#z. zatara / v.001.

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@rhaps0dy​ sent: “…didn’t know where else to go…”  for Zatanna and John Constantine??

send “…didn’t know where else to go…” for your muse to show up at my muses doorstep one night during a thunderstorm, shivering, bleeding & soaking wet.

            it seemed no one knew how to make an entrance quite the way john knew how. this night she had chosen to take off given the horrible weather, enjoying a bubble bath and a fluffy robe instead, idly wondering as she lay back in her tub in the lavender-scented bubbles what gutter john was crawling out of about now. seems she got her answer now.

            ‘ oh, john... you look like hell. ‘ she murmured, stepping out of the way so he could come inside and out of the rain. ‘ most people would take a night like this off, you know. ‘

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delusionland​ ( clark. )

@cosmicacy [ clark & zee, one-liners ]

“What was Bruce like? As a kid?”

      oh, the stories she could tell. a discreet smile crossed her lips as she tapped a gloved finger against her cheek in thought. ‘ i can’t say he was that different in terms of the broodiness, but he was much more open to things than he is now. we were almost an item too, if you could believe it. he was quite entranced with me. ‘

         well, that wasn’t exactly true. she was much more entranced with him than he would ever be with her.

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         ‘ let’s just say i’m turning thirty today. that’s the new twenty five, isn’t it? ‘ for the sake of her own ego, she’d never let the true year slip, but those in the know would know full well that she and bruce weren’t too far apart in years. and he certainly showed his age.

zee birthday open.

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@americashielded​ sent: "Should I be flattered or worried?" (For Zatanna) 

          ‘ you don’t have to be worried about anything when i’m around. mistress of magic, remember? ‘ still, she believed most people had the right to know when ghosts were talking about them and these ones, while harmless, were chatting and giggling like little schoolgirls in their general direction. ‘ they like your hair. and muscles. ‘

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@ofcatnaps​ sent: “ maybe we can cuddle? you know, seeing as we’re already here... “ - from koriand'r to zatanna? xD 

         her magic had just finished dressing her in her bunny-patterned pajamas for bed, the clothes she had been wearing tucking themselves into the laundry bag for the next day, but she couldn’t help but give a slight laugh as she looked koriand’r up and down. there were plenty of people who would kill for a chance to cuddle with either one of them and here they were.

          ‘ i don’t see why not. are you sure the bed isn’t too short for you though? i can stretch it out a little longer. ‘

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@megavclt​ sent: “ i like it when the worlds quiet. ” for zatanna 

            ‘ you should consider moving out of the city. it’s never quiet here. ‘ a quiet smile crossed the magician’s place as she folded her arms over her chest, watching over the gotham skyline. she didn’t mind the bustle of it all, given it was a welcome distraction from everything else. with all the power she held on the tip of her tongue, most would expect her to disappear to a monastery and study for the rest of her days, but she wasn’t about to throw in the towel yet, not when there was so much life to live.

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@hrdsell​ sent: papers for johnzee because constantine has never respected the sanctity of the justice league ever and isn't going to start now

papers. our muses getting frisky in an office / work setting.

         when he had mentioned wanting to visit her while at work, zatanna imagined more of a coffee date or maybe even a tour of the hall of justice. how often did he get to get that kind of view of the stars? but she should have known better by now, that john would never do what she expected. that was probably why they were where they were now with him sitting on someone’s desk ( probably bruce’s, based on his luck ) with his shirt half undone and her manicured hands trying to tug it open further.

          ‘ most guys would bring flowers. ‘ she murmured, standing between his legs as his scruffy chin rubbed against her neck in a series of kisses. probably payback for how much of her dark lipstick was already smeared all over him, if she had to guess. it was always like this with them, a game of one-upsmanship until something else caught their attention. it started with magic and now it was about who could fluster the other one. she didn’t mind admitting that he did occasionally come out on top ( metaphorically, but sometimes physically. ) and that gutter charm did have quite the hold for him, but only because it meant she was more than willing to beat him the next time.

          ‘ you couldn’t even bring me coffee? ‘ the mistress of magic pretended to pout as she slunk her arms around his neck, pulling him up so she could look him in the eye with her nails beginning to dig into his hair.

