This Cracked article picks on the thing where Charles urges Erik to find “the point between rage and serenity” in First Class. And I have to admit, that’s probably my least favorite bit of dialogue in the movie. I guess if you unpack it, Charles is telling Erik to calm his mind and use that intellectual calm to control and channel his anger more effectively instead of just flailing around with anchor chains. They were trying to make it pithy but it just sounds like nonsense.
I guess you could headcanon it as Charles being bad with words for abstract concepts because those things are so much easier to communicate telepathically? But mostly just… not good dialogue.
But you’ve gotta love Cracked’s caption for Charles trying to get Erik to the rage-serenity crossroads: “Imagine you’re trying to rub one out before work, but the video’s taking forever to load, and you still have to make oatmeal so you’re not hungry all morning…”
It’s coming up to Winter, it’s cold, and due to Government admin errors and several other hits, we’re now living below the poverty line and can’t afford to heat our home or eat.
Edit: now we’re losing a further £250 a month and everything has taken an extremely dire turn
we can’t afford anything now
we literally just got a letter telling us that we’re losing £250 a month from our benefits thanks to new cuts
we already barely survive on very little and this is just like a death knell
i’m applying to apprenticeships and jobs but none will take me over younger people [that they can pay less] or older people [with more experience]
we aren’t going to be able to make it through winter without help, hell we’re not going to be able to make it through fucking december without help
we can’t take a loan out, because the repayments would cripple us and i just
please share this link please reblog it i don’t care if you don’t care for me or if you’d rather not or what the fuck ever please just help by reblogging or we are literally going to die this is the worst news i’ve received in months i am begging you
I think most people follow me for XMFC… I kind of hope so since it’s 99.9% of what I post XD… but here’s a list of every OTP I remember having, because why not. (I know it’s literally One True Pairing, but I’m using it colloquially to refer to pairings I’ve liked enough to either write them myself, or seek out fanworks about them.)
X-Men: Charles/Erik, Alex/Armando. In comics canon, Raven/Irene. In the AU headcanons I share with Helens78, Jason Wyngarde/Kurt Wagner, Pepper/Natasha.
Other McAvoy/Fassbender pairings: Brandon from Shame/Wesley from Wanted. Rochester from Jane Eyre/Tom Lefroy from Becoming Jane.
Welcome to Night Vale: Cecil/Carlos. Headcanon Kevin/Steve Carlsberg.
Hannibal: Hannibal/Will, murder family.
Inception: Arthur/Eames, Cobb/Saito.
Stargate Atlantis: John/Rodney, Teyla/Kanaan, Ronon/Amelia, Teyla/Lorne, Ronon/Zelenka, Lorne/Zelenka. Also David Hewlett’s Traders character Grant Jansky/anyone. I used to read a lot of SGA fic XD
Venture Brothers: Rusty/Brock. Yeah, I went there.
Lotrips: Dom Monaghan/Elijah Wood. OT3 Dom/Elijah/Billy Boyd.
LOTR: Frodo/Sam, Merry/Pippin.
Queer as Folk UK: Stuart/Vince.
Harry Potter: Neville/Draco, Snape/Lupin.
Popslash: Chris/Lance, aka Trickyfish. (See, there are way worse pairing names than “Cherik” out there…)
Card Captor Sakura: Touya/Yukito.
Vampire Chronicles: Louis/Lestat. Marius/David. CLAUDIA. Yeah, I know, not a pairing, but I can’t mention Vampire Chronicles without mentioning that Claudia is one of my favorite characters.
X-Files: I was adamantly noromo (ha, remember that?) for the show itself but I fic-shipped Scully/Mulder.
How about headcanons on Charles and Erik's spiritual beliefs?
CHARLES: If he was using his telepathy from the beginning, he might have had some kind of crisis once he twigged to the fact that people prayed for X and thought about Y (Y and X being polar opposites). Going into science might then have put that crisis to rest and I wouldn’t put it past him to be some kind of humanist + existentialist.
ERIK: I have always had the idea that he had to drop out of serious observance of his religious laws and customs. In the years of being hungry and on the hunt, rigidly adhering to kosher laws would have made him a target. And Erik is mostly a pragmatic person, so he would have done what he needed to do. I wouldn’t say that he’d have an occasional craving for cheeseburgers - it’s more of he’d never turn it down because food wastage isn’t a good idea. He’ll likely stick to some of the outside appearances of his religious laws and customs, but good luck getting him back onto the “orthodox” path.
