#erik really got some bad flaws there but this will be a surprise to literally no-one

[somewherebetweenrage]

CHARACTER OUTLINE

FLAWS.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | overthinker | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive | perfectionist | pessimistic | naive

STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

SKILLS & HOBBIES.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | sewing | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing | yoga | gaming | surfing

tagged by: stolen from @shieldretired​ <3   

tagging: @theresastargirl​ , @imperatore-falcone​ , @itsybitsypeterparker​ , @acertainfemininemystique​ & anyone else who wants <3  

[dreamingofmilk]

Crab Legs

Synopsis: You made sure to not eat around Erik, you were too afraid of what he'd think. After a mishap, you still will never eat in front of him, but for a completely different reason.

Warnings: smut, cursing

Word Count: 1,725

"Alright, babe I have to go. Come walk me to the door." Erik lifted himself from the kitchen chair. Your stomach rumbled as you cleaned up his plate for him.

You hopped up to walk Erik to your front door, pouting the entire way, but secretly giddy he was leaving. "Bye Erik. I'll call you tomorrow."

You kissed him goodbye and closed your door. Now the real fun could begin. You and Erik have been seeing each other for about three months now, and things have been going great, but there's just one little problem. You can't really eat whenever he's around. You just feel self-conscious and awkward with him looking at you, so you can never bring yourself to eat more than a few bites. This meant that when you would go your separate ways you would get your fill. 

You had some crab legs sitting in your fridge, with the garlic butter of course. And now you'd be able to eat them without worrying about how you looked. You got to work heating everything up, the butter sauce bubbling on the stove, the spices swirling in the pan. You laid out a towel and some paper towels, this was your favorite meal. You knew it could get very messy if you don't prep correctly. You put your favorite movie on the tv and changed into a pair of comfy shorts and a crop top. You danced into the kitchen to get everything ready to eat, meticulously picking which crab legs you wanted and vigorously stirring the sauce to make sure all of the garlic and onion were mixed in properly. 

You brought everything to your station in the living room, pressed play on the movie and went to town. You sighed with pleasure when the first bit of crab meat hit your tongue. Humming as the butter sauce hit your tongue. Fuck this shit was good. 

From that point on, you ate with gusto, the sauce was dripping down your arms and your chin, and you had pieces of crab shell on your shirt. You were completely blissed out. You had finally reached your favorite part of the crab legs, the claws. You meticulously cracked one and gently pulled the meat out all in one piece. You took your time to perfectly cover the piece in sauce and brought it to your lips. 

"Mmhm!" You honestly couldn't control the loud moan that came out of your mouth. Shit was so good it honestly didn't make any sense. 

"Oh, so it's like that huh?" A deep voice boomed behind you.

You whipped your head around and saw Erik standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. Fuck! 

You rushed to wipe your face and hands. "Erik!” You giggled quietly, your nerves wrapped around you tightly. You felt like a child that got playing in time out. “What are you doing here? How long have you been there?"

He held up his keys, "I forgot my keys so I came back up to grab them. Imagine my surprise when I see my girlfriend moaning and going in on some crab legs. Especially when I ain’t get no invite."

You could feel your face getting hot. This was honestly the most embarrassing moment of your life. You could still feel sauce sliding down your chin, your shirt has spots of sauce and bits of crab shells on it, your stomach poked out the way it always did after a good meal. God, what must he think of you? You probably look like a pig right now! 

You could feel the tears building behind your eyes. You looked at your lap and started wringing your hands. You just knew this conversation was going to hurt, but the anticipation was killing you. "Erik. I never meant for you to see this. I know I'm a sloppy eater. I understand if you want to leave."

"Leave? Leave where.” Erik looked around in confusion. “I don't understand Y/N. What are you talking about?"

You held back a sob. "I didn't want you to see me like this. I'm so embarrassed!"

You heard his boots coming closer. "Wait… Y/N. Is that why you hardly eat when we go out? You wait until you get home?" His voice was clear, but you couldn't tell how he was taking all of this. You still couldn't bring yourself to look at him. Seeing the disgust on his face would break you. 

