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thebisexualdogdad · 1 year ago

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Could you plz do headcanons with Hellblazer!Reader x Donna Troy?

Donna troy x Male!reader

● you have known Donna for a decade first meeting back when you were 18

● the justice league dark which you had recently joined were asked to aid the justice league in fighting doomsday

● Dick had written you off but Donna fully believed in your magic

● Dick "really Donna? You're falling for this mumbo jumbo?" He says as they watch you create a potion made of outlandish ingredients Dick had never heard of

● Donna "the Amazon's history is rooted in God's and goddesses, occultism is not too far out of the box"

● sure you two met up every so often to hook up but with the amount of traveling around you both did you decided it was best not to commit to a relationship and ruin the good thing you had

● but then years later she's settled down in San Francisco with the titans so you found a way to make your own pocket dimension headquarters to allow you to move to San Francisco to be with her while still having 24/7 access to the other JLD members when needed

● Donna is the only one on the titans who is allowed to have a key to this pocket dimension

● and Gar and Connor have been banned from even stepping inside after setting off a magical windstorm in your library while messing around with some of your ancient artifacts

● well Kori has been trusted with another key in case of an emergency but no one except you and Donna know that

● Donna walking in on you doing a spell fully naked

● "see something you like love?" You say with a grin

● "Y/N please put some clothes on, the titans need your help"

● you become a mentor of sorts to Rachel teaching her about the supernatural and how to control her powers

● she's also not allowed to take any of your spell/ritual books out of the library because once again Gar and Connor were messing around and accidentally summoned a demon in the titans tower

● Donna and Zatanna are super close

● Zatanna tells Donna so many embarrassing stories about you

● and all the magical mishaps she's witnessed you make

● being the only girl in the JLD Zatanna also likes having other women around

● Zatanna "you think Gar smells bad when he shapeshifts? You don't even want to know the smells that come off of Alec when he returns from the swamp"

● giving Donna your trench coat when it's cold out

● "you know there is something that will warm you up" you say suggestively

● Donna leans in like she's going to kiss you but instead whispers "tequila?"

● Donna pulling you in by your tie to actually kiss you

● and flirting with her at the most inappropriate times during missions

● Jason "does he ever shut up?"

● Jason still hasn't forgiven you for the time you turned him into a rabbit

● in your defense it was Kent's idea after the two of them were arguing because Jason was trying to sneakily put his Dr Fate helmet on despite being warned not to several times

● Jason "it's just a stupid helmet what's the big deal"

● "kid that helmet is one of the most powerful artifacts in the world not even I could handle wearing it, you certainly wouldn't be able to"

● Bobo argues a lot with Dick on who is a greater detective, him or Bruce

● Bobo "Richard, I am a member of mensa"

● Dick "yeah but you're a monkey!"

● Bobo "a chimpanzee actually and batman is the one who comes to me for help not the other way around"

● "he's got a point Dick"

● Dick "not now Y/N!"

● when Donna died you and Rachel stopped at nothing to get her back

● Kent told you it would be impossible to resurrect her but she was the love of your life, you would either get her back or die trying

● when you do finally get her back the two of you decide to put superheroing behind for a bit and travel the world together

● a year later Kori gets a call that you proposed in Paris and that Donna would need her help planning the wedding

#titans imagine #donna troy imagine #donna troy x reader #x male reader #headcanons

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charlotte-sloane-writes · 5 years ago

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1 - A Wicked Little Thing

It’s finally here! Chapter 1 of this Zatanna Zatara x John Constantine fic has killed me for nearly a year. If you love it as much as I do, please reblog and comment. If you want to be added to the tags then send me a message, reblog, comment, just let me know! The chapter is under the cut, the taglist at the very end. Much love, Charlie.

“Anna,” Buddy called over to the young woman dressed in yesterday’s work uniform.

“Hm?” Anna turned her head and brushed out the earbud nestled to the side of her head, flicking a few strands of her black hair behind her to size up her boss who decided whatever he was about to say was more important than ‘We Will Rock You’ on its 3rd consecutive play.

Buddy recentered his balance on one hip and tilted his chin up, an unkempt not-quite salt-and-pepper eyebrow raised as he asked, “That thing ever run out of battery?”

“Trust me, Buddy, you’d know if it did.” Anna flashed him a saccharine smile and shoved the earbud back into her brain, moving on to the next room that needed cleaning, her cleaning cart’s loose wheel squeaking for mercy unheard over Anna’s playlist.

Buddy scoffed behind her back, another attempt to connect with the twenty-something-year-old failed rather spectacularly on his end. He shoved the tickets to the local college’s ‘Battle of the Bands’ show back into his pocket and whistled to make himself feel like the exchange was done in total nonchalance with zero premeditation. Lifting his ‘Lagheur’ watch to his chest, he noticed the ticking needles of the ripoff luxury watch in a slight delay, taking maybe a half time longer than an actual second. Buddy once saw a movie where this happened to show time slowing down. He couldn’t place the actual scene anywhere, but it seemed funny enough to him that the science fiction promises of his childhood were echoed through the cheap realities of his adulthood.

“Regina,” Buddy threw over his shoulder an aging rainjacket, once clear now yellowing around folds and stitches. Regina at the counter, a recent retiree with all the looks to take to Boca Raton but none of the self-awareness to stop working looked up at her boss from the dusty concierge seat.

