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i'm probably putting way more thought into this than i need to but, alas, i am a character designer at heart. There's a variety of inconsistencies in the various designs of Laios' dumb ass Ultimate Monster so I just kind of took a lot of artistic liberties with how that would translate in some ways to Chim!Laios being half dumbass chimera monster.

Chimera!Laios AU design ref sheet Work in Progress. Lovely wide boy, soft and ready for huggin'. Perfect size for being a pillow for Kabru.

#rhys art #fanart #artists on tumblr #kos39 #dungeon meshi au #dungeon meshi #chimera laios au #monster boyfriend #laios touden

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X-Men 97 AND droodpilled? instafollow. keep up the amazing work 🫡🫡🫡🫡

I loooove Mystery of the Druids. Halligan is such a fuckin weirdo I kind of relate to him in a lot of ways, but also that game is both a masterpiece and a trash fire it's hard not to love it.

#ask #text post

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I'm the fandom forebear and I honestly I hate what has become to the space in so many ways. The policing, the booktokification, the "I don't like it therefore it's a Moral Issue" shit..... man. I did not suffer fanfiction.net for this.

Our fandom forbearers did NOT suffer through Anne Rice, strikethrough, and other bullshit for fucking ACOTAR and Harry Potter fans to fucking ruin it for all of us by selling fanfiction. I am not losing novel length yaoi epics because some of you don't know how to act in fannish spaces and yes I do blame the booktokification of fanfic but I also blame those of you that treat fandom like content to consume and not a community to engage with.

#reblog #text post #fanfic #ramble

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WHY, THE MAGIC OF THE DROODS

#dumb shit cause its my birthday #rhys art #kos39 #fanart #artists on tumblr #detective brent halligan #detective halligan #mystery of the druids #P I T Z A

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Hungry Love (M/M Laios/Kabru) (Post-manga)

Hungry Love

grimmsnarl

Summary:

Laios Touden has been suppressing some pretty powerful feelings - especially those he has for Kabru - and his angst emerges in a most monstrous manner. Chimera!Laios AU, takes place post-manga.

RATING: EXPLICIT R18+ for sexual content, mild body horror

[Link to the fanfiction on AO3]

#dungeon meshi au #dunmeshi #dungeon meshi #post-manga #post-canon #chimera laios au #chimera laios #laios/kabru #labru #laios touden #kabru #laios x kabru

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Happy Dunmeshi Thursday everybody! And congrats to Laios for meeting his future husband this episode 🎉🥂

#reblog #labru #dunmeshi #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #laios touden #kabru #laios x kabru

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the two alternating phases of watching xmen '97 today

Glad Ororo is getting her time though, I love Ororo.

I just need this ep to stop kicking me in the balls, I'm suffering enough ;___;

#xmen 97 #xmen 97 spoilers #spoilers #i have hay fever #i am miserable #let your freak fluids fly

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Bon Ton Roulet [R18+ MMF X-Men fic]

Bon Ton Roulet

Explicit - Remy LeBeau/Erik Lehnsherr/Rogue

Summary:

It's the day after Remy came to Magneto about his proposition for polyamory and spent the night. Rogue's come home from a trip to find them in the same bed, and she's not upset...

b/c Rogue deserves to get in on the fun, too, gotdangit!

[Link to the fanfic on AO3] ⬅️⬅️⬅️

#text post #fanfic #fanfiction #x men 97 #x men the animated series #x men 92 #gambit/magneto #remy lebeau/erik lehnsherr #gambit/rogue #remy lebeau/rogue #rogue/magneto #rogneto #romyneto #romy #rogue/erik lehnsherr #rogue/gambit/magneto #erik lehnsherr #remy lebeau #rogue #gambit #magneto

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"There were three in the bed" by Pinkninja🔒 ------ rating: explicit (F/M/M) ------ Rogue and Erik and Remy in bed together, figuring out new dynamics when a love triangle turns into something more stable. There were three in the bed - Pinkninja - X-Men - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

Oh my god I'm so happy other people are populating the tags for this ship! Now it's not just me and something someone wrote back in 2018!

and it's really neat to see someone taking a somewhat different approach to the relationship and characters than I do. So happy ;w;

#text post #fic recommendation #xmen 97 #fanfic #romyneto #rogue/gambit/magneto #rogue/magneto #gambit/magneto #gambit/rogue

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THIS IS ME... CUTE HUH? Maxine LeBeau. This is my dad... and this is my dad! How'd I get two dads? They're both dating my mom! She's gonna make sure we're one big happy family... with one dad who's down to earth, and one dad with his head in the clouds.

