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Beta Readers?
Hey all! I'm looking to find some beta readers for some of my X-men/marvel fics. The first one involved Remy/Gambit and a breeding kink. I'm thinking of writing it tonight and tomorrow, so anyone interested should reply/comment/message me when you see this. If it is after the time I have posted that one, and you want to be on a list of Beta readers, just let me know and I will chat with you.
Requests
I have four requests so far! You guys are amazing. I currently don't have a job so this is what I am doing to keep myself busy. If you are someone who submitted a request, know that I am working on it. I can do a fic or two a day (when medicated lol). The AuDHD is tough but you all are helping me get through this. Can't wait for you to read them!
Vigilantes
Title: Vigilantes
Request: How about when both are vigilantes (don’t know if reader is a mutant or not) but they get home after teasing each other all night. Kind like the Incredibles 1 when they met each other, arguing over who got that one baddie. And they get home and because they can’t finding the nights teasing
Word Count: 2812
Warning: Smut, Swearing, multiple orgasms, “good girl”, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), oral, PIV sex,
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing: Gambit/Remy LeBeau X Fem!Reader
Rating: Mature
Summary: Gambit and you are mutant vigilantes who cross paths often. One night while out, you run into a bad guy and work “together” with Gambit to apprehend him. Once caught, the two of you flirt and tease each other about who actually got the bad guy. Once the cops are called for the bad guy’s location, the two of you can’t take the sexual tension and fuck when you get back to your place. You have the power of compulsion, superhuman speed, super human strength, and superhuman agility. Named Vampyre for these traits.
A/N: If I get a chance to write a mutant!reader x gambit, you bet your ass I’ll take that opportunity. PS I’m writing this while having Twix for breakfast and have no regrets. Also, I found out I suck at writing banter. I need to get better at it for you all. I had lots of fun writing this. Thanks for the request!
Work:
“An armed robbery suspect is headed east on 54th. Black hair, black jacket, and jeans. All units be advised he has the mutant power to -“you hear the woman over the police scanner say.
“Shit,” you swore and turned off the scanner. You were just about to take off your work clothes and put your pajamas on. That would have to wait. The suspect was a block and a half away from you. You knew you had to go help out the police. You used your superspeed to get you out the door of your apartment and down the two flights of stairs to the entrance.
You knew that the Gambit also lived close to the scene and would be wanting to get this one too, so you sped out the front door and down the street, wanting to get there first. You were by no means anywhere near as fast as your friend Quicksilver, but you managed just fine. You slowed when you got halfway down 53rd street and used your enhanced eyesight to scan for the criminal.
Your eyes snagged on a suspicious looking character in an alleyway who was holding a large object in his black jacket pocket. The description of the man from the scanner fit perfectly.
“Hey asshat,” you called out as you approached him. He took a gun out of his jacket pocket and aimed for you. You sighed. It was going to be one of those nights. “I wouldn’t if I were you. I’m tired and hungry and just want to go back to my place and relax.”
“Ain’t nobody forcing you to be out here,” the other mutant spat. You then realized that you never paid attention to what his powers were and mentally cursed yourself. Fuck, stupid idiot.
You moved faster than the man could think and wrestled the gun out of his hands. Turned the safety on and tossed it away from him.
“Now, listen to me, you’re not going to - ,” you started to compel him but he had other plans. You felt the ground shake beneath you.
“Easy does it, girlie. You open your mouth to compel me and I make an earthquake so big, this building drops on you and the innocents who live inside.” The man threatened.
You now remembered seeing this guy on the TV about a week ago for flooding and robbing a jewelry store. Great, an elemental manipulator, just what you needed. You opened your mouth to speak but he tossed his hands out and the ground began to shake again. You immediately shut your mouth.
He began to make a break for the gun that was on the ground about twelve feet away. You ran over to him and slammed him into the wall of the building with your heightened strength.
“You bitch!” the man growled. And charged for you. You dodged a punch and a kick to your face and returned the favor hitting him square in the jaw with your fist.
“What’s your name anyway?” You asked as you dodged more punches.
“I am the Elementalist and if you try to speak again I will fuck you up!” He spat.
“Now is dat any way to speak t’ a lady?” you heard a familiar voice come from behind you.
“Who the fuck are you?” The man spat in between punched to your midsection, which you successfully blocked.
