#p: john constantine

[thelesbianthespianposts]

going down a non bat superhero tag be like: Batman post, Batman post, Batman post that explicitly belittles the tagged superhero, more disrespect, post that doesn’t even mention the tag but says justice league in it, GOOD POST, good analysis but somehow still about Batman, ship art with Batman, post that has nothing to do with the tag or the fandom, the most incorrect take you’ve ever heard, more disrespect, take based on a spin-off animated show that hated he character, GOOD ART, just a genuinely confusing take, Batman post, Batman post, Batman post.

[s-darling-art]

Twt gave me characters I’ve never drawn before for this

[azurine-cryptid]

i have all the issues of hellblazer rebirth, i got them from ebay, decent price for an entire series

im already suffering with the choice to censor swears with fucking skull emoticons

not even grawlix.

Fucking.

SKULLS.

[mr-scandinavian]

I think about when I first heard Matt Ryan speak OOC after only seeing him as Constantine all the time

[starsapphire]

i could be really powerful with the kristoffvernard url right now but i will resist

[ghostbsuter]

The house of Nightingale & Constantine ( P. 1 )

> next part

.・゜-: ✧ :-

You know, when Batman reassured him (was it tho? His way of using words is a bit... confusing.) of bringing in a third person for their common problem, Phantom, Danny, didn't press nor worry.

He regrets it now, just a little bit.

—

Dick liked Danny.

The small guy has been an absolute delight!

(He isn't grinning when he and Damian duke it out, doesnt watch fondly when Danny and Jason exchange the most weirdest ways of insulting someone or when He and Steph gossip, Cass sitting behind him with her hands in his hair.)

(He can see from the corner of his eye the way Tim hides a grin behind his hand, texting Danny someone rapidly and their Guest laughing at random times, the way even Duke, despite wearing the sunglasses, seems to warm up pretty quickly to their new brother friend.)

(It's doesn't help that he has black hair and blue eyes either.)

Danny has been living with them for some time now, temporarily as it may be, and grew on them all pretty quickly.

Bruce told them when Constantine arrived at the cave, seemingly irritated for unknown reasons, and they all were ushered to the elevator.

There is no noise as they arrive, Danny few feet off the ground and engaged on a hot topic with Steph as they go down the stairs.

The moment Constantine is in sight however, has their resident ghost snapping out of the conversation and zooming in on the man from afar.

It's kind of funny? The way his black hair fluffs up like in a Ghibli Movie, the way his eyes narrow to slits, glowing a faint green.

Many shout in alarm at the sight of agitation (?), Dick sees Constantines own eyes glow a eery gold??

It's like two cats staring down one another, a showdown.

(Someone should record this.)

The two meet down in the middle of the cave, Danny is bristling and John scowling.

"Really Bats? A Nightingale?" The blond man scoffs, pushing his hands into the pockets of his coat, hands roaming for cigarettes probably.

"Excuse me? I thought the line of Constantine died out back then, with the way you handle your stuff." The teen hisses back, a hand running through his poofed up hair.

"Hah!" The Hellblazer gives a mocking laugh, cigar already in hand and lit. "'With the way we handle our stuff'? Weren't the Nightingales out of commission not so long ago?"

The glow might have died out, but the tension only rose higher.

Danny turns to Batman, glowering.

"Asking for the help of the house of Constantine? Are you crazy? Those nutjobs have no self-preservation!"

John's eye twitches at the remark.

"No self-preservation, my ass. Nightingales do nothing but mess with stuff they shouldn't, talk about self-preservation when you have it yourself, pipsqueak."

And Danny? Danny growls.

"All you do is trick every being to do your bidding! One day all of this will catch up to your house and me? I will watch as it burns."

The blonds cigarette snaps in his grip.

"Burn? Me? Doesn't the house if Nightingales hunt the beings we 'trick'? It seems to me that your lineage is already going down as we speak."

The argument (?) continues and the batclan does nothing but watch as if its a particularly interesting tennis match.

(John looks like he's about 5 seconds away from strangling Danny and the teen about to bite off John's head.)

"What's going on?" Finally, Batman steps in.

