#erik lensherr imagine

[mostlymarvelgirl]

Erik: Are you free tomorrow ?

Y/n Stark: I'm expensive...

Erik: .....

*Charles entering the room*

Charles: Erik I was wond-

Y/n Stark: I'm free for anyone whose net worth is more than mine.

Erik: You're saying that cause you only know Charles fits those standards.

Charles: *blushes*

Y/n Stark: I'm free for you professor.

Charles: *blushes harder*

Erik: *facepalms* *turns to charles* What is it with you and your professor kink?

[xo-bug-ox]

honestly fuck it, Erik Lehnsherr request. Go wild go crazy go “I can fix him” go they fell for him but he fell harder go cottage life Erik go he’s fixed go crazy

Erik Erik Erik Erik Erik

This man and his slutty turtleneck live in my brain rent free I mean I’m not complaining

Raindrops

Erik Lehnsherr x reader

Warnings: none that I’m aware of

A/N: GOD I FUCKING HATE THIS GODFORSAKEN APP also is this slightly self indulgent? Maybe.

Raindrops fell and hit the window you’d positioned yourself in front of, you watched them tapping the pads of your fingers on your thighs to the same pattern as they were hitting the glass a soft smile playing on your lips. You could feel his eyes on the back of your neck making you very aware of Erik’s presence in the room. He was watching you gently rock back and forward eyes flickering up and down to watch the droplets, “Are you having fun over there?” Erik asked, you weren’t sure if he was being sarcastic or not you couldn’t quite tell from his tone. He continued to walk over seemingly stopping close behind you, you nodded ever so gently humming a small, “yeah, it’s nice” still watching it. Erik nodded in response looking from you to the rain. You wanted out. You needed to be in it.

“Is the front door unlocked?” You asked looking up at him. Erik thought for a moment, he looked down at you meeting your gaze. His breath was caught in his throat stumbling out his speech, “I uh, I believe so” he said stepping back. You shot up eyes widening in excitement, he wasn’t quite sure of what you were doing, he assumed you were going to open the door and sit and watch it for a better view. Well, that was until he saw you throw on your raincoat and begin to slip on rain boots, “you’re seriously going out in this?” He asked with a small laugh hoping you were joking. You nodded rather excitedly throwing the door open. The cold breeze ran down your spine before you reached out grabbing his hand and pulling him closer excitement in your voice as you said, “join me! Put on your coat!”

Looking back at him you followed to where his eyes were looking, you hadn’t even realised your hands were still intertwined, was your grip always this strong? Were his hands always this good looking? These thought flooded your mind allowing the both of you to slip out of reality. The two of you were brought back by the lashing rain entering the room and hitting you in the back of the head. Snapping your head towards the door you pulled your hand away from his before running out into the rain. Erik watched you from the door, he watched you spin, he watched you laugh and wipe of the rain that was collecting by your nose and god you looked perfect while doing it. “C’mon!” You laughed calling to him. Erik took a deep breath before leaving the door. Jesus it was freezing out there, he hugged himself for warmth. He could put up with it if it meant seeing you smile.

“Are you crazy?! Go put a coat on!” You laugh gently shoving him. Erik smiled, “If I go back in I’m not coming back out darling” he smiled, your face flushed. Darling. You looked up at him seeing the way his hair stuck down to his face and the way he smiled at you. He looked so perfect like this, “why are you out here?” You asked him wiping the water from your brow, “I don’t really know” he hummed looking around watching the rain hit the puddles. “I could be inside, warm and dry watching you out the window or from the door but I’m out here…in the soaking wet rain without a coat or a care in the world” he smiled taking your hands, “do you want to know a secret?” He asked as he pulled you closer to him. Your heart was pounding in your chest eyes flickering up and down before stuttering a simple, yes, to him. Erik smiled before speaking again, “I’ve always been a ‘kiss me in the rain type of person’…suppose I still am” he hummed looking down at you. Your breath was caught in your throat, “kiss me in the rain will you?”