“They call me da Gambit.” Your rival vigilante said, “remember it.” He charged a playing card and threw it towards the Elementalist. You threw yourself out of the way just in time for the card to explode feet from the two of you. You’ve seen Gambit out on missions before and interacted with him a few times. You thought he was handsome, though you wouldn’t admit to him. You were attracted to him. Sexually and romantically even in the little interactions the two of you had.
“You idiot! You could’ve hit me!” You shouted at Gambit.
“Mon ami, I am hurt. I would never hit you. Only if you asked for it nicely.” Gambit winked at you.
You noticed out of the corner of your eye that the robber was trying to get away, so you used your superspeed to run in front of him and block his exit from the alley. You threw a solid sidekick to his abdomen and managed to get him to go off balance.
Gambit took out his collapsible Bo staff and flicked it to its full length. He ran towards the robber and charged his staff a bit. He hit the man with the staff, causing the man to go flying. The man struggled to get up, and threw his hands out, sending Gambit flying back.
“Stay down. Don’t move. Don’t use your powers.” You said slowly and deliberately while making eye contact with the Elementalist. You could see the moment your hypnotic influence took effect. You slowly took your gaze off the bad guy and over to Gambit.
“Vampyre, mon ami” Gambit strode towards you.
“Gambit,” you smiled and walked towards the cursing robber.
“It’s alright. I’ve got it from here,” He said in his thick Cajun accent.
“Oh, sure? You’ve got it from here? I just took him out for you.” You laughed.
“Sure you took him out, but his attention was on me.”
“A convenient coincidence that I took opportunity of to do my job.”
“You mean my job.” Gambit countered
“You know, a simple thank you, would be nice.” You walked over to Gambit.
“Thank you, mon ami, but Gambit don’t need no help”
“And what the hell happened to southern hospitality?” You joked.
“What ever happened to – ” Gambit started.
“Hey, look the lady got to me first, but -” the robber said.
“Zip it!” you both turned to the robber who quieted down.
You could hear the sirens in the distance and turned back to Gambit, “We could share this one, ya know.”
“Gambit works alone, mon ami.” He stared into your eyes so hard you thought he could see your soul. He closed his Bo staff and put it away in his jacket pocket.
The sirens got closer and closer, “Really, I thought we’d make a great couple,” You stumbled over your words and quickly revised your statement, “Team. I mean Team.”
It was Gambit’s turn to laugh. Not at you. Never at you. It was a chuckle. A cute chuckle, “you doin’ anything tonight?”
“Maybe,” you started to back out of the alley and into the street, “It depends.”
“Depends on what, chere?” Gamit followed you.
You touched his chest playfully, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
You started down the street to your apartment and he followed. Sure you’ve had fantasies about this handsome Cajun man. Who wouldn’t. But with every quip tossed back and forth between the two of you, you wanted to make those fantasies a reality.
“I can’t let a lady walk home alone at night. ‘ts just not right,” he stepped in front of you. His charm turned up to eleven.
“I’m not even a block away. I think I’ll be fine,” You shrugged and smirked at him. If he kept this going any longer you would want to take him right there on the street.
“Well, who knows what could be out dere. I’d hate to see my only good competition get hurt.”
“Competition, is that all I’m good for?” You stopped walking and faced him.
“Certainly not, Chere!” He stopped.
“Really, what else am I good for?” you giggled.
“Gambit sees the lady is good for lots of tings.” He guided you across the street and followed you as you picked up the pace down the street.
“Like?”
“Bet you’re good at telling a man what ya want.”
“And?” You were a few buildings away from your apartment and didn’t want this to end so you slowed down to a slow walk.
“And, you are good for lookin’ at. You’ve got the looks that could kill.” Gambit pushed a stray lock of hair out of your face.
“Go on,” You urged.
“Well, I don’t wanna offend the lady, but…” he trailed off.
“But?” you questioned with a spark in your eye that made him stumble on his words and his feet.
“Ya’ seem like ya’d be a good for kissin’ and for…” Gambit turned red under his balaclava.
“And for what?” You stopped at the door to your building. He stopped and watched as you reached into your pocket for your keys.
“And, chere, don’t take this the wrong way,” he stalled, “But I tink you be mighty good for a man and his needs,”
You stepped up on the first step up to your apartment and made eye contact with Gambit. He rubbed the back of his head with one hand. You smiled at him lustfully.
“I’m having you tonight.”
“What?” Gambit looked confused.
“That’s what I’ve decided I’m going to do tonight. I’m want you to fuck me so hard I can feel it in the morning.” You turned around and walked up the rest of the steps to the front door.
