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Charles: Hank needs us right now.
Erik: I think an email would be sufficient.
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just eat your food and say goodnight.
erik lehnsherr (magneto) x reader, platonic! peter maximoff (quicksilver) x reader • x-men (movies) • fluff, female reader
Summary: Peter Maximoff is a mischievous little shit. Y/N Lehnsherr and her husband Erik love him anyway. AO3
“Well, I’m calling it a night then.”
A content sigh escaped your lips as you stood up from your seat at the dining table and gingerly picked up your own dishes as well as the other empty ones left on the table. Those who noticed thanked you quickly before resuming their respective conversations — like Raven and Charles who were too busy bickering like children — while others made the effort to collect the ones on the other end of the table, namely Hank, Jean and Scott; the latter only doing so after being dragged by his girlfriend.
“Hey, you got an early class too, old man. Can’t risk waking up late with that back of yours.” You gestured to your husband, pointedly looking at him with a smirk on your face. He mirrored your expression, playfully cringing his nose to tease you but it only made you chuckle, a sound that was music to his ears.
“Good night then, everyone.” Erik stood up, following suit behind you, a melody of good night’s responding to him in different tones and variations of the phrase.
“The old man joke doesn’t age well with you, Y/N!”
Although muffled as he said it with a mouth full of food, it was clear enough for you to hear and snap your head towards him. Peter, the beloved speedster, snickered to himself at his own joke. He was too busy shoving chocolate pudding down his throat to notice that a couple of those around him had gone quiet, staring at him with disapproving eyes.
Raven reached over to flick the side of his head and Charles leaned back to give her the leeway, “Dumbass.”
“Ow!”
In your one thousand and thirty-five years of living, it was no surprise that all jokes about your age had grown stale. You hated them, having heard every single phrase on Earth…it was just plain boring to hear them make unoriginal jabs at your age at this point. If they got creative, you wouldn’t mind so much, but after hearing the same variations of the same jokes your whole life? Anyone would be understandably annoyed. Erik knew this, almost everyone at the table did as well. But, you figured it slipped Peter’s mind. It always did.
As he rubbed the side of his head, he stared angrily at the shapeshifter but was met by a pair of equally disappointed eyes that belonged to a certain Professor. A sheepish look fell on Peter’s face when he realised his mistake.
“You should know not to be too casual with your professors.” Charles raised an eyebrow.
Of course, you didn’t take it too seriously, he was a kid that meant no real harm so you didn’t really feel any real anger towards the young speedster, maybe even none at all. But he’s been bothering you too many times lately that it was starting to get on your nerves. So, you put on your Strict Professor Face and stared him down, determined to make him break a sweat at the very least. It probably wouldn’t put a cork in Peter’s attitude, but maybe you’d earn yourself a few weeks off from his incessant clowning.
Erik suppressed the grin that was starting to tug at his cheeks, he knew what you were doing, so he wordlessly took the stack of plates from your grip and continued your task for you. He caught Charles’ eye and they shared a knowing look for a brief moment.
Peter was in trroubleeeee.
“You do know how I feel about those jokes, Maximoff.”
“Funny, right?” He tried to play innocent, nervously smiling at you.
“I’ve told you so many times before that, no, I do not find them funny. We do not share the same sense of humour. Charles is right, you shouldn’t be so casual with me. We may be friends in your mind, but I’m still your professor, and I deserve at least a minimal amount of respect.”
Whew, that made even me sweat. Charles’ voice cackled in your mind.
Peter Maximoff was rarely left speechless, so it was an eighth wonder of the world to have him staring at you with his eyes widened and mouth shut. He gulped, shocked at being scolded by his favourite — although he’d never admit it to anyone — lecturer.
It hurt you too much to leave him that way, though. You were his favourite for a reason…that reason being how gracious you were to his faults that seemed to be never-ending. Relenting, you cracked a smile and used your powers to jolt him out of his daze and confusion. The sound of your chortling hit him with the reality behind the situation.
“Just messing with you, kid. I think you broke your own record for the longest time of being speechless.”
He rolled his eyes and groaned in effort to mask his relief, not wanting to admit she actually did get him back for once. “Unbelievable.”
“Serves you right for always making fun of me. I’m not kidding when I say it’s annoying!”
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever makes you feel better, grandma.”
You stuck your tongue out at him, “At least I’m not the one with greying hair.”
Peter frowned and opened his mouth, about to fire back a retort but you stopped him by laughing and ruffling his grey strands, “C’mon kid, just eat your food and say goodnight. Careful though, don’t choke.”
Your feet carried you over to your original destination, the intent of loading the dishwasher now appearing at the forefront of tour mind, but it was halted immediately.
As if someone had pushed him forward, Peter sped over to the sink area before you could even turn around, mumbling something about doing the dishes. You glanced curiously at the smiling telepath who simply gave you a shrug in return.
You bid your farewells to everyone again, Peter’s quip of ‘g’night’ not escaping you either when you went to pat him on the back affectionately.
A patiently waiting Erik tugged at your hand, clasping it in his own as he led you out of the kitchen and up the stairs, swinging your hands in tandem with his.
“You think he’s gonna be okay?” You worriedly asked aloud, suddenly very concerned that Peter wasn’t aware you had been joking. The role you played in his life was somewhat maternal, and you didn’t want him to think you were actually being curt with him.
“Who? Peter?” Erik gave you a sideways glance, “That boy’s smarter than he seems, he knows what you were doing. Don’t worry so much, darling. With how fast he moves, I’m sure his mind has moved on to other things by now.”
You hummed in reply, pleased with his answer. “Sometimes I think you might be the resident telepath with how good you are at reading my mind.”
“That’s just called being married to each other, my dear.”
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“Y/N!” The sound of his sing-song voice was not what alerted you to Peter’s presence, nor was it the sound of his shoes squeaking before he rushed over with his powers, instead, it was the lack of formality. He never called you Professor or anything of the sort.
You never chided him for it, in fact, you’d be lying if you said you preferred the title as a prefix to your name. While many of your students were comfortable addressing you as such, anyone who felt more at ease with calling you by just your name was welcome to do so.
You had a first-year call you Mrs. Lehnsherr back then, when you and your husband were just newlyweds, but Erik was quick to remind them that if they wished to call you by your last name, it was to be Professor Lehnsherr instead, because, in his words, your accomplishments were not to be diminished and should be rightfully addressed.
It led to a whole debacle of mix-ups with two Prof. Lehnsherr’s roaming the hallways, which was a minor problem compared to the confusion of the paperwork.
