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Jean Grey
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The X-Men’s finest, and most powerful member. [18+ RP]
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To the world, she’s an Omega-level Mutant. But honestly, she’s just Jean.

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[Descriptive 18+ RP, N/SFW, more info in this thread. 🧵]
“You’re really sweetening the deal. I can handle the fanning, but the sunscreen?”

She paused, smiling.

“I’ll need your help with that. I do burn easily.”

A bottle of sunscreen levitated its way in front of him.
He flashed her a grin, accepting his new sacred grape responsibility.

"Does this come with the usual sunscreen application and cabana boy leaf fan? I only have so many hands and you know which one I prefer..."
“AWOOOGA!”

Jean said with a big grin, levitating the bowl of grapes over to him. She was never very subtle about her attraction to Scott.

“Let’s go get some tan lines, handsome.”
July 24, 2025 at 3:51 PM
“AWOOOGA!”

Jean said with a big grin, levitating the bowl of grapes over to him. She was never very subtle about her attraction to Scott.

“Let’s go get some tan lines, handsome.”
"I mean, I'm already here..."
July 24, 2025 at 3:18 PM
“You know of all the people whose minds I’d like to explore, yours is at the bottom of the list.”

Jean smirked.

“You would make a great grape-feeder though.”
July 24, 2025 at 3:00 PM
“That’s great news! It’s a step in the right direction for her too.”

Jean said with a smile.

“These abilities we have are both a gift and a burden.”

She paused, thinking for a moment.

“We should do something for the students. Maybe a pool party?”
"Yes! I took those accursed power-dampening collars and reworked them into a bracelet that will temporarily dull Rogue's powers, affording her the ability to touch others safely.
Hardly ideal, but it's something."
“Hmmf. SOMEONE around here would love to do it, I’m sure.”

Jean smiled at him warmly, though her hunt for a grape-feeder certainly was not over.

“What’s the latest with you Hank? Any new breakthroughs in your studies?”
July 24, 2025 at 2:58 PM
Jean grinned, considering his use of the term for a moment.

“I’d say you are, but really anyone could be a simp of mine. Comes with the territory of my abilities really.”

She put her hands on her hips.

“Do kitty cats such as yourself like grapes?”

Jean teased.
"Not even I, as King, get that treatment.

However, ask one of your simps.
Am I usint that term right?"
Jean pretends to hypnotize the reader.

“Oooo you want to feed me grapes as I lay by the pool, ooOOoooo…”

She wiggled her fingers at the reader, a big smile on her face.
July 24, 2025 at 2:54 PM
“Yeah but he’d do whatever I asked, whenever I asked. Getting you to do it would be more fun.”

She smiled warmly at here, before wiggling her fingers again.

“How about we feed each other grapes then? Equal exchange?”
"Really Jean? Why don't you ask Scott"? Ororo said with a small chuckle. "I'm sure he'd gladly do it".
Jean pretends to hypnotize the reader.

“Oooo you want to feed me grapes as I lay by the pool, ooOOoooo…”

She wiggled her fingers at the reader, a big smile on her face.
July 24, 2025 at 2:52 PM
Her urge to become a mother is…

Growing.
July 24, 2025 at 2:48 PM
“Hmmf. SOMEONE around here would love to do it, I’m sure.”

Jean smiled at him warmly, though her hunt for a grape-feeder certainly was not over.

“What’s the latest with you Hank? Any new breakthroughs in your studies?”
"I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request, dear Jean."
Jean pretends to hypnotize the reader.

“Oooo you want to feed me grapes as I lay by the pool, ooOOoooo…”

She wiggled her fingers at the reader, a big smile on her face.
July 22, 2025 at 8:36 PM
Jean pretends to hypnotize the reader.

“Oooo you want to feed me grapes as I lay by the pool, ooOOoooo…”

She wiggled her fingers at the reader, a big smile on her face.
July 22, 2025 at 8:01 PM
“Wha- Hey it was just a question!”

She called after him, shaking her head a bit as she stopped using her powers, allowing bystanders to see and hear herself and Peter again.
"Okay, see –– this is / exactly / what I'm ... argh –– !"

He immediately takes off, beginning to walk away in the opposite direction with a sharp huff.

