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btw, i've moved jean, rogue and the rest of my muses to @openbleeding <3
who's gonna help jean dye her hair darker
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ELLA PURNELL Makeup by Valeria Ferreira ahead of attending the 81st Venice Film Festival, August 30th 2024

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30 DAYS OF PRIDE: EMMA FROST X JEAN GREY
“Everything’s always a competition with you.”
@diam1nd
" god don't make me do the whole, flame - on , bit to get a smile outta you ." it's not that he's ignoring what she's rambling on about, it's just ALWAYS about that laser eyed joke they call a leader. to put it simply, it takes one to know one. & it pissed johnny off to see such a woman of her magnitude be disrespected time and time again. it was something they unfortunately bonded on; problematic relationships. being put through the ringer whilst wearing their hearts on their sleeves. it was no good, but history still managed to repeat itself.
blue hues soften alongside a handsome smile growing the longer he looks at the redhead. " here's what i think. first of all, fuck that guy. second of all, who the fuck is better than you? no one. " he gets the stress, trying to move forward when your mind is so deeply rooted in prior investments in another soul. letting go of the soft girl, the pyro mutant takes a seat next to the omega level woman letting out a deep sigh whilst stretching in a smooth attempt to place his arm around her shoulder. " look at it this way. you could of married them, tried to kill you, disappeared - only to find out that a skrull hid their identity as a new woman to attempt to still be by their side to hurt them more. " speaking on behalf of his own experience, divorce and now the single life of well, enjoying self growth and independence. time has allowed the man to laugh it all off.
it still hurt. & to put it quite simply, would gladly bleed out if it meant that the right person touched him tenderly again. " you're jean grey. no one can do what you do. "
even without the ‘flame on’ bit he still gets half smile from her, head tilting as she watches him take a seat and wrap his arm around her — only because she DOES let him, leaning into his side slightly and resting her head against him. this hadn't been the first time they had one of these talks, the only difference was that they'd both grown and things had happened in their lives. a quiet hum at his words, she tilts her gaze up to look at him.
he's always had a way of making her feel better, of understanding her. there were a lot of regrets in her heart, being with scott instead of him was one of them. “and you, are johnny storm… desired by everyone ever.” finger raises to lightly tap the tip of his nose, smile widening. “do you think..” she adverts her gaze now, tone a bit hushed. “do you ever think about.. what could've been..? like-- i 'dunno.. us?”
and before the tiny little voice ❲ HEY! ❳ in her head decides to tell her that she's rebounding ---- - NO. she isn't. he's been a constant thought in her head, a gut feeling; a distant dream on nights when she was particularly lonely. this had been a build up, one that she should've seen coming a long time ago. maybe, it had always been johnny. “i.. i think about you..”
he replies to her smile in kind, warmth upon his lips and tenderness in the blue of his eyes. " jean grey. right back at ya! " what an event this was, a place filled with extraordinary people who shared a common goal. the camaraderie brewing was no illusion, clark felt real kinship towards them, including the mutant before him. " only the one last week. " he offers in good humor, though it was true enough. hazards of the trade. " but i got that under control, thankfully. what about you? you seem relaxed, i hope it means you've gotten some down time lately. i've been keeping up with the latest of the mutant rights battle. it can't be easy to be in the middle of all that. "
“that's good!” she gives half giggle before she breathes out a sigh. it isn't that her mood sours, no, it's that the question has no answer — not one that can keep the upbeat vibe of the conversation. “ah… well.. i've had a little bit of time to myself but it's been busy, yeah.” she bites her bottom lip, shoulders shrugging.
“and no, no.. it's not.. it doesn't get easy.. never has been, but i hope it will be, eventually.” she does hope.. she also knows that hoping doesn't get results, and results are hard to get in the first place. what were they to do when the battle would always be hard fought? “e-enough about that though! we're all here to have fun and make friends, right? soooo~ who've you been budding up with lately, hm? batman?”
