Who I Write For!

Who I write for!

Sadly, at this moment, I only write for Remy Lebeau, but I do plan to write for other characters and for other fandoms at some point!

Also I know I wrote a Remy x Rouge fic but that was a one off thing that I don't want to write again.

Farewell kiss

Word Count: 805

Remy Lebeau x Reader

Summary: The Lebeau family gathers in the late evening, unaware of the looming departure of Remy. As he prepares to leave for a mission with the X-Men.

It was late, maybe nine or ten at night, and the Lebeau family was gathered in the living room. Remy sat on the couch, holding Rose and Riley, one in each arm. The girls were laughing with their father, unaware of the absence that would come in just a few hours. Y/N stands nearby, her eyes filling with tears as she watches them."Alright, time for bed, girls. Daddy needs to go out. Remy said, standing with the girls. "But we want you to stay!" Riley exclaimed, clutching her father's shirt close in her hands.Remy pressed a kiss to their foreheads before speaking again.

"I know, but I'll be back soon, I promise." He tells them as he walks to their rooms, dropping each girl in their beds and telling them goodnight before making his way to his own room. Standing at the dresser in his shared bed room, changing into his X-men uniform. Y/N watches him from the bed, tears brimming her eyes. The weight of the impending departure hangs heavily in the air. "Do you really have to go?" Y/N's voice trembles as she speaks, almost scared to hear his answer, but yet she yearns for the response anyway.Remy let a heavy sigh pass through his lips. "You know I do, cherie. They need me." Y/N felt the tears finally slip down her cheeks, leaving a salty trail behind.

"What if... What if I need you?" She questioned him, her eyes trailing up to his face, watching him fix his coat before meeting her gaze. His eyes hold an emotion she can't exactly put her finger on. No matter how long she had known Remy, there were times when not even she could tell what he was thinking. He stepped closer to her and took her hands in his own, letting his gaze fall on them before looking at her.

"Kiss me before I go." His voice was quiet, like he whispered a secret into the air, not wanting anyone else to hear it. It was strange, she had never heard Remy whisper those words. He was always loud and proud when he said them. A smile tries to spread through the tear streaks covering Y/N's cheeks. "It's not like you'll never come bac-" Y/N's words are cut short by Remy's firm voice. "Kiss me." He held her gaze, not daring to look away, almost like time had frozen. Neither spoke for a minute, Y/N wasn't sure she was even breathing, and her chest was heavy from anxiety, so she wouldn't even be surprised if she stopped breathing, if her heart stopped in the moment, she wouldn't notice, not with his eyes staring into hers the way they were.

Y/N's feet shuffled forward, and her hands slipped from his grasp and moved to his face instead. For the first time in a second since Remy spoke, she let out a breath, and her shoulders relaxed. She shifted up onto her toes and brought him into a long, tender kiss, her fear pouring into it, but she knew he could feel it long before they kissed. Remy's voice wasn't as quiet as before when he started to speak again. "I love you. I'll come back to you. I promise." Y/N swallowed before speaking, leaving a gap of silence one might mistake for her purposely not saying it back, but Remy knew she would always say it back, there would never be any doubt from him. "I love you too, Remy. Please be careful." Her voice was wavering as she spoke to him.

Her hands fall from his cheeks and return to her side. She closes her eyes for a moment, almost as if she were savoring the moment or taking a photo for her memory, before her tired eyes look back at his red ones. Remy steps back and towards the door before giving her one last lingering look before turning completely and walking out the door, leaving it open, and leaving Y/N standing there, allowing her to listen to his retreating footsteps and the front door open and close, her heart aching.

As she hears the front door shut behind him, she sinks to the floor, feeling the fear fully sink in. Hugging her knees to her chest, she reminds herself to take deep breaths through the new tears that trail down her cheeks. In the quiet of the night, the house felt emptier without him, the wind wasn't howling, and the cicadas were silent. Y/N checks on the girls, kissing their foreheads as they sleep peacefully, unaware of the disturbance. She returns to the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching a pillow to her chest, waiting for his return like she always had.

Part 2

If you're still asking for Remy/reader suggestions - maybe something where reader is injured and Remy has to stay at the mansion with reader or reader will sneak on the x-jet?

