#cherik song machine

[currenthyperfixationcherik]

Ghost.

Based on "Ghosts (How can I move on?)" by Muse.

If Erik regretted something, it definitively wasn’t Cuba or the way he left Charles and the others there, with no way out. He did it for the greater good, for the mutants who lived in fear, the ones who are being discriminated against, being attacked for who they are. Charles had the chance to choose and he chose the humans, not Erik. It has been two years already! If they hadn’t contacted each other for so long, Why did Erik feel that way?

Fortunately, Erik still has the helmet, it would be very inconvenient if Emma was to read his mind right now. Today was the anniversary of the day everything went wrong, and it’s a distraction because he misses Charles, he misses him with desperation, it’s frustrating because he never told Charles the way he felt or feels about him, he can’t even discern if what he feels now is love or the yearn to confess his feelings. He loves or loved Charles and he clearly was rejected, or something along those lines, because he never confessed directly, in fact, he told Charles they were like brothers. Who says that if they want to confess?

It doesn’t matter, Charles hasn’t looked for him. Maybe Charles moved on and has a beautiful mansion full of happy mutants, maybe he’s dating Moira, Hank, or any other person, and it doesn’t matter who it is because Erik feels pain all the same. He wishes to forget…

Mystique was one of the few who knew what was happening, not only because she misses Charles too, but Erik also told her the day he kissed her. Erik did it to make her feel better about herself and her mutation. After he told her he was in love with someone else, she understood.

“Do you think Hank is okay?” She also thinks of him. If Hank hadn’t been so busy trying to make a ‘cure’ for Raven and him, they would have been happy together. Erik knows that Raven still wishes for that the same way he wishes for a future where he and Charles can be happy together.

Erik wishes for a lot of things. A better world for the mutants, for the mutants to be proud and free to be who they are, and for Charles to be by his side. Sometimes he feels like Charles was everything good he ever had in his life, Charles was one of those blessings for this world, a personification opportunity to be better. And of course, he lost that opportunity. Charles saved his life, gave him a sense of belonging, a place to call home, he helped him control his powers, and for what? For Erik to abandon him? For Erik to put a fucking bullet in his spine?

Erik should let it go, there was no way to go back and he knew that from the very moment Azazel got them out of that beach. The time has gone by, surely Charles has grown and so did he, but… It seemed like Erik couldn’t leave his feelings behind, he can’t pretend to have forgotten Charles, his smiles, or the things he made him feel. Erik feels like Charles is still there with him, looking at him with deception all over his face as Erik attacked another government facility. Everything would be so easy if he could forget.

Would it be weird if he asked Emma to erase his memories with Charles?

There were times when Erik considered going back and beg Charles to take him back and forgive him, to tell him how much he had missed him, how much he still loves him. He wants to tell him he is sorry for the bullet, the helmet, the fight, God! The more he remembers, the more he knows how badly he screwed up. Maybe he could ask Charles to erase everything that made Erik that way, even if he knows Charles would never do something like that to him. Maybe Charles needed someone to follow him everywhere so he wouldn’t encounter more difficulties, there must be something he could do for Charles so he could compensate for everything he has ever done.

Oh, to be forgiven! To be able to look at Charles’s eyes and see that there’s no hate or fear in those beautiful blue eyes. Erik fantasizes about Charles accepting his apologies and his feelings, Charles would kiss him and ask him to stay forever, and Erik would comply without question. But Erik knows that would be impossible, Charles would probably throw him out and be grossed out by Erik’s feelings, also, it’s too late to do something anyway. Maybe he should stop thinking about it.

He just can’t seem to get over it, not if every time he does anything, Charles’s ghost is there. Not if every time he talks to Emma, he misses the way Charles made his way into his mind. Not if every time he uses his powers hears Charles’s voice whispering ‘The true focus lies between rage and serenity’. Maybe he would live the rest of his days like this, with fantasies and what-ifs as his only companions.

Without thinking, Erik reaches for something that isn’t there, his eyes open only to see darkness, pure nothing. Charles always kept the bed warm when they were on the road, looking for mutants, Charles was his guiding light, he was the love he could feel even if they didn’t talk about it. The cold night numbs his senses as his mind speeds, without mercy as the devastating knowledge of the past that can no longer be lived dawns on him, he can’t have what he already lost. Erik lost the love he wanted for himself and the one responsible for it is him.

The day is multiple shades of gray. The sun is shining but he can’t seem to feel the warmth, he can’t see the light, and he can’t even feel the metal around him. Erik needs to feel Charles, he needs to feel like he has a purpose.

He shouldn’t have left. Maybe if he didn’t, Charles would be here.

Erik walks slowly toward the grave as he sees Charles’s name written on it. Cold. Gray. Inevitable. What good can he do without Charles? Why did Charles have to leave so soon? Why did his brain still make him believe that he could see Charles again?

Erik falls to his knees in front of Charles’s grave, tears running freely down his face, getting his cheeks wet. Slowly, he gets his hand over the cold stone as he tries to balance himself and keep calm. Erik feels cold and distant, his eyes are red and puffy. His body trembles while the dry sobs keep making their way out of his mouth. Hesitantly, Erik neared his face toward Charles’s name and kissed the cold metallic letters. When he tried to get away from the grave, he fell. He didn’t try to get up, he couldn't.

“I love you, Charles.” What a shame, it seemed like Charles would never hear him say those words.

Cherik Song Machine here!

[hurtspideyparker]

My #3 song on Spotify Wrapped was My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys, and I'll have you know I think about SteveTony every. single. time. I listen to it. So what I'm saying is I spent A LOT of time angsting about Stony this year (it's also a perfect Stucky and Cherik song). In summary: when I catch you Steve Rogers when I catch you >:/ 🫵👊

Oh, here we go again. / The voices in his head / Called the rain to end our days of wild

But you should've seen him / When he first got me

Should've known it was a matter of time / Oh, my boy only breaks his favorite toys

There was a litany of reasons why / We could've played for keeps this time / I know I'm just repeating myself

And I'll tell you that he runs / Because he loves me.

Cause you should've seen him / When he first saw me

Cause I knew too much / There was danger in the heat of my touch / He saw forever so he smashed it up

Once I fix me, he's gonna miss me

Just say when, I'd play again / He was my best friend / Down at the sandlot / I felt more when we played pretend / Than with all the Kens / Cause he took me out of my box / Stole my tortured heart / Left all these broken parts / Told me I'm better off

But I'm not

I'm not

I'm not.

