not phoenix

[jean grey / phoenix for fightasone]

[notphoenix]

mysticmutantwiccan‌:

“Oh hi Jean.”  He relaxed at the reassurance he didn’t land somewhere that would get him into trouble.   “Sorry for the unexpected drop in.  I try to text before showing up but, um, accident?”

“You’re forgiven. And it’s not the worst accident you could’ve had.” She laughed, floating the cookie jar from the pantry and holding it out to him. “Want some?”

[mysticmutantwiccan]

“OhmygodIamsosorry.”   Billy blurted out as he realized he had teleported into the wrong location.   Fantastic.   On the bright side he avoided the bad weather. 

[notphoenix]

“Relax, Billy, it’s me,” Jean smiled kindly at the younger mutant. “You’re not accidentally in the Pentagon or something.”

[notphoenix]

“I love February 15 — discount chocolate day!”

[notphoenix]

msbettyross‌:

“Oh, I can only imagine how awful that is. There are times people vocalize the things they’re thinking and it’s scary, I don’t want to think about the things they don’t say,” Betty actually shivered at the thought, “It’s not a problem, I understand slipping up.”

“Jean Grey.” She extended a hand to shake. “I work at the Xavier Institute. Nice to meet you.”

[notphoenix]

best-at-what-i-do‌:

Logan blinked when her voice changed. His ears were too good not to notice that. Weird. But then, he was still pretty interested in this line of conversation. “Depends on what you want.” It was impossible not to play along, considering, his voice sinking a little lower. She seemed to back off slightly a moment later and he wondered if he’d overstepped. “C’mon, Red. Cash is boring.” He was back to a lighter, teasing tone, but not willing to give up entirely.

“Well, it’s what I’m willing to stake right now, Logan, okay?” Jean replied, a little testily. “As for what I want, I’m not sure if it’s a good idea for us to be talking about that right now. You get that, right? I know it’s been a year, but adjusting after being dead for so long is still a really weird experience. I mean, the number of memes alone I’ve missed is staggering.”

[notphoenix]

best-at-what-i-do‌:

“Think so?” His eyebrows went up at the way she was looking at him, not uninterested in what seemed to be behind that look but a little surprised in spite of himself. “How much you wanna bet?” He took a step closer, willing to slightly test what that look might have meant. 

“What are you willing to give?” Her accent shifted noticeably, just for a moment. 

Then it shifted back and she flushed. “Cash, obviously.”

[notphoenix]

best-at-what-i-do‌:

“Guess I gotta figure out some way to redeem myself for bein’ smug then, huh?” He smirked a little then snorted in amusement. “Hard to pull age on me when no one really knows how old I am in the first place, me included.” 

“I know you’re old enough to know better.” For a moment, her tongue ran over her lips, which seemed to be stained a deeper shade of red than usual, as she looked him over. Then they reverted back to their normal pink color. “And I think you do too.”

[notphoenix]

best-at-what-i-do‌:

“I’m not bein’ smug, just tellin’ the truth. If people follow me doing what I do that’s their problem, not mine. They should realise they’re not as indestructible as I am.” Logan was stubborn as hell, as she well knew, so he wasn’t about to back down. He did crazy shit on impulse sometimes, sure, but he pretty well knew he’d come back from it. Other people should be more careful with themselves. 

“You are smug, and it’s very unattractive.” She rolled her eyes. “And for a man of your age, very immature.”

[notphoenix]

best-at-what-i-do‌:

“Cut me some slack, Red. Bein’ reckless is different than bein’ an idiot.” 

“Not in practice, it’s not. Either way, someone ends up in medical. It’s just never you because of that healing factor,” Jean retorts, arching her eyebrows at him. “Don’t be so bloody smug about it.”

[sargeant-barnes]

“Sure, that’s likely. I’m not an idiot.”  

[notphoenix]

“You one hundred percent sure about that, Logan? Because I can still remember some pretty dumbass things you’ve done in the past.”

[notphoenix]

msbettyross‌:

“Even having the life I’ve lead, I’m not sure I will ever get used to the fact that there are people with abilities like that. It’s incredible and scary.”

“Trust me, it’s even worse for those of us who have it. So many things I wish I hadn’t heard in people’s brains,” Jean tries to laugh. “I’ve got it mostly under control, but every now and then, I slip up. Sorry about that.”

[loverslikeghosts]

Close-ups of Rose Leslie as Chloe in ‘The Last Witch Hunter’

[notphoenix]

msbettyross‌:

Betty baulked at the order and shook from her daydreams. Change what she was thinking about? What had she even been thinking about? Bruce probably, like always, but still. “Oh…uh…thank you? Ok?”

“You’re welcome.” Jean smiles slightly. “Sorry, telepath. It’s kind of an instinct.”

[notphoenix]

"You might want to think about something else. Right now.”

[notphoenix]

“A tiny bit judgmental? Half expecting her to break out a scorecard and rank the decor on the spot? I believe so. Somewhere over there last?” 

“That’s the one. Thank you.”

[notphoenix]

rescue-49‌:

“Oh that’s wonderful. Please just Pepper is fine, Ms. Grey. We’re all friends here.”

“Of course we are — I don’t suppose you’ve seen a rather statuesque blond floating around? Answers to Emma?”

[notphoenix]

rescue-49‌:

“Look at who I’ve tethered myself to, it’s been a slippery slope ever since. I’m Pepper by the way, I don’t think we’ve met.” 

“Jean Grey. I work at Xavier’s School for the Gifted. A pleasure, Ms. Potts.”