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whatifyoulivelikethat · 3 years

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calculated, m | jjk

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: Some people would call you far too serious. Some would call you stuck-up. And some would call you a bitch. But to freshman Jeon Jungkook, you’re the head Calculus I TA noona – and he’s determined to fuck you.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; intense smut (fem reader, semi-public sex, pussy spanking, fingering, m-receiving oral, doggy, dirty talk); non-idol!AU - university!AU; dom!Jungkook x sub!noona!reader, ft instigator Jimin lol

part i | part ii | part iii | part iv

"I think Jungkook likes you."

The lead of your mechanical pencil snapped suddenly. Stupid soft graphite. You glared at it, annoyed, and brushed the broken piece away to complete the equation.

"Who?"

"I think he's taking the afternoon class."

You double-checked the last question and handed him his homework back. "Jimin, you used the wrong equation, here and here."

Park Jimin frowned, face falling when he saw all your corrections. Being one of your parents' friends' kids, your parents and his parents naturally asked you to help him out when he entered the same university as you. You pretty much figured the likelihood of Jimin speaking to you was zero, since he was a dance major and you were a graphics design major. You shrugged and agreed.

Except you forgot you were also the head Calculus I TA and Calculus I was a required course for all students. And, turns out, Jimin wasn't that great at math. That's why you were sitting on cushions at your coffee table in your apartment with Park Jimin, watching a music program as you checked his homework.

"Oh."

Jimin began to look over your arrows and circles. You never actually gave him the answer. He usually ended up forgetting a step in the middle and thus fucked the answer. Usually he caught on easily once you pointed it out.

You stared at the television screen, listening to the latest hit. Not bad. Catchy.

"I think I should tell you because he's kind of reckless," Jimin was saying.

You placed a hand under your head and took a sip of your tea, distracted by the cute MC with the blue hair. He had a cute smile. It reminded you of a bunny.

"Who?"

"Jeon Jungkook," Jimin snapped impatiently.

You raised an eyebrow and faced Jimin. "Oi. I'm correcting your homework here. I could just correct it tomorrow and hand it back to you with red marks instead," you threatened.

He pouted at you, his full lower lip sticking out. "Sorry, noona."

You sighed. "Don't call me that. Makes me feel ancient." You turned your body so you faced him as he scowled at his homework. "Okay, okay, I'm listening now. What did you want to say?"

Jimin put his pencil down immediately and began to chat like an excited gossiping auntie. Round brown eyes getting rounder, glad for a break from his math homework. You didn't want to get him started, but he was going to nag you incessantly until you let him talk.

"I think he sits in the back?" Jimin pondered. "Dark longish hair, wears a lot of black. Looks scary when he's thinking because his eyes go really wide and he furrows his brows."

You twisted your mouth to the side and thought. You only attended the class when they had quizzes or exams because during lectures the professor didn't need your help. Mostly you remembered people by their personal scores or their handwriting, because you graded everything as the head TA. Looking at people's faces wasn't really necessary, unless you were looking for cheating.

"Can't recall. I remember his handwriting though. Not bad," you said, shrugging. "I think he's pretty highly ranked at the moment."

"I think he likes you."

You scoffed. "How did you come to that consensus?"

Jimin tapped his temple sagely. "Intuition."

"If only you used that intuition on Calculus."

He frowned at you, pouting again. You let out a puff of air, conceding.

"What do you want me to do about it?"

Jimin scratched the back of his head. "Well, er... I'm just warning you."

"... Is he a serial killer or something?"

"No, no, no!" Jimin waved his hands on the air hurriedly. "He's really nice. But he can be kind of, uh... forward."

"How old is he?" you asked, glancing at the television for a moment as you took another long sip of your tea.

"Two years younger than me."

You choked.

"What?" you squeaked between coughs. Jimin hurried over and patted your back as you struggled, becoming pink in the face. "The fuck? Tell him to find someone his own age."

"I did!" Jimin whined. "But he's stubborn."

You rolled your eyes. "You're warning me that I have to break a poor freshman's heart?"

"Kind of."

You rubbed your throat. "Hmph. Darn whippersnappers these days."

Jimin smacked your arm, laughing. "I thought you weren't ancient?"

"I am now knowing some kid is fantasizing about their fucking Calculus TA."

You had said your comment sarcastically. You fully expected Jimin to make some joke, but he froze up a little. You looked over to him. He looked somewhat guilty, like a lost puppy who got caught stealing food. You sighed and patted his back.

"Don't worry, I won't chew your friend's heart out. Finish your homework, so I don't drop you off too late. You have practice in the morning, yeah?"

"Y-yeah, thanks."

Forward, huh?

An understatement.

You were sitting in one of the math department offices, laptop open, your drawing tablet in your lap, thinking. The conversation with Jimin happened about two days ago. In that time, you hadn't attended either morning or afternoon class yet, since it was only lectures. Not that it mattered, because lecture halls were massive. If this Jungkook kid sat in the back, then you probably wouldn't be able to see him anyway. At the moment, however, you were preoccupied with your assignment, to design a logo. Logo designing was difficult, especially since a school assignment didn't exactly have a real client attached to it to ask questions.

Technically these were Calculus I office hours, but who attended office hours? Nobody.

Who attended any type of calculus office hours?

Yeah, exactly.

You spent the time doing homework with the door open. You were the only TA that actually showed up for the office hours. Every other TA said it was a waste of time. It was. You still came through; in the off chance some poor kid decided her grade mattered. You felt bad since the actual professor wasn't very patient when people needed extra help. Also, technically you were the head TA, so you did have a bit more responsibility than the others.

Your black boots were perched on the desk as you sat back in your office chair, sketching a few ideas. If a member of the math department saw you, you would probably get in trouble. Thankfully, the math department was usually deserted. Math wasn't exactly the most social subject.

You took a sip of your tea from your thermos, tapping your tablet pen on your black jean-covered thigh.

"You look even better close-up, noona."

A clear, silvery, male voice cut through the silence. The voice came from the doorframe right in front of the desk. You frowned, slowly lifting your head from your tablet. How had you not heard him? Were you really that focused on your assignment?

Chucky black sneakers. Black cargo pants, slim fit. Distressed black sweater, hands casually in his pockets. Broad shoulders. Lightly tanned skin. Sharp jawline. A tiny mole under a mischievous smile. Your eyes narrowed as you made eye contact with those sparkling dark brown orbs. Long hair slicked back, with only a few wispy strands on his forehead.

"Calculus I question?" was your response.

His smile quirked a little higher. The young man didn't have a backpack with him. Didn't even have a piece of paper stuck under his arm. Wasn't even trying to pretend that he needed help.

"I have questions."

He didn't elaborate. You lowered your legs, placing your tablet on your laptop.

"This is Calculus I office hours. For calculus questions only."

His eyes flickered to your laptop and tablet. Back to you.

"Is this what the TAs should be doing during office hours?"

Suddenly, you could feel your pulse in your ears. Point taken.

"What do you want?"

He slid into the chair across from the desk, hands still in his pockets. Watching you carefully, still smiling thoughtfully. It should have been unnerving, but there was no malice in that smile. Maybe you were imagining it though, so you kept your guard up.

"I'm Jeon Jungkook."

Yeah, I guessed, you thought wryly. "And my name is on the syllabus. What do you want?"

He tilted his head at you, studying your face.

"How do you know Jimin-ssi?"

Isn't Jimin older than you, punk? "Our parents are friends."

He nodded slowly. He looked around the windowless office, at the three papers tacked to the wall – outdated notices – to the still open door, to the desk with your laptop, tablet, and backpack. Then to you, sitting back in the black office chair, eyebrow raised, hands half-in the sleeves of your gray flannel, cropped black sweater underneath.

"I think you're beautiful, noona."

Your brain winced at the compliment and your hormones looked up from the abyss. Your brain scolded them to go back to their hidey-hole. You clicked your tongue.

"I'm too old for you."

There was an ever-so-slight tick of his head. His eyes shifted downward and then flicked back up to you, almost shyly, if it wasn't for the small smirk dancing on his lips.

"We both know such a mindset is outdated."

You felt your breath catch in your throat. The fuck? Your hormones peeked out again. Your brain was too distracted with trying to find a comeback to tell them to fuck off. You figured you better cut this off right now before it went too far.

"This whole conversation is inappropriate," you said evenly, standing up from the chair and rolling it back. You walked around the desk and stood in front of it, balancing your ass against it. You crossed your arms over your breasts. "You should leave."

He slowly, slowly gazed up at you. Why did he look so satisfied? Your heart did a little three beat skip. Stop it. Keep it together. Jungkook got to his feet, hands still in his pockets. Then he pulled them out and pushed his sleeves up.

Oh?

Tattoos ran up his right arm, the beginnings of a sleeve. Ink black against light tan, flexed muscle. He was not a skinny pretty boy. You were so busy staring at his arms that you barely registered him placing them casually on either side of you, face right next to yours. Now you were staring down at his broad chest, at his black distressed sweater.

"Excuse me?" you snapped testily, lifting your head to look into his smug eyes.

"I won't touch you," Jungkook murmured quietly. "Unless you ask me to."

This punk ass bitch.

You narrowed your eyes. "What makes you think I would?"

That small teasing smile came back.

"Well, for one, you haven't actually told me you have absolutely no interest yet."

Your hormones prodded you excitedly. Your brain told them to shut up. Your eyes moved to the open door behind his head, looking into the empty hall, trying to keep a balanced, even tone. It came out a little sharper than you intended.

"Door's wide open."

"Embarrassed to be seen with me?" Jungkook purred, breath on your cheek.

You tried not to react even though your hormones were fucking losing it. "What about you?" you shot back sharply.

You heard Jungkook chuckle. "Fuck no I'm not." Your heart jerked heading the crude word come out so daintily and casually from his lips. "I want to be seen with you. All the time. In every position."

You finally tore your eyes from the open door to give him the side-eye. "Real big words there."

Jungkook smirked. "I'm giving you a chance to tell me no. It's taking everything in me not to bend you over this desk right now and fuck your brains out."

You sucked in a breath. Accidentally. Not on purpose. There's absolutely no way Jungkook would have noticed unless he was literally right next to you. Which he was. Shit. He leaned in closer, still not actually touching you.

"You like that idea?" he breathed, the lust evident in his voice, not even trying to hide it.

"I am not some easy bitch at the club, Jungkook. This is the fucking math department," you scolded, eye-level to the base of his neck, wanting very badly to make out with it.

Now it was his turn to inhale sharply. He pulled his head back, and now you were face-to-face with those dark, dark eyes, falling, falling, your body screaming at you to do more. And still you didn’t, torn between reason and instinct.

"I'm so pissed," he growled, breath against your lips. "That the first time I hear you say my name, I wasn't watching your pretty lips form it."

Those few strands brushed against his exposed forehead, framing his furrowed brow and those intense dark brown eyes, making you breathless, telling you that you should, even though the last shreds of reason were telling you, do not, do not, do not give in to Jeon Jungkook.

"It's the middle of the damn day," you murmured.

"And you make me horny every second of every day," he groaned, so close now that his nose almost touched yours. "With your stem stare, your assertive stride, your well-spoken words, and your beautiful body that demands to be kissed, loved, fucked." He panted, shoulders shaking. "God, I want you under me so bad. You have no idea, noona."

Resolve? Hello, where are you?

You raised an eyebrow. "You think you're enough for me?"

His dark eyes gleamed.

"I know I am."

Your eyes flickered to the open door, the vacant hall, feeling Jungkook's body heat hovering so close, so close to you, and then you shifted your eyes back to him. Your brain was screaming at you and your hormones bonked your brain silent. The words at the tip of your tongue came tumbling out, nothing to hold them back anymore.

"Let's see."

And then you kissed him.

Jungkook’s reaction was immediate, his large hands leaving the desk, grabbing your waist, ramming his crotch into you. You gasped against his soft lips and he slid his tongue inside, playing with yours, moaning, kissing you hungrily. His fingers pressed into you through your clothes, strong, tight, unforgiving. Your eyes flew open, surprised at his eagerness. He retreated his tongue and nipped at your lower lip, sucking on it lightly. You shivered, feeling him lift you onto the desk, pushing your legs open with his hips, grinding against you. He kissed down your chin, lifting your head impatiently, moaning against your skin. Every gentle kiss a jolt to your system, contrasting with his rough hands kneading your waist, pulling you close against his firm body, the fucking desk cutting into your thighs, eyelids fluttering.

There was movement at the door.

You froze.

Jungkook’s lips latched onto your neck, sucking sharply. You choked back a wanton moan, seeing a familiar face. A familiar, plump smile with cute, lovely eyes. He waved a small hand at you and reached for the doorknob, locking it from the inside before winking at you and closing the door silently.

Park fucking Jimin.

That bas–

Your thought was sharply cut off by Jungkook nipping at your throat, hissing as he rolled his hips into your thigh, a distinct bulge pressing into you. He yanked down the front of your sweater, sucking on the space right between your collarbones. You whimpered and shuddered, wrapping a leg around his waist and hooking him towards you, hands finally leaving your chest and grabbing his, fingers getting caught in the holes of his sweater.

“Fuck,” he growled. “I’m so fucking hard already because you’re so fucking hot.”

You caught yourself against the desk, elbow slamming onto the wood. You winced. “I haven’t done shit,” you said, surprised to feel your lips slightly swollen.

Jungkook grinned. “You don’t have to. Just you below me is enough.”

You glared at him and he bent over the desk, grabbing the back of your head, pushing your face to his, kissing you again, stealing your breath. It was the perfect mix of force and desperation, leaving you yielding, back arching as he sucked on your tongue, bobbing his head up and down slightly to pull on it. You tried not to make noise – everything was already too noisy anyway – only crying out softly when he let you go. Now you were on your elbows with Jungkook towering over you, licking his lips, the spare strands now stuck to his exposed forehead. His eyes roamed over your body before landing back on your face. You gave him your best questioning look.

He chuckled darkly. “I want to rip all your clothes off, but something tells me you will be upset with me.”

You narrowed your eyes. “Because this is still the middle of the math department, let me remind you, Jungkook.” You huffed. “I don’t live here. Don’t get crazy.”

He grinned, leaning forward. “Say my name again, noona. God, let me watch your delicious lips speak my fucking name.”

You raised your eyebrows. Then you felt his hands on your jeans, undoing the button, making you jump. The zipper going down, down. He yanked at the seam, digging it into your already wet pussy, shoving your panties into your slit.

“A-ah, Jungkook…”

Oh fuck. That sounded kind of pathetic.

He bit his lower lip, and yanked again.

“J-Jungkook, ah…” Your eyelids fluttered, trying to keep your strict demeanor.

“Fuck,” he hissed, firmly gripping the waistband of your jeans and pulling them down your ass, half-dragging your panties down. “You like that, noona? Do you want me to be rough with you?”

You prayed to the higher power that he would just take the damn hint and not make you say it. But Jungkook was dragging your panties back up, the thin black fabric being sucked into your folds and ass as he pulled them far too high. You gasped, trying not to look down, trying not to look at his face. But he grabbed your chin, dragging you back to him, making you open your glazed eyes, making you see his excited expression.

“Look at me, noona.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Jungkook held the front of your panties and pulled, hard. You had to choke back a moan, the fabric nearly ripping, rubbing harshly against your clit. You felt the squelch of you getting wetter, hearing it clearly as he yanked at it, stimulating your clit.

“Tell me you don’t like it, noona,” Jungkook whispered hotly, letting go of your chin. “Tell me and I’ll stop.”

You spread your legs involuntarily, trying very hard not to make a fucking sound, but it was already obvious by your fists clenched against the desk, your widespread legs, and your pussy lips practically sucking your panties in, so much so that they nearly disappeared into you.

Jungkook snuck a glance down, gasping softly at your glistening pussy being tortured by your panties. He dropped to his knees and you had only one second to be confused before Jungkook’s tongue licked up your slit. You had to slap a hand over your mouth to avoid crying out, leaving your sounds limited to muffled whimpers as he lapped at your juices, groaning into you. Your entire lower body vibrated as he teased your covered clit, smushing the fabric into your deeper, rougher. Your hips strained, trying to hump his face but only digging your panties into you harder.

You removed your hand from your face, biting on your tongue to regain some semblance of thought so you fucking talk.

“T-take it off…” you gasped. You looked down, seeing his mischievous eyes above your quivering mound, licking his lips slowly, pink tongue tracing the contours of his mouth.

Jungkook raised his hand.

Smack!

This time you had to actually shove to knuckles into your mouth and mute your squeal as pain radiated through you, your pussy stinging. He slapped you again, right on your clit, hard, making your throw your head back and nearly hit the desk, hips raising to meet him. Oh, God. He pressed his finger against your aching clit, rubbing hard, standing up to bend over you, an impossibly strong presence as he pleasured you.

“Say it, noona,” he breathed. “Tell me you like getting your pussy spanked.”

He was rubbing your clit so hard that you felt your hips raise into it, eyes rolling back into your head.

“Say it or I’ll stop,” he warned menacingly, voice so low it ripped through you.

You tore your knuckles out of your mouth. “Don’t stop, please, fuck, Jungkook, I love it when you spank my clit, fuck, please, fuck.” The words came jumbling out in a rushed, half-panicked whisper, cut off by your sharp gasp as your orgasm clawed into you. You felt Jungkook slap his free hand over your mouth, shutting off your wail as your throbbed into his hand, turning into helpless whines as he spanked your clit hard and fast, accentuating your high with waves of sudden, aching pain. You pushed his hand away, pressing your head against the desk, gasping.

“Harder, please, Jungkook, harder.”

He was staring at your fucked-out face, massaging your throbbing pussy with his palm, coating his fingers with your cum. Your voice a thin moan, hips rutting into him.

“Believe me, I want to,” he snarled. “I want to so fucking bad, noona, but we’re already loud enough and you’re making a fucking mess.”

He pulled your panties down, nearly useless at this point and roughly shoved two fingers into you. You gasped, tongue lolling out and he took the chance to put two fingers of his free hand into your mouth, rubbing your wet tongue. You could feel every joint, the calluses of his fingertips as he thrust them into you, slopping, wet sounds accompanying his movements.

“Fuck, look at you, noona, sucking in my fingers, letting me fuck your mouth,” Jungkook murmured, centimeters away from your face. “I haven’t even fucked you with my cock yet and you’re already taking me so well.”

If you could think, you probably would have a snappy response, but Jungkook was stuffing his fingers into your mouth and scissoring the others inside your pussy, driving you insane. You made eye contact with Jungkook, him and his blown-out pupils, his lips trembling as he rammed his fingers into your holes faster, harder, sliding you up the wooden desk. Something inside you snapped and you squeezed your eyes shut, your body shaking as you came again, trying to yell, but unable to because Jungkook shoved his fingers into your throat, making you almost choke if it wasn’t for your own expertise. An embarrassing amount of liquid poured down his hand and wrist, dripping down your thighs. You clamped your legs shut, burying his hand, hips jerking as the aftershocks rippled through you.

You heard Jungkook swallow loudly, jaw tight. He slowly pulled his fingers out of both holes, strings of bodily fluid following him as he did so. Your shaking knees were barely holding your lower body up, jeans constricting your calves and your upper body way too fucking hot.

You laid back on the wood, trying to catch your breath. Was it a fucking cliché? Probably. You felt Jungkook lift himself off the desk and you closed your eyes, chest heaving. Of course. He was just going to leave you like this, tearing your secret out of you and then leaving to boast about how he turned the head Calculus I TA into a helpless, submissive puddle of goo without even actually fucking you. Why did you even bother–

You suddenly felt the desk creak and snapped your eyes open to Jungkook climbing onto it, straddling your chest, unzipping his pants right in front of your face. His slicked hair was becoming unfurled now, more and more dark strands falling down around his ears. His brow furrowed, eyes so wide and focused you weren’t even sure he was actually looking at you.

“Uh–”

He reached in his black boxer briefs impatiently and pulled out his thick, leaking cock. Your eyes widened and his found yours, glittering with arousal. A smear of pre-cum grazed your cheek as he adjusted his position to push the red, bulbous tip against your lips.

“I want to fuck you, noona, but you have to clean me up,” Jungkook breathed, gently asking you but also trying to greedily push his dick into your mouth.

