#because literally

「I'm not sorry that I like fics where Charles is dead.

It took me ONE WHOLE MONTH to find this fic which satisfies all I wanted when I started to search for Cherik fics.」

If I could walk back to yesterday, I would by sareyen

Summary: Charles had braced himself for the pain. He knew that when Erik would push the coin through Shaw's head that he would inadvertently push it into his. He knew that he would feel the slow, torturous drag of metal through his skin, his brain tissue, his mind. He had even prepared for the heartbreak and the betrayal, because once Erik had put on Shaw's helmet, Charles's heart had already shattered to pieces.

But when Charles's mind was fractured by the coin, he hadn't been prepared to lose a part of himself he could not bear to live without.

Because without a mind he had no telepathy, and without telepathy, Charles was...

Human.

Or: Charles loses his telepathy after Cuba, and all the pain that follows.

The quote:

Who would have thought that something as small as a coin could do so much damage.

+1+2+…

“I truly should have gotten over this by now is what you’re thinking, isn’t it? God, it must be so freeing for you all, to not have to tiptoe around me with your thoughts. It’s been four years, Charles, and you’re still bitter. What, should it take me one year to get used to my legs? One year to get over losing my powers? One year to get over Raven? One year for Erik?” Charles continued, knuckles white as he gripped the wheels of his chair.

+angst

“I was afraid,” Charles admitted weakly, letting out a broken laugh. “Because you… you loved me, once. Because I was a mutant. And now… I’m no longer… I just wanted to be the person that you loved, once, and not another human for you to hate.”

+super angst

so anyways, i went to the city with my roomie for an exhibition and we spent a nice evening together, everything was very cool, we decided to head back home when suddenly a slightly drunken guy approaches us and asks how to get to some place nearby. And boy, oh boy, if that wasn't a real-life NPC then I don't know what is. I started to talk to him and tried to ask him the exact place he wanted to get to, because the location he gave us was very vague and i think i accidentally accepted the side quest so somehow we ended up walking him home?? It took us like good twenty minutes to get there because when i told him we can walk him there he got a ridicously big (and heavy) bag from some bushes and was taking breaks every fifity meters or so to put it on the other shoulder

we got to his tenement, made sure he made it to the entrance and decided to go to the bus to go back home and all seemed cool but five stops before ours the bus suddenly broke, like, in the middle of the street it just started to flash red lights and beep and then just died or something, anyways the bus driver tell us we won't go any further and there should be another bus in ten minutes so we can walk to the nearest stop and wait.

But of course the impatient creatures we are, we decided 10 minutes is too long and would rather go to the tram stop. And just when I thought the randomness of this day reached its peak, he appeared. A guy in his late thirties, pushing a shopping cart (like one of those small ones that look like baskets with wheels) even though we were clearly not even near any shops, filled with the biggest chocolate bars i've ever seen. We ignored him and started to walk past him when he turned to us and started to say something, half-Polish, half-English. He somehow managed to tell us he needs a lighter (do i need to mention the guy was shitfaced too?), i gave it to him saying some random polite shit like "here you are" and the guy makes big eyes asking if we're Polish. We said, truthfully, that yessir, we are and at this point he starts to dance some, i have no idea, dance of pure joy, raising his hands to the air and screaming that he found all the answers to all the questions. After he finished he wanted to "give us everything he has on him" and reached for the rest of his cigs (that he kept in his pocket without any box or anything so you can imagine how did they look) and when we politely said we don't want them he reached to the basket and took one of those ridiculous chocolates and pushed it into my hands. Me, shocked and my roomie trying not to choke from laughter are standing there, in the middle of nowhere and this guy is rambling something about how people should be nicer to each other and help each other out and generally that we are good young folks and the future of the nation. Then he kissed our hands?? like the old, gentleman way, all cool but he clearly did notice that i am a guy, that didn't stop him, and sent his farewell to us, getting back to his lonesome road.

I have no idea what happened tonight, but if I didn't have this ass-long chocolate bar in my house right now i would never believe i just gained a Special Healing Item (heals 24 times!!) for finishing a side-quest of helping a lost NPC on his way home