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garnet-xx-rose · 5 months

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Conversations in the Afternoon

Here’s the Love Never Dies fic I’ve had stuck in my head since the concert in London. Mild smut and domestic fluff

Christine loved an early dismissal from rehearsals. She loved her work, but a day when she could get home a few hours earlier than usual was always appreciated.

She could walk around the city, visit the markets, or even sign a few autographs if the locals were brave enough to approach her. (It was the fear of her mysterious suitor that kept them away)

But today, the acclaimed soprano wanted nothing more than to lounge around the house. Coming through the door, Christine took off her boots and ran upstairs, stomping her stocking-covered feet at each step.

The former Vicomtess was used to a house full of noise amongst the servants but enforced silence from her and her son. Speaking too loud, clinking utensils too hard, or playing the piano too late got the same scowl from her ex-husband at every instance. Now, living in a house with a partner who found value in every sound, Christine made noise whenever she could.

She opened her closet and shed her dress and corset for her favorite lace robes: light green and frilly. Christine walked over to the large mirror in their bathroom and took out the many pins in her hair. With the final pin pulled, her auburn tresses came down, and she shook her head, her curls now free. Christine stared into the mirror, spinning around to see her complete look. Between her voluminous hair and loose clothing, Christine felt sexy, another feeling she was getting used to.

She returned downstairs and poured herself a glass of wine before heading to the living room. Humming one of her lover's new compositions, she sat on the chaise and put her legs up, enjoying a few sips before stretching her arms and putting the glass down behind her. She snuggled into the chaise and closed her eyes.

The sound of the front door opening woke Christine from her unexpected sleep. She went to cover herself with the ties of her robe but stopped when she heard the baritone voice of her lover. Smirking, she pushed the robe off her shoulders and kept the robe untied, exposing her legs.

In walked the former Opera Ghost—groceries in one hand and a book of compositions in another. Humming to himself, Erik made his way to the kitchen. He jumped at the sight his eyes fell upon as he walked through the living room.

"Christine?!" Erik yelped, almost dropping his bags.

"Hello, Darling." Christine giggled, enjoying a full view of her angel.

His suit today was one of her favorites, a blue three-piece that fits nicely against his broad shoulders and wide stomach. Her body heated up at the thought of getting his jacket off and feeling him underneath.

Erik tried hard not to look like a fool gazing at his love. The way Christine's curls laid around her face and her robe hugged her frame reminded him of their first night together, when he welcomed her to his world after her spell-bounding debut in Hannibal. Things have become so different since then, yet still the same. His Christine, gorgeous as ever, laid out in a negligee, anticipating his touch.

Erik went to the kitchen to put the bags down and rushed back to Christine's side. He got down on one knee to meet her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You look exquisite as always." He proclaimed, drawing her closer to him.

Christine smiled.

"You as well." She responded, running her hands up his arms and kissing him.

Erik's hands twitched at the feeling of Christine's lips on his. Even months after they began officially courting, Christine so often wanting his kiss and touch was something he struggled to get used to. The urge to cry from such affections crept up on him frequently (and only occurred sometimes).

Christine continued to kiss him as she moved one of her arms from his jacket up to his neck. Stroking the covered side of his face, she slipped a hand under his mask and lifted it slowly. She felt Erik jump at her intrusion, but she continued her unveil when he didn't pull away. With the mask off, Christine placed it next to her wine glass and turned back to her lover.

"There's my beautiful angel," Christine whispered before kissing him again, caressing his unmasked cheek.

"Don't flatter me," Erik proclaimed in between kisses. Christine pulled away from him and looked at him questionably.

"You think I'm lying?" She demanded, frowning with her lips and eyebrows.

"Well, most people wouldn't see "this" as beautiful," Erik replied, circling his hand around his face to emphasize.

"And when have you ever cared what most people think?"

"Since I started making money off of what they think is entertaining," He responded bluntly.

Christine laughed and brought Erik closer to her. She ran her hand over his deformed cheek. She loved feeling the ridges on his face and how her touch made him shiver. The skin was so sensitive.

"Well, I think it's a shame most people can't see your beauty."

"What could you possibly mean?"

"How bright your eyes get when you think of a new composition." She moved her hand to pet his smooth, brown cheek, 'How gorgeous your skin looks in the sun".

The first time they strolled together on the Coney Island boardwalk was when she first saw him in daylight. She was surprised at how radiant he looked, how the sun naturally highlighted his skin. She sometimes felt sad that they couldn't experience this for ten years.

Christine snorted, "Whenever I'm out in the sun too long, I get all red and patchy." She groaned, "Why is it so much stronger here?"

Erik laughed. "Darling, I told you and Gustave to try the cocoa butter. It will help."

Christine pushed him away and stuck out her tongue. "But it makes me feel so greasy."

Erik leaned his lips to Christine's neck to kiss, "Yet it makes you taste even more delicious."

She giggled. "Well, if Gustave had a tone more like yours, he wouldn't get burned every time he goes to the beach."

Erik mumbled into her neck. "Well, I'm sure you were glad not much of me initially showed up in him."

Christine pushed Erik off of her. "Don't talk like that," She spoke sternly.

She hated it when he made these kinds of comments.

He turned away from her, "You don't have to lie to me. It kept you safe."

"It only helped a facade go on for far too long."

Silence filled the room. Erik kept his gaze away from Christine, ruminations controlling his mind. Christine tried to bring him back to her, but it did nothing.

Still turned away from her, she sighed and placed her fingers into Erik's hair, gently scratching at his scalp. She could hear his purrs, and finally, her love turned back in her direction. He laid his head on her shoulder and let out a quiet groan. Christine smiled and continued her strokes.

She loved playing in Erik's coils whenever she could. When she unmasked him at the end of Don Juan, she realized he wore a wig. A slick, black lace front covered patches of gray hair like corkscrews. She had never seen such a hair texture, and amidst all the chaos of his breakdown and her ex-husband's failed attempt at rescuing her, she had little time to take in all of him.

When she reunited with him ten years later, what stood out to her immediately was his full head of coils, free. They were short and still gray. But they were full, and she couldn't help but feel joy at the small sign that Erik was learning to take care of himself.

