#fem!magneto

[cruelangelwroteherthesis]

gave x men 97 a watch

[myoonmii]

Just girls!

[leninille]

x-men first class but it's lesbian

[wishchip106]

whats up with him and doing that lesbian arm pose i used to see people go on about

is he lesbib? 🙁

i had to steal this but DUDE

hrmm magneto lesbian confirmed‼️

now we just need his wife Professor Charles Francis Xavier 😔

[linipik]

~Magnet🦋

[hurtpeoplex2]

would fem!charles still be bald??

[mischivarien]

Can i interest you in some cherik yuri?

[batnova]

fem!cherik quick doodle

[kat-thepoet]

Invisible String

Erik Lehnsherr x Female Reader - ongoing

♖ Chapter: ONE

♖ Chapter: TWO

♖ Chapter: THREE

♖ Chapter: FOUR

♖ Chapter: FIVE

♖ Chapter: SIX

♖ Chapter: SEVEN

chapter eight coming soon

[skulldetergent]

characters that will always be jewish to me

[cruelangelwroteherthesis]

[myoonmii]

My wife and her wife, my other wife!

[tereresrock]

i’ve been going crazyyy over fem cherik on twitter (@/fvckineyelashes if you wanna follow me there hi) and i sketched a lil something on my computer

[wishchip106]

still on my dancing cherik brainrot

someone give me disco dancing cherik

THE BEATLES RAAHHHH

trying to remember who else was alive back in the 60’s 🤨

FRANK SINATRA

guhhmmm my brain is whirring

[salixlonica]

Fem Erik? Fem Erik anyone?

[weapon-xox]

Could I get fem Cherik fluff with powers?

i hope this is something! i changed their names to erika and charlie, enjoy! 💕

Charlie was sick. And, usually when someone is sick, they become insufferable, annoying and needy, using their illness to take full advantage of getting some undoubtebly much needed TLC.

Needing someone to care for them, rather than being the one to care for everyone else.

Charlie was lucky, she didn't have to put on an act to get her lover to care, to tend to her every need, because the second Charlie sneezed and broke into the sweats late last night, the metal weilding mutant actually became the insufferable one.

She meant well, of course she did, and Charlie really was so grateful, anyone could only be so lucky as to have someone as caring and concerned as Erika. But she tended to worry a little too much and, Xavier couldn't blame her, not after her past and unavoidably her future, but Erikas loud and constant string of worried thoughts, panic and the occasional (hourly) telepathic check-ins only added to the growing headache.

It wasn't all awful, though. Charlie couldn't help but think about how today was a perfect day to be sick. Rain pattered heavily against a slightly cracked window in Erikas dimly lit bedroom where she was tucked into the criminally comfortable bed, and Charlie had decided to cancel all classes for the day. A break for the teachers, and the students, to stay inside and enjoy each others company as they all would see fit.

Charlie tried to keep tabs on everyone, but Erika had scolded her when she noticed the others scrunched up face during one of her in person check ins, twisted in pain from all of the loud and excitable thoughts, and had gave her an order to rest, to let her handle everything, to trust her.

Charlie never doubted her trust in her, so she agreed quickly, and once she was able to drown out Erikas thoughts she even managed to get some sleep.

When she awoke, rubbing the sleep out of a heavy feeling eye with a small fist, a metal tray was carefully floating through the air, over to the bed, and eventually into her lap once Charlie pushed herself up, leaning back against the beautifully carved wooden bed frame.

Behind the tray followed Magneto, popping her head in with that shark like grin Charlie absolutley adored, walking further inside and sitting herself beside her lover while careful not to jostle the tray.

"I made you some soup, darling. Homemade, chicken noodle." Charlie opened her mouth, and Erika held up a long finger quickly. She didn't need to be a mind reader to know what Xavier was thinking.

"The students are all well, I promise you. Minimal rough housing and they all have been fed." Charlies lips curled into the softest hint of a smile. There was no rough housing because Erika was intimidating, Charlie knew that, and without her around to take their sides she knew the kids would all be on their best behaviour.

She looked down at the soup, the warm and welcoming smell broke through what it could of her congested sinuses and it made her mouth water.

"You made this?" She repeated back, reaching for the spoon but Erika beat her to it, lifting the spoon with a twitch of her fingers to bring the metal to Charlies lips. She leaned forward, took the soup into her mouth, and closed her eyes with a soft moan.

"From scratch," Erika confirmed again with a nod, and Charlie opened her eyes to smile around the spoon, pulling off of it at the same time the mutant pulled back the utensil, her eyes focused on those cherry red lips. They sat like that for a while, Erika feeding Xavier, chatting between thoughtful bites or sitting in silence to listen to the rain, which sounded like it had picked up, and although she was sick Charlie couldn't think of a better way to spend her day, in Erikas bed, surrounded by her welcoming scent and abundance of blankets because she was worried Charlie would get too cold, one of her too long shirts hanging off of the smaller girls frame.

She looks absolutley perfect, Erika thought, admiring her partner, and set the spoon in the nearly empty bowl to push back that soft shoulder length hair with a palm, leaning forward, pressing tender lips to that brilliant forehead of hers.

Charlie whined, silently pleading to be held while using that look the mutant could never say no to, and after lifting the tray off of the bed and safely to the top of a dresser with those remarkable powers, Erika kicked off her shoes and climbed under the covers. She wrapped a slender arm around Charlies waist, pulled her close, and the smaller mutant melted into her side while the protective arm of her soulmate held her.

"Thank you, really. For everything, you have been such a big help and I really don't know how to repay you..." Erika looked down with a lazy tilt of her chin, looking almost offended with furrowed brows that Charlie thought she expected something in return, but her face softened when she figured she could take full advantage.

She held her cheek in a careful hand and muttered softly, thumb brushing along her bottom lip, "a kiss will do."

"You will get sick," Charlie pointed out, a small pout on her face, and Erika just chuckled with a breath, leaning in for a kiss anyway, Charlie returning it eagerly despite her complaints.

Erika eventually pulled away just enough to speak, lips brushing against Xaviers own parted ones with every word.

"We'll worry about that when the time comes."

And, as it turns out, Xavier discovered... Erika is even more insufferable when she's sick.

Charlie really wouldn't have it any other way.