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@hrdsell​ sent: " i won't break, you know. you don't need to be gentle. "

           ‘ trust me, i know. you have the resiliency of a cockroach, darling. ‘ still, he’d always gotten tossed around and roughed up and for once she could treat him as softly as she so desired. so long as it meant getting to see that peaceful expression he only got around her when she combed through his hair or drew him a bath and he finally seemed to relax. zatanna hovered over him, pulling herself off of where she had been lying pressed against his bare chest, choosing to straddle his narrow hips.

               careful fingers drew over his stomach, nails gently scratching against the faint line of hair trailing down to his belt. ‘ and it’s more fun for me to draw it out like this. don’t you think, john? ‘

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           ‘ can’t the forces of evil and hell itself wait until the morning? i just got back from an eight hour plane ride, not including all the time spent in layover and i need my beauty sleep. ‘ until she got proof that her very particular expertise was needed, she’d continue to bury her face in her pillows for some semblance of rest.

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          ‘ easy there, soldier, i don’t have anything up my sleeves. ‘ zatanna held up her hands to show that she meant no harm, only for a cascade of playing cards to pour out of her sleeves and scatter through the air. ‘ oops! i guess i did after all. ‘

@valorandgold​ / starter call.

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           ‘ i couldn’t believe how many of my favorite shades of lipstick were made by companies that test on cute little animals! i would have thrown them out, but that would have been even more of a waste. ‘ her crew knew full well how hard a time she had turning away a stray and she had more than a few bunnies that she had personally rescued from cosmetic laboratories. maybe if the superhero business didn’t work out, she’d retire to somewhere grassy where she could have all the bunnies her heart desired.

           however, that was besides the point. there was someone in dire need of a makeover before her. the green hue would offer her a challenge, given she usually didn’t have foundation in those shades ( even her make-up artist only kept human shades in her kit. ) but she was more than ready. with a wave of her hands, a quick gust of wind blew ivy’s hair back from her face so she could get a better view.

          ‘ hm... you don’t strike me as someone afraid of more dramatic colors. i think you could pull off a dark lipstick. ‘

@delusionland​ / 💄 - one muse gives the other a makeover ​

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          ‘ word of advice from one all-powerful sorceress to a... guy in purple. take the night off. unless you have a secret demonology degree in there, you’re better off staying home. ‘ she’d ask dinah later if ollie was considering a rebrand from the green arrow schtick.

@bowvenger​ /  starter call.

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           ‘ are you sure you don’t want to spend the holidays with your... john. ‘ she wasn’t quite sure again what the two of them had in common, although they seemed to have some kind of sibling relationship. one she thought she would have heard of at least once in her and john’s long and complicated relationship. regardless, she’d come with a bottle of champagne and a nice sweater. ‘ instead of his... friend. ‘

@weavher​ / holiday starter call.

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@raichoose​ sent: ❝  no one ever thanks me when i’m done .   ❞ - from Dr. Crane, for Zatanna 

           ‘ maybe it’s because you went around in a burlap mask with gas that scares people for a long time. maybe that has something to do with it. ‘ the magician deadpanned as she glanced over, pulling on her signature white gloves, or rather, letting them put themselves on with a wave of her hand. truthfully, her way of magic, embracing and flaunting the good parts of it all while keeping the darker parts in the shadows, meant people liked her. people thought she was some beacon of light. but having to keep those darker parts a secrets meant quite the strain on herself.

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@raichoose​ sent: a dimly lit stairwell. - something for dr. crane and zatanna, if you'd like? 

          god, no matter how far she tried to run, gotham always came back to haunt her. she stared at the man she barely recognized without the burlap hood, her arms folded tightly over her chest. the magician’s costume had been given up for the night and she’d gone on in her less flashy civilian clothes.

          ‘ listen. i want to make things very clear. i’m in charge here. i’m the one with actual magic here. ‘ and if whatever this problem bruce had brought to her was magic related, it probably wouldn’t help to have some guy and his gas. not that any one in gotham would know the difference between real magic and science pretending to be magic.

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         ‘ i don’t do autographs. try ebay if you’re looking for a souvenir. ‘ maybe if it wasn’t after a particularly taxing show, she would have been a little more easy to convince while she was on her way to her room and a bath with champagne and her fluffiest robe. however, the stranger’s presence did get some attention from her and she remained still instead of casting a spell to bring her back to her room in the blink of an eye.

@weavher​ / zatanna starter call.