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deardarlingthings · 1 year
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Casting my line out there for anyone to roleplay Fox's X-Men. I'm really hoping to find some long term discord RPs for certain pairings, because I haven't been having luck finding anyone willing to write out of text format. I write multi paras/lit/borderline novella, and I love plotting/talking OOC. If you are interested, please be 20+, as I am an adult and not comfortable writing with minors.
I will also put it out there that my work schedule varies so most times, I usually work ungodly hours weekdays. So I will not be pumping out replies daily. Most likely it will be a few times a week at most.
The characters I would want to play in bold. I am more than willing to double up and discuss anything!
✨Cherik/Mutant Husbands {Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr} What I would give to write them- I absolutely love them. They are so fantastic for AUs or Canon divergence, and I would do so much for them. Bonus points if Dadneto is involved because them.
✨✨JeanSilver/SilverPhoenix/QuickPhoenix {Jean Grey/Peter Maximoff} A rare pair I would die for- because no one knows of them as a pairing, let alone write them. Please. Please this could be such a trip.
Mystique/Azazel I don't know their ship name, but this is a ship I am so curious to explore, test the waters, also with their son Kurt/Nightcrawler- I love them, missed opportunities.
Beastique {Hank/Raven} Another one I would love to explore more and honestly just have them be happy- or angsty, the world is our oyster.
PLATONIC Summers Brothers They deserved better, point blank period. Let's give them a better ending.
If you are interested, interact or DM me! More likely to check my DMs
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crystalshard · 4 months
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You can find the original blank alignment chart here.
Many thanks to @gallusrostromegalus for creating the chart!
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supercap2319 · 2 months
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"So, is it always like this?" Y/N asked, watching the kids run around the lawn so carefree and happy. Some of them used their powers.
Scott looks at him. "Yeah. Isn't it like that on your earth?"
"I mean, most people don't have powers. And as far as I know, there's no mutants on my earth."
"Well, here there's a bunch of them, and we like it that way." Jean says, coming towards them.
"Yeah, I mean, look at us. We're adorable. Who could hate us?" Peter asked with a smirk as he suddenly appeared.
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layla4567 · 1 year
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Imagine with Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff
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Summary: You are a mutant with the power to grow plants, flowers or roots. Basically you manipulate nature at will. You always seemed to be on your own and didn't hang out with many people, but a certain boy with silver hair caught your eye. Too much
Warning: None, just cheesy love :)
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I was in the school yard trying to find a good place to study quietly. It was supposed to be free time but I took the opportunity to review some notes in my notebook, so with my books in my arms hugging them I went downstairs and headed somewhere under the trees, but unfortunately my favorite place was taken by Jean and Scott. It was a hundred-year-old cherry tree with beautiful pink flowers that fell to the ground in a showy carpet of petals. I didn't want to bother them even though they were my friends, so I tried to look for other empty trees that are far from people, I can't concentrate if I have people around me talking loudly. Sick of not finding a good spot and inwardly cursing my bad luck, I leaned my back against the outer wall on the west side of the school and sat like a Buddha.
I was quite hidden from the other students thanks to the massive walls of the mansion. In front of me there were more trees that expanded in a forest and nobody near me. Perfect I thought, I enjoyed my solitude even though not many understood it. It's not that I don't like to be with someone, but from time to time I needed some alone time with myself.
I was reading my history notes when in the distance I heard Peter's shrill laugh. He was a few meters away from me but I had good acute hearing. Of course he couldn't see me since I was hidden behind the wall, but I could see him. Slowly I got up and stuck my head out a bit to spy on him. His back was to me and he was talking to a blonde girl, I don't know what they were talking about but it must have been something very funny because they were both laughing heartily.
I felt my cheeks burn and frowned, Peter was on his hips while that blonde played with her hair and looked at him smiling. It's been a while since I had mixed feelings with Maximoff, was it love? no, no, impossible. I pushed that silly idea out of my head. How could I like Peter? He was a hyperactive idiot who likes to run fast and can't sit still, as well as playing practical jokes. Oh but when he smiles.. It's like the day is brighter or the sun shines brighter with diamond intensity, and those cute dimples on the side of his cheeks make him look adorable...! No! Stop __! I can't fall for his charms, not now!
While trying to get those thoughts out of my head, I noticed how the girl was getting closer and closer to him. Alarmed, I slightly extended my hand towards where the two of them were and concentrated on the vibrations of the earth to extract roots from it. I slowly raised them until they reached Peter's wrist which now rested on the side of his hip. I mentally ordered them to hold on to his hand firmly but without hurting him and with a downward yank with my clenched fist I sent Maximoff sprawling to the ground.
