#remy lebeau x reader

[missglaskin]

Yandere Scott Summers, Remy Lebeau, Logan Howlett Headcanons (Romantic/Separate)

For Scott, there is an awareness in everything he does. He knows his strong feelings for you are not "normal," and at first he tried to deny them. Scott even pushed you away, leaving you wondering if you had done anything wrong.  Little did you know that this was just his way of shielding you from him. 

At a certain moment, Scott realized he had to face the truth—he desired you; he could no longer just ignore you. Initially, there was that air of coldness, as if he were to disappear from a room upon your entering, and his replies were as brief. But, you were blind to the fact that his eyes were always on you—an advantage for his visor/glasses — you had no way of knowing how intensely he stared.

You don't realize how you're getting drawn into small talks with Scott. Sometimes it happens you run into him at breakfast time or when you happen to cross paths in the hallways, he greets and asks about your day. There is an air of awkwardness but you just ignore it; finding it endearing how he's making an effort to get to know you better.

When the initial awkwardness fades, Scott can be quite charming. When a joke of his makes you chuckle, Scott wanted nothing more than to record it and listen to it on repeat. His approaches become more bold, handing you a cup of coffee not missing how your fingers touched, or informing details of a mission. Scott may even make a flirtatious comment and seeing your flustered response, he smiles to himself. 

Jealousy or protectiveness are the two things that can put Scott in a situation where he could expose his tendencies. Despite his training in handling stressful situations and his role as the Xmen's leader, his impulsivity never left him.

You may or may not notice Scott's glare when someone interrupts your conversations. Or how he observes from a distance while you're speaking with someone, clenching his fists, thinking about what could possibly make you laugh that hard or why you feel the need to be so close. It should come as no surprise when you feel uncomfortable or if there is a disagreement that Scott is the first to intervene, standing between you and the said person.

His protectiveness shows when the two of you are on a mission. At first, he believed you could take care of yourself, but has seen how you distract him, taking him away from the task at hand as he rushes to your rescue. You have begun to notice how Scott is giving you fewer missions, making up all sorts of excuses. If you keep pressing him, he'll raise his voice confessing he can't afford to lose you. 

Scott will eventually confess, aware he can't hide his feelings any longer. You must have noticed his intense jealousy, his fear of losing you, and the sometimes confessions of how much you mean to him. Regardless of all those slip-ups, you convince yourself Scott is the good guy; he just has too much on his plate, or so as everyone tells you.

Remy has always known he had feelings for you from the very beginning, but he never imagined those feelings would grow to be as strong as they are now. There was more confusion than there was denial. Even so, with Remy, you had no way of knowing the difference as he gives you his usual charming smile and quips.

Remy happily adapts the role of your 'friend' at first. Finding any excuse to spend time with you, but he never comes across as desperate. Getting up in the morning and heading to the kitchen, Remy already has breakfast and coffee ready just the way you like it. Or when the team plays sports together and he walks over to your side, showing off by purposefully taking off his shirt.

Remy is more jealous than you think. He tries to keep his cool, but you don't notice the quick glare he gives to those who take away your attention - he quickly turns his head the other way to ensure you saw nothing. He'll remark on how close you seem, teasingly asking with a forced smile if you've replaced him.

Still, Remy is more lenient than most; he doesn't consider trapping you in one place. The last thing he wants is for you to look at him with such fear or hatred. He lets you reside in the xmen, and make as many friends and allies, jealousy still stings but is it really that bad to see you happy as long as nothing 'happens'.

With Remy, expect his flirtatious nature to never go away. He always has an incentive to touch you in some way. Whether it's tucking something in place, or placing his hand on your shoulder to catch your attention or on your back to guide you. Every time, he gets bolder, daring you to reject him.

Remy is not all about keeping his feelings hidden; you may never learn the truth of his 'nature', but he lets it be known that he desires you. Remy stays close to you during missions, and if you ask him why, he'll simply respond that he's only watching out for you. Catch him staring and tease him on it, and he'll tease you back, replying he was staring at your gorgeous self. You could even ask of his feelings and he'll come clean.

As said, Remy will eventually make a move, make his feelings known, even if he anticipates being rejected. However, Remy knows that all those moments spent winning you over have done something. Making you warm up to him, allowing him to comfort you during your lowest moments, making you share your deepest secrets. It will all work in his favor.

A life with Remy seems normal to most. Remy the ever most devoted and affectionate, attuned to your every want and need, others look at the two of you with envy. It's just the thoughts in his head, the actions done behind your back, the doubt he whispers in your ear, the strings he pulls would be enough to frighten anyone. But with that charming smile of his, the eyes watching you with fondness, arms wrapped around you as he presses soft kisses on your skin, how could you ever know.

Note- a little nsfw in Logan part, but it's implied

For a man who has lived as long as Logan did, he had countless lovers and night affairs. So his feelings for you were not a surprise. But his intense attachment; the need to be near you at all times left him wondering just how much he really felt for you. 

Logan always watched you from the corner of his eye; years of experience have taught him to go undetected by most. And if he wasn't with you, he's become familiar with your scent, easily focusing on the trace of it. He has made a comment or two teasingly asking if you brought a new fragrance, but you brush it off as Logan being his typical self. 

Mutant or not, Logan is protective of you, as said he watches out for you like a hawk. Even if you're powerful, he still insists on shielding you nonetheless. Besides what are the chances of you overpowering him in the first place. He simply thinks if you were to ever discover his true nature and decide to escape; he'll simply hunt you down and bring you back. 

Despite what most may believe; Logan does not want to cage you. In his eyes, everything is good as long as he stays in the same place. He will give you the impression that you are free to do whatever you wish. There are however moments when Logan's possessiveness and jealousy overcome, he has no qualms in threatening or even unleashing his claws to ensure the person gets the message.

Logan knows out of all people he doesn't seem like the easiest person to approach, he tries to be as "nice" as he can be to get you to warm up to him. There was an instance when you were thirsty/in need of a midnight snack, and you found him in the kitchens. He'll try to begin a conversation, even offer you to sit down. As you warm up to him, you don't notice how he's staring intently at your thighs; visible cause of your pajama shorts. 

Expect Logan to always be there in any mission you go on; Charles merely raises a brow when he demands it, but complies for the time being. He will just shrug if you remark on how the two of you always seem to be paired up. God forbid you sustain any injuries on the missions. Logan will see red, whether it's a sentinel or a person; they are facing his fury.

After he comes back to his senses, Logan will pick you up even when you insist you're fine. Bringing you to the medical bay himself. Standing outside as he informs Hank not to let you know he has been there all day. Moments like these make him question whether you are cut out for this kind of life and that perhaps it's possible to steal you away from others. 

Logan makes a concerted effort to resist at times, but his ugly side is revealed not only by jealousy but in fighting the urge to touch you. Sometimes he gives in to temptation and you feel his fingers caress your check. If you don't resist, he'll bury his face in your neck, letting his lips touch the skin. You will find his hands reaching to take off your clothes, desperate to have you there and then.

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Dancing On My Own (Gambit X Reader, Part One)

Alrighty folks, this was meant to be a quick fluffy one shot that keeps getting longer and more angsty and has been sitting in my drafts for entirely too long now. Still very much a WIP that will be continued this week or next, PG13 for the time being with potential to take a turn for spicy down the line :)

A/N: Some quick background, the reader (Y/N in fic, described with she/her pronouns) is based off of an OC I tend to pull out pretty frequently. Half human, half angel, displaced from their home universe and dropped into this one (in which Lucifer, the tv show, is also cannon because why not maybe do a crossover down the line?). Gambit x Reader is the main ship we're sailing towards, but there's definitely some Logan x Reader if you squint. OH and last last thing, there's a party and I'm shamelessly linking the dress I had in mind for the reader here.

gif credit :) : @counterspelling

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“‘Stay for the summer!’ they said, ‘quiet and relaxing’ they said!” You throw the words you were told back at Jubilee who looks back at you completely unfazed as you continue untangling string lights to hang in the garden. 

“Honestly Y/N if you had stopped for two seconds to think about who was telling you that, you probably would’ve gone back to LA.” 

She was completely right, of course. You showed up to Xavier’s school not a mutant, not fully human either, and just looking for a place on the east coast to stay. Your uncle Lucifer made a few calls, found a friend willing to host a universe-displaced nephilim, and the rest was history. You might not be a mutant, but you were a partial human with powers you couldn’t always understand, and even other angels in this universe weren’t always able to help. Charles met and understood you quicker than anyone you’ve ever encountered in this universe or the next, so when you were asked to extend your stay and take on some guardian duties over the summer you were happy enough to agree. 

“Jean is the one who told you it would be relaxing, and Jean’s idea of relaxing is staying at a constant level 8 of activity.” 

“How is that not like the school year?” You rolled your eyes, dropping the lights. 

“Well during the school year she bounces between a 9 and 10, reserving 7s and 8s for the weekend. I can make you a diagram or something if you need it.” 

“I’m going to need a lot more than that by the time we’re done here.” 

“Maybe Gambit can help you with that?” Remy had sauntered over from the basketball court, at least that’s what you assumed given his current state of undress. 

“Unless you’re here to help decorate, I don’t think so handsome. If Jean catches us behind schedule the phoenix might make a reappearance…” You looked around and took a deep breath, realizing that other than the lights, everything looked pretty set. There was a reasonable sized clearing in the garden and Jean had hired a company to install a temporary dance floor. Chairs and tables were scattered around picnic style, and Jubilee had done an amazing job of setting up the bar despite being the only one unable to drink, legally.

“I think it’s actually just the lights,” Jubilee nodded to the messy pile at your feet, “And I think Gambit would be more help with that than me anyway, so?” 

“Go ahead,” you nodded smiling and she ran over to hug you, “And if you go to the mall, bring me back a pretzel!!!” You yelled after her knowing it was useless, she’d bring you a pretzel whether she heard you or not. 

