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so. does erik ever say "the british are coming, the british are coming" when charles orgasms?

ANON

ANON

DFJHDSJKFHDSFKJSDKJFDS I LAUGHED SO HARD EVERYONE IN THE COFFEESHOP LOOKED AT ME YOU WIN THE INTERNET 

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bros:

IF I HAVEN'T MADE IT CLEAR YET I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT THIS CHAPTER GUYS

LIKE, LEGITIMATELY ACTUALLY DEEPLY SORRY FOR DOING THIS 

IT HAD TO BE DONE AND I PROMISE I HAVE MY REASONS BUT, STILL, VERY VERY VERY VERY SORRY

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tokidokifish:

DERP DERP.

So here’s what I’ve been working on for the past few days. A Pathetic Lovelorn Fantasy based on a Text From Xavier Academy (this one, as a matter of fact). And the caption on the bottom image would probably be:

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to take an exam with an erection?”

“Actually…”

AND since there was a lot of interest in coloring the last thing I lined, here’s the line art for this whole thing

Top image

Top image w/ bubbles

And the bottom!

I am SUPER INTERESTED to see if anyone colors these!

oh holy god would you look at that it's THE SINGLE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME FISH HOW DO YOU DO THIS

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and now a Carpe Brewski Chapter Ten preview!

[I'm so sorry this chapter is taking so long, you guys! Here, have the opening scene; I swear I'm working to get it out to you ASAP. <3]

The next morning dawns bright and clear, with the sound of birds singing overhead.

Or, at least, that is what Charles imagines the next morning dawns like; that is what mornings tend to do. He wakes up at 11:15, hangover leeching violently down from his brain to infect every part of his body, to the sound of Scott banging open the door. 

"Dude," he says, "the landlord--" and then there is a long pause.

It's a long enough pause that Charles can take in the fact that yes, he is very naked and yes, his mouth tastes like old socks and yes, Erik is still next to him, the covers kicked down somewhere around their feet. Charles has a vague memory of what he believes was four in the morning, of Erik shifting, bare skin on bare skin, long enough to say, "Fuck, 's hot," and throw the comforter away from them.

He knows how he ended up in this position, but it doesn't really help as Scott makes a terrible face and says, "Oh, dude." 

"Um," says Charles. 

"Dude," Scott repeats, his tones scandalized, "oh my god, I just--I--put a sock on the fucking door or something, Jesus, there are rules, there is a system--oh, god, that is so much more of either one of you than I ever wanted to see." 

"Um," says Charles. 

Next to him, Erik yawns and stirs, and there is a soft, tender part of Charles that wants to ignore Scott making gagging motions in his peripheral vision. He yearns to focus entirely on Erik's bedhead and the pillow crease on his cheek, on the fact that he has yet to shriek, fall out of bed, and smack him in the face while saying something like "Egads, man penis, man penis!!!" and running from the room.

Charles is aware that this is not entirely logical; for one thing, it's not like he's ever heard Erik say the word egads. It's early; these things can't be helped. 

"The fuck is he yelling about?" Erik mutters, voice rasping with exhaustion. "'S like…hours. Early. So loud, aw, fuck, my head." 

"I know," Charles says, "me too, 'm sorry--" 

"Oh my god," says Scott, "can you seriously, I mean, Jesus Christ, is this really the time for sweet fucking nothings and shit--why am I still in this room. Why am I still in this room with your dicks--" 

"Aren't you, like," Erik makes a smacking noise with his mouth, scrubs at the side of his face, "I mean, like, I think I should be embarrassed and shit, but 'm pretty sure you're fucking Logan, so…" 

"I am not," Scott starts hotly, and then…stops.

"Riiiiight," says Erik, "uh-huh, that's good, can you like--not be here anymore?" 

"Socks," says Scott, backing away, "socks, on the--on the door, okay, I'ma take this one right here and I'm, I'm gonna hang it for you because that's the kind of--that's the kind of, of citizen. That I am. Oh, Jesus, my fucking eyes." 

He shuts the door behind him--loudly, Charles thinks, wincing--and vanishes, leaving only an air of horrified shock in his wake. 

"Shit," says Erik, after a minute. 

"Quite," says Charles. 

"So you think everybody…heard that?" 

