z.z.

anything you can do, i can do backwards.

[magizian]

independent + private zatanna zatara from dc comics. by paige.

[magizian]

your main recruiters ;)

[see-ya-bye-blog]

[magizian]

🤨

cue my boo by usher ft alicia keys playing as soon as i hit the post button

[magizian]

if i tapped in and saw this whenever i wanted to i'd ignore it and carry on with my day too

[womanatlaw]

i wasn’t expecting the rebuttal to get so cutting edge:  like paper—cuts  &  lime juice,  something so small but,  it hurts just the same.  she was sounding like another witch i knew,  [   who was wronged  &  reeked of bitterness just the same  ]   but like that witch…  she was trying to better herself.  it almost made me smile,  the thought of goodness in theory but it was unbeknownst to me if that would be carried out. tbd.  i’m only assuming by the magicians twitch  &  sudden jumpy movements.  i’d offer some comfort if i knew it’d do any good,  but here..  with the anger in that hollow, deep gaze.  i could see the loss cause already.  i let it go..  she’d be left to stew in the makings of her own torment until  /  if  she asked for an out,  to which i’d happily grant.

yeah…  maybe after food,  she’d go back to..  y’know,  normalcy.  civility,  maybe.  although,  (selfishly)   i don’t mind the bitey,  ‘i could kill a man with this thumb’  zee,  but…  time  &  place  (?)  8am in the zatara estate wasn’t exactly the time or place for such angst.  i’d follow close behind for breakfast.    tilted head toward mere mention of crepe,  “  do you always eat like this..  (?)  “  despite profession  &  the proxy between the wealthy  &  my occupation,  i didn’t exactly life this type of life—style.  private jets & penthouses i got..  but the butler—maid—thing.  not so much.  but would i fall in line quickly  (?)  yes!  of course!  i’m not rude!   jus’ a beat or two  &  we’re sitting across each other at the table.  full spread of toppings for  crepes..  yet,  i’m already eating them without the extra festivities.  i would apologize if the night prior wasn’t half-way dreary  &  well…  if these didn’t smell so damn good!  a pause in fork shoveling  &  cutting to ask,   “  so do you do this often..  (?)  are you rollin’ out the red carpet of depression  &  good eats because you knew i was in town.  “

[magizian]

the light of a new morning peeks through the drawn curtains. while the sun contrasts her less than bright disposition, it naturally draws a squint from the woman that always needs to adjust for the start of a new day. the fork halts near her lower lip, " what ever do you mean, jen? " her insinuation? heard. but the haughty-taughty voice zee adapts quickly drops after a humored smile is stuffed with a forkful, clarifying after a quick chew. " edmun used to be one of my father's trusted advisors. he and the other staff are only here when i'm here, though. they're sort of like ... enchanted extensions of the house. " however, that doesn't include the mummy that guards the library or the animate statues that guard the doubled doors of the parlour. they're bound from the insistence to protect the very walls that house ancient arcana.

she gets it, though. the theatrics of dread & doom and unsubtle threats is enough to make anyone second guess if agreeing for a morning hangout was worth it, but the normalcy in the company was appreciated. rare, actually. it works upon the alleviation of zee's nerves that the person who sits across from her has had their fair share of run-ins or shoulder brushes with the oddities that prevent zee from getting a full eight hours of silent, undisturbed sleep. such a foreign concept, really. hm, " not necessarily. i never really pegged you for the therapist-type. how do you like the food ? " a hand aims for the glass of orange juice ( no pulp ), but only after she extends her finger in what she considers to be some late remembrance of reassurance. " oh, and don't worry. if i need to settle this the old fashion way and find myself in need of a great lawyer, i know exactly who to call. " it's practically a no-brainer.

[urbanoath]

PERIL   AN   EVERLASTING   COMPANY   TO   THEIR   PRESENCE;   even   at   tender   age   of   juvenile   antics   ghastly   events   seemed   to   whisper   in   their   ears,   enticing   the   brash   spirits   to   prove   their   bravery   in   rituals   forbidden   to   their   callow   skills.   passing   of   time   has   not   changed   that,   but   bruce   could   not   stop   the   fret   from   seizing   his   chest   when   death's   touch   loomed   so   close   to   her.    “   i   assume   the   reason   was   to   check   if   i   would   fall   for   the   demons'   bargain,   ”   gaze   followed   hers   to   where   their   hands   laced,   endearment   in   their   caresses   as   remembrance   threatened   to   drown   him.

