The other Cherik fic I’ve wanted to write for years, but just haven’t for whatever reason
Takes place around the time of DOFP.
Charles and Erik reconcile. Like actually reconcile (in all ways you can think of), rather than just establish a tentative stalemate before parting ways. Charles decides to completely give up the treatment for his spine/legs. But before that, he takes the last dose. And before it wears off for the last time, he asked Erik to dance with him.
Imagine Cherik holding each other close. Imagine them holding hands. Imagine Erik leading Charles in a slow, loving waltz around their room while a classic song plays on a record in the background. Imagine soft kisses, and even softer I-love-you’s exchanged between them.
Now imagine Charles can sense the feeling slowly draining from his legs. And as it does, imagine his telepathy starting to kick back in, but on a wave of the absolute reverence and utter adoration for him coming from Erik.
Imagine Erik knowing immediately that the serum is wearing off because Charles is using him for support and leverage more and more as the minutes go by. And, with their last few seconds before his legs give out fully, Erik gives the man he loves a last little twirl and a low dip, making Charles laugh a bit. Then his knees buckle; the overwhelming numbness takes over. And Charles would surely have collapsed into a heap on the floor if Erik hadn’t been right there, sweeping him off his feet and into his arms.
Also, it would be a great excuse to feature the song that’s kinda been my mental romantic theme song for Cherik ever since First Class came out - Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, by The Platters.
Is it entirely canon compliant? Nah, son. Idek if that’s even how Charles’ spine treatment works. But, dang it, it’s a cutely romantic yet utterly tragic idea that will never leave me. Maybe one day, I will actually write it.
Maybe.
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having a child has taught me that every toddler is completely justified in their frustrations and tantrums because learning how to do something you have literally never encountered or heard of before is insane. and being expected to be completely calm in the face of this constant barrage of overwhelming information is doubly insane.
i got charlie a sticker activity book and it occurred to me i have to TEACH someone how to unpeel stickers. it's SKILL that requires DEXTERITY and FINE MOTOR ABILITY. i thought it was obvious that you have to curl the page a little bit to create a break in the cut so the sticker comes up.
obviously a fucking BABY wouldn't know that because they have no background experience to inform their thought process. OBVIOUSLY. and OBVIOUSLY the LITERAL BABY wouldn't get it right the first few times. it would OBVIOUSLY take practice. lots of it.
i hate this feeling. it's so obvious. why are children treated so badly when they're learning everything for the first fucking time. why do people treat children so horribly and expect so much. they're brand new. why didn't i get the same grace i give to my child? why did no one have patience for me? why, when it's this easy?
it's so easy. it's so fucking easy.
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the way that no one wears a mask at my local LGBTQ clinic, and in fact comments on my mask like it's just this hilarious little idiosyncrasy that I still wear one and not because I'm immunocompromised and we're in the middle of a pandemic ... as if there isn't an airborne virus that literally fucks up your immune system ... as if we didn't lose a generation of queer people to another virus that fucks up your immune system ...
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yesterday I went to a little meeting at my local queer community center and I was admiring their bookshelves and mentioned that I work at the public library and someone said "well I bet they don't have any [LGBTQ+ books] at our library" and I was like um. yes we do. we have tons of them. half of our employees are queer leftists so they said "oh well I bet they don't in [nearby rural county]" and I was like uh once again yes they absolutely do. gay people live and work there as well
so here's a quick reminder that if you don't think your local library has enough queer centered materials you should actually check before assuming, and if you're not satisfied with their collection you should submit a request for more such books. I don't know what the political landscape of libraries looks like outside the us rn, but within the us no matter where you are, I promise you there are employees at your library fighting for inclusion and intellectual freedom and they can't win without vocal public support
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If you are a person who hates men because they are men not only are you inherently alienating anyone queer person who identifies as a man but you are failing to hold the actual horrible men accountable for their actions.
Being a creep, a predator, a pervert, etc. is not inherent to being a man and thinking/saying that removes any sense of responsibility from the actual disgusting men who exist.
Call out the individuals so they can face the consequences of their actions, don’t just shrug it off as “well that’s how men are because they’re all terrible”. “
All men are evil” is just a round about way of saying “boys will be boys” and although both statements have different intentions they remove all accountability from those who deserve it.
And do not ever expect any trans man to change themself because you associate masculinity and manliness with being a predator. Love your trans brothers and embrace them as men or you don’t have the right to call yourself queer.
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