You could say something, but somehow you concluded you were going to be muffled anyway, so you opened your mouth, tongue snaking out and licking the head. Flat, wide, and all over, coating your tongue with his pre-cum, moaning at his taste. Jungkook sunk his teeth into his lower lip, hissing softly as he spread his legs even more, lowering himself slowly into your mouth. You licked around his cock before closing your lips and sucking, growing wet as he thrust his hips into your mouth, slow and steady, eyes closed. You reached up to hold onto his thighs, whimpering as you felt his muscular quads through his pants. He opened his eyes and looked down at you, sliding his cock in a little deeper, hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck, noona, so fucking sexy, taking my cock like that,” he groaned, reaching down and pushing your hair out of your eyes. His dark hair hung down, framing his face in shadow, making your pussy throb at the image. “Makes me want to fill all your holes up, makes me want to coat you with my cum and see you covered in it, messy and dirty with me.”

You couldn’t say anything so you just whined, nails digging into his covered thighs.

“You want that?” His voice dropped several octaves again. Your skin prickled hotly with every word. “You want me to jack off all over you and leave you a mess covered with my cum?”

You squeezed your thighs together, desperate for friction, now moving your head to suck harder, rubbing the tip fiercely against the back of your throat.

“F-fuck,” he gritted out. He tapped your hand hurriedly, eyelids fluttering. “S-stop, stop.” You whimpered, sadly looking up at him. He chuckled, rubbing your knuckles soothingly.

Look here you little shit, you can’t say all that dirty stuff and not expect me to be horny, your eyes were telling him.

“I know, I know,” he purred. “But I want to fuck your pussy and office hours are almost over…”

You glowered at him, but reluctantly unhinged your jaw, opening your lips. He slid out, gasping, hitting you in the chin and getting the front of your sweater wet.

“You’re a jerk,” you muttered as he climbed off you.

Jungkook chuckled. “Sorry, noona.”

You shook your hair and reached into your backpack, pulling out a condom, only to turn around and see Jungkook pulling one out of his back pocket.

“Oh.” You blinked at him. “You’re prepared.”

Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows. “I knew what I was coming for.”

A muscle in your brow twitched as he tucked his tongue in his cheek, grinning widely at you as he ripped it open and slid it on slowly, rolling it down his thick cock. His voice changed, dipping raspy and low.

“Turn around.”

Part of you wanted to fight, but then you spied the time. You rolled onto your stomach, sighing exaggeratedly as your legs tangled a bit in your jeans. You felt Jungkook’s presence behind you as he bent over your back, hand sliding over your lips and covering your mouth.

“Sigh all you want, noona,” he growled, chuckling as you shivered. “Just don’t scream when I’m fucking you.”

Your eyes widened as you felt the head press against your puffy pussy lips, pushing in forcefully, expanding your tight little hole as his cock entered you, his moan against your ear, your name dripping with lust. Both of you still mostly clothed, but his cock sliding deep, deep inside you, his teeth on your earlobe. Your walls throbbed around him, squeezing him. He gasped, jutting his hips experimentally into you. A stifled moan sneaked past his fingers, your tongue licking them lightly.

“That’s it,” he breathed. “Nice and tight for me, bent over this desk.” He nipped at your ear, whispering softly as he began to fuck you. “What if someone hears you, whimpering for my cock, begging to be fucked?”

Your hands clenched into fists, eyes fluttering shut, feeling him pound you into the wood, deep and slow and far too perfect.

“Noona, what if someone sees you?” His voice like smoke, invading all your thoughts, threatening your dreams, cursing you with the feeling of his lips on your ear and his hips pounding your ass. “Proper, harsh, strict noona turning into a slut for this cock, bent over this desk and humping my hips so you can get this dick deeper inside you?”

You squeezed your eyes shut and wiggled your ass against his cock. He thrust his hips harder into you, jerking you forcefully upwards, your thighs smacking against the desk. Light flickered in front of your closed eyelids and you opened them, seeing your phone screen glaring at you. A message from Jimin. Finish already! You struggled to say his name and Jungkook lifted his hand for a moment to hear your shaking breath.

“Jungkook,” you panted. “Time.”

He covered your mouth again. “You’re right,” he grunted, rolling his hips into you, biting back his moans as you clenched around him. The wet, slapping sounds became louder as he changed his angle, fucking you roughly into the table. It pushed your hips up and you clung onto the edge of the desk, moaning around his hand, tongue pressed flat against his palm as he fucked you with reckless abandon, beating a damn indent of the edge of the desk into your thighs. The dull ache was going to lead to a bruise, but you didn’t care, pushing your hips back to meet him. A choked wail vibrated in your throat as you came again, whole body lurching as he sunk his teeth into your clothed shoulder, groaning as he came inside you, cock twitching and throbbing against your walls. You felt the condom expand, matched with Jungkook’s hiss as he pumped into you. You pulsed your pussy around him and he detached his mouth, whispering your name against your ear.

“You’re dirty, noona,” he rasped, the words so breathless they made you shiver. “I love it.”

You shakily reached up and peeled his hand from your mouth, gasping as he straightened to hold the condom and pull out of you. Fuck. Oh fuck. You scrambled for your phone, seeing Jimin’s text.

You better rush outta there, noona.

You heard the wet, peeling sound of Jungkook pulling the used condom off gingerly. You turned around, hissing at Jungkook before he threw it in the trash.

“Are you crazy?” you muttered, snatching it from him. “Someone will see.”

Jungkook blinked at you. “What else do I do with it?”

You glared at him and tied it up, grabbing some tissues and wrapping it inside. Then you shoved it in your backpack, along with your laptop, your tablet, the spare condom, and reaching over the desk to unplug your laptop’s AC adaptor so you could shove that in your bag too.

“Fuck, your ass is so sexy,” Jungkook marveled behind you.

“Jungkook, we have to get the fuck out of here, so pack your damn dick,” you ordered, yanking your jeans up. Squelch. You sucked in your lower lip in at the cold, uncomfortable sensation of your soaked panties. You zipped your bag and checked around the desk to make sure you took everything. You grabbed your phone and shoved it in your back pocket, turning around to see Jungkook rezipping his pants. Thank God. You might have been tempted if he hadn’t listened to you. Then you remembered the two bits of condom wrapping on the floor and picked those up too, shoving them in your other pocket.

Jungkook smirked at you. “So thorough, noona.”

You scowled at him. Maybe he hadn’t been in this situation before, but you sure as hell have.

“Stay here for twenty seconds and then leave.”

Jungkook pouted at you. You felt your heart skip a beat.

“But I don’t even have your number.”

You rolled your eyes. “Ask Jimin. You two are in cahoots anyway.” You popped your head out, looking around. No one. You popped your head back in. “Also, you owe me new panties the next time I see your smug little face, you punk,” you added, tone irate.

He smirked at you; his long dark hair wispy around his playful eyes.

You gave him one last look before you tore your eyes away, rushing through every back stairway to get the hell out of there before someone could realize you just fucked a freshman during office hours, your slopping, torn-up panties reminding you with every step that you really needed Jeon Jungkook to fuck you again.

part ii

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now or never

“clocks move forward // but we don't get older, no”

“keep dreaming like we’re living forever // but live it like it’s now or never”

“and even if we hit the ground, we’ll keep flying”

this song just ??? *screams* carmen right after she escaped vile... her being so excited to explore the world and not caring about falling down and her enthusiasm to stop vile without really knowing what they’re like yet... yeah

wake up

“get out, get out, relight that spark”

“its not what you lost, its what you’ll gain”

“better wake those demons, look them in the eye”

this song has such jules vibes (jules is definitely julie in this hypothetical au... even besides the names its just so perfect), and besides the fact that julia’s mom is also dead (see necklace theory) jules finding this song and singing it would be so amazing i cannot handle this

this band is back

“we gotta get ready, cause its been years”

“can you hear me” “LOUD AND CLEAR”

team red singing this band is back is something that can actually be so personal...

bright

“life is a risk, but i will take it”

“we will fight to shine together, bright forever”

“together, i think that we can make it”

do i. do i really have to say how much julethief this is. the way they shine and work well together, the way everything they do is the epitome of a risk but they do it anyways, the way together they can stop vile. yeah i’ll stop now

flying solo

“my life, my life, would be real low, zero, flying solo”

“if somebody hurts you, im going to get hurt too”

yes i know this song is julie singing to flynn. in this au its jules singing to carmen (or vice versa idk) the amount of brainrot this au can hold... nobody mention stockholm but yeah it definitely fits and just. scream.

i got the music

“weight off my shoulders, dancing instead”

“can't stop the music // back inside my soul”

i don’t even have coherent reasoning for this one i just think we should get to see jules sing this song and have player rap flynn’s parts. as a treat <3

the other side of hollywood

“we could go make history or you could rest in peace”

“everything has got a price but happiness is free”

“the rain don’t blind the rising souls // they got too much to see”

we all agree that hgc is basically vile but more dramatic and less green, right? also ive been trying to think of which of the faculty would be caleb in this au... i’m guessing countess cleo is the only one who could really pull it off well? but yeah... tr getting stuck at the hgc would be so so good and painrot

finally free

“hearts on fire // we’re no liars // so we say what we wanna say”

“i wanna fly // come alive // watch me fly”

“i got a spark in me”

“been so long, and now we’re finally free”

“now till eternity”

this is the ultimate julethief song actually i will not shut up about it (hence the excess of quotes). just !! the way its abt them not hiding anymore, “now till eternity” with “transcends space and time” ... yeah sounds like canon to me 😋 there’s so so so much quality content in this song i love it so much and just. this with julethief ???? my heart can’t handle this kind of excitement

perfect harmony

“bittersweet love story about a girl”

“two worlds collide when i’m with you”

“we come to life when we’re in perfect harmony”

yes i know this was cs as jatp songs apparently somewhere along the line it dissolved into julethief but honestly are any of us surprised ??? its just so so perfect the way the lyrics describe them is just LGSHDAFLS “two worlds collide” (acme vs jules’s personal wants/desires) “in perfect harmony” *cough cought* did anyone mention the duane interview? no ‘they work in harmony even when they’re not in the same scenes” yeah practically the same thing !! (edit bc carmen pointed this out and i am screaming: perfect harmony is basically the tsonts dance scene and i cannot get over this)

edge of great

“running from the past, tripping on the now”

“what is lost can be found, its obvious”

“i believe that we’re just one dream // away from who we’re meant to be”

“we’re standing on the edge of great”

EDGE OF GREAT MY BELOVED !!! this song is SO iconic and you know whats even more iconic ??? the way it works so perfectly with carmen sandiego... carmen and jules post canon ?? 👀👀👀. i am looking at the lost/found line in particular for that but all of it works so so well (also side note but i would die if we got the classic juke nose scrunches with julethief actually)

unsaid emily

“i should have turned around // but i had too much pride”

“and write in every empty space the words “i love you” in replace”

“the words i most regret are the ones i never meant to leave // unsaid emily”

to be honest this is the song that stumped me the most? it would take a bit of canon reconfiguring- either we’re making brunt more sympathetic (ew) or carmen grew up with carlotta and then had a falling out ??? i think that would make more sense, especially with carmen trying so hard to find her again after 25 years (the timeline matches closer than expected actually 👀 ) this song is peak painrot so have fun with this besties <33

you got nothing to lose

“ain’t nothing quite like living on the edge”

“i’m chasing down a thrill, looking fit to kill”

“you got nothing to lose, boys”

this scene would be so terrifying actually like, we already got the dark!carmen trauma so watching caleb have the ability to manipulate her would just be ABSOLUTE painrot *distant screaming* also the way the offer would be so tempting to team red ?? just bc carmens whole life is living on the edge, chasing down thrills, and being unable to settle down but she stays for jules i. yeah im soft what about it

stand tall

“and it’s one, two, three, four times // i’ll try for one more night”

“whatever happens // even if i’m the last standing // imma stand tall”

“keep holding on, never look back”

“i keep going on when it’s all falling apart // yeah i know it with all my heart”

thinking thoughts... julethief post canon with this song.... yeah i would be decimated on impact just the way jules thought carmen left but CARMEN COMES BACK.... canon ? i dont know her <33

in conclusion julethief/cs jatp au supremaki besties ♥️

#carmen sandiego #you dont need to know anything abt jatp to actually read this KLSDFGDHKLFSAJ #it definitely enhances the experience though #jatp #julie and the phantoms #carulia #julethief #carmen x julia #did i just spend almost two hous on a post with a target audience of five (me included)? yes #yes i did #also i know i left out the dirty candi songs i love them so much i feel so bad but #a) i have no idea how they fit into this au yet #b) i simply do not have the energy anymore 😭#nova rambles

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astra-inclined · 3 years

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Light the Way Forward (with domestic bliss)

@anbu-legacy @nezumiko @saunterleftside @ninjaeyecandy

"A thousand other ways to damage Kakashi, even if the corrupting energy of the Naizou Tokasu didn’t seep through. Scars in his chakra channels. Death. Disability. He might not wake up. He might wake up ruined. " - - Kakashi always going Big and never just going Home huh???

"Ryouma touched his fingertips to Kakashi’s shoulder, and began to sieve." - - Literally my heart is SO FULL. Remember baby Ryouma chapters ago being like "me??? a HEALER??? these killing, rotting hands?!" and now baby is performing his first intense and high pressured medical procedure on his loved one :')

“That’s why it took so long. Don’t tell Kakashi.” - - don't be a dummy, OPEN and HONEST communication!!!

"Ryouma’s post-healing fatigue outstripped his enthusiasm for Chakra Principles in Bone and Tendon Remodeling after just an hour and a half of study." - - I finished school May 2020, but I'll probably go back for my MSN with a friend but like..how...the mere thought of studying makes me sleepy. SNOOZE.

" Domestic, kind of comforting. It only missed Kurenai offering her incisive opinion, pulling the larger picture into focus. "- - CUTE CUTE CUTE!!!!! Do you think about the angst of Fallen leaves ever while writing?! Cause I do. I'm so happy you guys revamped everything lol Loved the old stuff, but I'm SO happy to see everyone happy <3

"then presenting an IV-impaled inner elbow for Ryouma’s inspection. “They show you how to take these out yet?”" - - Kakashi, Please.

"“What about ordinary burn out?” he asked. Naito’s expression turned very dry. “No competent medic would ever advise that burning your chakra reserves to near zero is a safe or reasonable practice." - - Omg.....I love this question. I work in a hospital as a nurse and love when patients ask me things that. It's like, Sir, as a MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL what do you THINK my answer is going to be?! (or when they ask if they’re allowed to silence their own IV pumps...In what world am I going to say yes???)

"Oh. Well, if Ryouma was going to be sweet about it." - - my HEART

"Ryouma came to attention in a way that was both gratifying and endearing, as if he expected Kakashi to send him on a mission to the dangerous wilds. " - - He's too much. I'm gonna die of sweetness. They're ridiculous together. Precious. Soft.

Wow. What another great chapter. I can't believe we got TWO domestic scenes with our usually Sad and Hurting men. Love thisss. So excited to see more about Ryouma's freaky chakra, how Kakashi is gonna have to -gasp- actually consider his chakra pathways and NOT go absolutely ham as his last resort per usual, love to see Raidou & Genma being cute af. Genma telling Raidou No to training...Thank you, King. get some SLEEP. <3

#Anbu Legacy #Kakashi #Tousaki Ryouma #Shiranui Genma #Namiashi Raidou #Naruto #if anyone is seeing this for the first time and likes naruto and fic...pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase read this series it's so good

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rqs902 · 4 years

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yang chaowen is really a sensitive kid... man he brings out renyu's song's feels and then brings up ylq to relate to the lyrics bc he knows his friend isnt getting as much appreciation as himself. (this makes even more sense after ylq said he had been crying before ycw went onstage and ycw was comforting him... and then after ycw came off the stage, it was time for ylq to comfort him from crying TT) Their friendship is really something. But then ycw saying he just gets ripped for getting screentime for crying all the time ouch but i dont get the feeling that hes doing it for attention but maybe im becoming partly biased towards chaowen :)

Lol the fact that they focus so much on xzx and how hes favored by gjm but feels like it's unfair to be treated uncomfortably by other trainees as a result... all i can say is, what do u expect, of course the other kids will be salty, their lives are on the line and theyre getting nothing close to the attention you are, so unfortunately u cant win everything :(

Lol I see why everyone on twitter is annoyed at gjm... Jackson is literally trying to say something meaningful and mentor-like to su er and gjm literally interrupts with his own opinion.... jackson is like unable to finish his thought. and then when Cheng xiao is actually trying to give ma haowen advice, gjm just goes WELL I DISAGREE, THIS IS RENYU'S FAULT and everyone's like wtffffff???? And then he starts saying people can help Xinhai with his terrible dance (ouch) but renyu didnt help haowen sing and Huang enyu MY CHILD just goes: but dancing and singing are different....... and I'm just smh.... gjm really shouldnt act like he knows everything when hes the only mentor with zero actual relevant experience :( Poor renyu literally looks like hes about to burst into tears, ma haowen looks so sorry and appalled renyu's getting yelled at and none of the other mentors seem to agree with gjm lol

lets appreciate renyu’s song, its really good!!!

Lol this whole mentor segment is a mess but man chaowen and renyu won a lotta votesss ayyy

I think xue en seeing hwh as a pro rapper shows him humbling himself, since hes technically a more seasoned and popular idol performer

Cheng xiao fangirling over xue en I mean SAME hahahahahahaha awwwwww yzx being soooo genuinely happy for xue en is the cutest!!! Aw cto friendship and xue en crying :’) actually one thing ive noticed i feel like yzx seems like a genuinely kind and cheerful friend, maybe people are bashing him bc he pushed off some leaderly responsibilities to lin mo in the last round but maybe hes just not someone to take on a strict leader role (looks at aj from afo...) and realized that since lin mo has such experience and is really good at it, it makes sense to respect his experience and skill and let him take on that role. of course its unfortunate that means lin mo worked extra for less recognition, but i think it seems like yzx really respected and admired him so im hopeful what happened wasnt due to mean intentions

watching chen junhao feeling lost oh man :/ maybe he hadnt fully prepared himself for the idol life when first coming on this show. its unfortunate reality that in this kind of idol survival show, the focus is more on stage presence and face and performance, rather than the music itself. Hopefully he really feels that hes found a path forward through this performance. This is a really real way to present him but I'm sad theres not as much focus on li chenxu when this is hissss song

Man both the self composed songs are really good!! Mann them making this song a dance song is really hard to watch for li chenxu bc its makes it hard for him to shine at his own song which is sad :( also lzx's rap is questionable lol but cjh's vocal part in the middle part is so emotional, I hope he felt like he was able to express himself fully there

Lol does gjm not realize they didnt have a choice to not dance. Lollllll cheng xiao literally said they had too much to do and tried very hard but he didnt listen.

Aww jackson teaching them about team work :') o gosh I have PTSD about jin fan getting classified as a vocal now after uuu..... also not surprised the entire segment was about sxl and even the judging portion lol....

Oof Jin fan's voiceeee I love

Man why does Jin fan always get stuck in not dance songs ><

more appreciation for xu zhaohao vocals pls!!! imo sxl has a poor attitude :/ he doesnt perform calmly under pressure and isnt doing well at making a good atmosphere for practice

LOL why do i feel like lin mo is always saying "song" things hahahah hes really a kid

but mannn yan an just walking into the elevator is so oof

Aw duan xuyu is too nice... but I guess this is the leader in him coming out

Aw yan an immediately encouraging xikan when he lost the center to him

Lolll xikans little “heheh” when he won

Mannnn ngl even tho yan an leaves the show, I kinda wish he had a bigger role in this perf bc it's literally like his jam.... chinese style influenced dance.... I wish he had at least 1 memorable dance move, like I feel like Luo Joe already had one in the last perf and he has one again here (and hes very talented and he deserves recognition!) but yan an has yet to really show anything and im scared hes gonna just disappear soon :/

They all did so well tho!!! Truly a group of dancers. Really made me want to rewatch the whole thing immediately. altho the beginning I cant unsee the lin mo meme LOL

and xikan did really well!! His stage presence is real. And hes put effort into his facial expressions

Luo Joe being cute is iconic

Aw yan an cheering on lin mo when revealing his votes!!

Aw I'm surprised 100 ways kids didnt get more votes.... lol ngl i feel like this show is just randomly adding vote bonuses in for random reasons not prespecified for kids they like.... cough gjm yet again

but oo the next ep looks fun hahahha im excited for a happier ep thats not as stressful.

