anonymous asked:

@ the previous anon, not only were connor and troye out in their sexualities, but the fact that they were in relationships. while it was not blatantly stated that they were committed to each other, mentions of being in love in connor's first book and a thank you to "my beautiful boyfriend" in troye's album were clear statements to lowkey out themselves (also you failed to mention the shitstorm that ensued after the break up, which shows that being out isn't always safe and good)

Thanks for the input! I’m not super up on the details of Connor and Troye’s situation so I didn’t realize they were so blatant in the terminology.

That part about the shitstorm after the breakup is real valid. If anything watching people like Charles and Alli and then Connor and Troye go through that would be evidence to Dan and Phil that not being out about their relationship will make it easier if at some point they do break up. 

(Someone else also mentioned Dan and Phil being similar to Mitch and Scott; tbh, I don’t buy it as a similar situation. Mitch and Scott both had significant others that they were extremely public with, Dan and Phil give zero sign of being or having been committed to anyone but each other in the past eight years.)

Maybe S6 wasn't soooo bad

Just a fun little thought! I hope you enjoy it

Some of my theories contradict each other, and that’s okay.
AD/Uber A could literally be anyone and it’s so fun to explore different aspects!
Let’s get to it!

O Brother, Where Art Thou?

This is the episode that revolves around Charles’ birthday.
Jason and Alison watched the home video of them both and Freddie at the arcade for his birthday. They were told Freddie was a second cousin.
(Foreshadowing goodness right there).

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Anyway, without any further theorising on our own, we were told that Freddie = Charles, who later is revealed as Charlotte.
(I still don’t buy it.)

What’s interesting about the end scene with “Charles” is this birthday present & card that he got…

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“Your friend and ally”

^^Firstly, that is 100% not “Charles’” handwriting, this is Charles’ handwriting…
Thanks for your help, Google!

1. to unite formally, as by treaty, league, marriage.
2. to enter into an alliance; join; unite.
3. a person, group, or nation that is associated with another or others for some common cause or purpose.

• We know there was an “A Team” but I don’t think Charles’ puppets would really care enough to buy him a present. They were there to help torture the girls and that’s that.
• He didn’t send it to himself because the handwriting is different, plus that’s kinda sad.

Its safe to say that Charles had a real friend, or better yet, he could have been/be married.

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It’s a pretty personal gift, and no one had seen the home videos before, so this person would have to have access to Charles’ things.
As most of you know, I’m a huge fan of Wren being AD, therefore Charles as well.

So the question is, who holds a place so close to his heart?

• Who has the most equipment and knowledge of the entire situation?
• Who has a very shady and incomplete story line?
• Who knows how to use a camera properly and appreciate all things vintage?
• Who was the ONLY ex partner that didn’t speak to his former girlfriend the entire 5 year time jump, which were conveniently 5 “A” free years?
• Who was the one that proposed to said ex partner like a month after she thought he’d killed “A”?

Remember when Marlene said the letters A and D are a clue?


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This past weekend I was at VidCon and decided to bring some artwork to give away to some of my favorite YouTubers! These will all be apart of a special YouTube caricature book that I will be making containing TONS of YouTubers!

As a character artist, I find YouTubers to be incredibly inspiring. The life and personality they bring to the camera not only brings me joy and entertainment, but has become a great drawing exercise!

I am thrilled that they all really enjoyed their little art gifts! I can’t wait to start creating more caricatures for I have a lot of love to give to this community!

Check out the rad people I drew!
Alli Speed
Mamrie Hart
Charles Trippy and Allie

Jealousy- Lafayette x reader

Warnings- depressive topics

1780 a winter’s ball…
You sighed as you leaned against the back wall of the ballroom. God knows you didn’t want to be here but it was some political thing your father made you go to. Your fiancé, Charles Lee, approached you, holding two glasses of deep red wine. Another thing you were forced into by your father. He and Charles’ fathers were friends and allies so it was in both their best interests to marry you two.
Though, as with most arranged marriages, it was completely and utterly loveless. Lee was a coward who couldn’t stand up for himself. He was pathetic.
You threw on a fake smile and graciously accepted the glass of wine.
You two stood in awkward silence for a while until you had finished downing your wine. A waiter came around with an empty platter and you have him as a smile as you placed your empty glass on the platter.
“So… would you, umm, care to dance?” Charles asked when he noticed you had finished your drink.
“Oh. Yeah, sure I guess.” You responded with half- hearted enthusiasm.

