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billybennet · 19 days

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Our Last Summer

Alex Summers x reader

Summary: alex summers fix-it fic where he survives! him and the reader initially dislike each other but when they see each other years later they can't help but bring up old feelings they had pushed down.

Warning: graphic depictions of death/killing and animal death

✬ 1962 ✬

“So what can you do sweetcheeks?” Sean (who had declared his new codename as Banshee) asks with a grin.

Y/N stutters, a red flush coming up the back of her neck, “I- um.” She’s still not sure why she's here, honestly. She doesn't want to use her powers to hurt people, but the men who had approached her while she was mindlessly wiping tables at a coffee shop ended up being quite convincing. “Here,” she suggests, walking across the room to where larger shards of glass lay after Banshee’s display.

She bends at the knee, picking up the sharpest shard she could see in the debris. The others hold their breaths. Y/N raises her left hand, taking a deep breath before methodically slicing a long gash down her palm. She watches as the blood trickles down her arm. Stepping forward she displays the wound to the others, before the wound mends itself shut.

The others nod, mildly impressed, before Alex steps forward, pointing a figure at her with his hand still holding a beer, “So you like, have the same power as Darwin… but worse,” he states.

Raven gasps, hitting him with a pillow. “I think it's cool,” she leans forward, resting her head in her hands, “what do you want to be called?”

Y/N shrugs, embarrassed by Alex’s comment, but decides it's better to brush it off, “I don’t know.”

“I think we should call you…” Angel pauses for effect, “Solace! Because like that’s what you’ll be, if you're like, our medic or whatever!”

Alex snorts, earning a glare from the two girls, but a grin from Sean. “Don't look at me,” he raises his hands in defense, “I think it's perfect.”

They girls ignore him, instead opting to look to Y/N for her thoughts. “I really like it, thanks Angel,” she smiles politely, rejoining them on the couch.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Y/N was screwed. The whole team wanted to know how she could be of use other than as a healer. And now Charles wanted her to practice her power. But she hadn't done this since she was a kid, and even then it was an accident. She had tried everyday since then not to do it again. And now here she stood, somewhere in Charles’ basement, standing in a room with a caged rat. Just her and the rat.

Charles was smart enough to know she would never do it with him watching, even now, she debated letting the rat go and getting some ketchup from the kitchen and splattering it everywhere. But she knew she had to do it. Shaw was evil. He has to be stopped. Or we're all dead, Y/N thought to herself. You can do this.

She approaches the table where the cage sat, stopping a few inches from it. She lifts the hatch at the top of the cage, places her hand in the opening, wincing as her hand touches the poor animal’s body, her powers searching its anatomy. Y/N can feel its heartbeat, the blood rushing through its veins, all its organs working to keep it alive. She scrunches her face tightly, that dark feeling creeping up, the feeling she usually pushes away.

Instead, today she takes a deep breath, before letting the darkness overcome her. The rat squeals, she feels its organs constrict, before imploding one by one. It weeps in pain, but Y/N persists, watching as the rat's bones snap at unnatural angles. She looks into the creature's eyes, before her power rushes to its brain and heart, killing it instantly.

There are tears in her eyes, but Y/N feels no sadness. She brushes them aside, stands up straight, and exits the room.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“... and Y/N do what you have to,” Charles makes a pointed look at the girl.

Alex snorts, “What’s she gonna do? Heal them to death?”

Instead of retorting to Alex, which she had gotten comfortable doing in the past few weeks, Y/N looks Charles in the eyes, to which he nods assuredly. “Now go!” he exclaims.

Her fellow team members were quick to break into fights with the Hellfire Club. Y/N on the other hand, was dodging stray punches and mostly playing as the distraction. But then, out of the corner of her eyes, she spots Riptide sending a massive whirlwind towards Alex, who tries to dodge it but is trapped by the wreckage of the Caspartina. Y/N quickly judges the distance from where she stood, and decides to take the risk. Thankfully her running towards him distracts Riptide enough to miss Alex by inches. Unluckily, he manages to get a smaller whirlwind out and sends it harshly into Y/N’s chest. She flies through the air, landing on her back. Alex is quick to retaliate, sending a blast towards Riptide, which hits him effectively, sending him flying backwards towards where Y/N was climbing to her feet. Riptide had not been knocked to the ground, and once he regained his bearings he began charging up another whirlwind. Do what you have to, Charles’ words rang in her ears as she rushed from behind the enemy, hand outstretched. As soon as she makes contact, the darkness inside of her reaches out and clenches around the man’s heart, before crushing it completely. Riptide’s whirlwind falters, before he collapses to his knees, falling face first into the sand.

Y/N stands there, hand extended, looking at the dead man on the sand. It isn’t until Alex yelling her name, and rushing to her side that she snapped back to reality. Looking up to see at least a hundred missiles in the sky, aimed right for the beach. He is careful not to touch her but ushers her to where the others are now huddled near Erik and Charles as they yell at one another. None of it registers to her. She can't stop looking back and forth between her hands and the missiles being tossed around in the sky.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Are you okay?” this may be the nicest conversation Y/N and Alex had ever had, and Y/N had only said 3 words. Alex nods, but Y/N knows, she's not that stupid, they were just in a huge fight, there's no way he's unharmed, even someone as powerful as Alex. “You know you can't lie to me,” she tries to lighten the mood with a grin.

