#pokemon resonance au

[wispisstillverybored67]

You are challenged by Sphinx #2!

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Sphinx #2

"The Naked Sun"

A crazed member of the Sphinx triad representing the heart, yellow #2 is deeply childish and disturbed, considering their criminal activities to be "fun". Prone to making light of all things, which only makes him more dangerous as he seems to be uncaring of others' lives. Senses are heightened, connected, and unusual. Only cares for his fellow allies.

Kanawo the Roserade: A more recent addition to his wing, he was originally the runt of his ring, and is named after the girl Kanao Tsuyuri from a manga he picked up. He is on the Timid side, but his thorns are sharp as steel.

Yoru the Deoxys: A being from a distant galaxy, given to #2 to resonate with. Yoru is named after a demoness named Yoru Mitaka from a manga he stole from someone else. It is rather Hasty, still not appearing to be used to this world.

Hajime the Mimikyu: The younger of Lilian's sons, named after the young man Hajime Hinata from an anime he spied someone watching. Jolly and lustful, he matches his beloved Trainer in energy and temperament.

Akira the Slither Wing: A cryptid given to him during his days under the Rising Peace Academy, Akira is named after the infamous movie the three once watched when they were younger. Naive, yet very vengeful, perhaps it represents a secret side of it's trainer...

Yoshikage the Bloodmoon Ursaluna: This special form of Ezo-formed Ursaring was found during an outing near mainland Europe, named after an average, quiet man in a manga, called Yoshikage Kira. Similarly, he is Quiet, vicious, yet #2 spoils him all the same.

Madoka the Mr. Rime: An ex-performer who helps keep the group cool in hotter areas, Madoka is humorously named after a girl turned savior from an anime, Madoka Kaname. Her Gentle form ensures others are calm in her presence.

[lariyats]

something something my haikaveh pokemon au

the NOTES. for people who don’t have much knowledge of pokemon.

if you have NOT been linked here from the fic, the fic is here.

KAVEH’S TEAM

Pidgeot, Reuniclus, Mehrak (Porygon2)

ALHAITHAM’S TEAM

Braviary (Hisuian), Metagross, Pichu

they each have a big bird, a stage 2 psychic type and a baby (mehrak is a baby) bc they’re cringe and matchy matchy mirrors of each other. etc.

i forgor the brush i was using so that’s why they look different oops sawry

FAQ (but not really)

Q: why does alhaitham have a metagross?

A: ‘i’m just a feeble scholar’ headass. i wrote that not many ppl know he has one but after the coup this changes and everyone finds out. they both hate it

Q: mehrak porygon and not rotom?

A: yes. bc someone has to be! ancient artificial pkmn thats been a little bugged out from age etc. i think its funnier like this too (running joke)

+relationship chart if anyone's curious. ignore that its in the notes app i wrote it while i was on vacation.

protip: birds were picked on vibes (pokedex entries), psychic types on vibes but also how they can help with their day jobs (actually only kaveh) and their babies on both vibes and helpfulness (you can probably guess who). check the dex entries for more information. what can i say.

reshiram is the dragon of truth + zekrom is the dragon of ideals - why theyre paired with haitham and kaveh respectively should be self explanatory. i think.

not mentioned, but the other competitors teams.

in this au, the structure of the competition rounds is the same as canon, but they can also pick one pokemon partner to help them each round. battling is prohibited except for in the final round, where some is allowed for purposes of gaining the diadem. kaveh picked mehrak in all three rounds.

- faruzan and golurk

- layla and abra

- tighnari and breloom

& of course, wanderer and silvally, cyno and lucario, and nahida and shaymin! nahida also takes care of a 1% zygarde (a little squishy guy)

ENDING SCENE COMMENTARY

in my idea of hvkh. hthm is kind of a ‘and then i’ll keep these feelings inside until i die’ kind of guy but also not really. he knows he’s in love but he doesn’t want to say it out loud bc he also knows that saying it when kaveh isn’t ready for it could end badly.

so what he does is show it in other ways. he bickers like usual. he goes to pick him up from the tavern and pay his bill and take him home, take off his makeup and his accessories etc. making little accomodations for him that he wouldn’t for anyone else. that’s the kind of love that he shows.

kvh on the other hand is the …. hmmge…. dunno how to word it properly but the ‘if i let myself be loved then i let myself be known.’ kind of guy. or something. it’s not that he doesn’t return hthm’s feelings! or even not know what it means! but he doesn’t want to accept them for what they actually are bc… if he does, then it also means confronting the fact that someone actually Cares about him [jawdrop.jpg]. and that person is like. the most annoying person you have ever known but also like the only person who perfectly matches you beat for beat and makes you Feel. feelings. horrendous.

so bc of that i did Not actually choose to put in words the big L word . Yes they do Confess, but in the theme of things, it’s more Actions speak louder than Words. it is also more wow. both me and alhaitham would probably break out in hives if he straight up said it like that. i would much rather let the two of them be the ‘act’ and the ‘react’.

i also think that kaveh is someone who loves romantic gestures and even though what happened was romantic (kind of) lots of things happened that made it also. really weird. so while its p much acceptance of feelings he also wants to have a chance to properly convey things and have a heartfelt romantic dramatic speech etc. after he's prepared. that's the proper answer part.

it’s a tale of two idiots who both have acts of service as their giving love language but the extent to which their receiving (acts of service) differs. bc kaveh probably has receiving (words of affirmation) and haithams is. idk. receiving (knowing that the person he loves knows he is loved and that he is taking care of himself and knows his own worth). bc as cute as physical affection hc is it do think that it’s not really something he absolutely needs or wants. whoa i am rambling ok ill stop myself there for now. whew.

[solarkindred]

Submas/PLA au idea but everything happens normally except Ingo has a shiny sneasel/sneasler that follows him around. Because the sneas’ mother, Lady Sneasler, rejected him bc of his different fur color, therefore leaving him to Ingo’s(and by extension Paulina’s and Akari’s/Rei’s) care.

Ingo then finds himself resonating with the sneas’ loneliness in that he(dubbed Sneaky the Sneasel) cannot interact with other sneasel, his litter-mates or not, due to his different fur color and therefore Sneaky cannot truly belong; in the same case of Ingo never truly fitting in due to his odd behaviors, his accent, his mental disorder of autism and the way he dresses. And that neither can actually interact with their siblings anymore

Ingo becomes the father he never thought himself to be due to Sneaky and the constant presence of Akari/Rei(they bring food for Sneaky and Ingo bc they love their old uncle)

Sneaky follows Ingo to Unova when he returns too. Emmet has many questions on why his brother was found in the middle of the forest with a ferally protective foreign pokemon protecting his unconscious body.

[shima-draws]

I MEANT TO SHARE THIS AGES AGO bc I LITERALLY thought of this right after I finished playing Violet but. Angsty AU idea...

