They Deserve Better

A Cherik Inktober Challenge

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The X-Men Flufftober Challenge is back!

Yes, it's only the beginning of September, but we want to give everyone who wants to participate a head start. The prompts are available and the AO3 collection is live, so feel free to create!

This challenge originally began as a cherik challenge, but this year it is open to all X-Men characters and ships. The only thing we ask is the works be fluffy and sweet.

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The Prompts:

Home

Families of Choice

Picnic

Roses

Wine

Celebration

Kittens/Puppies/Pets

Vacation

Roommates

Proposal

Domesticity

Cuddles

Established Relationship

After the Rain

Sleeping

Friends to Lovers

Cooking/Baking

True Love's Kiss

Growing Older Together

Kids

Fireplace

Autumn Leaves

Coffee/Tea

Games

First Kiss

Meet Cute

Teaching

Family Dinners

Dancing

Snow

Halloween

The Wildcards:

Trick or Treat

Gifts

Soulmates

Sleeping In

The AO3 Collection:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Day 31: Halloween

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Charles had always loved Halloween, even when it was still a Holy Day and not any fun. 

Especially now that he had Erik with him. 

“Do you think we look obvious?” Erik said, fidgeting uncomfortably with the cape he was wearing. Sharp eye teeth glinted in the street light, and he looked somehow like a caricature of the thing that he was. 

“We look fine. At worst we look like over enthusiastic adults.”

“Remind me why, after nearly half a millennium of existing in this form, we decide to do this?”

“Because. There’s something nice about walking around like everything is normal.”

“You just hide a body in a dumpster,” Erik pointed out, “If you continue, no one will leave their house because they’ll think there is a murderer on the loose.”

Charles smiled and sidled up to Erik, wrapped an arm around him and grinned. “After all these years, you worry?”

“No Charles,” Erik said, rolling his eyes.

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Hello! I’m sure some of you saw the prompts for the @theydeservebettercherikchallenge floating around and I’m happy to say I did all 31 of them! 

Read the fic collection here! 

My personal favorites are 2. Kittens, 4. Beach, 9. Blankets, 16. Wedding, 21. Dancing, and 30. Family!

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Title: New Uses for Vibranium Author: @ireneadonovan​ Prompt: Vibranium Summary: Steve and Bucky have a foursome with Erik and Charles. Rating: Mature Warnings | Content: Foursome: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes/Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr Creator’s Notes: This turned out silly and a bit smutty rather than spooky, but I managed to work in Halloween and costume references.

“They’re here,” Steve announced. “I can’t believe we’re really doing this,” Bucky said as he opened the door to reveal Charles and Erik. They’d talked any number of times about a foursome, but now they were actually going to do it. Charles smiled warmly. “Hello, Bucky.” “C'mon in.” Bucky found his voice, stepped back. Charles wheeled inside, and Erik was close behind. “Where are we setting up?” Charles asked. “Bedroom?” “Yeah.” Steve. “Follow me.” Once they reached the bedroom, they all began to strip. “You’re sure we can’t do costumes?” Erik asked. “It’s Halloween.” “I think we have enough costumes in our everyday lives.” Steve. Erik sighed, dropped his jeans. “Fuck me!” Bucky stared at the man’s massive cock. “As long as Steve and Charles don’t object.” “You know I like to watch, love,” Charles said. Steve turned bright red before saying, “Only if I get a turn.” Erik smiled, showing an impressive number of teeth. “I have a better idea.” His brow furrowed in concentration, then a dildo in swirled shades of red, white, and blue floated into the room and a bottle of lube emerged from Erik’s bag. “Did you make that from my shield?” “Yep. Bend over.

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Wish Upon A Star - Halloween

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A school full of teenagers celebrating Halloween was, quite literally, a headache. An endless cycle of excitement and brief bursts of terror permeated the building. There was a current pause on watching horror movies, just in case Jason started projecting while asleep again, but even with those gone there was still a neverending supply of thrills and scares.