[gulnarsultan]

Can I request oneshot: Dark younger Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto(x men movie) x fem s/o whose mutation is that her power is giving people bad luck and because of this power she always isolates herself because she doesn't want to hurt anyone. she was found by Erik whom he fell madly in love with her, and he doesn't care about her power and tells her to embrace it and so with huge reluctance she did; personality wise she is gentle and soft spoken and when he reveals his dark love for her instead of being afraid and running away, she is compliant (This takes place the after First Class when Erik left the X men to recruit mutants to join him that's when he first met fem s/o and noticed her power he gave her the codename misfortune since then she's with him all the way to Dark Phoenix)

Hello. Thank you for this beautiful scenario. Honestly, I especially like writing Erik as a dark or yandere. I hope you like it.

◇ Sweet misfortune ◇

After leaving the X-Men, Erik began recruiting mutants to his side. He found several mutants with different abilities. Then he was walking through a neighborhood and saw your reader. He felt as if his heart had stopped for a moment and he couldn't breathe. The reader enters her house a few minutes later. Erik spends weeks gathering information about the reader. No matter what, Erik was determined to hook reader. He meets the reader by pretending it's a coincidence. The courtship process, which lasts a few weeks, quickly progresses to the lover stage. The reader is anxious and insecure about her mutation. However, Erik is very helpful to the reader regarding her mutation. Erik's obsessive love soon comes to light. Unlike Erik's anxiety and fear, the reader did not fear, did not try to escape, or did not fight. Erik is very grateful for this situation. Once you both start a relationship, breaking up is out of the question. From now on, you will be together until your last breath. Erik is protective, possessive and jealous towards you. The reader and Erik have a happy family. Erik is determined not to lose his family again.

[shawty-writes-a-little]

don’t ever let go

꒰ erik lensherr x fem!reader ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

.𖥔 ݁ 🪐˖ word count: 2.2k+

⌞ plot: sort of hurt comfort when erik finds his rather irritable posing s/o going through a nightmare ⌝

warnings: nightmares, angst sort of (fluff end dw)?

People with contradictory world view and general thinking are bound to be engaged in petty disagreements. As strongly opinionated as Erik was he never got along with one certain mutant. Erik and y/n, always fighting, at each other’s throats. Most times they were rather entertaining scene creators at the Xavier’s institute, clashes were famous with the most colourful language used amongst the students. However Charles grew tired of this, best minds he knew were always bickering and fighting. Petty fights and little grudges turn ugly if pit against each other on battleground. God forbid that situation ever arises but Charles bad seen enough falling apart within his own to know how much could go wrong.

So, to get them along he paired the two to gather intel on some government bills at the procession gala held at Berlin. He was persuasive but not god, after all it was the hardest task in the world to get erik and y/n sit for dinner at the same table let alone go halfway across the world and pose as a couple, stay in one place and not blow cover? Charles came with the most believable persuading story as he could, lied the Oval Office asked for the two to specifically attend the mission this and that and it was a long afternoon trying to convince the two but the professor won in the end.

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That is how Erik and her ended up in Berlin, the moment they were alone, not posing anymore their smiles and in-love act completely dropped. Shutting the hotel door behind him Erik sighed. It was a whole week of these galas and charity events, back from their first one and y/n was already growing tired of Erik. “You know I kind of hated how you manhandled me back there.” She complained as she leaned on the wall for support and removed her heels.

“What?” He asked confused as he removed his blazer and draped it on the sofa chair “What are you talking about I did no such thing” he said not exactly recalling anything like that.

“You said something to that senator in French and then grabbed me close to you to kiss my forehead like I was on the run from you-who does that?” Y/n said, she didn’t speak French so she didn’t understand what the conversation was on about regardless the moment she recalled, she wasn’t even standing that far away for him for him to yank her close to him like that.

“A husband?” Erik said raising brows as he exaggerated in obviousness removing his cufflinks.

“With the grace of a woodcutter?” She scoffed as she rolled her eyes at him, it’s not like she minded that, the two posed like that the entire night at the event it’s just that erik would time and time loose his cool and she didn’t want any casualties further into these galas “it would look like I’m your hostage instead of wife can’t you try and look gentler somehow?”

