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Imagine Charles and Erik trying to (unsuccessfully) recruit you for X-men

A/N: this is a draft from THREE YEARS AGO. I was reminded of its existence only because Draft.ai is being taken down and I got an e-mail reminding me to download my files.

The sound of the gun's hammer being pulled back filled the quiet night. The metal weapon glistened in the moonlight. It was held by a trembling hand although it belonged to a man of certainty.

"Who are you?" Charles asked. It was quite visible that he had very little experience with firearms. The shaky muzzle pointed to a figure in the dark. Given his lack of expertise and visible nervousness, there was no chance he could actually shoot them. "What do you want?" he raised his voice.

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1. Loki:

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3. X-Men:

4. James Barnes/Bucky

5. Spider-Man

8. Druig

Author's note: chill days and classical and/or 50s/60s music is the closest to heaven humans can get. Nocturne 20 in C Sharp Minor is my absolute favourite

Imagine spending peaceful, rainy afternoons with your partner Charles in his study, just enjoying the presence of one another.

The rain softly hit the outer windowsill repeatedly as if tapping out a melody so old it had already been forgotten by all creatures: the sound of the world. While the cold water drizzled against the windows, you were lying on a comfortable, vintage couch in Charles' study. Both of you were reading: you a collection of Lovecraft's stories and he a stack of official papers, probably something he got from Moira or maybe new research he was interested in. The room had a faint scent of vanilla because of the tea you were sipping on. You weren't sure if it was only you that smelled it as Charles has never commented on the mild, sweet scent occupying his study. Little did you know, he did not like the smell of vanilla by itself: he has grown to enjoy the fragrant air because it reminded him of you.

Imagine being a mutant who spent most of their life on the run. Charles saves you and gives you a chance to start anew as a teacher.

"They really seem to like you,." Charles broke the silence. He and (Y/N) were watching students having their own fighting tournament in a makeshift ring on a lawn.

"Maybe. I think they like freedom more. Media shows us as monsters, at school they are told to control themselves, and here they have a safe place where they can let it all out."

"You could have just taught them to fight, and yet you created a whole philosophy around it. Why?" he looked at her while she was still watching the students.

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