Healing Heart's

Word count: 682

Remy Lebeau x Reader

Summary: Y/N gets injured and Remy takes care of her

The fluorescent lights were harsh on Y/N's eyes as she lay in a bed in the medbay. The battle she was in had been hard, but the X-men came out on top, like usual, but as always, it came with someone being injured. Y/N's body ached and burned from scrapes, and she probably had a broken rib or two.

As she looked over, she let out a groan from the pain of shifting in the bed and moving to get up before noticing someone sitting beside her. Remy sat with worry etched on his face, watching her try to leave the bed. "Chérie, stop. You gotta rest." He places a hand on her shoulder to keep her from getting out of bed.

"There's no time for rest, there's always something to do," she huffs, being pushed flat against the pillows. "And the team needs me, Remy. I can't just sit here." She rolls over, leaving her back to face him. "De team can manage without you for a while, you need to heal." She leaves him in silence, definitely upset at the thought of having to stay in the medbay for, god knows, how long.

Over the next few days, Y/N's frustration grew. Every time she heard the rest of the X-Men leave, she felt guilty, causing them to be down a member. She tried many times to sneak out of the mansion, but Remy was always one step ahead of her.

Days later, Y/N was officially done with staying inside and off her feet, she was determined to board the X-Jet with the rest of the X-men. But just as she was about to step on it when Remy appeared in front of her, blocking her path. "Remy, move!" she said, her voice filled with frustration.

She tries to step around him, but Remy moves to block her every time. Remy stood with his arms crossed. "Non, chérie. I ain't lettin' you go out dere to get hurt again when you aren't even fully healed." Y/N stared at him with her brows furrowed in anger before feeling tears of anger and helplessness well up in her eyes. "You don't understand." Her voice wavered. "I have to be there, I have to help." Remy's eyes softened before stepping closer.

He brought his hand up to gently hold her arm. "I do understand." He starts, "But you ain't helpin' nobody if you get hurt worse, let me take care of you." With a huff from Y/N, Remy guides her back into the mansion.

Y/N reluctantly returns to her room, still feeling the guilt gnawing at her. That evening, she laid in bed, tossing and turning, realizing just how boring the mansion was when everyone was on a mission.

A knock pulls her away from her blank stare at the wall. "Brought you somethin' to eat," he said with a smile while opening the door. Y/N sat up in bed, accepting the tray of food.

"Thanks, Remy." Her voice sounded bored when she spoke. "I know it's hard for you to stay behind, but de team understands," he says, taking a seat beside her on the bed. "All we want is for you to get better." Y/N looks into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and concern there. "I'm sorry for being so stubborn."

Remy chuckled after she spoke. "It's one of de t'ings I love about you," he said, smiling at her again. "But you gotta promise me you'll rest and let yourself heal." She sighs before nodding. "I promise."

Over the next few days, Y/N let Remy help her with most things, and she realized that taking care of herself is just as important as helping her team. One morning, when Y/N was able to move around more without pain, she found Remy in the kitchen, making breakfast. Her steps were quiet as she walked up behind him, slipping her arms around his waist. "Merci, Remy," she whispered. "For everything." Remy turns in her hold to look at her, placing a kiss on her nose. "Anytime, chérie, you mean de world to me."

Part 2 of Farewell kiss?

Ask and you shall receive 💕

It's Over, isn't it? (Farewell kiss part 2)

Word Count: 774

Remy Lebeau x Reader

Summary: The morning after Remy's departure

The light from the rising sun filtered through the sheer curtains in the kitchen, bathing it in a pretty gold that makes it look almost unrealistic. It was something Y/N loved about this part of the house, one of the reasons she wanted it. Her thoughts are paused by the shuffling of little feet against the hardwood floors. Riley and Rose, still rubbing sleep from their eyes, stumbled into the kitchen, mouths open mid-yawn. Y/N stands flipping pancakes, and lets her gaze drift to the girls before going back to the food.

