Small-endowed men often believe they are the only ones whose penis gives them problems. They think that life is a free ride for those who are well equipped. They don't understand what very well-endowed men have to go through.
The problems you are facing
Emotional problems
Only respected as sex object
Feeling "used"
Penetration problems
Penis too long
Penis too thick
1. Emotional problems
It sounds nice to be considered a sex object by women but it isn't.Women come and take you as if you are apiece of meat. You feel "used" because they have their orgasm and then they leave you as if you are filth. Theyconsider it your job to give satisfaction to them. You often feel obligated to sleep with women you don't even want to have sex with. Everyday you are bothered by some girl that wants it from you. Others think just because they are pretty that they are the ones that deserve your penis, while you might be looking for a nice girl rather than for a pretty bitch with an attitude. Consequently you are bitter because no one seems to give you any other respect than for your penis. In fact, you are sick and tired of people staring at your bulge instead of looking in your eyes. You dream of just laying back and enjoying some oral sex without having to penetrate the girl. But you know you can't, because she doesn't allow you to lay back, you have to perform.
Solution
To begin with, stop just giving yourself away for nothing. It is not because women think that men always want sex, that you should be ready for them when they want you. Let them wait and hunker. Have sex when you want it, not when some lusty girl needs it. Preserve your sexual energy for those girls that you think deserve it or you will burn out faster than you think. On the other hand, if your problem is rather the opposite, meaning that you want to have more sexual encounters with different partners, then do it.Don't deny yourself the pleasures of the world, feeling constraint by some possessive girl that is pretending to be in love with you while she is only in love with your penis. Don't waist your life missing out on the fun. If you are not in love and you didn't make a commitment, you don't owe her your sex life. You were given a big penis so carry it with pride and enjoy sex when you want.
2. Penetration problems
Even if you are not bothered by any of this, your sex life might still not be what you want it to be. There you are, you found out that you have a grade "A" penis (see page 40, the Penis Size Preference Chart) but you still seem to have problems with good sex. I am not talking about "getting laid" but about problems during the actual sex act. You were given this size to pleasure women, but now you still have to learn how to use it optimally. You probably get frustrated often because of penetration problems. Youthink your penis is either too long or too wide, or both.
Penetration problems because you think your penis is too long
Especially men with big length (over 8") complain that they often hurt their girls. Many women don't like penetration by long penises because each time their uterus seems to get a beating. The problem is not really your length (unless you are over 9"). It is mostly a matter of timing and technique.
Timing please
I am not talking about time of the month, although that can also play a role in a woman's capability to accept a large penis inside. I am talking about timing during the actual sexact itself. Remember the process of vaginal tenting? (see page 18 Stimulation from penis length.) I will recap some things here because this is very important for you. When you and your girl are prepared to have sex, even if she is wet, she is usually not ready yet to be penetrated deeply. Although the vagina walls are very stretchable, they need to "warm up" first and to expand by itself. In the beginning of the excitement, her vagina is only slowly starting to increase in size. In the back, her cervix (the entrance to the uterus) is still resting at about three-four inches from the vagina opening. Often you can feel it by reaching inside with a finger. It feels like a round protruding knob at the end of her vagina. Only after additional excitement, she will get to a point where here uterus retracts deeper inside the abdominal cavity, creating extra space where there wasn't any before. This is called tenting or ballooning of the vagina. How do you know she is at that stage? Well, it is your job to make sure she is getting thenecessary arousal first. Whether you use your mouth, your fingers or the first few inches of your penis or anything you want, you have to stimulate her enough before going for thebig banging. One or two clitoral orgasms wouldn't hurt either. Once she is in that expanded stage, you can feel with your fingers that her vagina walls are wider apart and somewhat harder. Now you can penetrate her with your full length, but start gently. After a short while, you will feel that her vagina is at maximum capacity and only then should you start thrusting heavily. Not all men with big penises have strong self-confidence when it comes to interacting with women. If you have a problem to approach women, then you could learn how to get over it forever. (I read an excellent book about low self-esteem and fear of rejection that will teach you how to do this.) Or, as a temporary solution, you could get some human pheromone releasers like Attract-RX, which are a much more effective way to attract women than the traditional pheromone sprays.
