#OH GOD THE XMEN
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"i hate the mcu/dcu"
"i hate this comic run"
"they ruined my favorite character"
you're right BUT
you mean you don't just look at it like a big collection of various lore? like you don't see it as interpretations you can mix and match in your head??
this is mythology and i will look at it upfront sideways and back to see my favorite characters for who they are AND what i want them to be
take back your characters!
#like yes the mcu ruined my favorite characters but it also gave me purple shirt bruce banner (most correct mcu him)#this is primarily about the following#honestly fuck it im talking about everybody#there's so many version of all of them don't limit yourself outside of your active watch/read#the whole mcu is genuinely so unlike the comics it's impossible for you to view them as the same thing#it's like comparing hades town to lore olympus to the original myths#same with dc love them terrible ass characters too#thor#batman#bruce banner#clark kent#the avengers#avengers#xmen#OH GOD THE XMEN#dcu#dceu#bruce wayne
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Thinking about Them 🥺
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#xmen#x men#x men 97#roguegambit#x men fanart#rogue#gambit#remy lebeau#anna marie lebeau#HELP i've fallen into roguegambit HELL and i can't get out#and when i say Hell i mean it i'm fucking Suffering over here#i'm so so emo over them just want them to be soft and happy and safe and in love#also have the BIGGEST fattest crush ever on these two god#especially rogue oh my god#THE girl ever that southern accent has bewitched me body and soul#xmen97 you don't want to know what will happen if you don't fucking give them back to me#art#my art#literarymerritt#merritt draws
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alternate apocalypse ending or something who the hcrist knows anymore
#mcu#xmen movies#xmen#xmen apocalypse#cherik#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#professor x#magneto#snap sketches#almost posted this to the wrong blog omg i wouldve thrown up#this dumb as hell forgive me chat#unrelated i thought today was sunday but no it's. 4AM saturday THAT MEANS ITS CHERIK POSTING TIME#i thought of binning this like five times but ive convinced myself i like enough of this to keep it#at the very least im making myself chortle at the mini charles in the corner. like yeah that about summarizes it donnit#anyway the reason why we're here. highkey just wanted charles to grab his waist SORRY#and this was the first thing i thought of so. Apocalypse But Erik Directs The Ending jvlkeajl#my god i was gonna say something else but. i forgot#oh wait no i remember hold on. uhhh something something charles shouldve fought harder or whatever erik said in dofp#dofp IS before apocalypse i know this but it applicable. probably. im not gonna think bout it on whats essentially a shitpost#ok im sleeping now bye. ive got more doodles i wanna do but my god im sleepy. or at least i should sleep
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he is so older boyfriend coded it’s making me sick!! give me the man NOW! id treat him so good, i can cook and clean and have an extremely high sex drive!!!!!
#oh my god#im feral he’s so hot i could cry#the TURTLENECK?????#GIVE ME HIM NOWWWW#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett xmen#wolverine x reader#deadpool and wolverine#wolverine x you#logan howlett x you#logan xmen#x men movies#xmen origins#xmen#logan howlett smut#logan howlett fic#hugh jackman#thank you hugh for existing#hugh jackman one chance please
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hrrghgghbmnnmm x-men evolution nightcrawler….
i actually didn't care for him when i first started watching evo 'cause i thought him annoying as shit but now that is PRECISELY why i'm obsessed with him. Weird Kid™ kurt is just such an endearing concept and it's like he's just like me and I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY SO MUCH
#also#the burning cds thing is so deeply important#(to me)#like im making this playlist for him#and im taking it way too seriously like usual#so when i got sick of blindly listening to random 90s playlists to no avail#at some point i ended up checking germany's top hits in the year 2001 (don't ask)#saw daft punk there a few times#thought “oh i've never really listened to daft punk !! maybe it would suit him !!”#and my god is it the furthest thing imaginable from something i'd go out of my way to listen to#but in my heart of hearts i know..#i know that canonically its exactly the shit he'd listen to#and thus#the ultimate dilemma arises.#to have an accurate and immersive character playlist..#or to have a playlist that doesnt make me want to affect the trout population.#thank you for your time#xmen#xmen evolution#x men evolution#nightcrawler#kurt wagner
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scott summers the man that you are...
#x men#x men 97#scott summers#madelyne pryor#Everyone watch xmen 97 right the fck now. Oh my god. Holy shit. holy FUCKING shit.#inspired by the painting unequal marriage by masha yankovskaya
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just read all the soccer au in one sitting and it made me feel way too many things - thank you for sharing your writing!!