“You just made that up.” Erik said as he shook his head disregarding her suggestion “The senator made a rather vulgar comment about you in French by the way, instead of adding to it I held you close. Would you rather I laugh along with him and appear rather crass?”

“you can try but you can’t really change what you are” Y/n mumbled with a stifled chuckle at her own jab as she stood by the dressing table mirror removing her jewellery.

“I heard that.” He responded giving her a disappointed look but she just laughed at it anyways. He changed out of his shirt as they’d conversed. Not engaging in silly debates anymore y/n went to the adjoining bathroom to change out of her dress.

Erik worked on gathering some background on the guests of the events they’d met and conversed with, information in context of intel they had so far whilst y/n updated Charles via a long email, two emails, one of the intel and other how much insufferable Erik was.

Their third day in Berlin went remotely same, night however was about to be different. Y/n was settling their bed, the first two nights they took turns on the sofa but it turned out to be very uncomfortable to sleep in so they decided to share the bed. Erik glanced up from his laptop as y/n was setting up a pillow wall on the bed “That is so childish.” He commented.

“Yeah yeah” y/n said as she rolled her eyes, making clear partition of the bed. “Do not invade my side alright?”

Erik couldn’t help but laugh at the use of ‘invade’ “Wouldn’t dream of it.” He said as he turned his attention back to the laptop. He decided to stay up rather late that night even after y/n retreated to bed. He would joke that it was easier to work after she was sleep and before she was awake as if he secretly didn’t hate the absence her ramblings brought.

An hour or so had passed, Y/n was sound asleep as he decided to wind up. He left to clean the desk, brush his teeth and wind down. When he came to bed he was met with y/n mumbling in her sleep, tossing and turning on her side of the bed.

His gaze softened when he realised she might be going through a nightmare. It seemed difficult, whatever she was seeing, he couldn’t understand her words but he caught a few pleading syllables here and there. “y/n…hey wake up” he cooed softly as he tried to wake her up, he gently placed his hands on her shoulder. “Hey-you’re just dreaming y/n…wake up.” He spoke and she got up almost instantly, breathing heavily.

She sat up trying to get used to the surroundings again, always the same thing. She hated when those dreams resurfaced revolving around her most despised horror. Erik had heard from Charles of what she’d been through when she was new, he didn’t know she was impacted to this scale. “Are you alright?” His voice arose another bad feeling inside of her. She didn’t want to be perceived as a weakling in front of him. When they’d argue he’d often call her that, not that she wouldn’t call him worse back but she would hate if he found out about this ordeal. She didn’t want to appear weak.

Getting out of the bed hurriedly she rushed to the table stand, feeling a bit dizzy after how fast she stood up and how fast she was trying to comprehend everything. She tried to pour herself a glass of water shakily. Her train of thoughts ran as she tried not to have a break down, her heart beat fast from the visuals of the nightmare still fresh in her mind. Erik was quick to pace up to her “Hey look at me” he spoke taking the jug of water out of her hands given she was struggling to pour it properly.

“Are you alright?” Erik repeated his question and he could note how she was still too shaken to answer correctly and fine enough.

“Y-yeah-“ she could muster out as she tried to level her breathing which didn’t seem to work apparently.

“Y/n.” He spoke leaning lower to meet her eyes since she avoided eye contact with him, “look at me” he spoke as he placed comforting hands by biceps to hold her upright. “Deep breaths with me, come on.” He spoke as he guided her to sit on the edge of the bed. He rubbed her back as she was still slightly trembling guiding her to breathe evenly.

After a few moments when she tried to fake the best proper composure she could she nodded, “I’m alright thanks” she said very softly afraid she might tear up any moment. Ever so tired and scared of her recurring nightmares, just when she thought it was getting better. Why would it not leave her alone? Why couldn’t she move past it?

Erik wasn’t a mind reader but the look on her face read enough for him at the moment, “y/n” he sighed “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I said it’s fine-“ she said with an exhale however her breaking voice and avoiding stare said something else. She couldn’t hold it back anymore as the brimming tears surfaced out of her eyes. She held her head in her hands weeping into them. Erik didn’t say anything as he wrapped his arm around her in a comforting manner, “I-I’m not this soft alright I’m not-I’m not weak” she told him like she had to justify her crying.

