#{{ muse : Gambit }}

[captin-azoth]

IIII HAVE BRAINROT~

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I HAAAVE BRAINROT~

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[emmatriarchy]

X-Treme X-Men V1 #18

[jadevine]

Deadpool and Wolverine musings, Part 1 - On Deadpool knowing he’s Deadpool, the Worst Wolverine, and a Hero That Never Was: How the theme of failure in "Deadpool And Wolverine" hits too close to home for another would-be actor.

--- So now that I've processed Deadpool and Wolverine, it really hurts to see the theme of failure and being “the one who’s WATCHING people be awesome” woven through the story. You probably know someone like me, dear readers. I have big dreams, but no big friends or big bank account to pull them off.

The Deadpool franchise’s nature as a self-aware side of the Marvel Universe folds painfully into my own experiences as an artist.

As usual for Deadpool, the start of the movie is a wild ride: We open on him desperately digging up Wolverine’s grave from the end of “Logan,” because Deadpool needs Wolverine’s help--and he’s in serious denial that Wolverine died. Turns out that yes, he did. And Deadpool ends up fighting some furious Time Variance Authority soldiers… with Logan’s decaying skeleton. To the hilariously unfitting song of “Bye Bye Bye” by NSYNC.

Millennials, we can feel old now. I remember when NSYNC was rolling out their CDs in the early 2000s, and when I decided I was too cool for NSYNC anymore, I threw that shit away. Apple is now laughing at me for buying this one song again, twenty years later.

We then get plunged into an explanation of why Deadpool is desperate for Logan’s help, and boy howdy, does he need HELP.

--

Wade and Vanessa started having relationship issues between Deadpool 2 and this movie, so he tried to sign up for the Avengers to give his life purpose. In his interview with Happy Hogan (HELLO, SIR, IT’S GREAT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!! WADE, SHUT UP ABOUT HAPPY BEING A CHAUFFEUR!!!), Wade says he wants to be an Avenger because “he needs it.” Why? Deadpool sure loves the battles that the Avengers are known for, but I don’t think he wants to be an Avenger JUST for violence or glory. There’s one MORE thing that the Avengers are known for: Being friends. And with it, being LOVED.

The running theme in Deadpool’s movies is his nagging insecurity and loneliness. In the comics and movies alike, he is constantly trying to join the X-Men or the Avengers, but his main problem is… Deadpool himself! You are your own worst enemy, as the saying goes.

He’s ruthlessly good at killing, loves his gallows humor, and he’s reckless as hell. The usual expression that someone’s weird/crazy is “having a wire (or a few wires) loose,” but Deadpool’s like an electric rat-king of jumbled wires. (A cash register at my work has one of those bad boys. I am constantly worried if it’s okay.) Later in the movie, Wolverine thinks Deadpool has ADHD because of how insufferably chatty he is, and while Deadpool’s constantly called “crazy” because other characters just don’t like him, fan speculations and writer depictions abound on what KIND of mental disorder he might have.

As TV Tropes would put it, Deadpool is “The Friend Nobody Likes.” Other heroes tolerate him because he’s skilled, but not many LIKE HIM. And he is all too aware of it, especially in the films, so by the time of Deadpool and Wolverine, he WANTS to be a hero.

As I mentioned before, he says to Happy that he NEEDS to be an Avenger.

But Happy tells him, “The Avengers don’t do the job because they need it, they do the job because people need THEM. Understand the difference?”

Many Avengers fans understand the core of the Avengers, and of the superhero genre as a whole.

I did not miss the shots in Happy’s office of notable objects in the main Marvel Cinematic Universe--and maybe Wade was looking at them, too. We call those “Easter eggs” because people will scour the film for them.

-Tony’s very first heart reactor, with the engraving of “Proof that Tony Stark has a heart.”

-One of Captain America’s old shields.

-Old pieces of Iron Man’s armor.

-A photo of Tony himself and Peter Parker.

Then comes the hurt-y part: “Please, Mr. Hogan, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life like an annoying one-trick pony.” Ouch, Wade. I am all too familiar with the sense of failure, and feeling like I annoy everyone by existing.

So Happy says to Wade, “The problem might be that you’re reaching a little too high. Aim for the middle and you’ll never miss. I think you got a good heart, I believe what you’re saying, but not everyone’s the world-saving type. Shoot for the middle and you’ll never miss.”

And after he’s rejected, Wade officially breaks up with Vanessa. WHY, motherfuckers?! THEY ARE MY POWER COUPLE!

So with no Vanessa and no Avengers, Wade becomes increasingly insecure/depressed, and he leaves the Deadpool work behind and takes a car-sales job with his former X-Force teammate Peter to pay the bills. If that is not an allegory for the constant misery of being an artist who doesn’t know anyone important, and doesn’t have the money to make knowing important people EASIER, I don’t know what is.

