“Just let me drink myself to death. I’m not worth trying to help.”
“Just let me drink myself to death. I’m not worth trying to help.”
He grabs the bottle again, flickering his cigarette away as he does. There’s obvious pain there that’s he’s trying to burry with his bad habits.
He grabs the bottle again, flickering his cigarette away as he does. There’s obvious pain there that’s he’s trying to burry with his bad habits.
“Why do you care?” He asks calmly.
“Why do you care?” He asks calmly.
He rolls his eyes, “My Erik thinks we can coexist with them. Him and his silly brotherhood think they’re doing good. They’re only playing into our eventual downfall.”
He rolls his eyes, “My Erik thinks we can coexist with them. Him and his silly brotherhood think they’re doing good. They’re only playing into our eventual downfall.”
He sits the bottle down and takes a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. This man is just full of bad habits.
He sits the bottle down and takes a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. This man is just full of bad habits.
//Literate and Semi-detailed.
//Independent Portrayal.
//Ships w/ chem. (Non) Lewd
//Writer Tag: #X
//Like and Repost?
//Literate and Semi-detailed.
//Independent Portrayal.
//Ships w/ chem. (Non) Lewd
//Writer Tag: #X
//Like and Repost?
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warren worthington iii.
survived, as he should have.
mdni. sel. mv.
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“Shouldn’t you be off playing nice with the humans?” He asks, seeming to have him confused with someone else.
“Shouldn’t you be off playing nice with the humans?” He asks, seeming to have him confused with someone else.
He doesn’t even acknowledge Peter’s presence when he comes back. His focus is fully on his drink now.
At least he stopped throwing things for now.
He doesn’t even acknowledge Peter’s presence when he comes back. His focus is fully on his drink now.
At least he stopped throwing things for now.
He picks up another bottle to throw but notices there’s still whiskey in it.
He takes a big swig of the liquid before cradling the bottle in his hands like something precious.
Like it’s his life line.
He picks up another bottle to throw but notices there’s still whiskey in it.
He takes a big swig of the liquid before cradling the bottle in his hands like something precious.
Like it’s his life line.
× Charles F. Xavier
× AU Portrayal
"...Who comes to my school looking for trouble."
× Charles F. Xavier
× AU Portrayal
"...Who comes to my school looking for trouble."
He struggles with getting the bottle open. He’s obviously too shit faced to have much coordination.
Erik stared at Charles. He has met a lots of variants, but none so.. Broken and rude.
“You need to sober up”
“Go the f-fuck away!” He stumbles slightly.
He struggles with getting the bottle open. He’s obviously too shit faced to have much coordination.
“I’m no fucking teacher. I-” He picks up another empty bottle to throw at him again, but he hesitates as he cuts off his sentence.
“I’m no fucking teacher. I-” He picks up another empty bottle to throw at him again, but he hesitates as he cuts off his sentence.