and you may find your place to run to

a sideblog, wolverine & rogue centered, original content only

[alsoshelma]

To my followers...

A shout out to all the awesome people who have been subscribed to this blog for about two years. Thank you for sticking with me, thank you for all the likes, reblogs, thank you for every sweet message you sent me to show appreciation! You all become a part of my life, but unfortunately I have to abandon this sideblog, as well as other blogs connected with it. Real life, all the stuff. I have no time/energy/motivation/inspiration for filling this place with original contents. I’ve moved to another account (@annielefroy), and I would be happy if any of you decides to keep in touch with me. 

@englishmajor226​, @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus, guys, you are perfect, thank you so much for the support and love.

[alsoshelma]

Neither Gabrielle's schizophrenia, nor her periodic catatonic stupor, nor even terrifying childhood memories caused the most problems, but her desire to be independent. Her mental state was entirely up to Charles, and she hated those ties nearly as much as she admired him.

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Rogan Jane Eyre AU: I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.

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❝You know, Mary, there are animals in my head. They'd have eaten you if I'd let them. But I distil them from the prairies, I close the doors on the key. The animals are chained with the rusty chains of my soul.  And in the night my animals are tearing my skin and flesh in tatters,  And each of their fangs is sharpened, they play on the strings of my veins.  But still, by the way, although I’m de-energized You, up to lashes and dots, are the reason I'm alive. Run from me, Mary, hold to me closely. Hurry up, save yourself, Mary. Nothing will save you. After touching you, Mary, after having tried once, Animals that are living in my body, want more and more. You know, Mary... There is truth in wine and in a female body, In religion and in bed. But I found it in you. And even though today I warm up another woman’s blankets, My evil animals sleep and see you in every dream. Trust me, I won't be a spectator anymore, Hiding in my abode until the very last days. Mary, become a tamer  Of my wild aminals.❞

“Mary” by Gio Rosso Acoustic cover by Ann Kovtun in the original language [x]

to @englishmajor226​, @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus

[alsoshelma]

I had a dad. And a mom, I guess, right? Psychic, I'm guessing. And he, this thing, the monster, was his enemy. And they must have fought. My father, he must have won. And dad goes home. And there's me. I'm born. They somehow, they decided to give me away, right? I mean, did they know? Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe it wasn't about the monster. Maybe they just didn't want me.

[alsoshelma]

i think she’s a little taken with you...         she’s like you, very much like you

to @englishmajor226, @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus

[alsoshelma]

he lived for almost two centuries. some thought he was blessed. he thought he was damned. he never counted how many times he met his death, but only twice he was fortunate, when he faced it in the arms of two people, who were the only ones to love him truly, more than anyone ever did in both worlds...

for @englishmajor226, @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus

[alsoshelma]

Rogan 1810s Russian Empire/War & Peace AU: From the moment she recognized that dear, loved face, a new life force took possession of her and compelled her to speak and act apart from her own will. From the time he entered, her face became suddenly transformed. It was as if a light had been kindled in a carved and painted lantern and the intricate, skillful, artistic work on its sides, that previously seemed dark, coarse, and meaningless, was suddenly shown up in unexpected and striking beauty. For the first time all that pure, spiritual, inward travail through which she had lived appeared on the surface. 

dedicated to @hurtslikeyourmouth, @englishmajor226, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus, as always, with appreciation and gratitude.

[alsoshelma]

Alternate X2: As Stryker fails to use Laura, whom he calls his best creature, against Logan, the team successfully rescues professor Xavier without a loss. Right after that Logan leaves, however he isn’t going to roam alone anymore.  

to @englishmajor226, @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus

[alsoshelma]

Marie has always looked at her with tenderness, almost crying from the excess of the latter. Afterwards Laura constantly blamed herself for the horrible behavior — mom left “Eden” for the most ordinary routine, with that monotonous mode of life of the average incomplete family, sold a posh apartment in cozy St. Catharines, just to avoid financial problems with Laura’s studying in future. (x) 

to @hurtslikeyourmouth, @englishmajor226, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus

[alsoshelma]

Wolverine & Rogue in X-Men: The Last Stand Listen, if you wanna go, then go. Just be sure it’s what you really want. 

to @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @roguelotus & @englishmajor226

[alsoshelma]

old timeline, 2024 — 2029, new timeline.

dedicated to @hurtslikeyourmouth, @rey-of-luke, @englishmajor226, @roguelotus

[alsoshelma]

Logan, please… To say we always had a thing for each other, craziness to say I always wanted to do this… This is crazy. I don’t care.

X-Men #169  — Golgotha 

[alsoshelma]

sometimes we kill the ones we love,  sometimes we make them live

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“Honestly, you’re the creepiest guy I’ve met, and now it’s not about your hair. Why are you following me everywhere… I forgot your name.”

It would be a way easier without him, especially now, in New York, with a bunch of federals chasing her.

“Oliver LeBeau. Once my mother told me that if I stayed completely alone I would better be searching for Wolverine.”

“Why?” He’d rather not choose anything sentimental to respond.

“She said he would never refuse helping her son.”

“I have nothing to do with our parents’ debts.”

“There was no debt, mom and Mr. Howlett were close friends.” Seems like this half-French goner really believes in what he is saying. Maybe, it is true.

“So, what do you need from me then?” Laura smirks.

“Your help, of course. I need to find the X-Men, they’re in again.”

[alsoshelma]

Yes I keep it all inside, all the thought that cross my mind. I do all the things I regret and we don't want that...

[alsoshelma]

“Laura, girl, answer me! Where the hell are you, child?”