Lafayette’s POV

“Her name, Herc, what is her name?” I clung on to my friends arm for emphasis as I begged him to tell me the name of the beautiful girl who stood against the wall.
“Okay, okay! Her name’s (y/n) (l/n). She’s senator (l/n)’s daughter.” Hercules revealed, throwing his hands in the air in surrender.
“(Y/n),” I hummed, “what a beautiful woman.”
“Yes, Laf, we get it. She’s beautiful, you mentioned that.” John groaned.
“Oh like you would understand, Laurens. You’ve only got it out for guys.” I retorted, rolling my eyes.
“Shut up!” A light blush covered his cheeks.
I turned back to (y/n) to see her hand in hand with a scrawny man. Neither of their mouths were moving as they awkwardly walked to the dance floor. I saw her say something that I couldn’t hear which he quickly shot down with a head shake. She then shut her mouth and averted her eyes to the floor.
Anger flooded through me at the scene. “Who is that holding her hand? That should be me!” I growled.
“Easy, Laf! That’s her fiancé. Charles Lee.” Hercules laughed.
“No no no! That can’t be! There is no love in that relationship! I will dance with her, let her escape from her ‘fiancé’.” I pushed my way past the crowd of people, ignoring the shouts of my friends behind me.
I approached Lee’s back, tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention.
“May I?” I asked, gesturing to (y/n).
“Oh, yeah sure.” He said, stepping away from her.

2nd person

You cocked your eyebrow as this mysterious man took one of your hands in his own and wrapped the other around your waist.
“So are you going to introduce yourself or am I just going to dance with a stranger?” You asked.
“Désolé désolé. I am Gibert du Montier, Marquis de Lafayette. Everyone just calls me Lafayette.” He smiled.
“(Y/n) (l/n).” You introduced yourself.
“Yes, I’ve heard.” You once again raised your eyebrow at his response. “Did that sound stalkerish? Merde, I’m sorry. I am really messing up, aren’t I?”
You laughed at the awkward stumbling of the Frenchman. “Don’t worry about it, Laf. I’m surprised I’m not messing up myself. Oh. Song’s over.” You said when the music cut off, disappointment evident in your tone.
“Oh.” Lafayette sighed, equally as disappointed as he brought his arms down to his sides.
Someone grabbed your now free hand and quickly started pulling you away. You looked to see Charles, his face flushed with anger.
You quickly pulled your hand from his, “What the hell, Lee?” You asked, anger rising in your voice.
“What the hell? You tell me (y/n)! That guy was obviously into you!” He yelled.
“And why the hell do you care?! I’m never going to love you Charles! So just back off!” You yelled, your voice easily overpowered him and silence befell the crowd around you. You looked up at the faces in the crowd, your eyes meeting your father’s. You could easily make out the heavy disappointment in his eyes as he slowly shook his head.
Tears started to build up in your eyes as you turned in your heel and stormed out of the ballroom.
You collapsed against the wall next to the doors. Pulling your knees up to your chest, you buried your head in your knees and let the tears run free. You looked up and quickly dried your face when it heard the door open. Your father walked out and looked around for a moment before seeing you.
He sighed and sat down next to you. You two sat in silence for a little bit before he started talking. “You’ve embarrassed me in front of anyone who might have even considered being my ally. You’ve destroyed my relationship with Mr. Lee. Philip Schuyler himself saw that mess! You’ve ruined everything (y/n)! You’re no daughter of mine.”
“Father please. I can change, I can learn to love him!” You begged, tears streaming down your face.
“It’s too late. I don’t ever want to see you again.” He got up and left despite your tearful protests.
You sobbed quietly as you wondered what you would do. All your friends had parents that were allies with your dad so they would all be forced to reject you. Well except one.
You thought back to the awkward Frenchman and wondered if he would take you in. He seemed nice enough but you did just meet him a few minutes ago.
You looked up once again to the door opening. And there he was.
“Lafayette.” You said in acknowledgment.
“(Y/n). Ma chéri, are you alright?” He crouched down in front of you and wiped away the tears that stained your face.
“No. I’m really not, Laf. My dad… he just disowned me. For embarrassing him! Can you imagine disowning your own child just because they embarrassed you?” You asked, the stupidity of the situation hitting you hard.
“What a horrible thing to do…” he paused for a moment, thinking. “Come live with me! I can to America with a lot of money. I have a big house! Please?” He asked, his eyes shining with a childlike excitement.
You thought for a moment, your eyes drifting down to your left hand which still held your engagement ring. You quickly tore it off and flung it across the room before wrapping your arms around Lafayette, almost knocking him down in the process. “Yes! Yes, I’d love to!”
You pulled your head away from his shoulder, locking eyes with him for a moment before closing your eyes and joining lips with him.
Maybe all this was worth it.