The boy was so focused on talking and everything happened so fast that he didn't feel anything and when he wanted to realize it he was already lying on the ground with his hands resting on the grass so as not to break his jaw
"What the fu-" -He exclaimed in surprise as he looked everywhere trying to figure out what happened.
All he saw was people cracking up, including the blonde girl he was talking to, except for a brown head poking out of the corner of the school walls.
Annoyed, he jumped to his feet and said addressing Laura, the girl he was talking to
"Excuse me for a second, I have unfinished business"- He said smiling and then with a buzz he ran away and disappeared from where he was.
¡Oh no he saw me I'm sure he saw me damn! I thought. I was wondering fearfully where he had gone when I turned around and the notebooks I still had in my arms fell from fright.
"AHH PETER!! ¡Don't do that!"- I yelled closing my eyes and covering my face
The sprinter had stopped right in front of me looking at me funny and with crossed arms
"I could tell you the same. Since when do you humiliate handsome guys in front of everyone?"
I rolled my eyes in frustration, now I would have to put up with his sermons camouflaged as immature flirtations.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about"- I bent down to pick up my books but he was faster
"Don't play dumb __, I don't know any other student who can do what you do, which by the way is a very nice superpower"- He handed me the books with a sly smile, the one I knew so well and that made me blush.
"T-thank you.."
The only thing I could do was mumble a thank you, trying to hide my face with my hair so that my blushing would not show.
"Also, I know you're dying for me, or do you think I don't realize how you look at me sometimes in class? But don't worry, your secret is safe with me"- He winked
I opened my eyes in surprise and sighed annoyed to turn around, but as soon as I took a step forward, Peter came back in front of me at the speed of light, making my hair fly a little because of the speed and the wind.
I was startled a little and closed my eyes angrily
"Stop it Maximoff, you stress me out"- When I opened my eyes, he was still standing with that stupid smile that I loved and hated at the same time, it seemed that he liked to make me angry.
´"Ugh don't call me Maximoff, you sound like my mom"- then he made a disgusted face that made me laugh
"Aww see? You really love me"- and he pointed a finger towards my face touching my cheek while pouting
I quickly removed his finger while I kept smiling sideways
"Ok, enough of the talk, I need to study, so if you don't have anything else to say, go away."
"Whoa whoa ok the cat is sticking out its claws, well I won't bother you anymore if that's what you want"
"Thanks"- I slid back down the wall to sit down again while my eyes were focused on my handwriting.
Peter was already turning to leave when he quickly turns to me and yells at me.
"Jealousy!"- And he disappeared as if he had teleported away before I could hit him.
"Peter Maximoff!!"- I yelled but it was useless, I yelled into the air because he had already left
I went back to concentrating on reading as best I could but I was still upset, he always seemed to get his way. Jealous, me? yes of course.. I laughed ironically
but not even 30 seconds had passed when suddenly I felt something warm on my cheek, it was a quick soft touch as if someone had kissed me..
..Peter...
I couldn't help but smile tenderly at that display of affection. Damn dumbass and adorable Pet, I couldn't get mad at him. Even with a smile on my lips, I continued reading in silence.
"Hey did you see that?"
"See what? oh wait I know don't tell me let me guess, Peter and __ bothering again, right?"
"Bingo! I don't know when they're going to take the first step, it's obvious that they like each other"- Said Jean biting into an apple
"Leave them, they love each other in their own way"- Scott said as he played with a stone, throwing it into the air to catch it again.
"Oh you mean Peter talking to girls and __ getting jealous while hitting him with her magical roots?"
They both burst out laughing imagining the scene.
"Yep, so romantic"- He laughed
And so they both stayed laughing under the cherry tree and looking at the two almost lovebirds, each one in a corner of the yard.
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i know, i know i said I wouldn't do this again but guess what? I have a lot of free time and wattpad one shots tempt me
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dominos-palast · 1 year
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Pillow replacement
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Fandom: XMen
Pairing:   Peter Maximoff x gn!reader
Characters mentioned: Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Professor X
Used Pronouns: (they/them)
Warnings: none
A/N: In this story, reader is a psychic. They came from an isolated place and joined the school (here academy for some reason) not too long ago. They can use for example Telekinesis.
P.S.: This was written with a platonic relationship in mind, but you are free to perceive it however you like.