The days of “Professor Lehnsherr?” “Yes?” “Sorry, not you Professor Lehnsherr, I meant you…Professor Lehnsherr,” had to come to an end, so you settled for whatever it is your students decided to call you…as long as it wasn’t demeaning.
However, no one called you Y/N, just Y/N, but the one and only Peter Maximoff himself.
The young man sped towards you, his hair swaying behind him from the strong gush of wind even as he came to a still in front of you.
“Pete!” You mocked the way he called you, using the same tone.
He gave you a playfully disgruntled look before quickly reaching into his backpack — which looked more like a knapsack, actually — to retrieve a cylindrical object and hand it to you nonchalantly. As soon you wrapped your fingers around it, he sped away again, a quick and impish ‘byeeee’ being the last thing within your earshot before the gush of wind took over your senses again.
It wasn’t until your day ended that you finally had the time to completely relax, stretching your legs and unbuckling your high-waisted, straight-legged pants. You wiggled your toes, sore from being in heels all day, as you relaxed into putty on yours and Erik’s shared bed.
Speaking of the devil — Erik came in not long after, tossing his shoes off and setting his things down on the bench next to your door before throwing himself on the bed next to you, also instantly letting himself relax.
He leaned closer to your side, laying his head on your chest and draping an arm over your stomach. Muscle memory kicked in as your fingers immediately found their way to run through his hair, a familiar habit between the two of you. He closed his eyes as the sweet, heavenly endorphins that came with the satisfaction of your touch washed over his body.
“How was your day?” He mumbled, too lazy to form his words properly.
“Pretty interesting. Finally convinced Logan to come to one of my classes next week. Students have been begging like crazy to meet him.” It was a history project, of which you and the Wolverine were both well-acquainted with, given your ages. “I’m getting the feeling that they think he’s a cooler teacher than I am.”
That made your husband laugh, the sound reverberating as you continued to cradle his head on your chest. “All of the students think Logan is cooler than any of us.”
“It’s not fair, isn’t it?”
“He’s like a mystery, that’s why. Never around long enough to be the one who yells at them for almost burning the school down.” He was talking, but his lips were barely moving and his eyelids were fluttering shut. You smiled softly, trying your best to keep your movements minimal as you continued your ritual to help him sleep.
“Like a cool uncle, then.”
“Yes.” A beat passed, then he spoke again when he remembered what he meant to tell you earlier. “Peter was in my class today.”
“Yeah?” You were slowly falling asleep as well, eyes half lidded and muscles starting to feel limp.
“He spent the whole of it with his head down, though.”
The very image of that made your eyes shoot open, all hints of sleep gone. “Why? What happened?”
It was unlike Peter to be uneventful — he was always doing something , be it throwing spitballs or participating in a one-sided blinking contest with whoever’s teaching in front.
“Nothing.” Erik mumbled groggily. “He was just…working on…something.”
Your skin itched and your eyebrows strained, discomfort firing up every synapse as you went through all the possible reasons. Then, your last interaction dawned on you.
“Honey, I know you’re almost asleep, so can you please hand me my bag on the bench?”
Without saying a word, he raised the arm resting on your body and used his powers to float it towards you, the metal handles clanking together when he dropped it carefully in your grip.
You didn’t have to move your sleeping husband to grab the cylinder you were thinking about, but you did almost startle him when his snores made you lose your grip on the bag.
He didn’t notice, too busy dozing off to even pay attention to what you were currently doing. You quietly unwrapped the roll of paper, barely caring about the sound of it crinkling — you knew your husband could sleep through anything when he was in your arms — since Erik’s snores were louder anyway.
The contents were confusing at first, you had to read it twice to understand that it was a voucher of some sort. With your arm still around Erik’s head, you used what restricted movement you had with your one free arm and just your hand to flip the paper over.
“What is this, Peter?” You mumbled to yourself, reaching for your glasses on the nightstand. Your vision weakened even in your abnormal age, and being far sighted was something you dealt with long before the triple digits hit you.
As if on cue, the answer to your rhetorical question was answered by the scrawling on the back which you recognised as Peter’s boyish handwriting.
‘Sorry for calling you old all the time. You know I’m just kidding. Thank you for always being so cool with me. Hope you like the vouchers for free ice cream. One’s for Erik too. - P.M’
Next to his initials was a doodle of a face with sunglasses on, a two-toothed grin to go with it. It was hard to wipe the pleasant smile off your face, so you kept it on, succumbing to the bubbly feeling. Peter was like a little brother that you couldn’t hate no matter how much you wanted to — you’d even go so far to say he was the son you never had.
You flipped it again, only noticing the name of the store being dairy goods related as you read through it for the third time. It still left you confused, since there was no sign of anything being free printed on it.
That’s when your eyes landed on the italicised font at the very bottom, bold red asterisks between the phrase.
* SENIOR CITIZENS GET 1 FREE CONE . *
Quickly, you turned it around to look at what you thought was an innocent letter written by one seemingly apologetic speedster. You didn’t miss the joke this time, written in very, very emboldened ink, so roughly scratched on the surface you wondered how you missed it in the first place. The smile you had on dimpled into a disbelieving simper.
P.S. HOPE YOU ARE WEARING YOUR GRANDMA GLASSES :D
#peter maximoff#peter maximoff x reader#evan peters#x-men quicksilver#erik lehnsherr#erik lehnsherr x reader#x-men imagines#michael fassbender#gotta love dadneto#husbandneto and his greying child#motherly!reader#mother son relationship#sisterly if you want#magneto x reader#magneto
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Hank: He's a ten but he hates cats.
Charles: No.
Hank: He's a ten but he's a workaholic.
Charles: No.
Hank: He's a ten but he hates and kills humans.
Charles: You mean Erik? Yes YES YESSSS!!!
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Here I am going to leave some ideas that I would like to write down, so as not to forget them. If anyone is writing a fanfic too, you can play this, because like I said: WE NEED MORE OF DARK!CHARLES
• In most fics about Cherik, Charles is gay or bisexual, but homophobia is almost never touched on at the time. I mean, an alcoholic mother, the kids being raised by Kurt Marco, and it didn't occur to anyone that he might have been sent or forced into one of that conversion shit, or those horrendous shock therapies?
• Brian died before Charles manifested, but let's imagine that he could have manifested before and Brian noticed it. How about Brian being scared of Charles, not just because of his mutation, but because working as a mutant researcher, he had to report his son as one to be studied?