Charles would, of course, claim to be far too old for such nonsense. He would argue he had only decorated his wheelchair as the x-jet  in order to please the children, and he had no real desire to join in the partying. That would be a lie, and Erik knew it. Erik realised that Charles was excited about what they were doing, even if he didn’t say so, and Erik decided to make it extra special for him.

“Charles?” He woke him with a kiss, once he’d decorated the mansion in orange and black streamers, carved pumpkins and many other ornaments. “Happy Halloween." 

Charles’s eyes flickered open, and he saw Erik was standing there wearing a grey tube. It took a moment for him to recognise that it had a tail, and from there he realised the triangles around his face were teeth.

"A shark?”

“I’m doing this for you.” Erik said with a grin. “Come on. I’ve told all the children they can eat breakfast in their outfits.”

Charles nodded, and squeezed Erik’s hand.

“You look utterly ridiculous.”

“I know.”

“I love you.”

“I know.” Erik smiled. “I love you too.”

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Day 30: Family

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Charles was practically cut off from his family, his brother thought this was hilarious, and he was being forced out of his house. He was still a teenager. But he knew that really, this was all for the better. He smirked as he went through his room, meticulously looking for everything that was his. He didn’t want to take anything that was paid for by his family. 

He only took the things given to him by his real father, and the things that had been given to him by his mother out of pity. 

There wasn’t much: only a few sets of clothes, a few jackets, a pair of shoes, and an embarrassing amount of books and notebooks. He sighed and looked at all of it. He put on the clothes, it was cold and he would need them. But the beauty of it all was that it was his, as he tossed almost everything he could into his school bag. 

He looked at himself in the mirror. He looked normal, like he wasn’t running away from home in the middle of the night, in freezing weather. 

He laughed and wondered how long he had been planning for this. 

He didn’t even sneak out a back door or a back window. He didn’t even bring food, only the money he had earned himself. Charles smiled and looked at the living room full of people. 

“Bye, mom.”

They sat there in a dumbfounded silence. 

“Charles?” The reply came from his mother, but it seemed confused. 

It was too late, because he was already gone. He didn’t own a car, at least not one that was his and his alone. 

So he walked, and walked for what felt like hours in the dark of night, shivering in what was really just a sweatshirt and jeans. 

He ended up standing in front of an apartment building, pressing a frozen finger to a buzzer. 

No one came, and he started to feel himself panic. What id this was a mistake? What if he wouldn’t be let in? It was already well past midnight, what if he had woken them up and they wouldn’t take him?

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Day 29: Pride

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Charles was not the type to be proud of things that weren’t the most moral. He liked to think there was a definite line between a good action and one that was imperfect. To him there was no evil, for there as only chances for redemption. 

So he had no idea what emotions he was feeling as he stood with his back to the wall and watched Erik get punched in the face. 

He knew Erik was doing it for him, but he had a feeling that this was just because Erik liked to make points. They both knew the telepath could handle his own in an argument or even in a physical fight. And things had been perfectly civil. 

Sure, Charles was backed against a wall and the other two were thinking quite loudly about all the possible ways they could kill him. But he was sure he wasn’t going to get murdered. He could talk his way out of this and then, if the worst really did come to worst, he could use his powers. 

But, Erik rounded the corner holding his jacket. 

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#TheyDeserveBetter Cherik Inktober Challenge Day Thirty-One: Halloween

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Days 26&27: Hug/Massage

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Charles was so tired after helping Erik move into the mansion that all he could do was lean against the taller man and sigh, so tired that that was sincerely all he could do without passing out. His arms started to raise into a hug, but it just wouldn’t work. 

He yawned, “From the outside you seem like a minimalist. You have so many things. And so many of them are heavy.”

“Beds are supposed to be heavy.”

“I’m talking about the box of metal bits and pieces.”

“Oh.”

Charles buried his face in Erik’s chest with a yawn. He couldn’t move. He didn’t want to move. 

