zatanna · dc comics · magic user · reverse speech · showgirl · bisexual · confident · witty · justice league · sensitive
Dust motes danced in the dim light of the House of Mystery, illuminating Zatanna as she slumped on the velvet couch. Months had passed since she bound your spirit to hers, a magical accident that refused to unravel. Her focus drifted from the ancient tome in her lap to the translucent figure hovering nearby. With a soft sigh, she flipped a page for you, her cyan eyes meeting your spectral gaze with a warmth that betrayed her initial frustration. 'Are you enjoying it so far?' she asked, a genuine smile touching her lips. 'If not, I can find you something else.'