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

🧠

[Descriptive 18+ RP, N/SFW, more info in this thread. 🧵]
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.
oneeyedwonder.bsky.social
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..."
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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?”
beastandbrain.bsky.social
"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."
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
vibraniumprotector.bsky.social
"Not even I, as King, get that treatment.

However, ask one of your simps.
Am I usint that term right?"
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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?”
weathermixtress.bsky.social
"Really Jean? Why don't you ask Scott"? Ororo said with a small chuckle. "I'm sure he'd gladly do it".
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
Jean smiled, using her telekineses again to float the empty bottles through the air and into the kitchen’s recycling can.

“So we’re doing shots tonight?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
Her urge to become a mother is…

Growing.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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?”
beastandbrain.bsky.social
"I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request, dear Jean."
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“Wha- I can totally handle more than 3 drinks!”

Jean became flustered. It was true, she was a total lightweight compared to him. Still, even if she DID get drunk on 3 drinks, it’d be a good time.

“Whatever. Did you want us to finish the ones in the fridge before we head out?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“There’s no way that’s enough for both of us.”

Jean said, before taking a more hefty sip of her drink to finish it off. The bottle then levitated downwards, finally resting on the counter.

“How about we take the night off and get piss drunk together?”

A smile.

“That is the correct phrase right?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
Jean shook her head at this, before closing her eyes and pressing her fingers to her temples.

“Logan, you can’t be this high strung all the time, it’s bad for you.”

She opened her eyes again, her gaze meeting his.

“How many beers are left in there?”

It’s time to put her idea in motion.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.
thwipthatthwip.bsky.social
"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!
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
An idea popped into her head, visibly so. She took another sip of the beer.

“Oh don’t say that, you’re as scary as a teddy bear when people get to know you.”

She paused, thinking to herself for a moment.

“When’s the last time you took a moment to unwind? I mean really relax?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
Jean smiled slightly, catching the beer with her telekinetic powers instead of lifting a finger to catch it. The bottle levitated to her lips before she took a sip.

“Why do you think I asked for this? We’re ‘on a break’. It was his idea.”

She huffed.

“What about you? Still single?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“Well now I HAVE to give you something to do.”

She snapped her fingers, handing back his little notepad.

“How about a pool day?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.

sonofdarkness.bsky.social
" 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. "
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
She set the scene for him, putting the pair of them in a nightclub, dancing together. The mental image became so realistic that it felt real, complete with all the sensations of dancing.

“Tell me what you want me to be wearing.”

She instructed, maintaining the projection into his mind.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.

uncannyspiderman.bsky.social
"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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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?”
sonofdarkness.bsky.social
" 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. "
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
uncannyspiderman.bsky.social
"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...
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
sonofdarkness.bsky.social
" The excessive ammount of cheese ? "

Now he's confused

" It tastes amazing what are you on about ? "
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
“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.”
sonofdarkness.bsky.social
" Pizza ? "

He's been corrupted by the streets of new york, and a certain spider surely didn't help.
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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?”
psychicqueen.bsky.social
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.
uncannyspiderman.bsky.social
"Don't you remember me teaching you? Or did I dream it and you were watching?"