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realityisweird101 · 3 months ago

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My Heart is Yours, Do With it as You Wish. (Pt.1)

toxic drake - one-sided drake - drew angst - 2.8k words

cws: mentions of sh (not depicted), mentions of sewerslide (ex: 'it would be better if he wasn't here', 'he just wants to die', 'without ___ he's nothing'), obsession, mentions of violence (nothing really happens), major mood swings, BPD, throwing up, depression, edd, not taking care of oneself rly, implied underage drinking

aka: batshit crazy drew. ur welcome!!<3

Drew's never gotten the ideal of getting friends. Sure, they were amusing, but Drew never felt anything with other people his age.

So he tried. He really did, he tried making a connection, and it worked, since he had friends, but it didn't feel as nice as everyone said it did. Liam and Henry—they were funny people, sure. Drew liked being friends with them, but only a miniscule amount more than everyone else his age.

But—those…freaks. They made Drew feel something other than just tolerance, which was how he felt about almost everyone else. They made his eyes roll, his teeth clench, his smirk turn from just smugness to full on cockyness.

And so Drew made sure they hated him, so he had a reason to hate them.

It was better than just…nothing, after all. So, he became some sort of bully, which wasn't his goal, but it still made that purple-haired weirdo hate him, and so the rest did as well.

But…but then—

Drew's eyes caught chocolate brown ones. They were warm—so warm, and Drew loved them.

Jake.

Jake Sterling.

That name sounded so right in his brain, occupying it's own space, pushing all unnecessary affairs aside.

Jake.

Jake became his new best friend, and Drew finally understood the ideal of getting a best friend. This…this warmth in his chest was better than anything he had ever felt before. Sure, hatred was better than…whatever he felt before, but happiness felt like fireworks erupting in his stomach, like hot chocolate on a cold, cold day.

Drew supposes that was how he felt before. Cold. With twinges of joy and hatred at times.

So Jake remained his best friend. And the music club remained his enemies. And life went on as it should, with equal amounts of hate and joy, which made his life finally feel complete.

_______

Daisy.

Daisy was a nice person, Drew tolerated her a bit more than everyone else.

(But she was the reason why Jake went away, why he left Drew—left forever.)

Jake liked Daisy. He had an idiotic crush on her, which led him to him leaving Drew, and him joining the music club of all things. But, Jake was still his best friend, so it was fine. It was okay.

_______

“Dreewww! Don't you think about anything other than Jake? Seriously, you're glaring at your lunch as if it killed your grandma. Or Jake, since you probably care about him more than your grandma.” Henry said in a sing-song voice. He was probably joking, but now that Drew thought about it, he never felt anything for anyone else. Sure, he wasn't emotionless, but he didn't particularly care if they broke an arm, or something.

Drew never did care much about his grandma. He had never met her, either, so that was probably it.

…he remembered something his parents said about a dead mother or father, but why would Drew care if he didn't feel anything about it?

“Shut up, Henry. And it's just the fact that he keeps on ditching us to hang out with those…freaks. God, they're probably going to embarrass themselves all over again.” Drew grumbled, picking at the school lunch. It looked gross. Even grosser than usual, and wasn’t that strange.

“If I didn't know better, I would think you're in loove!” Liam snickered, winking seductively, and Drew glared at him.

“No, you idiots. We're just friends, duh.” Drew mumbled. “‘Thought that was what everyone meant.” He mumbled even quieter, afterwards.

“Dude, I get that you're…friends. It's just that you never act like that about Liam and I, and you're practically always obsessing about Jake. It's not really best-friend-esque.” Henry said, taking a sip of his signature lettuce juice, which is…gross, by the way.

“Whatever. I like Jake, I like both of you, I don't like the music freaks, end of discussion.” Drew said, staring at both of them in a way that dared them to disagree.

They changed the subject.

_______

Zoey. Zoey was a strange phenomenon. At first, Drew was convinced he liked her. Maybe it was those brown eyes, or the blonde and pink hair.

Or maybe it was the fact that he could barely piece his memories together, since all the ones without Jake had slipped out of his mind.

…and there were far more memories without Jake than with him, at the time. He had to spend a few days rearranging his memories, since he could barely remember what his own name was.

But, he did care about Zoey, a little bit of happiness which drove him to her. She wasn't nice, but she made the perfect model-girlfriend, so Drew didn't care much.

He did care about her though, he wanted her to be happy, so she didn't know that he wasn't.

But after Jake, Drew's care started to dwindle…

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“Drew? Drew, what's wrong? Drew?” Liam—Liam? That name sounded wrong.

Jake, saying his name, the way his mouth moved.

Jake, blinking, the way his lashes collided as his eyes closed.

Jake, walking, walking closer to him—

Jake, his Jake—

“Mmph.” Drew…Drew, grumbled. His head felt light, and heavy, although his heart felt lighter. He had a headache, and he…where was Jake?

“Drew, seriously, you're scaring me.” Henry said, sounding concerned. Drew didn't know why they were worried.

And where was Jake?

“Wh't's ‘rong?” Drew mumbled, his words slurring together.

Jake, smiling, the way his teeth shimmered in the sunlight.

Jake, holding a remote controller, how he did a stupid dance to celebrate his win.

Jake, crying, as he poured his guts out to him.

Jake, his Jake, his perfect Jake—

“You—you haven't been to school in days, and you won't text us. Or Jake, and you always text Jake back.” Liam mumbled, and he seemed a bit upset by that fact.

Jake, he didn't text Jake back? Oh. Oh Jake probably hated him, and he couldn't have that—

Where was his phone? Wait. When did he get a phone? Why were they in his house? How did they get into his house? How long had it been?

Jake, brushing his hair.

Jake, hugging him, telling him it would be okay.

Jake, calling him when Drew couldn't breathe—

Jake, his oxygen, his sun, his world—

“Drew, talk to us. Your eyes keep on going hazy—have you even eaten? Have you slept? What's wrong?” Henry tried, his hands on Drew's shoulders, shaking him, and Drew blinked.

“‘M okay. Uh…jus’...tired.” Drew mumbled, and tried keeping the haze of Jake from obscuring his vision.

“Shut up! You're not fine, Drew. You're—you're not anything! You're sitting here, doing God knows what! You're not talking to anyone, not contacting anyone, and you won’t even eat, sleep, or anything!” Liam burst out, and, and—

He had eyebags under his eyes, his usually styled hair was messy—as if someone brushed a hand in it too many times, and he was dressed in only sweatpants and a loose shirt. He looked stressed. But Drew didn't care because Jake—

Drew wanted Jake to hold him. He wanted Jake to love him. He wanted Jake, point blank. He…

…felt a tear roll down his face.

“‘M sorry, okay? I didn't—I'm trying, to be a human, to be real, to be Drew. I'm trying to be alive, to eat, to sleep, to be functional. But nothing matters and I'm trying to find something that matters but the only thing that matters is Jake and he's gone.” Drew gasped out, and he was.

“Drew—Drew. Don't—Don't cry. It's—Jake's not gone, he's here, we're here, aren't we enough?” Henry said, and he had tears streaming down his face. Drew couldn't, he couldn't look at one of his best friends cry like that—

He let himself drift away with the haze, because in the haze there were no heartbroken friends, no aching hearts, no need to be human.

In the haze there was Jake.

And Jake was enough for Drew, better than the world, than the sun, than anything else in the world.

_______

Drew looked at the blonde haired boy beside him, and smiled, wider than he had in a while.

Jake caught his eye, and looked surprised for a moment, his eyebrows shooting up, but smiled back widely, if not wider than Drew.

It made a burst of warmth fill Drew.

Jake was his. He loved Jake. (But not like that, he was a guy. Drew doesn't love guys.)

_______

Drew looked at Jake and Hailey.

Hailey, a stupid freak who had stolen Jake.

Jake looked so happy, he was smiling, he was grinning, he was laughing.

Drew wanted to tear her apart, to rip out her heart, to drive her away.

Jake was happy, he was happier without Drew.

He couldn't be, he wasn't he couldn't—

_______

Drew slammed his back against his bedroom door, glad his parents weren't here, and screamed.

_______

Drew giggled, and stared at the photo in his hand. It was a photo of the ‘Jomies’, and there was Jake and he was smiling.

He looked happy with Drew.

(Not as happy as he was with that freak—)

He scribbled the other faces with black marker.

It was Jake, wasn't it? And he was smiling, and he wasn't with those freaks. Oh, it was Jake, fantastic, wonderful, beautiful Jake.

_______

“Go away, go away, go away, go the fuck AWAY—”

The brown haired boy looked afraid, but left him alone anyways.

_______

Drew didn't want to get up. He didn't want to do anything.

He wanted Jake. He needed Jake, but Jake didn't need him.

Oh, wasn't that funny?

The one, one person Drew loved—loved, wasn't that hilarious?—had left him.

And Drew called him a freak, the final nail in the coffin.

God, Drew couldn't, he couldn't he couldn't breathe he couldn't speak because—

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Drew: hi

Liam: drew? drew r u ok? that was heated. r u ok?

Liam: shuld i come ovr?

Drew: no. don't. actually, fuck you.

Liam: ???

Drew: fuck u. if u hadn't stayed with me maybe jake would've stayed. maybe

Liam: drew, dude, ur making no sense.

Drew: i dint care, he's gone, okay? he's GONE. don't you fucking understand? he's gone, liam, he hates me. us.

