ionic: ((xfc) charles - ready)
[personal profile] ionic
TWITTER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

BUT SERIOUSLY.

CHARLES XAVIER YOU GUYS. I AM GETTING MY FEELINGS ABOUT HIM EVERYWHERE TODAY.

This is stemmed from rewatching First Class with [livejournal.com profile] afrocurl and [livejournal.com profile] stlkrchck in which we had very many feelings that could not be contained in one Livejournal post.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pocky_slash.livejournal.com
TWITTER DOESN'T WANT US TO HAVE FEELINGS.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 03:53 am (UTC)
ext_11663: by flyingmachine on LJ ((xfc) make this go on)
From: [identity profile] chiasmus.livejournal.com
WE HAVE SO MANY.

BUT I SERIOUSLY WANT THEM TO JUST GO HOME AND FIGHT IT OUT WITHOUT GENOCIDE. AND WITH FRECKLES.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pocky_slash.livejournal.com
WHY ISN'T THERE MORE FRECKLE FIC? WHY?

There is that one super adorable one where Erik is counting Charles' freckles but I can't think of A SINGLE OTHER ONE and there should be SO MANY because LOOK AT MCAVOY'S FUCKING FACE JESUS CHRIST.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pearl-o.livejournal.com
FRECKKKKKKKKKKLES. SURELY SOME OF THE MOTELS DURING MUTANT ROAD TRIPS HAD SWIMMING POOLS AND CHARLES HAD TO TAKE HIS SHIRT OFF AND BE PALE AND SHIRTLESS UNDER SUNLIGHT.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pocky_slash.livejournal.com
LKJLSKDFJAOIWEJFLKASDF AND ERIK IS JUST TRYING TO HIDE HIS GREEDY, GAPE-Y EYES UNDER SUNGLASSES AND INDIFFERENCE BUT CHARLES KEEPS COMING OVER TO TALK TO HIM, DRIPPING WET WITH HIS HAIR IN HIS EYES AND ERIK'S HAVING SOME FEELINGS OF HIS OWN. IN HIS PANTS. IN CASE THAT WASN'T CLEAR.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pearl-o.livejournal.com
YESSSSSS FEELINGS IN HIS PANTS TELL ME MOAR.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pocky_slash.livejournal.com
It's unbearably hot in Texas.

"Unbearably." That's Charles' word. Erik knows from unbearable and he wouldn't use it to describe the discomfort from a hundred degree day and a broken air conditioner, but Charles is practically wilting as he mournfully watches the maintenance worker poke at the machine.

"It'll take a few hours," he says. "Gotta go into town to get the part. We're all booked up for the night or I'd have 'em move you."

"But you can fix it, can't you?" Charles asks and the man nods.

"LIke I said, it'll take a few hours." He jerks his thumb over his shoulder. "There's a pool out back. Might help you cool off til then."

Charles nods fervent thanks as the man heads out to his truck to drive into town for parts. The door is hardly closed before Charles starts stripping off his clothes.

Erik knows he should turn around, but it's hard to pull his eyes from the sight of Charles' fingers working nimbly at his buttons.

"There's no one at the pool," he says. "And I think I may actually expire from the heat at this point." Erik rolls his eyes at the hyperbole, but there are bright spots of color of Charles' cheeks and his nose is sunburnt just from being in the car. He's a bit delicate, Charles. For all his power, for all that his presence seems to cow people into submission, for all that he's brilliant, all of that is encased in the body of an academic who spends the majority of his time indoors.

Well, apparently he spends some time out of doors because now he's shirtless and his trousers and missing and while he's not muscled, he's rather more fit than Erik expected. Which isn't helping any of the problems Erik's been having in his proximity.

"You should think about joining me," Charles says as he ducks into the bathroom to get a towel. "It's only just noon. It's bound to get hotter."

Erik has better things to do than torture himself, though, so he waves Charles away and settles in to read his book.

Except. Well. It's hot. It's really very hot and while Erik's polo shirt and linen pants are breathable and light, the windows of the hotel room are bolted shut and there's no air circulation. It's just getting hotter every time Erik breathes out, and while it might be hotter outside, technically, there's a breeze and shade and--well, he doesn't have to look at Charles, but maybe it would be best to join him.

His opinion on that changes the moment he gets out to the pool.

