Author’s Note: There was an anonymous who asked for this a long time ago and I can’t find their ask for it so just trust me on this. These are short but I hope they’re somewhat decent. And this is the first time writing Sex Headcanons so beware.
▪Okay so you and Charles meet at a bar during his college years. You wore a wine colored dress and he had his eyes on you all night.
▪He takes you back to his dorm but instead of sex you guys find yourself getting along and talking until the sun rose and you gave him your number.
▪You know each other for years and the first time you guys have sex is before he learns of Shaw and all of that stuff.
▪He’s very vanilla during your first time it’s quiet, passionate, and very traditional. He is a sucker for morning sex. He just adores how quiet and calm it is.
▪After Cuba you and Charles end up on a dry spell, but since you love him you don’t really care. You can pleasure yourself and he’s still down for other things that don’t involve his dick ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
▪After the serum is made so Charles can walk again, well the next day was the first time you couldn’t sit comfortably thanks to the previous night.
▪Charles becomes bolder. Shower sex is a common occurrence
▪It’ll start out sweet, like you washing his hair and he’ll give you a quick peck on the lips
▪Then the kiss on the lips will turn into a kiss on your jaw, then your neck, and before you know it, you’ll be up against the shower wall, your legs wrapped around him
▪Charles may have become bolder, but to him there’s nothing like gentle sex filled of praising you and loving you.
▪AFTERCARE AFTERCARE AFTERCARE
▪Charles is glad to clean you up before you two cuddle and nearly fall back asleep
▪When Charles’ stress goes up, so does his horniness
▪What happens when a student is failing their studies? Sex.
▪What happens after someone tries to destroy life as you knew it? Sex.
▪What happens when Charles loses his hair? Sex.
▪For how much sex happens, it really doesn’t make up that much of your relationship, but that’s okay
Erik had been waiting for this moment, rehearsing for weeks, months,
years. It was all scripted perfectly in his mind.
This was not how it was meant to go.
This was what he’d howled into
empty cells. This was the rhythm he’d
beat against the wall, one bloody fist at a time. This was never meant to be heard by anything but the bed in the
corner and the dust motes in the air.
And yet, he’d been wanting this moment before the cell, before Cuba. To
best Charles Xavier, to knock him off his high and mighty steed.
So he pushes, pushes too hard. And Charles always pushes back, always parries
Or that’s what he used to do.
This Charles is broken. This Charles can no longer hear what Erik
is saying, really saying, not anymore. This
Charles turns away, and backs down from the fight.
And only when he has Charles finally beat, finally strangled into
submission, does Erik realize this is not what he wants, not at all.
But Erik is broken. Erik has no practice in being the solid one, the wall
to rest upon, not for anyone. He doesn’t know where to begin.
So Erik lets Charles turn away, and does the same.
Warnings - Reader has time manipulating powers. Few swears, I think.
AN - Thank you to Nonny, for sending me a Charles Idea. I’ve been wanting one of these, all day. This is also my first Charles x Reader, so feedback is much loved.
Sitting in the University Coffee Shop, was not how one expected their morning to begin. However, after the heating in your Dormitory had broke, and your roommate had scarpered off to her boyfriend’s Dorm, you had nowhere else to go, which was as warm, and provided a nice cup of coffee.
So here you were, sitting in one of the armchairs, indulged in a book, whilst your eyes darted from the pages, to your drink, warm and inviting. You reached your hand, picking up the china cup, taking a sip, before the door of the Cafe opened, letting in a blast of cold air.
Entering from the doorway, was a man. Blue coat, dark hair, and blue eyes. You were sure you’d seen that face around the Campus, always with a beautiful blonde girl. His eyes darted around the room, before settling on your for a moment. Feeling what he was doing, he pulled his gaze away, a grin on your face.
Who was he? Why was he staring. It didn’t bother you. Your eyes turned back to to book, hearing his footsteps approach the counter, and then his voice, asking for a drink.
Focus on the book. Focus on the book. Focus on the-
A/n: I wrote this about a week or so ago and have been meaning to post it. You are Logan’s younger sister (by like 5 years lol) but he can’t remember who you are due to Striker. This takes place around the time X-men (2000) takes place and this has things that may happen since DoFP happened lol Comments are welcome
walked up to the mansion. A place you haven’t been to in quite some time. A
place you had once called home before you decided you wanted to travel the US.
