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@rcguevariant
(Mostly dash only) Independent RP blog for an AU variant of Anna Marie aka Rogue. Mostly headcanon based. Mun and muse 21+. OC friendly.
As told by Becca/Bex
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OOC; PSA
I just made an Ava Starr/Ghost RP blog. The url is @ghcstxlady
That's right, it's munday, isn't it? In that case, here's some mun pics
Thunderbolts*
@afliictionbound :
𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 + John Walker
And there it is, the question she knew was coming sooner or later. There's some part of her that thinks this is the whole reason Caly suggested they play this game in the first place, a convenient excuse to ask the question. They could be doing anything on their girls' night in, watching tv, playing board games, but of course, Rogue had agreed to this for some unknown reason or another. Maybe somewhere deep down, she actually wants to talk about it, even if she doesn't want to admit it.
She considers trying to dance around the question, brush it off, but she'd agreed to the rules of the game, and, as silly as it may seem in this scenario, she's never been one to break her word. She raises a brow at the redhead. "Caly, you're a menace, ya know that?" Though there's no real bite in her tone, not really.
Anna Marie lets out a small sigh of resignation. "Smash, alright? Ah'd definitely smash John Walker given the chance. There, are ya happy? Is that what ya wanted me to say?"
@rcguevariant liked for a starter with John
Yelena had said this was a good thing. Another on the team would only make them stronger. But John didn't know how he felt about it. They had barely made it through their first big fight and weren't exactly the cohesive team the original Avengers were. They were a mess of mish-mashed misfits thrown together and pushed out the door while being told to save the world. No pressure. He wasn't exactly a team player, not since Lemar was killed. There was one thing he knew for sure and that was adding another to the team would do them no good.
"John Walker. U.S. Agent." The introduction was tightlipped with arms crossed over his chest as he stared down at her. "Don't get comfy. You won't be staying long."
Rogue certainly hadn't expected the team to welcome her with open arms, far from it, in fact. She had trust issues herself, so she understood being wary of strangers. She wasn't exactly used to interacting with others, having lived a life of relative solitude up until now, even if it was somewhat self-imposed. But Yelena approached her about joining their team, which meant she obviously thought she could contribute to the team in some way, right? As for Anna Marie herself, she wasn't sure why she agreed, honestly. Maybe she was tired of running, drifting, maybe she wanted to make a difference for once. Or maybe loneliness was finally catching up to her after living the way she had for so long, no matter how necessary she saw it as.
And though she wasn't exactly surprised by the man's introduction, she wasn't about to let his attitude go unmatched. She placed her hands on her hips, brow raising slightly as her lips twisted into a condescending frown. "Rogue. Just Rogue. And Ah reckon we'll just have to see about that, won't we, Mister Walker?"
If the whole superhero gig didn't work out (again) then she could really make a great living working as an actor at a haunted house attraction. Her ghost act was spookily spot on.
Up through the floor she rose, up, and up, until her feet hovered over the floor... and she dropped down with the grace that years of dancing and butt-kicking had provided her. Her smile had widened into a warm grin, as she raised her hand and proudly showed off the beers she was holding.
"If anyone asks, this is not Logan's stash. Or we just say Bobby did it - he owes me for covering for him last time." Though who was keeping count, really? "Lockheed really stole them, anyway."
A soft sigh, and she ran her free hand through her hair. It almost felt like they were being run ragged lately. Everything was non-stop. This brief moment in time seemed miraculous, it seemed like a stolen moment. If she lingered on that thought she'd feel guilty about just sitting down for a few beers, and soft drinks, and snacks with her friend. Or at least, that is how Kitty might have thought previously. She had learnt that she deserved these softer, happier moments - just as Rogue deserved it, too.
"I feel it's been ages since we've been able to just sit and chat. I'm not really sure what to chat about now," she joked, grinning over at the other. "Though I'm pretty certain I'll come up with something."
"We could reminisce about the past? Like, hey, remember that time someone let Emma Frost teach Ethics? Gives me nightmares to think about that." Kitty was rambling, and she'd not even had a drink yet. But she was HAPPY. There was something nice about this, about stealing the old guys beers and getting ready to settle down for a nice night in with someone important. Hell, they could throw on some old, crappy horror film, or silly comedy. It was just nice to be like this.
kitty is super happy to chat to @rcguevariant
One would think Rogue would be used to seeing Kitty appear through a random wall or a floor, but somehow, it still managed to catch her off guard at least a little every time. She raised a brow slightly when she caught sight of the beers in Kitty's hand, a small amused grin tugging at the corners of her lips at the other woman's words. "Of course, Lockheed stole 'em, not the girl who can walk through walls, right?" she joked.
Anna Marie couldn't deny that she could certainly use a break from everything, even just for a night, and spending some time with a friend and colleague could be fun, a girls' night in, so to speak. She wasn't much of a beer drinker, but Kitty had gone to the trouble of stealing them from Logan, so maybe she could suffer it just this once. Or maybe she'd opt for tea or a soft drink instead.