"Erik?" She said, "Erik, please look at me." He moved from his hiding spot in her neck and met her eyes.

"I don't know how many times I have to tell you this. From the moment I knew I was pregnant, I loved Gustave, no matter what. Even though you left me, I was ready for anything!" She held his face. "I was just so happy to know I'd have a piece of you wherever I went."

Erik groaned, "I just can't forgive myself."

"What do you mean?"

He took her hands off his face to cradle them with his, bowing his head into their clasp. "I should've never left. I should've never left you in such a risky position."

Christine wanted to retaliate, but she stopped herself. Erik needed this moment to tell her whatever's been on his mind.

"I think about you giving birth to him and me not being there. What if he was born not like you? What the Vicomte and his family would've done."

Christine sighed and leaned down to touch Erik's forehead with her own.

Maybe if their child had darker skin or a mangled cheek, Christine's truth would've been revealed much earlier. But at least she wouldn't have lived a lie. Then, she could proudly hold her son and show the world who she adored and the beautiful bundle of joy made from their love.

"Gustave and I would've been together, no matter what. Regardless if you or Raoul were by our side."

Erik gasped at her words.

In his darkest moments, he imagined Christine rejecting Gustave when she first laid eyes on him and saw the horrid face of the Phantom back at her. He saw visions of Christine disposing of Gustave to maintain her wealthy, safe life with the Vicomte.

Once again, Erik was failing the woman he saw as the closest to perfection, underestimating her. He kept judging her as if she was his mother or his owner, people who only saw a devilish child to be exploited. And it wasn't fair.

He was always on edge to make his newfound relationship with Christine work. Terrified, he'd wake up one night to find his love and child gone from his home and world. But his struggle to fully trust her would be the reason for their failure if he didn't change his tune.

Christine thought she had lost her partner to his thoughts again, but his kiss on her knuckles showed something different. Erik took a deep breath, his nostrils and chest expanding.

"I'm so sorry, my love," He whispered. "I keep doubting you, and it's not right. But I am afraid. I fear one day, you will wake up from this new dream of ours and leave. I bring so much chaos and confusion to your life."

To Erik's surprise, Christine chuckled. "It's true it's never a dull moment between us." Her grip on his hands tighter. "But that's what makes life with you so fun."

She took one of her hands under Erik's chin and brought his face up to meet hers.

"Though last I recalled, my darling, you have the nasty habit of running off."

Erik let out a sigh of defeat. He couldn't argue with the truth.

"Forgive me, my angel? For always being such a fool."

Christine smirked. "I can think of a few ways for you to apologize." She leaned back on the couch at the right angle for the straps on her negligee to fall down her shoulders.

Erik's face went hot at the view in front of him. Too impatient for him to get a clue, Christine gripped his collar and pulled his lips to hers. Erik knew not to question her advances.

He got up from his knees and let Christine drag him on top of her on the couch. She wrapped her arm around his neck to deepen the kiss, her other hand swirling his coils, and she did the same with her tongue in his mouth. Erik clutched and caressed her hips and waist.

Erik shakingly glided one of his hands from Christine's waist to the top of her panties. He stopped when he felt the curls of her nether regions, unsure if he should go lower. Christine pushed his hand down, groaning in his mouth at the feeling of his large hand on her lower lips. Erik got the message and started to rub her clit gently, enjoying the feeling of her wetness coating his fingers. Christine's moans grew even louder. When Erik dipped two fingers into her, Christine broke away from his lips to cry out in pleasure. Christine rode herself on Erik's fingers, clutching at his shirt to handle all the sensations as he moved his other hand to her breast to play with her nipple while he sucked at her neck.

The sounds of the house were filled with the moans and gasps of the couple on the couch. But their song was interrupted by the front door opening again and a young boy's voice excitedly calling for his parents.

"Mama, Papa, I'm home!

Christine's groan when Erik entered a third finger turned into a yelp. Erik pulled away and gave her a look of concern, thinking he'd hurt her. His Christine's sweet sounds seduced him from hearing his son's call. Gustave shouted out again.

"Papa? Are you home?"

Christine pushed Erik off and fiddled with her robe, trying her best to hide her breasts and inner thighs. She rolled her eyes at her lover, who hummed in satisfaction at his fine-tuning of his wife, leaving her blushing and flustered. He helped her tie up her robe and fixed her hair to conceal the bites on her neck he could see coming in.

Gustave entered the family room to see his parents sitting on the couch, his mother smiling at him while his father rubbed his hand viciously on his pants.

"You didn't hear me?" The boy asked.

Christine got up from the couch, wobbling, to welcome her son with open arms.

"I'm so sorry, darling, we were just practicing a new aria."

Gustave was confused. "I didn't hear a piano. And it didn't sound like your usual singing, Mama."

Erik let out a hearty laugh. Christine looked at him with a scathing face to shut him up, which he quickly did. She turned back to her son with a warm smile.

"We were practicing some new genres."

She took his backpack and hung it up before leading him out of the room.

"Come along. I'll make you a snack."

Gustave looked up at his mother, "But why didn't I hear any instruments-"

"A cappella. Now, what would you like?"

Satisfied with her answers, Gustave stopped asking questions and recalled his day at school in great detail, complaining about homework and spilling the beans on his school friends' shenanigans. Christine nodded along at his tales and sent him upstairs to wash up.

Before heading to the kitchen, Christine returned to her husband and wrapped her arms around his neck again, her lips almost touching his.

"I expect more of your apology later tonight." She whispered before releasing him from her grasp. She turned away, her long curls slapping Erik's face as they tossed behind her. She walked back into the kitchen, making a note to swing her hips, reminiscent of her short-lived role as Aminta.

While Aminta was a character created from the depth of her Erik's peculiar mind, Christine was an alive mother and wife, living unapologetically in her womanhood. And she was no longer satisfied with a single duet.

#phantom of the opera #erik/christine #poto fic #love never dies

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martianbugsbunny · 1 year

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Martian’s Masterlist!