“Hey hey hey-“ he cooed as he pulled away just to see her face again, “who says you’re weak? This is completely alright.” He reasoned with her as she cried.

“No I—I just-“ she didn’t exactly know how well she could phrase this out for him. How much terrified she was of what she kept seeing in her dream, from her past, haunting her again and again and how much she didn’t want him to think she was this much of a mess.

“You are not weak, y/n. You are anything but weak. It’s difficult going through a nightmare but you’re really strong, you made out of it see” he talked to her patiently in a very encouraging manner as he wiped her tears with his sleeve.

“It felt so real-“ she choked up as she tried her best to stop crying, Erik took her into his arms, giving her a hug as he spoke sweet nothings to him.

She cried and trembled in his arms unable to speak coherently until she soothed her crying, he held her throughout it. “I am just so tried Erik…” she said as he pulled away to look at her face.

He removed the hair in front of her face, tucking it behind her ear, “is it always this bad?” He asked her, feeling really awful how much she’d had gone through already and even then in sleep she wasn’t left alone of it. Y/n nodded as she wiped the tears off her face, she wasn’t so phased by ‘this’ bad given she was used to them now.

“Is it frequent?” He asked, his softened gaze holding her trouble one.

“Not as frequent but-it comes and goes, I just can’t escape it.” She said with a dejected sigh. “I am used to it I just wish I was—properly used to it. I wish I wasn’t this affected…”

“Nobody should have to be used to this y/n it’s difficult, really difficult.” He told her as he held her hands in his softly. “It’s bound to affect you, in the worst way it’s made you…you. Surely doesn’t define you but it defines your strength, your courage. You are truly strong.”

“But I’m afraid Erik” she told him looking away, “I am exhausted of being this afraid.”

“And that’s fine.” He replied holding her hands in his a little tighter to impose the exaggeration of his words, “It takes strength to keep going, even more to be afraid and still keep going and you have done that job very well y/n.” He spoke as he kissed her forehead with a comforting smile adorning his face, reflecting how proud he was she made it through. “Let me help you?”

Y/n took a deep breath as she nodded, she felt rather safe in his help. In his presence and his touch, it was as comforting as it was safe. He helped her through that night, holding her close staying awake until she eventually fell asleep in his arms and he didn’t want to ever let go.

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HIIII I hope you have a good day pls pls pls let me know if anyone wants to read more erik pieces! Requests are open too🕺

Feed back is desperately appreciated :)

Go drink water. Now. Or you will stub your toe in a corner in the next 10 seconds.

[kgficz]

[juniperwoodwell]

Prompt list yay!!

Ok so, Erik Lehnsherr x gn!reader with prompt 1

Erik refuses to accept the fact that someone is in love and wants to with him, but reader refuses to back down on showing him the love and affection he deserves.

Very grumpy x sunshine fluff 😔

Love is Complicated

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Word count:551

Pairing:Erik Lehnsherr x GN!Reader

Warning(s):Angst.Fluff.Erik himself.

A/n: I am so sorry for taking so long, I kept rewriting it trying get it how I thought it would go. This isn't exactly what you asked for but I tried the best I could. This isn't spell checked. Hope you enjoy.

"I love you" I say softly as the wind blows over us as we sit outside watching the sunset, relaxing after a rough day. Erik looks over at him, he seemed surprised yet scared almost. He was quickly to stand up and walk away from me. Erik and I have a... complicated relationship, I do love him and in that moment I believed he needed to hear it from someone he cares about. But maybe it's too soon. "Wait. Erik," I say as I quickly get up to follow him, his stride was faster than mine when I finally caught up to him I reached for his hand. He allowed me to take it and he stopped on the spot, He kept his back to me as he looked down at our hands

"I'd like to be alone, y/n"

"I know..."

I tightened my grip on his hand and stood beside him. "I love you, Erik." My voice was determined but gentle, He turned his head to look at him, the shine of tears were being to show. "Please...Don't." He was close to falling apart, I could feel it but he hid it behind faux anger. His eyes turned dark and he let go of my hand "You should leave." He turned away from me but I swiftly placed my hand on his shoulder to keep him from leaving. He froze almost immediately "Erik. Look at me." I move in front of him so he has no choice but to, I placed my hand on the side of his face and he tried to shy away but gave in a leaned into my touch.

