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An absence which could not be more there | aesc | 18,204 words
Sometimes Erik woke up wondering at the stillness, turning over and half-expecting to see Charles snoring next to him, loose-limbed and taking up most of the bed. Attacks of conscience – wholly unwelcome, when he couldn't muster up enough anger to ward them off – usually came at those hours, staring at the empty pillow and wondering over the pain and confusion on Charles's face. In those quiet hours, the question hadn't been "why the hell didn't Charles understand", but something Erik couldn't articulate, close to "what didn't I understand?".
fic  aesc  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:modernday  breakup  hurt/comfort  i-just-have-all-these-feelings  ethics-for-telepaths  charles-nooooooooo-get-outta-my-head-charles  words:10000-25000 
6 weeks ago by walkingshadow
The Waste Land | nekosmuse | 75,996 words
The White Queen and her Shadow King sit on their throne, safe behind the psionic shields of the Walled City. The armies of Genosha batter uselessly at the gates, a war locked in stalemate. Magneto, camped in the frozen mud, receives word the Citadel intends to send a telepath to the front lines. The same telepath he met two years ago, who sat across a carved wooden chess set and offered Magneto the first friendly smile in a lifetime. The same telepath who still haunts his dreams.
fic  nekosmuse  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  ensemble  au  sci-fi  fairytales  mindfuck  ptsd  hurt/comfort  words:50000-100000 
7 weeks ago by walkingshadow
Start A War | stewardess | 34,027 words
Somewhere between gratuitous sexbot porn and a thoughtful analysis of what it means to be human lies this story. Near-future AU. Mutants have full rights. Cyborgs have none. Featuring genetics expert and telepath Professor Charles Xavier, and Erik, a pleasure model cyborg with a mysterious past.
fic  stewardess  XMFC  x-men  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ensemble  au  sci-fi  more-or-less-human-than-human  robots  dubcon  powerdifferential  amnesiafic  hurt/comfort  words:25000-50000 
7 weeks ago by walkingshadow
Faith | Yahtzee | 29,537 words
Many of the pressures in Charles Xavier's life -- the sacrifices Erik and Charles make to be together -- the constant tension of being closeted -- Charles' relationship to the Church he once served as a priest -- his distance from his sister -- come to the forefront in 1967. Because in that year, for Charles, peace is no longer an option.

[Sequel to Grace by Yahtzee]
fic  yahtzee  XMFC  charlesxavier  raven  charles/erik  erik/raven  unrequited  au  hurt/comfort  epistolary  words:25000-50000 
7 weeks ago by walkingshadow
Grace | Yahtzee | 13,917 words
Now Charles was asking for a sacrifice in return, and Erik couldn’t give it.

He couldn’t. It wasn’t a choice. It was a reality. Putting another little girl in Anya’s place – no. Even if he tried, the result could only be shallow. A puppet show. It would mock his grief as surely as it damaged the child, whom he imagined had seen through him already.

[Sequel to Sacrament by Yahtzee]
fic  yahtzee  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  kidfic  hurt/comfort  comfort  grief  words:10000-25000 
7 weeks ago by walkingshadow
Simple and Uncomplicate | Pookaseraph | 3,071 words
"And at first I didn't even know if I should visit, I mean... what are visiting hours for fuck buddies who develop inconvenient feelings? Ten to Midnight?" Erik crossed his arms in front of his chest. "I could have just not come, that would be easy... done. And I didn't for a few days but... I like you! Or is no one allowed to like you right now? Does that make you feel better to be all miserable and unloveable?"

Charles felt his eyes grow wide for a moment. "Well... um... I suppose tough love works now and again."
fic  pookaseraph  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:modernday  au:non-powered  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
7 weeks ago by walkingshadow
i don't want to wake up on my own anymore | pocky_slash | 2,128 words
"You shouldn't let your guard down," Erik says.

"Pardon?" Charles asks.

"Falling asleep around strangers," Erik says.

(Four times Charles fell asleep on Erik and one time Erik fell asleep on Charles.)
fic  pocky_slash  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  comfort  fivethings  words:1000-5000 
9 weeks ago by walkingshadow
Neither Rhyme Nor Reason | unveiled | 8,759 words
Charles was a weakness he could ill afford, but the man drew him in anyway, tethering Serik to this life the way his planet once did — the way his people's beliefs and rituals grounded him within something larger than history or lineage. A way of being in the universe. Cthia.
fic  unveiled  crossover  fusion  XMFC  startrek  startrek:reboot  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  ensemble  au  au:fusion  hurt/comfort  ponfarr  words:5000-10000 
10 weeks ago by walkingshadow
with the salt on my tongue | pearl_o | 1,096 words
He ignored the soup for the moment, but took the glass of water and drank deeply. When he spoke again, he sounded more like himself. "What am I doing here?"

Charles folded his hands carefully in his lap. "You've been ill."

"So I gathered," Erik said, raising one of his eyebrows. "But why am I *here*?"
fic  pearl_o  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  futurefic  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
february 2012 by walkingshadow
Falling Is Like This | madneto | 20,934 words
“It’s alright,” Erik breathed, caring a hand through Charles’s floppy hair. He could still feel the warmth of Charles’s mind inside his own, and surprisingly, it didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would.

Sensing this, Charles nipped affectionately at his shoulder before placing a kiss on the same spot. “I really can leave if you want.”

“No.” Erik’s answering thought surprised even himself. He knew that he and the man he was now moving to kiss would never work. They could never work if Charles couldn’t see how dangerous it was for mutants to come out into the open. But somehow none of that seemed to matter as much when their lips met tenderly once more. If Charles sensed any of his thoughts, he didn’t acknowledge them. Instead, he opened his mouth to Erik’s eager tongue, sending wave after wave of acceptance and happiness to the other man, the golden threads of the bond connecting their minds growing subtly stronger.
fic  madneto  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:beach-divorce-what-beach-divorce  fixeditforyou  nightmares  ptsd  hurt/comfort  soulbonding  words:10000-25000 
february 2012 by walkingshadow
Subtle Touch | cassiejamie | 1,142 words
Erik can't out of bed the next morning, too rundown from a burning fever and a powerful nausea that makes it impossible to keep his breakfast down. This only serves to make him more ornery than ever.
fic  cassiejamie  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
february 2012 by walkingshadow
Heartbeat at my Feet | Arsenic | 16,109 words
He left then, going into four, where, if he were a little bit less Harvey Specter, he would probably have dropped his coffee. Because there, smack in the middle of the three walls lined with metal cages in the kennel room, Mike the Test-Taking Felon was rubbing the belly of the pit bull-chow rescue who, so far, had proven too dangerous for anything other than termination.
fic  arsenicjade  suits  mike/harvey  au  kink  dom/sub  spanking  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
february 2012 by walkingshadow
Homefront | sam_storyteller | 12,862 words
The problem is it's very hard to tell when a superhero is recklessly endangering himself versus when he's accepting the very real dangers of the job. Tony, who is the embodiment of reckless on a good day, doesn't know if Captain America is throwing himself into his work because it's his work, or because secretly he wishes he were dead.