Do zoomers know "My Two Dads"? I'm guessing zoomers don't know "My Two Dads"...... Anyway, it's show about a girl who has two dads, which is to say, nobody yet knows which of them is her biological father. So, in the meantime, both have to learn to like each other for the sake of this teen girl. Also, the show has a baller theme song, up there with the likes of "Perfect Strangers."

After the sitcom bit in "Motendo" I couldn't get this idea out of my head. Even if it's a different situation since all three of Max's parents are in a polycule... the gag was too funny. The idea of a sitcom where Erik and Remy get into hijinks trying to raise a teen daughter and her toddler brother, and the viewer learns a lesson via Rogue having to repeat bail her idiot husbands out of whatever mundane situation they are failing spectacularly at.

"One of them is a Master of Magnetism... the other a Master Thief! But can they band together for their daughter's first day of high school?" This program was filmed in front of a live studio audience. *laugh track*

#rhys art #fanart #kos39 #xmen 97 #xmen oc #xmen the animated series #xmen #xmen 92 #magneto #erik lehnsherr #gambit #remy lebeau #remy lebeau/erik lehnsherr #rogue/gambit/magneto #romyneto #ship and ship alike #miss me with ship discourse #only positivity here thanks #gambit/magneto

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Maxine Terrebonne LeBeau.

She’s sort of the polar opposite of Plague, what Plague might have been able to be if she had the chance to grow up in a better environment. As of her teens she has zero combat potential for her powers, though knowing Erik he’d figure out one at some point, if only for her to be able to defend herself. She looks a lot like her mom, near identical in hair and eyes other than a patch of blue in her left eye. She loves nature and is incredibly good with animals. In her free time she will often go rescue stray cats with the help of Remy, which will either be TNR’d or foster-to-adoption. If it weren’t for her mom, she would probably try and keep them all. Of her ‘extended family’, she gets along best with Ororo and Logan.

She also has a little brother named Charles Magnus LeBeau, who is a little bit of a terror… but in a non-malicious way. Just normal weird toddler way. Everyone calls him Chuck or Charlie.

just thinking and crying about a perfect world where erik, remy, and rogue can have a family together and they don't ever really need to question or know who the father is.

a little girl who has a hot mess of an accent, speaks in a mix of various regional dialects. both her dads are absolutely weak to her charms bc she takes after her mother so strongly. she even looks like her mom so short of her looking like one of them more as she ages or there's a dna test, nobody knows and none of them really want to know for certain.

erik just walking around with a toddler strapped to his chest while she just yells in a mix of baby talk and cajun french and attempts to throw cards at people just like her other daddy does, but she can't make them explode.

remy trying to teach her how to cook like he does and explaining in great detail to a lil beb that can barely understand him why you don't put tomatoes in gumbo.

who knows what her powers would even be but no way erik wouldn't be uncharacteristically excited whenever they finally manifest.

remy laughing like a maniac every time someone confuses erik for their daughter's grandfather while rogue tries to punch him in the arm.

maybe i need to draw this...

#romyneto #xmen #gambit/rogue/magneto #happiness au #text post #rhys art #fanart #kos39 #xmen oc

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Okay Romyneto au idea.

bram stoker's dracula

Erik as Dracula who turns Rogue. However unlike the movie. Erik takes Remy and Rogue to his castle to finish Remy's turning and keeping them both in his bed.

Erik as sexy Dracula with his two lovely Victorian lovers? I am 100% percent into this.

#ask #text post #romyneto

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queen of hearts

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#rhys art #fanart #artists on tumblr #kos39 #xmen #xmen 97 #xmen the animated series #x men 92 #work in progress

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Eid Mubarak! Wishing for a Free Palestine.

This family is so close to their goal, €56,829 raised of €70,000 goal! Even if you can't contribute please share around. Those of Gaza deserve to live fulfilling lives without suffering constant threat of death and an ongoing apartheid. Even if it means leaving behind everything they ever knew to provide safety for their families.

It breaks my heart, I look at this picture and I see so much similarity to my cousin and her children, so full of hope and with plans for the future. Right down to the darling little baby stinkface. Palestine must be free.

this gofundme by @doniatanani still needs about 14k more euros, please share and donate if you can, even small amounts add up

#reblog #free palestine #from the river to the sea palestine will be free

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just thinking and crying about a perfect world where erik, remy, and rogue can have a family together and they don't ever really need to question or know who the father is.

a little girl who has a hot mess of an accent, speaks in a mix of various regional dialects. both her dads are absolutely weak to her charms bc she takes after her mother so strongly. she even looks like her mom so short of her looking like one of them more as she ages or there's a dna test, nobody knows and none of them really want to know for certain.

erik just walking around with a toddler strapped to his chest while she just yells in a mix of baby talk and cajun french and attempts to throw cards at people just like her other daddy does, but she can't make them explode.

remy trying to teach her how to cook like he does and explaining in great detail to a lil beb that can barely understand him why you don't put tomatoes in gumbo.

who knows what her powers would even be but no way erik wouldn't be uncharacteristically excited whenever they finally manifest.

remy laughing like a maniac every time someone confuses erik for their daughter's grandfather while rogue tries to punch him in the arm.

maybe i need to draw this...

