3 Works by Jacavoy85 (JacAvoy85) in X-Men: First Class (2011) RPF
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Michael Fassbender likes FanFiction too by Jacavoy85 (JacAvoy85)
X-Men: First Class (2011) RPF
18 Apr 2013
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"There are pictures," James said in his horror—and really, why was he so surprise? They brought this on themselves, what with all the flirting and innocent touching that went on between them during their interviews. "And stories, and- and pictures!" James twisted his face around to look at Michael. "And-and drawings of sorts!" He clicked on something on his screen. "Dear lord! What is Charles doing to Erik in this one?"
Michael's shoulders were shaking. "Those are called "fan art"," he pointed out.
James just looked back at him in horror. "Fan art? Wha… what is all this?"
"I told you not to get on Tumblr, James." The older man shook his head.
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ReWrite! by Jacavoy85 (JacAvoy85)
X-Men: First Class (2011), X-Men: First Class (2011) RPF
14 Sep 2012
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While filming the sequel to First Class, James can't help but notice that Michael takes his roles a little too seriously, especially when their director says he wants to play out a more ‘romantic’ view, involving Erik and Charles.
“I told you to call me Erik,” Michael said. James swallowed, “Er-ik,” he forced himself to say (Michael visibly relaxed, shoulders slumming as the tension drained out of them) “Don’t you think it’s a bit much? You don’t have to ‘live’ Erik 24/7- -Matthew just said to get into the mindset of our character’s- -not be them.” He didn’t want Michael to BE Erik, it was creepy at best. “Oh,” Michael said hauntingly as he made his way closer to the brunet, “I’m afraid that’s where you’re mistaken,” he ran a hand down James’ cheek, “you see- - I already am him.”
“What,” James asked with a gulp, “do you mean?”
Pindrop silence.
“I am Erik.”
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XMFC Beach Scene Fluff by Jacavoy85 (JacAvoy85)
X-Men: First Class (2011), X-Men: First Class (2011) RPF
31 Mar 2012
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Now, Michael knows his next line: I want you by my side, but before he delivers it, a brief thought flies through his head of what it would be like to have James by his side, and a certain memory known as ‘The Golf Cart Incident’ flashes through his head. His lips tug up slightly and he knows he’s botched up the scene before he can even think about it.
So he rolls with it.
“I want you by my side,” he says seriously, then snorts, “and I think we should get married and lots of little mutant babies.”