It scares him. And the fact that it scares him also scares him. Tony is used to being a shallow jerk; he's very good at it. Caring about Steve to the point that he worries if the guy goes off his own personal radar for more than an hour is seriously fucking with him.
fic  samstoryteller  marvel  avengers  captainamerica  ironman  steverogers  tonystark  steve/tony  ensemble  depression  ptsd  suicidalideation  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
february 2012 by walkingshadow
A Man of Light Virtue | cygnaut | 13,545 words
He smirks at Erik again and names a number, rather overpriced for a streetwalker—even one in Switzerland—but Erik is asking for the entire night. He nods curtly in agreement and touches the man's arm, a little surprised by the rich feel of the wool of his coat. "Let's go then."
fic  cygnaut  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  prostitution  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Nowhere But Here | takadainmate | 5,643 words
It's stupid, he knows, but he wishes Raven were with them. As much as he trusts and is glad to know Erik, there is no way Charles can ask for help with something as ridiculous as a cold. What would Erik do anyway? Go and buy him tea, or cough medicine maybe? Tuck him into bed?
fic  takadainmate  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  ust  roadtrip'62  hurt/comfort  words:5000-10000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
untitled | TurtleTotem | 2,212 words
#i feel like everything i write turns into shmoop at the end #even hitmen AUs #i kind of feel like that's the point of fanfic actually
fic  turtletotem  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:modernday  au:non-powered  au:hitmen  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
A Good Dad | listerinezero | 21,374 words
Ten years later, Magneto has left the Brotherhood and Raven asks Charles to help her find him. Charles discovers that Erik is the single father of five year old twins Wanda and Pietro, and he is doing everything he can to keep them safe from his former enemies.
fic  listerinezero  eriklehnsherr  oc  charles/erik  raven/azazel  au  futurefic  kidfic  kidnapping  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Heads and Tails | phoenixflight | 895 words
Charles’ chocolate brown tail, always very slightly scruffy and unkempt, brushed against Raven's ankles. Every time Erik noticed, it sent a shiver of unease through him. He kept his own sleek silver tail coiled tightly against his leg- an old habit.
fic  phoenixflight  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  hurt/comfort  secondarymutations  words:500-1000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
claustrophobic prudence | pocky_slash | 2,821 words
They're quiet when they get back to the mansion, all of them. They retreat to their rooms without speaking or acknowledging each other. Charles thinks they're all aware of the bullet they dodged, how close they came to being exposed and being rejected by the world. He doesn't know for sure and doesn't want to check--he's still reeling from his peek into Erik's mind, into the torment and the overwhelming desire to flee.
fic  pocky_slash  charlesxavier  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  au:beach-divorce-what-beach-divorce  hurt/comfort  comfort  words:1000-5000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
left with a heart exhausted | Coshledak | 9,135 words
Silence follows. Erik sinks further into the depths of the tub, turns off the water when it reaches his shoulders, and relaxes. From the bedroom he can feel the metal in Charles' rings tapping against the telepath's thighs. It twists around the growing anticipation that seeps from his sub in waves. With every minute that passes the thoughts turning about in Charles' head get more potent, and although Erik cannot read his thoughts he can feel them. He can feel the minute reactions, the cravings, the desire dripping to need through their bond. As Charles' wait turns to agony, it soothes a deep, hungry part of him.
fic  coshledak  charles/erik  au  au:bdsm  kink  dom/sub  bondage  hurt/comfort  comfort  words:5000-10000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Inevitable Things | madcap_allie | 21,714 words
Charles didn't have to imagine the feel of scratchy sheets against bare skin; he had only thought of it when he was immediately feeling it from Erik. Since he couldn't seem to pull his awareness away completely, he settled on attempting to rest as quietly as possible in the outermost part of Erik's mind, just lightly aware of the body's sensations. Erik was asleep in 5 breaths; and then deeply asleep, well past dreaming or feeling the tightness in his ribs or -- because he slept so very deeply -- being aware of the memories that Charles accidentally tripped across as he scanned Erik's body, in case there was something serious that he'd missed earlier.

There was the perpetual tightness in the back of Erik's neck, the tension from his head being held firmly in place while Shaw tortured him as a child, every day for the first year he was in his care, less often after that. There were the fingers that had been systematically broken with a small metal hammer until Erik had been able to flatten the hammer into the shape Shaw desired. And there was a sick feeling associated with the inside of his left forearm, a sense of loss of self and dignity that was the tattooing of the identification number upon his entry to Auschwitz, and that was when Charles felt tears leaving hot tracks slipping from the corners of his own eyes toward his ears, before falling on the pillow with tiny slaps.

He couldn't possibly sleep. He kept watch over Erik's slumber until the ship's engines slowed and she eased into port.
fic  madcap_allie  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ptsd  nightmares  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
more first than sun, more last than star | Etirabys | 11,991 words
Faith, he repeats to himself as he sets off (still dizzy from the physical contact, trying to keep his breath) equipped with nothing but a sword and a purse- and good, thick winter wear. He looks ridiculous, he knows, and people stare at his fur cap and thick cloak as he walks out of the city.

"I'm going to die," he murmurs in his native tongue as the guards of Westchester let him out. He stands outside the iron gates, allowing himself a moment of reflection. He's going to die. He's going to die for a small boy Raven hasn't let go of for a dozen years. He's going to go there and find a grave, or a tumble of bones on the knoll, and no one will know how fruitless it all had been for him because he'll never been seen again.