#romyneto #text post #xmen #xmen 97 #xmen the animated series #gambit/rogue/magneto #happiness AU #these two crazy kids and their hot DILF boyfriend deserve nice things

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Found out what story arc is being adapted in the new ep of X-Men '97 and I'm just sittin here like

Canon can't hold a bitch down.

There's nothing homosexual determination can't fix.

#x men 97 #rogue/magneto #rogue/gambit #romyneto #rogue/gambit/magneto #x-men '97 spoilers

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Mais, talk about! (Gambit/Rogue/Magneto)

Mais, talk about! [X-Men '97 (Gambit/Rogue/Magneto)]

Premise:

Remy LeBeau stands outside Magneto's room, unable to forget an impromptu kiss earlier that day and wanting to finally put an end to the uncertainty that lingers between he and Rogue.

But the answer isn't quite as simple as he thought...

[Link to the fic on AO3]

Notes:

Posting this at near 3am before X-Men '97 inevitably kicks over my sandcastle and declares it wrong in every way.

Please take the references to off-screen events with patience, as this is but a portion of a much longer fic I'd like to write but simply just don't have the energy to at the moment, so the most you get of prior events is a spicy comic I made recently. I wanted to, at the very least, float the idea of "Romyneto" to more people, as surprisingly few folk have considered that maybe you don't need to fracture a love triangle... Maybe you just need to make it into a heart.

Hashtag let Rogue have both the spicy chaos bisexual AND Sexy Grandpa... she's been through enough and deserves it.

Also a final author's note: I'm from Texas, not Louisiana, so pardon my clumsy use of Cajun French. I did an embarrassing amount of research for this short of a fic, but hopefully it'll pay off in the future. Anyway, keep reading for the actual fic!

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Remy stood outside the door to Magneto’s room, resting his forehead on the rich stained wood. He had been mustering up the courage for close to ten minutes to knock. The only thing propelling him forward was the fear of being seen loitering.

All he intended was to check if Magneto was awake and willing to talk. It was the early hours of the morning, but who the hell had a normal sleep schedule anymore? He briefly considered waiting for Rogue to return, which would likely be the wiser choice. However, Remy wasn’t always known for making the most prudent decisions, especially after a drink or two to calm his nerves. Waiting for Rogue wouldn’t alleviate the intense anxiety he felt at that moment.

After all, he was dealing with someone who was intellectually superior and more powerful in every aspect. Magneto was someone who seemed to excel effortlessly at everything, akin to a character from one of Jubilee’s video games. Moreover, Magneto could actually touch the woman Remy loved. Perhaps it would be easier to just give in or give up. It wasn’t that Remy opposed being in an unconventional relationship with Rogue, or even being intimate with another man. It was simply the fact that it had to be him—a person who felt threatening on multiple levels and made him feel inadequate whenever he was around.

Clenching his fist, he rapped on the door before he could chicken out and leave. He had never been this gêné, this easily embarrassed. It frustrated him to feel this way and it frustrated him that of all aspects of his life that he could feel insecure about, it was this. He always had so much confidence with Rogue because he did truly think any physical hurt he experienced was entirely worthwhile. Now he wasn’t even sure if she felt the same about him anymore.

Maybe he should just wait and talk to her like an adult, like Jubilee said. As much as he hated being called out by a teenager, he did have to begrudgingly admit she was right. No one answered the door, so he assumed that some people did indeed have a normal sleep schedule. Or at least, he hoped so. Turning to leave, he managed only a few steps before the doorknob clicked, and the door slowly opened.

Qu’el tonnerre m’écrase.

He leaned towards the partially open door, peering into the dark room. There was nothing. Could it have opened by itself? He knew the chances were slim, but he held onto hope. As he moved to leave, some invisible force pulled him back towards the door. Merde. It seemed better to comply than to be dragged in like a child. Gingerly pushing the door open with his index finger, he entered the dark room.

“So you awake, eh?” he said as casually as he could manage, adjusting to the dimness. The door clicked shut behind him, and the curtains parted slightly, allowing a sliver of moonlight to illuminate the room better. “You gonna talk or just gimme frissons?”

