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  1. Public Bookmark 11

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    Erik Lehnsherr is dead. Before his funeral, Charles Xavier revisits old memories.
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    If there was a god, and if he was watching, he would have seen two drunk fools tangled together in the soft light, creating their own sort of heaven. He might have taken pity on them; they did not yet know they were doomed.
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    29 Aug 2026

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    incredible writing, my heart breaks

  2. Public Bookmark 28

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    Wet hair plastered to his forehead, Charles stares up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. “You care about me, don’t you, Erik?” he says, affection evident in his voice.

    Erik blinks, doing his best to ignore how warm he is around the ears. “Of course. You’re all I’ve got.”

    Charles grins, happily squirming around a little on the bed. “Come closer. I’ve got to tell you something.” He beckons Erik closer. Once Erik leans in, Charles tells him in a slurred whisper, “I love you.”

    Erik freezes. A flurry of indecipherable thoughts float through his head. Once he remembers how to form words again, he says quietly, “You’re drunk, Charles.”

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  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    29 Aug 2026

  4. Rec *

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    “It’s called This or That, Granger. I’m sure you’ll pick it up quick.”

    She glowered at him. “It’s called Would You Rather and it’s a Muggle game, you prat.”

    He made a one-arm gesture of acceptance. “Fine, Granger. Would you rather…” He assessed her then smirked. “Have someone use their hands to give you a back massage or an orgasm?”

    She got the sense he expected her to blush at the word. She stared at him, frustration mounting that he was being so juvenile and making their project take longer than it needed to.

    “Can’t decide?” He quipped when she was still staring at him.

    “Back massage,” she snapped. “I can’t do that myself.”

    He chuckled. “Can’t do either of them yourself, but perhaps you’re too pure to know that. Pity not in the way that matters.”

    Now she looked up. “What?”

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    Or where Malfoy thinks women don’t masturbate and Hermione cannot abide ignorance.

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