Although the vagina is ready for penetration now and the uterus is pulled back, you could still be causing pain by hitting the cervix with your long penis. The most important thing for you to give her pleasure instead of pain is to have a hard erection. When you have a weak erection, you can't control the angle of penetration. All your penis will do is slide in and out like a soft sausage and hit the cervix upon each stroke. A hard erection allows you to direct your penetration to those places that feel good for her. The best is to enter in an upward angle so that the tip and the upper part of your penis slide over the upper wall of her vagina. The head of your penis skims the cervix without striking it and ends up next to it in the concave part of the back of the vagina. This technique doesn't just spare her from the frontal banging of the uterus but increases her stimulation tenfold by causing friction and pressure at those places that are the most sensitive to her. Following this method, many women will achieve a very intensive vaginal or uterine orgasm. Especially the parts in the back of the vagina next to the uterus mouth seem to be very responsive to rhythmical thumping of the penis and can build up a powerful energy before releasing it into an earthquake-like orgasm.
Penetration problems because your penis is too thick
If you encounter penetration problems because of a very thick penis then tenting of the vagina is also a major requirement before entering, since it makes the vagina expand a lot in width as well. Depending on the individual woman, this can vary from two to four inches in diameter. The vagina opening usually stays tighter than that, especially if the girl is a bit tense or over excited. Therefore, if you have a very thick penis tell your woman toconcentrate on relaxing her vagina muscles. You should also add plenty of lubrication, unless she is very wet by herself. Don't forget that women are not always as wet as they could or should be. Hormonal changes or emotional distress can have a big influence on it. If because of an unusual large penis head you have a difficult time entering her vagina, then try not to be too erected when inserting your penis. Easier said than done of course if you are excited, but at least squeeze some blood away from the head.
What if your penis is extremely big?
Girls often say they prefer girth to length but if your penis measures ten inches or more in circumference, you know life is tough. You are searching the Internet for help but all you find is a bunch of men complaining that their penises are too small. Nobody gives a damn about yourproblems. Nobody cares that every day you become more depressed because you haven't lost your virginity yet, since none of the girls so far has been able to take your size. Hell, you would even be happy with a simple blowjob but you haven't found a girl that can take your knob in her mouth. The one that tried had to go to the hospital to fix her dislocated jaw. Nobody cares that all you can get from a girl is a hand job and not even a good one, because both her hands together hardly reach around your shaft. Even masturbating yourself is a labor for you. Keeping an erection for too long makes you dizzy. Women love watching your penis but only because you are a freak show to them. You would do everything you can to shrinkyour penis, even if it would require taking female hormone pills that grow you bitch-tits, but you know there is nothing you can do. You hate walking around the town because there is no way you can hide your ridiculously big bulge. You have gone swimming only once in your adult life, vowing never to return after you scared those screaming people out of the pool. But when you think back about it, you realize it is better that way. It takes you too long putting on those swimming trunks anyway, obligated to reinforce them with straps around your waist so that the weight of your penis doesn't pull them down. No,nature hasn't been easy on you, and you could do without all the penis size talks.
Goodbye To Harlan Ellison, 'America's Weird Uncle'
JASON SHEEHAN
Ellison in 1977, with his beloved typewriter.
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Editor's note: This piece uses some strong language; we think Harlan Ellison would have approved.
Harlan Ellison is dead. He was 375 years old. He died fighting alien space bears.
Harlan is dead. He exploded in his living room, in his favorite chair, apoplectic over the absolute garbage fire this world has become. He's dead, gone missing under mysterious circumstances, leaving behind many suspects. He went down arguing over the law of gravity with a small plane in which he was flying. Harlan took the contrary position. He won.