MCU Steve being a close friend (lover) to Tony for years and then throwing it all away and crushing his heart to pieces for Bucky. And then leaving BUCKY for Peggy. He plays with his favourite toys until they're smashed and ugly, then leaves them for a new shiny thing.

[mapofyourstars]

the playlist that inspired my cherik reincarnation au. you can read it here. song list under the cut.

Sun by Sleeping at Last

Golden by Harry Styles

Greek Tragedy by The Wombats

Francesca by Hozier

Pompeii by Bastille

Remains by Bastille

Sight by Sleeping at Last

Judas by Lady Gaga

Glory by Bastille

Surrender by Walk the Moon

O’ Death by Jen Titus

Beloved by Mumford & Sons

Only If For A Night by Florence + the Machine

I Will Follow You into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie

Tiger Teeth by Walk the Moon

Sailor Song by Gigi Perez

Fourth of July by Fall Out Boy

Cry Baby by The Neighborhood

Everybody Lost Somebody by Bleachers

Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers

[earnestly-endlessly]

hi! hope you're doing well :) do you have any domestic!cherik fics? or established relationship ones?

Hi anon, thanks for the ask. I'm doing very well, been super busy because I'm currently moving but it's all good. I have plenty of great domestic/established relationship cherik fics for you. I hope you enjoy!!

Domestic/Established Relationship cherik

Daycare ‘Verse’ – orphan_account, pocky_slash

Summary: A modern AU in which Charles runs a mutant daycare and Erik is his long-suffering engineer boyfriend.

Runs in the Family – Anonysquirrel (chibirisuchan)

Summary: Alex knew his own reputation. Hell, he'd started some of his own reputation, because it kept some of the smarter thugs off his back. Everyone knew Alex's reputation. There was no way Hank didn't know his reputation, but he'd brought Alex into a house with some really expensive things and a lot of innocent little kids and his too-friendly, too-harmless dad.

But clearly Hank hadn't told his family anything about Alex, just like he hadn't told Alex anything about his family. At least, not about the brain-breaking parts of his family.

"I didn't know where to start," Hank said, for the dozenth time.

Gift of the Magi, But Screw it Up – librata

Summary: He doesn't know if he's buying too much, too little, or even the right things at all, because he's never entertained a guest as important as Edie Lehnsherr.

Making perfect – aesc

Summary: As is the case with most trials in Erik's life, this one starts with Charles gazing beseechingly at him and asking him for a favor. Not that their going-on-three years relationship is a trial, even though it started with Charles giving Erik the full benefit of sad blue eyes and asking him if he wouldn't mind opening his car door since he'd locked his keys inside, but still.

Continue firm and constant – aesc

Summary: Moira hasn't seen her old partner in saving the world from threats human and intergalactic, Erik Lehnsherr, for a few years. When she finally does see him again, she finds a man different from the one who's been with her down in the dark and the dirt and the blood... or maybe he isn't so different after all.

After School Special – listerinezero

Summary: Charles was barely seventeen and Erik was his social studies teacher. But after almost fifteen years together, does it really matter how they met?

Terrifying Domesticity – ishipitsobad

Summary: Erik is the most dangerous and notorious mafia boss around for miles, and yet the strangest things terrify him.

For example: his children, and his very pregnant mate.

Trying is Half the Battle – Pookaseraph

Summary: Post-Cuba, no divorce, Charles and Erik are in an established relationship and when Charles gets sick with a random flu bug, they discover that Charles can get pregnant. They then try to get pregnant, and try, and try.

We’ll all be gone for the summer – pocky_slash

Summary: Charles and Erik's usual family beach vacation gets a little bigger when they agree to watch Erik's teenaged twins for the summer. Charles is looking forward to a chance to bond with his step-children. Erik is terrified of screwing them up even more.

A Summer Day So Late in Coming – helens78

Summary: Fifty years after they fell in love, Erik comes to Charles with a proposal that rocks Charles's world.

Still Going Strong – JackyJango

Summary: Speaking of forty-eight, Erik hates it. Hates it even more that others are aware of it. While he’s pragmatic enough to know and accept that aging is inexorable, the increase in number gives the people around him the freedom to pounce at him with questions, opinions and advice he'd fought to keep at bay all year.

Besides, Erik believes that youth is a state of mind, not a phase in one’s life.

You have a child’s mind in a man’s body, Charles constantly tells him.

But despite his age, Erik is healthy. He works out daily. His muscles are steel and he can dead-lift four hundred pounds. He can break bones without breaking a sweat. Most importantly, he can still carry Charles to the bedroom and fuck him senseless. And as long as Erik can do that, he’s perfectly happy.

Before You Attempt Me (Fair Warning) – kianspo

Summary: Charles helps Raven get ready for the prom. Surprisingly, that part goes well. The prom itself not so much. Erik cooks a lot of unhealthy comfort foods and is incredibly patient. Charles mostly frets about everything, until Erik does something neither he, nor Raven see coming.

And now you will not be alone any more – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik gives driving, sewing, and cooking lessons, soothes nightmares, bolsters self-esteem, and still can't figure out why Charles keeps smiling at him like that.

Some sense of touch and a melody – pocky_slash

Summary: On a day when Charles, for once, finds himself saying the right thing to everyone he sees, he allows himself to be talked into a field trip to a local orchard.

It’s kind of our whole thing – pearl_o, pocky_slash

Summary: After two years of best friendship, Charles and Erik thought they knew everything there was to know about each other. They're surprised, then, when their first summer as a couple reveals that they have a lot to learn about each other and themselves.

Indulgence – grim_lupine

Summary: “The children are still asleep,” Charles murmurs groggily, flinging an arm out as if searching for Erik beside him. “The house is still standing, this is a ghastly hour, and more importantly, I’m still here. Why do you insist on doing this every morning?”

Your Father’s Daughter – ConsultingWriter

Summary: Wanda proves just how much she takes after Erik.

Pietro reeled back before leaning back in "They didn't tell you what happened? Wanda got in a fist fight and totally wailed on this guy, I mean, on one hand I feel kinda embarrassed for him, but it was so epic."

Erik's eyebrows shot to his hairline. Wanda got in a fight? That was....surprising, to say the least. Wanda tended to take after Charles in temperament and preferred talking to violence.

