// Everyone I'll archive this acc so anyone can unfollow me and if want can Follow my Sabretooth acc, I just don't feel like Scott. I'll reply who I've threads with but anyone can find me at @victorcreed.bsky.social if necessary <3
Scott took a deep breath as he noticed something was off, he felt weaker than usual—like the weight of the world had gotten heavier somehow. "I guess this is it..." He muttered with a sigh, though he had no intention of telling his friends.
Scott stared at his own hand, it was like he was turning transparent—or maybe it was just in his head...
﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ You've got to 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 between your 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀, feels like you're running out of 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩.
Scott let out a short laugh "Yeah, I’m good! Just been a long week, you know how it is." He nodded toward Ben’s bowtie with a small smirk. "Even the blue ladies?" But behind the red lenses, his thoughts were already pulling away again.
𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲.@fracturedthwips.bsky.social · last yr.Ben flashed his bowtie. "The ladies love it!" he chimed. Uh huh. "I'm doing great. Gotta be real, it's a lot. You uh... you sure you're good, dude?"
Ben ... I love you but, she claps you run.
𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲.@fracturedthwips.bsky.social · last yr."We're... Not...? Man. I guess!"
Scott seemed to snap out of a trance before offering Ben a warm smile. "Ben! That’s a great tie you’ve got there! Yeah, I’m good—how about you?"
𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲.@fracturedthwips.bsky.social · last yr.He grabbed his shoulder. "Hey buddy. Doing good?"
"He is hot and he is ... Most feral."
𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲.@fracturedthwips.bsky.social · last yr."Wolverines a hot dog man too????"
#BSkyGala Scott smiled, though deep down he felt uneasy being too far from the Danger Room. "..." He kept his expression calm and composed, but his thoughts were already drifting back to the danger room.
"I thought you were talking about Logan."
𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲.@fracturedthwips.bsky.social · last yr."... Wait, are YOU the hot dog guy too?"
#BSkyGala Hank stepped into the Gala, his posture was almost painfully stiff, walking alongside Victor with deliberate precision, he could feel James’s eyes on him and truth be told, Hank felt far more nervous than he ever had debating at the United Nations. "Gre--Greetings!"
She's found a place to rent out a dress for the festivities, even snagging a pair of elbow length gloves in a matching hue. Standing awkwardly at the entrance, Rogue shifts in her spot, still debating if it was too late to turn around and flee to the diner again. #BSkyGala
If there's one thing Zell knows, it's how to look damn good in formalwear. And this is one occasion where he'll easily prove himself right. "Time to look good, eat good and have a blast!" #BSkyGala
#BSkyGala James strutted back into the gala, gone were the tight black leathers and grumpy collar-pulling. In their place? A white tuxedo jacket stretched over broad shoulders, a bow tie that matched nothing and everything at once, and shoes—flaming shoes—that looked like they’d been forged in +
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐚, 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧! 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝! Have fun, my dearest friends. The day is yours! #Bskygala
#BSkyGala ThisIsStupidHeFeelsStupid— Shaved, dressed in something other than jeans and flannel.. and lacking that usual cigar and beer smell. He promised to clean up, and he did so. Dancing and remaining positive will be another question entirely.
Saunters up to Max, of course, adorning a bowtie and his mask alongside his Scarlet Spider mask. "Hey-o!" #BSkyGala