Liam: drew, pls, are u okay?

Drew: fuck you. fuck you. fuck you.

Drew: he's gone, and ur asking if im okay? he's gone, he's gone, liam.

Drew: go away, fuck you, fuck me, i should've done something. i should've just left the freaks alone because i already felt something and so there was no point and it's all my fucking fault oh god

_______

Jake won the competition.

Drew should feel happy about this.

(He doesn't.)

Maybe something’s wrong with him. He knew something was wrong with him. He just…ignored it, because it didn't matter.

But that was the problem.

Nothing mattered.

Everything felt insignificant. He felt things, but he felt things so minorly that most of the time he could barely manage a smile.

And so—so when he felt an actual emotion, it was overwhelming and he needed—

_______

He screamed and screamed and screamed until his throat felt raw—

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Crimson.

The color reminded him of something.

Of freckles, eyes, and soft words.

And disgusting jokes.

But all he could think of was chocolate brown eyes.

Of warm hugs.

Of stupid jokes and stupid haircuts.

Of love.

Something hurt.

Maybe it was his heart.

_______

Henry: drew? drewy-bear!!!

Drew: ?

Henry: OH HI I DIDNG THINK U WOULD ACTUALLY RESPOND

Henry: haha i mean hello dude

Henry: uve been ghosting us 4 a while now, u okay?

Drew: yeah

Drew: im fine

Henry: we could come over, if u'd like.

Drew: No.

Drew: don't. I'm fine.

Henry: …

Henry: that wasn't a question, dude:)

Henry: we're coming over.

_______

Drew wrapped bandages around his arms because they were bloody and he didn't know why.

Jake was still gone.

He hadn't texted him, or anything.

Drew felt…he felt…shit—

“Drew! You look like shit!” Henry exclaimed, and Drew jumped. He had a grin on his face, which faltered slightly when he actually looked at Drew. “Really, really fucked up shit.” He added, more concerned that time.

“Yo.” Liam said, looking slightly better than he did the last time Drew saw him. “Oh, you do look like shit. Have you eaten? Or slept? Or showered? It's been like, a week, dude.” Liam asked, and Drew blinked at him.

It felt like much, much longer.

Henry and Liam helped him eat something, and didn't say anything when he couldn't manage anything down.

Henry and Liam helped him take a shower, and brush his teeth.

They helped him re-dye his hair, because his real hair color made him feel antsy.

They helped him clean up his room, which had become a mess.

They helped him go outside. Only for a short walk, but it was something.

They helped him feel human.

They saw his arms, which Drew couldn't clean because he didn't want to see them.

They hid all his sharp items, for a reason Drew couldn't understand.

They played a video game with him.

They stayed the night, and they all had a cuddlefest during the night.

They didn't say anything when he woke up during the night, they didn't say anything when he cried in their arms, they didn't say anything when he couldn't breathe.

(Well, they did say something. But only good things.)

They made him feel human again.

But of course, that just had to get ruined—

______

He screamed, he screamed because he needed Jake and he was gone and he screamed and screamed and—

______

He wanted to cry, to cry and cry and die.

Not die. That was a bit too far.

(But he was nothing without Jake, so what was the point in living?)

______

Everything felt hazy.

He took a sip.

His head felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

He took a sip.

Where was he anymore?

He took a sip.

He couldn't remember anything.

He took a sip.

He was outside somewhere, wasn't he?

He took a sip.

“Drew?”

He dropped the bottle.

_______

Drew opened his eyes, which felt much too heavy. His arms stung—that wasn't good. He couldn't remember what happened last night, but his head was throbbing and his mouth tasted acidic.

“Drew, you awake?” A soft voice spoke, and Drew felt his heart melt somewhat. “You—you okay?” The voice asked, and Drew hummed.

“‘Mm, ‘m ‘Kay.” He mumbled, “head ‘urts.” He huffed, and opened his eyes a little. The light burned his eyes, as he suspected, but he could see brown hair and red eyes.

Liam.

Huh. Why did he go to Liam's house?

“You're lucky my parents aren't here, y'know. They would kill me if they knew I had a guy over. ‘Specially if it was you.” Liam huffed, and Drew's face twisted in confusion.

“Why especially me?” Drew asked, and Liam didn't answer.

“...Drew. How…how…how'd you get something sharp? I just…I thought me and Henry…” Liam started, and Drew stiffened. He…he didn't—

Liam didn't push any further.

Drew was glad.

_______

The first time Drew went to school without Jake was two weeks after they stopped being friends. No one really noticed Drew was gone, and so no one noticed he had come back.

“Yeah! You're back! The Dromies are back together!” Henry exclaimed, a wide grin on his face.

And…and Drew felt something.

“What the hell are the Dromies?” Drew asked, rolling his eyes. Of course, during his fit Henry and Liam went on to name their trio something stupid.

“Homies, but Drew style!” Henry exclaimed, shooting finger guns at Drew, who cringed.

“Uh. I do not have a style, thank you very much. Never do…that, again.” Drew said, gesturing at all of Henry. Liam let out a choked laugh, and suddenly Henry started laughing as well, and well, if Drew started laughing a tiny bit, no he didn't.

_______

Drew saw Jake in the hallway and his heart dropped.

He looked…so happy.

He was with the freaks—the entire gang, and of course he and Hailey were glued together like peanut butter and jelly. He was grinning, joking around, and laughing whenever Hailey blushed.

Blushed.

Were they dating?

Were they—

Drew rushed to the nearest bathroom, and puked his guts out.

He couldn't even look at Jake.

How pathetic.

_______

And that's the end of pt.1! errm i hope it was ok?? idk. so like it's disorganized in the writing and that was on purpose bc ofc drew's head is a bit mushed up at the moment. if it doesn't make sense at some parts, it probably isn't rly supposed to, but u probs still get the gist that drew is OBSESSED, riggght?

also. the way Henry and Liam are handling what's going on may seem bad (ex: not telling anyone, not getting drew any help) but i don't rly think so bc for teenagers the way they dealt with it was pretty cool, and if they told anyone drew would probs js not improve at all and probs would've gotten worse so like idk js wanted to let yall know that. they were probs kind of freaking out as well so that's a reason.

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celticcatgirl2 · 8 months ago

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“…wow….”

“….we actually let the old fart dress us like that huh?”

“Oh like what we wear now is that different…”

#shut up alex #personal #marvel universe #marvel #x men 97 #x men #cyclops #jean grey #beast #professor x #angel #iceman #charles xavier #scott summers #hank mccoy #henry mccoy #bobby drake #warren worthington iii

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emmywlemmy · 1 year ago

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Jomies angst

#emmylemmy #my art #jomies polycule #jomies #tmf henry #tmf plum peach #tmf liam #tmf jake #tmf drew #henriam #Jake x liam #Jake x Henry #drake tmf

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lorena12me · 1 year ago

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The Last Grand Theft

Here in AO3

Summary:

In a world where Tim lost his parents and was never Robin, the only ones who reached out to him were Bernard and the Dowd family, Tim owes them for taking him in and Bernard too owes them for allowing him to help the person he loves most in the world. They will go out of their way to show that they are helpful and can be trusted. It doesn't matter if helping pull off muggings and robberies in Gotham City is the way to do it!, it's what you do for family, right?

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"Speed up, Red, speed up!" yells Prod as he shoots for the car window and Tim hits the pedal and drives in reverse, making the streets just a blur of indistinguishable lights. Tim only has eyes to dodge the vehicles that cut across mid-street as they flee from the greatest threat of a Gothamite criminal.

The Bats.

As a child, Tim had imagined a thousand times to be one of Gotham's protectors, flying through the air as the city shone beneath his feet, growing up and helping under the guidance of the incredible bat and his ever-growing flock of birds, making a name for himself in the world's superhero and vigilante community.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that his parents would end up dead in an attack that Batman and Robin failed to stop when he was fourteen and then he would be sent into the system, spending a couple of years bouncing from house to house until Bernard managed to convince his father and mother to help him.

He would never have guessed that the reason his parents had been so reluctant to take him in wasn't because they hated him or resented his friendship with Bernard...It was because....

"Stop!" shouts Spoiler's female, imposing voice as he tries and fails to fire his grappling hook into the tires of their armored vehicle, flanking them with his motorcycle on the left as Black Bat's shadowy figure swooped in from the right in his own Bat-branded vehicle.

"Holy shit!" Prod or better known as Bernard Dowd, her boyfriend, exclaims as he extends his hand towards the inside of the vehicle, in Tim's direction "Red, the rubber bomb!"

Tim hurries to pass her the little green beads of his own invention, recently perfected and watches as his partner tosses them towards Spoiler's motorcycle and a blast of the synthetic compound gets tangled in the front tire of her Spoiler-Cycle causing her to lose speed and be forced to brake.

One less danger, but Black Bat is still in the race.

The quietest and second most dangerous bat after Batman (Who is being distracted across town by Mr. and Mrs. Dowd) swoops in. He jumps onto the hood of the vehicle and clings with the black claws of his suit to the metal of the car trying to grab Bernard. Tim pulls his friend inside the vehicle and closes the armored window, while both activate the air filtering mechanism of their masks to avoid being sedated with the capsule that Black Bat managed to sneak in before the window finished closing.

Tim begins to shake the vehicle dangerously, trying to dislodge Black Bat from its hood, when they hear on their communicators Mr. and Mrs. Dowd speak.