You shifted nervously then nodded. "Yes."

Erik sighed, "Then I apologize. I fucked up."

Your head snapped up, shock taking over. You met his eyes and you saw the remorse. "Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong."

He was shaking his head before you finished. "My girlfriend doesn't feel comfortable eating around me. That means I'm not making you comfortable or something about me makes you doubt me. Somehow someway, I fucked up." He grabbed your chin and met your eyes. "Let me make something clear Y/N. I love you. I love your loud snoring, I love your bad singing, I love your brattiness when you don't get your way, I love all of that shit. All the things you think are flaws, I love all of them. I don't want them to change. There is nothing, absolutely nothing, you could say or do that would make me think any differently of you."

You were openly sobbing at this point. The relief you felt was overwhelming. This man was absolutely perfect. "I love you too baby. You're perfect."

Erik laughed and shook his head. "No, I'm not. I have anger problems. I blow up the bathroom three times a day. I drive like a maniac and I refuse to go to the doctor or take directions from anyone. I have my flaws too baby, and you've been accepting of every single one of them." 

You smiled, "You're right. I'm sorry I lost sight of that."

Erik shrugged, "I understand why you were self-conscious. I'm just letting you know you don't have to be. This isn't even a flaw as far as I'm concerned."

You tilted your head in confusion. "I'm literally covered in sauce and food. I made a complete pig of myself."

Erik crouched down in front of you. "You look so fucking sexy right now, Y/N." He bit his lip and crouched down right in front of you. "I love a woman that eats. Watching you tear into them crab legs got me hard as fuck baby." He started rubbing and squeezing your thigh. You looked at his crotch and you could see he was telling the truth. His dick was straining against his pants. 

The food long was forgotten, when you reached up to kiss him. Your mouths crashing into each other's.Quickly he pulled your sauce stained shirt up over your head. He had you flat on your back faster than you could register. He spread your legs and settled between them. He immediately started kissing and sucking on your neck. Your legs clenched and tried to curl up instinctively, but he kept pushing them back down.

"Unh unh, quit all that moving." Erik’s hand slides up to hold your hips still. His other hand’s fingers gripping the meat of your thighs

"Baaabyyy!!!" You whined, your body arching into him. 

He pulled away, just far enough to look at your face. "Yeah, baby?"

You pouted, "Please!"

He smirked, "Use your words, babygirl."

You groaned in frustration. "Fuck me!"

His smirk only grew wider, "I will, but there's something I want first."

"What?" You stared in confusion. 

He shook his head and smiled, "I'm tryna eat this pussy just like you did them crab legs."

He made a show of pulling your shorts down. He licked his lips once he realized you didn't have any underwear on. "Oh, you're out here wildin' huh?" He leaned down, and you could feel his breath where you wanted him the most. The anticipation was killing you. 

"Erik! Stop playing!" Erik smirked up at you as soon as the words left your mouth.

"Alright. Keep that same energy."

And with that he finally brought his mouth to your pussy. His tongue made quick circles around your clit, the euphoria was mind-blowing to be honest. You couldn't control any part of your body. Every nerve ending was firing off simultaneously. You tried to clench your thighs but Erik was having none of that. He gripped your legs and pushed them back so the top of your thighs pressed into your stomach. Now you couldn't do anything but lose your mind. 

"Fuck! Babe, no… it's too much. I can't! I'm gonna cum" You squirmed, trying to get away from his demon tongue. Erik pressed you down harder, "nah, Y/N, you were talking all that shit a second ago. Keep that energy!"

You fucked up honestly. Now he was serving demon tongue and you could feel his finger easing its way into your pussy. Erik had perfect hands honestly. His fingers were long and fat, and had just enough callouses to make you purr. He worked about half of his finger in, then started to pull out, much to your dismay. Then he shoved his entire finger in in one rough push.

