"Small men with their tittle guns and tiny bullets. For so long you had Harlem under the grasp of your trigger fingers. Not anymore. First we'll pacify the Harlem, after, the whole NY City. Yeah, Mayor Luke Cage sounds nice."

"I would rather not, to be honest. But I've done weirder things on this job. I'm not a graceful chaser, that much I can say."

(Might reboot this account..still gonna be Luke Cage, but probably gonna delete the old tweets, make a new pinned and clear these dms. A fresh start.)

"Out of bullets? Normally, I would have you running, but you ruined a perfectly good hoodie with those shots..."

(I like writing lewd stuff. I do. As much as I like writing other kind of stories. It just sucks that a lot of people here will simply make their character act like a pornstar when writing lewd, ignoring the little individual quirks that makes all characters behave differently.)+

🎶 The snow was melting on the ground On B.L.S. I heard the sound New York like a Christmas tree Tonight, this city belongs to me. Birdland on Fifty-Three The street sounds like a symphony We got John Coltrane and A Love Supreme Soul love Well, this love won't let me go...🎶

"You give me the impression that you like to be watched though."

"You're a voyeur's dream, Miss Hardy. But I understand you. I hated being noticed at first, even when I was doing something good. Now I don't mind. I mean, I gotta a mayor campaign incoming. Noticed I'll be."

He's always happy to see NY's finest return. (Hopefully not her partner though because Cloak freaks the hell out of him. Dude's always coming through walls and the ceiling.)

"He's a good guy, just ask him to knock on my door next time instead of making a black void portal out of my office's wall. You, Tandy, doesn't need to knock. Door's always open for you."

He look at Tandy from head to toe and smirked. "Because you knock."

"We're not the X-Men, we're not the Avengers or the Thunderbolts, but you can bet your ass we'll defend our city with everything we got. I used to think it was easier to do that alone, but I couldn't be in a better company than with those jerks."

(I really hope I can find a Jessica Jones to write some light hearted stories with them and their daughter Danielle. In the comics it is always adorable seeing those two hard assed characters melting when they're around their kid.)

𖤐 ᴄɪɴᴛɪᴀ ᴅɪᴄᴋᴇʀ ғᴄ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟ. 𖤐 ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ɢᴏʙʟɪɴs, ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ. 𖤐 ʜᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴊᴇᴀɴ 𖤐 ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ, ᴍᴠ, ᴀᴜ, ᴍᴅɴɪ. 𖤐ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ. 𖤐 ᴍʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴜsᴇs: ᴋᴀɪ ♡ 𖤐ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ

"Oh, sorry Killgrave...you said something? Because, y'know, when your powers don't work, you're just a cowardly little man..."

"Again. Every freaking time. They know bullets can't stop me. Another good hoodie wasted. I think I should start fighting crime on a speedo or something."

"Spotted someone's Picasso over a window?" As long as it is not on Harlem, he might look away.