#zachary justice

[samandcolbyownme]

do you think you could write about Zach and reader trying for a baby and eventually being pregnant when least expected? I really wanna domesticat that man😂😂

No I totally get what you mean 😭 I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, pregnancy talk, breeding kink?, trying to get pregnant, kissing, unprotected sex, creampies, oral (fem rec), filth with fluff

Word Count: 3.3k | unedited

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It was no secret that you and your husband were trying to get pregnant.

Always running off when you can to have sex, being late to things because of having sex, leaving early.

There’s a lot of sex.

But, there’s also a lot of negative tests and nights where you’re questioning if it was you, or him, or just the universe giving you a big F you.

Zach was very understanding and did his best at consoling you. Always picking you up when you were down, delivering food to your house while he was at the studio filming for the podcast.

He was always there, no matter if he was actually physically there or not.

Last month, you got yet another negative when you were so hopeful of getting a positive, but all you got was your period a few days after.

You both want nothing more than to start your little family just like you planned.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Zach walks into the bedroom, “I’m going in.” You feel him crawl up onto the bed and kiss your cheek, “Are you sure you don’t want to come in with me?”

You nod, “Yeah. I’m just.. gonna rot in bed all day.” You roll over and smile up at him, “I’ll be fine. I have a full day of binge watching YellowJackets.”

“Do you want me to stay home?”

You shake your head, “If I need you, I’ll call you.”

He licks his lips, “How many days until your ovulation?”

“Um..” you roll over and grab your phone, going into your period tracker app, “about five days out, give or take.”

He gives you a look and you smirk, “Won’t you be late? It’s already one thirty.”

“I don’t have to be there until two fifteen-ish.. you up for a little baby makin’ time?” He bites his lip and you roll your eyes, “Um.. always.”

You pull him down, taking his hat off of his head as your lips move with his.

His hand pushes your shirt up, sliding under it to knead your boob, earning a moan from you, “There we go.” He whispers, “I love those sounds.”

You smile, tilting your head back as he kisses down your neck.

He slides down, sitting up as he grips your pajama shorts and pulls them down off your hips as you lift them.

He does the same to your panties and you bite your lip as he undoes his jeans, his eyes staying on you.

You spread you legs, reaching out for him as he leans forward, his arm holding up his weight by your head, “I’m going to put a baby inside of you.”

He reaches down, rubbing the tip of his cock between your folds, “I promise.”

You gasp as he slips in, your legs tightening around his waist as he moans lowly in your ear, “M’gonna get you so pregnant.”

You nod as you turn your head towards him, breathing out, “Please.”

His lips attach to yours, groaning against them as his thrusts are slow and deep to start, but quickly build up into a quick pace.

Your back arches off the bed, you moans filling the room as he hits that one spot each time, “Fuck, fuck, right there!” You tangle your fingers in his hair, “Fuck, Zach.”

“Come on, mama.” He groans, planting kisses back your jaw, “Cum for me.”

You squeeze his cock, your body arching as you come undone around him. You tense up, legs twitching, and moans repeatedly ripping from your throat as he guides you through your high.

“Goddamn..” Zach moans, “Fuck.”

You tug his hair, kissing his lips and taking his bottom one between your teeth which makes him gasp.

He reached down, taking your one leg and hooking it over his arm, the new angle allowing him to thrust into you deeper.

He kisses your lips, moaning against them as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. His thrusts slow down and he holds himself there to prevent anything from leaking out.

“It’ll work, sweetheart. All good things take time.” He pecks your lips and gets up. You spin around as he redresses himself and you put your legs up on the wall.

You look over at him and he’s looking at you with his head tilted.

You laugh, “It’s supposed to keep everything rolling the way it’s supposed to.” You shrug, looking up at the ceiling, “I don’t know. I’m desperate.”

Zach walks over and leans down, “You do what you gotta do.” He smirks, “I love you.” He presses a kiss to your lips, “text call if you need anything, alright?”

You nod, “I love you. Have a good day, baby.”

You hear him leave and you let out a sigh, mumbling to yourself, “Please let this work.”

A little later on, you found yourself doing exactly what you told Zach you were going to do. Rot in bed and watch tv.

Your phone dings and you pick it up, seeing a text from Zach that makes you smile, Is my girl okay?

You answer back, sending him a selfie of you in bed wearing his sweatshirt, Doing as I said I would be doing lol.

You rest your phone in your lap, waiting for his text that comes through rather quickly, Look at that cutie patootie. Do you need anything? Are you hungry?