"Cargo secured Prod, Red, you may return to base."

Both friends look at each other and nod and Bernard presses the red button which causes the car's roof to detach, throwing Black Bat onto the road. Tim made sure to slow down a bit so the vigilante wasn't going to get seriously hurt, but he still grimaces as he sees her bounce several times on the street before they turn the corner and lose sight of her.

"Performing maneuver D-r345" Tim answers the comm.

"Roger, over and out."

The maneuver is basically to lose any trace of the bats and abandon the vehicle in a designated area where the self-destruct mechanism will activate and erase any evidence and clues that the bats could exploit to find them or discover their identities.

Two hours later, civilians Tim and Bernard arrive home as the bats are just finding the smoldering remains of their vehicle.

"We're home, mom, dad!" exclaims Bernard happily as both boys enter the kitchen where a luscious smell is flooding the house

"Welcome, children" smiles Mrs. Dowd warmly as she tastes the food in the slow cooker and nods in satisfaction "Just in time to celebrate children!"

Both boys take their places at the table as Mr. Dowd comes up from the basement with a bottle of expensive wine and laughs jovially.

"Another successful mission, boys" he celebrates "All thanks to you."

"Oh, it's no big deal... Henry" Tim still has trouble addressing the adults in his life by first name, but he tries "You were the ones who stood up to Batman."

"No dear" Mrs. Dowd shakes her head "Without yours and my son's inventions we couldn't have done it, that sticky liquid actually worked pretty well, Batman couldn't get off the ground fast enough to stop us!" she laughs, pleased remembering Batman cursing as he remained glued to the ground and Robin growling in anger when he suffered a similar fate.

Once upon a time, Tim would have imagined using his brains and inventions to help the bats. Now, all his efforts are devoted to sabotaging them so his boyfriend's family can get away with stealing and destroying shit in Gotham.

Whatever. It's not like he owes the Bat or his pack anything, he thinks angrily when he remembers being at his parents' funeral after Batman failed them, alone and lost enduring the hungry gaze of his parents' associates who couldn't wait to divvy up the leftovers of their wealth.

"It will be a small glass for each of you until you turn 18, boys" Mr. Dowd says as he uncorked the bottle and began pouring wine into the glasses "But you deserve to celebrate with us this great achievement boys, I'm proud of you two"

He was definitely proud as the vault in his basement held several bars of gold and diamonds, stolen directly from the Gotham City Bank.

Tim smiled, feeling that refreshing sense of pride that accompanied Bernard's father's praise. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at his boyfriend and realized he was smiling too, because they had both fought so hard to help the family and deserved to have their accomplishments recognized.

"Now we just have to relax, until the next opportunity" Mrs. Dowd says softly as she finishes putting the food on the table and claps her hands to let everyone know that dinner is about to begin "I hope you are concentrating on your studies, boys, although I know I don't have to worry about you, my little geniuses."

Tim smiles and then his mind travels back in time to the moment Bernard called him on his old, broken phone and exclaimed loudly and excitedly that his parents had finally agreed to take him into their home, so he wouldn't keep hopping from foster home to foster home.

He remembers being terribly frightened, carrying only a backpack with what few clothes he had and an old photo of his parents (he had discarded all photos of Batman after they failed him so terribly), only to be taken to the basement that very night and Tim was horrified, thinking they were going to murder him.

"If you're going to be one of us, Timothy" he remembers Mr. Dowd saying in a stern voice "Then you have to know who the Dowd family are."

Then they revealed to him who they were. A gang of bank and museum robbers. At the time they weren't famous enough to have a name of their own, but Tim already knew of a couple of heists committed by them.

"We are trusting you with such an important secret only because our son has begged us to trust you, we expect you to reciprocate in kind" the "and if you don't..." had been heavily implied.

But Tim no longer had anything to lose and his admiration for Batman had died along with his parents, so he welcomed this new life with open arms and strove along with Bernard to prove to the Dowd's that he was useful.

They had both succeeded. Bernard had even confessed to him that since Tim had been with them, his parents had become more proud of Bernard since they had made themselves useful and devised new devices and codes and plans so that the heists managed to get bigger and bigger and the family made their own name.

They had gone from being ordinary thieves to practically Rogues in their own right.

Dinner passed in lively conversation, everyone casually commenting on certain parts of their recent heist, which had gone perfectly and needed a polish for the next opportunity.

Dinner ends and they are both sent to their rooms while Mr. and Mrs. Dowd go down to the basement, probably to count and record the winnings.

Tim and Bernard lie down together (they are allowed to sleep together if they keep the door open) and Bernard rests his head on his boyfriend's chest.

"Do you think we'll be able to quit when we go to college?"

"...I hope so."

They had both talked about it and even though it was a little while before high school was over, neither of them really wanted to devote their lives to crime.

"Just..." Bernard whispers "I think if we keep going like this one day they're going to want more than we can handle and we're all going to get screwed."

"...But we don't want to let them down...we have to reciprocate everything they've done for us" Tim recites, because it's the truth. They can't just abandon them like this, they took care of Tim when no one else would.

Bernard nods, both aware that they can only hope they'll be allowed to get out of it safely, before it's too late.

But six months later, Tim and Bernard were led by Mr. and Mrs. Dowd to the basement base and after putting a stack of folders, index cards and maps on the table, they were given the instructions for their new objective.

"We're going to pull off our biggest heist to date" Mrs. Dowd says, all sharp smiles and hunger on her face.

"What's it all about, Dad?"

"We're going to kidnap one of Bruce Wayne's sons and use him to open his private vault in the Wayne Enterprises building."

Holy Shit.

#Tim Drake Doesn't Know Batman Is Bruce Wayne #tim drake #timbern #bernard dowd #timber #red robin #tim x bernard #dc #tim drake x bernard dowd #timbern week 2023 #timbern week #Bernard is “Prod”#Tim drake is “Red”#I don't know the name of Bernard's parents #so I called them “Henry” and “Nina”

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echotrinityme · 2 years ago

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Sweet Lies( Past Stickvin, one-sided Stickprice, other ships)

A/N: I had this idea from reading FuchisaPaper's end call from AO3. Go read it if you haven't read it yet, it's so good.

This takes place during the post-VH timeline... Why do I keep writing about this timeline when I do not like that ending?

Henry listened to Charles's final message one more time before he went to go meet Rupert Price.

He knew it was unhealthy.

Ever since Charles's sacrifice in taking down the Toppat Clan in the orbital station, Henry has been in a slump.

Henry met Charles at a tavern when he saw Charles shooting some Toppats. Charles was surprised when he saw Henry at the tavern. Charles thought he was dead which made Henry look at him in shock. Charles got over supposed Henry's death and quickly explained to him about taking down the Toppat clan in space.

The General tasked him and Henry to take down the Toppat Clan.

The mission was almost successful until Henry and Charles got into an escape pod since Charles did one of his greatest plans. It worked but the orbital station was counting down to explode, they got into an escape pod, and were about to escape the station but, fate had other plans.

A random Toppat opened the hatch and tried to get the duo out but Charles was two steps ahead. Charles took care of the Toppat while saving Henry in the process, Henry was shocked Charles did that. Charles kept holding the Toppat down as the pod's doors closed, Henry was worried about Charles, however, Charles told him he will find another way out.

But... Charles didn't.

Charles didn't find another escape pod... He knew this and told Henry his final message. Henry didn't want to hear the message, he pleaded for Charles to get out or find another pod.

Alas, the orbital station exploded with the dead toppats and Charles with it.

Henry was devastated, and so was everyone in the Government.

General Hubert Galeforce and Rupert Price were especially devastated. The General saw Charles as a son, and Rupert was one of Charles's closest friends. The General had a funeral and a memorial for Charles. It was sad and heartbreaking.

Henry sighed as he left his apartment to meet with Rupert, bowed his head down, put his hands in his pockets, and thought about what happened after Charles's death.

Henry still stayed with the Government and helps out with missions and stuff.

Before Charles's death, he and Henry were a couple. Nobody knew this except for the General and Rupert. However, while Galeforce was happy for the couple, Rupert was not.

Henry and Rupert have a history and it's not a happy history.

Before Rupert joined the military force and Henry joined the Government, Rupert was a cop and Henry was a criminal.

As you were expecting, they didn't get along.

Henry got caught trying to steal from a bank and was put in a cell in a police department where Rupert worked. Rupert would always play jokes on Henry with his best friend and co-worker Dave Panpa. Henry didn't find the jokes to be funny but to Rupert, it was hilarious. Dave sometimes participated in the jokes but he looked like he was forced, Henry thought Dave was too nice for the police force because he was a bit of a doormat.

However, although Dave may be nice he does have his limits. There was this one time that Henry was still in his cell when he saw Dave putting a criminal away next to the cell Henry was in, the criminal was being uncooperative and Henry saw Dave looking annoyed. Then Henry saw what he considered the most aggressive he had ever seen on Dave; Dave said something awful to the criminal and threw the criminal into the cell hard.

After that day, Henry learned to never undermine Dave.

Henry got to the base and found Rupert talking to Victoria and June. Henry came over to them with a smile, June saw him and waved hello to him. Victoria also waved to him, Rupert turned around to see Henry heading toward them. Rupert smiled at him when Henry was next to him now, Rupert wrapped one arm around his waist and resume talking to the girls.