What if. Instead of the professor being an AI. It's Arven instead?? But he doesn't actually realize he's an AI? 👀

The real Arven died from his injuries when he came down into Area Zero to look for his parent with Mabosstiff and got attacked by a mysterious Paradox Pokemon (I'm thinking the one recorded in the Violet/Scarlet book). Mabosstiff was gravely injured but managed to survive while Arven...didn't

The professor kinda loses it at this point (fair, since they lost their kid) and spends the next couple years feverishly trying to build a robot in Arven's likeness

AI Arven is powered by a combination of a Tera Orb (inside his chest!) and a powerful motor charged by Miraidon's electricity. This actually allows him to exist outside of Area Zero, unlike the AI professor who can't leave the Zero lab

I'm still trying to figure out plot details bc 1. I want to make it so that the professor has to stay within Area Zero and 2. They're doing everything in their power to make sure Arven never comes down there again. Maybe bc it'll upset his systems or the Tera Orb will resonate with the Tera Crystals and screw things up or SOMETHING to that effect lol

The real tragic thing is that the professor knows the original Arven is dead, but they're holding on to some delusional fantasy that he's actually fine. Make this worse by the fact that they have to be separated from the AI;; they can only do so much watching their creation through cameras and security footage to see how Arven's doing :'(

Not to mention Arven's absolute mental breakdown when he finds out he's not actually human. RIP

[ereana]

The best part about finding a new ship you like is getting to use all of your old favourite tropes and AU's again but for new characers!

Jilto soulmate AU - Resonators are granted a soulmate as compensation for their neverending fight. It happens when they touch their other half's tacet mark for the first time. Aalto realises on their first meeting but for some reason Jiyan doesn't feel the same recognition so Aalto spends the next years of their friendship thinking it's a one sided-bond while Jiyan falls in love with him and starts to fear meeting his soulmate. Jilto time travel AU - Aalto gets flung back in time after humanity loses the war against the TD's. Doing everything he can to fix the mistakes that lead to it while also working with his (future husband) Jiyan who no longer knows or trusts him - Early on for both of them, he doesn't even have Encore yet.

Jilto Pokemon Au - Elite Four member Jiyan and Detective/Investigative journalist Aalto who are looking into an organisation that is trying to use pokemon for evil.

Draconic!Jiyan AU - Jiyan goes completely feral during a battle after getting hit with a weird TD's power. Full dragon mode who thinks Aalto is his treasure and won't let him go. Encore is not happy.

Also a sucker for mutual pining, I have to put it in every time for these two. Need to know more about the world and other characters before I think of more.

[kitsquared]

The beautiful thing about picking pokemon in this AU is sometimes ill pick them for one thing and then find out info later that makes it even better

Like with Dazai taking in Oda's Eevee. Dazai doesn't see the need to evolve his pokemon and even uses it as an advantage but he evolves Eevee into an Espeon which requires a Dawn Stone and high friendship.

There's all the meaning behind that. However, its typing which is Psychic didn't matter to me until i looked up the pokedex entry and

Well, of course you can predict moves. Who was your og owner.

___

Then there's Sigma whom I gave a Trapinch/ Vibrava. He wakes up in the dessert so I thought i should give him a pokemon found in that terrain.

In my experience, I saw Trapinch and thought what cute lil guy but generally thought of them as okay and didnt realize all the ground/dragon Flygons came from them.

So. For Sigma akhdkska. Give him the ant pokemon that turns into a dragon type.

He has the second evolution which is Vibrava. Later on i checked the pokedex entry and...

Okay???? Whatever???? Just. Use it as inspiration for your resonance gun i guess??

Can't keep surprising me while I make these?!

[zarchomp]

saw a post on tiktok joking about riley from inside out discovering Wattpad in the first movie and AO3 in the second movie which like,,,,, relatable middle school experience.

a bunch of the comments were saying stuff like "and just WAIT until she discovers chai". i didn't know what chai was, but i DO know that ao3 isn't as popular in a lot of fandom spaces these days so i checked it out, wondering if it was something new, but turns out it's character ai?

which is SO interesting to me because like,,,, the whole thing that i've always LOVED about fandom spaces is the act of mutual creation.

i feel like the thing that is so amazing about fandom isn't just that it's a continuation of the canon stories, but that it's an entirely different way to create relationships with stories. exploring your relationship to a character, as a consumer, and using that to become a creator. taking what resonates to you from the canon and further exploring that tiny facet of it.

i remember that post on here from about ten years ago that argued that canon which tends to be dark has a lot of fanwork that's more lighthearted (college aus, post-war slice of life stuff) whereas lighter canon material gives way to darker fanwork. that sort of relationship with the text, a willingness to explore it on all fronts, is what makes fandom kinda amazing.

the way that popular fanfictions completely recontexualize fanon as a whole. how popular pieces of fanart can affect the way the fandom interprets characters and their relationships to each other. fandom has ALWAYS been interesting because it's constantly building on itself. it's like one giant mass that's influenced by thousands of people and each of the individual ways that they resonate with the text.

to me, fandom was never a passive experience. growing up with a lot of mental illness, relating to people in real life wasn't easy. but in an online space where the only thing i needed to enter a thriving community was opinions on different characters and relationships, i could find a space for myself. i know a lot of fanartists and fic writers and general fandom people feel the same way.

and i was kinda shocked at the amount of people who go to ai for fandom. i know back when chatGPT first got big, a lot of people were using it to write fanfiction. and i just think is totally misses the fundamental joy of fandom. because like, i want to read something written by someone who cried while learning about sasuke's backstory.

i want to see art by someone who's stayed up all night scrolling ship tags on tumblr. the whole point of fandom, to me, isn't just that my brain latches onto *thing* and so i want more *thing* (which it does). but i want that more *thing* to be created by someone who has thoughts on the text. someone who watched voltron and said "yeah this is kinda cool but i have ideas about keith's characterization in season three that i think was underexplored in the show and i want to try my hand at it".

anyways, i am so appreciative towards anyone who's ever drawn characters in their styles, had them wearing silly costumes, put them in an pokemon au, started conversation about which college major u think the dungeon meshi characters would choose.

everyone who writes and creates original stories about ur faves suffering, bleeding, owning a pet store, celebrating their birthdays, having sex for the first time.

the act of mutual creation which defines fandom is incredible. the fact that there's a whole community of people who have different takes on characters, who hotly debate whether it makes more sense if the character with the canonically horrific backstory would still have that backstory in the modern day. it's what makes these communities alive, active places that you can explore. it's incredible.

the ability to see a text, and to create such a personal relationship with it that it sparks more creation. that's what it's about.

[theizzy102]

So ignore me while I rant for a moment about a potential Fadeshock AU:

I was thinking of Fadeshock(obviously) and I was thinking about the type of Pokémon they would have in that type of AU. (Watch out I’m about to nerd and this is gonna be a lot of Pokémon lore)

So obviously Neon would have a specialty in Electric types with high SPD and Sp.Atk stats. And I was thinking at first she’d have a Pikachu or maybe a Pichu with her then I thought of a better one:

Electrike! One of the OG electro dogs! Neon seems like a dog person and what better Pokémon to run at top speed with than an electric puppy! I was contemplating Yamper, but I realized that Yamper doesn’t really have the wild aesthetic that Electrike does.

