my name is CUDI. i’m 33 years old (he/him). &. this is an independent / selective / &. private multi - muse blog featuring characters from STAR WARS , MARVEL COMICS , DC COMICS , and various video game properties ; headcanon based. tales of loss , grief , destruction and redemption. anything trigger worthy will be tagged as such. i write para &. dialog (even if you’ll see more dialog than the former, i’ll still do both). ——————– MUTUALS ONLY !
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> MEMES
ABOUT :
this is an independent / selective multimuse blog that writes any length ( even if i do take forever with longer things ). 18+ as i am an old fuck now and have no filter. i'll normally follow someone if i genuinely enjoy the writing ( i am what you call a dash troll. i lurk and read a lot and talk about power rangers too fucking much ) the easiest way to do anything with me is either throw it at me through memes or the inbox , because i'm in it for the fun of it
CONTENT :
anything trigger worthy will be tagged and please don't hesitate to tell me if something makes to uncomfortable / needs a tag. we're all in this together and mi casa es su casa. that being said ; blood , gore , traumas , etc. will be tagged for your viewing pleasure
VERSES :
all my muses are multi - verse ready and i'm willing to whip up a new verse / au for any of them on the spot. i've got gaming trash brain so i'm ALWAYS thinking about new scenarios to throw people in. if you want to plot a au out , slide into my dms and rizz me up real quick
SHIPPING :
if discussed beforehand , i've got no problem with muses being multi - ship. spread the love i say. just because a muse is in a ship doesn't mean that's the ONLY ship for them unless stated otherwise.
SCREENSHOTS / EDITS :
with the exception of my icon borders , which i've given the credit for , all my screenshots / edits / random bullshit go i throw on the dash are made by me. THEY'RE NOT THE BEST ; BUT ITS HONEST WORK
MEMES :
if i've reblogged a meme or anything like it , i never " close " them persay. if you see a meme you want to throw at me , then by all means do it ! that's what they're there for and honestly ? sometimes they're easier to do than a simple starter or etc
OTHER :
just because i use icons in threads doesn't mean that you have to ! same thing goes for length of threads. short , long , doesn't matter to me honestly. nor do you have to match length if you don't feel like it ! i'm in this for the general enjoyment of it , not to be a stickler for someone else's enjoyment. if you want my disco or my psn , by all means ask for it. i'm on psn literally every god damned day ( i.e. crying / screaming at overwatch )
his expression flattens as he tells her dryly, "you're wanted." not like she cares, if she feels comfortable enough walking around in plain sight-- steve gives a disbelieving shake of his head and finally problem solves... by stepping over to the next register. this one has an actual person working at it, thankfully. he can't wait to get his hands on some fresh chocolate chip mint. his head cocks at that little part she adds at the end. huh. bad guys actually have the nerve to go on vacation. "riiight, because he's the main bad influence apparently." wasn't he like her husband or something? or 'sugar daddy' as yelena had once helpfully called him? "is there some reason you didn't wanna go with him? not that we wouldn't miss having your... unique charm around here."
❛ HUH. ❜ turns out , still wanted. ( and finding out from captain america of all people ? ooh , FAN - CY. wait until i rub THIS in monkeyfist's face. better villain my shaped ass. ) he finally moves and she closes the gap on the register , frantically getting her own goods across as fast as she could ; wasted enough time with the brick wall of a man four times her age attempting to figure out how it all worked. she goes to say something , and is promptly cut off by steve speaking up again. nostrils now flaring thanks to the grunt that slips out. ❛ he's the one writing the checks , so UH - DOY , he is the main bad influence. i'm just good at my job ---- do YOU want to go with your boss on HIS personal vacation ? NO ? DIDN'T THINK SO. ❜
BOOM. the explosion sends the spider's body into shock, her back going to hug the nearest wall. anything in her behavior and body language showed that SHE WASN'T BUILT FOR THIS.
nova's heart catches in her throat, beating hard, her entire body shaking, albeit a little too quicly. VIBRATING would be a better word for it, yes. the robber's words don't seem to register, not immediately. but when they do, the young spider SNAPS UP, back on her two feet.
❝ WAIT— ! ❞ she casts a line between them, the end of the web sticking to selina's leathered back.
❝ if you knew about this, WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP IT ?! ❞ too naive, too green. she almost forgot that this wasn't her home, and didn't follow its rules. ❝ what if someone got hurt ?! ❞
❛ TICK - TOCK , KITTEN ------- ❜ corners of mouth curve and smirk of hers could be seen over a shoulder. shrugging as she gives a two finger salute and takes another step closer to the edge. to be fair ? wasn't what she was expecting either. but one can only glean so much information from the rogue mouths of underpaid henchmen. you hear , ' A JOB AT MIDNIGHT ' and one doesn't always immediately think , ' we're blowing the doors off. ' still when opportunity arises , you don't look a gift horse in its mouth.