I spent years trying to get people to read my novel drafts on Wattpad so I can get them cleaned up and published for real, and then I could be a REAL FUCKING WRITER. And that wore me out, because I’m not a marketer and I’m already introverted. I spent years not being able to afford updated headshots to audition for shows, so I could finally be a REAL FUCKING ACTOR and do something that wasn’t a college production… but after I finally got new headshots, guess what happened? I’M STUCK AT MY DAY-JOB TO GET MONEY.

While I’m trying to be a real fucking actor and a real fucking novel writer, I’ve combined them into an unholy sandwich, by writing a superhero story that deconstructs the idea of “who gets to be called a hero, and who’s just a gangster/vigilante?” It involves the Tagalog deities being stuck in California as undocumented immigrants.

I feel like I asked every Filipino theater I know of about workshopping this script or giving it a reading or two when the draft is done. Like, I’m Filipino-American and I’m writing about Filipino mythology and Asian-American superheroes--I don’t expect people to spring a whole production onto the stage when I say go, but surely people would want to check my script out or keep tabs on me? Something to get the ball rolling?

But that involves having GOOD luck, and I don’t seem to have any. The theaters who bothered to answer me say it sounds cool, but they don’t have the resources, or how this script is expensive to pull off, so I’ll need to find someone willing to take a risk and fund my production.

I wanted to fucking laugh at those folks, because that means THEY’RE not willing to risk things for me. I want to laugh because if I don’t, I’m gonna murder something.

As Deadpool said in his very first movie: "Fake laugh, hiding real pain."

PEOPLE SAY THEY CAN’T AFFORD ME? WHEN I SPENT YEARS HUMILIATING MYSELF, ASKING IF SELFIES WERE OKAY TO USE FOR AUDITIONS, BECAUSE I COULDN’T AFFORD TO UPDATE MY THEATER HEADSHOTS?

This one time, I could have gone to Canada for a writing conference. It was about how Filipinos and the Filipino diaspora use their culture and spirituality as inspiration for their work. I sent them an email about my poetry and writing, and I didn’t really think they’d answer me, so I was pleasantly surprised when someone DID answer, and they thought my work sounded beautiful!

But then they said I’d have to get to Canada, pay the attendance fee, find a hotel and get from a city (either Toronto or Ottawa) to the buttfuck wilderness of a regional park, where the conference was actually being HELD.

So I said (politely), “Oh, I didn’t realize you wanted to hold a conference in Canada, but had no way to… GET NON-LOCAL SPEAKERS TO THE CONFERENCE. I figured you’d be handling at least some of the costs. I won’t be able to go, then.”

One of my friends, bless her heart, started a GoFundMe on my behalf. It went nowhere, so neither did I, but she tried. Another of my friends said it felt really messed up that they wanted me to pay the attendance fee AS A SPEAKER.

In my only bout of less-bad luck, I submitted some angry decolonizing poetry about the Tagalog gods to a show halfway across the state, and the team absolutely loved it… but that was before I had updated headshots. When the recent Facebook memories with a photo of the brochure showed up, I got to see my fucking Facebook selfie smack in the middle of everyone else’s nice, professional headshots, and that really stings.

I wish I was like Deadpool, and I had some time-traveling friends to go back and replace it with one of my REAL headshots. But I can’t spend all my time cringing, so I’m not only writing my stories, but saving up to pay 50-100 actors for a table reading.

I GET ONE SHOT AT GETTING MY SCRIPT OFF MY LAPTOP AND INTO THE WORLD. ONE SHOT THAT’S GONNA HURT MY BANK ACCOUNT. MAXIMUM EFFORT IS MY STATE’S MINIMUM HOURLY WAGE, MOTHERFUCKERS.

And that’s probably going to be my only shot. I don’t know anyone in theater professionally, because I never got a chance to WORK WITH anyone professionally.

For my script, I have three or five Filipino actor “friends” (more like acquaintances) whose shows I’ve watched a few times, so I told them how I have a superhero script that I’d love to get a reading for when the first draft’s finished, and I will pay everyone for a table reading in a couple months. And if they have ten or fifteen more friends of varying ethnicities, please ask them if they think my script sounds cool as well.

I hope I didn’t sound too desperate.

I try not to outwardly beg, but I don’t have a good gauge on that. I was the only Filipino in my theater class for years, so I never knew how to TALK about my extremely Filipino-oriented urban-fantasy, or if my stuff was ACTUALLY good or just weird. I went to open mics for a short but lovely few months, before I had to stop.

I couldn’t even afford MONTHLY TRIPS to read my work. Not only for no pay, but I had to pay AN ENTRY FEE and deal with the parking in this driving hellhole of a state. And then being a BROKE Filipino who still lives with my mom and works in food service? I always feel like I’m begging for scraps of attention.