You smile, tilting your head as you type, Just bring something home with you, babe. I made something before I got back into bed so I can wait.

He shouldn’t be too much longer, as of right now you just wanted to be with him.

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“Baby!” Zach calls as he walks through the front door, “I’m home!”

“Living room.” You call out, sniffling as you try to make it look like you weren’t crying, but you fail, and Zach picks up on it right away.

“Whoa, hey.” He drops everyone on the end of the couch and walks over to you, “What’s going on, sweetheart?”

He sits down next to you, his arms opening to welcome you into his body, “I’m right here.”

You lay your head against his chest, sniffling as you try not to cry. He runs his hand over your head, “It’s okay, y/n. I got you.” He presses a kiss to your head, “I got you.”

“I just.. I don’t..” you sob, your hand gripping his shirt as you gasp for air, “I just want to give you the family you want.”

“Hey, hey.” He reaches down, his hands holding either side of your head, “Listen to me, you’re who my main focus is on right now and it will forever be on you and eventually, when the time comes, you’ll have to share that with whatever we have..”

He smiles as you laugh, “I know..”

“You’re the most important thing to me, okay? I’m here whenever you need me. Whatever you need, I will move mountains for you.” Zach raises his brows, “I’m here, and I’m not nor plan to be going anywhere.”

He kisses you in between words, “No.. matter.. what.”

“I love you. Sorry for being such a big bawl baby.”

“I love you.” He smirks, wiping away your tears, “Snot and all.”

“Oh my god.” You reach over to grab a tissue and wipe off your face, “I’m sorry.”

He chuckles as he shakes his head, “Don’t be. Okay. Why don’t we go for a drive or something? Hmm. Get your mind off things?”

“As long as we don’t go into anywhere public, I’m in.”

He nods, “Sounds like you got yourself a deal.”

You lean in, kissing his lips a few times, “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You probably wouldn’t be with someone who’s as handsome or hilarious as me, but it’s fine. We won’t talk about that.” He smirks, pecking your lips, “Come on.”

You spend the late afternoon into the evening driving around. You went and parked at the overlook, watching the ocean crash against the shore as you ate dinner.

He talked about his podcast today and what all went on. You filled him in on the show you started to watch.

It was overall a very good distraction.

“So.. I think we should go home soon..” you turn your head as you rest it against the headrest, “or we can do it here. Up to you.”

He laughs, “Can you wait until we get home?”

You sigh, giving him a smirk, “I guess so.”

He reaches over to take your hand as he starts driving, “I think we’re trying too hard, babe.”

You nod, “I agree.”

“I think, you should start posting content again, or even just come to the studio with me. Socializing might be good, it’ll keep your mind off things.”

“I hate when you’re right.” You smile and he nods, “I know right. Doesn’t happen very often.”

You laugh, giving his hand a squeeze, “I know. Soak it in while you can.”

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A few more weeks goes by, and yet another negative tests.

“That’s it.” You groan as you toss the stick into the trash, “I give up.”

Zach tightens his arms around your waist, “Maybe it was too early, baby.. we can test against in a few days.”

You rest your head back onto his shoulder, “Maybe I’ll just stop testing. The universe clearly has it out for me. I don’t know why.”

You take a deep breath, “Let’s just.. I don’t know. Don’t let me stay on the couch or in bed all day.” You go to walk away but Zach pulls you back into him, “It’s okay.”

“You’ve said that.” You were clearly feeling everything, but Zach wasn’t letting it get to him, “I know I’ve said that, and I’ll keep saying it until you finally understand that it is really okay.”

You stay silent, looking down as tears fall.

He tilts your chin up, “Sweetheart. It’ll happen. Okay. I promise you, one way or another, we will have ourselves an itty bitty little baby.”

You smile, quickly swiping away your tears, “I know. I know. I just want it to happen now.”

“I know, me too. But there isn’t anything we can do. It gets tiring, annoying. Stupid.” He laughs which makes you laugh, “This waiting game is overrated.”

He nods, “But it’s what we need to do. I promised you I’m going to put a baby in you, and I’m keeping that promise.”

His hands slide to your hips, “even if it won’t do anything..” he smirks, “practicing never hurt, right?”

You tilt your head back as he kisses up your neck, “What do you say? Wanna let me take care of you?”

You bite down on your lip, “please.”

He lifts you up onto the counter and lifts your shirt up over your head, tossing it to the floor. You rock side to side as you push your sweats and underwear down over your hips and thighs.

He drops down to the floor, pulling them off fully before pushing your knees apart. His lips connect with your clit and you gasp, your hand flying to the wall and your other to his head.

