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emma​

❝ hmmm. believe it or not, i don’t MIND lesson planning as much. it’s administrative yes but when you’re passionate about the children, it becomes quite fun. ❞ this is not a sentiment all the other teachers here share with her, even the ones who LIKE teaching. but teaching, in a way, has always been her FIRST love. ❝ selling myself short ? it’s like you hardly know me. ❞ she teases. ❝ i simply know where myself and ororo’s strengths lie. ❞ accompanies that statement with a smirk. ❝ honestly i don’t mind. italian perhaps ? i know this great restaurant in midtown. or 10 minutes away if you want something closer. and discuss the school with no-one around ? careful, some of the gossips here might think we’re going on a DATE. ❞

“ and that’s why you are running the show, ” she chuckles “ excuse me, are you implying i am not passionate about the children. ” jean arches an eyebrow, her tone was teasing and she could only hope emma caught onto it. “ or perhaps i know you too well. ” jean shrugs with a smirk on her features “ and i believe both of you are doing a wonderful job. ” she nods “ italian sounds wonderful. well, which do you prefer ? i know right, scandalous. ” she crosses her arms with a laugh “ oh the horror, me and you ? on a date ? children have such fertile imaginations. ” jean locks her gaze on emma’s, her eyes saying something different than what her words have said “ can never believe gossip. ”

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( emma frost )

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daken​

“I’ll forgive, just don’t make that mistake again.” Daken said with a smile. There was not a single soul on Earth that existed just to be nice for no reason. Obviously, Jean was trying to butter Daken up to get some kind of information out of him. There was no possibility that could reason why Jean, after Daken had attempted to blow up her little school, would be cordial. “I mean, if you’re into that. And I can assume that someone i’ve come to blows with before wouldn’t be exactly happy to see me here.”

eyebrow arches, have not been for his smile she would have taken a whole different approach to this, but she only shakes her head in amusement “ noted. ” jeans offers. maybe after everything it happened, or everything he had done she shouldn’t be nice but she was a firm believer of giving people the chances they needed to prove themselves, her being friends with their parents or not. “ not particularly. can you ? you are here for a reason are you not ? so why can’t i be happy that you chose to be here, and has not done anything to make me think otherwise of you ? don’t we all need a little faith and trust ? ”

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( daken akihiro )

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scott​

it had felt like a big loss when jean and scott had broken up. it was like watching the life that he had wanted walk away from him without much explanation. he knew that it wasn’t fair on jean to hold such resentment so he forced himself to move on because he knew that it would be easier for both of them that way. he was still kind and cordial to her if they ever crossed paths at the school, but he couldn’t have been her friend back then, the wound was too fresh, but over time their relationship had turned into something where it was manageable. he could laugh when she told a joke, and eventually, scott finally stopped looking for her in a crowded room, even if sometimes he still swore he could feel her near him. she was, and still is, the greatest love of his life but their time was over and it had been for a while now, he knew that he had been stupid back then, dreams far too big for him to try and maintain. he was just glad to see that she was doing fine now, as fine as anyone could be after what they had gone through. 

he kept hearing that, what he had meant after he was gone, for someone with big abandonment issues he knew that it was meant to make him feel better, but his feelings were complicated—his space among the x-men felt big, he didn’t know how else to really explain it. when she mentions emma, he nods, having met up with her recently, too. “don’t sell yourself so short, jean.” he almost reaches out then, but he stops himself. “you did what you needed to do to survive. that’s pretty amazing all in itself.” god knows how many times scott had failed and let people down. jean and emma were always more capable than he was in many ways, he had a big admiration for him, it’s what made coming back so hard. like he was treading all over whatever work they had made here. he knew that he’d find his footing once more, it would just take more time than he had planned. 

he had once lost jean before, and it had wrecked him, he had been a shell of himself, it was hard to imagine how he survived then. he supposed that he was happy that it was him, in the end, that had blipped. the world had already felt so fragile before, and it was different now but he couldn’t think of what he would have done if the roles were reversed. “well, when i start back again i’ll be sure that the coffee pot is the first thing i fix then.” and he had meant every word with a small laugh and eye roll. when she mentions the bakery, there’s a sadness in knowing that it, too, had moved on in it’s own way, even if it was just a bit farther than where it was. “yeah, i’d like that.”

