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Better Days
When people think of Bob Reynolds they usually think of The Sentry or even Void which causes many people to tip toe around Bob like heâs a ticking time bomb. Even his friends do it on occasion. Itâs never on purpose but when his eyes flash the familiar golden hue even John and Bucky hold their breath like they're waiting for the bomb to blow. But not you. You knew Bob wasnât just The Sentry or Void, he was Robert. Your Bob.
  Of course itâs taken quite a few months to adjust to life in the tower where the original Avergers once stood. Now a new team of broken individuals stand as the new heroes of this world. Many donât think they're up for it but like with Bob, with time and showing they are capable of saving the world. Yelena and Ava help you out when you start spiraling into a PTSD episode. John offers training to âsweat outâ the pain. Alexi isâŚAlexi. Then there was Bob and Bucky, Bucky was the unofficial big brother of the team and most experienced with dealing with emotional constipation.Â
  Bob seemed to like his quiet time, especially when you join him. Heâs always felt like an outsider looking in most of his life but with you and the team itâs starting to feel like someone whoâs inside and belonging. Itâs taken a while for him to warm up to you, like getting a stray cat to trust you. But after a few months it finally happened, Bob went to you for comfort during one of his lows. Heâs been manic for the past two days and the team was anticipating when the low would kick in.Â
  Just as he was about to curl up in a blanket and hide in his room, Yelena gave you the go to comfort him. At first you tried food, then books, and finally watching his favorite show. Still nothing, but on day three he came out and looked for you. He gave you his blanket and asked you if you would like to watch a show with him. It was nice being the first one he reached out to for help, and even more when he leaned his head on your shoulder. It hasnât been easy trusting one another in a team full of trained mercenaries but with time things have gotten better.Â
  One day with a lot of encouragement from Yelena, Bucky, and Alexi, Bob made his move. When the day finally came for Bob to ask you out on a proper date you would have thought the poor thing was gonna pass out from nervousness, but after he asked you, it all made sense. The date was simple but nice, there was a state fair going on and he wanted to go, the team tagged along only because Yelena, Alexi and Ava really wanted to go on rides. John and Bucky were just happy to be out of the tower for a few hours, aaaaand they all took turns spying on you guys during said date.
  The date went well, played some games, went on one ride before Bob nearly threw up. Had some churros and overpriced lemonade, he even won you a prize at the ring toss. He will neither confirm nor deny that he used his powers to do it but at least the giant rabbit he won you looked cute. You finish the date off on the ferris wheel where you two get nice and close overlooking the rest of the fair. It was beautiful at night, lights illuminating every corner, screams of people on the rollercoaster, the smell of popcorn and sugar. He looked over at you with the most gentle look in his eyes, like for the first time he saw a future for himselfâŚand you at the center of it.
One More Night
First official fic, please be gentle. Itâs mostly fluff, let me know if I should make this a series.
  What is life without a little fun? Those are the words Remy LeBeau has lived by for as long as he could remember. The problem with living life for fun is he often found himself drifting. One more drink, one more night with a lovely someone, one more game of cards, and that was it. For a man who lived for thrills his life became unfocused, predictable, especially after he joined the X-Men everything became mundane. At first he thought it was fine, a little stability after a lifetime with the thieves guild, stealing, cheating, profiting. It almost felt strange to be a part of something without strings attached, until there was. Being an X-Men meant no more stealing, no more thrills of one night stands with pretty people, no more drifting.Â
  He told himself it was fine, he has everything a crooked man could never dream of, a place to call home, friends that love him, and doing good in the world that makes real change for the better. He had everything, except someone to share it with. Remy never realises how lonely he is until heâs alone with himself at night, thatâs when the noise in his head becomes the loudest and oftentimes he needs to smoke in order to relax enough to sleep. Remy misses what it meant to yearn for someone, misses the feeling of having someone to wake up with in his arms, the feeling of being with someone intimately. He thought he had found it with Anna Marie but after she ran off with Magneto it became clear that it was one sided. So here he is once again, on the balcony of his room at the X-Mansion, smoking, by himself.Â