His tongue swirls and flicks against you, earning moan after moan with each stroke, “F-fuck..”

Your breathing grows more rapid the closer he gets to your center. His tongue pulling out and pushing in causes your legs to close as the pleasure rolls through you.

His hands push your thighs apart, holding them open as he keeps working, pulling whines and whimpers from your lips.

You roll your hips forward, your fingers pulling and tugging his hair as you reach the edge of full frontal pleasure.

“Z-Zach..” you whine out, “So- so close!”

Your heel digs into his upper back, pushing him closer and you cum, “Fuck, fuck.”

His fingertips dig into the flesh of your thighs as he guides you through with a moan of his own.

He glances up at you, enjoying the sight of your body jolting with each rub of his tongue on your clit.

“So fucking sexy.” He groans as he stands up, his hands moving to push down his own sweats, “I fuckin’ love you.”

His lips crash onto yours as his arm hooks under your leg and holds it up. He cock slides into you with ease, and you swallow each others moans.

His thrusts are slow, caring.

His free hand moves up to hold the back of your neck, “You feel so good, baby. So good.”

You whimper against his lips, the walls of your soaked cunt squeezing around his cock, “A-Again..” you moan out, “Fuck.”

You pull him closest, his thrusts picking up just a tad as he brings you to the brink of a second orgasm, “Oh fuck.. fuck..”

“That’s it, baby. Let go for me. I got you.” Zach kisses down your neck, “I got you.”

He guides you through your second high and you feel his cock twitch, pushing deep inside of you as he cums with a moan, “Fuck, fuck.”

You lean back, resting against the mirror as he pulls out, reaching over to grab a towel to clean you up with, “Feel better?” He glances up at you and you smile, “Might just have to keep doing that all day everyday.”

“Oh girl, you’re going to kill me.” He laughs and drops the towel. He pulls his sweats up and grabs yours after he helps you down off the counter.

“I can’t do that.” You tease, “I need ya.”

“Yeah you do.” He smirks, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “What do you want to do today?”

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It took a lot, but you didn’t focus on getting pregnant as much as you did within last few.

Thanks to Zach, he was able to plan things and keep your mind as occupied as he possibly could.

You really did mean it when you said you didn’t know what you’d do without him, probably sit home and go stir crazy.

You managed to post more to your socials, finish and edit a YouTube video, and just overall, you didn’t feel as miserable as you did dwelling on something you just could not control.

“You coming with me today?” Zach asks as he pops his head into the bathroom. You nod, “I am, just finishing getting ready.”

“You look beautiful.”

You look over at him, giving him a small smile, “Thank you.”

“I mean, it. You look like you’re glowing.”

You don’t think anything of it. You just smile and shake your head, “It’s the not worrying about stuff that’s out of our control.”

He smiles, “I’m happy to see you happy.”

You walk over, kissing his lips, “Let’s go.”

You spent the day with Zach at the studio. You talked with Alyssa about the journey and how frustrating it was, but you haven’t been focusing on that as much.

“You’re going to be the best mom, y/n. I’m so happy that you’ve cut yourself some slack.” She says giving you a smile, “I’m hoping that when it does happen, it’ll kinda mellow that one out.”

She points to Zach and he rolls his eyes, “Keeping secrets won’t make you friends.”

“Who said I was keeping a secret?” She laughs and he scoffs, “My wife will tell me all about it later.”

“I’ll tell you right now.” Alyssa laughs, “I said, I hope you having a kid will mellow your ass out.”

“Doubtful.” Zach laughs and you roll your eyes, “I agree with him.”

As you’re sitting next to Alyssa while the podcast is being filmed, you can’t help but stare at Zach, thinking about seeing him in dad mode.

Him holding a tiny new born baby, gently bouncing them in his arms as they drift off to sleep.

You were so excited for it to happen, but you also kept reminding yourself that good things take time and it’ll happen when it happens.

You get a notification on your phone that your period is supposed to start today, but you brush it off. Clearing the notification from your screen and your mind.

You jump in on the conversation, leaning in to talk into Alyssa’s mic, and it was just overall a good day.

On the ride back home, Zach’s thumb is stroking the back of your hand, “You have a good day?”

“It’s always a good day when you bring your wife to work, is it not?” You laugh as he nods, “I wish I could do it everyday. Oh wait.” He looks over at you, “I can.”

You smile, nodding your head, “You sure can.” You sigh, “I have to pee again. I literally just went before we left.”

He laughs, “We’re almost home, baby.”