"Mommy, are you making bunny-shaped pancakes again?" Riley questioned as she pulled herself up into a chair. Y/N moves to put Rose in a chair as well before going to the stove and flipping a pancake. "I sure am, honey." She answered after swallowing thickly, afraid she might cry in front of them if they asked about last night or Remy in general. The air in the house felt almost uncomfortable to her, but she ignored it as much as she could and grabbed plates for the girls pancakes before setting both plates on the table in front of them and moving to grab cups that she filled with orange juice. This was the quietest she had been in years, especially since having Riley and Rose.

"Mommy, where's Daddy?" Rose was always observant and had already caught on to something being wrong the moment her father hadn't appeared when the pancakes were done, like he always had. Y/N freezes like she has been caught committing a crime and stops before she could move the frying pan to the sink. "Daddy had to go out last night, sweetheart." Her heart clenched at the mention of Remy. "He'll be back soon." She added that, trying to reassure them, though uncertainty lingered in her voice, she turned to face the girls, who stared at her with wide eyes that looked full of questions.

Riley was next to speak up, her lower lip quivering and her eyes starting to water. "But why did he have to go?" Her voice wavered, mirroring the anxiety that Y/N felt in her own heart. Y/N moved closer to the table, kneeling down to be level with both girls. She sucked in a breath and wiped her own eyes, trying to gather the strength to answer their question. "Daddy had to go help some people who needed him, just like he always does. But he loves us very much, and he'll come back as soon as he can." Her words were slow as she looked for the right words to say to explain it to the girls.

Riley's brows furrowed in confusion. "But he's always home for pancakes." She spoke in almost a whisper, clearly upset by his disappearance. Rose looks out towards the living room, almost like she was patiently waiting for her father to walk in, but Y/N knew she would be waiting awhile if that were true. "Can we call him?" Riley questioned her eyes, searching Y/N's for reassurance. Y/N smiled softly and nodded before speaking. "Of course we can." Y/N knew he wouldn't answer while he was gone, he never did, but that didn't stop her from leaving voicemail.

Y/N stands to find her phone, which was almost always lost when she was home. Finding it, she scrolls until she finds Remy's contact and brings the phone to the girls as it rings. After a minute, they are met with the automated voice saying to leave a message after the beep, which Y/N let the girls take over most of the recording. "

Hi daddy! You're missing the bunny pancakes today, but I think Mommy can save some for you. Oh, and it's Riley!" She exclaimed, saying her name like her father wouldn't know her voice. Y/N turned the phone towards Rose, who spoke quietly. "Hi daddy, I miss you, but I know when you come home you'll stay for even longer, so it's okay." Y/N's heart hurt at her youngest daughter's words.

Y/N ended the voicemail. "Hey Remy, the girls just wanted to talk to you. I hope you can call me whenever you get a chance. The girls would like to hear your voice, and I wouldn't mind either. Love you." She hangs up with a sigh before smiling at the kids. "Okay girls, finish eating before your food is all cold." She goes to start the dishes.

Y/N wished he picked up the phone just this one time, but the kids were satisfied with leaving a voicemail. But somewhere far from their pretty little house, Remy laid on a battlefield, never hearing any voicemail.

Part 3

Dad Remy Lebeau

Dad!Remy Lebeau literally freaking out in a grocery store because he lost his toddler after turning away for two seconds.

Dad!Remy Lebeau sitting in a tiny plastic chair with a pink feather boa on because it's tea party day.

Dad!Remy Lebeau watching hundreds of YouTube video trying to figure out how to do the perfect ponytail for his little girls.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who always makes sure to carefully put all of his daughters stuffed animals back on their beds the exact way they were before when he cleans their rooms.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who makes sure to get his daughters favorite candy whenever he goes to the store without them.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who likes to get up early on Saturday's to make beignets.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who has accepted that his kids will always make him late everywhere even if he tries to plan for them to get there early.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who genuinely doesn't know how Y/N takes care of the kids all alone when he's gone.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who teaches his kids how to ride bikes and even when they know how to ride completely on their own they still ask him to give them a push. (he definitely knows they can go without a push but does it anyway)

Dad!Remy Lebeau who will actually check for monsters when his kids ask because who knows maybe something really is under their bed?

A/N: I'm back!! (Kinda)

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(Things I will not write)

No Incest

No Twincests

No Stepcest

No Pedophilia

And if you have to message me and ask if I write something that's not on this list chances are I don't.

I also currently don't write smut