Will I Disappear In Spring As Well, Waiting For You?

Expressionist 14-01-2024:

I'm such a terrible brother...

Unfortunately on my lobotomy corporation brainrot, have a Whitenight Emmet

Uhhh hi it's me decaytrain. I'm cooking up two full renders so at the meantime have these bunges

AU where Emmet is an angel and has airpods in when Ingo falls into Hisui

Emmet only transparent under the cut:

YEAH I'M NOT QUITE SURE WHAT COMPELLED ME TO DO THIS? Haven't done angel Emmet before, so b e h...

Do Ingo and Emmet know what steampunk is? If not someone has to show them. I mean- steam! Steam engines! (Btw, love all your stuff! I just found your AUs a few days ago, and now I’m hooked- the apocalypse AU made me wanna write my own side story for it lol)

ooo!! ooO!!!

Dialogue:

Emmet: The Chanel boots yup!

Ingo: I like this outfit quite a bit actually! -> has 3x the storage space as his regular clothes (for sweets)

Ingass?

God the designs are so good??

(I point. Gently, in the voice of somebody who’s mind touched by the outer gods, i whisper truth in your ears:

Your honor the horses are now lesbians

(Anyways here’s the designs)

Expressionist 13-01-2024:

Asphodel, my regrets follow you to the grave.

Emmet and Ingo stand before the final display in the train museum. Past all the old parts and blueprints, the stories of entrepreneurs and disasters and advancements. All to reach this one, final display.

"I always thought he looked familiar..." Emmet says, his eyes looking over the old photos on display.

"Hmm, I suppose he does. The fact that our uniforms are based off his definitely helps." Ingo says with a nod, reading the scribbled notes in the torn journal. "I quite like his handwriting."

"It's messy. Like yours. I can't read it."

"A controlled chaos. What he's described here is shockingly modern."

"What does it say?"

"He had a strange dream. He was deep underground, within a "roaring beast of metal", surrounded by a crowd. He goes into a lot of detail about the sound of it, the way people clung tight to the handles and swayed with its movements... but then he goes on to talk about standing next to himself? Nothing more about the train."

"Subways were invented via fever dream. This does not suprise me."

"I suppose. Then again, he's not quite the inventor, he never built anything. He just came up with the concept."

"That we know of. The plaque says he dissapears."

"Well, it's more likely that he died then ran away to invent trains."

"He could have."

"There are no records of such a thing, Emmet."

"Still."

...

"You've gone quiet. Care to share what you're thinking about?"

"... do you think he'd like the battle subway?"

"Well, he says the train felt like home. I suppose he would."

"Really? That could be fun. Showing him how far we've come. I hope he's proud."

"I'm sure he is."

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Emmet stands before the final display in the train museum. Past all the old memories and good times, the stories of determination and failure and perseverance. All to reach this one, final display.

"I always thought he looked like you." Emmet mumbles, to no one in particular. "Writes like you, too. I still can't read this."

"I remember what you said about his dream, though. Standing next to himself, right?

... I think I know what he meant."

God why is one of his ears tiny

I had no idea why I did not fix that in my drawing

Guess that one mistake will haunt me hehe

Colress, please?

Colress. :]