Ah well.
fic  etirabys  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  fairytales  ptsd  depression  nightmares  captivity  noncon  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
All the King's Man | Pookaseraph | 64,122 words
Prompt: . . . So eventually Charles just kind progresses from being "just" the courtesan to essentially being Erik's most trusted ally, and while there's political grumbling over the fact that the king has taken up with a courtesan (who, to add insult to injury, can't even bear him children - unless you want to take the mPreg road, which, may I just say, I adore pregnant!Charles) rather than a respectable wife, Erik's all like, "it's you who I want by my side, Charles."

And maybe Shaw is creeping around wanting Charles but not being "esteemed" enough to be granted access to him (even before Erik decides Charles is to be there for Erik alone), and he tries to take him by force and gets his ass kicked to the curb as a result? If you do this, I want Charles to help hand Shaw's ass to him, rather than being a weeping victim in need of saving. Like, he'll kick him in the gonads and then, furious, runs off to get help.

And there shall be happily ever afters abundant!
fic  pookaseraph  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:somewhere-in-history  au:non-powered  alpha-beta-omega-etc  dubcon  noncon  powerdifferential  mpreg  hurt/comfort  words:50000-100000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Homecoming | nekosmuse | 3,403 words
Mystique radiates fierce determination, but Magneto can tell she is worried for Charles' safety. No more than him, who has thought of little else since Charles sent Emma his telepathic message. Four words: "We are under attack." Magneto wasted little time in coming.
fic  nekosmuse  XMFC  charles/erik  futurefic  hurt/comfort  fixeditforyou  words:1000-5000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Peace Will Come to You | blueteak | 1,095 words
Charles’s face looks completely blank. Erik doesn’t need to get inside Charles’s mind to know that Charles is out here on his back in freshly fallen snow in an effort to cleanse his mind and numb it, force the horrors he’s witnessed and wasn’t able to prevent out of his consciousness.

Fortunately, Erik doesn’t need to read Charles’s mind or have access to Charles’s mental powers of persuasion in order to help him.
fic  blueteak  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  kink  dom/sub  spanking  hurt/comfort  comfort  words:1000-5000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Guilty by Association | Regann | 61,766 words
While investigating the homicide of a John Doe who he suspects might've been murdered while working the streets as a prostitute, Detective Erik Lehnsherr finds an unexpected ally in a hooker named Charles who seems as determined as he to solve the case. As they become more deeply involved both with the case and each other, there's just one thing that Charles neglects to mention -- that he's really an investigative journalist, one quickly convinced that what they're dealing with is more than simple murder.
fic  regann  XMFC  charles/erik  ensemble  au  au:modernday  au:non-powered  au:law-enforcement  au:together-they-solve-crime  kidnapping  hurt/comfort  comedyoferrors  words:50000-100000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Well Kept Boy | tzigane, Zaganthi (Caffiends) | 45,094 words
"Hello." He was polite, but not friendly, not chipper. Eyeing him, and eyeing his bald head, yes, there was no way that was going to go unexplained, he supposed. "My name is Erik. Erik Magnus. The headmaster said you're a bunch of buggers."

Well. That was enough to make him chuckle, at least. It was better than the stage presentation. "Well. I suppose we might all be, in a way. We're Benefactors. We have certain obligations to be met. I suppose, in a way, you're here to help us meet those obligations. Perhaps with less singing and dancing."

"We're supposed to try to impress you." You in a general sense. The boy was peering at him, and Charles could feel him trying to work out what, exactly, Charles was doing kneeling down to eye level with him.

He didn't seem inclined to impress, and that made Charles quite like him. The feel of his thoughts were interesting as well, as he steadily tried to figure out just what was wanted from him. "I have to admit that I'm quite impressed with you. There's something to be said for being unique."
fic  tzigane  zaganthi  crossover  XMFC  ncis  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:slavery  kidnapping  abuse  hurt/comfort  powerdifferential  agedifference  words:25000-50000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
With Space to Swing | walktheboat | WIP
“I came to you,” Moira said, in a stiff voice, “because I know you would never help Shaw. I’m doing as much as I can right now, but if there’s a mole in my office…” She swallowed. “I’ve got a lead I want you to track down. It’s the best we’ve had in years. But there’s a condition.” She met Erik’s eyes and he saw the resolve gather there. “You take Charles with you. And you don’t go running off on your own—you bring all your findings to me.”

“I’m a detective, not a babysitter,” Erik said flatly.

“This isn’t a request,” Moira said. “You want the information, you take Charles with you."
fic  walktheboat  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  au:modernday  au:non-powered  au:together-they-solve-crime  hurt/comfort  wip  refresh-refresh-refresh-re- 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
A Work of Progress | ecarian | 3,635 words
He cuts himself off, leaning on Charles’ work table with an elbow and a very careful air of a man trying not to grimace. Erik very rarely speaks of his work. He is an assassin – Charles would know this even if he had not been complicit in arming Erik as a one man battalion. He has the body of a warrior and the gait of an exotic stalking jungle cat, and believes Charles to be innocent in ridiculous, aching ways.
fic  ecarian  crossover  fusion  XMFC  assassinscreed  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:somewhere-in-history  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
january 2012 by walkingshadow
Herzsprache | C_Gracewood | 927 words
He cradles Charles’ head against his chest, petting his hair with gentle strokes while the words flow on and on, and Charles reaches into Erik’s mind to find that he’s speaking Yiddish. It’s the language that Erik’s parents had used in their home and with their young son, and Charles knows that he’s hearing the language of Erik’s heart.

[Companion story to lay down beside me (so still and so soft) by C_Gracewood]
fic  c_gracewood  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
Everyday Love in Stockholm | tahariel | 132,133 words
It is at times like these that Erik finds it hardest to decide what tack to take. Because yes, Charles is his lover, and he goes to sleep beside him and wakes up beside him, and tells him about his day and hears about Charles’ in turn, but Charles is also his prisoner, and Erik is Charles’ jailer, and sometimes the urge to bend the human to his will rises so strongly in Erik’s throat that it’s all he can do to scowl disapprovingly and put a hand on the other man’s shoulder, to squeeze it just shy of too tight. “I’ll not have you waste away to nothing, Charles, when I swore to Raven that I would keep you safe. What would she say if she saw what you’re doing to yourself?”