Ycw keeping it real 2020: "im not good at controlling emotions.... i hope if you want to cry or laugh do it loudly, dont care about what other people think"

ok so maybe im liking more new kids than i expected, but i think thats a good thing that the show is making them likable and some kids are able to stand out! honestly i realized I kinda can see why they eliminated so many to begin with. It's sad but also kinda nice tbh (ouch, i know) bc if they really got rid of the ones who have less skill, it makes it easier for the others who dont have to teach from zero (cough lin mo) And then those with skill get to have at least 3(?) stages, unlike qcyn where jin fan got eliminated after only doing 1 silly stage lol The skill level of the stages is also raised, like there's multiple groups of almost all people who are well qualified. im sure the kids are happy that they get to do more stages, im sure that means a lot to them.

At least on snzm they attempt to give most trainees a positive light and give screentime to more than just the top 10 trainees. and they allow someee time for vocals, dancers and rappers to get appreciation (even tho dancers are still dominating lol)

but yea honestly I disliked the judging on pdc2019 too tho so at least the judges here can be supportive... at times. it is SUPER biased and gjm is very vocal despite his lack of knowledge tho lol

it's so bad bc I feel like my standards for shows are so low at this point. my standards get lowered with every show I watch. It's like I guess the snzm songs are okay bc I hated the ones on afo more so at least the stages aren't thattt bad lol At least the rules/general setup aren't as terrible as they were on afo..... at least the camera time isnt as biased as it was on qcyn.... sigh the show isnt doing great, and itd be best if the show would help the tygers get more popular, but I guess its prob better than just doing nothing at star master lol.

qcyn was just painful to watch from "spirit of the knight" onward bc momo literally was buried, mistreated, disrespected and taken advantage of. at least on snzm he gets some screentime and positive recognition.....

tbh i like snzm, maybe thats an unpopular opinion, but at least there have been some really great stages, where the kids really get to shine. at least i can confidently say that bc of snzm, i have met some new kids who i will be sure to follow for new music moving forward :)

#rants

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swampgallows · 5 years

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after SEVERAL DAYS ive finally completed my own version of this. not to be confused with husbando squares. i had to really reach for a couple of these as i was trying very hard to make this a favorite list and not a kin list but you can see the parts where i failed

descriptions under the cut, starting at the top and left to right:

JAN VALENTINE from Hellsing: i was obsessed with this dude when i was like 13. i wanted his beanie and i loved his fucked up piercings. also the first blowjob i ever saw. i covered my eyes. traumatizing!

RED DEATH from Venture Bros.: a dignified killer. the voice of clancy brown is absolutely integral to this character and my affinity for him. cant go wrong with a murderous family man. “brownies? yes, thank you!” plus he had a sick mohawk in the 80s.

GENERAL GRIEVOUS from Star Wars: coughing bastard wields four glowsticks at once. what’s not to love?

LURTZ from Lord of the Rings: ground zero for the closest thing to a sexual awakening

KUP from Transformers: that’s just ME, babey! old know-it-all curmudgeon stops at mcdonalds for one black coffee and leaves

JANE LANE from Daria: if i’d watched Daria in high school instead of college I would have modeled my entire existence after her. she treads between being an ideal older sister and being the greatest lesbian/girlfriend ever

THRALL from Warcraft: thrall practically raised me through my teen years and was there for me as a surrogate orc dad before he became an actual dad. the horde is thrall’s family and when i say i’m his child i MEAN it

MEWTWO from Pokémon: mewtwo knocked my socks off when i encountered him in cerulean cave in 1998 on pokémon red, and then once i found out about the first 10 minutes cut from the english version of the movie in 99, it was all over

REXXAR from Warcraft: that’s just my strong asexual mok’nathal husband. i used to pal around with him in desolace back when he was champion of the horde, and once he made his way back to his people at thunderlord stronghold we consummated our vows

DIN from Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Seasons: this is the only zelda game i have ever played, one i bought with my own money, with CASH, and i played the shit out of it. i love nature magic and dancing and din has both.

CHERNABOG from Disney’s Fantasia: i warped the VHS watching this part over and over as a kid. he’s called chernabog now but he was referred to as “satan” initially, and bela lugosi modeled his movement (though they ended up using the director’s poses instead). when he unfurls his wings? that’s the real shit

TWILIGHT SPARKLE from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: i love all of the ponies in their own way and despite how much i abhor tara strong’s VA work twilight remains a top favorite. her anxiety and perfectionism show the downsides of her ardent studiousness, but dont portray her erudition in a negative light. a lot of cartoons i saw growing up always had an “egghead” nerdy character who was unpopular for doing well in school or caring about academia. while i know as an adult that it’s all essentially worthless it’s really affirming to see that pressure candidly portrayed while also not being totally dismissive of it. school was one of the only things i was ever good at, and twilight’s character shows both its heavy downsides and the ways in which it actually can be applied to the real world.

[free space] GARROSH HELLSCREAM from Warcraft: literally me

WASHU HAKUBI from Tenchi Muyo!: one of my longtime faves! washu is a genius scientist, but with tenchi muyo being a mythological sci-fi series, that points her closer to witch/mad scientist/alchemist. i also liked the gimmick of her being thousands of years old but insisting on portraying herself as a short snarky teenager. plus i love her crab motif and her little wooden cheerleader puppets

JOHN SILVER from Treasure Planet: bear cyborg dad. super huggable, great voice, and has a lil irish jig follow him around in the soundtrack. neck rolls + tooth gap = hell fuckkin yeah babey

AIUSHTHA THE ENCHANTRESS from DotA 2: sproink!

PEPPER ANN from Disney’s Pepper Ann: this show made me excited to attend middle school LMFAO because i related to pepper ann so much as a kid. much like twilight sparkle, PA is super neurotic but has an explosive, if not borderline delusional, imagination. she dressed and behaved like an actual kid, and plus she looked like me too. even in the 90s it was rare to see a kid with glasses that wasn’t shafted to the poindexter stereotype, especially a girl (e.g. Gretchen from the fellow Disney show Recess). i liked that she wasn’t feminine but also wasn’t a hard tomboy; she gave me space to feel like i was allowed to exist outside of that kind of gender binary (and especially her younger sister Moose blows all gender expectations out of the water).

ASUKA LANGLEY SORYU from Neon Genesis Evangelion: foundation of my childhood identity along with all the trauma and posturing therein. think garrosh if he were a 12 year old girl who piloted a mech

DEVIL ZUKIN from Dance Dance Revolution: amazing outfit, rocked the konamix. i like evil zukin too but devil zukin is the fave. sleeveless crop top hell yeah

UNDYNE from Undertale: my bi awakening at 25. strong fish lady love spagety

HELLBOY from Hellboy: mike mignola’s art style has influenced a lot of my own. he’s a demon who chooses to be the good guy and that’s everything to me. he loves kitty cats and pancakes and punches nazis, and hellboy ii: the golden army is one of the best movies of all time.

BLACKARACHNIA from Beast Wars (Transformers): LOVE this bitch. she got to hang out with tarantulas and also expressed that moral grayness i totally love, chillin with rattrap and makin jokes. spider motif is v good also

LEAH from Stardew Valley: life goals. wife goals.

NAILS from Cool World: this movie fucking blows LMFAO it’s absolutely awful but it has the most banger rave soundtrack next to hackers and ralph bakshi’s animation as always is a spectacle. Nails is a hapless anxious cop-spider who can barely load his own gun and looks like a predecessor to a Cuphead reject. plus he’s voiced by charlie adler so he’s got huge personality. funny spider guy

HAWK MOTH from Miraculous: i know what i am. im a bitch who loves bug motifs and villains who are outwitted by literal children, who are utterly convinced they are doing the right and just thing, who stare a redemption arc in the face and go “...nah”

#favorite character bingo #it me #i have a kintype and it is ORANGE #of the four non-magical typical humans on this list 3 are children LMAO

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bakudekuficlibrary · 5 years

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BakuDeku: No Quirks AU Part III

Click here for Part I, Part II, and Part IV!

6 Series. 72 Works.

Through Your Eyes by KingHugin ( G | 4,137 | 1/1 )

Maybe this Android thing wasn't so bad after all, and maybe his change of views had nothing to do with a certain Android who had more humanity then most humans.

A little Android one shot because i played Detroit: become human way to much.

The World Is Unkind To Those Who Love by grxundzerx ( Not Rated | 1,215+ | 2/? )

Izuku and Katsuki live in a time where homosexuality is highly illegal. This leads to the pair hiding their love from everyone and thing, resulting in Katsuki to "hate" his lover and to be an easily angered boy, and Izuku to be a shy and an easily flustered boy. Yet behind closed doors, the tables turn, and and the couple are like completely new people.

[Homophobia]

[Series] Kasumi vs the world by kewltie ( G | 12,048+ | 2 Works | WIP )

love scenario by sundaechii ( T | 6,054 | 1/1 )

Some nights, they both speak only sparingly. They would share an earbud as they listen in to Broccoli’s Spotify playlists. In those nights, Broccoli would scribble down on his notepad and Katsuki would either scroll on his phone with his secret, private social media accounts or watch Broccoli work with his brows furrowed in concentration.

Weeks go on like this for them and every night, Katsuki tries his damn best not to fall.

In which Izuku is a street performer that Katsuki, an idol in training, is completely enamored with.

A Place by KatieKat527 ( T | 3,170+ | 2/? )

“You, Katsuki Bakugou, are dead.”

Then things got weird.

[Series] Inseparable by Eggs_in_a_cloud ( G/T | 8,208+ | 2 Works | WIP )

Falling by Dokuine ( G | 2,016 | 1/1 )

Midoriya Izuku did not have much experience or luck when it came to love, but he never expected it to literally knock him onto his rear one day. Not that he recognized it for what it was, not in that first meeting.

Forget Me Not by SummerCinnamonRolls ( M | 6,930+ | 3/? )

Izuku was kidnapped at the age of fifteen. Five years pass and he is now twenty years old in a world he doesn't recognize or fit into. Enter Katsuki Bakugo. He will make sure that his childhood friend has a place to belong. He will give him a world where it is okay to say "no" again.

[Rape/Non-Con | Past Abuse | Self Harm]

All Was Golden When the Day Met the Night by oyasumi_yue ( T | 3,895+ | 1/2 )

Katsuki Bakugou loathes their Collegiate Theatre Club on a spiritual level. On the flip side, he would be very much willing to audition for the Musical character lead if it's for his best friend whom he loves so dearly.

Or: i-would-portray-that-main-character-on-your-stupid-play-just-for-you-to-notice-me

It's Dangerous To Say Something Like That To Me by karmaticinstitution ( E | 3,001 | 1/1 )

Bakugou Katsuki is not one for parties, social gatherings, events, or otherwise, but he sure can be conned into going to them and he can leave them satisfied with his decisions. Based loosely off of this post from bathtubaccidents on tumblr.

The Reviews

"Do people not talk during sex?" - My Friend, to which I say, 'Not if you're doing it right.'

"Can you stop sleeping with people and calling it 'research'?" - My Roommate, to which I say, 'no'

Love is like Heaven but it Hurts like Hell by SecretKiwi ( M | 2,065 | 1/1 )

Katsuki is trying to hit on the cute hipster boy, but Izuku is just trying not to go to the hospital again.

Making Due by Daiako (Achrya) ( T | 6,250+ | 4/? )

If anyone asked Izuku what he thought of 'Omega Cafes', where omegas dressed up and paraded around catering to lonely alphas and betas, he would have said they were degrading and indecent and humiliating.

And who would know better than him, who secretly works at MidNight Cafe? Well, secretly until former friend Bakugou Katsuki walks in and catches him there. Now all Izuku can do is brace himself and wait to be mocked and exposed...right?

What We Learn Along The Way by Wanderer5 ( M | 29,576+ | 10/? )

Third grade teacher Izuku Midoriya has his hands full this year but the person they bring in to help is...distractingly handsome.

Cinnamon Spice by Sonday ( E | 12,873+ | 3/? )

A cozy story about a sweet coffee shop bartender and a smoldering customer. -- Ch 3

Katsuki blushed. His voice was a little rough when he spoke. “Do you like the wine?”

“I do…” Izuku murmured. “It’s sweet.”

“I like sweet things,” Katsuki confessed moving a little closer, his soft cologne luring Izuku in, those red eyes smoldering as they trailed down his body. Heat pooled in Izuku’s blood, his pulse thumping in his throat, and he was suddenly very, very aware that this game was over before it even started.

They Cry Discord And Salvation by MelodyCircus ( T | 10,968+ | 2/? )

The world below knows strife. Wrought to ruin at the hands of demons and sealed by the God who brings about punishment to their sins. They fight for their survival, employing the power of demons to destroy them. A post-apocalyptic Tokyo, of which its denizens know nothing else. The world above is like any other kingdom, a peace kept through hierarchy and disturbed by the snakes that lie in the underworld. As both worlds begin to interact against the divine that forbid it, secrets of their worlds unravel. It becomes a fight for survival, a fight for a new world, and a fight for humanity. The path son of man chooses is of his own.

A Demon-Apocalypse AU based around the Shin Megami Tensei IV & IV-Apocalypse games.

[Graphic Depictions Of Violence]

Throttled by prettyreklessa7x ( E | 16,081+ | 6/? )

Ground Zero is the top motorcyclist in his district, claiming victory in every street race he enters with practiced ease... until a new rider rolls into town, threatening his #1 spot in their very first race together. When the finish flags drop, Katsuki Bakugou is determined to see what *nobody* almost beat him. Unfortunately, he’s faced with a pair of electrifying emeralds that have plagued his dreams for the last 11 years.

Inked Heart by Ludwhick ( M | 14,075+ | 6/7 )

Midoriya Izuku, a college English teacher, goes out drinking with his friends one Friday. After one too many shots, they all decide to get tattoos. Izuku ends up falling inlove with a certain tattoo artist.

Together, Alone by pandorasboxofsecrets ( M | 2,246+ | 1/? )

It wasn't fair that in their new society, their new order of life, Izuku Midoriya, couldn't love who he wanted to love without fearing for his life.

[Graphic Depictions Of Violence]

Finally I Have You Again by onebreathyboi ( Not Rated | 4,219 | 1/1 )

Katsuki was taken away because he was dangerous. Izuku is broken by it.

They meet again. Emotions ensue.

Series Part 1 of God Couldn't Keep Us Away

Service With A Smile by asmalltigercat ( T | 8,609 | 2/2 )

Izuku liked working in an ice cream shop, but there wasn't really anything exciting about the job—until his estranged childhood friend showed up one day.

Symbiote by shingekino_neon ( E | 4,845 | 1/1 )

In which Deku arrives home not exactly himself, and Bakugou's just along for the ride.

The Pocky Game by rekamohcs ( M | 4,981 | 1/1 )

As if Izuku didn’t have enough trouble keeping his intruding feelings for his unfairly attractive best friend at bay, Ochako had to go and teach him about the Pocky Game. Now here he was, his lips wrapped around one end of a chocolate stick, while Katsuki’s wrapped around the other, faces mere inches apart.

And they were both too stubborn to back down.

Izuku had a feeling he knew where this was headed.

(He made a mental note to remember to thank Ochako later.)

If We Lie Here by NightshadeDawn ( G | 2,263 | 7/7 )

Short stories and poems for bakudeku positivity week!

The boy who smelled of Roses by EngelDreamer ( G | 1,233 | 1/1 )

La prima cosa a colpirlo non fu tanto il suo aspetto, ma l'intenso profumo di Rose che sembrava permeare ogni indumento, ogni lembo di pelle, di lui e che lo travolse come un'ondata d'aria fresca, insinuandosi nelle sue narici ed imprimendosi in ogni parte del suo corpo. La seconda furono gli enormi occhi verdi che, un po' dispiaciuti ed un po' intimoriti, si andarono a posare dentro i suoi. •Bakudekupositivityweek 2k18 ❀ Day 2 ❀ Prompt: Flowers

Series Part 2 of Bakudeku positivity week 2k18

Do You Want to Be a Hero? by SecretKiwi ( T | 1,817 | 1/1 )

Two teenage boys learn the hard way that being a hero isn't always as fun as it looks.

Short one-shot, No quirk Vigilante AU

Kunwari (Make-believe) by KiKingofSpades ( T | 1,719 | 1/1 )

Izuku was unexpectedly enjoying his commute to work.

Series Part 5 of Boku no Hero Academia Lyric Prompts

Icebreaker by EtherealBeing ( E | 9,916+ | 2/? )

Izuku tried his best to stay positive, and remind himself that his predicament was nothing to be ashamed of — that doctors dealt with this sort of thing all the time. Needless to say, he gave up on trying to maintain that optimism the moment his childhood friend walked in, white coat, stethoscope and all.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe this!” Katsuki managed to wheeze, in between raucous, choking bouts of laughter. “You— You got a dildo stuck up your ass?!”

Or: After several years of no contact, Izuku and Katsuki are reunited at the ER when the former gets a dildo stuck in his ass, and the latter is the doctor tasked with removing it.

Good Luck, Kacchan! by sparkyyy ( G | 1,704 | 1/1 )

Izuku accompanies Bakugou to help him move into his new college dorm. Cute shenanigans ensue.

1327 by don_donaQ ( E | 64,481 | 20/20 )

N/A

[Graphic Depictions Of Violence]

2305 by don_donaQ ( E | 3,276 | 1/1 )

这里是无人之境。没有人会来打扰他们。在万里星空下，只有他们。交缠在一起。

desiderata by sora_san89 ( M | 2,655 | 1/1 )

Let them affirm their humanity, their existences, at least only for this night.

(BakuDeku Positivity Week 2018 - Day 04: rise / havoc)

Series Part 4 of BakuDeku Positivity Week 2018 ^^

[Graphic Depictions Of Violence]

[On Hiatus] HypoThalamus [Hiatus and Being Rewritten] by ToxicPooPoo ( Not Rated | 41,131+ | 7/? )

Coming across old friends wouldn't cause you to discover more about the global mass murderers, an unusual dreaming ability, and the problem of seeing too much, yet Izuku Midoriya found himself in these conditions. The boy is driven by his concealed passion to rescue the innocent despite how illegal it is. With four hours of sleep every night and a hidden power that no one has acknowledged, he manages to complete vigilante duties at midnight. Izuku soon realizes that secrets aren't permanent, tragedies are the future's best friend, and that you should never ever play with fire.

I wouldn't recommend reading this story since I'm rewriting it, building on it and on more important things that I couldn't add at the moment. I feel like it's too rushed since I definitely did rush when I officially began writing. I also feel like I wasn't able to incorporate bigger meanings and ideas that would make this story better. Currently, I am motivated to make this story a lot more built on and understandable. Some parts just felt unneeded. Once I finish planning another fic, I might come back to this or I might finish the other and then come back. Thanks :)

[Series] Tickets Straight To Hell by Tokiji ( E | 30,378+ | 2 Works | WIP )

It All Started With Beer & Pizza by x_tincan_x ( E | 31,406+ | 13/? )

Half an hour after Kirishima had left, there was a knock on the door. Katsuki had a beer in his hand and walked over to the door. Mumbling under his breath, “fucking shitty hair forgot his fucking keys again..” to himself.