"What's going on? What's going on?? You said you'd bring in a third person! Not a constantine!"

The bat shows no signs of anything really, when both teen and man whip around to face him.

"I thought you'd know better than to involve yourself with the house of Nightingales."

"I was here first! No take backs!"

"And yet I know bats longer, don't I, pipsqueak?"

"Foolish trickster!"

"Imprudent necromancer!"

(Apparently, beef between two houses of dark exists and they had the chance to experience it first hand.)

(This is one of the many occurrences.)

[yeahthisisabadidea]

Twin Ghost Kings

An idea I got into my head, I've seen a few tropes where Danny and Dani are twins, two sides of a coin, the king and the free spirit sort of idea. so what if, both Dani and Danny become the ghost king?

I can just imagine some poor smuck (cult? the Justice Leauge? someone from another fandom?) decides to summon "the ghost king" for whatever reason, so solve XYZ or to grant them world dominating power, whatever, and they're expecting a single, monsterous, tyranical being Pariah Dark, but in stead, they get these two black and white child-ghosts (they're not acctually children, it's been centuries, but it's fun to be OP while being underestimated and messing with people)

This wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote a bit of it, so...

The boy’s eyes roamed over the heroes, down to the circle and then made eye contact with John.

“Dani?” he asked, tone echoing and childish but oh, so dangerous. The hair on the back of John's neck stood on end. The girl similarly looked directly at John, acid green eyes boring into him. The feeling doubled down.

“Yes, Danny?”

“I think we’ve been summoned.”

The two smiled twin grins. It was sharp and mischievous and unnerving with too many teeth, too wide for their faces. As they continued to speak, the two began to float around as easily and aimlessly as leaves in a breeze, circling the heroes like predators evaluating their next kill. John certainly felt like prey.

“I think you’re right.”

“Someone tried to call Pariah.”

“Someone called the ghost king.”

“Someone wants the dark.”

“Someone made a mistake…”

“Ying yang spirits,” John muttered. The two children continued to circle each other in a dizing display of black and white and green eyes that hold too much power.

“Nope,” the girl giggled, popping the p.

“Close, but no.” Confirmed the boy in a sing-song voice, his impish smile only growing sharper. 

“Then wha– who are you?”

The spirits stopped their flying to drop to the ground in front of Constantine, their wispy tails splitting and solidifying into sets of legs so they could stand and stare with those green eyes at the man.

“We are the ghost king,” the boy said simply, voice teeming with power that made John’s ears hurt. The girl continued.

“Heirs apparent of the infinite realms and all that call it home.”

“And you have dared to summon us.”

“I don’t understand,” John had to try twice before his voice was loud enough to be heard. “I thought I called The King... Pariah Dark?"

"We told you."

"We are the king."

“I am the king phantom,” declared the boy. “Watcher of stars, bane of the dark. I am the guardian, the keep, the order. I am the light of the moons.”

“I am the king phantasm,” declared the girl. “Who followed after and seen all first. I am the wanderer, the wild, the chaos. I am the void between.”

“You demanded the Ghost King.”

“You called to the Dark.”

“So, tell us, Hellblazer,” the girl mused, grin sharp and wicked as she circled him, pausing to leer over his shoulder. “Who are you loyal to?”

“The crown?”

“Or the dark?”

“Be honest now.”

“We’ll know if you lie.”

“We can see your soul.”

“We own most of it, after all.”

[johnwickb1tsch]

M A S T E R L I S T

( most y/n fics are fem gender but [attempted] no real mention of specific appearance, race, body type) ✨️=COMPLETE!