• One of the things I would most like is for Charles to use his telepathy with Raven during puberty, to cover up certain abuses against him, so she would not be aware of it, and protect her from being a victim as well. As Raven grows up she notices these kinds of fragments that were altered or erased from her and complains to Charles later.
• That there is a human who has helped Charles, and therefore has a justification for such a fairytale dream about the coexistence of mutants and humans. Something that motivates him.
• Like Charles immersing himself in alcohol as we see in Days of Future Past, so Charles would realize his alcoholism and tell Hank something along the lines of 'Children deserve an exemplary role model, not an alcoholic with a sspect homeless and scared of himself, Hank. Maybe it's time to close it.'
• Once again, Sharon doesn't seem very attached to Charles, I think this can also be included as a hatred she developed for her daughter's death, perhaps she always blamed Charles.
• Charles' hate of his own telepathy not only comes from when he discovered he is a mutant and told people, and people rejecting him. Like I said, what if Sharon didn't know exactly what Brian was up to with his research and doesn't know what a mutant is until later? The feeling of guilt when using his mutation, but also comes from those therapies that Sharon or Kurt put him in, where more than therapies he received torture to make him believe that he was crazy.
• That Charles has telepathy and that he suffered from depression could have led him to think that he is not even alive on his own, that he lived only if he was connected to someone, or that he did not even think for himself, that his thoughts were not his own, that I didn't really feel one thing and it was someone else's feelings. This could also have given him insecurities about his personality or his body, questioning if what he's interested in are his own interests, I don't know. Where Charles doesn't even know if he knows himself.
•If Charles can completely possess a person, occupying his body as a vessel for his consciousness to live on, it would definitely be a very useful weapon. It would mean that this essence of Charles would never die, but would move again and again.
That's what I've thought about, if you have ideas yourselves let me know, and leave your opinions. Now it's time to do research on Erik☠️😭
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Thinking about Charles wanting humanity to accept and coexistent with mutants. Jumping at the chance to show the American government that mutants are safe, and there's nothing to worry about. Because while there might be mutants like Shaw and Emma, there's also mutants like him and Raven.
Charles falling in love with Erik the moment he hits the water. They've got the same drive, same love, same hate. Though Charles has made peace, and Erik is still dealing with his rage.
Charles learning that the US government is not to be trusted actually. While he still believes there is good in humanity, good people do bad things.
Charles attempting to hide away all the young and more frail mutants, teach them to use their powers to protect themselves, and love themselves. Knowing that if humanity knew about them, no amount of "mutant and proud" would protect them.
Charles losing himself when the war starts, not only because he's been left crippled and without a sister, and his best friend, but because the children have been taken from the school, his earliest students have been enlisted, Sean is already dead, and Alex likely to follow. And beyond all that, the minds of others have become too much, too much pain from all around the world. He can't escape it by himself, so he asks Hank to dull the voices.
Charles coming to terms with his own pain, and accepting it as a part of himself.
Charles constantly giving a hand to people in need and not receiving it himself.
Charles being used and manipulated to spread fear to humanity, a personal nightmare. And then being abducted by his old friend (who is also being manipulated and is in pain) to be sacrificed to a mutant "god".
Charles not wanting to place his young students in dangerous missions because they're kids, and his family, and he's already lost so many before to the war and humanity. So he refuses to do it again. He was young and careless before, now he knows better. But it still doesn't work out, and unfortunately his young students will have to learn to protect themselves from more lethal enemies, though he wishes they didn't have to.
Charles' letting Jean hold the reigns, and accept her power, letting her know it's okay to be afraid, but to embrace herself - something he should have done with Raven, long ago, as opposed to following and listening to her fears.
Charles and Erik getting to spend the rest of their lives together in retirement.
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X-Mansion headcanons because X-men brainrot
Jean once accidentally lifted the whole mansion because she was so happy to see Scott alive after a long mission. (I hc that when Jean feels a strong emotion she just makes things float)
Peter once filled the bathtub with twinkies. His excuse: I needed somewhere to stash my twinkies.
Jean, Scott, Peter, Jubilee and Ororo all made Erik listen to metal music because he can control metal.
He hated it.
Peter once slipped and fell in front of Erik.
He thinks about it every night before he sleeps.
Hank works also as the school nurse.
idk a lot about Jubilee but i feel her and Peter would hang out a lot and blast music.
Kurt can be seen swinging on the chandelier on multiple occasions.
He has broken said chandelier on multiple occasions.
Kurt and Erik talk in German and everyone just stares at them confused.
Logan has broken multiple of Scott’s stuff
#xmen headcanon#peter maximoff#erik lehnsherr#magneto#quicksilver#kurt wagner#nightcrawler#jean grey#the dark phoenix#scott summers#cyclops#jubilation lee#jubilee#ororo munroe#storm#marvel#peter maximoff headcanon#wolverine#logan howlett
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7 - Cuba Beach
Part 8
Battle of Heart and Mind
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I didn’t get much sleep last night. I wasn’t sure any of us honestly could. This was our first battle together as a team. The battle that would determine if mutants were accepted into the world for saving the world. Or would we be hunted down because we were different and viewed as the next enemy of the world.
Sitting on the edge of the bed my hair was slightly tousled with my gaze fixated on the shut bedroom in front of me. I had been up for a few hours just silently staring at the door. “If I leave then I have to face my father…but if I stay they might need my help.”
Gripping the bed sheets in my fingers I thought back to the moments with my father. He wasn’t that good of a father when it came down to it. Always busy in the lab experimenting on Erik. My mother must have disappeared for a reason…I hated to think it was because of him.
“Addison, can I come in?” Shaking my head a voice pulled me from my thoughts recognizing it as Erik nonetheless.
I stumbled from the bed hearing him turn the metal doorknob with his power slowly entering my bedroom. “Uh sure. Come in.”
“Charles found suits that Hank made. He told me to come find you and bring you yours. Are you ready?” He stepped through the doorway carrying a blue and yellow flight suit on his left arm.
Twiddling my thumbs together in my lap. “I don’t know if I can do this, Erik.”
“Are you thinking of backing out?” He asked the question I was dreading.
Closing my eyes I couldn't look him in the eye when it left my mouth. “Would you be upset if I backed out…I mean he's my father even if he wants to destroy the world.”
“Hey, now what makes you think that I would be angry if you backed out.” He gave me a confused expression.