Alex winces, “Why didn't you tell us about the,” he waves his hand vaguely in the direction of the beach where Riptides now dead body lays, “not-healing thing?”

Y/N looks down at her hands, “It was something I wanted to forget… Push down, never use… But Charles had other plans,” she shrugs, finally looking up at the boy. He nods, reaching out to take one of her hands in his. “Do you trust me?” she whispers.

“Yes,” Alex states, squeezing her hand tightly. Y/N relaxes, a small smile forming as the familiar lightness of her power courses through Alex’s body, healing his wounds. He sucks in a deep breath, before stretching his leg, a laugh bubbling up from within him, “Did you heal my old torn ACL?” Y/N grins, shrugging at him before stepping back and heading to heal some of the other team members.

✬ 1983 ✬

“...You know what Jubliee? I'll look into that for you, okay?” Y/N walks alongside the young girl down the main stairs in the manor.

“Thanks Y/N! You're the best!” she runs off, skipping down the rest of the stairs. Y/N’s eyes follow her before landing on someone she never thought she'd see again. She almost didn’t recognize him in his preppy clothes, but that blonde hair and mole on his neck was unmistakable.

Alex’s head turns to the side, looking to the staircase, his eyes growing wide at the sight of the mutant stopped halfway down. “Y/N!” he exclaims loud enough to shock his younger brother standing next to him. Hank is unfazed by Alex’s lack of interest in what he’d been saying. Instead Beast grins as he sees Y/N rush down the stairs and wrap her arms tightly around the blonde's neck. She leans back, her hands finding a comfortable spot on his biceps, his still resting on her hips. “I-I, um… It’s so good to see you!” Y/N quickly realizes how awkward she had made the situation.

“You too,” Alex whispers, staring intently at her, drinking in all of the changes in her face over the years.

Scott clears his throat uncomfortably, and Hank glares at him despite the boy not being able to see him. Hank’s mad that this kid is ruining what he's been hoping to see all along. He hadn't noticed it at the beginning, no, it had happened sometime around Cuba. But the two had grown quite fond of each other, Hank often caught them being rather intimate, regardless of the fact that they claimed back and forth to only be ‘friends’.

✬ 1962 ✬

Y/N sat on the windowsill in her bedroom, book in hand, the afternoon sun providing the perfect reading light. There’s a soft tap at her door, but before she could even grab her bookmark, Alex has entered her room, taking in the few personal touches and how she had not made her bed this morning.

“Hey,” he steps forward slowly, after spotting her on her perch.

“Hey,” she replies, quickly searching for the bookmark she swore she placed next to her. She smiles triumphantly when she finds it tucked under her leg, and places it in her book. She goes to stand, but when she looks up, Alex has already crossed the room, standing just a few feet from her.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, eyes still wandering the room. Was he nervous?

“Not bad, you?” Y/N steps forward, closing the gap between the two almost completely.

“Good, great, actually,” he nods.

“What are you doing here..?” Y/N asks with a tilt of her head.

“Do you trust me?” Alex repeats the question from the day on the beach in Cuba, with just as much conviction as Y/N had. She nods in response, over the past couple weeks the two had talked more than ever and Alex wasn't as much of an asshole as she had previously thought. He leans forward, hands brushing her hips as he connects his lips with hers. Y/N sinks deeply into the kiss at first, a giddy feeling rising in her chest.

Then Alex’s hands snake under her shirt, and a pit forms in her stomach, and not the good kind either. Suddenly she could feel him, or moreso his body, more than she would like, she pulled away, backing into the windowsill, breathless. “Is everything alright?” Alex asks, genuine concern laced in his voice.

“I-,” starts, breath hitching in her throat, she wanted to do this. But she knew she couldn't. Alex steps forward cautiously, hands about to touch her forearms, “I can't,” she gestures towards his outstretched hands, “do this.”

He looks down, towards where she held her hands parallel to his, wanting to interact, but an invisible force stopping her. “Riptide?” he asks, looking up into her eyes. She is quick to look away, ashamed that this kill has taken such a toll on her. “It’s okay,” he assures, hands floating up to rest on her shoulders but stopping just centimeters away. “We'll get through this,” once again, his instinct was to cup her cheek, but instead he opts for brushing a strand of hair out of her face gently, “together.”

✬ 1983 ✬

“So,” Alex clears his throat, as he and Hank walk away from the dorm room they had dropped Scott off in to rest for the evening until supper. “How long has Y/N been back?”

Hank grins, nodding his head to himself, “Since, oh gosh, it's been like 10 years, hasn't it? After Erik’s last scandal, at least.”

“And you two are like… what?” Alex draws his strides longer so the two could chat without the prying ears around the main hallways.

Hank laughs, “Friends? Like we always have been?” He takes a moment to take in Alex, who seems unsettled and unsure, and Hank has an inkling what it's about, “She's missed you, you know. I think she always hoped you would have come back when you got discharged from the army.”

Alex nods, watching his feet intently, regret written all over his face, “I screwed up, huh?” He looks to his comrade.

“Not yet,” Hank claps him on the back before heading down the hall towards Charles’ office.

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Y/N was pissed, mostly at herself. Somehow, due her daydream-filled-head likely, she hadn’t noticed a certain group of kids were missing. “Hank!” she called to the brunette ahead of her in the hall.

