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OR you can request for an "as told by Luis".

Either one I'll do.

News! Good news, great news.

I'm starting my exams on the 11th onward!

I am genuinely hopeful I will pass them. I know that I've been bit of a ghost on tumblr most of this year, but I've been prepping.

It's not necessary, dont do it if you dont wanna, but I'm asking from the bottom of my heart for everyone that sees this to reblog and add their own little thing, like a gif or a drawing or anything. I just wanna finish my exams when they're done, open tumblr and see the massive amount of reblongs and notifications.

Like I said, it's not necessary if you don't wanna, but it's something I wanna look forward to in June.

Love you all, you're all amazing, I'll see you guys in June!

Byeeee (again)

I open tumblr and see three notifications.

I realise that no one misses me.

Was I a joke to this community? Someplace where people forgot me?

I know I havent posted in ages, but I have exams coming up.

I just want to open tumblr, sometimes, and see that people miss me and care about me.

This isn't a complain.

It's just...

A thought, I guess.

I like the thought of people missing me, the thought of seeing so many notifications, because it makes me smile, knowing that people do care still, that they do care.

That I'm not just some...footnote in someone's story.

...

Sometimes I wonder if I care.

Is this just so I can feel like I'm not abandoned by a community I love?

I'm terrified of the thought of being abandoned.

So, I previously had an AI image of her. I had a rough drawing of her, and after hours of work, I present her, on ibis paint, my new art program!

This is Eleanor Asher, and her Wolf thing, Kaelthorn, another oc I've made.

This is her character sheet:

Appearance

Eyes: Moss-green with gold flecks that glow faintly when her mutation activates

Hair: Dark brown, slightly wavy, shoulder-length; often tied back messily when moving fast

Skin: Warm olive with faint freckles across her nose and shoulders

Build: Lean, athletic—runner’s muscles, not bulky

Notable detail: Pale, branching markings along her ribs and spine (normally invisible, faintly luminous when she uses her powers)

Clothes

Cropped leather or canvas jacket (yours nailed this already—keep it)

Fitted sleeveless top for mobility

Reinforced leggings or tactical pants

Knee-high boots with flexible soles (quiet, agile)

Fingerless gloves

A thin cord necklace with a small carved fang charm (not decorative—symbolic)

Personality

Quietly confident, not loud about her strength

Observant—she notices everything

Dry humor, understated but lethal

Protective to a fault once she lets someone in

Doesn’t trust easily, but when she does, it’s permanent

Likes

Running through forests at dawn

Cold air and rain

Hand-carved tools and charms

Quiet company

Dislikes

Crowded cities

Being underestimated

Loud arrogance

Anyone who treats animals as expendable

Authority that demands obedience without respect

Quirks

Sleeps better outdoors than indoors

Taps her fingers against fur or wood when thinking

Tilts her head like her wolf when assessing someone

Smiles only when she really means it—rare but devastating

Talents

Exceptional tracker

Silent movement (nearly impossible to hear when focused)

Hand-to-hand combat using momentum rather than brute force

Survival skills: navigation, foraging, shelter-building

Passions

Protecting mutant-run wilderness zones

Preserving old mutant myths and forgotten places

Training young mutants who don’t fit “hero” molds

Scent

Pine resin

Rain-soaked earth

A faint electric warmth when her powers are active

Aesthetics

Forest twilight

Wind through leaves

Bioluminescent moss

Claw marks on stone

Freedom over safety

Flower

Wolf’s Bane (Aconite)

Dangerous. Beautiful. Protective. Perfect symbolism.

Color

Deep Teal + Moss Green

Balanced between wild and calm.

Her Mutation

Symbiotic Wildbond

She can psychically and biologically bond with a single apex creature, sharing:

Heightened senses

Emotional states

Reflexes and instincts

She doesn’t control her companion.

They choose each other.

Overuse causes:

Sensory overload

Emotional bleed (she feels what he feels—pain included)

The Wolf (Her Companion)

Name: Kaelthorn

Appearance

Massive, horned wolf with layered blue-teal fur

Glowing gold eyes when bonded

Antler-like horn structures that conduct and amplify mutant energy

Nature

Highly intelligent

Protective but not aggressive without reason

Views Remy with suspicion at first… then reluctant approval

Ability

Can absorb excess kinetic or mutant energy through his horns and fur

Acts as a stabilizer when Elowen is near overload

Moves unnaturally fast, almost like slipping between moments

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First: the big one

Remy dies in xmen 97. We know this. But what if he lived?

And not in a cheap way.