You missed the man who you had grown to call brother, Charles. So here you
were, your heeled boots clicking against the hard stone and cement of the steps
to the door. You take a quick look around, thinking to yourself that nothing
has changed much. You swiftly knock on the door after taking in a deep breath,
hoping that Charles would recognize you. You looked different from before you
left. Your hair was longer but other than that, it looks like you haven’t aged
door opened, revealing a man who was 5’10 and had dark brown hair. He had what
looked like red tinted sunglasses. He looked like someone you hadn’t talked to
Charles here or um, Professor Xavier?” You couldn’t help but seem a little
nervous. You hadn’t seen Charles since Cuba.
right this way.” The man turned around and started to lead you into the
building. You followed him down a long hall, smiling as you remembered dragging
a drunk Charles down that very hall. You continued to follow the man, it looked
like he was leading you to Charles’ old study. Clearly not much has changed
since you were here last.
then the man in front of you knock on a door, you heard a muffled sound on the
other side. You were praying that you weren’t interrupting anything. The door
before you opened and the man in front of you spoke.
Professor, there is some one here to see you. I think she may want to enroll,
she looks pretty young.” ‘Young, really?’ The man turned to you. “I never got
your name, Miss.”
but you can call me….”
You looked at Charles and he had a face splitting grin on his face but you
noticed that he was bald.
how have you been? May I ask, what the hell happened to your hair?” You
couldn’t help but giggle. You made your way over to him and leaned down to give
him a long deserved hug.
my dear, is a really long story.” He chuckled as you took one of the seats in
front of his desk.
so you’re the Jewel that Alex went on about?”
You made a popping sound with the “P” and looked up at him. “You’re related to
him, aren’t you? You look like him a little.”
I’m his brother.”
you’re Scotty. Hey, if you want we could talk later after the Professor and I
catch up.” He just nodded his head and smiled before walking out.
there for a couple hours, just talking about what has happened over the past few
decades. How you helped so many mutants and even managed to send some of them
to the mansion, even though you gave them all a different name so you remained off the grind. Charles didn’t seem to mind as much, all he ever wanted was for you
to be safe. Here you were, in front of him and safe. Now he had part of his
were staring out of the window in his office when he spoke again.
long do you plan on staying? I hope you do plan on staying.”
Charlie, you’re in luck. I was kind of hoping that you wouldn’t mind me staying
permanently. I want to help the students here control their powers.”
then someone barged into Charles’ office. He seemed extremely pissed.
calm down. What’s going on?”
instantly got up and turned to look at the man. The moment you did, you knew
exactly who he was. Your older brother.
kids are going to be the death of me. I can’t take it.”
they’re not Logan, just calm down and everything will be fine.”
a hard time believing that they’ll be the death of someone who can’t be
killed.” Logan looked at you, in shock. He clearly didn’t recognize you.
the fuck are you?” His tone was clear annoyance and anger.
leave her alone.” Charles was never one for confrontation.
worry about me, Charles. I have dealt with someone similar to him a couple
decades back.” You smirked at Charles and he just sighed.
two fight, please go down to the danger room. I don’t need my office destroyed.”
another word Logan left. Leaving you standing there, your smirk fell and
confusion took over your face.
wouldn’t bother with him, Jewel. He tends to be like this more often than not.”
okay, Charlie. You don’t have to worry about me.”
not you I’m worried about. If anything, you would more than likely be the cause
of death for him.”
do you think family is for? We don’t just sit around and look pretty. Besides
from the look of it, he doesn’t remember me.” You knelt down in front of Charles
and looked him in the eye. “I swear, Charles. I won’t start anything, I’ll just
finish it in the best way I can.” He just shook his head.
