Zatanna Zatara (
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- *open,
- april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- gilbert nightray | n/a,
- mitchell hundred | the great machine,
- molly hooper | n/a,
- richard swift | the shade,
- rick bradbury | n/a,
- † finn the human | bodaciousest of heroe,
- † han solo | scoundrel,
- † james bond | 007,
- † klarion bleak | the witch-boy,
- † larsa solidor | the emperor,
- † ned | the piemaker,
- † terezi pyrope | seer of mind,
- † vesper lynd | n/a,
- † wally west | the flash,
- † zatanna zatara | zatanna
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WHO: Sort of open. This is for of Themyscira-Zatara Family & friends.
WHERE: Diana and Zee's place and elsewhere.
WHEN: Throughout December.
WARNINGS: Enough of them.
SUMMARY: Cute winter holiday stuff. Please specify in the subject line if your threads are open or closed (and if they are closed, to which people).
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like.
[Come December first, Zatanna's already done a number on the house. Mostly in that she has finally relinquished her death-grip on the spooky Halloween mansion that it had been for Halloween (that had morphed into Thankschilling Day).
By the eighth, she has given up on normalcy and forced snow upon the house itself and the front and backyards; it is natural and cold and wet to the touch. More importantly, it's clean. It doesn't melt much or get sloshy and muddy. The forest she'd created for Halloween remains, though not overgrown. The air is sweet with the smell of pine, but not thickly so. She's cleared it out a little, made it easier to navigate. There is now plenty of room for building snow people and snow forts, in addition to the occasional snowball fight.
The inside of the house no longer (quite as) spooky. The fireplace in the living room seems to permanently be full of logs and remains lit even when no one is home. Halfway through the month, a pine tree also appears, growing through some dimensional wormhole so it remains real without having to cut one down. The dining room has a warm glow from candles and wall sconces and the kitchen seems to always have some wonderful smell wafting from it.
There is a fat orange Persian walking around, dressed as a reindeer. It doesn't seem perturbed by its costume and appears quite content, although trying to curl up and sleep almost anywhere in between desired pettings. Hermes has become more mellowed out since Halloween (and much larger, too) and only wears antlers on his head. Teekl and Gabranth declined to join the festivities.
This holiday season is going to be good. Or, hopefully at least much better than last year's.]
► OPEN: COOKIES FOR ME, COOKIES FOR FREE (ZATANNA).
► CLOSED: VESPER & ZATANNA.
► OPEN: ROASTING MARSHMALLOWS (APRIL).
► OPEN: AWKWARD SOCIALIZATION (GIL).
► OPEN: EXTREME MANLINESS CHALLENGE (JAMES)!!!
► OPEN: S'NO PROBLEM (TEREZI).
► OPEN: CUTE CHRISTMAS SWEATER PART II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO (MOLLY).
► OPEN: HOW DO I SECRET IDENTITY? LOL (WALLY).
► OPEN: PRETTY MUCH JUST A FUN-HATER (MITCH).
► OPEN: SNEAKY SANTA (HAN).
► OPEN: A LOT LESS OF A FUN-HATER, APPARENTLY (BRADBURY).
► OPEN: THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM FOR PIE (NED).
WHERE: Diana and Zee's place and elsewhere.
WHEN: Throughout December.
WARNINGS: Enough of them.
SUMMARY: Cute winter holiday stuff. Please specify in the subject line if your threads are open or closed (and if they are closed, to which people).
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like.
[Come December first, Zatanna's already done a number on the house. Mostly in that she has finally relinquished her death-grip on the spooky Halloween mansion that it had been for Halloween (that had morphed into Thankschilling Day).
By the eighth, she has given up on normalcy and forced snow upon the house itself and the front and backyards; it is natural and cold and wet to the touch. More importantly, it's clean. It doesn't melt much or get sloshy and muddy. The forest she'd created for Halloween remains, though not overgrown. The air is sweet with the smell of pine, but not thickly so. She's cleared it out a little, made it easier to navigate. There is now plenty of room for building snow people and snow forts, in addition to the occasional snowball fight.
The inside of the house no longer (quite as) spooky. The fireplace in the living room seems to permanently be full of logs and remains lit even when no one is home. Halfway through the month, a pine tree also appears, growing through some dimensional wormhole so it remains real without having to cut one down. The dining room has a warm glow from candles and wall sconces and the kitchen seems to always have some wonderful smell wafting from it.
