X-Men: First Class As Vines

Hi guys ! So since apparently people want to read a fic about the silly little idea I had, I need to give the people what they want !

I’ll take a few days to write it and come back here to show you the results 🫡

But, while I do that , if you have any suggestions or ideas that you would like to have in Cherik fanfic, just let me know ! I don’t always have inspiration but I would love to write for you ! (Please I really need other ideas and rn there’s nothing up there)

ya gotta stop caring what people think and start being extremely weird. but never cruel. i think that might save you

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I've been thinking about the Paris Proposal lately.

I love it so much. In a time when Charles is so vulnerable and alone- Raven is dead, Jean is gone(?), he lost his place as headmaster of the school and leader of the x-men, and surely he assumes he's lost Erik long ago- Erik shows up and is so soft and gentle.

The best part? This line:

Throughout the series but particularly in Dark Phoenix, everyone that Charles loves interprets his intentions in the worst possible light. This movie is like, one long Charles whump; Raven accuses him of hiding in the mansion and taking the credit for the x-men's success, Hank cruelly blames him for Raven's death and turns on him after thirty years of friendship, and even Erik gets his licks in ("You're always sorry...but nobody cares anymore"!? ERIK!!!)

But then Erik shows up in Paris, and says "You saved my life, and you offered me a home."

I'm certain that in First Class, Erik didn't see it that way. Instead, he saw Charles making ultimatums and rejecting Erik entirely the moment Erik did something Charles didn't agree with (and we can all agree Charles didn't handle things well on that beach, but the truth is that he always, always forgives Erik and he always wants him back, even when he's upset with him)

Sometime over the last thirty years, Erik has reevaluated that time and come to the conclusion that- yes, Charles was offering him a home-not just a place to sleep and train and plot.

A home.

Somewhere you return to at the end of every day, regardless of what that day brought and whether you were the best or worst version of yourself, somewhere safe and accepting and loving.

After Charles has lost everything he cares about and is told he's selfish and dangerous and always has been, Erik shows up to convince him otherwise.

"You saved my life, and you offered me a home. I'd like to do the same for you."

Which, given all that context, sounds a lot like:

Two people with decades of grief and pain and anger between them seeing the love and good in each other at the end of it all.

Absolutely beautiful.

Okay hear me out !

A modern AU (still with powers) where Charles and Erik are childhood friends and Charles falls in love with Erik but Erik doesn’t reciprocate because he thinks he’s straight.

BUT every time Charles has a date with another man, or when they are in a pub Erik gets jealous af and they fight about it. (A bit like Raven at the beginning of FC)

Charles doesn’t understand why his friend is behaving like that because he promised to never read his mind.

Then after days of fighting and maybe even silent treatment, Erik just pull Charles into a kiss and realize he is, in fact, not straight and ask him out 🫢🫢

Would people be interested in a fic like that ??

queer themes in x-men my beloved. Angel binding his wings. Bobby’s parents asking if he’s tried just not being a mutant. Nightcrawler and catholic guilt. The existence of cherik. Everything with Scott/Jean/Logan. Mystique and Destiny.

Every X-Men movie in Nutshell:

Charles: Erik, No killing humans-

Erik:

Not me crying because of character ai’s Charles Xavier telling me that I wasn’t alone

I like to think that after Dark Phoenix Charles and Erik didn’t get together immediately.

Charles moved in with Erik, they had a three hour long debate over who got the bed and who the couch and they ended up in a day-by-day system that just had double the trouble. And of course someone was always running (or wheeling) to the other in the middle of the night to wake them up/calm them down from a nightmare. Then one day Erik came back hurt/very tired, but it was Charles’ turn to take the bed, they had an (unsurprisingly) short argument and they both ended up sleeping on the bed.

Needless to say that, after that, the only person to ever sleep on that couch was Peter when he was visiting.

Okay hear me out :

(It’s a vague idea that I just had while reading “Old times” from Harold Pinter)

Charles and Erik were old friends, they met when they were rlly young (maybe around 10) but Erik moved away when they were in their twenties. They haven’t seen in almost 20 years.

Charles is now married (with Moira) but doesn’t have any kids.

One day Charles receives a letter. Erik is asking if he can come over to his house for a weekend.

Charles accepts ofc.

Erik isn’t married (he was but had a nasty divorce a few years prior)

As soon as he arrives, Charles realizes something was missing to his life all those years.

Erik is flirting openly.

Moira doesn’t seem to realize (she doesn’t but doesn’t say anything bc Charles seems finally happy)

Charles decides to go take a bath.

Moira and Erik talk about Charles. About his twenties. She tells how they met, so does Erik.

She realizes what kind of relationship the two of them had all of those years ago.

They were lovers.

Erik had to leave bc his parents died and he accepted a job offer back in Germany.

[something happens]

At night Moira talks to Charles, tell him that she knows. Charles panics bc homosexuality is still illegal. She reassures him and explain that she’s happy he’s being his true self. Bc in almost twenty years she hasn’t seen that much joy and love in his eyes.

He says that he loves her.

« I know, my love, but you don’t look at me the same way you look at him. Your heart has never been mine. It has always been his. »

The next day, Moira decides to go to her sister’s just to give them time together. She understands. She supports it.

Erik and Charles talk a lot. They play chess. And it feels right.

For the first time in years, Charles feels like a whole.

Erik puts his hand on Charles’, locks his eyes in Charles’ and with a smile, lean over the chess board and kisses him. A gentle and loving kiss.

After all these years, they are reunited. They are together. Where they should have always been.

« I have been dreaming about this day, mein schatz. And it is even better than everything I could have dreamed of. »

Should I write it ??