You get out of the truck, making your way up to the door. Zach follows behind you, reaching around to unlock the door, “Go ahead.”

You walk in, and head straight for the bathroom.

As you walk in, the box with one pregnancy test left in it catches your eye. You shake your head, sighing as you know the results will only be a one line answer.

But you take it anyway, and the cycle begins.

You rest the used test on the counter after snapping the cap back on. You finish up, walking over to wash your hands and your jaw drops.

“Zach! Zach!” You let the water run and open the door, “Zach! Zach!”

“What!? What!? What!?” He comes rushing in, stopping when he sees the test on the counter, “No way.”

You nod, “Oh.” You reach forward to turn off the water and he grabs your hand, “Oh god please tell me that’s water.”

“Yeah, I got too exited to dry my hands.” You pick up the test, “That’s.. two lines, correct?”

“Yeah, baby. That is two lines indeed.” Zach looks at you, “We finally did it.”

“We finally did it!” He cheers as he lifts you up, “we’re going to have a baby.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him tight, “We’re finally pregnant.”

You lean back, kissing him multiple times, “I love you. I love you. I love you.”

He smirks, pressing kisses onto your face, “I love you so much more.”

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Nine months later

“How are you feelin’ mama?” Zach asks softly as he sits down next to you. Your eyes scan over the swaddled newborn in his arms and you look up at him, “I’m so good.”

He smiles, leaning in to press a kiss to your temple, “You did so good. I’m so proud of you.”

You smile, resting your head on his shoulder, “We finally did it.”

He smiles, nodding his head before resting it on yours, “You did this, baby.”

“She’s our baby.” You laugh slightly, “she looks so much like you.”

“I think she looks so much like you.” Zach looks from the baby girl to you, “She’s beautiful, just like you.”

After a moment of you both sitting and staring at the sleeping baby in his arms, he starts to chuckle lightly, “I know.. this isn’t the time or place to say it, but I don’t think I’ll ever get the imagine of her coming out out of my head.”

You cover your mouth as you laugh, “I was waiting for that.”

“Sorry. I just..” he sighs, shaking his head, “Had to say that.”

You run your hand up and down his back, “Are you ready for another one?”

Zach turns his head, “If we didn’t have to wait a few weeks I’d say yes.”

“Shut up.” You laugh, letting out a content sigh, “I love you, and I love her.”

“I love you both more than you can ever imagine.” He smiles and purses his lips. You smile and lean in, gently pressing your lips to his, “It’s time for her to eat.”

“How do you-“

The baby starts stirring and starts to fuss.

“Told you.”

Zach shakes his head as he hands you your baby girl, “You continue to amaze me.”

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Thank you so much for reading! I love you all sooo much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

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Hodgins: What’s the straightest thing you’ve ever done?

Zack: *sighs*

Zack: I killed a man.

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Alright…. Big big post mainly just drawings

A drawing of Leona! Dell ( Brendan’s and Issas little girl grown ) and the twins! Leona loves her cousins and siblings so much

A myst post as well??!! Ofc! Because this is the only universe where jakes alive and well. This was just for funzies Jake(6) with his baby bro zenith 💞

Now for a relationship chart for my main next gen’s canon and fanon. I did forget to add dell so that’s why there’s extra… my canon babies are all grown up…

Malachi Levin Lilith Alina Elliot - laurmau

Zenith - goey/garzo

Gregory- vylacey

Leona didi Zachary - zanki

Trevor - Travlyn

Justice- Locinda (Lo x Lucinda for those who don’t know)

Dell -brendan x issa ofc

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DISCLAIMER: most of the characters in F tier are characters I barely know or do not know at all so if your fave is there I’m sorry I’ve never heard of them

My own sexyman ranking

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What's the deal with the Zatara family's magic?

S'ti yllaretil tsuj cigam! Tup ruoy Caasi Vomisa setouq yawa, on yltneiciffus decnavda ygolonhcet ot eb dnuof ereh, tsuj doog dlo deniohsaf gnitsaclleps. Yretsam fo eht citsym stra! T'nia attog nialpxe tihs ot enoyna. A draziw did ti, srekcufrehtom.

hguoc coughcough

Sorry, something in my throat there. More precisely, Merlin. It's Merlinian magic.

Taking a rarely-adapted aspect from older Arthurian tales, Merlin lived his whole life backwards. He aged backwards. He even experienced everything backwards. He wasn't actually traditionally precognitive. He just remembered things that had already happened to him, which happens to be everything yet-to-come from the point of view of the rest of the world, but this also means he never held any memory of the "past", he would never be able to tell you what the conversation you just had with him was about, because to him, that's the future. He's about to have that conversation. Everything was backwards.

So, of course, when he learned to speak as a child, he learned to speak backwards. Not from our perspective. He sounds like he's speaking normally to everyone else. But, everything happens in reverse to him, so to sound like that, he is forming the sounds in reverse. This isn't difficult to him, because just like the words he says are reversed for us to sound correct, everyone else's words that he was hearing when he was learning language were reversed to sound backwards! It's how he learned it in the first place. That's just what the language has always been for him.

So if he's speaking the way he hears everyone else speak... and if everyone else is hearing him speak the same way they speak, then why does it matter that he's actually saying things in reverse, within his own personal flow of time?

Well... because he was an absolutely brilliant sorceror who invented a lot of spells and entire schools and fields of magic. And in order to cast Merlinian spells... you need to say the words the way he did.

So that brings us to the story of Arataz, Merlin's last student, and first teacher.

Arataz was the man who found and raised the child (and later, infant) Merlin in the final years of Merlin's life before his birth.

From Merlin's perspective he got a surprisingly normal upbringing of mother Zatara (because he heard the name backwards) teaching him to speak and write and walk and all those things, and then once his magic began manifesting in his teen years, he naturally taught some of it to Zatara too, until his quest finally took him elsewhere and he left.

From Arataz' perspective he met the legendary Merlin whose power was waning and learned magic from him (including how to transform his own body, becoming more genderfuid over time) shortly before Merlin lost it altogether, and then spent the next decade caring for the baby Merlin (while Merlin was learning to speak from her from Merlin's point of view).

As Merlin got younger and younger, Arataz started needing to fight off cultist assassins who wanted to prevent the infant from being born in the days to come.

But the baby was indeed "born", to an unmarried elf woman who Arataz stoppd to help on the road. However, a few weeks into her pregnancy, Arataz discovers this elf is actually a form that Loki had taken in order to steal the baby Merlin for his own ends, not knowing that she would turn out to be Merlin's mother and become stuck in this form for 10 months. Arataz continues to protect Loki from the cultists who still think they can prevent the conception, but it comes to light that one of the cultists in particular has been working against the rest in secret to help them stay alive.

Near the end of Loki's pregnancy, they happen across the Fae king Oberon (himself the son of Morgan le Fey, Merlin's "future" rival who reformed and moved to Avalon centuries ago). Unknown to either of them, Oberon is currently being posessed and controlled by Dormammu, the timeless demon of the Dark Dimension.

Knowing that she's nearing the "end" of her reverse pregnancy, Loki has been quick to bed basically everyone they meet in travels in hopes of finally ridding herself of this pesky time-inverted fetus and being able to change shape again, and "Oberon" is no exception to this pattern.

In secret, the traitor cultist (actually a banished Atlantean whose lineage includes the eldritch blood of Icthultu) who'd been protecting them has prepared a ritual grounds for the union, and magically introduces herself and an extradimensional fourth (or sixth?) parent to the conception. Dahak, The Dark One. Arataz discovered this scheme and attempted to stop it, but failed. However, the cultist's planned alteration of the timeline with Merlin as a new Deliverer never came.

Everything had happened as it always would. Merlin had always been the child of Dahak, the Atlantean cultist (and by extension, Icthultu), Dormammu, Oberon, Loki (by himself a multi-paragraph lineage but that has to be its own post), and the elf woman Loki had taken the form of. All the evil schemes were already foiled years ago by the excellent parenting Arataz had given Merlin to overcome any darker impulse of his genetic origins.

In the aftermath of the conception and the conflict surrounding it, with Merlin now... gone, Arataz just... left, leaving the gaggle of once-and-future parents to bicker amongst themselves. The schemes, the stakes, the reason for all of them being there was gone. But Arataz just missed his child.

She continued travelling, helping people wherever she found them, for many years before finally settling down in Italy to start another family. When Arataz became pregnant, his husband demanded that the baby take the mother's name. But Arataz asked that the baby be named according to how her first child, Merlin, would have heard his name.

Zacharias Zatara was born, and the Zatara family line officially began.

As the generations of Zataras passed, each child being taught Merlinian magic from a very early age, their full lifetimes from birth to death saturated with it... pecular things started to happen.

Every Zatara is just a little unfastened from the normal passage of time, in some way or another.

"The Picture of Dorian Grey" was inspired by a Zatara family member who was frozen unaging, but unable to mature or learn as a person either, for decades.

Another family member could rewind time to try things over again, but once she caught up to the present, would disappear and skip over just as much time as she'd spent looping.

