#subway master ingo

seitosokusha:

“Help, please,” Adaman said. He really did not need one of Lady Sneasler’s children imprinting on him. He cradled Sneasel in his arm who appeared to be settling down for a nap, clinging to Adaman’s coat like it was a security blanket. This was a terrible idea. 

Ingo tilted his head. There was something mischievous in his eyes. Adaman felt a bead of sweat roll down his face. 

“Allow me to assist. Proper instructions on how to care for baby Sneasel begins with–”

“No, no, no,” Adaman cut him off. “I cannot be the one taking care of this little one.” 

“I’m afraid nothing can be done. He’s imprinted on you,” Ingo said mildly. 

“Irida will kill me if I take this kit home!” Adaman protested. 

“Then you’ll simply have to stay. I have the space,” Ingo said. 

“I cannot intrude on your space, Ingo,” Adaman said. 

“I do not see the problem,” Ingo said. “Raising a child is often a two-car effort.”

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seitosokusha:

“Why do you need a family sized bed?” Elesa asked. The bed, the one she had only seen in magazines, was 9 ft by 9 ft and could easily fit three people on it.

“Because we are two people?” Coop asked.

(Coop is a dbz/steven universe style fusion of Ingo and Emmet. Elesa is very used to her best friend’s antics.)

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once again thank you @justm3h for teaming up and producing the wonderful art <3

Always fun to plot with @seitosokusha

Coop is a great muse.

“Why do you need a family sized bed?” Elesa asked. The bed, the one she had only seen in magazines, was 9 ft by 9 ft and could easily fit three people on it.

“Because we are two people?” Coop asked.

Illustrations for “curled on the bed next to me” Written by @seitosokusha

The even further disconnected adventures of Coop, the fusion of Ingo and Emmet. Layering stories on stories and most aren’t connected.

hoofpeet:

I’m late to the Emmet/Piers train but here

seitosokusha:

Ingo stared out into the distance. The air was thin this high up Mount Coronet. Lady Sneasler had already departed, off to do whatever she wished to do. Ingo appreciated that she was always willing to take him up this high.

He didn’t know why he sought this high place nearly every day. Perhaps it was a feeling of being so small in comparison to the vast land that spread out before him. This high up, he could see Grandtree Area, the large tree just a tiny speck.

He huffed, seeing the white cloud of his breath. The nip of the cold didn’t bother him. His worn coat (so familiar, so precious to him, he refused to give it up) fluttered around him. Ingo adjusted his hat, holding onto it so that the wind didn’t take it away.

There, out of the corner of his eye, was that faint smiling man in white that looked just like him.

(Coop is a dbz/steven universe style fusion of Ingo and Emmet. Coop just met PLA!Ingo. You can imagine the confusion.)

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Art Extras for “how can we not talk about family (when family’s all that we got)?”

The previous working title was “a set of two: do not separate” which was reused to be the new collection title for all Coop related things. This train isn’t stoping.

“Ingo nii-san! Who hurt you?!” the man in white demanded.

Ingo blinked at him. How…did he know his name? “Who are you?” he asked.

Illustrations for “how can we not talk about family (when family’s all that we got)?” Written by @seitosokusha

The further disconnected adventures of Coop, the fusion of Ingo and Emmet.

Sleepy Time Doodle

I see your nightcaps and raise you themed sleep masks.