"Well," says Charles, "on the one hand, it was deafening, but on the other hand I think everything seems louder to--I mean maybe he'll be, uh, discreet--" 

From the next room, there is a sharp, sudden barking sound that is unmistakably Logan's laugh. It goes on for far longer than necessary, and Erik groans into Charles' shoulder, whole body angling towards him. 

"Can we," he says, "I mean...later?" 

"Later would be better," Charles agrees, putting a tentative hand on Erik's back. "While we're here, though...this isn't. Ah. This isn't going to be…" 

"This isn't gonna be what," Erik mutters around another yawn. "Is it gonna be coffee? It's awesome if it's gonna be coffee, otherwise it's gonna be sleep." 

"I just meant," says Charles, "you're not--I mean a big, y'know…heterosexual…thing?"

"Uh," says Erik, "…no?" 

"Because I mean," says Charles hastily, "I mean, if it's not good for you to be--here--I'm very, I mean, but you could, if you wanted, you could--I mean I don't want you to go, but if you wanted to go you could…um….go?" 

"I'm gonna pretend," Erik says, "that I even like, a little bit understood that, and just like. Uh. Tell you to shut up? Because dude, seriously, being awake is not in the game plan and also what the fuck, go where?" 

"Oh," says Charles. He smiles up at the ceiling, hard enough that he feels the edges of his lips crack--and really that's the hangover, dehydration being what it is, Charles is pretty sure that if he wasn't so fucking happy he'd be violently sick all over the floor--and lets himself curl in a little closer to Erik. "Okay, then."

"Seriously," says Erik, "later, sleep now, thoughts hurt."

"Alright," says Charles, "that's--yeah, okay," and doesn't have time to think anything else before he passes out.

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crashingangels and I were wondering if there will be a chapter dedicated to Shark Week? Surely the boys celebrate Shark Week.

THE ABG BOYS LIVE EVERY WEEK LIKE IT'S SHARK WEEK <3

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tokidokifish:

Contrary to what is probably popular belief, I do NOT just sit around bitching about my toothache all day.

I actually did this sketch before Angel’s, but obviously it was, uh. A lot more work. So I waited to work on it. Someone who is, heh, probably not watching me anymore asked for Raven after the improper library use picture, so I finally got around to drawing her! Also doing sexy things in a library. 

Her picture was based on this pin-up right here. And those books took fucking forever. 

hfjksdfhskfhdksjfhskDAHDJAHSJKSDHAJKDHKASDHAJKDHAKDJAD

i'll just be here on the floor in swoon forever kthnxbye

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Is Carpe Brewski going to involve any point-of-view chapters other than Charles? When seeing the NC-17 warning on Chapter Nine, I had a sudden feeling you were trolling us and instead of the assumed Charles/Erik you were going to give us Scott/Logan from from Logan's POV or something. NOT THAT THAT WOULD BE A BAD THING.

No, it's not. I may do some sidestories (AS ALWAYS I PROMISE NOTHING) from other character's POV, but this story is in Charles' POV and will stay that way throughout :D

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Hee, Scott and Logan are such hot messes, you guys have no idea. But, uh. So. What's out there in the fic so far in terms of acknowledged actual hooking up is the fact that they made out the night they set the lawn on fire; if you asked them right now whether or not they were dating, they'd both react with horror and disgust. 

That being said, that might be more about the phrasing of the question than anything else…. :D 

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tokidokifish:

Because it’s the little things that really make it hurt, the thousands of ways it’s so close but just not enough.

… is what I was thinking while I was drawing this.

First things first: Chapter Nine aside, Charles still had like three years of Pathetic Lovelorn Fantasies for me to fall back on. I’ll probably label pictures the Pathetic Lovelorn Lives of Charles F. Xavier and Erik M. Lehnsherr if I’m drawing canon.  

That said! The Pathetic Lovelorn Fantasies had been ending up distinctively more, uh. Lascivious? And as I said on the last one, as much as he would hit that like the fist of an angry god, Charles is first and foremost stupid in love with Erik. So I imagine a lot of his fantasies were just about a universe where a long day of university and cold could end with Erik pulling off his glasses, brushing the snow out of his hair, and kissing him.

OH! Here’s a bonus: 

Fish: GUESS WHAT I have a new Carpe Brewski headcanon.

Fish: This one is silly.