Katsuki opened the door, he looked from the dripping wet Kirishima to the equally soaked male he had gone to pick up. When he saw the familiar tangle of green hair and freckles, he choked on his drink. “The fuck…?” he half whispered.

~~~~

Or, the one where Izuku has a past that he finds hard to talk about. Can he build himself back up with the help of his new friends, and re-kindle a relationship with his childhood friend?

[Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Past Rape/Non-Con | Panic Attacks | PTSD | Abuse]

Chance Encounter by Eggs_in_a_cloud ( T | 6,518+ | 3/? )

The first thing Izuku thinks of when he sees Bakugou for the first time is that he is a storm. Uncontrolled and raging, strong and bold. Unapologetic and surging. Swirling all at once and creating chaos. Izuku has never been so captivated.

High school student Izuku Midoriya decides to take a shortcut on his way to school, and he meets a blond boy that changes the course of his life forever.

Painting Flowers by Arysa ( T | 49,912+ | 12/? )

Where Bakugo Katsuki works at his parents' flower shop and Midoriya Izuku is a hot regular that simply comes to sketch flowers all day long.

[Series] Angels & Demons by zuccin ( G | 6,957+ | 3 Works | WIP )

Uprising Imminent (Katsudeku) by Death_by_Crayola ( T | 3,036+ | 2/? )

The world Izuku Midoriya lives in is routine, quiet, and isolated. He lives by harsh rules, harsher punishments, and the fact that he didn't have much else to do. The path he was set on was the way it was because that was what he is supposed to do. Nothing else appeals. That is, until he sees infamous delinquent Katsuki Bakugou in person, uprooting a strange curiosity that drags him down an entirely different path.

Midoriya ends up joining the group, what he used to call a gang, and learns not only how to be an individual, but to know what it feels like to truly want more. And, the person at the head of these personal discoveries - the violent, withdrawn, and heart-stopping Katsuki.

Thrills Don't Come For Free by karmaticinstitution ( E | 6,880 | 1/1 )

Bakugou goes to a new school, makes a kickass friend, they do a lot of dumb things, including maybe falling in love.

The Reviews

"Really? You picked that song?" yes

"Did you actually fall in love?" (no comment)

"That's some funky poetic shit" -Bunsie

October 2018's Writing Prompts by LucyDarkhive ( Not Rated | 1,171 | 1/1 )

Bakugou Katsuki didn’t believe in myths. Most were lies based on what someone thought they saw anyway. He didn’t believe, so why was he witnessing one of those myths right before his eyes?

Where the Road Leads by bkdkwritingsdump ( T | 6,627 | 5/5 )

Izuku is called to chase something by the inhuman blood in veins - he needs to - he has to - and there's no stopping it. So, like any good, supportive boyfriend would, Katsuki goes along to make sure he doesn't get himself killed in the process of unraveling the secrets of his lineage.

[Series] Toy With Me by zuccin ( E | 6,674+ | 2 Works | WIP )

Where I Belong by Nafarik ( M | 50,510 | 13/13 )

Izuku a toujours rêvé d'être danseur. Bercé par les représentations de son idole, son rêve à pourtant pris un détour. Du moins, jusqu'à ce que son ami d'enfance ne resurgisse dans sa vie et le remette sur le droit chemin, sans même en avoir conscience.

Tie Me Up! Please? by sterekhalinsk ( E | 7,526+ | 1/1 )

While browsing through wank-off material, Izuku discovers that he may or may not have a thing for bondage. Resigning to buy some rope and forever closet his new fixation, he wanders into a hardware store late at night. It's there that he encounters a very grumpy, but very attractive blond whose more than willing to test out his new kink.

(Kinktober Day 9 - Bondage)

drive-by by infernalangels ( E | 12,661+ | 4/? )

He should’ve never let Uraraka drag him here. The whole place reeked of beer and gasoline, drunken laughter breaking out from the group of boys he and his best friend approached. Izuku honestly didn’t know why he’d come. Signing, he began to follow Mina, silently praying he wouldn’t regret this.

Oh, he had no idea.

or: Katsuki Bakugou is everything Izuku Midoriya despises: a tattooed covered badass who takes no shit from anyone. He's arrogant, rude, addicting... Maybe that's why Izuku can't stay away.

[Homophobia]

A Champion's Memento by girlygrl25 ( M | 22,758+ | 6/? )

In a world where pokemon replace quirks, Izuku has grown up idolizing Fighting type Champion All Might. Despite his dreams, however, Izuku has always failed when confronted with a prospective Fighting type pokemon for himself. As the entrance exam for UA, the premier Trainer school in Kalos, approaches, he decides that maybe it’s time to try something different, with a little help from an unlikely source. Something that fits better with him than Fighting types...despite his deceptively weak appearance.

Room 1217 by ImpossibilityGirl ( T | 56,533+ | 9/? )

When Izuku found his room again, he could hear music behind the door- loud, with lots of screaming and guitars. His heart sunk a little, but he tried not to pass judgement too quickly. The guy inside was alone right now, after all. He’d probably use headphones once he met his new roommate, right? Izuku took a deep breath and twisted the doorknob, pushing it open as casually as he could to hide his nerves. He thought about the greeting he'd rehearsed in the mirror earlier today.

“Hey! I didn’t see you here earlier! It's nice to meet you, I’m--” Izuku froze in the doorway, the other man in the room mirroring him. He was holding up a sweater, clearly in the middle of putting it on a hanger when Izuku had barged in. Izuku had been preparing for a lot of possibilities behind the door, but this was not on his list.

Blond, spiky hair, and eyes like fire with a temperament to match. Katsuki Bakugou, undoubtedly.

Pocky Sticks and Sunsets by o_r_i_g_a_m_i ( T | 2,710+ | 2/? )

Izuku Midoriya is an exceptional college student at the local Culinary Arts Academy. He has a decent paying job at a candy store, but he can’t help to not help his mother with her bill issues, which lead him to where he is. Izuku is behind on bills, so he has no other choice but to post a Roommate Needed blog. Little did he know, he would soon reunite with someone he hasn’t seen since his middle school days...

(Thank you for picking this read! It’s going to be a little simple, but I’m going to keep a schedule for updating chapters. I want to say thank you to my beta for dealing with my constant mistakes ^^’ Please make sure to leave kudos and comments! I love reading them.)

入宿指南 by don_donaQ ( E | 3,001 | 1/1 )

「请多指教。」爆豪胜己说，「绿谷……学长，可以和我交往吗？」

Falling for You by xpira ( G | 1,235+ | 2/? )

"Kacchan, I love you."

"Yeah."

Brick by Brick by skellingfish ( T | 2,618+ | 2/? )

Sometime around elementary school, Kacchan had put up a wall between himself and Izuku. Now they're living together, Izuku's determined to tear down that wall, brick by brick.

WALANG POREBER MGA ULOL by sundaechii ( Not Rated | 1,203+ | 1/? )

“Punyeta, ano ba?! Bakit niyo ba ginagawan ng isyu? Di ko nga kilala yung tao eh!”

Bagong taon, bagong mga kaklase, bagong mga aralin, at... bagong crush?

The Kill by aoi_inu ( M | 1,373+ | 1/? )

What if I wanted to break? Laugh it all off in your face? What would you do? ___

Midoriya Izuku is no stranger to social alienation. Middle school was hell and he didn't expect high school to be any different.

[Underage | Implied/Referenced Suicide | Implied/Referenced Self Harm]

She's Mine by masteremeraldholder, purplecrystalgem ( T | 3,504+ | 1/4 )

Izuku takes her hand into her own warm, soft palm (Katsuki can’t bring herself to jerk her hand away this time) and says, “It’s okay… You can say it.”

So she does. “Sometimes, I feel like I’m not enough. Like I’m never goin’ to be enough. It feels like it’s all for nothin’.”

It’s quiet other than the gentle hum of the air conditioning. Soothing.

Then Deku’s shifting onto her knees, and her hands come to Katsuki’s face.

“You’ll always be enough for me,” Izuku cups her face. She’s letting Shitty-damn-Deku touch her. “You’re more than enough.”

[Or Katsuki's attacked for making it onto the varsity basketball team.]

[Transphobia | Implied/Referenced Self Harm]

You're My Tear by herosuneater ( T | 2,707+ | 1/? )

╚»★«╝ ᴘᴏᴋéᴍᴏɴ ᴀᴜ ╚»★«╝ ═══════ Being pressured to be in charge of an important job can really break someone terribly. Luckily for Izuku, he has someone he could cope with, and he has his mother who he could always depend on as well.

"Will you always be there to prevent me from doing anything stupid?"

"I've been doing that my whole life, this is no different."

Series Part 1 of BNHA AUs

Album Title in Progress by Allotrope ( E | 50,167+ | 9/20 )

"Are you trying to be funny? Because you need to work on the punchline." Katsuki scoffed in disbelief, eyes narrowing in on the grown man trying and failing to get a pen clip out his forest of curls. "You really don't think you can sing?"

"I mean, technically, sure. Anyone able to sing can sing. But am I good at it?" Deku left the pen alone so he could gesture as though he was weighing two different invisible objects. "...Yeah, I'm okay."

Now that got a chuckle out of Katsuki.

"I wouldn't call that just 'okay'." -- OR; Izuku's singing makes Katsuki realize sex is Real™ and uses those feelings to make a bomb-ass(lol get it? cuz his quirk is...) album while also helping a self-doubting Izuku realize how fire his mixtape is.

or so they say by Ciaru ( T | 2,726+ | 2/? )

Izuku is a nerd, Katsuki is hot, what else is new

(this is) home by Kasplode ( T | 2,900+ | 2/? )

often i am upset that i cannot fall in love but i guess this avoids the stress of falling out of it

izuku is a boy. not that anyone knows that. (not yet.)

[Transphobia | Implied/Referenced Self Harm]

Soft Wings by actualdevil ( T | 1,533 | 1/1 )

As someone already prone to accidents, it was no surprise when Deku took a bad fall during track practice. (Or, a quirkless AU where everyone has wings for no reason)

EVP Sessions by autochorystalize ( T | 9,682 | 2/2 )

Izuku had been interested in the paranormal for years now, spending many weekends exploring haunted locations and trying to document proof of spirits. Tonight was the start of his next big project: creating a documentary series about paranormal investigation. Katsuki thought Izuku was full of shit, but he always showed up anyway

another day, another misadventure by dekustyle ( T | 3,155 | 1/1 )

Katsuki’s date with Izuku is ruined when Todoroki Enji arrived at Izuku’s doorstep without prior notice. Now, Katsuki’s stuck babysitting a problematic five year old child with a weirdass hair color as his boyfriend cooks food for them…miserably.

Series Part 1 of (mis)adventures of little shouto with bakudeku

Burn the Witch by sundaechii ( T | 2,233 | 1/1 )

A week after the start of summer break, the Bakugou’s got a new neighbor.

Affection Brewing by KinkyKaitsu ( M | 1,758+ | 1/? )

Katsuki Bakugou works part-time at the local coffee house, Insomnia Café. He hates every second of it. The customers exhaust him, hours piss him off, but the money is good and after a chance encounter with a green-eyed stranger he decides going in to work might not be so bad.

[Series] Hybrids x My Hero Academia by GreyLiliy ( M | 21,654 | 2 Works | WIP )

Vemödalen by shrill_linguini ( T | 2,382+ | 1/? )

Katsuki Bakugou found such frustration in photography, especially when photographing something amazing; as thousands of identical photos already exist- and his didn't even compare.

He had nothing to say anymore.

He thought all of the stories had been told.

All but one.

it's magic (if it's with you) by MsFluorescent ( M | 29,088+ | 9/? )

high school is... quidditch, love potions, and a little too much butterbeer.

Riley’s Ficlets: Bakugou/Midoriya by AutisticWriter ( T | 1,500+ | 3/4 )

A collection of 500 word ficlets.

Series Part 1 of Riley's Ficlet Collections Part 64 of Aspec Characters Part 43 of Neurodivergent BNHA Characters Part 249 of Autistic Headcanons Part 521 of Tumblr Prompt Fills

[Homophobia]

Our Treehouse by Flavorful_Evening ( T | 19,164+ | 3/? )

Katsuki's forced to adjust to his new life in an ordinary, small town. But he's 13, with no friends, and is a stubborn loner who spends most of his time alone in the woods.

Yeah, it's as depressing as it sounds.

But just when he thought he could get through all problems by trudging past or blatantly ignoring them, some kid with a mop of green hair forces his way into his life. So...how much worse can his life get?

Izuku Midoriya sees the lonely lifestyle of a new Junior High student and can't help but want to butt in rather than watch from the sidelines. Throw away words and inconsistency won't work with this kid, he has to be there all the way.

And it looks like Katsuki isn't going to accept it without kicking and screaming the whole way.

[Underage | Bullying]

Finding Balance in a Typhoon by ameliescoup ( Not Rated | 1,563 | 1/1 )

Newly promoted research diver, Midoriya Izuku, gets the assignment that he's always wanted, a deep sea expedition to complete his research on whale sharks. Getting his dossier, and setting sail on this unknown named ship, excited for what's in store for him, he's suddenly thwarted when he realized who his captain is...his old flame, Bakugou Katsuki.

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negaifreak · 6 years

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My Hero Academia: Into the Spider-Verse PART IV

Miles wished he had spent his ten months more wisely. The first five he had spent going through basic strength training each day while also learning how to crawl on the walls more speedily and even run along them. With that, he had also been trying to recreate the famous web shooters of the web-slinger back home. Putting things together and designing them took a lot of hard work, especially with making the web fluid that'd be fired from them. It was only when he finished them that he learned that unless the web shooters were an absolute necessity, he wasn't allowed to use them.

"Oh well..." he muttered, taking off his silver headphones as he stepped through the entrance to U.A. High. The remaining five months he had spent practicing wherever he could. As much as he wanted to try out his new web shooters, he knew that he'd be making quite the scene in public, especially around his own neighborhood. So the rest of the time he had was allotted to studying and training as usual. He felt ready, but it certainly was daunting to walk onto the campus. It felt so surreal. He didn't have a Quirk before and now he did. He wasn't going to attend U.A. before and now he was. He wondered where he'd find Izuku and Katsuki. He spotted the former standing still like a statue after a girl had stopped him from falling with her own Quirk. As she left, he began rambling rather creepily, to which Miles reacted by tapping him on the head.

"AH!" he gasped in surprise, turning to see him there, "Oh, Miles!" he exclaimed with a grin.

"You ready for this, dude?" Miles asked him, noticing the beads of sweat rolling down from Izuku's head.

"Um... yeah..." he responded nervously. He learned about Miles' new powers once they met up back in school, so something told him that his only friend would be fine in the entrance exam.

"Best of luck to both of us," Miles suddenly said, offering his right fist to him. Blinking for a moment, Izuku then grinned, returning the gesture. After a while, they were sitting together within the lecture hall listening to Present Mic's orientation of the practical portion of the entrance exam. The three Aldera Junior High students were all put into different battle centers. Miles had C.

'Man, this is brutal...' he muttered inwardly, putting on a pair of sweatpants in the locker room. Examinees were advised to wear their own clothes that they'd feel would be most suitable for the mock battles. Miles was still in thought over the written exam he had taken prior. He thought he did well, but it was long and difficult. He had a good feeling that Katsuki and Izuku did better than he did. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out something he hadn't expected to see. His red and blue Spider-Man t-shirt. 'Jeez, mom...' he grumbled to himself with a grin, knowing that she must've packed it for him to wear. She knew how avid of a fan he was of the web-slinger. He slipped the shirt on and ran out towards the gate to the battle center, which was a huge urban area.

"Oh, whoa," he uttered in surprise. It looked like downtown New York to him. A nostalgic feeling began swelling up inside him as a smile grew upon his lips.

"You seem pretty excited," a nasally voice suddenly chimed in, snapping Miles away from his thoughts as he turned to see someone beside him. It was a girl with long, dark sea-green hair which she had tied in a bow on her back. She had very wide eyes with pure black irises and distinctive lower eyelashes. Like a frog, she had a wide mouth.

"Oh, uh, yeah..." he stuttered in reply, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, "I mean... I'm gonna try to do my best here..." he stated, balling his fists.

"Hm..." the girl hummed, placing her finger onto her right cheek, "Still, I wonder what exactly that zero-point robot's gonna be for," she mentioned, causing him to perk up. He remembered how someone had asked about that specifically on the orientation form, followed by calling out Izuku for his rambling.

'If I ever see that jerk again...' he grumbled inwardly, remembering his glasses and stern demeanor. Just then, a siren went off.

"It's started!" the frog-like girl exclaimed, hopping away. Several of the examinees ran into the arena, including Miles as he dashed past a few.

'Gotta remember what Spider-Man would do here!' he advised to himself, noticing a robot immediately ahead of him. It was marked with the number one on its arms. Miles had to duck away from its right arm before latching onto it and flipping over to slam his feet into its head, effectively breaking it off and disabling it.

"Okay, that's one point..." he muttered to himself, hearing the sounds of explosions in the distance, "and only so many more to go..." he noted, running off into the distance. It was definitely hard with his powers to take down many robots before others did. He was somehow managing though as the time ticked down. "Hah... Hah..." he breathed out, placing his hands on his knees. There were now two minutes left. He had forty-four points in total from defeating the villains, though he had no clue as to how those points would be scaled.

'All right... gotta get a few more...!' he inwardly realized, turning around and running out into the open. But everyone else was running in the opposite direction. His confusion at the scene lasted for just a moment. He widened his eyes. There was a reason the zero-point robots were an obstacle. The one looming over him was huge. His mouth gaped open in shock, but he quickly shook his head to regain himself. What should he do? Since everyone had run away from the robot, he assumed there were more with points behind it. Then again, getting past it would be a challenge. It raised its right hand and placed it onto the roof of a nearby building, crushing its roof. As bits of it began falling towards the ground below, Miles suddenly felt a tingle in his brain. He remembered having moments where he'd sense something about to happen before his mom opened his bedroom door from behind or someone was about to bump into him on the way to class. This time though, he looked over to see the frog-like girl from before running down the alley into the street right next to the collapsing building. And the rubble was about to crush her.

"Hey, watch out!" Miles yelled, running over to her.

"Ribbit?" she croaked in confusion. She then noticed the shadow of the rubble and widened her eyes to see it coming before shutting them. A moment passed, and it seemed like nothing had happened. She opened her eyes and gasped. Miles was holding up the rubble in his hands, gritting his teeth.

"G-GO!" he stammered out loudly in demand. The girl immediately went out of her stunned state and hurried off, allowing him to go down to a knee and toss the heavy piece of concrete aside. "Huh... Huh..." he breathed out. He must've really strained his muscles by carrying that.

"TIME'S UP!" Present Mic's voice boomed throughout the arena. That was it. Miles was somewhat surprised, but kept his composure as he stood up.

"Phoo..." he exhaled. Were forty-four points enough? He'd have to wait to find out. He noticed that the sleeves of his favorite shirt were slightly ripped because of the bulge in his muscles from lifting the rubble. "Aw man..." he groaned, walking towards the center of the arena.

"Thank you," a voice said in gratitude, catching his attention as he turned to see the frog-like girl from earlier, "I hope I didn't cause you too much trouble..." she mentioned as she placed her finger onto her cheek again. Her blank expression dumbfounded Miles. He assumed that was usual for her.

"It's no biggie," he reassured, "I got plenty of points beforehand, so I should be fine," he added with a thumbs-up.

"Ribbit!" she croaked cheekily. He assumed that was common for her, too. Now they'd just have to wait a week for the results.

END

#fanfic #au #crossover #my hero academia #bnha tsuyu #mha tsuyu #miles morales #spiderman #midoriya izuku #deku midoriya #into the spider verse

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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just the two of us (hogwarts au) part eleven - shalaska - pureCAMP

A/N - i’d like to apologize for the wait, things have been crazy and as ive said 83675345 times, I’m moving house (on friday!! yikes) so im very busy. however, i finished!! <3

i want to formally dedicate this chapter (and any others) to the heartbreaking anon who told me this fantasy world helped them escape their real life tragedy with their mother. whoever you are, my heart goes out to you and i hope that you enjoy this. <3 <3 <3

Thankfully, Alaska’s stay in the infirmary was short lived. According to what Dela had told her, she’d passed out for twenty four hours, during which time the purple hue of her skin had faded back into her usual rosy pink complexion. The antidote had done wonders for her, meaning she wasn’t going to be stuck with a slight sensation of nausea or dizziness unlike the other champions. She’d stayed overnight, passed out, and would be out in just a short while, whereas Phi Phi and poor Kim were going to be sick for a little while longer.

“-she was never out of this place yesterday, I swear sometimes I had to push her right through the doors to make sure she left. She was definitely determined that you didn’t wake up alone.” Dela was saying, bustling around the room as she chatted away to Alaska. “She’ll be upset that she missed you waking up. Dedicated, that one.”