Oh my goodness thank u for making my day!! I am 75% done with the next chapter and will post either Sunday or sometime next week. :) but enjoy this doodle of scenes to come cuz I'm brainrotted with cherik
THANK U FOR READING </3
#nO DONT FALL IN LOVE AGAIN! OH GOD HE CANT HEAR US HE HAS AIRPODS IN!#aleks art#soccer au#cherik au#cherik#xmen#erik lehnsherr#charles xavier
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logurt nation i am joining your ranks this is crazy
#i didn’t see it until now#but oh my fucking god#he’s wolverine’s buddy#mind you this is uncanny 95#they met four fucking issues ago#x men#x men comics#logan howlett#wolverine#kurt wagner#nightcrawler#logurt#uncanny xmen
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Guys I fear I made him too pretty I gotta kill him off now ☹️
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#my art#art#my artwork#character design#my design#xmen fanart#x men 97#x men art#x men#nightcrawler#kurt wagner#uhg#what the fuck#he’s so pretty#hello#who made you#oh right#me lol#I made him#god#I need him#also if you know where he got that big scar#you get a comic veteran gold star#*flashbacks*#uncontrollable sobbing#the way i would let this man#*redacted*
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#I FOUND THIS ON PINTEREST AND OH MY GOD THIS IS HILARIOUS#xmen spoilers#cyclops#xmen the last stand#memes#funny#marvel#scott summers#james marsden
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Gambit... BUT HI FIRST PROPER POST HERE ON TUMBLR TOO!! finally.... It's based off a twt trend that was like... last month but OH WELL
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i have a question,,, are they not brothers ,,,,, or… cuz my bf was saying wolverine and sabretooth are brothers
👆this is an AU
the film X-Men Origins: Wolverine is an au of the Wolverine: Origin comics that also took heavy influence from the Wolverine 1988 comics, merging the character of Dog from Origin with Victor Creed(aka Sabretooth) from the 1988 comics. in this au, Victor replaces the character Dog, as well as the character Rose
Sabretooth and Dog in the comics are 2 different characters, and they were only merged for this film. but, due to the film not calling anyone by their names in the beginning, this confused a fuck ton of fans. they even left out explaining how Logan got his name, only leaving Thomas Logan to be referenced in the credits(his biological father, who he killed)
no. theyre not related.
#sabretooth#victor creed#wolverine#logan howlett#asks#xmen origins ily but oh my god u did so much damage
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I need to see your Charles version of X-Men dofp🛐🛐
they call him 007 (0 kids 0 husband 7 bottles of booze before noon)
#mcu#xmen movies#xmen#xmen dofp#charles xavier#professor x#snap sketches#✨✨✨GOOD MORNING GANG 🪻🪻🪻💐🌸💐💮🪷🪷 depression.#another thing i did quickly this morning that im fighting god himself not to edit ninety times if not trash all together#namely because im in class rn JVLAEKJEAL BUT ALSO id be here forever if given the chance to draw charles all day#please enjoy. im kinda eh after realizing ive drawn a lotta mfers slouching in their chairs over the years#like oh my godddd sit up BUT ILL LIVE. ill give myself more chances to draw him Not Slouched#edit: ok i looked away from thsi for like an hour and i like it AHAAAAAA i like it enough ill live throughout the day now
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Chuck stuff while I'm sleep deprived and I have to defend my thesis in an hour
#He's so whimsy#First class charles rlly has to be one of the most unserious ppl if you think abt it#Mans a YAPPPERRRR#Doing everything he can to win that game of chess and I think it's working#I actually need to go to bed for a bit oh my god#x men#xmen#xmen fanart#xmfc#cherik#charles xavier#professor x#art#charles' trashbin
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A love with no need for words.
Chapter 3
A sfw young Cherik fic
Art at the end <3
Special thanks to
@joykai
@stucky-just-stucky
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@capusciara
After struggling to almost drag Charles up the steps, who was giggling far too much to properly concentrate and fooling around, the poor man ended up tripping.
“Tch- Charles come on.”
“I'm sorry! What can I say? I'm just too weak, I'm afraid.” He says, dramatically falling faint against the steps.
“Oh you are not! Now stop acting like a fool. You'd kill me if I let anyone see you like this.” he grumbled, pulling him up again only for Charles to dead weight, forcing Erik down with him.
The color of his face was lovely, perhaps that's what the color of the new carpet would be.