Hank turns, he has a solemn look on his face, “Yes, Y/N?”

She frowns, “Is everything okay? I was just gonna ask if you’d seen Jubilee, yesterday I told her I’d look into-”

“Y/N!” She hears her name moments before she is tackled in a hug from behind.

“Raven? What are you doing here?” she turns in the woman’s arms, embracing her just as tight as she had been seconds prior.

“Ah, you know,” she waves off the thought, “Just found a straggler, figured this would be the right place to bring him.” Raven beams down at the woman she considered one of her only friends.

Y/N grins happily, but Hank lets out a disgruntled huff from beside them. Before Y/N can inquire what’s gotten into him, Charles wheels through the front door, Alex and Moira MacTaggert on his heels. “Raven?” he repeats the phrase in a similarly surprised tone Y/N had had moments before.

“Moira?” she responds, eyes barely even glancing at Charles. Moira gapes at the woman, unsure if she recognizes her.

“Will you excuse us for a moment?” Charles asks Moira, “Raven, follow me,” he instructs, and leads her to his office.

Y/N is quick to turn back to the guest in the mansion, “Hi, I’m Y/N, it’s great to meet you.”

“Moira, it’s nice to meet you too,” she extends her hand for Y/N to shake, which she does. Then Moira turns to Hank who introduces himself politely and shakes her hand as well.

“This place is amazing, and strangely familiar…” Moira looks around the foyer, examining the architecture.

Y/N panics, looking to Alex, then Hank for help. “Hahah, yeah, I’m sure you’ve been to a lot of lovely mansions, working so high up in the government and all,” she manages to come up with.

“Yeah, yeah…” Moira agrees absentmindedly, running her hand along the table in the center of the room. “Wait, how did you know where I work?” she snaps back to.

“Oh, haha,” the younger girl chuckles nervously, “Charles has been talking about going to see you for a while.”

Moira nods, then resumes examining the building. A minute or so passes and Y/N looks at Alex with pleading eyes, but before he could get something out, Moira is pondering again, “I swear I’ve been here before.”

“Old houses,” Hank replies dejectedly, “They all look the same.” With Moira’s back still turned from the group, Alex makes a displeased face at the man but he ignores it.

“Would all of you like to come with me?” Charles announces, as he and Raven return from the office. Y/N goes to interject about the missing kids, but the look on Charles’ face makes her silence herself, he was deadly serious.

“Where are we going?” Moira asks as they walk down the hall to the elevator.

“Downstairs… It’s a little… different from the rest of the school,” Charles replies.

Xavier leads the group downstairs and towards Cerebro, an uneasiness settles over Y/N’s form. Sensing her tenseness, out of instinct, Alex’s hand reaches over and squeezes her’s tightly, surprising Y/N. Although, she stops herself from pulling away, instead she looks up at Alex, who is already watching her, and squeezes his hand back, before slipping her hand away and following the group.

Charles uses Cerebro to locate Erik, who has been suffering since the loss of his wife and daughter. But it quickly turns sour, with Hank yelling for him to get out, and when he doesn’t respond, Hank attempts to remove the headpiece, but it shocks him and causes Charles to begin screaming in pain. “Alex!” Charles finally manages to get out, “Destroy it! Destroy everything! Destroy Cerebro!” Alex rushes forward, in front of where everyone is standing and looks back at Xavier for confirmation, “Wreak Havok!” Charles exclaims. Alex lets loose, sending plasma beams from his chest and arms, trying to thoroughly destroy the machine quickly. Finally it catches fire and the hold it has on Charles breaks, Y/N rushes to Alex’s side to help him through the rubble, while Raven helps Moira and Hank guides Charles.

Outside Cerebro, you all attempt to catch your breath, but a buzzing gains your attention down the hall. A force field appears, and within it Erik, alongside a handful of mutants. “Erik-” Raven manages to squeak out before Charles is being yanked down the hall by his metal wheelchair, she screams. Alex is quick to rush down the hall, yelling after them, “Hey! Asshole!”

“All will be revealed, my child,” the larger blue pigmented man replies.

Y/N and Hank run forward when they see Alex stop and begin to power up. “Alex!” Y/N screeches.

“Stop!” Hank yells, before him and Y/N halt and scream “No!” simultaneously, knowing exactly what was about to happen before it did.

The red blast emits from Alex’s chest, and before he could register what was happening, Erik and co. were gone, and his energy was hitting the core of the quinjet Hank had been building. Hank instinctually wraps an arm around Y/N to protect her from the blast.

In the blink of an eye Y/N and Hank had collapsed on the ground outside of the mansion, the eruption sounding behind them. “No!” Y/N cries, “Alex!” she pushes Hank off of her, jumping to her feet, scanning the grass around her. To her right, there he lay, terribly burned and unmoving. She falls to the ground at his side, shaking him lightly, “Alex,” she whispers, tears filling her eyes. She feels the power within her begin to work, slowly, but she has hope when his heart begins to beat a little faster. Hank is talking to someone beside her but she hears only mumbling, her head flowing with too many thoughts as the burns heal slower than her powers have ever worked.