Charles is in the water at first, which is bad enough--his hair is slicked back and his skin looks even more ethereal than usual under the filter of the water. The angle is awkward enough, though, that all Erik can really see from the deck chair in the shade is Charles' face. Then he gets out of the fucking water.

He's thankful for his sunglasses and the way they hopefully hide the way his eyes are travelling up and down Charles' body. He tries to keep his expression in different, but Charles has been swimming in just his shorts which are clinging to every part of him as he climbs out of the pool. The water droplets clinging to him glisten in the sun and highlight the dozens and dozens of freckles across his back and shoulders. Erik wants to trace them with his tongue, taste them all and count them. They're on his face, too, more vibrant in the sun and Erik has to swallow a very undignified sound.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stlkrchck.livejournal.com
YUM. super, super hot. :)

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] afrocurl.livejournal.com
Hot (in more than one way), and so worth it.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pocky_slash.livejournal.com
This isn't him. He doesn't fall for people like this. He doesn't join teams, he doesn't make friends, he doesn't focus on anything but his mission, and he doesn't moon over anyone. If he needs to get off, he picks up a warm body in a bar. He certainly doesn't harbor feelings like this, fantasize about touching every inch of someone's skin. Erik's a man of action. Erik takes what he wants.

"This is better, isn't it?" Charles says.

"Mmphn," Erik says.

Okay. So maybe he needs more work taking what he wants in this case.

He watches Charles stretch in the sun, pretending to stare at his book but raising his eyes just enough to follow the line of Charles' back and see the water droplets rushing across his skin as he shakes his hair dry. There is water beaded in his eyelashes. It's obscene.

And then he crosses to where Erik is sitting and lies on his stomach on a lounge chair, just a few feet out of Erik's reach, and that is the new definition of obscene.

"I'm just going to lie here a moment," Charles murmurs. "Wake me if I start to burn?"

Erik makes a noise that he hopes sounds vague and affirmative and not like he would very much like to climb on top of Charles and cup his ass through his wet shorts.

***

Okay, it's my self-imposed bedtime which is actually an hour ago. But Remind me and I'll come back to this tomorrow night.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pearl-o.livejournal.com
Have I mentioned lately how much I adore you? Because I really do.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:23 am (UTC)
ext_11663: by flyingmachine on LJ ((xfc) make this go on)
From: [identity profile] chiasmus.livejournal.com
Oh my god I love this so much and you are the best. ♥♥♥

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] afrocurl.livejournal.com
What would you like in a shrine?

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 11:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jolinar.livejournal.com
Ohh mmph, GUH! I can picture this in my head PERFECTLY. Wet!Charles... ohgoodlordyes.

Please do continue!

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:06 am (UTC)
ext_11663: by flyingmachine on LJ ((xfc) eye contact)
From: [identity profile] chiasmus.livejournal.com
I LIKE WHERE THIS IS HEADING.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:03 am (UTC)
ext_11663: by flyingmachine on LJ ((xfc) eye contact)
From: [identity profile] chiasmus.livejournal.com
I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW.

I REMEMBER THAT FIC! AND I LOVED IT! PRECISELY FOR THAT REASON BECAUSE FUCK, MCAVOY'S FRECKLES HOW CAN YOU JUST IGNORE THEM.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] afrocurl.livejournal.com
WE TALKED ABOUT THIS FEELINGS ALREADY, L.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 05:19 am (UTC)
ext_11663: by flyingmachine on LJ ((actors) fassbender - amused)
From: [identity profile] chiasmus.livejournal.com
I JUST HAVE SO MANY OF THEM.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 11:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jolinar.livejournal.com
FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELINGS!

Ahahaha, oh man, I am jealous. My BFF's aren't in X-Men fandom, nor do they seem to appreciate McAvoy (OR CHARLES) quite as much as I do. I must bait them into the fandom some how... seriously, no one can resist Charles for THAT LONG.

(no subject)

Date: 2012-01-23 08:24 pm (UTC)
ext_11663: by flyingmachine on LJ ((xfc) make this go on)
From: [identity profile] chiasmus.livejournal.com
I JUST HAVE SO MANY.

Haha, yeah, a lot of my other friends aren't in fandom, so hooray for technology and movie watch syncing? :D BUT SERIOUSLY, McAvoy's face should be incentive to at least try, and then CHARLES FUCKING XAVIER is why you stay. Or something. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

Profile

ionic: (Default)
esra

March 2012

S M T W T F S
    123
45678910
11121314151617
1819 2021222324
25262728293031

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags