JEAN GREY

MUTANT - 30 JEAN GREY | COSMIC AVATAR "We're two of the strongest mutants in the world & tragedies like this can still make us feel powerless." CLOSED TO HEROGAIA RPG

[marvclxgrcy]

ken bek, queer, trans man + he/him → reporting: incoming profile update …

name: jean elian grey alias: phoenix abilities: telepathy - telekinesis - phoenix force manipulation origin + whereabouts: marvel optics + positives: ambitious - ardent - compassionate risks + negatives: compulsive - critical - stubborn noted factors + signatures: eyes appear pupilless when using phoenix force - fuchsia energy corona - physical energy corona becomes firelike when in phoenix state mentorship status: mentor (open)

🕊 [name] jean elian grey 🕊 [alias(es)] phoenix - redd - marvel 🕊 [age] 30 🕊 [species] mutant 🕊 [affiliation] x-men 🕊 [occupation] adventurer - advisor 🕊 [gender] trans man 🕊 [sexuality] queer 🕊 [romance] homoromantic 🕊 [alignment] lawful neutral 🕊 [+ traits] ambitious & ardent - passionate - resilient 🕊 [- traits] compulsive & critical - disputatious - stubborn 🕊 [hair] red 🕊 [eye color] green 🕊 [height] 6'2" 🕊 [build] athletic - fit 🕊 [notable features] eyes glow brilliantly while using abilities [appear pupilless]. has fuchsia energy corona. with the use of the phoenix force, energy corona becomes fire-like 🕊 [physique claims] I | II | III | IV (nsfw links) 🕊 [position] bottom-verse [w/ strap] 🕊 [kinks] rough/passionate sex - frottage - exhibitionism - domination - foreplay - oral sex - assplay - orgasm stim - nipple play - sensory deprivation - oil play - wax play - biting 🕊 [anti-kinks] bathroom play [scat/piss] - vore - gore - cbt - filth - raceplay - torture - noncon 🕊 [short] Jean's efforts to aid the mutantkind propelled toward the betterment of all things within the universe. This is noted by the rebirth of The Phoenix Force. He plans to utilize his abilities to help usher in a reality where there is balance and a chance to 'create'. Much of his past is still riddled in the darker actions and it is his burden to carry. He has stepped into a more prominent role to carry them forward. You may be so lucky to catch the firebird letting his hair down for a moment. He serves to help new heroes and champions stand to protect this new timeline.

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@marvclxgrcy: Guilty~," Jean huffed lightly, dotting eyes from the view from their bedside window to the man standing in the doorway. Scott. How he'd wished for plentiful days like this. To just barely move an inch from where he'd slept. The impression of the sheets; the bedding, pressing into his cheek. Slumber still overtaking him. Those were the dreams he once had. Though it was a moment short-lived, he still cherished what he could get. Jean offered the man his best. One of the softest smiles that were genuinely anguish-free. His shoulder brushed his cheek as he appeared to be sheepishly consumed in the act of pretending to be caught. His laugh soon escaped as he rubbed the spot next to him and patted gently--welcoming Scott to join him. "Usually I'm beckoned by the needs of others but today? It all feels--quiet." Jean admits, trying not to worry the man too greatly but to give him a sense of ease. His own mind racing ten-times the fold of ten; and still, he'd make room to find his own nitch for himself. He draped the sheet over his shoulders and back, cuddling into the linen. The scent of Scott's aftershave overwhelmed the underlying laundry freshener. "Maybe it's a day I get to spend around The Institute. Maybe familiarize with newer faces. Take some of the academic stresses off of others." He ticks his head to the right.

"Quiet is good, right? It is for me, at least. I could afford to stop thinking all the time, you know? Especially now that you're back. Hopefully for good. I don't know if I can take another hiatus like that last one, Jeannie. I need you."

He pats Jean's leg longingly, nearly forgetting how badly he needed skin-on-skin contact with him in the time he'd been gone. "You should probably stop thinking all the time too, you know. I realize that would be more difficult for you than me, but... maybe that just means I should find something to keep your mind off, well... everything."

Scott chuckles fondly. "God, I used to be such a narc when we were kids, huh? Hopefully I've grown out of that..."

[marvclxgrcy]

"Depends on the origin of said quiet." A hand found the heft of Scott's jaw and rested there. He'd stroke his cheek a few times as he appraised the man's features. It was nice to see him relish in a moment of peace. Comforting. Reassuring. He knew that it was redundant to request something like that of Scott but he also knew the implications of stranding one's own priorities on one specific task. Scott? He was 'the respected' leader. Sometimes beyond that of anyone else. Many looked toward him for direction. It was best that he recharge himself than constantly pour from an emptying glass.

His own mind drifts for but a second.