Still laughing at the fact that Alli flawlessly gave the entire timeline for her and Chase’s relationship in four minutes without any unexplained holes or anyone having to back up her story, while Chase was laying right there not saying a damn thing, yet Charles and Allie have made two long ass video’s with people “backing up” (more like feeding them) their stories and given countless “explanations” yet still no one knows when or how they met and what brought them together to make them want to date.  Once again Alli handling things flawlessly like a grown ass adult while Charles makes shit complicated as hell and then acts like a dick when people call him on his shit.


The craziest thing about YouTube is That we make these life long friends who affect our lives so much, yet most of us never even meet them. To most of these people we aren’t just viewers or fans we are their family.

Who knew people we have never physically met could help us get through even the hardest times. Even though we see these people for sometimes less than 15 minutes a day, yet we still feel so involved.

I think the thing that makes YouTube so much more popular than TV nowadays is that the people on YouTube are real people sharing their ACTUAL lives with the Internet.

We become so consumed with these people that even we are effected by things happening in their lives, such as Charles Trippys and Alli Speeds divorce.

Even, some tragic things such as deaths. The Bratayley family recently lost their son Caleb due to natural causes, the family had been documenting their lives since 2010 and most of the viewers have been affected by this loss, yet never even meeting him. I know I can say that I was affected by it, I didn’t watch them everyday but I watched them enough to know that I will miss his funny personality that made their vlogs what they were.

It also made me put life into a hole new perspective, mostly because Caleb was only 2 years younger than me. But it made me realise that life is precious and should never be taken for granted. Rest In Piece Caleb and prayers to the rest of your family.


HISTORY MEME - FRANCE VERSION ♛ [06/06] women : Jeanne de Flandre (1295-1374)

Consort Duchess of Brittany. Daughter of Louis I, Count of Nevers and Joan, Countess of Rethel, and the sister of Louis I, Count of Flanders, she married John of Monfort in March 1329. John of Monfort claimed the title of Duke of Brittany. He went to Paris to be heard by King Philip VI of France. who imprisoned him, despite having given him a promise of safe conduct. Joanna then announced her infant son as the leader of the Montfortist faction. She mustered an army and captured Redon. From there she went to Hennebont, to prepare it for a siege. Charles of Blois duly arrived in 1342 and besieged the town. She then sent Amaury de Clisson to ask King Edward III of England for aid. This, Edward was eager to give, since he had been claiming the French crown for himself, and was therefore at odds with Philip. If he could get Brittany as an ally, this would be of great advantage for future campaigns. He prepared ships under the command of Sir Walter Manny to relieve the siege. In the siege of Hennebont, she took up arms and, dressed in armour, conducted the defence of the town, encouraging the people to fight, and urging the women to “cut their skirts and take their safety in their own hands.” When she looked from a tower and saw that the enemy camp was almost unguarded, she led three hundred men on a charge, burned down Charles’ supplies and destroyed his tents. After this she became known as “Jeanne la Flamme.” When the Blois faction realised what was happening, they cut off her retreat to the town, but she and her knights rode to Brest, drawing a portion of the Blois force with them. Having secured Brest, she gathered together extra supporters and secretly returned to Hennebont, evading the Blois forces and re-entering the town with her reinforcements. Joanna sailed to England to seek further reinforcements from King Edward, which he provided, but the English fleet was intercepted on its way to Brittany by Charles of Blois’ ally, Louis of Spain. In a hard-fought battle, the sailors and knights grappled in hand-to-hand combat as Louis’ men attempted to board Joanna’s ship. According to Froissart, Joanna fought in person “with the heart of a lion, and in her hand she wielded a sharp glaive, wherewith she fought fiercely.” When her husband died in 1345 in the midst of the war, she again became the leader of the Montfort party to protect the rights of her son John V against the House of Blois. In 1347, English forces acting on her behalf captured Charles of Blois in battle. She lived long enough to have experienced the final victory of her son John V, Duke of Brittany over the House of Blois in 1364, but she never returned to the duchy. The last mention made of the duchess and her guardian is 14 February 1374. It seems she died that year.


