Showing posts with label uplifting. Show all posts
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Saturday, August 8, 2020

Tribute to RaSen

 

RaSen and I have been friends for several years now, actually since 2011. I am absolutely fond of them because as a person they've been so open-minded, so kind, so funny and fun to be with and taught me a lot. They motivated me early on in keeping sketching and improving (and I did improve a lot thanks to their constant support and motivation) so naturally, I ended up wanting to have work from her. Back in 2011, I was extremely broke (not fully out of the woods, but not suffocating either these days), so I have to thank my friends L. and D. for their kindness and willingness to get some artwork for me as well as they did get some for their characters.


I loved RaSen's style because it was pretty realistic and I was looking for a way to have a realistic version of my character Asma Jensen done by them. Talk about perfect. Back in the days, Asma Jensen was still a fanfiction character -I didn't dare dream of her own universe just yet, but she was already talking to me.- I tried her in several universes, through different names, but the one that stuck to her was the Marvel universe. [Those who are curious, can see a few artworks involving licensed characters winks] I am not going to shy away from those origins, yes, she was a marvel OC character. I felt the most comfortable with the X-men franchise, that spoke to me on different levels, I could be related to their struggle, I could relate to some of their traumas... I grew up with the x-men, so writing in that universe never was difficult for me. Asma quickly picked up and is mostly known as a Marvel OC online.. although word finally got out that she had her own universe and people are starting to see her less of an OC and more as my creator own character.:) phew!


Over the years, I was able to come together with her with a few requests. I wanted portraits of Asma and I wanted Wolverine and Asma. (The one with Cap was a gift to me, by my twin who wanted to see them together... yes, I know, how dare I make them an item?) Those are really special to me because for the first time, I was able to actively contribute and help her as she helped me. I could support her work and she gave me ten times what I gave her with her gorgeous illustration. She knows how to draw my character. She knows how to channel her emotions, either when she's stoic, or when she's smiling. Have you seen Asma and that smile? She has the best smile I've ever seen, bright, calm, happy. I know that I was actively trying to build myself back up after a traumatic event and seeing so much hope and positivity on my character, truly helped me. I loved the hair color, the skin color, Asma was gorgeous.


I am extremely fond of the two illustrations she did of Wolverine and Asma and Cap and Asma. Two different vibes, two different costumes, two different relationships. Wolverine and Asma always had that mentor/father/ brother/protegee/daughter/sister type of relationship. They worked well together, understood the other, always were blunt towards one another. Asma could pack punches and Wolverine could withstand them. He helped her with her anger issues, he guided her when she was lost, he comforted her when she needed it the most and he was always able to see through her silence and white lies. I enjoyed writing the two of them to discuss philosophy and the place people like them had in such a hostile world. She sometimes reasoned him, he sometimes brought her back to reason. They truly checked and balanced with each other. But they had some chemistry when they fought together and RaSen beautifully illustrated it. She went above and beyond for her friend and that moved me beyond tears. I still remember how I felt when she sent me the final file.


Asma and Captain America, in that small circle of friends who could read my fictions, they were quite popular. An item, as I said. My version of Cap was that of a man displaced in time, who struggled sometimes with how the world turned into, never waived from his convictions, still was traumatized by what he saw during War and progressively opened up to the new world and a potential new life too. He was a man married to the job -with a failure with Peggy Carter-, who allowed himself to try something else, to give himself a chance when Asma came into his life. They went from « short-term teammates » during a short stint as an Avenger, to « full-blown » the power couple, not without issues. I really loved to have their worlds clash a bit, have him fully grasp the ordeals mutants went through, the impossible complete acceptance from mankind, the traumas from war, slaughters, massacres and dehumanization. I liked to have them talk, openly talk about their emotions and beliefs, argue, reconcile, rejoice, experiment, and yes, have various types of intimacy. I really loved writing their story, so much so I spent 5 years on it. I love to see them together, to see them smile to each other, to have them hug. It's my favorite illustration to date with them.