J O H N W I C K

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[feinv]

show me how. john constantine x fem!reader. smut. angst. make-up sex. unprotected p in v. missionary. doggy. coming inside. poor aftercare. john is an asshole. 2k words.

summery. you just need him to show you that he needs you.

a/n. based on a request! gif credit.

you were staring at him, tears threatening to fill your eyes as he once again chose you over a job. you don’t even remember the last time the two of you were actually together, spent time together.

at the start of your relationship, he was always away during daylight hours, returning past sunset and devoting his evenings to you. and you didn’t mind. you knew the nature of his job, and still decided to be with him. but then it progressed into being away for almost twenty-four hours every other day. soon it turned into not seeing him for weeks on end.

and yet you didn’t leave. how could you? you knew he was busy….had lives to save. he wasn’t just out having fun, it was dangerous as well. how could you ever be mad at him for helping people?

but as bad as you felt, your emotions overruled the guilt inside, deciding to finally confront him the next time he was around.

and today was that day.

he was home for only five minutes before he opened his bag and filled it up with some occult stuff — half of which you had no idea what was used for — getting ready to drive off and deal with another of his demonic cases.

your heart ached how he simply greeted you without even a kiss or a hug like you two were some good old pals. it was getting out of control.

“are you leaving again?”you questioned firmly, knowing the answer that was about to come, yet deciding to ask it anyway.

“yes,” he replied dryly, not even bothering to look at where you were seated on bed. “i have stuff to deal with.”

you were holding you tears back, trying so hard to make your voice appear normal, like you weren’t at the edge of a breakdown, “can’t you take a day off?”

“no,” his eyes looked for a tool he needed, entirely engulfed in his doings as if you weren’t even there.

“please, i ju-”

“did you not hear what i just said?” he cut you off harshly, locking eyes with you for the first time, annoyance dripping from his tone.

you sighed, getting off from the bed as he continued his actions, moving to the wardrobe to withdraw a small suitcase. you opened up your drawers and started stuffing your piles of clothes into the bag, silent tears covering your cheeks.

it all reminded you of the dramatic characters from movies and you felt like a petulant child trying to run off after every minor disagreement.

except you two were adults, and it was anything but a minor issue.

constantine stopped in his tracks, side eyeing you with confusion as he registered your actions, blowing out a breath from his nose. “what are you doing?”

“leaving,” you whispered back quickly, the word ready on the tip of your tongue waiting to be finally said out loud, and you didn’t elaborate further.

he eyed you for a moment, putting the items from his hands down, closing the distance a bit. “what is that supposed to mean?”

“what does it matter to you, john? i could have left weeks ago, and you wouldn’t even notice, you uttered, increasing the speed of your movements, matching the speed of the tears falling from your eyes.

he walked to stand next to you, his angry eyes soaking in your figure, “what are you even talking about? hey- put that down.” he half yelled, jerking the clothes out of your hands.

you finally stopped and looked up at him, watching as his pupils were scanning every mimic on your face.

there was so much you wanted to say, yell — shout. but the anger was running so wild in your veins, you didn’t even know where to begin, how to speak up.

“are you out of your mind?” he looked you up and down, like he was trying to find something on you that would prove his conviction that you were somehow insane.

“what?” you laughed in disbelief, “you have the audacity to call me crazy? when i see you twice a month? for fifteen fuckin’ minutes?” you poked his chest with your pointer finger, voice getting an octave higher by each word.

he didn’t match your energy, staying collected with the lack of reaction, which made you all more frustrated. “calm down, and you are not going anywhere,” he argued back.

“why? so i can stay here and watch how you choose those fuckin’ demons over me again and again?” you gritted your teeth, your hands reaching to the remaining pile of clothes, hiccuping and sniffing back, your entire face wet and most definitely red — a total fucking mess.

his hands stretched and gripped your wrists, moving your body away from the suitcase and straightening it, trapping your hands against your chest. “don’t act like a child right now. i can’t stay here and babysit you all day.”

his words cut right through whatever hope you still had. you were frustrated, and sad, and tired. and so utterly disappointed. “with no one here you won’t have to worry about babysitting,” you spat back.

he softened his grasp on your wrists for a second and you quickly used that opportunity to zip up your bag and march past him to the front door, deliberately putting on your shoes and tying the laces as slow as you can to prolong the moment, giving him time to apologize.

but constantine didn’t know the existence of that word, and you were well aware of that.

yes but was he letting you go this easily? was he not gonna fight? perhaps you were right to leave.

you sighed in defeat, twisting the door knob and peeking it open for an inch before a hand slapped it shut from behind.

you turned around, not having a time to protest as his lips crashed into yours, his hands flying to your waist as he kissed you hungrily.