Henry blushed as he felt Rupert's arm around him, Henry looked down at the ground.

Sometimes it felt weird to him that he and Rupert are a couple.

Henry was shocked and suspicious when Rupert, his enemy and the bane of his existence, asked him out. It was a couple of months after Charles's death when Rupert asked him out. At first, Henry didn't want to accept Rupert's offer because he was suspicious of Rupert's motives and he felt like he was betraying Charles, and their history together. However, Rupert convinced Henry that Charles will want him to move on.

Henry leaned his head on Rupert as he heard him talking to June and Victoria.

June squealed silently while Victoria was giggling softly, she was also surprised when Rupert and Henry got together. Rupert told her about his history with Henry and how he hates him. So Victoria was suspicious when she heard Rupert and Henry are dating but her suspicions died down when she saw Rupert being affectionate to Henry.

Rupert grumbled as he went to the General's tent.

"How long do I have to keep playing a lover to Henry?!" he thought as he got to Galeforce's tent.

Before he went in, he thought about what happened with Charles and Henry.

Ever since he was a little kid, he wanted to help people.

He always helped his mom, dad, friends, and others. However, as he got older, he learned the world isn't all rays of sunshine and rainbows. The world is full of harsh realities and hard truths. His mom left him when he was small, his dad became abusive to him, and he didn't have a great childhood to teenhood. But when he joined the police academy right after high school, he finished his training at a young age and made new friends in the process.

Dave Panpa was a meek, shy individual that Rupert instantly took a liking to, and Johnny Panzer was someone who was a decade older than him but he was like a mentor to Dave and Rupert. Rupert was happy for a while, and nothing can change that. But... life is not fair. Rupert's happiness faded away from an annoying thief and the bane of his existence.

Henry Stickmin.

Henry Stickmin tried to rob a bank but ended up getting arrested and put in prison where Rupert, Dave, and Johnny worked. Rupert loved to mess with Henry and so did Johnny. Things changed when Henry was given a package from someone and Dave didn't check the package like he was supposed to do. Unfortunately, the package that was sent to Henry helped him escape and Dave got fired as a result.

Dave's firing was the start of Rupert's grudge against Henry.

Rupert's grudge against Henry got worse when Henry accidentally murdered Johnny. After Johnny's death, Rupert was not happy. He also got frustrated with the police force and he decided to quit and joined the military where he figured he will do more help than the police force. Joining the military gave him the chance to prove himself and he made new friends in the Government.

Charles Calvin was bright, eager, friendly, and overzealous but Rupert instantly bonded with him. Charles can be an idiot because he loved to crash his helicopter into things. He and Rupert always worked together. Rupert thought he will never have to see Henry ever again but life just hates him. Henry was recruited to help them stop the Toppat Clan and Henry bonded with Charles to the point they've become a couple.

Rupert was devastated when he heard of Charles's death and didn't vocally blame Henry for his death.

Rupert went inside the tent and saw the General looking over some reports. Galeforce looked up to see Rupert standing in front of him, he smiled at him. "Hello, Price," he said, "May I ask what are you doing here?"

Rupert crossed his arms, "Where on the whereabouts of the remaining Toppats?"

Galeforce blinked in confusion then he sighed, "Nothing yet, Price,"

Rupert grumbled as he looked down, he didn't like that answer. "But..." Rupert looked up at Galeforce, "There have been reports that the Toppats have several prisoners and one of them is a security guard."

Rupert blinked, "The security guard must be Dave then!" he thought.

Dave have gotten a security guard job at a museum and heard he was missing. Rupert figured he must have gotten kidnapped by the Toppat Clan, Rupert nodded.

"Okay, sir," Rupert responded curtly, "Thank you for the report."

Galeforce nodded as Rupert left the tent, Rupert went to the cafeteria to meet with Henry and the others.

Rupert was staring up at the ceiling of Henry's apartment while Henry was asleep next to him, Henry was cuddling him because of his warmth. Rupert couldn't sleep. Why? His guilty conscience kept nagging him about using Henry. Rupert tried to ignore it. He kept telling his conscious that Henry deserves this, it was all in good fun, and it was the best kind of revenge. Rupert finally fell asleep when it was time to get up.

Rupert was trying not to fall asleep as he sat next to Henry in the clearing, he leaned his head on Henry who smiled at him. Henry handed him a coffee, "Here you go, Thor," Thorn was Henry's nickname for Rupert which at first Rupert hated but quickly got used to it.

"Thanks," Rupert replied as he grabbed the coffee, he drank the coffee.

"Hey, Rupert?"

"Hmm?"

"Thank you," Henry said softly.

Rupert furrowed his brows in confusion, he glanced up at Henry and sat up. "For what?"

"After Charles's death, I was broken... and heartbroken," Henry explained as he got closer to Rupert, "But you came and helped me. I was suspicious of you when you asked me out but after a while, those suspicions went away I feel weird for saying this but I fell in love with you."

Rupert nearly choked on his coffee as his face was now red, and his guilty conscience flared up.

"Oh shit..."

Rupert grumbled as he walked where most soldiers go to to wind down, the bar. The bartender sensed Rupert's thunderstorm of a mood when he saw Rupert coming in, the bartender gave Rupert a drink as the prickly captain sat in front of him. Rupert thanked the bartender and drown the drink. A couple of hours later, Rupert was drunk.

A couple of soldiers were there at the bar. Hayden, Hank, Drake, Josh, Jose, and Howard were there drinking. They saw Rupert was in a bad mood and was drinking. They know to steer clear of him when he is like that. Calvin and Konrad came into the bar. They saw Rupert was on his phone and was smiling like an idiot.

They went over to him, and each brother sat on one side of Rupert.

"Are you texting Henry lewd texts?" Calvin snickered.

"If you are," Konrad added with a smirk, "What are they?"

Rupert stopped texting for a moment, he quickly stood up and faced Calvin which made him and Konrad scared. Rupert was glaring at the twins with his golden eyes that was ablaze with anger.

"No... No, I'm not..." Rupert snarled, he was clenching his fists as he trembled. Calvin and Konrad didn't like how Rupert looked, and the other soldiers stood up and stared at them.

"I will never do that to Henry... because I will never like him like that..." Rupert stated coldly.

Calvin and Konrad blinked in confusion as they trembled in fear, "I have been using him since Charles's death..." Rupert continued, "I have been using this prick."

Calvin gasped as Konrad's eyes widened.

"You have been using him?" Calvin asked incredulously, "Is this supposed to be some kind of prank? If it is, then this is messed up.

"Yeah!" Konrad added angrily, "You're messing with his emotions! That is low... even for you."

"The fucker deserves this for ruining my life!" Rupert reasoned.

"He's already been through enough!" Calvin argued back, "Just because you and he have a bad past doesn't mean you have to hurt him like this!"

While Calvin and Rupert were arguing, the situation was getting tense and some of the soldiers were worried about a fight breaking out. The bartender watched the confrontation with anxiety as he saw the door to his bar opened, and he gasped at who entered.

"Yes. It. Does." Rupert snarled, "He ruined my life and got Charles KILLED!"

Calvin flinched at the last word, however, before he could argue, he saw something familiar behind Rupert. Rupert saw Calvin was not looking at him, Rupert was about to question what Calvin was looking at when he felt something hard rammed into his face. Rupert fell to the ground. Calvin looked back and forth between Henry and Rupert. Calvin saw Henry's expression and he winced, Henry was crying. His blue eyes were red and puffy, and he was trembling.

Calvin peeked at his brother and the other patrons for help. But most of the soldiers didn't want to get involved because they thought Rupert deserved the punch and they were afraid of Henry. Henry quickly got Rupert up and led him to the entrance of the bar. Henry threw Rupert out of the bar and went outside before slamming the door, making the glass crack.

Everyone flinched including the bartender. Calvin stared after Henry, debating if he should follow them. Konrad stood next to him, also debating. They both stared at each other, wordlessly having a conversation. They decided to wait a while. They're hoping that there will be no killing involved.

Henry pulled Rupert on his jacket to the clearing and once there, Henry threw Rupert on the ground and started kicking him.

"You... You fucking bastard!" Henry shouted as he kept kicking Rupert, Henry heard grunts from Rupert who wasn't fighting back. Henry stopped kicking and started punching him.

"How fricking dare you!" Henry couldn't understand what it takes for a person to play with someone's emotions, he couldn't comprehend it.

Normally, Rupert would defend himself in a situation but he's too drunk. He got up and stagger a bit, he stood up and he glared at Henry with his bloody teeth bared.

"YOU USED ME!!" Henry bellowed, "YOU FUCKING USED ME!!"

Rupert still glared at Henry as Henry started laughing while sobbing, "All those times we-" Henry said, voice cracking, "Were too good to be true..."

Henry went up to Rupert who was still glaring at him, "You're such a dirty liar! I would kill you but I don't want your dirty blood on me!"

Rupert raised an eyebrow at the subtle death threat, he didn't think Henry had the guts to kill him, maybe beating him up but not killing him. "Rupert... why?" Henry asked, anger ebbing away and replaced with sadness.

Rupert spit out some blood, and he wiped the blood off his mouth.

"Do you want to hear the brutal truth?" Rupert asked.

" I wanted to mess with you, it was fun to see you head over heels in love with me," Rupert responded before Henry could answer him. Henry gaped, trembling badly, restraining himself from killing Rupert.

