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[jeanlebeau]

/ Semi lit Jean-Luc Lebeau from Marvel, 21+, themes of a man who has the world on his shoulders, a box of secrets hidden in plain sight, leading a guild of thieves with problems crawling up his back, sexual themes, so on /

BIO AND RULES

Affiliates: @dxrkeyes

Written by Medi

[jeanlebeau]

I someone give me your job. I'm the job goblin. I'm here to steal your job.

[jeanlebeau]

Sometimes I feel like I fuck up my replies and it makes people not wanna interact sometimes. 🙃 f in chat

[jeanlebeau]

I remember when i was on wattpad rping as Jean and he was in a relationship with a Jean Grey xD it was funny.

[jeanlebeau]

( @decthbringer lost an item? )

The second his hand managed to pull the first sai free fron the person his body seized. His eyes widened as he stands completely still. He couldn't move or talk. Just standing there with no real way to get out of there with his choice of stealing off of this woman. His grip loosened on the sai as it clatters to the ground with a sharp 'Ting'.

"Marde..what kinda weapons do jou have, Chérie?" He had feeling get back into his body as he raised his hands in surrender towards her." Now now, deres no need ta go someplace where we can't come back from, mm?" He remained calm. Patient. Unmoving as he takes a step back away from the weapon on the ground.

"Jou got yourself some unique weapons dere, Chérie. No way anybody gonna take does offa jou." He says as he smirks. Admiration was slick in his tone. If he had a bo staff like that it would make being disarmed easy to get his weapon back. He wasn't jealous of her. Just admired that bit about her weapons.

[jeanlebeau]

( @yoursdndispatcher lost an item! )

Jean smiles. His fingers had slipped the blue hoodie off of Robert's shoulder as he actually refrains from searching the pockets. Usually he wasn't this open but Jean took his job seriously. Well he had a reason for it. He was interested in the man. He's seen men like him. A dime a dozen. But he knew something was different. He carried himself differently than most people.

"Got anythin' good on yah, mon ami?" He asks with a teasing tone as he walks over and wraps the hoodie around Robert's waist and ties the hoodie to his waist instead of having it slung over his shoulder." I'm kiddin'. Oh là là. Where are my manners? Jean-Luc LeBeau, at jour service, Mon ami." He gave a slight nod. He had no intention to fully steal the hoodie. He had nothing of intrest. The only thing he did that for was to het closer to him. Get a better look.

He looked rough emotionally. Mentally. He knows that look. The look of someone whose been through a lot in both past and present circumstances." Jou don't want to lose jour hoodie, oui? Best to keep it tied around jour waist. Especially walking around places like dis." A friendly warning. Not a drop of maliciousness behind his tone.

[jeanlebeau]

"I'm sorry I haven't seen jou in so long.." He felt guilty himself being the one to have Remy be exiled in the first place after his mistake almost resulted in a war between the thieves and assassin's guild. He knows he must be home sick. Who wouldn't be after being thrown out from their home? He saw potential in Remy. And when Remy called him 'Papa' it made his heart ache.

"I miss jou every day. I'm sorry for what I did to jou." He takes a breath. Nodding his head as he takes a second to collect himself. He needed to. He looks his son in the eyes. He never feared his unique eyes. They called him a devil. But this man was his heir. He was the best candidate for the thieves guild. He was capable. Strong. Smart. Everything they needed to be ran smoothly. And Jean was getting old.

"I've heard rumors dat jou were tuè in de most recent Sentinel attack. I feared de rumors might have been true. But as jou said. Jou're tough because jou are a LeBeau." He pats his son on the shoulders a few times. It was hard to admit. So he smiled a sad smile. And spoke as clearly as he could.

"I miss jou..so damn much.." He wraps his arm around Remy's head and presses his forehead against Remy's forehead." Are jou free?" He pulls away as he looks at him. A wavered smile on his face as he wipes a tear from his eye." How about I make jou dinner, oui? We can catch up. I know me showing up was out of de blue. But I'd be happy to do..anything with jou.."

[dxrkeyes]

"You got a code t'abide by...know if it was safe t'contact me ya would of." With how rocky things were at the time of his exile, he imagined it took his father all the time they were apart to attempt to patch things between the two guilds. He didn't even want to know what the state of them was now.

Unlike him, his father wasn't someone who wore their heart on their sleeve. So hearing him say that he missed him, along with an apology, was tough.