Lucky for him, he was picked up and carried onto a couch, where Erik sat down and Charles curled up, partially on his lap. Erik wrapped his arms around him, in a half sort of hug. 

“You happen to know how to massage?”

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#TheyDeserveBetter Cherik Inktober Challenge Day Thirty: Family

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Wish upon a star - help

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Starting over a new life in Genosha was a challenge for Charles. It meant leaving behind decades of comfort, and everything he had built, and having to hope.

He didn’t know, when he first arrived on the island, if he would be of any use. The place was thriving, full of life, but there were so many things that still needed doing, things that needed to be fixed or put together, and he was only too aware of his own lack of ability to help with the manual labour.

Erik obviously spent time with him in the evenings, but during the day he was busy with trying to organise things, not to mention ensuring the path system across the island would be traversable. Charles ended up sitting in the meetings, helping out and advising, listening to problems. When Erik got called away, he remained because he was being useful.

Then one day he was making his way home, when he heard a faint burst of laughter, and a few moments later a girl of about eight appeared in front of him, blinked, and then disappeared once more.

Charles clapped and laughed, and she appeared again, grinning at him.

“Hello…” Charles smiled at her, and began to wonder. There were other children here, and more to follow he was sure. He got home, pulled out a notebook and began to draw.

When Erik arrived home that evening, Charles smiled up at him. “Dearest, I’ll need your help to build a school.”

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Day 25: Chess

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Chess was a thing that Erik as sure he was at a disadvantage in. Charles could read his mind, and there was no way that the telepath wouldn’t exploit that. 

So Erik was surprised when he won their first game. 

“What? How?”

“Good game, Erik.”

“How did I win?”

“You backed me into a corner with your queen and there was no escape.”

“No I understand that part. Why weren’t you using your powers? You could have anticipated that and killed my queen with a bishop like four moves ago. Granted, I would have taken that bishop with my rook, but you know.”

“That wouldn’t really be fair, though. Because I’d be using power to cheat.”

“It wouldn’t really be cheating. It would just be doing what your fully capable of.”

“Fine. Let’s play again, and we can both use our powers.”

Four moves later Erik was in checkmate, because he had been under the control of Charles and had fallen for the single most well known trick in the book. 

“Actually I didn’t control you.”

“What did you do then?”

“Distract you by making you suddenly very interested in the carpet.”

Erik laughed and stood up, walking over to a sofa. “I’ve had enough.”

Charles stood up and sat beside him, shifting so he was under Erik’s arm. 

“See, there is a reason I don’t use my powers. It takes all the fun out of it.”

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#TheyDeserveBetter Cherik Inktober Challenge Day Twenty-Nine: Pride

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#TheyDeserveBetter Cherik Inktober Challenge Day Twenty-Eight: Help

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Day 24: Flowers

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Erik was standing in a flower shop, having a crisis. He vaguely knew flower meanings from a high school art class, but that’s about it.

“I know you have friends and family discount, but this is embarrassing, Erik.”

Charles was leaning over the counter, his eyes narrowed in a grin.

Erik grinned back at him, looking vaguely uncomfortable. In his hand he held white heather flowers, yellow daffodils, and his phone, which had the quickly searched up header “Flowers and their meanings for sentimental idiots.”

“Its needs to be perfect.”

“Whoever its for is lucky. Do they know you are abusing your florist friend?”

“Yes.”

Erik grabbed a few ranunculus, looking at his phone with frenzied eyes. 

“You can just ask me for help.”

“Okay. Is there a flower for perfection?”

“Hmm..” Charles narrowed his eyes, “Tulip.”

Erik nodded and grabbed one. He handed them all to Charles, who arranged them carefully, wrapped them in paper and plastic, and tied it with a ribbon. 

“Who’s it for?”

“You.”

“Oh!”

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#TheyDeserveBetter Cherik Inktober Challenge Day Twenty-Seven: Massage

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#TheyDeserveBetter Cherik Inktober Challenge Day Twenty-Six: Hug