Another family member spent every other day as an old man, alternating between youth and old age, only aging further on the young days, until they caught up with the old days and he died.

Luigi Zatara would involuntarily slip into trances, astral projecting centuries into the past or future, or even alternate timelines.

His son, John Zatara, could temporarily send other people or objects into reverse time for a few seconds or minutes.

His son, Giovanni Zatara, will sometimes, every few weeks, receive long-term memories in the wrong order. He'll wake up, not remembering yesterday at all, but remembering just as clearly some day 6 years from now instead. Then 6 years later he catches up with getting that first day back and finally remembers it as if it just happened.

Giovanni's first son, Zachery, mysteriously vanished on his 13th birthday, only to reappear again 26 years later to the day. Zachery's 26th birthday won't come for a while, but the family assumption is that he will disappear again in a cycle, 13 years on, 26 gone, and likely outlive all his current relatives.

Which of course brings us to Zatanna Zatara, for whom all her experienced memories are in the right order, but, her age, including maturity, is all scrambled up. One day she'll be with the Titans in her teens or early 20s, the next day she'll be with the Justice League Dark in her mid-to-late 40s. Some days she's just spending at home and doesn't need to move a lot or fight, maybe she's in her 90s, then back again when the Titans call.

It's not just changing her body. It's shuffling the chronology of her life and development as a person. All her textual memories remain "in order" according to the outside world, but, she also aged faster because she would one day spend the majority of her teens and young adulthood with the Titans. When Giovanni was raising her, she nearly skipped from 14 to 26 in just about seven months. Neither of them knew it yet, but there was a more important time in her life for all those youthful seconds to go, when she would be able to spend them with friends and peers.

Aside from some mildly awkward moments of hanging out with Batman and involuntarily de-aging 15 years a few seconds before his sons walk in, she's happy with how the family magic manifested for her. It often (but not always) tends to match her with the general age range of the people she's with who are, or will be, most important to her. So it works out. Even if the Teen Titans and Justice League are in the same room at the same time... Who'd she walk in with? Who's she gonna leave with? Who's she gonna spend the most time talking to? Who does she need to be close to, or to take her seriously? She might not know, but her magic does.

Magic does not always come with a price. That's a myth written into fairy tales to shame people into relying on the church for their miracles. Magic is rarely exactly what it seems, and can rarely be totally controlled, but it's not malicious. It's not even uncaring. And if you trust the mystic tides, they may just carry you through time itself to find friends, lovers, parents...

Trusting the mystic tides of time to connect you with the people you need, that's what Merlinian magic, the magic of the Zatara family, is.

Ho, dna I sseug s'ereht a tol fo gniklat sdrawkcab oot. ...Ni thgisdnih s'taht ylbaborp tahw eht niotseuq saw yllanigiro tuoba, thgir? Parc, siht tsop ev'dluoc neeb a tol retrohs. Ho llew. Evah a doog Gnivigsknaht enoyreve (ro revetahw tnelaviuqe lanosaes yadiloh ruoy noiger setarbelec)!

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Shazam: so am I like part of your team now?

Cyclone: umm…

Y/N: you’ll be on our contacts list

Cyclone: (whispers) baby do we really need him on our team?

Y/N; I can do magic and Al already behaves like a child so no.

Shazam: so…am I in?

Cyclone: don’t call us we’ll call you

Shazam: awesome! Do you want my number?!

Y/N: uh…we got it already we’re good.

Cyclone and Y/N fly off…

Cyclone: delete his number

Y/N: already did

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New Chapter’s up. Getting close to the end!

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Y/N getting drunk on girls night and calling Zach and he (since he doesn’t drink) takes care of her. Pure fluff, lots of love confessions, lots of “i really want to, trust me I do but you are drunk which means you can’t consent sweetheart”

I’m in the mood to write some fluffity fluff 🖤

Warnings: mentions of drinking, alcohol, flirting, fluff

Word Count: 1.9k | unedited

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It started out as dinner and some drinks with the girls, then that quickly turned into everyone being convinced to go to the bar.

And then another bar.

Then finally, another bar.

You finished your last drink when you decided to call it a night, “You..” you laugh as you friend slowly turns around, everything was funny, “You guys have.. a.. fuck, what was I saying?”

She laughs, “I don’t know, but I love this song!” She dances around in place and you gasp, “Oh yeah! Do you guys have a ride.. home?”

“What?” She yells, leaning in, “A what?”

“A ride.. home!”

“Ohhhh!” She nods, “Yeah, Mikayla’s boyfriend is coming.”