“Avoiding me, chere?” Gambit eyed you with his usual flirtatious undertone that you couldn’t make heads or tails of. 

“In fact, I am. Grab that end?” You handed him the lights as he waited for an explanation, “Okay, I’m going to sit in the tree, I just need you to feed me the lights as we move. Ready?” You didn’t give him a chance to answer, disappearing and reappearing in the branch just above his head. 

Gambit stared back troubled and suspicious, so you nodded and gave him the sarcastic, albeit not entirely untrue, answer he was waiting for, “Oh Remy my attraction to you is just so strong and all consuming that I had to avoid you in order to get anything done at all. Every second I can’t throw myself at you is torture. Et cetera, et cetera, please start passing me the lights so I can go inside and shower.” 

He laughed and finally did as you said, “You know if you wanted ol’Gambit all you had to do was ask.” 

The two of you worked in a comfortable silence passing the lights through the trees. Just as you finished wrapping the last string, your footing slipped and you let out a quick yelp before bracing yourself for a fall that never came. 

“I never would have guessed angels could be so clumsy.” 

“If we weren’t you’d be short of a pickup line. Tell me honestly, how many times have you asked a lady if she fell from heaven?” Remy laughed and began walking away with you still in his arms. 

“Not as many as you think, chere. Are we about done out here?” 

You looked around and nodded, “Finally, yes. It was a good catch by the way, but I think I can walk on my own.” 

Placing you back on the ground, the two of you walked towards the mansion in another comfortable silence. Remy was probably tied with Jubilee as your closest friend in the school. You could remember the first day you arrived, how he couldn’t stop watching you. It wasn’t until later that same night, you were out in the garden and could still sense him watching you, that you decided to do something about it. You walked right up to him, introduced yourself, and asked him to kindly explain why he was staring at you like he’s seeing a ghost. 

It turned out the boy who grew up being told he was a demon had a lot of mixed feelings discovering angels and demons were not only real, but one of them was living under his roof. Remy felt a bit silly admitting it to you, but he owed you an honest answer when you confronted him so directly. And when he told you what people had said about him, what he suspected his own parents must have thought of him, your heart broke. You told him stories of all the demons and monsters you’ve encountered, and reassured him that he didn’t come close to fitting the bill.

“What’s on your mind, Remy?” There was quiet and then there was Quiet. You were still pretty new, but you knew well enough when something was bothering him.   

“Are you heading back?” You stopped short, and he stopped to face you. 

“Back where, Rem?” 

“Anywhere that’s not here.” He was facing you but he wouldn’t quite look at you, as if he didn’t actually want to hear the answer.

You took a deep breath, “The honest answer is that I don’t know. I don’t really feel like LA is where I belong, but I’m not a mutant or a gifted youngster either. I mean, I’m not even from this u-” 

“Okay, okay.” Gambit interrupted you with a hug, correctly sensing an impending panic attack from you, “Gambit just worried he won’t get to see you s’all.” 

You took a deep breath, sighing into the hug, “Well that’s really stupid.”  He pulled back to look at you, full of confusion. “It’s really stupid because if I were going anywhere you’d be the first person I tell, and because it takes me about 5 seconds flat to get anywhere. I’d be back before you even knew I was gone.”

You smiled wistfully and he returned it, “I’d know.” 

The two of you continued heading in and you finally felt brave enough to ask the question you’ve really been wanting to ask. 

“Well, I have to head up and start getting ready for tonight. What about you, getting ready for your date?” Of course, you weren’t sure he actually had one, but that was as direct as you could bring yourself to be. 

“Suppose I should be doing the same. Save Gambit a dance?” He kissed your hand and walked away, leaving you flustered and confused. You immediately pulled out your phone.

Y/N: okay so i said ‘gotta go get ready! what about you, getting ready for your date?’ and he said ‘suppose i should do the same’ what do we do with that??

JB: does he think you have a date?? 

Y/N: SHOULD i have a date??? 

JB: yeah, one of you should have asked the other out by now 

You dropped your phone on your bed, having finally made it to your room after a flurry of texts. Complicated feelings for your maybe best friend aside, it was still important to you to be slightly better than presentable tonight. 

Tonight was the first time all summer the adults of the mansion could relax and have a good time, and some non-residential mutants would also be joining the mix. You had never really been to anything so strictly social with the gang, and you didn’t take your invitation lightly. 

It wasn’t exactly formal, but Jubilee was able to confirm your suspicion that it wasn’t exactly casual either. You showered, taking more time than usual to exfoliate and moisturize, trying to pamper yourself into relaxing and getting excited for the night ahead, trying to ignore Remy’s words from earlier bouncing around your head. 

Two simple words that have had you in a tailspin since he said them so casually. ‘I’d know.’

The trouble maker in you wanted to test him on it, and you did a quick assessment of yourself to see if you could. Fresh out of the shower but mostly dressed, you were presentable. Should you take a quick trip overseas, hop over to France for some wine for tonight and back in a blink? You closed your eyes and heard a knock on your door just as you were about to take off. 

You opened your door more suspicious than you’d care to admit, suddenly paranoid that Gambit sniffed you out, but you were met with Jubilee instead, weighed down with garment and shopping bags from the mall. 

“You never answered me! I have your pretzel and you promised we’d do makeup together so-“ it was all the preamble she gave before forcing the pretzel on you and making herself at home in your room. 

“I was showering! And I really thought you were going to be gone longer?” 

“I just had to pick up some stuff I ordered for tonight, plus giving you and Gambit some time to flirt didn’t seem like a bad thing.” 

You rolled your eyes, “We have banter, definitely, but I’m not sure I’d call it flirting. He flirts with everyone.” 

“So you realize that what he does with you is different?” She turns it on you but you’ve heard it before. 

“Yes, different as in he’s not interested!” 

Jubilee made a sound of frustration before giving up and asking for help with contour. You dropped the subject and fell back into your usual routine, an easy friendship that reminded you more of sisters than friends. You showed up at the mansion looking for a place to stay while you visited old haunts, and you made a friend in Jubilee who was willing to venture into those places with you, even if it meant confronting ghosts.

“Lucky for you I think I found the perfect way to test his level of interest. You didn’t pick out what you’re wearing yet, did you?” 

“Well yeah, I was just going to wear-” You started motioning to the dress you picked for tonight, but Jubilee was moving and cutting you off before you even finished.

“Okay so scrap that, I grabbed something for you at the mall,” she reached for one of the garment bags she had laid across your bed, “and if this doesn’t get a reaction out of him, I’m at a loss. What do you think?”

She unzipped the bag and your eyebrows flew up so fast you wondered if they were still there. It was hot pink, sequined, and most noticeably, short and backless. You reached out to touch it and couldn’t deny how beautiful it was. Sure, the pink was a lot and it showed more skin than you were strictly comfortable with, but you couldn’t deny that the striped details of the sequins were gorgeous, or that the dress would hug and accentuate your curves…dangerously. 

“Now tell me what’s really going on because there’s no way you were able to afford this dress.” 

Jubilee snorted, “You got me, it comes with a letter.” She handed you a small envelope you promptly opened and started reading. 

‘Your young friend told me you planned to attend a party wearing some frumpy thing off a rack and that’s simply unacceptable for my niece, I have a reputation to uphold, Y/N ;) Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do! Sincerely, your Fairy DevilFather (p.s. TRY to have fun?)’

“Lucifer intervened to send me a dress?? How did you two even contact each other?” 

“I answered your phone once when he called while you were showering. We really hit it off, he actually sent me one too!” She excitedly pulled out another bag and showed you an equally gorgeous, albeit much more modest dress. Part of you wanted to argue, but another part of you realized how exciting this was for your friend and you weren’t about to let her down when she was waiting for you to join her excitement. 

“I think we might be best dressed tonight?” You smirked and she whooped, celebrating her victory. 

“Oh I’m ready, maybe everyone will finally accept the fact that I’m 20 and stop treating me like I’m still 15.” 

You knew it was a sore point for her, but you still smiled. The way all of the x-men treated Jubilee as their adopted child was something that endlessly warmed your heart, even if it frustrated your friend. The two of you took your time helping each other get your hair and makeup perfect before donning your dresses and leaving your bedroom, having already started to hear the arrival of a few guests and the slight murmur of conversation. 

You stopped just short of the stairs, turning to face Jubilee, “Don’t they say ‘fashionably late’ is a good thing?” Your anxiety was starting to get the best of you, wearing such a risque dress to attend a party with lots of new faces. 

“I think we’ve already reached fashionably late, babe, if we wait any longer they’ll think something is wrong.” You took a deep breath and started to make your way down the stairs. The mansion was empty, signalling that everyone else had already made their way out to the garden. 

The sun was just beginning to set when the two of you arrived to find the party already in full swing. Jean and Scott were dancing, Logan and Hank sharing a drink by the bar, and around 20 faces you had never seen interspersed with the rest of the team. You heard a low wolf whistle behind you and felt a hand on your lower back. 

“Breaking hearts tonight, chere?” Remy was on you before you could even turn to look at the sound. 

“If I’m lucky.” You shrugged. 

“Think I have enough of that for the both of us.” He winked and you tried and failed to suppress a snort that only made him grin wider. 

You turned to say something to Jubilee and your eyes narrowed when you realized the little traitor had run over to greet her friends, leaving you and Gambit alone. She looked your way and winked as you openly glared at her. 

“Well it looks like I’ve been ditched so I’ll need to borrow some of it.” You grimaced in the direction of the crowd, not needing to elaborate.  

“All yours, chere.” He offered you his arm and you accepted, making your way into the party and jumping right into a flurry of introductions, hugs and handshakes that Remy led you through, guiding you away when it was time to move on. 

It seemed innocent enough but you couldn’t stop focusing on the fact that Remy’s hands never left you. Whether it was an arm wrapped protectively around your waist or his hand on your exposed lower back, lazily tracing shapes you couldn’t make out, it was becoming increasingly distracting. He introduced you to Kurt and you only caught 30% of the conversation, too distracted by Remy’s hand tracing the curve of the dip at the back of your dress. You were relieved when Remy excused the two of you to go grab a drink.

