I DID IT. I finally finished writing Cass’ bio. It’s really a synopsis of a lot of the comics and I’ll slowly work on refining it to be more poetic or whatever but it’s finished!
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I DID IT. I finally finished writing Cass’ bio. It’s really a synopsis of a lot of the comics and I’ll slowly work on refining it to be more poetic or whatever but it’s finished!
two characters fighting? nice. two characters flirting? also nice. but two characters flirting while fighting (other people or each other)? *chef’s kiss* fucking transcendent
“ That’s rude . ”
Every year for Halloween Cassandra will dress up like her favorite Rogue she fought that year. She hasn’t made her choice yet this year.
Cassandra, when she’s not training or learning, has a love of art- specifically photography. It’s another means of communication that she’s working on and her subjects tend to be people and nature. Her phone is full of candid photos of family members. One wall in her room has been dedicated to printing out her work and taping it to the wall to create collages and scenery of how she sees the world. It’s always in black and white, she never photographs in color.
ASSOCIATIONS
repost & fill in the words you most associate with your character .
animal . bats color . yellow month . october song . sanctuary by utada hikaru number . 13 day or night . night plant . nightshade smell . clean laundry , fresh apples drink . coffee astrological sign . aquarius element . water
WHAT WERE YOUR HANDS MADE TO DO?
your result: wound
violence isn’t cruel and neither are you. you’ve fought all your life-for justice, for love, for peace of mind and it doesn’t seem to be getting any better but you’re not going to stop because at least you have something to work for. life is a dance and you’re moving so wildly you stumble. salt is under your tongue but you don’t mind the taste. one day, this world will be better-even if you’re not around to see it. you are a campfire and its camaraderie, its laughter, its energy.
Casual reminder that Cass was homeless from the age of 8 to 16 until she was picked up by Barbara Gordon on a mission after Cass helped save Commissioner Gordon.
planet of love, richard siken
Send me a faceclaim and I’ll tell you who they’d be in my muse’s life as a NPC
I’m really pissed off with work right now so any distraction right now would be nice. Suggestions include: screaming headcanons with me in the IMs or Discord, plotting with me, etc.
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“So…Your thing is bats.” He’s got his faceplate up, his jetbooted feet dangling over the edge of the roof he’s settled on, swinging them slightly to and fro, where the heels tap once in a while with a light metallic clank when they make content of the brick of the building, busy rummaging through the bag next to him, in search of bag fries.
(Everyone knows bag fries are the best fries.)
“And bats, you know, fly.” Why do they always give him so many napkins, does it look like he’s going to be using that many napkins in this tin can? What, are they saying it needs a run through the car wash? Is it some payback for walking through the drivethru? Rude. He holds out one exceptionally long fry excavated from the bottom of the bag like an accusing finger. “They’re the only mammals that really do. Powered flight, anyway, gliding doesn’t count. So what I’m getting at here…Why bats if you don’t…Actually fly.”
You sit next to him , legs swinging rhythmically in time with the clinks of his suit on the brick . You make no noise sitting there , just staring out into the city while Tony digs around in the bag for the last remaining escapees . You wonder where his little speech is going , listening intently while waiting for the prize at the bottom of the bag . He points it at you accusingly and your eyebrows furrow in question, still waiting for his point .
He’s got a point and you hate to admit that .
“ Raven was .. taken . ” It’s an attempt at a joke . You love Raven and taking on anything to do with the dark bird persona feels wrong after all . You were a Batgirl first and anything other than a Bat just doesn’t work for you anymore . The others branched out , they’re no longer affiliated with the old names ( just you and Tim in the end and maybe that’s why he’s secretly your favorite ) .
You’ve forgotten about the hope of bag fries trying to answer this question . “ .. Squirrel would .. be better I guess . ” You think about what that suit would look like and bust into a fit of giggles , trying to mime a tail and just losing it . No , that’s not going to happen.
Guys please reply to this with what your url means or references I’m really curious
How Are You Ruined?
CASSANDRA CAIN.
ruined by fury
you are angry. you are angry and everyone knows it. the fire within you will not die, cannot die. for if it dies, you wont have a reason to burn. your rage simmers close to your chest, it boils near something you wont touch. you are angry because it is easier than anything else. you are angry because you choose it over pain. you are ruined because you cannot feel anything but your own ire.
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