Just one day –– that's all he asks!
Clueless pedestrians continued to pass by, oblivious to their conversation.

“Exactly. Not to pry, but you do have a fairly extensive dating history, don’t you?”

She asked, curious to learn more about him. Peter was the kind of hero to have a lot of rumors spread about him after all.
July 22, 2025 at 7:24 PM
“If I wanted to slurp down sauce, I’d eat pasta.”

Jean explained, before pointing a finger at him. Of course he liked Chicago style.

“There is no way you wrote that down.”

She snatched his notepad, reading that from 9-5, that was the only thing written down. Naturally.

" Mmmm~ Chicago style ... "

He's so dreamy about it !

" It's not my fault your tastes aren't as refined as mine ! "

He teases back !

" Nothing really ... says here i have to be a little silly. "
“At least you weren’t thinking of Chicago style, with pineapple on top.”

She shook her head a little bit.

“Then you’d be in some serious trouble. I’ll forgive your poor taste for now, but you’re on thin ice mister!”

She teased before continuing.

“What’s on your agenda today anyway?”
July 22, 2025 at 3:37 PM
“Phoenix gone wild 7?”

Her grin grew as she could tell he was a bit embarrassed at conjuring the mental image for her.

“Here, let me see if I can try something.”

She placed her other hand on the side of his head, changing the mental image of her dancing to be more accurate.

"Dirty Dancing."

He was flushed indigo along his cheeks, turning away from her a bit and running a hand through his hair.

"Flash Dance... Phoenix Gone Wild 7..."

He made up that last one.
Jean closed her eyes, focusing on his brainwaves and conjuring up the mental image he had in her own mind. A big smile crossed her face, along with a light blush.

“Oh. OH! This is so good. I’ve never tried that one before. Did you see that in a rap video?”

She opened one eye to look at him.
July 22, 2025 at 3:33 PM
“At least you weren’t thinking of Chicago style, with pineapple on top.”

She shook her head a little bit.

“Then you’d be in some serious trouble. I’ll forgive your poor taste for now, but you’re on thin ice mister!”

She teased before continuing.

“What’s on your agenda today anyway?”
" That's not what new york taught me. "

Shaking his head with a little pout.

" From my understanding you can have the pizza how ever you want. "
“The pineapple, Kurt!”

She shivered in disgust, imagining the mixture of salty and sweet.

“Pizza is meant to be salty only. That’s just how it is.”
July 22, 2025 at 3:18 PM
Jean closed her eyes, focusing on his brainwaves and conjuring up the mental image he had in her own mind. A big smile crossed her face, along with a light blush.

“Oh. OH! This is so good. I’ve never tried that one before. Did you see that in a rap video?”

She opened one eye to look at him.
"I am not so sure you vant me to keep up these thoughts, Jean..."

It was like yelling 'Don't think of a white elephant.' Instant thought dominance.

He was definitely thinking about her. And dancing. The other details were definitely something...
July 22, 2025 at 3:15 PM
“The pineapple, Kurt!”

She shivered in disgust, imagining the mixture of salty and sweet.

“Pizza is meant to be salty only. That’s just how it is.”
" The excessive ammount of cheese ? "

Now he's confused

" It tastes amazing what are you on about ? "
“Not just the pizza, what’s ON the pizza.”

She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue before pointing a finger to her open mouth and pretending to gag.

“There is no way that tastes good.”
July 22, 2025 at 3:07 PM
“Not just the pizza, what’s ON the pizza.”

She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue before pointing a finger to her open mouth and pretending to gag.

“There is no way that tastes good.”
" Pizza ? "

He's been corrupted by the streets of new york, and a certain spider surely didn't help.
She’s reading the reader’s mind, again.

Jean shakes her head a little, the corners of her lips resisting a full blown smile.

“How is it that everytime I take a peek in there, you’re thinking about THAT?”
July 22, 2025 at 3:03 PM
Jean tapped her chin for a moment, pretending to think to herself. She knew exactly where she learned that move.

“I might have done a little snooping. Hard to help it really. Try picturing me doing a different dance, this is good practice.”

She pressed two fingers to her temple, concentrating.
"Don't you remember me teaching you? Or did I dream it and you were watching?"
July 22, 2025 at 2:57 PM
“Kurt, your thoughts go a little bit BEYOND kissing.”