Either way, it would be nice to steal a few moments of normalcy sitting down and catching up with Kitty. Those moments are few and far between, so she makes sure to take advantage of them when she can, and she doesn't feel guilty about it in the least. "It has been awhile, hasn't it?" She pretends to consider the other woman's offer for a moment before a warm grin stretches across her face. "Alright, I reckon Ah can spare some time out of mah busy schedule to hang out with ya for a while. What do ya have in mind?"
Big sweaters and lacy lingerie underneath
KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.
REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!
name: Rebecca. Becca, Bex, or Becky for short.
pronouns: she/her/hers
preference of communication: Usually tumblr DMs just because I'm not all that active on Discord. That being said, I do have Discord, and my mutual are welcome to ask for it. I also sometimes have the tendency to make comments in the tags of certain threads about things regarding that thread.
name of muse(s): Anna Marie aka. Rogue
best experience: Honestly, it's probably the relationships I form with my writing partners once I ACTUALLY get brave enough to reach out to them (or they get tired of waiting and reach out to me first, lol). For example, @freedomshaped is a long-time online friend of mine. I've also been writing with @biblicallyaccuratemarvel / @afliictionbound / @piinkviscera for quite a while, and consider them to be an online friend as well. Honorable mention to @alwaysxinxtrouble because I really like writing with them and I'm becoming more comfortable talking to them as well.
rp pet peeves / dealbreakers: Probably my biggest pet peeve is cliques/clique-iness, where someone writes with a certain group/clique and won't even give anyone else a chance. I dealt with enough clique bullsh*t way back in high school; I don't have time for that anymore now than I did then. Another pet peeve of mine is drama and people who create it. It also irritates me when people post political things on their blog. Politics is something no one's ever going to agree on; it's just going to cause problems and drive an unnecessary wedge between people who could have otherwise had fun writing together. Please, I beg you🙏; I come here to get away from the stress of that and have fun.
muse preferences: Usually, female muses just because I can identify better with them, so I feel I'm able to write them more authentically. Most, if not all of my muses up until now, have all been original characters of mine. I like having that creative freedom when it comes to developing the character that you just don't get when it comes to already existing characters. That's why my Rogue is my own variant, my own version of her, if you will, mostly headcanon-based and taking inspiration from multiple different versions of her. That being said, I'd kinda like to write Ava Starr/Ghost as well.
long or short replies: I try to match my writing partner's reply length as best I can because I always feel guilty if they write a whole lot and I write not even half the length of it.
best time to write: There's no particular time that I do my writing. I write any time I have both the time and inspiration. I work evenings/nights four days a week, plus I do have at least some semblance of a personal life,😆 so whenever I find the time and have the inspiration to do so. My inspiration tends to come and go a lot due to my ADHD, so, you know.
are you like your muse(s): I think I'm a lot like her, yeah. It's probably the reason I always identified with her so deeply even back when I was a kid and watched the original X Men Animated Series. (I can't stand what X-Men 97 has done to her, but that's a can of worms I'm not gonna open here and now.) The comics version of Rogue and her other iterations, though, I definitely see myself in, especially the X Men Evolution version of her, which is why my version takes quite a bit of inspiration from that.
I'm spunky and sassy, and I also know too well what it's like to feel isolated and lonely, to distance yourself from everyone else. I was bullied growing up, so, aside from my family, I lived a very isolated life. Even now, I struggle to interact with people and connect with people; I'm much better with it than I used to be, but I still struggle with it. Also, I suffer from a few different mental illnesses, so I know what it's like to be at war with your own mind, to get lost in your own mind amongst the chaos.
Tagged by: @euphoriabled
Tagging: @agtwalker @protectxthem @vuulpecula @us4gent @emmatriarchy @sunchascd @snntry and any one else who wants to (I wanna learn about and talk to all my mutuals; I'm just very anxious when it comes to reaching out)
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I really want a verse where my Rogue joins The Thunderbolts* New Avengers.
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 " 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 “ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 .
The New Avengers.
THUNDERBOLTS* Directed by Jake Schreier (2025)
Rogue may act aloof, but, show her a little bit of (romantic) love and she will absolutely melt. She's spent most of her life distanced from people both people both physically and emotionally. She's starved for it and absolutely craves it, even though getting her to actually admit it will be like pulling teeth.
@sunchascd - Gambit :
🫂 to pick my muse up and twirl them around.
Gestures of affection meme
Rogue had almost lost track of how long it had been since Remy had left on the mission. It was almost as if the days all blurred together anymore. It wasn't as if she was some lovesick girl waiting around for him to come back, at least, that's what she told herself. She had her own life, of course, but this time, he would be away a particularly long time. She'd never admit that she missed him, not to him or anyone else; if asked, she'd likely use the excuse that things were just particularly boring without him around.
But, when he surprised her by coming home early, it was plain to see there was more to it than that; it was written all over her face. Her expression was one of pure joy, as if she hadn't just spent the last however long he'd been gone moping around. When he outstretched his arms to her, she ran to him with no hesitation, not bothering to even try to appear aloof. A soft huff of laughter escaped her when he picked her up in his arms and twirled her around. It felt like all was right with the world.
A wide smile was fixed firmly on her face, one that would likely remain there for at least the rest of the day. "Remy, but, Ah thought... Ah thought you weren't supposed to be back for at least another few weeks..."
