Raven Darkholme got to get paid, son.
Okay, I wrote the sad alternate ending where Erik and Charles fall slowly out of love. I wrote the post-canon story with Magda and Azazel and death and noncon and memory wiping. I even wrote the one with Charles Xavier, grand puppetmaster of Xavier Mansion, and the one where Erik flips his shit over consent play.
But FUCK you, story. You are a dystopian hooker AU where Erik is the BIGGEST CREEPER WHO EVER LIVED and Charles is SO DAMAGED and Raven is SO ANGRY and oh god you are only 800 words long and you are already completely heartbreaking and SO depressing.
Get the fuck out of my brain, because you are persona non fucking grata around here.
I am thisclose to deleting this gdoc in protest. I CANNOT BE HAVING WITH THIS. I HAVE TO START STUDYING FOR COMPS TOMORROW.
Why can't I write something happy.
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But FUCK you, story. You are a dystopian hooker AU where Erik is the BIGGEST CREEPER WHO EVER LIVED and Charles is SO DAMAGED and Raven is SO ANGRY and oh god you are only 800 words long and you are already completely heartbreaking and SO depressing.
Get the fuck out of my brain, because you are persona non fucking grata around here.
I am thisclose to deleting this gdoc in protest. I CANNOT BE HAVING WITH THIS. I HAVE TO START STUDYING FOR COMPS TOMORROW.
Why can't I write something happy.
This entry was automagically crossposted from http://sabinetzin.dreamwidth.org/378252.html.
comments over there.