Throwing my head back I couldn't believe we were having the conversation now. He had made it perfectly clear what his life mission was all along. I wasn’t so native as Charles who believes he might change his mind once we find my father. “Because you only care about getting vengeance for what he did to your mother ... .I've known it's going to happen with or without my support.”
“Addison, I…I'd never hurt you. It's only your father I wish to make suffer.” Erik came over sitting down beside me on the bed having it creak at the sudden weight change.
Avoiding his gaze I mumbled softly. “I'm not afraid of you, Erik…”
“I'm not good at expressing my emotions with others. But….I gave you this for a reason.” He gently reached for the metal coin in between his fingers, seeing that I hadn't taken it off since he gave it to me back in Russia.
Nodding slowly I still wouldn't meet his gaze. “Why exactly did you give it to me?”
“It was because…because against what you think I trust you more than you think I do.” Erik moves his hands up cradling my face in his hands making me finally look into his brown eyes.
Croaking through some tears. “You trust me?”
“I wouldn't just say that to anyone on the street now would I.” He remarks in a slightly snarky manner.
I snorted, getting an idea in my head. “I suppose not. That gives me an idea.”
Breaking away from I rummaged around in the desk drawer at my bedside until I found the folded up object. Unfolding the piece of paper I held back tears holding it out to him. “Addison, what are you doing?”
“I'm giving it to you. As my own sign of trust that you'll keep your word about my mother. Helping me find out what happened to her.” I held it out for him to not move my gaze anywhere else.
The metal controlling mutant had no words eyeing the picture in her palm. He had seen the picture only once before this. He knew that the unknown was eating at her. That the picture was the only thing she had of her meaning he could only assume the worst had happened to her mother but he wouldn't dare utter that thought to her mind. “I can't take it. I won't take it, Addison.”
“Erik, please. There's nothing else I can entrust you with in my life.” I replied.
He declared gently. “That's not true.”
“Then what exactly?” I raised a brow hugging the picture back to my chest.
He held the side of my cheek in his palm once more feeling me lean into his hand. “You can trust me with your heart as I can you with mine.”
“Erik…” I mumbled leaning forward not thinking that we needed to be getting ready to fight. Pressing my lips onto his he leans forward deepening the kiss by holding my face in both hands again.
Laying the picture on the side of the bed I climbed into his lap wrapping my arms around his neck moving my lips onto his longingly. “Addi.”
“Erik, Addi. Hank has the plane ready to go.” Charles voice came from the hallway where he halted in his tracks. “Am I interrupting something?”
Erik growled under his breath separating from me. “Nothing at all, old friend.”
“I was just getting changed.” I lied with Erik leaving the room. I quickly got to my feet eyeing Charles who stared at me for a moment with an almost saddened look on his face. I knew he could read my mind but wouldn't without permission first. ‘ Does he have feelings for me ‘ I couldn't help but think to myself.
Everyone had gotten on the plane that Hank had designed. I was seated between Erik and Alex. Raven was beside her brother and Banshee. Leaning back in my seat Charles decided to control the Russians to fire on their own ship but that meant Hank had to barrel roll the plane so we didn't get hit. Shutting my eyes tightly I gripped the seatbelt in my hands feeling another hand touch mine. I smiled lightly seeing it was Erik once the plane settled down. Charles and Banshee got out of their seats. “Hank, level the bloody plane.”
“Woah you back right up.” Banshee points at Erik who raises his hands in surrender. I chuckled knowing that he was right to not trust Erik after the flight incident.
Charles brushed past me grabbing my hand in his after Banshee found out that Shaw was in a sub underneath the water. Erik climbed down on the tire of the plane with me and Charles watching his movements. Erik grunted trying to raise the sub from the water but he couldn’t fully do it. “Remember the point between rage and serenity.” Charles declared into his friend's mind.
“What am I supposed to do when we get Shaw on land?” I questioned the telepath.
Charles looked my way at the same time Erik fully raised the sub from the water and slowly dropped it onto the sandy beach that was a few feet away from us. Hank flies the plane in that direction until one of the ships blasted us down. “Just stay with Erik. You'll be the most powerful one to face off against him if it comes down to that.”
Charles pulled Erik up inside the plane as best as he could. Everybody got thrown and Hank did his best to make the plane not snap when we hit land. I get thrown onto the metal floor harshly holding my head when we finally hit and everyone was recovering from the damage. Pushing myself to my feet I looked towards Charles who was staring at me before Erik forced himself to his feet hollering my name. “Addison!, we're going to get Shaw.” I ran up meeting with him knowing that the others would do what they needed to protect Charles inside the plane. Erik ripped a hole in the metal and we walked right inside seeing there was a fancy couch and TV inside but nobody was there. Moving forward I could feel that something was off but I wasn't sure what exactly.
“Erik, you're there. You've reached the void.” Erik said, beginning to get frustrated.
Stepping towards the end of the sub I pressed my hands against the wall feeling some form of energy radiating from the wall. “Erik, somebody else is here. I can feel their power.” I looked over my shoulder with my hands turning red siphoning from the source.
“He's not here, Charles. Shaw's not here! He's left the sub!” He grumbled.
I could hear Charles voice. “What? He's got to be there. He has to be!”
“There's nowhere else he can be. Keep looking.”
“And I'm telling you he's not. There's no one here, God damn it!” Erik raised his voice.
The wall in front of me disappeared, making me gasp sharply seeing my father in front of me. He slowly stepped forward, raising his hand and drawing me into his chest. “Hello Addison, Have you decided to join your father finally?”
“Erik!” I screamed before my father covered my mouth with his hand the second Erik turned around seeing us.
My father replied. “Erik, what a pleasant surprise. So good to see you again. May I ask you something? Why are you on their side? Why fight for a doomed race who will hunt us down as soon as they realize their reign is coming to an end?”
“Let go of me!” I grunt against my father trying to grab any part of his body to take his power but he was stronger than I was.
Erik raised his hand to use his power against him but my father was faster using his power to throw Erik against the wall. He threw him around the room a few more times before he held him to the wall with a large metal pole. “I'm sorry for what happened in the camps. I truly am. But everything I did, I did for you. To unlock your power. To make you embrace it. You've come a long way from bending gates. I'm so proud of you. And your just starting to scratch the surface. Think of how much further we could go, together.”
“You just want to destroy the world. Kill anyone who isn’t like us!” I snapped at him, managing to grip his forearm, taking his energy. He winced lowering himself to the ground, being weakened.
He gasped for breath. “You’re just like you’re mother…never seeing my vision of the world.”