  He was in the middle of a drag when he heard a knock at his door. He put out the rest of his cigarette on the balcony railing and walked over to the door. He opened it with his usual charming smiling and half lidded eyes. âBonjour cher, what brings ya to Gambitâs door so late at night?â He looks down at you with his usual easy grin and a slight tilt of his head. âCanât sleep, can I sleep with you?â The question hit him like a physical blow, having someone, you specifically seeking out his company in the cover of the night and not asking for a fisk in the sheets. He didnât know if he should be overjoyed or cautious, it was no secret that Remy enjoyed your company however what wasnât clear was to what extent did he enjoy said company. He flirts of course, jests, seeks you out in every room but of course you assumed he did that for every pretty lady in the room.Â
  Jean was the one who told you he doesnât, that his mind becomes more clear and lighter when he spots you in the same room. Now it was just a matter of where the boundaries lie for this new step in your potential relationship. âOui, cher.â He says lowly as he moves aside and allows you to walk in at your own pace, this was the first time youâd ever been in his room. There were a few decks of cards on the dresser, some skewed about on the floor. His leather coat hangs on a nearby hanger on the back of his closet door. His bed sheets all clumped and half way off the bed.Â
  For a moment he just stares at you half waiting for you to say something, half wanting you to do something. But you donât, you go over to his bed and lie down on the left side waiting for him to come over. His smirk falls, his irises dilated, he slowly walks over to his bed and lies beside you on the right side of his king size bed. He doesnât say anything, he just stares at you like you had just offered him the answer to all his problems. He scoots a little closer, his hand inching towards yours. A quiet request that you so willingly give. As your hand touches his you can feel his kinetic energy pulse just beneath the surface of his skin giving off a pleasant hum of warmth that seeps into your skin. You smile feeling so close to Remy and in such an intimate way that had nothing to do with his nightly activities but rather in a more vulnerable way that none had seen since Rogue.Â
  Your eyes slowly begin to close the last thing you see is Remyâs red and black eyes looking at you softly. He stays awake only for a few minutes more to make sure you were in fact asleep. As much as he enjoys having his independence he also now understands there is a peace that comes with being with someone, not just for a fix in the night that heâll forget about in the morning. But someone who sees all that he is and chooses to stay anyway. Perhaps that is why he smiles so tenderly at you as he slowly drifts off to sleep, thinking about you.
Remy LeBeauâs hands are said to be worth more than all the gold in the world. As a mutant he has trained and honed his abilities of kinetic energy and how to subtly use it on people. Now thatâs not to say he would ever use his mutation on you but if you ask nicely it might as well be a built in vibrator. His kinetic energy allows him to even manipulate certain neurons in the brain and one of them is absolutely the trigger point that makes you wet. Remy doesnât usually use such things to get what he wants considering his charm and beauty does that for him and of course his telepathic persuasion helps too. But on the rare case he wants to play dirty and make you want him to the point of begging he might use it subtly throughout the day until you finally break and jump his bones in the nearest broom closet. Not that he would ever admit to making you horny on purpose because that would mean admitting you were immune to his other charms and that he was particularly horny that day to the point that he was in fact on the verge of begging to bend you over the nearest surface. And as we all know the Gambit never folds.
Frank Castle isnât known for his soft hands and if you tried to explain to someone how he was so gentle and tender towards you they might look at you like youâve grown a second head. The Punisher doesnât do soft, but he does do tender. To be tender is to softly caress your legs with his big and calloused hands as he slowly goes up to meet your lips with his own. To be tender is to allow you to use his back as your personal scratching post while he thrust into you in a way that makes you see stars. To be tender in Frankâs eyes is to show through action exactly what you do to him. Not just get his cock hard but rather give him goosebumps when you slowly move your hand from his hard chest down his torso. Tender is to mark him like a claim but not the kind others can see. Rather it is you leaving your mark on his heart after a long night of love making after a mission went right. All the adrenaline, all the pent up feelings on the brink of snapping to the point he canât take it anymore and has to be between your legs. You are his sanctuary against the hell that is the outside world. His safe space after he lost everything. He never thought heâd feel like this again after Maria, but life has a funny way of giving even the big bad Punisher a second chance. That second chance is with you, if youâll have him.