P.S.S.: This happens after the events of Apocalypse (2016) (Scott and Jean are teenagers and Quicksilver decided to stay at Xavier’s School)
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Summary: Reader can’t sleep without hugging something. When the other kids use all the pillows to create a fortress of pillows in the academy, reader has to improvise. Word Count: 4k
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Peter lay comfortably on his bed while reading some comic book he took from Scott’s room when he wasn’t around. He had his headphones on and was listening to Floyd at full volume. Because of this, he missed the knocking on the door.
He looked up and took the headphones off. “It’s basic manners to knock before you enter, you know?”
You rolled your eyes and stepped into the room, leaving the door open behind you.
“I can hear the music from over here. Why don’t you turn the volume down before you become mute.”
He furrowed his eyebrows, puzzled. “You mean deaf?”
You sighed at the realisation. Peter just grinned and slowly incorporated himself, leaving the comic and the headphones on the bed.
“Let me be. I’m too tired to think right now.” You pinched your nose bridge while still holding onto the door knob. Your eyelids were heavy from fatigue.
“Oh yeah, you weren’t around for breakfast. We should prohibit missions before 9 A.M.” He looked into the distance dramatically, remembering the many times he had been forced to wake up in the early morning hours to rescue civilians from burning buildings and such. Why couldn’t people blow buildings up in the afternoon?
“Why don’t you take a nap, though?” He ended up asking.
“That’s why I am here. The other kids are doing some massive fort out of pillow in the living room, and they took mine as well, and you know I can’t sleep without hugging something.”
“You didn’t fight for your beloved pillows? That sure is out of character.” He smirked teasingly.
“Last time I did, I ended up getting scolded by the Professor for sticking them to the wall with my powers. Anyway, would you lend me some-”
He grabbed the bag full of dirty laundry he had been leaning on. “Mine were also taken.”
You groaned displeased, and were about to leave the room when he quickly added, “You could use me as a pillow.”
You stopped in your tracks and looked at him, throwing a deadly glance. You saw him flinch.
“Nevermind, I wouldn’t qualify as a pillow anyway…huh?”
Peter didn’t know how to react to you dragging your feet in his direction. You took off some layers from your outfit and threw them on the ground without a care in the world. Then you climbed onto the bed. Finally, Peter snapped out of his confusion and smirked to himself, laying his head on the bag packed with laundry and spreading his arm so he could embrace you as you laid your head on his chest. You hugged his waist and put a leg on him, just as if he was a pillow. He looked down at you happily and made sure you felt comfortable. Then he squeezed you gently.
“I thought you wanted to hang me for offering you myself. You really must be tired to have accepted my request.” He admitted.
“I will hang you if you don’t shut it, speedy boy”, You replied, your eyes already closed.
He just giggled and rested his head on yours. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
“Didn’t you go get them?” asked Jean, already in her suit.
Scott replied in an annoyed tone. “Not in their room, and not in the living room sticking people to the wall. I can’t find them anywhere. Can we just go without them?” Scott groaned at Jean’s disapproving look. “I don’t know why the Professor insists on bringing them along. We already have you as a psychic.”
“Stop complaining, will you? Go look for them in Peter’s room.”
“They are the most antisocial person I have ever met, and you believe they’d be together in a room? We would have seen Peter flying off a window already.” Scott followed Jean to Peter’s room.
“Don’t be dramatic. They only have to get used to other people. They haven’t had it easy before coming here, after all”, she said.
But Scott wouldn’t take that as an answer. He still had bruises from the first time he had met you. Although he knew it had been his fault for pushing your buttons, you still didn’t have to throw him across the room in front of the other XMen.
Jean stopped in her tracks and pressed a finger to her lips, then opened the door to Peter’s room. Scott peeked inside. His mouth dropped.
There you were, Peter and you cuddled to each other, both sleeping peacefully.
Jean smirked, “I told you.” He glanced up in annoyance. “Let’s let them sleep. The Professor will understand.”
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uncannypotato · 10 months
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x-men: apocalypse character posters (upscaled)
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thingsasbarcodes · 23 days
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X-Men: Apocalypse (2016)
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Conversation
Kurt Wagner: Are you sure about this?
Pietro Maximoff: Have I ever let you guys down?
Ororo Munroe: All the time.
Pietro Maximoff: What?!
Jean Grey: You're very unreliable...
Scott Summers: It's like, one of the hallmarks of your personality.
Pietro Maximoff: Are you not remembering all the times I've been awesome?!