Figured it was about time I collected all of my fics into one area, will ofc be updating it as I write more. It’s sorted by ship, including wherefrom they originate, with a brief description of what type (one-shot, chapter fic, same-universe if I’m feeling saucy) and a short summary of what happens. V proud of myself for figuring out how to link these tbh, but if any of the links isn’t working for the love of Pete please let me know. Fics with more than one chapter will be linked to the first chapter because...logic.

For the tags, I have chosen to only use the ship names, not __ x __ format, for the sake of trying to keep the tags somewhat in hand. I have, however, tried to use what I’m aware of being the most popular/common names for ships, as well as the alternate ones I’ve seen for more niche stuff. Also tagged are the shipped characters. If I add new ships, I'll have to reblog bc of the tag limit.

*Hands you the rabbit hole* Have fun going down!

CaptainCroc/GoldenHook (Rumplestiltskin x Killian Jones {Once Upon A Time}):

Is This Love Persevering? (It Feels More Like The End of the World): One-shot. Established CaptainCroc mourning the loss of Baelfire. Canon-divergent for the sake of Rumple actually getting to attend his son’s funeral.

Who Makes You See Color: Chapter fic, 14 total. CaptainCroc soulmates AU where one person sees color earlier than the other. Extends from pre-Dark One era to the First Curse being broken.

The Truth Echoes Darkly: Short series; part 1 for The Truth Echoes Darkly. Echo Caves AU where instead of Emma, Hook confesses that he loves Rumple for maximum awkward.

The Echo Goes On: Short series; part 2 for The Truth Echoes Darkly. Back in Storybrooke, Rumple finds himself obsessed with Hook and realizes that he’s fallen in love as well.

My North Star: One-shot. Established CaptainCroc vow renewal, featuring Hook’s inner thoughts about how much he loves Rumple.

Better Than Blood: One-shot. Pretty racy, but the point is thinking about the poeticism of having sex with your ex-nemesis.

Cherik (Charles Xavier x Erik Lehnsherr {X-Men Movies}):

Sweetheart Will You Sleep With Me: One-shot. The night before they fight Shaw, Charles and Erik make the most of the little time they know they have left together and sleep in Charles’ room. Fluff, don’t get too excited by the title lol.

Baby While You’re At It: One-shot. Based on a Jessie Murph song. Angst with a happy ending. Charles is furious when Erik crashes a party at the school, so they have it out in the kitchen and get more-or-less back together by the end.

Espionage Husbands (Talos x Nick Fury {Captain Marvel/Secret Invasion}):

Locked In This Embrace: One-shot. Focuses on the forehead-touching scene from Episode 1, plus an original scene or two afterwards. Mostly Talos pining for Nick with a happy ending.

If You Are Gilgamesh And Did These Things: One-shot. Angst without a happy ending because the author was very upset and sad when Talos died. Nick is grieving Talos; Sonya isn’t helping.

Frankenwolf (Ruby Lucas x Victor Frankenstein {Once Upon A Time}):

Den of Blankets: One-shot. Ruby’s wolf instincts kick in during pregnancy and she builds a blanket-fort den. V fluff.

She Deserves To Have Your Name: One-shot (possibly same-universe as Den of Blankets). Victor has doubts about whether or not their child should have the name Frankenstein, but Ruby wouldn’t hear of anything else.

It’s Just A Dream: One-shot. Ruby has a nightmare spawned from her fears of being a bad parent; Victor comforts her.

As The Storm Blows Through: One-shot. Victor has anxiety during a storm because of what happened with Gerhardt, and Ruby comforts him.

Secret Admirers Are For The Subtle: One-shot. Victor anonymously sends Ruby flowers at the diner so he can drop by, “notice” them, and stick around to sketch them, all so he can spend time with Ruby. She’s on to him the entire time.

Blue Skies Smiling At Me: One-shot. Utterly fluffy beach fic. Ruby is having a good day relaxing with her friends, and it only gets better when her handsome husband joins them.

Frankenberry And The Fruit Brute: One-shot. Fun little Halloween fic where Ruby and Victor discover the General Mills cereals that match their fairytale identities.

Precursor To A Love Song: One-shot. Hyperion Heights AU where Ruby and Victor meet and feel an instant connection, even though they don’t know why. She’s a fashion designer and he’s a piano player/freelance artist. Potential springboard for a full chapter fic if I feel like it.

HatterHare (Mad Hatter x March Hare {Adventures In Wonderland}):

The First Kiss: One-shot. Just a fluffy lil idea about what their first kiss might’ve been like.

Every Bit Of You: One-shot. Projection’n’stuff about food issues basically.

Kalluzeb (Garazeb Orrelios x Alexsandr Kallus {Star Wars Rebels}):

Don’t You Know It’s Because He Loves You?: One-shot. Kallus discovers that Zeb is in love with him via a Lasat Honor Guard tradition.

To Convince You That I Love You: Chapter fic. Kallus does risky things to prove he would do anything for love of Zeb, or that he’s worthy of him, and ends up getting hurt. Angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort.

Lokius (Loki x Mobius {Loki}):

The Man Of My Dreams And He’s Just Out Of Reach: One-shot (with a very long name lol). Mobius stands there across the street from Don’s house and misses Loki. Author was having some Feelings™.

Outlaw Queen (Regina Mills x Robin Hood {Once Upon A Time}):

A Slice Of Life: One-shot. Regina spends the day with her boys and thinks about how awesome it is to have them. V fluffy because the OQ family didn’t get enough of that.

Paxe/AxePaz (Paz Vizsla x Axe Woves {The Mandalorian}):

We Are Mandalorians: Our Love Must Be Forged: Chapter fic, 11 total. Axe and Paz slowly fall in love as they engage in the battle to retake Mandalore, more or less a fix-it for Paz dying in S3 canon.

PloKit (Plo Koon x Kit Fisto {Star Wars: the Clone Wars}):

Reader, Plo Married Him: One-shot. Plo and Kit share some quiet time just after their wedding.

The Tender Daily Ritual: One-shot. Basically just fluff; Kit helps Plo with lotioning his skin because it dries out in oxygen atmospheres.

