Reed Richards

Rest In Peace Gaspard Ulliel. Currently shocked and devastated. Thank you for giving me inspiration and creativity for all of these years writing Gambit. 💜

“Toast to dé White Queen!”

Yes, there’s only one way to find out! He likes to perform card tricks!

She seems . . . Fun.

The Cajun chuckled, her laughter made him laugh, it was infectious. “Dat spandex really helpin’ you as well!”

“Dat behind o’yours is bigger dén ma’ future, chére!”

A certain Cajun is annoyed.

The Cajun just chuckled as he decided to give her some chocolate kisses, gently inserting it into her tongue. “All dîs sûgar ain’t no gûd fo’ yèw, chère.”

Sees the bag of candy and feeds her a skittle, the strawberry flavor.

“Gambit gôt wômen prôblèms. . .”

“Gambit saw dat.”

“Gambit gôn drink.”

“Gambit like tû please. . .” Leaning in and whispering besides her ear. “Ain’t nobody got dè body you got, Emma.”

“Gambit dônt like tû be dísturbed.”

“Ain’t no ôthér wôman like dat...”

“Emma, Gambit only has to appreciate what he sees.”

“Mama Mia...”