This Crazy Game Called Life – chiasmus

Summary: Raven declares game night in the mansion. Sean finds an elephant, Erik inherits one hundred unwanted cats, and Charles scars Hank for life with misdirected dirty thinking. This is five thousand-something words of crack with a dose of schmoop. I'm not sorry. Written for this kink meme prompt: Raven is tired of the boys going off to play chess (if they're even playing chess!) and pulls out a load of board games from one of the closets in the mansion. Madness ensues.

To my roomba with love – sareyen

Summary: There are a lot of things that Erik loves about Charles. He loves all of the obvious things; Charles’s kindness, his intelligence, his laughter, his eyes. He also loves the little private things; the way Charles sneaks Erik his unwanted tomatoes, his warbled opera singing in the shower, that sensitive spot on his hip.

And he loves the silly things about Charles, especially the way the man has a habit of talking to inanimate objects when he thinks no one is looking. Charles has conversations with the kettle, the washing machine, and their roomba – and every time Erik eavesdrops on him, he falls in love with the man a little bit more.

Everything About it is a Love Song – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik's spent fifty years being a figurehead and he's ready to leave that behind. Luckily, so is Charles.

(aka Old Retired Dudes in Love)

A Very Xavier-Lehnsherr Christmas – zamwessell

Summary: Erik is discovering new things about Charles Xavier all the time. Charles sometimes talks in his sleep. Often about food. Occasionally in Latin. Charles has a scar on his left thigh from attempting to demonstrate relativity to a girl by sitting on a hot stove. Charles doesn’t mean to be so loud when they make love, but sometimes Charles can’t help himself.

Charles is a voracious reader. Charles has an unspeakably filthy imagination. Charles will try anything in bed twice to make sure he wasn’t wrong the first time.

Charles is unexpectedly fond of Christmas. Perhaps that is not the phrase. “Unhealthily obsessed” might be better.

The fluffiest holiday fluff you ever read in your dang life.

Of Crabs and Castles – flightinflame 

Summary: Charles and Erik take their children to the beach. Wanda builds a sandcastle, Nina makes some friends, and Pietro gets some exercise. Some family fun in the sunshine.

Bring Your Daughter To Work Day – listerinezero

Summary: Charles brings three year old Lorna to class with him.

Glasses – grim_lupine

Summary: Charles blinks at him bemusedly, but Erik barely notices because Charles is wearing glasses— wire-rimmed, and Erik can feel the metal humming, traces without touch the way they follow the curve of Charles’s nose and rest behind his ears.

Genetics Isn’t Sexy – pocky_slash

Summary: Charles lectures. The kids aren't very responsive. Erik, on the other hand....

Peanut Butter and Honey (The Fairytale Remix) – pocky_slash

Summary: Once upon a time there was a Princess named Anya who lived in a house with her Daddy and her wicked stepmother Charles. (A wicked stepmother is the person who comes and lives with princesses and their daddies after their mommies go away.) She had a best friend named Leroy, and one day he was lost.

The Bystander (The Consultant (aka A Westchester Telepath in the Avengers Tower) Remix) – Nanimok

Summary: When it comes to Professor Charles Xavier, telepath, SHIELD consultant and compulsive flirt, no one is safe.

Not even the Big Three.

[warrier-queann]

Cherik songs part 2:

[salty-ironstrange-shipper]

captain america: the first avenger - what’s your fanfic reading pet peeve?

iron man 3 - underrated fanfic trope?

ant-man - send a few headcanons of your favorite characters!

captain america: civil war: what’s your favorite relationship to write? to read?

guardians of the galaxy vol.2 - create a playlist for one of your fics!

spider-man: far from home - share something about yourself!

Wandavision - try to draw dan art for one of your fics. (It doesn’t have to be good!)

captain america: the first avenger - what’s your fanfic reading pet peeve?  

What ISN’T my fanfiction pet peeve? Y’all don’t know this about me, but I am VERY picky. My worst one is probably when sentences are too long. Not just long sentences in general (if you’ve ever read my writing, you know that I use long sentences all the time) but when they include too much information that should have been broken up. Like, the sentence tires you out reading it because it goes past its natural endpoint. Literally one of the only things that will make me automatically back out of a fic.

iron man 3 - underrated fanfic trope?

IMO, arranged marriage au (esp. with fantasy/historical au). I find a ship I love, search for arranged marriage, and get like. 5 options. 2 are good. One of the two is 3000 words. I live in hell.

ant-man - send a few headcanons of your favorite characters!

I’ve talked a lot about my headcanons before, but here are just a few for some of my faves:

Stephen: Loves horses and was taught to ride by his sister, Donna. Tony surprised him with a couple of his own after they got married (Stephen never actually told him he liked horses; Tony just knows his husband that well)

Tony: the only language he speaks that Stephen doesn’t is Italian. So when he’s annoyed with Stephen, it’s all he speaks in. Stephen could learn, when he’s in a mood, he doesn’t really want to listen to Tony.

Sam & Bucky: Bucky brought Sam flowers for their first date. Sam’s family teased him for days afterwards, but he found it so surprisingly sweet that he ended up getting Bucky flowers the next time they went out. Now they always get each other flowers and try to top each other by leaving them in increasingly improbably places around the house.

captain america: civil war: what’s your favorite relationship to write? to read?

This is a weird one because for me it fluctuates. Right now, I’m not actually reading a lot of fic, but I’ve been on a cherik high. But my tastes tend to come in waves. My favorite ship to write ever is ironstrange - even though I’m on a break for writing them right now, I’ve written more than 30 ironstrange fics, way more than for any other ship. Legally I don’t think I could give any other answer.

guardians of the galaxy vol.2 - create a playlist for one of your fics!

I do this all the time, so here are some of my favorite ironstrange songs for From the Top:

“broken”, lovelytheband

“Sex (With My Ex), FLETCHER

“I’ll Be Good”, Jaymes Young

“In Our Bedroom After The War”, Stars

“Lamb’s Wool”, Foster The People

“Someone To You”, BANNERS

“Wish That You Were Here”, Florence + The Machine

“I Like (the idea of) You”, Tessa Violet

“Saturn”, Sleeping At Last

“This Love”, Taylor Swift

“Strawberry Blond”, Mitski

“Immortal”, MARINA

“Your Song”, Elton John

“Mary”, Big Thief

“Sick of Losing Soulmates”, dodie

“Sweetest Devotion”, Adele

spider-man: far from home - share something about yourself!

