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shikyou after she found out that mai and akari are married :
and then, she blew her head-
shikyou basically gave herself $100,000 huh
Hey cap. I’m really sorry to bring you down, but so much has happened and a lot of it is scary. I’m moving from the place I’ve live all my life, and it’s only a few blocks away but i hate change and this is super scary. And to top it off it’s been harder for me to get through the school day cuz my anxiety about school shootings just keeps getting worst and it sucks. It’s just exhausting. I’m sorry i know you’ve had a tough few weeks and I’m sorry to be annoying its just scary
Hello my dear! Absolutely no apologies – I’m proud of you for reaching out! Honestly, love? I’m currently going through the same thing - it’s one of the big reasons my mental health has taken such a dip. My wife and I had a big move, and I also hate change and it’s terrifying!! So are shooting scares - I feel you on that, as well. There was something scary (not at a school, somewhere else; no one got hurt, though, thank god) like that that happened literally two days after my wife and I moved to our new town, so it just compounded all the anxiety and that. Of course it’s exhausting! You’re allowed to feel exhausted. That does not make you annoying, and it does not make you weak or oversensitive or anything negative like that. It makes you brave, for feeling what you are and then coming out and talking about it and acknowledging it. That’s incredible, and powerful, just like you. I’m so sorry you’re going through this, but you’re not alone my dear, I promise. I’m sending you all the love and support in the multiverse <3 <3 <3
Mag 7 Revolvers
This will be the first of three gun posts, covering the guns that the guys shoot in the movie. It’ll be split up into revolvers, rifles, and then some odds and ends (mostly Faraday).
So let’s start with some basic info! We’re focused on small arms here, defined as a weapon capable of being carried by one person for individual use–anything from a handgun to a light machine gun. (The bigger stuff is artillery.) “The word firearms usually is used in a sense restricted to small arms.” (link) There are two basic types of firearms: handguns and long guns. We’re focused on handguns here, long guns will be saved for the Jack/Goody post.
Coming Back to You: Maggie in Gotham
Summary: “alex has a kid on her own (u choose how) and meets maggie again later and they slowly get back together” prompt from @thebiwisebrownkid
Parts 1-10 available through this link – https://queercapwriting.tumblr.com/post/173244948849/coming-back-to-you-part-10
If you prefer to have the whole thing collated, the series is now also its own thing on Ao3, here! http://archiveofourown.org/works/12935064/chapters/29561232
There’s blood streaming past her vision, and she suddenly wonders if this is where the expression “seeing red” came from.
Because Maggie is indeed seeing red, both physically and in terms of how incredibly enraged she is.
Not that any of that emotion shows on her face.
She waves off the rookie trying to assess the gushing wound above her eyebrow, and runs her hands over the young recruit’s shoulders.
“You’re bleeding too, rook,” she murmurs, though she’s satisfied that the slash on his upper arm isn’t too deep.
“Captain Sawyer, let me -- “
“Shh.” She holds up a tense finger, and he falls silent instantly. She keeps her left eye closed: she’s not going to see anything through that stream of blood, anyway.
She squints with her right eye down the darkened corridor, mouthing out a countdown and nodding right before both squad captain and cadet step out from behind the filing cabinet they’d been squatting behind and shoot simultaneously.
The stun guns that Maggie had worked for years to get required for GCPD are nonlethal, always. Courtesy of Lena Luthor, they leave no marks and no bodily trauma, but they certainly pack a punch.
In moments, she’s crouching over the unconscious body of the man her precinct had been tracking for months.
“Looks like he didn’t expect the GCPD to have L-Corp tech,” a voice calls down from the rafters.
“Easy, Jimmy,” Maggie mutters, but she’s grinning.
“Batwoman,” he stands ramrod straight and nearly salutes.
If the red-head, now swooping down to stand with them, is amused, she generously doesn’t show it.
“Sawyer,” she greets, and Maggie nods with a barely suppressed smirk as she checks to make sure her mark hadn’t hit his head in the fall.
“Jimmy, wanna run and call this in?”
“I assumed you’d want to, Capt -- “
“The honor’s yours, kid. You earned it.”
The cadet nods and jogs out of the warehouse eagerly, where his radio will get crisper reception.
“You should have let him look at that eye,” Batwoman chides.
Maggie shrugs. “I’m fine, Kane.”
“If fine means you need stitches, sure. Come here.”
Maggie sighs but submits to her old friend’s care, chewing at the inside of her lip, hissing slightly in pain when Kate runs one of her newer gadgets over Maggie’s gash.
“It might scar, but you won’t need those old fashioned hospital stitches.”
Maggie smirks, finally. “Show off. But seriously, thank you. Couldn’t have caught this guy without your tip.”
“I’m sorry I had to call you out of National City. I just know this guy’s been targeting street-living kids, and you wanted him off the streets bad. I didn’t mean to take you from Alex.”
“How did you -- “
“Please, I know you, Sawyer. A few extra days in National City? Personal days? Personal days that you never, ever, ever take? You might as well have sent up a smoke signal that screamed Alex Danvers.”
Maggie chuckles even as she reddens. “A Danvers signal.”
“Not as cool as a bat symbol, but hey.”
“I want her back.”
She says it fast and pained, and she’s not sure if it’s pain from her now throbbing head or from her chest.
“I want her back, but she’s got this brilliant little kid. I met her, I ran into them, and Alex looks so... perfect, so happy, without me, and I... I was right. She’s a great mom -- “
“And you still want her back.”
Maggie jumps slightly as sirens announce backup’s (decidedly late) arrival.
“It’s whatever.”
Kate sighs and touches her hand to Maggie’s non-bloodied cheek. “It’s not whatever, Sawyer. It’s your feelings. It’s real, and so are you.”
“Kate -- “
“It’s not whatever, Mags.”
And with that, she leaps. Maggie blinks, and her friend is gone.
She can’t help but shake her head and smile. She’ll never stop being awed by how she does that.
She fills out her report with relish; she’s never liked the idea of putting anyone in a cage, but the system is what the system is, for now, and damned if she was going to let this man target any more brown and queer kids.
She’s so absorbed that she doesn’t look at her phone until well after sunset, well after her day shift crew have gone home to their families.
Finally, though, she drops her glasses onto her desk, sighs, and stretches as she looks around her office.
It’s still surreal. Having her own office.
She stretches out her neck as she rifles through the files on her desk in search of her phone and checks it idly, not expecting much. Except perhaps a text from Kate.
Maybe, if Kate doesn’t think patrol will be that intense tonight, they could grab a drink.
Maybe, she should call Alex. Apologize for leaving so abruptly.
No. Why would Alex want to hear from --
Her heart skips several beats. Because her notifications are full of texts from her ex.
Anyone else have this problem?
@numbr1robotbuilder Hey hey hey, you should be a ghost for Halloween:)
There was a shooting in the company parking lot.