- The West Wing (1)
Jungkook just wants to make people happy. Sometimes, he needs the support of his hyungs to realize that he shouldn't run himself into the ground to do so.
- Part 2 of you made me again (fly with me)
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24 Sep 2020
There's nothing scary about a closet, Spencer reasons with himself, and there's nothing scary about the dark, it is simply the absence of light. It's a primal response. That's all.
He knows that isn't just it.
He knows it in all the statistics about trauma and abuse crowding in his head and he knows it even better in his denial. But how can his parents abuse him? They love him. He knows that, he just has to remind himself sometimes.
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22 Sep 2020
Maggie pauses, sweeping her flashlight beam, left, where there’s nothing, and then right… where the path continues, and it definitely continues, but her light isn’t strong enough to illuminate the rest of its path.
A few more steps and the path began to narrow, and this time when she raises her flashlight, an angry flash of lightning throws light into her path.
And at the end... it's a person.
A person is lying supine there on the ground, mud caked up all over them, so eerily still.
And finally, the smell finally clicks.
Maggie is sent on a wild goose chase, that is a lot more wild than intended. //ll
Another Maggie doesn't know who Supergirl really is... yet. fic.
And there is something off about her, something the detective can’t quite place, but the thought is pushed to the back of her mind because although it is very worrisome that there is a six year old in a shipping container, alone in the dark, it is not as nearly as disconcerting as what she’s wearing.
The poor kid is practically swimming in an adult version of Supergirl's uniform.
It sags around her small shoulders and trembling, thin fingers peek out from beneath bunched dark blue fabric, digging up into the collar of her outfit as she holds it to her chest, red boots rising up to her thighs like waders, and the billowing cape dwarfs her as it gathers on the floor in twisted folds.
It’s a rather realistic replica of the one the detective’s seen so many times in person, but the fact that this kid is wearing it really only offers more questions than answers.
Maggie and Davidson get called into an unusual scene.
An attempt at a de-aging fic
So even when Maggie had texted back that she’d be over in an hour or so to pick them up and had absolutely no qualms about Little Danvers bunking over with them for the night, she’s still a little confused, because can’t Kara fly?
She's pretty positive that that’s how Kara gets to the DEO everyday and probably how she would get everywhere if it weren’t for the whole pretending to be a completely human reporter thing.
Kara greets loudly and just a bit too off kilter to be normal, as Maggie slides completely into the medical bay, closing the door behind her.
And okay… maybe she had missed something.
Kara solar flares, Alex and Maggie bring her back to their apartment.