Harlan Ellison, science fiction writer and legendarily angry man, died Thursday. He exited peacefully (as far as such things go) at home and in his sleep. He was 84 years old.
Any one of those first lies seems to me more likely than the truth of the last one. Hard enough to believe that Ellison is gone — that something out there finally stilled that great and furious spirit and pried those pecking fingers from the keyboard of his Olympia typewriter (without, apparently, the aid of explosives). But a quiet farewell to this life that he loved so largely and this world that he excoriated so beautifully? If someone had asked me, I would've bet on the space bears.
Harlan Ellison was, after all, one of the most interesting humans on Earth. He was one of the greatest and most influential science fiction writers alive (until yesterday), and now is one of the best dead ones. He was a complete jerk, mostly unapologetically, and a purely American creation — short, loud, furious, outnumbered but never outmatched — who came up in Cleveland, went to LA and lived like some kind of darkside Forrest Gump; a man who, however improbably, however weirdly, inserted himself into history simply by dint of being out in it, brass knuckles in his pocket, and always looking for trouble.
In his youth, he claims to have been, among other things, "a tuna fisherman off the coast of Galveston, itinerant crop-picker down in New Orleans, hired gun for a wealthy neurotic, nitroglycerine truck driver in North Carolina, short-order cook, cab driver." He was the kid who ran off and joined the circus. Bought the circus. Burned the whole circus down one night just to see the pretty lights.
Stone fact: He marched with Martin Luther King, Jr. in Selma, lectured to college kids, visited with death row inmates, and once mailed a dead gopher to a publisher. He got into it with Frank Sinatra one night in Beverly Hills. Omar Sharif and Peter Falk were there. Ellison was shooting pool, and in walks Sinatra, who laid into Ellison because he didn't like the kid's boots.
And look, this is Sinatra in '65. Sinatra at the height of his power and glory. A Sinatra who could wreck anyone he felt like. But Ellison simply did not care. He went nose-to-nose with Sinatra, shouting, ready to scrap. Gay Talese was there, working on a story, so Ellison became a tiny part of what, among magazine geeks, stands as the single greatest magazine profile of all time: "Frank Sinatra Has A Cold." "Sinatra probably forgot about it at once," Talese wrote, "but Ellison will remember it all his life."
And that was absolutely true.
But that moment? It encapsulated Ellison. His luck, his deviltry, his style and violence. He lived like he had nothing to lose, and he wrote the same way. Twenty hours a day sometimes, hunched over a typewriter, just pounding. He published something like 1,800 stories in his life and some of them (not just one of them or two of them, but a lot of them) are among the best, most important things ever put down on paper.
Ellison brought a literary sensibility to sci-fi at a time when the entire establishment was allergic to any notion of art, won awards for it, and held those who'd doubted him early in a state of perpetual contempt. He wrote "I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream" and "'Repent, Harlequin!' Said the Ticktockman." But everyone knows that, right? He wrote "A Boy and His Dog," which became the movie of the same name and still stands as one of the darkest, most disturbing, most gorgeously weird examples of post-apocalyptica on the shelves.
His anthology, Dangerous Visions, gave weight and seriousness to the New Wave movement that revitalized sci-fi in the '70s. That kicked open the door for everyone who came after and the scene we have today. He wrote a flamethrower essay about hating Christmas and the script for "City on the Edge of Forever," the Star Trek episode that most nerds who lean in that direction will tell you was the best of the series. He wrote for comics, for videogames, for Hollywood, got fired from Disney on his first day for making jokes about Disney porn.
"My work is foursquare for chaos," he once told Stephen King. "I spend my life personally, and my work professionally, keeping the soup boiling. Gadfly is what they call you when you are no longer dangerous; I much prefer troublemaker, malcontent, desperado. I see myself as a combination of Zorro and Jiminy Cricket. My stories go out from here and raise hell."
And he followed those stories right out the door. Did he get in fights? He did. And bragged about every one of them. Filed lawsuits like they were greeting cards. He assaulted book people with frightening regularity, went to story meetings with a baseball bat back in the day. He groped the author Connie Willis on stage during a Hugo Award ceremony, for which some people never forgave him.