And Charles winces, face crumpling with the old pain as though Erik’s hand on him had dug into a half-healed wound, and lets Erik lead him to the table, and press a glass of water on him, and when their dinner comes up from the kitchens he eats it, slowly, as though his stomach has forgotten its purpose, as though each mouthful is a meal.

If only he had been a mutant, Erik thinks, then none of this would have been necessary. Although -

Had Charles been a mutant, then he might never have been Erik’s.
fic  tahariel  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  erik/raven  raven/azazel  ust  unrequited  au  ptsd  nightmares  hurt/comfort  apocafic  captivity  dubcon  i-just-have-all-these-feelings  this-will-all-end-in-tears  impossiblybeautiful  words:100000+ 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
All Along the Watchtower | NezumiPi | 47,969 words
"Oh, I'm sorry, you're in the wrong room."

Erik looked confused, then annoyed. This seemed to be a strategy Charles was fond of – when he was losing an argument, he would say or do something unpredictable.

Charles continued, his voice taking on a sarcastic edge, "You're looking for conference room C. That's where you'll find all of the other Holocaust survivors whose mutant powers manifested as they were being dragged from their last surviving family member, thereby catching the eye of a homicidal sadist who went on to imprison and torture them for years. Yes, I believe all of those individuals meet on Thursdays."

Erik felt a twitch in his right arm.
fic  nezumipi  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  ensemble  au  au:beach-divorce-what-beach-divorce  ptsd  hurt/comfort  internalizedhomophobia  i-just-have-all-these-feelings  how-erik-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love-the-bomb  roadtrip'62  words:25000-50000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
lay down beside me (so still and so soft) | C_Gracewood | 53,534 words
Erik doesn’t invite casual touches. He’s grave and forbidding, more an island unto himself than anyone Charles has ever met, yet Charles can’t help reaching out for him. Not with his mind, after Erik’s terse warning, but with a hand on Erik’s arm to guide him round a corner, or a friendly clap on the shoulder for a tricky conversation with the CIA that’s been successfully negotiated. Erik always tenses under Charles’ touch; Charles has the merest dark inklings of why, but after Erik’s growled order to stay out of his mind then Charles can’t verify his suspicions. But he’s glimpsed the six numbers on Erik’s forearm and skimmed enough emotions from his mind on their initial meeting to have a cowardly sense of relief at being forbidden to probe deeper.
fic  c_gracewood  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  au:beach-divorce-what-beach-divorce  fixeditforyou  hurt/comfort  i-just-have-all-these-feelings  how-erik-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love-the-bomb  words:50000-100000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
X Marks the Spot | thehoyden | 20,195 words
Charles let go abruptly, and waved Eisenhardt into the chair across from his desk. “I believe you dropped in on my lecture the other day,” he said, aiming a sunny smile at Eisenhardt even as he sat down, putting the book aside.

Eisenhardt’s eyes flickered away briefly, but he said, “Forgive me, I should have asked permission first.”

“Oh no, not at all. I’m just unused to having visitors. Do you have an interest in archaeology, Mr. Eisenhardt?”

He smiled then, sharp and showing too many teeth. “An abiding one.”
fic  thehoyden  fusion  indianajones  XMFC  charlesxavier  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  hurt/comfort  totally-platonic-bed-sharing  words:10000-25000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
Hook, Line and Sinker | tawabids | 13,828 words
Erik rubbed the bridge of his nose. What the hell was happening to him? He didn't remember the last time he'd been concerned - really concerned - about someone else's welfare. This whole business was dangerous; the CIA could be involved, and Russian spyboats that may or may not be the product of pressure-induced dementia. Was that the innocent explanation - that Charles was just a solo yaughtie who'd been hit by a misfired torpedo, and the submarine crew were covering their mistake by claiming the attack was for national security? But then, how had he ended up in Erik's net with no clothes? And why hadn't anyone noticed he was missing? And that moment over the spilled porridge, that moment when Erik had known that there was something dark, something cosmically strange about Charles. He'd known it.
fic  tawabids  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  amnesiafic  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
The Tower and the Hurricane | dreamlittleyo | 41,572 words
But as to what comes next… Charles isn't sure he has an answer to that question. Survival, naturally. Protecting each other, protecting the children. But beyond that, what? Where can they go? What does he have to offer any of them now besides a life on the run? Loneliness, violence, a world that can't be saved.

"I've spent my life teaching peace," Charles whispers, not even aware he meant to speak. "If I was wrong about that, what can I possibly have to offer?"

Hank doesn't speak, but the way he looks at Charles now—misery and terror in his eyes and thoughts—is answer enough.
fic  dreamlittleyo  x-men  XMFC  charlesxavier  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ensemble  au  futurefic  hurt/comfort  ethics-for-telepaths  words:25000-50000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
Zweiundachtzig | Dow | 21,128 words
Raven proves to be more than a companionable roommate. She plays jazz on a little radio in the corner, but it’s down low and she’s quiet. She doesn’t bother him when he’s working. But he knows she watches. He never thought that jewelry making was interesting enough to watch. It comes so easily to him, doing anything basic is rather more a chore than fascinating to him. But that’s what takes up most of his time, silver rings and engravings. Setting stones and repairing ancient pieces that once belonged to someones Grandmother or Aunt.

Over the course of two months he divines that Raven has a brother who calls her every Friday. The dance studio is run by a woman named Angel and above them live Sean and Hank. Sean blows glass with a kiln on the roof of the building but keeps a room with Hank. Hank is huge, blue, furry and blushes furiously whenever Raven pays him any attention. He knows that Hank is a certified genius, as explained to him by Sean as he worked to free the kid from the metal cage of the elevator that had gotten stuck, again. The strange noises and once a rather violent explosion come from Hank’s experiments which he assures everyone are legal. Erik is dubious of that, but Hank is nice and he brings back sandwiches from the deli down the road when he goes out.