Alaska craned her neck to look at the sheer amount of gifts surrounding her. They weren’t all from Sharon, obviously – some were from Willam, Courtney, Jinkx, and even just a few random admirers from the school wanting to congratulate her on her win. Perhaps it was a little self-centred of her, but Alaska wouldn’t have minded waking up every day to flowers, chocolate, and little novelty magic gifts.

“Speak of the devil and she shall appear. Back again, Needles?”

Alaska sat up as Sharon entered the room, delighting in how her girlfriend’s face lit up at the sight of her awake. Despite looking messy – her robe was slipping off of her shoulders, her skirt was rucked up, exposing some of her pale white thigh, and her hair was completely dishevelled – the huge smile that entered her face upon spotting Alaska made her look impossibly beautiful. As quickly as she could, she drew up beside Alaska and took her hand in her own.

“I’m so glad you’re not purple anymore!” She greeted, her cheeks flushed as she tried to catch her breath. “I was beginning to think I’d have a purple girlfriend forever, and whilst purple is a pretty colour I prefer you when you’re your normal beautiful self.”

She paused, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. “I’ve just ran from Care of Magical Creatures, it was – it was chaotic.”

Alaska grinned, using her thumb to clean a smudge of mud from Sharon’s cheek. “Oh yeah? Anything exciting happen?”

“Of course!” Sharon enthused. “We’ve had this huge influx of Blast-Ended Skrewts and they’re so fun – I may have burnt my wrist handling one of them but they’re kind of ugly cute? I don’t know. But we had so much fun learning about their care and getting hands on! It’s been – it’s been so good.”

Alaska couldn’t help giggling. “Babe, slow down. I’m not going anywhere, you can breathe. Did you take care of your burn?”

Sharon shrugged. “Burns aren’t important. I’ll tell you what is important, though.”

“Oh yeah?”

“You!” Sharon was practically bouncing. “You won the first task! I knew you could do it, I told everyone you could. I’m so proud of you! Come here, get here now.”

Alaska swung her legs out of bed, springing to her feet so that she could meet Sharon’s lips and wrap her arms around her. Although she was still a bit weak, she simply clung to Sharon and allowed her strength to keep the two of them upright as they embraced. She was fairly certain that Sharon’s arms were the only reason she was still on her feet as she felt herself melt a little into the familiar touch.

“Listen, listen.” Sharon began, holding Alaska at arm’s length and forcing her to look up at her. “You and I are going on a proper date. I’m taking you out. Got it?”

Alaska nodded, smiling so hard her cheeks started to ache.

“And I mean a proper date.” Sharon continued. “I’m not going to break any rules to get us there, I won’t get drunk and fight anybody – it’s gonna be you and me, doll. You and me.”

If Alaska had been weak before, she was positively helpless now. Her heart felt swollen, thudding in the centre of her chest and threatening to burst right through her ribcage. A real date? What would that entail? Despite not knowing, the thought still sent her reeling with excitement. The idea of having Sharon to herself – not to be interrupted by Phi Phi, or Professor Visage, or any of their friends – was beyond belief.

“When?” She found herself asking, almost without realizing. “Soon?”

Sharon’s eyes were sparkling. “Tonight.” She breathed. “They’re opening up Hogsmeade so all the new kids can explore, and I’ve heard of this cute little place we can go. You down?”

“Are you kidding?” Alaska said. “Of course I am!”

The smile that made its way onto Sharon’s face was positively electrifying. Just like before, her whole face lit up with pure, unadulterated joy; an expression Alaska had missed seeing. It suited her more than she’d ever know. Alaska lifted a hand to brush a curl of displaced white hair away from Sharon’s face, her eyes zeroing in on the exposed gap in her front teeth.

“You’re so cute,” She murmured, her fingers threading through Sharon’s hair as her free hand pulled the Slytherin even closer. “Have I ever told you that?”

Sharon hummed appreciatively. “I don’t know… remind me again?”

“You’re so cute,” Alaska repeated. “You better hurry up and kiss me before I lose my mind.”

“As you wish, pumpkin.”

Sharon happily obliged, meeting Alaska’s lips first with a smile before actually kissing her. As always, they didn’t have long before they were interrupted yet again.

“Uh, ladies? I have patients here, you might want to stop doing that for a hot minute.” Dela chimed in, bouncing towards them with her usually bubbly attitude.

Alaska grinned. “Does that mean I can go?”

Dela considered her for a moment, before nodding. “Yes, I don’t see why not. Unless you’re wanting some safe sex pamphlets from me, I don’t expect I’ll be seeing either of you in here for a while.”

“Dela!” Sharon exclaimed, her pale cheeks colouring. “Oh my – okay, we’re leaving. Let’s go.”

Alaska couldn’t see her own face, but Sharon’s had turned a beautiful shade of flaming ketchup, the colour accented by her contrasting black and white hair. She began to gather up some of the gifts Alaska had been given, incanting some of them reversibly smaller so that they could be carried easily. Within minutes, the pair had gathered up everything and made their way out of the infirmary, Alaska noting with a hint of amusement that Sharon’s face was still scarlet.

Stepping out of the infirmary was like stepping back into reality – a quick transition from the warmth and quiet to the chatter and chaos of the school environment. Most of the students were on their way to dormitories or common rooms, or just meeting friends somewhere on the grounds, with lessons having finished half an hour or so ago. Alaska was glad to have escaped the between-lesson rush, despite now being one of the older ones with strength and status enough to push through the crowd of first and second years. It was a little quieter than she’d expected, but still loud and full of energy as always.

Sharon led the way through most of the students – they tended to part when they saw her – clearing a neat little path leading inside the castle walls. The biting autumnal wind ceased as they came inside, as did a lot of the noise. The quiet made it easier to converse.

“So… when are you taking me out?” Alaska flirted, batting her eyelashes and dragging out the end of each word unnecessarily.

Sharon laughed, her cheeks still flushed. “I was thinking at dinnertime? Whilst everyone else is eating, we’ll be able to go out and get ahead of the traffic.”

“I like it.” Alaska replied. “This is exciting. I feel like a real couple now.”

“Only the best for my champion.” Sharon smiled proudly. “Okay, bleugh, that was disgustingly cheesy. But you get it.”

Alaska nudged her elbow gently, careful not to knock anything she was carrying, and blew a kiss. In truth, it still hadn’t sunk in yet. Alaska – slightly scared of heights, so-called dumb blonde, terrible at potions, clumsier than a newborn deer, more unsteady on a broom than a drunken fifth year – had managed to win in the first Triwizard task. It didn’t seem real. Part of her was still convinced she had dreamt it all, and she’d wake up in her dorm after imagining it all, but the thumping in her chest was very much real. The feeling of the wind through her hair, the crowd screaming below. That was very, very real. It was pure elation.

Alaska was lifted out of her thoughts by Professor Visage, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere and materialized in front of the pair. Thankfully, she didn’t look angry or serious, so Alaska was fairly sure that Sharon wasn’t in trouble, but then again she never knew with Sharon. If she wasn’t in trouble, there was still a chance she’d find a way to get herself into it. It was a polyamorous relationship – Alaska, Sharon, and Trouble with a capital T.

“Sharon! Just the witch I’ve been looking for.” Professor Visage greeted, rather cheerfully.

Sharon’s eyebrows rose. “I love hearing that. Makes my day, it really does.”

“Alright, Miss Sass, tone it down. Anyway, I was sent to come get you by Professor Ru, you’ve got a meeting with the two of us and Professor Lake.”

Next to Alaska, Sharon visibly deflated. “Well, shit. How long is it gonna take? I kinda have dinner plans tonight.”

Professor Visage thought for a moment. “Probably only half an hour, max. You’ll be out by four at the latest. That okay with you?”

Sharon nodded. “That’s perfect. Alaska, are you okay with carrying all this on your own?”

It took a few minutes to reshuffle everything so that Alaska could accommodate it, and with a few helpful charms from Professor Visage she ended up enchanting some of the gifts so they would follow her up to her dorm. Sharon pressed a fleeting kiss to Alaska’s cheek before following Professor Visage to the office she’d practically been living in, and Alaska continued on her way up to her dorm.

The common room was full of people when she made her way in, obscuring her face with all her gifts to avoid having to converse with anyone. Of course, she knew that many congratulations were in order and pretty soon everyone would want to say something to her, but if she could just dump everything in her room then she’d be more than willing to bask in the attention. Thankfully, the students seemed to notice this, and she made it up the stairs and into her room without any interruption.

She threw everything down on the bed, totally haphazard, and flung herself down next to it all. She’d have to sort through it all later – she could see flowers, Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans, and dozens of other tiny gifts. Despite lacking the energy to actually move and open anything, there were still a few cards she could reach and have a read through.

Alaska, I couldn’t be more proud of you. Now I get to brag that my girlfriend is beautiful, funny and champion of a world-renowned magic competition. I knew you could do it, pumpkin. I can’t wait to watch you snatch that trophy. I’ll be there cheering for you the way you’ve always cheered for me. Lots of love and kisses, Sharon.

Alaska hugged the card to her chest, fully aware of how stupid she must have looked. Sharon’s handwriting was impeccably neat, an almost traditional-looking script with short letters and high tails. Was it weird to even love somebody’s handwriting? Had Alaska really fallen that hard? It was disgusting.

To Alaska – you won some shit. From Willam.

Short, sweet, succinct. If anything could sum up the Pureblood, it was that card, paired with her no-nonsense, printed lettering.

Willam’s card is stupid! Well done, girl!!! We were all rooting for you 100% and we’re so happy for you!!!! Keep it up babe!!!!!! Love from Courtney!

Another one perfectly encapsulating the essence of her friend. Courtney, little petite Courtney, practically was a human exclamation mark. It was no wonder every sentence ended with one – it only served to make Alaska read the words in her shrill Aussie voice.

You’ve made your school proud. I knew you would. Good job, Alaska. From Professor Visage.

There were so many – ones from Jinkx, from other students she didn’t know, even a few more teachers. Each one was touching, even if most of them were just insincere messages scribbled onto a piece of paper. The fact that people had gone through and made the effort to even give her a card meant a lot.

Forcing herself up from the bed, lest she got drowsy and dozed off again, Alaska sprang upwards after a couple of minutes and headed back out into the Ravenclaw common room, looking around for someone who could act as a distraction. Before she could find anyone, she felt a hand tap her elbow and a loud voice squawked at her from behind.

“Lasky! What’s up, girl?!”

It was Detox, the girl from Beauxbaton who she’d been paired with in Potions. Her makeup was almost obscenely colourful - a whirlwind of neon - but nevertheless it seemed to work with her larger-than-life personality and overall look. Alaska smiled brightly and turned to face her properly.

“Hey Detox! I’m good, I’m good, you?”

Detox nodded. “I’m great… Phi Phi is still in your infirmary so I haven’t had to deal with her rage yet. Can’t wait for that.”

Alaska winced. “Oh, Divine. She fought hard, though. It could’ve been anyone’s game.”

“True, true.” Detox mused. “Still, you’ve seen her temper. I’d avoid her, if I were you. I know she’ll try and seek out a fight.”

“Good call. I’m pretty sure Sharon would flip her shit if Phi Phi was anywhere near me anyway.”

She smiled at the memory, of how fiercely Sharon had defended her, both in her presence at the Three Broomsticks and in her Defence Against The Dark Arts class. It had only been a short while since those encounters; it was early November, and any last shred of summer had shrivelled up along with the leaves scattered around the grounds that crunched underfoot. Even so, it felt like they’d come a long way.

After all, that night in the bar was the night they made it official. Alaska cringed internally at their stupid declarations, but at the time it had been the perfect mixture of kitsch and camp and fun that the two shared. Nothing had made her happier than finally having a proper label on what had been uncertain for quite a few months.

For the last few months of their fifth year, just a little while after coming out, Alaska had become a little more daring. Flirty, if you will. When she noticed Sharon looking, she winked. Anytime Sharon made her laugh, she clung on that little bit tighter to her arm, and of course it had the desired effect. Things progressed, with Alaska excitedly updating Willam and Courtney at every turn, but it never quite got where she wanted to. They had kissed, sure – not like how they kissed after the Three Broomsticks, but still – and they were exclusive, but it wasn’t a relationship. They were both kind of suspended. Waiting for something.

“That’s probably a good thing!” Detox responded, zapping Alaska back into reality. “I don’t know what’s gotten into Phi Phi, at least you have someone to defend you. She was never that angry before she came here.”

Alaska frowned. Weird. “Maybe it’s just the stress of being in a whole new place and competing.”

“Probably.” Detox shrugged. “Anyway, she’d kill me if she knew I was saying this, but congrats on your win. You celebrating at all?”

“Going out for dinner with… Oh, there she is.” Alaska grinned, spotting Sharon’s head amongst the sea of Ravenclaws. Her green tie and distinctive hair made her stick out like a sore thumb.

She’d freshened up a little, that much was clear. Her hair had been brushed out and untangled, and her makeup reapplied – it always tended to come off during Care of Magical Creatures. Although she hadn’t changed out of her uniform, Alaska could tell she’d made an effort to smarten it up a little bit other than the rolled-up sleeves. In all fairness, it wasn’t like Alaska could expect full uniform compliance from Sharon this late in the game.

“Hey, you’re not allowed in here, Needles!” A voice yelled, indistinguishable from the mass of heads.

Sharon looked around a little, trying to spot who it was. “Do I look bothered?” She shot back, before shaking her head and moving towards Alaska. “There you are. Oh, who’s this?”

There was a dangerous edge to Sharon’s voice as she eyed Detox with suspicion. The Beauxbaton girl looked a little bit uncomfortable at the interrogation, and rightly so. Sharon’s words were innocent enough, but her tone was cold and her eyes were piercing.

For a fleeting second, she looked just like Lady Needles.

Alaska was quick to dispel the tension. “This is Detox. Don’t scare her away; she’s nice, I promise.”

Just like that, the fierce expression on Sharon’s face was gone. “If you say so. Detox, do you mind if I steal Alaska from you?”

Detox shrugged, still slightly put-out but doing her best not to show it. “You’re not really asking, are you? I don’t have a choice here, do I?”

Sharon laughed appreciatively. “No, you don’t. I’m afraid she’s mine and I have to take her, but if you have any complaints you can probably find me in detention.”

Detox cackled, and with that, Sharon took Alaska’s hand and began to lead her out of the Ravenclaw common room. The Slytherin was practically running, dragging Alaska behind her as she weaved through corridors and in and out of random hallways. It took a little while for Alaska to realize where they were headed, but soon enough she began to recognise her surroundings as the entrance to the Slytherin common room, leading up the dorms. Alaska hadn’t actually ever seen Sharon’s dorm room; she knew of the girls in it, but had never been aside. When they were younger, the group had always hung out in the Ravenclaw dorm, and in recent times Sharon had taken to staying in there rather than her own whenever she could get away with it. Maybe it was silly for her to feel that way, but Alaska was a little bit excited.

“I have someone I want you to meet properly.” Sharon told her, before stopping outside a tall black door. With some caution, she poked her head round, then flung the door wide open as she saw it was empty. “Come on in.”

The room was identical to Alaska’s, with the exception of the green bedding, which was a slight disappointment. Regardless, Alaska took it all in, noting that Sharon’s bed had the curtains drawn all the way around it, obscuring her small living area from the rest of the room. In one swift motion, Sharon parted the curtains and was instantly knocked to the floor by the same gigantic mound of fluff that had interrupted Alaska’s Ancient Runes lesson a short while ago.

“Sharon!” Alaska cried out, almost instinctively. The panic faded, however, when she heard Sharon half-laughing, half-groaning.

“Cerrone, must you always greet me like this?” She grumbled, stroking the black-and-white fur awkwardly with one hand. “Fat cat. Someone’s been feeding you too much. Alright, get off.”

She sat up and beamed cheerily in Alaska’s direction. “This is Cerrone, you saw him in the Pensieve. He’s fatter and older and stupider now.”

Alaska got onto her knees, joining Sharon on the floor to coo over Cerrone, who had flopped onto the rug and stretched himself out. He purred contently as Alaska started to stroke his side, smoothing some of the matted fur down.

“He’s such an attention whore.” Sharon said, distinctively proud. “Look at him. Purebred Kneazle, about eight years old. I’ve had him for five years now.”

Alaska smiled. “You rescued him, right?” She asked, watching as her girlfriend scratched her pet lovingly behind his ears.

“Yeah, I did.” Sharon sounded vaguely nostalgic. “You saw that he was pretty banged up when I found him. He was the only one I found that was alive. I had to save him somehow.”

It was admirable. Alaska couldn’t forget the image of Sharon she’d seen in the Pensieve – wide eyed, her clothes and skinny fingers stained with blood, clutching Cerrone to her chest like a lifeline. She’d been so young to be so courageous, standing up in front of so many people like that just for the life of one creature. It made sense now why Sharon had chosen Care of Magical Creatures as part of her options two years prior, even if it hadn’t at the time. Alaska remembered Willam cocking an eyebrow and saying, “you want to play in a fucking pig pen for an hour and get qualifications for it?!”

Of course, back when they were fourteen they didn’t have any ideas as to why she’d pick a subject like that, other than how much she enjoyed the outdoors. The knowledge suddenly dawning on her, Alaska smiled to herself as she continued stroking Cerrone.

“He’s saved me more times than I could ever save him.” Sharon broke the silence, gazing down tenderly at the overgrown cat. “Kneazles, they… they can detect dangerous people. People you can’t trust, people who might be evil. They get aggressive when they sense those kind of people, and protect their owner.”

She looked up at Alaska. “I can’t tell you the amount of times he’s lashed out at my mother. I owe him.”

Sharon went quiet for a minute, seemingly realizing the weight of her words, before lightening up a little bit. “That’s why I let him have so many treats. I guess it’s my fault he’s spoilt and lazy.”

Alaska grinned, leaning down to rest her head against Cerrone’s side. “I could just go to sleep here. I wouldn’t even complain if he clawed my face off.”

“Are you kidding?” Sharon laughed. “He loves you! He has good taste, this one. I approve.”

They spent a while on the floor with Cerrone, laughing and making obscene jokes of sore knees and old age. The whole situation, despite being completely new, felt familiar and strangely normal to Alaska. It felt like a domestic routine that she could easily fall into, and the thought made her heart flutter and break all at the same time.

Domesticity. It felt so natural with Sharon, yet the Slytherin girl had never experienced it before. She didn’t know what it was like to live amongst parents who loved one another, children who played together, a family that felt safe and secure. Alaska’s childhood had been so starkly different to Sharon’s. More than anything, she just wanted to bundle Sharon up in her arms and take her home.

She imagined introducing Sharon to her family. Willam and Courtney had met her family, and they’d all gotten along well, but she and Sharon had never really gotten to that stage. They were just friends, and then they were at an odd crossroads of flirting, and then they’d started dating and somehow Alaska had never found the time.

How would her family react to such an enigma of a person? Her mom would love Sharon, naturally. She was easily pleased with charm and good manners, and it wouldn’t take her long to get past her unconventional look. Then again, it was impossible to guess how anyone would react to Sharon. She was unpredictable like that.

It was around half past five when Alaska finally left, making her way back to her own dormitory as quickly as she could so she could change in time for her date. As she walked, her mind tried to mentally replicate her wardrobe and pick out what she could wear. As ever, her memory failed her and she couldn’t even conjure up a picture of a single thing she owned.

“Alaska!”

Both Willam and Courtney trilled her name in unison, springing up from Courtney’s bed where they were sat to smother her in a hug. Alaska laughed as her face was buried in a mass of blonde hair, clinging tight to her friends before managing to fight them off.

“I don’t have long, please don’t ruin my hair,” She teased, scrunching the mass on top of her head and starting towards her wardrobe. As expected, both blondes gave her the same expression; eyes wide, eyebrows raised, mouths open.