Jewel, that’s what I’m afraid of.”
up and placed a kiss to the top of his bald head. “To be honest, I like the
bald look but I miss the hair.”
quiet. Now go get reacquainted with everything and even talk to some of the
students. I’ll get your classes set up to start next Monday seeing as it’s
Professor. If you need me, you know how to find me.” You pointed to your head
as you chuckled a little.
smiled as you walked out of his office. You decided to make your way to the
kitchen. You started to twirl your white hair around your finger as you made
your way to the kitchen, which happened to be where you remembered it. Some of
the students looked at you, taking in your appearance. Today you just happened
to be wearing a pair of tattered blue jeans, an AC/DC cut up band shirt, and a
pair of heeled boots.
heard voices in the kitchen as you walked in. There was a single voice that you
recognized, it happened to be from Piotr. You looked at him and smiled. He was
sitting at a table with a few of the others.
look at who I found while wondering around. Piotr, how have you been?”
it is good to see you again.” He had a smile on his face as he got up from his
seat. God he looked taller than the last time you saw him, which was quite a
few years ago. “Everything is good, the students behave well.”
good to hear, seeing as I’m going to be here for pretty much god knows how
long.” You pulled the giant of a man into a hug, which would have hurt the
normal person. A few of the others all winced when they heard your back pop from
how Piotr hugged you. Once he sat you back down, you couldn’t help but laugh.
“God, that felt amazing. I’ve been meaning to pop my back.”
made your way over to the fridge. “Hey, Piotr, what is there to eat?” You
opened up the door and the first thing you saw were some fruit on the bottom
shelf. You grabbed some and walked over to the sink to clean them. “Never mind
I found something.” You giggled slightly as you cleaned the fruit.
everyone today?” You heard a familiar voice behind you, you took a quick glance
behind you and all you saw was a tall tailored man who just happened to be
blue. You sat the fruit down and turned to face him. “Jewel?”
Blue.” You stood there with a smile on your face. Hank stepped closer to you
and you pulled the tall man into a hug, which you ended up on your toes.
what are you doing here?” Shock was clear on his face.
I start here on Monday. Charles is wanting me to get reacquainted with the
mansion again, seeing as I haven’t been here since, what, after what happened
happened in Cuba?” You and Hank turned and saw a teenaged girl with long brown
hair with a single strip of white near her front hair line.
looked up at Hank then looked down at the fruit. “A lot happened that day. No
one left that beach the same.” You grabbed your fruit and made your way
outside, not wanting to relive that day again.
looked around and saw that your once favorite tree was no longer there except
for the trunk. Walking over to the spot where it was, you sat your bowl down
and placed your hand on the ground. You saw your hair change from white to dark
green with hints of a few different browns. Focusing on the tree trunk in front
of you, with the new ability you temporarily had you felt the tree start to
grow. The tree grew back to its former glory. When you stepped back, the sight
of it caused you to smile.
this is the tree that I destroyed when I first got here.” You heard Scott
I think seeing it back would make Charles happy. Besides, Alex couldn’t climb
this one. He tried and almost killed himself.” You smiled at the memory of Alex
trying to climb the tree after you.
think he was dared to do it by Sean or Erik but it was and wasn’t funny to say
did they call you Jewel?”
gave me that name after we met while he was still in college. I was wearing a
bracelet that had a few different jems on it and Charles came up to me trying
to flirt while trying to read my mind. Lucky I had my hair up in a hat that
night since my hair is normally white. Anyway, I touched the diamond on my
bracelet and was able to block Charles from my mind.”
So you’re like Rogue then?”
oh, um yeah, I guess. I don’t know what her ability is yet.”
right, haha.” Scott laughed a little.
remind me of him. You are so much like Alex, it’s crazy. I take it you have a
similar mutation as him but yours is harder to control?”
thing about controlling your ability is it is part mental and part emotional.
It’s taken me years to control my ability.”
can touch anything and what, control it and use it to your will or something?”
when I touch something like say water. My ability allows me to gain the ability
to use the mutation of someone who can control water. Same goes with crystals
or jewels, which was what I did to block Charles out of my mind. The diamond
prevents a telepath from seeing into one’s mind.”
but not when you can do the same thing to someone and pretty much copy their
ability for a short amount of time, which was how I helped Alex control his
ability when he found me while I was still on the east side of the states.”
used to go on about you when I was younger, he would say how amazing you were
back then and how beautiful you were and still are.”