“Boss?”

“I’m out for a smoke, I’ll be back in ten. Anyone calls for me, take a message.”

“Sure, sure, if anyone calls.” Regina looked down at the answering machine behind her counter, fixing her coke-bottle glasses back up on the ridge of her boney nose. It was new twenty years ago when she last checked in at the hotel, sleepy and dazed children in tow, asking where their mother was. She’d never seen the light even flicker on that machine.

Buddy walked across the populated lounge, tourists, and locals alike crowding the hotel to get out of the rain and have a drink. Some of them might get rooms by the look of it, though none seemed too eager to book one. Unlit cigarette stuck between his teeth, Buddy pulled his cap up over his head and walked out onto the back terrace. On stiller nights, the courtyard was a beautiful display of soft city nature and twinkling lights. Hopefully, he thought to himself, Anna will have remembered to cover up the sound system speakers hidden in some of the bushes. He wasn’t ready to shell out another grand to replace them.

The lighter Buddy took out from his jacket pocket should’ve been replaced a week and a half ago. Swishing lighter fluid gradually making a crack in the plastic casing just a little wider didn’t bode well for Buddy’s innate flammability. The wrong swipe of a finger while lighting his cigarette opened up his thumb and Buddy- as he took the first draw of his cigarette- watched blood prick up from the fat pad of his digit, little globes of red sprouting along a visceral ley line down to the crux of the first joint. He’ll have to remind himself to throw this lighter out and get a new one when he gets the chance again.

“You know,” He spoke to himself, more than aware he was alone on the creaky back patio “this place used to be the gem of Palo Alto, before Jobs and Wozniak, Amazon and Google. This place...I sound like my great grandfather. How did that happen?” Buddy scoffed and took a step forward, leaning against a beam at the top of the small stairs giving way to the waterlogged marsh of a luncheon garden. Before he could even take notice, the roaring gutter above his head flipped on itself, bringing forth a cascade of rainwater and grime down onto Buddy’s head. He didn’t even have it in him to curse. He just shook his head, bit the inside of his lip raw and flicked his dead cigarette into the rain.

__________

John Constantine wasn’t often seen in the kitchen for actual food, an old tome tucked under his arm with blue lettering of an ancient language only slightly obscured by the wrinkled sleeve of his dress shirt.

“Woah, careful, Johnny. You need help?” A young and dashing mop of black hair named Behrad Tomaz bounded into the kitchen with open arms.

John slightly wavered, eyes darting around as his cheeks reddened. He cleared his throat “I’m fine-,”

“-Dude,” Behrad took the wine bottle Constantine had been balancing on a multi-sectioned plate of what looked like saltine crackers, a hard-boiled egg, some fresh smelling garnishes, a small cup of applesauce, a mug of brothy soup with something bobbing in it, and a jar with pieces of fish floating around it. “I’m impressed you got this far with all this stuff.” Behrad looked at the wine label, wanting to discern a year but couldn’t read the letters on the label. He shook it off, blaming his dyslexia for the mess of shapes on the label “You heading to your room with this stuff?”

“Yeah.” John nodded, quieter than usual as he gave Behrad the gefilte fish jar and placed the plastic cup he had taken upside down on to the neck of the wine bottle.

“This stuff looks good.” Behrad looked over at John’s plate as they walked down the austere corridors of the Waverider, immune to the shock of the odd clicks and clangs.

“You don’t have to lie.” John scoffed a laugh, biting his top lip.

“Is it for a spell?” “Not really.”

“Munchies?” John turned to face Behrad, those innocent puppy dog eyes peering over John’s exclusively hard stare. “Thanks for helping me, mate. Cheers.” He managed to balance everything back into his arms and moved into his room, locking the door behind him.

Behrad stood there, perhaps a little too perplexed for his own good “Have a good time!” He called out, making his way back to the kitchen.

Sara Lance wasn’t expecting to have to get into John Constantine’s business again, but the idea of the mage acting shifty didn’t sit very well with The Captain. “What was that?” She asked Behrad, intercepting him before he reached the kitchen.

“What was what?” Behrad shrugged, crossing his arms with a dopey smile “I was just helping John get his food to his room.” “Uh huh.” Sara’s light blue eyes narrowed, nodding along with Behrad “What was he carrying?”

“I don’t know. Some fish, crackers, wine. Had this old book under his arm. You know John, can’t read if it’s not totally silent. He must’ve gotten hungry.”

“Yeah.” Sara nodded, the truth dawning on her with a small, easy smile “Okay, let’s make sure to leave him alone today. He’s clearly got something important to do.”

John took his time lighting every candle he had in his room, turning the lights off and letting the little flickering flames set just the right reverential mood he was feeling. There was stirring between his ribs. He got the feeling every time he took out the Haggadah. Opening the musty book brought back memories, ones he kept reenacting every Pessach. As beautiful as the book was, ancient binding and intricate hand-printed text, it would never replace the one he found when he was twelve in his father’s attic. He remembered climbing up the cobwebbed ladder, his older sister whispering a word of caution behind him. Cheryl never really understood it, why he climbed that ladder. She never understood why he would intentionally lock himself up there for hours among the beetles and dead pigeons. Among that pestilence and dust was a box marked ‘Mary Anne - Beth-Tikvah, LON’ in big block letters. When John’s father, a big burly man whose accent was the only thing thicker than his eyebrows, found him wearing his great uncle’s kippah with the edges clumsily touching his brow while he read his mother’s old ‘Elementary Hebrew’ workbook, tracing the lines of his mother’s juvenile scripture, Thomas left welts on the young boy’s thighs that didn’t abate until the next month.