“Ooh, bitch!” Willam called out. “Got somewhere to be?”

Alaska grinned. “Sharon’s taking me out for dinner. Like, a real date.” She turned around, considering a few options in her wardrobe before pulling one out. “Does this say ‘classy girlfriend going on a dinner date’ to you?”

She wasn’t exactly sure why she was asking Courtney and Willam, of all people – Willam was the exact opposite of classy in her look and behaviour, and Courtney being part-Veela made anything and everything look classy, effortlessly. Between them they were absolutely useless.

“I like it. Doesn’t show off nearly enough body, but I guess that’s the point.” Willam mused, looking at the dress thoughtfully.

Courtney swatted at her. “Shut up! It’s really pretty, you should wear it.”

In all honesty, Alaska had forgotten that the little blue dress existed. She had maybe worn it once for some fancy party and then stowed it back on the wardrobe on the hanger, never to emerge again. It reached just above her knees, and was mostly plain aside from a few tasteful sparkling embellishments around the neckline. Sharon would like it – Sharon liked nearly everything she owned. After some scrutiny, she decided it was date-worthy and took it into the bathroom to change.

“ARE YOU HIDING HICKEYS FROM US IN THERE?!” Willam yelled indignantly as Alaska disappeared from the room. “IS THAT WHY YOU’RE IN THE BATHROOM?!”

Alaska laughed, banging her fist on the door to shock them both. “It’s called privacy, you voyeuristic slut!”

“Ooh, she’s got you there!” came Courtney’s response, before she emitted a yelp that indicated Willam had physically retaliated to the remark.

It took a minute for Alaska to get herself into the dress, contorting her body into unnatural positions to try and reach the zipper, but finally she managed. After that it was just a case of throwing on a touch of makeup and fixing her hair, and she was ready to go.

“Classy girlfriend going on a dinner date?” Alaska asked again, emerging nervously from the bathroom and presenting herself to her friends.

The reactions were somewhat mixed, but definitely positive. Courtney’s mouth dropped open, and Willam wolf-whistled appreciatively before nodding her approval. Alaska continued to post, rolling her hand to gesture for more in-depth feedback.

“I’ll bite. It’s hot.” Willam grinned wolfishly. “Trying to get laid or something?”

Alaska flashed her middle finger. “Bitch! You’re not even the first person to suggest that today.”

Instantly, the blonde’s eyes lit up, as if she were about to ask for more details she could inevitably taunt Alaska with. Thankfully, Courtney cut in before she could, exclaiming, “More like classy wife going on a dinner date! She’s gonna wanna marry you after this!”

On time for the first time in her life, Alaska met Sharon by the beginning of the walk into Hogsmeade at six thirty, the time they agreed on. Sharon must’ve come early, and was stood waiting for Alaska as she approached. Slowing down a little, Alaska allowed herself to appreciate the effort that it was clear Sharon had put in. Her hair was teased and fluffed up a little, swept over one shoulder, and her black dress was long, with a deep V-neck and full length sleeves. Her jacket was draped over one shoulder. As she got closer, she could see that Sharon was either wearing blush, or her cheeks were just pink, but regardless of which one it was, the little pop of colour made her look strangely cute. Alaska resisted the urge to pinch her cheeks.

“Well don’t you just look the Daily Prophet’s Witch of the Year,” She greeted her girlfriend, entwining their fingers and pressing a sweet kiss to her forehead.

Sharon leaned into her touch and smiled. “More like a page three witch with this neckline. I had no idea it was this low, I’m so sorry. You look absolutely breathtaking.”

“Please,” Alaska told her. “If you think I’m bothered about a low neckline, you don’t know me at all.”

Sharon swatted at her arm playfully before offering her hand, beginning the walk along the road to Hogsmeade.

“I almost never come this way,” Sharon commented. “I always use tunnels and passages. This way is so pretty.”

It wasn’t like she was wrong – the rapid approach of autumn had given the village an entirely new, warm aura. Fragrant leaves crunched under their feet, and bare vines curled along walls and archways, clinging like earth-borne snakes seeking warmth. Everything was awash in gold and orange and brown, the setting sun heightening the enthralling glow of the area. There was a slight chill in the air, as came with the threat of winter resting in the frosted laurels at the tips of the trees, but overall the atmosphere was soft and tinted with romance.

Noticing her slight shivering, Sharon stopped walking and took her jacket from her shoulder. “Put this on, you’re freezing. Come here.”

Smiling gratefully, Alaska slipped her arms into the warm leather, embracing the familiar scent of smoke and perfume that permeated the material. Like most of Sharon’s clothes, it fit Alaska perfectly. Touched by such a small gesture, Alaska squeezed her girlfriend’s hand and kept walking, soaking up as much as the evening as she could.

“It’s just through here,” Sharon pushed some brambles aside, moving out of the way so Alaska could go through first. “I know this bit is a dump, but the place is gorgeous, I promise.”

By now they had moved out of the area that was usually frequented by students – the shops, taverns, bars and the Shrieking Shack having long since been passed – and had moved more into the residential area, where many witches and wizards had chosen to isolate themselves from the muggle world and create their own community. It was only a few minutes further that they had to walk before a building began to unfold in front of them, the fancy scripting on the front reading The Artemisia.

“Sharon, this is… It’s beautiful.” Alaska murmured, staring around as she stepped inside. “How did you afford this place? How did you find this place?”

Sharon bit her lip, smiling. “Pumpkin, my surname is Needles… I can get us anywhere. And you’ll have to thank Raja for the recommendation, she told me about this place. Only the best for my champion. See, I did it again and I didn’t make any vomit noises. This is a real date.”

Alaska laughed. “You’re so stupid…” She leaned in for a kiss, softly pecking Sharon’s warm lips. “I can’t believe this.”

“Believe it.” Sharon responded, before smiling up at a waiter who had appeared before them.

“Sharon Needles?” He asked, cocking his head to the side. Sharon nodded. “Wonderful. We have your table all set up, if you can just follow me.”

Alaska shot Sharon an excited look, squeezing her hand a few times as they walked behind the waiter towards a privately laid-out table. Even the napkins looked as though they were more expensive than everything Alaska owned put together. Gold trimming? How was it possible for everything in this place to have gold trimming? It was luscious and a little bit ludicrous.

“And here we are,” The waiter spoke up again, pulling the chairs out for each witch to sit down and presenting two full glasses with his wand. “The Butterbeer is on the house. We hope you have a splendid evening.”

Sharon waited until the waiter had left the table before starting to giggle. Her efforts to hide it went amiss; the hands clapped over her mouth did nothing to subdue the shaking of her shoulders. Thoroughly amused just by the sight of her, Alaska reached across the table to grab one of Sharon’s hands as she started to laugh herself.

“I’m sorry,” Sharon managed, her shoulders still bouncing with suppressed giggles. “I just… splendid. We’re going to have a splendid evening.”

She managed to steel herself by avoiding Alaska’s gaze. “Splendid. What a great word. God, I haven’t drank Butterbeer in a while.”

Alaska watched as she took and sip and then pulled a face. “Shit. That’s sweeter than I remember. Is this shit made of sugar?”

The waiter returned moments later with two menus, Alaska running her nails along the thick leather cover before looking inside. Although trivial, Alaska thought it was actually kind of thrilling to be sat inside a restaurant like this, debating meals with Sharon and enjoying the atmosphere. For the second time that day, it hit her that Sharon probably didn’t do this very often, if at all. Alaska and her family went out for dinner a lot, especially around occasions such as Christmas and birthdays. Sharon, obviously, wouldn’t.

After having their orders taken, Alaska settled back into her seat, regarding her girlfriend with a grin. “So, is this where you take all your girls?”

Sharon laughed, the joke clearly taking her by surprise. “Oh, yeah. All my girls come here. This is where I bring all my hoes.”

“Are you calling me a hoe?!” Alaska exclaimed, mock offended.

Sharon shrugged. “Maybe. Why, you wanna act like one? Dress like one? Can’t say I’d mind.”

She stopped to fan herself with the menu. “We’re way too flirty this evening. Here was me thinking we’d have a nice celebratory date, and look what we’ve turned it into.”

“You started it.”

“You’re such a liar!”

“As if! You know you started it!”

“I didn’t start anything!”

“Yes you did!”

“Shut up or I’ll kiss you.”

“Shut up or I won’t kiss you.”

Alaska smirked, knowing she’d gotten the last laugh. Glancing up at Sharon, she saw the Slytherin had bitten back her lips in an attempt to visually draw attention to her silence, and was blinking innocently behind her lashes. The facade was anything but believable – maybe due to the fact that Alaska knew Sharon too well, and could identify the mischievous twinkle beneath her eyes – and she laughed at the idea that she’d fall for it.

“Okay, I’m already bored. You can talk now. Open your big mouth again.”

To her surprise, Sharon simply shook her head, remaining silent as she tapped her cheek with one finger. Alaska recognised her gesture and rolled her eyes.

“I didn’t realise it before, but you are a toddler.” She stated, leaning across the table to press a kiss to the spot she’d been tapping. Satisfied, Sharon’s face split into a grin and her cheeks went pink.

“And now I can talk. Honestly, I wish real curses were like that. Our curses are like,” She picked up her knife, waving it around as though it were a wand, “Extreme pain! Manipulation! Death!”

Alaska chuckled as she continued. “And then, in the old fucking Disney stories, it’s like,” This time she dropped the knife, simply pointing with her finger, “Sleep for a long time and get woken up by a kiss. True love will solve this one! A candle is your friend!”

Sharon pulled a face. “Anyway. I’m getting off track, aren’t I? I didn’t bring us here to sit and talk about fucking Disney curses. Some punk I am.”

“Who’d have thought it?” Alaska joked. “Sharon Needles, notoriously badly-behaved Slytherin – total Disney slut.”

“Oh, you bitch.” Sharon grinned. “I’ve never even seen a Disney movie.”

Alaska let her mouth drop open, widening her eyes to exaggerate her reaction. “You haven’t – but I – and you – Sharon! You’ve never seen a Disney movie?!”

“Alaska, when the fuck do you think I had time to sit down on a couch and watch fucking Disney movies?” Sharon asked, her voice light. “I spent my childhood rescuing a magical cat and hiding from evil parents. Which I suppose is ironically Disney-esque.”

Alaska shook her head in disbelief. “Okay, remind me that we’re watching Disney movies at some point. We’re gonna work our way through them. Your delayed childhood begins now.”

Sharon winced. “Oh, boy. I’m thinking of breaking my no-alcohol rule already. Goddammit, Alaska.”

“What happened to ‘my champion’, huh?”

Blue eyes met mocking green ones. “Don’t. Even. Start.”

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Smoother Start Than Expected!

SURPRISE! Another exciting Episode of Season IV just dropped. And to be honest, I have no idea how I’m cranking them out so fast!!

This one was more of a transitional aftermath Episode, which ultimately lead us to the Stage Select, but I’m really happy with all of the character set up and world building that went on in this chapter.

More detailed thoughts below.

One thing that’s funny about the writing process for this one.

I basically wrote the whole thing backwards!

Of course the first thing I did was a copy/paste of Rainy Turtloid’s recent death from Xtreme 2. The original scene dragged on so much between the dialogue and directions that I had to do a lot of flashes and ellipses within the scene.

...but anyway, we get to be reminded about Turtloid’s death, and the mood of that whole thing gets to somewhat tie in to the present, as we parallel Gate’s grief with Dr. Laye’s grief that the Sky Lagoon has fallen.

Writing Process wise, this is where it gets fun.

In order to keep the momentum going and get more excited about filling in the gaps between canon material and transitional fanon, I wrote the Stage Select scene out, practically in full.

There was a bit of Pre-planned writing done already for this scene, only for the Cyber Peacock mission.

But now, I was able to have fun blending the dialogue between X, Double, Zero and Iris together, as if they were all in the same room, exchanging those words at the same time. It was a lot of fun, and was actually a lot easier than I thought it would be.

Then I figured, it’d be best to keep Captain quiet and have his Computer take care of the directives.

The Stage Select scene mostly plays out like the game, except for the fact that X and Zero react accordingly to each mission directive. Zero, perking up at the Repliforce missions and X being intrigued by the mysterious threats.

There was an opportunity to have Iris get worried and panic about their impending war upon the Repliforce and I was happy to explore it.

Then I reached a point where I couldn’t really continue. X had the perfect epiphany to himself, and I started to think, “Whoa.. Did I just end the episode?” I thought it best not to continue until I wrote everything else first.

I literally took it a step back and handled the aftermath of General’s press statement. Originally I thought the episode would open with this, but I realized that other things had to be in place before I could show this scene.

In the aftermath of the press statement, Red looks at his TV worried.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to show Repliforce Incidents happening or not, but it was the best choice to make. I was able to go into Red’s head and have him quit, while we saw most of the Repliforce members prepare for war amongst their crew [quite quickly, I might add.] And then Jet Stingray’s attack on Sydney had to be a big deal.

This was becoming epic man. I was very proud of myself, and that was only maybe my 2nd session really putting this together.

I chose Sydney simply because it’s different. In Season I & II, everything’s been based in California. Season III, I based Doppler in Florida for that reason, just to have more of the U.S. get affected.

There isn’t much room for it, but I wanted to attempt at getting more global here, as much as I could. This Great Repliforce War is supposed to have big consequences!!

So yeah. That instance with Jet Stingray propelled the following scene further and definitely changed the dialogue between X and Zero in certain spots.

For my 3rd/4th session, I took a look at what I had and the only thing that I had left to tackle was the immediate aftermath of coming home the fallen Sky Lagoon.

The pattern here was, show Hunters upset - show Mavericks celebrate.

Showing the Hunters coming home right after their failed mission was necessary to me, because I felt that the Opening Stage needed a bit more explaining. Especially to Zero who was only there for half of it.

I will completely admit, I was afflicted with Writer’s Diarrhea in this scene. I couldn’t shut the two of them up or get to a point quick enough. I went back a bunch of times and tweaked what I could, but eventually I dealt with the fact that after Gate and the science community quickly lament, our heroes take a moment to really delve into what the Hell happened back there.

And for a 2nd episode that builds things up, I didn’t have a problem with it. [This is probably due to the fact that Season III’s episode 2 was nightmare long for seemingly no reason.] What makes this one different was that, actual things were happening. It wasn’t all fanon garbage that would be dismissed halfway into the season.

Anyway. The Hero lament was lengthy, and then the Villain celebration was almost just as long. I needed to tone this down and get to a point, quickly.

Unfortunately, this was another instance where Canon got in the way. During General’s press statement, we get to see Sigma chilling by himself in a random apartment or whatever-the-fuck. [I can’t say it’s a base, because in the game, we see him fight at the Final Weapon. And he certainly ain’t there in this scene.] So I had to make something up, and my best guess has always been that he found a nice little pad to stay in during the Repliforce War. This has been my theory for years.

So... During the Villain Celebration, I had the unique challenge of Sigma decided he was content with his plan to manipulate the Repliforce into fighting the Maverick Hunters. And now he wanted to uncharacteristically kick back and enjoy the fireworks. [Perhaps it is debatable that that is characteristic of him.] But either way, I basically had to give Split Mushroom his stage back. Without Isoc or Dark Necrobat there.

Basically I had to split up the team, lol. But make it look like they were all going on their own respective missions.

Cyber Peacock was easy. He’s in Cyber Space. He can be anywhere at any time.

Dark Necrobat was actually easy too. I thought it would be harder, but due to the nature of his Canon back-story. He was built by Sigma and never really... used. So he went off and did his own thing, ignoring the Maverick Agenda, not exactly seeing a purpose for it.

I knew way back in the day during my initial Grand Planning, that the best place for Dark Necrobat to be created and feel indifferent towards the whole Maverick thing would be during the Great Repliforce War when the Mavericks are scarce and not doing much.

It was tough to convince Isoc that this is what needed to be done. But I had him give in to Sigma’s idea, and suppose that he could probably find a better lab to work in. This initially pissed off Split Mushroom, who was happy to have the company.

I took this route at first, but after the scene became SO long and had gotten nowhere, I decided to take a more evil, selfish route, and basically have him kick them out. I enjoy this a little more, because it shows that the little guy doesn’t give a fuck.

I looked at that Villain scene so many times this past week, (and the Hero scene too, to check for transitional flow) that I had enough. I definitely tweaked a lot, and I feel, I got the Villain’s to talk about leaving way quicker in the end.

There was still good stuff on Sigma’s end, foreshadowing a far more wicked plan in X5, and I was glad to be able to hint at that.

A lot of things definitely went on in that scene.

One of the primary X6 Villains was basically kicked out of X4, an X5 Maverick flew away, Sigma went to look for a place of his own to relax and “enjoy this”. Timing wise, I suppose it’s believable that he found an apartment to inhabit in one night.

The very next day is General’s Press Statement to the public.

I didn’t feel a need to show stage directions in here, because we all know what that scene looks like. (If that’s lazy, maybe I’ll go back and change that, but the directions only break up the flow of dialogue.)

And then the rest of the episode was basically done!!

I gave it a couple of reads in full, and definitely changed a sentence here and there.

But then, I realized it really was done.

X has an incredible parallel thought between Zero and Web Spider’s Guerrilla Unit. They all dismissed him as a Maverick and left the Hunters at the very end of X2. But now all Zero is doing is dismissing the entire Repliforce as Mavericks without giving them a chance to explain themselves.

When I realized this amazing parallel, I thought it was gold. I’m still really impressed how that all came about, because I did NOT plan that, back in X2.

All that was left to do was create a final Narration from our Mystery Man.

Even back when it was Dr. Cain, the final narration was always the hardest part. Not every episode calls for one, but sometimes that final thought really clinches the whole thing and ties it all together.

I’m happy with what I came up with though. And if you read Ep. 0, it was described that this guy is kind of analyzing both the Hunters and the Repliforce. So I like having this Narrator come off as unbiased, and laying out the facts of what both groups are doing.

So yeah! This was good and fun.

I loved having X & Zero argue about where they should go first. But the decision has been made.

They’re going to Web Spider first!

I’m looking forward to figuring that out. See you guys in May.

#Writing Progress #Season IV Diaries #Smoother Start Than Expected

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S.IV - Episode 0: A Different World

Written by Metal-Man-X

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-fade in-

Caption: November, 2119. 1 year ago.

Shield Sheldon looks up at Dr. Doppler in fear. He has blood-stained hands.

SHIELD SHELDON: Doctor… It’s not… how it looks.

Just then, MAGMA DRAGOON, TURIAN, TETHLON, BLIZZARD, BLAZE, FRENZY FOXKIT and FREEZE ALOPEX from the 14th Special Investigations Unit teleport in.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (growling) What’s going on here!!?

DR. DOPPLER: MAVERICK!!!!

Dr. Doppler points the blame at Shield Sheldon.

TURIAN: Sheldon, what happened to Dr. Jim?

SHIELD SHELDON: (afraid) I-its… not how it looks…

FREEZE ALOPEX: Mhm… That’s what they all say…

-Flash-

TURIAN: You’re outnumbered, friend. Stand down.

SHIELD SHELDON: I won’t!

GATE: Sheldon, pleeease. You’re making this worse for everyone.

SHIELD SHELDON: My purpose.. was to protect important people like Dr. Jim, no matter what the cost. And I failed him! I failed you!!

DR. DOPPLER: (angry) You KILLED him!

-Flash-

SHIELD SHELDON: (stressed, panicking) N..n-NOOOOO! Its too late!! None of you will believe me!! There is no future for me here… I can’t take this.. This is no way to live! ..n..No way to liiive!

Shield Sheldon duplicates himself in 4 Shield shells that fire powerful cross-shots in an X formation. He then teleports towards the middle, without his shield guards, and allows the shells to fire at him at point blank range.

-Flash-

GATE: Sheldon! Don’t do this!! Let the Maverick Hunters bring you in for questioning!