“Admit it, not as bad as you thought.” Gambit smirked at you, leading you to a table where Logan and Jubilee were catching up. 

You rolled your eyes, “I never thought it would be bad, I just,” You took a deep breath, “I don’t know, I guess I was worried I wouldn’t fit in here, or that everyone would be wondering why I’m even here but too polite to say anything.” 

Logan and Jubilee both looked in your direction, hearing the tail end of your conversation that you didn’t bother hiding from them. Logan very openly looked you up and down before chuckling and taking a sip of what you suspected to be whiskey. 

“No one’s kicking you out of here looking like that, that’s for sure.” It was maybe the first time the wolverine had ever given you a compliment and you blushed. 

“You clean up rather nicely yourself, Logan.” 

“Then why are you spending all night with the cajun instead of talking to me?” You were surprised but did your best to cover it up, meanwhile Jubilee was fighting off a laugh herself by taking a sip of her drink.

“Because the cajun knows how a lady should be treated.” Gambit grumbled, leveling Logan with a look before departing briefly to get the both of you drinks.  

“Does he?” Logan asked you while you sat to join them, shooting him a quizzical look before he continued, “Know how to treat a lady?” 

“How much have you had, Logan?” You asked, eyeing his drink. 

“Not that much, darlin’. Answer the question.” If there was one thing you loved about Logan it was his lack of bullshit, and judging by the look on Jubilee’s face as she waited for your answer, right now it was probably her favorite thing about him too, 

“He’s been a perfect gentleman, but we’re just friends.” You tried to say it in a way that wouldn’t reveal how much that bothered you, but both of them knew better. Gambit returned a second later with your drinks and you only got two sips in before Logan insisted on a round of shots. 

One round turned into two, turned into three, turned into…you lost count. Jubilee was swaying happily in her seat, having convinced the two men to let her join in with half shots somewhere around round three. Everyone’s judgement was impaired by that point, but she made a great argument about drinking for the first at home where she’s safe or something else you couldn’t remember anymore in your happily inebriated state.

A song came on and you gasped, turning towards the dancefloor and excitedly announcing your love for the song. What it was called? You couldn’t remember if your life depended on it, but you needed to dance. You locked eyes with Remy who smiled but shifted his eyes away awkwardly, causing you to quickly deflate. 

“Have you even had a dance yet tonight, Y/N?” Logan asked you suspiciously. 

“Not yet.” You pouted, considering heading out on your own, dance partner be damned. 

“Knows how to treat a lady my ass.” Logan grumbled in Gambit’s direction, shooting a glare at him before getting up and begrudgingly but kindly offering you his hand. 

“Oh. my. GOD.” Jubilee squealed, far too gone to contain her excitement at the drama, as she would say.  

You beamed at Logan, accepting his hand and making a run for the dance floor, pulling him along behind you. 

“That crazy cajun might try to take my head off later for this.” Logan grumbled, settling his arms at your waist while you threw yours around his neck, getting closer than was strictly necessary so the two of you could continue your talk while dancing. Your eyes shifted over to where you just left your friends and you felt a stabbing pain in your chest when you looked for Remy just to see he had also made his way over to the dance floor, with Rogue. 

“I don’t think you have anything to worry about, Logan.” Your eyes were starting to tear up and you looked up trying to stop it as Logan became worried, turning to figure out what made you so upset. His eyes landed on Gambit and he growled, holding you a little closer as he actively tried to calm down. 

“I’ll kill him.” 

“You won’t.” You laughed, “He’s allowed to be with whoever he wants.”

“Yeah, but he’s not allowed to follow you around all night like a lovesick puppy just to ditch you when he catches another scent.” 

You smiled sadly, “He was being a good friend earlier, that’s it.” 

Logan pulled you closer and leaned down to whisper in your ear, “I watched his hands stray all over you, Y/N,” He touched your bare back to emphasize his point, “He’s not a friend, he’s a coward.” You couldn’t take it anymore and hugged Logan, hiding your face in his chest to let a few tears escape, hoping you would feel a bit better if you could get some of your distress out. 

“Might have to kill em for making you cry.” Logan grumbled and you laughed, smiling up at him despite yourself. 

“Believe it or not you’re helping enough like this.” The two of you continued dancing and Logan’s discomfort wasn’t wasted on you, but he’d be damned if he let the two of you leave that dance floor before Gambit and Rogue. He was making a point. 

The music began to slow down and Rogue and Gambit finally went their separate ways. You watched as Remy found Jubilee again and made their way back over to the table, you turned to Logan.

“Think we should head back?” He looked behind you and shook his head.

“We finally get a song that’s more my speed and you want to leave?” He shook his head no and pulled you closer, making you laugh and rest your head on his chest as the two of you swayed lazily. 

“Thank you, Logan. It’s not how I expected the night to go but I wouldn’t have gotten through it without you.” 

“Dancing with you looking like that isn’t exactly a punishment.” He snarked and you chuckled.

“Mind if I cut in?” You looked up to meet red eyes, Remy looking between you and Logan harshly before addressing you again more quietly, “Didn’t Gambit ask you to save him a dance?” 

You hesitated and Logan took that as his cue, “Bad timing cajun, Y/N just said she was getting dizzy, we’re heading back to the table.” Logan put his arm around you and lead you out of there, leaving Gambit to grumble and trail the two of you back. 

Jean had joined Jubilee to rest and eyed the three of you quizzically as you made your return.

“Y/N!! I found out that shots of vodka with cranberry juice is amazing, look!” She held out a shot for you and you grabbed it and threw it back before Logan and Remy could even finish their protests.

“Chere! Didn’t you say you were dizzy?” Gambit took the shot glass out of your hand, leading you to a chair. 

“From the dancing, Rem! I definitely haven’t had enough to drink yet.” 

Jubilee whooped and passed you another shot, clinking it to her own before you both threw them back. Jean looked at you even more confused and you tapped your temple with a wink, an agreed upon gesture inviting her to read your mind. 

“Rough night but I promise everything is okay, just need to drown my sorrows a little with you guys. Logan’s been doing his best.” 

You heard Jean’s response in your head, “Fair enough. I’ve been cutting Jubilee’s shots with a lot of cranberry juice. Seriously, a LOT.” 

You struggled to mask your laugh, “As I was saying, definitely not enough to drink, I’m gonna go-“ You stood and made your way to the bar on your own before anyone else could say anything, but you could feel a few sets of eyes watching you leave. 

Someone had been manning the bar, but as the night wore on and the guests dwindled, those of you remaining were left to fend for yourself. You assessed your options and reached for the gin, giving that a generous pour before adding sprite, a splash of cranberry juice, and a lime wedge before you can talk yourself out of it. 

“That looks amazing, can you make me one too?” Jubilee had appeared at your side and you smiled before making her a much more restrained version of yours. “Now I need you to tell me eeeeevery detail of you and Wolvie dancing I mean I neeeever-“ 

“To be clear,” you interrupted, sipping at your drink, “It was a pity save when it became painfully obvious Remy wasn’t going to ask.” 

“After spending literally all night following you around and basically growling at anyone that tried to get near you, what’s up with that??” She made a good point but you weren’t sure what she meant by that first part. 

“Pause, rewind, what are you talking about ‘basically growling’?” 

“You seriously didn’t realize how handsy he got with you when Kurt started getting friendly?” 

You realized you were drunk when you couldn’t stop the words from coming out of your mouth, “I was so distracted by him being handsy I didn’t even hear whatever Kurt was saying to make the connection.” 

Jubilee nearly spat her drink in your face and she started smacking you excitedly, “Can you please please go tell him that??” 

“But then he didn’t ask me to dance!! He pointedly looked away!!” 

“So Logan? What happened there?” You were starting to suspect your friend wasn’t nearly as inebriated as you thought, her tone sounding surprisingly sharp shifting gears. 

“I really don’t think there’s anything more than his mother-hen instincts going on there.” 

Her eyes rolled and she shrugged, “I’d agree if it was just one dance, but-“ 

“Again, pretty sure that was to save me from being zeroed in on Gambit’s dance with Rogue..” 

She didn’t have a response for that one and she simply clinked your drink before you both took generous sips, “Don’t tell Jean.” You whispered as you topped both of your glasses off before heading back to the group.

Jean had left to track down Scott who was mingling in the small groups that remained, some still dancing but most everyone else was doing the same as your small group. Jubilee bounced into the seat next to Logan and you drifted a beat too long before sitting next to Gambit. The silence that stretched between the two of you was no longer as comfortable as it was earlier, so you broke and piped up first. 

“I almost tested you earlier, you know.” 

“Almost?” Remy squinted at you, “Been testing me all night, chere.” 

You narrowed your eyes back but decided not to engage, continuing your thought instead, “When you said you’d know if I left?” His playful glare dropped and he waited on your next words, “Just a quick trip before the party but still, decided against it.” 

Remy chewed on what you were saying and not saying, wondering how the night had gotten so far away from him. Everything started out better than he expected, getting to show you around the party, not letting you too far out of sight in that dress, and then the hesitation. His own doubt sneaking in, reminding him that Y/N is quite literally an angel, he knew her place in the world, but his? He looked over at you waiting for a response and decided that didn’t matter right now.

“Still have sea legs or are you about ready for that dance, chere?” He didn’t leave you much room to answer, already standing with his arm extended. 

“You know I literally just sat back down, right?” He rolled his eyes at you, grabbing your hand and pulling you to your feet alongside him. Your night was clearly nowhere near over and you gave in, letting Remy lead you back onto the dance floor and into his arms. 

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[angelltheninth]

Hey! 2 things.

1, you are an incredible human being and an inspiration to all x reader writers out there. Seriously, keep doing what you do.

2, I was wondering if you could write boyfriend headcannons for Gambit from the animated X-Men series. Either NSFW or SFW is fine (or both🤨).