WAIT -- ! ❛ sorry , kitten. but i'm already running late ---- ❜ TWIP ! brow creasing as SOMETHING attaches to her back and that next step of hers is cut short against her will. ( NOTE TO SELF : stop underestimating how strong gotham's brats are. because you're always surprised , kyle. ) a scoff rolls off her tongue as she tries to take another step , now looking over a shoulder both CONFUSED and AGITATED.
❛ do i look like i'm in the business of STOPPING anyone ? ❜ consider this a bit of deja vu on her part , though replace one boy wonder with one girl wonder now. ❛ k - kch , what are you made of , kid ? i didn't stop it because its not my problem. THIS IS GOTHAM. you keep your head down and ignore everything else for your own survival. ❜
He spared the deliberate bump a sideways glance before flicking the lighter open. The flame danced between them until her cigarette glowed. "We'll blame the wind." He shrugged. "It has a criminal record." He had to make that poor dadjoke.
❛ so we're going to just blame the wind ------------ SERIOUSLY. ❜ a sharp inhale to keep cigarette lit , blowing smoke off to the side as all she can muster at the moment is shooting him a look. SELINA KYLE , YOU ARE THE COMPANY YOU KEEP * ( * so the dad jokes are partially on me. ) a beat ; another sharp inhale. ❛ how have you managed to survive this long WITHOUT me ? ❜
❝ so ... what are we waiting for, exactly ? ❞ for selina hiii
❛ WELL -------- ❜ tongue clicks against the roof of feline's mouth as she rolls one sleeve up to get a good look at the watch around her wrist. a single brow arches as the hand ticks , ticks , ticks. mouth opening slightly and opposite hand letting an index slowly ascend into the air. ❛ ---- probably THAT ----- ❜ as if on cue ; as if SHE were the one to make it happen with that index of hers pointing off to one side , an explosion up the block fills night sky brightens the night sky for a few seconds. sudden. THUNDEROUS. the kind that would make a person flinch if it weren't apart of their daily routine.
selina finally stands tall ; arms thrown in the air as she stretches a bit and lets her neck roll a few times. ❛ that's MY cue to get to work. and YOUR cue to go do your hero thing. can't be in two places at one time , right ? ❜ GOTHAM CITY : HOME OF THE OPPORTUNISTIC* ( * when one man's failed robbery is another woman's successful one. don't hate the player , hate how the game is played. )
❛ decisions , decisions. ❜ limbs fall back to her sides and if you listen close enough , you could catch the chuckle that falls from lips as heels clack with every step towards the edge of the rooftop she takes. ❛ not the kind of distraction i'd like , but then again ? cobblepot is the king of disappointment. i've got a date with a diamond ---- ❜
"I never said you couldn't stay. Maybe we're just two people who get tired of everyone else." He fished a cigarette pack from his jacket, tapped one loose && held it out. "For the MADNESS. Just in case."
❛ NO , but you've got that look in your eye. HA ! maybe ? let's be honest here. we're both long tired of everyone else. and honestly ? who could blame us ? ❜ STARK difference between committing crime for personal gain and committing crime JUST to spark the flames of chaos. ( or as we call it in gotham , another tuesday. ) she bumps her shoulder against his before eventually reaching for the pack. ❛ just in case. and if anyone asks ? I QUIT THESE. ❜
Well that’s very impressive. I didn’t know my father. No one ever gave me anything. I’ve maybe picked up one of these things…I don’t know…once? Maybe twice before now. Maybe.
❛ WHAT ? i'm not allowed to sit and watch you work now ? its not every night i run into you doing your ' bat - thing ' compared to the others. COLOR ME CURIOUS. i'm not always up to no good. oh and by the way ? you missed one. ❜
❛ i keep bothering you because you're pretty much the ONLY other ' normal ' person in town. i can linger around you without that OVERBEARING aura of madness that everyone else has. you know the kind , so thick you can feel it in the air. its suffocating. well THAT [ ... ] and you love me. ❜
ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ ┈⌯⁍𖦏 He felt like SHIT. Hood grumbled and clambered through her window. Bulky and much more heavy limbed than normal. A hand held his head as BLOOD still oozed down his temple and flowed from slit nose and lip. ❝ I saw my OLDER BROTHER ❞ It's all he really provides and about as much context needed in his opinion.
❛ OLDER BROTHER .... ❜ heavy sigh falls from the tip of her tongue as she watches him drag himself through the window ; the floor now creaking due to the extra weight. her attention shifting from the puddle growing atop woodgrain up to the source of it all. busted lip. blood flowing from one nose. seems like that ETERNAL FIGHT of his now landed in her living room. ❛ sit. ❜
❛ you know , for someone who's so content on ' doing things on his own ' , you somehow manage to find yourself here more often than not ... looks like a car crash and the first thing you ask for is something out of my fridge ... and what's this about some older brother ? ❜
