stylist recently.

● Back from the pyjama questions: their fashion tastes! They are separate people with different tastes, after all. (They still own quite a few matching outfits. Part of it is nostalgia from their younger years where all of their clothes matched up except in colour.)

◆ Ingo leans more into formal styles of dress, with his more casual looks consisting of sweaters or button-downs with regular-fit trousers. The beatnik style closely aligns with his tastes. He could also dig the dark academia aesthetic. (Ingo also 100% had an emo phase he refuses to discuss.)

◇Emmet, though, loves the soft boy aesthetic. He thinks it fits his personality perfectly and it is comfortable enough to move around in. Baggy, comfortable sweatshirts with or without a collar top and acid washed jeans. He likes to have a bit of peppiness somewhere, yet still look chill and casual. Alternatively, he might also like a bit of vintage mod fashion.

○ Ingo is a night owl who gets is his best work done when the sun finally sets. This is part of the reason he stays so late at the office. Emmet is a morning person who gets out of bed with a smile on his face. It's night and day how they walk into the Gear Station in the mornings; Emmet is basically skipping, while Ingo is trying his hardest to not run into anything.

● Ingo is the type to stress over things and run every possible outcome through his head before moving to do something, while Emmet thinks about whether or not it's safe, then acts. Emmet believes thoroughly in active actions, while Ingo unconsciously leans into passive actions.

○ A cute thing that's different about them is gift giving. Ingo loves receiving sentimental gifts bring given to him but has a hard time accepting them. Emmet loves giving gifts to people. Whenever Emmet gets something for his older brother, Ingo never fails to melodramatically burst into tears. Emmet is enthusiastic that his brother likes his gift and also bursts into tears. Depot agents watch the bizarre scene.

● They have different dominant hands! Ingo is right-handed while Emmet is left-handed. This always surprises people because they’re identical twins; surely their bodies are exactly the same, but nope! Ingo actually cried when he realized Emmet’s dominant hand was different because that clearly meant they weren’t twins anymore. (He was like four when that happened.)

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For Ingo alone, may we have some headcanons regarding his clothes and how he treats them? Things like yes or no to ironing, how finicky he is about laundry day, any notable incidents, and so on.

ooo i wear vintage clothes so i spend afternoons hand washing things.

▲Ingo▼

● He is aggressively organised with his clothes. His closet is divided first by whether something a shirt, pant, or jacket. Then by whether it's formal or casual. Lastly, it's then colour coded. Emmet thinks he's insane, but he's not too different. (He just skips the formal or casual divide, everything else is the same.) Ingo can find whatever piece he's searching for within seconds. It's astounding, really.

● Ironing depends on the wrinkle level of the clothing. Pieces of his work uniform are done regularly, however. His appearance is highly important. Ingo will even iron Emmet's clothes if they start to get bad enough. It's a terrible, terrible pet peeve. The compliments he gets about how smooth and proper his outfits are make him silently proud. It's the little things, truly.

● It has been mentioned before, but he usually sticks to more formal styles. He wants to appear put-together and respectable, so his clothing must reflect that. From an aesthetic standpoint, he loves Dark Academia. He is also insane and wears long-sleeved, turtle-neck sweaters in the summer. A bit of uncomfortable heat is preferred to looking like… Emmet, standing beside him in ugly round-lens sunglasses and a baggy t-shirt with shirts. Too casual, too approachable.

● Ingo separates his colours from his whites, and does so for Emmet, too. Honestly, out of them both, the younger twin should care more with his affinity to wear white. He doesn't. Ingo screamed when Emmet nearly washed a red jacket with his work coat and button-down. His brother will be the death of him if work stress doesn't get him first.

● He finds chores somewhat relaxing, so laundry is less of a task and more of an activity. An entire afternoon will be spent washing clothing in a variety of ways because Ingo reads the care tags. If something needs to be washed by hand, he'll do it. Neighbours spy the Subway Boss out on his veranda scrubbing away and then hanging them up to dry. He's wearing an apron with a Litwick print on it while he does this.

● The one time he got a stain that refused to come out was on his work shirt. While he has others, this one was a high-end personal favourite of his. The loss was mourned for days afterwards. Emmet and Elesa were in attendance for the funeral (recycling the fabric for home use). Chandelure prevents their trainer's further melancholy by catching things before they fall onto the older twin.

[leggerefiore]

If you like station master Tama, then I got news for you! There's a dwarf rabbit station master named Tsubasa, two baby monkeys station master named Nehime and Rakan, akita dog station master Wasao, Yorkshire terrier station master Maron, goat station masters Koma and Taro, tortoise station master Kotaro, penguin station master Shima-chan and even a pair of lobsters are station master in japan.

!!!! important information this is will be on the quiz!!! anon thank you so much for sharing this information....

Hilda stood outside the station with a proud stance. Hands firmly placed on hips with the full intention of challenging the Subway Bosses again. It had been a while since she last had, searching around all of Unova for N, whom she still had not found. The brunette began to believe that her was avoiding her. Shaking her head, that did not matter! She was a champion! Now, she was challenging the Battle Subway. Her feet stomped loudly inside as she laid her eyes upon a… Scene, one could state. A Lillipup with an absolutely precious hat came running to her with a friendly bark. Followed by a Purrloin, then a Growlithe, two Skiddos, a Torkoal, two Aipoms, an Eiscue, two Corphishs, and a Buneary. Had she gone mad? They all were wearing little hats and had a golden badge somewhere on their bodies. All the pokemon were especially social in greeting her.