you were entranced for a second as your mind went dizzy, returning back the kiss before some sense was slapped right back into you, your hands pushing him away harshly. the two of you silently stared at one another, breathing heavily, your own face flushed, chest heaving under his gaze. you felt fresh tears staining your cheeks before your hands gripped his black suit and guided him back to you, connecting your lips with his again.

it wasn’t passionate — all teeth and roughness, frustration. he switched his palms from your hips to the back of your thighs, making you jump a little and cross your legs around his torso.

he carried you to bed, putting you down on the soft mattress, getting rid of your pants before his hands roamed back to your shirt, breaking the kiss to remove your top over your head.

you unbuttoned his white shirt, throwing it away from his body as your hands felt the toned muscles of his chest. he planted rough but needy kisses all along from your jaw to your neck, sucking on the soft flesh while his fingers were unclasping your bra.

you whined into the sensation, gripping on his dark messy hair, feeling his wet lips suddenly trailing slow kisses in between the valley of your nude breasts. “don’t be so difficult,” he whispered against your skin, “you are important to me.”

you stayed silent for a moment, closing your eyes not to cry all over again. you broke all the records today. you knew he wasn’t the most affectionate person, but you still needed something to prove you he cared. “what would i know?”

he looked up at you, his face dangerously close to the only piece of material left covering your body. “you do.”

with that constantine-like “assurance,” he trailed his fingers down to your abdomen, removing the fabric from your thighs before his hands found their way back.

you inhaled a soft gasp when he started playing with your clit, rubbing it softly and pinching it in between his fingers.

he captured you in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth when you felt a finger being pushed inside of you.

he swallowed your moans, you hands firm on the back of his neck, keeping him close to you as he added the second one, thrusting them in and out in a steady rhythm.

you felt him curling his fingers inside, pressing on your inner walls in a way that felt so good while his thumb simultaneously continued playing with your clit, making you clench around him. that bubble was about to explode as you struggled to keep your legs open when he retrieved his hands from you, your dissatisfied whines reaching his ears.

was he denying you an orgasm as a way of punishing you? perhaps. and you wanted to shower him with strings of curses, but decided there was a more brutal way.

“tell me you love me,” you demanded, breaking the kiss and staring up at him as he leaned back, his dark eyes staying on yours.

you suddenly felt him rubbing his length on your entrance to collect your wetness as a lube, not even noticing when he got rid of clothes. “tell me-” he cut you off as he slammed in, not letting you get used to his size before he pulled out completely, forging back again.

you mewled at the contact, throwing your back and closing your eyes to ease the uncomfortable sense of fullness.

he grunted at your tightness, continuing his assault as you felt the pleasure finally cursing through you, greedily sucking in his cock and wanting more. “say it,” you tried again, mentally begging him to just say those three words.

instead, he shoved his fingers into your mouth, shutting you out as you tasted yourself on him from when he was inside you with his digits just moments ago. his mouth latched into your nipple, swirling his hot tongue around then sucking and repeating it over again, altering between your breasts.

your nails scratched his back harshly, leaving red marks that you knew definitely hurt but you needed to do something at the intense amount of pleasure you felt. and you also needed to hurt just a bit — at least physically — for being so cruel to you.

he groaned at the pain coursing through his back, altering his movements and moving through your walls with a new pace, his tip kissing your cervix repeatedly, your moans reminding a broken record.

you felt your orgasm approaching, that familiar tickle making you lightheaded. he gently pressed his palm over your pubic bone, his other hand latching back on your clit to massage it.

you cried out loud as the ecstasy washed over you, your back arching from the mattress underneath, your clenching walls tightening around him so much that he choked on his grunts, quickly manhandling your body around.

with your face buried in the mattress and ass up in the air, he slammed into you from a deeper angle. his hands definitely left bruises from how hard he was holding onto your hips, but you were also sure that you physically couldn’t hold yourself in place from how his dick was balls deep inside you. “don’t even dare to leave me,” his vulnerable but harsh voice brought you back to reality. “i need you.”

in your fucked out haze you didn’t truly register what he was saying, but at that point you would agree with just anything.