Scogan (Scott Summers x Logan Howlett {X-Men Movies}):

Torn Between Love And Fear: One-shot. Scott wants to stay after sex and sleep in Logan’s room, but Logan is terrified of hurting him during a nightmare. Angst with a happy (and sort of spicy) ending.

You Scratch My Back, I’ll Scratch Yours: One-shot. Logan and Scott discover they have a mutual pain kink and indulge in it together for the first time. Incredibly spicy, I'm so proud of myself.

Spones (Spock x Dr. McCoy {Star Trek TOS}):

I Could Drink A Case Of You (I Would Still Be On My Feet): One-shot. Based on a Joni Mitchell song; angsty with a happy ending.

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scarlet--wiccan · 1 year

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What do you think Viv and Wanda’s relationship is like? We’ve seen a bit of it and I think viv is slated to appear in Wanda’s series so that will probably expand on it more but I’d personally label it like. Aunt/niece, particularly based on Simon and vision’s relationship

It is kind of funny I think Wanda that is seemingly closer to viv than vision is with Billy and Tommy

I think it makes sense for her as a character; I think there was a storyline about her still sort of counting whizzer and nuklo as family members even after they were revealed to be unrelated, she still considers magneto her father (even though she has very right not to do so, Agatha has been described as a mother figure, Simon was easily accepted as a brother in law even though that relationship isn’t quite as clear cut, she has a very familial relationship with many avengers and even bova, I wouldn’t be surprised if she was like, Rachel carpenter’s godmother… Wanda strikes me as the kind of person who likes a big family. I don’t think she’d ever want to have more kids but she’s more than willing to let friends, the family of friends, and mentors/mentees into like a familial inner circle.

You are so, so right-- Wanda collects chosen family members the way I collect fucking comic books. Wanda's so into having a fantastical web of foster relatives that her own biological children became abstract resurrection babies that are now grown adults when they should in kindergarten. Wanda has three dads and five mothers, almost none of whom had any hand in raising her. If you gave Wanda the opportunity, she'd probably try to adopt Zaladane as her sister. Or Luminous. Or fucking Lore.

This is, actually, a core tenet of her character though. Wanda is very motivated by family, and she is often driven to create a sense of home, safety and stability for herself and her loved ones. She expresses this in, like, a normal way during her marriage to the Vision, and later, as an exaggerated trauma response during House of M and Disassembled. It makes sense, when you think of her early life. Wanda and Pietro were heavily influenced by loss and a lack of security as children. Where Pietro creates distance between himself and others, Wanda holds people close and puts a lot of value on her relationships. Just look at their relationships with their father figures-- she has always been closer and more sentimental with Robert, Django, and Erik. Part of that is just because she's a female character, so she's typically written to be more empathetic, but I do think it works for their dynamic.

Viv is the daughter of Wanda's ex-husband. There's no actual word in the English language for that relationship. Technically, people in this situation are not related at all, but Wanda is still close to the Vision and clearly has a vested interest in the girl's wellbeing. If we were to compare Wanda's connection to Virginia with the Vision's connection to Simon, then technically, Wanda is Virginia's sister, and therefore Viv's aunt. I could see her stepping up in a guardian or parental role, if needed. I would actually like to see them having a dynamic similar to Nadia and Janet Van Dyne. My personal headcanon is actually that Viv's "human" disguise is modeled partially off of Wanda, which is why she presents as a person of color.

As for why Wanda has a better relationship with Viv than Vision does with Billy or Tommy.... well, I just think she's a more present parent in general. Sounds funny to say, but she tries her best to be a normal mom. Wanda tried to rebuild her relationships in the most appropriate way possible after Children's Crusade. The Vision, on the other hand, has a tendency to become cold and distant with people any time there is a traumatic separation-- he did it in the 90s when Wanda was with Simon, and he did it again after coming back in the 2010s. Again, kinda like Wanda and Pietro, there is a consistent pattern in the contrasting ways that Wanda and Vision navigate family, loss, and trauma.

#wanda #viv vision #robintext #the vision

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arale2126 · 1 month

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Cherik 「Jean-acquisition」 fic list

Went over my Pocket List and here is the list of dads!Cherik and Jean as their daughter.

For those who want to skip my personal ramblings: my absolute top top top favorites [one] [two] [three] [four]

— turning tables

I didn't even mean to search for Cherik fics at the time as I don't even ship them. The ship was huge so I had always knew of them and enjoyed watching people going crazy over them for more than a decade but I didn't get deep into the fandom or anything. Until that very fateful night. I was knee deep in Grindeldore feels for unknown reasons (still am, btw) and got a huge urge to read Dumbledore using legilimency to soothe his crying daughter. Being not the top ship as Grindeldore was, there simply wasn't any fic that fit the criteria. And what did I do? Searched the Cherik tag, obviously. It was just a logical shortcut: what telepath with kids wouldn't do that? Stayed up until 2am to finish the entire thing and the rest was history. The idea of Cherik with wee!Jean had taken root like the most normal thing on Earth.

— An Earlier Heaven

Pre-DOFP so Erik is characterized as only borderline-abusive instead of, you know, full blown, Charles-need-to-file-a-restraining-order-against-his-ex-who-is-incapable-of-being-anything-but-angry kind of abusiveness.

— Red Riding Hood | 5 times Jean said something embarrassing + 1 she didn't

pure chaos wee!Jean crack and two very embarrassed and exasperated dads

— Looking Forwards (Backwards)

grown-up!Jean reminisces about growing up with Charles and Erik as she fills in for all the history that Logan has missed after DOFP. I wish it was longer because it's so sweet and warms my heart.

— Four times Erik was called dad and one time he was called husband

fluff domestic ASMR basically

— Rest of their Lives

Prompt from Mnemo_ink: After Jean destroys Vuk by letting the Phoenix force free, the light descends back on Earth and envelops Charles. When the light fades away, Charles has a baby in his arms: it's Jean. I can't describe how much I love this idea. It's a cultural thing, I think. There is a notion that if the bond between people are strong enough, it would continue lives after lives. Whatever you incarnates into in the next life, in one way or another, you would find a way to be back together again and again. This prompt reflects that idea really well. Of billions others on Earth, once again, Charles is chosen. He is forgiven. He gets a chance at redemption, to be a father again. It is just indescribably beautiful to me.