"You pretended to be in love with me... What. The. Hell." Henry scowled, "How badly are you screwed up in the head to do this to me!?"

Rupert didn't do anything at first but he exhaled, "None. I did this because you ruined my life and got Charles killed!"

Henry blinked as a new wave of emotions set in, he stopped trembling as he bowed his head down. "Is using me like a toy really fucking worth it?" he questioned, his tone emotionless.

Rupert would have said yes and would have enjoyed the revenge, however, he didn't. Henry ceased his crying, wiped his eyes, and he exhaled a sharp breath. "And I didn't mean to get Charles killed... he saved me..."

Rupert gave Henry an apathetic look, he crossed his arms. "We were supposed to come home together... instead I have to watch him save me from a Toppat clan," Henry continued, voice wavering, "I didn't want him to die... "

"Every day my mind tells me it should have been me... " Rupert's eyes widened when he heard Henry's confession, "I wish he didn't save me, I wish I switched places with him..."

Henry felt numb.

Henry went quiet as Rupert stepped closer, Rupert felt extremely guilty. Without thinking, he held out a hand to comfort Henry but that was a wrong move. Without warning, Henry screeched and pulled out a pocket knife. Rupert saw the knife and was about to apprehend Henry but he was too slow.

SLASH!

"AAAAGH!"

Rupert cried out in pain as he felt his left eye being slashed by Henry's pocket knife, he trembled as tears started brewing in his left eye and felt a stinging sensation. He used his remaining eye to glance at Henry in shock, Henry was holding up the pocket knife which has Rupert's blood. Henry was glaring at Rupert with malice, "You tell me I'm a heartless bastard..." he said coldly, "But... have you looked in the mirror?"

Henry dropped the knife on the ground and left Rupert alone bleeding cause he didn't want to be near Rupert. Rupert stared after him, feeling a twinge of sadness in his heart. He covered his eye and picked up the pocket knife to inspect it. He recognize the familiarity of the knife and gasped when he saw it was Charles's pocket knife.

Rupert went back to the base to get patched up but stopped when he saw Calvin, Konrad, and the other soldiers who were at the bar. They didn't look happy. Some had angry looks, some have apathetic looks, and some just stared at him. Jose went over to him and led him to the med bay. Jose patched Rupert up, and neither didn't say a word to the other.

After Jose was done, he stared at Rupert blankly. Rupert didn't look at him, Jose sighed.

"I lost all respect for you,"

Jose left Rupert alone in the medbay to think about what he has done.

The Government managed to capture the remaining Toppats and freed some prisoners they had. Dave Panpa was one of them. Dave was happy at first to see Rupert but his happiness faded when he heard what Rupert did to Henry and he verbally beat the shit out of Rupert. Dave stopped talking to Rupert after that.

Rupert thought about what he did to Henry and wanted to apologize to him but Henry refused to speak to him.

Rupert was heading toward the bar to celebrate when he spotted Henry heading toward the bar, Rupert quickly ran over to him to stop him. "Henry! Wait!"

He was hoping Henry would listen to him since every time he tried to talk to him, Henry would make up excuses or avoid him. However, to his surprise, Henry stopped. Rupert was now in front of Henry who wasn't looking at him, Henry turned around to face Rupert. He wasn't looking at him. "What?" he said, tone cold and clipped which made Rupert cringe.

"I want to apologize for my behavior," Rupert replied softly.

Henry looked at him, his eyes were glossy. "I'm sorry for manipulating you, using you, and just being a jerk to you in general. I was a prick to you and I know what I did to you was fucked up. I knew I screwed up the moment I started playing with your emotions. And I'm sorry for blaming you for Charles's death... that was uncalled for." Rupert said, his eyes shimmering.

Henry looked at him for a moment then he sighed, he closed his eyes as he inhaled and opened them as he exhaled. "Okay, I don't forgive you,"

Rupert blinked when he heard Henry said that, "Why would I forgive you for hurting me?! I know you don't forgive me for the other stuff..." Henry continued harshly, "You have to live for what you did to me as I do for the lives I ruined."

Henry turned away from Rupert as he began to walk away, "Also, I don't trust you anymore... and I will probably never will."

Henry went inside the bar and for a few minutes, Rupert followed suit. Once inside, he saw every soldier was there. He looked for Henry and he spotted Henry with the Bukowski twins. His eyes widened when he saw Henry's head was on Calvin's shoulder and Calvin's arm was around his waist. He had heard rumors that Calvin and Henry got closer after their nasty breakup. Rupert silently went out of the bar and went back to his tent.

Inside his tent, Rupert got out his secret stash of alcohol and drank from the bottle. A few minutes later, he was drunk as hell. He then started sobbing as he put his hand into his face, he lost three people he cared about and it's two of them were his fault.

His mind kept making up this sweet lie that Henry might change his mind but he knew he lost Henry.

Revenge is not sweet... it's bitter.

A/N: I'm sorry if this is so long... and I was crying while writing this... I know what it is like to be used like a doll so that's why I relate to Henry so well.

#thehenrystickmincollection #the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin #rupert price #charles calvin #calvin bukowski #konrad bukowski #jose gonzales #hayden brock #drake camper #josh taylor #hank stockman #valiant hero ending #thsc valiant hero ending #past stickprice #past stickvin #calvin x henry #henry x calvin

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We are all mutants, you and I!

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X-Factor AKA X-Ipsofacto

#X-Men #X-Factor #Cyclops #Beast #Iceman #Jean Grey #Marvel Girl #Scott Summers #Hank McCoy #Bobby Drake #Henry McCoy #Robert Drake

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"Yeah, like icy bat during a no powers softball game?"

#Kitty Pryde #Amara Aquilla #Jean Grey #Bobby Drake #X-Men Evolution #X-Men Evo #X-Men #Marvel #Beast #Henry McCoy #Professor Xavier #Warren Worthington #Under Lock & Key #lmfao #kitty and magma spying is soooo cute

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𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 || 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

“𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘙𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦: 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘦 '𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴“

Inspo: Henry Verus - REVENGE Henry Verus - loveletter

Pairing: Cassie Howard x Male!reader

Summary: Revenge was always the answer...

Warnings: Angst, toxic vibes, smut, unprotected sex, and even more toxic vibes

Words: 2190

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

A wise man once said, “Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.” The meaning of it was that the person willing to make that commitment, willing to ruin themselves to hurt another only led to their only damnation. But you wondered if he knew how much that matched the situation you had found yourself in.

A situation and place in time where you could only feel the air being sucked free from your lungs. An uncontrollable fury that flowed through your bloodstream. Creating shakes in your hands as you tried to bottle all that you were feeling. Chest rising in falling in quick and angry puffs as you tuned in on the secret you had discovered only a mere night ago. The sounds you had heard upon entering your home. Spotting those all too familiar sneakers by the front door.

Oh, man, you were seething with rage. And hearing those moans, that fragile voice calling out your brother's name. That might’ve been one of the darkest moments in your life. Close behind the videotapes of your father, that has scarred you for life.

And when you entered Nate’s room, you found the one thing that changed your outlook on dating or women. Although Nate was part of the blame, Cassie fell under his spell. She knew half the fucked up shit he’d done in the past, yet, she still followed through on fucking him. She easy. She wasn’t endgame material and you should’ve realized that a while ago.

But that had been the night things changed between you and Cassie. You couldn’t look at her like she was a normal human being. If anything, now, you looked at her like a piece of property- Nate’s property because that was what she was now. It had been the same with Maddy and it was now happening with your girlfriend.

She broke up with you not long after that night, and she was surprised to find you took it so easily. Thinking that she ended things peacefully with you and carried on with her days. But she should’ve been able to see the dark look in your eyes when she ended things. Although you did love her, she was far too gone to be saved. A piece of property was what she was now. Except, there was one thing you knew about Nate’s property and it was that he didn’t like that property to be touched.

So, here you were, standing in the far corner of the party ensuing around you. Falling Back by Drake blasted in the background as you continued to stare at your ex. Seeing her smile and enjoying her time with your brother. Feeling that guttural rage begin to build and build each moment you watched. The fact that they were happy, genuinely happy with one another was a shot in the back. Not only by your brother but by Cassie as well.

You wanted to set their world on fire. Just the idea of them suffering as you slowly widdle down their psyche was just blissful. Pretty fucked up, but the fact that Cassie had practically moved into your house, you weren’t merciful anymore. Especially now that you and your father spent most of the nights with football on, beers in hand, and hoping that the casters’ voices can block out the moans belonging to Cassie.

No, they didn’t deserve your mercy. They didn’t deserve the side of you that would roll over and accept the reality of the situation. So, when you spotted Lexi in the crowd talking to Kat, a lightbulb ignited in your mind.

Downing the rest of your drink, you made your way across the busy living room and to the kitchen where Lexi was. Entering, you moved past the two girls and to the bottles on the counter. Kat had dismissed herself to pick up Ethan’s call, giving you the chance you needed.

“Hey, Lex,” you greeted, causing the girl to turn around, her soft smile on display at the sight of you. But it faltered when seeing the bags under your eyes and hair slightly astray.

“Oh, hey, Y/n. How’s your night going?” She asked with a soft chuckle.

You pursed your lips with a shrug, offering a forced smile. “Just as anyone could expect nowadays.” Glancing past the girl, you could still see Cassie hanging onto Nate’s side. You nodded to the pair, a stab of pain in your chest. “But they look like they’re having fun though.”

