#wn pokemon au

[daisychainsandbowties]

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: T

Summary:

what if Ava and Beatrice were in love and there were also pokémon?

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There was a ghost in the walls.

The first night it happened, Ava was half-asleep, staring down at the red and grey walkie-talkie stowed in the palm of her tired hand. She’d been doing physiotherapy all day – trying to make fists, to stretch her palm wide and scrunch it tight – and the bones themselves ached where they rested against sweat-slicked plastic.

It was just a scratching, at first, like something sharp against the plaster on the inside of the walls, almost smothered under the shifting of bodies in the rooms on either side of Ava’s. Lost, almost, to the slow tap, tap, tap of saline droplets slithering through her IV, the crinkle of the canula tape as her hand shifted very slightly, sending starbursts of nerve pain up into her shoulder.

Her breath, which wisped lonesomely up into the corner of the room she shared with a vase of drooping flowers, a creaky wheelchair, and a dozen posters tacked into the walls, bearing images of pokémon frozen, captured in the only way Ava would ever be able to have them.

(this isn’t true, but it is a fear she carries in her chest at night especially when she can forget about the doctors telling her that soon, soon, soon they’ll fly that surgeon over from the Kanto region. soon she’ll be shuffling stiffly through the hallways on her crutches and in possession of more than her hands)

(these things are easy to forget in the dark)

That first night, the scraping kept on for ten minutes before fading, and the walkie talkie never erupted with sound, so Ava slept. When she woke, it seemed like something she might have made up.

But then, two days later, when the moon sat low and bright in the sky and Ava sat up watching it leak across the floorboards, the sound came again. More concerted this time, unmistakable.

It seemed to come from one specific part of the wall, buttressed between a poster of a Dragonite and a faded photograph of a girl with a Rockruff fighting to escape from her arms. Ava smiled at it, despite the stab of fear that accompanied the sound of something in the wall.

(it’s easy to be afraid at night. that doesn’t make her a coward)

Ava stared at that spot and almost, almost ventured to say something before it faded, very suddenly. As though started away by her hesitation.

She came to visit the next morning – her, a word that seemed to linger in perpetual italics whenever she stood in the room, in the doorway with her mussed-up hair and her face noticeably marked with a fresh cut, a fresh bruise, a fresh sign of the fool’s errand Ava had sent her on.

“Hey stranger,” Ava had said, watching her drop her backpack by the door, festooned in rainbow pins, a trans badge she’d bought herself and affixed onto one of the flea-bitten straps with a look of feverish concentration.

“I don’t really know,” she’d admitted, when Ava asked what it meant.

“Okay,” Ava had said, and then flexed her fingers in a rhythm that meant she wanted to reach out, to hold.

Beatrice, as she let her bag thunk onto the ground, swinging the door shut behind her, raised an eyebrow in mock-offence, “I’ve only been gone a week!”

It was hard to be angry at her, to begrudge her the calluses on her hands, the way her shoulders had filled out even more in the past year, but still.

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[cowboycatd]

ava with an alolan raichu send post.

[weaseltube]

Hello hellsite, happy 2023. I'm thinking about using this blog again to post art, AU, and shitposts that have been pretty much confined to discord communities in the last three years. I had a twitter in 2019 because that's where danmei fandom was at, but it's been private longer than it was public because I couldn't take constantly making fandom into a political statement (it's also easier to like JP fanart if nobody can see you ship in all directions).

Anyway my current fandoms are Touken Ranbu, The Vampire Dies in No Time, Trigun, SVSS, Iruma-kun, TBF, and Mild Noble's Vacation Suggestion. I still watch seasonal anime so there's odds and ends of those too, and I've been reading a number of WNs and webtoons slowly (ORV, LCF, My SS Hunters). Still rotten, still collecting pokemon plush, health still fucked.

Please do unfollow if you aren't a fan of the above, I know most of my old friends have left anime/manga behind or moved to US comics or band fandoms.

[alfheimr]

self care is making an au and drawing your ot3 in pokemon style

-wwx is a competitive battler and also researcher -lwj is a coordinator and pokemon contest star -wn is a breeder who specializes in service pokemon for mental health & disabilities

bonus cherubi hairclip hehe...

[daisychainsandbowties]

@the-penguinspy​ i hope you don’t mind being tagged but i have been thinking about pokémon au a lot today so!

it is in the very early stages of brainrot but yes! Ava as a pokémon trainer whose first partner was a Dreepy. he decided to haunt the orphanage, rummaging around in cupboards, going bump in the night, and playing mysterious songs on the old out-of-tune piano. but Ava was 0% spooked and started talking to this disembodied presence in the walls. gradually Dreepy stuck its semi-corporeal head out and they became friends. & then Dreepy corralled a bunch of ghost pokémon to sneak into Ava’s room at night and put on phantom puppet-shows.

& now Ava is a dragon-type gym leader who wears a Dratini as a scarf half the time and her Dreepy is a full-blown Dragapult called Torpedo. she has a Metagross too and he’s called Hashbrown because it’s her third favourite food and her favourite way to have potatoes and she didn’t like (as a dorky ten-year old in a backwards baseball cap and dungarees) how Beldum had ‘dumb’ in it.

oh & she has a baby Deino who compulsively headbutts people in the shins (sorry Lilith) and his name is a work in progress because he HATES everything Ava’s proposed so far. 

she also has a Noivern!! she flies around on him and he looks like a big scary bat & he’s called Lux because that’s the unit of illuminance & she calls him ‘light of my life’ because he tries to act like a big tough bird-creature but he’s a total softie inside. 

she has Sceptile on a technicality because the mega-evolution is dragon. she’s called Spider because she liked to sleep on the ceiling as a baby Treecko but also frequently fell on top of Ava in the middle of the night (nurse joy did NOT appreciate the yelling at 2am in the pokémon centre, but she DID pull out Ava’s favourite joke when berating her which is ‘sweetie, this did NOT spark joy’). 

and her last pokémon is obviously Charizard, again purely due to mega-evolution. his name is Lantern because she met him as a Charmander in the middle of the woods, lost af on a super-foggy night. he led her out even though he was super skittish of humans, like a little marsh-light (but good). & then he followed her for three weeks, always standing waaay outside the circle of her campfire but looking like a little bobbing lantern. 

Ava gets into stupid arguments with Professor Salvius over pokémon categorisation because apparently ‘no, Ava, i will not submit a paper titled ‘but he’s dragon-shaped!!’ to the academy. now take your new crutches and get out of my office.’

Beatrice shall remain a mystery but the premise is they’re all gym leaders/ famous pokémon trainers and they’re asked to compete in a tournament in order to fill a vacant spot in the Elite Four. and so the pokémon-themed chaos unfolds!!!