Charles dying in Erik’s arms never fails to make me bawl my eyes out no matter what universe it is
I hate everything
Stop calling out to eachother like this it’s breaking my heart
CHARLES. MAGNUS. CHARLES. MAGNUS
I wish someone would put a knife in my chest. It would hurt less than this.
Ok wtf the tag said Buckeye killed Charles. Fuck the Avengers, X-Men for life!
(Audibly purse reading adulty literature at work )
•go to the bathroom to escape
•feel very uncomfortable without a phone or some other crutch
•dwell on a small awkward moment for much longer than necessary
•never go to any social event without a person that makes you feel comfortable
•follow said person way too much
•worry about the person beginning to find you obnoxious
•faking an illness to get out of a social event
•Dont buy something necessary because the cashier is intimidating.
Fuck this is us
I’m tore between dying to read the rest of this fic and never wanting it to end. I’m up to chapter 5 of 9!