If not, then I just send good words and lots of love and support from myself and other writers.

STAY YOU!!!

Gambit is actually among my top 3 favorite X-Men, at least the men.

Pairing: Remy "Gambit" LeBeau x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, gentle to rough sex, teasing, kissing, fingering, clit simulation, morning sex, domestic fluff, pre-mission sex

A/N: The new show re-ignited my love for him.

Gambit isn't exactly lazy but he is still very much in the honeymoon phase of you relationship

And that grants him the right to be a bit more lazy in the mornings

He can't let you go without some cuddling and kisses

Which would be fine if he wasn't so handsy with you all the fucking time

You joked about tying his hands behind his back for one he could get out of that easily, and two it would turn him on more

His hands are too nice to restrain anyways, it would be a great loss for you

Knows you don't have that much time so he won't waste any more, he let's you know what he wants, and that is you riding his fingers with your shirt pushed up so he can see your tits

Because he's so honest you can't tell him no, because of that and his smile that makes your knees weak and pussy throb

Not one, finger he knows you can already take two

Curse him for being a tease like he was, and for knowing just how you like your clit rubbed to get your hips to shake on top of him

Sitting up he kisses you to silence you moans at the change of the angle, now his fingers are three knuckles deep, he's only able to curl them upwards

But he can still move his thumb around your clit, he can still use his other hand to grope your breast while licking and kissing the other one

Nothing could tear Gambit away from you now, no danger or mission or apocalypse, not even you pulling on his hair like that to pull him from your sensitive nipple

The fingers inside you are good but not enough to make you finish

You need something much thicker, you need that cock of his that's been pressing against your thigh

Since he's already sitting up you sit on his lap, kissing him breathless while you, somewhat awkwardly push his underwear down to his feet

No more teasing, Gambit pushes the whole throbbing length into your pussyhole, filling the emptiness left by his fingers

Doesn't let you ride him fast, he wants to enjoy this, you have a whole day of not being able to do this ahead of you

With his hands moving from your hips to your soft thighs to your even softer ass he gives it a playful smack every time you speed up too much

You want to kiss that knowing smirk right off his smug face

And hell, he's not saying no

Feel free to leave as many scratch marks as you'd like

He really doesn't want to pull out but he is really close, here, he'll give you his fingers instead, your pussy doesn't have to be empty when you come, he knows you hate that more then anything

Not as good as his cock but better then nothing

Infinitely more messy when he comes because his cum goes all over your stomach

Now you have to take a shower too, if anyone asks why you're late to the mission briefing you'll blame it on your boyfriend

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[dinogoofymutated]

You want X-Men requests? Well, I think I've got a few kicking around for our favorite Cajun.

Ok, so this is NSFW but like...imagine overstimulated Gambit to the point where he can only speak garbled French? Idk, I think that's super hot.

YES OMG YES. I absolutely love this idea I ran with it SO QUICK! I'm Southern, but not necessarily the Cajun flavor of Southern, so I tried to use a translator/dictionary for Cajun-French. There's not really a translator for cajun dialect specifically, so forgive me for some mistakes. I tried my best ;-;

Tw: MDNI. NSFW. Creampie, Overstim, Praise kink (kinda). Reader written while picturing AFAB but no genitals specified. No pronouns specified. Soft dom!reader

Anyone looking outside-in on Gambit's relationships would think that the man is a player, due to his flirty nature, and he could be to an extent, but you know otherwise.

Remy LeBeau was a lover boy. Sure he showed out a lot by flirting, but at the end of the day it's you he's coming home to. The moment someone tries to make a move on him and flirting goes to touching, you know he's shutting that shit down quick.

He was all talk, and you were happy to find out that extends to the bedroom.

Now having said this, it's not that Remy was a liar. He's incredible at sex, but at the end of the day when he's with someone he truly loves, his walls come down. Loverboy was putty in your hands the moment you decided to grace him with your love and praise.

"Plus, donnez-m'en un de plus, s'il vous plaît." Remy is trembling underneath you, head tossed back into the pillow and twitching inside you still as he cums hard. His hands are clenched around your thighs, grip loose enough for you to grind on him slowly as he comes down from his high.

"Remy, I can't understand you." You say softly, cocking your head at him as you brush some hair out of his face. He leans into your touch, chest still heaving. He mumbles something else you can't quite catch, before repeating "donnez-m'en un de plus, donnez-m'en un de plus." Again and again.

"Reeemmmy~" You smile, rocking back against him just slightly to make him groan and curse, before leaning forward to kiss him on the chin. He tries to catch you in a real kiss, but you don't let him, choosing to hover over his lips teasingly. "English, please, sweetheart."

"Je commence Cher, don't tease." Remy whines, leaning forward again. You let him kiss you this time, unable to stop yourself from giving into Remy's charms. You grind onto him a little more to hear him moan and gasp into the kiss, and his grip on your thighs gets a little tighter. He mumbles again in Cajun, and you shake your head at him. He'd been trying to teach you, but you still weren't quite fluent. You decide you should ask him to teach you bedroom phrases soon. It'd make this a whole lot easier- but you wouldn't lie, you almost enjoy teasing him like this.

"One more, Cher. Please. Please, give me another one." Remy finally grunts. He looks at you with those pretty eyes of his, all blurry with his pupils dilated. You can't help but lean in and kiss him a few more times. You lift your hips, before sinking back down onto his cock with a little more force this time. He gasps out a broken "merci! merci," tears starting to trail down his cheeks as you start to ride him again.

"Oh- Only because you asked... so nicely." You moan. It's a struggle to get the words out, fighting your own oversensitivity, but hearing Remy crumble beneath you is worth how sore you would be in the morning ten times over.

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[kayesfanfics]

Being Friends with Benefits with Gambit

Warnings: NSFW, AFAB reader, mentions of cheating, one sided love, love triangles around every corner, Morph lowkey has a crush on you

You and Gambit had always been flirty with each other, but nothing that got physical, at least until he came to you one day. He was sick of chasing after Rogue when she didn’t want him back, so he wanted to both make her jealous and let out some pent up energy. You decided to indulge him, admitting to yourself that you really did need a good lay, and you wanted to see Rogue get jealous because of you. So you agreed and let him lead you to his bedroom, which happened to be a couple doors down from Rogues’

After that first night, the two of you went to each other when you were either horny, frustrated, jealous, or all of the above. You didn’t explicitly tell the team but they all knew, having either heard you themselves or hearing it through the gossip that quickly spread through the Mansion. Rogue had shown she was a bit upset, but she also couldn’t blame Remy after making him chase after her and leading him on when she was still shacking it up with Magneto. Still, that didn’t stop the pang in her heart when she saw him whisper to you before you giggled and followed him upstairs. You and Gambit both knew you were hurting her, but Gambit was sort of okay with it and you egged him on, saying she deserved it for leading him on all these months

You watched with disdain as Gambit’s eyes were on Rogue across the table, whom was not paying him any attention. You longed for Gambit to look at you that way, but his heart was still set on the southern belle, yet his dick was set on you. You convinced yourself you were okay with that, thinking that at least he came to you for something, even if it was just sex. But truly deep down, you wished he came to you for so much more. For now though, you pined after him as he pined after Rogue.

“Meeting dismissed. Gambit, Y/N, Jubilee, don’t forget you’ve got the Danger Room with me in an hour. Good luck.” Scott grinned, before leaving the table to go tend to his pregnant wife.

“Looks like we’re gonna get our asses kicked together, chere.” You smiled at Gambit, using the nickname he used on him.

“Yeah, looks like.” He mumbled, watching Rogue leave the room, no doubt headed to Magnetos office. You glared at the back of her head, jealous that Remy was so focused on her that he couldn’t even see you throwing yourself at him right next to him. You glowered and left the table, crossing your arms, knowing he wasn’t watching you leave. You went towards the kitchen to get a drink, definitely needing a beer before fighting Wolverine soon.

“God, that’s gotta suck hard.” You heard a playful voice from somewhere behind you. You turned and saw Morph grinning at you like a creep from the hallway, before he jumped onto the counter you sat at.

“No shit, Morph.” You grumbled, taking a swig of beer as you wallowed in your self pity. “I just…I don’t get it! Why can’t he see I’m better for him? She doesn’t pay him any mind!”

“That’s what he’s thinking about her and Magneto,” he shrugged. “You can do better than him, y’know? You deserve someone who pines after you, Y/N.”

“Yeah? Like who?”

“I don’t know…maybe-“

“Oh, this is pathetic.” You both turned to see Wolverine watching you two from the fridge.

“What is?” You asked, looking at Morph in confusion.

“You two! Both of you! All of you! It’s ridiculous, really.” He grouched at you, grabbing a beer for himself.

“Aren’t YOU pining after Jean?” You teased, making him glare at you and Morph snicker.

“This ain’t about me, I’m talking about you! Morph after you, you after that southern weasel, him after Rogue, Rogue after magnet man!” Wolverine ranted before chugging some beer.

“What do you mean ‘Morph after me’?” You asked in confusion, looking up at Morph’s embarrassed face.

“Nothing! He means nothing!” Morph glared at Wolverine, who simply rolled his eyes and went back to his beer.

You grumbled in frustration, finishing your beer and tossing it before leaving. Everything was so confusing in this place, there were love triangles everywhere you looked and apparently, you were in a few of your own. You just wanted Remy to look at you how he looked at Rogue, why was that so hard?

*later that day…*

“Ya know jus’ how ta rile Gambit up, don’ ya chere?” Remy growled in your ear as he kicked shut his bedroom door behind him, your lips locked on his jawline, leaving large and dark hickies behind as your hands clawed at his trench coat. He moaned slightly at your actions, his hands feeling up your body that he carried in his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands grabbing handfuls of your ass and plush thighs as he walked the both of you over to his bed. His room was dark and smelled of his colonge, his sheets surprisingly soft as he laid you down on it, immediately climbing on top of you and letting his hands trail up your sides to your breasts, squeezing them and making you toss your head back and bite your lip as he played with them.