Thomas had thought he’d burned everything in that box that very day. He didn’t suspect or know to look for a pocketbook the size of a theater playbook, with flimsy blue binding and doubled text in every page. One side in English, the other in Hebrew. The one thing John managed to keep from that little book was the page-marker. A picture of his mother at her younger brother’s Bar Mitzvah. She looked to be about 16 years-old with boundless ringlets in her hair and a face-splitting grin. John felt it in his throat every time he looked down at that picture. He’d sob repeatedly, from the chest out, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He’d bang his fists, palm-upwards, towards his head as he let the remorse of a stolen childhood shudder his lungs with a force only a soul in desperate need of rest could offer.

“Hi, mum.” John now whispered, taking the bookmark out of his over-compensatory Haggadah, letting it rest against two candlestick pillars. “Thought I’d read to you out loud this time.” His voice felt raw and crackling on his tongue like those lungs on anti-smoking adverts. “Happy Passover.”

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kimberly-spirits13 · 4 years ago

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Hey would you guys rather have a fic series with a John Constantine x daughter who’s kinda like welp here we go again when things start up or John Constantine x daughter reader who’s a flirt with kind of everyone and isn’t scared of messing with anyone?

#dc x reader #dc comics #dc characters #headcanon #john constantine x daughter #john constantine x daughter reader #john constantine x reader #john constantine #hellblazer #justice league x you #justice league x y/n #justice league #justice league x reader

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theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction · 4 years ago

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Complaint No.3

Pairing: John Constantine x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: It was tough enough that you had history with the man but now you had to share space with the Hellblazer!

“Sara!” Your voice echoed down the corridor and onto the bridge where it made the Captain sigh. This had been the third cry in the same week.

Hearing the door open and footsteps thunder in, Sara took in a deep breath.

“What is it this time?”

Storming to a halt, you pointed to the left, “The library is a communal space - it’s not a hot yoga room where people can prance around naked.” You complained.

Squinting, Sara assumed that by ‘people’ you meant John Constantine. Before she could address it, the doors opened again to let the accused in, wearing a burgundy robe, tying it together as he walked.

“Oh, calm yourself. The library has the perfect temperature and ambiance for meditation. In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been dabbling in dark magic to help you lot catch escaped ‘hell beasts’ - it takes a toll on the mind.”

You whipped your head in his direction, “Then why are you naked?”

“Helps me focus.”

His answer was swift and you hated it all. Ray popped his head up from under the main console and stood up to join the conversation.

“Actually, I heard that losing clothes during meditation can be freeing.” He said cheerfully.

Mick let out a grunt, “I think that’s just ‘porn’, Haircut.”

Ray chuckled at the comment before the realisation dawned on him and that his fire-friendly buddy was right. Urging them to dismiss his statement, Ray disappeared beneath the console again.

Constantine smirked and crossed his arms, “Why so flustered Y/n?”

You scoffed, refusing to let his flirtatious manner sweep you away, “Believe me, you don’t have anything that could fluster me.”

“Is that so?”

Fixing him with a challenging stare, you were ready to plant yourself to the spot until he caved but Sara, who was still present, didn’t have the same level of patience.

“Guys, you’re both adults. I’m sure you can find a way to use library hours without running into each other - like scheduled time slots.” She said, quite pleased with the idea that sprang to mind.

You turned and squinted, “You’re joking right? You’re going to let this clown continue?” You pointed to the blonde-haired man. “Sara, there are ancient books in there that can’t be replaced if John gets his toadstool-venom candle wax on them.”

“Actually it’s melted cinnamon, love.”

Frack, you cursed internally. That explained why he smelled like a dream.

Rolling your eyes, you placed a hand on your hip. “Well, either way - the books could be damaged.”

“Alright - I’ve heard enough!” Sara snapped. “I’m splitting the library in half. Y/n on one side and John on the other. Move the shelves if you have to but you need to get used to sharing.”

Still against the decision, you stomped off to the library without another word. If you had to share with John Constantine, then it was happening on your terms.

Without wasting a beat, you grabbed a roll of tape from Nate’s desk and got to work. Constantine walked into the library only ten minutes later and found you reading at your desk quietly.

He also found a medium-sized box outlined in masking tape on the floor.

“Either that’s for me or you’ve uncovered the crime scene to box-man.”

Lowering the ancient texts, he saw you smirk. “Get used to it, John. That’s your new space.”

It seemed like he was going to argue about it at first but Constantine shrugged and accepted the situation without so much as a fuss. Almost immediately, the man unfastened the belt around his waist and dropped his robe to the ground, the silk gathering by his ankles softly.

“Let’s get back into it.” He said and stepped into the middle of the room.

