Professor X

BETTERTELEPATH.  a private & selective roleplay blog for marvel’s CHARLES XAVIER / PROFESSOR X. primarily movie & headcanon based. established january 25th, 2025. heavily affiliated with @thwipsthrown mains @localwebslingers @inhcritance @thwipsthrown @auroradicit

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!!! UNLESS OTHERWISE SPECIFIED/PLOTTED YOUR MUSE DOES NOT KNOW CHARLES IS A MUTANT - THIS IS NON NEGOTIABLE !!!

He's sitting in his chair, watching some kids play basketball and some other kids play tag while a few of the older kids are in the background, bringing some of the horses inside to groom them and probably tack up to go for a ride.

It always makes him smile, seeing this place for what it is now, instead of thinking back to what it used to be for him when he was their age. He'd managed to change it into a safe haven for children like himself. It enabled him to help a lot of kids, like himself, to understand their powers and hopefully struggle less with them than he had.

And Charles thinks he's doing a good job of it. The kids seem happy and comfortable and like they've found community here - which was exactly what he'd had in mind for it.

He'd done so many incredible things in his life, from research to being an omega level mutant, but this? This place? Well it was still the best thing he'd ever achieved.

Just as he's thinking about all of that, he feels lips press to his cheek, pulling him back out of his head. He blinks a moment, a little dazed, before turning his head to see Phee run off.