Anyways that brings me to Fade. Obviously she would specialize in Ghost/Dark type pokemon. Mostly in Sp.Atk stats and maybe Sp.Def. I was thinking of the dozens of possibilities based on simple abilities they have, mixed with the type of company Fade would keep and I came up with a couple options:

First up is Banette. I was researching and discovered multiple compatibilities with Fade in its Pokedex entries over the years. It’s said to once have been a doll that was forgotten then abandoned, and hatred transformed it into a pokemon. It seeks vengeance upon the child that abandoned it. It’s insides are filled with hatred and curses, stopped only by the zipper across its lips.

But also, it’s said to wait for the day that someone comes along and treats it finally with the care it once had. That type of Pokémon is something I thought would resonate well with Fade both in battles, and in general.

But that wasn’t the only option.

Next up is Zorua! The reason I chose this one isn’t just because it’s a ghost type, but because of its history as well. It’s Pokédex entry says that it protects itself by transforming into Pokémon and people(mostly children). It does this because it’s both timid, and terribly curious.

But while it’s normal form is enough, it’s HISUIAN form is created out of sheer malice. It was created from the souls of dead Zorua that died alone after being shunned by humans. Then I read that it’s evolution, Zoroark, is hostile towards anyone unfamiliar to it, but had “compassion towards those it considers family”

Sound familiar?

ANWAYS

so I was thinking “what would be the perfect joint pokemon between Fade and Neon? What type of Pokémon would resonate with them both?”

THEN IT HIT ME

I present the Fadeshock pokemon:

NOW I KNOW WHAT YOURE THINKING

I didn’t just choose this one because it seems like a Electric/Ghost type. (It’s actually a Ghost/Fairy type). I chose it specifically because of the lore surrounding it. (And kinda because it would aesthetically match them both lol)

BASICALLY it’s a Pokémon that has to cover its true body because someone had died from shock when it revealed it’s true form to them years ago. In fear of hurting another, it hides itself. Sounds familiar to how Fade forces herself to stay awake and spend every moment trying to keep Nightmare from hurting the other agents. Also, sounds like how Neon has to wear the back brace thing to keep her Radiance in check and not electrocute anyone.

Not only that, BUT, also it’s said to be terribly lonely, and disguised itself like Pikachu because of Pikachu’s popularity, in the chance that it would be loved the same way. What better Pokémon for lonely kindred spirits?

Anyways thanks for coming to my Ted Talk. My brain is full of these and I can even name the other agents Pokémon’s too lol.

[dei2dei]

Ideas: Gotta Catch 'Em All!

(look, I know one whole Pokemon reference and I'm gonna use it.)

I was tossing around ideas with @calypsid about writing events and coming up with ideas and how to write for big events - in fandom, for the monthlong ones especially, but also if you're someone looking at submitting original fiction to a themed anthology or to a zine, or when you just want to WRITE dammit but the ideas won't come. When the idea hutch is empty and the plotbuns won't come, when the creative spring is trickling or you're at the bottom of the well of inspiration, hope is not lost. We put our heads together and came up with a baker's dozen ways to get ideas and look at prompts to get new inspiration when you need it. So if you want 'em, jump below the cut!

Stop looking at words.

Look at art! Listen to music! Maybe what you need is some song lyrics to get your brain going, or art. Play Sudoku. Go to a coffee shop and watch people. Change your mental or physical environment and see what happens.

Prompt lists

Don’t limit yourself to whatever event you’re writing for! If it’s for a fandom ship week, hit up a themed month prompt list (such as Fluffuary, AUgust, or Whumptober). If you’re trying to think of ideas for a zine pitch, trawl prompt lists from fandom or creative writing websites. Mash the TVTropes random trope button until something clicks.

Tarot spreads

Even if you don’t read tarot on your own, you can find websites where you can do tarot readings. Treat it as a story prompt generator: pick three cards, one that is your protagonist, one that is their goal, one that is their obstacle. Look up the meanings. Go wild! You can use the cards for protagonists, antagonists, story arcs…

Lists

Not prompt lists - but every idea you can think of adjacent to a prompt. Tropes, colors, sayings, characters, types (e.g. species of apple, types of wildflowers, names of cocktails)...

An alphabetical list with an idea for each letter of the alphabet.

A list of 20 ideas, as close or as absolutely wild as you want.

A timed list (write ideas for 5/10/15 minutes). The first chunk may be easy, the last few minutes impossibly hard, but right in the middle where your mind is starting to stretch? That may be perfect.

Once you have a list of any flavor, start looking for patterns: that’s a sign your brain is interested in SOMETHING. What ideas/symbols keep showing up?

Look for unexpected intersections

Ideas or prompts may have unexpected links. Randomize your list! Consider resonances between different prompts; they may seem different in a different order. Pick a not obvious combination of two prompts and follow it to the end - what if you put together “pirate” and “arranged marriage”? Use a wheel spinning picker and see what two things the computer matches up.

You can also take a pair of commonly-associated opposites, pick out their most common stereotypical traits. Now swap them. 

Play with other media

Take characters from one piece of media, the setting from a second (hey look, a fusion/AU!). What resonates between them? Grab a non-fiction book about a topic you’re interested in and read that. Ideas might percolate from a number of unrelated sources into one Super Cool Idea.

Change the setting

Turn a sci-fi show into a fantasy setting, or vice-versa. Add monsters. Add gods; add gods with reality-bending dice; add gods with reality-bending dice who are malicious. Flip your characters' genders. Remove the concept of gender entirely. Send your characters to the dimension next door, where only one thing has changed. Or many things. Or everything. Take the characters out of the plot of your fandom, or replace them with side characters; what changes?

Change your mind

Take the prompt at face value. Or, treat it sarcastically. Subvert the trope - or don't subvert the trope. Write the thing you've always wanted to see, even if you think it won't work. Turn everything about the prompt on its head and look underneath for spare ideas. Come at it from every angle you can think of.

Other people

Talk to people about the prompt. Read Reddit or Tumblr conversations, even ones only vaguely associated with the prompt. Let your mind go in new and interesting directions. 

Cool words

Have you run across an awesome word you wish you could use in a story, or a turn of phrase? Write a story around that. Or if you have a list of cool words you keep anyway, flip back to it, see if there are any that might come together in a story.

Titles

If you have a title you've always wanted to use, let the title inspire the fic instead of the other way around. 

First Sentences

Just start writing first sentences, whatever ones come to mind. Don’t be precious about them; the goal isn’t perfect sentences, the goal is something to get your brain moving. Don’t worry about continuing the story yet! Try and get a bunch down without writing any more of the story. If one speaks to you and demands to be written, go back to it after you’ve got your list down.

Deconstruct a story you love and then rebuild it!

Retell a favorite story (or a hated story you thought you could do better). How did they do X? Why did you love (or hate) something so much? Can you do that with some of your ideas? Take out the main character and their sidekick; how does the story read with just the secondary characters? What if you add someone new? How would the story look different as a documentary, a chatfic, an epistolary collection?

Some Links:

The Encyclopedia of Science Fiction (https://sf-encyclopedia.com/) - includes almost 15,000 entries for words associated with sci-fi. Scroll through, pick (3, 5, 7…) and shove them into a story. Or learn about new tropes/concepts/ideas.