When I was in High School, the only class I got a grade below an A for was Intro. to Art. I am not an arter at all, and it can actually be very frustrating for me because I have no patience for practice and get upset about not being good at things. Why am I telling you this? Well-

Wandavision - try to draw dan art for one of your fics. (It doesn’t have to be good!)

Thanks for this one, Margaux.

Ok, I started to do something online, but I hated that. So instead I sketched this monstrosity in my journal:

This is supposed to be Jean at the end of Part Three in my fic, A Treatise on Evolution and Extinction. I only had, like, three pen colors, so the purple is supposed to represent glowy-ness. She’s wearing Erik’s jacket from X-Men: First Class and a nightgown (not that you can tell). Symbolically, I liked the contrast of the soft, innocent-seeming white fabric/gown (because Jean herself is kind of innocent, she’s just also Losing It) with the tough fabric associated with Erik and his Nazi-hunting days. I also think that it’s a nice mental image. Like, I would buy that as a poster. Or actually good fanart. (actually, if anyone wants to fanart that, hit me up and we’ll see if we can work something out)

OK, this is something a little different - this is a map I made of Genosha to serve as a reference for my fic, I still check it sometimes when I’m writing something that requires me to know where something is.

This is the only thing that’s kind of good (I can draw shapes ... mostly). It’s a Genoshan flag. I like simple, neat-looking flags. From my notes, here’s the color symbolism: “A flag with black (determination, ethnic heritage, the defeat of enemies, death, mourning/Erik), white (peace and harmony/Charles), purple (rarely ever used before the 1850s due to its expense; purple symbolizes nobility, power, wealth, dignity, devotion, pride, mystery, independence, and magic/Mutants)”. I didn’t have to put this or the map, but I put effort into these things, goddamnit.

[iamhereonlytobeanunstableshipper]

Your Universe (A Cherik One Shot)

Read on AO3

Summary:

Two years after the incident with Apocalypse, Charles hasn't seen Erik again. When his old friend's birthday comes, Charles finds himself looking at the calendar all day long. Would it be a good idea to wish him a Happy Birthday? Well, it will be just a moment, Charles thinks. A brief touch of his mind. Two words, as a sign of peace. And that's it.

But of course, nothing is that easy when we talk about love.

Notes:

I wrote this a long ago, and I know it's not perfect. But this fanfiction kinda grew up on me because it was the first Cherik one I ever wrote. So, I'm finally posting it. Hope you enjoy it!

Also, I'm not a native speaker. So my English is a mix of public school lessons, google translate, and Grammarly. Sorry and feel free to correct me if I wrote something wrong :)

The chestnut eyelashes tinkled like the flutter of a soft butterfly in the ample room, gently pushing away the dust that was approaching the oceanic irises. They stood out like sapphires in the dim light that the sleepy sunset allowed to pass through the windows.

The man was resting on his comfortable mattress, a pillow lifting his head slightly. His hands were placed in his lap, while his left thumb repeatedly stroked the knuckles of his right hand, a gesture he used to do when he thought about a difficult subject.

Meanwhile, his ruby lips were nibbled over and over again nervously by his pearly teeth, unconsciously.

Something had been haunting the telepath's head since, the night before, his watch had marked midnight.

He remembered it as if it were yesterday when, in one of their many whiskey and chess nights, a deep-eyed man confessed that his birthday was that exact day that now passed through the calendar.

It had been two years after he had last seen him, in the incident with Apocalypse. He had hoped that now that things ended with no fights involved, the magnetic man would one day go back to the mansion (to say hi, at least). But the weeks ran one after another, and Charles could only try to convince himself that he didn't miss Erik at all.

Fake it 'till you make it, they say.

But, oh. Sometimes faking it was harder than letting himself drown surrounded by those memories. Charles could still feel those piercing eyes watching him with an indecipherable gaze, sometimes so intense that Charles wondered who was the telepath there. His coffee scent, striking his pituitary, was so sweet and so sour. Always sweet and sour, of course. His smirk, showing his gleaming and sharp teeth. His messy kisses, exploring Charles' mouth during that night that had been carved into his memory like a mantra.

It was a blessing to remember all this with acute certitude but a curse to know that it would never happen again.

Loving a memory was the most addictive and delusional form of torture the telepath could ever experience.

Despite all the pain, the anger, the betrayal, it was impossible to hate that man. And the desire to see him again or simply touch his mind was unshakable. And, now that he knew Erik no longer carried that helmet, the desire was unbearable.

Erik's birthday was the perfect occasion to wander through his mind, even if it was just a simple touch.

Charles decided not to think about it anymore. It had been torturing him for hours, and that was enough. He knew right away that he would regret it, but the decision was made.

The mansion halls seemed to be sleeping, just like the students did. Charles could feel the tall walls judging him as he passed by.

Sooner than he had expected, he arrived at Cerebro. Charles reached there by inertia because he surely wasn't paying attention as he wheeled through the mansion. He was too busy thinking about how stupid was what he was about to do. Without paying too much attention to his common sense, he placed the helmet-like machine on his head. He hid his blue orbs behind his lids and focused on his telepathy.

Finding Erik among all the other minds was frighteningly simple. As if it was a reflex action.

As soon as Charles entered Erik's mind, a sense of nostalgia intoxicated every inch of his being.

He stopped for a few moments observing the beautiful work of art that made up Erik's mind.

He explored with his telepathy the brain connections of the opposite, feeling with amazement how each neuron connected with the rest, creating constellations of stardust around him. An infinite universe of dark nebulae elegantly intertwined with each other, creating lugubrious galaxies of thoughts and emotions.

Charles gazed in awe at the mental barriers built into Erik's mind, how impressive they were to be made by someone who wasn't a telepath. He remembered when he had taught the man about telepathy in one of their many conversations. Those barriers housed Erik's most significant memories, Charles noticed right away. Most were gray; they gave off inhuman suffering and loneliness, creating a gloomy atmosphere between all those galaxies. But there were some, only some, so beautiful and brilliant that they would beat the sun any other day.

Charles shuddered to see that in most of those beautiful memories, he was the protagonist. The telepath's ruby smile was kept in the German's mind like a precious treasure, like the brightest star in all that small yet infinite universe.