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The only thing Bob loved more than feeling your hand in his, is the feeling of your thighs around his head. Bob hasnât had much experience going down on someone but with a few times to try and of course some helpful guidance you would think he had been a muncher for years. In truth Bob loved the feeling of your soft skin pressing against his cheek. To feel the slight quiver of your legs as you arch closer towards him. He can feel every shake, every tremble of your muscles twitch in satisfaction as he works his tongue and fingers on you. His favorite part of all you would think would be your moaning as you orgasm but no, in fact his favorite part is feeling how your body reacts to his efforts in getting you to yet another orgasm using only his tongue and fingers. He hopes you're not shy about it considering he would think it an insult for you to deny him of such exquisite pleasure before the main event. Yes, Bob loves going down on you, arguably more than he likes actually being inside you. But of course if you wish to return the favor then he might become flustered but youâll never hear him say no either.
Remy LeBeau is a man of charm and wit, it has gotten him out of many bad situations and even into situations with that silver tongue of his. His flirting always came naturally to him, but to know someone completely unaffected by it and even flirts back just for the fun of it leaves him wanting. Remy loves a good chase but itâs something else entirely when the one he chases leaves him wanting so much more with such simple interactions between the two of you. Even more so when you leave a cheeky comment about his endeavors of a ladies man, he is known for the play boy reputation. But he would give it all up if it meant you would look his way from across the room. The way this man would yearn and make you feel desired would feel straight out of a romance novel. He is nothing if not a hopeless romantic at heart, he just doesnât often show that heart. One of the things he has learned as a thief is to never show all your cards at once on the first round. So what is it about you that makes him so willing to face up his queen of hearts? What about you makes him yearn to practically follow you like a lost puppy into the next room when you leave. He never thought of himself as a lovesick fool, but the way you keep looking at him, he has never been so willing to be your fool.
Bob Reynolds has never been one to consider romance as a serious thing he would one day have. Being a recovering meth addict who was always looking for the next high you can imagine he couldnât even remember the few times he did have sex. So itâs no surprise now that he is sober and has found a genuine love for you that your first time having sex would make him seem like he is a virgin. He doesnât mean to be so timid he just doesnât know how to make you feel good. Or how to accept the idea that you truly love him and want him just as he is. It is one of the few times you will hear him be genuinely stunned and even stutter from nervousness. He is a gentleman and will not do anything that would remotely make you uncomfortable, which is why he will continuously check in on you. He will ask if he is doing okay and how he can do better. Seeing as how his senses are dialed up to 11 he will shutter now and again when you touch him because he feels everything that much more intensely. He will cry the first few times he cums with you, he canât help it. He just loves you so much and he just wants you to feel just as good as you make him feel. He would be down to try most things once but there are a few things he wonât touch like choking or anything that could cause either of you physical harm. I see him as a big giver and not so much a taker, but when heâs manic and feeling the strength of Sentry he might start to be more dominant.
Frank Castle is a man who doesnât know how to do anything half way. He either loves you fully or just sees an obstacle in his endeavors. The good thing about his rougher exterior is that once youâve cracked that hardened shell, it is difficult for him to let go. For him to see someone who wonât back down when he pushes away but someone who will square their shoulders and stand their ground. Frank loves a challenge and he needs someone who will challenge him. Not just a âyes manâ, but someone who will say no when heâs about to do something reckless or will get him killed. He may act annoyed at first but it secretly warms his bitter soul to know someone cares. It still affects him when you drag him into your apartment bloody and bruised as you tentatively mend him. Now if you lecture him he will roll his eyes but he wonât talk back. He canât. He knows what he did worried you and probably shouldnât have been so reckless but his excuse will be âIâm in one piece aren't I?â It will be up to you to remind him that one piece does not mean survival, it means heâll get up and try again until he isnât in one piece. Frank is a hard man to pin down and even harder to change his mind, but if you ask him nicely and really get him to understand that being home with you one more night isnât going to kill him, he just might listen.