"Y/n...For your sake please, don't love me."

"Why not?"

"Because you will get hurt, or even worse you could die. Everyone I have ever loved has either died or left me. I am incapable of loving someone without putting them in danger."

"Oh now that just simply not true. None of those were your fault. And even if some were they were accidents. You never intentionally hurt the people you love." I place my free hand on the other side of his face, pulling him towards me gently, He took the hint and stepped in closer. His hands Lifting to rest on my waist "I don't know if I can allow myself to love someone again yet.." He sighed exhaustedly, his hard shell cracking and his vulnerability began to show, he rested his forehead against my shoulder and my arms wrapped loosely around his neck "That's okay, I'm willing to wait for you.."

Another sigh escaped his lips as he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me into him "Why did you have to tell me you love me, I'm not able to say it back to you." He whispered sadly.

"I didn't say it to hear it back..I said it to make sure you knew." I gently run my fingers through his hair "I love you." I whisper softly as he hides his face in my neck, allowing himself to be vulnerable.

Silent tears were shed and Love was found once more. He will tell me he loves me once he's ready but I'll never stop telling him and showing him all the little ways I can love him.

[the-wintershade]

something grabs hold of me when you’re around | Erik Lensherr

summary: storms carry a certain thunder that’s frightening, but Erik has a thunder that’s soothing.  wc: 1.1k+ genre: just loving touching, comfort, soft!Erik, reader is afraid of storms, slight angst, warmth a/n: purely self indulgent. Erik is a softy for reader and you can’t change my mind

You squeezed your eyes shut as a crack of thunder rumbled against the house. The storms were increasing in frequency and intensity over the last few days. 

It left an aching exhaustion in your bones and heart each morning. With the amount of adrenaline pumping through your body each night before, you easily had the strength of three men. 

Your presently beating heart kicked into high gear again as a flash was quickly followed by a noise. But this wasn’t the thunder you were expecting. Just your door opening. The lock gave a soft click similar to the beginning of the sound of the sky tearing open to your jumpy ears. 

“Hey,” Erik’s clear tone rang through the soft tension in the room. 

Your hands were tightly coiled around your blanket. Shakily, you drew them down enough to make out Erik’s open blue eyes. 

When thunder from the flash before shook the house, you flinched. Your body was the only thing that could respond. 

Erik frowned when you didn’t answer. He stood in a grey tank top that betrayed the muscle tone in his arms. His hair laid gently against his forehead without the parted volume it carried in the daytime. 

His vulnerable state distracted you from the storm outside. It felt like you were seeing a side of Erik that you shouldn’t have been. Then again, you weren’t doing much better. You were nearly brought to paralysis over turbulent air that wouldn’t do anything to you. 

Slowly, he padded toward your bed. Your eyes tried to adjust to his face but they hurt from the lack of proper rest. You were sure your face betrayed it too. 

He perched against your bed, sitting so his frame swallowed up your view of your window. You almost missed the flash behind him, but the way the light caught his hair suspended you in a mix of awe and fear. Your flinch wasn’t as hard as before, but it still snapped your eyes closed. 

His fingers gently rested against your shoulder. “You should have said something.” He sighed, reaching out to smooth your hair away from your cheeks. 

You rested against his hand, holding onto its strength and the stability it offered. Its warmth burrowed into you and a part of you twisted out to coil around what it could savor for later. You knew his touch would appear in your dreams on dark nights and hopeful slumbers in the future. 

“Not really my thing, metal man.” You murmured, a small smirk curving into the palm of his hand. He chuckled, deep and rumbling. A thunder you loved to sound of. 

His fingers skimmed across your cheeks and rested near your throat, the dog tags you wore jangling in greeting at his touch. “These little trinkets rarely stop moving these nights.” He hummed. 