Deep Water Prompts (https://deepwaterwritingprompts.tumblr.com/) - some Weird Prompts (several hundred) you can twist and interpret to your heart’s desire.

Kathleen Jennings’ short story “Some Ways to Retell a Fairy Tale” (https://www.tor.com/2023/11/08/some-ways-to-retell-a-fairy-tale-kathleen-jennings) is also a great list of ideas for ways to, well, retell any story.

[ihaveatheoryonthat]

Guess what? Actual writing!

This is based on @yewsoup Accidental Vampire AU, but focusing less on the ‘vampire’ side of things and more on the ‘bat Pokemon’ aspect, because I am nothing if not predictable.

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Evolution was a little like hiccuping: a sudden, fluttering jolt that started in the core and echoed outward into the rest of one’s body.

If one knew how, it could be stopped, but Emmet hadn’t known how and, truthfully, wouldn’t have tried if he’d been fully aware of the circumstance; a Zubat’s heightened sense of hearing was helpful and a nuisance in equal measure, and, while nothing was stopping him from utilizing his sense of sight as a human, he was incredibly sick of lacking eyes in his alternate form.

In following with the analogy, Ingo insisted he’d squeaked when it started, and Emmet opted to ignore this blatantly false account. His poor brother had a Gligar’s keenness of sight, but clearly lacked proper sonar. He simply couldn’t be trusted in this regard.

Now that the precedent had been set, though, Emmet was acutely aware that there was nothing stopping him from reaching the final stage in a Zubat’s evolutionary line. He had no trainer, so it was impossible to say with certainty which of his bonds was resonating, but there was no small number to pick from.

And, like hiccuping, he might be able to avoid a second evolution for so long, but, eventually, it would sneak up on him.

He didn’t really see any reason to put it off. That was the trick-- if one didn’t fight the hiccups, and just learned to let it happen when it wasn’t horribly inconvenient, it was far easier to weather.

So, when the evening was winding down and things were calm, he flopped down on the couch next to-- and partially on top of-- his twin, contentedly melted into his alternate form, and let what would happen happen.

To his eternal vindication, he heard Ingo yelp in surprise, and proceeded to cackle his way into life as a Crobat.

“I’m happy that you’re happy,” Ingo said flatly, brushing an errant wing out of his face, “But was that entirely necessary?”

“Entirely.” Emmet agreed, and gave his limbs an experimental little shake, mindful not to whack his brother in the process.

Because, while he had no trainer and no definite answer where the affection needed to evolve originated, he was pretty damn sure. If he’d so chosen, he could have evolved a second time from his first moments as a Golbat, and as much as he loved their Pokemon, there was only one connection in his life quite that prolific. Regular Golbat were able to express the companionship they felt through evolution alone, secure in the knowledge that it was their defining relationship; Emmet had wanted to express that as well, yes, but he’d also seen no reason to deny himself. Why evolve anywhere but where he was most comfortable?

There was a heavy sigh above him, and he felt something brush against one of his upper limbs.

Oh, he’d almost forgotten! While they didn’t have hands per se, Crobat had something to grasp with-- the digits along their foremost set of wings. Eager to test them out, he seized whatever he’d gotten caught on and only just started to move when Ingo put a stop to it.

He grabbed his sibling with both hands and hefted him up to eye level-- where it became clear what Emmet had gotten a not-handful of-- and with weary patience said, “You’re a Crobat now-- far too mature for hair pulling. I would recommend that you stop that at once, and feel it prudent to remind you that I remain unevolved and have no reason not to retaliate.”

“Oh? What’s that?” Emmet asked, reaching forward to anchor himself onto the backrest. With a little doing, he hoisted himself up onto it and leaned into Ingo’s space, cheek to cheek, “Did you just imply that I’m the older brother, now?”

Belatedly, Ingo seemed to realize that he’d done just that.

Emmet turned his head and chuckled into his twin’s hair, “Aw, it’s alright. You are just a little Gligar. It’s not your responsibility to notice these things.” He stopped long enough to nip harmlessly at the hand that flew up to wave him away, at which point he announced, “It’s only fair, Ingo. You are older when we are humans. I am older when we are Pokemon. Equal and opposite.”

Finally, through vibration more than any actual sound, he felt Ingo begin to laugh. “I’m not entirely sure I agree that humans and Pokemon are opposite one another.”

Emmet hummed, and it came out as more of a screech than he’d intended. With an apologetic headbutt, he said, “The subject matter has gotten far too grey for my liking. I do not want to continue this conversation.”

“Ah, but I’m just a little Gligar,” Ingo argued, tone kept carefully even, “Isn’t it my duty to pose uncomfortably existential questions?”

“Nothing has ever stopped you before.” Emmet grumbled and, in a huff, switched back to human form, leaning over the back of the couch. Ingo reached up with a smile in his eyes and gave the hair hanging down two gentle tugs.

Emmet locked his jaw, physically preventing himself from breaking into a grin. “We are human right now, Ingo. Act your age.”

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Months passed with little change. There wasn’t so much to adjust to, going from Zubat to Golbat to Crobat-- just minor amenities the previous forms had lacked, and one secondary pair of wings. Nailing the timing to keep them all in sync and himself airborne was arguably the steepest learning curve Emmet faced, and once he got it down-- equal and opposite, funny enough-- it was a cinch.

They revisited the topic of evolution order multiple times, either twin trying to bend it to their advantage as circumstance presented, and while Emmet had poked fun, he was… beginning to wonder.

Physically, there had been small changes to accommodate, but internally, he felt sturdier, stronger in ways he couldn’t have anticipated back when he was still a Zubat. Ingo didn’t seem to be in any hurry to pursue evolution, and that was perfectly fine-- unevolved Pokemon could be just as capable as their other forms, given the right training and strategies-- but it wasn’t just that. There was a hesitation whenever the matter came up absent the facetious tones they often fell into, an eagerness to shut the conversation down or change topics.

Emmet had once asked, in jest, if Ingo thought they had enough battle points to acquire a razor fang, and while the response had been perfectly composed, the discomfort that set into his brother’s form was easy to spot.

Having no desire to evolve was one thing. Being afraid of the prospect was something else entirely. In that sense, it was fortunate that Gliscor evolved in such a specific way-- there was no threat of a spontaneous, hiccuping evolution-- but Emmet knew his twin. If Ingo wasn’t forced to confront something, he’d be happy to make an indefinite detour around the affected track.

He didn’t want to force anything on his brother-- neither his opinion nor evolution itself-- but he did want to understand what was going on.

Passing his recent acquisition from palm to palm, Emmet chewed on his lip, deep in thought; had anyone been around to observe, the twins would have been indistinguishable in that moment.

Eventually, he schooled his features-- a futile endeavor in and of itself, but the faint smile was for his sake, not to try to fool Ingo-- and headed over to confront his brother.

“I have a question,” He said before he could think better of it.

It was answered by a hum of acknowledgment as Ingo maneuvered to look at him over the bulk of Eelektross’s body, and a waiting silence.

Emmet hesitated.

“It is not meant to be a leading question. I simply want to understand.”