April 23rd 1661: Charles II crowned

On this day in 1661, Charles II was crowned King of England, thus restoring the English monarchy. The son of Charles I, the future king watched as his father’s personal rule and usurpation of Parliament led England into civil war. Charles’s Royalist supporters were defeated in 1646, and the King himself was eventually captured. The Parliamentarians, including general Oliver Cromwell, put the King on trial for treason, which resulted in his execution in 1649 outside the Banqueting House in Whitehall. At the time of his father’s execution, the younger Charles was in exile in the Netherlands, and learned of the abolition of the monarchy and establishment of the short-lived Commonwealth of England. A leading figure of this republic was Oliver Cromwell, though his rule as Lord Protector became increasingly authoritarian. In 1650, Charles allied with the Scottish and battled Cromwell’s forces, though was defeated and forced to return to exile. The monarchy was eventually restored after a political crisis upon the death of Cromwell in 1658, and in 1660 Charles was invited to reclaim the throne. Having learned from the mistakes of his father, King Charles II pursued a more tolerant and co-operative relationship with Parliament. However, the King clashed with Parliament over his policy of religious tolerance of Catholics, and eventually dissolved the body in 1681. His court was also known for its hedonistic frivolity, frequently holding lavish parties; though this was generally welcomed by those weary of Cromwell’s Puritan rule. One of the events that defined Charles’s reign was the Great Fire of London in 1666, destroying a vast portion of the nation’s capital. Charles II died in February 1685, aged 54, and was succeeded by his brother who became King James II, as he left no legitimate heir.

My Personal Battle As A Previous CTFxCer

Bear with me in this block of text. It’s a cluster of thoughts swimming around in my mind that need to be released.

Okay, so let’s start out by saying that I was a fan of CTFxC starting around probably mid-2010. I would watch Alli and Charles’ videos religiously, even getting frustrated when the video wasn’t up soon enough. I was in love with the happiness they brought me, and the love they felt for one another in their happy little life together. 

When Alli was in Thailand and Charles had his first episode, I was there, watching and hoping that he would be alright. When Charles was on tour, I admired seeing new places and learning things with him. The wedding was a beautiful event. Their love and hopefulness made me hopeful. I admired Charles’ strength through his battle with cancer, with the ups and the bad days. I couldn’t believe how strongly Alli was there for Charles. I also admired her perseverance in a battle that wasn’t hers to struggle with. Watching her cope with the surgeries, tearily giving us updates on Charles’ condition, showed how much she cared about us CTFxCers. She was with us from the beginning, and with Charles.

There was a moment- I believe when Charles was on tour- when I realized something really important. I would sit impatiently through Charles talking at the camera, waiting for Alli to show us her part of the day. I would scroll through the loading bar, to see if she even appeared for any decent chunk of time. Her stories were the best. Her excursions were the best. Her friends and family were the best. Her sense of life was the best. 

When Charles would appear back at home, things would be different. I would see their bond again, but there was something else there. This is why I don’t understand how people didn’t see the divorce coming- even a little bit. They weren’t the Charles and Alli we were used to. Yes, they kept on with life, with the dogs, going out places, but we saw less of Charles going out with Alli at night. He would stay at home, not feeling well, or just not wanting to go out. I would hope that Alli would film something of the night. 