most often than not jean found herself missing him, even before he was blipped, his presence by her side, his love, and everything that made him scott, but she knew it wasn’t fair on either of them, yet she couldn’t help the feeling. she knew she was the one to blame for why they eventually parted ways, she needed to give him a fair shot on what he wanted, even if she wasn’t it. after a while she managed to move forward, hard as it was, she had to move on with her life, be happy for scott, and eventually they would come together again in whatever way it was, she knew she needed him in her life even as a friend. there was no one that she connected more than him. however, after five years without him, it had been easier to move on, he wasn’t a possibility so she had to make new ones for herself.

the x-men hadn’t been the same with half of them gone, it had been hard to recoup and now it was hard to help them get back into their roles, scott being one of them, one of the big ones in jean’s eyes. she let a soft laugh and a smile settled on her lips “i’m not trying to, it just what happened. ” his small movement, make her clear her throat, hands moving to rest on her hips, gaze falling from his for a while, she appreciated the comment more than he probably knew “ thanks,” she looks up but not fully, her eyes barely meeting his as she offers a half smile towards him “ it wasn’t easy, not without you. ” her words are almost a whisper, worried what his reaction would be if she said in full volume almost trying to hide them from him just not fully capable.

she lived her life for five years trying not to think about him and every other mutant she had lost in that forsaken time, at first she couldn’t really see how she would go on, her mind was less crowed and she missed the people that once were in a simple psych link away. jean chuckles “ well, i’m excited to try this quality coffee you will be giving us. ”  head shakes in amusement “ perfect then, it would be good to talk without wondering ears... ” she looks around the hallway to students that rushed away as she turned to them “ also, i’ve been craving a good pastry. ” she turns towards the door and motions with her head asking him to follow her “ shall we ? ” 

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( scott summers )

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❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜ (emma)

for too long they been at odds never on the same page about anything, and for years jean could never even imagine those very words to leave the other's lips, yet now she hears them and she takes a step forward towards emma, eyebrow furrowing as she takes a moment to process those words that hit her hard. the red head understands the weight of them, she herself is afraid of that very thing after all they had gone through she would hate to see the other go, to lose her and all that they had. things were in constant change, what once was somewhere they could grow with each other not needing to think of anyone but themselves, a little easier, now there was so much more at state that needed to be taken in consideration. jean's gaze search for emma's, her head shaking slightly " what do you mean ? " she reaches for the other but doesn't complete the action, her hand falling to her side as soon as it moved towards the other telepath " you're not going to loose me. not if i have any say in it. " she bites down on her lips slightly gaze falling to the ground before looking at emma again " we can stay here for a little longer, here, where we don't have to think about those things, where we won't leave each others side for the time we are here. no one is loosing anyone just yet. "

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❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜ (gabe)

features soften at the other's confession, she tilts her head slightly before she reaches for gabe. jean pulls him closer to her on the couch, one arm resting on his shoulders as she hugged him the best that she could from her position. it was hard to watch someone she considered to be a little brother suffering that way, she never wanted him to experience a broken heart, in fact all she wanted was to protect him from it. " of course you have a heart, gabe, a good one at that. " she offers a gentle smile, hand caressing his arm " i know it sucks right now, but you will heal and you will learn from this. you won't feel it breaking forever. "

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“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “ (from wanda!)

it takes a long moment for jean to realize the other had spoken to her, often when shutting down the voices crowding her she shuts down the ones that reach her ear. she looks up at wanda once she makes sense of the words, stops what she has been concentrating one, hands dropping to her sides " hi, what ? me ? i'm good, i'm always good, always okay. " she tells the other with a faux smile and clears her throat, her mind was elsewhere, all the problems around clouding her every thought "w - why ? don't i seem good ? are you good ? " there is tenderness in her tone, genuinely looking for those answers as she disposes of her gloves she had been training with " i'm fine. " she reassures, words failing as they left her.