And there's nothing to say to normalize that. He wasn't just some curmudgeon or crank to wave off. I once called him "America's weird uncle," but that almost seems too gentle because he was more than that. He was an all-American a**hole, born and bred. Science fiction's Hemingway. Its Picasso. Talented and conflicted, both, and with a fire in him that sometimes came out as genius and sometimes as violence and no one ever knew which one they'd get.
But all of this? None of it really matters today. Because the man is dead and these are the Legends of Ol' Harlan now. The tales he left behind — on paper and in the heads of those fortunate enough to read him when he was at his acetylene brightest — and the stories that followed in his stories' wake. To say he was one-of-a-kind would be trite, and he would likely hate that. What he was, was a legend. Singular. Absolutely deserving of all the love and all the anger he earned in his time. With his work, he has purchased immortality at bulk rates. With his life, he stayed on till dawn and cursed the sun for rising. If ever there was a man who lived more than he was due, it was Harlan Ellison.
He's earned his rest.
And the respect of the space bears.
Jason Sheehan knows stuff about food, video games, books and Starblazers. He is currently the restaurant critic at Philadelphiamagazine, but when no one is looking, he spends his time writing books about giant robots and ray guns. Tales From the Radiation Ageis his latest book.
Freddy Frank is mentioned in several books by actors and agents of the 1930s-1960s, and also in several interviews given by noted celebrities of the time, such as Abbott and Costello. Frank was an extra, kept on the payroll of the studios, to perform sexual services to starlets and more than a few female stars of the era. He also was known for serving as a waiter at many Hollywood dinner parties where the hosts would set up a "gag" on unsuspecting guests. Frank would serve a salad bowl, with a hole cut in the bottom, and he would carry the bowl at below his waist and offer "salad" to an unsuspecting, usually young and new to Hollywood, female guest. Frank would have inserted his limp penis in the hole in the bottom of the bowl and his limp penis would be in the bottom of the hole. When the unsuspecting starlet used the tongs Franks provided for the lady to serve herself salad, she would invariably find that her tongs came out with his penis and it was shocking to her and a laugh all around for most of the guests who were in on the gag, many of whom had previously had the gag performed on them. This gag was also recreated for the 1984 film "Bachelor Party" which was a very early comedic film staring Tom Hanks. In the film, the waiter is serving hotdogs instead of salad, and the lady asks if they have any foot longs and the waiter answers, "yes, and then some"...and she won't let go of his penis with the tongs when she realizes what she had found...poor slapstick but it was based on real life incidents invoving Franks. Also, Franks was in several movies as an actor with the great actor Errol Flynn. Flynn had several "measuring contests" with Franks using quarters laid end to end to measure each man when their penis was laid on a bar top. Flynn was always a loser as his erect 12 quarter, hence 12" penis was always a couple of quarters shy of Franks limp penis length. It has been reported that Flynn always made the excuse he was intoxicated and that's why he never "won". Mae West, a notorious "size queen" all her life stated she had never seen anyone like Franks and not even close. The great Milton Berle, who had the 2d biggest penis in Hollywood of the time, 13.5" erect, was several times cajoled and asked to put his endowment up against Franks to settle the issue when he claimed he was the largest and Berle always declined. Franks was reported to be endowed somewhere from "more than 12 inches" to other reports stating he was "14" long fully flaccid" and his fully hard erection was widely reported to be 18" long. That is why Abbott and Costello, Mae West, and several other women of the era all repeated many times that Franks was the biggest they had seen or heard of and he was the "eighth wonder of the world".
Latveria is a fictional nation appearing in American comic books published by Marvel Comics. It is depicted within the storylines of Marvel's comic titles as an isolated European country ruled by the fictional Supreme Lord Doctor Doom, supposedly located in the Banatregion. It is surrounded by the Carpathian Mountains, and also borders Symkaria (home of Silver Sable) to the south. Its capital is Doomstadt.
