Time to post FridayFic, I didn't do a huge amount this week and ended up having two that needed shifting. I want to point out that a fic I wrote about Erik and Charles playing chess ended up inspiring this fic along with some help from Noir ficathon
Old Ground. The original TwitFic was:
For the first month after Cuba, he didn't touch his chess set. It hurt too much to truly acknowledge that Erik wasn't there.
I wonder what will come from some of these. As always let me know if I missed one.
For @tauntingdragons
Sameth - Only a game.
When Sam began to play rugby, he thought of it like sword work, leave no openings. The coach had to say its just a game.
I originally mistakenly sent this one to @zellyb, here's that version.
When Sameth first started playing rugby, he thought of it like sword work, leave no openings. The coach had to say its just a game.
For @afullmargin
Anyone, home turned into Charles post-canon
The mansion felt empty without Raven or Erik, but it would soon fill again. Young mutants would come and be home here, he hoped.
William, first time on a boat.
He knew the rocking of horses, this was something else. He wasn't going to be sick and Michael's smirk wasn't really helping.
Charles & Gus, things he doesn't know about himself.
"Would you really die for him?" "I didn't say that. When did I say that? I mean he's my bro." "Sorry, it's just rather obvious."
any characters - trouble in paradise ended up with William in Hawaii Five-O land
Danny had told him that it'd be pretty but there were better places. William just wanted to see the sea, the fight was quickish.
For @stephmuji
...on acting one's own age. Sallie and William
"Hell, what's that?" "A water balloon. Mike made some. Stop lookin' like a wet cat and catch me." "Damn right I will with my aim."
Prayer Will
The Church formed the rhythms of Will's life, bells to mark the hours, but he found no solace after being called the devil's boy.
Charles - shopping!
He loves a fine shirt that fits as it should and admires the newer looks but isn't sure they suit him. His tailor was his father's.
For @minkhollow42
Moist, new tricks.
He had to learn a new style of handwriting, his current one was becoming too recognizable. So he learned to make letters curl.
Dem, green and growing
The rain beat upon the roof as Demeter and Kore watched it soak their garden. Kore touched her mother's arm with a quiet smile.
Charles-Red, setting things right
He was nearby when she spoke to Peter's parents, explaining what she'd done. They stared and cried but didn't seem to hate her.
For @miz_missy
Moist: art of the con
The true art of a con comes in not making it a con, its a matter of simply doing business and being seen only how you wish to be.
Jane, politeness
Polite society has many rules and Jane knows all of their loopholes. She knows how to use words to make her own freedom and peace.
For @zellyb
James/Tiwa: crystal ball
"Why are we looking into this again?" "Because its a fair and you get your fortune told." "Yes, but I think this is glass." "James."
For @babyduckie484
charles edward cullen silent converstions...
"You care for them." "Yes, they hurt and feel alone. I can help them be part of something." "But what you create won't last."
jane finds modern fic
Amongst the pile of works inspired by her from Bar, Jane found some charming stories of might have beens and some naughtiness.
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