“Where’s Alex?” Scott’s voice cuts through to Y/N, his voice laced with worry, “Where’s my brother?” Soon Scott was sliding on his knees at the side of his brother. “Alex?” he shakes him by the shoulders, causing Y/N to lose focus. Alex’s breathing becomes rugged, causing Scott to worry more.

“Hey!” Hank steps forward, pulling the boy up onto his feet, “Let her work okay? She’s trying to save him.”

Y/N dives back into her work, healing the man she loves one cell at a time. It was tedious work, but she would do it forever if she could only talk to him again. Soon, but not soon enough, the lightness of his skin begins to return, his breathing becoming even, and his heart rate slowing to a steady thump thump thump. When his blue eyes flutter open, Y/N thought her own heart might’ve stopped. “Alex!” she exclaims breathlessly.

“Hey,” he tried to get out but his voice was brittle. She shushed him, letting her powers work a little fast now that he was awake and seemingly well. “I,” he starts before clearing his throat, “I never told you-” he tries.

“Don’t,” Y/N interjects, looking into his eyes and knowing what he was going to say, because she wanted to say it too.

He moves up a little, leaning on his elbows to get a better look at her face, “I love you,” he whispers anyway.

Y/N melts a little, “Alex!” Scott exclaims, seeing his brother is now awake. He practically throws himself on top of the blonde, much to everyone’s displeasure.

“Ow!” Alex exclaims, though there is a wide grin across his face. “What did you miss me or something?” Scott playfully pushes Alex’s shoulder, earning him a glare from Y/N. Scott takes it as this isn’t the moment to have a brotherly bonding moment, and retreats with his hands raised in surrender.

When the two were alone again, Y/N brought her hand up to cup Alex’s face, her thumb tracing his cheekbone, “I’ve always loved you, Alex Summers.”

Fuck it, Alex tells himself, leaning forward and capturing her lips with his, hoping this might actually be his time.

#alex summers #alex summers x reader #x men #x men apocalypse #x men first class #havok

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bardicious · 8 months

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Things about X-Men series I still hate:

Moira MacTaggert's entire existence. Possibly one of the worst cases of no homo I've seen in modern day. (Especially freaking ridiculous because First Class was written as a tragic love story between Charles and Erik, not Charles and her - fucking hell, they looked barely into each other in both of these films. Infuriating.)

Mystique's arc after DoFP, she was mostly just annoying and self righteous, despite really not having the moral high ground for it. Placed there just to bitch at Charles, which is beyond infuriating. Also the way she makes no effort to meet Charles' half way (I mean, maybe she's essentially making up with attitude for being raised by him)

Charles arc in Dark Phoenix, bullshit, nonsensical, I'm not having it, just no. Also the whole costume department that movie, atrocious, just no. In fact, I'm just blocking it from my brain entirely. (Except for the general feel any Cherik moments, which are always good)

Erik's family in Apocalypse are fine, but underutilized. I like them, but honestly feel like, idk, could have been written better.

More emphasis on Apocalypse persuasion (which likely meddled with all his "underlings" actual emotions and thought processes). Generally leaning into the monster arc.

Pointless deaths: Darwin, Scott, Alex. (As much as it hurts, the ones with some sense like: Jean, Sean, Charles, Emma, etc. make sense to me)

Raven/Hank's love arcs after DoFP, listen, it's over, they're no Cherik, we should have dropped that like a hot potato.

Peter not getting to tell Erik he's his son. Like, come on. Or even having any relationship with him??

Alex not being Scott's father. It's ridiculous that he's his brother. Like, I get there are people with siblings that are way older than them, but it kinda feeds into the ridiculous aspect of the movie where no one really ages.

In general, wish Alex had more time with Charles in these movies, and additional focus on Charles being a father figure to the OG crew as well as the new crew.

Y'all, I'm probably forgetting some stuff, but GOD, makes the movies slightly frustrating to watch, despite them being my favorites (Except for Dark Phoenix, literally fuck you)

#The Adventures of Loki and the Other Ones #Marvel #x-men #xmen first class #xmen dofp #xmen apocalypse #logan #xmen 2000 #xmen the last stand #cherik #moira mctaggart is okay in first class - cause it shows how unbelievably disinterested charles is in other people outside of erik and #other mutants #erik like he's found an equal - the mutants like he's found his people #moira he tends to treat like the other humans - a nice person - who he views as someone to protect and look after #but not one that will understand him intellectually or equally #which is fine - charles maybe all about living in harmony with humans - but like eric there is definitely a superiority there in terms of #his abilities #then you got fuckin raven - who is fine and understandable in the first two films #and becomes progressively annoying in the next two movies #like??? Im just so annoyed.

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myshitnothingtoseehere · 2 days

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Grishaverse X-men First Class AU

Durast - Erik and Darwin

Heartrender - Charles (plus he’s an amplifier)

Tailor - Raven

Alkemi - Hank (his experiment went wrong)

Squallers - Janos, Angel, Sean and Azazel

Inferni - Alex Summers

Healer - Logan (I can see him as a very non orthodox healer)

Plus human Moira of course

Lots of Six of Crows vibes

#xmen #cherik #grishaverse #shadow and bone #six of crows #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #raven darkholme #xmen first class

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negative-speedforce · 3 months

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☕️Stop. Nerfing. The coolest characters. Just to draw a fight scene out a little longer.

