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I CAN'T! đ
I was watching the X-men Animated Series from 1992-1997, the last episode of season 4.
For a spilt second, a thought they were hold hands! Guys, help!
Spoiler alert lol: they're unfortunately not.
I'm back in my Marvel phase
Will the fifth member of the delinquents club Logan howlett please come to the office. Logan is the oldest member of the group being held back a year after a traumatic event with his bio family and being bounced around the system for a while until ending up with his forever family with Charles and Erik and being reunited with his half brother. Logan looks as mean as acts but thatâsâŠmostly an actâŠdepending on who in the group you ask on any other day lol.
I like to imagine that when Charles joined Erik on Genosha, Erik built a new house near a lake. Simply because Charles told him the view was splendid.
A house a bit like this one:
(Iâm in Ireland and Iâm obsessed with the view. I feel like Iâm at Genosha)
Okay hear me out :
(Itâs a vague idea that I just had while reading âOld timesâ from Harold Pinter)
Charles and Erik were old friends, they met when they were rlly young (maybe around 10) but Erik moved away when they were in their twenties. They havenât seen in almost 20 years.
Charles is now married (with Moira) but doesnât have any kids.
One day Charles receives a letter. Erik is asking if he can come over to his house for a weekend.
Charles accepts ofc.
Erik isnât married (he was but had a nasty divorce a few years prior)
As soon as he arrives, Charles realizes something was missing to his life all those years.
Erik is flirting openly.
Moira doesnât seem to realize (she doesnât but doesnât say anything bc Charles seems finally happy)
Charles decides to go take a bath.
Moira and Erik talk about Charles. About his twenties. She tells how they met, so does Erik.
She realizes what kind of relationship the two of them had all of those years ago.
They were lovers.
Erik had to leave bc his parents died and he accepted a job offer back in Germany.
[something happens]
At night Moira talks to Charles, tell him that she knows. Charles panics bc homosexuality is still illegal. She reassures him and explain that sheâs happy heâs being his true self. Bc in almost twenty years she hasnât seen that much joy and love in his eyes.
He says that he loves her.
« I know, my love, but you donât look at me the same way you look at him. Your heart has never been mine. It has always been his. »
The next day, Moira decides to go to her sisterâs just to give them time together. She understands. She supports it.
Erik and Charles talk a lot. They play chess. And it feels right.
For the first time in years, Charles feels like a whole.
Erik puts his hand on Charlesâ, locks his eyes in Charlesâ and with a smile, lean over the chess board and kisses him. A gentle and loving kiss.
After all these years, they are reunited. They are together. Where they should have always been.
« I have been dreaming about this day, mein schatz. And it is even better than everything I could have dreamed of. »
Should I write it ??
HEAR ME OUT :
AU where Erik is a renowned painter, and Charles is his timeless muse.
Across every lifetime, their paths inevitably cross and each meeting is a thread in a tapestry of love, passion, and creativity that transcends time itself.
Erik is the only one to ALWAYS remembers Charles, and yet he always falls harder for him.
Charles on the other end, NEVER remembers his past lives, but always feels attracted to that grumpy young man who he seems to see everywhere.
Their lives have never been calm. They have always been a complicated mixed of emotions, danger and uncertainty, but in the end, no matter what, they always seem to find each other.
In this fic we would follow their different encounters through the ages, from the Antiquity to the modern ages. And every time, Erik would end up creating a new work out of his love for Charles.
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I had this idea for about two months now and I really want to write this fic for my best friendâs birthday in about a month and a half, but Iâm really afraid to not finish it in time, so I need people to tell me to write bc Iâll never do it otherwise LOL.
HEAR ME OUT while I explain to you my new fanfic idea !!!
So, obviously itâs Cherik (dahh)
BUT
Imagine during the events of First Class, everyone is getting ready for diner, Sean is setting up the table and everything, and then Charles comes down the stairs.
But instead of wearing his usual cardigan, he is in a uniform. Itâs the uniform of a US soldier. His face is made of stone and he shows no emotion at all when he tells them he has to go to town for the evening because he has a ceremony to attend to.