His mutation is unstable but adaptable

He’s always been about risk, sacrifice, and consequences

Survival would come at a cost

Which is where Elowen fits perfectly.

How she finds him (this part? chef’s kiss)

After the explosion:

He’s flung far from the battlefield

Severely burned, mutation misfiring, energy poisoning his own body

He can’t move much without triggering more pain

Elowen doesn’t find “the famous X-Man.”

She finds:

A half-conscious man

Radiating unstable energy

Trying—and failing—to joke through the pain

Her instincts kick in. Kaelthorn reacts first.

That’s the sign she trusts.

She doesn’t ask questions.

She acts.

Tending to him (quiet, intimate, earned)

This is where it gets good emotionally

She grounds his excess kinetic energy through Kaelthorn’s horns

Keeps him alive with herbs, cold water, and constant monitoring

Speaks softly, not because he’s weak, but because pain listens

Remy, used to:

Noise

Chaos

Drama

…finds himself healing in silence.

And that’s where he starts falling. Not all at once. Slowly. Quietly. Without realizing it.

Why he falls for her (this is important)

Not because she saves him.

But because:

She never treats him like a legend

Never asks him to explain himself

Never flinches at what he’s capable of

She sees the man after the bravado burns off.

And Remy?

That messes him up in the best way.

Late-night rides on Kaelthorn

Picture it:

Moonlight filtering through trees

Remy still weak, sitting behind her

Hands hovering at first—he’s unsure, unsteady

She just says:

“Hold on. He won’t let you fall.”

Kaelthorn runs like the forest itself is moving.

Remy laughs—soft, real, unguarded.

Probably for the first time since before the fight.

That’s the moment he realizes:

Oh. I’m not just alive. I’m safe.

Poker lessons

He teaches her how to shuffle

She’s terrible at bluffing at first

He teases her relentlessly

Then—plot twist— She starts reading him.

His tells

His pauses

His fake confidence

And one night, she wins without cheating.

He just stares at the cards, then at her, and laughs like:

“Chérie… Gambit done taught you too well.”

That’s affection. That’s respect. That’s love brewing.

Why this works in X-Men ’97 specifically

The show is about loss, survival, and rebuilding

Elowen represents a life outside constant war

She doesn’t pull Remy away from the X-Men

She gives him something worth coming back from

Gargoyle

There I was, sat in the dirt,

Again once more but more so hurt,

My joints, ohnthry ache,

But I will remain, oh-so fake,

My fangs, still hidden behind stone-clad hands,

Hiding the monster I never planned.

Eyes are still closed as I listen in wake,

A shovel, so cruelly, planted in the ground like a stake,

The birds, they chirp no more,

The dogs bark, but no longer a roar,

The ants chitter, softer than before.

I kept my eyes closed, for I know they'd fear,

The monster within me, ever so near.

The moss crawled up my arms,

I stayed still, I swore I'd never cause harm,

I hear my evil.

Not see it,

Or speak it.

Only hear.

There I was, sat in the dirt,

Again once more, ever so hurt,

My cries for help are smothered by,

The hands that once held you,

IT HAS BEEN A HOT MINITE MINUTE SINCE I HAVE SURFACED! but wow! I just wanna say, happy 2026! I know its late, but it's gunna be a great year.

I haven't posted on my stories lately, because I literally have a mock math GCSE in less than five days. I'm nervous and I'm studying as much as I can.

but I wanna say, I love you lil people who read and look at my random posts. I really appreciate you. And I love how you all love my stories and characters. Without you lot, I'd probably still be a girl, just without much access to fanfics and no where to post my stuff.

So, I have, like, millions of ocs, but these five are my favourite.

Their mutants because I can't leave the X-Men universe alone.

Astra had the mutation of nightmare manipulation (her codename; Nightjar)

Lenora is based on The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe, so she can summon this giant raven that cursed people (Codename; Nevermore)

Cal is a jester and has reality warping. She's nuts. (Codename; Joker)

Luna controls stars, moons and planets (codename; Starlight)

I am alive, I swear to god!

I was on holiday for, like, three weeks, I'm currently jetlagged and Christmas is coming up, so... Sorry, but I won't be posting till, like, mid January? Early January? Idk 😭

I didn't post on holiday because... Well, I was on holiday. And I'm not posting during the Christmas period because... Christmas.