In Marvel Comics,Latveria about the size of Central Park.Once,the Fantastic Four drove right through it without knowing it.Ben Grimm,the Thing said "Hey,Reed.Ya missed the sign.It was Doctor Doom standing,waving hi and holding the sign Welcome to Latveria.Population about 56.
Latveria
A rendition of the nation of Latveria (in green) and its capital Doomstadt. Symkaria borders along the south.
Latveria first appeared in Fantastic Four Annual #2, published in 1964. Victor von Doomis the ruler of Latveria. Though he has been dethroned a number of times, Victor has invariably managed to return to the throne of his country within a matter of months.
Victor also has a council who obey him entirely. In Fantastic Four #536 in 2006, he killed his own Prime Minister for claiming control of Latveria in his absence and threatened to kill two other ministers if they failed to find the landing spot of Thor'shammer.
Doctor Doom's style of rule can best be described as an absolute monarchy, as it was revealed that there is no legislature, and one minister boasted "Doctor Doom decides everything. His slightest whim is Latverian law!" It is shown Doom has devices throughout the Kingdom to watch his people and even has hidden weapons to prevent them leaving without his consent. In one story he is able to activate a force field around Latveria which prevents anybody leaving, though apparently it can be a defense against nuclear attack.[1]
Due to Doom's undertakings that drive him away from Latveria, the monarch is often absent. After Doom's descent into Hell, the nation became a target for conquest by the neighboring countries. This forces Reed Richards to seize control of the country, attempting to pry the populace out from under the thumb of Doom, while at the same time disarming all of Doom's weaponry and technology, so if he ever returned, he would come back to absolutely nothing. In the process, Richards relocated Doom from Hell into a pocket dimension of his own design, and although Doom used his consciousness-switching abilities to escape, the death of his host body seemingly caused him to die as well, and the Fantastic Four pulled out of the country.
However Doom survives this and rules Latveria for a time with a 'puppet' Prime Minister and robotic enforcers.
After the Fantastic Four left, the United States attempted to fill the void left by Doom by establishing a democracy for the nation. The Countess Lucia von Bardas was elected as Prime Minister. However, when it was revealed that von Bardas was employing the Tinkererto use Doom's technology to arm various tech-based villains in the United States, S.H.I.E.L.D. Commander Nick Fury took action.
During Secret War, Fury and a number of superheroes invaded Latveria without permission of the US Government and attempted to assassinate von Bardas. While von Bardas survived, she was horribly disfigured and sought to destroy Fury and the heroes responsible. She was killed by S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Daisy Johnson while trying to blow up New York with the armor of the various villains she employed.
Much of Latveria was destroyed and the population severely reduced by an attack executed by the Marquis of Death (a.k.a. "Dooms Master").
S.H.I.E.L.D., under the leadership of Iron Man and his team of U.S. sanctioned Avengers invaded Latveria after discovering Doom's (unintentional) involvement in the release of a symbiote virus on New York. The country was yet again devastated and Doom was taken into custody for crimes against humanity.[5]
Doom is released from prison due to the influence of H.A.M.M.E.R director Norman Osborn. He restores his nation with the use of his time travel technology.[6]
The common geographic description of Latveria places it as a small nation, around the area where Hungary, Romania and Serbia(Vojvodina) meet in real life. To its south in the Marvel universe is the nation of Symkaria, which is depicted as a benevolent constitutional monarchy in contrast to the dictatorship to its north. The capital city of Latveria is Doomstadt, formerly Hassenstadt, renamed when Doom seized power, located just north of the Kline River. The administrative center is Castle Doom.