I think a question no one is asking and granted I think we all collectively agree to be fact but I have to ask...do you think Bob whimpers in bed? Or even cries a little?
as you said, the reason why no one is asking is because everyone knows he does. of course he does. he's very noisy and it's not even loud but it's a lotđ¤ (I mean, he'd hold back from being loud if the rest of the team is home but on the rare occasions no one is it's a blessing to your ears)
on the deeper aspect of it I think he would be much more sensitive about it now that it's the first time he has genuine, not drug induced sex, so yeah, he can't help himself, it just feels that good. about the crying I elaborated in a fic here if you want
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Gambit head cannons - how Gambit is as a lover | đٞ
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Cw: fem!reader-ish, mostly gn though, 18+ at the end, general headcannons
SWF ~
⢠heâs an exciting lover, thereâs never a dull moment with him
⢠heâs spontaneous, bringing you random gifts he stole bought from his trips with the thieves guild
⢠heâs extremely soft with you, I feel like his patience is unmatched
⢠his touch is incredibly gentle, heâs afraid youâll break. he sees you as fragile, even if youâre bigger or more muscular than him
⢠if youâre a mutant then he absolutely loves seeing you use your mutation, heâll compliment it in a way that makes you feel seen for the first time in years
⢠and if youâre not a mutant then he doesnât care; he enjoys showing you tricks he can do with his mutation
⢠heâs incredibly understanding if youâre avoidant, or struggling. he lets you know that heâs here whenever you are ready to talk about itâeven if thatâs never.
⢠though heâs patient, he doesnât have any patience for dishonesty. he can understand small lies (surprises, surprise parties, etc), but I feel like heâd be hurt deeply if anything big was kept from him.
⢠he looooves showing you off, youâre his darling why wouldnât he? definitely brags about you when youâre not around
- âdats my girl right over dere. Ainâ she a beauty. such a doll.â
⢠his favourite nickname for you is either chÊre, mon amour or doll (idk I just loveee that pet name)
⢠will dote on you if you get periods, does his absolute best to take care of you
⢠is definitely a bit avoidant though. will disappear for a few days at a time then return. heâs only with the thieves, and he forgets to leave notes for you.
⢠not the jealous type, but he canât help but be curious
- âwho was dat, chĂŠre? non Remy ainâ jel. Jusâ⌠wondering. Remy wants to know people dat you know. Das all.â
NSWF ~
⢠an eater, proudly. doesnât care if you have a bush or not heâs just happy to be there
- âwhen I tell you to sit on my face, chĂŠre I mean put all your weight down it donâ matter if Remy canâ breathe.â
⢠heâs more of a giver, than a receiver but will happily receive if youâre offering
⢠enjoys being either top or bottom he doesnât careâhe can do both
⢠safe words arenât a joke a to him he takes them veryyy seriously. will not do anything with until youâve established boundaries, safe words, etc
⢠extremely freaky, into loads of kinky shit. not literal shit though.
⢠bondage, free use (on him), sensory deprivation, size difference, lowk breeding but heâd never admit it, he loooves cock warming, masochist but in a biting way, loooves mirror sex, light impact playâhe doesnât want to seriously hurt you
⢠and thatâs to name a few, heâs down for anything really. try it once, typa guy
⢠would lowk be down for a threesome if thatâs something youâre into, but would never ask
⢠prefers not to talk, opts for whining, moaning, etc
⢠loves it when you praise him
- âtell me how good Iâve been, chĂŠre. Remy make you feel even better if you doâ
Or on the other hand,
- âIâll be soo good mon amour, Remy promises you dat. Jusâ lemme eat it. I behaviour I swearâ
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I absolutely love this man and I hope these hcâs will suffice for now. Super busy at work so this will be the only piece I post for a bit. Hope it was okay, not proofread <3
We know Remy is the kinda guy who would get his lover's name tattooed on him. What do you think the process of going about that would be like?
The shop smells like antiseptic and ink when you walk in, the low buzz of a tattoo machine filling the room like a warning you donât understand yet.
And then you see him.
Gambit is leaned back in the chair like he owns the place, one arm draped behind his head, shirt pushed up just enough to expose his ribs. The artistâs gloved hand is steady against his side, needle moving in slow, deliberate strokes.
It takes your brain a second to catch up.
