Fic: Cant

Title: Cant
Summary: Loose lips sink ships.
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Word Count: 714
Rating/Contents: PG (unless you understand any of it), pining, etc
Pairing: Charles/Erik
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A/N: Oh, hey, something I was up at 3 in the morning writing that actually kind of relates to my comps! At least, one of my committee members taught me a bunch of this. So, two steps removed. I... may or may not translate this. I can't decide which is funnier.
ETA: Now with translation!

( Cant )

Translation, etc.

So someone(s) did actually ask for a translation of Cant. IMHO it's not actually necessary to know the vocabulary to get the gist of the story, but here we go anyway.

( Varda the bijou cut tag )

Ohhh dear.

Oh my god, you guys, three times in as many days, I have gotten kudos notifications on stories and gone, "...what the hell story is that? Did I write something called that?"

So it is past time to do this meme again.

Pop quiz! Pick a sentence or so from anything I've written (consult the AO3), and I'll see if I can identify it. Be brutal, but we will have none of this "Jesus wept" crap. I'm expecting at least ten words here.

Also, for real though, brain, if I'm going to write kinky Charles/Erik, you've got to give me something better than frustrated!dominant!bottom Charles and clueless!newbie!Erik. It's only the frustrated and clueless parts that bother me, mind. But STEP UP YOUR GAME.