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Technologically-challenged lush. Does have a name, but you can call me tonight.

This blog is run by a bird. It contains bad text posts, and sometimes hot mutant yaois.

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Title: You Should Consider Having Sex With A Bearded Man

Artist: The Beards

Played: 137 times


I just found this saved on my computer. I tried to Google reverse image search, but nothing came up. I love it so much. If you made it let me know so I can love on you.





attempt to draw cherik for kiss day, ended up with no kissin at all.. o{—-{

The first one seems very IC for the new movie. :P

In the plane scene, when Erik was attempting to apologize, I was so waiting for him to try to lean in and Charles be like “No >:|”


TO RATTLE THE STARS, by pangeasplits and garnetquyen

Rating: E

Pairing: Charles/Erik

Chapters: 1/11


All his life Charles has chafed at the bonds of gravity that hold him bound to tiny and backwater Montressor, more at home in the sky on his solar surfer than on the ground, where he’s stuck working at his stepfather’s inn. His heart and soul yearn for the stars, and it’s his dream to one day be a spacer and sail across the cosmos on adventure.

The opportunity comes sooner than he ever imagined one night when a ship crash-lands on the inn’s front doorstep, carrying a dying pirate with a mysterious map and a dire warning: beware the cyborg.

[A Disney’s Treasure Planet AU]

Read the first chapter here!


I’ve been haunted lately by the idea of a modern AU in which Charles and Erik are professors at the same university, and they’re in love, except Charles is a human-friendly mutant rights activist and Erik is increasingly radical; Erik, who manifested at age twelve after the death of his mother, was for several years institutionalized at a hospital for mutants deemed dangerous to society, where he was subjected to medical experiments performed by a certain Dr. Schmidt — the man Erik has been searching for for nearly two decades.

When Erik discovers that Schmidt is now Shaw, the leader of an international coalition of mutant terrorists, he’s determined to confront Shaw on his own terms. So with a small group of fellow mutants, Charles and Erik go it alone…

Except that when they arrive at Shaw’s base of operations, they find that a team of CIA agents has been sent to apprehend Shaw for themselves. This goes predictably terribly. Erik wants only to kill Shaw, never mind the cost. When he fires on the agents in an attempt to get them out of the way, they fire back. Not that that matters to Erik: he can crumple their guns, he can deflect their bullets. Only that’s where it all goes wrong. (And so it is, and so it will ever be, on and on and on…)

And in this one Erik for whatever reason doesn’t have Shaw’s helmet, so when Charles goes down, his shields drop and he feels everything Erik feels: he sees Erik seeing him on the ground, feels Erik feeling the bullet embedded in him, then the bullet working its way out, then the bullet in Erik’s hand, and all the while Erik thinking one long Oh. I’ve done this. No ‘What have I done?’ — he knows.

the-doctor-to-my-tardis: hi um so your cherik fic recs are glorious thank you ever so much and i have a question, you said at the bottom like everyone has read fics like Paper Monsters and The Better Men, and i was wondering if you have anymore of those like cherik classics that everyone needs to have read? Thank you so much <33

Woah there this is a surprise!! I haven’t written/recced anything in so long hahaha and oh man I’m like a fandom grandpa I’m hobbling around with all this knowledge of what was hip a year ago but idk what’s been going on lately what’s up kids 

But if you’re like. totally new??? Then check out my fic recs tag, there’s a bunch of old classics masterposts, and my other fic rec tag also has some shit i like probs. If you exhaust those and really want more then there’s some stuff buried in the archive of my writing blog but the problem is I don’t think I tagged any of it so you’ll have to ferret it out yourself amidst all the crackfic I post lmfao. On the bright side I don’t post a lot there so that’s not very hard.





The missiles hover in the air, pointed back toward the human ships.  Charles swallows, stares at Erik— Erik’s blank to him, it’s as if he isn’t even there.  Charles’s head still throbs, front to back, where the coin passed through Shaw’s brain, but he knows he needs to say the right thing, and he needs to say it now.

"Erik.  Erik, listen to me.”  Charles slows down, but keeps walking toward Erik.  He’s no threat, not to his friend— surely Erik knows that.  “If you turn those weapons against the humans, you’ll be doing Shaw’s work for him.  This was his plan.  This was what he wanted.  This is what we’re here to stop.”

"Maybe he was right," Erik says— but his voice shakes, and the missiles stay where they are.  "Maybe there’s no answer but killing all of them.  We’re the future, Charles.  Not them."

"Listen to yourself!  Shaw was right?  No.  Don’t become his weapon, Erik.”  Charles is close enough now to put a hand on Erik’s shoulder.  He feels the tension in Erik’s body— damn him, that helmet, he can’t sense a thing from Erik, not now.  “He’s gone.  Find another war to fight.  I’ll join you.  Just don’t fight Shaw’s for him.”

Erik’s head tips down, only a fraction, but enough.  Enough for Charles to realize he’s made a difference at last.

The missiles streak up, further into the air, and explode there, harmless, like fireworks.  Erik’s hand comes down to his side.

Charles reaches up with both hands and lifts Erik’s helmet off— there he is, there, the man Charles loves, the one he’s planning to stand beside for the rest of his life.

He throws the helmet away, getting it as far from both of them as he can.

«This might not be the end of it,» Erik sends.  «They might come after us again.  Not because of Shaw.  Because of their own fear.»

«They might,» Charles sends in return, taking Erik’s hand.  «And I, for one, feel a great swell of pity for the poor fool who comes after us looking for trouble.»

The tension ebbs, and both of them sink to the sand.  Erik wraps an arm around Charles’s shoulders, and Charles leans back against him.  For now, at least— for now— no more fighting.

pangeasplits: pairing: cherik | song lyric: COME ON AND SLAM AND WELCOME TO THE JAM

you shitmonkey. you wanna know what I’d do. i’d write a sequel to your goddamn jam donut fic featuring charles as a slice of bread and erik as jam that’s what id fucking do

Charles gave a start as something sugary and sweet was spread across his surface. “Erik Lehnsherr,” the jam offered, as his cool stickiness dripped over Charles’ crust.

From that moment, Charles knew he was toast.

welcome to the jam bye



"I wanna see Charles play Wheelchair Rugby."


:D :D :D!!!