Ingo’s brow furrowed and, as if in conference, Eelektross turned to blink at him, then to its trainer. Emmet himself jerked his head toward the kitchen, silently asking the eel to give them a moment, and it slipped away with only a quiet groan of complaint.

“You do not want to evolve. Why?”

There was a long break while Ingo processed that. Finally, he said, “I’m content as I am, is that not enough?”

“It’s a perfectly valid reason, yes. But that is not why you shy away from the subject every time it comes up. Again, I just want to understand.”

Ingo took a deep breath and, slowly, let it out. “Evolution is a very prompt, very permanent change, as you’re no doubt aware. I’m glad that your evolved forms have suited you, but am… not so confident that mine is right for me.”

Emmet cocked his head, getting slightly waylaid in spite of himself, “Gliscor are strong and tough. Physical attackers like you favor. Useful typing. Capable of Earthquake. Potential for verrrry strong combinations. I fail to see the problem.”

A hint of a grimace flashed through the crease of his brother’s eyes, but was quickly smoothed over, “While all of that is true, I’m afraid the species is also saddled with a rather… unsavory connotation. No Pokemon can be handled without risk, I understand that of course, but people seem to find Gliscor in particular-- shall we say off putting?”

Scary. The word he was skirting around was ‘scary’, and suddenly it all made a lot of sense. Ingo’s relative inability to shift away from his severe resting expression tended to draw attention, and that was very rarely a good thing. On one hand, maybe a Gliscor’s ever-present smile might help remedy the situation; on the other, it might only make things worse, pinging off of humanity’s underdeveloped sense for danger.

“Ah,” Emmet eventually said, “I see. Thank you for humoring me.”

There was a tense, expectant pause, broken only by, “You’re not going to argue with me?”

He gave his head a shake, shifting uncomfortably under his twin’s attention-- it was an unfamiliar feeling, and he didn’t enjoy the novelty of it one bit. “I knew discussion of it was beginning to wear on you. My intent was to learn why and to avoid the topic in the future.”

Taking mercy on his brother, Ingo’s gaze slid away to an undefined point beyond his shoulder, “Then you’ll find that you’ve reached your destination.”

Emmet stepped closer so he could perch on the arm of the couch, tilting to rest the side of his head against Ingo’s.

“I’m sorry.”

Without looking or making any move that might dislodge him, Ingo reached up to lay a warm hand on his arm.

“As you’ve said, you were only trying to make sense of the situation; there’s no need to apologize for that.”

Humming in something that was neither agreement nor argument, Emmet switched tracks, “You aren’t scary.”

“And I’m sure Gliscor can be perfectly wonderful companions in spite of their own reputation,” Ingo said dryly, “At this junction, however, I would prefer not to press my luck.”

He sighed against his twin’s crown, causing a section of hair to flutter in the artificial breeze, “That is entirely reasonable.”

There was a thin laugh in response, a weak, but legitimate attempt at levity, “I do have my moments.”

Pushing off of Ingo’s shoulder, Emmet pivoted and, finally, offered the item he’d been toying with for the entire conversation. The polished piece of eviolite was warm from the constant handling, this particular specimen erring more toward pink than it did purple-- color hadn’t initially been on his list of criteria, but there was certainly a meaning to be read into it now.

“For you,” He said rather unnecessarily, highlighting the words by physically tipping it into Ingo’s unoccupied hand before his brother had a chance to respond.

Ingo blinked down at it, and then looked back to Emmet, who was struck once again by how sad it was, how few people would recognize the joy that showed in every aspect save for his twin’s lips.

The vulnerable moment was left behind them as Ingo asked, “Do I want to know how you acquired this?”

And, without missing a beat, Emmet said back, “No you do not.”

---

There was a very clear turning point in Ingo’s opinion on evolving, a wonderful example of the impact good publicity could create.

It was a shift on the standard multi lines and their opponents’ combination of Tyranitar and Gliscor had proven a competent match for that day’s team. The usually-wicked chain of Crustle’s Sturdy, rocky helmet and Flail certainly wore the bat down, but despite their bugs’ best efforts, type advantages had simply won out.

At Emmet’s side, Ingo took a breath to congratulate their challengers, and habit carried him through the script as Emmet grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him over, raising a hand to stop the Gliscor’s trainer before they could recall it.

Bemused by the change of pace, the trainer humored him, their Pokemon glancing uncertainly between the parties involved. It had been a short conversation-- lasting only until the challengers were set to depart-- and while he wasn’t usually one to lead, in this instance Emmet had been happy to guide the discussion, asking after the teen’s history with it and how it fared outside of a battle facility.

Taking up the reins left Ingo to focus on the Pokemon itself, which was a nice bonus. Clearly the Gliscor recognized that something was afoot, even if not specifically what-- jaws parted to scent the air and eyes narrowed, perplexed. At one point, Emmet looked over to catch it raising one wing, trying to herd what it must have thought a very strange Gligar beneath it.

It had been a sweet Pokemon, and a very good learning experience.

Coincidences aside, though, Emmet wasn’t in the habit of pushing an evolutionary agenda. While he might try to soothe his brother’s anxieties where the species was concerned, he wholly accepted Ingo’s reasoning, and anything he encouraged was strictly for comfort’s sake.

So it was something of a surprise when, months down the line, Ingo asked if Emmet would mind holding onto something for him for the evening. Because they both knew he couldn’t resist, there had been no protest as he’d unfolded the extra pair of gloves to find a razor fang at its heart. Somewhere between comprehension and ignorance, he looked up.

“It seems prudent to have one on hand, just in case.” Had been Ingo’s only explanation.

And, well… that was progress. There was a certain amount of self-loathing to Ingo’s opinion on evolution that seemed unhealthy, and it was a comfort to see it begin to ease. Whether or not he would ever use the razor fang was a moot point; the only thing that mattered was that he wasn’t so vehemently opposed to the thought.

As before, the specter of evolution drifted quietly into the background.

---

Like any carnivorous bat, the subject swooped back into the fray without warning.

“Would you… mind staying with me, if I were to evolve?” Ingo asked one evening, apropos nothing.

Emmet waited several seconds for the full context, until he realized the delay seemed to be making his twin nervous. “Of course not. What is the rest of this hypothetical?”

“Ah.” Awkwardly, he forced his attention off of the floor and met Emmet’s eyes, “It’s not a hypothetical question. I think I’m ready. To… evolve.”

The train of thought slowly pulled into its charted destination, and as soon as it did, he bristled, “You do not need to do so. We have covered this. Did something happen?”

“Nothing in particular, no; I’ve just been affording it some more thought, lately, and this was the station I arrived at.”

“Because it is what you want?” Emmet demanded.

“Yes. Mostly.” At the look the amendment earned him, Ingo raised his hands in self defense, “I still have my concerns, but at this point in time, not knowing is worse. The longer I humor that anticipation, the greater it becomes.”

“So what you actually want is to get it over with.”

“I… suppose that’s an accurate assessment.”

Asking if he was certain would only make the situation worse. Surely Ingo had already given this plenty of thought-- he’d had years to consider it, after all. That he was only bringing it up now carried a great deal of weight.

So, without any further challenging words, Emmet held up his arms in invitation; Ingo accepted it with a surprising readiness, belying just how nervous he really was.