Then the divorce video came up. Alli haters rejoiced, and Charles triumphed. I cried. It was a weird sense of loss, and I didn’t know where my emotions pointed me. The many years that I cried with the couple, laughed with the couple, and got life from the couple had ended. Life as a CTFxC viewer felt over. My confusion and I guess pure curiosity kept me watching Charles’ lone vlogs. I saw the Alli hate, and wished Charles would stop addressing any of the hate. I didn’t want this to be a hateful situation. It was a mourning, to be so dramatic. I was confused about Alli’s lack of reply to the situation, but still kept my allegiances split.

Finally, I had a shock of realization while watching a CTFxC vlog.I felt impossibly bored with it all. It wasn’t that I just flat out missed Alli’s presence, it was that watching Charles without Alli to balance his immaturity and idiocy was torturous. I realized that I didn’t just like Alli’s stories or experiences or company in the CTFxC vlogs, I solely enjoyed Alli as a person. Of course, I had heard all the bad things about Charles, all the rumours, and wished to not be part of that. 

For all the people taking sides without explanation, or hating one side or the other, take some time and think about which presence you preferred and go by that. It took me time to realize what was amazing about the CTFxC, and Charles trying to ram another person into that pair of shoes is unrealistic. This is how CTFxC lost a fan, and Alli Speed gained a loyal and forever fan. 

Alli, I thank you for your positive videos, your realness and honesty, and your love of life. I don’t have enough kind words for you. I always thought that the CTFxC videos brought me out of my shell, but it was you alone who turned a down and insecure teenage girl into a positive confident person such as yourself. Thank you for being awesome.

Got to meet my faves Charles and Allie!!! I wish they had gotten a picture of me hugging Allie too, though. haha

Charles loved my purple eyeshadow AND loved my Killers tattooes!! Allie was very sweet and at the end we hugged cheek to cheek. I wish I had talked to her more but it’s hard to pay full attention to two people at once lol

The Last battle of the English Civil War was Fought in France

And, 282 years before Britain’s great evacuation during the Second World War, it made Dunkirk - the Church of the Dunes - famous.

The battle of the Dunes was fought on the 14th of June 1658, between that rarest of beasts, a 17th century Franco-British alliance, and a Spanish army supplemented by British Royalists who had fled to the continent.

A complex political situation resulted in both French and English forces fighting for both sides. When France’s Louis XIV formed an alliance with Lord Protector Oliver Cromwell, the exiled Charles II of England allied himself with Philip IV of Spain. Charles set up his headquarters in Bruges. The Spanish supplied only enough money to form five regiments. This was a disappointment for the Royalists, who had hoped to be able to form an army large enough to contemplate an invasion of the English Commonwealth. A renewal of a 1657 treaty between Cromwell and Louis XIV provided 6,000 Commonwealth infantry from the New Model Army and a fleet to aid Turenne. Along with English forces, French forces fought on both sides with Condé, a French Prince of the blood, leading a contingent of French rebels of the Fronde.

The 15,000 French supported by 6,000 troops from the English Commonwealth besieged Dunkirk. Dunkirk was Spain’s greatest base for privateers, and these privateers had wreaked havoc of English merchant shipping. It was defended by a garrison of about 3,000 in May 1658, while an English fleet of 18 ships, under Edward Mountagu, blockaded the port and prevented any reinforcement or supply by sea. The Spanish and their allies were caught by surprise as they were convinced that Turenne would attack Cambrai, while they thought Dunkirk was merely a diversion, and they responded belatedly and hastily. The approach to Dunkirk was made difficult as the inhabitants had opened the sluices and flooded the area, but Turenne persisted and opened the trenches on the night of 4/5 June.

A Spanish army under the command of Don John of Austria, consisting of about 15,000 men, moved to raise the siege. It was divided in 2 corps, the Spanish Army of Flanders on the right and centre and the small corps of French rebels, of the Fronde, on the left under the command of Condé. The Spanish army included Spanish, German and Walloon troops, and a force of 2,000 English/Irish Royalists – formed as the nucleus of potential army for the invasion of England by Charles II, with Charles’ brother James, Duke of York, amongst its commanders – was sent to relieve the town.