“Oh, Hilda! I see you've met our Station Masters,” Ingo's unmistakably loud voice boomed out. The trainer stared at him in shock. What…? “Uh, Mr. Ingo, are they all actually Station Masters?” Hilda had heard of Emi the Purrloin, but all these others? “Yes. They are all Station Masters,” Emmet seemingly appeared out of thin air and picked up one of the Aipoms, who wrapped their arms around the Subway Boss. What had happened while she was away? Ingo mimicked his twin with the other Aipom.

[trainer-sean]

People seem to not realize that Tama not only passed away, but has a little Shinto Shrine, and her Apprentice Nitama has taken of both her role as station master, but also of Chief Priestess of Tama Shrine, and has her own Apprentice now, even another member of the legacy of Tama, Santama has her own station to be a master of. Tama has not only ascended to Literal God hood in the Shinto faith, but has a Legacy that may very well join her. She is now the Ressha Nekogami. The Cat God of the Railroad, Tama-sama!

Twice now you have referenced the perfection that is the Super Station Master, Tama the cat. I must request a set of headcanons specifically about the twins getting their own Tama. Doesn't even have to have a Reader involved. Some things are more important.

someone noticed... i'm so happy i love station master tama

A loud yowling echoed throughout the nigh empty station. Night crawlers were few and far in between that night. Ingo startled awake from his unwanted slumber. Had he passed out? Drool has escaped his mouth onto the incident report below him, and his jaw tightened. That was lovely. Now, what was making that deplorable sound? The elder twin knew nothing in his station should be making that noise. Unless it was a person. Ingo rushed out of his office with astonishing speed to the night staff. Part of the surprise was attributed to the fact they thought the Subway Boss had gone home hours ago.

His footsteps echoed noisily off the great walls present in the station. Every possible place as human could have gotten themselves was checked thoroughly by the duteous man. Had Ingo hallucinated such a sound? It was entirely possible the noise has echoed from the dark recesses of his mind to awaken him back to the waiting world. That conclusion was about to fully arrive at the station known as acceptance until it rang out again. Closer, this time. Ingo froze. Walking toward the cliff of the tracks, he spotted it. A pitiful, purple kitten yelling their tiny heart out. The harsh shell in which the Subway Boss hid himself in broke into thousands of pieces. Who had abandoned such a piteous, tiny Purrloin? Ingo would never forgive them as he scooped up the kitten. The way it nuzzled its warm body into his dress shirt decided its fate.

Emmet stretched as an obnoxiously loud yawn escaped him. The faint glow of the television, and moonlight dancing in through the window, told him it was late in the night. Why had Ingo not woke him up? His back did not appreciate the rest the couch provided. His joints popped as his stretch reached peak intensity. Fingers snuck under his shirt to scratch at the flesh of his abdomen. Creeping around their shared apartment, Emmet peered into Ingo's open bedroom. There was no way his brother was still doing work this late. The younger twin shook his head; would he have to return to the Gear Station to drag him back home?

His clothes were swiftly thrown back on. Then, just as he entered the living room, the front door swung open. There stood Ingo, bright yellow, plastic shopping bags hung around his arm and a Purrloin in the other. Emmet jumped back in surprise from the sudden introduction of his brother. “Emmet, you're awake. Good. Please grab the litter box from the hallway, I need to check her for fleas and ticks,” Ingo commanded while maneuvering the shopping bags from his arm, sleeping kitten undisturbed. Emmet dumbly did what he was told and brought the litter box in before realizing the situation. “Wait a minute! Ingo, where'd you get that cat!”

● Emmet had been opposed to the new addition until he was given the kitten, who proceeded to purr and knead into his shirt with a squeaky meow. Then, he was hooked. That was his little meow meow, not Ingo's. No, he would not share. Ingo sneaks the Purrloin back when he falls asleep.

● They feel bad about leaving the poor thing alone for long hours, so she gets to stay in their office at the station. They are both in and out all day, so she's never really alone. (All the employees come to adore her after she wandered out once. Ingo returned to an office cooing and cawing at his cat.)

● They go back and forth on names for her. Each has their own little name for a decent while, until a day clerk chirps out an “Emi” and she responds loudly. Ingo bit his lip in frustration, and Emmet nearly cried. The betrayal little Emi had committed. Unforgiveable.

● As she grows, she's allowed to wander the station under supervision. They do not want their precious cat near the tracks again. Commuters grow to love the strangely social nature she exudes. Purring and meowing at strangers, rubbing up against them. She's beloved, you better believe.

● A depot agent sees her approaching with Emmet and calls out, “Well, if it isn't Station Master Emi! How are you doing this morning?” He's too busy petting the feline to notice his boss's grin growing wider at the title. Oh, Emmet had to agree. She was definitely the master of the Gear Station. Ingo is told this over lunch, and his chrome eyes shoot wide. It's agreed, Emi has an official title.

● With her official title, of course, she gets a steel grey cap like the Subway Bosses own and golden badge (hung from her collar). Station Master Emi struts around the station with swagger. People know she's got authority. They both fear and adore her. The depot agents salute her, children squeal over her cuteness, and the Subway Bosses love her. Her job is to greet passengers (and provide comfort to her overworked owners).