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Kocham Cie -- Charles:Erik by turtletotem, literature

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Kocham Cie -- Charles:Erik

Fandom: X-Men First Class Pairing: Charles/Erik Summary: Charles has mixed feelings about Erik's pet names for him Contains: slash, syrupy fluff, probably mangling of foreign languages Done for a 1stclass_kink prompt, link below. Translations also below. Charles can handle liebling and even schatzi, but when Erik calls him zaubermaus during a moment of... distraction, he bites Erik's lip — not in the fun way — and throws him out of the bedroom. Erik just laughs. And the next day he switches from German endearments to Polish ones. At least Charles assumes they're Polish; he knows Erik grew up speaking both languages, and the w

You Remind Me Of... by AlliSquish, literature

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You Remind Me Of...

Toby, as could be expected, had grown into an energetic and active toddler, constantly wobbling across his house, loudly garbling as he went. Both his parents, Robert and Karen, were entertained and laughed at their son's antics, though he also worried them both with how adventurous his antics could be. Toby loved to climb the staircase railings, again garbling his own language as he went. There was once when he was on the move, Karen had come out of the kitchen, drying her hands on a towel, and screamed bloody murder when she saw her son had reached the top of the stair case: just on the wrong side of it. For all his antics though, Toby's

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A reason to Believe by honour-huston, literature

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A reason to Believe

A damp mist rose from the wet grey pavement. Weary feet shuffled along aimlessly, seemingly on automatic pilot returning home from another mind numbing day at a job that stole a little more of your soul with each passing day. The rain had started just before the evening rush, large plops hit the sidewalks and in rapid succession, umbrellas popped open as the heavens opened above them. One umbrella, however, was held a bit higher than the others. The stride of the person beneath it was not as downtrodden as those who surrounded her. Evey Hammond walked along the sidewalk, staring straight ahead concentrating on each step forward. She gla