#blindedleadingtheblind

[phcenixgirl]

@ofdualisms @blindedleadingtheblind God parents why do you have to be so embarrassing?!

[prydefully]

PSA;;

Scott Summers still says “fo’ shizzle” (probably) 

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[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

“Let me keep you company.” ( jean ! )

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Jean slumped over the book she was studying a bit more and threw him a grim, appreciative smile. “Thanks, not like it’s particularly interesting. I’m just studying for finals.” It wasn’t a complete lie but if Scott happened to lean over and look, he’d know she wasn’t just studying for the ethics exam. The Boundaries of Telepathic Control wasn’t exactly light or required reading.  

[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

“I blew things out of proportion.” ( jean ! )

@blindedleadingtheblind (Hey!!! Hope you’re doing well <3)

“You think?” Jean scoffed, raising an eyebrow at Scott. Her stern smirk covered the butterflies in her stomach, the heating of her cheeks. Scott cared. She had convinced herself that he had moved on once he forgave her for moving to Boston for school. All those months of loneliness and missing him still mattered to her too but she wouldn’t say it, not while he was acting so immature. “You gave up the right to best friend information when you stopped talking to me. I know, I know we’re just pretending it didn’t happen but I’m tired of pretending,” she ranted. 

Scott could walk into a battle with his fists up and head high, but confront him about a relationship? No way. “So, I moved on--and you feel?” The question lingered between them and she wondered if it would remain unanswered.

[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse ( jean )

@blindedleadingtheblind (College!AU)

Jean didn’t expect anyone to be crawling into her bed. Scott spent the night on the couch. Despite how much they had flirted, how easily they fell back into their patterns, she held back because of the guy she was seeing. Letting out a muffled squeak, she turned over, her body pressing against his without hesitation. Her eyes opened lazily. “Scott? What time is it?” She asked. The light hurt her eyes and she forgot they had been drinking some the night before. 

[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

❛ you are not broken. ❜ ( jean !! )

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Jean knew that Scott meant well when he came closer to her ignoring the way her skin hummed with energy and her eyes flashed orange. She held back tears as she told herself that she couldn’t get closer, not until she had calmed down. 

“Stay back!” She shouted

What were those techniques the Professor had taught her? She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths imagining the way she felt wrapped up in Scott’s arms in their room. His strong muscles and wry smile helped her think of something else, anything else besides this creature she didn’t want to be. Her eyes fluttered open, no longer flashing, replaced by their typical soft green. A few tears fell from her eyes before she leaped forward and wrapped her arms around Scott. “I’m scared. I really don’t like who I am right now,” she whispered against his neck. 

[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

blindedleadingtheblind replied to your post: Jean just MY HUSBAND!!!!

scott @ me: SEND MY WIFE SOME MEMES RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME GOD

My girl is SO excited!

[genotypiic-a]

scott, i can hear the two of you bickering from downstairs. it’s a telepathic message sent with the kindest intentions, but charles is growing tired of hearing whatever on earth is going on upstairs.

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