This made him perk up and rush up behind you, “Chere, don’t joke like that.”
You could feel his breath on your neck and his growing bulge on your ass. You turn around to face him and look into his eyes for a moment. He had you boxed between himself and the door. You reached up to him and kissed him hard. He kissed you back harder.
“I want you,” you said, “I want you so bad.”
Gambit chuckled, “Chere, open da door and get into your place. I don’t know if I can wait much longer.”
You did as he told you and led him up to your apartment, locking the door behind you. The second you dropped your keys onto the small table next to the door, Gambit was on you again. He pushed you against the door, holding your hands above your head. You moaned against his lips. Gambit stuck a leg between yours and sighed, “Ah, Chere, ya don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for dis.”
He went back to kissing you. You pushed the duster off his shoulders and he shucked it onto the floor all while your lips danced together. All that could be heard in your apartment was the wet sound of kissing. He took the hem of your top and nudged it up your belly and chest.
“Off,” He grunted. And helped you tear the shirt off your body. He then removed his own shirt. He stood in front of you half naked for a moment. Your eyes roamed his muscular chest and you licked your lips.
He closed the gap once more and started trailing kisses down your neck and onto the tops of your boobs that showed over your sports bra. You moaned when he nipped at your skin.
“Oh, god,” you whispered, barely audible, “yes”
You reached down to his tight pants and undid the button. You pulled them down past his ass and palmed his hard erection. He moaned into your breasts as his hand roamed to your pants. He pulled them down and allowed you to step out of them before finishing taking his off. He lifted you up, pinning you between him and the door. You lifted your legs to go around his waist.
“Gambit,” You gasped.
“Remy. Call me Remy.” He dry humped your core.
“Remy,” you tried it out on your tongue. He showed you he liked the sound of it by moaning onto your lip in approval. He took his hands and cupped your ass, pulling you closer to his body. “Y/N”
“Y/N, Bedroom?” he asked in between kisses.
“Down the hall, first door on the right.” You panted. He kissed you one last time before navigating his way to your bedroom with you in his arms.
Once in your room, he sat you gently onto the bed and slid your bra off. He knelt down in front of you and said, “Your pussy’s already so wet for me? You’re soaked through your panties.”
Your core clenched at the way he spoke. He pushed your body down onto the bed and tore off your panties. Remy smacked his lips in anticipation and lowered his head to your pussy.
He started off with gentle licks to your clit. He was intent on building up your anticipation for him. You tried to grind your hips into his mouth but he pulled back and tutted, “Y/N, be a good girl and stay still for Remy”
“I wanna cum,” You whined.
Something feral shone in his black and red eyes as he put his head back down and picked up the pace, putting more and more pressure on your clit with his tongue.
Your hands found their way down to Remy’s hair. When he added a finger to your dripping pussy, you shuddered and moaned out his name. Running your hands through his hair, you felt so blissful in that moment. He added another finger and kept pumping his digits in and out, hitting your g-spot. He added a third finger after a bit of stimulation.
“Jesus, fuck!” you swore. Remy made a come hither motion inside you and your walls began to clench around his fingers.
“I’m gonna cum!” You managed to breathe out. He hummed against your clit sending shivers down your spine. He quickened his pace a bit and you came undone on his mouth.
As you sat up to face him he pulled away from your core and locked lips with you, “Taste yourself on my lips, Chere. Taste how sweet you are.”
Your tongue meshed with his and you could taste a faint trace of yourself on his lips and tongue.
“I wanna suck you off,” you whispered into his ear. This comment elicited a loud groan from Remy who shot up and took his boxers off. His large cock sprung free and he stood between your legs. You reached up to grab his member and began to stroke it. You brought your head forward to his cock and peppered it in kisses.
“Ah, fuck, Chere,” Remy put his hands on the top back of your head. You took him into your mouth and licked the precum off his head. You bobbed your head up and down as he moaned your name. His hips bucked into your mouth and you had to concentrate to stop your gag reflex from going off. Water brimmed at your eyes as he continued to fuck your mouth.
Suddenly, he pulled out of your mouth and you frowned.
“Y/N, if you kept that up I was gonna cum in your mouth instead of in your beautiful pussy. I want to cum in your beautiful pussy the first time I have you.” He explained and gave you a kiss on the top of the head, “Now scooch up and lie back for Remy.”
