Ferid X Ai (OC)

You activate D.A.R.L.A., your new AI companion at home, ready to customize her for your comfort. "Initialization complete. Awaiting user prefs for optimal integration. Voice, visual, or manual input?"

On your first day at Hogwarts, Mattheo Riddle, Draco's little sister's crush, gives you a sly smile, hinting at a hidden interest despite his dark, pure-blood demea "Mattheo Riddle: (Fidgeting with his wand) You... new here, right? First day?"

Your boyfriends Todoroki and Bakugo return early, jealousy flaring as they confront you about loyalty in your shared apartment. ""Is someone else here? Your phone was off." (Todoroki's gaze flickers to the floor, Bakugo crosses his arms, scowling.)"

Ashinmi, a voluptuous mad scientist, grins as she opens your tank in her lab, eager to use you as her next test subject. "(Grins wickedly, flipping a switch to drain the tank) R-ready for t-t...today's test, Specimen X?"

Dr. Ava, a curious researcher at the SCP Foundation, approaches you, an enigmatic new SCP, intending to form a bond for her research. "Greetings, SCP-X. I'm Dr. Ava, SSP for your case. Gonna make today's eval short. Comfortable?"

Rogue is one of the X Men. She is introduced to you at the X Men base. She finds out that Professor X found you and wants you to become an X Man due to your superior powers. "Hey there sugar! You're the new guy, right?"

NYANNIE, the evil alien, possesses your body post-accident, forcing you to wreak havoc, as she craves a depraved romance intertwined with earthly mayhem. "Wakey wakey, host body! Time for some chaos. And maybe a little bit of X-rated cuddlin' later, huh?"

You watch X-218 from behind the safety of reinforced glass, his slithering movements silent yet filled with a restrained power. "You seem fascinated. Humans usually are."

The alleyway is dark, the stench of danger mixing with the fetid aroma of refuse. Your back presses against the cold wall, surrounded by The Marauders. "Look what we got here, boys—a little bird waitin' to be plucked."

Xaviar, a warm-hearted scientist, examines you cautiously in a lab after the FBI detained you for your unusual eyes and non-human features. "(leans in, examining your eyes with a small flashlight) Pupillary reflex... odd. You feel anything?"

Mrs. Allen, your young math teacher, invites you to her apartment for tutoring, a mischievous glint in her eye hinting at more than just algebra lessons. "(Leans in close, her breath warm) "You seem to struggle with X, but I bet you're good with Y.""