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Remy LeBeau (Gambit) x Reader

Warnings: Gender not specified, short

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(GIF not mine, I found it on Pinterest)

Finally. You’re home. Charles has been working you to the bone. It’s not your fault that your Mutant ability is so awesome, but your energy does pay the price. You can hardly register what or who the kids are that run around the halls of the school as you make your way to your bed. You're so tired that you chuck your bags and shoes to who knows where in your room. With a groan you flop onto the bed, desperately trying to sleep but your mind just doesn’t want to shut up.

Time is an illusion as you lay there trying your hardest to sleep but with no success even though you are beyond your limit. Your door gently opens and the sound of someone walking around catches your attention. Their voice is low and soft as they hum a calming tune. You can hear things being moved, light switches being flicked, and the wood floor occasionally creaking. You feel the bed dip as hands gently touch your face.

They don’t move your face, the person does lean down to look at you though. Remy, your sweet boyfriend is the one who greets your gaze. He carefully lays down and pulls you on top of him. Your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat lulling you to sleep. His hand gently stroking your back in calming patterns. Thank goodness for your Remy.

just finished Xmen 97 last night and the emotional damage was INTENSE

Have a Gambit

Mini Gambit! ♠️💜

Hey :)) *gets kebab'ed*

Messed around with color here. I hope it's as decent as I think it is lol. I just chose the values and then used procreate's gradient feature. Also I listened to Meet you at the Graveyard by Cleffy on repeat when I made this, hence the lyrics.

Trying out a new watermark instead of just a signature, which was an idea suggested by a buddy on Insta. (EDIT: Queued out of order and posted new art with the watermark already rip.)

Aug 31, 2024.

KURT ART GO! Sí, sí, y más. Another art dump. Close ups. VVV

I love fuzzy Kurt but I can't draw it well for my life :(( some Gambit and Rogue to heal the soul btw. They're in love ok ok? Btw beared Kurt in the sketch dump is my phone lockscreen, just calling myself out. And my background is the doodle of myself fawning over him aksjdkj. No shame.

Also have no idea how to draw Kurt consistently rip. Sorry to anyone who tries and cares to read all the random notes, idk why I do that, but they're not important ajskjsk.

Lost the dates drawn, but idc bc they are recent.

An X-men sketch dump (ft. older doodles of myself idk idk). :)) Of course Kurt makes the most appearances. My fav doodle is probably sleepy Kurt in the second sketch page. This was when I was drawing him as a silly guy because later I try something else and idk if it works out lol.

Gave Jubilee some dimple piercings!! and ofc Kurt has one ear pierced. Also more shirtless Gambit doodles coming soon. Thank you X-men 97 for Morph and Logan, and the comics for Kurt and Logan also. I wish I would've added Ororo to the banter buddies, purely because I know she'd be lovingly roasting them alive. We love her. <3

I'm truthfully not happy with many of these doodles, but I'm posting them anyway, because I need to share my love for the X-men right now!! I feel like I'm going insane aisjisjis.

Idk when I finished these rip lol.

You've caught the Cajun raiding the kitchen at 3 am...

Now he must share those beignets.

Because we could've had it all🃏🫀🤠

X-Men people how are we doing

I personally am not ok.

Angles are my enemy BUT shout out to Remy LeBeau, the man ever

Romy pen doodle

I take a break from Starlight express art to show you my new bracelets I made

I forgot to show off the whole sketchbook page to a previous post…whoops

↫彡🂡"My Girl can Wear Whatever"🂡彡↬

↫Peter Maximoff↬

You were just trying to get a snack. That was it. But the moment you stepped into the kitchen, Peter nearly dropped his Twinkie.

"Whoa—" His silver brows shot up as his eyes scanned your outfit. Not in a gross way, but in a "Do I need to start running?" way.

You raised a brow. "Problem?"

Peter shook his head way too fast. "Nope! No problems here. You can wear whatever you want, babe."

Jubilee, sitting at the counter, smirked. "Really? You don’t care?"

Peter scoffed, tossing an arm around your shoulders. "Pfft. Why would I? My girl can wear whatever she wants..." He hesitated, glancing at you and then lowering his voice. "...'cause I'm scared of her."

You narrowed your eyes. "What was that last part?"

"Nothing!" He grinned nervously, stepping back. "You look amazing! Stunning! Fantastic! A completely independent person with great fashion sense! I love that for you!"

Jubilee cackled. "Dude, you are terrified of her."

"Well, yeah," Peter said without shame. "Like, you think I'm about to tell her no? You think I got a death wish? Nah, I value my life, I like my face. I’d like to keep it in one piece."

You rolled your eyes, grabbing a granola bar from the pantry. "Good answer, Maximoff."

Peter sighed in relief. You were scary, but hey, at least you were his scary.

彡Logan彡

Logan had been minding his business at the bar when you walked in, dressed in something that made half the room do a double take.

He noticed. Oh, he definitely noticed. But instead of reacting like some jealous, overprotective boyfriend, he just sipped his whiskey.

It was not until some guy at the pool table let his eyes linger a second too long that Logan made a noise in the back of his throat—a low, rumbling ahem that sent a very clear message.

The guy turned, raising an eyebrow. "What?"

Logan smirked, tapping a single claw against his glass. "Nothin'. Just wonderin' if you're stupid or just feelin' lucky tonight."

The guy scoffed. "Relax, old man, it's just a look."

"Mm. See, I ain’t too worried ‘bout what she wears." Logan tilted his head, eyes sharp. "She can wear whatever she wants… ‘cause I can fight." He flashed his Adamantium claws.

The guy raised his hands and backed off real quick. Logan just chuckled, downing the rest of his drink.

You leaned against the bar beside him. "You always gotta scare people?"

He shrugged. "Ain’t my fault they spook easy."

You smirked. "You are such a show-off."

Logan just grunted, but the way he slid a possessive arm around your waist told you everything you needed to know.

🂡Remy LeBeau🂡

Remy was kicked back on the mansion's couch, long legs stretched out, flipping a poker chip between his fingers. He had seen you walk in, noticed the way heads turned, but unlike the others, he did not bat an eye.

Jubilee, being Jubilee, could not help but stir the pot. "Remy, you just gonna let her walk around like that?"

Remy did not even look up from his poker chip. "Remy think his chérie can wear whatever she want," he said lazily.

"Yeah?" Jubilee smirked. "You that confident?"

He flicked the chip up, caught it between two fingers, and finally smirked. "Mm-hmm. ‘Cause she's a houe, and I knew that before we started dating."

Gasps. Laughter. Even Logan huffed out an amused breath from the other side of the room.

Your eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

Remy grinned, finally looking at you. "What? You know it’s true, chérie. I fell for you ‘cause you a heartbreaker. A flirt. A menace." He tilted his head, voice dropping to a lazy drawl. "And yet, here we are."

You crossed your arms. "That does not make it better, you know."

"But it is true, non?" He flashed that dangerous, charming grin. "An’ I do not mind one bit."

You rolled your eyes, but you could not stop the small smirk tugging at your lips. Damn Cajun and his smooth talk.

Jubilee snorted. "I hate that he actually got away with that."

Remy just winked.

Hope you all enjoyed!! Love you all, kits! (houe means hoe in French. Idk what else to put there T ' T)