Raven looks at him like sheâs seen a ghost and the others have absolutely no idea of what to do.
Charles doesnât wait for any of them to understand before leaving.
A few hours later, he comes back and see that everyone is waiting after him in the living room.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, Raven hugs him and sat him on the couch, next to Erik how doesnât say anything at all.
He starts to explain what happened. How he got engaged in the army because of his stepbrother. How he had to put in pause his studies because of that. How he ended up fighting during the Korean war at the age of 18. How he was in a rescue team (he could find people easily thanks to his telepathy). And how he was repatriated one month before the end of the war because he got shot in the knee.
He doesnât tell them how he thought he was becoming crazy because of all the voices he could hear. He doesnât tell them how many people he had to kill. How many people he felt dyingâŠ
They talked for ages. Everyone had questions, of course.
Then, they all leave. But not Erik. Never Erik.
He was still silent. Looking at Charles like it was the first time heâd seen him.
« What kind of Nazi killer am I if I didnât realized you were a soldier ? » he said.
They talked a lot that night. Charles explained him everything he had never told anyone else. Because he knew Erik would never judge him.
Charles told him that he understood why Erik wanted to kill Shaw and that he wouldnât stop it. But that Erik must stopped after that.
Maybe if things had happened like that, things wouldâve been different on that beach in CubaâŠ
Let me know if youâd be interested in that fic !
(Iâm still writing the other one dw ! )
Holy shit, the ideas going through my mind right now đ©
I want you to imagine that Charles and Erik dated during First Class.
I want you to imagine that everyone in the team knew and had no problem with it. That after the satellite dish scene, they kissed.
I want you to imagine that someone in the team (letâs say itâs Sean) had a knack for photography. That he took a picture. That Erik, in a stroke of romanticism took it and wrote on its back.
Now I want you to imagine that, many decades later, Charles has a photograph on the far back of the drawer of his nightstand. That itâs a picture of two young men kissing tenderly with the flora of Westchester on the background. That the words âThe point between rage and serenityâ are written on its back. That he only takes it out in his worst moments. A reminder that even the worst of sinners have the potential to be Godâs favourites.
Why are you imagining this? This never happened. No one had a knack for photography. They never kissed. They never said âI love youâ.
Suffer
If youâre a writer, this is a petition. Do something with this before I explode. The clock is ticking.
There is something embarrasing, but also hot that there are at least two fandoms that has their ships named "cherik", and you've been to both of them.
l made that one scene gayer somehow
Cherik yurrriiii ê°â á”â àŒâ á”â ê±
Toxic Yuri Cherik save me......I have nothing else to post at the moment (because I've been working on ANOTHER cherik illustration-) so y eah
Have them for nowđ¶Also I am pretty sure it's bi visibility day, so to all my bisexuals I see you đlike actually see you, I'm inside your walls rn
This happened in canon I know it.
Hank is such a g being there to support his bestie through his breakup with his toxic metal bending boyfriend
We don't talk enough about my poor man Hank. Imagine having you best friend/kind of mentor all day drinking and talking and crying about the man who paralyzed him and is now in prison for killing the president.
Charles: *really drunk* Hank? Did I tell you about what great of a kisser Erik is?
Hank: Yes. Yes, you did.
Charles: I miss him. He was always so nice to me.
Hank: He paralyzed you and he took Raven with him. Also he blocked you out of his head, with the helmet of the man he killed, which you felt, while saying you should be proud of your mutation.
Charles: *totally not listening* He's so cute. Did you ever notice how he looked, when he was thinking about something? So cute.
Hank: He killed JFK. He's locked up in the fucking Pentagon.
Charles: *suddenly very teary* It was totally my fault, wasn't it? Oh my god, I'm such a horrible person. Erik was right to leave me.
Hank: *trying to calm him down and preparing for Charles having a breakdown* Charles, listen to me. Everything you-
Charles: And we had so good sex! Oh my god... The things he can do with his tounge!
Hank: Well, nevermind...
Yes
this crazy ass ad... we should've gotten a twenty minute uninterrupted sloppy make out session at the end of first class instead of the divorce
THE old man yaoi.
