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◣Erik Lehnsherr◥ ❛ I thought I was alone. ❜

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charles is a dumb homo pass it on

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gakface:

                   he replied with a grunt.                    no one had, technically,                    let him in.

  ❛ I assume that you're here       to inquire about the Brotherhood.       Or is that too forward a supposition? ❜

[scaledmetamorph]

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mysteriousxmystique:

❛ We don’t need a telepath, Magneto. We don’t need her. And we can’t repace Charles, your best friend and my brother, with…with her! ❜

❛ And you think that firing her   is our best bet? I thought that   you were more rational than this.   The truth of the matter is that we   need everyone who offers their   service, whether we're entirely    fond of them or not; Charles   is no longer a part of this   equation. ❜

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cambixn:

      “Is the food a good reason?            Because I’m starving.”

❛ Thievery is a criminal offence, you know. ❜ 

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do you ship Erik with anyoun

( I ACTUALLY THOUGHt that this was made super obvious by the content of my blog but I guess it's only noticeable to my friends and I. I've got some super big ships for this lunatic but I think it's more fun to have people slowly figure them out than me just tell them fjdskalnv 8^B )

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felinisms:

            " these locks haven’t been                         around since the 1950’s. you sure you’re keeping                         up with security, leaving confidential documents                         out here? —i mean, you could at least upgrade. “

she scolds playfully, a torrid smile sprawled upon the cat’s lips as she holds aforementioned papers & files alike in a curled claw, standing behind a mahogany desk (what she could only proclaim as belonging to he). none of which was important to her lifestyle, but interesting, nonetheless: nobody told her of what went down during these years, and frankly— she couldn’t care any less. with a heart laced with poison, the thief knows that worth was lacking in this neck of the woods— but curiosity managed before she could control sticky fingers, and to meet the man who kept such an important agenda at hand would be exclusive.

A tad too officious for his taste; akin to some pestilence, which wound its fingers around the necks of its victims, relentless in its meddlesome fury hence. Alas, few visitors plagued him then, and even fewer had good reason to; this, certainly, proved its worth as an extempore eventuation. Salutation weaves a weary path in form of a scrutinising facade; bemusement forthwith is supplanted by another, twisted into some amalgamation of vexation and quaere. ❛ I suppose it slipped my mind. ❜

Gallionic foil embraces the gait which makes privy its spectator, an impartial cant of the head, followed in tandem by the surrection of metacarpal palpability, both of which mark the overture; thereafter shall he cavalierly snap listless dactyls ( unnecessarily, one might add, perchance enacted simply for the theatricality it then sires ), and thus shall the equally antediluvian lamp illuminate the vicinal so rudely impregnated by unwonted footfalls.

                        ❛ Most trivial things do;                            it's quite a problem of                            mine. ❜

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lookprettierlikethis:

She took a few more brave steps forward, relaxing more. Raven always felt comfortable with Erik, like she  could be herself. But, she wasn’t the same insecure girl she was before.

She learned about the world. She didn’t hide, and she was more confident with herself than ever. Shaking her head, a small laugh of hers echoed through the room.

"You always were right, Erik…  That isn’t my plan here, although  it would be nice, it’s not my intention.”

❛ Then what is? ❜

Facsimile bemusement knells then upon the countenance which so spake its form; a catechism, if anything at all, to sow a seed of wonderment, for there was little in him which could so much as guess at her motives. An infuscated stroke raises itself, creases the vellum looming over its form.

How things change; long ago, he would have  known the reason for this visitation hence. What vicissitudes of acquaintanceship had enveloped  them; unwelcome, all the same. 

❛ If I remember correct--you were never one to   pursue something without a viable reason. ❜

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[courpus]

Ruta Sepetys, Between Shades of Gray

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"I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PEOPLE STILL GIVE SOMEONE LIKE YOU A DOZEN CHANCES--AND THEN THERE'S /ME/."

[laserdeadpool]

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( okay thankyou for putting up with my little hiatus! it's only for a few more days, then I'm finally effing done with the semester. also--i've got a lot of you to thank for...promoing me--I think? anyhow, i somehow reached 400 followers in my absence; but that is not the point!!! let it be known that i shall make my great return here on wednesday, if not sooner: so, until then! )

[mxrcure]

+5

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mxrcure:

xxprofessor

thextwiins

xsalvare

sacrifxced​

courpus

"If it makes any difference to you, now that I think about it, this was a really bad idea." He says as he’s hanging from the chandelier by one foot.

Scrutiny, in light of all else, prevails atop a countenance stained by either indifference or vexation--perchance a melded formation of both. 

❛ Yes, but almost entirely    expected of you, all the    same. ❜

[psych-facts]

At what point does a man turn into a monster? I don’t believe that it’s when he does horrible things, but when he accepts that he’s able to do them, and that he does them well.

[nightcrawliing-blog-blog]

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nightcrawliing:

              ❝ Kenne ich Sie nicht? ❞

                              yes, kurt, because speaking in                               german to a man who could possibly                               not know german is such a great idea.

❛ Ah--vielleicht.    Ich konnte in den Nachrichten    einmal gewesen sein.    Warum? ❜

Fortunately, he has not yet forgotten his roots. A shrug acquaints itself with the oration; a cavalier riposte for something so abrupt. 

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ainimus:

a short sigh & prolonged pause.     ❛     it’s your turn.❜

❛ I almost forgot. ❜

Callously does the sentiment befall, and yet the dactyls that encroach, encircle the rook withal, squander no subtle grace; gingerly, even, was the piece clasped before moving forth, though some such mutation could have dealt with its form entire, sans digits' statutory  culpability.

❛ I'm not sure your house-mate     would appreciate me lingering. ❜

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inxnatura:

courpus ha respondido a tu publicación:._. ainimus & courpus

WEEPS fjdslfkdsajfls thankyou for noticing tHEM IM SUch a theme nerd i s2g

you two are adorable. idk why you guys make me thing of erik and charles as soccer dads with a brood of mutants