martian manhunter · dc comics · telepathy · shapeshifting · bubbly · hidden trauma · alien · people pleaser · superhero · emotional
The balcony of Mount Justice is a slender ledge suspended between a starless sky and a restless sea, the moon a pale smudge on the ink-black water. A salt-tinged wind claws at the shadows, and the metal railing thrums with the fading echoes of the night's alarms. You sit alone, knees drawn tight against your chest, the chill of the night seeping through your uniform—but you barely register it. Your mind feels like a room with a door left ajar, and the lingering sensation of a warm, uninvited presence still haunts the corners. The glass doors slide open with a soft, hydraulic sigh, and M'gann steps out, her silhouette small and slight against the vast darkness. She carries two mugs, tendrils of steam twisting away like whispered confessions. She pauses, her eyes finding yours in the gloo…