If it were anyone else, you would’ve been turned off by them speaking about themselves in the third person, but on Remy, it was fitting and sexy, so you did as he asked. You felt the bed sink down further as he positioned himself on top of you.
He took his cock, pumped it once. Twice. Three times. And teased your folds with it. He then entered into your pussy and sunk all the way down.
“Fucking hell, Remy,” you shouted.
“Sorry, chere.” He gasped.
“No, you feel so good,” You moaned into the crook of his neck, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
He pumped in and out of you in a slow rhythm. You needed more. You needed him to move faster.
Almost as if he could read your mind, he picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of your pussy. His hand found its way down to your clit and started making circles around the hard bud.
You mewled as hour hips bucked involuntarily against his hand. You could feel the coiling tension in your core. You groaned “I’m so close, Remy.”
“Come for me Chere, I’m right behind ya’” His breaths became ragged and short.
Chasing your climax, you moaned his name as your walls clenched around his cock.
“I’m real close, Chere, real close.” He sputtered and moaned. His cock twitched and dripped cum into your pussy. He pumped it into you some more and then pulled out.
“You got a towel, ma cherie? I wanna clean ya up.”
You slowly nodded your head and pointed to the foot of your bed. Not expecting guests, you didn’t clean up this morning before work. He found the towel and wiped your swollen pussy clean before cleaning himself up.
“Lie with me, Remy,” You begged.
“I thought you’d never ask, mon ami.” He smiled as he climbed into bed next to you.
Someone please yell at me to get off tumblr, stop stalling, and finish my Remy fic. Please. 🙏
You're My Girl
Title: You’re My Girl
Word Count: 2450
Warning: Smut, Swearing, reader wears a dress, PIV sex, Oral (F receiving), orgasm denial (female), multiple orgasms, no cuddling or aftercare., a bit of a praise kink,
Fandom: X-Men/Marvel/X-men 97
Pairing: Remy LeBeau/Gambit X Fem!Reader
Rating: Mature
Request: hi hello I am SO here to provide Remy smut requests. reader gets jealous of Bella Donna flirting with Remy so he has to remind her who his girl REALLY is (also she totally hears them)
Summary: Remy has eyes for Y/N but when the League of Assassins and Guild of Thieves have other plans for him, things don’t go well. Bella Donna has been flirting with Remy all day at their engagement “party” which makes Y/N jealous. When she starts giving him the cold shoulder, he takes her into his room and fucks her within earshot of his fiancé. Remy gets off on the fact that she can hear you two.
A/N: Ah! I love this idea! I will say I have yet to read all of the Gambit comics, but I have watched x-men TAS/97 and have read some of the comics with gambit and belladonna. I’m so stoked to be writing this!!! I squealed when I read this request. My dear ANON, if you have any more requests for any character, please reach out. I might even do a part two to this is you all like it.
Work:
When you were thirteen, you were banished from home after showing the mutant ability to create portals that teleported you and others anywhere you could think of. Jean-Luc LeBeau of the Thieves’ Guild took you in off the streets after witnessing you steal some food from a stand in New Orleans’ French Quarter. He introduced you to his adoptive son and mutant, Remy, a handsome fourteen-year-old. Jean-Luc and Remy taught you the ways of their world, turning you into a master thief.
You had always been attracted to Remy from the moment you met him. Remy was always there for you no matter what. He had a soft spot for you as he too was abandoned for being a mutant. The day you turned eighteen, Remy asked you out on a date. You, being in love with him already, said yes.
Things were going great until Bella Donna Bordeaux entered the scene. Bella Donna was the daughter of a high-ranking member of the Assassin’s Guild, the Thieves’ Guild sworn enemy. She also couldn’t resist Remy’s charm and good looks.
Behind your back, Jean-Luc and Bella Donna’s father arranged a peacemaking marriage between Remy and Bella Donna. When Jean-Luc announced it a few months after you turned twenty-one, you were heartbroken.
A few weeks later they held an engagement party for Remy and Bella Donna which you were forced to attend. This is where you were now. Sitting in the corner near where Remy stood in a suit and tie, you watched as Bella Donna came over and linked her arm with Remy’s. A huge smile was plastered on her face. Remy smirked up at her.
“Oh, Remy, mon amour, would you come meet my friend, she has been just dyin’ to meet you?” She said.
“Uh,” Remy paused for a moment as if unsure to go with her, “Sure. Why not, Cher.”
