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So uh, I got pretty hooked on @lulzyrobot’s Dynamorph AU, and I thought to myself - “Y’know what, why don’t I make a whole new OC for this? Could be fun.” I ended up doing just that, and some brainstorming and subsequent sketching later, this not-so-smol bab came to be! Rupert (name not yet final), a trainer who - as you can probably tell - ended up fused pretty extensively with an Aurorus, of all things. I haven’t yet figured out much of his character overall, but he’s definitely a shy lad, the kind that… honestly? Kinda needs a hug tbh. Anyway, this is just a sorta rough coloured sketch rn, but I might actually do a clean-lined version of this if I can get around to it. Who knows?

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I’ve found @lulzyrobot Dynamorph au and I fell in love with it! If you want to find more please read this post

How did she survived that fall? your guess is as good as mine! AlsoI know in the third page there’s supposed to be a timeskip ;; I didn’t know how to show it

I’ve noticed that noivern is often used but ;; everyone is fused differently so it’s fine (I’m trying to make peace to my insecurities,sorry)

I tried to make a small comic about Bianca but I’m not super sure about this one, I might try and re-make this later on

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Sooooo. Have the Mali part of the Dynamorph AU (created by @lulzyrobot) because why not. This one took a while to finish because of school. Also shit motivation, lots of that. Anyways I hope you enjoy this mess™

Knock Knock Knock

The sound of knocking fills the area, a little hand hitting on a big metal door. Said door smoothly opens as a young woman in her 20s pokes her head out. Her eyes meet the stare of the knocker.

-Hello there, do you wanna come in? the young woman asks.

-Yes, ma'am, the knocker replies politely. 

The woman smiles and lets the smaller soul into the room.The sound of children is immediately noticeable. Some kids are running around wildly, some are drawing calmly, others are playing in the ball pit or on the jungle gym. The knocker turns defensive, curling in on herself a bit. The young woman notices.

-What’s your name? she asks.

-Mali, the kid says with surprise in her voice.

-Nice to meet you Mali, my name is Patricia.

As Patricia keeps the conversation going, she leads Mali to the drawing table in the middle of the room. As she takes a seat at the table, Patricia finishes up the conversation and checks the watch on her arm.

-Well, looks like its time for me to go get some snacks for everyone, it was very nice to meet you Mali.

-You too Ms. Partrica, Mali responds with a smile, having come out of her bubble more.

The woman responded with a smile before heading through the metal door. As the door closes, Mali turns her gaze to the kids sitting in front of her. The older kids don’t seem to care while some of the younger ones are directly staring at her.

-Uh hello? She murmurs.

-Hi! What’s your name? My name is James! one of the younger kids chirped.

-I’m Mali I suppose, she’d say.

-How old are you? I’m five! What’re your favorite snacks? Do you have a Pokemon-?

-Hey dude, calm down with the questions, one of the older kids says with a glare.

-No one asked you, Jackie! James snarls.

-I’m twelve and I like Darmanitan crunchies, Mali quickly asserts before things would escalate

.-Whaaat?! Darmanitan crunchies!? Those suck! Applin Grub is way better! a little girl chimes in.

-No, Darmanitan crunchies are the best! You’re just being a meanie! another kid would respond.

While the kids started arguing, Mail continued on her drawing quietly. Jackie rolls his eyes.

-Kids, am I right? he mumbles.

Mali would giggle a bit, causing James to revert his attention to her. He would point right at her.

-Hey! You never answered my last question! Do you have a Pokemon? Is it cool? Can I see it?

-What? W-Well uh yeah! W-Wait no, no I d-don’t! But I d-did-! Mali would blurt out, taken aback by his sudden questions.

-Don’t ask about that! Don’t you remember what happened yesterday?! Jackie would snap.

-But I wanna know! James shoots back with a petulant tone.

Suddenly, Mali would sneeze.James and Jackie turn their stare towards her.

-Bless you, Jackie says.


An awkward silence would ensue. Mali taps the pencil against the paper while James is looking at her expectingly. 

-Uh, yeah I hade a Pokemon, Mali squeaks, trying to break the awkward silence.

This seems to have renewed James’ interest.

-What kind of Pokemon? Did it have a name? What type?!

-His name was Zolty, Zolty the Arctozolt-

-Arctozolt? I’ve never heard of that pokemon! Do you have a picture?

Jackie looks up.

-Huh, I’ve never heard of that either, you wanna show?

Mali started hesitantly grabbing her Rotom phone but a sudden scream stops her. She and others snap their heads towards the noise. A little kid is lying on the floor crying wildly. Mali sighs, thinking he just fell.

Until she notices his Skwovet looking tail and the blood around the base of it.

