Pinned
Always thinking. Of course he is —- because if doesn’t who will?
But now that thinking has turned into a walk, and he finds himself deep in the edge of the forest that surrounds the school.
But now that thinking has turned into a walk, and he finds himself deep in the edge of the forest that surrounds the school.
January 29, 2026 at 5:04 PM
Always thinking. Of course he is —- because if doesn’t who will?
But now that thinking has turned into a walk, and he finds himself deep in the edge of the forest that surrounds the school.
But now that thinking has turned into a walk, and he finds himself deep in the edge of the forest that surrounds the school.
“I believe you.” Which he always did.
Scott let his hand fall from hers, placing it back to his hip. “There’s a hearing tomorrow on a new Sentinel Program —- smaller units that can travel faster and scan quicker. I think one of us should be there.”
Scott let his hand fall from hers, placing it back to his hip. “There’s a hearing tomorrow on a new Sentinel Program —- smaller units that can travel faster and scan quicker. I think one of us should be there.”
"You better. I can't lose anyone else, Scott. Not you, not Logan, not Storm or Beast or Jubilee, nor Rogue and Remy. If any of you go out on me, you can bet your ass that I'll find a way to bring you back," she stated. And she would, no matter what.
“It will be.” Summers says adamantly, now he reaches out —- for the first time since she had come to see him. Taking her hand gently in his, Scott offered a smile he could only muster for her. Always.
“I promise, Jean.”
“I promise, Jean.”
January 29, 2026 at 4:46 PM
“I believe you.” Which he always did.
Scott let his hand fall from hers, placing it back to his hip. “There’s a hearing tomorrow on a new Sentinel Program —- smaller units that can travel faster and scan quicker. I think one of us should be there.”
Scott let his hand fall from hers, placing it back to his hip. “There’s a hearing tomorrow on a new Sentinel Program —- smaller units that can travel faster and scan quicker. I think one of us should be there.”
“It will be.” Summers says adamantly, now he reaches out —- for the first time since she had come to see him. Taking her hand gently in his, Scott offered a smile he could only muster for her. Always.
“I promise, Jean.”
“I promise, Jean.”
Jean almost hesitated. The image of Xavier briefly flashing in her mind, of his kinder smile and how sometimes that turned into an even worse memory of Mr. Sinister. Human and mutants, both worked against and with eachother in ways that stuck in her throat like a bad taste. She really couldn't
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“I know, 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣.” He says, and maybe a little too hastily. With a tightened jaw and red stained eyes that lay dormant beneath his glasses —- a scowl that he realizes is sitting in his face and makes him look oh so 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙. “I’m sorry.” He says even quicker, changing his stoic look. (c)
January 29, 2026 at 8:06 AM
“It will be.” Summers says adamantly, now he reaches out —- for the first time since she had come to see him. Taking her hand gently in his, Scott offered a smile he could only muster for her. Always.
“I promise, Jean.”
“I promise, Jean.”
“I know, 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣.” He says, and maybe a little too hastily. With a tightened jaw and red stained eyes that lay dormant beneath his glasses —- a scowl that he realizes is sitting in his face and makes him look oh so 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙. “I’m sorry.” He says even quicker, changing his stoic look. (c)
"You can't expect the world to change in ten years, Scoot," she reminded him softly. "It took more than ten years for certain events to become better."
She released his shoulder now, moving to stand with her arms crossed as she watched him. She could understand his frustration, better than
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She released his shoulder now, moving to stand with her arms crossed as she watched him. She could understand his frustration, better than
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Her touch is comforting. It always is —- he should know better by now that it would ground him more than any deep breath could.
“Or else I stretch myself thin.” Summers said, a line from many talks they’ve had similar. “It’s just. .this year will mark the tenth year of The X-Men.” (c)
“Or else I stretch myself thin.” Summers said, a line from many talks they’ve had similar. “It’s just. .this year will mark the tenth year of The X-Men.” (c)
January 29, 2026 at 7:52 AM
“I know, 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣.” He says, and maybe a little too hastily. With a tightened jaw and red stained eyes that lay dormant beneath his glasses —- a scowl that he realizes is sitting in his face and makes him look oh so 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙. “I’m sorry.” He says even quicker, changing his stoic look. (c)
Her touch is comforting. It always is —- he should know better by now that it would ground him more than any deep breath could.