(I mean seriously, it happens way too often. They set up a character who actually has a really cool power set, then realize that power set would make a fight scene over really quickly and off the character in the most batshit, usually canon-deviant way. Darwin in X-Men First Class. Alex and Warren in X-Men Apocalypse. Rick and Abner in The Suicide Squad. Fucking STOP killing characters right when they're about to reach a good character arc)

YES OMG THAT IS SO FREAKING STUPID. The Flash is extremely guilty of this, like, they had Eobard Thawne, The Flash's archnemesis. his equal, killed by one blast of light from some rando who joined the team last season. Like... why tho?

#ask revan #practically-an-x-man

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ilikestuff69 · 9 months

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My X-Men Fancast

Charles Xavier played by Mark Strong

Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto played by Jason Isaacs

Scott Summers/Cyclops played by Mason Gooding

Jean Grey/Phoenix played by Katherine McNamara

Bobby Drake/Iceman played by Gabriel LaBelle

Warren Worthington/Angel played by Ross Lynch

Logan/Wolverine played by Tom Hardy or Taron Egerton

Ororo Munroe/Storm played by Aja Naomi King

Hank McCoy/Beast played by Tyler Hoechlin

Raven Darkhölme/Mystique played by Claudia Doumit

Anna Marie/Rogue played by Keke Palmer

Remy LeBeau played by Dacre Montgomery

Kathrine Pryde/Shadowcat played by Isabelle Fuhrman

Piotr Rasputin/Colossus played by Alexander Ludwig

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler played by Mena Massoud

Lorna Dane/Polaris played by Thomasin McKenzie

Sean Cassidy/Banshee played by Paul Mescal

Alex Summers/Havok played by Kelvin Harrison Jr.

Emma Frost played by Jodie Comer

Jubilation Lee/Jubilee played by Madison Hu

Betsy Braddock/Psylocke played by Jessica Henwick

Victor Creed/Sabretooth played by Alan Ritchson

Lucas Bishop played by Yahya Abdul-Mateen II

Armando Muñoz/Darwin played by Jacob Anderson

St. John Allerdyce/Pyro played by Jacob Bertrand

James Madrox/Multiple Man played by Glen Powell

Clarice Ferguson/Blink played by Lyrica Okano

Alison Blaire/Dazzler played by Madison Iseman

Bobby du Costa/Sunspot played by Rome Flynn

Tabitha Smith/Boom-Boom played by Victoria Pedretti

Mortimer Toynbee/Toad played by Levi Miller

ForgetMeNot played by Brett Gelman

Glob Herman played by Tyler Labine

Bailey Hoskins played by Mason Thames

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fandomxo00 · 2 months

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X-men - First Class: Part 7- Erik Lehnsheer, Magneto

warnings: fluffy, mentions of past violence, character death, smut 18+, fingering, make out session.

word count: 1.6k

CIA BASE

Moira had gotten a call from the CIA Facility, being quickly informed that Shaw had shown up and killed over a dozen. Sadly, one of the new mutants, Darwin, who had the ablity to adapt to his surroundings, had died by the hands of Shaw. Erik had a blank expression on his face you knew what he felt far more than what he displayed. Charles wasn't quiet about his thoughts on the way back. You wonder if Erik had spoken to Charles about his perspective . That Erik may have been right and you would've listened is there a chance that Darwin would be alive if they hadn't found him?

Charles led the group over to the new mutants, Raven, and Hank. "We've made arrangements for you to be taken home immediately." Charles greeted.

"We're not going home." Cassidy declared; he was who they named, Banshee.

"What?" Charles nipped.

"And Alex isn't going back to prison." Cassidy pointed over to Alex, or rather named Havoc.

"He killed Darwin." Alex stated, one thing you didn't understand is why Darwin couldn't adapt to whatever threat Shaw presented.

"They want to stick together." You explained. "It's all we have, to be unite as one "

"She's right, Charles. Darwin is dead and we can't even bury him. " Raven added.

"We can avenge him." Erik suggested, everyone turned to look at Erik as he stood next to you.

"Erik, a word please." Charles directed as you turned towards the group. You closed your eyes, tapping into Erik's mind. Though if he wished to have privacy the gates of his mind, would be close to a wall that you had taught him to grow. "They're just kids."

"No, they were kids. Shaw has his army, we need ours." Erik retorted as Charles turned away from Erik and you turned to find him staring at you.

"She's sly." Charles commented. "We'll have to train. All of us. Yes?"

You hummed out a yes as Charles turned back to the rest of the group. Then Hank brought up an argument. "Well we can't stay here. Even if they reopen the department, it's not safe. W'eve got nowhere to go."

"Yes, we do." Charles assured. Moira pulled out the keys to the truck as Charles nodded his head towards the back. "Load up." The rest of you climbed into the back, Erik was behind you his hands going to your hips and helping you up into the truck. You had shown a sense of loyalty going with him and he knew that he could trust you. He followed you into the back of the truck. His hands fall to your lap when you sat down, your hand coming down to cup his hand and start a mean game of thumb war.

He started the game and you assumed that he did it now because earlier he had been too nervous to even think about playing a silly game. You grinned over at him as you won the first round. Erik couldn't help but let out a chuckle fall from his mouth.