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[ text : emma ] again? when will they stop with this non [ text : emma ] what are they asking this time around? [ text : emma ] i will try, detention seems a little overkill [ text : emma ] is this why they were whispering and staring in the hallway when i walked?

[ text ] ––––––––> @phcnx

[ text : jean ] the kids are being annoying again [ text : jean ] and asking dumb questions about us  [ text : jean ] ignore it. or better yet give them detention if they continue annoying you

#✨ : 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙀𝙎 . ( emma frost )

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gabe​

[ text : jeannie 🥰 ] you’re ruining my fun then  [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] fine fine [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] what about lightly injure? i am talking 1st degree burns [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] i don’t care if people are nice to me or not [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] anyways. i wanted to ask how do people  [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] date? what are the customs? courtship rules? 

[ text : gabe ] why so? [ text : gabe ] no. not even light injuring. gabriel, no [ text : gabe ] i’m sure you don’t.. [ text : gabe ] how do people ? [ text : gabe ] oh my god? are you asking me for dating advice? do you like anyone? oh this is wonderful [ text : gabe ] but also you do know i spent most of my adult life with your brother and just recently had to figure that out by myself right? [ text : gabe ] you can start by being nice to them and try not threatening burning them, make some small talk, get to know them. [ text : gabe ] oh i can’t believe you are asking me this, i’m so touched

#✨ : 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙀𝙎 . ( gabriel summers )

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JESSICA ALBA as Molly in IDLE HANDS (1999) dir. Rodman Flender

#sorry for the long post but baby jean is cute what can i say #anyway #long post tw #✨ : 𝙑𝙄𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙀 . ( jean grey )

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ororo​

As she had predicted, it didn’t take too long for Jean to pick up on her thoughts. Ororo found herself already relaxing, just with her soothing mental presence. I can’t really complain, but I must say, the Professor made running the school look far easier than it is, she thought back, shaking her head a little, although Jean wouldn’t be able to see it. Her mouth stretched into a soft smile. Always, Jean, always. Any particular song in mind?

having this easy connection to the people she cared most for was one of her favorite part of this whole thing, ororo’s voice in her mind served only to sooth her after a long day of work and worry ‘ if it helps, you’re also making it look extremely easy. dare i say even more so than professor. ’ she grinned thinking how far her friend had come, how far they all have come specially in fronting such a terrible time over the last five years ‘ i’ll let you decide this time, but the cheesier the better. ’ 

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( ororo munroe )

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jean grey: ( ✉️  ⟶ raven. ):  my bra ? which one ? oh is it the red one? i’ve been looking everywhere for it ! well i could think of a few reasons how... jean grey: ( ✉️  ⟶ raven. ):  i’m sure you can find it, but i’m glad my bra can join me outside of the closet jean grey: ( ✉️  ⟶ raven. ):  what? no it’s my favorite bra, raven. i’ll get you one just like it, i promise. 

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raven darkholme: ( ✉️  ⟶ jean. ):       I     have       found       your       bra       in    the     depths    of      my    closet….          I        Do       Not .      Know     how     it.      got      there….. 

raven darkholme: ( ✉️  ⟶ jean. ):    There       is        a      joke     Somewhere      in      there    about      a    Closet  .    

raven darkholme: ( ✉️  ⟶ jean. ):      Jean       .       I just     looked     up     the     price.        of the     bra     .      I’m   keeping       it.         Thank   You    . 

#✨ : 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙀𝙎 . ( raven darkholme )

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[ text : gabe ] alright? i like to think so too [ text : gabe ] what’s up ? [ text : gabe ] you will not hurt anyone gabriel. [ text : gabe ] this is no reason to hurt people over [ text : gabe ] maybe that’s why i’m one of the only people that are nice to you

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[ text : jeannie 🥰 ] i need some advice [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] you’re good at it which is why i’m asking you [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] and you’re nice to me. which i like. [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] but don’t repeat that last part to anyone else  [ text : jeannie 🥰 ] or i will be forced to hurt them 

#✨ : 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙀𝙎 . ( gabriel summers )

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she offers a smile at their words “ oh jubilee, i could never force you to be where you don’t want to be at. ” she had had moments herself that she had to stay away from xavier’s so it wouldn’t be fair of her to demand otherwise of the other if space is what they needed “ all i have to say is that i miss you in there and we will be waiting for the day you come back with open arms. where have you been staying?”

