"Ahh, it's so good to be back!" the 19-year-old boy cooed as he took in the campus. The boy was pretty short for his age and had a childish face and messy brown hair. He wore a navy blue tank top, a white jacket, black jeans, and sandals despite the relatively cold weather of autumn. This boy was Pit, and as of this day he was a sophomore at Smash University.
Pit's bliss was interrupted when a car pulled up nearby. Watching it pull into a parking spot, Pit quickly became irritated as he saw the driver: Link. Now a senior, Link had been the most popular guy on campus since long before Pit showed up. And why not? He was incredibly attractive, a football player, extremely sweet, and a little bit quiet and mysterious. Pit was very jealous of Link - and also had a massive crush on him, not that he would admit it. When Link climbed out, wearing a green shirt with white sleeves, white jeans, and a green beanie that accentuated his blond hair, he waved at Pit. Pit gave a small head nod back. The rest of Link's entourage - cheerleader Zelda, a brunette dressed in a purple top and a white skirt, and fellow football players Marth, a blue-haired individual with a matching blue t-shirt and dark navy jeans, and Doug "Falcon", brown-haired and wearing a skin-tight blue long-sleeve shirt and blue skinny jeans - climbed out of the car. Marth made a beeline to Link and it wasn't long before their tongues were in each other's mouths. Pit rolled his eyes and walked away.
What Pit knew was that Link and Marth were very openly gay. What Pit didn't know was that they were not dating and had no interest in each other besides the occasional "friendship benefit" - the constant kisses were platonic and just for fun. "Get a room," Falcon teased as Link and Marth kissed goodbye for the day - Marth was heading up to his dorm to unpack while Link went out with Falcon and Zelda for dinner. Link and Marth pulled away and glared at him, then returned to kissing with Marth holding his hand up between them and Falcon. Falcon and Zelda laughed. Finally, they pulled away for good. "I'm out," Marth said. "See you later, Linky-poo." He winked before leaving.
Falcon walked up next to Link. "See you later, Linky-poo," he said, mocking Marth's tone and planting a kiss on Link's lips. Link quickly wiped it off and stuck his tongue out at Falcon.
"Alright, you two," Zelda said, still laughing a bit. "Let's go."
Unlike Link and Falcon, Marth was a junior, though he easily got on the football team and was quickly accepted into the clique, especially when he came out. What Link, Falcon, and Zelda didn't know was that Marth wasn't in a hurry to get unpacked - he was heading off to meet his boyfriend of one year, Ike. Ike was a sophomore but was also on the football team; unlike Link and Marth, he was in the closet, so Marth reluctantly kept their relationship a secret. Ike was waiting outside of Marth's dorm to "help unpack" when Marth got there. Marth's jaw nearly dropped - Ike had always been hot with a chiseled face and adorably messy blue hair, but the summer had done him good: he had clearly been working out and had an amazingly sexy tan, traits accentuated by his brown tank-top and skinny khakis, and seemed a foot or so taller. It was all Marth could do not to kiss him right there in the hallway.
"Ready to get started?" Ike asked, eyeing his boyfriend hungrily.
"You know it," Marth responded. They each grabbed a stack of boxes, hurrying to get out of public so they could get started for real. However, their impatience resulted in Ike running boxes-first into another student, sending them both and the boxes tumbling to the floor.
"Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry," the student apologized. Ike opened his eyes and realized he was right on top of this student - worse still, he was incredibly hot. He had tanned skin, gelled-up black hair, and wore a black tank top, showing off his muscular arms and rolled up from the fall to reveal his abs, and green gym shorts, showing off his muscular legs - legs which were partially wrapped around Ike's.
"Uh - no, don't worry about it," Ike insisted, quickly climbing off of him before his erection got noticeable.
"Here, let me help with the boxes-" the boy offered.
"No, really, don't worry about it, it's my fault," Ike said. "I should've watched where I was going."
The boy shrugged and stood up, and suddenly Ike was completely turned off. He was barely five feet tall. "Don't worry, I'm used to not being seen." He laughed, clearly making fun of his own shortness. Marth and Ike were too uncomfortable to join in. "I'm Mac. I'm a freshman."
"It's nice to meet you, Mac. I'm Ike, and this is Marth." Ike said. "Well, we'd better get back to work."