“What happened to her?” I questioned him standing above him with my hands clutching into fists.
Shaw groaned. “She left, Addison. She left and I saw her a few years later and she said she wants nothing to do with any mutant’s.”
“You made her hate me.” I couldn’t believe what he was saying when I raised my hand throwing him against the wall. He got to his feet, launching me onto my knees using his power and wrapping some metal wire around me so I couldn’t move.
“We are the future of the human race. You and me, son….you too my daughter. This world could be ours.” My father declared to him, smirking at me.
“Everything you did made me stronger. It made me the weapon I am today. It's the truth. I've known it all along. You are my creator…..Now, Charles!” Erik reached up with a metal wire snatching the helmet off his head.
“Sorry, Charles. But I don’t trust you.” Erik apologized putting the helmet my father had on his head meaning Charles couldn’t be in his mind anymore.
“Erik, please. Be the better man. Erik, there will be no turning back!” Charles begged him.
“If you're in there, I'd like you to know that I agree with every word you said. We are the future.” Erik turns his back to me, glaring at my father moving the coin through the center of his forehead. “But, unfortunately, you killed my mother. This is what we're going to do. I'm going to count to three and I'm going to move the coin. One….two….three.”
Charles was still inside my mind as I struggled against the metal wires. I snapped the wire forcing myself to my feet watching everything happen. “Addi, do something. Stop him!” Staring silently at Erik we both watched my father drop dead in front of our eyes.
Holding up my right hand I drew the bloody coin off the ground and Erik didn't bother stopping me. It smacked against my hand as I closed my fingers around the coin tightly mumbling under my breath. “Goodbye father…”
“We should inform the others. It's now us against them.” Erik brushed past me leaving me conflicted with my thoughts. I didn't know if it was right that everyone that isn’t a human should suffer but its all I've known following Erik for years.
Comments really appreciated ❤️
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Hello, I just want to say thank you so much because you’re one of the main reason I’m back into the Cherik hole again after 8 years :Đ (I’m still having a lovely time here). Also, would you mind if I ask you for some fic recs of 1. Alternative first meeting where Erik and Charles meet/flirt with each other at the bar and 2. Smut fics that included dirty talk about breeding/pregnant kink but no actual mpreg. I know it’s a lot but I hope you could help :Đ Thank you so so much for still being here!
Hello darling Anon! Sorry for the delay; it took a while for me to search for recs based on your criteria! I've got some good ones for their first meeting at a bar, but I was only able to think of/find one fic with dirty talk that didn't include mpreg (the other one is rule 63). Anyway I'm so glad you're giving Cherik another go around it's wonderful to rediscover an old love :D :D :D Hope you enjoy!!!
First Meeting at a bar (there aren't many canon verse fics I know of, but there are many great aus):
In Plain Sight by Lenore
As it happens, Charles does know how it feels to hide who he is. A stranger in a pub sees right through him.
Bloodbound by ikeracity
Finding himself strapped for cash at the start of his senior year, Erik decides to become a donor at TypO, a blood bar where vampires come to drink fresh blood from consenting donors, safely and legally. There, he catches the eye of Charles Xavier, vampire, telepath, professor at Columbia, and quite possibly the most alluring person Erik's ever met. Their first meeting sets into motion a bond much deeper than they can understand, one that neither of them had ever expected.
Hitting If Off by niniblack
Erik meets the perfect guy at the bar. Too bad Mr. Perfect is on a date with someone else...
Twinks, Daddies & Bears. Oh my! by Villain
Charles is fresh back from Oxford and new to the gay scene in New York. On his first night out at the clubs with his best friend Hank, he sees the Big Bad Wolf; otherwise known as Erik Lehnsherr.
Punk Rock Boy by Not_You
Charles goes to a punk gig for an anthropology paper, and things get crazy.
A Telepath Walks Into a Bar by ximeria
Erik hates it when drunk idiots interrupt his flirting.
United We Stand, Divided They Fall by ximeria
The prompt was "the only two people at a bar rooting for the same football team au". And that's more or less what it is.
99 bottles of beer on the wall by orphan_account
It's been years since the accident that paralyzed Charles, leaving him wheelchair-bound and shattering his carefree life of drinking, sex, and loose telepathy. Raven finally guilt's Charles into going to a bar with her, only to have them run into a rather unsavory Mutant and Disability fetishist.
And One For Yourself? (Let Me Take You Home?) by meh_guh
Charles has had it with academia. He's sick of Boston, sick of teaching Bio 101, sick of Nathaniel Essex's guerrilla campaign against his lab time. So of course, the only thing to do is to move back to NYC and open a bar. It'll be a lark.
And Tony's there! Scads of guilt-free, friendly sex is never to be frowned upon.
Of course, the bewitching lunatic behind the bar complicates matters, but Charles is hardly new at seduction. He'll win Erik over in a matter of weeks.
A month at the outside.
Really.
Baby, You're A Hit by mutanitys (chekov)
"How to not make it up to the cute professor you mistakenly punched at a bar" by Erik Lehnsherr.
(Erik still punches the wrong guy, but this time the hospital doesn't seem to be an option.)
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Fics with dirty talk about breeding/pregnant kink:
serendipity by intentation
Charles runs into his professor at a sex club. How can he possibly resist?
Perfection by LadyLustful
Charlotte Xavier didn't think she would be into being bred but here she is, getting off on hearing how she's perfect and will give Erik perfect babies.