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lavaspark · 2 years
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Peter Maximoff headcannons because im bored and I just love my boy so much:
There are pillows+blankets thrown seemingly randomly around the manor at all times in case (and it’s very often true) Peter forgets to eat for more than three hours, which, because he has a SUPER heightened metabolism will cause his body to just shut down if he doesn’t get the correct calorie intake with very little room for error. Hence after the third or fourth time Charles got a student sprinting into his office in a panic explaining how “Mr. Peter just collapsed sir! We don’t know what’s wrong!” He consulted with the staff and decided to put “nap spots” all around the house in case Peter had an accident and needed to sleep somewhere comfortable until Hank had measured whatever was wrong.
Conversely this has led to the X-Men taking tallies for how many times they’ve had to catch Peter when he stood up too fast or skipped his required afternoon snack. Charles caught him twice, once when they first met in the museum (Peter hadn’t had time to grab breakfast before the big jailbreak) and again during a meeting, Peter had been unusually quiet during the whole of the meeting and kept looking around with glazed eyes. Charles had mentally asked him whether he was alright, Peter had merely nodded and looked back down. When the meeting ended Peter had stood up and his knees immediately buckled, Charles had only caught him because he’d been sitting right next to him at the time.
Kurt caught him once (he had nearly fallen off the roof during a party because he’d passed out too close to the edge, Kurt caught him before he’d passed the second floor)
Storm once barely saved him by wildly grabbing the edge of his harness as his eyes rolled back in his head at the top of the main staircase. (She NEVER let him live that one down, and every time he scaled the stairs afterward she’d ask him whether he was planning on fainting again or whether he could go up the stairs like a big kid now) He usually responds by snorting and/or flipping her off.
Jean caught him once in the garden, he had been walking across the grounds with a group of first-years talking about the school when he had trailed off and she very clearly heard him murmur “oh, shit.”
He had stumbled forward, already completely unconscious and she had caught him with her powers, careful to not let his head hit the stone slates on the path. There were no major injuries, just a headache and a gaggle of terrified first years. (Peter had insisted on seeing them when he woke up a few moments later, Hanks “nutrient IV” already hooked up to his arm. He didn’t want them to be scared, they should know he was fine.) Jean had just laughed and told him he could see them when Hank had finished running the medical diagnostics for todays “nap attack.”
Scott’s only incident was early on in their friendship, Peter had been walking down the hallway the opposite direction as Scott. They’d nodded, exchanged a quick high-five and continued walking, or at least Scott had. Peter had crumpled backwards into Scott’s back, knocking them both to the ground and knocking the wind out of Scott. “Musta been some high-five” Scott had joked later in the medbay, Hank was clucking indignantly at Peter for skipping his lunch. Peter had smiled apologetically at Scott, and something in his heart fully went out to this weird, weird kid.
Raven had caught him only once, and it had been more of a redirection than a proper interception. It had been during a training session, she was standing next to him in line when he’d simply vaulted sideways, she had automatically rolled to the side, leaving him to fall to the ground, his head rolling listlessly to the side as Kurt rushed forward. “She didn’t even TRY to catch you man” Scott had howled next to him later that day. Peter had crossed in arms in front of him in annoyance “Yeah, she shouldn’t HAVE too! Once I get this sorted out I swear to you-“ He had been interrupted by a packet of peanut butter crackers sailing through the air to strike him in the side of the head. Hank had merely gestured at them and smirked.
With Erik it was…different. He’d arguably caught Peter the most times out of anybody, always catching onto the metal in his harness or jacket with his powers before the kid fell. But the first time it had been quite different from any of the other incidents. For one thing, they had been in the middle of an actual mission when it had happened.
In Peter’s defense, he really HADN’T skipped any meals that day. None. He just wasn’t expecting to have as much strain put on him as he ended up getting, namely in the shape of 20-odd men armed with automatic rifles opening fire on his team, no, FAMILY.
He had acted instantly, all Erik saw was a blur darting all around then, little more than a haze as it circled them. He heard the gunshots, felt the metal cutting towards them, he also felt the bullets being knocked out of the air one by one, falling to the ground with a sound like pebbles on sheet metal.
When it was over there Peter had stood, his face grey and pale, wheezing slightly as he stood there. On his cheek was a single crimson-red line that leaked a thin stream of blood that ran down his face into his uniform. He had raised a shaking hand and touched the wound, barley reacting as he made contact. He raised his now-bloody hand and his gaze shifted unsteadily back to Erik, a hollow smile spreading across his face.
“…guess I missed one, huh?”
Then Peter Maximoff had crumpled to the ground lifelessly in front of Erik’s eyes.