Between the painful and the brilliant memories, all those agitated galaxies that comprised the place were created. The telepath could feel the magnetism being born from all that nebulae in a stealthy but persistent way.

Erik's mind seemed like the Guernica painted with stardust. So full of war, beauty, disorder, sublimity.

Meanwhile, Erik was sitting on his bed, looking outside the window. He had lived in the mutant shelter for quite a while now.

It didn't take long for him to realize that something was wrong with his mind. He realized that a presence was in there, and it took just a brief second for one of his most precious memories to come to mind like déjà vu, instantly recognizing that person.

Recognizing when a telepath is inside your mind is not an easy task, but Charles had taught it to him years ago. Now, the telepath wondered if it had been a good idea to have taught that to Erik.

"Charles?"

That precious name touched Erik's lips in a hopeful sigh. The man wasn't quite sure if he had drunk too much whiskey and was beginning to imagine things.

"Happy birthday, Erik."

Said a voice pearled with memories within the magnetic's mind. His tone was calm and somewhat carefree as if that situation was the most normal thing in the world. But slight nuances of nostalgia, pain, and... love colored the letters of the man's name.

Charles was grateful that he didn't have to speak aloud, so that the opposite would not have to hear his voice breaking more and more with each syllable, making a clear portrait of his trembling heart.

Before leaving the mind of the other, the telepath stopped for a moment to feel how sadness and happiness were intermingled in each star of those nebulae, creating a battle that they both knew would win the distance from each other.

A selfish thought crossed Charles's mind, as a small part of him was glad that Erik still cared, if only a little.

Erik felt Charles's presence fade from his mind, leaving it with a cold feeling of loneliness. For a few seconds, he forgot that he was the great and impenetrable Magneto. He forgot about his promise of never to love anyone else. He forgot to forget about affection. For a few seconds, he was Erik again. That boy who jokingly kissed the hand of a young blue-eyed man while taking him out to dance to the sound of Can't help falling in love.

Magneto had dedicated half of his life to lock Erik in the depths of his mind. And with him, all the memories of those crimson lips he longed for.

But, with a simple touch, Charles managed to make Erik dominate every cell of his body, making that song resonate in his ears, accustomed to the deafening sound of bullets. What Charles had given him, Erik didn't know. But he guessed he really couldn't help falling in love with that man.

The two men would never talk about the tears that were created in their orbs. Or the small smiles that raised the corners of their lips. Neither the heavy knot that closed their stomachs or the devastating cold that harbored their minds. Not even the glass that they both served themselves, knowing that neither one nor a thousand could fill the void that the other had left in their lives.

[elimaryholmes]

Tagging game

Thank you for the tag @insertmeaningfulusername :)

Three ships: Cherik • Masriel • Héloïse/Marianne (Portrait)

Last song: Only if for a Night - Florence + the Machine

Last movie: I re-watched Portrait of a Lady on Fire on Arte.

Currently watching: Erm... nothing.

Currently reading: Caliban and the Witch, Silvia Federici

Currently craving: I’m quite happy now and then, maybe some more raspberries to make more jam. :)

Tagging (as always, no obligation): @sherlock-is-no-sociopath , @lyricfulloflight,  @fullmetalcarer and whoever feels like doing it. :)

[untoldblisses]

tag game

I was tagged by @sielustaja, thank you! I like being tagged! :)

Rules: answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to know better/catch up with!  

Three ships: I’m gonna say 1) Sam/Frodo because it’s through them I discovered the gift of fan fiction almost 20 years ago 2) Cherik because it’s been sticking with me forever and will always have a special place in my heart and 3) Wincest because to everyone’s and most of all my own surprise it’s what’s on my mind the most atm???

Last song: Kiss with a Fist by Florence and the Machine because it’s been stuck in my head since I reblogged that video yesterday

Last movie: Watched Shutter Island last weekend which I hadn’t seen before

Currently watching: Supernatural Season 10 (for the first time actually), Shameless Season 10 and I just started The Good Place

Currently reading: In At The Deep End by Kate Davies - which I hate. I just think it paints a terrible picture of the Polyamory and BDSM community and also the narrator annoys the hell out of me. Anyway. Still wanna know how it ends though.

Currently craving: sugar and the weekend

Tagging: Picking people to tag gives me anxiety so I’m just gonna tag the last 9 people in my notifications: @cerebellvm @tenthdoctorlife @aziraphales-niftyglasses @whatinfaradisthinking @stayawakeanddontpanic @cassandraleeds @i-m-in-loki-s-army @queerfables and @tenok

Feel free to ignore though! <3

[turtletotem]

Clearly I must ask for the Cherik playlist 😊

Okay part of this is cheating because they’re taken from the fanmix I made years ago. But some are new! And there’s 6 because what are rules anyway. If I’ve done it right, here is a link to a YouTube playlist of the songs.

1. Poison & Wine (The Civil Wars) You only know what I want you to I know everything you don't want me to Oh your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine You think your dreams are the same as mine Oh I don't love you but I always will Oh I don't love you but I always will

2. Bad Blood (Bastille) If we're only ever looking back We will drive ourselves insane As the friendship goes resentment grows We will walk our different ways But those are the days that bind us together, forever And those little things define us forever, forever

3. Eric’s Song (Vienna Teng) And of course I forgive I've seen how you live Like a phoenix you rise from the ashes You pick up the pieces And the ghosts in the attic They never quite leave And of course I forgive You've seen how I live I've got darkness and fears to appease ... The sacred simplicity of you at my side

4. No Light, No Light (Florence + the Machine) You are the hole in my head You are the space in my bed You are the silence in between What I thought and what I said ... No light, no light in your bright blue eyes I never knew daylight could be so violent A revelation in the light of day You can't choose what stays and what fades away And I'd do anything to make you stay

5. Antebellum (Vienna Teng) I know the border lines we drew between us Keep the weapons down, Keep the wounded safe; I know our antebellum innocence Was never meant to see the light of our armistice day.

6. Evil Has Never (Union of Knives) Even though you're well intentioned One or two or three things you mentioned Leave a taste familiar to me so Even with a slight sarcastic A ripple in a voice elastic I could crack the slightest code of woe ... Evil has never loved you Evil has never loved you Evil has never loved you as I do What do you mean? Nobody has ever loved you Nobody has ever loved you Nobody has ever loved you like I do

[sielustaja]

Tag game

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to know better. Answer the provided questions.