The situation is ideal. Erik had blushed when Raven told everyone in the building that he was socially awkward and they should leave him alone. Apparently what she says goes, because no one in the building really bothers him past asking him if he’s going to want lunch or if he’ll lock up when he’s done. It suits him just fine.
fic  dow  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ensemble  au  au:modernday  hurt/comfort  ptsd  i-just-have-all-these-feelings  words:10000-25000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
An Ideal Grace | nekosmuse and afrocurl | 86,191 words
Erik Lehnsherr is a visiting professor at Columbia University, as well as an acclaimed and award winning poet. Charles Xavier is a lead researcher with the Genetics Department who is well on his way to tenure. But what happens when Charles has to cancel a class because half his students abandon him in favour of a mysterious new English Lit professor? Naturally he ends up sitting in in the class, where Professor Lehnsherr mistakes him for a student. It's really too bad Erik has such a strict policy against dating students. It's also too bad Erik doesn't seem to know how to use Google.
fic  nekosmuse  afrocurl  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  raven  charlesxavier  charles/erik  moira/sean  raven/azazel  ensemble  au  au:modernday  au:non-powered  au:academia  abuse  pining  hurt/comfort  comedyoferrors  words:50000-100000 
december 2011 by walkingshadow
Four Times Michael Crawls into James' Bed (And One Time James Crawls into Michael's) | coffeejunkii | 8,674 words
James slides into bed next to him. As Michael curls around him, James has to admit that this is rather nice. They've been on the island for four days now, and the last two nights, principal crew and cast stayed in caravans near the beach rather than making the trek back to the hotel each day. Such close quarters means more attention, and neither Michael nor himself want the entire set to gossip about—well, about whatever it is they have going on. There's been heated snogging or a quick handjob at the end of the day, but then they part for the night.
fic  coffeejunkii  rpf  XMFC  james/michael  hurt/comfort  fivethings  words:5000-10000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Managing | nevoreiel | 4,451 words
Five times Charles refused help, and one time he asked for it.
fic  nevoreiel  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  ensemble  hurt/comfort  fivethings  lastlines  words:1000-5000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Cold Comfort | confusedkayt | 955 words
“In fact…” and Charles is still staring off the end of the sofa. “I can keep mostly to myself. If you were, say, reading, I would hear the book but nothing much more than that.”

Erik blinks. Whatever he was expecting, it wasn’t that. “All right.”

“I mean, that is, if you wouldn’t mind…”

He can’t bear how miserably sorry Charles sounds, reaches out on reflex to smooth the hair on his sweaty forehead. “I said, all right,” he says, and Charles beams at him, begins the process of snuggling down into his nest of blankets. “I don’t suppose you have a decent translation of the Odyssey.”
fic  confusedkayt  XMFC  charles/erik  ust  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
audience participation | night_reveals | 7,099 words
Arthur, who never kisses save as a prelude to sex, who never wants to sleep curled up with Eames, who directs their every touch with precision and meaning. Eames curses himself for not realizing it sooner, for not twining himself around Arthur every hour – this whole time he's been afraid Arthur will suddenly wake up and kick Eames out like a squatter, like an audience member stayed too long, but as long as Arthur stays sick Eames is safe to hold and pet as he pleases.
fic  night_reveals  inception  eames  arthur/eames  hurt/comfort  words:5000-10000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Tea, Earl Grey, Hot | sasha_b | 1,473 words
“What are you so angry about, Erik?” Charles asks the question hesitantly; he knows the generic answer to his question already, thanks to Florida and the boat and ocean. He’s close to Erik, closer than he’s ever been to anyone else and too quickly (which scares him, to be honest, but he would never admit that) but he won’t let Erik call out at 3am and not try and help him.
fic  sasha_b  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  nightmares  hurt/comfort  charles-nooooooooo-get-outta-my-head-charles  impossiblybeautiful  words:1000-5000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Into White | so_shhy | 2,974 words
‘No, you’re… I can’t…’ He was looking through Erik, past him, as though he wasn’t really there.

Of course, Charles couldn’t feel him properly. He couldn’t feel anyone, in here, probably for the first time…

For the first time in his life.

Erik suddenly felt sick.
fic  so_shhy  XMFC  charlesxavier  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  futurefic  torture  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
The New Deal | Closer | 33,512 words
"Okay, it's late," he says. "Obviously neither of us are making good decisions. Here's the deal. I don't call the cops, you sleep on my sofa tonight."

Mike frowns at him. "What's in it for you?"

"No headline tomorrow reading 'Teen runaway found frozen to death'," Harvey replies. "I have exams coming up, I don't need the guilt."
fic  closer  suits  mikeross  harveyspecter  gen  au  abuse  ptsd  hurt/comfort  words:25000-50000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
you open always petal by petal myself | etirabys | WIP
"Oh, excellent," Xavier said earnestly. He looked like a delighted teenager. "I- oh, I'm sorry. Do you have jet lag? It's night in, in Germany, isn't it? You can go sleep. You can start tomorrow morning."

Erik stared at him. It just hit him, like that, that he had a job. He remembered his plan to walk back to the nearest village. Take buses until his money ran out. See the Statue of Liberty (towering metal HIGH distant). Jump off a bridge or a dock.

Xavier's eyes had gone a little wide. Erik wondered what he was getting. Just vaguely pleasant surprise, he supposed. Thank god he was only a low-level empath. "I'll show you to your room," he was saying. "It's next to the library. It's an adjoining room, actually. I'm always in the library. So it'll be more efficient like that, I suppose. I hope you like it here."

"Thank you, Mr. Xavier," said Erik, more intensely than he'd intended.

Xavier touched the back of his hand gently. "Charles. It's Charles."
fic  etirabys  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  ensemble  charles/erik  ust  au  au:modernday  abuse  ptsd  hurt/comfort  kink  dom/sub  bdsm  depression  suicidalideation  wip  refresh-refresh-refresh-re- 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
The Kids Are Alright | Taurenova | WIP
“It is far to early in the morning for this,” Erik said, following him after a moment. Wanda and Pietro were good enough to allow him to sleep on weekends, fixing their own cereal and peacefully watching cartoons until at least ten. This was not supposed to be interrupted by handsome men needing help with pianos.
fic  taurenova  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  raven  ensemble  charles/erik  au  au:modernday  kidfic  ptsd  hurt/comfort  wip 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Peregrine | Aeshna | 6,509 words
Erik's wings were long and slender like those of a falcon, his elegant pinions barred with black and a deep slate grey that faded to the colour of polished steel at the tips of his primaries. Charles smoothed his hands down over the long flight feathers, feeling them unfold like a fan beneath his touch as Erik carefully extended the limb to allow him access. "There now," he murmured, trailing his fingers along the dark length of a shaft. "Beautiful. You're beautiful."
fic  aeshna  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  au  wingfic  hurt/comfort  words:5000-10000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Dream a Little Dream of Me | loveydoveyecstasy | 678 words
“I have not fallen sick in a long time, Charles. The symptoms usually go away after a few hours. I didn’t think it was anything serious.” He sighed when the cloth was pressed to his forehead again. It really was quite lovely. Charles’ fingers stroking over his cheek, then brushing his hair back, were even lovelier.

