My Life on Display

The Waste land by nekosmuse. Both Charlee and Erik are very powerful. A bit more plot driven than romance, but very very good.

From Westminster with love by thehoyden us also a great fic with a very powerful Charles.

645 Riverside Drive by smilebackwards - not sure Charles gets much more adorable, nor Erik so lovestruck as this little fic (same author’s Humane Society Fic has a similar vibe, but is more crack-fic if that’s your thing - I love it).

All these fics are on ao3.

Living together

The house was beautiful.

It resembled the school from the outside, butit was more modern inside. It was also much smaller, though still too big fortwo people. Charles wandered from one room to another. There was only onefloor, and he could easily get to any place on his wheelchair. Erik had reallythought about everything.

“How didyou know I would accept your offer?”

“Maybe Ijust assumed that you didn’t have any other options.” Erik leanedagainst the door frame, put his arms over his chest, and smiled. “Or maybe I hada little bit of hope.”

Charlesrolled his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he passed Erik andreturned to the huge corridor. Various rooms and other smaller corridors spreadout from it. Charles wondered where his bedroom was… and where was Erik’s? Itstill did not quite reach him that they were supposed to live together.

They’dspent many years arguing with each other and Charles, even in his boldestdreams, hadn’t foreseen that it all could end like this. He couldn’t help butfear that at any moment something bad would happen and divide the worlds ofmutants and people, making Erik leave him once again.

Now Eriktook a few steps toward him, apparently sensing a change of mood.

“What isit, Charles?”

“Nothing.It’s a beautiful house, but don’t you think it’s too big for us?” Charles plastereda smile on his face, looking up at the high ceiling. “I’ll spend hours lookingfor you.”

“And youwill always find me,” Erik said it so casually as if there was no doublemeaning behind his words. “Come on, Charles. I can’t read your mind. What’s wrong?”

Charlesglanced at him, trying to put his thoughts together. Sharing a home, beingtogether… he finally got what he wanted. However, he was afraid that it couldbe easily destroyed. In one moment Erik was his friend, in the other his enemy.It varied from time to time, but it never stayed constant. How could he be surethat this time it would be different?

“I lostRaven,” he whispered. “I lost Jean. I lost the school and I lost my students. I’vegot only you, Erik. In Paris, you came to me exactly when I needed you, but I…want you to promise that you’ll stay.”

Erik kneltdown next to him and took his hand in his. Taken aback, Charles did not move. Thatlittle physical distance between them proved to be extremely soothing. Theireyes met.

“We’ve wastedso much time fighting each other. We won’t regain all these moments, but we cancreate new ones. I’ve made a lot of mistakes, Charles, but loving you is notone of them.”

Initially,Charles thought he had misheard his friend, or worse, that he was made fun of.Therefore, he allowed himself to penetrate Erik’s mind and there, going throughprecious memories and finding nothing less but hope, he received theconfirmation of words that seemed too good to be true.

“A longtime ago I fell in love my best friend,” he said, tears shining in his blueeyes. “He made me wait for him for a long time, but I guess it was worth it.”

So that washappiness. It had Erik’s look when he picked Charles up and took him in hisarms. It had Erik’s lips when, after years of longing, they found their way toCharles’. It had the familiar smell of Erik and his gentle yet firm touch.

If he hadto, Charles would experience it all again. He would jump into the cold water tosave Erik, get paralyzed on the Cuban beach, fall into depression after losing his two best friends, then reunite with Erik just to lose him again. He would do itall if it was the price to pay for that sweet moment. If all this pain meantthat from now on there would only be peace.

“I’ll show ourbedroom.” Erik carried him towards one of the small corridors.

“Our… Oh.” Charlessmiled; he would get used to it eventually. “You know, I’ve been thinking thatsince the house is so huge, we could invite Peter over. Some father-son bondingwill do you both good.”

Erikstopped and, having read his tangle of thoughts and noticed the horrified lookon his face, Charles guessed that he had accidentally made a huge mistake. Hehad been certain that Erik knew.

“Charles,what the hell are you talking about?”

“Um… Youbetter sit down.”

Prince Erik & Sleeping Beauty Charles

My friend got this idea from somewhere online and throw it on me. IDK who started this but it so fudging makes sense!!! THANK YOU!!! Notice the cloth under James. Erik is such a sweetheart. 100% husband material

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I give it MASCLES

And I wanna stress that when i say “top of the leg” i’m not talking about the crotch (please don’t flag me tumblr it’s an anatomical term) i’m talking about the point where the femur connects to the pelvis, which is higher up on the hips:

It’s easier to see what I’m talking about in this photo of a man squatting: 

So yeah if you use that measurement when using this technique you should get fairly realistically proportioned legs:

But remember! messing with proportions is an important and fun part of character design! Know the rules first so you can then break them however you please!