“Remy, please!” You whined, desperately needing to feel his touch without your suits blocking his skin. He raked his hands down your chest and abdomen before holding both your thighs in his hands, keeping them wrapped around him as he started to attack your neck with his soft lips. You moaned and grabbed a handful of his wild hair, pushing him closer to you as he sucked at that sweet spot behind your ear that sent shivers down your spine, making your back arch off the bed and press your clothed chests together.

“Why ya always gotta mess wit’ me durin trainin, dollface? Nearly fucked me right there in front’a ol Morph and Scott.” He said between kisses, his red and black eyes watching your face as you moaned and but your lip for him.

“I can’t…can’t resist you!” You pulled his hair so his lips would meet yours in a frantic kiss. “So handsome…so sexy…so wonderful…” you moaned between kisses, out of breath but not caring as you kissed him again and again.

“Aw, you charm Gambit, mon cherie~” he smiled and pulled away from the kiss, shrugging off his jacket and tossing it somewhere behind him. “How bout you show Gambit how sexy he is, huh?”

You smiled excitedly as he got off you so both of you could undress quickly, tossing clothes carelessly onto the floor, so focused on each others bodies you couldn’t care less about the mess. As soon as the both of you were undressed, you grabbed Remy by the shoulders and pushed him onto his back, climbing on top of him and straddling his waist, your pussy sitting atop his dick but not penetrating yourself just yet. You started with kissing his chest and teasing his nipples with your tongue as he folded his arms behind him to watch the show, his usual shit eating grin on his face as he watched you ravage his body. Your hands glided along his sculpted abs, following his happy trail down to his cock, one hand palming it while the other continued to feel up his body. After some more teasing, he bucked his hips up into your hand and raised an eyebrow at you, giving you the signal that he was getting tired of your teasing.

“So impatient~” you purred, trailing a finger down his chest as you crawled down the bed until your face was level with his cock. You grabbed it fully in your hand finally, making him sharply inhale as you started to move your hand slowly up and down his shaft. His arms moved to grip the sheets as you opened your lips to suck on his tip gently, swirling your tongue teasingly and watching him squirm below you. You smirked with a mouthful of his dick until his hand grabbed your hair and shoved you down, his cock quickly hitting the back of your throat, making you choke and gag around him. He heartily laughed at your reaction as he moved your head at the pace he pleased, eventually letting go once you found a good rhythm for him. You gripped his thighs when his hips bucked up into your face, warning you that he was about to cum. You braved yourself by squeezing his thighs until his semen sprayed down your throat, then rubbed his thighs as you swallowed everything he gave you.

“Fuck, chere!” Remy panted as he came down from your high, watching you sit up and wipe your mouth elegantly, your eyelashes batting at him sexily as he caught his breath. He suddenly sat up and pushed you face first into the bed so your ass was up and your face buried in the covers. You moaned as you felt his hand grab a handful of your ass and grope it, before smacking it hard enough to leave a red mark, making you yelp and grip the sheets beneath you. “Think ya can take Gambit now?”

“Yes! Please, Remy! I need you so badly!” You begged him, tilting your head to make eye contact with him behind you. He smirked and slapped your other cheek, chuckling when you squeaked and buried your face into the covers to hide your blushing face. You gasped when he tugged your hair harshly, before feeling the tip of his cock prod at your entrance. Your back arched impossibly more as he slowly entered you, whining as you felt every inch of him in detail slip into you.

He leaned down to press his chest to your back and place a few kisses on your bare shoulder, asking, “Ya alright, chere? Ready for Gambit?”

You nodded desperately and soon felt his cock pumping in and out of your pussy. You let out a choked out moan as he picked up his pace, hearing the smack of his hips against your ass as he thrusted harder and harder. You whimpered out his name pathetically like a prayer, before feeling his free hand slip beneath you and his fingers beginning to rub and pinch at your clit. You cried out at the feeling of all this stimulation at once, Remy’s skilled fingers and hips fucking you just right into his mattress.

“R-Remy, please! Fuck! Rem, I-I’m gonna…ah!” You screamed as he pistoned in and out of you, his hand pulling your hair harshly and his fingers playing with your clit expertly. “Please please please please please! Gambit! R-Rem!”

“Cum fer Gambit, mon ange! You can do it!” He huffed, out of breath from the workout of fucking you. You gripped the sheets so hard your knuckles turned pale as you shut your eyes, feeling the coil inside of you snap with one last harsh thrust of his hips into your pussy. Gambit slowly fucked you through your orgasm, pulling out and rubbing your pussy softly as he set your shaking body down on his bed, getting up and heading to his bathroom. You heard the sink run, before he returned with a washcloth to wipe down your inner thighs. Your chest heaved as you caught your breath, your abdomen spasming as you came down from your high.

Once clean, he tossed the wash cloth onto the floor with the rest of your clothes and got back into bed with you, tugging the covers over you as he pulled you to his chest. You cuddled into him, hands around his abdomen and face buried into his hairy chest. He mindlessly played with your hair as the both of you relaxed and rested together, holding the other in comfortable silence as your eyes began to feel heavy.

“Remy?” You shyly spoke up, finally breaking the silence.

“Yeah chere?” He asked, not moving his eyes from staring up at the ceiling.

“I um…what are we?”

You felt his hand stop playing with your hair and his breath hitch, before he let go of you and sat up, fidgeting with the covers as you slowly sat up with him, holding the covers up to your chest.

“What’s this about, mon chere?”

“You know what it’s about. I can’t…I can’t keep doing this if this is all we’ll ever lead to. I have too many strong feelings for you to do this to myself. I…I love you, Remy.”

He finally looked you in the eyes, and unreadable expression on his face, before he slowly dissolved into laughter. You glared at him and smacked his shoulder, pouring that he wasn’t taking this seriously.

“I’m, I’m sorry, Y/N! Gambits sorry, it’s just…why does this shit always gotta be so damn complicated?”

“You’re telling me.” You grumbled. “Well? What are we? Answer me.”

“We are…we are friends with benefits currently, no?” He grabbed one of your hands. “Y/N, Gambit loves ya very much, it’s just…he also loves Rogue still too. He couldn’t give ya the full attention ya wanted, not right now at least. It ain’t fair to ya, but I love ya both, at least for now.”

You looked at him sadly, despite already knowing he still loved Rogue. You thought about how Morph felt the same way you did about him, and how Gambit felt the same way about Rogue. It was a complicated love triangle…square? Whatever. It was complicated, full of strong feelings, but you knew what you all felt was real and valid for each other.

“I think I can live with that for now.” You sighed, giving him a sad smile before leaning in to kiss him.

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[vixemi]

I need more of this man! MORE OF THIS MAN RIGHT HEREEE! I can’t get enough of the edits of him and now I need for scenarios/headcannons, so PLEASE! 🙏🏽 write more of him

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[su-alteza-emia]

^^^ we as a society If only there were more remy fanfics

#Gambit #remy lebeau #remy lebeau x reader #x men 97 #x men fanfiction

[mutant-musings]

Inbox Open!

The X-Men have been living in my head RENT FREE the past few weeks, so feel free to drop any kind of request for any X-Men into my inbox!

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[simpforfandoms]

If possible, would you be willing to write Remy LeBeau x reader on their first date. Please and thank you

💜

I tried really hard to write a first date but I just can’t so this is as close as it gets

You don’t know how you got here, one second you’re chaperoning a prom and the next Remy is asking if you want to get out of there. And maybe it was the spiked punch (did they really think you wouldn’t notice?) or the fact that you had the slightest bit of a crush (god you sound like a highschooler) on the red eyed mutant that made you say yes. So that’s how you end you’re taking a stroll with Remy throughout the courtyard looking for any teenage mutants doing scandalous things and talking about pointless things

“In France is french kissing just kissing? Or french fires just fries?” You ask

Remy gives you a look, “I’m not French”

“But you know French?”

“Yes but I’m Cajun not French”

“Okay but you can still answer the question.”

“probably just called fries.”

“I thought so.” You shrug, you pause before adding, “not that you have to answer but, what happened between you and Rogue.”

You have been curious. You had heard rumors that they had gotten a divorce so in your eyes his response could be “I don’t know what your talking about” or just confirm that they had divorced. Nevertheless you convince yourself that they’re still together, as not to get you’re hopes up.

He shrugs, “we wanted different things”

You stay silent even though you know you should probably comfort him. Thoughts running through your head a hundred miles per hour. Wait so if him and rogue weren’t together does that mean that this wasn’t just a friendly stroll, could it be like a date? No. Remy could never see you romantically. You hardly know the guy besides secret glances and friendly conversations. Plus Anna Marie is so cool. After being with her he would never go for you. He’s an x-men, you’re just a teacher that teaches at the academy. Nothing special. Not like you save lives or anything. Unless you count evacuating the school as it blows up for the hundredth time.

He eventually notices your long standing silence and asks you a question, one that you didn’t hear but mumbled a ‘yes’ in response.

“do you wanna go somewhere to eat?” He asks

That brings you out of your daze, and you shoot him. A questionable look, “what? We still have to chaperone”

He rolls his eyes, “I never signed up to chaperone”

“What? Then what are you doing here?”

He lets out an oh so attractive chuckle, “isn’t it obvious darlin? I wanted to be with you.”

What. Why would Remy Lebeu of all people want to be with you. As previously discussed, he was an x men and you were, well you.

“So you went to a boring school dance just to be with me?” You almost laugh at the absurdity.

“it’s almost summer, you’ll leave soon and I won’t see you”

��And that’s a problem how”

“God do you play dumb.” He chuckles, “cause I’ll miss you.”

You? He’ll miss you?!?! You?!?!

As if he can sense your questions he answers, “I’ll miss over hearing your lectures every morning, and you always saying goodnight to everyone in the building including me, and how you remember my coffee order after I told you one time-“

“That’s because it’s just black.”

