Charles/Hank - alpha male, mating
anonymous
August 29 2011, 19:15:30 UTC
In his new beastly form, Hank develops an alpha male attitude and regards the X-Men as his pack. When he enters his mating phase, he starts looking for a woman, but there are only males in the mansion. Charles strikes him as the best alternative, being the motherly hen he sometimes is.
FILL: Nothing to do with finches, part 1
anonymous
August 31 2011, 12:50:15 UTC
Whether it was to be an experiment or a conclusion, Hank didn't contemplate further. He didn't even write it down, preferring to let everything stew in his head and secretly hoping the sensations and feelings - all so illogical and yet empirical - would siphon away on their own
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FILL: Nothing to do with finches, part 2
anonymous
September 2 2011, 14:33:33 UTC
Hank could tell the question was swimming at the forefront of Charles' mind: Why me? Why him indeed. Even when Hank had fancied Raven, he never felt the harsh folding in his stomach, like a creature curled in on itself, ready to pounce
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Re: FILL: Nothing to do with finches, part 2
anonymous
September 2 2011, 18:53:29 UTC
Yesssssss, more of this. This is thoroughly awesome, and I love how Charles is trying to be helpful and supportive but still with the blushing and the nervousness and YES. Looking forward to more!
Re: FILL: Nothing to do with finches, part 2
anonymous
November 28 2011, 08:12:29 UTC
Painfully awkward and totally riveting -- Hank and Charles' desperate attempts to hang onto calmness and rationality, to not upset each other, are so affective and really drawn out well. Hoping there's more *crosses fingers* because the tension is amazing!
When he enters his mating phase, he starts looking for a woman, but there are only males in the mansion. Charles strikes him as the best alternative, being the motherly hen he sometimes is.
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I'm so happy someone's filling this! More soon, hopefully? :D
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(I do love the title, btw, Darwin's finches are a favourite of mine)
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Hank could tell the question was swimming at the forefront of Charles' mind: Why me? Why him indeed. Even when Hank had fancied Raven, he never felt the harsh folding in his stomach, like a creature curled in on itself, ready to pounce ( ... )
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