follow directly after his words, his groans echoing in the room and you felt the hot streaks of cum being shot into you, you limp body clinging to the white sheets.

still buried in you, he lowered his head to your spine, his sticky forehead connecting itself with your skin, his hot breath fanning just above your ass.

after steading back his breathing, he slowly pulled out of you with a squelching sound and a hot liquid running down your thigh, and you almost whined at how empty you felt.

he laid on his back, gently moving you against him as you cling to his body, practically laying on top of him. his fingers gently ran against your hair and you could feel the soreness of your muscles and the headache from all the crying enveloping you in a much needed sleep — hoping the former would catch up sooner.

with your eyelids fluttering shut and mind crossing the state of consciousness, you felt a barely audible “i love you” being whispered against your ear.

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[bluelotuswrites]

7, 20, 28, 33!

Ask game questions for those who want to ask!

7. Coffee or tea while you write? I don't really like either? I usually drink water or soda. :P

20. Share your favorite kiss scene from [insert fic]. If there's no kiss scene, share your favorite moment of intimacy (romantic or platonic) I'm gonna choose Hellblazer's Apprentice because it's my other baby. I really enjoyed writing Constantine's attempt to comfort Jason after he revealed he died. John has that sort of gruffness that affects how he displays emotions, but it's definitely the type of comfort that works best for Jason.

“Ah hell, kid…” John rubbed his eyes. “I’m sorry you had to go through that.” Snorting, Jason eyed the man skeptically. “No, really. If there’s one thing I hate the most is when kids get involved in this shit.” John wore a far-off expression before shaking his head and focusing back on Jason. “You didn’t deserve to die that young, and you certainly didn’t deserve to come back in such a rotten way. So for what it’s worth, I am sorry you had to go through that.”  Something warm that wasn’t the cigarette filled Jason’s chest at the words. As sad as it was, he had never heard such words before since he was brought back. “Thanks.” “Don’t mention it.”

28. What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with? Posted? Arkhamverse Jason being a ghost going on a murder spree. That was definitely my most fucked up one. Not posted? Well, let's just say there's more death ;)

33. A character you want to protect. Jason Todd. Canon is so mean to him 😭 (I say despite putting him through a bunch of angst and whump, but shhhh)

[misspresidenthao]

the vault

can ignore the small print, but you have been warned.

GOTHAM'S NEW GROOVE

THE SHADOW OF HER Darker than Black — DTB — Dick Grayson/Original Female Character slice of life, weird fluff, developing friendships, high school au TW: blood and gore, blood and violence, threats of violence, assassination attempt(s), assassinations plot(s), religious discussion, angry dick grayson Other fics: Darker than Him — DTH —Dick Grayson/Original Female Character canon divergence au, earth-3 richard grayson | talon TW: religious discussion, threats of violence, blood and violence, blood and torture, assassinations attempt(s), angry dick grayson (again)

Those of Intuition — TOI — Batfam & Original Female Character, Jim Gordon & Original Female Character, Edward Nygma/Original Female Character crackfic, crack treated seriously, bat puns TW: smoking, crack and angst, burn out, family issues, a lot of bad (bat) puns, depression

Ultraviolet — UV — John Constantine/Original Female Character, Green Lantern Corps & Original Female Character ultraviolet corps character, slow burn, fluff and angst TW: family issues, inappropriate use of lantern constructs, smoking, attempted murder, suicide attempt, attempted rape/non-con, bad parenting, bad decisions

Chasing Tails — CT — Tim Drake/Original Female Character fashion designer character, developing relationships, slow burn TW: stalker tim drake

Jade-colored tainted fear — JCTF — Jonathan Crane/Original Female Character Dubious Science, Unethical Experimentation, Awkward Romance TW: attempted murder, they are kinda crazy

The Runner — TR — Batfam & Original Female Character, Bao Pham (Clownhunter)/Original Female Character slice of life, track star character, crime fighting TW: fear of death, canon-typical violence, blood and violence, drinking to cope

