Rogue x Gambit: why I love them

My second OTP in the Marvel Universe. (X-men franchise)

These two can go on their usual on/off routine for all I care. It's basically what I loved about these two: the drama, the passion. the UNRESOLVED sexual tension between the two.

The fact she was a woman who had to deal with her lack of/inability to connect to people because she couldn't touch and yet still was able to build strong relationships without it. The fact she was complex, from the total babe with a huge confidence in her abilities during fights or even her sex-appeal to the moments she felt less than human because she couldn't touch people and therefore couldn't communicate the simplest things with a hug, a kiss or just holding her friends/beloved hands. The fact she was extremely gorgeous and extremely POWERFUL too was appealing to me and in spite of that strength, she was so human that it couldn't be less than easy to connect to her and relate to her. There are days when I feel like her, trapped within myself and yet here I am.

Gambit was also appealing when I was younger and even today. he could have had become my favorite character if it wasn't for Wolverine. This man was shrouded in mystery, enigmatic, charismatic, suave and tantalizing. He was not only sexy and handsome but the man had a darker side. He made mistakes, not just once, but MANY times. He betrayed his friends, was forgiven (and back and forth played around that theme). He sacrificed what he held dear the most for the greater good. Rémy was no hero in the traditional sense of the term but he was a hero in the way he performed in the team. He was extraordinary in the way he loved Rogue. He was brave because it wasn't an easy thing to love someone you can't touch. It was spiritual, it was emotional. He was an ass, I can admit it and maybe it was the fact he was flawed that drawn me to him.

Together? I loved their banter, I loved their teasing, I loved (It hurt my poor teenage heart so much) when they fought and when they held on. Remy's determination not to let go of Rogue because she was "different?" the fact this love was genuine? The fact he even ended up "accepting" her relationship with Magneto (the brief one they had) in spite of it hurting the poor guy's heart? MAN, how could I NOT LOVE THEM?

SO yes, I love this pairing. I wish for a smoother, better relationship with a real improvement instead of the back and forth plots but it seems that it's never going to happen anymore. It's okay. like all good things, you have to let go when it's over. but I will always remember them together, of the passion between them, of the dedication one had to the other. Maybe this is why I like to write stories like that. Maybe.. 

Half-serie: Violence

Because emotional violence is definitely something not to joke about. this is not to be glamourized, this is not pretty. this is ugly.  and yet, here I a

Monster girls: Anxiety and Depression

it's very personal since I am suffering from both of this.  I wanted to express a litle bit what I am feeling. 

Storm and Wolverine: on why they are important to me (short version)

Storm and Wolverine (punk Storm era): probably the moment that established them as a couple in my head.

I would only say this: They have this rare chemistry between them. that connection that is literally everlasting. I think the most appealing would be the trust they put in each other. The level is uncanny for both would follow one another to death in a blink of an eye. They would go because they love, care and trust the other so much they know both would try their best not to let the other die. They complete each other in such a versatile and complex way that I have yet to see. both being similar in their passion, concern, devotion to one another (or any friends/past lovers they had), both similar in this thirst for freedom and being their own person. Both similar in their connection to nature. Both similar in the hunger for the other's warmth (or their friends/former lovers), both similar in that thirst to live and feel and experience even if doing this will cost them a lot (Punk Storm lost a lot but damn, she gained a lot more, Logan is a trope codifier for that).

Both are different though, in the position they assume (Logan, for what I consider canon) never was the type to lead. He's the backup, the support, the main man but not the leader whereas Storm, although at times unsure, was born to rule. Different for she is the Air and he is the Earth. For she is areal and god-like and he's a commoner, an assassin, a feral. different for while she knows who she is and what she truly wants, she is always trying to tie everything together, contain her powers and refrain herself (sometimes) from being true to herself whereas Logan's thriving for this, He is loud about being himself, he'd do anything to manifest his very being because, yes, he's craving for being himself and yet it took him really long to actually piece himself back together, own his past, admit what he used to do, embrace who he became. not just a man and not an animal but a mix of both. it took him so long to be at peace with himself.

They have been partners, friends (maybe best friends), sometimes at opposing sides but one thing always remained: their loyalty towards each other. To me this is a solid ground to build a relationship, this is what makes it beautiful and so true.

Someone asked me lately what is the one thing that considers is vital in a relationship. how does love really manifests? I believe the question can't be contained in one word, one thing but loyalty might be that word. Of course, to pair with honesty. only when you truly are yourself that you can commit to someone for the long term. Loyalty makes you stick together with that person, loyalty makes you come back even after an argument because you know you can fix it. Loyalty is what makes you care about the other and push that person to be its best. Loyalty is the core, but what's a core without a body. The rest is important as well, but loyalty is what will make you stay even if you feel like an asshole and the one you love acts like one. you'll go past that because you know better.

I freaking really love this couple. freaking REALLY love this couple. and despite whatever you can bring to me, I choose to look at them like that  they inspire me to be a better person that's why émoticône smile émoticône heart

Just like before -Katarina x Asma x Marcos-

Katarina and Marcos belong to my friends and respective owners C. and J. Asma belong to me. 

xxx

She was sitting still on the chair, with her arms behind her back and her delicate hands entrapped with pearly beads. Her body was a work of art, one that Gaea was extremely proud of. He stared at her, with arms crossed over his chest while he was still holding the belt in his right hand, the very one that left red and hot marks on her soft skin.