I love art.

I love making art.

But with so many things depending on who you know--whether you can afford to go to shows, or go to school, or go to parties so you can FIND people to know--art really makes you feel shitty and poor sometimes.

My friends and about twenty or so Wattpad reviewers like my work, and they say I’m a great writer. It always makes me feel nice.

But when I try to get someone IN POWER, someone with MONEY, to check out my work and say the same things, that’s where I start feeling like Wade in the Avengers Tower--so close to the heroes I’ve heard about my whole life, seeing the things they use, the photos of people they love--and begging the doorman to let me be a hero, too.

[thwipsthrown]

"Gambit tell you what, sha', dis is bullshit. 'Gambit' is IN de title. Fuck i'he?"

[celadons-penultimate]

Just imagine a BISHOP solo (ongoing?) comic series, starring Lucas Bishop (duh) w/ this supporting cast

-Shard Bishop

-X.S.E. partners Randall & Malcolm

-Frenzy

-Tempo

-Manifold

-Triage

-Gambit

-Dr. Cecilia Reyes

-Prodigy

-Surge

-Armor

I remember reading previous solo Bishop comics, and...yeah, his individual character development needs some real TLC. He needs some friends. And he shouldn't HAVE TO be a gruff, angry 1-dimensional hypervigilant action hero all the time.

Or at least, if he is, we should get a good story out of his close friends trying to get him to open up.

Let him be a brother to Synch, let him find relaxation w/ Manifold, let Thunderbird be his bad influence, show us Bishop unwinding w/ video games & laser tag & athletics, let him find love w/ Frenzy, let him reunite w/ his XSE partners + his sister Shard & show them hope in the present day! 🥺

And since, apparently, Marvel thinks he only works w/ time-travel stories, let Bishop face down against Kang (I could be wrong, but I don't recall them ever meeting before), assembling the previously mentioned characters together to defeat the Conqueror's machinations against humanity & mutantkind!

[fly-sky-high-bug-games]

Gambit of Crystal Peak (she/they, aromantic, possibly ace as well but who knows)

Species: Cricket

Design based of: House Cricket

As a toddler, Gambit was part of a large and poor family. When she grew a little older, she was your typical troublemaker, ending up in places she shouldn't be because her family was busy working to keep everyone fed. She would often get lost, hurt or dirty from playing outside constantly. Kind of a wild child.

Then, at some point, a load of caravans with merchants was passing by. They are usually a family of their own, with rows and rows of homes and shops on wheels, passing by the roads like a train. Gambit got invested and during their stay near home, she got around helping the merchants and traders, earning her first dime.

As the merchants were to leave, Gambit insisted to come along. It wouldn't be the first time the folks of the caravan would take bugs with them as long as they would help with work. Gambit was stocked for it and her family agreed that she'd be better off with them, seeing the world but still having someone to keep a watchful eye on her. 

Gambit traveled with them for years, seeing various places and kingdoms, both through hardships of the weather and people, thieves and welcoming bugs with shelter. The caravan folks helped her grow some communication skills and thought her many songs and stories she would often whistle through work.

At some point, they arrived and stopped at Hallownest. Intrigued by the mines, she went to explore the place. Well attuned to the sounds, she could hear the crystals "sing", soon learning from the miners that those are charged with energy used to power devices. She was practically a natural at hearing them, surprising miners to the point of asking her to stay and work for them and at first, she denied, having her current "family" with the merchants.

However, as the caravans lingered within Hallownest due to good business, Gambit got to visit the mines as well as the miners working there. They acted like a big family, just like her merchant folks. She got close with few of them, got introduced to the director of the mines, Cineraria (AKA Dusty), Galo the supervisor, the musicians... her core felt "at home" so she started to doubt her decision from earlier.

What completely sold her on it is when she was introduced to the dynamite! Blowing rocks and crystals up brought back the rush she had as a kid when she scaled dangerous cliff sides on her own or running for her life from an enraged wild critter! She decided to focus on becoming a demolition expert of Crystal Peak! The merchants understood, as once again, it wasn't the first time someone leaves the caravan crew in pursuit for something greater. They bid the teen Gambit goodbye with hopes to see her again some day. Gambit never cried so much in her life, both from joy and sadness.

: 

Time has passed, many issues arose at the kingdom of Hallownest. Nobles demanded greater distribution and shipment of powered crystals, life got quite busy at the mines. Still, the miners persisted, sticking together as a family, looking after each other, sharing burdens and grief of lost miners, sharing food and shelter... Through sacrifices of Dreamers, the Vessel, the disappearance of the King, the silence of the Queen, the mystery of the Great Knights... they persisted as long as they could...