NATURAL BORN KILLERS Mint and Pomegranade — M&P — Damian Wayne/Original Female Character enemies to allies, slow burn, unresolved tension TW: blood and injury, blood and gore, blood and violence, cannibalism, near death experience, minor character death, post-traumatic stress disorder - ptsd, obsessive-compulsive disorder, mental heath issues, metal breakdowns, manhandling, attempted murder, murder, arson Other fics: Show and Tell — S&T — Damian Wayne/Original Female Character hogwarts au, slow burn, enemies to lovers, after hogwarts legacy, hufflepuff/slytherin, unresolved tension TW: inappropriate use of wandless magic, unforgivable curses, fist fights, blood and violence

Other fics

The Tower — TT — Lee Jihoon | Woozi/Reader established Relationship, angst and feels

Everyone lies Once — ELO — Jason Todd & Reader, Bruce Wayne & Reader yapping to survive, journalism, arkham knight au TW: gotham city typical violence, blood and violence

Accelerate It! — ACI! — Bart Allen/Original Female Character slow build and slow burn, attempt at humor, rally driver character, young justice au TW: canon typical violence, inappropiate use of the speed force

[chaos-vixen]

Wait- did we cross-over again?

Idea rant time:

So Danny Phantom (Fenton depending on how much you know about him) has been traveling after (Mm let me pick a card) “Reveal Gone Wrong™️”! Let sprinkle that with a lil “Can’t Return/ Nothing to Return to” and we have a decent base for a fic.

Now comes my Idea

So here he is, in the R&D labs of Stark Tower after fully completing the plot with one Peter Parker (Spiderman to those who know him about him) and one Shuri, Crown Princess of Wakanda. And these three have already done their bit, payed their dues to the plot gods, when for some reason:

A) Danny’s lil side project malfunctions and opens a portal

B) Villain of the week opens a portal

C) Clockwork decides he needs a new plot point for his favorite soap opera

D) Danny is summoned and PANIC

E) Something else

And where does our hero(es) end up? Gotham, DCU! Which results in in two options!

I) Just Danny, goes with Alley street urchin route (most plausible ending being adoption, might stay)

II) Danny + Peter, dispute the intelligence between them, they go pizza delivery boy route (might be adopted, will be building tech, prob should work on getting home, Mr. Stark will worry. High chance of underground fighting)

III) Team Nirvana (Danny, Peter, & Shuri [GO READ The Ghost of Heroes!!!] And Shuri tells the boys that the pizza delivery plan is low-key dumb (honestly she might go with it but doubt it) and instead they’d get a proper set-up going and find the quickest way to make money is:

a) Undergound fights (Danny, Peter! Why is that your first though?!)

b) Sell tech (Profit↗️)

c) Get adopted(?? P: How will that make money? S: Have you seen yourself and Danny? Perfect adoption bait.)

Goodness this is turning out to be a build-your-own-adventure! But anyways, the plot depends on the options chosen,

(ex: B, II, a - Objective is cash, need to find an in to the underground for fight info and where they can register to participate)

(ex2: D, I- prob just needs to quickly deal with issue (1 Cult summoned [effete and find JLD to go home], 2 John Constantine summoned [likely needs help defeating x threat], and find a way home)

you could pretty much do anything with it (I know I said a lot of different ideas here, I’ve never seen a cross over like this, and I can see why [so many characters!!] but tbh it’d be fun [also Tim Drake + Team Nirvana + Everlasting Trio is a shit show waiting to happen)

I’m not sure who to share this with either (if you play with these ideas plz tag me– I want to see it!!!!!) but I might tag some ppl I’ve seen around the fandoms.

Honestly I thought my rant was going to be about Barista Danny

apparently not.

[azurine-cryptid]

Hey so uh. Hello tumblr it has been Long. I come back beceause I have new blorbo obsession as of late (as in last week officially im unwell about this guy)

I swear I was gonna draw him with a shirt but i liked the sketch of the body too much so here's John Constantine half nude in udnerwear (under the read more)

I've been starting to collect comics since like

last week

cause i realized i can do that

yes theyre all hellblazer related I said it was a new obsession i mean it i am in hell while this brainwrom eats my fucking neurons

Finished reading John Constantine: Helblazer by Spurrier cause its the first one that came, gfffUck its so good

thos two volumes werent enough i need more, but i have to wait and i cant spend more money on orderingh Dead in America issues rn so :( gotta save ( i ordered many other comics before stopping, i needede to stop. I wouldve gone nuts. Restraint is necesry)

i am unwell

anywys good nigyt fiolks enjoy this bastard whos consuing my thought space :p

[ghostbsuter]

The house of Nightingale & Constantine ( P. 2 )

> previous part , > next part

.・゜-: ✧ :-

"Okay, who the heck is that?"