I had the immense pleasure to get a commision from the wonderful @varrix a few months ago. I wanted to write something for it, and I finally managed to get the time to do so. 300 little words to try and honor this beauty.

Your head rests against the rock, eyes closed, breaths even. Your clean-shaven jaws are pale, or maybe it’s the stark difference with the hair that circles your face. Lying on the ground, unconscious, you seem as beautiful as you were on that first day, soaked through and out of breath when we came out of the icy water and I was finally able to look at you.

But you don’t move, now. You don’t yell orders or talk to me or rub your arms through your drenched cardigan while your chattering teeth threaten to shatter, seeing how hard they slam against each other.

You don’t move.

You’ve overridden your power, trying, as always, to save the world. Your world. Humans and mutants. Me.

As always, you tried to make me see the world as you do. As always, you thought about me first.

But look at you, now. Hurt and defenseless. What would you do without me by your side? I told you already, we belong together, when will you see it?

Your brow creases when I gather you in my arms, but your body is as malleable as a doll’s, pliant against my torso. I feel your deep breaths against the naked skin of my neck, and what seems to be a sigh.

So long since the last time you were like this. That day in Cuba, twenty years ago…

How did we let such things happen, Charles? How could we let us being torn apart like this?

You’re too kind. I lack kindness. You’re too selfless. I care about you. Let’s find a permanent solution.

Later.

They love the Charles Xavier who gave everyone a home, the perfect Charles Xavier, the mutant mentor Charles Xavier, the selfless savior Charles Xavier. When he turned out to be less than that, they turn their back and show their disappointment.

Some things we have covered:

Crowley being a dumbass and not realizing Noah was collecting two of each animal so they could mate and not go extinct. And then it Dawn’s on him later when they’re drinking that’s what it was for and Aziraphale is just like “… Yeah??? Duh???”

Which then lead to Aziraphale being the one more knowledgeable in sex in general and Crowley forgetting people have to bang to reproduce. Cue Crowley in a drunken stupor 6000 years later, suddenly blurting out “SO THATS WHAT YOU MEANT WHEN YOU SAID SHE WAS EXPECTING” because when he said it originally the xfiles music was playing in his head as he tried to figure out what, exactly, she was expecting.

Aziraphale taking utter delight in the fact human sex makes perfectionist Crowley squeamish because it’s messy.

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Crowley sees the world like a snake does. By smell and heat primarily, movement and shapes secondary.

He’s never actually seen aziraphales face in a normal way, so with a small miracle, aziraphale allows him to have normal vision as well. And Crowley can’t stop staring at him.

Also, he hates the sun. Too bright.

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Crowley has scars from falling from heaven into a pit of boiling sulfur.

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Crowley sheds like a snake, but every time he does something about him changes a little. His style, hair, mannerisms, ect.

Sheds are basically a very extended PMS for him. His emotions are all over the place. He’s sore and itchy and can’t get comfortable. Everything is tender and too sensitive.

His century long nap was actually him hiding away because he got stuck in a shed, as snakes sometimes do. It was extremely stressful and painful. His head office checked in on why he wasn’t reporting any activity, and when he explained they sent hastur and ligur to force him out of the shed to get back to work. It was basically like being flayed alive. Not even the boiling pits of sulfur were as bad or traumatic. He has scars all over from it.

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Aziraphale has suffered corporal punishment at the hands of Gabriel for his failures in Eden. It’s why he fears him so much. He was first publically shamed before all of the choirs before receiving lashings. And not with just any whip, one that would leave celestial and physical scars so they can never be completely hidden. All in the name of good and righteousness, according to the archangels. That’s the price for letting evil slip out of your grasp. He has long, puffy scars along his back to a normal human. To other angels and demons, those are accompanied by long streaks of gold.

He never blamed Crowley for it.

Crowley uses a great deal of his powers to heal some of them.

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Crowley was a throne or Dominion when he was an angel, making him amongst some of the most powerful of angels and a serious force to be reckoned with as a demon. This is a large reason why beezelbub (who was only one or two ranks above as cherubim)lets him get away with so much.

Aziraphale is peanuts compared to Crowley’s power. When he gets curious and asks one day, poor Az nearly kills himself choking on his tea to learn this.

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Both of them are extremely touch starved. Neither are used to loving touches.