"Of course," Mac said, nodding at Ike and Marth before making his way down the hallway, completely oblivious to the fact that as soon as they were behind closed doors, Marth and Ike were banging.
Mac was on his way to lunch, having already finished unpacking. As he left the dorms, he saw a nearby basketball hoop where someone was practicing free-throws. He watched for a moment - although he never played basketball, he was interested in sports. The player in question had messy, blond hair, blue shorts, but wasn't wearing a shirt. After admiring his technique (and physique) for a bit, Mac continued on his way, brushing past a pair of twins, both nose-deep in their books.
These twins were Robin and Robyn. They were very similar in appearance; pale with white hair. Robin, the boy, had messy short hair, while Robyn, the girl, had her longer hair in pigtails. They both wore white t-shirts with a black jacket over it, but Robin wore black jeans and Robyn wore a black skirt. "Do you think he's here yet?" Robin asked, looking up from his book.
"Why would I know?" Robyn fired back. Robin rolled his eyes and looked around, soon spotting the basketball court Mac had just passed.
"Shulk!" he cried excitedly, dashing past Robyn and nearly knocking the book out of her hand, and grabbed the shirtless basketball player around the stomach, bringing him in for a desperately hungry kiss before he could say anything. Robyn rolled her eyes.
Robin and Shulk had been dating since they were freshmen in high school and were now freshmen at Smash University together. Robyn stood around awkwardly for a second as Robin and Shulk continued to make out before saying, "I'm going to go find Lucina," and making her leave.
Robyn and Lucina had been best friends basically since Robin and Shulk started dating, and Robyn, a closeted bisexual, had a huge crush on Lucina, but assumed Lucina was straight.
Heading around to the front of the dorms, Robyn soon saw Lucina-she wasn't hard to track down with her long, blue hair, blue sweater dress, and navy leggings; Robyn hadn't seen so much blue in her life. "Hi Lucina!" Robyn called as she ran up to her and hugged her from behind.
"Robyn! I'm so glad you're here," Lucina said, pulling Robyn off of her and turning around to look her in the face. "I want you to meet my girlfriend, Samus."
Robyn's eyes drifted to the woman standing next to Lucina. She was tall, blond, and attractive, and wore a yellow t-shirt with orange jeans. Samus waved kindly.
"Girlfriend?" Robyn asked, dumbstruck.
"Yeah," Lucina said, putting her arm around the much taller girl. "We've been dating for two years but kept it a secret because she was already in college. But now that we're both in college, it's okay."
Robyn mentally facepalmed. Not only was Lucina gay, she wasn't even in the closet.
"Hi," Samus said. "I'm a senior here. Are you a freshman like Lucina?" Robyn nodded. "Great. Maybe I can show you around sometime?"
"Uh... uh, yeah, that'd be great," Robyn said.
"Cool. I'll see you girls later, okay? Bye Lucina." Samus leaned in and kissed Lucina on the cheek. Robyn almost threw up.
Samus made her way up to her dorm. As she fumbled with the key card, a voice from behind said, "Hi, Samus." Samus grinned and turned around to see Peach and greeted her with a sloppy kiss, one hand in Peach's long, blond hair and the other around her exposed midriff, which was bordered by her pink long-sleeved belly shirt and a pink miniskirt.
"Where have you been?" Peach asked as she pulled back.
"With Lucina," Samus responded.
"She still think you actually like her?"
"Duh. I'm an amazing actress."
"Mhm."
"She turned 18 last week, so now I just have to get her in bed. Then we can have that threesome."
"Sounds delightful," Peach said, kissing Samus again. "Well, I'd better go get unpacked. See you later, babe." Samus grinned stupidly as Peach walked away. Suddenly Peach stopped in her tracks and looked out towards the window.
"What's up?"
"Look at this kid." She pointed out the window. Samus walked over to look.
"Holy sh..."
"He looks just like Pit."
The boy in question, down in the parking lot, was Pittoo. And just as Samus and Peach realized, he looked nearly exactly like Pit. His hair was pitch black, though, and his outfit matched: a black tank top under a black hoodie, black jeans, and sandals. Despite the resemblance, Pittoo was a year younger than Pit and a freshman.