          @phcnx​​    –––    CENTRAL  PARK    //    “    JEAN  ,  I  LOVE  YOU  but  please  don’t  tell  me  that  it  would  be  good  for  me  to  return  to  xavier’s  .  i  don’t  have  any  plans  to  return  for  a  while  .  ”

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( jubilation lee )

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“ betsy, hey. ” jean offers the other a smile, it still felt strange seeing people that were once no more not too long ago “ of course, sit sit. ” she motions to the open seat “ how have you been ? settling well ? ”

          @phcnx​​    //    “  JEAN  ,  HI  .  ”  offers  a  polite  smile  to  the  redhead  .  she  hadn’t  seen  the  other  since  being  blipped  and  well  ––  now’s  a  good  a  time  as  any  ,  right  ?  “  mind  if  i  sit  ?  ”

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( betsy braddock )

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emma​

❝ besides lesson planning ? not really, no. ❞ since becoming co-headmistress, she hasn’t been able to teach to the level she used to but she still tries to do a lesson every week or something. teaching is something she’s always interested in and if she can hold onto it as much as she can, she will. ❝ thank you jean. although i’m happy to leave it mostly to ororo. she’s got the better… social skills for it. ❞ book closes as she smiles. ❝ i’m as free as you need me to be miss grey. and dinner with you ? wouldn’t say no. what’s going on ? ❞

“ i think everyone should be interrupted from lesson planning once in a while. ” she jokes, jean enjoyed being a teacher for the most part, even if it took her a little while to get back into it before, but somethings came along with it that she rather pass at times. jean laughs gently at the words with a nod “ ororo is truly amazing at that, but don’t sell yourself short. ” she smiles “ is that so, miss frost ? it is good to know. alright, perfect, what do are you in the mood for. oh it is nothing to worry, i just didn’t want to discuss it in detail in school. who knows who could be listening.” she shrugs.

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( emma frost )

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#ur so right it should be on the dash #✨ : 𝙁𝙀𝘼𝙏 . ( emma frost ) #✨ : 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙄𝘾𝙎 . ( jean grey )

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it was strange at first, having someone like raven around the school helping out rebuilding the legacy that the fallen ones left behind when they disappeared. it was a slow increase but somehow she found herself befriending the other and now that things have gone back to old normal, jean has noticed how she missed the presence of raven around her. it had been a strange relationship that they have built, jean couldn’t say she would have ever been in that spot have things never changed, but she was thankful that they did in a way that she could have this chance of growing this friendship. jean was happy raven had asked her over, and once she was waiting at the door she had a smile upon her features, she waits for the other to open it and chuckles at the compliment “ thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.”  she is about to make her way in when she is stopped by the cat, with a smile she drops to pet him gently before the other takes him “good, lord knows i need a lot of that these days. ” the redhead brings her hand up where she was holding a large back “ i brought something sweet for us.”

@phcnx​​ WHERE: raven darkholme’s apartment.

there was a sense of normalcy that filled the air that raven didn’t know what to do with. like all of those five years of banding with people that she never thought she would finally coming to an end. her time at the school had become less and less and the looks that she didn’t miss were more prominent whenever she had come around. she might not have the same attachment to the school that most people did, but she did spend five years there trying to rebuild what had been broken. and in that brokenness had formed a friendship with jean grey herself. while raven didn’t know how friendship worked in the normal setting she had tried her best with jean knowing that the woman had needed a little more than what raven could offer her. while jean was empathic to all raven was incredibly selfish and stubborn but during those five years there had been something that maybe the other needed. when she invites jean over it’s because she hasn’t seen her in a while, she had already bought enough wine than they would need and had ordered food because fuck knows that she wouldn’t attempt to make anything herself, and when she hears jean knock at the door she opens it with a smirk. “well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes.” she sees her cat running up to meet jean and rubbing against her leg and raven picks him up and places him on the sofa. “i bought more than enough wine for tonight.”

#✨ : 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 . ( raven darkholme )