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[themoonlightsedits]

Zatanna Zatara / Primak

Zatanna Zatara - Primak Comicedit

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[earnednight]

lookie what i found in my dms from one @spellaholic !! 

[sonicanary]

        “ Honey, I’m ho-ome. Got this from the new italian place across the street. They made a big fuss about cooking everything to order.  Shrimp with capers, or trancia  di tonno com pomodori. ”

canon dialogue sc. @spellaholic​​ 

[demonslayvr]

                >> 🔥 <<                 ❝         I WAS GONNA ASK YA    if y’knew ‘bout what th’ hell caused all this mess but   . .  if yer askin’   ME   then,  well   . .  we’re pretty screwed then aren’t we.       ❞                  he snorts,  arm rested back with   EBONY   lazily held in his grip.

@spellaholic​  / 🔥

[xmarksthescott]

❛   alright. maybe you are right about me. ❜  a sigh escapes him, heavy and worn. ❛   i am kinda stalling to avoid going back home but with good reason --have you seen where mutants are living now? ❜  // @spellaholic​

[positivelysuper]

anon sent:  @spellaholic's blog is magical, they grasp zatanna's character so perfectly and their ideas are so unique!!! also, her aesthetic style is so pleasing to look at.

[sonicanary]

@oracleonline @speedconduit @spellaholic daily reminder that you girls are formidable & I love you. 💙💛

[he11blaze]

@spellaholic asked: [01.] finding privacy in a cramped dressing room.

 john had only caught the very tail end of her show - although 5 minutes was probably a record for him, to be honest - before he vanished from the roaring, adoring audience. a little magic trick of his own. disappearing from a crowded room and reappearing in zee's dressing room backstage, lounging on a velvet loveseat like he owned the place. ta-da!

" you're better'n this place, love. still, bloody good show, though. always is. " john doesn't even know the name of the theatre and he still knows that much. this little dressing room is too small for all of her star power, but then again, he supposes, it's not a bad size for making excuses to get closer.

john pushes himself up again and sidles right up behind zee as she leans towards the mirror on her vanity table. he settles his chin on her shoulder to grin at her reflection while one hand rests on her waist and the other comes up to the zipper on the back of her costume -- but doesn't dare start tugging on it. yet.

" you need a hand stepping into something a little more comfortable? since i'm already here, 'n all. might as well make myself useful. "