“Do you make a habit of waking people up at three in the morning?” Magneto’s voice carried an edge of irritation as he gestured for Remy to take a seat on the edge of the bed. Sitting upright, his hair tousled from sleep, and his chest bare, Magneto exuded a commanding presence even in the dim moonlight filtering through the room. The sheets draped luxuriously around him hinted at more than just his bare chest, drawing Remy’s attention despite himself. While his usual skintight uniform left little to the imagination, Magneto’s well-sculpted physique was even more striking when unclothed.

“Non.” Remy took the indicated seat, unable to suppress a smirk. “Only when Gambit feeling particularly vindictive.”

Annoyance briefly flashed across Magneto’s face before he regained his usual icy composure, his features settling into a mask of stoicism. “Did you intend to discuss anything or were you just being ‘vindictive?’” His cold eyes bore into Remy, reflecting the moonlight with an almost ethereal glow.

Remy felt the urge to respond with his usual charm and sarcasm, but he knew better than to try such tactics with Magneto. He was just as immune to this as he was to Rogue’s abilities. Nor did such banter seem conducive to actually hashing out anything going on between them. Clearing his throat nervously, Remy ran his fingers through his hair, searching for the right words to broach the subject weighing on his mind.

“Why Magneto go and kiss Gambit, huh?” Remy’s question hung in the air, heavy with tension.

“I’ll acquiesce, but first I wish for you to answer my question.” Magneto’s sneer was evident even in the dim light.

“What dat, den?”

Magneto’s piercing gaze filled him with unease. “Why did Gambit kiss Magneto back?”

Remy felt a weight press down on his chest, as if the air had been sucked out of the room. He should have anticipated this question, especially after bringing up the kiss from earlier that day, but he still wasn’t prepared for it. The shame of his desperation hadn’t abated at all since it had happened. An overwhelming urge to flee flooded his mind, urging him to make a dash for the door in the hopes it would yield. Excuses and cop-outs ping-ponged across his mind, and he was ready to try anything to avoid answering the question.

“Ah,” Remy began, shaking his head. “Maybe we gon wait til Rogue gets back, yeah?” He attempted to shrug off the weight of the conversation, rising to his feet in an attempt to retreat to the safety of his own room. But once again, he was met with resistance, pulled back with enough force that he stumbled and flopped onto his back, legs still dangling over the edge of the mattress.

“Do you require a reminder?” Magneto’s voice was low and commanding as he leaned in closer, silver hair falling around his face. At such close proximity, his intense eyes were mesmerizing, and Remy could feel the warmth of Magneto’s breath against his skin. “You never gave the impression of someone who would flee so easily.”

Remy wanted to respond with one of his usual comebacks or snide remarks, but his brain failed him. Clutching the bedsheets tightly, he attempted to quell his frayed nerves. The offer of warm lips was tantalizing, his loneliness making him feel touch-starved and desperate. From such close proximity, he could better appreciate just how attractive Magneto truly was. With sky blue eyes framed by strong brows and accentuated by thick, dark eyelashes, Magneto’s features exuded a captivating allure. Rather than detracting from his sharp features, the creases and wrinkles around his eyes and mouth seemed to enhance them, giving him a distinguished air. It was the kind of face that anyone, regardless of preference, could acknowledge as objectively handsome.

Clearing his throat, Remy shifted uneasily. “Man gets tres lonely sometimes, yeah.”

“This is true, yes. Therein lies your answer.”

Once more their lips touched, this time without Remy giving any pretense of resistance. Heat surged through his body, his fingers digging into the bedsheets as he held on tighter. Initially, he had attributed his resentment of their first kiss to the realization there was merit to Rogue’s attraction. But now, he knew the reason was far more primal: he wanted to be kissed again.

There was a comforting strength in the way Magneto kissed him. While Rogue possessed raw physical power, their rare moments of physical contact held a delicate yearning—a desire to be held and protected in ways her power denied her. But with Magneto, it was different. His unwavering confidence manifested even in moments of intimate affection, a man who was more than capable of taking what he desired. As their lips parted, Remy couldn’t help but feel vulnerable and consumed by a deep longing.

“You say dat the answer, but it don’t make sense, no.” Remy pushed himself back up, turning around so that the two of them sat face to face. “Mais la, why would you ever be lonely?” The tone of his voice implied what he left unsaid: ‘You have Rogue.’

“It is not mine I speak of.” Magneto extended his hand, reaching towards Remy’s arm. The movement caused the sheets around his waist to slip downward, revealing the bare skin of his hip. Only the bed linens separated his unclothed body from the cool air. The moonlight played off the contours of his body, accentuating every curve and muscle.