Chaos erupts almost instantly. Some children start sobbing while others are running around like Ponyta’s without direction. More of them also seem to be growing these pokemon like body parts, like a weird green Applin tail or the ears of a Nickit. Others get body parts replaced with new ones, like the wings of a Rookidee.  Blood and tears start mattering the blue carpet while the sound of children screaming and clothes ripping echo throughout the room.

-W-What is going o-on!? I-I don’t like this! James sobs out.

-Stay calm, It’s going to be fine little bro! Jackie responds panicky while not even noticing how yellow, black, and white fur is starting to grow on his arms.

Mali steps back horrified at what’s going on around her. She suddenly loses balance and falls face-first into the soft carpet. She quickly turns her body to lie on her back so she can see what’s happening to her legs.

She lets out a gasp as blue scales travel up her legs and then a scream as her toes seem to be fusing with her feet. The joints in her legs crack vigorously as they take new forms and the emerald shoes shes wearing burst as her now flipper-like feet and legs expand like yeasted bread. Her jeans rip a bit but seem to be holding strong. Pieces of her once pale skin fall onto the carpet along with blood. 

A sudden unexplainable pain in her tailbone makes her roll forward, landing on her hands and knees. She screams and sobs violently as a blue fish-like tail rips through her jeans and a bit of her shirt. A blue triangle looking fin stand proudly. She falls on her side, no longer being able to support her weight. Her fingers start stinging and aching as they slowly take the form of bright yellow claws. 

She closes her eyes as the screams, cries and panicked talking of the other kids starts burrowing into her ears. With all the energy drained from her, she can only squirm with her new legs and weep inaudibly as soft, almost hair-like, spikes grow out of her head. Her neck seems to also be crackling and growing longer and a thick layer of white and blue scales cover the bottom of her neck, her shoulders, and reaching down her back, stopping just above her new tail.

Mali lays in the same position for a while, letting the pain slowly subside.

-Zolty? she whispers.

-Did you do this?

A small hand pokes her on her scale covered shoulder. She flinches hard and the hand recoils. The sudden energy from said flinch causes her to jump up and she almost falls but uses a chair to support herself. Her new claws dig into the expensive chair.

-Ow! You burned me! someone exclaims.

She turns her head towards the voice, but she can’t see where he is, or anything for that matter. Everything is dark like she never opened her eyes.

-Wha…Why can’t I see anything?! she exclaims with panic.

She can clearly hear how footsteps are approaching her, so she curls in on herself a bit.

-Hey, don’t panic! It’s me, Jackie! the approaching soul says.

-Jackie, what’s wrong with her eyes? They look closed! the first voice questions.

-I think that was a feature of Arctozolt-

Jackie doesn’t get enough time to finish, as the door slams open and hits the wall hard. Several kids are startled by this and some start to cry even more.

-Mali! Are you alri-?! a very familiar voice exclaims.

The familiar voice stops and stays quiet for a short while before a gasp leaves her mouth. Mali knows that voice. She feels this eerie calm as she waddles towards where the sound originated.

-Come on, where are you? If you actually fused with something it would probably be with that disaster creatur- the familiar voice rambles.

Mali does an eye-rolling motion, takes a deep, cooling breath, and speaks.


She can feel how her sister snaps towards her. She smiles, showing her new sharp teeth.

-I think I found Zolty.

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Okay so i might have gotten obsessed with @lulzyrobot ’s Dynamorph AU and since ya girl cannot draw to save her dignity, she’s gonna write something instead. Have fun reading this total mess.




The sound of heels hitting the well-kept floor echo throughout the far-reaching corridor, the sound bouncing around like a child on a sugar rush. A pair of lighter footsteps trail behind. Suddenly, they stop.

-This is your room ma'am, we hope you enjoy your time at Rose of the Rondelands, a woman in fine dress tells the younger soul.

-Thank you, the girl murmurs in reply.

The older smiles slightly and gives the lass a card before walking back down the hall. The girl now left alone, wastes no time in inserting the card into the door, and entering the clean and tidy hotel room. She takes a look around, admiring the sheer luxury on all sides.

-Dear Arceus, I knew this place was extra but this is overdoing it, the girl exclaims to herself.

She pats the pockets on her jacket excitedly, clearly looking for something. But as her hand curls around a familiar sphere, she stops. 

-Oh, right, she sighs.

With a sullen expression, she quickly makes her way into the bathroom, stopping at the beautifully decorated mirror. Her eyes lock contact with the reflections, a pair of ocean blue eyes meeting an identical copy. She turns to the side, to meet the mirror head-on. As she gazes at the doppelganger in the mirror, she starts speaking.

