Sep. 17th, 2011

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First things first, if you open this and it's formatted like a gnome without opposable thumbs did it, it's because LJ and I have been in a full-scale Format war all week. I can't touch anything in the editor because it erases the ENTIRE POST. AND I CREYY, "LJ, PLEASE, BABY, GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE." But I'm unworthy, apparently.

Two, this is dedicated and written for and revised by [livejournal.com profile] everhaunting. Everyone, EH held my hand through this fic, THAT WAS CURSED, (there are dead pens and tattered notebooks in its wake), and kissed my booboo's and listened to me complain and ramble, much like I'm doing now, because she is A MOTHERFUCKING CHAMP. ILY, BB.


The Finest
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ofvanity
Pairing: Alex Summers/Charles Xavier
Words: ~12750 (total)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Intercrural sex, ideologically sensitive themes.
Disclaimer: X-Men does not belong to me.
Author's Note: As to so far, this is all I have to say about this fandom, it follows the movie verse, including anything the writer's may have said about how they arranged this verse for the characters.

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Everyone else in the facility is loud in their thoughts, unabashed and completely open. Alex is quiet, like gentle wind rustling the leaves of a tree. )

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