Moments like these reminded you of when you were first falling in love with Erik. When you sat in a booth together, the lights were dimmed in the restaurant. Your knees were point towards Erik and he possessively had a hand draping over your thigh. It started with your small hand spreading his hand open before tracing the lines of his hands. Then you slipped your hand into his and he flipped over your hands and brought it up to his mouth. Erik left a soft kiss with his plush lips, his deep blue eyes looking up into yours as he laid the kiss upon your skin. You smiled over at him before lining up your thumbs and looked down at you with amusement in his eyes.

"Play a thumb war with me?" You asked in a sweet way that made Erik desperately want to know what this game was.

"I have never-." Erik started as you gasped before moving your thumb under his.

"The goal is to squish my thumb under yours." You explained, "Whoever is on top is the winner?" He had quirked a suggestive brow at that, leaning in to you as you giggled before batting him away with your hand. "Do you wanna play or-?"

"Sure, sure." Erik gave in before letting you win the first round, he had picked up the game rather quickly and his thumb was rather larger than yours and it would've been easy to dominate my thumb.

As Erik won the next match, you pulled up to a large mansion. You peaked through the small window. The group was silent as they took in the mansion. Everyone in the back we're eager to scramble out of the back.

"This is yours?" Cassidy asked.

"No, it's ours." Charles corrected.

"Honestly Charles, I don't know how you survived living in such hardships." Erik mocked.

Raven moved forward, tucking her arms into Charles side, "Well it was a hardship softened by me." Charles pulled her into his side and pressed a kiss to the side of her head. "C'mon, time for the tour."

Raven enthusiastically showed the group around the mansion before escorting each of us to a respective room. "I'll put you two right next to each other.

"That won't be necessary, I'll be staying with her." Erik declared as you met his eyes, genuine confusion reflected back in your eyes. Erik moved over to the door and you followed in after her. "Finally get you alone." His hands moved to your him as he captured your lips. His hands moved up, framing your face as he pushed your hair back, his elbows gently resting on your shoulders. Erik's kiss grew more intense as his tongue snuck out to taste your mouth. Your hands rest on his waist, you were completely focused on Erik.

You knew that Erik didn't act this way around others for a reason. He refused to ever look weak and you were his weakness. You wondered why he wanted you next to him during battle, you knew that he didn't want anyone to take advantage of their relationship. But it was clear he cared about you and you offered your relentless trust. His hands move down your curves and he pulls you on to a nearby dresser. There was no time to waste as you peaked into Erik's mind, hear his thoughts of lust and desire. He needed to be close to you but he didn't have much time. Erik had to meet Charles in about fifteen minutes, he wonders if he could satisfy you in time.

Erik didn't care about himself as you melted against him. His goal was to make you feel good and he was succeeding. This was his way of showing you he cared for you, when he couldn't say it allowed, you understood him. His hands gripped your thick thighs pushing them apart and his hands going to the button of your skirt. A part of him wanted you to keep the skirt on, he wanted to rip into your dainty tights. But he loved the black lace that adorned your skin and he wouldn't mind seeing you wear them again. So he tugged down your skirt once it was loosened around your hips, before his hand came down to cup your covered heat. Your legs moved around his waist the material rubbing against his skin and making his dick strain against his jeans.

His fingers connected with your bud, Erik's lips slowly moving against your hips s your movements were delayed from his rough fingers. He felt the wetness ooze from between your folds. Erik didn't wait to slip a finger into you, curving it against the spongy part inside of you. You breathlessly moan into his mouth and he absolutely sucks it up. He was careful with his movements, stringing you along and letting your orgasm grow in your belly. Erik let out a breath before snuggling his head into your neck. He rubbed his nose against your skin before beginning to suck on your neck. "I wanna taste you." He growled, his voices rough and his accent thick. You rolled your head back as he slipped another finger inside of you. He grinds against your thigh and he pressed his thumb into your clit.

"Erik." You moaned.

"Yes, Liebling?" Erik grunted, you let out a pitiful cry as you rutt your hips against Erik's hands. "Will you be good and come all over my fingers?"

"Yes." You whispered, leaning into kiss you on the lips. Erik devoured your mouth as you felt pressure welling up in your stomach, making you arch your back into him. His fingers moving harder before you orgasm, trembling against him.

"Look at me." Erik drawled, and you force yourself to open your eyes and meet his gaze. You shuttered as his blue eyes examined you, watching every twitch and every tremble. Your orgasm explodes through you and he slowly moves his fingers inside of you to help you ride out your high. His fingers slip out of you and he brings his digits to his mouth, the hum lets out sends a shiver down your spine. Erik leant against the dresser to kiss you, your shaky hands falling to his chest. His kiss was longingly as he moved back to look down at you. "I've got to meet Charles." Erik sighed as your hands rubbed against his chest. "Come with me?" He gazed into your eyes.

"Well, I'll need my skirt." You retorted, as he gave you toothy grin, his blue eyes shimmering as he handed you the skirt and lightly pecking his lips.

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Glass and Gold Child

Chapter 1: One Day in the Life of Alex Yates

Word Count: 2 k

Warning: Strong language, alcohol abuse

a/n: Hello everyone! In my mission to write as many Michael and David characters as I can, here's another effort: a wee rewrite of There She Goes with my OC.

2015:

Simon had been trying to get Rosie to calm down all morning. Ben just watched that disaster unfold while their father tried to drag her back from the park to have dinner.