“You are going to have to learn to take better care of yourself, Erik,” he said softly, resting his hand atop Erik’s head.
fic  loveydoveyecstasy  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Stockholm | kromelitefxturs | 1,366 words
"Plenty of people seek comfort from the person that hurts them in the first place. Especially when that person is the only contact they have."

Erik yanks his arm from Charles’ lazy hold. The mix of emotions on his face makes Charles unsure if he’s going to throw up, cry or deck Charles in the face. Charles braces just in case but doesn’t back down.
fic  kromelitefxturs  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  nightmares  sleepdisorders  ptsd  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Nourish | sasha_b | 2,215 words
Any brush from the other man, any touch of his arm, a stray sweep of his fingers over Erik’s shoulder, a clap of the hand on his back – Erik feels as though he’s drowning again, the water lapping at his skin, cold and icy and alone and he hates it. He hates it and yet he chose it, the reason long known to him, fear and death and the goal what he knows (knew) and now here is this man who will touch him without pain and with only good intent and support and the water is suddenly warm and a place he can see the future from, a cradle that rocks him and soothes and –
fic  sasha_b  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Iatrophobia | anonymous | 989 words
“I can’t go to hospital,” Erik says, dabbing his reddened nose. “I . . . it doesn’t agree with me.”

Charles lets a few glimpses of Erik’s thoughts slip into his mind and he instantly understands. Erik’s only experiences with doctors are those involving the torture and experimenting he endured as a child.

“Erik, my friend,” Charles says, softening, as he sits back down beside him. “No one is going to hurt you. I’ll stay with you the whole time, I promise. But you’re really not well and we can’t help you get better here. So, please let me take you and I promise it’ll be alright.”
fic  anonymous  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
untitled | elevates | 705 words
Charles had barely gotten Erik safely on the damn boat before the questions started. "Who are you?" and "Identify yourself" were some of the first, and from what he'd just learned about this new mutant, there had been entirely far too much of that sort of thing in his life already. He stepped between Erik and the armed authorities, anger spreading to his face. "I believe that can wait," he snapped. "Whatever he has to say won't do you any good if he freezes to death. I believe blankets would be appropriate. And some tea certainly wouldn't hurt."

It was a lot for Erik to take in––was someone really coming between him and an arrangement of gun points? Like he couldn't protect himself from it anyway, like this stranger needed to be his saving grace? He was about to tell this Charles Xavier that he could handle himself when suddenly and without any further fuss, they were being brought inside to a warm room and fresh civilian clothes and blankets. The telepath looked a little smug.

"I told you I had some tricks," Erik heard, and understood.
fic  elevates  XMFC  charlesxavier  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Blemish | labingi | 975 words
"I'm sorry." Charles sat up--propped himself up--beside him, slightly dizzy. "Sorry. I've said something wrong. Sorry."

"It's nothing." Erik's thoughts flashed in strobe, working hard to repress the images: Charles picked up only pain and silver and the war. "I'm going to go for a walk." Erik swung his jacket off the chair, flew his key from the dresser into his hand, and was out the door without a backward look.
fic  labingi  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ptsd  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Smile lost on his lips | zombieboyband | WIP
"Les ennuis, les chagrins s’effacent," herr doktor sings, a small smile on his lips, unbothered by Erik's hyperventilating.

He puts down the scalpel on an already bloody tray, and picks up a small drill.

"Heureux, heureux à en mourir..."

--and then Erik steps back out of the room.

By the time the children wrench the door back open, Erik has already torn down the hallway and made it out the door.

None of them can find him.
fic  zombieboyband  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ptsd  hurt/comfort  wip  refresh-refresh-refresh-re- 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
You've Got to Lose Inhibition | anonymous | WIP
“It’s Erik,” Charles breathed out as he slid into the chair next to her. Raven had the decency not to look surprised, folding her hands under her chin as she waited for him to continue. “Today he ordered me off of Cerebro and I listened to him, Raven.”

“Of course you did, he’s your Dom,” Raven replied pointedly and Charles jerked back in his chair, Raven’s hand reaching out to steady him. Charles raised an eyebrow at her, arms crossing against his chest. Raven rolled her eyes, hands not leaving his arm as she did her best to calm him down again. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have been so blunt about it, but Jesus, Charles. You’re acting like a startled deer.”

“Raven, I don’t have a Dom. Until today, no one but you and Erik knew that I was a sub, and now Hank knows as well. I’d rather not add anyone else to the list,” Charles explained tiredly, running one hand over his eyes. When he moved his hand from her eyes, Raven was looking at him with a strange mix of sympathy and annoyance, her arms falling to her sides.
fic  anonymous  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  au:bdsm  kink  bdsm  dom/sub  hurt/comfort  wip  refresh-refresh-refresh-re- 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Twenty-Twelve | sheafrotherdon | 858 words
He can see the line of Steve's bare back, the breath that pushes into his body, too fast, uneven, and he wonders what Steve sees when he looks at the wall.

"What year is it?" Steve asks.

"Twenty-twelve," Tony replies, and he sits up slowly, lets the sheets slide loose, doesn't touch. He remembers this – how he felt sure he would shatter. There are grey spaces, empty time where he thinks perhaps he did.
fic  sheafrotherdon  marvel  ironman  captainamerica  avengers  tonystark  steverogers  steve/tony  ptsd  hurt/comfort  words:500-1000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Rescue Run | rebooting | WIP
Sixteen months after the beach, Emma comes back from her usual sweep of the Westchester mansion and wakes Erik, her normally-cool expression worried. That should amuse him - they've all got attached to Charles and his band of boys somehow, living vicariously through Emma's reports of what they're doing - but with the helmet off, and with Emma unconsciously projecting as much as she is, the concern is contagious.