“Charles! What would your sister say about this?”
“My sister..? Raven? Oh, I love Raven, my darling girl.”
Grunting, The stern eyes that stared at him became his new favorite color, staring at him with such an innocent smile.
“She's sleeping. And you should be too it seems. Get up, let's go.” Pulling him by the arms, he manages to get him upright, holding his arm tight so as not to fall a third time.
You should carry me
“Why would I carry you- A-and I told you to stay out of there!” Oh and there was that shade again. The one he adored. The one Charles wished to take him to the carpet seller and show them directly what color he wished to have, and if there wasn't one he would have one made.
“Because that's what team mates do. What if I got hurt and needed you to carry me to safety?”
“Oh like you can carry me..”
“I could, if I wanted. But what if I have no metal on me, Erik? What if I'm wearing nothing at all?!” He says, a little louder then Erik would have prefered.
“C-charles!! Shhhhh!”
Ah goodness, Now look there. A perfect shade of dark rose, the smoothest of petals and sharpest of thorns. The prettiest of blood dripping from the hands that held them tightly like this. Oh how he wanted to plant a rose bush out front, in perfect view of his window, water it with the tears he cried when he felt alone, gift him the personally grown bouquets and then, one day, on a GOOD day, he'd come by and Charles wouldn't be afraid to tell him that he looked insanely pretty. If it wasn't for the fear of Erik laughing or stuffing them in the bin with the garbage? He would.
Finally picking him up, He was quick to wrap his arms around him, gasping, shocked from the sudden movement. “Don't drop me!”
“I won't! J-just stop moving!” The sound of struggle in his voice at first made Charles question his weight. But with these? These strong shoulders that his hand gripped for dear life? No. He was struggling for a different reason. But what was it?
As Erik carried him up the steps, He swallows, trying his best to be careful. He'd never forgive himself if he dropped him and he got injured. Imagine trying to explain that to Hank. ‘Sorry, I broke our team leaders back on the stairs last night-’ Ugh, just the thought riled him up. He prayed to whatever god was up there that Charles wasn't listening, how embarrassing would that be?
“...I wanna buy you pretty little things and never ever lie to you”
“Oh-.. uhm. Okay? Thank you?” He says with a nervous chuckle, but in reality he's not realizing the seriousness in his tone, only noticing how quiet he was after that. How silent the chatty man has become.
Glancing down, He was taken aback to see he was staring up at him with that soft grin. The one that said he was up to something. Blinking, he looks away, suddenly sweating bullets. When he looks back, He's still staring.
“W-what? Something on my face?”
Charles shakes his head; eyes never leaving him.
“Then what are you looking at me for?”
“..You look perfect.. Heh.. pretty boy..”
Coughing a bit, Erik pauses in the hall upstairs. “C-charles, I’m not ‘pretty’! Stop that. Why are you acting so… Different??”
“Hmm??” He hums.
“What are you thinking about? Huh?” He give him a small shake to keep him awake, feeling him melt into his chest. “Are you still wondering about that girl from the party?” He could only hope, it was the easiest explanation, and he feared what would happen to their friendship if he said no.
How delusional do you have to be to hear ‘pretty boy’ and ask about a woman? Very. Unfortunately Erik passed that line weeks ago.
“...Wonder is the most purest form of understanding..”
“What?”
“But I don't wonder about our indifference…We're so different but all the same..”
“Uh- huh…. Okay.. uhm. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“You're quite groovy, Erik.” He speaks softly, as if whispering drunken secrets to him.
Blinking, his head tilts a bit only to roll his eyes. God he was wasted. He was so going to tease him about this in the morning, thinking now that Charles must be spewing nonsense now… right?
“Pft. Oh yeah?” He laughs, nervous.
Charles nods, not a crumb of hesitance.
“Oh….Well..uh..Thanks.. I guess? Come on. Let's get you to bed..”
‘It's just the gin talking.’ He convinced himself. ‘He's had too much. He thinks i'm someone else’ Anything to save his dignity so he wouldn't have to admit what he hoped was true.
“No, it's true. You're my Achilles heel…My
Philtatos..” Charles whispers, leaning against him, limp and if you were passing the hall right about now, you would think Charles was dead asleep against his shoulder.
For a moment, when helping him into his room, Erik smiled, chuckling quietly as he thought about how sleepy he was only to pause, He thought about what this meant. Why must he always speak in riddles?
Laying him down, Erik shakes his head.
‘I should have known. The only other person like me and he's mad. What was I thinking?’