“My point is, I’ll miss you”

“I’ll be back in 3 months” you say

“To long to go without seeing you”

You laugh, “fine I can go for a burger”

…

“This is the best burger I’ve had in my whole life,” you state before taking another bite

“I’ve had better”

“Yeah sure.” You roll your eyes

You look at the time, “oh shit we have to get back before Charles realizes we’re gone.”

“I’ll handle it, don’t worry darlin.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

.

After some delicious burgers Remy walks you back to your dorm or living quarters.

“Sooo…” you pause, “I had fun.”

“Me too.”

“goodnight Remy” You go to turn around but he grabs your arm before you can. And gives you a goodnight kiss. Was it everything you imagined? Maybe.

…

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[angelltheninth]

May I request headcanons of your top three X-men men receiving a love confession from their crush? Except the crush is really shy so the confession is incredibly awkward and nervous. Thank you! (Ps, I love Nightcrawler too!)

Right?! Nightcrawler is so cute!

Pairing: Logan "Wolverine" Howlett, Remy "Gambit" LeBeau, Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, love confession, first kiss as a couple, super powers, being flustered, teasing

A/N: Btw, who are your top 3 X-Men?

LOGAN HOWLETT

Oh this is too good, too cute. He's sitting back in his chair, burly arms crossed over his chest, a huge shit-eating grin on his face while you struggle to get your words out Come on, you can do it, if you can't then do you really have what it takes to date him? There's a reward in it for you if you can confess while looking at him, he guarantees you'll like what he has in mind. It's a date with him, a ride on his motorcycle, or did you have a different ride in mind?

REMY LEBEAU

Let's you finish your awkward confession and kisses you the second you get the last word out. Finally, he's been waiting forever to do that, and to hear you confess to him. He thought he was being too flirty but you were just shy weren't you? That's cute too, but hopefully you can open up to him a bit more now that he's officially your boyfriend. Did that kiss not make it clear enough for you? Then you need one more to really get it through your head.

KURT WAGNER

Wraps his tail around you before you can flee from him. Don't run now, you've put so much into that confession, don't you want to hear what he has to say as well? You don't mind if he teleports you to his room do you? Not for anything lewd of course, he would never take advantage of you feelings. He needs to have a long talk with you, if you're really serious about him you have to be ready to take things slow. It's not a now, just telling you to be ready for the long game.

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[dinogoofymutated]

im 100% new to x-men(i grew up in a DC family lol) but I am just. SO down bad for remy. idk how to write requests or anything, but can I ask for headcanons for him with a touchstarved fem reader? sfw or nsfw, both, idc really he's just rotating in my brain, gambit my beloved

Gambit/GN!reader

Dude I completely get it!! I was a HUGE x-men fan as a kid and as I grew up the hyperfixation fell into the back of my mind. I too grew up mostly on DC and I feel like the reason DC became my go-to was because there's just not a ton of fanfiction for the x-men, reader inserts in particular. I'm working on fixing that! But my full-length fics are a little hard to finish/start. Anyway- Remy is definitely one of the top #3 x-men to be down bad for lol!

TWs: none that I can think of atm. Mostly fluffy goodness! Written picturing a fem! Reader but no pronouns mentioned

I definitely think that it's not a completely ridiculous idea that one of Remy's love languages could be touch, despite how his relationship with Rogue revolves around the absence of touch!

Tbh, I feel like he's just respectful of his partner's wants and needs in a relationship, and if touching and cuddling is a no-go he's perfectly fine with backing off and showing his love in other ways!

BUT! when you give him the go-ahead, he's all over you. Hugs, cuddles, kisses, PDA, all of it!

One of his favorite things to do is catch you in the kitchen, coming up behind you and snaking his hands around your waist. He'll press his face into your hair and neck, sometimes giving you kisses, but really he just does it because he wants to feel you against him.

I think he secretly enjoys how easy it is to get you melting in his embrace. He goes out of his way to fluster you, flirting until you go red, then pulls you close. He'll nuzzle you affectionately, kiss your temple and cheeks, hold you lovingly until he feels all the tension leave your body. He especially likes when you lean into his hands when he holds your face. He knows just how much you love him, and he's determined to show you all the love he knows you deserve.

    “Cher.” Remy’s chest rumbles with the words. You only respond with a hum, tucked into his side comfortably. The afternoon had started with a movie, originally. The two of you had some free time, and Gambit had a movie he really wanted to watch, so movie night it was. You were watching at first, you promise you were, but it was easy to get distracted by Remy. When the movie started, you were sitting next to him, leaning into his side with a bowl of popcorn in your lap, but that position could only be comfortable for so long. You were squirming, trying to relax as best you could, but after 45 minutes of sitting on this couch, it was like every bump and corner on the sofa was digging into you.

    Remy, being the observant sweetheart he is, didn’t hesitate to scoop you up into his lap. You squealed at first, surprised by the action, but Remy simply laughed at you, leaning back to lay down on the couch with you against his chest. Unsurprisingly, this was much more comfortable. Maybe a little too comfortable, as it didn’t take long for you to stop paying attention to the TV entirely. You snuggled closer to Remy as you started to doze off. One of his hands rested against your lower back, his other hand cupping the back of your neck, caressing and threading his fingers through his hair. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep against him.

    “Cheerrr.” Remy says again, drawing the words out. “Movie’s been over f’ a while.” You pout at him, sighing sleepily as you tuck your face into his neck. He chuckles again, thumbs caressing your skin idly.

    “You don’t wanna cuddle anymore?” You ask, maybe a little bit more sad than you should be, or would’ve been if you were more awake.

    “Now Gambit didn’t say that.” Remy purrs. You whine again as he moves a little, adjusting a little so that he can press a kiss to your temple. You reluctantly untuck yourself from his neck, rewarded with a sweet kiss from Remy. The action makes you smile. He’s looking at you with such love and adoration, like no one has looked at you before, and it has you feeling loved beyond measure. You lean into his touch as he cups your face, holding his hand to your cheek to keep him there.

    Content couldn’t begin to explain how you felt in this moment.

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[delicatenightfury]

"They don't know her like I do."

2022 Month of Writing: Day 2

Pairing: Remy LeBeau x reader

Prompt:

Word Count: 1,059

Author's Note: please don't steal my work! you can choose to respond to the prompt as well, but don't steal my work

“Not bad, gumbo. Could use some work, but not bad for your first time around.”

Remy smirked, wiping the sweat off his shoulders with his towel.

“I’d say the same to you, mon ami. Considering I was going easy on you.”

Logan raised a brow.

“That right?” Remy simply shrugged, still smirking as he took a drink of water. “Guess we’ll have to go harder next time.”

Remy laughed. The two had just been through a training session in the Danger Room. Both had their own opinions about the other, not entirely positive either, so a sparring session was a great way to let loose some frustration on one another. The Professor had put in the rule of not using power. Logan had grumbled something along the lines of “taking the fun out of things.”

The two gathered their things and left the Danger Room, taking the elevator up to the main floor of the Institute. They didn’t talk, having done enough trash talking for the day during their spar. Logan glanced at Remy when he noticed that they were still walking together.

“Where are you headed?” he questioned.

“I’m meeting y/n in the kitchen,” Remy said. “We agreed on a quick bite after our session.”

Logan hummed, though it sounded a little more like a growl.

They stepped into the kitchen, finding y/n standing at the counter. She glanced over at them and smiled. Remy couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. He walked toward her, wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

“How ya doing, cher?” he asked.

“I’m all right.” Her voice was quiet. “I made you a snack.”

She waved her hand and a plate with a sandwich came floating toward them. Remy smiled.

“My favorite. Merci.”

“De rein.”

She pressed a kiss to his cheek. Remy grabbed his plate from the air and the two went to sit down. y/n tended to like the window seat, so while she sat there, Remy pulled a chair close so he was still next to her. They ignored the looks from the others in the kitchen, used to them by now. 

Remy reclined slightly in his chair, his hand lightly resting on y/n’s ankle. His fingers mindlessly rubbed against her skin in soothing circles. The contact made y/n smile. She turned her head out the window to look out over the grounds of the Institute. 

It was a beautiful day. Just from the window, she could see students at the basketball court and in the gardens. In the distance, Beast was conducting a game of softball with some of the students. It was peaceful. She leaned to the side a little and spotted the school’s pool. She smiled again and looked at Remy.

Sensing her gaze, he looked back at her in question. She nodded outside toward the pool. Remy smiled and nodded back.

“Of course,” he said. “Wanna go get ready? I should put my dishes away.” She raised an eyebrow at him and at the same time, his plate lifted slightly in his hand. He chuckled and kept a firm grip on it. “I’ve got it, cher. You went through the trouble of making me something. Can’t have my girl doing everything for me, it’d make me lazy. Let Remy put it away at least. ”

y/n smiled. She kissed his cheek again. His red eyes followed her form until it was out of the room. He stood up a moment later and went to the sink to clean his plate.

“She just seems too introverted,” he suddenly heard behind him.

“Right? She doesn’t talk. Like ever.”

Remy had almost forgotten that there were others in the kitchen with them. Kitty, Kurt, and Rogue had been sitting at the table, eating their own snack when he had come in.

“I mean, everyone’s a little shy when they get here,” Rogue said.

“But she’s been here for almost two months!” Kitty exclaimed. She never really did a good job of keeping her voice down.

“She’s right. y/n came here the same time Gambit did,” Kurt said, “but it seems like we know pretty much nothing about her!”

Their comments almost made him smile. They were ones he had heard many times before. y/n came off as a very quiet, almost introverted person when it came to other people. But he had the great joy of knowing the real her. Remy found it amusing. The two of them had both heard the comments. At first, it had been frustrating, but after a while, comments like that just tended to bounce off them without care.

Remy put his dish away and walked toward the hall. Several yards down, he found Logan leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He was sure Logan would have gone off to his room after grabbing some food and a drink.

