|Title: Peonies Mean Life|
Characters: None shown, but implied Erik/Charles (XMFC)
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Drawn for this fic, For I Mean To Conquer Troy by twelve_pastels:
Set one year post movie, Charles overloads himself in Cerebro, and his mind goes walkabout; wherever he is (and he’s around), it’s not in his body. Erik temporarily takes over the school in his absence, and finds that there’s little time for resentment or hatred when he’s busy organizing assigned reading for English lit, keeping the youngest children out of trouble, and trying to talk Raven into wearing clothing for the boys’ sake. Somewhere in between taking responsibility for the students and dreaming Charles’ dreams every night, he manages to remember that he’s something rather more than a weapon. In other words: A Love Story between two Gentlemen, told in Prose, Epistles, and Nonsense Rhymes.
In the fic, Erik writes to a sleeping (coma?) Charles and tells him about being given a peony while recovering in a hospital after being freed from the camps. The mother of one of the nurses had her bring the flower for Erik as a way to brighten his day and help ease his suffering. Since then, Erik has associated peonies with life. And so when Charles is in the coma Erik took to leaving peony cuttings by his bedside.
So yeah, I reread the fic yesterday during a bit of downtime at work and then all I wanted to do for the rest of the day was draw a peony. This fic, man, this fic. ;_________; I really really really like how the peony came out. :D
Sorry to my flist for all this X-Men and Erik/Charles spam. I promise there will be something H/D or even Supernatural related in the very near future. ♥
Now I must go and answer comments. ♥