Tagged by @akasanata & @fassymioamor8, much love to you!

Relationship status: Siel is a single pringle

Favorite colors: teal blue, hot pink

Top 3 ships:  Cherik, Hannigram, Siren (Kieren/Simon)

Lipstick or chapstick: lipstick

Spell out your name in songs:

(I use my real name since it’s shorter)

Sky Full of Song by Florence + The Machine

Arkangeli by CMX

No Roots by Alice Merton

No Celebration by Paradise Lost

Iridium by Dark Tranquillity

I won’t tag anyone this time, but feel free to do this anyway!

[currenthyperfixationcherik]

Puppet strings (Side A)

Okay, so I did this as a part of both, Cherik Bingo and Cherik song machine. Cherik Bingo fill: Brainwashing.

He tried. Time and time again. Peace was supposed to be the way. But what peace can we expect? The world is run by people far too out of touch with reality, some of them are vile, some others naive. He was once naive and look what he got. War. Dead students. Dead children. Dead innocent people. He was foolish, but no more. He won’t wash the blood off, he will bathe in it now. Red filthy blood from murderers, scum. There are some people in his life that would say that “If you kill a murderer, the number of murderers remains the same.” But if he ends all of them, the number will reach one, and once that happens, he could die for all he cares. The cries from the innocent haunt his nights, he should have protected them. He entered the place, firearms thrown away and guards dropping dead. Men who point a gun without hesitation are not innocent. As another speech was about to be given, Charles breaks in with a hand on his temple. They wanted to fear mutants? He would give them a good reason to fear. “Keep quiet and do not move." His command was not an option. The most important people on the planet, they are all at his mercy. The good ones fell asleep. The murderers he would take away. The good ones woke up with their families, safe and sound, their thoughts morphed enough so they won’t be a danger in the future. The murderers were stripped from their free will until their last moments, his families forgetting them, their brains meddled with as Charles searched for their worst nightmares. "Where is he?!" Charles screamed and the murderer whimpered, he was so scared of Charles. Good. Monsters like him should be terrified of him. The murderer didn’t have the information Charles was looking for. What a shame, his lifespan got cut short. 

News said it was self-inflicted, and who could have said otherwise? His puppets are to be trusted, he made sure of that. "Where is he?" Charles asked as he punched the man in front of him. He could extract that from their minds, but he got a sadistic joy in making them talk this way. “The Pentagon, last basement!” And he smiles. Charles is taking his Erik back, and this time, he’s ready to follow him to the end of the world. As soon as he arrives, he notices something different inside. These people weren’t eliminated by his hand or his orders. Then, he saw a metallic bullet. It stopped in front of him. “You are alive…” The voice said, there was relief, emotion, pain. “What happened to you?” Erik was almost the same, but there was something in his eyes, a certain pain Charles perceived “Doesn’t matter. They are already dead.” Erik paused and looked at him with curious eyes, “What are you doing here?” Charles smiles, but before the ever icy eyes Erik had, he loses his stoic stance. “You were right.” It wasn’t an admission of defeat, Erik can notice the feelings lingering behind those words.

“I’m sorry. I should have…” Charles shakes his head, “We should have, but we didn’t. We are to blame.” Erik steps closer and takes Charles’ hands. “Then we take the blame, together.” Three years of longing went around in silence, the bloodshed was left behind as Erik floated behind Charles.

“So, how did you find me?” Erik asked as they both made their way to the first of many who would fall to their power. “I made them tell me.” Charles smirked and a malicious grin appeared in Erik’s face “What did you do?” Charles looked him in the eyes as he took Erik’s hand in his and put his other hand on his temple, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” It was a matter of seconds where Erik could only feel Charles in his mind, taking over, intoxicating. He was at his mercy and for the love of everything he’s ever felt, he almost loses himself in it. “I didn’t make their experience pleasant, they didn’t deserve it.” Erik could only look at him, his chest rapidly rising and falling, “I know you particularly enjoy this…” Erik couldn’t help but wonder how willing Charles was to do that again to him. “I won’t unless I see fit. Or unless you want it, in which case, I’ll make sure you enjoy that thoroughly.” Erik went silent for a moment before knowing what he wanted to say, “Use me as you please,” Charles raised an eyebrow. “I now see you fit to do so.” Somber eyes looked at Erik with satisfaction. “Good.”

He knows what Charles was doing to him, attaching puppet strings to his soul.

And he loved it. The world would learn to love it too.

Cherik bingo masterpost here! And here's the Cherik Song Machine List.

Side B.

[kenisle]

tag thingy: lost 10 songs you’ve been listening to

i was tagged by @singersalvageshop. cheers

dog days are over by florence + the machine

sky full of song by florence + the machine

stand by me by florence + the machine

cosmic love by florence + the machine

shake it out by florence + the machine

death of a bachelor by panic! at the disco

the greatest show by panic! at the disco

thnks fr th mmrs by fall out boy

hazy shade of winter by gerard way and ray toro

i think we’re alone now by tiffany

i tag @checkmate-cherik @goblin-rights-babey and @i-am-eurus-holmes and anyone else who sees this bc i don’t remember anyone else’s urls

[thatdanishchick]

@like-the-direction heeeyyyyyyy you tagged me for a thing !! and the few times i am tagged for things i forget to do them but Not Today ! ! !

Rules: Answer 30 questions then tag 20 some blogs you would like to know better

1. Nickame: I used to be nicknamed ‘Bette’ which i still love but i don’t get called nicknames anymore. sad

2. Gender: Female/It’s A Mystery

3. Star Sign: Leo, baby !!

4. Height: 165-ish cm

5. Time: Right now, 15:44

6. Birthday: August 13th, ‘96

7. Favourite Band(s): ah geez. there are so many but yeah; Florence + the machine, Queen, ABBA, Spandau Ballet, Daft Punk, Hot Chip, Kraftwerk, the show goes on and on

8. Favourite Solo Artist(s): Gaga, The Weeknd, RuPaul, Frank Ocean, Marina & The Diamonds, Lorde, Ben Folds, Annie Lennox, Tom Jones, Donna Summer, Olivia Newton-John, oh god so many more

9. Song Stuck In My Head: i almost always have a song stuck in my head except for today apparently !!

10. Last Movie Watched: In theaters, Black Panther(me too!!). at home, Archipelago(fulfilling a long standing promise to watch this kinda boring movie bc Tom Hiddleston is in it. it’s .. i mean, go see it for yourself)

11. Last Show I Watched: RPDR All Stars 3 (finale. i have thoughts about this, i applaud the winning queen but i was kinda banking my money on a different horse if you know whaddamean)

12. When Did I Create My Blog: i was in the 8th grade, 2010... i had just watched X-Men First Class twice in theaters and found tumblr bc i wanted to ship Cherik. yes, really

13. What Do You Post: things from fandom that i find funny. rn it’s Thor Ragnarok mostly, i think. the rule is, if a post can either make me laugh or baffle me, it goes on here. also if it has an important PSA. but generally my blog is a de-stress space for me.