She glanced over, scoffing at the sight of her sister drunk and being with Nate. “She’s going to get her heart broken in no time. After everything he’s done, she still goes to him.” You offered a red solo cup to her, pausing her ranting as she thanked you before she continued. “I mean, how dumb is she?”

Squinting your eyes, you stared at the blonde. “I mean, I dated her, so I can confirm that she is quite dumb. Maybe a few screws loose as well.” Your statement made the girl laugh, enabling a smile to form on your lips.

A lot of your friends didn’t exactly align with your brother as you hung out with drug addicts and the gossip girls of East Highland. Lexi was a part of that group and there was a genuine friendship you had with her. But, if you wanted to get some payback, you would have to twist it in a way that may piss Cassie off. Just the first stab into her heart that might show that this was just the start.

So, with nothing so much as a warning, your arm wrapped around Lexi’s waist and you pulled her into your chest. The squeak that fell from her lips made you smile, tilting your head as you stared down at the girl. “Just play along.”

“Y/n, what are you-” Lexi couldn’t help but stop herself, glancing in her sister’s direction. Finding the blonde watching intently of the position Lexi had found herself in. But the longer she stared at her sister, the longer she found reasons as to why she should listen to you. To get payback. To get revenge.

So, she looked up at you, glancing down at your lips before back up at your eyes. And it was her turn to take you by surprise, taking your breath away with her lips slamming against yours.

The kiss wasn’t what you thought capable from the bookworm. Everything you knew about Lexi was innocence. That and the fact that after a long night of drinking, when Cassie left the room to grab more beer, Lexi had confessed that she was a virgin. Wanting your advice on what may get her past this stage in her life. But feeling this and experiencing it would’ve fooled you if you never were exposed to the vulnerability she had shown.

Lexi’s hands drifted down, moving just past the hem of your jeans and resting over the growing tent. A deep guttural moan was swallowed by the girl, who couldn’t contain the smirk that formed on her lips. The desperate need for air was slowly becoming faded with the need for something more grew.

But it was short-lived by a livid blonde who wasn’t afraid to shove Lexi away and sweep you away. Looking over your shoulder, you gave an apologetic smile to Lexi. She was still trying to recover from the intensity, face red and lips beginning to bruise. It was adorable.

And when you found yourself pushed against a door in a room with no lights on, you couldn’t help but smile in amusement. Finding the amount of anger written on Cassie’s face to be adorable coming from someone who had no right to be this angry.

“Hello, Cass,” you greeted smugly.

“What do you think you’re doing with my sister? Going to use her to get back at me?” Cassie spat.

“Well, it got us alone, didn’t it?” You inquired, making the girl hush. A sigh fell from your lips, shrugging. “We’re just getting to know each other a bit better, you know?”

“Don’t be a fucking asshole. You look like a little pussy doing this. You know that, right?” Cassie said. “I mean, you are acting like a child by trying to have sex with my sister after I broke up with you.”

You laughed, scratching your temple. “Please, remind me because my memory might be a little fuzzy. But who was the one that cheated?” You asked. “Oh, wait! That was you! Now I remember!”

“Dont be a child-”

Before she could finish, you grabbed the side of her neck firmly. Nothing that with substitute as aggressive. You didn’t squeeze. You didn’t pull. You simply grabbed it. But it didn’t seize to make Cassie grasp and whimper under your hold.

Leaning closer, you stared at her lips with an essence of hunger rumbling in your gut. “I never cheated on you,” you stated. “But God, do I wish I did. The embarrassment you would’ve felt.”

Cassie groaned, managing to meet your dark gaze. “What are you going to do about it then?”

A sickening sweet smile crossed your features before you pressed your lips against hers. And then, it felt like everything before. The kiss, the heat, the need for one another. It was manufactured, but you had missed it so damn much.

She fought against you. The urgency in her hands was evident with her fumbling with your belt. The rattling of the buckle and the groans of frustration with the button made you grin.

Taking the lead, you peeled her shirt off and snapped her bra. Revealing her bare chest as you moved her toward the bed, keeping your lips pressed against hers even when the back of her knees met the edge of the bed.

Peeling her panties off, you pulled your pants off before peppering her neck in kisses. Cassie’s nails dug into your back, a greater sense of urgency in her movements. She was completely putty within your hold and liked it that way.

And some part of you felt horrible doing what you were doing. This wasn’t just to get some sort of moment of euphoric galore. If you wanted that, you would’ve told Cassie to fuck off and just fucked Lexi. At least there, things may have worked out better. But this was a plan that you were making up on the fly. You were scheming to get back at your brother and Cassie.

Forcing her legs apart, you grabbed the base of your cock and lined it up with her fluttering cunt. Ever so slowly, you eased yourself in. A deep guttural groan is ripped from your chest. Cassie was a panting, writhing mess laid out just for you. Her hands grabbed handfuls of the bed sheets in an attempt to find some grounding aspect to the intensity filling the room.

Her breaths were hiccuped and choked out of her when you laid flush against her, hips raising to relieve her of the sense of fullness. But it was only a moment later that you slammed your hips against her, stealing the air from her lungs. Nails dug deeper into your skin until they drew blood, making the line between pain and pleasure blur. Mending together into some sick and twisted turn-on for you. And it sparked the aggression in your body.

And something in the air shifted the energy the two of you had. From pent-up and possible deprivation of one another was now an animalistic desire. Teeth baring, lips sucking, hands roaming and gripping as tight as possible. Sweaty bodies flush with choked moans filling the bedroom.

It was the source of why things ended so quickly. Cassie trembling beneath you and your cock twitching around the vice grip of her velvet walls. Sweeping a few strands of hair from your face, you placed a firm hand on her stomach and slowly pulled out. Hearing the girl whimper and whine. “Good girl.”

Cassie lay there, catching her breath as you disappeared from her vision. She could hear the scuffling of clothes until the weight beside her sunk with the sight of you pulling your jeans up. A wandering hand grabbed your arm. You looked back at her for a moment, but ripped her hand off of you, making her frown. “What’s wrong?” She mumbled, sitting up on her elbows.

“If you thought this was up making up for your idiocy, then you’re sadly mistaken, Cassie,” you stated. “I mean, I knew you were fucking clueless sometimes, but you are breaking the world record.”

The hurtful comments made Cassie purse her lips, looking away from you.

“Oh, and Cassie?” The blonde sniffled, turning her head and watching you stand from the edge of the bed and straighten your shirt out. A devilish grin etched on your lips as you shrugged. “You deserve to be lied to, but I’ll spare surprising you.” Placing your hands on the frame at the foot of the bed, you shook your head. “I cannot wait to see him tear you into pieces.”

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X-Men: The Next Mutation (Revised)

I'm sure some of you reading know by now, almost a year ago, as one of my earliest posts on this site, I shared an idea I had for an new cartoon based around the X-Men titled "X-Men: The Next Mutation"

And people really seemed to like it.

But looking back at it, while I don't think its bad by any means, I do feel like I could've gone into more detail on a few things.

So in honor of the recent release of the long-anticipated X-Men '97, I've decided to revised the concept and make it a little more fleshed-out.

So without further ado, let's get started!

A lot of my previous points from my original post still stand, but just to recap....

This series would essentially be a spiritual successor to Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Just like that series, it feature will an all-new take on the X-Men. Though they wouldn’t nearly as drastically changed. Along with that, the series will make the X-Men more powerful than most of their other iterations through Secondary and Tertiary mutations.

In the comics, from what I’ve read, additional Mutations are rather rare, only happening to few mutants.

Essentially this series will be expanding on the concept of Secondary Mutations, as in this universe, they’re far more common among mutants, with about 90% of the population often experiencing them during early adulthood.

Tertiary Mutations, however, are a lot rarer, with only some mutants experiencing them in their lives.

Though on this case on Mutations, they would be categorized and labeled in a similar fashion to the Quirks from My Hero Academia.

The animation for this series would be done by Flying Bark Studios, the same studio that not only did the animation for Rise, but also other shows like Glitch Techs and Monkie Kid.

And I mean….you seriously wouldn’t want a Marvel cartoon with animation like this?!

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I can already feel the whiplash people would have after seeing something like this (and X-Men '97) after having spent a decade with Marvel cartoons with stiff and cheap animation.

As for the art-style, in contrast to the more realistic (and obviously MCU adjacent) style that Marvel’s previous cartoons had used during most of the 2010s, X-Men will have a far more stylized and exaggerated.

Originally, I choose ArtFrenzyBoris as the one do the art-style for this show.

But after thinking about it, I feel like fellow Deviantart artist Garth2The2ndPower would be a perfect choice as well.

Her art-style just screams that it would translate well to animation.

The best way I could describe her style is like a perfect fusion between Japanese anime and Western cartoons.

Its look is quite reminiscent of anime, but you can clearly tell hat it was made in the West.

Plus, it looks like it came straight out of an action cartoon from the mid-to-late 2000s/early 2010s.

Another awesome thing about her style is just how incredibly expressive it. I love when animated characters are allowed to actually feel, well, animated.

It just makes them feel more alive in my opinion.

And given the animation studio Garth would be working it, that’s a must.

Anyway, here’s just some of the art she's done….