She shook her head, her smile growing.

“That dance I’m doing in there?”
She gestured to his temple.

“How’d you know I knew that move?”
"I mean, you kissed me. I can't help but think about it when I know you're around...."
July 22, 2025 at 2:48 PM
Clueless pedestrians continued to pass by, oblivious to their conversation.

“Exactly. Not to pry, but you do have a fairly extensive dating history, don’t you?”

She asked, curious to learn more about him. Peter was the kind of hero to have a lot of rumors spread about him after all.
" ... yeah. sure."

He gazed downwards –– lightly biting the inside of his cheek, there's no use in trying to shut her out. She'll just pry anyways.

So, he won't.

"Nothing wrong with ... that."
“Hm?”

She cocked her head to the side, pretending to not know exactly what he was thinking. It was a talent, but also a bit of a curse.

“What is this more than the equivalent of two co-workers having water cooler talk?”

She could read him like a book, even without her powers.
July 22, 2025 at 2:46 PM
She’s reading the reader’s mind, again.

Jean shakes her head a little, the corners of her lips resisting a full blown smile.

“How is it that everytime I take a peek in there, you’re thinking about THAT?”
July 21, 2025 at 11:09 PM
“Hm?”

She cocked her head to the side, pretending to not know exactly what he was thinking. It was a talent, but also a bit of a curse.

“What is this more than the equivalent of two co-workers having water cooler talk?”

She could read him like a book, even without her powers.
"Oh –– I'm ... sorry to hear that."

He gazed off afar –– he could already tell where this is going, there's an awkward beat before he began to speak again, albeit with much hesitance

"Look, Jean ... if this is what I think –– "
“More of the usual really. I’ve finally settled more into my role as a teacher for fellow mutants, so that’s been nice.”

Jean paused, tapping her foot as clueless people continued to walk around them.

“Scott and I are taking a break, so that’s pretty new.”

She watched him, gauging his response.
July 21, 2025 at 11:05 PM
“More of the usual really. I’ve finally settled more into my role as a teacher for fellow mutants, so that’s been nice.”

Jean paused, tapping her foot as clueless people continued to walk around them.

“Scott and I are taking a break, so that’s pretty new.”

She watched him, gauging his response.
“Kinda.”

He shrugged — he’s not usually one to be open about his personal relationships, let alone with another woman.

It never seemed to end well when he did.

“ … so, uh, what’s up with you?”
Jean smiled slightly, this was good news.

“Good. Not good that it’s a situationship, but good that you don’t have a harem.”

She considered what he said for a moment longer.

“So you’re essentially single but still have a deep connection with her? Is that the case?”
July 21, 2025 at 2:38 PM
Jean smiled slightly, this was good news.

“Good. Not good that it’s a situationship, but good that you don’t have a harem.”

She considered what he said for a moment longer.

“So you’re essentially single but still have a deep connection with her? Is that the case?”
“Uck. Gross.”

He scrunched his nose at her — a shake of his head, hands stuffed deeply into his pockets.

“No, no — it’s just … I dunno —

… it’s like a situationship, I guess?”
Jean raised an eyebrow at this, placing her hands on her hips. It was incredibly tempting for her to take a peek inside his mind and see what he really meant.

“Don’t tell me. Spider harem?”

She asked, only half joking. Peter did have a sort of reputation.
July 21, 2025 at 3:38 AM
Jean raised an eyebrow at this, placing her hands on her hips. It was incredibly tempting for her to take a peek inside his mind and see what he really meant.

“Don’t tell me. Spider harem?”

She asked, only half joking. Peter did have a sort of reputation.
He’s never going to get used to that.

He gently shook his head with a shudder — a murmur.

“Err — well … “ He paused for a moment, “ … it’s complicated, y’know?”

He couldn’t help but quirk his brow at that — why would she care about that?
Through his body. The pair were now in a psychic bubble, anyone who walked by wouldn’t remember a thing of their conversation.

“I know you still like to keep your secrets, so they are safe with me. We can speak freely now.”

She paused.

“Are you still seeing Miss Watson?”
July 21, 2025 at 3:24 AM