Jizz: TELL ME TELL ME

Fish: When she was younger, Raven gave Charles a Ravenclaw scarf kind of as a joke and he started wearing it kind of as a joke but he actually likes it so much he’s continued to wear it.

Jizz: OH MY GOD YES

Jizz: is it totally threadbare now

Jizz: can it be the threadbarest

Fish: OBVIOUSLY.

Fish: Erik teases him about it.

Fish: So they give him a Gryffindor one.

Jizz: oh my god

Jizz: and he is like

Jizz: I AM TOTALLY A SLYTHERIN 

Jizz: i mean

Jizz: i don’t

Jizz: care about harry potter at all

So yes Charles is wearing a very old Ravenclaw scarf.

see really fish takes my worst days and makes them AMAZING

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tokidokifish:

Now that the chapter’s up I can post this! Which, I guess, spoiler? But if you’re watching me and NOT watching gyzym and didn’t immediately drop everything to read the latest chapter, well. I really can’t be blamed for your poor judgment. 

In any case, ever since Jizzy told me about this kiss I’ve looked forward to eventually drawing it. And I think it came out pretty well, even if I don’t like the shitty background I did! I actually used this set of gifs as sort of a reference; thanks, rulu!

And OH HEY LOOK I can draw Charles in colors other than blue and gray! Imagine that!

Needs more vodka, I suppose.

THE ART FROM THIS CHAPTER, ALL TUMBLRED UP AND REBLOGGABLE. Please give unto Fish all the love, you guys, every last all of it, because SHE MAKES THIS SHIT POSSIBLE yes she does yes she does. 

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gyzym:

PLEASE NOTE: this chapter is, uh. NC-17. In a large way. Proceed according!

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gyzym:

CHAPTER NINE IS DONE 

DONE 

DONE 

9900 WORDS AND DONE WHAT THE FUCK IS MY LIFE EVEN

THERE WILL BE A BREWSKI UPDATE TO-FUCKING-NIGHT, GUYS

TOOOOOONIGHT

AWWWW YISS

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tokidokifish:

SORRY FOR THE TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES. It kept cocking up the read more thing.

Technically I’m not up to 400 watchers but I’m well past 350, so HERE WE GO:

FAIL!PORN, AS USUAL.

Read More

HFDSJKFHDSJFKHSDFJKDSHFJKSFHSDJKF 

FISH DRAWS PORN AND MY HEART STOPS: A LOVE STORY

OH HEY KIDS

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tokidokifish:

Time for a new wallpaper. This time I made four versions because I. I don’t even know. But, if you’d particularly like one for yourself, cleek:

One | Two

Three | Four

FISH DID THE BEST/WORST THING

BEST BECAUSE THIS IS THE BEST THING

WORST BECAUSE I HAVE TO USE MY COMPUTER AT WORK SO I CAN'T HAVE IT

WHY FISH WHY

PLEASE NEVER STOP 

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tokidokifish:

“You are the worst gay man.”

“You are the worst little sister.”

More flat colors with colored lines! Herp derp. 

Oh my god you guys seriously I can't take it my heart can't take it AT ALL FJDHSJFHSDKFH SO ADORABLE OH MY GODDDD

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tokidokifish:

I HAVE STUPID IDEAS AND USE CARPE BREWSKI TO EXPRESS THEM.

I think someone said they wanted to see me draw Nightcrawler and because I am a TERRIBLE PERSON I did some sort of future-Carpe Brewski, Raven’s kid version? Fuck if I know. But in any case that made me think of Rogue so I drew her too. I like to think that she’s a freshman Raven takes under her wing (oo, birdpun) after Charles and Erik graduate and then Rogue and Gambit have this will-they-won’t-they thing that lasts until graduation and drives everyone up the wall. 

SPOILER ALERT: ROGUE AND GAMBIT WERE LIKE MY FAVORITE COUPLE WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL WATCHING THE CARTOON. They were my first OTP. 

DNJFDSHFDSJFHDSKFHDSJKFHDSJKFHDSJKFSD OH MY GOD NIGHTCRAWLER NIGHTCRAWLER NIGHTCRAWLER THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE WOULD LOOK LIKE NON-BLUE FNSDFNSDKFHBNSDHF NIGHTCRAWLER 

AND THEN, THEN, AS IF BB NIGHTCRAWLER WASN'T ADORABLE ENOUGH

OH MY GOD ROOOOOOOGUE