âRemyâ?â
His eyes flick to you immediately. That lazy, crooked smile shows up like nothingâs wrong, like this isnât insane.
âHey, cher.â
You step closer, heart starting to pound for reasons you canât even sort out yet. âWhat are you doing?â
The artist pauses, glancing between you two like maybe this is above their pay grade.
Remy doesnât answer right away. He just tilts his head slightly, like heâs considering you, then nods once toward his ribs.
âAlmost done, yeah?â
And thatâs when you actually look.
Your name.
Not small. Not subtle. Scripted across his ribs in dark, fresh inkâstill a little red around the edges, still being filled in like itâs something thatâs always been meant to be there.
Your stomach drops.
âRemy, what the hell are you doing?â The words come out sharper than you mean them to. You reach toward him without thinking, then hesitate, like you might mess it up just by being too close. âWhy would you do that?â
The machine starts up again, buzzing low as the artist finishes the last few lines.
Remy barely reacts to the pain. His gaze stays on you the whole time, steady, calm in a way that almost makes it worse.
âHold still,â the artist mutters.
âI am still,â he says easily, but his attention never leaves you.
You shake your head, trying to process it. âNo, seriously, why would youâRemy, thatâs permanent. Thatâsââ You let out a frustrated breath, running a hand through your hair. âWhat if we break up?â
The buzzing stops.
Silence drops heavy in the room.
The artist leans back, wiping the tattoo gently before covering it, clearly deciding this is a moment theyâre not part of. âIâll give you two a second,â they say, stepping away.
Now itâs just you and him.
Remy sits up slowly, wincing just a little as the movement pulls at the fresh inkâbut he doesnât make a big deal out of it. He never does.
Youâre still staring at his ribs like itâs something unreal.
âCher,â he says, softer now.
âNo, donât âcherâ me,â you shoot back, though your voice wobbles. âYou donât just do that. Thatâs not normal, Remy. Thatâsââ You gesture helplessly. âThatâs forever.â
He watches you for a second, expression unreadable in that way he gets when heâs about to say something that actually matters.
Then he reaches out, catching your wrist gently.
You freeze.
âLook at me,â he murmurs.
You do.
His eyes arenât playful now. No teasing, no smugnessâjust something steady. Certain.
âI ainât goinâ anywhere.â
Your breath catches a little. âYou donât know that.â
He tilts his head, a faint smile tugging at his lipsânot dismissive, just⌠sure.
âYeah,â he says quietly. âI do.â
You shake your head again, softer this time, like youâre arguing but donât fully believe yourself anymore. âPeople always think that. Things change.â
Remyâs thumb brushes absentmindedly over your wrist, grounding, warm.
âMaybe,â he admits. âWorld changes all the time.â
He glances down briefly at the bandage on his ribs, then back up at you.
âBut not this.â
Thereâs no hesitation in it. No dramatics. Just a simple, solid truth the way he sees it.
Your chest tightens in a way you donât likeâbecause it feels a little too big, a little too real.
âRemyâŚâ you start, but you donât even know what youâre trying to say anymore.
He leans forward just slightly, closing the space between you, his voice dropping softer.
âNameâs just ink,â he says. âAinât what makes it matter.â
His fingers curl gently around yours, guiding your hand toward his side.
You hesitateâjust for a secondâbefore letting him.
Your fingertips brush the edge of the bandage, careful, like you might break him.
He exhales quietly at the contact, eyes flickering shut for half a second.
Then he looks back at you.
âYou do.â
Thunderbolts* (2025) dir. Jake Schreier
Bob + his precious face
I need you to do the sfw alphabet with the Human Torch if you haven't already I am begging you on my knees
Sfw Alphabet - Johnathan Lowell Spencer "Johnny" Storm
Disclaimer: This is solely based on the Marvel Rivals variant with some slight details from Chris Evan's Fantastic Four 2005-2007 and Joseph Quinn's Fantastic Four: First Steps variants, as well as my own interpretation of the character. Potentially ooc.
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Whether it's hugs for Sue, quality time with Reed, fighting hanging out with Ben, or giving bedtime stories to Franklin and Valerie, Johnathan is a jack of all trades, master of all.