-My name is El, I am a Pokemon trainer who is thinking about joining the next Gym Challange. My family and I were in Hammerlocke to visit family, we are now in Wyndon to be interviewed as witnesses.

Her hand meets her dirty blond hair, fingers running through the soft locks. El flinches, surprised by something. She drags her fingers through her hair again.

-Wow, this has grown way too long, she blurts out.

As she breaks eye contact with the mirror while measuring how much hair she’ll have to cut so she can revert to her normal middle neck length, a thought crosses her mind.

-Why was I talking to my reflection?

She meets the eyes of her mirror copy again.

-Am I seriously going insane already? They have only been gone for like a day-

El stops before the words leave her mouth. Her eyes sting, as she leaves the bathroom and collapses on the couch without another word. Her hands reach for her Rotom phone.

-Better call mom and dad to see when they’re done with that transcript, she mumbles.

The phone sparks to life and lights up. As she reaches to tap the “Call” option, something stops her.

On the screen is a photo, a photo of multiple familiar faces. El herself, and her Falinks. 7 happy expressions contrasted with her blank face. She doesn’t even realize she’s crying until the drops land on the screen. El drops the phone into her lap, wiping away both the tears on the screen and the tears in her eyes.

-Damn it! I tried avoiding this you…you dumb group of…

A sob tears out her throat.

-I-I know you’re gone, but it sure doesn’t feel like it! It’s like you’re still here, somewhere, she whimpers out.

She shakes her head violently.

-I-I can’t be sobbing like this! I’m a successful trainer! I’m supposed to stay strong for Mali! For mom and dad! El exclaims.

She tries to throw the phone into the cushions, but the Rotom inside saves it at the last second, letting it slowly float down to safety.

She sits up fully and buries her head into her hands, taking calculated breaths to calm down. As El’s trying to regain her cool, some memories flash through her mind.

-No no, THIS way! she remembers saying.

The cries of her Falinks, Alexie, follow suit. The people who are panicking seem to at least taken her order to heart, running towards the direction she’s pointing at.

-Yeah! Just like that! her sister, Mali says.

An explosion rocks the ground, people scream and point towards the top of Hammerlocke stadium. The grotesque hand-like creature likely caused it in its battle against the Champion, Gym leaders, and fellow trainers.

Somewhere in the depths of her mind, the name Eternatus echos.

People stand still, their mouths gaping like Magikarps on land.

-What are you doing!? Keep moving you flock of Wooloo! another trainer helping with the evacuation roars.

The crowd seems to snap back to reality and continue moving.

Suddenly, another explosion rocks the ground, along with an ear grating screech. As El and other people snap their heads towards the roof again, a huge red light flashes towards them. The last thing she recalls are people screaming, and her trusted partner impacting her chest.

She winces after recalling the memory, tears streaming down her face once again. She sighs deeply, letting her hands drop from her face. They land on her lap with a soft “thud”. As she tries to do the deep breaths to calm down again, a soft headache suddenly forms.

-Oh no, not this again, El asserts.

-I’ve been having these on and off headaches ever since the red light show yesterday! Also walking weirdly! Almost like marchin-

Her hands shoot to her head, the headache intensifying.

-What the hell-

As the pain intensifies, something seems to be growing out of the top of her head. El smashes her face into the couch as she screams. A familiar, red headcreast bursts out of the top of her head, causing blood to run down the sides. She brings her shivering hand up to touch this strange growth, but an increase in pain stops her. She lets out another horrified and pain-filled screech as something sharp spurts out of her forehead and the area between her eyes. Pieces of skin and blood run down her face and coat the grey couch in a brown color. This weird horn seems to have gotten stuck in the cushions of the couch. She shakes wildly as the burning decreases, only for it to come roaring back. 

She’s screamed herself raw and can only whimper and sob as two red spikes slowly grow out of her temples. But as the spikes seem to have finished flowering two gold and white shield-like rings burst out violently, hooking themselves around the newly formed spikes.

This suffering causes her to jerk violently, ripping up the couch where the horn had gotten stuck. As the shields on the sides of her face move in front of her eyes she sits straight up.

-Bathroom…Where is the bathroom again?! she bellows as she stands straight up.

As she starts her rush towards the bathroom, a burning sensation in her shoulders and kneecaps stop her. She falls to the floor right outside the bathroom door, her eyes still blocked by the shields on the sides of her head.

She can hear her clothes ripping as an awfully familiar feeling surrounds the affected areas. Four more spikes, followed by four more shield-like growths rupture out of her kneecaps and shoulders. She squeaks softly as she drags herself up, using the doorframe as support and stumbles back into the bathroom. Blood trails after her as she comes face to face with the mirror. 