"They're gone," she says. Before Erik can demand a further explanation, she provides it. "I went in to look for signs of a struggle. Someone's taken them."
fic  rebooting  XMFC  charles/erik  hank/raven  darwin/alex/angel  ensemble  kidnapping  torture  hurt/comfort  wip 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
How Much Should I Hope? | Serenity-and-Rage00 | 9,717 words
“Erik,” Charles heard himself say, again as if the words came from somewhere outside himself. “I want you to stay. I need you to stay, just for a short time, just until I find a way to deal with this. But we can’t talk how it happened, or why. Please.”

Erik’s head lifted. Swiping at his eyes with a thumb, he cleared his throat, nodded, and managed a smile. “I saw a plastic chess set down in the gift shop. Feel up to a game?”
fic  Serenity-and-Rage00  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  au  words:5000-10000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Deep Waters | AlchemyAlice | 5,922 words
"What happened to him before?" Steve interrupts. There's a growing feeling of unease in his stomach, and worse, he recognizes it. Ever since he walked away from Tony he's mentally been cataloging the way Tony hunched around his injured shoulder, favoring his arm, and the unsteadiness in his hands, and the way he swallowed like there was some sort of sour taste lingering in his mouth. He recognizes the symptoms—not precisely, but close enough.
fic  alchemyalice  marvel  ironman  captainamerica  avengers  tonystark  steve/tony  ensemble  ptsd  hurt/comfort  words:5000-10000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Black and Blue | toestastegood | 462 words
It’s been almost a year, but when Erik turns up on his doorstep, bruised and beaten, Charles doesn’t hesitate before he lets him in.
fic  toestastegood  XMFC  charles/erik  futurefic  hurt/comfort  words:<500 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
this tornado loves you | liketheroad | 59,792 words
“I’m sure you have many talents I’ve yet to experience,” Harvey placates him with an eye roll. “But that’s not what this is. You’re only eighteen. You just got out of a very complicated and destructive relationship. Set of relationships. I don’t date teenagers. And I certainly don’t exchange legal services and personal favors for sex. I don’t have to.”

And yeah, of course he doesn’t. He’s Harvey Fucking Specter, what the hell was Mike thinking?

Except, except, “So what the hell is this, then? Don’t just give me that bullshit about my potential again, Harvey, because that’s what it is. Bullshit. You can do better.”

“I want to help you, Mike. Isn’t that enough?” Harvey asks tiredly.
fic  liketheroad  suits  mikeross  harveyspecter  mike/harvey  mike/trevor/jenny  au  polyamory  hurt/comfort  depression  pining  words:50000-100000 
november 2011 by walkingshadow
Bitter-Sweet Release | chaichai07 | 1,668 words
The idea of being left alone with what would no doubt be more nightmares scared Erik more than the idea that Charles had witnessed his outburst. Besides, he trusted Charles more than he knew he could ever trust another person and he knew that Charles’ opinion of him would remain unchanged, no matter which option he chose. Armed with that knowledge, Erik shook his head. "No, thank you. I think I’d like the company just now. Forgive me, I didn’t mean to give you a fright."
fic  chaichai07  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  nightmares  sleepdisorders  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Family of Blood | Katbelle | 37,728 words
Sometimes, when she concentrates really hard, she sees flashes of what might be, probable outcomes and at first she thinks it’s funny, but then — when she’s talking to Gordon’s neighbour and he tells her she’s a pretty young lady — there’s a glimpse of an accident and she tells Gordon’s neighbour not to go to the city by car and he takes his bike and dies anyway. She learns, then, that she might influence the details, but time has the amazing ability to correct itself.

She still doesn’t know why she knows, but that doesn’t matter. Dad would be proud and Erik would be amused and he would tell her that she’s his favourite sister.
fic  katbelle  XMFC  oc  eriklehnsherr  charlesxavier  charles/erik  au  space-time  depression  hurt/comfort  fixeditforyou  words:25000-50000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
tawabids | Mutant-to-Mutant Contact | 6,812 words
Erik strips Charles' outer wool coat off and leaves it by the lake; it is soaked through and will only weigh them down, and he can always come back for it later. Charles is also bleeding from a shallow graze on his palm, presumably from grabbing branches in his desperate attempts to stop his own body walking into the lake. Erik carries him in a fireman's lift back to the lodge, though it takes him three tries just to stand up. Climbing the snowy bank to the tree line is like a marathon, but Charles' occasional mumbled insistence, "I think I'm okay to walk," makes Erik determined to make it without a rest. It takes him almost twenty minutes to walk back to the house, though it was barely two minutes run on the way over. The blood on Charles' palm has frozen by the time they reach the porch.
fic  tawabids  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  roadtrip'62  hurt/comfort  huddling-for-warmth  words:5000-10000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
The Go To Guy | Closer | 27,009 words
It was a good feeling, being responsible for someone else's safety. Stressful, but satisfying. It was one of the parts Mike liked best about his job. These days he could afford to turn down jobs he thought were shady, picking people who really needed his help, people who needed someone to look after them, someone to care. Clients like Harvey, who paid well and frequently, made it possible for him to do little jobs on the cheap for women with deadbeat ex-husbands, families trying to find runaway kids, retirees who'd been conned and wanted their money back. True, most of what he did was catch cheating spouses, but on the balance Mike felt he was doing more good than harm in the world.

And now Harvey -- prickly, smart, sarcastic Harvey, who made Mike want to break his "don't sleep with clients" rule -- needed him.
fic  closer  suits  mikeross  mike/harvey  au  hurt/comfort  words:25000-50000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
The Better Men | TurtleTotem | 71,040 words
"—first year teaching, of course, so I expect he’ll need a certain amount of assistance now and then," Shaw was saying. "Charles is the most competent deputy any headmaster could ask for, Erik, and he’s been doing this for years. Don’t hesitate to go to him for anything you need, should I be unavailable..." He trailed off, as if finally noticing something odd in the way his Potions and Divinations masters were staring at each other.