When it comes to you, though, he makes sure not just you are aware of his affection, but the whole city of Manhattan as well.
You were walking through New York when you heard bystanders talk of a message in the sky, and low and behold, the words "Love you babe<3" made from smoke just so happened to be right above you, well a few thousand feet up of course, as if a certain fire boy saw you and decided to express himself in that moment.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
A talkative know-it-all who flaunts his fame to get you places you usually wouldn't as a normal citizen, or the pinnacle of a frat boy. Same thing.
Your relationship with Johnathan probably started when you interviewed him at one of the Fantastic Four's guest appearances at a charity event, you asked him questions and whatnot, and he at first liked you for your appearance, but as you got to know Johnathan throughout the years, you've learned just how much he loves behind closed doors.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Oh he is ABSOLUTELY up for it.
Being a.. naturally, hot person, figuratively and literally, Johnathan more than mostly acts as your living toaster when it gets cold.
Likes being the big spoon so he can encompass you in his body as much as possible.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
While Johnathan does like the idea, he's been a hero far too long to possibly give up his position.
Plus, with all the fame and fortune he's garnered, he might as well kick it up for a few more years until the Fantastic Four unanimously agree to end doing hero work.
That, or he secures enough money to ensure you get a permanent stable living and resources for anything you need.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
Unlike Chris Evan's Johnny who'd leave you immediately when he got disinterested, I imagine he'd be closer to Joseph Quinn in the sense that he'd be very forward about things, especially if it happens to be a problem for the F4.
F = Fiance (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Quite hesitant to be honest.
On the outside, Johnathan presents a persona of someone who can get and do anything with the flick of his finger, getting girls when he wanted, dinners at what looked like cheap, but on the inside, he's scared.
Don't get him wrong, he'll absolutely hit on any woman he finds hot, but once they want him, not just the Human Torch, but JOHNNY, that's when he gets worried.
Despite the flair and pizazz he seemingly demonstrates so easily, under all that is a man fighting himself to not let his emotions get through.
Poor Johnathan, he's so terrified of what his powers could cause to people, especially those he loves, and ESPECIALLY in the early days after the cosmic gamma ray accident.
The thought, just the mere THOUGHT that he could accidentally light you on fire, or cause an accident that could hurt or even kill you, it scares him more than anything.
He'll light his flames on villains, monsters, demons, at the slightest chance he gets, but with you, it's a battle of life and death, all from what could be one simple thought.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Johnathan is gentle in his own ways.
Physically, he'll usually pat your shoulder, give a light punch, tight hug, and whatnot, but always with a sense of awareness of where you don't like to be touched.
Emotionally however, he knows better than most people what it means to almost lose the ones you love.
After the Silver Surfer brought Galactus to Earth to take Franklin, he knew he had to stop them by any means, and so he and the F4 did.
In the aftermath of that near planet ending event, Johnathan had to seclude himself for a bit to regulate his feelings.
Sweet baby Franklin, not even 3 years old, his own NEPHEW, and he was so close to being taken by Galactus. The thoughts of those events replayed in his head for days on end, making him sob each and every day, even in the present, and that humbled him more than anything.
It took him a few months, but with the help of the F4, Johnathan managed to escape his depression, and become the fiery light he's always been, but now as a light for those in need, not just citizens in danger, but also for those dealing with mental health problems as he did.
Overall, Johnathan knows how to be gentle in times of need.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
Yes.
If you aren't getting a hug from Johnathan each and every time you cross paths (you live with him), then that's an imposter.
The type of hugger that doesn't mean to be tight with it, but he does it by accident.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
A few months into your relationship.
Despite having had multiple partners in his life, no singular moment felt more real than when he said those words to you for the first time.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)
Quite a bit, but also not that much.
Usually uses his fame to include himself into your conversation and saying you need to go to a fancy event.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Hot to the touch, but gentle.
Doctors say your cheeks are the hottest part of your face when you blush, and boy does Johnathan take that and make it his life mission to make you blush when he kisses you on your cheeks.
As for himself, his hair is his special spot. MAYBE his face if he's feeling it he'll let you kiss his chin.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Considering hes been Uncle of The Year ever since Franklin and Valerie were born, I think he's pretty good around them.