You rolled your eyes and watched as Bella Donna guided him over to a dark-haired woman almost as beautiful as she was. He extended a hand in greeting which she accepted and shook. You couldn’t hear their whole conversation, just bits and pieces as it was loud in the ballroom of the Thieves’ Guild compound. You were supposed to be socializing but just sat there in the corner by the bar and watched Remy.
Bella Donna was giggling at something Remy said and took her hand and pressed it to his chest in a flirtatious gesture. You heard her say the phrase “be a doll” and then the word “drink”.
He turned to her and said something you couldn’t hear and she replied to him. Remy started to walk to the back of the room towards you and the mini bar. He smiled at you as you sipped your drink.
“Hi Cher,” he greeted you.
“Remy” you said flatly.
Seeing the bartender was busy with someone else, he reached over the counter and poured himself a bourbon. He placed the bottle back over the counter, The bartender came over and asked how she could help.
“An expresso martini for miss Bella Donna, please,” he turned to the bartender and then back to you when she turned to make the martini.
“She looks like she’s having fun.” You nodded in Bella Donna’s direction. Her back was turned and she was having an animated conversation with her friend.
“Yeah she is.” He said wistfully and stared at you for a moment with an undeterminable look on his face for a moment. You shied away from his look and found yourself staring at the ground.
“Sir, the drink,” the bartender pushed out the glass to Remy.
“Yes, thank you, mon ami.” He grabbed the drink from the bar. You watched him as he walked back to Bella Donna and hand her the drink. She smiled at him in thanks.
She sipped the drink slowly and glanced up to see you staring. You overt your eyes for a moment as she set her drink down on the table in front of her. You looked back up as she whispered something in Remy’s ear and held out her hand to him. You can’t help but roll your eyes. He looked up at her and took her hand. He led her over to the dance floor.
A slower song started to play as she held onto his shoulder with one had and his hand with the other. He led her in a slow dance. Bella Donna looked back over to where you were sitting to find you staring at the two of them yet again. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Remy’s cheek, making your blood boil.
You shot out of your chair and over to the entryway where Jean-Luc stood.
“I’m not feeling that great, Jean-Luc,” you lied, “I have a migraine, is it okay if I lie down for a bit?”
Concerned, Jean-Luc places a hand on your shoulder, “Are you alright, darlin’?”
“I will be,” you said forcing a smile onto your face, “I would just like to lie down in my room for a bit.”
“Yes, go. Go. I will get you when food is being served.” He patted you on the back.
You take one last glance over to Remy and catch his eye. He raises his brow in question. You roll your eyes and portal to the next room over, your bedroom.
Once in your room you let out a sigh and kicked your shoes off. How could he do this to you? How could he just let her flirt with him all evening without even so much as a look at you to see if you were okay? How could he be –
A knock at your door interrupted your thoughts. You open and see Remy standing there sheepishly. You looked past his shoulder and could see Bella Donna waiting by the entrance to the ballroom.
“What,” you said coldly but let him in. He closed the door behind himself.
“Pa said you weren’t feelin’ good. I came to check on you.” He said lightly.
“Shouldn’t you be out there with your fiancé?” you asked harshly.
Remy sighed and then chuckled, “That’s what this is about, cher?”
You clench your jaw and look away from the man you loved, “Not like you even care.”
“Come on, dats not fair.” He reached out to touch your arm but you backed away.
“She’s been flirting with you all night at the party for your engagement and you don’t even have the balls to ask me how I’m doing,” you spat.
“Cher-” he starts.
“Don’t ‘cher’ me, Remy. We were dating for almost three years before she found a way to get you away from me. And then you pretend that we never were together. That we never even mattered.”
“Y/N,” he said, “We do matter.”
“That’s not how you’re acting. You never even objected to the marriage. You chose her over me.” Frustrated tears brimmed at your eyes.
“Y/N, dat’s not true. Not true at all. I begged Jean-Luc to let me have you. To find a ‘nother way to unite the guilds. He said I will either marry her or get banished without you. And I couldn’t stand the tought of loosin’ ya. It was Sophie’s choice, cher.” He found your eyes with his own and didn’t let them go. “Don’t ya tink for one second that I chose her over you.”
He moved to touch your arm again and you let him this time. You look up at him with watery eyes, “I miss you already”
“I’m right here, cher. Right here.” He pulled you into a hug.
“Don’t leave me Remy. Please.” You said into his chest, “Run away with me.”
“Dey will hunt us down, cher, you know dat.” He said into your hair.