He needed something else to focus on, to distract him from the unease of deciding upon a drastic change of course after so long. Emmet could do that.

“Do you know where your razor fang is?” He asked, and could feel the indignant shiver running through his brother at the suggestion that he hadn’t thought that far ahead. Personally, Emmet thought it was a valid question; while it was far more likely that Ingo had checked and double-checked before making any declarative statements, there was always a chance the Joltik had spirited it away in the past five minutes.

Mutely, Ingo nodded to where Chandelure was hovering near the ceiling, one iron limb curled around the be-gloved fang.

Fair enough. If there was one way to ward Joltik off, that was probably it. He didn’t actually think she would do anything to the little bugs, but they would have to learn a healthy respect for her someday, and if that was today, then it was their own fault; the last thing he wanted to do right now was pluck one out of her personal space and get zapped for the effort.

Not for the first time, Emmet spared a thought for the indignity of having a type vulnerability to his own Pokemon, only for his twin to be utterly immune. Somewhere out there, Arceus was laughing.

There was nothing for it. He had more important matters to address.

While Ingo stepped away to call Chandelure down, he made no move to relieve her of her cargo, rightfully wary of handling the razor fang so long after sunset. She handed it over to Emmet without any fuss and, having overcome the anti-spider measures, he turned his attention back to the present.

“Where would you like to be for this?”

“The living room, I think,” A hesitation, and then, “Where you evolved.”

Ah. Well, perhaps Emmet should have seen that coming; his brother was a sentimental sap, and he loved him for it.

It took no time at all to get situated, leaving little more than to wait for Ingo’s lead. With a deep, bracing breath, he yielded to the smaller form of a Gligar, but it took a moment more for him to work up the nerve to open his eyes and greet the reality he was headed toward.

Unbothered, hands free of the evolutionary aid, Emmet steadied him, “Are you prepared for departure?”

There was a stiff nod against his chest, the pincers holding onto his arms trembling from the effort of staying somewhat slack. Before moving to take the fang up again, he moved one hand to either side of Ingo’s head and turned his face up.

“I will see you in just a moment.” He promised, and simultaneously pressed a kiss between long ears and the razor fang to a fluttering chest.

---

Evolution wasn’t like a case of the hiccups, it was the deep inhalation one took to choke them out. Doing so wasn’t necessary-- life would go on either way-- but if one so chose, they could take the plunge and hold their breath.

It was a building tension, a burning, overflowing wealth of energy begging to be set free, to show the world what it could do. It was also a sigh of relief as that potential found purchase and settled into what it was meant to be.

Where his head nestled against Emmet’s chest, a shuddering breath escaped Ingo, and he wasn’t entirely sure what emotion he could ascribe it to. For simplicity’s sake he might call it relief, but there were more layers to it than that might imply; not only that nothing had gone wrong, but also that the decision had been made. There was no going back. No matter what happened from here on out, his only recourse would be to make it work.

That was doable.

He stayed there a little while longer, larger arms more easily curving around his brother to maintain their hold; he slowly unfurled his wings, testing how it worked now that they were their own limbs, independent of the others. This quiet introspection was interrupted by laughter stifled against the top of his head.

With a chirp-- meaningless, save for its questioning note-- Ingo looked up at the culprit.

“Oh, you stopped.” Emmet said, complaint evident in his words, as if he hadn’t been the very thing to distract Ingo from… whatever it was he’d apparently been doing. Stretching his wings? He supposed he had drawn them back at the noise.

Puzzled, he spread them out again, to his twin’s further amusement.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m not entirely sure. You’re the one who was disappointed that I stopped.”

“Not that. You were chattering verrrry quietly. Low like a rumbling engine. It was cute.”

He was?

Oh. Yes. He’d overlooked the subconscious rolling of his vocal cords. In actuality, calling it ‘chattering’ was wholly inaccurate; it was, without a trace of doubt, a sustained purr. Suddenly very aware of himself, Ingo preemptively went to muffle any other noise he might make.

“Noooo,” Emmet laughed, all delighted dismay as he humored the wide face burrowing into his shirt, “Don’t be embarrassed!”

It was met by an undignified squeak of, “Then stop trying to embarrass me!”

“Oh, Ingo.” He drawled, amusement audible in spite of his ever-consistent tone, “I don’t have to try. You do it to yourself.”

He grumbled into the thin white fabric, distinct from the soft, content purr. Maybe he could try something else, experiment with a screech or non-offensive growl to distract from the incident. While it didn’t bother him, everything he vocalized was lower than it used to be, and it would take some getting used to.

He wondered, vaguely, if his larger stature meant he had access to his full lung capacity.

After a minute, he stopped theorizing and gathered his courage, emerging from his ineffectual hiding spot.

Emmet beamed at him, taking his face in both hands once more.

“There you are.” He said, and proved unable to resist ruffling his twin, fingers working into the coarse fur at his cheeks, “Better?”

One ear twitched and, methodically, Ingo ran through his systems, testing claws and wings and giving his tail an experimental thump; it was two-pronged now, the stinger substantially larger, lacking the dimorphic sizing in this secondary form. Different, yes, but not in a bad way. There was something about it that felt like holding his eviolite for the first time-- a protective layer establishing itself between himself and the world at large.

It made sense from a logical standpoint; a Gliscor’s defensive stats were higher than a Gligar’s, which was precisely what the eviolite was meant to emulate. Feeling it as an intrinsic part of his carapace, though, was bizarre.

“I believe it will be, with time.”

And, since the immediate concern had passed, of course it was open season.

“Now you get to learn how to fly properly. Your ‘membranes’ excuse has run out.”

Without removing himself from the couch, Ingo flapped his wings, just once. While he’d done his research ahead of time, the firsthand sense of it only drove home the fact that they were meant for catching a breeze and riding it; he likely could create an updraft, but it wasn’t an ideal application.

“Where’s Archeops?” Ingo asked instead of any proper reply, “I need to speak with him about forming a coalition. Perhaps then you’ll accept that not everyone with wings travels the way you do.”

“You are correct. Winged creatures generally do not take the subway. All three of us are outliers.”

Emmet managed to keep a mostly-straight face until Ingo craned up to nip at the ends of his hair, unimpressed. “Ah! None of that anymore! You’re a big Gliscor now. You should know better.”

He rolled his eyes-- to a bark of laughter-- and backed off, straightening, finally, to human form.

Everything felt normal. He glanced to Emmet for confirmation, judging via his twin’s expression, and found his attention lingering just a moment longer than expected. Before Ingo could ask, however, he met his eyes once more and broke out into a relaxed smile.

“I am happy that you’re happy.”

[wispisstillverybored67]

You are challenged by Sphinx #1!

??? Nine

Sphinx #1

"The Corruptor Regalia"

The psychopathic leader of Sphinx, representing the brain, blue #1 carries the group's energy quite well, but make no effort to hide his utter lack of care for everything in this world, providing the driving force for the trio's schemes with wit and lack of conscience. Extremely intellectual and cold-hearted. Cares for nothing but furthering his goals.