"Where's your sister when we need her?" Simon groaned, pulling Rosie away from a car that she ran to because the license plate had a big X on it, her absolute favorite.

"What's going on?" Alex asked when she came back from her judo practice. She still wore her white trousers with a black tank top and her brown belt wrapped around her waist.

"Fuck, Alexandra, there you are! Can you…?"

"Hey, Rosie!" She greeted with a big smile.

"X! X!" The little girl called.

"That's me, come on, are you gonna be good or will I have to give these wotsits to Dad?"

Rosie let out a happy screech when she saw the blue package and reached for it. It was never too quiet around her, she was always making noises to communicate, but those happy noises were always welcome.

She took the snack from Alex and gave her older sister a clumsy hug.

"Can you say thank you?" Alexandra asked.

In response, Rosie did the sign in BSL and her sister ruffled her hair.

"You're a miracle worker," Simon sighed as they walked from the park. "You can't be going around and leaving us alone. She needs you."

"You hear how insane that sounds, Dad?" Ben chuckled. "She's not her mum, besides, she was at practice not even hanging out."

"Not helping, Ben," he hissed.

"It went well then?" Emily, the matriarch of the family, asked while she prepared the food.

"As well as it can go," Simon murmured, watching the kids get around the table. "I was thinking, what if we never send Alex to college?"

"What? Are you insane?"

"You know what I mean! Sometimes she's the only one who can calm Rosie down and can you imagine the epic meltdown that Darwin's little exception is gonna have when her big sis moves out?"

"Simon, we can't just ask Alex not to live her life. We're their parents, it's our job to look after them, not hers."

"Now you just sound like Ben!"

"Because even an 11-year-old boy has more common sense than you! She's 17, she'll leave eventually, we're gonna have to make it work."

"Remember when it was just her?" Simon smiled.

"When you were not a total prick? Yeah, I remember."

2001:

"Where's Daddy?" Alexandra asked, crawling on the floor, even after she learned how to walk, she still loved to crawl.

"He's coming home, remember when I told you about Daddy working to buy your Christmas presents?" Emily picked up her little girl and kissed her forehead. "Why do you love Daddy so much? Can't it be Mummy?"

"No! Only Daddy," Alex laughed at her mother's expression when she said that.

"Where are my girls?" Simon opened the door and opened his arms to take his daughter. "There's my little princess! How you doing, sweet pea?"

"Good! I missed you!"

"I missed you too!" He bounced her and kissed all over her chubby little cheeks. "Oh, there's my queen."

"Good one," Emily laughed. "She's been talking about you all day, she's a little chatterbox."

"Aww but that's cute! Remember when she'd speak full sentences before she could even walk? It was a nice party trick."

"I know, and it's cute, but I do hope our next daughter is less chatty. For my sanity."

"I heard that!" Alex gasped.

"See, now you hurt my little princess!" Simon joked. "Can you get me a beer, Em?"

"Noooo I don't like beer Daddy," the little girl cried.

"Wow, that is not concerning at all…" Emily arched an eyebrow. "Did Daddy ever hurt you after drinking beer?"

"Only on the inside…"

"No! I'm not-! You meant your heart, right? I hurt your feelings?" Simon asked, panicked.

"Yeah, you were mean."

"See, Em? Never say that again, sweetie, people might get the wrong idea and then they'll take Daddy to jail. Is that what you want?"

"No! We need to watch Barbie and the Nutcracker!"

"Good girl, if Daddy's in jail he can't watch Barbie and the Nutcracker with you."

2006:

"HIYAAAAAA!" Alex jumped on her father's stomach after bringing him to the floor with a rather flawless valley drop.

"Jesus Christ! That's what we're paying for? For you to learn how to kill your father in karate?" Simon groaned, curling up into a ball.

"It's judo, Daddy!" She laughed.

"Oh pardon me, I wouldn't wanna be rude to the little girl who just broke my ribs. You're always complaining I'm not home enough and when I am, you just wanna punish me."

Alexandra frowned and wrapped her little arms around him, kissing his cheek. She did complain because ever since her mum got pregnant, she would barely see him at all.

He was always 'at work' or with his friends and whenever she saw him, it was beer Daddy, not the one she loved.

"I'm sorry, I didn't wanna hurt you."

"Hey, sweetheart, it's okay," Simon assured, kissing the top of her head. "Daddy's sorry, okay? I wish I could be home more, but- it's hard to explain, my baby. Sometimes grown-ups do silly things even when they know it's wrong and then when they try to undo it, they can't right away. But I promise I'll make it better."

"Are you and Mummy getting divorced?"

"Why did you have to be such a smart girl?" He sighed. "I don't know, darling, I don't want to, but sometimes it's what's best for mummies and daddies."

"And then we'll never see you again?"

"Of course you'll see me, Alex! Even if one day I'm no longer Mummy's husband, I'm still your and your siblings' daddy, that'll never change. You're stuck with me for life, kiddo. Is that okay? You being stuck with your old man?"

"That's okay," Alex smiled. "I wanna come live with you if you leave."

"Why is that, princess?" Simon sat up, a bit worried that she'd given that whole thing so much thought. She shouldn't be pondering on that sort of thing.