"Besides, how can you be a narc when you're now the top officer?" Jean chuckled. Whether it was this universe or their own, it needed its blade and shield- The Phoenix. Eyes transfixed on Scott as it seemed they we both touch-starved. The way Jean could yearn for the man was indescribable. He'd give him a gentle kiss upon his lips with a gentle buss. His body leaned into it. To stop thinking would have him in a spiral and while he couldn't promise Scott that, he'd make a sufficient trade. He'd give the man all he had while he was here. He interlocked their fingers. He gently kissed his knuckles. His thumb caressed what he could of his hand. "Tell you what! We've got some time. What if it is made just for us without any distractions?"

[marvclxgrcy]

"Sometimes it's nice to not think about fitness."

[marvclxgrcy]

ken bek, queer, trans man + he/him → reporting: incoming profile update …

name: jean elian grey alias: phoenix abilities: telepathy - telekinesis - phoenix force manipulation origin + whereabouts: marvel optics + positives: ambitious - ardent - compassionate risks + negatives: compulsive - critical - stubborn noted factors + signatures: eyes appear pupilless when using phoenix force - fuchsia energy corona - physical energy corona becomes firelike when in phoenix state mentorship status: mentor (open)

🕊 [name] jean elian grey 🕊 [alias(es)] phoenix - redd - marvel 🕊 [age] 30 🕊 [species] mutant 🕊 [affiliation] x-men 🕊 [occupation] adventurer - advisor 🕊 [gender] trans man 🕊 [sexuality] queer 🕊 [romance] homoromantic 🕊 [alignment] lawful neutral 🕊 [+ traits] ambitious & ardent - passionate - resilient 🕊 [- traits] compulsive & critical - disputatious - stubborn 🕊 [hair] red 🕊 [eye color] green 🕊 [height] 6'2" 🕊 [build] athletic - fit 🕊 [notable features] eyes glow brilliantly while using abilities [appear pupilless]. has fuchsia energy corona. with the use of the phoenix force, energy corona becomes fire-like 🕊 [physique claims] I | II | III | IV (nsfw links) 🕊 [position] bottom-verse [w/ strap] 🕊 [kinks] rough/passionate sex - frottage - exhibitionism - domination - foreplay - oral sex - assplay - orgasm stim - nipple play - sensory deprivation - oil play - wax play - biting 🕊 [anti-kinks] bathroom play [scat/piss] - vore - gore - cbt - filth - raceplay - torture - noncon 🕊 [short] Jean's efforts to aid the mutantkind propelled toward the betterment of all things within the universe. This is noted by the rebirth of The Phoenix Force. He plans to utilize his abilities to help usher in a reality where there is balance and a chance to 'create'. Much of his past is still riddled in the darker actions and it is his burden to carry. He has stepped into a more prominent role to carry them forward. You may be so lucky to catch the firebird letting his hair down for a moment. He serves to help new heroes and champions stand to protect this new timeline.

[marvclxgrcy]

[marvclxgrcy]

Earth v Space : The Look

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@marvclxgrcy

Ever since Jean came back, things between him and Scott felt a little, well.. off. Not bad off. Just different. Like the vibe shifted somehow. Jean was still Jean, and Scott was still Scott, so neither of them changed in any significant way. But after coming to terms with the distinct possibility that Jean had finally gone away for good, he once again came back. He felt glad about it, obviously, but he wondered how much of the back-and-forth with the Phoenix he could take.

But for now, he simply tried to not think about it. Appreciate the time he had with Jean while he still had it, cause who knew would could happen a day from now, or a month, or a year...

In any event, seeing Jean taking a more active leadership role beside himself with the X-Men... very sexy.

Peering into their shared bedroom one afternoon, Scott catches Jean in an (increasingly) rare free moment. "Surprised to find you here this late in the morning," he begin, smirking to himself. "You've really made a habit of getting outta bed before me lately, huh? That sort of used to be my thing..."

[marvclxgrcy]

"Guilty~," Jean huffed lightly, dotting eyes from the view from their bedside window to the man standing in the doorway. Scott. How he'd wished for plentiful days like this. To just barely move an inch from where he'd slept. The impression of the sheets; the bedding, pressing into his cheek. Slumber still overtaking him. Those were the dreams he once had. Though it was a moment short-lived, he still cherished what he could get. Jean offered the man his best. One of the softest smiles that were genuinely anguish-free. His shoulder brushed his cheek as he appeared to be sheepishly consumed in the act of pretending to be caught. His laugh soon escaped as he rubbed the spot next to him and patted gently--welcoming Scott to join him.

"Usually I'm beckoned by the needs of others but today? It all feels--quiet." Jean admits, trying not to worry the man too greatly but to give him a sense of ease. His own mind racing ten-times the fold of ten; and still, he'd make room to find his own nitch for himself. He draped the sheet over his shoulders and back, cuddling into the linen. The scent of Scott's aftershave overwhelmed the underlying laundry freshener. "Maybe it's a day I get to spend around The Institute. Maybe familiarize with newer faces. Take some of the academic stresses off of others." He ticks his head to the right.

"Don't toot your own horn too soon, Scott. Don't forget you used to drag us all out of bed early like we were little toy soldiers." He snickered though that is often what Jean thought of them as at that point of their lives. The First Class.