Barbatos the Iron Hands: An object stolen from the Athena Project higher-ups, named for a Duke of Hell, this specific one playing the role of philosopher. Adamant and strict, the perfect warrior for his Trainer.

Purson the Mimikyu: The older of Lilian's sons, named after a grand King of Hell, one which is all knowing of the hidden. His Jolly attitude is near exact to his brother, but this one is more impulsive and childlike in turn.

Orobas the Darkrai: The infamous night crawler was assigned to #1 in his younger years for a project. Named after a great Prince of Hell, a protector for the conjurer, Orobas is expectedly Timid in nature, perhaps the shiest among the group.

Vephar the Baxcalibur: A Titan-sized giant who swore fealty to her Trainer, Vephar is such named after a Duke of Hell, who may either bring, or cure pestilence. She is of Naive demeanor, but she's been learning a lot with the others.

Astaroth the Corviknight: The trio's aerial transportation method, she was named for an exceptionally powerful Duke of Hell, a corruptor of the sinful. She is Brave, to contrast Orobas especially, but a little too reckless for #1's taste.

Focalor the Ezo Period Samurott: A strangely large sized sea-carrier type, Focalor is named for the deceived great Duke of Hell, commander of seas. Jolly, yet rebellious, it is not known if she knows of her violent actions.

[danthediamondminecart]

Hi! So I spent a few hours thinking about these questions, and here are the questions I'm mostly want to ask.

1. In the RBB Superheroes AU, how do the heroes transform from their hero attire to their civilian attire and back to their hero attires again

2. Amongst the RBB characters, which one is your favorite or which character do you have fun writing lore about

3. Will your RBB Madoka Magica AU, have a Season 2 fanfic

4. Who is the Champion in the RBB Pokemon AU

5. Are there any canceled RBB AU'S that you have

6. How do you mostly use Russo's powers regarding his sword of truth, and what does he uses the sword of truth mostly for

Sorry for the huge amount of questions, but I'm generally just so curious! I hope you don't mind 😅

LETS GO TIME TO RAMBLE ABOUT MY AUs!! Please do keep sending me questions about them - I love to answer and I have so much to say despite barely posting about them.

I'm going to put my answers under a cut, because they're LONG:

It hasn't been mentioned anywhere yet, but in-universe, Jackeryz and Sanna are in charge of making the heroes' outfits presentable, durable and adaptable - including whether they can be quickly changed into or not. Some of them, like Fracture and Riptide, can afford to keep their costumes under their regular clothes or somewhat shrunken under their clothes, so that they can change into their superhero outfits in an instance. Others, like Phoenix and Complexicon, can't do this - they have to change clothes at home, so instead they have easy routes to get home if something happens. (Well, Kreek doesn't really leave his house, but you get the gist.)

Tanqr and Kreek. Individually and as a duo. I love thinking about those two's dynamic, AU or not, how their morals conflict, what might get them to be friends and sympathise with each other as well as what might get them into a serious argument. They're narrative foils, I nearly wrote a whole video essay on them (i did not get past the intro), I love their dynamic so much. I am so normal about them, and I live to see them beat each other up for sport.

No. I've lost motivation for the AU. I did consider revamping it, but I don't have the time for that and have other AUs to focus on. For now though, the AO3 port's notes will (eventually, when i actually update the AO3 port) go into depth as to what the planned 'sequel' was going to be.

TanqR. To give a little hint, he's a formal guy who just loves battling, and is far more serious than the man he beat out to become Top Champ. He also has a strange connection with the villainous team...

I'm not sure what you mean by 'cancelled'. If you mean "currently not working on/making content of", that's a vast majority of my AUs, but they all still exist and hold a dear place in my heart even if they will never see the light of day outside of my private chats. The only AU I suppose I've properly 'cancelled' is the Robloxian Paranormal Archives iteration of the TMA AU, but that just got revamped into Top Of The Food Chain.

There's a bit more depth on Russo's specific powers here, but generally, he uses it for intelligence and interrogation purposes. He can use it to get people to tell him the truth, or to snoop out secrets in a room. It is surprisingly effective use his sword to threaten someone, and then use its power, so that person is forced to reveal how scared they are. He prefers to use it over his Resonators, because those take a lot more energy out of him and mind control is really hard.

[happy-tori-friends]

mascot notes (i used precure mascots and jewelpets [sanrio supports genocide which i shouldnt have 2 explain Why That's Bad, but im simply using them references for if/when i draw or design them] for references. maybe i'll add pokemon like fennekin or buneary later)

lifty and shifty share a mascot and are a duo at the start because theyre together when they meet the mascot - maybe other characters will also share a mascot and be a team at the start but i've only really thought about the mains. i also didn't want to use the same animal as their htf counterpart so i kinda started winging it

so far...

lifty and shifty's mascot will be a fox, bc foxes are often associated with slyness and cunningness. au where they're tom nook and redd's adoptive sons and after their dad's divorced- i'm joking i'm joking. i've contemplated naming him lucky, but who knows if i'll stick with that. dont have any real personality notes though, but obviously he's willing to bribe them.

splendid's mascot will be a dog. specifically a dig with longer floppy ears. i dont know why, but him with a puppy resonated with me i also really miss my beloved hershey, and just having a pet in general. while they dont have a name or a gender yet, i'm imaging them to be a very loyal type who cheers everyone on and, when there's no fighting evil to be done, loves to play. if i go the high school route (or maybe even college route...) they are vety bad about accidentally causing disruptions and everything thinks that the stress of being a model student is making splendid lose his mind.

with splendont and flippy, i just chose animals i liked and are popular for cute magical animal characters. splendont is getting a kitty. personality-wise i'm not sure what i'll go for. maybe a stubborn and impulsive type that tends to push his buttons. or a graceful and calculated cat that is stoic and cold at first but shows a true warm heart as they grow close to others. the forner would have a lot of arguing, the latter would let them both bond over being similar, as well as let splendont show a slightly less confident kitty that they are worthy and kind despite taking time to warm up to others, that they aren't alone.

for flippy i chose a bunny bc i like bnunies. hippity hoppity. this bunny i think would be the most gentle, caring sweetheart ever - but if you hurt their fruends, they'll stop at nothing to get revenge. maybe a sad backstory with a friend dying due to the big bad, and wanting to help to stop the villains as an act of revenge, despite knowing it wont bring back their friend. thus would strengthen flippy's resolve as a hero - fliqpy was the one that wanted to do it for the most part, and flippy was nervous about it (canonically he Did join the army [though he probably wouldn't have in this au] but i think weird magical shenanigans are a lil more concerning bc a talking rabbit comes out of nowhere and tells you to magically transform and fight monsters, and while you do want to help and save people and fight for whats right, this weird magical business is weird and comcerning) especially because bunny seems so sweet and kind. fliqpy thinks revenge seeking is cool and as long as he gets to keep beating up monsters, he'll help bunny avenge their friend.

next i gotta think of transformation trinkets... probably a watch like the yes precure 5 bc im basic. (im not a yes 5 fan but. i read what happened at the end otona precure and 🫤 i. i uh dont like that. at least i didnt get invested, like the devil is a part timer... but i'll stop rambling about uncomfy endings. this a blog for the 'cute animals die gruesomely every episode' show)

[anons-has-hlvrai-aus]

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You can find me on Ao3 and FanFiction.net under the name AndromedaJester

Here’s the short version of AU and Fics lists.