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Could you do one where the reader is Sebastian shaw daughter( ber mutant abilties are to control water kimd of like katara from avatar including the blood bending ) anyway and she either in a relationship with warren or erik ( young version ) you can pick which one
Yes ofc
The shaw curse
Pairing: Warren Worthington x Fem reader
Description: After running away from your father you end up in the xmen's school leading to you finding the love of your life
You ran as fast as you could not stopping until you found yourself in the middle of no where exhausted, hungry, and terrified of your father finding you and hurting you. You stop breathless crying until you passed out not knowing where you were or if your father was nearby and was going to take you back waking up hours later in an unfamiliar bed and room eyes wide and full of tears feeling a hand on your shoulder jumping turning to look seeing a man next to you who was covered in blue fur "You're safe don't be scared I'm Hank McCoy and you were found near the school". After recovering you end up moving in and going to the school becoming friends with a sweet boy named Kurt soon being in his small group of friends who all liked you and made you feel like you were a real human which your father never made you feel at all in your life even as a little kid which made you grow to hate him more for and you were willing to do anything to stop him from what he was doing. You soon met Warren after being in the friend group for awhile and soon the two of you were attached at the hip which surprised everyone soon developing feelings for the blonde despite his brooding behavior and sarcastic attitude you grew to love him and he loved you as well but thought he didn't deserve you and that you wouldn't reciprocate that changed when you both did the one thing you never did with and in front of other people. The two of you were in his room and he decided to let you not only see but even gently touch his wings as your fingers glided slowly over every feather and you show him your powers of not only controlling and manipulating water but when the moon is full you are able to control the fluids inside people's bodies like you do water. You and him go to the lake near the garden when a full moon feeling very terrified of what he would do or think of you "Sorry I'm nervous" you find and lift a fish out of the water soon you slowly start to make the fish move in a spine chilling way as the fish fights to break free and right before the fish stops moving you slowly lower the fish until it is back in the water putting your hands down as the fish swims away turning to look at warren. "That was unbelievable...you can do that to people?" you nod hesitantly as he hugs you and going back to his room to sleep agreeing to show everyone the next day in training feeling overwhelmed by it hoping that they all will still care about you and be your friend and that you can still stay at the school feeling it all flow as you walk in the training room. "You are still a friend and teammate..you're family" you turn to see professor Xavier teaching but nod at him when he looks at you knowing he was telepathically talking to you as you stand in front of your friend and teammate Scott ready to show them all your power starting slowly by moving his arm "Does it hurt?" he shakes his head as you continue then moving his neck mouthing sorry as you start moving his body at a much faster rate and soon you tear up with you hear the sick and loud cracking of his body as you move and tears flow as he yells in pain making you stop "I'm sorry I'm so sorry" you are pulled in a hug by warren followed by kurt and your friend Kitty while scott is helped up and checked out by hank. You are relieved when you find out he's okay immediately apologizing as he shakes his head knowing it wasn't your fault but you still blamed yourself until warren talked to you in his room "It's not your fault your still trying to control it don't do that to yourself" sealing the promise with a kiss which helped you calm down.
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Wheel of Fan Fiction Masterlist
Smut 🔥
Fluff 🌸
Angst 💧
*This is like brand new so most of the characters won't have anything just yet*
•Stranger things
-Billy Hargrove
-Steve Harrington
-Eddie Munson
-Robin Buckley (Fem/NB only)
-Argyle
-Johnathan Byers
-Nancy Wheeler
-Jim Hopper
-Joyce Byers
-001/Henry
-Will Byers (No smut)
-Mike Wheeler (No smut)
-Max Mayfield (No smut)
Hateful Cuddling - Female reader 🌸
-Dustin Henderson (No smut)
-Lucas Sinclair (No smut)
-Eleven (Jane) Hopper (No smut)
•Marvel
-Iron Man/Tony Stark
-Captian America/Steve Rogers
-Black Widow/Natasha Romanoff
-Hawkeye/Clint Barton
-Hulk/Bruce Banner
-Thor
-Loki
-Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes
-Black Panther/T'challa
-Doctor Strange/Steven Strange
-Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff
-Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff
-Starlord/Peter Quill
-Gamora
-Spiderman/Peter Parker
-Falcon/Sam Wilson
-War Machine/James Rhodes
-Valkyrie (Fem/NB only)
•X-Men
-Professor X/Charles Xavier
-Magneto/Erik Lensherr
-Wolverine/James Howlett
-Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff
-Rogue
-Jean Grey
-Storm/Ororo Munroe
-Cyclops/Scott Summers
-Mystique/Raven
-Beast/Henry "Hank" McCoy
-Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner
-Havok/Alexander Summers
•DC/Young Justice
-Batman/Bruce Wayne
-Superman/Clark Kent
-The Flash/Barry Allen
-Aquaman/Authur Curry
-Cyborg/Victor Stone
-Joker/Jack Oswald White
-Harley Quinn/Harleen Quinzel
-Wonder Woman/Diana Prince
-DeadShot/Floyd Lawton
-Kid Flash/Wally West
-Nightwing (Robin #1)/ Dick Grayson
-Red Hood (Robin #2)/ Jason Todd
-Robin (#3)/ Tim Drake
-Beast Boy/Garfield Logan
-Superboy/Johnathan "Jon" Kent
-Artemis/Artemis Crock
-Red Arrow/Roy Harper
-Green Arrow/Oliver Queen
-Black Canary/Dinah Lance
-Miss Martian/Megan Morse
-Aqualad/Kaldur'ahm
•Umbrella Academy
-Luther Hargreeves (#1)
-Diego Hargreeves (#2)
-Allison Hargreeves (#3)
-Klaus Hargreeves (#4)
-Five Hargreeves (#5)
-Ben Hargreeves (#6)
-Viktor Hargreeves (#7)
-Marcus Hargreeves (#1)
-Fei Hargreeves (#3)
-Alphonso Hargreeves (#4)
-Sloan Hargreeves (#5)
-Jayme Hargreeves (#6)
-Lila Aryu
-The Handler
•Harry Potter
-Harry Potter
-Ron Weasley
-Hermione Granger
-Fred Weasley
-George Weasley
-Ginny Weasley
-Draco Malfoy
-Sirius Black (Older)
-Cedric Diggory
-Oliver Wood
-Neville Longbottom
-Luna Lovegood
-Remus Lupin (Older)
-Nymphadora Tonks
-Lucious Malfoy (Older)
-Narcissa Malfoy (Older)
-Severus Snape (Older)
-Bill Weasley
-Charlie Weasley
•Marauders
-James Potter
Friendly Love - Male reader 🌸
-Lily Evans
-Sirius Black
-Remus Lupin
-Severus Snape
-Regulus Black
-Lusious Malfoy
-Narcissa Black
-Peter Pettigrew
•Greek Mythology
-Zeus
-Hades
-Posideon
-Apollo
-Hera
-Persephone
-Ares
-Athena
-Demeter
-Aphrodite
-Artemis
-Dionysus
-Hermes
•Divergent
-Beatrice "Tris" Prior
-Caleb Prior
-Eric
-Peter
-Christina
-Will
-Tobias "Four"
-Zeke
Zip line of Love - Nonbinary Reader (Requested) 🌸
-Uriah
•Star Wars
-Anakin Skywalker
-Luke Skywalker
-Leia Organa
-Han Solo
-Obi-Wan Kenobi
-Kylo Ren
•Supernatural
-Dean Winchester
-Sam Winchester
-Castiel
-Crowley
-Lucifer
-Rowena MacLeod
-Gabriel
-Charlie Bradbury (Fem/NB only)
-Chuck Shurley
-Jody Mills
-Ellen Harvelle
-Kevin Tran
•The Walking Dead
-Rick Grimes
-Daryl Dixon
-Glenn Rhee
-Carl Grimes
-Maggie Greene
-Negan
-Michonne
-Shane Walsh
-Rosita Espinosa
-Carol Peletier
-Paul "Jesus" Monroe
-Abraham Ford
‐Tara Chambler (Fem/NB only)
-Enid
-Ezekiel
-Aaron (Masc/NB only)
•The Walking Dead Game
-Clementine
-Lee
-Kenny
-Luke
-Javier
-Gabriel
-Kate
-Louis
-Omar
-Ruby
-Mitch
-Marlon
-Violet (Fem/NB only)
IT (2017)
-Richie Tozier
-Beverly Marsh
-Eddie Kaspbrak
-Bill Denbrough
-Stanley Uris
-Ben Hanscom
-Henry Bowers
-Mike Hanlon
-Patrick Hockstetter
-Victor Criss
-Belch Huggins
•Desendants
-Mal
-Evie
-Ben
-Jay
-Jane
-Chad
-Doug
-Lonnie
-Carlos
-Uma
-Harry Hook
-Gil
•Maze Runner
-Newt
-Minho
-Gally
-Teresa
-Alby
-Chuck
-Brenda
-Aris
-Thomas
-Frypan
-Jorge
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Cherik fics - That ONE line - 45
「What? I love cats.」
What the Cat Dragged In by CharryWotter
Summary: “Can I examine you, Erik?” Hank asked, reaching in his pocket and pulling on a pair of latex gloves.