He expected you to jump up and leave like you had done previously but as it turned out, while you fixed him an invisible meditation prison, you also shelved some books on the desk in a strategic fashion that allowed you to see Constantine from the waist up.

“Clever.” He remarked with a slight chuckle. “Too shy to drop a book or two?”

You quirked a brow at him for a quick second before returning to the pages in hand.

“Got to leave something to the imagination, John.”

Masterlist here

#theladyofmanyfandoms #theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction #gif is not mine #john constantine x reader #john constantine imagine #constantine x reader #constantine imagine #dc imagine #dc x reader #legends of tomorrow imagine

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incorrectqus · 5 years ago

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Canon LGBTQ+ DC Comics Characters

(only doing Prime Earth, but if y’all want I can do different Earth’s too)

Akila of Bana-Mighdall (Akila) Lesbian

Albert Caldecott Bisexual

Alpha Centurion (Roman) Gay

Alysia Yeoh Transgender/Bisexual

Anaya Lesbian

Apollo (Phoebus Apollo) Bisexual

Apollo (Andrew Pulaski) Gay

Aqualad (Jackson Hyde) Gay

Artemis or Bana-Mighdall (Artemis) Bisexual

Atlantiades Transgender

Batwoman (Katherine Kane) Lesbian

Bellacheck Temple Gay

Berenice Yoon MilonasBisexuall

Bolt (Lawrence Bolatinsky) Gay

Brain (Ernst) Bisexual

Bride (Bride of Frankenstein) Bisexual

Bunker (Miguel Barragan) Gay

Burden (Christopher) Gay

Burke Day Transgender

Caden Zapote Gay

Cameron Chase Lesbian

Carver Colman Gay

Casey Brinke Bisexual

Casey Klebba Gay

Catman (Thomas Blake) Bisexual

Catwoman (Selina Kyle) Bisexual

Catwoman (Eiko Hasigawa) Lesbian

Colton Rivera Gay

Crush (Xiomara Rojas) Lesbian

Dale Gunn Gay

Danny the Street Transgender

David Singh Gay

Derinoe Lesbian

Dez Trevius Gay

Diane MeadeBisexual

Djinn II Bisexual

DNA Non-Binary

Doctor Ikon (David Isherwood) Gay

Exoristos Lesbian

Francine CharlesBisexual

Frederick HemsleyBisexual

Green Lantern (Kaja Dox) Lesbian

Harley Quinn (Harleen Quintal) Bisexual

Harley Sinn (Constance Brand) Lesbian

Harvey Quinn (Harvey McPherson) Gay

Hellblazer (John Constantine) Bisexual

Hippolyte Bisexual

Icicle (Cameron Mahkent) Gay

Io Lesbian

Jane Whitecrest (Jane Stepford) Bisexual

Jeanette Bisexual>l

Jinny Hex Lesbian

Jo Lesbian

John Troughton Gay

Julia Perry (Julia Pennyworth) Bisexual

Knife (Tahani) Lesbian

KnockoutBisexual

March Harriet (Harriet Pratt) Bisexual

Margaret Sawyer Lesbian

Maxima Lesbian

Midnighter Gay

Miki Transgender

Mother Panic (Violet Paige) Bisexual

Neon the Unknown (Colin Nomi) Bisexual

Nick Necro (Nicolas Nolan) Bisexual

Nightmare Nurse (Asa) Bisexual

Nocturna (Natalia Mitternacht) Bisexual

OliverBisexual

Orange Lantern (Glomulus) Asexual

Otto Haddon Gay

Pado Swakatoon Transgender

Philippus Lesbian

Pied Piper (Hartley Rathaway) Gay

Poison Ivy (Pamela Isley)Bisexual

Porcelain (Kani) Transgender/Bisexual/Non-Binary

Primaa Lesbian

Prometheus Gay

Rainmaker (Sarah Rainmaker) Bisexual

Red Phantom (Michael Drown) Gay

Roberto Diaz Gay

Safiyah Sohail Lesbian

Scandal Savage Lesbian

Scream Queen (Nina Skorzeny) Lesbian

Shade (Loma Shade) Bisexual

Shade (River Johnson) Bisexual

Shay Veritas Lesbian

Shining Knight (Ystin) Transgender

Sophie Moore Lesbian

Stallion (Randy Harrahan) Gay

Starling (Evelyn Crawford) Bisexual

Starman (Mikaal Tomas) Gay

Steel (Natasha Irons) Lesbian

Suditi Varma Lesbian

Tasmanian Devil (Hugh Dawkins) Gay

Terry None Lesbian

Tonya Lu Lesbian

Traci 13 (Traci Thirteen) Lesbian

Tremor (Rossana Chatterji) Asexual

The Aerie Non-Binary

The Question (Renee Montoya) Lesbian

The Ray (Raymond Terrill) Gay

Victoria October Transgender

Virtue (Holly Ann Fields) Lesbian

Weston Toomey Bisexual

Wolf Spider (Evan Blake) Gay

Wonder Woman (Diana Prince) Bisexual

Xenos Gay

Ya’Wara Bisexual

#I did it! Holy shit the gradient took so long.#dc comics #pride #homosexual #gay #lesbian #transgender #non-binary #asexual #dc comics pride #lgbtq #prime earth #dc comics list

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ivegotthefanficinme · 5 years ago

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The Princess and the Butler 2

Chapter 2

John Constantine X Reader

A Highcastle Abbey AU

Summary: She has a troubled history and both her parents are dead. Adopted by Mrs. Logue of Highcastle Abbey she hasn’t left its grounds since she was small. A new butler by the name of Mr. John Constantine is hired and everything starts to change. Quickly betrothed to a man she does’t know. But something dark is coming for her soul… What is it about her past that makes hell want to rise up and greet her? Will she be able to save herself? Will John Constantine, the Hellblazer himself, be able to save the woman he would go to hell and back for? Or will everything they have ever known crumble around them?