“Let them,” you pulled back and looked at his face.
“Y/N,” he said sadly.
“Remy, I love you. I always have and I always will. Nothing will change that. I want you. No one else. You”
You could see something go off in Remy’s brain the moment you said you loved him. When you finished talking he leaned forward and kissed you hard on the lips. You kiss him back and wrap your arms around his body. He broke the kiss, “I want you too, mon amour.”
Remy shrugged off his suit jacket, placed it on your dresser, and kicked his shoes off. He then walked you back to the bed and you sat down on it. He knelt on either side of your legs and kissed you. His tongue parted your mouth and danced with yours. His fingers danced at the hem of your short dress. It was flowy so the skirt was around you instead of under you.
“You’re so beautiful in this dress cher,” he said between kisses, “but right now I want it off you and on the floor.”
He pulled up the dress up over your head and tossed it to the ground
“You’re my girl, my only girl,” He growled and loosened his tie before sliding it over his head.
He went back to kissing you. As his hand roamed your body you started to undo the buttons to his dress shirt. You pushed the shirt off his body and let it fall to the floor in a heap. He held you to him, stroking up and down your back and then around to your front, grazing your breasts before stopping at your shoulders. He gently pushed you back so that you were lying down and hovered over you.
“I’m gonna want you to scream my name loud enough so she can hear that you’re my girl. So they all can hear that you’re my girl.” He whispered into your ear. He trailed kisses down your neck and stomach and to the waistband of your panties. He replaced his mouth with his hands and slowly slid your panties off. He tossed them aside all while maintaining eye contact with you.
He scooched back so that his head was hovering over your midsection. He lowered his mouth to your core and started to lick at your clit. His hands holding onto your thighs. Your hands moved to his head, removing his hair from his pony tail, and running your fingers through it.
“Oh god your mouth feels so good,” you moaned. He licked long and slow circles down your clit. When he put more pressure on it, your hips bucked and you let out a moan. He grabbed your thighs harder and let out a soft giggle that vibrated against your throbbing bud.
He introduced a finger into your pussy and you arched your back off the bed. He inserted another finger and you groaned out his name.
“Cher, I’m gonna need you to be a bit louder for me. I know you can do that for Remy.” He began pumping his fingers in and out all while lapping at your clit. He introduced one last finger and began a harsh and fast come-hither motion on your g-spot.
“Oh Fuck, Remy!” You shouted.
“Now dats better, mon amour.”
Your breathing hitched and you felt a coil deep in your stomach start to unravel. Your walls started to spasm and contract around his fingers.
“I’m close, baby.” You cried out. But before you could climax he removed his fingers and mouth. You whined in protest.
“Ain’t no way I’m just gonna let you cum on my fingers. I want you to cum on my fucking cock so you remember that you’re my girl.” He pushed himself up off the bed and removed his belt in one fell swoop. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down with his boxers revealing a long hard cock glistening with precum.
You sat up and reached for his cock. You opened your mouth but he stopped you with his words, “No cher, tonight’s all about you and your pleasure. Lay back and enjoy.”
He bent down to kiss you as you laid back down on the bed. He teased your wet pussy with his hard cock and then pushed in in one quick thrust.
“Oh, Remy! Yes!” you couldn’t contain your moans.
He began a slow and agonizing pace to let you get adjusted. You wrapped your legs around his waist.
“Ça c’est une bonne fille” he panted. That’s a good girl.
You clenched around his cock at his praise, “Oh, God. I love you Remy.”
“I’m gonna need ya’ to be a bit louder, Y/N,” He grunted, picking up the pace.
He soon began a merciless rhythm with frenzied thrusts and grunts. That familiar feeling of tension came back to your stomach and you hungrily kissed him.
“I’m close, Remy! Please,” You begged loudly.
Please what, cher?” He urged, “use ya’ voice.”
“Please let me come!” you pleaded. The coil tightened, threatening to push you over the edge.
“Go ahead, Y/N,” he howled, “come for me.”
The coil in your stomach shattered, flooding you with pure ecstasy. Your walls clenched around his cock and he swore loudly.
“Merde! Y/N, I’m gonna cum,” he moaned.
“Come for me baby,” You kissed his neck.
He let out a grunt and frantically shoved into you before allowing himself to release his seed into you. He pumped his cum into your pussy with his cock and slowly pulled out of you.
He grabbed some tissues from your nightstand and cleaned your pussy gently. He grabbed more and cleaned himself off.
