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kxnel​:

He grinned down at his friend, his eyes lighting up in a way they rarely did these days as he chuckled at how the sleeves of his jacket hung cutely over her palms. He knew she didn’t need it, would probably be better without it, but there were only so many ways he could show that he cared, and as of late it seemed like he was getting worse at most of them. Everything seemed to end in a fight, with Tim, with Jon, in the group chat, hell, even with Cassie. What used to be as easy as breathing suddenly seemed to be nothing more than a exercise in futility.

It was funny, because when they were just friends sometimes Cassie would lay with him under the stars and tell him about the Greek myths. He had laughed at the tale of Sisyphus, one upon a time, and oh how irony rattled in its cage.

“Yeah,” he shrugged, “but so are you, so,” He trailed off with a halfhearted shrug, “It’s way cooler than a cardigan anyway. Better to blend in style.”

His eyes narrowed but he nodded, his eyes drifting to the poster that hung pristinely on the brick wall next to her head. Agent Liberty had been getting more and more bold and his pathetic followers had grown substantially in numbers since the beginning of this madness. He reached out and tore the poster off the wall with a grunt that devolved into a disbelieving laugh as the razor blades hidden behind it glinted in the dull streams of sunlight peaking through the breaking rain clouds.

“Ridiculous.” He scoffed, stuffing the poster in his pocket before crossing his arms over his chest with a huff. “You shouldn’t have to blend in if you don’t want to. You’re worth more than everyone who would say otherwise combined.”

"I have style!” M’gann shot back, bottom lip jutting out. “I just dress comfy too. There’s nothing wrong with cardigans. It’s very librarian chic, after all. I read that it’s all the rage right now!” She had been on Earth for years now, but she felt like at every turn she was still learning. It was hard to learn Earth customs when all her knowledge came from magazines, TV shows, and hoping for the best. She didn’t have anyone to tell her otherwise. She’d look to J’onn for guidance and he was just as, if not more, lost as her. They were in the same boat, as humans would say, but she had tried more actively to fit in. 

They could shapeshift, trying to fit into whatever shape in society there was for her was all M’gann knew. 

A grimace pulled at her features when he revealed the hidden razor blades, her stomach churning. “Pull them out of the wall. Please.” She sighed softly, thankful that they were the ones who had found them. They wouldn’t hurt Conner like they would some other unsuspecting alien without durability. Though the hurt behind the sentiment was enough to sting the strongest. 

Conner’s words got a small smile out of M’gann as she looked at him, “sadly not everyone shares your feelings. Or understands like we do. Humans fear what they don’t try to even begin to understand.” It had reigned true since she was younger and they had killed her parents without a second thought alongside other Martians. Pale skin bled away to reveal green fingertips before she let her disguise take back over.

“It’s easier, to blend in. To pick a human name and pretend. It’s what I do best anyway: pretend. Shapeshift to fit in and make it so I’m not some big scary green alien who could kill you with no effort.” And she could, if she really wanted. She was optimistic, tried to remain so even in the face of all the hatred thrown her way, but even she had her stormy days that made every dark thought arise. 

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phoenixtouched​:

🌀 for a wrong number text 

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(✉️ ➡️ Kurt unknown ): Kitty keeps telling me that you’re here too. Everyone is. (✉️ ➡️ unknown ): Where are you then? I need someone else to laugh at my dragon jokes because I’m pretty sure Lockheed is going to get me one of these days and I need someone who can help me make a fast getaway. (✉️ ➡️ unknown ): Plus… I miss you. (✉️ ➡️ unknown ): So come back! 

( 📩 → Unknown ): Ooh, do you have a dragon?? Is Lockheed a DRAGON? That’s so cool!! ( 📩 → Unknown ): I am sad to inform you that I am not your friend who will help you with the quick getaway, but I do love a good dragon joke! ( 📩 → Unknown ): I will laugh at them even though I’m not who you’re looking for! 😄 ( 📩 → Unknown ): Here, here: try it out on me. I will rate it fairly, promise!

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“Keep it. It suits you.” @mistressofmagic​

“Are you sure? I feel like pink never looks good on me with my skin tone. Like I’m one second away from shapeshifting into a platter of watermelon.” M’gann held the pink sweater up to herself, “Hm. Okay. I like fuzzy things. Thanks, Zee.” She smiles at the woman who she had all but considering her sister. (Maybe one day she’d admit out loud that the form she had taken was because of her—to look like she could be her sister.) 