This made Gambit grow a calmer poise. She learned to be serious and not mess around. She wasn't the smartest but she knew about living a life more than some miners every did. She persisted and so did her family.

Then, one day, when traveling back to the mines from the Crossroads, she heard a faint cry....

THE COMIC STARTS

FURTHER STORY, FUTURE COMIC SPOILERS BELLOW! (if I ever continue it that is!)

:

Gambit took the grub as her own and did her best to raise it. Once it pupated, she learned that the mystery child was some kind of butterfly. It quickly became adored by the miners as there weren't a lot of kids left at the mines' community.  

A lot of folks fled due to the slow and steady decline of the kingdom's state. Those who could flee did and those who didn't have anywhere else to go stayed with hopes that them sticking together will be enough to keep everyone safe. 

Given the name Silva by Dusty, the little butterfly was a little troublemaker of her own. It was uncanny how much she resembled Gambit as a child, wondering off on her own, getting lost within the mines, almost getting gravely injured... Gambit finally got the taste of her own medicine. She cursed her younger self for not realizing the dangers but in the same time was proud how much Silva was also learning and gaining experience this way. 

As she grew, the mines got worse. The reappearance of the infection was a disaster. Lockdowns around the kingdom begun to take place, mines included. Few miners got infected as well. They were losing their friends and families to it... 

Silva just hit her teen years when this happened. They struggled to survive and hide from the miners who lost themselves to dreams. Gambit, unfortunately, was losing herself in this too. 

Seeing her family members no longer being themselves, she focused on protecting Silva, keeping her safe. Unfortunately, the pressure allowed her own mind to slip away... she was no longer strong enough. 

Her mind was running after Silva to keep her close and safe but in reality she was almost hurting her. Silva fled to the Hallownest Crown, no longer having space to hide and run from Gambit, she hid behind the large statue. Gambit, in her foggy infected mind, went after and slipped off the cliff to her death... Silva was alone.

[praesparo]

i'm sorry but why is he actually the fucking hottest??

[darlingpoetry]

ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ ᵐᵃⁱⁿ ᵇˡᵒᵍ ᵈᵉᵛᵒᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ˡⁱᵗᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ʳᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁿᵉʳˢ ᵒⁿ ᵈⁱˢᶜᵒʳᵈ. ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵃ ²¹⁺ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵒⁿˡʸ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ¹⁸⁺. ᴼⁿ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵐʸ ᵐᵘˢᵉ ˡⁱˢᵗˢ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵍᵘⁱᵈᵉˡⁱⁿᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ᵃˢᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ˢᶜᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵒᵛᵉʳ.

ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ᵒʳⁱᵍⁱⁿᵃˡ ᵐᵘˢᵉˢ ʰᵉʳᵉ.

ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵐᵘˢᵉˢ ʰᵉʳᵉ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ⁱⁿᶜˡᵘᵈᵉ ᵐᵃʳᵛᵉˡ, ᵈᶜ ᶜᵒᵐⁱᶜˢ, ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵘᵐᵇʳᵉˡˡᵃ ᵃᶜᵃᵈᵉᵐʸ, ᵗʷⁱˡⁱᵍʰᵗ, ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵘⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵍᵃᵐᵉˢ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵐⁱˢᶜᵉˡˡᵃⁿᵉᵒᵘˢ ᶠⁱˡᵐˢ, ᵗᵛ ˢʰᵒʷˢ, ᵒʳ ᵛⁱᵈᵉᵒ ᵍᵃᵐᵉˢ.

[lxmitlxss]

hey so guess who just got back and is going to make a whole blog dedicated to my now present Deadpool brainrot?

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[emmatriarchy]

X-Men '97 (2024) #3

"My Rogue"

[saephrond]

              "𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙂𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙩'𝙨 '𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙙?"

[amischiefofmuses]

that soft, comforting vibe || Accepting

@rcguevariant sent: “Your past mistakes are not who you are.” for Gambit

There's an imperceptible kick up of tension in his shoulders at the remark and his gaze flicks downwards for just a moment, not daring to meet her eyes as though she'd immediately catch the turmoil there if she did, the SHAME he'd been dwelling on in the quiet room. It's a hard thing to shake, he's not sure he ever will but that won't stop him from continuing forward. As stubborn as he is guilt-ridden. But within the gap of a blink, he's smiling, meeting her gaze with a sense of unyielding confidence and the ego of a showman. -- ❝What's got all'a dat on ya' mind, chere? Gambit lookin' like he mopin'?❞ Pulling himself up from where he was sat, he stretches for a moment, then shoots her a wide smile. ❝Can promise s' just from missin' you- been busy today non?❞

[midnyte-muses]

The Galaxy isn't just full of stuff It's the gateway to the stars Don't just fly me to the moon Jump across the universe... Let's wreak some havoc.

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