#and charles holds on

[omgahgase]

ok but do y'all ever think about how arthur must've felt when charles asked him to brush his hair for the first time?

like, in charles' culture, hair is a part of their more than just their body, it's a connection to their people, to their tribe and the relationships deeply rooted in love and care for each other. by asking arthur to brush his hair, gently putting the wild boar bristle brush in his hand, and turning around in their shared tent, facing his back to arthur—his hair and vulnerability, his sense of self—it must've been overwhelming to both of them.

for arthur, it meant taking care of a part of charles that charles has never let anyone touch. the last person to brush and braid his hair was his mother, then no one else after that. until arthur. his movements are careful, soft in the way a spring breeze flows through a field of flowers in the mountains, loving in the way they love each other. slowly, then with everything they've got. if arthur has to stop his hand from shaking time to time because he's so happy, so grateful to have shared this moment with his lover, then charles never notices. and if he does, then he never speaks on it.

for charles, it's such a large step in their relationship. he's giving arthur a part of himself that he's always kept close, never allowing anyone to step too close, never letting anyone touch something that charles treasures with his whole being. it's like he's handing over his heart, and arthur is nothing but eager to care for it.

idk man i just think about this a lot and it makes me feel things

[dextheartist]

Just bros being bros

[stark-lord]

charles + hands

for @iammissdistress and @purgatory606

[xxplastic-cubexx]

alternate apocalypse ending or something who the hcrist knows anymore

[thesulkycroissant]

Forever seething that Erik didn't get to raise a household full of chaos children with Charles. Watch the scene in First Class where Banshee is about to jump out of the plane and turns and looks at Erik and says, "Not you!" Look at the way Erik and Charles look at each other in this scene. They were MEANT to coparent.

[bertoyana]

She didn't do this, Erik. You did.

X-MEN: FIRST CLASS (2011) dir. MATTHEW VAUGHN

+bonus

[inchidentalmeowmeow]

The whole chivas shoot wardrobe on charles is so delightfully zesty. I’m living for it. 🙂‍↕️✨

I mean the glitter? The silks??

They really went is he gay or european? And said why not BOTH. 💅✨

[technically-human]

Misunderstandings part 1/3

This is what happens when you don't talk to each other, boys.

@i-am-as-normal-as-you-are commissioned this one, and as you can see, it will have three parts, so go thank Haunted if you like it!

[stinkrat-aleks]

saw this on pinterest. immediately thought of the soccer au

HAHAHA I’m so glad im not the only one who sees him as a pokemon kid omg

he’s sounding shit out the best he can ….. it’s just a little easier with Pokémon for him …..

[wordsinhaled]

"What are you worried about, then?"

[arthursfuckinghat]

"We either rescue him now or.. cut him loose.."

"We're not cutting anyone loose."

[themissingmango]

[sthilarions]

During a case many years ago, a witch made a poppet (roughly equivalent to the popular conception of a “voodoo doll”) of Edwin. They defeated the witch soundly and got the poppet, but there’s no safe way to destroy it. The only place Edwin and Charles trust as safe enough to keep it is inside Charles’s backpack, where no one but Charles could possibly get to it.

Charles largely forgets about it, buried deep deep down in the bag, until Edwin is held captive, less than a year after their jaunt to Hell, and there’s absolutely no way to get to him until the portal opens again at the next full moon, and he’s going crazy with worry, imagining Edwin in all sorts of misery without Charles not even able to so much as comfort him. He’s digging mindlessly through the bag when he gets to the poppet, and, he realizes, there is this one thing he can do.

He pulls it out with a care he wouldn’t give to a Faberge egg, because this is the most precious thing in the world, in any world, and looks at it for a moment. Then he reaches out ever so gently and strokes its hair. He murmurs reassurances to it - it’s alright, I’m sorry, I love you. He sings lullabies, curls around it and hugs it against him so, so carefully, tilts his head down and presses kisses to its soft curl-covered head.

He doesn’t let the poppet go for even a moment on all the days until the full moon returns, even as he’s preparing for battle, preparing to absolutely fucking obliterate the bastards that are holding Edwin.

Just as the portal opens, he finally places the poppet back in his bag, in the safest, warmest corner. He hefts the arsenal in his arms and strapped to his back and floating around him and charges through.

He tears through the stronghold in minutes, and he does literally mean through - he’s left a trail of smoking rubble behind him where ghost-proof walls used to be - and finally, finally gets to Edwin, and -

“Ah, Charles, there you are. Not to worry, I’m quite alright. There has been some sort of force - “

Charles doesn’t even hear him as he wraps himself around Edwin, and his body follows the same motions it has for weeks now, stroking hair, pressing kisses, murmuring muffled you’re alright I love you you’re alright I’m sorry I love you I’m sorrys into Edwin’s hair, which is even softer in reality than on the poppet, and Edwin says -

“Ah. That was you.”

Charles can’t see or hear anything other than Edwin, at the moment, but he can’t not see Edwin, so he has a very clear view as Edwin reaches his arms out and, with a few words, takes control of all the magical weapons and orbs and so forth that have been trailing after Charles.

And he hears when Edwin says “Well, then, Charles, shall we depart?”

And he feels it when Edwin lifts him as effortlessly as he lifted the poppet, holding him so he can keep his nose buried against Edwin’s neck as Edwin blasts his way out.

And he definitely feels it when, a few very loud minutes later, they’re back in their office, and Edwin’s head turns to meet one of his kisses.

“It’s alright, Charles. I’m sorry I left you alone. I love you.”

[sleepylapa]

Max: oh no no, here comes Charles!

Checo and Daniel: calm down, act natural

Max: yeah, okay

*Charles comes closer*

*Max panics and pours a bottle of water on himself*

Max*gets embarrassed and says without thinking*: ughhhh, how clumsy I am. oh, hi, Charles! You made me wet

Charles*winks and takes Max's hand*: Hi Maxie!You make me wet too, let's go big boy🤭

*they go behind the garages*

Checo and Daniel:... well it worked in the end

[maxipad33]

i guess i was feeling exceedingly normal about lestappen podium

[alexturntable]

Carlos just holding the laptop for Charles while he takes a picture of the screen 😭