She had J’onn, she’d always have J’onn, but she had found her family on Earth. There wasn’t a day that went by that M’gann didn’t miss her parents. She’d think about what the government had done to them and fear with what was happening with Agent Liberty meant it’d happen to her too. She missed her mother’s hugs and her father’s smile. She knew Zatanna felt similarly with her own father and that time each year that came around, boiled down to one hour that she deserved so much more. M’gann hoped she could be as much of a family to Zatanna as she was to her. 

“I didn’t come just to raid your closet, I just wanted to check on you.” M’gann told her as she sat on the edge of Zatanna’s bed. “That you can talk to me,” a pause before M’gann said in the other woman’s mind, ‘even if it’s telepathically. That way no one can hear. You know I prefer this way anyway. It’s what I’m used to.’ 

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“The belonging you seek is not behind you… it is ahead.” @gordon-babs​

The statement was enough to take M’gann off guard. She had spent practically all her life wanting to be accepted and to belong somewhere. Shapeshifting was one of her abilities, turning into other people, different forms. She did it throughout her everyday life too, shapeshifting to fix herself into a hole. To make herself fit in where it was desired. It was easier that way, find a way to belong and make yourself fit that mold rather than push yourself into a space that you can’t fit. 

“Are you sure about that?” M’gann asked Barbara quietly, afraid of speaking too loudly may somehow splinter and fracture this delicate moment. “I’m too alien to be a human. I’m too much of a white Martian to be a green Martian and vice versa. I don’t really know where in the future I’ll find belonging.” 

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“I know all about waiting.” @twentyninetynines​

“For your impending death, right?” M’gann whispered back to him. It was a bad habit, peering into people’s minds out of sheer curiousity. Her old teammates time and time again had snapped at her to get out of their heads, that it was an invasion of privacy. It was natural with Martians to speak to one another telepathically rather than aloud so she was all too used to going into another person’s head. She had been on Earth for years now and still had yet to break this habit that people would get mad at her for. 

“You seem to think about it a lot.” A pause then the Martian’s skin turned to its normal green hue as she let the human disguise fall away. “...oops, sorry. I forget that humans don’t like people reading their minds. I don’t see why it’s such a big deal though. Martians use telepathy to communicate so it’s super natural at this point, but um, you seem to be worried about something you can’t really control. What if it’s a fluke? Maybe you’ll be fine!” 

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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention @immortalweapon​

The little girl had seemed panicked. She was clearly an alien with the shade of deep purple skin she had and the lack of pupils she had, her eyes reminding her of Kori’s. “It’s okay, I’m like you! Look!” M’gann offered with a soft smile as she let her skin change back to the normal hue of green it was. It was easier to hide, to use her shapeshifting to blend in with humans, but her mind was focused on the little alien girl in the park who looked moments away from crying. She had managed to help her find her mother nearby who had been frantically looking around the park for the girl and hadn’t even thought to think about herself when a hand tapped on her arm.

Turning around, M’gann’s eyes widened when she saw the man with her purse. “Oh! Oh geez. Duh, Megan.” She muttered to herself when she realized in her hurry to reunite the little girl with her mother that she had left her purse on the bench in the park. “Thank you so much! The stuff in my wallet would have been a pain to replace. What can I do to thank you? Coffee? A sandwich? A baked good? I mean, seriously! That’s so nice. Not everyone is kind enough to do something like that.”

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“Keep it. It suits you.” @kxnel​

A surprised look crossed M’gann’s features at that. “I can’t! No—you’re joking. No, you’re not.” She huffed, already being able to read his mind and tell that he was not joking about her keeping the leather jacket as the rain poured in the city. They were huddled under a bodega awning, trying to wait out the downpour that was making any remaining snow turn to slush. “It’s one of your favorite, Conner. Besides, I’m okay! The cold is better for me anyways, remember? I’m not like you Kryptonians, summer heatwaves just about send me running.” It was different anyways, Kryptonians relied on the sun. Martians ran away from the sun because the sun meant heat and heat meant potential death. 