"...I missed you too," Remy admitted, shoulders dropping, "non, exile was Bella's idea, Papa...beats death. An' ye did wut ye t'ought was best fuh both guilds. At least I was married ta someone I loved an' not some random heir."

He wondered if Julien hadn't attacked him and everything went according to plan, would the arranged marriage have been worth it? Would peace have actually been achieved between two centuries-old enemies?

Seeing how broken up his father was, the most recent attack and years apart must have really gotten to him. He stared back at him like he had a million things unsaid; Remy had been going through the motions, not having a period to figure out what he would have wanted to say to his father should they meet again. Now that he was here in front of him, part of him felt foolish for not being better prepared.

Jean-Luc's comment succeeded in getting a slight smile out of him. Remy nods his head; he did have his father's teachings to thank for his reason for survival, not just his powers.

His father brings him in close again, forehead to his, really registering that he was alive and well before him. Remy couldn't imagine how scared he must have been, hearing about all those attacks and the number of mutants who were killed in them, having no way of knowing if he was safe or not. Between the institute and his apartment, at least he had two locations to start.

Seeing the tears welling in his eyes, Remy laughs a bit, wiping them away for him, "Oui, I'm free. Layin' low fuh a while."

Having a homestyle meal he didn't have to cook himself sounded nice right about now, "I would like dat, merci. Woulda gotten dat whiskey ya like if I knew y'were comin'."

[jeanlebeau]

"Oh ho! Mon Fils, jou don't have ta get me whisky to make me a happy man." He would make him a classic Gumbo. He'd have to get the ingredients for it but nonetheless he was going to enjoy making it for his son. "I'll get de ingredients for it. Jou just stay here, oui?" He smiles." I'll be back in a hour with de ingredients."

And he kept his promise. Just a little under an hour later Jean came back with what he needed to start the gumbo. Starting by chopping up what he needed he took his time to make the dish special. His eyes glance over to Remy as he stirs the gumbo. His expression shifts as he chuckles.

"Jou know. I'm curious. Have jou found anyone new? De perfect girl, mm?" He smirked as he taps the wooden spoon against the pot before putting the lid over it to let the food cook as he walks over to his son as he crosses his arms. "Merci, Mon Fils. Don't tell me jou haven't found someone jou set jour heart on."

If there was one thing that Jean always secretly wished for it was grandkids and a potential daughter in law. Or son. It didn't matter which. Even if Remy adopted like he did him he would be the happiest man alive. Sometimes he wonders what life would be like if he had the time to have a family aside from running the thieves guild.

"Come now we have plenty of time. Might as well catch up." He reached for a bag on the table and takes out a bottle of whisky. And two shotglasses." Whatta yah say?"

[jeanlebeau]

Give this a like for Jean to steal a physical item off your muse (Specify the item)

[jeanlebeau]

YOUR TRAGIC LOVE STORY IS

orpheus & eurydice

you’re a dreamer, a hopeful soul who clings to love even when the world tells you to let go. your love is rooted in devotion, in the belief that you can hold onto something through sheer willpower. you see beauty everywhere, in music, in memory, in small moments, and you tend to put your heart above your head. sometimes this makes you hesitate, second-guess, or lose faith at the worst possible moment. but that doesn’t mean your love isn’t powerful... it’s just achingly human. you remind people that love is fragile, that it can be lost in a single glance, and that doesn’t make it any less profound. you’re the kind of person whose love lingers long after you’ve gone, echoing in the songs and stories of others.

(Tagged by @yoursdndispatcher )

( Tagging whoever wants to steal this ;) )

[billyandhismultiples]

"Jou got some skills." Askbox Always Open for @jeanlebeau

A grin infiltrated the multiplier’s lips, one that effortlessly tugged upwards from corner to corner and easily transferred over to each of his surrounding clones, copy-paste.

Him and dozen of his counterparts, circling the stranger who was now within the middle of them, all peered at the new guy under lightly polarized shades. Total overkill, this many multiples, but one could never be too careful when someone unfamiliar made themselves known in the dead of night. Don’t catch him off guard if not prepared.

"Good ta see ya got eyes, bo-staff." Jest and tease dripped within the words of the duplicate that spoke.

"Now, watcha doin’ lurkin’ in the shadows like a common thief?" Talking continued from one clone to another with not much seriousness in the tone.