— To Love and Be Loved

👌🏼👏🏼😫 have to use emojis because i'm lost for words at how *chef kiss this is. It's domestic fluff on steroid strapped to a rocket. 「 of course erik would give the kids little metal tokens so he could always sense them--and there is some COMPLICATED meta to be written here about how charles's wheelchair binds them together too 」

— For I Mean to Conquer Troy

This fic purifies my heart and ascends me. It's like I'm wrapped around by warm comfort and soothing lullabies. You know how in First Class Charles tells Erik "There is good, too. I felt it." That is the Erik in this fic, the characterization that is grossly overlooked, I dare say. And the author predicts who he could be in Apocalypse in 2011 as well. 👏🏼

#cherik

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heavymetal · 1 year

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♪ Album Anniversary:

WARRANT - Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinking Rich was released January 31st 1989!

♪ The dude on the cover is called Fugazi

♪ Wiki Info: The album was released amidst some controversy. It was widely rumored that guitarists Erik Turner and Joey Allen had not played a note on the album and that all guitar work had been performed by ex-Streets guitarist and session musician Mike Slamer. While the rumor has never been verified, Slamer's wife confirmed in 1998 that her husband played guitar on the record. Mike Slamer has stated in interviews that he played guitar and the lead solos on the album. Producer Beau Hill stated in a 2012 interview that Slamer did in fact play on the album. Beau had said to the band that the "songs are really great, but I think we’re a little weak in the solo department and so I like to bring somebody in". Beau also stated that "everybody in the band signed off on it and everything was done above ground".

#heavy metal #80s music #80s metal #80's music #80s #80 s music #80’s #80's hair band #warrant #dirty rotten filthy stinking rich

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gerec · 2 years

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do you have any recs for serial killer AUs and/or fics where Charles or Erik (or both) are really dark? thank you!!!

Hi Anon! I have ALL the serial killer aus for you yes!!! (Not all of them have dark Charles/Erik but every single one is awesome and worth reading :D Also, the last 2 are not serial killer related). Hope you enjoy!!!

Rampage by wallhaditcoming (uvcatastrophe)

When police uncover evidence that notorious serial killer Magneto is obsessed with Professor Charles Xavier, they immediately move to put him into Witness Security. Only Xavier refuses. The police come up with trumped up charges to arrest him and thus keep him safe until they can apprehend the killer. Erik is not happy that the police have chosen to drag Charles into this and are now trying to keep him from him, and shows his displeasure the best way he knows how – an increased body count. Playing With Fire by professor

Charles is a detective determined to catch a serial killer.

If the serial killer doesn’t catch him first.

Paralyzer by Yahtzee

In 1965, Erik Lehnsherr has infiltrated the NYPD for his own purposes – but his powers make him a brilliant detective. Yet that’s not why FBI agent Charles Xavier has sought him out. It’s because the mysterious killer they’re both trying to find is murdering people like them: other mutants.

Their search for a madman binds them together. Their inner demons may tear them apart. But the greatest danger comes when the killer they’re looking for looks back …

Charles’ Killer by luchia

When detective Charles Xavier finds himself hunting down a vendetta-driven serial killer, it doesn’t take long for him to realize he’s in over his head. It only takes a little longer for him to realize his killer is, too.

Incy Wincy Spider by Tawabids

Erik Lehnsherr is a renowned homicide detective, with his husband Charles at home and his partner on the job, Moira MacTaggert. When a twisted serial killer starts targeting mutants, Erik and Moira are the perfect team for the job, especially since Erik himself is the mutant poster-boy of an NYPD trying to improve their image.

But what they don’t yet know is that the serial killer is an old soul out of Erik’s past, and his next move is to pull Charles into his web.

Thirty Years by Ourgirlfriday

Thirty years ago, Charles was rookie FBI agent working working the case of a serial killer. Little does he know, this mysterious new killer is Erik Lensherr, the man he saved from drowning one day when he first got started.

What Took Place in the Palace of the Snow Queen, and What Happened Afterward by cm (mumblemutter)

He was quite blue, yes nearly black with cold; but he did not observe it, for she had kissed away all feeling of cold from his body, and his heart was a lump of ice.

Let's Just Forget the World. by PippinPips

He's not supposed to be here, but that doesn't stop him. He wants to be even closer if he can.

The Bell's Toll by MonstrousRegiment

Charles Xavier goes to prison, and is recruited by a spy/assassin division of the government. Dismal a beginning as this might look, it unbelievably goes downhill. Erik, the necessary stoic ex-military man, gets sidled with him. Not a single person is amused.

A Game of Strategy by wallhaditcoming (uvcatastrophe)

In a world where Omega Class mutants are ageless, the only way to be rid of Emperor Magneto, who has ruled unopposed for centuries, is to kill him. The resistance, under the leadership of Charles Xavier, has taken up that task, but Xavier's motivations are not what they seem.

#cherik #fic rec #gerec's fic rec #serial killer au #dark!charles #dark!erik #love every one of these they're amazing

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samhlaiocht · 11 months

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~ @somewherebetweenrage || Liked for a starter from Maria ~

Finding Frank Castle is proving to be an almost impossible task. No matter who she asks she gets the same response, which is usually ‘What are you looking for him for?’. However, the mission has done wonders for her espionage abilities - She’s become excellent at acquiring information. That information is what led her to Erik. From all accounts, he’s one of the last people to have come in contact with Frank. Now, she doesn’t know if that was weeks ago, months - It could even be years. For all she knows Frank could be dead and she’s just doing a scavenger hunt to find his grave. However, she can’t give up. Mostly because she doesn’t know what she’d do otherwise. She doesn’t know anyone. The world is different. Hell, Frank is different from what she’s been hearing.

Straightening her shirt, she takes a minute to compose herself. She doesn’t know much about Erik, so she’s not sure how he’ll react to her just showing up. However, she has to give it a shot. “Erik? I’m sorry to bother you but have you got a minute? I’m Maria Castle and I just had a few questions to ask you about my husband. Well - Ex-Husband, I suppose.” She’s not sure how dying and coming back to life factors into their relationship status.