14. Last Thing I Googled: i think it’s googling where in denmark i can purchase the wet n wild mega cushion foundation. my search was unfruitful

15. Do You Have Any Other Blogs: i have an art/writing blog(active), a weeb blog(dead), a moby dick portfolio(sleeping) and a nail blog(active)

16. Do You Get Asks: not so much anymore. which i think is great, bc i think the messaging system is way better for contacting me, so i get all my asks and IM’s from friends through there

17. Why Did You Choose Your URL: in 2008 i started watching thatguywiththeglasses and i was such a huge fan(and still like his stuff today). i wanted so badly to be a critic(although i didn’t, like, film or write any reviews). and i thought about how would i brand myself, and i couldn’t come up with anything better for my name. and for some reason i haven’t changed my url in nearly a decade. i also use it for so many other platforms 

18. Following: 86, but not that many are actively posting

19. Followers: 831. and it’s pretty much been stuck around that number for two years i think lmao

20. Favourite Colour(s): Greens and purples ! also if gold and silver where colors

21. Average Hours of Sleep: my perfect window of sleep is precisely 7 1/2 hours. i can almost never sleep past that. 

22. Lucky Number: 13 has been mine since i was a kid, it’s literally just my birthday. also bc most people think of it as an unlucky number, and i was an edgy little brat

23. Instruments: i played the violin for 3 years. i’m too lazy to pick it up again even though i’d like to

24. What Am I Wearing: mom-made Finnish-style sweater, h&m jeans that are a little too big and therefore comfy, winter socks, mismatched earrings(you’ll never catch me in matching earrings)

25. How Many Blankets Do I Sleep With: one big duvet, a thin fleece blanket to wrap my second pillow in

26. Dream Job: if we’re talking a realistic dream job, teaching(my goal is highschool english but rn i’m teaching middle school arts & crafts which i am really enjoying doing atm). if we’re talking dream dream job, i’d like to just. live in a windmill maybe. or a lighthouse. i know it’s not a job but if it’s a job then it’s not really a dream for me yaknow

27. Dream Trip: i went to Nantucket and New Bedford last autumn and i would really love to return and see more of the area bc i was only there for two days. i’d also love to come back to Japan and see more of the islands and experience more of the cuisine, bc i loved it so much.

28. Favourite Food: i can always eat some variation of mac n cheese. i’m the least picky person alive. also i could eat BBQ/sour cream+onion crisps every single day if i didn’t know better

29. Nationality: Danish to the bone

30. Favourite Song Now: it varies from moment to moment. agh and it’s too hard to choose !! i’m not gonna get into it. all songs are my favorite songs.

i tag my buddies @emizu @mud-muffin @nubb @mintcondition-shellfish if any of you wanna do these, i just think they’re so fun

[earnestly-endlessly]

Earnestly-Endlessly’s Cherik Playlist

So, I’ve been seeing some Cherik Playlists floating around the last few days, especially from @turtletotem and I thought: ‘hey, I wanna do that’. Even though no one asked me to do this, and no one is probably that interested, I decided to do it for fun. I have very strong associations with music and listen to various different genres. Some of these fit with my personal association with Cherik, and some actually do fit their story arcs in the movies. So, without further ado (and rambling), here is my Cherik playlist. 

Don’t Panic - Coldplay

Bones sinking like stones All that we've fought for Homes, places we've grown All of us are done for We live in a beautiful world Yeah we do Yeah we do We live in a beautiful world Bones sinking like stones All that we've fought for Homes, places we've grown All of us are done for

Smother - Daughter 

I'm wasted, losing time

I'm a foolish, fragile spine

I want all that is not mine I want him but we're not rightIn the darkness I will meet my creators And they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator

I should go now quietly For my bones have found a place To lie down and sleep Where all my layers can become reeds All my limbs can become trees All my children can become me What a' mess I leave To follow

Tomorrow - Daughter 

By tomorrow we'll be lost amongst the leaves In a wind that chills the skeletons of trees And when the moon, it shines, I will leave two lines Just find my love, then find me

But don't bring tomorrow 'Cause I already know I'll lose you Don't bring tomorrow 'Cause I already know I'll lose you I'll lose you

By tomorrow I'll be left in the darkness Amongst your cold sheets And your shoes will be gone And your body warmth no longer beside me

Nature Boy - AURORA 

There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy

They say he wandered very far, very far Over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was heAnd then one day A lucky day he passed my way Then we spoke of many things

Fools and kings Then he said to me: "The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is to love and be loved in return"

Murder Song (5,4,3,2,1) Acoustic - AURORA

Five, four, three, two, one Five, four, three, two, one

He holds the gun against my head I close my eyes and bang I am dead I know he knows that he's killing me for mercy

And here I go

Oh oh oh oh

And here I go

Oh oh oh oh He holds my body in his arms He didn't mean to do no harm And he holds me tight 

Oh, he did it all to spare me from the awful things in life that comes And he cries and cries I know he knows that he's killing me for mercy

And here I go Oh oh oh oh oh

No Light, No Light - Florence + The Machine

You are the hole in my head You are the space in my bed You are the silence in between What I thought and what I said

You are the night-time fear You are the morning when it's clear When it's over you'll start You're my head, you're my heart

No light, no light in your bright blue eyes I never knew daylight could be so violent A revelation in the light of day You can't choose what stays and what fades away

And I'd do anything to make you stay No light, no light (No light) Tell me what you want me to say

What Kind of Man - Florence + The Machine

I was on a heavy tip Try'na cross a canyon with a broken limb You were on the other side, like always Wondering what to do with life

I'd already had a sip So I'd reasoned I was drunk enough to deal with it You were on the other side, like always You could never make you mine

And with one kiss You inspired a fire of devotion that lasts for twenty years What kind of man loves like this?