The dog tags were a gift, a way to commemorate the past you’d gotten away from. Erik gave them to you on a night similar to this. He’d teased you about how the tags loved to sing during storms, but you knew he became quickly aware of your fear of thunder and lightning. The “singing” of your tags clinking together became more agitated when night fell and a storm sounded outside your window. 

You rolled so your face angled up to his more easily. The pillows made room for the shift of your head. Erik’s eyes bore into yours, his gaze concerned and warm. An amused smile lifted his lips. 

Your heart rested to a contented lull. The rumble of the air outside sounded duller and less threatening. 

Reaching out, you grasped his hand and wove your smaller fingers through his larger ones. They felt safe. There was a calculated vigor in his bones. Something about them brought out a calmer side of you. 

You cradled his calloused digits near your heart, trying to absorb all of him. His quiet energy, his sarcastic tone, his assured curiosity. 

“Trapping me, huh?” Another warm, strong hand came to rest near your cheek. 

You smirked back at him. “You like it.” You hummed, voice strained and cracked. It softly scratched against the stillness. “You wouldn’t have gotten this close otherwise.”

You felt the bed dip with his sigh. Your answering smile lit up the room, the flash of light from the window glinting off your teeth. 

“Move over,” he whispered and you tried to restrain your urge to be as close to him as possible as quickly as could be attained. You were about to unlace your fingers but he squeezed them tighter, trapping your escape. “You think I’m letting you go? You’ve never reached out to me before. I’m not dropping this hand for as long as I can.” 

Your hand flashed before his lips before he pressed the warmest kiss you’ve felt onto the delicate skin on the back of it. His heat seeped into your bones, another piece of him to save for later. He wormed his way underneath the covers, still keeping a firm grasp of your fingers.

“You came to me,” you scratchily disagreed. He tugged you over until your joined hands rested near his heart, and he secured his free arm around your waist. He pressed you closely against his side; you couldn’t do anything but curl up against him. 

It felt nice, warm, safe like this. The edge of the blanket skimmed against your shoulder as he drew it over the two of you before returning his arm back around your waist. “You’re a free heater. It was a benefit.” 

“Hmmm,” you rumbled against the darkness. Your tired eyes dropped without command. Erik readjusted his grip on your hands. 

“Next time,” Erik’s words angled toward you. “Next time, come and find me.” Leaning down, you felt his abdomen tense as he pressed his lips against your forehead. “Please.”

Your stomach warmed at his use of a polite term. Erik wasn’t always a polite man. It was nice to know he wanted to be polite with you. 

“Only because you said please.” You nuzzled your head into his neck, breathing him in. You pressed your lips softly against the delicate skin, a thrill of delight rushing down your spine as he subtly tightened his hold on you in response. 

“I mean it.” You knew to read behind the slight tease in his tone. 

“My tags will give me away.” You readjusted, finding the perfect spot between his shoulder and chin. “They miss you already.” 

“Sweet dreams.” He murmured, close to sleep himself. 

You brushed your knuckles over his cheek, admiring the way he softly smiled. “See you there.”

[madsnic1119]

Charles Xavier x reader headcanon

Idk how this will go but here’s my version of headcanons from my previous post. Also I’m writing in mobile. I also don’t know how to put read more. And I think I might write more so I’ll need someone to help beta read them😅

Summary: GN! Reader is in love with Charles but they can’t/don’t speak but Charles is in love with reader as well so he tries talking to them through their minds. Everyone can see them falling in love even more than they already were.

Note: in writing on mobile and I put gn reader so if I note to something that isn’t gn please let me know and I’ll fix it. This is my first ever thing I’ve done so pls be nice😅

-Reader couldn’t speak from losing their voice. Idk how but make that up on your own lmao

-Charles would see how much the reader struggles to communicate, either by sign language or just writing

-Readers mutation is telekinesis so they would move things around when bored since they can’t speak

-One day Charles goes up to the reader and asks “Can I enter your mind? To speak only I’m not going to look through anything, not unless you want me to of course! But I just thought I’d be easier to speak that wa-“

-Reader just nods enthusiastically cutting Charles off

-‘hello y/n’ ‘hello Charles’

-they continue to speak to each other about how their days have gone and how they’re doing

-Logan, Scott, Jean, and Storm all sit on the couch watching the two just stare at eachother while chuckling every once in awhile

-“They couldn’t be any more obvious could they?” Scott’s the first to speak in the 10 minutes they’ve been doing this

-Charles face goes serious after hearing what Scott says while reader just looks confused about what Scott meant(maybe also being a bit nervous if Charles finding theyre in love with him)

-‘Y/n I didn’t think I’d tell you this anytime soon but ever since you got here over a year ago I’ve been fascinated with you and I have fallen in love with you’

- reader just looks surprised while also feeling their face get warm.