#somewherebetweenrage #;maria & erik { somewherebetweenrage }#;maria starter

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dick-helmet-magneto · 8 months

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Au where Magda lived. So don't look too into this.

Magda telling Erik to kill all the cops. Erik taking the family to the school.

Charles being jealous and Petty towards Magda.

Chalres: You hated Moria. But Magda is the exception.

Magda: This human was very fully aware who he was because he told her the night he met her.

Magda: This human is fully aware if what he is and what he can do.

Magda: This human is fully aware that her husband despite his ex used him for can keep their daughter safe.

Magda built different and she isn't afraid and won't hesitate to show the telepathic bastard why.

I always love AUs like this. I think i've read every one on ao3 by now. Honestly, just enjoy the three of them ending up together because Magda is the only one with brain cells and makes Charles and Erik talk it out. She sets them down and just tells them they love each other

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tonyspep · 2 years

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and you can keep up all the chatter bout my happy ever after (cause all that really matters is he’s mine)

a/n: this is for @jostystyles 2.6k top tracks writing challenge celebration. the lyrics i chose were "i've got his name i've got his nights" from the song "bragger" by kelsea ballerini and the player i picked was erik johnson. his love interest is an actress who looks like camila mendes from riverdale, palm springs and do revenge. thanks to @fallinallincurls who helped me brainstorm and is just the best. gif credit goes to @landyskog

~*~and you can keep up all the chatter bout my happy ever after~*~

(cause all that really matters is he's mine)

pairing: erik johnson x oc

summary: isabel ramos has always tried to keep her private life away from the white hot glare of the spotlight, but with a man like erik johnson on her arm, how can she not brag

rating: t

[red carpet debut]

he ain't from round

this side of town

but he fits into every crowd

and he knows just how to do my body and my heart right

At this point red carpets - for vanity liquor launches, for the latest Netflix drama or superhero tentpole flick to even the Oscars - Isabel had been there and done that. She knew what to expect; the white hot glare from all of the lights, the constant flashes of hundreds of cameras, forty different people shouting her name and of course the dozens of interviews from various entertainment news outlets.

Tonight - walking the white (pun intended) carpet - for the second season premiere of HBO Max's newest crown jewel in White Lotus would be just a little different. She wouldn't be walking the carpet alone. She knew everyone was gossiping about her and her co-star, the handsome British actor, Theo James, but tonight she was putting those rumors to bed for good.

Guiding her down the carpet for the first time was going to be her husband (yes, husband you read that right) Colorado Avalanche stalwart defenseman, Erik Johnson. Her lips couldn't help but curl proudly as her long time makeup artist worked her magic. Keeping things private was never easy, not even Ben and Jen had managed to keep their wedding reception from leaking. But Erik's teammates were sweet in respecting their wishes and her friends were all too familiar with things getting out to the public before you wanted them to.

She touched the four point five karat sapphire ring on her finger, her heart picking up speed while butterflies erupted in her stomach. She had done this a hundred times - since she was sixteen and had broken out on the soap opera General Hospital, playing mobster Sonny Corinthos's headstrong daughter whose mother was his former lover and attorney, Alexis Davis - but this was truly different. Even though she had walked carpets with her exes and flings and everything in between, Erik wasn't them. He was everything she had hoped and dreamed of as a girl watching every rom com she could get her hands on.

Slipping her wedding ring from her left ring finger to her right, she laughed softly. There were still some things they wanted to keep for themselves.

"Hola, esposa," Erik's jumbled Spanish made Isabel smile, her own dimples appearing to match his. "Nice try, Blanquito," Her voice was soft and placating but Erik took it in stride, her teasing making his stomach tumble like only she could.

Growing up with Brazilian parents, Isabel learned Spanish before she learned English and could speak conversational Portuguese as well. Erik was trying his hand at Spanish and more often than not he mostly succeeded in making her laugh as he asked why she couldn't just teach him the naughty words.

Once her makeup was finished, he let out a whistle at seeing her full white carpet look. A summery silk maxi dress in a deep green with a plunging neckline and silvery strappy heels while her velvet black hair was twisted into an elaborate braid crown gave her the glam of the star she was and kept with the show's luxury resort theme. It was hard to believe she was his. He was just a hockey player, a Minnesotan born and bred raised in his small town that somehow made it to the league, forget being drafted number one overall and now winning the Cup.

Their first night, the thin Mountain air around them, her sneaking into Denver on a private flight in the wee hours (Erik knew it wasn't his best display of leadership but fuck it, Isabel was too good to be true) on a game day, she told him - their bodies plastered together, sticky with sweat, that's what she liked most about him. That he was the small town boy who made good. It reminded her that she was a small town girl, having left her Brazilian tropical life behind, for a brighter future in the States, her parents wanting to give her everything they never had. That she was just Isabel. Not this international celebrity, a point of fascination for strangers, but a girl who ached for love like any normal person would.

Everything was dimmer with Erik on her arm - the white hot glare warm instead of intense, the shouting not as invasive - except her smile. She knew it was blinding as they posed, his large hand on the small of her back. She missed the cool metal of his ring against her skin but she would make do. No one needed to know everything about her.

The headlines from The Cut to Duemoix to TMZ came fast and furious once they were at the after party at Balthazar with the rest of the cast and director and creator, Mike White.

@IsabelRamosUpdates WE TOLD YOU!!! WE TOLD YOU!!! OUR GIRL DID NOT DISAPPOINT ON THE WHITE LOTUS RED CARPET. SHE LOOKED STUNNING IN VINTAGE CHANEL AND OH YEAH DID YOU SEE HER MAN???? CHECK HER FOLLOWS SHE'S BEEN FOLLOWING AND LIKING THE COLORADO AVALANCHE POSTS SINCE LAST JUNE!!! SHE HAD Y'ALL FOOLED WITH THOSE THEO JAMES RUMORS HA HA HA HA @TMZ @THECUT @VULTURE @USWEEKLY AND WE HAVE THE RECEIPTS

[screenshots of her likes] [video clip of her saying she does not have a man] [posing with fans at the avs playoff games] [instagram comments on @6erikjohnson6's photos/videos]

@IsabelRamosUpdates come to us for the real stuff our girl was slick and got herself one good looking man. 6 '4 235 SIGN US UP AND DOES HE HAVE FRIENDS???????????