"That roles’ already been filled, thank ya very much." Now the original speaks, hands gesturing outward as he steps forward toward the other man.

[jeanlebeau]

"Awe is someone gettin' a bit Jealous?" Jean crossed his arms as he looked at the multiples. They were all the same. He found it amusing how much the other seemed to be mocking him. " Jou perfer it loud. But I perfer it ta be easy and smooth in de art of Thieft, Mon Ami." He points to a glass with a daimond in it. The bell was already ringing with an alarm that signed the authorities to this thieft.

"I think I'm going ta take dat ad leave dat problem to jou." He said in reference to the oncoming authorities. He lifts the case and takes the jewel in his hand. He was lucky he stole the camera's tape or else his face would have been seen by them. Last thing he needs is to actually get caught. Not like this fool who can multiply himself.

"Now if jou don't excuse me, Mon Ami. I will be on my way." He gave a salute but when he turned to move he was face to face with another one of his multiples. Taking a step back he was learning that this guy didn't have a limit to how many of his multiples he could make. And he was probably going to have to fight his way through. This thief was going to be a problem. "I'll take dat as a hard 'no' den."

[jeanlebeau]

Ok im crocheting this blanket for my grandma and im almost on skain 4 and I'm worried 5 skains won't be enough to make a full blanket for a twin size bed sjdg

[actionmemeplay]

► reblog to let your mutuals know that... YOUR RP BLOG IS NOT TIME-SENSITIVE!

...That there is NO time limit or expiration date on asks, memes or threads.

...That your partners NEVER need to feel they have to apologise for not responding to a thread or ask yet.

...That you welcome replies to "OLD" threads and memes, even if they've been sitting quietly untouched for weeks or months.

...That there is NEVER any pressure or obligation for your partners to reply until they feel the drive and enthusiasm to do so.

...That YOU will happily respond to things at YOUR OWN leisure, and you would like your partners to feel comfortable doing the same.

Not everybody enjoys running their blog this way and that's a-okay. But removing the idea that RP interactions are something that can "expire" or that the asks in your inbox have an unspoken "due-date", takes the pressure off of both your partners and yourself and can help bust feelings of stress/anxiety from the hobby. Reblog to let your partners know that you're just jazzed to receive new writing from them, whenever it comes.

[jeanlebeau]

🙏 Robert has slightly oversized hands for that of a male roughly 5’10. Robert has a rangy build, mostly legs, but his hands (and feet) are large and thick. Thick fingers , especially. not at all in proportion . not sure how this translates in terms of measurement).

Jean has large hands himself for a man who's six foot one. His hands are covered in calluses and have a few scars that line the backs. His fingernails are well groomed. Its obvious that years of his occupation as a thief has rubbed off on his hands. Pressed up against Robert's, Jean and him would most likely be matching if not Jean's fingers be a tad bit bigger.

[jeanlebeau]

🎪 Who plans elaborate surprise dates & who just wants to stay in? (I dont have pairings to suggest so ill let you pick your poison)

If he was with someone who he genuinely loved he'd be the one to form elaborate dates with them. But nothing too 'in your face'. Something more like a nice fine dining experience in New Orleans. A nice cruise through the Mississippi, or brought to secret places with a fine view that only he knows about.

As for the who wants to stay in? That's left to be debated.

[in-character-memes]

Send 🙏 for our muses to compare their hand sizes

Bonus points for adding description of your muse's hands

[wiickedsources]

Send in a Pet Name / Nickname that your muse might call mine, and see how my muse reacts to it.

[marichive]

𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌

A collection of prompts centered around love & desire, taken from various sources. Adjust gender / pronouns / wording / etc. as needed. Some prompts are highly suggestive in nature. Engage appropriately.