Scotty.” You smiled at him. Alex was always somewhat of a flirt with you and
Charles once threatened him, which caused you to laugh. You didn’t know what it
was about the Summers boys but you didn’t want to make anyone pissed off. “Don’t
you have a lady? I think Charles said her name was Jean.”
amazing.” He clearly noticed your hair fading back to its natural white.
warned Scott. If you try to flirt with me, you’ll find out that there is more
than one person who has a short tempt.” You grabbed our fruit and walked back
to the mansion, only to try to find somewhere you could eat in peace.
so, to keep record of some things I’ve read, I decided to do a list, then I thought: why not make a fic rec of it? it’s not in a favorite/rate/word count order, it’s very random, though I’ll include these infomations
when I say random, it’s because some of them are just 2k of porn with plot that you can read in 30 minutes before going to sleep and some are 100k+(or almost 100k) that will take days to finish
and I’m going to add more fanfics everytime I finish one
I LOVE EVERY SINGLE FANFICTION ON THIS LIST, OKAY
thank you to authors for the beautiful writing and for making me cry or roll on the ground or laugh out loud i love you all
When 00 Agent Raven Darkholme manages to capture the elusive Magneto and bring him in for questioning about a dangerous arms deal involving international criminal Sebastian Shaw, it’s up to Quartermaster Charles Xavier to get him to talk. With time running out, Charles needs to convince Magneto to trust him, but they’re both far too good at keeping secrets, and the growing attraction between them is only making things more difficult.
Intergalactic Federation pilot Lieutenant Charles Xavier is assigned last-minute to a high profile mission: transporting over two thousand prison inmates from an old and overfilled prison complex to a newer, higher-capacity prison stronghold located on the outer reaches of the galaxy. Just as he’s settling down for a long and uneventful ride, things take a turn for the worse after the inmates riot and stage a hostile takeover of the ship, leaving Charles to find himself at the complete mercy of cold-blooded killers and facing the chilling prospect that he might not ever make it back home alive.
Summary: Fill for this prompt: Charles meets Erik Lehnsherr, his favorite novelist of all time at a coffee shop, but doesn’t know it’s him, and Erik just criticizes his own writing in front of his biggest fan.
Summary: Erik is the grumpiest, most foul tempered worker at Stark industries. His grumpiness is the stuff of legends. So it’s obviously the talk of the office when Erik is being made to go to the company party and he’s bringing his husband. There’s rumors flying round about how much of a masochist or equally antisocial bastard Erik’s husband must be to put up with him. Others think he must be a meek mouse perhaps bullied by Erik. What they weren’t expecting was the confident, charming, adorable and unbelievably nice Charles that turns up on Erik’s arm. What they certainly weren’t expecting was how much Erik obviously adores his husband and how happy he is to let others see this.
Summary:The story of Charles’s proposal to Erik will never fail to make Charles blush. Erik summarizes it as, “He literally threw the ring at me,” to which Charles will always protest, “There’s more to the story than that!“Rumor Mill verse backstory. How Charles and Erik got engaged.
Summary: "Good God, Erik thought. The Prince of Wales is gay.”
Charles lives in the unceasing glare of the public spotlight, yet keeps his sexual orientation a closely held secret, afraid he could lose his throne and force his deeply troubled younger sister into a role that would crush her. Erik, journalist and world traveler, has been a loner most of his life; he has little patience for closet cases. But a chance meeting in Kenya brings these two opposites together and sets in motion a love affair that will challenge the British monarchy – and their most deeply held beliefs about who they are, and who they should be.
Summary: When Charles sexts his boss instead of his latest squeeze during one late night of report writing, the first thing he expects is a sexual harassment law suit and the last thing is Mr. Lehnsherr actually fucking him hard into his desk.
(Or the one where the moral of this story is don’t check who you sext if you want your boss to bone you.)
Summary: From the kinkmeme! Basically, Charles Xavier needs a date to his tenth high school reunion. Enter Erik Lehnsherr, Raven’s best friend, who happens to be a model and the new face of Calvin Klein.
Summary: Sometimes it’s easy to forget that getting involved in Erik’s mob business isn’t all fine dining and sex on yachts. There’s nothing like taking a couple of bullets to remind Charles of the reality.
While investigating the homicide of a John Doe who he suspects might’ve been murdered while working the streets as a prostitute, Detective Erik Lehnsherr finds an unexpected ally in a hooker named Charles who seems as determined as he to solve the case. As they become more deeply involved both with the case and each other, there’s just one thing that Charles neglects to mention – that he’s really an investigative journalist, one quickly convinced that what they’re dealing with is more than simple murder. cop!Erik, fake-hooker-slash-reporter!Charles, Modern AU.