@TMZ on the white lotus white carpet dazzling isabel ramos gushes about new man, hockey player erik johnson "he looks pretty good huh?" "i'm very happy" "oh i'm always at every game i can go to just because you haven't seen me doesn't mean I'm not there"

@USWeekly theo james who???? putting to bed those pesky rumors two time emmy nominee isabel ramos debuts hockey player beau on the white lotus red carpet. she jokes with our carrie reynolds "a lady doesn't kiss and tell buuuuut all that time on the ice has its benefits''

Isabel wasn't surprised how easily Erik fell in with the cast and crew, charming them like he had charmed her. She couldn't imagine being any happier and that meant she was entitled to brag, posting a black and white shot of them in a heated embrace in their private car on the way back to the hotel. His large hand slipping under the silk of her dress while her hands were tangled in his soft blonde hair, their lips locked in a steamy kiss.

@isabel life has never been this good @6erikjohnson6

[banner night]

i don't want to be a bragger

but my man's a heart attacker

like mcconaughey and jagger

Tonight at Ball Arena they would be raising the Avs Championship banner and she wouldn't have missed this for the world. Filming for her next project - playing Sue Storm in the upcoming MCU version of the Fantastic Four opposite Henry Golding as Reed Richards - wouldn't start until the next summer, so now she was in supportive wife (girlfriend to everyone else) mode. The custom denim jacket Mel Landeskog had made for herself and the other wives and girlfriends fit well. The burgundy crop top and ripped jeans were more sporty than she normally dressed but the platform sneakers made her feel more like herself, elevating her closer to Erik's towering height like her trustee heels would normally.

The hat she wore belonged to him, the scent of his cologne lingering and that distinctive warm vanilla and woodsy scent he naturally carried made heat course through her veins.

He was too good to be true, stepping out of their bedroom in his well fitted suit, the broadness of his shoulders too much for her to take.

As good as he looked in his suit, when he took the ice in his full pads and jersey, she couldn't resist snapping a picture and if her caption sent people spiraling oh well.

@isabel [picture of erik during warm ups] whatta man whatta man whatta whatta man whatta mighty mighty good man

@ISABELRAMOSUPDATES OUR GIRL IS THIRSTY AND WE SUPPORT IT GET IT QUEEN

@tonyspep quote tweet STARS THEY'RE JUST LIKE US LOOK AT KRISTINA (she'll always be kristina from gh to me) THIRSTING OVER MY GUY ERIK JOHNSON YOU LOVE TO SEE IT

[live with kelly and ryan]

and he'd never tell you he don't want attention

but he's just too damn good not to mention

"Now, Isabel…." Kelly started, waggling her eyebrows while Ryan laughed beside her. "Let's talk about this very handsome, very tall man named Erik Johnson. Have you heard of him? I hear you two are close."

"Have I heard of him? Hmmmm. His name sounds familiar. Would you happen to have a picture? Maybe if I saw what he looked like I could answer your question, Kelly."

"Well, Ryan I do believe we have a few pictures don't we?"

"Yes, Kelly, I believe we do. Just queued up from Miss Ramos's instagram ready to go. Like this one from the night of the White Lotus premiere, you're amazing on the show by the way. There's also this one from Del Mar race track. This one is from their kitchen. People eat on counter tops, young lady. And oh this one is from the night his team raised their championship banner."

"Huh, I guess I do know Erik Johnson. Oh my Gosh he will kill me for this as he likes to think he's all mysterious. He's really a big teddy bear. He throws his weight around on the ice and all that, but when we have down time we're usually with our horses and dogs and he loves those animals so much. We have our five dogs and then we foster Berners and Goldens, too. So it's crazy at home sometimes and that's actually how we met; I ride, I've done it since I was five back in Brazil and he raises race horses. And it doesn't help that he looks very good in his jeans on the ranch."

"And on the ice, too. Judging by this comment on the picture you posted of him. Is this what the kids would call thirsty, Ryan?"

"You would have to ask the kids, Kelly."

"Oh my gosh! Stop it!"

"We'll be right back with more Isabel Ramos after the break where we promise to ask her about the crazy second season of her show White Lotus!"

[one year later]

i've got his nights, i've got his name

there ain't no shame in this girl's game

if he were yours you'd do the same without apologizing

@isabel [picture of her and erik lounging by the pool his hand on her butt, wedding ring on display] [picture of them with her hand on his abs, her ring on display]

now playing "bragger" by @kelseaballerini i've got his nights/i've got his name #itsisabeljohnsonbitch

@ISABELRAMOSUPDATES [SCREAMING] OUR GIRL WENT AND DROPPED A WHOLE NEW NAME!!! WE HAVE TO RUN SCREAMING INTO THE NIGHT AS WE CHANGE OUR @ BECAUSE QUEEN HAD A WHOLE SECRET WEDDING!!! AND OMG LOOK AT THAT ROCK!!! ALSO THOSE ABS ON HUBS WE ARE LOOKING AND NOT RESPECTFULLY WE MIGHT BE BACK IDK WE ARE HAVING A FULL ON MELTDOWN GAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

TMZ newsroom "okay wow wow that is all i have to say!!! wow!!! over the weekend superstar isabel ramos broke the internet with her reveal that she is MARRIED!" harvey yelled.

"you guys," charlie gushed. "this is aaaaamazing. like first of all the pics she dropped were hot af. like look at her! and look at her husband!"

"charlie is plotting how she can reveal jake as her surprise husband," derek joked.

@USWeekly SECRETLY MARRIED!!!!! [pictures of erik and isabel]

Their phones hadn't stopped buzzing and eventually Erik put them on do not disturb. Rolling over so her lithe frame was pinned under his bigger, stronger body, he started to kiss her neck, slow and sweet the way she liked best.

Her back arches, bare breasts rubbing against his bare chest. She sighs softly, her tongue melting with his own as they kiss. Her fingers rake across the muscles in his broad back while his hands mold to her curves, feeling every inch of her porcelain skin.