Erik called out as Charles came through the door, a bag laden with groceries on each arm.
"You what—" Charles began, his eyebrows shooting up. Then he remembered the date and shook his head as he continued on to the kitchen, where Erik was manually stirring pasta in a pan on the stove while floating a pan full of garlic bread into the oven with a wave of his hand. "Haha," Charles said as he set the bags on the nearest empty counter, "very funny."
"What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t try to spring at least one April Fools’ joke on you?” Erik asked, reeling Charles in for a quick kiss by a tug on his belt buckle.
"As April Fools’ jokes go, that was a very weak one," Charles remarked, pulling himself away so he could start putting the groceries in their proper places. As he opened the refrigerator to find room for the milk, he asked, "How did Pietro do on his math test?"
Erik shrugged. “You’ll have to ask him. He’s been in his room since he got home.”
"Is Lorna home yet?"
"No, but Wanda is. She’s upstairs."
"Mm," Charles hummed, rearranging the bottom shelves of the refrigerator so he could fit the carton of eggs in. "What’s for dinner?"
Heya, folks. This is a personal appeal to everyone following this blog. When I’m not posting bizarre rants and reblogging pictures of cakes, I make tabletop roleplaying games. I’ve got one Kickstarting right now: Costume Fairy Adventures.
It’s… well, it’s a game where you play fairies.
(Fairies are not good at creative titles.)
At the time of this posting, the Kickstarter is down to its final five days, and it’s still $1800 short of its target. If you’re into RPGs, fairies, or some combination of the two, it’d be fantastic if you could check it out - and if not, please tell your friends!
ALSO I just noticed that in the last post I reblogged the dude’s name was Charles, so feel free to “cherik it” (as the kids are saying nowadays, I believe) and tell me about all of Charles’s unintentional phallic imagery.
(One of my neighbors used to have Christmas lights in their window that were supposed to look like a candle. They looked like a candle in the same way candle salad looks like a candle.)
IMO if Charles put up lights like that, surely it would be on purpose. Maybe to fuck with a tight-assed Home Owners’ Association.
Oh, man, a la aesc’s love of making Shaw a petty tyrant in AUs: Shaw as a fascistic HOA enforcer who’s always citing Erik for having, like, the wrong color blinds, or one dandelion on his lawn. Then Charles moves in and starts pulling shit like the light-up dick tree.
YESSSSSSSSS I LOVE PETTY TYRANT SHAW. I don’t know what it says about me, but I do, and HOA president/enforcer would be right up his alley. His actual work is probably something like mid-level accountant at a big firm (a position that allows him delusions of grandeur), so he uses the HOA as the outlet for his tyrannical impulses. He’s constantly calling meetings to address “issues” like instituting a neighborhood curfew of 7pm to stop kids playing in the street and how residents should be required to toilet-train their dogs because people driving through the neighborhood shouldn’t see residents picking up poop. And lawn care (he adds this with a meaningful look at the seat where Erik should be sitting, since residents all have assigned seats at these meetings), because Shaw is determined to get his house into the Better Homes and Gardens spread and have the subdivision be voted Best HOA of the Year, and he can’t do that if people refuse to properly discipline their lawns.
Charles just so happens to move in right after Shaw hands down the edict that all exterior holiday lights have to be white fairy lights. No colors. No blow-up Santa Clauses. No illuminated plastic nativity scenes. No computer-programmed light shows.
Then, a few days after Erik’s new neighbor moves in, the light-up dick tree appears. Erik stations himself by his front window in the hopes of seeing Shaw’s apoplectic face when Shaw comes by on one of his endless patrols.
And afaik all HOAs can really do is fine people for non-compliance, which does get shitty and tyrannical for people in the real world. But Charles has fuck-off money for MILES, so when Shaw, via the HOA, levies a fine of $50/day for every day the dick tree stays lit up, Charles just keeps the tree lit up and pays the fine.
And then at the HOA meeting, Charles moves for all fines collected by the HOA to be used to pay for everyone’s required mailboxes, so individual families don’t have to pay $120 each for the fancy mailboxes that Shaw chose, threatening to fine anyone who doesn’t have one. Charles further suggests that any leftover funds be used for a neighborhood block party. Both suggestions are affirmed by other members, enraging Shaw, who had been planning to use fine money to buy himself a golf cart to tootle around the neighborhood enforcing his dictums.