-Flash-

Shield Sheldon fires rapid fire at himself from his guard shells.

SHIELD SHELDON: GAAAUUgghhh-IIIII don’t deserve to Liiiiiive!!!

His body starts to take corrosive damage as it gives way to a massive explosion at the center of the room.

-White Out-

ALIA: (o.s) Hey!

-cut to-

-------------------------------------------------------- INT. LAYE LABS - Gate’s Office - DAY ---------------------------------------------------------

GATE: Huh?

Gate shakes off his day dream and looks up at his colleague, ALIA from his desk chair.

ALIA: Are you listening to me at all, silly??

His Co-worker and Companion tilts her head as she smiles down at him and hands him a tablet.

Caption: June, 2120. 5 months ago.

GATE: Sorry, I…-

ALIA: Isn’t it great!!!? /The Sky Lagoon has officially launched!!!

Gate does a double take at the article on the tablet. It boasts a large picture of a spectacular Colony in the sky. Suddenly his mind is in a much better place.

GATE: (gasping) That’s fantastic!! And to think…. Our humble little practice helped make that happen.

ALIA: (giddy) Uh huh! Every little contribution helped the Reploid Research Foundation fund this Amazing Project. And now it’s a real thing! OH! Could you imagine ever getting transferred there!!?

GATE: Haha! Now, now. Let’s not get carried away.

ALIA: I know…. But, my goodness. To work and live in a beautiful city like that in the sky? (sigh) A girl can dream…

She takes her tablet back, and playfully bops him on the head with it. Then she walks out of his office.

GATE: Hm.

He finally lets out a short smile as he looks out of his window.

[INSERT TITLE SCREEN]

Megaman X - Season IV.

Episode 0: A Different World

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-Fade in to a peaceful meadow on a sunny day.-

Caption: June 5th, 2120.

Tall trees provide shade around the hills of Pine Meadow Cemetery as a large community of Reploids is gathered around a gravestone.

-Zoom in on the headstone, which reads: -

EDWIN LAURENCE CAIN

Beloved Doctor, Creator and Father of all Reploids

Sept. 22 2047 - June 1 2120

Reploids, Maverick Hunters and Repliforce Soldiers join in a circle around a human pastor who begins his eulogy.

PASTOR: Before we begin, I would like to introduce myself. My name is Reverend Jonathon Crowne, but you can all call me Pastor John.

Some reploids smile at this. Others take in a breath of fresh air. While others remain grim and exasperate with something of a sigh.

PASTOR JOHN: …I have had the pleasure of knowing Edwin through the Church of our Holy Father.

X, the light blue Reploid who felt like a son to Dr. Cain, folds his hands as he looks down at the ground with a solemn face. ZERO, his partner and trusted friend looks down at X with concern. Nearby IRIS and COLONEL of the Repliforce take note of X’s disposition as they listen to the pastor.

PASTOR JOHN: It was there that I discovered this man’s unique faith in the Lord. It was not only his devotion to God, but to all Mankind, which made him stand out in our Community. It is.. unfortunate that he no longer has any living relatives from his Biological Family to join us here, today. However… It is that same fact, that makes your presence here even more special. …He created a new family when he created Reploids like yourselves.

-pan back to the reploids in the crowd-

The 17th Elite Unit lightly smile at the Pastor’s words from behind X while Zero’s Shinobi Unit share their leader’s indifference.

As the Eulogy proceeds, X’s mind begins to wander.

X: (v.o, thinking) Hm…. He created his own family after he met me… I still remember that ride home…

-ripple effect-

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LOCATION E… – Doctor Light’s Mountain Lab - DAY

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Caption: April 16, 2114

X marvels at the sight of a large Nom Corp. aircraft hovering outside and anchoring itself to the mountain with a landing ramp.

X: Whoa! What’s that?

Doctor Cain smiles at his extraordinary discovery. He can’t believe what he’s found and couldn’t wait to see the look on his crew’s faces when they saw X.

DR. CAIN: That’s for us. We’re going home.

X: (quizzical) Home??

At that moment, a Pilot and two of his Crewmen step out onto the landing ramp.

PILOT: Hey there, Dr. Cain. What's the rush? You were only gone for a week.

CREWMAN 1: Yeah, Doc!

CREWMAN 2: Did you find something good?

DR. CAIN: (pleased, excited) Good morning, gentlemen. I would like to introduce you to my new friend, X.

X walks up to the airship; Dr. Cain following closely behind him. He waves to the crew with a smile.

X: (smiling) Hello.

CREWMAN 2: Whooooaaaa, we got a robooooot!

X: (confused) Huh?

Dr. Cain clears his throat loudly, causing the excitement to die down.

DR. CAIN: (ordering) Show some respect! This is more than a mere robot. This is a person!

CREW: Uhhh, okay.

As they enter the ship, the crew all look at Dr. Cain like he's insane. The Co-Pilot lays eyes on X from the inside and reacts accordingly.

CO-PILOT: What the-

DR. CAIN: (Commanding Authority) This is X, and starting today he is going to be a new member of our team!

The Pilot quickly walks by and gets back to his seat as Doctor Cain leads X to a window seat where they can begin to settle in.

PILOT: (wary) Yeah sure… You got it.

DR. CAIN: Now... I promised X a nice view of the sky as we enjoy our flight back home. I expect you'll show him just as much respect as you show me.

The pilot clears his throat and the rest of the crew scatter back to their posts.

PILOT: Uh... of course, sir. Whatever you say.

-fade to-

Moments later they are up in the air. Once the initial excitement of being airborne has faded into normalcy, X’s mind fills with questions once again.

X: Um… Dr. Cain?

DR. CAIN: Yes, X?

X: Where’s ‘home’?

DR. CAIN: What’s that?

X: You mentioned that we were going home. Where is that?

DR. CAIN: Oh. Well… I meant that we are leaving South America and heading to our base in North America.

X: (gradually more confused) Oh… What is a base?

DR. CAIN: A base is.. um… Well, it’s a place of operation. A place for people to work. It is where you and I will work together to help build positive relationships towards humans and robots.

X: Oh okay. That makes sense. So… is that my purpose in life?

Dr. Cain is surprised at X’s completely open question.

DR. CAIN: (answering carefully) Well… I think you were created… to make that decision for yourself. However, at Nom Corp. I feel like you and I could begin to-

X: (interrupting) What’s Nom Corp.?

DR. CAIN: (explaining) Oh… That’s where you and I are going. That’s where I work.

X: (curious) Why?

DR. CAIN: (muttering) This is going to be a long ride…

-ripple effect-

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EXT. PINE MEADOW CEMETARY – DAY

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X lightly chuckles to himself as the pastor proceeds with the eulogy. Then his smile quickly fades into numbness once again.

PASTOR JOHN: At this time I would like to share a poem by American Poet, Bessie A Stanley, called “He has achieved success”:

He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much:

-Pan to the Reploids from the 15th Research Department who had worked the closest with Doctor Cain.-

PASTOR: (continuing) …who has enjoyed the trust of pure women,

-Pan to Iris and Colonel who stand alongside the Repliforce GENERAL.-

PASTOR: (continuing) …the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children;

-ICE WOLFE, WHITE WOLF and NIGHT WOLF of the 13th Unit Wolfpack nuzzle their sad young pups. The 5th Unit Police Squadron stand by them with folded arms.

PASTOR: (continuing) …who has filled the niche and accomplished his task;

The 11th Unit Medics and 12th Unit Miners nod.

PASTOR: (continuing) …who has left the world better than he found it;

X looks up to the sky while Zero looks away.

PASTOR: (continuing) …whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul;

ZARRICK, an ex-Maverick Hunter smiles from the back along with his friends GEAR-RIG and SKID. Despite leaving the group, they are still close friends to their former Unit, the 9th Special Ops Battalion, who stand by them.

PASTOR: (continuing) …who has never lacked appreciation of Earth’s beauty or failed to express it;

The 16th Environmental Unit perk up and smile at the thought.

PASTOR: (continuing) …who has always looked for the best in others and given the best he had.

Pan over to CAPTAIN, the Commander of the Maverick Hunters who frowns. The 7th & 8th Armored Air Cavalry stand with the 6th Maritime Unit as they comfort one another.

PASTOR: Whose life was an inspiration; Whose memory a benediction.

With folded arms, Magma Dragoon shares a stern nod with his grim, 14th Unit.

The Pastor looks at them after finishing his reading. Then he takes a deep breath.

PASTOR: To say that Doctor Cain was a good man is an understatement. He was a diligent scientist, a dignified scholar and a gentleman. He put his heart and soul into all of his work, and gave it to you; his children. He was the type of person who would stop everything, no matter how important, just to make sure you were having a good day.

X sniffles at the reminder.

PASTOR: These are the qualities that bring us to God. They allow us to enter the Kingdom of Heaven and grant us a life Eternal peace and happiness.

X nods as he lets out a breath of relief, while Zero sighs with rolled eyes.

ZERO: (v.o, thinking) What a crock...

PASTOR: On Earth, his legacy will continue to thrive now and forever through you; his Reploids. But I'd like to think that somewhere up in the sky… right now Doctor Cain is already working on his next exciting project.

He offers a warm smile and allows time for a brief pause.

PASTOR: Thank you for joining me this afternoon. This concludes our service for today.

-pan up to the sky above-

NARRATOR: (v.o) Personal Log: File - 00

Today was the passing of my creator. And to be honest, it was quite numbing to my sensory receptors, for I had never even met him. However, his Eulogy was so moving. So touching to the DNA Soul… that it feels as if I’d known him throughout the entirety of my short life.

Which is impossible, considering that my Pod would never activate had the circumstances…. Well anyway…

Dr. Cain's notes must live on through me now... But who am I?? For now, just consider me an observer. In time, I think the entire Reploid Community will come to know me very well.

-pan down to the ground -

With Doctor Cain's coffin freshly buried in place, there is no need for the Reploids to congregate at Pine Meadow Cemetery any longer. The Maverick Hunters and Repliforce begin to bid each other farewell.

NARRATOR: (v.o) He was clearly loved by his peers, the Maverick Hunters.

We see members of the 5th - 9th Unit slowly leave the area as they console one another.

- Pan to SLASH BEAST, JET STINGRAY and STORM OWL of The Repliforce, who slowly take their leave. –

NARRATOR: (v.o) The Repliforce seemed a bit more distant, but their mere presence was honorable. Dr. Cain was clearly a highly respected member of their Community. I can only hope that I would receive such high regard in the future, given the chance. In the meantime though, I shall follow through with his Initial Plans. I will monitor the progress of The Maverick Hunters and The Repliforce carefully. He trusts that my A.I Processor will allow me to decide which faction to join when the time comes.

The 11th - 14th Unit slowly file out of the cemetery towards their Squadron Carriers.

NARRATOR: (v.o) My only question is…. if both organizations are cooperatively working in tandem towards the same goal…. How will I know the difference…? I trust that this will be answered in time. Or perhaps that is just another mystery to life, that I’ve yet to discover…

As most of the Reploids in attendance clear the area, Captain shakes General’s large hand with two of his own. Their Silver and Gold bodies shine against the sun as the whiskers on their faces bear an uncanny resemblance. Although General is approximately 3 feet taller than him, Captain cannot help but smile at his Repliforce counterpart and like him more, simply out of vanity.

CAPTAIN: Thank you for coming.

GENERAL: Of course. I wish I could stay and join you for the reception, but I must return to Headquarters.

CAPTAIN: No worries, General. We shall meet for lunch another time.. I must be on my way as well.

-pan over a short distance from the two-

Colonel, the General’s second in command, and his sister Iris stay behind to make sure X and Zero are okay.

IRIS: This is so sad!! How are we going to live without him now!!? Everything’s going to be so different!

X sniffles at her raw display of emotion.

She buries her head into Zero’s chest, who comforts her with a light rub on the back.

ZERO: I know, I know…. But its gonna be alright. All we have is each other now…

Colonel gives Zero a crooked look out of his periphery. Innocent as it may be, the sight of Zero's hand running through her long hair while rubbing her back bothers him.

X’s tears stream down his cheeks very slowly as he lets them go. He needs them for release at this point. Otherwise he felt like he would internally combust.

COLONEL: Are you okay, X?

X: (shaken) I… I will be.

Colonel marvels at the state of X. No other reploid has ever been designed to emote at such a capacity. So what made him so special?

X: (crying, upset) It’s just… He was.. like a. ff..ahAhather to me.. And now he’s gone!!!!

X could not contain his sadness any longer. Embarrassing as his sobbing might be, with each sniffle, a brief wave of relief would pass over him, before the weight of his loss came down once again.

Colonel places a firm hand on X’s shoulder.

COLONEL: Don’t cry, X. There’s nothing more you can do…

IRIS: Don’t say that. He doesn’t need to hear that right now!

ZERO: Its true…

IRIS: Hey!! That’s not nice!

X: Its okay Iris.. I know what they mean.

ZERO: Stay strong brother. We're gonna get through this.

X: I know…

X becomes numb as his drying tears swell his cheeks, just under the eyelids.

COLONEL: Gentlemen, if there’s anything that we can do…. Please let us know. We are here for you.

X nods and lets out a short smile.

X: Thank you, I know…

COLONEL: The Repliforce are your brothers in arms and comrades in life. Do not forget that the good Doctor created Iris and I as well. That means that the link between us can never be severed!

X smiles again and nods feeling better.

ZERO: Thanks Colonel. Its great to know that you have our back when we're down. We're not really used to that.

X: You were.. a great help to us on Laguz Island, last week. Thank you for everything.

ZERO: (smiling) What, this guy!? He didn’t do anything. His troops did all the work!

Zero mocks the Colonel in jest as Iris gasps.

COLONEL: Excuse me?

ZERO: (mocking) All you had to do was sit in your fancy chair next to General, I bet!!

IRIS: (offended, worried) Zero!!

ZERO: Relaax, I’m only kidding. Cernie knows that.

COLONEL: …Who do you think sent Out those troops and directed them you nit-wit!? …and don’t call me that! I already told you. No nicknames in public…

Colonel starts to lighten up and show a bit of good humor as he adjusts his hat with a sheepish grin.

Zero shares a look with the Colonel and they both burst out laughing.

X’s emotions jump from worried to confused. Unsure as to why or how, for some reason Zero was very chummy with the Repliforce Colonel. X believes it might have had something to do with their training sessions this summer.

GENERAL: (calling out) Colonel! …Time to go.

Colonel turns to his superior and offers a respectful salute.

COLONEL: Yes sir.

He turns back around.

COLONEL: Well, I must be going. You take care of yourselves; especially you, X.

He turns around and walks away.

ZERO: Hey Colonel! We still on for sparring on Tuesday?

COLONEL: You know it, bud.

With that, Colonel runs off to the General and teleports away with him.

IRIS: I'd like to stick around for the reception if that’s okay with you…

Zero's eyes brighten up as his smile grows wider.

ZERO: (excited) Yeah! That sounds great.

He looks at Iris and puts his arm around her. Then he starts to lead them to the front gate.

She rests her head on his impressive bust as her cheeks flush into a rosy red complexion.

X follows behind the two with a melancholy face.

X: (v.o, thinking, sighing) Oh Marty… We were never like that, but Damn do I miss you…

-a purple flash blinks on the screen-

An image of BERKANA, a wicked, but beautiful witch, lustfully sitting on top of X's pelvis passes by.

X quickly shakes the image out of his mind.

X: (whispering) God Damn it, Berkana…

- Fade to-

NARRATOR: (v.o) Recently the Maverick Hunters and the Repliforce have endured a hardship at Laguz Island. Berkana, a once respected Scientist, unethically experimented with artificial reploid resurrection. She did so by taking the existing DNA Souls, or 'Erasures', of ordinary reploid citizens and placing them into the bodies of formerly deceased Mavericks. Within minutes, every Maverick the Hunters had ever defeated were alive once again. This became known as “The Erasure Incident”. But they had help in the Repliforce…

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Caption: June 1st, 2120

A large reploid with slicked back blonde hair sits at a table with a stamp, quickly reviewing the paperwork of new Repliforce Recruits. His nametag reads “RED”.

In line, SPIRAL PEGASUS and JET STINGRAY are waiting to be cleared for duty.

After looking everything over carefully, Red firmly stamps both forms, looks up at the two and smiles.

RED: Okay! Jet Stingray and Spiral Pegasus. Welcome to Repliforce. Your Commanding Officers are in the next room.

He shakes their hands and points them to the door, where they meet their Team Leaders TIDAL WHALE and STORM OWL in the next room. Standing by them are team leaders; SLASH BEAST and FROST WALRUS.

-cut to-

A grainy image of a Repliforce air carrier looming over Laguz Island appears. The back hatch is open to reveal the team ready for battle.

At each dash, quick grainy images of the Repliforce attacking Mavericks on Laguz Island pass by.

NARRATOR: (v.o) With the help of /Storm Owl, /Spiral Pegasus, /Slash Beast, /Burn Dino-Rex, /Tidal Whale, /Jet Stingray and an Ex-Maverick Hunter known as /Web Spider, the Repliforce were able to defeat every revived Maverick by nightfall.

/Storm Owl clashes cyclones against tornadoes with Storm Eagle.

/Spiral Pegasus blasts heavy winds at Flame Stag.

/Slash Beast savagely slashes Gravity Beetle to death.

/Burn Dino-Rex roasts Morph Moth.

/Tidal Whale overpowers Wheel Gator.

/Jet Stingray destroys Bubble Crab.

/Web Spider feeds on Armored Armadillo's fried corpse.

NARRATOR: (v.o) Maverick Hunter X and Zero were able to quell the threat of Berkana within 24 hours. But there was another threat too, that came to everyone as a surprise. It was what caused my creator's heart attack. And given his data files… I'm not entirely convinced that he won’t return from the grave once again...

-cut to-

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In a dark, dank Lab room, ISOC, a tall, sinister Reploid Researcher with red eyes and a distinguished white beard works with his new partner.

????: Muahahahaha! At last the time has come!!

The small mushroom-themed reploid rubs his hands in anticipation.

ISOC: Yes, Split Mushroom. It’s time to bring our master to the physical plane.

SPLIT MUSHROOM: Hehehehe!! I can hardly wait.

On the large display monitor, SIGMA can be seen in his virus grid-like form, with a large purple aura surrounding his large face. Standing next to him is CYBER PEACOCK, who looks pleased. While Sigma failed to destroy the Hunters on the physical plane, he was able to successfully revive him in cyber space.

SIGMA: (filtered) I trust that you have created the form I designed this time?

Isoc and Split Mushroom look at the body behind them lying dormant on a work table. It is draped underneath a thick black cloak.

ISOC: Yes sir. We followed every specification you desired.

SIGMA: Splendid. Then let’s get on with it.

ISOC: Indeed.

He types in commands and points to Split Mushroom who quickly runs to another console and pulls a lever.

A pointed terminal from the ceiling slowly points toward the body as the device warms up with power.

SPLIT MUSHROOM: (grinning) Hehehee! Very soon, very soon!

ISOC: Stand by. Priming the converter.

The triangular tip of the ceiling terminal opens up to display a pointed barrel of a laser gun.

ISOC: Get ready for transfer… Applying the DNA Signature...

A mechanical cylinder within the barrel of the terminal glows with purple energy. On the display monitor, Sigma's large head slowly begins to stretch and funnel through a digital terminal.

SIGMA: Whoa whoa whoooaaaa!

ISOC: You’re going to feel a pinch, sir. Be patient. Not much longer now.

SIGMA: Ohhh, God!

His purple energy and grid-like face flatten into a straight line as he is virtually siphoned from the Cyber Network and his DNA Signature is transferred into the Energy Converter behind them.

SIGMA: Aaaaagh!

SPLIT MUSHROOM: He's in!

SIGMA: Note to self. If I EVER die again.. I need to learn how to phase through the Network in my Virus Form.

ISOC: Fire on my Mark.

Isoc rushes over to the body and makes sure that it is lined up in proximity to the Energy Converter. Then he shuffles a safe distance away and looks over to his assistant.

ISOC: Now!!

Split Mushroom fires the device and successfully blasts a ray of Sigma's DNA Signature into his new body.

The dormant body on the table comes to life with a spasm. He jerkily sits up on the table as he slings the cloak around his back and puts his hood on. Turning to his right, Sigma plants his feet on the ground and slowly stands up. With the new cloak, he looks as foreboding as the Grim Reaper himself.

SIGMA: Heheheh. Thank you Gentlemen. That’s much better.

ISOC: It is our pleasure. Now that Berkana is out of the way, what is our new plan?

SIGMA: Hm.. As I stated before… This 'Repliforce' group could play a very strong hand in my favor this time around. If I could just find a way to manipulate them.

ISOC: Ahh. ..But as I have brought up before, I think it would be wiser to add numbers to our operation before we attempt to overthrow any Armies.

SIGMA: Don’t misunderstand me, Isoc. We won’t be overthrowing anyone. For now, we wait and gather information on the Repliforce. There is still much we do not know about them. I also agree that we could do with a little more.. company...

ISOC: Yes. Well, this is Split Mushroom - the Reploid who formerly owned this Laboratory. I rebuilt him as a Maverick to assist us in our efforts.

Split Mushroom looks up at them with an evil grin, eager to help.