CONQUEST   came   with   a   COST,   for   the   present   to   unravel,   the   past   should   ooze   from   the   gaps   of   his   reach.    “   did   you   know   they   would   offer   to   return   my   parents   in   exchange   for   batman   to   leave?   ”    accusation   almost   poisoned   tone,   but   composure   remained,   yet   steeled   tenacity   could   be   seen   in   the   elevation   of   his   eyes seeking for hers.

[magizian]

trickery: always masked in one's deep seeded desires, or the unresolved hauntings of their past. hellish creatures and the like idolize that motive, but there is profound strength in resistance. she's always seen that discipline in him, no matter the toll it takes on the soul. she lofts a shoulder, what she attempts to pass off as a casual admittance accompanied by the meek uptick of her brow. " close enough. " but rather, it was his livelihood she wanted to ensure, yet this didn't feel like the time to pull at one of her pliable heartstrings.

" ... well, i know they have a habit of stalking you because you don't exactly quiver in the face of them. but no, i didn't know, and i'm not totally surprised they resorted to that either. " for as much as they taunt, they're fed full off of fear. the gaze he sets into her eyes is heavy, chest compressing, though it doesn't make her recoil. she just offers a curious gleam through hers. " did you consider it? "

[promptling]

THE LAST WITCH HUNTER ( 2015 ) change pronouns as needed!

in her death lies our salvation.

let fear be dead to us.

there is no going back, for there is nothing to go back to.

this place reeks of death.

keep your wits about you.

everyone you love is gone.

i've seen it in your eyes, you wish for death.

you will never die.

i've been looking for these for awhile.

it's simple science.

you're gonna kill me?

i need you to take a seat.

you have no sense of time.

what happened to the ipad i gave you?

we're not all as adaptable as you.

i'm in a sentimental mood.

there are shades of evil everywhere.

if the window hasn't been opened, how did that get in here?

you wanna quit?

it is not illegal to sell mind-altering bugs.

you're too smart to go down that road.

one can only imagine how many times i've been lied to.

i never met the man in my life!

please don't think less of me.

you'll never see daylight again.

are you guys okay?

people shouldn't root around in their past.

every generation has to be given their chance to destroy the world.

you've got magic in your blood.

i'm not blaming you for destroying my life or anything, i'm just making an observation.

if you help me, i promise to keep you safe.

it's old money, old magic, and dangerous.

nothing more powerful for dark magic.

what is it that you don't want me to see?

you know what i like about thrift shops? everything in them is old.

you knew i would discover your secret, and you didn't care.

it was a very brave thing to do.

you are a disgrace to our kind.

i could have killed every last one of you.

i hope i don't look as rough as you do.

i'm afraid i bear some responsibility.

i've seen what comes next.

i'll do the honors.

clay cannot be turned to gold.

i don't know what happens next.

come on, you're not getting any younger.

you ready to go, or what?

i'm driving.

[lasaraconor]

[thatpinkmustache]

don’t tell me “you can’t do that” ‘cause I will do that

[phoebehalliwell]

prue’s butterfly hair decoration appreciation post

[edsheeranmattmurdock]

"If loving you is wrong, I never wanna be right" - Zatanna Zatara

[renesyce]

zatanna

[hopefuture]

@magizian gets a thing

"It's always 'how did the rabbit get in the hat' or 'how do you pull a hat out of the rabbit', does anyone ever ask you how the rabbit is doing? Is there a rabbit union?"

[magizian]

fingers snap in poetry-like reverence with the appreciative pull of her mouth. an ode to all those monstrous fur balls [ affectionate ] across the seven seas. " uh ... technically, yes. they're called 'the order of the rabbits'. a little on the nose if you ask me, but - betcha didn't see that one coming. "

[dailyflicks]

Halloween 1978 | dir. John Carpenter

[aussiehorrific]

An American Werewolf In London, ca. 1981.

[dailydccomics]

Zatanna Special (1987)