“I think I’m gonna call Zach to come get me.” You look down to call him, but you see his face on the screen, “You did call Zach, like ten minutes ago.”

You smile, “Sorry! I’m kinda.. drunk.”

“Kinda?” He smirks, “I’m on my way. Can you meet me out front?”

“Yessir!” You reach out, grabbing your friend on the arm, “Zach is about here.” You lean in and peck her on the cheek, “I gotta go before I fall over.”

You laugh as you walk away and stumble towards the front door. You push it open, taking in a deep breath of the cool, not so stuffy air, “Where’s Zach?”

“I’m pulling up now, sweetheart.”

Your head snaps down, “Zach? When did you get here?”

He laughs and you look up to see a car come to a stop in front of you. You stare, watching as Zach gets out and walks around to you, “Come on.” He holds out his hand and you take it, allowing him to lead you to the passenger seat.

He leans down, pulling the seatbelt over your body and you rest your head back on the headrest as he clicks it into place.

He reaches up, gently brushing your chin with his fingers, “Hey, there’s no puking in my car, got it?”

“Uh huh.” You giggle slightly and furrow your brows as the car door shuts, “Zach?” You look around, pouting as you don’t see him next to you, “Zaaach!”

“Hey, hey. I’m right here, sweetheart. I had to walk around to get in.” He laughs slightly, “God you are so cute when you’re drunk.”

“Only when I’m drunk? Hmm.” You turn your head to look out the window and he reaches over to grab your hand, “No, I think you’re cute all the time.”

You interlace your fingers with his and look over at him, “I knew you liked me, too.”

“Too?!” Zach asks in a faux surprised tone, “What are you saying? That you like me as well?”

“I called you..” You scoff, “When I was drunk.”

“You’re still drunk.” Zach laughs and gives your hand a squeeze, “But you’re right, I’m very appreciative of that.”

You start to giggle and Zach looks over at you, “Did I miss.. the joke, or?”

“N-no, no. I just-“ you sigh, “Zachary Justice likes me.”

Zach smirks, “That he does, but why do you say it like it’s such a bad thing. Have you met yourself?” You furrow your brows as you try to think about how you would meet yourself.

“Alright, alright. That was-“ he laughs, “You don’t need to meet yourself to know you’re amazing. You’re just.. perfect to me in every single way.”

You bite your lip, fighting back a smile as his words replay in your mind, “People aren’t going to believe that Zach justice is nice.”

“What do you-“ he laughs as you cut him off, “Wait!”

“What!” Zach glances over at you and you look at him, “Does this mean I’m your girlfriend?” He shrugs, his thumb running over the back of your hand, “I mean, yeah, if you want to be.”

“Do you get to be my boyfriend?”

“Wow, you really are drunk.” Zach chuckles lightly as he shakes his head and brings your hand up to kiss it, “I’ll be yours forever, just tell me when to start.”

“Right now. Sold.” You pretend to hit an invisible gavel and Zach shakes his head with a smile, “As I said, perfect for me.”

You smile and he comes to a stop at a red light, “Are we going to your house?”

You nod, pointing with your eyes closed, “Yeah, it’s right over there.” Zach nods, “Okay, whatever you say.” He shakes his head and chuckles quietly.

The rest of the short drive was quiet.

“Are we home?” You lift your head and look around, “Hey, we are.” You look at Zach, “Are you walking me in?”

“Um, yeah.” He furrows his brows, “It would be rude of me not to make sure you were okay.”

You reach up, laying your hand against his cheek, “Such a gentleman. Can you carry me in?” He smiles, turning his head to press his lips to your palm, “Anything for you.”

“Wait.” You grab his arm and tilt your head, “We haven’t even had our first kiss yet.”

“Tomorrow, when you’re sober.” He reaches over and brushes your cheek with his thumb before he gets out and walks around to open your door, “Come here.”

He pulls you out of the car and you wrap your arms around his neck. He bends down, lifting you up and your legs go around his waist.

“Where is your key?”

“Purse.” You mumble back as you keep your head rested on his shoulder. He grabs your purse, sliding the strap down your arm and fishes out your key, “Did you steal a shot glass from the bar?”

“I sure did.” You giggle and he laughs, moving closer to the door to unlock it, “Where do you want to go?”

“I need to change.” You lift your head, “I can walk.”

“Up the steps? You sure?” He looks down at you and you hold onto his arm, “With help, yes.” You laugh and pull him towards the steps.