"Of course," Charles said quickly, his voice only a little hoarse, and stuck out his hand. "Welcome back to Hogwarts, Erik."
fic  turtletotem  crossover  fusion  XMFC  hp  charlesxavier  eriklehnsherr  sebastianshaw  charles/erik  ensemble  au  au:non-powered  au:modernday  au:fusion  hurt/comfort  words:50000-100000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Five Days | cerebel | 3,582 words
Closing his eyes and opening them doesn't make any difference. There's absolutely no light source in here. It's completely dark. He feels compelled to keep moving -- little shifts, like tapping his fingers, mussing his hair, because as soon as he stays still, his body fades away. It's as though he's not even there. That he doesn't even exist.
fic  cerebel  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  torture  hurt/comfort  mindfuck  gutpunch  words:1000-5000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Intemperance of a Mad Patient | anonymous | 1,297 words
Erik comes home one night in mid-February.

He's skinny and bruised, bleeding from wounds that bloody his clothing, and Charles aches to know what has happened between October (Cuba) and now, but he has no time to ask: Erik falls to his knees in front of Charles, weak, and wraps his arms around Charles' waist.
fic  anonymous  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  futurefic  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Drowning Men | Yahtzee | 12,718 words
“Don’t you see? What Shaw did, what he let the guards do – it’s poisoned sex for me.” Wearily Erik leans against the window seat; the moonlight flooding in behind him turns his form into a shadow. “I’ve been with women. Been with men. It doesn’t matter. As soon as they begin to touch me, I hate them. I get myself off and get away from them as fast as I can, because my lovers disgust me.” Even in the shadows, Charles can make our Erik’s tormented eyes. “And I can’t – Charles, I can never let myself feel that way about you. If I lost you, it would be the final loss. The one I couldn’t bear.”
fic  yahtzee  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  this-will-all-end-in-tears  words:10000-25000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
feverish telepath | anonymous | 2,587 words
It is extremely unfair, Charles thinks. He feels much worse than any of them and it is entirely not his fault that he happens to be projecting just the tiniest amount.
fic  anonymous  XMFC  charles/erik  ensemble  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Wir schützen, was wir lieben | anonymous | 8,610 words
Raven is in the kitchen when he walks stiffly through the door. He doesn’t want her to be there, he wants to be alone, to care for his wounds himself and be done with it. And cut that fucking wound in his side a different shape.
fic  anonymous  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  ensemble  hurt/comfort  nonconbodymod  words:5000-10000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Keep the Game | mia6363 | 4,337 words
Time seemed to have melted in on itself. Maybe it was the dark… maybe it was the hunger. It was a constant twist in his stomach. Hunger was a loyal companion. Charles couldn’t remember a time when he hadn’t been hungry. Maybe he’d been hungry his whole life… but that didn’t make sense.
fic  mia6363  XMFC  charlesxavier  charles/erik  futurefic  torture  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Miles to Go (Before I Sleep) | SakuraTsukikage | 3,082 words
More than anything else, he just wanted Tony’s company. It was part of being together to share the same bed, or he’d always thought so, and, well, it was lonely and oddly disorienting, lying in Tony’s big bed by himself while Tony was working down here. Steve didn’t mind—well, not much—but he would have preferred Tony there with him. And it couldn’t be good for Tony to keep the hours he did, anyway.
fic  SakuraTsukikage  marvel  ironman  captainamerica  avengers  steverogers  steve/tony  hurt/comfort  nightmares  sleepdisorders  ptsd  words:1000-5000 
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Hunger | Yahtzee | 4,774 words
Obviously, if Erik found it easy to talk about this, he would have spoken before now. So Charles starts with what he already knows. “Shaw did this to you,” he says. “Made you – unable to eat.”
fic  yahtzee  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  torture  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000  from delicious
october 2011 by walkingshadow
Come Alive | luninosity | 2,360 words
“It’s really just a headache. There are a lot of new people around these days, most of them with very strong minds, and I’ve been failing to write this paper all morning, and I think I forgot to eat lunch—I’m sorry, we were supposed to be working on your precision, with larger objects, this afternoon, weren’t we? Shall we go?”
fic  luninosity  XMFC  eriklehnsherr  charles/erik  hurt/comfort  words:1000-5000  from delicious
october 2011 by walkingshadow
In My Skin | bluflamingo | 691 words
It's late, he thinks, and quiet. He's still drifting, but he's starting the see that first glimmer of light above the waves. He's all tangled up with Cam, tucked under heavy blankets. Cam holds him close with one arm, runs the other hand down his back, over and over, sure, firm strokes.
fic  bluflamingo  sga  sg-1  john/cameron  kink  bdsm  aftercare  subspace  hurt/comfort  comfort  words:500-1000  from delicious
october 2011 by walkingshadow
A Perfect World | blakefancier | WIP
Steve’s half frozen and the leather of his costume is warped and peeling away. “I found you,” he says, “I found you.” He bows his head over Steve’s, his breath coming in harsh, agonizing sobs. It’s a long time before he can pull himself together. “I’ll take you home.” [AU sequel to blakefancier's Wanting Series]
fic  blakefancier  marvel  captainamerica  howardstark  steverogers  steve/howard  hurt/comfort  au  kink  wip  series 
september 2011 by walkingshadow
Lima Syndrome | Yahtzee | 3,170 words
“So I take it your Brotherhood of Mutants was responsible for the plane’s trouble.” Charles studies Erik’s face carefully, at least as much as he can see with that blasted helmet in the way. He’s not used to negotiating without the considerable advantages telepathy gives him; he knows he must be careful. “Thanks for not waiting until we were in the air. All this trouble to meet me?” Bravado is not natural to him, but he feels the need to try it. The dossiers he’s read about Erik Lehnsherr, Magneto, Public Enemy Number One, suggest that he respects strength. “You might have asked, you know. Invited me to a conference table. Or to cocktails. These are the weapons of civilized men.”
fic  yahtzee  marvel  XMFC  charles/erik  ust  au  hurt/comfort  kidnapping  words:1000-5000  has:words 
september 2011 by walkingshadow
Lit Up | phreakycat | 14,807 words
For the first time since Mike met Harvey, he almost wants to tell him about the synesthesia, just so he can taunt Harvey with the fact that his laugh is magenta pink and shimmery like glitter. Then he imagines the look on Harvey's face, the indignant insistence that would no doubt follow such a proclamation, and remembers why that conversation must remain firmly in the hypothetical.
fic  phreakycat  suits  mikeross  mike/harvey  hurt/comfort  words:10000-25000  has:words 
september 2011 by walkingshadow
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