The cat hissed.
“Classic Erik,” Raven muttered. “Hates being examined by Hank even as a cat.”
...
When Erik gets randomly turned into a cat, he begins to behave in the most irritating, cat-like manner. Charles can't figure it out - is Erik just being stubborn like usual...or has his mind been irreparably changed??
The quote:
“I just think this was the species Erik was meant to be all along,” Raven said, reaching out and petting the cat.
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Erik to Charles: Fine, when I die, you can donate my body to science.
Erik: Except my middle finger. Give that to Hank.
#the only reason he agreed to donate anyway is bc Charles said he wouldn’t sleep with him for a week unless#I need a new tag for Erik hating Hank#did I already have one??#Erik hates Hank hates Erik hates Hank#thischerik#incorrect x men quotes#xmen#cherik#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#x-men#incorrect cherik quotes#magneto#professor x
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Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 27 Group 132
Propaganda and further images under the cut
Science Team: Gordon Freeman, Dr. Harold Coomer, Dr. BUBBY, Tommy Coolatta, Benrey (& G-man)
X-Men: *varies* Charles Xavier/Professor X, Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto, Hank McCoy/Beast, Alex Summers/Havok, Raven Darkhölme/Mystique, Sean Cassidy/Banshee
Submissions are still open!
Science Team:
They hate each other they love each other they are bonded like stray cats they are so dumb and silly but also lovely
X-Men:
They're what people wish the avengers were, actually. Their dynamics are so interesting, and they care for each other so much, and it's really just the ultimate coworkers turned found family.
#tumblr polls#poll#polls#tournament poll#found family#found family tournament 2023#tumblr tournament#tournament#The Science Team#Half Life vr but the AI is self aware#X-Men#Science Team:#Gordon Freeman#Dr. Harold Coomer#Dr. BUBBY#Tommy Coolatta#Benrey#G-man#The X-Men#varies#Charles Xavier#Professor X#Erik Lehnsherr#Magneto#Hank McCoy#Beast#Alex Summers#Havok#Raven Darkhölme#Mystique
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You're Not Alone (But Now You Are)
[In a modern world, mutants are hunted down, experimented upon, and seen as test subjects. Charles Xavier is secretly a mutant, and together with his sister, Raven, they have been rescuing mutants from government facilities for years.
When he meets Erik, of course, the two fall in love, but Erik's painful past -- torture and experimentation under the hands of Shaw -- threatens their love, their peace, and their lives.
Charles, Raven, and their family of mutants plan to take down Shaw... but Shaw gets to them first, and captures Charles...]
Shaw clicked his tongue, almost impatiently, as Charles tried to sit up straighter. The wounds on his body was making it impossible to sit properly without wincing, but Charles would be damned if he let Shaw bask in his pain.
"And here I thought you were strong," Shaw sighs mockingly. He glances coldly at the Charles' wrecked face, one eye sewn shut and a bruise forming as he muffles his groan of pain.
"So much for being a telepath," he chuckles. "Did you really think you could escape?"
Charles grits his teeth and resists the urge to curse. Cursing won't get him anywhere. It would be better if he drew this out, bide his time and hope that Erik and the children could locate Shaw and kill the bastard.
"What did you give me exactly?" He manages to croak out. His voice is raspy, the result of all the screaming he did when Shaw was torturing him with all his devices, making lab reports and musing about his amazing range and telepathy.
His telepathy.
Well, it was the one thing he had hoped could save him, the one thing he relied on to escape this godforsaken place, but Shaw had injected him with something, and now there was just... nothing.
"You're wondering what I gave you? Well, why don't you look into my head and find out?" Shaw smiles and pauses, almost theatrically. "Oh wait, you can't, can you?"
Charles hates that suave, sly grin of his. He wants to punch the man, not only because of the things he had done to Charles during the past few weeks, but also because of all the things he had done to other mutants, to Erik.
"You should just die," Charles says coldly, knowing that he means every word he said.
Shaw's face turns dark.
"Is that so? Well, I think you're the one who will beg me for death soon enough, hm? After all, we can't let you try to escape and not punish you accordingly... Come on, Charles, you should save your energy..." the man grins maniacally.
"You'll need it to scream soon."
***
The last time Erik saw Charles, they had been talking over chess, Charles' blue eyes gentle and warm, his presence inside Erik's head a constant reminder that he is not alone.
When he heard the news -- Alex gritting his teeth and talking about Shaw and kidnap and Charles -- he could not, did not want to understand. Those three words... they shouldn't even be in the same sentence.
Not Charles. Not good, sweet Charles who was his everything and so much more.
Raven had been calm. Hank had been sullen. The children had been brokenhearted.
Erik had been furious... and most of all, afraid.
He knew what Shaw could do. Hell, he had been Shaw's pet project in the past... The horrors of Shaw had been branded into his skin, a deep rooted pain he could never forget.