“I’m only wearing this cardigan to blend in.” Because with how things were these days with Agent Liberty...seeing a girl with green skin would mean a fight and as much as she’d jump into the fray if need be, she didn’t want anyone to get hurt. She never wanted anyone to get hurt, not because of her. 

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It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s M’GANN M’ORZZ/MISS MARTIAN, a HERO from DC! SHE is 26 years old and looks an awful lot like SOFIA CARSON. I hear they are employed as a AN EMPLOYEE AT POLYMORPH BOOKS AND MAGIC. Rumor has it they are AFFILIATED with THE TITANS, YOUNG JUSTICE. I wonder what they’ll find with their new beginning! 

TW BELOW: Death, execution, civil war mentions. 

I am HERE with your favorite sunshine alien gal! M’gann doesn’t have a HUGE background, so I’ll be pulling from the Young Justice cartoon and the comics; a little bit of background on her:

White and green Martians were caught in a civil war, killing one another when M’gann was younger. Her parents, her mother a green Martian and her father a white Martian, in an attempt to save her from the civil war put her on a pod and sent her to the Vega system. She met a green martian, J’onn J’onnz, who had established himself on Earth before joining with her parents. (I can def tweak this, change deets once/if we get a J’onn!)

Upon residing on Earth, several white Maritans were taken by a shady government organization before being executed. M’gann lost her parents alongside over a dozen Martians who were taken by the government. After separating from her parents, M'gann adopted two new names during her time on this world: "Megan Morse", the English transliteration of her Martian name, and "Miss Martian", her chosen superhero identity.

M’gann’s true form is that of a white Martian, but has spent all her life most comfortably in the skin of a green Martian after living in fear of those who saw white Martians as threats and not being accepted in Martian society. She accepted that part of her identity over the white Martian side. If she’s not in a ‘human’ form she resides in her green Martian form. 

Working alongside J’onn as a protege, M’gann worked with the Titans for the longest time before ultimately working with Young Justice once the team broke up. She has a close bond with Zatanna and Rachel in particular, considering the two her sisters.

Currently, M’gann works at Polymorph: books and magic and works mostly alone, but is always eager to jump back in with either team if they need her!

M’gann’s powers include Martian physiology which includes: shape-shifting, size alteration, invisibility, phasing, superhuman strength, durability, speed, agility, hearing, & reflexes, regeneration, flight, Martian vision (aka infrared, x-ray, electro-magnetic, telescopic, and microscopic vision), telepathy & telekinesis. 

M’gann has a vulnerability to fire/extreme heat. 

Connection ideas! :

M’gann works at Polymorph books, if your character is a regular or has gone there before M’gann has most definitely tried to help them. She’s a chatterbox and is utter sunshine, trying to make friends always. She WILL befriend you, it’s her mission.

Space or alien friends!!! She’s worked out in space before, helped Green Lanterns or any space dwelling characters! Aliens is a given, other aliens are an easy and deeper connection. They’d understand each other on a level humans wouldn’t. 

Honestly, M’gann tries to befriend all! She’s very friendly and can try to pester any and all people.

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word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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immortalweapon​:

rpmemedump​:

The Force Awakens Starter sentences

“Do I talk first or you talk first? I talk first?”

“We’re home.”

“I’m no one.”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“That’s one hell of a pilot!”

“Are you up for this?”

“Hell no.”

“Stop taking my hand!”

“I don’t know your name.” 

“Nothing will stand in our way.”

“There has been an awakening.” 

“Where do you come from?“ 

“Oh, you’re cold?!”

“Are we really doing this?!”

“We’ve got company.”

“Keep it. It suits you.”

“I think I can handle myself.” 

“I know all about waiting.” 

“The belonging you seek is not behind you … it is ahead.”

“Actually, he’s not for sale.”

“Classified, really?”

“Come home.”

We’ll figure it out. We’ll use The Force!”

“It’s true. All of it.”

“You still drive me crazy.” 

“Because it’s the right thing to do.”

“You need a pilot.”

“I need a pilot.”

“Alright, let’s light it up!” 

“May the Force be with you.” 

“Obviously.”

@immortalweapon @vengeancedemons @firstxman @rictorscales @twentyninetynines @bewaretheraven @futurewonder

@missmxrtian​ + @supersxn​

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M'gann M'orzz  in Justice League #9 (2018)

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miss martian’s adorable