Shout out to Remy Lebeau, who loves his girlfriend so much that he wants to kiss her even when she’s literally on fire.
Gambit: no worries, ma femme! Remy find your phone!
Rogue’s phone: CALL FROM: HUSBAND
Rogue never, ever since she got her mutation, allowed herself to give motherhood a thought.
When touching is impossible without hurting someone, the idea of her carrying a child, of giving birth to one, is not only ludicrous, but masochistic.
There is also the fact that she has little to no warm memories linked to the concept of motherhood. Of parenting. She had her birth parents, but only until little after she got out of toddlerhood, and then, years later, there was Raven and Irene. Which was nice for a while.
Until it wasn’t.
Today, she can look back fondly on those memories, but they are far from ideal in terms of maternal inspiration.
So it’s not hard to talk herself into accepting that children of her own? Isn’t really in her cards.
Basically, with having little to draw reference from, and it being physically impossible? Let’s not go there.
It becomes something that, like many other things, she accepts is clearly not going to happen. She picks her battles, and places all of her angsty eggs in the ‘I-cannot-touch-anyone’ basket, and nowhere else. Because If she sat down and did the math on all of the things that she cannot do, she’d never get up in the morning.
Then Remy comes along and gets her dumbass dreaming about possibilities.
And it’s the name “Oliver” that hooks her.
Firstly, the name just sounds right. To her, it sounds like the name of a happy kid. A kid that probably plays outside all day with friends, and belly laughs a lot.
To say that that’s something that appeals to her is a horrible understatement.
Second, it makes her think of Oliver Twist. The famous street urchin.
And that is just…
It just works.
Regardless, Life happens.
And things… pass.
And are over.
And that’s fine.
She and Remy? They both move on and apart.
Honestly? Years has passed since the last time she ever gave herself the time to give a substantial thought on the matter.
Nothing beyond a bittersweet recollection of happier times.
…and then she hears about the damn cats, and is like:
IS THIS A JOKE?
She is internally fuming every time she sees social media pictures from her teammates’ accounts.
Because FUCKING MYSTIQUE WRECKING SHIT FOR HER YET AGAIN.
And she is aware it is irrational? She accepted the impossibility of that ever happening years ago.
Like, her life is a half-assed, half-lived mess, and she doesn’t dream of things like that anymore. She hasn’t in years. Nothing new there, only so much disillusionment with life you can take before the spontaneity and lust for it drain out of you.
She’s fine with that. Honest. Better to live boring and monotonous, but safe; than aim too high, bet on high stakes, and lose.
But Oliver Lebeau was her fantasy hypothetical child? And she doesn’t care how pathetic that makes her? She is beyond caring at this point?
That’s a ‘sweet prince’ she said ‘goodnight’ to, and put to sleep years ago? She’d made peace with it.
But it was her sweet prince. Her special name.
And then Mystique.
MYSTIQUE GIVES HIM THE CATS.
AND THAT PATHOLOGICAL DISNEY SLUT, THAT MANGY-ASS, CAJUN DOG JUST NAMES ONE OLIVER. AFTER THE CAT IN THE DISNEY MOVIE THAT IS A GODDAMN RETELLING OF OLIVER TWIST.
JUST LIKE THAT.
BECAUSE OF COURSE HE DOES BECAUSE LIFE SUCKS.
And she sulks about it in private. Because she is a grown up and all of that is internal dialogue.
Some time later, when she and Remy get back together for good, she’ll bring it up.
And Remy will choke and die.
And she is like “Whatever, you ruined everything.”
But he is not breathing, he is laughing so hard, and then he’ll tease her because HOW CUTE SHE WAS DREAMING ABOUT BABIES.
But is also like:
And she is like Ugh.
But then he calms down and is like “You know… We can always use the french version?”
and he just smiles like “How ‘bout Olivier?”
And she implodes.
Option number 2:
Maybe it happens at a cozy X-Fam and Pals Eclectic Hang Out™.
Rogue is a tad tipsy on a fancy mimosa with pineapple, orange, apple, grapes, cherries, and passion fruit(because Ororo is just that sophisticated).
And she blurts it out. Like, no filter.
Like, months into her new relationship with Remy, as in just months after she and Remy cleared the waters, and decided to try again. Doing it right this time.
And after her slightly drunk, casual rant, there is a brief moment of silence that breaks with Bobbert Drake’s howling. Judah just pats him in the back, while Wade(Ellie is a mutant, and is now enrolled in JGS), who is also the Storm to Rogue’s Gambit, is cackling like a hyena.
Logan is shaking his head, horribly amused at the look in Remy’s face, while Ororo and Laura try to be dignified about it. Try.
Not-stone-cold-sober Kitty is like “Oh my God, I cannot believe you let your cat steal your son’s name, Remy how could you???”
Rogue just nods somberly at Kitty’s inebriated indignation like “Yeah, and that’s the story of how Remy ruined my life.”
And Remy is just “????????”.
Completely blind sided. That would have never occurred to him. Talking about Rogue?
And Rogue just stares blankly back at Remy for a second, then squints at her drink and is like “……..Ah’m drunk.”
Remy’s disbelief fades, as laughter bubbles up in spite of himself, gets it together, gives her a firm, quick kiss on her cheek, and suggests the different spin.
Kurt is like “I am so glad I am an uncle now?”
And that’s how Olivier Lebeau becomes a meme before his conception.
When he is born Rogue is like “Well, Ah can’t call him Olivier now. Y’all ruined it with your nerd nonsense?”
“…So you lettin’ go o’ ‘Oliver’? Jus’ like that?”
Rogue looks at the wrinkly red thing in her arms is like:
“FINE, BUT ONLY BECAUSE IT WORKS.”
And it’s perfect to be honest.
Welp, my first go with Copics. Not bad, I’m definitely not mad at it! Also, inking is harder than it looks. Also also, ignore mindless color tests that should have happened elsewhere 🙄
#Romy #RemyLeBeau #Gambit #Rogue #AnnaMarieLeBeau #romyfanart
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Rogue and Gambit aesthetic:
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