“Goodnight, Charles.”
Sighing, disappointed, Erik began to make his way back into the hall, not wanting Charles to become sober and accuse him of something sinister. Something he could never take back.
You still owe me a game.
His brows furrow, doing a 180 as he stomped his way back to that massive mattress, the kind only rich assholes had. The kind that looked like a single sleep in it would cure all of his problems.
“Charles. Francis. Xavier! How many times-”
“Your move.” He says, sitting upright, a perfectly set up chess board in front of him, a single white pawn moved forward. The man shrugs, guiltily, knowing Erik became frustrated with each time he invaded his mind, but god the way he flushed and the color his ears got was so worth it. Besides..
I could never be afraid of you, my dear friend. Please don't ever think that.
‘How the fuck did he set that up so quick!?’ He thought.
And that is how Erik Lehnsherr ended up in his bed, sitting on the edge with a nervous demeanor.
‘Oh god, oh god, oh god, why? Why!? Why didn't I just leave? Why is he staring at me like that!?’ Glancing at him to see if he was still staring, he sure as hell was, those eyes glazed and sparkling with the water that filled them, his neck and face completely red. He could only imagine how dark his chest was by now.
‘Oh for fucks sake! He's going to hear this and think I'm a massive creep!’
A giggle came from across the board, looking at him so dearly, shifting to lay on his stomach, his feet in the air.
“Your move, Erik.” He purrs, holding a spare piece in his hand, playing with it, fidgeting.
‘I have to go. This is getting out of hand.’ Taking a breath, Erik sits up, straightening his back as he turns to him.
“Charles-” He starts.
“I could get used to this.. having a friend..”
‘Ah come on! Shit shit shit!’ He couldn't leave now… could he? No.. he couldn't..
Clearing his throat, his eyes softened.
“W-what… what do you mean?”
“I don't have any friends, Erik..” He whispers, frowning as he looks down at the piece in his hand.
“Sure you do, you know you do.” He tries to reassure him, but the emotional man shook his head softly. “No… None that know me like you..you water down what I call being grateful.” l
“What?”
“You weaken my intensity of gratitude, make it the standard of all who call themselves a friend of mine… now if only they were like you. Maybe then I could keep them..”
He swallows again, looking up at the ceiling with a sigh of defeat. No.. he couldn't leave him like this.. it was simply cruel. Even if he is just a spoiled rich kid. That's all he is.
“Alright… but just one game. Understand?”
“And another drink.” He says, stretching out with A smug grin because here he was, getting his way- again.
Erik scoffed, laughing through his nose as he shook his head, knowing exactly what he was doing. Stalling so he couldn't go to bed, like a child at a sleepover who wished for it not to end. Like a brat. A kid child throwing a tantrum when not given a toy they wanted.. and here Erik was.. being that toy.
“Fine.. And another drink.. but if I win you have to tell me your plan from earlier. Deal?”
“What plan?” He asks, innocently laying His cheek in his arms.
“Of course… Nevermind.”
And so- Charles gets his tea, Sitting up once again as he sits close to him, cross legged and patient, holding his cup in both hands.
“Wow…You're Incredible.” Charles whispers, watching as Erik casually uses his mutation to put just the right amount of sugar into his second cup of tea, swirling the spoon around as if it were something he did daily. So effortlessly and thoughtful.
“I would say the same for you but I doubt you'd accept the compliment.” He mutters, pushing a piece on the board with a single finger.
“Oh yeah? Like what?” He asks, Moving another piece directly after as if he had anticipated that move. Erik was predictable in times like these. Perhaps it's why it brought Charles a sense of calm serenity.
“Oh, As if you'd actually accept it. Besides.. nevermind.”
“How about this. You go first and then I'll say something. That's fair.. right?” He questions as if he truly was asking him if it was equal.
‘Yeah right, so you can tease me more And make fun of me in the morning?’ He thinks, Shaking his head, moving A piece a 2nd time. “I suppose… But how will I know if you're telling the truth? For all I know you're just laying down charm on me that's complete nonsense”
“Opinions simply can not be truth without evidence behind it… in which case makes the truth and opinion both factually correct.” He mutters, moving his bishop.
Another sigh comes from Erik, who honestly wasn't sure how he can be so drunk but still such a wise prick. Even with his ears red like this he still was getting lectured.
“Your mind is truly something worth being studied.” He says to him, complimenting what everyone says about him, adding his own personal twist. “And by that I mean cut open and dissected to see what causes such insanity.”