Warnings: Demons… heart melting fluff… *Slow Burn*

Words: 2.2K

Links: Chapter 1 Chapter 2(Here) Chapter 3 Masterlist

“Mr. Constantine, she’s waking up!”

Your eyes flutter open to find the face of your ladies maid, Genevive, leaning over you.

“Are you feeling alright, ma’am?” she asks.

You nod, waving her off as you remove the cool cloth that had been placed on your forehead.

“Mr. Constantine should be in momentarily with some tea,” Genevive says as she gathers up the bowl of water and cloth before stepping out of your room.

You just lay there trying to process what had happened, trying to process the dream you had… not to mention the fact that you have been betrothed to a man that you are certain is a demon.

You jump as the door of your room opens and closes.

“How are you feeling, love? You nearly had quite a fall. You are lucky I was behind you to keep you from busting your head.”

Mr. Constantine sets down the tea tray on the bedside table.

“Mr…” you stop yourself, “John, thank you, truly. I will feel much better after some tea to help get my strength back up.”

“You gave us all quite a scare, love,” he says, “May I?” He motions to the edge of the bed.

You give him a nod and he perches himself near your legs.

“You seemed a bit shaken up before you even went down to the parlor…”

“I just had a nightmare that’s all. And… well, I was not expecting Mrs. Logue to be so sudden about marrying me off. She has never spoken to me about it. I know nothing about this… man she wants me to marry,” you sigh.

John nods solemnly in understanding.

“Do you… were you able to learn anything about him? What is he like?”

He frowns, “Not much, I’m sorry love.”

You flop back onto the bed, “Oh what am I going to do? This is nothing like what I had planned for myself.”

John silently reaches out, taking your hand in his. He holds it delicately as he places his other gloved hand on top of yours. You can feel the warmth of his strong hands soaking through the pristine white of his gloves. As the heat soaks into your hand it reminds you of warming your hands by a fire. The heat feels good and calming as it travels up your arm and into your chest. It feels like it swirls around your heart for a moment before it travels on to the rest of your body. It warms you up from your toes all the way to your cheeks and the tips of your ears as they turn pink with blush.

This firey warmth reminds you of your dream, how he had flames leaping from his fingertips, but this doesn’t scare you, in fact, the warmth finally settles in your stomach, like a good glass of whiskey.

“I gather that you want to marry for love, not for status?” John asks.

You nod as you get up the courage to lace your fingers in his.

“I’m afraid, John.” You look away from him in shame, “I’m afraid of what my life will look like… I’m afraid of being married but so lonely. I am afraid that I will lose myself.”

He shakes his head, tightening his grip on your hand as he grins, “Do not be afraid, love. Good ole Johnny will be with ya every step of the way.”

Your heart flutters at this as you return his smile. A sudden knock at the door startles the two of you from the intimate moment.

John clears his throat, releases your hand and jumps to his feet, returning to his role of the stoic butler.

“Come in,” you sigh.

In walks Mrs. Logue with a stern frown set on her face.

“Are you alright dear? You gave us all quite a fright.”

You nod, “I am quite alright, I had not been expecting to be introduced to a suitor with no warning.”

“His arrival was a bit unexpected. I planned on telling you tonight at supper and he was to come to visit day after tomorrow.”

You frown pursing your lips together. “I do not like the idea of this. Am I supposed to marry him no matter how I feel about him?”

Mrs. Logue sighs, “You will learn to love him… or at least tolerate him. He is a duke, this would be wonderful for your status as well as for Highcastle.”

“My status? Is my status all that matters? What about what I want?”

She just shakes her head, “You must marry at some point, Y/N, just like Astra must.” She turns to leave, speaking over her shoulder, “Mr. Animae is waiting for you downstairs. He would like to go on a stroll through the gardens. Make sure you have a chaperone, would you dear?”

The door closes and you groan.

“It’ll be alright, love,” John says.

You turn to look at him pleadingly, “Would you please be my chaperone? You can at least make my excuses when I’ve had enough.”

He nods, “Now drink some tea and get your strength back.”

***

“Ms. Y/N may I present to you Duke Edex Animae of Avarita,” John says as he motions to the man.

You pause for a moment on your way down the stairs, taking in the man’s appearance. Although he is finely dressed in a black suit with gold cufflinks and a gold chain from his pocket watch hanging from his jacket, his skin is oh so pale in comparison to his dark eyes, hair, and clothing.

He bows deeply, almost too deeply. As you move to stand in front of him he leans in slightly, “May I?”