Yes, I have moved from my early days as a fanfiction writer, but I really loved the memories, the joys, the excitement, the fear I felt when I was writing and enjoying my character in such a universe. I remember and love the feedback I got after each chapter, after each horrible what-if scenarios I wrote, after each loving moment..it was cathartic and to this day, helped me shape her personality and the character into her definitive version. Through the fiction, she became her own character and thanks to the likes of RaSen, I was able to put a face to my character and her world.


I wanted to give her tribute, because I've been holding back since 2015 but no more. I know you will read this, Nik, so whenever you're around, please know that I love you and I can't wait to see what you can come up with when you get back to drawing again. I love you so much. Thank you for all the emotions you gave me, for the joy, for your friendship, for our laughs, and for your care. <3 I love you, Always.


-May-

MOET : BURN OUT



He watched as she came home exhausted, holding back tears and fingers curled into fists.

He watched as she relaxed her body and peeled off the layers of exhaustion and pain.

She wouldn't say a word for they lied; she wouldn't cry a tear cause they dried.

But she knew he knew and he knew she was at the end of the rope, every single night.



For months he'd watched her light dull out. He watched her lose her colors due to stress

he knew how focused and invested she was, but he also saw how it backfired at her too.

For months he helped her through his, with love and care and affection. He really did.

So he knew, yes, he knew.



His heart was aching to see her this tired, yet amazed by her resilience.

He watched as she pushed herself further, harder and tried his best to help her not burn.

There were days he wasn't sure about it, he didn't know if he was helping her for real

he didn't know if it was enough, and doubt crept on his mind. He didn't know, but it was.



She knew that once she would be home, she would also be safe, she would always « be »

she knew that work wouldn't find her there, she wouldn't let her mind play silly games

She wouldn't let her failures define her nor would she forget how to breathe again.

He would remind her to exist, he would remind her to « be », and she loved him for this.



He knew loving her was a piece of work, it was never going to be easy yet he kept going.

He always told her that it wasn't asking too much from him to just be there for her

He always told her that he wanted to love her wholeheartedly and nothing could ruin it.

Not even her own head, not even her own doubts, not even her own fears.



She was a burning flame but he would make sure not to let her burn herself out.

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

you don't deserve it

You don't deserve an unhealthy relationship. You don't deserve to have someone who gets off by breaking you apart! You don't deserve that shit!
You don't deserve years of traumatism, years of building yourself back up, years of wondering if you're enough for someone. You don't deserve that shit!
You don't deserve to be unable to trust anyone or always envision the worst when you meet people. You don't deserve to stop mid-sentence because you're convinced something you're about to say is shitty or annoying or don't deserve to be heard! You don't deserve that shit!
You don't deserve to shield yourself from the world because you're sure that they'd be better off without you. You don't deserve to question every single new relationship you have because you're not sure you can make/keep healthy relationships!! YOU DO NOT DESERVE THAT SHIT!
You don't deserve to be bitter and pessimistic because "well, with the luck I have, I'll ever find someone who would want to kill me or someone who'll walk away because of who I am"! You don't deserve to have PTSD and panic attacks because someone gets close to you and you didn't notice, or when someone is nice to you and interested in a romantic way, or when something happens and reminds you of how you were abused. especially when it's a song! YOU DO NOT DESERVE THAT SHIT!
People always talk about abuse as if it was a joke or if the one who got into the relationship "should" have stepped up or left. You never got into one, how DARE you victim blame. The victim is already blaming themselves once they got out of it (which they shouldn't. because abuse is not an easy thing. most of the time they would play on your insecurities, and work their way to isolate you and keep you in that I give you crumbles of "love" so you owe me because nobody would ever love you, especially not like I do).
I can speak for myself but I'd rather not tear open a wound that hadn't stopped bleeding but I will speak for those who can't. You do not deserve any of that shit. regardless of the relationship, you are in (family, friends, romantic) you DO NOT DESERVE THAT SHIT. it's not on you, it's not on you and I really wish I could let you know how much you matter and how much you're important too.