Extended version under the Read More.

“Half-Life But the AI is Self Aware” AUs and Fics

Metamorphosis AU

HLVRAI B-Side / Another Swap AU

Half-Life Collector Edition / HLCEVR Tech Support

Crossover AUs and Fics

Half-Life Mystery Dungeon AU

“Half-Life But the AI is Self Aware” AUs and Fics

Metamorphosis AU

Four years after the Resonance Cascade, Gordon starts to undergo strange bodily changes. His only help for navigating these changes is Benrey, who has returned after years of silence following the Bank Heist. Shenanigans ensue, including transformations into a giant worm on a string.

Post-Game AU with cameos from the actual Half Life expansions

Slow burn but for friendship! Left up to reader interpretation whether or not they become more than friends

WARNINGS: Still early on in the story but future chapter may contain mentions of Bodily Transformation, Medical Malpractice, Death, and heavily implied Abuse (will edit this as necessary)

Tagged as #HLVRAI Metamorphosis AU and #Metamorphosis AU

HLVRAI B-Side / Another Swap AU

Benrey is a security guard controlled by a human in the real world, Gordon is an alien from another world that has been captured and turned into a permanent member of Black Mesa’s Anomalous Materials Department. When a Resonance Cascade strikes, these two men at ground zero will have to fight tooth and nail to get themselves, a mixologist, a former bio-engineer, and one of Black Mesa’s suit-clad investors out of the facility in one piece.

WARNINGS: Contains mentions of Death, Child Death, Medical Malpractice, Mental and Emotional Abuse (will edit when necessary)

Tagged as #HLVRAI B-Side. Can also be tagged as #Another Swap AU but I’m trying to retire this tag for the other one.

HLCEVR Tech Support

Has its own Askblog found here!

“This page is for questions, comments, and concerns involving the unofficially released 2020 game Half-Life: Collector Edition.”

Treats HLVR as one of a few games in a collection that have VR support and advanced AI as a means to increase the replay value of the original Half-Life 1 and its expansions. Visitors of the page can send asks to get “help” with issues they have with their games or with the hit website “savemyscienceteam.world,” a website used to export your AI companions out of the video game after completing a game.

An AU that technically contains all of my other HLVRAI AUs (B-Side, Metamorphosis, etc.) within it.

Tagged as #HLCEVR

Half-Life AUs and Fics

Law of Preservation

Three scientists, a security guard, and a US marine wake up one day with a strange feeling of deja vu and lost time; six months later they find out why. They might not be able to stop the Resonance Cascade from happening, but they can at least work together to lessen the damages. Nothing a little bit of teamwork and powdered donuts can’t fix.

AU fic based on that one Half-Life Prompts post where Gordon, Barney, Adrian, Gina and Colette all meet up to escape the ResCas.

WIP Fic, no chapters released yet.

Crossover AUs and Fics

Half-Life Mystery Dungeon AU

Fandoms: Half-Life, Pokemon

Dr. Freeman was used to waking up in places he didn’t recognize at this point. Leave it to the universe to throw a wrench into what little normalcy he has left and suddenly have him turned into a 4-foot-tall sasquatch with electric power. What the hell even is a Pokemon, and why do so many of them share their names with people he knows?

AU where Gordon, a man who only knows about three Pokemon maximum, gets eeby-deeby’d into Pokemon Mystery Dungeon.

Gordon is an electabuzz, G-Man is Deoxys

Nothing written yet but I do have concept sketches.

[youareunbearable]

Would Dialga have the ability and willingness to send a regretfull Maglor into the past to try and bring a better future

Ohhhhhhhhhh hummm maybe?? I feel like with a time travel au, Maglor couldn't really do much to change things if he was sent back. Maybe he could sway Maedhros into some things, but I dont really think Mae could be swayed on a lot of the Big Canon Plots he was a part of. And I cant see him having much influence on his other brothers either, not to mention the non Feanorians

I think it would be one of those awful time loops, where he knows what's happening but he can't stop anything from happening and he has to watch everyone die a second time. I think it might ruin Maglor, and I think the Legendary pokemon kinda know this. Maglor was a companion to Meloetta once upon a time, her power still rings within him, resonates with the other mythical and Legendary pokemon. They know him, and know that he can't go back, so they never let him even if he begs

[lightofunova]

DONT MIND IF I DO i arrive precisiely on time like im pepsi man, and you cant expect pepsi man of all people to be anonyous

where do i START? thats the greatest hurdle thats been presented to me today. and, you know, as i send this, ive kind of come to a realization.. that, like??? 99% of our conversations are via my streams, and i feel like thats FUCKED UP thats my bad and i apologize for that. i need to make an effort to DM more because you are such a bright light!!! literally every time youve ever popped in, said hello and gone to work; every time you helped me in pokemon; or kept company on drawings- its the highlight of the day!!!!!

youre so exquisitely yourself, you know?

youre like... i dont know if this metaphor is gonna resonate with you, but youre like when theres a really tough day. the universe is testing you, and youre tired. you go, you sit down, and you pick up a familiar game where just its sight brings you comfort. resting back, you alight the game, and you just.. enjoy. thats what your energy is like. your presence is a comfort, and you brighten the day. youre good. youre just really good. thank you for being in this community and allowing us to partake in this silly adventure we call askblogging

also, i try to not play favorites, but bah gawd, reshi is definitely up there as one of my all times. such a great character whom i love unconditionally. youve done well, and i cant wait to enjoy more of the story you wish to tell, and i really appreciate the effort you put into it. its a delight and a blessing to enjoy your content. thank you again

NDJFJDBSBSB YOURE TOO KIND HONESTLY- Ill be honest sometimes I really dont feel like I deserve such sweet words from others haha, when I first read this I thought that for a moment. But honestly this really resonated with me once I reread it, it means alot to be surrounded by such amazing people who see me in such a wonderful light and enjoy me just being me? Sometimes I get worried that me being me feels kinda like,,,a third wheel LOL or like my ideas arnt as interesting or cool as others. But its people like you that really help build me up and get past all that.

Honestly seeing you stream can be such a highlight to my day and it gives me something to listen to while I’m busy drawing or going about my morning! Even thought we don’t talk in dms too much, it makes me happy to chat on stream and just chill cus the vibes are always immaculate haha.

And honestly oml the metaphor is just too kind 🥹🥹🥹 I completely know what you mean XD i’ve been there so many times myself and have done it alooot the past few days(hgss shiny hunting rn, no luck on starters so far haha) But gah you’re too kind honestly, It always makes me so happy that people like reshi in all her silly forms and aus(i feel i saturate her alot in some places and that sometimes people get sick of her,,,shes my main child im sorry LOL i play favs) but knowing people love her honestly make me giddy and happy because it makes me feel like I can craft a story with her or make a game with her. It makes my dream feel real, yaknnow??

Anyways i’ll stop ramblin haha you’ve made my night so much better esp after a tougg shift and I just appreciate it so much, thank you for everything truly