"Because Mummy loves Rosie more. She only ever holds Rosie and talks to Rosie and about Rosie."

"Awww Alex, that's not true," he took her in his arms, stroking her long dark waves. "Mummy is only busy with Rosie because she was just born. She's just a little baby and she was born really small, she needs attention."

"I know, but when Ben was born, it wasn't like that. Mummy still loved me when he was a baby."

"Mummy still loves you now, sweetie, don't worry. But if you ever wanna come live with me, that'll be okay and… I mean, not that we're actually getting divorced. That's not happening as far as I'm concerned. Okay?"

"Okay… is it time to go to judo yet?"

"Yeah, it's time, come on."

Simon grabbed her Barbie backpack with her uniform and a little snack.

"Are you gonna stay and watch me?" Alex asked hopefully.

"I can't, sweetie. Daddy's meeting Aunt Helen, but I'll be there when you're done," Simon picked her up and looked up the stairs. "Em! I'm taking the little monster to judo!"

Father and daughter took the train, as Simon wouldn't learn how to drive to save his life, and he dropped her off at her class.

Alex saw Daddy leave and wanted to cry, to scream about how he never sat to watch her practices anymore like the other parents did, but she didn't. She was brave and put on her uniform all by herself.

She diligently got through her class and changed back into her street clothes, excited to tell her father that she was getting a new belt soon.

"Hey, I'm getting the yellow-orange belt, Daddy. It means I'm halfway to getting my orange belt which is my favorite color! I can't wait!" She whispered to herself as she sat right outside the dojo with the other kids.

One by one, the kids were picked up by their parents, but Alexandra stayed there, swinging her little legs and rehearsing what to say to Dad when he finally arrived.

"Yeah, she's still here," the sensei said into the phone. "Don't worry, I know you have a new baby at home, Mrs. Yates, I can drive her. It's no problem."

Alex never got to say her perfectly rehearsed lines celebrating her new achievement. She sat in silence the entire car ride back to her house and when her mother opened the door, she burst into tears.

"Hey, hey sweetie, it's okay," Emily hugged her after putting Rosie down in the crib. "Don't cry, baby. I'm sorry you were scared."

"I wasn't scared! He didn't come and he told me he would! Why won't anyone love me anymore?" Alexandra hit her head on the wall a few times before her mother could catch her.

"Mum? Why is Al hurting herself? Don't hurt yourself, Al!" Ben whispered, bringing her a pillow.

"Hear that? Your brother is worried about you, he loves you and so do I, so does Rosie, so does Daddy. And your grandparents, Aunt Soph…"

"Daddy doesn't love me, he left me there. He's not my daddy anymore!"

"It's not true, Al, you're his precious little princess and he just made a mistake. He forgot he was supposed to be there or he missed the train- the point is, everyone makes mistakes," Emily said even though she was also furious with her husband and that was far from his first fuck up. "Tell me how was class, let me make you something to eat."

"I get a yellow-orange belt next week, I'm not hungry," Alex said while she stomped up the stairs to get to her bedroom.

She hid in there all afternoon and when it was almost time to sleep, the door slowly opened and Simon came in stumbling over himself.

"Mummy just told me what happened, I'm so sorry, my pumpkin pie. I lost track of time, when I realized it was already eight," he slurred.

"Get out of here! You stink, I hate beer Daddy! I hate all daddies! I hate you!"

"I understand, I get it. I love you though and I'm really sorry," he said, too embarrassed to look her in the eye. "Mum told me you're getting a new belt? That's exciting, you're one closer to orange, your favorite."

"Whatever, if you cared you would've watched me."

"I swear, I promise next week I'll be there to see it."

"No, you won't! I don't believe you anymore. Go away, I'm going to sleep."

2015:

"That is my monster, it's ears are so fluffy!" Alex read and closed the book. "Now, my little monster Rosie, it's time for bed."

The noise her sister made was indication she wasn't happy about it.

"I know, I know you don't want to. But let me tell you something. I know you can't talk, but you understand me, right? You get what X is saying?"

Rosie didn't nod or give any proof that it was true, but she stared directly at Alex, she was listening.

"If you close your eyes and fall asleep, you can play with the nice monsters and Hippo in dreamland. Right here," she touched Rosie's head. "Don't you wanna play with Hippo and the monsters from the book? Yeah, I know. So please, close your eyes and sleep, alright? I love you, pretty girl."

When Alexandra put up the gate to stop her sister from leaving the room, she noticed her parents were watching from afar.

"Sorry, I'm gonna go wash the dishes now," she chuckled, knowing she was behind on her chores.

"No! Don't you dare, Alex," Emily hugged her tightly. "You help more than enough and honestly I feel bad about it sometimes. Daddy will do the dishes."

"What? Why me?" Simon yelped. "I mean, yeah, I agree she shouldn't have to after getting Rosie to sleep, but why me?"

"Because you're a lazy arse," Alexandra laughed.

"You know what? Let's just order some pizza and relax while we have a little time," Emily suggested.

"Ah come on! We order pizza every week, let's have something different," Simon wrapped his arms around each of them.

"I don't think lazy arses have the right to decide," Alex laughed. "Come on, let's play a game while we wait. Oh! And remember tomorrow everyone needs to come to the gym, I'm getting my black belt!"

"Don't worry, princess, we'll all be there for you," he smiled.

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