M = Mornings (How are mornings spent with them?)
If he's not busy saving the world or going to an event, most mornings with Johnathan usually involve sitting on the couch with him and Ben watching the early morning sports games.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Dates, parties, yachts, the night is when Johnathan REALLY gets to show his wild side, so expect a lot of people, and a lot of booze.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Johnathan is pretty open about himself from the get go.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
You can't exactly be a fire guy if you aren't a hot head, so in most situations Johnathan would prefer to smoke his enemies, but with you, he's as patient as a calm ripple in the ocean.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
Most stuff, but some stuff goes over his head.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
It was a few days after Johnathan came back from the negative zone, and here he was, sitting on the edge of his bed.
For the world, they believed the Human Torch was dead, that he sacrificed himself for Earth, and they weren't wrong, but they also weren't right.
Months. Long, agonizing months of being Annihilus' dirtied gladiator, forced to fight till he died, and when he did, he was stitched back together nerve by nerve, bone by bone, vein by vein, all by grotesque centipede aliens who crawled all over his body until he was physically reborn anew, again, and again.
After leading the rebellion and finally escaping that retched hell, he found himself lost in his feelings.
On one hand, he was glad to be back, to know the world truly did love the Human Torch, but on the other hand, he can't erase the memories of what happened.
That was, until you entered the room.
This time, Johnathan didn't bother to put on a persona. He was slouched, eyes frowning, mouth dropped, shoulders tensed, he was so clearly unwell, so you decided to help.
All things considered, it didn't take him long to explain his horror story, but the more he talked, the more concerned you became. Although, it wasn't from the story itself, but for Johnathan's well being. His self, his mind, his anatomy that was so brutally misused and enslaved for entertainment, it was as if the devil himself had chosen Johnathan as his plaything, but you made sure he knew he wasn't alone in his struggles.
Sure, you couldn't exactly emphasize with what happened to Johnathan, but just being able to have his story heard, treated as seriously as it should be, to be seen as just another soul who went through unfortunate circumstances, it made him feel a passion of love he's never felt before. He knew from then on that it was YOU or no one else, and if there's one thing we know about Johnny, it's that he's passion incarnate.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Not that much. Being a living fire hazard means you not don't have to keep weapons, but just the temperatures he can get too can harm anyone who tries to get you.
Protects you in a way similar to his prism ability where it's you, cool and safe on the inside, and fiery hell on the outside.
He would like it though if reed taught you some science stuff to get you out of situations, or for Ben to train you in fighting.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Yes.
U = Ugly (What are some bad habits of theirs?)
Just because he's a prankster to the F4 doesn't mean you're exempt from that.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Has a 2 hour skincare routine. I think that says enough.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Significantly, but he's learned to deal with his pain and to let go.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them)
Somehow forgot he was wearing Peter's suit when he was pranking him and he flamed on...
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)
People who don't value their families and their lives.
Z = Zzz (What are some sleep habits of theirs?)
Because he's a living breathing fire machine, he sleeps with just boxers, a thin blanket, and his a/c set to absolute 0.
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âËęŠď˝Ą Remy Lebeau / gambit x reader (comfort/fluff)
You have been feeling down in the past few days, who is he to NOT help you through it?
CW: suggestive, gambit picks your lock, possibly ooc, rushed, not proofread at all, fem reader
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remy lebeau would be an absolute angel to you on your period and i will not hear otherwise. he's already a pretty doting partner, but i think that would elevate during your menstruation. he's the type to fully indulge any cravings you have, late night shopping runs or warm, homey meals he makes from scratch. remy's also the type to be very physically affectionate. wrapping you up in his arms, a heating pad wedged between you to sooth your cramps. rubbing your lower belly when they get too painful, telling you how proud of you he is. if you get emotional he's the type to kiss your tears away while he tells you how much he loves you, how beautiful you are, how strong you're being. lots of soft french murmurs of "ça va bÊbÊ, remy's right here," "gambit loves you chÊri, you bein' real strong," "respire, douce fille, breathe wit' gambit." he'd also never be opposed to period sex, if you're not either. regardless, remy's an absolute sweetheart when you're on your period. <3