“Yeah, but I’d steer clear if I were you. It seemed a little tense. I don’t know what’s going on, but there’s a kid out there who looks freakily like the prof.”
Nearly six months after Cuba, Charles’ life is turned upside down for the second time. Though he’s slowly learning to adapt to the first, he’s not sure he can handle the second. Luckily for him, there are a few people out there more than willing to help.
The wedding hasn’t even started and Charles is already bored. When he excuses himself to go to the bathroom, he doesn’t expect to find a gorgeous, stern-faced man having a quiet freak out at his reflection. He doesn’t expect said gorgeous, stern-faced man to turn around and start climbing him like a tree. And he certainly doesn’t expect to discover only after they’ve got their clothes back on that the man he just had glorious sex with is the groom.
Charles is an internet celebrity who garners his fame from posting educational, in-depth videos about a different animal every week, though for some reason his viewers are always more interested in his sex life with his geologist husband, Erik, who happens to frown heavily upon all living things.
Except for Charles, of course, whom he’s missed these past couple days while attending a geologic convention–though considering the subject material of Charles’ newest video, he’s wishing he would’ve stayed away longer.
Cherik AU: After Cuba, a severely depressed Charles Xavier has been kidnapped and brainwashed by a secret CIA unit. Having been enhanced, he uses his powers to locate and kill CIA targets. Erik starts looking for him, despite being one of the major targets. [Inspired by POST]
Request: yeah okay since you’re out of requests maybe Charles(my guy) x reader (reader’s gender can be unspecified or male, but please don’t write them too femininely) written from Charles’ PoV, kinda fluffy and hurt/comfort after Cuba maybe, oh and I’m thinkin like y/n normally being very selective with affection or whatever so when they do show it Charles gets all blushy and shy and it’s really cute ❤️
Hello my love, you’ve had to wait a decade and some for this request, I’m so sorry! It’s just… I was really confused how to not write like a chick… But THEN I asked a friend what they thought, and they said ‘Just imagine one of the guys you know and write from them’… turns out I imagined that friend but shh… THEY’LL NEVER KNOW! No, he’s a precious babu. But also I was nervous like… I don’t know if it’s right. Or if I followed the prompt enough… A lot of the time I interpret things different to what they’re meant which is REALLY bad on tests and stuff… But anyway, I do apologise and i hope it was worth the wait but I kinda suspect it won’t be. Anyway, lots of love and Happy Reading!
Charles Xavier Request- Blushy Charles Charles POV. The cuban missile crisis… not something I’d ever forget. The accident that had taken my legs… goddamit…. I’d lost friends that day… Lost friends and lost myself. I shook my head. Not good to dwell… it would only make me sadder. It would only make me worse… I shook my head and rolled my chair through the hallway of the mansion. I turned down to the kitchen, wanting to get a snack. I rolled in and started making myself a sandwich. It was then that Y/N entered. I looked up at that handsome face… not something that I could look away from. Y/N turned and caught me staring. I blushed and looked away. “You ok?” Y/N asked. “Yeah.” I said hastily and nodded. Having finished my sandwich, I took a bite to distract myself and rolled into the dining room to eat. Y/N followed, also carrying food. They sat down at the table next to me. I concentrated on my sandwich, but somewhere in there I took a bite and didn’t chew enough and started choking. “Charles? Charles… Are you ok?!” Y/N was clearly worried. I slammed a fist down on the table and swallowed hard. “I’m fine.” I shook my head. Yup, damn attractive choking fit. Sure to capture Y/N’s attention and affection. Y/N put their hand on mine. “I was really worried about you there!” They exclaimed in relief. I looked down at their hand on mine. Y/N never showed affection. It had taken ages for Y/N to warm up to me, even! How… I was staring, and I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks… I was probably turning tomato but the hand… it was still there. Y/N looked down and realised also, and hastily removed it. “Sorry…” “No…. ih… you um…. you don’t need to be sorry….” I stammered. I looked down. That… they cared. And they said they were worried about me! I shook my head to try to clear it. “I might watch some TV… Wanna join?” I asked, trying to clear the air. “Sure.” Y/N shrugged. I rolled into the living room and parked myself next to the sofa. It had an open end that extended