Danny storms out of the elevator, positively pissed at the appearance of another old house in his territory.

"Frederich Isak Showenhower, aka Freakshow, current heir of a long line of thiefs." John lets out a suffering groan, not even daring to take out a cigarette under Alfred's sharp gaze.

"Shoot, freakshow?"

"You know him?"

"Ancients, he mind controlled me at some point."

(He isn't gonna knowledge the narrowed eyes of the bat. Nu-uh.)

Constantine whistles at that, giving a wince. "Yeah, we all had go through that at one point."

"Didn't know he was a descendant of an old house, but I don't recognise the name Showenhower?"

John clicks his tongue, shrugging. "They branched out from the original house of Chatterton." He points at the screen, showing their current annoyance for all to see.

"What strange is, is that the house of Chatterton had many names in its line, so why is Showenhower of all the current heir? I'm calling tomfoolery."

"Oh no, I'm fully agreeing."

"Care to share with the class?" Jason, Red hood, asks, eyebrow raised and leaning against the table.

"Houses of the dark, old ones at that, are powerful." Danny explains. "The original house is always the most powerful, each branch can, depending of how far the connection is to the original, be very weak or very strong."

"But this here?" John gestures to the screen. "This smells like betrayal."

"The house of Chatterton was one of the youngest of oldest houses, new compared to the Nightingales and Constantines." The younger took over again, frowning.

"And yet Showenhower is the heir, which shouldn't happen since the family is rather estranged from the original. It should've only happen when no other house, those closer, are unable to take the title."

"It means they disappeared, and one cannot simply disappear once connected to a house of dark." The Hellblazer looks grim, eyening the golden pocket watch.

"Midnight soon," he glances at the Nightingale. "Should we?"

"Where are you going?" Bruce steps forward, cowl laying like a hood behind him.

Danny peers up at the man, apologetic. "B? Can you let me and Connie handle this?"

The man is looking at Constantine with sharp eye, conveying his message and intent clearly.

("Let him get hurt and we will hunt you down.")

"Alright, chum. Be careful."

He receives a bright smile, making it almost, only almost, worth it.

"Alright, chum. Be careful."

He receives a bright smile, making it almost, only almost, worth it.

Nightingale looks at Constantine.

These are no normal circumstances.

"The house of Nightingale offers a temporary truce until the suspected betrayal of a house of dark is fully investigated."

"The house of Constantine accepts the temporary truce offer and gladly accepts the request of help for the betrayal of a house of dark."

They shook hands, whispering "so mote it be." to legalise the spell and then are off to go.

Danny waves at his family as John teleports them both away.

"I'm betting 50 bucks that Constantine fails in protecting danny."

"I bet 60 for danny finishing the job!"

"70 for–"

(Bets were made, and all parties waited for the true end.)

[balu8]

John Constantine

Hellblazer #27: Hold Me

by Neil Gaiman(W.); Dave McKean (P./I./C.); Daniel Vozzo (C) and Todd Klein (L,)

DC

[feinv]

john constantine masterlist — ! is nsfw.

— fics.

show me how.

summery. you just need him to show you that he needs you.

! smut. angst. make-up sex. unprotected p in v. missionary. doggy. coming inside. poor aftercare. 2k words.

— drabbles.

grumpy!constantine x sunshine!reader.

drunk & affectionate constantine.

shy!reader helping constantine shave.

size difference with constantine.

! filming a sextape.

! quickie in the midnite’s restroom.

! drunk sex in the backseat.

more.

— headcanons.

! ghostface!constantine.

! constantine’s kinks.

— random john constantine things.