“Or else I stretch myself thin.” Summers said, a line from many talks they’ve had similar. “It’s just. .this year will mark the tenth year of The X-Men.” (c)
“Or else I stretch myself thin.” Summers said, a line from many talks they’ve had similar. “It’s just. .this year will mark the tenth year of The X-Men.” (c)
"I don't think that's a bad thing," she said softly, squeezing his shoulder. "Sometimes you need to have a stable head and to analyze what you can."
He’d sigh. Shifting his weight to one foot. “I wish I had your thinking.” Scott rubbed at his chin. “I can’t help but over analyze. .everything.”
January 29, 2026 at 6:13 AM
Her touch is comforting. It always is —- he should know better by now that it would ground him more than any deep breath could.
“Or else I stretch myself thin.” Summers said, a line from many talks they’ve had similar. “It’s just. .this year will mark the tenth year of The X-Men.” (c)
“Or else I stretch myself thin.” Summers said, a line from many talks they’ve had similar. “It’s just. .this year will mark the tenth year of The X-Men.” (c)
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He’d sigh. Shifting his weight to one foot. “I wish I had your thinking.” Scott rubbed at his chin. “I can’t help but over analyze. .everything.”
"Washington always talks about us, I doubt they have anything better to do. Papers and pencils get so boring," Jean replied rarher gently. "It won't last very long I'm certain."
The ruby quartz shift away —- now ‘looking’ to her, the smile on his lips is soft with little effort. “Just trying to stay ahead. Washington is talking about us again. They can’t 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 themselves.”
January 29, 2026 at 5:48 AM
He’d sigh. Shifting his weight to one foot. “I wish I had your thinking.” Scott rubbed at his chin. “I can’t help but over analyze. .everything.”
The ruby quartz shift away —- now ‘looking’ to her, the smile on his lips is soft with little effort. “Just trying to stay ahead. Washington is talking about us again. They can’t 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 themselves.”
"About?" she asked, drawing back slightly to better look at his face. "You seem very intent on whatever it is. Is something wrong?"
The hum is in the tone of a question —- followed by a very embarrassed clearing of his throat, now realizing who exactly is draped on him. “Jean! —- I. .sorry. Just. .well —-“ he motions with his hand. “Thinking.”
January 29, 2026 at 5:26 AM
The ruby quartz shift away —- now ‘looking’ to her, the smile on his lips is soft with little effort. “Just trying to stay ahead. Washington is talking about us again. They can’t 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 themselves.”
| probably the three bases of influence for this portrayal:
X-Men: Evolution
Uncanny X-Men (Bendis)
Ultimate X-Men (unfortunately)
X-Men: Evolution
Uncanny X-Men (Bendis)
Ultimate X-Men (unfortunately)
January 29, 2026 at 5:17 AM
| probably the three bases of influence for this portrayal:
X-Men: Evolution
Uncanny X-Men (Bendis)
Ultimate X-Men (unfortunately)
X-Men: Evolution
Uncanny X-Men (Bendis)
Ultimate X-Men (unfortunately)
The hum is in the tone of a question —- followed by a very embarrassed clearing of his throat, now realizing who exactly is draped on him. “Jean! —- I. .sorry. Just. .well —-“ he motions with his hand. “Thinking.”
Jean is leaning over, draping her arm across @opticmeasure.bsky.social's shoulder. "You're thinking too much, I can almost see the steam you know."
January 29, 2026 at 5:16 AM
The hum is in the tone of a question —- followed by a very embarrassed clearing of his throat, now realizing who exactly is draped on him. “Jean! —- I. .sorry. Just. .well —-“ he motions with his hand. “Thinking.”
Reposted by 𝚂. 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜.
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Hm.
( Fingers curling beneath his chin —- standing now at his full height. The type of non slouching he does when he’s really focused. )
( Fingers curling beneath his chin —- standing now at his full height. The type of non slouching he does when he’s really focused. )
January 29, 2026 at 4:37 AM
Hm.
( Fingers curling beneath his chin —- standing now at his full height. The type of non slouching he does when he’s really focused. )
( Fingers curling beneath his chin —- standing now at his full height. The type of non slouching he does when he’s really focused. )
They won’t 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 until we 𝙙𝙤 —-
—- so this isn’t about what’s 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 anymore. It’s about what’s 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.
—- so this isn’t about what’s 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 anymore. It’s about what’s 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.
January 29, 2026 at 4:22 AM
They won’t 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 until we 𝙙𝙤 —-
—- so this isn’t about what’s 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 anymore. It’s about what’s 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.
—- so this isn’t about what’s 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 anymore. It’s about what’s 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.