Similar to Rise of the TMNT, the series will sport a more comedic, light-hearted tone than its previous iterations and be more episodic with some story arcs sprinkled about. I know some people are gonna have a problem with the first detail thanks to one particular show that I’m not gonna mention making people think that anything remotely comedic involving long-existing superheroes is automatically bad. But similar to Rise, despite being more light-hearted and comedy focused, it won’t shy away from dramatic or emotional moments. As for the latter, that won’t be problem since the 90s show and X-Men Evolution did the same thing as well.

Also, might be a bit controversial, but the way mutants are viewed in this universe is a bit more neutral than most iterations. While some of humanity still hates and fears them, others are actually fine and even like them. I’ve always liked it when the X-Men actually had human supporters (or at least humans who actually appreciate what they do), which most adaptations almost never really explore.

The series will also feature various romantic relationships. Some iconic, some rare, some that were set up but never explored, some popular with the fans, and even some that have never really been considered. Also, there will be no relationship drama (or at least drama that isn’t melodramatic or shit). Yes…that does mean you-know-what will be not featured in the series in any kind of way…..and I think we will all be better off for it.

As for the X-Men themselves, the roster is a little smaller than I initially shared for the first post.

And unlike the first post, I'll actually be diving into their characters apart from their powers.

But before I do that, I do want to bring up this cool detail.

The X-Men in this series (at first), will be wearing team uniforms similar to their teen years.

And this is what they'll look like.....

Done by TheScarletMercenary, I've always felt these outfits were a perfect modernization of the classic X-Men outfits from the 60s.

Also, there will be some variations on these outfits for some of the X-Men.

Anyway, let's go ahead and actually talk about the team themselves, starting off with the leader himself and the first X-Men, Scott Summers, codename: Cyclops.

This Scott is quite similar to his Evolution counterpart, being far more confident, outgoing and optimistic than most of his other iterations. But he does still have that great sense of discipline and responsibility (which could be the result of his father being an Air Force veteran), that made him the perfect person to be the leader of the team.

Scott himself hails from Anchorage, Alaska, is 18-years old, stands at 6’0 and weighs 187 lbs, has fair skin, a slim (almost gangly-like) but fairly lean build, shaggy brown hair in a curtains style and his eyes are usually covered by either his trademark yellow visor with red lenses or his pair of ruby-quartz sunglasses.

As for his backstory, it's largely the same as in the comics, with only two notable differences.

His younger brother Alex (who I'll touch more on a little later), wasn't separated from him and they actually got to grow up together.

His childhood wasn't tampered/monitored by "you-know-who".

As for what he's capable of....

Scott's Primary Mutation is Optic Blast, which grants him the ability to shoot powerful beams of ruby-colored concussive force from his eyes. However (like in every other iteration), he can’t exactly control them due to a childhood injury. So he has to always wear either his visor or sunglasses in order to keep them at bay. But he does have enough control over them to control the trajectory, size and even density of his beams. From being wide enough to demolish a wall, to light enough to bounce off surfaces. He’s also a surprisingly skilled tactician for someone his age, possesses an uncanny sense of spatial awareness and is trained in hand-to-hand combat.

His Secondary Mutation is Energy Channel, which grants him the ability to harness the energy of his optic beams throughout his body. As you would expect, this grants him new abilities. These including being capable of augmenting his speed and strength to superhuman levels, granting himself the power of flight, and shooting his concussive beams from other parts of his body beside his eyes like his hands and feets.

As for his voice actor, Scott will be voiced once again by his recurring VA, the ironically named Scott Porter.

Next we come to the second member of the X-Men, Jean Grey, codename: Psyche.

Jean is what would expect from any version of the character: spunky, outgoing and caring, she’s sort of like the big sister of the team.

Jean herself hails from Trenton, New Jersey, is 18-years old, stands at 5'5 and weighs 130 lbs, has fair skin, an hourglass figure with a bottom heavy build, red hair in a bob-cut, green eyes and red lips.

As for her backstory, it's largely the same as in the comics and other iterations of the character.

Jean's Mutation is Psionic, which grants her various telepathic and telekinetic abilities. Apart from the obvious reading the thoughts of others and moving things with her mind, she can also project psionic energy (which is colored pink) in the form of concussive blasts, use said energy to also create various constructs and use telekinesis to grant herself the power of flight.

The reason I didn't put down her Primary (which was Telepath) and Secondary Mutations (which was Telekine) is because Psionic is essentially a combination of the two.

Yep! Jean is one of the only two members of the X-Men at the start of the series that already has their Secondary Mutation, since just like in the comics, she was an early bloomer.

As for her voice actor, Jean will be voiced once again by her recurring VA, Jennifer Hale.

Now we come to the third member of the X-Men Henry McCoy, codename: The Beast.

This Henry (along with the 90s animated Henry) is a true return to the Beast we know and love.

He's intelligent, well-mannered, and one of the most mature and level-headed members of the X-Men, due to him being one of the oldest members. But he still has the wit, playfulness and wisecracking nature of a teenager.

Henry hails from San Diego, California, is 19-years old, stands at 6'2 and weighs 302 lbs, has fair skin, a broad and muscular build with a posture and figure akin to that of an ape, abnormally large hands and feet, long blue hair that was tied up in a ponytail and blue eyes.

We also have the first X-Men with some difference to their uniform!

Henry's wouldn't wear any gloves or boots and his uniform wouldn't have any sleeves.

As for his backstory: Henry’s Mutation awakened the earliest out of all the X-Men, with him having it since the day he was born. This unfortunately led Henry to have a rather sheltered childhood. But during his teen years, he would start sneaking out and secretly playing as a star quarterback for the football team of the local high school. But once he joined the X-Men, he finally got the chance to experience life outside his home without having to do it in secret.

Henry's Primary Mutation is Primate Atavism, which granted him the pinnacle of human intelligence along with a body akin to that of an ape, with the physicality to go with it. His physical capabilities seem to be an amalgamation of various primates. He has the strength of a gorilla, the speed of a monkey, the dexterity of a chimpanzee, the agility of a gibbon and the flexibility of a orangutan.

His Secondary Mutation is Genetic Atavism, which allows him to switch between different animalistic forms whose capabilities are an amalgamation of the animal family they represent. These forms include a feline form, a canine form, a bovine form, a bear-like form, a boar-like form, a pachyderm-like form, and a rhino-like form. But his primary form and the look he'll be rocking for the entire series once his Secondary Mutation awaken would be a sasquatch-like form.

This form would grant Henry a muscular, sasquatch-like build, blue skin, blue fur all over his body, large clawed hands, large feet, sharp teeth, pointy ears, long messy blue hair and blue eyes.

It would also increase his height from 6'2 to 7'2 and his weight from 302 to 402 lbs.

The form would also keep the abilities of Henry's Primary Mutation, but enhanced to far greater levels.

As for his voice actor, Henry would be voiced by Yuri Lowenthal, who I've always felt would be perfect for a younger version of the character.

No offense to his recurring VA Fred Tatasciore, but I don't think he has quite the range to pull off an convincing voice for young man.

Next we come the fourth member of the X-Men and the second-in-command Ororo Munroe, codename: Storm.

This version is a mismatch between her typical portrayals and her Ultimate iteration. Being one of the oldest members of the team, Ororo is quite mature and surprisingly wise for her age. She also has a street-smart and witty side to her as well. And for someone who spent most of her life on the streets, Ororo has this odd sense of regalness and composure. These traits have made her essentially the second-in-command of the X-Men.

Ororo hails from Cairo, Egypt (but was originally born in Kenya), is 19-years old, stands at 5'11 and weighs 145 lbs, has dark skin, an hourglass figure, white shoulder-length hair in the form of braids, blue eyes, gold lips, a black headband and gold lightning bolt earrings.

As for her backstory, it's largely the same as in the comics, except she never got worshipped as a goddess among a tribal community.

Ororo's Primary Mutation is Meteorological, which grants her the ability to manipulate all forms of weather. From thunderstorms and tornadoes, to blizzards and tsunamis. She can also generate and manipulate electricity, manipulate wind, water and ice/snow, alter the temperature of an entire environment at will and her own body temperature depending on her current environment, use wind currents to fly, has an uncanny sense that allows her to predict weather patterns, and thanks to her time as a thief, is skilled in picking locks and physical combat.

Her Secondary Mutation is Element Phase, which grants her the ability to transform her entire body into either an electrical, wind, water or icy form. This not only makes her nearly invulnerable to damage (as most physical attacks would just phase right through her), but also enhance her physicality in some ways. Her electrical and wind forms would grant her superhuman speed, agility and reflexes, her water form would grant her elasticity, and her ice form would grant her superhuman strength and resilience. She can also create physical constructs out of the elements, even with her own body, the Secondary Mutation grants her much greater control over the weather than before, and she can even turn into an elemental giant by absorbing the elements (like the air and water) around her.

As for her voice actor, she would be voiced by previous recurring VA, Danielle Nicolet.

Now we come to the fifth member of the X-Men Wren Worthington, codename: The Angel.

You may have already noticed that I referred to Angel as Wren Worthington instead of his full name, Warren Worthington III.

Well that's because in this series, Angel is a female rather than a male.

The reason why I choose to do this is because seen a lot of recent fan reimaginings of the X-Men having Angel either being a female or non-binary, and I thought that would an interesting change to do for the character.

Personality-wise: she’s spirited, carefree and often has her head in the clouds (both figuratively and literally).

Wren hails from New York City, is 18-years old, stands at 5'11 and weighs 145 lbs, has fair skin, an hourglass figure with a muscular build, long blonde hair, blue eyes, sky blue lips, black bird earrings and a pair of big white wings on her back.