Physically moving the shields beside her eyes, she comes face to face with two white dots bearing light blue circles around them. A sharp red horn with its golden support greets her as well. The skin around her eyes has turned into an ominous black, almost in the form of a mask. Bellow this black mask, a familiar yellow has sneaked its way over most of the rest of her face, stopping just above her lip. Everything under that line stays the same pale white as she’s always been. The yellow and white shields cover her temples, sitting pretty comfortably on the sides of her head.

-What in Arceus’ good name is this? El questions her reflection.

She brings her hand up to study the shield on her shoulder, only to be met by pitch-black skin. She startles for a second and drags up her jacket sleeve, only to see that the black skin stops just below the shoulder-shield, leaving her torso and chest unchanged. The same seems true for her legs as the black skin stops just above her waistline. She once again brings her to stare back to her reflection.

-Alexie…? she mumbles to herself.

Abruptly, a horrible pain from her vertebrae causes her to almost fall. Using the sink as support, she lets out a raw scream as a sharp small tail-like appendage grows out of it, ripping her pants even more in the process. Blood matters her sweatpants. 

She stands in the same position for at least five minutes, slowly getting used to the new body parts sticking out of her. She meets the eyes of her reflection once again.

-I knew you were here somewhere… I just didn’t expect all this, she states while gesturing to her body.

A thought crosses her mind.

-Wait, if this happened to me and Alexie is gone, does that mean…?

Before she even knew it, shes grabbed the keycard and leaves the room, rushing down the hallway.

-Mali! Mali! Where are you?! Her voice echos throughout the hallway.

Behind her, small footsteps seem to follow. These very familiar footsteps cause her to stop for a second. She turns around and comes face to face with 5 other faces. 5 small Falinks seem to be following her in a straight line. She can’t do anything but nod before taking off towards the kids’ area.

She slams into the door, making it slam into the wall as she enters.

-Mali?! Are you alri-?!

Before finishing that statement, her eyes meet many other kids, most of them on the floor. Some are crying, others are trying to calm down others. But one fact stands out. A gasp leaves her mouth.

More than half of these kids seem to have encountered the same fate she did. One seems to be fused with an Applin, another with a Boltund. She looks around wildly, trying to find her sister.

-Come on, where are you? If you actually fused with something it would probably be with that disaster creatur-

-El? a small but familiar voice asks.

Her eyes snap towards the owner of that voice.

-I think I found Zolty.

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I’m a sucker for AUs- @lulzyrobot​‘s Dynamorph happened to be the first SwSh AU I’ve seen since the game’s release, and I ADORE it, so of course I had to make fanart. I highly recommend you check it out!

This is Heather (my main trainersona/shameless self-insert OC) fused with her angry fur baby. I’d like to think she struggles to balance her usual mild-mannered behavior with her chaotic Perrserker’s, and is almost constantly restless. Moveset includes Metal Claw, Iron Defense, Crunch and Iron Head.

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so I adore @lulzyrobot dynamorph au and wanted to do something for it but I also have constant gen 6 brain disease…so both?

I guess here the ultimate weapon was what triggered it instead. since lys is fused with a legendary I doubt he has much autonomy unless yveltal is feeling charitable that day, sycamore is excited to be able to study himself, and calem just wishes he wasn’t constantly damp now

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(Click for better quality, reblogs are appreciated!) 

If you haven’t checked out @lulzyrobot‘s dynamorph AU, it’s very good. 10/10 would recommend. I’ve been really into it these last few weeks, and decided to give it a try with my trainersona! (Here’s her ref for a little more info) She’s the former Kalos champ, and current 8th gym leader of Galar, with Raihan taking over as champion. I’ve been thinking about this for awhile, so more info below the cut!

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Took me a long while to finish the art, but here’s my Dynamorph AU Trainersona! Naturally I had to go with Victini, they’ve been my partner Pokemon and my personal sona online across pretty much all platforms for over 9 years. The two color schemes are Canon and the Personalized version, respectively. I’ll put more details under the cut, but for those not interested in the lore and minutia (aka Mystic put way too much thought into this), enjoy the doodles!

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Robot Rock 🤘🤖🤘
I’m using the Dynamorph by TWA @godlykeinc ⚡

@Gibsoncustom Les Paul “Danger ‘Burst”
@ErnieBall .010
TWA Dynamorph
@marshallamps_uk Super Bass

#guitar #electricguitar #twa #dynamorph #daftpunk #robot #rock #robotrock #butterfly #guitarplayer #guitarist #musician #electricguitar #music #fuzz #electromic #demo #pedaldemo #gear #geardemo #gibson #lespaul #kfiro #instagram #instagramer #instagrammer #electronic #disco #dance

Thanks for watching! (at Robot Rock)

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