─── 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞

❝ It’s nothing, I just . . . I’m glad you’re here. ❞

❝ Could you stay with me? Just for a little while longer? ❞

❝ If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets. ❞

❝ I can feel your heart beating in your chest. ❞

❝ Just a kiss. That’s all I ask. ❞

❝ I will always be yours. ❞

❝ You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, ❞

❝ You make me feel safe. ❞

❝ You’ll always have a place here. ❞

❝ I’ve never felt like this before. ❞

❝ I’m afraid of what I feel. But . . . I think just that means it’s something worth feeling. ❞

❝ I have loved you from the moment I first heard my name fall from your lips. ❞

❝ Go back to sleep. I promise I will still be here when you wake. ❞

❝ Nothing and no one can hurt you. Not while I’m here. ❞

❝ I don’t want you in my life. You are my life. ❞

❝ I don’t want to sleep. I don’t want to waste another moment I could spend with you. ❞

❝ I want you, just as you are. ❞

❝ You love me. Real, or not real? ❞

❝ I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you. ❞

❝ You are, and always have been, my dream. ❞

─── 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

❝ I’ve always wanted you. Only you. ❞

❝ Can’t you see what you do to me? ❞

❝ Don’t you understand? I would do anything for you. ❞

❝ You are my undoing. I cannot tell if you will be my ruin or my salvation, and I’m no longer sure if I care which it will be. ❞

❝ When I look at you, I see something divine. Something holy. ❞

❝ It’s you I want to worship. I will make supplication to your lips and offer my prayers at the altar between your knees. ❞

❝ I was a monster and you made me a man. ❞

❝ For your sake, I am debased. For you alone, I am weak. ❞

❝ I would lay the whole earth at your feet if you asked it of me. The sun, the moon, and all the stars, I would make them yours. ❞

❝ What I feel for you is not gentle, nor meek. It is not beautiful. It wretched, it is dark and depraved with desire. And it is consuming me whole. ❞

❝ Break my heart if you wish, but the pieces will still be yours. ❞

❝ Tell me you do not feel it, and I will name you a liar. ❞

❝ You are far too good for unworthy hands like mine ❞

❝ To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves. ❞

❝ I fear if I let you touch me, I will fall apart. ❞

❝ There are certain things we must not want, yet I find myself wanting them nonetheless. ❞

❝ I need you. I need to have you. I need to make you mine. ❞

❝ You ruined me in my heart long before you ever touched my skin. ❞

❝ Must I beg? Must I fall to my knees and plead for the mercy of your touch? ❞

❝ I want it to be my name that you call in the dead of night, my name that rests upon your tongue when your body shivers. Mine alone. ❞

─── 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

❝ I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. ❞

❝ You deserve better than that. ❞

❝ I lie awake at night in restless agony, wishing you were there beside me. ❞

❝ Do you not know how you haunt me? ❞

❝ In my dreams, I am yours. ❞

❝ I am to wed someone else. ❞

❝ Does he make you feel like this? ❞

❝ We both know who you’re truly thinking of when you’re with him. ❞

❝ You taste sweeter than she ever could. ❞

❝ She’s not the one I want. ❞

❝ Just because I know I can’t have you, it doesn't change what I feel for you. ❞

❝ He’s not good for you. ❞

❝ Every time I see you with him it kills me a little more inside. ❞

❝ Let me go. The more we hold on to this, the more it will hurt us both. ❞

❝ This is not allowed of us. We mustn’t – ❞

❝ Put aside your pride and admit that you want me. ❞

❝ Will I only ever be worthy of stolen moments in the shadows? ❞

❝ If he puts his hands on you again, I’ll cut them off. ❞

❝ When I’m with her, I pretend that it’s you. ❞

❝ Does he know? ❞

─── 𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬

❝ Say you love me, and I know it will all be okay. ❞

❝ Do you know how long I have waited for this? For the day I could hold you in my arms and call you mine? ❞

❝ I fought for this. For you. ❞

❝ I never stopped loving you. I was only afraid of what you were becoming. ❞

❝ Come back. Even as a shadow. Even as a dream. ❞

❝ To feel anything deranges you. To be seen feeling anything strips you naked. ❞

❝ When I desire you a part of me is gone. ❞

❝ Desire doubled is love, and love doubled is madness. ❞

❝ I suppose you do love me, in your way. ❞

❝ Love does not make me gentle or kind. ❞

❝ I desire the things which will destroy me in the end. ❞

❝ There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you. ❞

❝ The gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy. ❞

❝ I should not have waited so long. I should have kissed you every night and every day. You were made to be kissed, often and well. ❞

❝ I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you. Don’t tell me to leave. ❞

❝ Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same. ❞

❝ You're mine. Mine, as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die. But first, we'll live. ❞

❝ My sword is yours. My life is yours. My heart is yours. ❞

❝ We all dream of things we cannot have. ❞

❝ Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! ❞