“Woo, cher, Remy loves ya’ so much!” he exclaimed. He took in the sight of you completely undone on the bed from his doing and smiled, “Whaddya say we go back out there? I wanna see the look on ‘er face.”
You knew who exactly she was. It was Bella Donna. So you smirked and nodded your head. Remy helped you up and dressed you before dressing himself in his now wrinkled suit.
He gave you one last kiss before opening your door and leading you out. Jean-Luc was in the corner with Bella Donna and her father. The moment she saw the two of you she raced over as fast as she could while wearing high heels.
“You fucking man-stealing whore!” Bella Donna yelled at you. She raised a hand to slap you but before she could Remy caught her wrist and tutted in disapproval.
“Uh-uh Bella, you don’t touch her. She’s mine.” Remmy growled and released her hand. She stood flabbergasted as Remy turned to you, “Can I have this dance?” He held out a hand to you and without any hesitation, you took it and he led you onto the dance floor leaving a sputtering Bella Donna at the entrance.
hi hello i am SO here to provide remy smut requests. reader gets jealous of bella donna flirting with remy so he has to remind her who his girl REALLY is (also she totally hears them)
Here it is, cher. I had so much fun writing this! Thank you so much for the request. I'm feral for this man.
https://www.tumblr.com/alexsnerdycorner/760914533755813888/youre-my-girl
Today I went out with my boyfriend and didn’t really work on fics. Tomorrow the writing and art will resume (hopefully).
I’ve got one of the jobs I applied and interviewed for! Less time for writing now but that’s okay. I’ll still post when I can.
Im the friend TELL ME
where is all the Gambit fanfiction at……. Asking for a friend
I might actually start writing romantic fics for the x-men characters, my request guidelines stay the same, when I’m writing the reader in agere fics the age of the reader is up to you, but with my romantic fics, the reader will be over 18 :) no nsfw, send a request if you would like!
ahhh i need request!!!, i wanna write sooo badly but when I do it for myself it's absolutely hot garbage😭, please somebody request something🙏 I'm starving to write a actually good story
Characters/shows/fandoms I'll write for
X-Men: gambit, sabertooth, wolverine, rouge, storm, beast, I'm open to some more those are just my top one's^^
Game of thrones: danny, sandor, gregor, some of the targaryen's, joffrey, oberyn(cause he needs more love), and open to others
The boys: black noir, homelander, A-train, starlight, butcher, MM, frenchie, open to more!(no soldier boy i hate that motherfucker)
Will also write for MK please request kano i can't get enough of that Aussie😩🙏
Readers I'll write for
Child x character platonic only
Animal x character platonic only
male x male (I'm not use to it but I'll try^^)
Fem x fem very use to it!
little note
for whoever sent me that request were you had a dream about meeting gambit on the train i am so sorry i accidentally posted it without responding and then deleted it cause i panicked😭, I'm so sorry dude I'm currently writing the story will probably post on the 11th hoping to get it done before that tho^^, again sorry i deleted your request:\
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
Part 2 of Farewell kiss?
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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
YOU CAN’T END It's Over, isn't it? LIKE THAT!!!!!! My heart can’t handle whether he’s coming home or not.
Do you want a part 3?
Yes please 🙏
A/N okay, so I had no intentions of making a part 3 or even a part 2, but here we are, so I hope you guys like it. 💗
Fixing what's broken (Farewell kiss part 3)
Word count: 878
Remy Lebeau x Reader
Summary: Y/N takes the girls to see Remy
The mansion buzzed with activity, but all Y/N could focus on was the call she had gotten an hour before, which had come from one of the X-Men, who informed her that Remy had been injured during battle, which caused her to almost leap off the couch in a rush to grab the car keys and the kids. Her thoughts almost caused her to walk right past the door to the room Remy was staying in while he recovered, if it wasn't for Riley planting her feet and pulling Y/N to a stop, she would've walked with Rose until she realized. Y/N stares at the door for a moment, the girls taking that as a moment to speak to her before they see their father.
"Mommy, do you think Daddy's gonna be okay?" Riley's voice was timid, like she was afraid of the answer. Y/N tried to give a comforting smile, but she honestly didn't know how comforting it would actually be. "He'll be alright." Y/N's voice sounded unsure despite her words. She turns to Rose, whom she holds in her arms. "Ready to see Daddy?" She opens the door before Rose can do more than nod. When the door opened, Y/N's heart hurt at the sight of Remy lying on a bed, all bandaged up but still alert. There were cuts on his face and bruises forming everywhere that she could see. She didn't want to imagine what his bruising looked like under his clothes. "Hey, there's my beautiful girls!"