SPLIT MUSHROOM: Split Mushroom! At your service.

He creates a duplicate of himself and they take a proud bow. Then they dive back into each other as a singular entity once again.

SIGMA: Hmph. I'm sure you could prove as a useful… distraction.

He gestures to the monitor screen, where Cyber Peacock is casually standing by.

SIGMA: You already know Cyber Peacock, I presume. Courtesy of the Late Doctor Doppler. I'm sure he'll prove to be quite an asset to us.

Cyber Peacock unfurls his sharp deadly tail feathers and grins at the screen.

ISOC: Mm, yes indeed.

Sigma walks over to the computer and pulls up a file labeled DN. On screen we are shown the blue print schematics of a bat-themed Reploid.

SIGMA: This is my latest design, Dark Necrobat. We need to build him and finish completion as soon as possible.

ISOC: Ooh, what a remarkable design! Where did this come from?

SIGMA: I worked on it before paying a visit to Laguz Island. If you and the Mushroom build him, I can focus my efforts on manipulating the Repliforce to do our bidding.

Isoc offers a sinister smile.

ISOC: Why stop there? Why not manipulate the Hunters as well to ensure that these two factions will both wipe each other out, completely!?

Sigma's eyes glow as they widen, impressed.

SIGMA: Ooh. I like the way you think. Yes… I think that could do just fine…

He strokes his chin and begins to grow inspired.

- Fade out –

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INT. REPLIFORCE SANCTUARY – Study – NIGHT

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- Fade in –

Caption: September – 2 months ago.

The General sits at a long table in a gigantic luxurious chair reading until he hears a knock on his door.

GENERAL: Hm?

The Colonel walks in, humbly and apologetically.

COLONEL: General, I'd hate to bother you, but I've received some disturbing news.

GENERAL: Hm?

COLONEL: Our intel indicates that Sigma is still alive, sir. And he’s requested an audience with you.

GENERAL: Then I shall meet with him.

COLONEL: But General, are you sure??

GENERAL: I have read his file. I am not intimidated by a Maverick whose true form seems to be that of a parasite.

Colonel's eyes widen.

COLONEL: But sir-

GENERAL: I find it sad, really. Why not sit with him and find out what he wants?

COLONEL: It could be a trap sir. What if he attacks you!?

General simply smiles.

GENERAL: That. Is something I'd like to see.

He cracks his knuckles as his huge hands create an echoing crack at the room. Then he folds them behind his head.

GENERAL: We shall discuss whatever he wants like civilized gentlemen. And if he tries anything, then that will be his last mistake. I assure you.

Colonel looks at his superior with shock and awe.

COLONEL: Sir. For all our sakes, I hope you are right.

GENERAL: Fear not. Let him in. Soon we will all know what this is about.

- Cut to –

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Thunder clashes on this stormy night, just outside of the Repliforce Sanctuary. Inside, the large Golden General sits at a long table in his Study. At the other end of the table is a cloaked figure who bears two eerie red scars across his face as lightning strikes against the window. Sigma was back from the dead, no doubt. But how?

SIGMA: It’s about the Maverick Hunters, General. They are far too eager to please the humans, and continue to hunt down the Reploids. Do you believe they pose a significant threat? GENERAL: …Perhaps… SIGMA: You already know the truth, General. Their sole mission has been to destroy any Reploids who fail to do as the humans order! GENERAL: Hmm… SIGMA: (insistent) It’s in your best interest to stop them now, before they turn on you! You possess enough power to /destroy them! At the dash a heavy bolt of thunder and lightning strikes from nearby, ominously. The General lets the bolt of lightning flash by. He is unfazed by it completely as he seems to stare down his guest. GENERAL: …You are dismissed.

SIGMA: (shocked) What?! GENERAL: I will not betray the humans. Remove yourself from my sight. My business with you has concluded…

SIGMA: (muttering, laughing) Eh, Heh heh heh… very well. But you will change your mind soon, I assure you! /Ha ha ha ha… HA HA HA HAH! At the dash, he gets up from his chair and walks away. A spark emits from Sigma’s staff, resembling that of a very sinister, scythe. It is at that moment, where the General almost feels as if he had been paid a visit from the Grim Reaper himself. Fortunately for him, he knows that logically such a thing could never possibly exist.

Once he is gone, the General slumps in his chair and places his large right hand against his temple. The Colonel knocks on his door and walks back in.

COLONEL: What happened sir?

GENERAL: …He means to start another war with the Maverick Hunters and the Humans. And he dared ask for my help!

COLONEL: What the-? He must be stopped!

GENERAL: No…

COLONEL: Huh?

GENERAL: The Maverick Hunters are our friends, but their battles are their own. We will only engage with Sigma if he personally attacks our Armies.

COLONEL: But sir!! At a time like this, we need to preserve Solidarity.

GENERAL: (shaking head, aggravated) We must remain Neutral.

COLONEL: Its what the Admiral would’ve wanted!!

GENERAL: (piqued) Well I’m not the Admiral!!! All Leadership Programs have been placed in me!! And I determine what’s best for us. Not you. Is that understood?

Colonel stares at his superior and slowly salutes his commanding officer.

COLONEL: My apologies sir. I will leave you to your thoughts.

He abruptly turns around and walks toward the door.

COLONEL: (v.o, thinking) The Maverick Hunters.. X and Zero…! If Sigma comes after you again, I hope you’ll be prepared for him. For I fear that we may not be much help this time around…

-fade out-

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INT. MAVERICK HUNTER BASE – Training Room - DAY

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Caption: November 5th, 2120 - TODAY

X stands in the middle of the Training room and channels all of his power. A white-goldish aura surrounds his body as his normal blue armor is coated in white light by his helmet, chest, arms and legs.

X: Hee-yah!

In a flash of power, X transforms into his Third Armor where he continues to power up.

X: (v.o, thinking) That’s it X. Just keep pushing. Dig deeper into your Potential. (aloud) AaaaAAAHHHH!!!!! HYPER MODE!!

X’s armor coats itself in Gold as his aura is shrouded in a continuously charged state.

X bends his knees and prepares to test his powers once again. Despite this time of Peace, X has learned the hard way that he must continue to train his body in order to maintain his fullest potential.

X: /Yah!!

X dashes around the room across the floor and through the air at all angles as he leaves a trail of golden light behind him.

X: (v.o, thinking) Whatever comes next… I need to be Ready! (aloud) /Hah! /Yah!!

X /punches the air, then turns around with a /kick.

X: (v.o, thinking) Doppler’s Army and his Nightmare Police almost ended us! Then Berkana revived every reploid including an even more-powerful Sigma… Never again. NEVER AGAIN!!

X rages as he air-dashes high in the air, and feels his power heat up through his dash. The reminder of his latest battle with Sigma burns him at his core, and he feels that heat begin to release itself externally.

X: AAAAGH!!!!

X’s Golden Armor fades into a darker shade of bronze and brown at his core, as his outer aura begins to turn purple. He performs a flaming dash that exhausts his entire system and causes his armor to neutralize itself back into his blue form.

X: Whoa!! /Ughgh!

He puts his hands out as his body /slams to the ground.

X: (panting, exhausted) Ah.. hah. I.. can’t… Ugh… I can’t do it yet.

X slowly rises to his feet as he wipes the sweat off of his face.

X: There is definitely a higher plateau to be achieved… I just can’t do it in this armor…

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INT. MAVERICK HUNTER BASE – Meeting Room – NIGHT

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MAGMA DRAGOON: YES! I KNEW IT!! Finally. We’ve got some dirt on the Repliforce!

TURIAN: Hm??

At the 14th Unit Meeting Room, Magma Dragoon and his Unit continue to investigate the Repliforce’s activity at the surmised request of the deceased Dr. Cain. In his final evaluation report, Dr. Cain declared “REPLIFORCE v3 proven ineffective and potentially dangerous,” however the reasoning for this report remained a mystery until now.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Its Burn Dino-Rex! I can’t believe it! I KNEW something was off with him and here it is!!

FRENZY FOXKIT: What are you on about, boss?

TETHLON: What did you find??

MAGMA DRAGOON: He has an Illegal Weapons Warehouse located in Southeastern Kenya and Repliforce doesn’t know anything about it. He’s funding their own crime-prevention! If word of this gets out, their whole organization is finished!!!

FRENZY FOXKIT: Whoooa.

BLIZZARD: Oh my God.

BLAZE: This is huge!!

TURIAN: So what do you want to do??

MAGMA DRAGOON: I’m gonna pay the Maverick a visit myself. Have a little talk with him; Reptile to Reptile.

TURIAN: …You don’t want us to go with you?

MAGMA DRAGOON: No. I can handle this myself.

BLIZZARD: What!? But why??

MAGMA DRAGOON: Maybe we can negotiate and handle this peacefully for once. The rest of the Repliforce are clean as a whistle and they were an immense help to us on Laguz Island.

FREEZE ALOPEX: But he’s a Maverick! What if he fights you??

MAGMA DRAGOON He’s a Fire Element like me. He can’t hurt me….

BLAZE: (insisting) By that logic, I’m a fire too! At least let me go with you.

Magma Dragoon stubbornly shakes his head.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Nope. I just want to talk to him. I’ll make those intentions very clear. Coming as a full group would create a hostile environment. And then you’d all be a liability if he doesn’t cooperate.

TURIAN: Hmph. Well, it looks like you’ve made up your mind then…. Good luck, sir.

- fade to -

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EXT. SOUTH EASTERN KENYA – Illegal Weapons Warehouse – DAY

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Magma Dragoon teleports into the area and averts his eyes from the sun. He walks amidst the patchy dirt looking for Burn Dino-Rex amongst a series of warehouses.

After a moment, he spots Burn Dino-Rex placing a crate of ammunition down in front of a huge stack of crates. Then Burn Dino-Rex closes the gate behind him.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (casual) Hey…

BURN DINO-REX: (surprised) WHAT!?

He immediately turns around and gives Dragoon a look of fear.

Magma Dragoon takes out a badge and holds it in front of him.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (smiling) Maverick Hunter Special Investigations Unit. Got a minute to talk?

BURN DINO-REX: I.. have nothing to say to you!

He immediately guards himself, ready for battle.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Now lets take it easy, friend. Engaging into battle will get us nowhere. We’re both Fires.

BURN DINO-REX: (powering up) Hmmm, I don’t care!!!

He powers up into an aura of flame and dashes after him.

Magma Dragoon sighs and readies himself.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (sighing) So much for that…

He charges into a flame aura of his own and catches his hands, as they begin to pursue each other in a power struggle.

BURN DINO-REX: How did you find me!? No one knows that I’m here!!!

MAGMA DRAGOON: I’m a detective. It’s my job to know things like this.

BURN DINO-REX: You’re going to wish you never found me!

MAGMA DRAGOON: Is that a fact?

Magma Dragoon puts his right foot behind Burn Dino-Rex’s right leg and trips him to the ground, while still holding onto his arms. The abrasive trip turns the move into a tackle as he holds him down on the ground.

BURN DINO-REX: Agh.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Stand down. I just.. want to.. talk!

BURN DINO-REX: Never!

He blasts a heavy wave of fire out of his mouth, which causes Magma Dragoon to lose his grip and cough.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Aghhh. –kuh- -kugh- Come on man!!

Burn Dino-Rex punches him off and gets up.

BURN DINO-REX: Lets go!

MAGMA DRAGOON: (getting up) Ahh. No! You’re a member of the Repliforce who is engaging in Illegal Activities! You have no ground here!

BURN DINO-REX: You just had to stick your nose in my business. Now I have to kill you.

MAGMA DRAGOON: No you don’t. Our factions are allies. If word of this got out, your whole organization would be compromised.

BURN DINO-REX: That’s why I cannot allow you to live.

Magma Dragoon shakes his head.

MAGMA DRAGOON: No man. You don’t get it. You can’t hurt me. And we can’t be seen fighting!

BURN DINO-REX: Hahahaha. You’re scared. I get it..

He pounds a fist into his hand.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Hah. Hardly… I came here to help you out, you moron. I tried to be nice and civil. Maybe cut a deal with you. …But if you’re too dimwitted to see that, then forget it. I’ll just have to beat it out of you to cooperate.

BURN DINO-REX: Hrrraaaaahhhh!

MAGMA DRAGOON: Nyaaaaaahhhhh!!!!

The two flame up and run after each other with burning hands of fire.

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MAVERICK HUNTER BASE – Meeting Room – NIGHT

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Turian, Tethlon, Blizz, Blaze, Frenzy Foxkit and Freeze Alopex watch the footage of Magma Dragoon’s failing negotiation with worried faces.

FRENZY FOXKIT: Aw no!!

BLIZZ & BLAZE: Shit.

TURIAN: I knew this was gonna happen!

TETHLON: What now??

FREEZE ALOPEX: Don’t interfere…!

They all turn to her.

14th UNIT: What?

FREEZE ALOPEX: He doesn’t want us there. You heard him. We’d only be a liability.

BLIZZARD: Are you out of your mind?

BLAZE: What the Hell is wrong with you!?

FREEZE ALOPEX: Excuse me?

BLIZZARD: We have other powers than him. Hell, if you and I double-teamed him, maybe we could stop him for good.

FREEZE ALOPEX: And what good would that do, huh? The Repliforce are supposed to be our allies. Doing that would only create problems.

BLIZZARD: Not if they knew all the facts…

TETHLON: (nervous, hopeful) L-Lets not give up hope yet… Dragoon’s doing pretty okay out there. Maybe he can.. calm him down and.. t-talk him out of it.

Just then, the power goes out for a second and comes back on. The Satelitte Feed has cut off and only shows static.

FRENZY FOXKIT: What the-?

BLIZZ & BLAZE: Shiiiit!

TETHLON: The power went out.

TURIAN: Damn it! We’re offline. We won’t be able to track his progress now.

FREEZE ALOPEX: That’s a sign! Let’s just leave it alone. He’s got this and doesn’t want us there. Those were his orders.

BLAZE: …coward.

FREEZE ALOPEX: You know what? I don’t have to take this. Until I hear otherwise from our Leader, I’m outta here. And you should all respect his wishes too.

She opens the door and walks out of the room.

BLAZE: Hah! Look at her go!! …Bitch.

Frenzy Foxkit turns to her, shaken to his core.

FRENZY FOXKIT: Are you KIDDING ME!!? That’s my Sister!! You guys are… Unbelievable!!!

He grips his Spark Whip extra tight and resists the urge to hit her with it. Or to hit something anyway. Instead he just runs out of the room and follows his sister.

TETHLON: Aw jeez… Now look at what you did.

BLAZE: Shut up Tethlon!

TURIAN: ALL OF YOU. BE QUIET!!!

The group looks at him shocked.

TURIAN: I get that tensions are high right now, but I’m very disappointed in you right now.

BLAZE: We need to-

TURIAN: (Authoritative) We will WAIT HERE, until the System Reboots. …Then we’ll decide whether or not we need to intervene.

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EXT. SOUTH EASTERN KENYA – Illgegal Warehouse - DAY

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Magma Dragoon dashes after Burn Dino-Rex and throws flaming fists at him.

MAGMA DRAGOON: /Hrrgh, /grr, /rrr!

Burn Dino-Rex blocks them all as he backs up with a grin on his face. He turns to whip him with his fiery tail, but Magma Dragoon jumps up and flame kicks him hard in the head.

BURN DINO-REX: Kaaaugh.

Burn Dino-Rex gets dizzy and falls to the ground as his head hits a hard rock. The knock to his gears cause Dino-Rex to go into stasis as his eyes become vacant.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Oh shit… He’s out cold. Well good. That means I can finally talk to him when he comes to. Let’s see…

He looks around to see if there is an open warehouse where they can talk. He’s also probably going to need to tie him down or something.

Just then, Sigma teleports in.

SIGMA: My my… Well done Magma Dragoon!

Magma Dragoon turns around and is spooked by the sight of him. He feels like he just spotted a ghost.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (spooked) Haw!!

His eerie red scars glimmer through the black cloak as his blue eyes glow.

SIGMA: Well… I was kind of hoping to do this with Burn Dino-Rex, but this works out much better, I think.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Wha- What the… Who are you?? Are you his weapons contact???

SIGMA: HAHAHAHAH. Don’t be absurd.

Sigma takes out his scythe and stabs Magma Dragoon with it right in the chest.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Gaaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aahh!!!!

Magma Dragoon is shocked at his core as dark purple energy seems to seep into his armor.

SIGMA: You have a lot of darkness in you. I can sense it. You always have..

MAGMA DRAGOON: (confused, hurt) D-..darkness?

He tries to grip the scythe and fight it, but it just shocks his hand. He has no choice but to bear the pain and succumb to the darkness within. He falls to his knees.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Gaaaaah.

SIGMA: Yeees. That’s it. Look further into yourself and think about what it is that you really want.

MAGMA DRAGOON: …to be the strongest.

He grins evilly.

SIGMA: Yes. You want to be the best.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Better than… X.. and Zero!! It should be ME!!!

SIGMA: Yeeess. That’s it. Now you’re beginning to see.

Magma Dragoon looks up and squints his eyes at the cloaked figure. Then he starts to realize who he’s speaking to.

MAGMA DRAGOON: You’re Sigma!

SIGMA: Yes. It is I… Come to reap your soul and show you the way.

Magma Dragoon nods his head in agreement, corrupted.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (dark, epiphany) I DO want to fight them. I want to defeat them. I always wanted to!! Just to wipe that smug look off of their faces.

SIGMA: Hahahaha!! I can give you that chance… I can grant you that power. If you just do one thing for me.

He looks up at his dark master in awe.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Name it.

SIGMA: Take down the Sky Lagoon.

MAGMA DRAGOON: ..The Research Colony? Why??

SIGMA: A grand gesture such as that marks the perfect return of Lord Sigma to his adoring public!!

Magma Dragoon looks up at him in awe.

MAGMA DRAGOON: O..okay. I’ll do it.

SIGMA: Splendid!

He takes his scythe out from his core and allows Magma Dragoon to stand.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (mystified, brainwashed, perplexed) But first… I h-had.. unfinished business here… with /him!

He looks down at Burn Dino-Rex and points at his comatose body once he remembers why he was there.

SIGMA: Yes. Please attend to your business. I’ll see to it that he cooperates with you completely.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Huh?

SIGMA: Not only will you two agree to keep this little operation hush hush, but in turn, he will allow you to join the Repliforce. That way everyone here can reeeeally learn to trust each other!

He puts an unsettlingly soothing hand on Magma Dragoon’s shoulder as he leads him towards Burn Dino-Rex.

Sigma reaps Burn Dino-Rex’s soul with his scythe and injects his own dark influence into his core, just like he did with Magma Dragoon.

SIGMA: There. That should wake him up.

CYBER PEACOCK: (o.s, filtered) Lord Sigma! Come in.

Sigma receives a com-link from his faithful servant, Cyber Peacock.

SIGMA: (whispering) What is it Peacock?

CYBER PEACOCK: (o.s, filtered) I’m holding the signal for as long as you need, but if we want to make this look authentic, you need to leave soon.

SIGMA: Very well. I’ve done what is necessary.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Hm?

Sigma turns to his new pawn and smiles.

SIGMA: It is time for me to take my leave. But when the time is right you shall receive my signal. And then we will all get what we want.

Magma Dragoon offers a crooked smile, as Sigma disappears.

Standing in front of Burn Dino-Rex’s fallen body, he looks down at his fist with a dark grin.

MAGMA DRAGOON: (v.o, thinking) Soon, X and Zero. I will show you how powerful I really am!

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INT. MAVERICK HUNTER BASE – Meeting Room – DAY

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Turian, Tethlon, Blizzard and Blaze gasp as the satellite feed finally links back up to their monitor.

TETHLON: (gasp) Hey it’s back!

TURIAN: Finally… That took longer than usual.

BLIZZARD: Heeey guys look! He did it.

BLAZE: (smiling) Son of a bitch. He pulled it off.

TETHLON: Hahaha, look at him! He’s so smug, I love it.

Turian runs over to the console and com-links into Magma Dragoon.

TURIAN: Sir! You did it!!

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EXT. SOUTH EASTERN KENYA – Illegal Warehouses – DAY

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Magma Dragoon stirs at the sudden sound of his companion’s voice.

MAGMA DRAGOON: Huh!?

TURIAN: (o.s, filtered) We lost the feed there for a second, but it looks like everything turned out all right!

MAGMA DRAGOON: (dark) Heheh. HAHAHAH!!! Yeees, it did. Now if you’ll excuse me, I still need to talk to this worthless piece of garbage.

TETHLON: (o.s, filtered, stoked) Hahaha, ohhh man! He is fired Up!!

Magma Dragoon smiles at this.

MAGMA DRAGOON: I’ll be home soon guys. Closing Communication now.

He walks over to Burn Dino-Rex and grabs him by the collar of his armor.

-Freeze Frame. Grainy Effect-

NARRATOR: (v.o) Unknown to the Maverick Hunters, Magma Dragoon has been possessed by Sigma! Unknown to the Repliforce, Burn Dino-Rex has been illegally storing and selling weapons to crime organizations all around the World. What this Secret Partnership between Sigma, Dragoon and Dino-Rex may result in, I do not know. But it doesn’t bode well for our future. That is for sure.

#MMX Fanfics #Season IV #Ep. 0 #A Different World #Gate Flashback #Shield Sheldon's death #Doctor Cain #Repliforce #Reaper Sigma #Magma Dragoon vs. Burn Dino-Rex

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