A third player appeared and wrapped her arms around Death's waist. She kissed his shoulder blade and leaned her head against the hard and chiseled arm of her husband. It always was a game they loved to play together, the three of them. One where they could unleash their passion, blow some steam off, living their crazy fantasies. A moment none of them had enough lately, so when Asma finally visited the couple, they took the opportunity and soon clothes flew off, hands were tied up and feelings intensified.

"How do we begin?" -She asked, licking her glossy red lips as she played with the leather belt-

"I have a pretty good idea Vixxsin. She's ripe."

"Ohhh... I see.." She planted another kiss on his shoulder, leaving her red imprint on him as she walked towards the young woman with pink hair that was waiting on the stool. She was arching her back to expose her best assets and pretended not to be ready for what was coming next while she actually was begging for it. Elise bent slightly forward and grabbed her chin. "My.. my.. my.. what took you so long to come visit us?"

"......I don't know. Maybe I wanted to build things up to this moment? What do you think? Have I been a bad girl?" She mischievously asked, pouting a little bit, while her dark-haired lover grabbed her cheeks, ever so softly.

"I think you've been very very bad... very very bad."

Dr Doom, small analysis

credits to the wonderful artist! and Early goodnight from me ♥)

Dr Doom is definitely the villain I identify the most with. We share a lot in common, maybe more than I could ever admit.

I could go on and on about why I think we're kindred in spirit and behaviour but it would be too long and too personal. But I see him, in his complexity. So I'm just going to talk about him.

One could argue that he's an old-school one-dimensional villain and he might have been at the beginning. but he evolved, he became better fleshed out. He was not just a genius with a god-complex, he became much more.

Yes, he has a certain love for art, for grandiose, for purple prose but to me, he's a complex version of Dr Jekill and Mr Hyde, or of Frankenstein and his creature, of a man and monster. A man who has it all, really: he's a genius, he's wealthy, he's cunning and witty, he rules a country that is self-sufficient and very advanced. He could have had everything. But he doesn't.

he's very self-aware, self-conscious of what he looks like. he's been disfigured, vulnerable, cast away for his ambition. He is constantly challenged by a former friend/rival, lost his one true love to an arrogant prick, mocked upon if not feared for both his aggressive and dominant armour but also for his true self, the scarred man he is. They mock him, they attack him, they feel threatened by him but he doesn't care about it.

No... it's his reflection he dreads more. It's the broken and twisted image of himself that truly is his enemy. the physical scars and torn/burnt flesh is nothing but the representation of how he sees himself. He could heal, he could build the technology to repair the damages but either he chooses not to, either he doesn't even think about it. Why? he doesn't think he deserves this. it's self-imposed. He doesn't trust the world, it's true, he hates anyone who isn't a Latverian, but I believe he doesn't trust himself either. How could he? When he's DOOM?!

Does he live by his last name? does he live by the legend he built about himself? Maybe... Maybe not. Who really knows who Doom is? Why does he build so many copies of himself, only to have them smashed and destroyed in fights against his enemies? Isn't it...a way to see how it could feel for him to actually vanish from existence? Why does he lose? no, why does he ALLOW himself to lose? over and over again? if he was that smart, he should have already planned everything and defeated Reed and his folks. but he never did, or if he did, temporarily. I believe it's because of deep inside of him, it's something he can't allow himself to do. He can't win. He would never win because he doesn't deserve to.

Oh, he has ambition and he has his own agenda. I'm not saying he's a big softie here. I'm just thinking, There's more to him than some random plot to conquer the world or prove he's the best. I think, there's this huge scar, ripped open for all to see but only a few can notice it. Only a few can pierce through the armour he's created and see the man. Only a few can understand what he's going through.

Only a few...

journey into cosplaying: wanting to give up

I want to give up. It's been a very rough summer for me. especially June and August. I can't stand my face today, I don't even want to pay attention to it. I feel ugly and there are times when I feel okay. I don't understand. I don't understand why I even wanted to cosplay my character while there are others who can do it even better than me. Look at that waste of space and skin I am.....

I have zero costumes done, I shall be sewing them or have them sewn BUT I want to lose weight before, my vanity is this important. I want to be in a shape that makes me feel comfortable. but I haven't been to the gym for basically 2 full months. it's too much. I'm even skipping this first few days of October after having said I would want to.

Why can't I keep up my own promises?

Why is it so hard?

Why am I falling apart?

I don't want to give up though, I want to keep going. I need to cosplay. I bought the tickets anyway. Why spoil my fun? maybe it's because I'll be alone on that day? who cares? why should I care? it's for my own fun, I bought the tickets for god's sake.

I don't want to give up

Going through your old stories

And my god, not only the English was atrocious BUT the stories were as well. I feel so ashamed for writing them but at the same time, they reflect my mood of that time, my dreams and hope and how the character was shaped in the past. It's valuable, even if I'm mortified right now.