Leaving some 6,000 men to continue the siege, Turenne advanced to meet the Spanish army. The battle on 14 June 1658 which resulted from this manoeuvre became known as the Battle of the Dunes because the Spanish army formed their line upon a line of dunes, or sand-hills, also called the Downs, perpendicular to the sea. Napoleon described the battle as Turenne’s “… most brilliant action”. The red-coats of the New Model Army under the leadership of Sir William Lockhart, Cromwell’s ambassador at Paris in Turenne’s army, astonished both armies by the stubborn fierceness of their assault up a sand-hill 150 feet (46 m) high and strongly defended by Spanish veterans.

The Spanish army with 6,000-foot and 9,000 horse formed up with its right on the sea across the sand-hills to the canal of Furnes on the their left. The regular Spanish infantry tercios were on the right under the command of Don Juan, the English Royalist regiments under the Duke of York were on their left to the right centre, the Walloon and German tercios were in the centre and on the left were the French rebel Frondeurs and some other troops. The Spanish cavalry was drawn up in line behind the infantry. In their rush to relieve Dunkirk the Spanish had left their artillery behind.

Turenne began the battle with four or five artillery salvoes from his two unopposed batteries, and the Spanish right flank was bombarded with some harassing fire from several frigates and sloops of the English fleet. The Anglo-French army began to advance, and the Cromwellian English pressed quickly ahead against the Spanish tercio of Don Caspar Boniface deployed on a sand dune that was somewhat in advance of the rest of their army. The English charged and crossed pikes with the Spanish tercio, driving it down the hill, and, by following up, the English formation became exposed. James, Duke of York, led two cavalry charges against the Cromwellian troops’ flank, driving into the musketeers. Some Spanish cavalry from their reserve was sent forward and threatened the English but were defeated in turn by the French cavalry under Marquis de Castelneau. The French infantry consisting of the Guards, the Swiss and the regiments of Picardy and Turenne advanced on the Spanish centre, meeting little resistance. Marshal Turenne took advantage of the receding tide to concentrate most of his cavalry on his left, and its advance enveloped the Spanish right wing.

Condé on the Spanish left held off the initial attacks of the French right wing and even counterattacked them, getting unhorsed and nearly captured, but in the end he was also forced from the field. The German and Walloons of the centre retired at the onset of the French infantry, throwing the Spanish cavalry in the reserve into disorder so that it was carried away in the flight.

The battle lasted for about two hours, and by noon Turenne had a complete victory that ended with the rout of the Spanish forces. The Spanish lost about 1,200 killed, 800 wounded and some 4,000 captured while the French lost only about 400, about half of them English. Amongst the Cromwellian troops Lockhart’s regiment of foot bore the brunt of the fighting. Its lieutenant-colonel, Roger Fenwick, and two of its captains were killed, and nearly all the rest of its officers were wounded, and lost about forty or fifty other ranks killed in battle. Lillingston’s lost a captain and thirty or forty killed in battle, while the other regiments suffered only slight losses (the number of English dead rose because like Fenwick they died of wounds over the next few weeks).The French pursuit lasted until nightfall. One force of English Royalist guards[e]held out, surrendering only when they were assured they would be allowed to rejoin Charles II at Ypres. The Duke of York’s troop of guards, which charged several times with the Duke himself at its head, suffered severely, but also remained fit for further service. The King’s forces after the battle numbered less than a thousand men, probably not more than seven or eight hundred. The French corps of Frondeurs on the left under the command of Condé retreated in good order.

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm looking for Cherik fics where Charles has power/authority over Erik in some way. Either Erik is a slave, or a sub or omega, or Charles controls Erik with his mind. Anything along those lines. I'd also love any fics where Charles sends Erik to sleep with his mind, for Erik or others protection, or to calm Erik down after a flashback or something. Thanks : ) I really have a hankering for possessive, dominate Charles protecting/looking after hurt/sub Erik : )

Sub!Erik is one of my favorite kinks tbh. Here are a few recs. For your second part of the request errr I’ve read sooo many erik/charles fics over the last two months that I don’t remember any specifics XD SO umm yeah, here you go!