He pushes the door closed before you get too far ahead of him and next he’s right there with you. He holds you up as you walk up, one step at a time, “Alright Bambi on ice, here we go.”

“Last one, last step.” He turns you, “Your room is that way.”

“Oh yes, right.” You laugh and sigh as you walk down the hall to the room. You look up at Zach and smile, “You’re so cute.”

He smiles and shakes his head, “Are you going to remember any of this tomorrow?”

You scoff, “Baby, I’m drunk, not blacked out. Of course I’ll remember this, because this is the night you confessed your love to me.”

“I didn’t not co- you know what.” Zach laughs, “Maybe it is.” He sits down on the bed and pulls you into his lap, “I do infact love you. I’ve loved you silently for months now.”

You stare at him, a smile spreading onto your lips as you listen to him, “Y/n, I seriously don’t know where I’d be without you. Hell, it felt like we were practically dating for a while there, I didn’t question it because honestly, I was too scared of your rejection.”

“I love you.” You nod, “I have loved you, and I still do love you.” You giggle, laying your hand on his cheek, “Seriously, you’re the funniest, cutest, hottest, guy I’ve ever seen.”

“Now you’re just flattering me.” He smirks and shakes his head, “You’re so pretty, even when you smell like straight liquor.”

“Oh shit.” You cover your mouth with your hand and lean away, “I’m sorry.”

“No, no. You’re fine.” Zach pulls you back in, wrapping his arms around you, “You do need to get out of this dress, because I think that’s where the source is coming from.” He looks down, “Did you spill something on it?”

“Probably.” You stand up and walk over to your dresser as you let out a sigh, humming to yourself as you pull out new clothes.

“Are you leaving at some point?” You glance back at him and he shrugs, “Not if you don’t want me to.” You nod, “Yeah, I would really like it if you stayed.”

“Then I’ll stay.” He smiles and stands up, “Here.” He walks over and unzips your dress, “Got it?”

You nod, dropping it to the floor and throwing on your tee, “Yeah.” You change into a pair of sweats and point to the bed, “I’ll get a shower in the morning.”

You walk over, plopping down and you hold your arms out, “cuddle me please.”

He smiles and kicks off his shoes before moving to lay next to you, “I will, but you come here.” He laughs as you roll over and lay on his chest, “There you go.”

He presses a kiss to your head, “Did you have fun?”

You nod, moving to lean up on your arm, “Yeah, but I know a way we can-“

“No, baby.” Zach reaches up and cups your cheek, “Trust me when I say that I want to.. I really, really want to, but you aren’t sober enough, okay?”

You pout, “I know, I just don’t want to be awkward about it later on.” You lay your head back on his chest and Zach runs his hand over your head, “We can take our time with that, okay?”

“Okay.” You slide your hand up and over to his, holding on to it, “I really do mean it when I say that I love you.”

“I know, baby.” Zach smiles, sliding his hand up and down your back, “Just.. get some rest, okay?”

“You’re going to be here when I wake up?” You mumble, already half asleep, and Zach nods, “I’ll be wherever you need me, whenever you need me. I’m yours.”

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The next morning, you lifted your head from Zach’s chest and look up at him. He was silently sleeping, his arm still around you, his other still holding onto your hand.

You smiled as you nudged him, “Hey.”

“Hmm?” He slowly opens his eyes, blinking a few times, “How are you feeling?”

You tilt your head, “I’ll let you know after my shower.”

You get up, watching as he rolls over before making your way to the bathroom. You strip down, stepping into the hot stream of water and you let out a sigh.

Showering after coming home drunk is like a major reward.

Your sober mind goes back to replaying the moments that played out from last night, and you find yourself smiling like an idiot.

The truth was finally out, and all that needed to happen was some liquid courage.

After showering, you brush your teeth and make your way back into your room to quickly change into another shirt and sweats.

You crawled back onto the bed, lying neck to Zach, “Hey.” You whisper quietly, “Are you awake?”

He nods, “Yeah, yeah. Are you okay?”

“Mhm.” You bite down on your lip and smile as your press a kiss to his cheek, “I love you.”

His eyes snap open and he pulls you in closer to him, “Say it again, I like hearing it.” He smiles and you run your hand through his hair, “I love you, Zachary Justice.”

He reaches up, pulling you in to press a gentle kiss to your lips, “I love you, y/n y/l/n.”

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Sorry I haven’t posted in a few days. I think I need to write some fluff, I’ve been in a rut with smut, I think I need to take a day or two break from it and just push out fluff.

I love you all so much. Thank you for choosing to read my one shots. It means so much to me! I’ll catch you in the next one!

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