Charles/Erik, rape aftermath
anonymous
June 7 2011, 16:30:11 UTC
Someone manages to subdue Charles (with drugs or some other way) and sexually assault him. Charles returns home but doesn't tell anyone what happened, because he's too ashamed that he couldn't prevent it despite his telepathy. He's clearly not okay though - he's irritable, jumpy, depressed, very unlike his usual calm self. Erik eventually finds out what happened and hunts down the rapist(s) and tears them to shreds. Whether they're having an established relationship or before that, or during or after the movie is up to anon.
Filled: Catch You 1/2
anonymous
June 10 2011, 00:45:53 UTC
I. The compound is quiet and Charles thanks every deity in he can think of for that. He can't handle Raven right now, or the other kids. He certainly does not have the energy to deal with Erik.
Yanking his jacket tighter around himself, he tries not to vomit as his stomach roils and his mind replays the events of the night over and over and over. It's a horrendous movie, a nightmare, in jumbled images; he glances at a clock as he moves toward his room and wonders if maybe it was a nightmare.
He knows it wasn't.
Charles enters his room, making sure to close the door softly, then enters the ensuite and dry heaves until bile comes up. Stomach acid burns his throat and hangs off his lips and he knows he must look quite pathetic, only he can't bring himself to care - there's so much at stake, he can't let himself be weak.
Reaching out blinding, Charles snags a hand towel and drags it down to wipe his mouth, muttering, "Bugger," under his breath.
II.He tries to bury the memories. Hide them, repress them, ignore them
( ... )
FILL: No Such Thing as Safe, post 9gossamerstarsxxJuly 1 2011, 18:59:40 UTC
((Erik…))It’s only the one word, his name, that comes through clearly; the rest is nothing but a tangle of guilt and shame and pain. He can feel Charles inside his mind just as acutely as he can feel Shaw inside his body, and right now he hates both intruders; one for humiliating him, the other for witnessing his humiliation. For a moment he fights them both, shoving at Charles’ presence in his mind with all the mental power he possesses while trying with all his remaining strength to buck Shaw off him, but Charles’s brainpower is like a brick wall before his own; Shaw simply grinds his knees deeper into Erik’s spread thighs, thrusting with such force that Erik screams again as a red haze of pain covers him. He can feel Charles’ pain, his hurt, but he cannot stop his fury even at its most futile
( ... )
Just Like This 1/?
anonymous
June 14 2011, 09:51:23 UTC
Filling so hard. Mind the difference in that Charles isn’t paralyzed. Because writing a fic about him having sex but not being able to move his legs squicks me out.
His back is on fire, his mind wracked with the pain of everyone on the island, his body still tense and screaming from earlier exertion and the ghost of Shaw’s death still in his head, and Charles is still holding on.
His gloves hands are tight on Erik's shoulders, and all he can do is stare into his eyes, pleading, asking, why Erik why you did this why you were the better man Erik why did you kill him please whyIt's as much as he can do to just find some solace, find some shelter, to keep himself awake, because all of this is killing him and he cannot die
( ... )
Just Like This 2/?
anonymous
June 14 2011, 09:55:25 UTC
When Charles woke up again, Erik was there, his head in his hands, his mind tensed and hurt, but he was there.
Erik looks up in shock when he feels Charles' presence in his mind, and he quickly covers his red and swollen face again, away, hidden. His heart, his mind, they scream of happiness, of bliss, relief. They also scream mercy, help, I'm so sorry Charles I did this I ruined this I'm so sorry forgive me forgive me please I’m so sorry.The only thing Charles has wanted to do is absolve him, and when he takes Erik in his arms, that is what he does
( ... )
Charles/Erik - Scars
anonymous
June 7 2011, 16:37:26 UTC
Not sure if this has been done before (I'm only halfway through reading the first round posts), but er, here's my terribly cliche prompt.
What's under Erik's turtleneck, hmm? Maybe he only ever wants to canoodle with his shirt on or in the dark. Charles finally coaxes him into showing him, and h/c ensues. Doesn't have to be terribly graphic or have sex either, I just like the angst and the h/c aspect.
Black is his usual chosen color, although as Charles leans back in his chair, watching Erik’s long fingers on the chessboard, he realizes the other man is wearing tan pants. But he’s also wearing the same black turtleneck he’s been wearing for several days now - not in a row, he also realizes, but the man has a serious dearth of clothing choices.
How shallow, he thinks, and Erik looks up, the fire crackling, the bright snapping orange flames picking up the gold and scarlet in Erik’s hair. “What’s shallow
( ... )
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The compound is quiet and Charles thanks every deity in he can think of for that. He can't handle Raven right now, or the other kids. He certainly does not have the energy to deal with Erik.
Yanking his jacket tighter around himself, he tries not to vomit as his stomach roils and his mind replays the events of the night over and over and over. It's a horrendous movie, a nightmare, in jumbled images; he glances at a clock as he moves toward his room and wonders if maybe it was a nightmare.
He knows it wasn't.
Charles enters his room, making sure to close the door softly, then enters the ensuite and dry heaves until bile comes up. Stomach acid burns his throat and hangs off his lips and he knows he must look quite pathetic, only he can't bring himself to care - there's so much at stake, he can't let himself be weak.
Reaching out blinding, Charles snags a hand towel and drags it down to wipe his mouth, muttering, "Bugger," under his breath.
II.He tries to bury the memories. Hide them, repress them, ignore them ( ... )
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Shaw rapes Erik while Charles is in his mind, despite Erik begging him to leave.
Angst for everybody.
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Poor boys
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His back is on fire, his mind wracked with the pain of everyone on the island, his body still tense and screaming from earlier exertion and the ghost of Shaw’s death still in his head, and Charles is still holding on.
His gloves hands are tight on Erik's shoulders, and all he can do is stare into his eyes, pleading, asking, why Erik why you did this why you were the better man Erik why did you kill him please whyIt's as much as he can do to just find some solace, find some shelter, to keep himself awake, because all of this is killing him and he cannot die ( ... )
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Erik looks up in shock when he feels Charles' presence in his mind, and he quickly covers his red and swollen face again, away, hidden. His heart, his mind, they scream of happiness, of bliss, relief. They also scream mercy, help, I'm so sorry Charles I did this I ruined this I'm so sorry forgive me forgive me please I’m so sorry.The only thing Charles has wanted to do is absolve him, and when he takes Erik in his arms, that is what he does ( ... )
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What's under Erik's turtleneck, hmm? Maybe he only ever wants to canoodle with his shirt on or in the dark. Charles finally coaxes him into showing him, and h/c ensues. Doesn't have to be terribly graphic or have sex either, I just like the angst and the h/c aspect.
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How shallow, he thinks, and Erik looks up, the fire crackling, the bright snapping orange flames picking up the gold and scarlet in Erik’s hair. “What’s shallow ( ... )
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NGH THIS LINE.
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