You give a short nod and he presses a kiss on one cheek and then the other. You shiver as he takes your hand setting it on his elbow to lead you out into the gardens.

His lips were cold and chapped, and his hands were just as freezing and clammy, making you long for John’s warmth.

As you walk in silence with John following a short distance behind you your mind suddenly jumps from his hands to his lips. You wonder if his lips are just as warm as his hands. Closing your eyes briefly you imagine him trailing burning kisses along your throat.

You try to shake these thoughts from your head. It is terribly inappropriate for you to be thinking of Mr. Constantine, the butler, like this.

“Ms. Y/N? Ms. Y/N?”

“Hmm?” You glance at Mr. Animae.

“Your gardens are beautiful,” he says.

You try not to wrinkle your nose as his breath wafts over you, it smells putrid, like something rotting in his stomach.

“Oh yes, thank you.”

“I was so excited to receive Mrs. Logue’s invitation. She described your beauty but her words pale in comparison to the sight before me.”

You give him a small smile as everything in you tells you to run, run away as far as you can.

“Honestly, I don’t know much about you yet, my dear, but I think you would make a beautiful bride,” the Duke says. He suddenly releases your arm and plucks a rose from the bush.

He turns around and you shiver under his cold gaze. Poking the stem through your bun he smiles, only succeeding in making you feel even more uncomfortable.

You see drops of blood on his fingertips, he sucks them and grins. You turn away grimicing, looking to John.

“Help,” you mouth.

“Although we should learn a bit more about each other, I think we should be married soon, as soon as possible.”

You turn back to the Duke.

“I see… well there is much to be planned for a wedding,” you respond.

Suddenly John steps closer, glancing to the setting sun, “It is getting late, I think it’s time for Ms. Y/N to get some rest. She has had quite the day.”

You nod, “I am feeling a bit faint, Mr. Constantine, would you kindly escort me back to my room?”

He nods, playing along, “You do look rather pale.”

The Duke looks between the two of you, a glint of suspicion in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Duke’s footmen comes running into the gardens.

Just like the Duke his skin is pale, with dark eyes and hair. Mr. Animae turns away for a moment to address the footman.

John takes his chance and leans over whispering lowly in your ear, “When he turns back pretend to faint again. I’ll catch you and carry you back to your room.”

You give him a slight nod in return.

Mr. Animae turns back to you, “Are you sure you are ready for the day to be over? The night can be so long.”

“Well…” you drawl, taking a step forward you let your knees crumple underneath you.

You close your eyes as you let yourself fall limply. You feel John’s warm hands wrap around your waist. “Oh!” you gasp.

Mr. Anime inhales sharply, “Yes, I do think she should return to her rooms. Hand her this way, I can take her if you will lead the way.”

John huffs as he lifts you into his arms. It takes everything in you to not react in disgust to this statement, instead you weakly wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in his chest.

“That would be quite inappropriate. Please attend to your footman and your duties as duke. I will make sure Ms. Y/N returns to her room safely,” John says.

You feel John turn, but you don’t pay much attention, mesmerized by how his hands and arms feel wrapped around you. As the sun set the air had cooled dramatically, but the warmth radiating from his chest kept the chill at bay.

You continue to cling to him as he steps into the house.

“We are well enough away from him now, however, I will just take you upstairs, in case we run across any of the other staff, just to keep up appearances,” he whispers.

Nodding against his long-tailed evening coat, you take in his scent, your eyes fluttering shut at the smell of smoke, food, and a tint of sherry that must have been served when Mr. Animae arrived.

“How do you fair?” John suddenly whispers.

“This has been… a day full of twists and turns. I certainly was not expecting Mr. Animae,” you reply.

John arrives at the door of your room, twisting the handle of the door with ease, he pushes it open and carries you inside.

After setting you down on the bed, he turns to make his leave.

“John, close the door please?”

He shuts the door and turns back around with one eyebrow raised, silently questioning you.

You sigh as you stand from the bed, moving to the window. Now the moon has risen and the stars shine brightly in the dark sky.

“Do you… do you get a strange feeling from Mr. Animae?”

John moves to join you at the window.

“He is certainly the strangest Duke I’ve yet to meet, love,” he says.

You frown, turning to look at him, “I cannot marry that man. There is something so very… offputting about him.”

Turning away from the window you slide your shawl off your shoulders. Attempting to pull your stormy gray frock off, you huff in annoyance at your inability to unhook the eyelets along your back.

“Here, love, let me.”

Suddenly John’s warm hands are on you again, his pristine white gloves still cover the fingertips that trail along your shoulder before unfastening your frock.

“I’d rather not call for Genevive, she would ask far too many questions about the goings on of today.”

“Easy to understand, love.”

Your frock slips off your shoulders as John moved on to unlace the back of your corset. As it loosens you suck in a relieved breath, happy to be able to take deep breaths again.

“Will you require anything else, Ms.?”

You shake your head as John steps away from you starting to head back to the door.

“I…” you suddenly set your hand on his shoulder, “I cannot marry him… Johnny please, you have to help me.”

He turns, smirking at you with a look in his eyes you had never seen before, confidence possibly to the point of cockiness. You had expected him to be surprised by your instigation of contact, but instead, it was just cockiness and amusement.

“Oh trust me love, there is no need to worry.”