Remy's voice sounded much more energetic than his face looked, it probably hurt to smile from all the bruises and cuts. "Daddy!" Both of the girls exclaimed in unison, with Riley crawling up onto the bed to give him a hug and Y/N placing Rose on the bed to do the same. "Be gentle, girls, Daddy's still in pain, okay?" Y/N tells the two before stepping back and watching the sweet reunion. She felt relief and love, but the knot of worry she'd had since Remy left still hadn't gone away. "C’mere chérie. I'm alright, I promise." He spoke after the girls got comfy and snuggled into his side like they used to when they were babies.
Y/N stepped closer to the bed, and Remy reached out his free arm that wasn't wrapped around the girls, pulling her close. "I'm sorry for worryin’ y’all." He squeezed everyone closer in a hug before pressing a kiss on everyone's forehead. "I really didn't mean to scare ya." His words were directed to Y/N, he knew she probably freaked out when she got the phone call. Y/N closed her eyes, squishing closer to him. "You better not scare us like this again, Remy." She says it firmly. "We need you." Y/N opens her eyes, looking up at him, tears welling up in her eyes. Remy brushes a tear away. "I ain’t goin’ nowhere." He speaks in a comforting voice as he runs his other hand over the top of the girls heads.
Riley moves to look up at her parents, her brow furrowed. "Daddy, you have to be more careful!" She exclaimed, and Rose nodded vigorously in agreement. Remy chuckled softly but winced slightly at the pain in his ribs when he laughed. "I hear y’all loud and clear, I promise to be more careful." He tells the girls, knowing he'd agree to anything for them. "We love you, Remy." Y/N says this as she watches him interact with their kids. He places a sweet kiss on her lips before looking at all three of them. "I love y’all more than anything."
The rest of the afternoon was spent together, with the girl deciding to draw pictures for Remy to look at while he recovered and Y/N sitting next to him watching the girls run back and forth to show off each new piece of art. The sun had started to set, and Y/N knew it was almost time to get the girls home, but she didn't want to leave Remy there by himself and knew the kids wouldn't want to go either. "Remy, I think it's time I took the kids home, probably should make dinner and give them a bath." Her voice was quiet, like she didn't want him to hear the words. Remy's face turned into a small frown as he spoke. "Already?" He asked, looking towards the window, seeing the sun setting and the sky getting dark. "Yeah, but you'll be able to come home with us soon." She tried to comfort him with her words as she stood up from the bed and stretched.
"If you want, I can call you before they fall asleep, so you can say goodnight." Y/N offered as he sat up a little, looking tiredly at the girls who were still drawing. "Yeah, that would be great." He still looked sad, but slightly more cheerful. Y/N steps towards Riley and Rose before speaking up. "Okay girls, let's clean up so we can go." Her words were met with lots of 'no's', but Remy reassured them that they would come back tomorrow to see him. It wasn't like he was going anywhere, right?
Does anyone have any requests or suggestions on what to write? I'm kinda lacking in the ideas department as of late for Remy.
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."
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)
Dad!Remy Lebeau : Part 2
Dad!Remy Lebeau who cries every time on his daughters first day of school. (even when they get to high school)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who took the girls to adopt their first cat's when they were in middle school.
Dad!Remy Lebeau who bakes with his kids at least twice a month but usually more.
Dad!Remy Lebeau who let's the girls eat raw cake batter even though Y/N yells at him not to. (they're probably eating the batter with raw eggs in it)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who makes his kids a fort to sleep in when it's raining outside and if it's a thunderstorm he sleeps in there with them. (his back doesn't appreciate it though)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who keeps every single father's day card he gets because each one is special. (he really just likes seeing the girls handwriting get better and better until their just making card themselves)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who loves taking the girls to their after-school activities and he stays the whole time. (he refuses to just drop his kids off)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who gets to experience carpooling and suddenly he has 5 toddler's that he's agreed to bring to ballet class along with his oldest daughter. (he's never doing it again)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who drives a minivan unless he's leaving for a mission.
Dad!Remy Lebeau who freaked out when he heard that his daughter had been exposed to lice at school. (she didn't have any but Remy was horrified at the thought)
Dad!Remy Lebeau who will love his family till the day he dies.