There is a fat orange Persian walking around, dressed as a reindeer. It doesn't seem perturbed by its costume and appears quite content, although trying to curl up and sleep almost anywhere in between desired pettings. Hermes has become more mellowed out since Halloween (and much larger, too) and only wears antlers on his head. Teekl and Gabranth declined to join the festivities.
This holiday season is going to be good. Or, hopefully at least much better than last year's.]
► OPEN: COOKIES FOR ME, COOKIES FOR FREE (ZATANNA).
► CLOSED: VESPER & ZATANNA.
► OPEN: ROASTING MARSHMALLOWS (APRIL).
► OPEN: AWKWARD SOCIALIZATION (GIL).
► OPEN: EXTREME MANLINESS CHALLENGE (JAMES)!!!
► OPEN: S'NO PROBLEM (TEREZI).
► OPEN: CUTE CHRISTMAS SWEATER PART II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO (MOLLY).
► OPEN: HOW DO I SECRET IDENTITY? LOL (WALLY).
► OPEN: PRETTY MUCH JUST A FUN-HATER (MITCH).
► OPEN: SNEAKY SANTA (HAN).
► OPEN: A LOT LESS OF A FUN-HATER, APPARENTLY (BRADBURY).
► OPEN: THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM FOR PIE (NED).
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This is nice. [It's a quiet comment, just blurted out as she mixes more of a light blue to finish off Klarion's.]
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Everyone's been so busy lately -- it is nice that we've all found the time to get together like this.
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I feel like I'm busy... but at the same time, I'm not busy doing anything in particular. [Except for James (heh).] I think I've become complacent.
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[Diana smiles, popping a small piece of gingerbread into her mouth, almost fast enough for the human eye not to catch. No one will know.]
Not that it's a bad thing. [Diana, of all people, knows you can have more than one place you can call home.]
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[Zatanna might have noticed, but she's too busy shamelessly taking one of the cookies (that looks a little too much like one James Bond) that she'd lovingly made and snaps the head off, popping it into her mouth with a smile. It might have been intentional, the choice of cookie. Either way, she doesn't seem to care if she's caught scarfing down on her own hard work. She chews thoughtfully, leaning back in the chair.] I'm worried I might start self-sabotaging again.
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I'll always be here to remind you of how wonderful you are, and how wonderful our friends and loved ones are.
[Diana reaches out, patting Zatanna's cookie crust-filled hand with her own.] A lot of people know you and care for you, and if you do something that might hurt them, they'll know in their hearts that it isn't intentional. At least, not in the way that it should sever relationships.
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There are very few things people say or do that fluster her, but when someone like Diana says something like that? You get flustered. She looks down at her knees because it's easier than looking her in the eyes.]
Sometimes, I wonder... [All she can do is trail off on that. There isn't much more to say without getting too personal, uncomfortably personal. She twists her waist and turns toward Diana.] I'll be here for you, you know. Assuming you ever need it.
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I know; it's something that gives me great comfort.
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But, but, but.]
Thanks. For being here, I mean.
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You're welcome, but I could say the same to you.
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Ugh, so mushy. I could get cavities if I'm not careful. [She ducks her head and remains silent for a beat or two. It's hard to talk about her relationship, especially when she feels she shouldn't blame him for any of this.] I can't get over how he was after he was ported out. It was a week, maybe. But I can't just get over it. I couldn't get through to him and I worry that it might happen again. What am I supposed to do? Keep hoping while he keeps pushing me away?
[She stops almost as abruptly as she had started and bites her bottom lip. Even John never chose drugs or alcohol over her. Even at his worst, he was lucid enough to talk to her, lucid enough to be honest. Even when they weren't involved, he chose her. She'd stand by him, but she couldn't even tell if she was wanted or not.]
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Is he still acting strangely? I know he was bothered by events back in his world, but that's no excuse to treat you with anything less than respect. You had nothing to do with what he experienced.
[Again, it's respect for her friends' boundaries that's stopping her from doing anything beyond talking to the woman in front of her, but she can't just stand by while Zatanna feels this conflicted and bothered.]
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[She understands and appreciates it. Diana's such a good bro. :(] I want to, but I'm not sure I can. [What Zee means to say is that she's been hurt before and their relationship has taken a turn for the more serious. It's overwhelming her.]
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[To summarize, does Zatanna want to take the risk of getting hurt again?]
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We had a talk about what we wanted out of our relationship before he came back again, you know.
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And what did you two decide from that talk, if you don't mind me asking?
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Ultimately, that... somewhere along the line -- not anytime soon -- that we'd be happy with getting married. Something small and quiet. If. If we did. Kids are out of the question, but he's really trying with Klarion and Larsa.