"Pittoo!" a female voice called excitedly, dashing to catch up with him. Pittoo grimaced. "Hi!" This was Palutena, a "friend" of Pittoo's (mostly forcefully). She had long, green hair and wore a white, sleeveless dress with a red border and a gold-colored sweater over it. Like Pittoo, she was a freshman. "Ready for your first day?"
"Uh huh," Pittoo mumbled.
Palutena rolled her eyes. "Don't be such a grump."
"Ah, hello, Pit," came a deep voice from behind them. Pittoo and Palutena turned around, confused, to see a tall, buff, and intimidating man with dark skin and reddish hair wearing a black leather jacket over a maroon t-shirt and leather pants. "Oh! You're not- hmm, that's uncanny," he remarked, obviously having mistaken Pittoo for Pit, not that Pittoo or Palutena understood this. "My apologies. I thought you were someone else." With that, the man turned around and went on his way.
"That was weird," Palutena remarked. Pittoo, however, was unable to form such a response for one simple reason: he was absolutely smitten.
The man in question was Ganondorf, a junior. As he walked away, he shook his head, still baffled by Pittoo's resemblance to Pit. This distracted him long enough for him to collide with another student, knocking them both to the ground. Once the stars were out of his eyes, Ganondorf recognized the student as Falco, another junior with gelled-up spiky blue hair, a white jacket, a burgundy turtleneck, and red jeans.
"Gosh, Ganon," Falco remarked teasingly. "If you wanted on top of me so badly, you could've just asked."
Ganondorf rolled his eyes and tried to look frustrated. When this failed, he went with the half-smile. "I just can't help myself."
Falco attempted to push Ganondorf off of him which started a struggle between the two men, rolling across the asphalt and switching between who was on top and who was pinned, before it finally ended with Ganondorf back on top.
"Give up?" Ganondorf asked.
"Never!" Falco responded, still squirming. Ganondorf rolled his eyes and tightened his grip on Falco's wrists, then dove down and gave him a sloppy kiss. "Blech! Yuck!" Falco complained, sputtering. Ganondorf again rolled his eyes at his overreaction. "Fine, I give up." Ganondorf smiled and climbed off of him.
Falco stood to his feet and adjusted his jacket. "Damn it," he muttered. "You tore it." He took the jacket off to observe the damage, a small rip on the sleeve. Ganondorf was momentarily distracted when Falco's muscular arms were revealed by his sleeveless shirt.
"Sorry," he apologized sheepishly when he broke free from his stupor. "I'll pay for a new one."
Falco shook his head. "Don't worry about it, I've got plenty."
Ganondorf shrugged. "Any other way I can make it up to you?"
"Never kiss me again?"
Ganondorf smirked and grabbed Falco's arm before he could flinch, subconsciously feeling his biceps. "I make no promises." He leaned in close. Falco flinched at the feel of the other man's breath on his lips. "You're very kissable." He planted another sloppy kiss on Falco's cheek before turning and walking away. Falco wiped the saliva off his cheek.
"You disgust me!" he called after him.
"You liked it!" Ganondorf called back without turning around. Falco rolled his eyes and began to walk off in the other direction, though he couldn't deny that he was starting to miss feeling Ganondorf's lips on his. "Hey, DK," Falco greeted as he walked past the student in question.
Daryl King, better known as DK, was another senior. He had short, fuzzy brown hair and wore a brown, furry jacket over a red t-shirt with khakis. He waved back to Falco as he walked, searching for his companion, who he soon located walking out of the dorms: Diddy.
Diddy looked a lot like DK's mini-me, wearing a similar outfit, though his equally fuzzy brown hair was mostly covered with a red baseball cap, though he was much shorter and scrawnier compared to DK's height and muscles. The reason for the size discrepancy was that, despite being a sophomore, Diddy was only 16 - an early graduate. "Diddy!" DK called, catching the younger boy's attention. In Diddy's first year at the college, DK had taken him under his wing, and now they were inseparable. Diddy ran over to DK and jumped into his arms, DK spinning him around.
What DK didn't realize was that Diddy was completely infatuated with him, despite the six-year age gap. His kindness came across as flirtation and Diddy was working up the nerve to confess his feelings. "It's so great to see you again!" DK said.