" you look like you got a lot on your mind, red. lemme know how i can help. " arms crossed and towering over @pyreonic with embers betwixt the two sparking. jonathan had a few ideas in mind that could essentially cheer her up, but wanted to hear from her own mouth before assuming the level of discourse. he's being his idea of chivalrous, playing it safe and not the usual dickhead persona that the cameras so frequently see. something about jean made the hothead simmer down and assume a more serious role. " please? "
the man's hand burns hot, warmer than normal. his nerves are a bit jumbled admist her presence. ( i mean, it's the phoenix who wouldn't feel inferior? ) still, said hand still reaches forth beautiful crimson hair touching a soft curl before flashing a handsome smile. the blonde tilts his head, trying to assess what calculations are firing off in the telepath's mind.
SINGLE on valentine's day — for the best being that scott had cheated once again. cheating, when was the man ever NOT cheating? again, with that madelyne woman. she's in the midst of a migraine the size of the entirety of new york when johnny interrupts her disaster of a pit-fall rabbit hole. “johnny? what are you doing here?” she leans back in her seat, furrowed brows easing as he gives a beg.
doe eyes soften, nose scrunching at the hand that touches her hair. “mm… well.. maybe i'll let you help if you give me another please…” she stands, a hand sliding up his chest and to his cheek, cupping it gently. “but, really.. just, annoyed, i guess. y'know the usual… scott running off to another woman at the slightest inconvience.”
okay, maybe that WASN'T how it was, but that's how it felt! they had argued over that exact problem and what did he do? leave and cozy up with someone else. a huff, brows falling back into grimace. “i'm over it.. really.. i.. we broke up, i told him i was done. it's been two weeks..” sigh. “i don't know what i saw in him.. you were right.” hand pulls away, flying up to rub at her pounding temple. “honestly, i should've known it was getting bad when even CHARLES said something..”
good riddance dialogue prompts from gracie abram’s 2023 album.
you’re the worst of my crimes.
i never was the best to you.
all of your feelings, i played with them.
now i feel terrible about how i handled it.
now i bet you resent me.
you will love me until you resent me.
what if i’m not worth the time and breath i know you’re saving?
part of me wants to walk away till you really listen.
i hate to look at your face and know that we’re feeling different.
why won’t you try moving on for once?
i wish that you’d never leave.
if you asked me to run away, i’d go easily.
i’ll heal eventually.
i’m better when you’re next to me.
where do we go now?
you look hopeful, like we’re supposed to work somehow.
can’t you tell our light burned out.
i’m half of myself here without you.
we didn’t happen the way we were supposed to.
i know that i should hate you.
i swear to god i’d kill you if i loved you less hard.
how’d we get stuck?
i see through you.
will you cry if i let go?
where’d you go?
tell me no.
i should probably go back home.
i guess i’m just difficult.
you were everything to me.
where did you run to?
haven’t seen you in a lifetime.
i’ve counted all the days since you walked away.
look now i’m alone again.
you could go, and i won’t even feel it.
you’re a bad holiday.
you could go, and i bet i’d recover.
you feel light years away.
i hope we’ve got a lot in common.
what are you doing to me now?
i think you’re everything i’ve wanted.
i’m going down without a fight.
i’ve never felt this close to someone.
what if you’re my weakness?

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10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (1999) dir. Gil Junger
Gillian Anderson out in L.A. 1997
redraw of an old emma jean post (but make it krakoan)
Emma Frost, Ororo "Storm" Munroe, and Jean Grey by Lucas Werneck
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DARK EYED GAZE FOLLOWS HER AS SHE MOVES PAST HIM . he should’ve expected this . from his understanding , jean grey was never one to back down , not from a fight nor from a challenge . and , apparently , not from ignoring a perfectly reasonable ‘ no ’ . ❝ you know , most people take disappointment as a sign to reconsider their choices . maybe go for a long walk , journal about their feelings , process things in a healthy way . ❞ not that he ever did any of that . ❝ you ? you tell me to suit up . ❞
a grin and a look over her shoulder, hand on her hip as she hums thoughtfully. “and what therapist did you hear all of that from, stark? oh wait--” shaking her head, her eyes roll. “suit up, or i'm bringing this entire compound down with you in it.” it's not a threat, it's a promise. long past being docile and fitting the good girl image she was supposed to have.
why should she have any decorum in the face of impending doom?
“chop-chop, c'mon. the day isn't going to save it's self, avenger.” teasing tone replaces the danger of her last sentence as she turns away, waving her hand in a ‘come on’ motion. “let's go!”
ELLA PURNELL attending the 81st Venice International Film Festival | via valeriaferreriamakeup