And with that, he slips out of your room.

To be continued...

Did you know? --- Facts I learned while researching for this chapter:

Butlers did not always wear gloves, some frowned upon it because it made them look like footmen instead of an esteemed butler. (But for the purposes of this story our wonderful, and slightly mysterious Mr. Constantine does wear gloves).

During this time (about 1913) high-class rich folk would often drink quite a lot of wine, sherry, champagne, whiskey, and scotch.

Yes, women were still wearing corsets in 1913, the bra or ‘brassiere’ was not invented (technically patented) until November 3, 1914 by Mary Phelps Jacobs.

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A/N: Sorry it took me a little longer than expected to get this chapter done, there was a bit more research I had to do than I had been anticipating, but that’s okay! I learned lots in the process. ..... did anyone catch that Latin? Maybe some foreshadowing.....? Thank you all for reading!

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ourloveisforthelovely · 5 years ago

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Forever Changing 3

Constantine/Hellblazer

Link to Chapter 2

Pairings: Gabriel x Reader. Mentions of Reader/John Constantine

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John remained sitting as if he were waiting for Gabriel to pop back in with a massive sassy attitude.

“If you hadn’t run off like the psychopath that you are, I would have told you that Y/n isn’t at her apartment but whatever...you’ll figure it out.”

(meanwhile)

Gabriel reappeared outside of your apartment. He stood motionless for a few moments before stepping inside. Everything was quiet. Too quiet for his liking. Normally when he showed up, he was always greeted by the sound of your television or you would be sitting in the living room. Tonight it was different.

He inhaled and found no trace of your scent. Gabriel quickly turned and took off down the hallway to your room. The sound of his dress shoes on the hardwood floor was the only thing that made any noise.

“Y/n?”

Gabriel said your name in an almost shaken voice. Stepping into the empty bedroom, Gabriel was becoming angrier by the moment. He frowned before walking to the bed and sitting down. Everything that John Constantine said played through Gabriel’s mind.

“Y/n is pregnant, you stupid dip shit.”

Gabriel didn’t realize it but he was beginning to tremble. If you were pregnant, this was going to be disastrous! He had to find you and fast! Gabriel knew if you were pregnant, both of you would be in a world of hurt. Putting things lightly, the church would be after the two of you, demons, other angels, and whatever else out there that would have a problem with a nephilim.

An hour later, Gabriel sat across from another angel. Speaking to Alexander was the last thing that Gabriel really wanted to be doing but he needed to find information on you. One human woman could not just vanish off of the earth. Desperate times called for desperate measures.

“You look well, Gabriel.”

Alexander knew it was a bald-faced lie but Gabriel didn’t have to know it. The moment that Gabriel showed up with his normally neat as a pin curls out of place and tie crooked; Alexander knew that something was up.

“Stop lying to me. I know that I don’t look well. I am needing information.”

“On what?”

Alexander questioned. Gabriel straightened in the chair.

“I am looking for a human.”

“Y/n, right?”

Gabriel frowned. His sharp features intensified and for a moment Alexander regretted ever mentioning your name. It was no secret to anyone with angel in them that Gabriel was having an affair with you.

“Yes. I haven’t been able to locate her in some time.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow.

“Lost your little lover did you?”

Gabriel tried to keep his shocked expression to a minimum.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. I simply need to speak with her on an urgent matter.”

Alexander groaned.

“Get off of it, Gabriel! Lose the act. Everyone knows that you have been doing a lot more with that little occultist. Did you go and make her mad or something?”

Gabriel didn’t speak immediately. That alone clue Alexander in on the rumor was the truth. Mr, Holier-Than-Thou had really fallen a few levels.

“None of that matters nor is it any of your business. Are you going to give me the information that I need or not?”

Alexander smiled again.

“I don’t see why It isn’t like you went and created a nephilim.”

(meanwhile)

You woke up when there was a key in the door. Sitting up, you relaxed when John stepped in. He took off his coat and threw it on the chair.

“You’re up early.”

He commented before lighting a cigarette. John froze, realizing the condition that you were in and hastily put it out.

“Sorry.”

He muttered before stepping into the kitchen. You got up and followed him into the other room.

“You can come back in here. I’m awake…have been since 5.”

John looked around the spotless kitchen.

“And cleaned my house?”

You nodded.

“I was bored and getting my mind focused on something stopped me from wanting to vomit. Did you talk to Gabriel?”

John chuckled and sat down.

“I have to hand it to you, Y/n, You found the perfect way to scare the shit out of the guy. He panicked. I have never seen him lose his cool that badly. It was probably one of my favorite moments with him.”

You winced. Deep down, you expected Gabriel to have some snarky hateful reaction to the news.

“He panicked?”

John nodded and went for the pot of coffee that was waiting for him.

“Oh yeah. I have never seen a half breed angel panic that badly before. He literally unraveled a sweater and disappeared. Something tells me that he is off looking for you. Idiot won’t get far.”

You took a breath.

“John, I am going to have to face Gabriel at some point. I don’t really think that he would try to hurt me now that he knows…”

John shook his head.

“I don’t want to risk it.”

You tried to keep your calm level head. This was your friend’s typical behavior when it came to you. While the world would probably see John Constantine as cold and crass; you got to see the good side of him.