"You too," Diddy said, blushing at the feel of DK's muscular arms around his body. He buried his head into the older boy's shoulder to hide this.
"How have you been?" DK asked, still holding him in his arms even though he had stopped spinning.
"Good," Diddy replied. "Nothing super interesting has happened over the summer. You?"
"Same," DK said and shrugged. Suddenly, DK froze. "Holy shit."
"What?" Diddy asked, lifting his face from DK's shoulder. DK was staring straight ahead. "Let me see!"
DK put the smaller boy down and pointed across the parking lot. "That dude is hot," he said.
Diddy's eyes narrowed as he found the guy in question. Blonde spiky hair atop a perfectly chiseled face, nice biceps and a slim body accentuated by a tight navy-blue tank top, and baggy jeans. DK wasn't wrong - but boy, was Diddy jealous. "I guess so," he mumbled.
They took a moment, DK gawking and Diddy fuming, before DK snapped out of it. "Well, I'm going to go unpack," he said. "See you later, little buddy."
"Uh huh," Diddy responded, still pretty pissed.
DK's new infatuation belonged to Cloud Strife, an incoming freshman. He stood, talking to Corrin and Corrina, twins and also incoming freshmen. Like Robin and Robyn, Corrin and Corrina dressed similarly - both had white hair, Corrin's ungroomed and Corrina's pulled back; wore long-sleeved white shirts with navy vests; black pants, though Corrin's were sweatpants while Corrina's were yoga pants; and flip-flops. Further similarities? They were both madly in love with their close friend, Cloud.
"I was thinking about putting a carpet in my dorm," Corrina was saying. Both twins had a habit of blathering on nigh-endlessly, mostly in front of Cloud to compete for his attention. "But I'm not sure what color. White would match my aesthetic but I'm afraid it'd just look dirty after a week."
"Mhm," Cloud said. To outsiders, he may have sounded uninterested, but Corrin and Corrina knew that he was simply a man of few words but loved listening to anything they had to say.
"Are you even allowed to put carpet down?" Corrin asked. Unlike Cloud, he was most certainly uninterested.
"I am if I pull it up when I move out," Corrina responded with a wink. Cloud cracked a smile, a personal victory for Corrina, while Corrin just rolled his eyes.
"What about you, Corrin?" Cloud asked, sensing Corrin felt left out. "Any decoration plans?"
"I don't really care," he admitted. He was never one for much decorating. "But you know what I do want to try?" Cloud was completely enraptured by the monologue while Corrina just looked frustrated.
After both twins had a fair chance to talk about whatever they were interested in, Cloud said, "I'm going to go on to my dorm and finish unpacking."
"Aw, okay," the twins said in sync. Cloud gave them both a quick kiss - a typical goodbye or greeting from him which the twins had come to accept as platonic.
"Love you," he said, walking away.
"Love you too," both twins said. Cloud was completely oblivious to the difference in meaning.
"He clearly cared more about what I had to say," Corrina bragged.
Corrin rolled his eyes. "Doubtful."
The two twins laughed and linked arms. Despite their competition, they never let it get in the way of their own relationship. They constantly assured each other that, if either of them ever won Cloud's heart, the other would be fully supportive.
"Do you think we're going to fit in around here?" Corrin asked.
Corrina smiled. "You know what? I have a feeling we'll fit in perfectly."
Alternate title: All Smash Characters Are Gay
but hey it's gonna be hot
More characters will be appearing! I have an explicit plan for Roy, but I'm also planning on including Sheik, Fox, Lucario, Sonic, Rosalina, Wii Fit Trainer (...might need to come up with a name for her), Ryu, and Bayonetta at some point. I'd be willing to consider other characters, too, if they're requested enough. This chapter was intended to be an introduction to a ton of core storylines, but future chapters will have a central focus on a couple.
I'm not explicitly planning any M-Rated chapters, but I want to leave it open to that possibility while still getting the extra readers from T and under. So, if I ever get an M-Rated chapter, there will be a warning at the top of the chapter and any relationship basics will be summarized in the following chapter!
I'm trying to be inclusive, hence the lesbian plot with Peach, Samus, Lucina, and Robyn, even though I'm mainly interested in gay dudes. Sorry if I fail, but I'm doing my best!
Review if you enjoyed.