Erik had caught him of course, he stopped his upper body from contacting the ground, grabbing onto the metal he had never been more thankful for in Peter’s harness. Peters head had tilted listlessly backwards at the motion, his face uncharacteristic devoid of any emotion.
It made Erik feel strangely ill, seeing Peter like this, still.
Peter was NEVER still, at least not completely. He was perpetually bouncing his leg or excitedly talking about whatever new thing he’d discovered in the world, fidgeting mindlessly with his hands as he spoke or running his fingers through his hair. Now he was doing none of those things and the only indication Erik had that he was even alive was the dull rasping of Peter’s breathing.
When Peter woke up in the medbay, surrounded by machines and IV’s and scared-looking mutants Erik wasn’t among them. He never spoke to Peter about that day again. Merely nodding to him stiffly in the halls when he saw him. Never exchanging more than a few words. Nonetheless, sometimes when Peter was blinking blearily awake, the familiar pinch of an IV needle embedded in his left arm, he’d feel a weak tugging at the necklace he always wore around his neck. And though he never asked or told anyone about it, Peter always suspected he knew who was checking in on him in their own strange way.
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betterbowbruh · 2 years
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lauriel816 · 2 years
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Charles: Why do you like being out in the rain?
Scott: The rain is just fun.
Jean: It does good to my mental health.
Ororo: Walking in the rain brings me illuminating ideas.
Kurt: I like splashing in the puddles!
Peter: I’m trying to get hit by lightning.
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The X-Men would absolutely rule pride…Cherik holding hands leading the parade, raven with destiny following closely behind them, storm rocking the absolute BEST outfit ever while keeping it sunny and warm, jubilee rollerblading down the street in the brightest most rainbow outfit ever created, peter skateboarding holding the ace flag high above his head, jean and scott decked out in the bi colors, logan snarling at homophobic assholes and protecting the x men while wearing a tiny rainbow sticker on his cheek…every single person at the school coming out to celebrate, lgbt and ally.
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aphmcu-mha · 7 months
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My X-Men headcanons
-Favorite Hamilton songs-
Charles(I think he would love Hamilton sm-): You’ll Be Back
Erik: You’ll Be Back and/or Satisfied
Peter: Satisfied and Aaron Burr Sir
Kurt: Aaron Burr Sir
Scott: My Shot
Jean: Alexander Hamilton and Helpless
Jubilee: Aaron Burr Sir? The Schuyler Sisters?(I’m sorry. I don’t know much about her😭)
Mystique: Alexander Hamilton and The Schuyler Sisters
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arysbruv · 2 years
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X- Men Headcanons
Note: omg i’m back in my xmen bs- i haven’t posted stuff like this in a while lol
Definitely had team building exercises and they went to like escape rooms and stuff-
Peter would be the one goofing around- while Scott and Kurt try to actually escape…
Scott: we need to work together-
Peter: okay but like- maybe we’re SUPPOSED to be talking to this painting?
Peter regularly raids the school kitchen.
Though Scott and Logan hate each other, Logan doesn’t really let other people bully him.
Slightly tease? sure, but to the point he cries and he actually gets hurt? haha prepare to find claw marks weirdly close to where ur head was laying on ur bed.
Jean, Storm and Jubilee regularly have girls night. Sometimes they invite Rogue and Mystique.
Raven spills so much tea about the Professor and Erik
Jean and storm definitely use it for blackmail.
Professor X: Storm, what you did is inacceptable, detention!
Storm: Wow, wise words coming from someone who tried to do a backflip to impress a crush.
Professor X: How did you- RAVEN
Lorna, Wanda and Peter are the chaos siblings.
Wanda is Erik’s favourite, Lorna and Peter always tease her about this.
Peter: Wanda, you ask him if we can get fries
Wanda: What why?
Lorna: because you’re Wanda Maximoff- FaVoURIte DaugHtEr oF MAgNeTo-
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toodles-me-doodles · 2 years
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aboutzatanna · 1 year
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Do u think JohnZee is DCs attempt at something like Marvels Romy?
I don't think so, since JohnZee predates Romy by several years. 1985 vs 1990. But my knowledge of X-Men is admittedly limited compared to my knowledge of DC.
I have in the past pointed how post Nu 52 Zee got the Jean Grey/Scarlet WItch disease of 'oh no! it's too powerful! I can't hold it!' and how she often like a discount version of the aforementioned X-ladies in the JLD books I've read. Peter Milligan who wrote the first arc of JLD also has previous credits on X-Men comics (X-Force) so it's likely that he brought that vibe over to JLD. Especially since the Nu52 era was leaning hard on feeling like a 90's Image comic.
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