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea - XYLØ

Another day shipwrecked Can you hear my prayer? If you have the answer let me know Stolen from another life You appeared in mine It doesn't feel the same as it did before

 And the tide it takes me away from you And it brings me back again And you slip like sand right through my hands With every word you say 

Oh, you'll find me, between The devil and the deep blue sea And I'm going under Oh, you'll find me, between The devil and the deep blue sea And I'm going under 

I'm coming up for air Come and share my last breath Save it for a time when I'm here no more We're diving in the deep end We can't turn back again The battle never ends but you won the war

Winter - Daughter

Drifting apart like two sheets of ice, my love Frozen hearts growing colder with time There's no heat from our mouths Please take me back to my rich youth

And we were in flames, I needed I needed you To run through my veins, like disease And now we are strange, strangers

I of the Storm - Of Monsters And Men 

If I could face them If I could make amends with all my shadows I'd bow my head and welcome them But I feel it burning Like when the winter wind Stops my breathing Are you really gonna love me when I'm gone? I fear you won't I fear you don'tAnd it echoes when I breathe Until all you see is my ghost Empty vessel, crooked teeth Wish you could seeAnd they call me under And I'm shaking like a leaf And they call me under And I wither underneath In this storm

Breathe Me - Sia

Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, enfold me I am small and needy Warm me up and breathe me

The Scientist - Coldplay 

Come up to meet you Tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you Tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets And ask me your questions Oh let's go back to the start Running in circles, coming up tails Heads on a science apart

Nobody said it was easy It's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be this hard Oh take me back to the start That Home - Cinematic Orchestra

Where the doors are moaning all day long, Where the stairs are leaning dusk 'till dawn,

Where the windows are breathing in the light, Where the rooms are a collection of our lives,

This is a place where I don't feel alone This is a place that I call my home This is a place that I call my home

[all-or-nothing-baby]

I’ve actually just done this one... but oh, go on then, seeing as it's Spencer and Drew asking :)

Top Four Seven Ships:

1. Destiel (Dean Winchester/Castiel, Supernatural)

2. Sterek (Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale, Teen Wolf TV)

3. Sheriarty (Sherlock Holmes/Jim Moriarty, Sherlock TV)

4. The Unholy Trinity (Jesse Custer/Tulip O’Hare/Proinsias Cassidy, Preacher Comics and TV)

5. Hannigram (Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham, Hannibal TV)

6. Cherik (Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr, X-Men [Alternate Timeline Movies])

7. Symbrok (Symbiote/Eddie Brock, Venom Movie)

(BONUS NEW SHIPS: Geraskier [Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier The Bard, The Witcher TV] and Villaneve [Villanelle/Eve, Killing Eve])

Chapstick or Lipstick:

I’ll only wear Lush’s Honey Trap lip balm cos I'm a lip balm snob. Don’t wear lipstick, unless it's my 30th birthday--in which case I'd need a time machine.

Last Song:

Desire’s Don’t Call

Last Movie:

Fredrik Bond’s The Necessary Death of Charlie Countryman. It’s one of my can-watch-over-and-over-and-over films.

(In case you're interested, other’s in the forever-watch-list include [but are not exclusive to] Tony Scott’s True Romance; Gus Van Sant’s My Own Private Idaho; James Cameron’s The Terminator; Paul McGuigan’s Lucky Number Slevin; Rachel Talalay’s Tank Girl; Todd Haynes Velvet Goldmine; Ridley Scott’s Bladerunner; Luca Guadagnino‘s Call Me By Your Name; Craig Gillespie’s Lars And The Real Girl; Richard Linklater’s Before Sunrise; Luc Besson’s Leon; Frank Darabont’s The Shawshank Redemption, Nicolas Wending Refn’s Drive; Jaco Van Dormael‘s Mr Nobody.)

Reading:

I honestly read so many fics/books/essays at once, as I’m never in the same mood for too long... but, as I’ve already done this tag game very recently, I’ll just add the new Geraskier fic I've started, Love As You Are, by @omglevixeren and Joanna Russ’ The Female Man.

Thank you muchly to the lovely @avidbkwrm and @peanutbutterandgrapejelly for my tags. I’m tagging--play or nay--some people I’d like to know better: @saltnhalo @persephoneshadow @ltleflrt @caranfindel @casthewise @elioetoliver @ghstfcers @bendingsignpost @slytherkins @novemberhush @pimentogirl @puhnatsson @cryptomoon @artymcart @notwithd which yeah is more than 9. Sue me. Also, anyone else who wants to do the thing? Do the thing :)

I was tagged by @jemariel whose writing I love and I didn’t realize even knew I existed. 

Rule: tag 9 people you want to know better  

Top Three Ships: Of all time is rough but… Destiel, obviously. Merthur (Merlin/Arthur) and I can’t ignore Drarry which got me into fanfic in the first place.

Lipstick or Chapstick: Chapstick. I use it all the time, I have like 20 different tubes of it. Though I do love a good lipstick for a big event or day when I actually care enough to put on makeup. 

Last song: I haven’t listened to music like all day which is weird but at least I was social over lunch yay! So I guess Let Me Be from Radio Co Volume 1 because it’s currently the alarm I wake up to every day :) 

Last movie: Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back but mostly because we just got Disney+ and my husband really wanted to watch them and I didn’t mind having a movie on in the background while I spent my time reading fic. (Nothing against Star Wars, I just don’t love them) 

Reading: So much fic, all the fic. I’m subscribed to at least 15 current WIP and I love it anytime any of them update. (Like Cats & Tats by the lovely @jemariel and La Hantise by @wanderingcas which everyone should definitely check out) Plus I only joined the supernatural fandom like 12 months ago so I’m pretty much playing catch up on all the great things to read. (If anyone has any suggestions about things I should not miss let me know!)

Plus I guess I just started Cutie Pies and Deadly Lies which is a mystery/thriller (I guess?) novel about a girl who sees people’s dead pets as bad omens for said person. Which sounds really cool but I haven’t read enough to decide yet. 

I tag (oh goodness don’t feel obligated and please join in even if I don’t tag you I’d love to know pretty much everyone more) @all-or-nothing-baby @nickelkeep @petrichoravellichor @unforth @heliodean @leafzelindor @wanderingcas @malmuses @tricia-16