You just managed to cover your mouth when an ear splitting scream pierced the air. An orgasm stronger than anything you've ever felt hit your body like a tsunami. You could feel your back arching, could faintly feel the clenching inside you as you squirted everywhere, your thighs, Erik's face, and the floor underneath. It took a few moments for you to register the screams tearing out of you. Your neighbors were going to give you dirty looks all week, but you couldn't bring yourself to care

And Erik, the trifling bastard that he is, didn't slow down at all, so you were hit with several aftershocks, your fists beating his shoulders as you tried your hardest to escape his hold for a second of relief. 

"Babe, seriously! I can't take anymore!" Your voice was hoarse.

Erik pulled up, his entire face from his nose down glistening in the dim light. "Bet them crab legs can't make you do that! Turn over and get this dick!"

You will NEVER eat crab legs in front of this man again.

TAGLIST

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[boo-cool-robot]

DOFP Rewatch Liveblog Part 3

Wow it’s been a while....here we go!!! Previous part here

Erik, basically: I admit it was a bad idea to attempt to kill Mystique but that will not deter me from my other bad plans in the least

Charles and Hank are miserably bad for each other huh

OH MY GOD WAS THIS BIT IN THE THEATRICAL CUT..........I LOVE IT

Wait hang on is this happening the same time as Charles is getting his powers back.....Charles why didn’t you mind control this dingus if he’s only wearing a hard hat and not his dumb helmet......

“There’s no damage you can do that hasn’t already been done, trust me.” Aw....Logan....

Oh No....flashbacks to X3. Charles why are you feeling sad for Logan, Jean’s the one who got fucking stabbed

For all this movie’s flaws, there are a ton of just gorgeous shots

‘Everyone needs a little help’ and ‘You will hurt doing this work, and it’s not fair, but you have to let it hurt’ are really beautiful themes. If only they could integrate them with like, any of the things mutation is metaphor for in any meaningful way.

God I wish this scene was better lit.........I love this so fucking much......Erik “Can’t stop won’t stop not sure how to stop” Lehnsherr literally tearing up the way back as he goes forward

Oh hey, the future storyline is back. Do you have the feeling that the future part would be significantly better if it was just everyone sitting down and talking about their feelings

Mystique was right!!!!!! 

I do not like anything about Mystique/Hank...........she’s too good for him dangit

Why is the Rogue rescue mission Magneto and Bobby....please I just want to hear this weirdass team banter

I don’t really like the pacing effect that intercutting the Rogue rescue with young Magneto’s helmet retrieval has but oh boy, old Magneto threatening the scientists experimenting on Rogue throws a lot of stuff into emotional clarity for this scene

SHIT the coin Erik used to kill Shaw is in the Pentagon vault along with his helmet!!!!!!!!

Charles still calls Magneto and Iceman Erik and Bobby even though they’re in the field.....cute....

Erik catches Kitty when she passes out!! I’m so annoyed the movie has basically no hint of their relationship when it’s one of my favorite in the comics

Okay Logan being surprised when he goes through the metal detector is pretty funny

“What happened to you?” “Friendly fire.” OH DEAR

He’s soooooo stupid, god I love Magneto

Future Storm just gets stabbed out of nowhere because these movies don’t fucking know what to do with her character

Logan gets tossed in the river because?? I dunno, this movie is really questionably written

Aaaaaaaaah I love his stupid ass........cape fluttering in the wind of pulling the president’s panic room out of the ground...god

All the mutant kids listening to Erik’s speech gives me a lot of feelings actually!!

“You used to be a better shot.” The words of someone who wants to get kicked in the face

(hell yes)

Charles, despite claiming that he doesn’t want to control Mystique, is still being manipulative! And the story is set up such that everything he does is justified! I hate it!

Wow! Wowee! I am wild over this shot!!!

Future Scott: Is Logan flirting with me instead of Jean???

They just abandoned the perfectly good Mystique-Wolverine storyline set up here huh

I really, really hate the fundamental concept of this movie as everyone having to stop Mystique and everything they do as justified. Also some of the writing gets wonky af. However,,,,,,,,,,,,,,this did give me plenty of what I want, which is Magneto doing dumb shit................