“Everything all right, mon ami?” Remy asked, approaching him.

Logan glanced at Remy for a moment before nodding back toward the kitchen.

“Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Pardon?”

“The comments about y/n.”

Remy shrugged.

“It’s nothing we haven’t heard before.” Logan looked at him in confusion. Remy motioned for Logan to walk with him so they could head upstairs. “I’ve known y/n for a long time. They don’t know her like I do.”

“What do you mean?”

“It takes a little bit of time before she gets used to and trusts people. Took her a while to get comfortable around me, but she came around. With so many new people and a new place, she’s taking a little while to adjust.” He smiled, coming to a stop in front of his door. “In other words, I know that she doesn’t shut up.”

The door then opened and y/n stood on the other side, wearing a pretty coverup that Remy had bought her last summer. She had a wide smile on her face.

“Come on!” she said. Remy almost laughed at Logan’s surprised expression. The man had likely never heard her sound that excited before. It was then that she noticed that Logan was standing there. “Oh, hi Logan!”

Remy did laugh at that - Logan looked surprised.

“If you’ll excuse me, my clawed friend, I believe I owe my girl a swim.”

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[vixemi]

A/N: another self indulgence cause I love this man, also once again nothing grand lol.

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The tension between you and Gambit had been building for days, simmering beneath the surface until it finally boiled over into a heated argument.

"You never take anything seriously!" you accused, frustration evident in your voice. "You treat everything like it's just a game."

Gambit's eyes flashed with annoyance as he retorted, "And you're always so uptight! Can't you just loosen up for once?"

The words hung in the air between you, both of you seething with anger. But deep down, you knew that there was more to the argument than just surface-level frustrations.

After a moment of tense silence, Gambit sighed, his expression softening slightly. "Look, I know I can be reckless sometimes, but it's just my way of coping with everything we face. I never meant to upset you."

You took a deep breath, letting his words sink in. "And I know I can be overly cautious, but it's because I care about you and the team. I don't want to see anyone get hurt."

Gambit reached out, taking your hand in his. "I understand, ma cherie. I promise I'll try to be more mindful of your feelings."

A sense of relief washed over you as you squeezed his hand, the tension between you slowly dissipating. Despite your differences, you knew that there was a deep bond between you that couldn't be broken.

With a small smile, Gambit pulled you into his arms, holding you close. "Forgive me, mon amour?"

You nodded, resting your head against his chest. "Forgiven."

In that moment, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you and Gambit would face them together, stronger than ever before

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[wh0re4gambit]

🂡 ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ

ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Go to the Gala, break into the security-room, locate where all the files with the needed information are, get there, get the information on the USB and act like nothing ever happened.

That was the plan the X-Men created the last few hours to get the locations of a new possible threat. The decision on who is going to do the breaking in, without getting caught, was made really quick.

No one else is as skilled and experienced in the matter of theft and breaking into things, unnoticed, as Remy LeBeau.

All of his teammates are there not because they are scared he couldn't make it, no.

Charles Xavier decided it would be well deserved for the X-Men to enjoy themselves after the mission.

»You don't get the chance to be at an gala every day« were his words.

𝟤𝟣:𝟥𝟦

Everyone was dressed real nice and they all made an expensive impression in their expensive clothes and stunning jewelry, when they arrived.

After getting themselves seen from other guests and having a quick chat with the ones they were familiar with, there was nothing in Gambits way to make his way towards the Security-Room.

Picking the lock was no match for him. But when he opened the door, is when he got suspicious.

'comment est-ce possible?' he thought.

He was expecting to knock out a security-man, but looks like someone else has already been here.

Because the the security was sitting knocked out in the chair, you could think he was sleeping, if it weren't for the head face-palming the table and the arms hanging down in such an uncomfortable way.

'Jus' ta' make sure' Remy thought to himself, while trying to find the pulse of the hopefully just unconscious man.

'Bien, pulse 's still der-'

»Are there any complications, Gambit?« he heard Jeans voice emerging in his head.

»Got in, but ders already an unconscious 'homme'«

»Well, we can't afford to lose much time, if there are not any threats; focus on the mission.« And with that the weird feeling of someone being in his head, vanished.

The X-Man does as he had been told and the rest of the plan just goes perfect.

𝟤𝟣:𝟧𝟨

»The information has been sent successfully to the school, thank you. Now, my X-Men, go enjoy the rest of the night! « The voice of the professor announced.

»Sooo...« Jubilee stretched the 'o' real long to get Gambits attention. »You done stealing stuff, for tonight? « » Well, if I don' see anyting worth stealin' , maybe.« Which Jubilee responded with a hum.

»Does this include hearts?« Ororo asked jokingly, joining the conversation.

Remy looked the ground smiling.

»Not plannin' on any time soon, for now.« he turned his head towards the weather controlling mutant who was now focusing on something behind him.

»Hold up, waddya mean be tha-« Jubilee got interrupted by the now confused man, before she could end the sentence.

»What? What are you lookin' at?« he turned around and immediately saw her.

»I guess, I found the reason for the unconscious man.« Storm stated.

Her, was no one else than Y/N Howlett, standing on the other side of the big room, being distracted with having a conversation with some politicians.

Her, also refuses to be an X-Man, but is more than willing to help them.

Why? Because she's a thief and she doesn't want to ruin neither her reputation as probably one of the best thieves there is, nor the X-Men's as heros.

There are a lot of things the X-Men dont know about her, most of them don't even know that she's the daughter of 'The Wolverine' , but what nobody knows for sure, is the romantic relationship she shares with the Cajun thief.

Both of them chose to keep it secret for the beginning. It's been about a month since they started dating.

»I still am absolutely, 100, no 200% convinced, you two would make the best couple.« Jubilee broke the silence.

»I mean, I can understand, the thought of Logan over there, being your father in-law, can be terrifying, bu'ut he'll get over it.« »Get over what?« »Ya'know, someone dating his precious daughter.«

Remy just hummed, because his main focus was on the woman, who made her way, outside, to the balcony.

»OMG« Jubilee exclaimed »A chocolate-fountain! Come on, Storm« she grabbed Storm's hand and dragged her through the crowd.

Now that Remy was alone, he could go out on the balcony, unnoticed aswell. And so he did.

»Whats a pretty lady, like you, doing here, all alone.« Remy made his presence known to the lady looking into the distance, while resting her arms on the railing.

When Y/N heard the voice of her boyfriend, she started smiling and turned around to face him.

He walked up to her and placed both his hand on each side of her hip.

»Waiting for a gentleman, like you, to show up.«

He lowered his head, pulled her closer to him and they both shared a short, but still passionate kiss.

After a few seconds, they broke apart.

»Missed you, cheré.«

»Missed you too, cajun.«

»Y/N, I really don' know how long I can keep dis up. I want ta' hold your hand in public, want ta' kiss you without hiding behind corners, want ta' tell everybody that you are my petite amie. «

Before Y/N could answer, Remy went on.

»Maybe its too early or maybe ta' late, but cheré, I love you.«

No answer, just a little smile starting to form on Y/N's lips.

»Too early?« Remy questioned in a jokingly way to cover up his anxiousness.

But instead of an answer, Y/N's hand grabbed the collar of his shirt to lower his head for a kiss, which grew passionate.

Y/N's lowered her hand on Remy's chest and the other hand reached up to his hair.

Remy's hands elsewhere (places Logan would probably unalive him, if he'd see it).

They broke apart to breath in some air.

Y/N looked Remy into his beautiful black and red eyes and said the words, Remy was hoping so long to hear.

»I love you too «

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[emma-frxst]

Joie de Vivre

“The joy of life”

pairing: Gambit/ Remy LeBeau x reader

summary: anonymous asked “ I don't see much of gambit, would you be able to do something with him please? Say like you both like each other but also thinking you both don't if that makes sense?” 

warnings: bar setting, alcohol, probably some inaccuracies about pool/billiards whatever you wanna call it. 

a/n- Sorry this fic is super late, anon. I hope you all enjoy. feedback is very much appreciated. Cheers to my first gambit fic!

It was a Friday night and the adults at the x-mansion decided to hit up the local bar after work, it had been a particularly tough week.

“Did Logan kick your ass again in training today?” You teased Gambit as he sat on the barstool next to you.

“No, I kicked his ass.” He mumbled, flagging down the bartender.

“Oh, did you?” You smirked, knowing that wasn’t true.

“Yes ma’am.” He replied hiding his smile by taking a sip of his drink.

The two of you glanced at each other with raised eyebrows, the banter making the laughs spill out so easily from your lips.

You and Remy had been friends for a long time..But to your disappointment, it was just that. Friends.

“Well, one day we will be able to kick wolvie’s ass.”

“I’ll drink t’ that.” Gambit said hoisting his drink in the air, making an attempt at a toast. You clinked your glasses together and downed your drinks.

“You up for a game of pool?” You questioned.

“chérie, you got yourself a deal.”

You loved when he called you that, his accent made you melt like butter in a hot skillet. You never asked him what it meant though.

You went to ready the pool table, Gambit was right behind you…until you noticed he wasn’t.

You turned around and saw him talking with the pretty bartender. Not just talking, but laughing and smiling too.

Your heart sank at the sight and your face turned a sour expression. You so desperately wanted to be more than friends, but you didn’t think Gambit saw you as such. You figured you’d just have to find another pool partner for the evening, didn't look like Remy had intensions of coming over.

“Colossus? Care to play?”

“Da.” The metal man responded, grabbing a cue stick. ..

Gambit was excited to play pool and spend the evening with y/n.

They had been friends for so long, but he wanted to be so much more than that. He didn’t figure y/n liked him like that.

Before he could eagerly follow y/n to the pool table, the bartender called his name.

“You told y/n how you feel?”

He sighed and nodded.

“Remy LeBeau!” She scolded, giving him a light slap across his wrist with her towel. “That woman likes you, I just know it. You need to tell her. And for the love of God, don it before someone else does.” She nodded towards y/n and Piotr.