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Inspired by the script, Uriel shoves him against the wall so hard he spits up blood (maybe Gabriel takes a gut punch too)

He goes to meet Crowley shortly after, having cleaned himself up. Bit the smell of blood to a snake is still very fresh. Before he can even tell him hello Crowley is up in his personal space, gently taking his chin to turn his head side to side and inspect him. Az gets super flustered and asks what he’s doing and Crowley hisses out “who hurt you?”

Aziraphale being the worst liar in the history of lying bumbles around with excuses and pulls away from him until Crowley calls him out on it “don’t lie. Not to me.” And very reluctantly tells him the truth, obviously terrified. Crowley rests his head on his shoulder until he relaxes.

During the final battle, Gabriel strikes aziraphale and Crowley goes fucking feral. It shouldn’t be possible, but Crowley is more powerful than Gabriel and is about to destroy him when aziraphale talks him out of it. “You’re better than that, my dear. Better than them. Let him go.”

He does. Crowley isn’t a killer. And seeing the very real fear in Gabriel’s eyes was prize enough.

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They both enjoy baths and showers because hot water is just amazing.

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They both also enjoy soft and silky things. Crowley has silk bedsheets. Aziraphale loves to cuddle him wrapped up in those.

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Crowley talking a big game about seducing all these people but never has actually seduced a single person ever.

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Aziraphale loves petting and cuddling giant snek Crowley.

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Aziraphale accuses Crowley of burning the library in an unexpected fit of Honest Upset. Crowley has absolutely nothing to do with the burning itself, but he was somewhat responsible for some of the unrest that resulted in the Burning Of Lots Of Important Knowledge.

Aziraphale is left open-mouthed and so so hurt that Crowley caused the burning of a place Aziraphale has come to love. It’s one of the first times Crowley feels genuine guilt for doing his job.

He may not exactly go out of his way to cause suffering and the like, but he was still a demon. He had standards. But seeing Aziraphale almost fold in on himself, pull back away from Crowley visibly… That suffering isn’t the type Crowley wants to inflict.

Least of all upon Aziraphale.

He can’t make up for it. Can’t exactly magic back the lost works of poets and philosophers and general knowledge that Alexandria contained. Neither can Aziraphale.

But Crowley can do his utmost to stop it from happening again.

He claims credit for a lot of human deeds which gives him a lot of leeway in hell. Enough that he can subtly prevent some orders being fulfilled, some knowledge from being destroyed, because its his… penance for Alexandria.

Fell bookshop is partly a gift, partly a promise. Crowley, in actions not words, promising Aziraphale that, whilst he doesn’t value books the same way the angel does, he’ll never let them burn again.

It makes it all the more heartbreaking when he sees the bookshop up in flames and Aziraphale gone gone gone.

Two promises broken.

Crowley wishes the flames could kill him. Unfortunately his imagination is too strong for the fire to do anything other than dirty his clothes.

The book he takes, crispy and ash-stained, is all he has left of Aziraphale. Of his angel.

• We see all the other gods on Olympus, why not her?

• Hades would have been 10000% successful in his plan to overthrow Zeus if his wife had been by his side

• How cool would it have been to see Hades in that scene where he’s coming home from Olympus to the dark and dreary underworld and then see this cute, pink goddess there welcoming him back

• Instead of Hades “he’s a guy” speech it could have been Persephone

• The fates say they aren’t aloud to tell Hades the future so Persephone could have been like “then don’t tell him, tell me” and then told Hades what they had said after they left

• Because in actual mythology she was the more hardcore one and Hades was actually pretty chill

• She could have been so helpful with making Meg do what Hades wanted like she could have used the “I care about you one girl to another” thing to trick Meg

• How cute??? Would it have been?? To have Hades go off in a fit of literal flames and then hear/see Persephone and imminently calm down?

• The amount of time it takes Hades to realize that Meg is Hercules weakness is stupidly long. Persephone would have seen all the signs of Meg falling in love right away and thus would have figured out that Meg is Hercules weakness really quickly

• Disney would have been showing a nice, loving relationship and yeah it would have been for a “bad guy”, but if they could do fucking ZEUS AND HERA as a loving couple they at LEAST could have given us the one actually good relationship in Greek mythology

• It would have been the first time the villain(s) were a couple

• Hercules could have used Persephone against Hades like “give me back my girl and I’ll give you back yours”

• It would have been cool to see Persephone get as angry as her husband when things don’t go their way

• Even though they would be the villains of the story they would also be cutely romantic with each other in their own way the entire time like Hades would take the flower Hercules gave to Meg and give it to Persephone or something like that

• Hades calls everyone nicknames throughout the movie, just imagine the nicknames he’d call Persephone

I looked all around for this and couldn’t find it anywhere. It sounds really entertaining too :(