-‘I-I love you as well charles. I’ve been in love for quite awhile. I was just to scared to to tell you because I thought you didn’t love me back’

-Charles just leans in and kisses the reader. The kiss didn’t last long but the reader was happy

- everyone on the couch just starts cheering and saying “FINALLY”

-Logan hands Scott 10 bucks

-they had a bet for how long it would take for them to admit how they feel

-everyone clears out of the room so Charles and y/n can be alone

-Charles asks reader out loud “wild like for me to help you find an easier way to communicate with people?”

-reader nods ‘I would love that but for now let it just be us’

-Charles and reader spend the evening speaking through their minds. Eventually going up to Charles’ room and talking all night

Idk how to end this so if you would like to se Elmore let me know. I know that more of needed as a slight fix or Drabble but in headcanon form but idk how to do any of this😂

[t-marveland]

𝐗-𝐌𝐞𝐧 | erik lensherr

Erik Lensherr x Reader

Warnings : spoil xmen apocalypse

Mots : 203

Masterlist

Cela faisait des années que Erik ne t'avait pas vu alors quand il te vit combattre Apocalypse pour aider Raven qui était tombée dans les pommes après avoir failli mourir étranglé, il ne put s'empêcher d'avoir un regard triste en pensant à ce que vous aviez vécu quelques années auparavant.

❝━ (T/P) ? Souffla-t-il à voix basse.❞

Grâce à ton ouïe surdéveloppée tu reconnus la voix d'Erik ce qui te déconcentra pendant seulement quelques secondes qui permirent à Apocalypse de t'attaquer plus violemment que les autres fois. Tu tombas au sol et Apocalypse t'attrapa par les cheveux mettant ta gorge en évidence prêt à te tuer. Tu regardas Peter d'un air désolé et fermas les yeux, prête à recevoir le coup final mais rien ne vint. En ouvrant les yeux, tu vis le bras d'Apocalypse traversé par une barre de métal ce qui fit qu'il te lâcha sous le coup de la douleur. Tu levas les yeux et vis Erik au-dessus de vous.

❝━Toi, tu me trahis ? Dit Apocalypse à Erik.

━Non, c'est eux que j'ai trahis. Répondit Erik en te regardant dans les yeux d'un air coupable.❞

[jokingmisfit]

Eric Lehnsherr, or as I like to call him magnetic and pathetic

[bellarkeselection]

Are you still taking requests for X-Men? Erik Lehnsherr? Charles Xavier? (Young Erik, and Charles.) Thanks. :)

Yes but requests are closed until Thursday night 🌙 I'll put a post out when they are open again

I have written a fic for Charles on my side blog @countrymusiclover the name of the fic is She’s Human or Weapon I am considering writing another fic for Charles or Erik in the future when I finish some of my other books.

[mostlymarvelgirl]

Imagine If Magneto's *Private Moment* With You Was Released Into The Internet (Fem! Reader)

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT IG?

Erik sighed. This wasn't supposed to happen at all. On one hand, he really didn't mind, knowing that at some point, this would happen due to his fame in mutant politics, but on the other hand he didn't want you to be shown to the entire world like this in a private scenario.

The things you would have to face in public, what you would have to go through. While being deep in thought about how to deal with the scenario, a door with you running inside crying angrily. The door was slammed closed.

"Did you know? Did you know that someone motherfucking asshole recorded us having sex and released it? It's apparently the hottest sextape released in the century.', you screamed at him as if you were accusing him.

He felt guilty. Of course, he would never show that, but he ended up with a comment catastrophic enough to ruin the rest of his personal life. Not that he meant what he said, but clearly not thinking through.