Charles, mid sip, spit out his tea, coughing a little over the silk sheets only to burst out laughter, throwing his head back and giggling his little heart out. He was smiling so wide that almost all his teeth shown, his eyes bright with stars despite being so full with joy. His already dark crimson cheeks lighting up as if he successfully just told him a pick up line, similar to the girl from the party.
Staring, Eriks eyes widened, seeing what joy he got from such dark humor. Contagious like the plague Or perhaps scarlet fever, His laugh harmonized with his, chuckling at how ridiculous this was, I mean come on, he wasn't supposed to find fondness in this terrible joke but here he was, losing his breath over it.
The warmth that he felt ran deep in his stomach, the harder he had to press down on the pillow in his lap, the sparks that run up his spine like that of a vintage lighter trying its hardest to light a flame.
‘Be still my foolish heart don't ruin this for me.’ He thinks, feeling the hard quickened beats knocking on his ribcage, trying to escape its captive cell.
“What else?” He asks through attempts to re catch his breath and small giggles that lingered.
“Oh.. uhm.. I wouldn't know where to start..” Erik starts, stricken from his spell of laughter so hard that he had already forgotten the deal of it being Charles’ turn to compliment him now, the words trying their best to form in his head but instead fell off his tongue, past his teeth and out into the open air.
He thought about what he should say.
‘The very thought of you banishes my blues. Your voice Is like music playing, leading me from the dark. I got along just fine without you-Or at least I thought so before those baby blues came into my life. Like A colorblind man who hadn't known what he was missing until he saw you.’ He thinks. ‘Ah but that's all too corny isn't it?’
Oh no, not at all.
He thought, hearing each and every word.
“Your laugh alone is music that constantly rings in my ears.. like a favorite song you can't seem to get out of your head.… is that your doing? Are you putting that song in there?” He asks, laughing nervously, but Charles dosn't laugh.
He just… stares …with those massive wet eyes. Once he wished he could ethically scoop out and give back to him as a gift, what more beautiful things could he possibly give him?
“No..not purposely.” He whispers, slowly as he blinks, watching Erik tug at his collar and swallow, fearing he's said too much.
“...what else?”
“Hey isn't it your tur-”
“Tell me what you want, Erik…”
"I wish I'd had a chance to walk with you to parties. You would wear that dress shirt, and I would say, "I'm sorry" for something, I don't know what but you'd say, "it’s okay" and smile at me. You always smile at me. I want you to smile at me. Even when I say things that upset you, you smile at me. I wanna sit around and watch you do your hair. I want to watch you write. I want to watch your lectures. I want to watch you get dressed And compliment your godly expensive taste even though you would look just as nice in something much simpler.. or nothing at all."
Blinking, It was as if time had skipped, like dozing off and waking up seconds later.
“I-... I'm sorry.. I seem to have forgotten myself.” He says, sweating as he watches Charles start to make his way closer.
“Y-you should lie down. It's already quite late, it seems I'm getting tired myself, a-and I believe you have a lecture tomorrow so you need a good sleep for that-” he blurts out, becoming more and more nervous, hands pressing into the pillow that stayed on his lap.
Charles was mindful of the board, careful not to ruin their little game as he crawled over, slowly pulling his hands away, intertwining them as he sat up on his knees.
Oh Erik..
..My good lookin’ boy
He kisses him.
He on the edge of the bed he bouta fall off :0
Not finishing this btw :)
#tw manipulative bastard#a love with no need for words#young cherik#cherik#cherik moment#erik lehnsherr#erik lensherr x charles xavier#charles xavier#charles x erik#charles xavier x erik lehnsherr#magneto#professor x#sfw fic#cherik fanfic#cherik fic#oh god theyre playing chess again#ffs guys#you autistic weirdos#x men#x men first class#xmen first class#fix it fic#raven darkholme#cherik fanart#x men fanart#charles xavier fanart
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The gang busting Julian out in future issues idk
Oh my GOD! I love this!!! 😆
#fanart#NYX#Anole#Victor Borkowski#Wolverine#X 23#X23#laura x23#Laura Kinney#Prodigy#David Alleyne#Sophie Cuckoo#Five in One#The Stepford Cuckoos#Ms Marvel#Kamala Khan#Hellion#The Krakoan#Julian Keller#marvel#x men#new xmen#new x men#academy x#new x men academy x#bring back the new x men#oh my GOD I love this SO MUCH!#❤️❤️❤️
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