Wir Schützen Was Wir Lieben - Cylin (NC-17)
Erik comes back to the mansion hurt. The kids try to help - they really try - but things escalate. What has happened to Erik affects all their relationships, but most severely Charles’s and Erik’s. Charles is protective.

Hellfire (AU) - Cesare, helens78 (NC-17) A wonderful series.

Erik Lehnsherr has been searching for Sebastian Shaw for close to a decade, and the trail’s led him to an exclusive club that rents enslaved and collared mutants to wealthy humans for a variety of sexual uses. Posing there, he meets one of the club’s patrons, Charles Xavier, who isn’t what the club thinks he is, either. Is Charles going to be an ally, or is he going to stand in Erik’s way?

Nation Building and other Diplomatic Negotiations - Pookaseraph {NC-17} One of my favorites.
With the recent passage of a submissive registration law in the United Kingdom, there are now only two industrialized nation with a relatively stable government to have neither a mutant nor a submissive registration law. Erik Lehnsherr, the newly minted King of Genosha, and his Prime Minister Emma Frost intend to take advantage of this turn of events to bring the Xavier Institute to the island nation of Genosha. They both know bringing Charles Xavier, the noted activist of mutant and submissive rights, to the island will necessarily politicize the man, and create all manner of complications. With a constitution not yet finalized and external threats to Genoshan security all around them, Erik, Emma, and Charles will fight for what they believe in to shape Genosha into what it should be. A Genosha AU with moderate D/s elements.

lay down beside me (so still and so soft) - C_Gracewood (NC-17)

A different take on the events of the film.

Student Curriculum by gelfling (NC-17)
Summary: A nighttime lesson on resisting mental invasions by telepaths with questionable motives and a pathetic sense of humor.

My light is electric - spillednotes (NC-17)
In which there is a sex marathon, rimming, and Charles tops the hell out of Erik.

Taken By His Majesty - Pookaseraph (NC-17 |Historical!AU)
Erik’s mission was simple, sneak into the Celtic pretender king’s tent, assassinate him, and return to Rome with his father’s honor restored. Unfortunately, he didn’t count on Charles. When the prince chooses to take him as his personal slave, Erik feared the worst, and his concerns weren’t entirely unwarranted. The worst, however, turns out to be falling in love with the greatest enemy of Rome’s primacy in Briton. A historical romance set during the early days of Rome’s occupation of Briton.

A Meeting of Minds - ximeria {NC-17}
Even though Erik swears he won’t ever agree with professor Xavier, an offer is made that he really doesn’t want to turn down. Possibly he’s not in his right mind, or possibly he’s just a lot easier to convince when he’s being pounded through the mattress.

It takes a heap o’ livin’ - Etharei {NC-17}
They have their day jobs. And then, they have this. Modern!AU in which they are the superheroes of mutantkind.

Wear Sunlight - etirabys {NC-17 |Friends with Benefits |Bottom!Erik |D/s}
D/s. Top!sub!Erik. Charles is a mutant activist in a world where defining mutation is no longer simple. Erik is a struggling writer who gave up on the movement years ago.

Charles lets Erik live in his summer villa in the south of France for free, under certain conditions.

Start A War - stewardess {NC-17 |Mutant!AU |Scifi |Bottom!Erik |Hot/Awesome}
Somewhere between gratuitous sexbot porn and a thoughtful analysis of what it means to be human lies this story. Near-future AU. Mutants have full rights. Cyborgs have none. Featuring genetics expert and telepath Professor Charles Xavier, and Erik, a pleasure model cyborg with a mysterious past.

Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade - twelve_pastels {NC-17 |Canon!AU |Bottom!Erik |Alpha/Omega Dynamics}
There are very few things for which Erik is grateful. His life, his powers, the will and ability to see Shaw dead. A night in the sea with a voice in his head, and blue eyes at the surface of the water, and the words You are not alone.

Primarily, however, he is deeply and profoundly grateful for not going through his first heat until he was out of the camps.