"Well, I warned you not to try anything new and kinky. You should've listened.", Erik said immediately, regretting what came out of his mouth.

"What?", your voice became small, not being able to believe what he said.

Before he could apologize and explain, and your anger clouded mind lost patience, the ring from your was thrown into the sink, and you turned your heels walked out the door.

****3 Months Later****

"As we recall the recent steamiest s*xtape of magneto and his wife released into internet which gained over 3.8 billion views has been deleted by the cyber crime from all platforms. The culprits had been caught but died in an accident. Was it planned by Magneto? Or was it just an accident? I'm Sarah Moon reporting in six o clock evening news and I'll see you tomorrow."

The TV was switched off.

Y/N sighed. She knew who killed them and knew Erik wouldn't be arrested. She should've known that Erik was not good expressing and should've seen the expression. She regretted throwing the ring he made for her. She regretted what she had done.

"Regretting some past actions, I suppose?", the sarcastic voice spoke up.

Of course, it would Charles Xavier showing up behind her. That annoying British accent.

"For the record, my accent once wooed your husband to my bedroom, so I would take it as a jealousy or compliment coming from you.", Charles replied while sticking his hair back.

"What do you want?", you ask him with annoyance. You didn't want to aggravate your guilt more than it already was.

Charles smiled. That bitch. You knew, well, everyone knew, if they were in trouble and needed to solve the problem quickly, Charles would do the *smile*, and it'll be like it never happened.

"You're not wiping the entire world's memory about this, that's damn near impossible and dangerous.", you replied to his reaction.

"Well, it is for the better. Think about it. Or well, I should say actually, discuss about it.", Charles wheeled back slowly and opened the door.

"What are you-", you were cut off with Erik standing outside the door soaking wet with...............blood.

Silence.

There was no sound. All, the both of you wanted to do was to reach to one another and cry, Apologize, and comfort, but, the ego and guilt in both of you prevented all the bottled emotions and feelings of 3 months.

"Well, I will be leaving and give the both of you sone privacy. I'll be waiting right outside. Let me know when you've decided.", Charles said while wheeling out and closed the door.

"Hi."

That was it to pull the trigger inside you.

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN BY SAYING HI???!!! YOU COCK-SUCKING, TWAT-WAFFLED SON OF A MOTHERFUCKING BITCH-ASS- HATTED CUNT! YOU'RE FUCKING KILLING AGAIN???!!! HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED CLEAN THIS MESS UP?!!!", you blasted at him.

"Listen i-", Erik was cut off.

"NO. YOU LISTEN, YOU LITTLE DICK! I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT THE TAPE. OKAY?!", you stated before he could ask.

You started to tear up and your voice broke and became small and vulnerable.

"I don't want you to kill around people. We could've done this together. I don't care what other say about me. Please j-just stop.", you started to cry.

Erik walked near you and hugged you tightly as you hugged him back.

He apologized to you and held you. You felt a something slip in your ring finger. You smiled and cried more realizing how horrible you must have looked.

"Y'know, you smell really bad like some old metal furniture. You need to get showered.", you pushed him away for fun.

"We could shower toge-", Erik got cut off.

"NO. Absolutely not.", you stated while laughing.

[thequeenofuselessinformation]

I'm not dead, just binging all the X-Men movies and doing paperwork I absolutely didn't need yet here we are

After that scene in Paris in Dark Phoenix we know it's exactly like this

[gulnarsultan]

Misunderstanding

Reader: You're kidnapping me.

Yandere Erik: Yes. Because you don't agree to go out with me.

Reader: Are you offering me a date?

Yandere Erik: Yes. I want you to be my lover and wife.

Reader: Why didn't you say it directly? In fact, I was trying to stay away from you because you scared me by chasing me like a shark.

Yandere Erik : So you agree to go on a date with me?

Reader : Yes. We can give each other a chance.

Yandere Erik puts the reader down and apologizes. They both go to get ready for the appointment.

[twobrokenwyngs]

You know, I believe that true focus lies somewhere between rage and serenity.

[ast-art]

Dysfunctional Family of All Time