And to think that Charles... Charles of all people would be subject to that...
Erik drew in a deep breath as he studied the maps, the news and secret letters he had received from any and all of his contacts. He had begged, pleaded, threatened, and bribed anyone who could have a sliver of information regarding Charles' whereabouts...
And yet, nothing.
"You should sleep, Erik," Hank had timidly said the other day.
Sleep? How could he? Charles was suffering right now, and he had to find him, protect him, shield him from everything... He couldn't rest, not when Charles needed him.
After three weeks of little to no sleep, Raven had sneaked up behind him and drugged him, to force him to sleep and rest.
It was useless.
Because even in his dreams, Charles was crying and screaming in pain.
***
"Erik," he could hear the nervousness in Sean's voice, even from this far.
"What," he snapped, too high-strung to even try to answer calmly.
"We've found the Prof," Sean's voice is tight, too tight, but Erik doesn't care.
His head hurts when he turns around too quickly.
"If we've found him, let's go," he says, voice raspy after not drinking for hours.
Sean nods.
"Hank's preparing the jet, Raven and the others are suiting up."
Erik's throat feels too tight, his heart is thundering against his chest. He can only nod at Sean, mentally telling Charles that We're coming. I'm coming. We'll save you, hang on, Charles...
He prays Charles can hear his pleas.
***
Charles does not, of course, hear his thoughts.
Erik knows this because he's gazing at Charles' corpse ("He's been dead for two hours, I think," Hank had whispered, voice breaking) -- and how can it be, why is there a corpse, why isn't Charles smiling at him?
He stands, motionless, as he takes in the view before him. Charles, strung up from the beams of the ceiling, two nasty hooks keeping him in place, digging into his chest.
Charles' arms hang limply at his sides, his eyes are sewn shut with bruises, and a puddle of blood has accumulated under the body, thanks to the numerous lacerations and gashes on him.
Distantly, Erik can hear Raven gasping and sobbing, Hank trying to soothe her, Alex muttering curses, Sean retching in the corner, Darwin patting him on the shoulder --
It's too much.
He doesn't even know when he sank to his knees. He doesn't even realize he's crying.
Please, he begs. He's not sure if he's begging Charles to wake up, or begging Shaw to appear and tell him this is a nightmare, or --
Please... He cries, trying not to break.
It's too late.
He can hear his heart cracking, like fragile glass that shatters into pieces after a heavy blow.
This time, Charles' isn't there to help him pick up the pieces of himself.
He is alone.
***
[Written by cherikdogfood for #revivecherik #27: Hurt No Comfort]
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Does anyone else feel kind of gaslit by the X-Men movies? Like, if you side with Charles against Raven and Erik, it‘s almost like they are actively trying to get you to…not do that. The narrative is bizarrely attempting to convince us that Charles is the problem, as if the Brotherhood got really drunk one night after a fight against the X-Men and decided to do all the editing.
I swear, it feels like this 100% of the time:
Hank: So we all agree, killing people is wrong. Right?
Alex: Right.
Erik, attacking a group of humans - some of whom have validated his stance that they’re a threat to mutants, but most are bystanders: DIE HUMAN SCUM
Charles: Erik! You can’t just kill people! Killing people is wrong!
Alex: …Ok so I still hate Erik but why do I suddenly feel less confident in everything we said before? IS killing wrong?
Hank: Probably…
…
Charles: Ok, fine. Humans are attacking us so let’s get the media on our side
Raven: Ugh, I can’t believe you. We don’t need the MEDIA. We need to FIGHT
Charles: We…are fighting??
Raven: Wow. Just wow. I can’t believe you’d put mutant lives at risk, Charles
The media turns against them
Hank: …This is all completely 100 percent your fault, Charles
#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#x men movies#fox xmen#professor x#magneto#hank mccoy#raven darkholme#alex summers#xmen dark phoenix
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Things about X-Men series I still hate:
Moira MacTaggert's entire existence. Possibly one of the worst cases of no homo I've seen in modern day. (Especially freaking ridiculous because First Class was written as a tragic love story between Charles and Erik, not Charles and her - fucking hell, they looked barely into each other in both of these films. Infuriating.)
Mystique's arc after DoFP, she was mostly just annoying and self righteous, despite really not having the moral high ground for it. Placed there just to bitch at Charles, which is beyond infuriating. Also the way she makes no effort to meet Charles' half way (I mean, maybe she's essentially making up with attitude for being raised by him)
Charles arc in Dark Phoenix, bullshit, nonsensical, I'm not having it, just no. Also the whole costume department that movie, atrocious, just no. In fact, I'm just blocking it from my brain entirely. (Except for the general feel any Cherik moments, which are always good)
Erik's family in Apocalypse are fine, but underutilized. I like them, but honestly feel like, idk, could have been written better.
More emphasis on Apocalypse persuasion (which likely meddled with all his "underlings" actual emotions and thought processes). Generally leaning into the monster arc.
Pointless deaths: Darwin, Scott, Alex. (As much as it hurts, the ones with some sense like: Jean, Sean, Charles, Emma, etc. make sense to me)
Raven/Hank's love arcs after DoFP, listen, it's over, they're no Cherik, we should have dropped that like a hot potato.
Peter not getting to tell Erik he's his son. Like, come on. Or even having any relationship with him??
Alex not being Scott's father. It's ridiculous that he's his brother. Like, I get there are people with siblings that are way older than them, but it kinda feeds into the ridiculous aspect of the movie where no one really ages.
In general, wish Alex had more time with Charles in these movies, and additional focus on Charles being a father figure to the OG crew as well as the new crew.
Y'all, I'm probably forgetting some stuff, but GOD, makes the movies slightly frustrating to watch, despite them being my favorites (Except for Dark Phoenix, literally fuck you)
#The Adventures of Loki and the Other Ones#Marvel#x-men#xmen first class#xmen dofp#xmen apocalypse#logan#xmen 2000#xmen the last stand#cherik#moira mctaggart is okay in first class - cause it shows how unbelievably disinterested charles is in other people outside of erik and#other mutants#erik like he's found an equal - the mutants like he's found his people#moira he tends to treat like the other humans - a nice person - who he views as someone to protect and look after#but not one that will understand him intellectually or equally#which is fine - charles maybe all about living in harmony with humans - but like eric there is definitely a superiority there in terms of#his abilities#then you got fuckin raven - who is fine and understandable in the first two films#and becomes progressively annoying in the next two movies#like??? Im just so annoyed.
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