towards the TV with no arm dividing it so I could park without feeling excluded from being part of the actual couch. Y/N planted their buttocks right on the couch closest to me. I pulled a lever on my chair that put my legs out. One of the problems with not being able to move one’s legs is that the blood in the veins actually cannot move back up. Veins rely on the skeletal system to move blood up and down the body, so I had to do exercises every day with my legs to try to move the blood back up so I wouldn’t die. Also, as a part of this, I got a lever put on my chair that would extend out, taking my legs with it, so it was almost like a reclining chair. This would make my legs go out and the blood move slightly. It was still in the experimentation stages. But I put the lever back and flicked on the telly. Y/N reached over their foot and touched mine with it. Of course, I didn’t feel a thing. “I can’t feel that, you numpty!” I said, confused. “I’m not a numpty! Numpty! I know, I just wanted your attention.” Y/N said so calmly. I could feel my heart racing a million miles a minute. “Oh… uh… you did? Uh… what… what for? Uh….” DAMMIT WORDS! COOPERATE WOULD YOU?! WE’RE TRYING TO IMPRESS Y/N! NOT SCARE ‘EM OFF! “I don’t know… I just did…” Y/N shrugged. “Oh…. uh….” I looked down into my lap. Oh boy…. how did one even deal with this situation?… Y/N was just so…. “Or maybe…. I could use your attention for another thing?” Y/N said, thoughtfully. My mind whirled with endless possibilities that took my breath away. I felt the heat returning to my cheeks once again. “Oh… yeah? What um… what would… what would that be for then?” I stammered. Jesus, charles! Get it together…. I twidled my hands, squirming under the intensity of emotions I was feeling right now. “I could always…..” Y/N reached over and kissed me. Good lord, y/n planted those lips on mine and kissed me. When they pulled away, I stared at them in shock. “What?” Y/N asked. “I just… you never show affection…. and you…. we uh… you… we kissed… you kissed me… but I kissed back. We kissed… but you initiated…. I…. Huh…. Well….” Y/N cut me off with another kiss. “Shhhhhhhh” They said. And I did… I shushed… and allowed Y/N to kiss me again.
Six months after Cuba, Charles and Erik find themselves thrown fifty
years into the future, where they meet their older selves, the Avengers,
and a world that’s very different from their own. Faced with the pieces
of their broken relationship, an unparalleled adversary, and dealing
with Tony Stark on a daily basis, Charles and Erik do their best to
adapt while trying to find a way back home – and to each other.
Tony Stark has known Charles Xavier since Tony was eight and Xavier was his Uncle Charles. Now that Tony’s all grown up, Charles vets his dates. Well, most of them. Except for the ones where Charles brings someone who should really be in jail, not a fancy restaurant.
In which Charles and Erik run a newspaper, wrangle interns, outrun the
feds, outwit a multinational crime lord, get royally fucked over
(twice), eat prawns, argue over comma errors, dodge (and fail to dodge)
airborne projectiles, make many snarky remarks, drive around in the
desert, fight, make up, fight again, and slowly (but surely) fall in
Out in the black of space, where the only creatures whose company you
can always count on are violence and death, making a living is a wager.
Erik’s crew of mismatched social misfits scrapes by, toeing the line
between law and crime. Normally, they prefer to stay out of the
Alliance’s way, but when it comes to defending the very freedom they
fought for a decade ago, they only follow one principle: when someone
tries to kill you, you kill them right back.
Written for a firstkink prompt for Thor shipping Erik/Charles to the
point that SHIELD gives the Avengers the mission of getting them back
together. Since Charles is Tony’s cousin, he feels a more personal
stake in the matter.
Steve and Charles are called in to do a mission that maybe requires them to pose as a couple. And because of the delicate nature of the situation, they have to travel immediately, under the cover of the night, and aren’t allowed to tell even their SOs.
So of course by the time it gets back to Tony and Erik, they’re shocked to discover the loves of their lives have eloped with each other. And then Steve and Charles get in trouble, so of course the jilted duo suit up to go rescue them, because even they still love their traitorous paramours.
Cue Erik and Tony shenanigans where they are alternatively vengeful/snippy over each others’ exes, defensive about theirs, insecure as they realize fuck Charles and Steve might actually deserve each other more why were they ever with us, and learn to work together like a catty dream team.