I do have GCSEs during 2026, and I'm gunna be putting all of my time into studying and all that boring shiz. (Wicked joke. Gettit? 😜), but I do want to work on more on A Midsummer Nights Nightmare and Shadows Uncovered, I just... Gotta have time, I guess? 😅

number one: Tony is absolutely petrified of small rodents. Like, squeal like a girl and leap into the nearest persons arms (which 90% of the time happens to be Bruce, as the small rodents always seem to appear when Tony is alone with Bruce)

And then one day, Tony isn't with Bruce and a mouse appears. Steve is stood nearby doing Steve stuff. Tony screams and jumps into Steve's arms in fear. Steve being the big teddy bear he is, is just confused, before realising Tony is genuinely petrified of rodents.

So, he asks Scott, Natasha and Bucky to help him remove any small rodents that accidentally get into the compound. Tony never knows, if course, about what Steve was doing for him.

Number two: Steve is an absolute mum to the team.

Especially the women.

Like, he'll sit down with Wanda while she goes through hormonal anger and stuff, and when her menstrual cycle starts, Steve just knows what to get.

But one day he's on a misson, and Wanda goes to Bucky, who's wide eyed with no idea what he's doing. So he calls Steve, asking for help, and Steve just goes into detail what is needed, if it's the start of the middle of end, then Bucky hangs up, grabs one of each, mumbling about difficult color coding and returns with the stuff for Wanda, who looks baffled why there's so much tampons and pads

number three: the Avengers are a bi and pan team, and are secretly in a poly relationship with each other (not Peter. Peter is Tony's adopted child). Secretly, because off the press caught wind of this?

Damage.

So civil war was like the divorce/break up 😂😂😂

Wade duct-taped to a neon chair while Cyclops says, “We just tryna make you go viral, bro. Hashtag #SigmaPool!” and Gambit adds, “C’mon, mon ami, just hit the griddy one time, for the fans.”

Wade’s eyes twitch behind the mask. “Okay, okay… deep breaths. This isn’t real. This is just… another corporate reboot. I can survive this. I survived Origins. I can survive anything.”

Then Jean Grey floats by and chirps, “You’re literally not based, Deadpool.”

He stares straight into the camera: “Not based? I invented based. I was peak internet humor before you all crawled out of the TikTok primordial soup!”

He breaks free mid-scene, sprints through the studio lot, tears open the green screen — and there it is: behind the fake CGI school lies the 20th Century Fox logo, dusty and broken. He falls to his knees. “Take me back… to 2016. When ‘maximum effort’ meant something. When the jokes were edgy, not algorithms."

Then the Disney security drones surround him, chanting, “Content! Content! Content!” Wade raises his katanas, screaming, “Not today, Mickey!”

The screen fades into grayscale, that eerie old Steamboat Willie whistle echoing through the smoke. Out of the shadows waddles Mickey himself—eyes empty, gloves pristine, holding a stack of contracts thicker than Deadpool’s script rewrites.

Each page bears one cursed name: Ryan Reynolds. Deadpool freezes. His katanas drop.“…No. No, you can’t be here. You’re public domain now!”

Mickey grins wider, voice distorted like a warped VHS: “Gawrsh, buddy… you think that means you’re free? You’ll make me money forever, pal."

Cue Deadpool’s muffled sobs as he clutches a chimichanga to his mask, whispering,“F*** you, Ryan. You sold my soul for mouse ears and marketing synergy.”

And the camera pans out as the Steamboat Willie theme slows even more—off-key, metallic, like a haunted carousel. Mickey’s silhouette looms over Wade, contract in hand. Steamboat Willie whistle going all distorted and echoey—Deadpool’s trying to reload his guns, sobbing through the mask, “I didn’t sign up for this, I just wanted to make fart jokes and kill Nazis!”

Then Mickey, deadpan, eyes glowing Disney blue: “Fart jokes? Nazis? We prefer brand-safe mischief now, buddy.”He snaps his fingers—boom!—the world turns into pastel colors, Wade’s suit becomes bubblegum pink, the blood turns into confetti.

He looks around, horrified: “…Oh god. They gave me a PG-13 filter. I can’t even say—” *BEEEEEP.* Roll credits.

Post-credits scene; Ryan Reynolds himself sipping tea next to Mickey, grinning: “Hey, it’s showbiz, pal.”

For those of you who enjoy the random stuff I post on here, I'm sorry I haven't been active lately. I've been binge watching a lot of Marvel, and... I haven't exactly been happy with myself.

I know it's been... Weeks, and I'm gunna be unactive once more in a couple of weeks.

I'm sorry A Midsummer Nights Nightmare part 3 hasn't came yet.

I'm sorry chapter 3 of Shadows Uncovered hasn't been worked on.

I've just been unmotivated and busy binge watching and not that happy.

But I am sorry.