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| Charles Xavier: | Stop this! Sinister! You're destroying him with this inhuman treatment! Stop! |
| Mr Sinister: | So, I see your conterpart's screaming has shaken you from your stupor. Welcome back to the land of living, Charles Xavier. Don't waste your breath pleading for his life. After all, woud he care if I destroyed you? |
| Charles Xavier: | That has nothing to do with it! |
…So there is that story where Loki Odinson feels a bit bored and decides to play a little game with one of the humans (because they’re the funniest and most helpless creatures to play with). So he finds that Erik Lehnsherr - who pretends to be a great villain but is in fact a puny mortal, conflicted and eaten by guilt - and offers him to reverse the damage that Erik’s done, in exchange for one small favour…
I was wondering what would happen if during the Beach scene Charles tried to get up and realised that he couldn’t do it. Would it change Erik’s decision? Because he left the beach, not aware of the damage he’s really done, he didn’t think that Charles has been hurt that badly. He checked the bullet: it was clean, there was no blood on it, so he might have thought that Charles’ outfit protected him. Plus, Xavier didn’t seem to be in pain, he seemed calm and was able to talk without any problems… I think that Erik would have behaved differently, knowing what he’s really done and how much damage he’s caused…

Everything About It Is a Love Song by pocky_slash
He stood for another moment, watching Charles awkwardly pat the boy’s back, before he came to a decision.
He crossed the room. “One would think you’ve never held a baby before,” he grumbled, taking the child out of Charles’s hands and arranging him in his own arms, letting the baby curl naturally against his chest. The boy was solid, pleasantly fat - healthy, Erik thought. What little hair he had was a pale ginger, and when Erik rested his nose against the top of his head, he smelled good.
“Hush,” Erik murmured against his scalp. “Hush, little man.” He rocked the baby in his arms, steady and gentle. “Yes, you see? It’s all right. You’re safe here, I promise. We’ll take care of you.” He did his best to keep his voice quiet, low, soothing.
"Circles on the Grass by Pearl-o
I could carry it everywhere, underline my favourite lines, bookmark the scenes I like best, etc etc. All the margins would be covered with ficlets and weird prompts, I would doodle hearts and other embarassing symbols of affection next to my favourite dialogues. I would write dozens of it-reminds-me-ofs on every bit of a blank page; there would be fic ideas (occasionally growing into fics) scribbled somewhere below or above (or below and above) the index. After a while it would become a sort of weird notebook, with small, pencil-written words and sentences surrounding those printed ones.
A missed opportunity, I’m telling you.

My imagination is working overtime again…

…It would already have its own slash fandom:
“I desire the company of a man who could sympathize with me, whose eyes would reply to mine. You may deem me romantic, my dear sister, but I bitterly feel the want of a friend. I have no one near me, gentle yet courageous, possessed of a cultivated as well as of a capacious mind, whose tastes are like my own, to approve or amend my plans. How would such a friend repair the faults of your poor brother! I am too ardent in execution and too impatient of difficulties (…). I greatly need a friend who would have sense enough not to despise me as romantic, and affection enough for me to endeavour to regulate my mind.”
” I never saw a more interesting creature: his eyes have generally an expression of wildness, and even madness, but there are moments when, if anyone performs an act of kindness towards him or does him the most trifling service, his whole countenance is lighted up, as it were, with a beam of benevolence and sweetness that I never saw equalled. But he is generally melancholy and despairing, and sometimes he gnashes his teeth, as if impatient of the weight of woes that oppresses him.”
“My affection for my guest increases every day. He excites at once my admiration and my pity to an astonishing degree. How can I see so noble a creature destroyed by misery without feeling the most poignant grief? He is so gentle, yet so wise; his mind is so cultivated, and when he speaks, although his words are culled with the choicest art, yet they flow with rapidity and unparalleled eloquence.”
“Even broken in spirit as he is, no one can feel more deeply than he does the beauties of nature. The starry sky, the sea, and every sight afforded by these wonderful regions seem still to have the power of elevating his soul from earth. Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery and be overwhelmed by disappointments, yet when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures.
Will you smile at the enthusiasm I express concerning this divine wanderer?”…
(Source: en.wikisource.org)
The Attempt by Yahtzee
Summary:
Written for the following prompt: Charles knows everything about Erik, knows how obsessive and self-destructive he is, how Erik would do anything, give anything, in his quest for vengeance against Shaw. But he also knows that Erik loves him in ways that aren’t exactly platonic.
I’d like to see a completely straight!Charles, out of pure love and care of Erik, initiate a romantic relationship with him. It can be because he wishes to give Erik something positive in his life or because he thinks it might help change Erik’s mind about Shaw, the reason is up to author. Also, while Charles finds intimacy with Erik strange and awkward, he does enjoy the new, non-romantic layers that have developed in their relationship.
Excerpt:
“I hope I haven’t offended you.”
“Erik. No.” Offend – such a cold word, a distant word. He would allow no distance to come between him and the most extraordinary friend he’d ever found, not even because of this. Charles deliberately walked past his own bed to sit on the side of Erik’s. “How could you offend me by caring for me?”
“You know full well.”
“I’m not small-minded. I see this for what it is. See you for the man you are.” Charles ventured a smile. “It’s my fault. I understood a while ago. I ought to have said something then. But I didn’t want to offend you either.”
Erik breathed out, a sigh of both relief and loss. “That’s – it’s all right, then. That I’m … what I am.””
*mindblown*
Dedicado a la Chixxx, ella sabe XD
(Source: supermonstrum)
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