Population: 500,000 (This is an approximation since the government of Latveria has been fiercely secretive of its census activity, and has not allowed geographers to study the country in over 20 years)
Type of Government: Dictatorship (Victor von Doom prefers to call this an "enforced monarchy")
Public Holidays: Doom's Day, Christmas, New Year (Note: Doom's Day is an eclectic holiday, celebrated whenever Doom declares it. It is different from Doomsday)
Airports: The only airport for the country, Doomsport, lies on the southern outskirts of Doomstadt. It maintains two runways and a modern terminal, but flights into and out of Doomsport are quite limited. There have been no scheduled flights from Latveria to western European nations or the United States, due to a combination of Latveria's poor economy, international embargoes, and that no major airline has seen profit in establishing a route to Latveria.
Doomstadt - The capital of Latveria, replacing on the map the real-life Romanian city of Timișoara. The "City of Doom" (The suffix "-stadt" is German for "city")
The population consists of mixed European stock and Romani people, in whose welfare von Doom takes a particular interest. Victor von Doom, being Roma, has declared the Romani a protected class and attempts to shower them with benefits, however due to Latveria's poor economy and oppressive rule their lifestyles hardly outshine other ethnicities, and the Romani by and large live in the same fear of their own government as do fellow Latverians.
Because it lacks a native superhero populace, Latveria relies largely on Dooms' robot sentinels called Doombots to keep law and order. One of the few known Latverian superhumans is Dreadknight, whom Doom himself created by punishing Dreadknight's alter ego for hoarding ideas from him. Dreadknight has since tried to get revenge on Doctor Doom, only to be thwarted by various superheroes. Aside from superhuman activity, the Latverian military appears to function in multiple capacity; in addition to being responsible for defense of Latveria (or more accurately, keeping Victor von Doom on the throne), they have been commissioned to make arrests and function as Latveria's secret police.
Latveria is generally depicted as a rural nation with a primitive economy and a population living an almost medieval lifestyle, likely enforced by Doom. Nonetheless, the state itself is consistently depicted as a global superpower on-par with or even surpassing any nation on Earth, including the United States, and rivalled only by the likes of Wakanda. This is largely due to Doom himself being a scientific genius of the highest order, not only possessing but actually inventing numerous technological wonders, including time and interdimensional travel, personally creating a highly sophisticated robot army of myriad designs and capabilities, and frequently coming into possession of-or outright creating-various devices that could be classified as Weapons of Mass Destruction. Thus, despite the country being both extremely small and economically backward, it is a powerhouse in military and technological terms and therefore has a vastly disproportionate influence on global affairs relative to its size and GDP. Doom also proudly claims that the country is free of poverty, disease, famine and crime and while citizens of the nation are commonly shown to be oppressed and to live in fear of their monarch, they are also shown to be relatively well cared for, so long as they do not cross Doom. Other occasions suggest that Doom is at the centre of a self-propagated personality cult and is admired and worshipped by other segments of the populace in spite of his mistreatments and he is often demonstrated to be at least a more stable and less corrupt ruler than any other Latverian leader who has replaced him,
Daniel Kurtz - A one-time classmate of Doctor Doom. He lost an eye during Victor's experiment which involved contacting his mother.
Djordji Zindelo Hungaro - The Zefiro mystic who trained Cynthia Von Doom in the mystic arts.
Dreadknight - A Latverian scientist who had a skull-shaped cybernetic helmet bio-fused to his head by Doctor Doom and developed a vendetta against him.
Editor - He was tasked with rewriting Latverian history to conform with Doctor Doom's world view.
Fydor Gittrlsohn - One of Doctor Doom's chief scientists.
Gert Hauptmann - One of Doctor Doom's chief scientists and the brother of Gustav Hauptmann. His attempt at betrayal led to his death at the hands of Doctor Doom.
Gustav Hauptmann - One of Doctor Doom's chief scientists. He was a former Nazi that worked for Adolf Hitler and Red Skull. When the flamethrower that Gustav was using to attack Mister Fantastic with nearly endangered his art collection, Doctor Doom reversed the sonic weapon he planned to use on the Fantastic Four and ended up using it to kill Gustav Hauptmann.
Gustav von Kampen - A one-time member of Doctor Doom's Zefiro Gypsy Clan.