Remy hesitated, his mind racing with thoughts of how Rogue might react to the situation. It was evident that she and Magneto had been spending considerable time together, reigniting whatever bond they shared in the past. However, he couldn’t assume that their relationship had progressed to the extent his insecurity insisted. Would he truly be any better if he acted behind her back? He couldn’t deny the attraction he felt towards Magneto, nor could he ignore the tantalizing prospect of exploring a relationship unburdened by the complexities of their current love triangle. And yet, he couldn’t shake the guilt that gnawed at him, the fear of betraying Rogue’s trust and the uncertainty of how she would react when she found out.

As he looked into Magneto’s piercing blue eyes, he saw a depth of understanding that promised something more than just physical intimacy. It was a proposition of mutual respect, a chance to be seen and valued in a way that most around him failed to do. Despite the taunts and deliberate attempts to antagonize, he got the distinct impression that Magneto thought more highly of him than it seemed at face value.

Perhaps it wasn’t about choosing between having Rogue for himself or letting her be with someone else - but about embracing the complexity of all their desires. Though their exchanges were often fraught with confrontation, there were moments when Remy caught glimpse of a softer side to Magneto. It was in the way Magneto’s gaze lingered longer than necessary, the soft way he looked at Rogue, and the subtle hints of approval that slipped through his stoic facade.

“Gambit don’t know…”

“You came here tonight to talk, so let us talk.” Magneto interrupted, his tone firm but not unkind. He continued to offer his extended hand, and after a moment’s hesitation, Remy accepted, allowing himself to be pulled down beside Magneto into a supine position.

“When we talk before, you said… you could help Gambit make tings work.” Remy continued, his fingers fidgeting nervously as he played with the hem of his crop top. “How you gonna help if Rogue already choose you? How I gon’ compete wit Magneto of all people?”

“As I explained before, I have no interest in competition - nor do I wish to force Rogue to make a choice. Given that you are here, I presume you considered my words.” Magneto’s gaze was steady and unwavering.

“Been considered, yeah. But dat don’t make ‘em easier to reconcile, no.”

Magneto ran a coarse hand up Remy’s stomach and under his shirt, eliciting a sharp inhalation from Remy in response. Despite their similar size and stature—identical in height and nearly in weight—Magneto exuded an aura of all-encompassing dominance and strength. Every movement carried with it a sense of purpose and intentionality, from the firm grip of his fingers to the deliberate pressure applied when touching intimately. It was enough to convey a degree of authority and dominance, without crossing the threshold into discomfort.

“I am disinterested in forcing you to do anything you do not wish to participate in,” Magneto spoke, his voice low and measured. “No matter what you may have assumed, Rogue does care about you deeply. It is evident that we both share affection for her.”

With a subtle shift of his hand, Magneto gripped Remy’s waist firmly, pulling their bodies together. “Facilitating the two of you to touch without the barrier of her power would be effortless for me, a mere afterthought. However, I have no desire to be but a third wheel or to ‘share’ that which cannot and should not be treated like a belonging to be passed around.”

Remy’s body trembled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension, his mind racing as he tried to process the implications of Magneto’s words. He wished he had chosen to wear something less revealing than gray sweatpants for this visit, something that didn’t tent so easily under the pressure of Magneto’s touch.

“Do you accede?” Magneto’s voice cut through Remy’s thoughts, drawing him back to the present moment.

“Got me too much an envie to fuss. Maybe Magneto make a good cher, yeah?”

“I will interpret that as a yes.” Magneto spoke with a hint of amusement.

“Mais talk about! Got a lot to learn you if you gonna be with Gambit!”

“Very true,” Magneto conceded, wrapping his arms around Remy and pulling him close. “Apropos of nothing, you may call me Erik. In private, at least.”

“I like dat, me,” Remy murmured, nuzzling his face into Erik’s strong chest. He looked forward to when Rogue would return from her trip and couldn’t help but anticipate the surprise that awaited her.

With a contented sigh, he closed his eyes, allowing himself to bask in the warmth of their shared moment. For the first time in a long while, he felt a glimmer of hope that he could find happiness in this unconventional arrangement. Remy found himself drifting off to sleep, lulled by the steady rhythm of Erik’s heartbeat beneath his ear. As he succumbed to the embrace of slumber, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for the unexpected turn of events that had brought him here.

#text post #fanfic #fanfiction #x men the animated series #xmen #x men #x men 97 #xmen 97 #gambit/rogue/magneto #gambit/magneto #remy lebeau/erik lehnsherr #remy lebeau #erik lehnsherr #romyneto #rated T for teen