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Random Maggie Headcanons, but its Maggie and [name]'s relationship

-Maggie left Star City because she wanted to be independent and be seen as a adult that she is that's why she moved to Gotham City

-Which is why I think [name] babies her more than her other 'pets'. [name] hated it when Barbara was defenseless and dependent on Jim, which is why I think having Maggie around annoyed her at first, but Maggie had that charm that [name] couldn't just ignore, and overtime she learned to actually enjoy Maggie's company

-It is known that almost everybody in Gotham owes [name] at least one favor, and I believe Oliver went to her in secret after their first encounter, asking her for a favor, to take care of Maggie

-Maggie is definitely someone who would do whatever comes to mind when she's drunk, which is why Oswald forces [name] to tail her through the roofs

-[name] feels like she, despite her sadistic personality, is the one most fit to 'take care' of Maggie, because Falcone has made her master self-control in a very young age.

-Maggie, despite being a bit controlled by the people in Gotham, she feels more free than ever because she got to experience things she never would have if she remained in Star City

-Maggie is the kind who would put every body before herself, which is why she let Ivy boss her around. But there is still a part of her that could care less, a part she so desperately tries to control. [name] on the other hand would use (almost) anybody as stepping stones to get what she wants. But there is still that small child inside of her that hates everything she has became. A part of her she caged a long time ago

A lovely submission from: @flaysthings

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─ Mу σωη ωєαρση

❝ I became a vigilante when I was twelve years old. I’ll admit, it was for rather selfish reasons but I became one nonetheless. Under the tutelage of Oliver Queen I rose to be his new protege, it wasn’t supposed to happen but it did. Back in the old days, I even tried out a bow and arrow- but it wasn’t my thing. I preferred the nitty gritty personal fighting that Kali and Escrima sticks provide. As I grew better under the wing of the Green Arrow, I caught my cousins attention- and nothing stays hidden from the Bat for long. I came back to Gotham to work with him, to train with him- I thought it was one of the better decisions of my life. Swift was born in Star, not in Gotham and I refused to take the Bat symbol because of that.

I wanted to be my own hero.

I thought that training under Bruce would get me there, and in a way it did. Working with The Batman brought me notoriety and fame, from there I partnered with the Teen Titans, and came back to my home in Star when I felt like it- it was like living a dream in a way. I had everything I could have wanted and everything I could have hoped for.

But

tragedy has never stayed away for to long.

As Swift grew, so did the attention on her- and my cousins Villains, and even those of Oliver Queen himself tried their hands at me. The saw me as a weak point, just like every other protege, I just happened to be a hit two bird with one stone sort of situation. But they didn’t succeed. I prevailed against them, time and time again. Until the day Slade Wilson came for me and me alone.

He beat me, drugged me, and took who I was and turned her inside out. It's called

brainwashing,

although it didn’t feel like it. What he did was he brought all my anger, all my hate, all my rage to the surface and he used it. He honed it, he crafted it and in the time I spent by his side- he forged it into a weapon that no one was quite ready to face.

Then he turned me against my family.

When I awoke from what he'd done, I did not recognize myself. I was better and I knew it. My skills, reflexes, even simply my perception in a fight was better- Slade had known what he was doing when he made me. As much as I hated it, he’d done a damn good job.

I hated myself more in those weeks then I have in my entire life, and that is saying something. In that weakness, I was approached by another possibility, another shadowy figure who promised to help me find my center again. I took Ra’s Al Ghul's hand and I let him elevate me as he saw fit. For months I tried under his tutelage, I learned to rekindle the spark I had had as swift, and turn it into something that I could use. I was no longer a weapon at anyone else hand but myself. Of course, Ras was never altruistic, it's not in his nature and I knew going in he wanted something from me, I never could have guessed what that would be.

He wanted me to be his successor,

Bruce had said no, Damian had said no, he did not trust Talia and he now looked to me. He told me in those months he had been watching me, he’d been watching me since he learned of what Wilson had done, he’d been intrigued and the idea had come to him after watching how I had turned against my own family for the sake of emotions. Emotions I would likely never use again for that very reason.

I declined his offer, I didn’t want to- in truth- there is a part of me that wanted to be come the head of the League. I would have been the most powerful woman in the world I would have been the closest thing to a god a mortal born girl could achieve. With my hands I could shape the world, for the better- if I wanted.

But said no

. I didn’t know why but I know why now.

I don’t want to be someone else

pawn.

I have never wanted to simply be a player in someone else game. I have, since the moment I called myself Swift and declined the symbol of a Bat or an Arrow, been my own person and my own warrior.

I will no longer be someone else weapon.

I am my own woman.

And it is time that I finally put that into realization.❞