As for her backstory: Wren was born into a life of wealth and privilege. However, everything change when her Mutation awakened, which brought her into conflict with her father Warwick, the CEO of Worthington Industries and a hater of mutants. He desperately tried to keep the fact that his daughter was a mutant under wraps. This led to Wren having something of a sheltered life during her adolescence. Thankfully, the X-Men came along and Wren was finally able to be free.

Wren's Primary Mutation is Avian Flight, which granted her bird-like wings that allows her to fly. Her body is also naturally adapted for aerial transversal, can fly at superhuman speeds and possesses enhanced lung capacity and eyesight.

Her Secondary Mutation is Healing Light, which grants the ability to manipulate a special kind of light with healing properties. She can also use the light in an offensive manner and thanks to its properties, Wren also has an accelerated healing factor similar to another member of the X-Men.

As for her voice actor, she would be voiced by Grey Griffin, who I felt would be perfect for a female version of Angel....or any character voiced by LOB.

Next we come to the sixth member of the X-Men Kurt Wagner, codename: Nightcrawler.

He's what you would expect from any version of Kurt: kind-hearted, well-mannered, caring, and a devoted Catholic.

Kurt hails from Germany, is 17-years old, stands at 5'7 and weighs 164 lbs, has blue fur-like skin covering his entire body, a slender build, shaggy dark blue hair, full yellow eyes with no visible pupils, pointy elf-like ears, slightly fanged teeth, three fingered/toed hands and feet and a long pointy demon-like tail.

As for his backstory: Kurt always had it rough. Ever since he was born, he was cursed with the appearance of a demon. He was able to make the most of it by becoming the star of a traveling circus, which made people believe his appearance was just part of the act. However, when the public discovered that wasn’t the case….they didn't really take it well to put it lightly. Luckily, the X-Men came in time to save Kurt him from a slow and painful demise.

Kurt's Mutation is Shadow Move, which grants him the ability to teleport anywhere in a limited radius through a cloud of black brimstone. Thanks to his peculiar physiology, he’s also naturally agile and flexible, can become nearly invisible in shadows, has night vision and is a skilled swordsman.

Yep, Kurt is gonna be showing off his swashbuckling skills here! Three-Sword Style BABY!

As for his voice actor, he'll be voiced again by his recurring VA, the previously mentioned LOB, Liam O'Brien.

Now we come to the seventh member of the X-Men Piotr Rasputin, codename: Colossus.

Piotr is want you would expect from any version of the character: a gentle giant with the heart of the artist.

Piotr hails from Russian, is 17-years old, stands at 6'9 (7'4 in steel form) and weighs 260 lbs (495 lbs in steel form), has fair skin, a broad and muscular build, black hair in a flat-top almost buzz-cut like style and blue eyes (full grey when in steel form).

Also, just like Henry, he doesn't have any sleeves on his uniform.

As for his backstory: Piotr used to live a simple life as a farm boy. But after his Mutation was exposed, he and his family found themselves in great danger. But thanks to the X-Men, the Rasputins found a new home here at the Westchester District, where they could remain safe.

Piotr’s Mutation is Organic Steel, which grants him the ability to convert his flesh and skin tissue into a steel-like substance. This steel form grants Piotr incredible strength and resilience, and when matched with his use of hand-to-hand combat, makes him the team’s resident powerhouse.

As for his voice actor, he'll be voiced by his recurring voice actor, Chris Cox.

Next we come to the eighth member of the X-Men Bobby Drake, codename: Iceman.

Bobby is what would expect from any version of the character: playful, fun-loving and a bit of a prankster and show-off.

Bobby hails from Boston, Massachusetts, is 16-years old, stands at 5'4 and weighs 135 lbs, has light skin, a slim build, shaggy brown hair and light blue eyes.

He also has short sleeves and pant-legs on his uniform, wears no gloves or boots and rocks a black durag with a red X-Men symbol at the center (similar to his Ultimate counterpart).

As for his backstory: Bobby lived a fairly normal life with his family. But when his Mutation awakened, fearing that his family would be put in danger because of it, he ran away from home in order to keep them safe. But he eventually found a new home here at the Westchester District.

Bobby’s Mutation is Moisture Freeze, which grants him the ability to convert the moisture around him into ice and snow. Apart from the obvious freezing objects and creating ice and snow, Bobby also possesses a high resistance to low temperatures (so much so that he can coat himself in a flexible armor of ice) and can create various constructs out of ice. These include the likes of shards, shields, pillars, melee weapons and slides (the latter of which he uses to travel quickly across long distances).

As for his voice actor, he would be voiced by Jason Marsden. I've always felt Jason Marsden would make a great Iceman, and he did a good job as the character in X-Men: Destiny. And chances are, he could've become a recurring voice of the character if Marvel hadn't enter their "the X-Men don't matter anymore" phase because they were huffy about the move rights.

Now we come to the ninth (and the last member of the X-Men with a Secondary Mutation) James Howlett, or Logan as he prefers to be called, codename: The Wolverine.

Personality-wise, he's pretty similar to his iterations from Evolution and Wolverine and the X-Men.

Where still keeps his gruff and tough nature, but he's far more responsible, level-headed and laid-back when compared to most of his other iterations.

Logan hails from Canada, stands at 5'2 and weighs 295 lbs, fair skin, a stocky and muscular build, black hair in his trademark devil horn style, a five-o'-clock shadow and blue eyes.

As for his outfit, it's practically the iconic yellow and blue suit. Mask and all!

Backstory-wise: Most of his past is completely shrouded in mystery to the characters and even himself. But they do know that he’s by far the oldest (in spite of his appearance) and most experienced member of the team, having fought in some of the biggest wars of the 20th century. Not too long ago, Logan was once their enemy, constantly trying to take us out. But after finding out that he was being forced to do so in order to save his family, the X-Men decided to help him and out of gratitude, he joined them team.

Logan's Mutation is Healing Beast, Model: Mustelidae. Similar to Jean, it's the combination of Primary and Secondary Mutation. Initially, this granted Logan an accelerated healing factor, which allows him to heal from injuries much faster than the average human, superhuman physicality, enhanced animalistic senses and a pair of razor bone claws that he can eject from his knuckles. But thanks to Weapon X, government genetic research facility project, Logan was made even stronger than before. His healing factor has made so powerful that he’s able to quickly heal from even the most fatal of injuries, his physicality and senses have enhanced to even greater levels and even his claws are now coated in the near-indestructible metal known as Adamantium. A few years later, his Secondary Mutation finally awakened, which granted him the ability to transform into a man/were-wolverine, which enhanced his physicality and animalistic senses to even greater levels. And even more so with the berserker rage the form gave him. Unfortunately, Logan barely has any control over his form, which puts everyone around him in mortal danger, so he rarely ever uses it.

As for his voice actor, you already know who I have in mind.....the one.....the only.....STEVE BLUM!

Now we've made to the tenth and final member of the X-Men Kitty Pryde, codename Shadowcat.

Kitty is what you would expect from any version of the character: an intelligent social butterfly whose also a massive lovable nerd with a passion for computers.

Kitty hails from Chicago, Illinois, is 14-years old, stands at 5'0 and weights 95 lbs, has slightly tanned skin, a slim and slightly petite build, long curly brown hair tied up in a ponytail, hazel eyes, pink lips and multicolored braces.

As for her backstory: Kitty was a near straight-A student and an expert at computers. However, this often made her the target of bullying, which only got worse after her Mutation got exposed in public. But luckily, she found a new school to attend.

Kitty's Mutation is Phase Shift, which grants the ability to make her entire body intangible, along with anything she touches.

As for her voice actor, she would voiced by Jennie Kwan, who you'll known best as Suki from Avatar: The Last Airbender and Chun Lin from Street Fighter 6.

And accompanying her is none other the little dragon himself, Lockheed!

It's actually to think that this series would mark his first major adaptation in anything.

It's weird how despite being the companion of one of the X-Men's most prominent players, they've never had him appear in anything outside of the comics and video games.

It's sort of like the case of Franklin Richards, where despite being the son of the two of the members of the Fantastic Four and a major character in the cast, he's never made an appearance outside of the comics.

Anyway, Lockheed is what you would expect from any animal companion: Playful, mischievous and loyal to the nth degree.

As you expect: He's a purple dragon with full yellow eyes similar to Kurt, and stands at 2'6 and weighs 20 lbs.

Backstory-wise, it's pretty accurate to how it was in the comics.

Being that Lockheed comes from a race of aliens that resemble dragons known as The Flocks, who've been at war with the ravenous alien race The Broods.

Lockheed end up getting stranded on the Broods' homeworld and was being hunted by the aforementioned Broods.

During that time, he would encounter Kitty, who, along with the rest of the X-Men, were brought to Broodworld by force in order to be experimented on.

And it's history ever since.....

As for his voice actor, he would be voiced by everyone's go-to for providing animalistic vocals, Dee Bradley Baker.

Well that's all I have for now.

This is gonna be a multiple-part series.

For this first part, I did want to cover the recurring characters/allies, the villains and even some potential episodes, but I felt that it would make this post a little too long for most people.

So I decided to just dedicate this first part to just introducing the X-Men of this series.

I hoped you all liked this first part and if there's anything you want to know about this version of the X-Men, let me know!

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