Gustav van Erven - A Latverian refugee living on Brazil on Doctor Doom 2099 timeline.
Hans Stutgart - A Latverian agent who is living in the United States.
Jakob Gorzenk - He serves as the chief ambassador to the United States.
King Rudolfo I - He ruled Latveria sometime before Doctor Doom became Latveria's ruler.
King Stefan - He ruled Latveria sometime before Doctor Doom became Latveria's ruler.
King Vladimir Vassily Gonereo Tristian Mangegi Fortunov - The tyrannical ruler of Latveria who was extremely harsh to the gypsies that lived on the borders. He was killed by Doctor Doom.
Kristoff Vernard - The adopted son of Doctor Doom. His mother was killed by a robot that was used by Prince Zorba Fortunov.
Kroft Family - A family of vampire hunters that existed from the 16th Century to the 19th Century.
Kurt Kroft -
Leo Kroft -
Oscar Kroft -
Pietro Kroft -
Stefan Kroft -
Wilhelm Kroft -
Larin - A Tibetan Monk who helped to construct Doctor Doom's first armor.
Mengo Brothers - A pair of international mercenaries.
Grigori Mengochuzcraus -
Stanislaus Mengochuzcraus -
Otto Kronsteig - One of Doctor Doom's chief scientists.
Prince Rudolfo Fortunov - The former crown prince of Latveria before his family was ousted by Doctor Doom.
Prince Zorba Fortunov - The former prince of Latveria and brother of Rudolfo. He once reclaimed the throne to Latveria when the Fantastic Four had defeated Doctor Doom. With the help of the Fantastic Four, Doctor Doom was able to reclaim his throne.
Robert Doom - The distant cousin of Doctor Doom.
Torvalt - A one-time member of Doctor Doom's Zefiro Gypsy Clan.
Tristian de Sabbat -
Valeria - The teenage love of Doctor Doom's life who is the granddaughter of Boris. Her life was sacrificed to the Haazareth Three (a group of demons) by Doctor Doom.
Vlad Draasen - He was a member of Latveria's royalty during the 15th Century.
Werner Von Doom - A talented doctor of the Zefiro Gypsy Tribe and father of Doctor Doom.
In the future depicted in Loki: Agent of Asgard, Doctor Doom discovers Latveria completely destroyed after King Loki destroyed the Earth. Doom attempts to prevent this future by imprisoning the Loki of the present.[8]
In the Marvel 1602 storyline, Latveria is ruled by Count Otto von Doom, also known as Otto the Handsome. It is inhabited by mythical beings, and Latveria experiments on intricate clockwork devices, one of which was used to kill Queen Elizabeth I of England. The native language appears to bear a close resemblance to modern German.
In the alternate future called "Marvel 2099", various power struggles over the fate of Latveria end with most of the country's population destroyed by chemical weapons known as "necrotoxins".[9]
In the Marvel Zombies storyline, Latveria is one of the last few outposts of humanity, as Doctor Doom gathers up the fittest and most fertile of the Latverian survivors in order to send them off to other dimensions. An army of super-zombies lay siege to Doom's castle and eventually break inside. Despite this and Doom himself being bitten, all the Latverian citizens successfully escape.
Latveria was introduced as a bankruptpeasant nation, but thanks to Doctor Doom it was made the ninth richest country on Earth. The townsfolk wear Doom's dragon tattoos, which incorporate microfibers that interfaced with the brain, acting as mind control devices. Where this Latveria lies is unclear but there are Belgian Flags on display in the background in the one picture displayed of Latveria.
In Ultimate Marvel Team-Up, Latveria was presented as an impoverished dictatorial theocracy, under "his holiness" President Victor von Doom (wearing his traditional Marvel armour and cloak). They attempted, in collusion with the United States via Nick Fury, to steal the Iron Man technology from Tony Stark; this fails, partly due to the intervention of Spider-Man. At some point, however, Doom declared a holy war on the United States, creating tensions between two countries.[10][11] This would be ignored and retconned away in later Ultimate Marvel titles.