He laughed at her scolding, but the woman did have a point. Gambit couldn’t keep up his façade much longer. The thought of you with Piotr, or anyone else for that matter, made him uneasy.

“Would ya pour me a shot. please ma’am?” Gambit asked, feeling like he’d need some liquid courage for what he was about to do. ...

“So..y/n.” Piotr started..”How are things with the ragin’ Cajun?”

The question caught you off guard and caused you to mess up your cue shot. You huffed, crossing your arms. You did secretly smiled at the nickname he called Remy.

Piotr took your lack of an answer for an answer in itself. “You have to tell him sometime, y/n.”

“Yeah, yeah, just take your turn Colossus.” you said, rolling your eyes. 

You glanced over at Gambit only to find him already looking at you.

He nodded his head towards the back door before heading that way.

You looked at Piotr, dumbfounded.

“Go! Forget the game.” Piotr urged, practically pushing you towards the door.

...

You stepped outside to find Gambit leaning up against the brick wall of the alley way.

“Hey..Everything ok?” You questioned, leaning on the wall next to him.

“Yes, mon chérie. Jus’ needed some air.” He replied, nervously running a hand through his chocolate brown locks.

“Why do you call me that? What does it mean?” You asked, your curiosity finally getting the better of you.

Gambit hesitated a moment.

“It means ‘my dear’ or ‘sweetheart’.” He admitted, looking at the ground, afraid to meet your gaze.

“Why do you call me th-“

“Y/n, Darlin’..look, I’ve liked you for a long, long time, and it’s ok if ya ain’t feelin’ the same way-“

“Remy Etienne LeBeau, you hush your mouth right now.” You interrupted.

He looked up at you, mouth agape. He was shocked.

You were suddenly afraid to meet his gaze, taken aback by your own boldness.

“What I mean is..I like you too. Have for a long long time.” You admitted, your heart about to beat out of your chest. Was this really happening?

In his own sudden burst of boldness, Gambit closed the distance between you two and in a second his lips were on yours. It was electric, the way he kissed you. If he was a starving man you were his first meal in days, even weeks. It was passionate and needy and long overdue. You could definitely get used to this.

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[simpforfandoms]

I saw that you write for marvel and if x-men are in that can you do headcanons for dating each of the x-men? Well not like all of them but some of them.

Headcanon’s for Dating X-Men

anon didn’t state which ones to do so I took creative liberty. I like doing head canons, i don’t have to write as formal

includes: Scott Summer, Jean Grey, (Young) Charles Xavier, Anna Marie and, Remy LeBeau

warnings: swearing, some self-doubt, bad grammer?

masterlist

Scott Summers

starting off with my bae

jk he’s all yours

he puts on a strong facade but when you guys are alone he a little teddy bear

always wanting to cuddle

always wanting to hold you

Always wanting to kiss you

But when you’re in front of the team?

It’s a whole different story

He gives you the cold shoulder

Acts like you don’t even exist

He says it’s for safety reasons

“The bad guys can’t know we’re together or else they’re target you to get to me”

But when you try to ask why he won’t even talk to you around the team because they aren’t bad guys

He claims that he can’t trust them

some part of you believes that he just wants to seem like an eligible bachelor

The people that know of your relationship is Charles and Logan

Charles is a given

Logan walked in on you and Scott making out

He promised not to tell anyone if you two promised not to be so loud

Logan needs his sleep man

Anyways because of Scott keeping the relationship a secret you’ve become insecure

As if you weren’t already

Everytime you try to bring up your concerns he dismisses it

You insecurities have gotten so bad that you begin to distance yourself from everyone

I mean even just seeing them makes you compare yourself to them

Of course Scott notices right away

Because you weren’t only distancing from the rest of the team but from him too

So of course homie tracked you down

Like he actually tracked you down because you have invisible powers (wow shocker)

Anyways so he cornered you after a meeting

“Why are you avoiding me”

“How can I avoid you if you don’t even talk to me in the first place Summers?”

There was people around so against your better judgement you kept the facade

“C’mon Y/n really? This is what this is about?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. Now if you excuse me I have places to be and people to meet”

You were being difficult

But honestly I can’t blame you

So Scott did the only logical thing

He kissed you

Right in front of everyone

You were shocked

“About time” Logan says

when he finally pulled away from the kiss he said that he loved you

Awwwwwwww

Well now your relationship was public

So you stopped distancing yourself

But also you were still insecure

After a while you told Scott about your worries

So every now and then he has to remind you how perfect you are

Also Scott doesn’t really like PDA so him kissing you infront if the team was like a one time thing

Until you and him were in life threatening danger

But that’s a story for another hour

Jean Grey

now onto Jean

let’s just pretend that she didn’t out Bobby for the sake of these headcanons

Jean absolutely adores you

Like sometimes she’ll just stare into your eyes

Unlike Scott she wasn’t one to hide your relationship from the team

but she didn’t exactly tell them

Like she would hug you and cuddle with you infront of them

But they didn’t really peice it together

They just thought you guys were really close

It wasn’t until she got the Phoenix that the team found out

like for some reason it made her incredibly confident

So i mean she just randomly grabbed your face and kissed you

You didn’t really mind

The team was kinda shocked

When the shabloom went down you were there to comfort her and kiss you

after she learned to control the phoenix she was still confident

Like she still would just randomly kiss you in front of the team

During training

During teaching

 during meals

And not like pecks

Like full on make out sessions

It got so bad one time that Charles had to put you too in the same room so you wouldn’t have so much pent up tension

if you know what I mean ;)

Anyways you and Jean were perfect for each other

If anyone dared touched you she would rip them to shreds

metaphorically

unless you like actually died

Then the whole world would burn

You would do the same for her

You two match each other’s energy and it’s perfect

I would say more but

Jk

I’m saying more you fools

If you’re a woman

Kurt said that he wanted a threesome with you and jeans

Which resulted in 2 bitch slaps

One from Jean

One from you

The disrespect

Then of course as you and Jean were walking away you said

“Hey let’s have a threesome with Scott”

“Oh come on”

(Young) Charles Xavier

You weren’t a mutant

You were simply his next door neighbor (and best friend)

When you found out he was mutant you obviously didn’t care

When you found out he had been taking care of raven you supported him

Kinda hurt because of how him and raven were close

But supportive non the less

When he had explained to you the idea of Charles Xavier school for gifted youngsters you supported him

You even moved in with him

His logic was that he needed his best friend by his side

So you have always been supportive of him

When he told you about the X-Men you were hesitant

“Are you sure that’s a good idea Charles?”

“Trust me on this Y/n”

“Ok.”

And so you did

All the x-men were nice

However you didn’t exactly like how Erik constantly said that you were scum

But you could deal with it (for the most part)

One day it had gotten bad though

“Why are you even here Y/n? You’re useless. Utterly and completely useless.”

You just sat there and took his shit

He had started to blow up on you because you used the last of milk

no body else was around to witness it

“Y’know what Erik, you’re right. I am useless. I’m leaving.”

You walked out of the room and the building

are you okay y/n?

Charles get out of my head, we made an agreement

I sensed that you were feeling down

I’m leaving

Why?

Get out of my head and come talk to me

Charles showed up not even 10 seconds later

“If you were so close why didn’t you just talk to me normally”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

You stared into his eyes

Then his lips

Then his eyes

Then his lips

Charles just kiss me already

Then he did

After that it was smooth surfing

Well until you got caught in the crossfire

And instead of Charles getting hit

You did

And died

But hey Charles could still walk

Anna Marie (Rogue)

you first met rogue while at Xavier's

It was like love at first sight

well for you

Anna on the other hand avoided you

which was weird

because you practically had the same powers

well not really

you could mimic powers and skills by sight

while rogue could absorb powers and strength by touch for long periods of time

you could only mimic them as long as their in your eyesight

anyways you practically followed rogue around everywhere

trying to get her attention

she just never talked to anyone but charles

when Charles finally classified you and rogue as apart of the x-men you were thrilled

rogue seemed to be too

on your first mission she finally talked to you

"you're pretty cool"

"so are you"

You smiled as you defeated the next villian

after that you and rogue continue getting closer and closer till you too finally revealed feeling for one another

Rogue was to scared to do anything that could result in skin to skin contact

so all you really did was hand holding

until you convinced her to kiss you

"are you sure about this"

"100% percent"

"then why do we have to do it infront of everybody"

"incase something goes wrong"

"but you're 100% sure"

"Look hank says that my powers will cancel out yours and we'll be fine as long as I keep my eyes open"

"Just kiss already!" Jean shouts

and with that, you lean in and kiss Anna

it was as magical as you expected

and nothing went wrong

now anna wasn't afraid to touch you

life was good

Remy LeBeau (Gambit)

you met remy on the streets

you thought he was a prostitute at first

but turns out he was just recruiting you to be a part of the x-men

"I think, I'll pass"

"C'mon darling we could really use someone with your skills"

"Are you sure you're not a prostitute?"

He laughs and hands you a card

"Call me if you change your mind"

The interaction kept replaying in your head

so you called him

you became a part of the x-men

yay

anyways you were sparring with gambit

when things got a little heated

like a tad

"What the fuck was that? You do that out in the field and you're gonna end up six feet under."

"Oh please, don't act like you give a fuck!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm done sparring with you, I'm gonna go find a different partner. Maybe Scott."

"We're not done here y/n!"

"Yeah, we are!"

You storm off to your room where you find jean

"You gotta fix the sexual tension between you and Remy. It's literly killing me!"

"What tension?"

"You're not dumb y/n, figure it out."

As she walks out, Remy walks in

"I do care about you"

You hum in response

"m'sorry"

"ugh. just kiss me already."

Then you kiss

mwah

anyways you and Remy date

Unlike Scott, he's really one for PDA

like we're talking kisses out of nowhere

he constantly reminds you that you're his

and you remind him that you're not an object

but you like it

anyways happily ever after

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