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  1. Public Bookmark 19

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    On the eve of Cuba, Charles and Erik unknowingly impregnate each other. Months later, the babies' powers manifest in utero, making pregnancy that much more awkward for Charles - but dangerous for Erik. When this results in Erik being dragged back to Charles against his will, the two could have the chance to repair their devastated relationship, if they will only try; but with everything that stands between them, that's not likely to happen, so they're going to need a little push....

    The double mpreg crack fic featuring Emma as a troll, our boys as maladjusted bookends of the same dysfunctional soul, and the babies as - well, that would be telling.

    26 Jan 2012

  2. Public Bookmark 12

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    Darwin, adapting, and porn.

    21 Jun 2011

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  3. Public Bookmark 57

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    It starts one morning when, walking down a hallway during a lull between lessons, Erik comments casually to Charles, "Don't forget to train yourself too." Written for the Kink Bingo prompt: hypnosis / mind control.

    17 Jun 2011

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    And again. See above.

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    A nighttime lesson on resisting mental invasions by telepaths with questionable motives and a pathetic sense of humor. Pre-Everything Goes Wrong, during the time when Erik and Charles are roadtripping and recruiting students.

    17 Jun 2011

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    Erik and Charles should always be ~building mental resistance.

  5. Public Bookmark 17

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    The rules for surviving Zombieland are also pretty useful for surviving life

    31 Dec 2009

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    I sat there and stared at the closed door for a few seconds, feeling kind of empty and alone and doomed to spend the rest of my life celibate. But seeing how I was already doomed to spend the rest of my life running from zombies, maybe the celibacy wasn't all that important in the great scheme of things. I kept telling myself that as I crawled into bed and pulled the covers over my head.

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