"Should we get started on a secret baby now?" He asks, lips sucking at her perky breasts. "Who says we haven't been already?" She arches a perfectly shaped brow.

"Izzy," He's the only one who calls her that and hearing it, so soft and hopeful but still with that growling edge because he wants her so bad, makes her heart skip several beats. "It's too soon to know for sure," Her cheeks flush, soft smile on her pretty lips. "But I'm late." She confesses and by the pool, in the hot Denver sun Erik shows her just how bad he wants to start their family if they haven't already.

[ten months later]

if he were a wine he'd be the shelf at the top (top)

if he were a house he'd be the end of the block (block)

walked up to my heart and went knock knock knock

so i've got to show him off

@isabeljohnson this isn't a surprise @6erikjohnson6 and i could keep a secret matteo "matty" david johnson was born yesterday at mount sinai. he weighed in at 7 pounds and twenty one inches long and we couldn't love him more #mama #daddy

[picture of isabel, erik and matty]

#erik johnson #erik johnson x oc #colorado avalanche #fanfiction #hockey fanfiction #hockey rpf #erik johnson imagine #hockey imagines

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spectres-fulcrum · 9 months

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Wilhelm and Shinobu Takatsuki as weird emotionally validating mirrors

Other than Prince Henry of Wales and Alex, FSOTUS from RWRB (Which is duh cause he's probably distant cousins with Henry cause European royalty is like that) the other rich guy teen queer I need Wilhelm to meet is Shinobu Takatsuki from Junjou Romantica(Which is a problematic af series do not read it but despite everything the Terrorist pairing salvages the best love story because they communicate their fears and their love but when it's 2015 and you google gay animes that was the highest recced and not warned about and I feel like I just aged myself). Their stories are wildly differently but I feel like they'd validate each other's terrible and anxious teenage years and emotions and also... Living a mindless life and being expected to continue that but finding the one person that brings you to life and although you shouldn't, you need it.

And they both know what it's like to find it, and to have the cruelest twist of fate turn it into an anxious thing. But to fight for it.

I feel like Wilhelm would hear about Shinobu's quote that is summed up to 'I'm super smart and sporty without effort, from a rich family, have no ambition, I figured I could attend uni, get a job, and get married and live a mindless life but I found the one thing that brings me joy and that's you! Is that so bad!' And be like I'm in this picture and I don't like it. He REALLY doesn't like it.

(Also Shinobu bby, yes, it's "so bad" because A. You are 17 talking to your sister's 35yo EX husband he cannot give into you and B. You were 13/14 when you met him. 14. And you had accepted you would never truly feel anything in life and that is HEARTBREAKING. Like it's Japan so of course it never flagged anything but that quote always tugs on my heartstrings so badly. Because he had written off the idea of love. And once he fell he would cross any line for it. And he tried to shut. It. Off. )

And that's Wilhelm. A prince. Good universities. An acceptable dating pool of ladies. Nothing that made him feel anything. And then Simon. And he even says it. He almost wishes he never felt those emotions cause once he had it he couldn't live without them. And he's willing to consider throwing it all away to keep Simon.

And they both TRIED. Wilhelm tried to let Simon move on-he did. He kissed Felice hoping to feel anything. Shinobu transferred to a school in Australia. Isolating himself from his family, his friends, his language, his culture. We don't know much about those years but I imagine he ran but anxiety and depression followed(You will pry the headcanon of Shinobu's rich brat persona hiding his depression and manifesting as a desprete attempt to get the only thing he truly wants: The only person he will ever love out of my cold dead hands)

I imagine he was very alone. Because he remembered the guy he stole glances at in the library, the guy, out of the millions of people, saved him from being mugged. The guy, who, ended up being his sister's husband to be in a marriage of conveiance. And that was their first official meeting.

So anyone would tell him, he's Risako's husband. How could he be crushing on Risako's husband. But he was the nameless man in the library first. He was Shinobu's before he was Risako's. So he never tells anyone, he just runs.

And anytime Wilhelm cries out, he gets shut down, because he has responsibilies and has to mature and live up to Erik's impossibly high shadow and this isn't a punishment but he never asked for it. He never asked for any of it. He just wants to be a boy who loves a boy. Just like Shinobu wanted that nameless library man.

And they both go crazy in love. Wilhelm announced to the world that that was him in the video without any warning the palace. Shinobu, upon his sister's divorce, suddenly transferred home to pursue her now ex husband. Wilhelm can still step down.

I can see them laughing and looking back at being teenagers in love with that recklessness of being 16 and 17, going "Did we actually do that? And that actually worked?" And it did. (I mean-we don't know about Wilmon but we know Wilmon will end up together). But also talking about anxiety and trying to move on and failing and breaking down in bedrooms that weren't home but was more of a home that their parent's home.

I can't wait to see Wilhelm and Simon as happy as Shinobu and Miyagi are in current manga.

I just need Shinobu and Wilhelm to be weird mirrors but validating mirrors in isolating times. Idk if I can get timelines to work or reasons why a Swedish prince would meet the son of a Japanese professor(although I always liked the idea that Shinobu's maternal grandmother was European, thus the blonde hair. I always went French but could go old money Swedish...?)

#prince wilhelm #shinobu takatsuki #Junjou terrorist #junjou romantica #young royals #I feel so strongly about shinobu #ESPECIALLY his australia years #imo his host family convinced his father to let them take him to a therapist and it did him so much good #And his anxiety vs his spoiled brat exterior #Like he begged miyagi for love but didn't even hint about his birthday cause he doesn't talk about himself #They both needed henry and alex #thank god shinobu and miyagi hopefully get to come out on their own terms #they're discussing it in the manga #so even if they're outed they're already discussing it #And it won't be go the world #Someone talk to me about shinobu takatsuki please #Cause 8 years later he's still my baby #Who will be an amazing bilingual lawyer #Just like Alex #He's just not a headstrong teen #he's a young man with a boyfriend who wears a promise ring and they share an apartment and a life and they talk about shit and it's great #He's amazing #They somehow turned into goals

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