“John, I can’t sit here and let you take care of me. My child isn’t going to be your responsibility. It's not fair to you to have to play father to another being’s child.”

John sat down and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Y/n, I don’t know what you expect me to say. You are going to need all of the help that you can get. Between you being like me and having Gabriel for a father, you are going to have your hands full. You know that you won’t be able to help me out on cases anymore after the kid gets here. It will be too dangerous.”

You sat down too. Call it blissfully stupidity but you hadn’t even thought about that. You hadn’t realized that your “career” was over as you knew it.

“So you have a point. I won’t be able to do what I am good at anymore but...my child is mine and Gabriel’s responsibility.”

John chuckled.

“Gabriel isn’t going to have any damn idea what to do. I’m sorry Y/n but I don’t see him doing very well at 3 am handling a baby with a loaded diaper.”

That thought made you laugh. You could already see the annoyed expression on Gabriel’s face. He would probably shove the poor kid away from him with a look of disgust. Gabriel hating humans enough as it was. Cleaning up after one was probably not going to be too high on his list of favorite activities.

“I don’t see you doing too well handling a baby with a loaded diaper at 3 am either.”

You countered. John smirked before standing up.

“You’ve got a point. Hopefully, this kid will take after you and not Gabriel. I don’t want to worry about getting strangled in my sleep. I am going to take a nap.”

John didn’t wait to get a response from you before going to his room. Laying down on the bed, the next thing to do was getting a few hours of sleep. Right as John was about to go to sleep, Gabriel’s voice filled his head.

“John Constantine, you have something of mine...make that two things of mine that I want back. I know that you have her and I will come for what belongs to me. Even you can’t keep her safe forever. Don’t fuck with my love.”

(meanwhile)

You stood looking out the window. The city was dark and not many people were out. Your conversation with John had been in your mind since he had gone to bed. John definitely had some good points. There was no way that you could continue your normal job. Being a mom and an occultist wasn’t going to work very well together.

All of your thoughts stopped the moment that Gabriel’s voice entered your head.

“Hello, darling. I know that you can hear me. I also know that you have a little secret to tell me about. Tell me where you are. We can settle this nasty little mess that we created.”

You froze. There was no doubt in your mind that you would have to face Gabriel. He deserved to know the truth, right? How would this whole mess honestly go? Was there some weird chance that Gabriel would get his act together or would you always be having to live in fear of your life?

Deciding not to respond to Gabriel, you lay back on the couch. You were going to have to come to some conclusion soon….

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A - AGE : 19 B - BIRTHPLACE : hinsdale, IL C - CURRENT TIME : 10:58pm D - DRINK YOU HAD LAST : vanilla italian soda. E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO : jenna, ace, lion, pippa, liz, emily, so many others here! F - FAVORITE SONG : whoa whoa whoa - watsky. G - GROSSEST MEMORY : being broken up with in 10th grade at a school dance probably. H - HORROR YES OR HORROR NO : horror YES YES YES! aside from a very few movies - the circle and poltergeist fucked me up for some reason. I - IN LOVE ? : idk man, maybe, but i fuckin hope not. J - JEALOUS OF PEOPLE : rarely, only when i’m in a real shit mood, and then i just step back from the world and look at what’s good in my life. K - KILLED SOMEONE : with kindness, bih. L - LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OR SHOULD I WALK BACK BY AGAIN ? : keep swinging by but i’ll probably only fall in love after like a month of close friendship. M - MIDDLE NAME: jannine! N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS : one, younger brother. O - ONE WISH : to be happy with myself. P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST : my dad. Q - QUESTION YOU’RE ALWAYS ASKED : "can you have a normal conversation?” i’m a very passionate person so nope. R - REASON TO SMILE : my friends, my dad, achievement hunter, memes. S - SONG YOU SANG LAST : castle - halsey. T - TOP 3 FICTIONAL CHARACTERS : john constantine ( hellblazer ), gabriel ( supernatural ), verbal kint ( usual suspects ). U - UNDERWEAR COLOR : pink. V - VACATION : trinidad during carnival. W - WHEN’S YOUR BIRTHDAY : may 1st. X - XRAYS : chest and head, a lot of different times. Y - YOUR FAVORITE FOOD : red meat! Z - ZODIAC SIGN : taurus.

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charlotte-sloane-writes · 5 years ago

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Part 2 - A Wicked Little Thing

Here’s Chapter 2 of my Zatanna/John Constantine fic. Get ready for some quality feels and worldbuilding. The story is after the cut, the tags are at the very bottom.

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The flesh on Anna’s hands had turned a bright angry red fifteen minutes ago; fifteen minutes before the end of her shift. Though the color had abated by the time she got to the cleaning cart lock-up, they still itched and burned from the overexposure to cleaning chemicals. Despite the smell of bleach and cheap latex gloves permeating every digit, Anna abstained from washing her hands in fear of rubbing off the last layer of skin she had left on her palms.

“Shit, and I thought we were busy in the summer.” Freddie leaned back, popping her spine.

“You’re working a second shift too?” Anna smiled at her friend, unbuckling the utility belt from around her waist.

“Yeah.” Freddie scoffed, removing the little, fuzzy, red hat that had leaned crookedly off the side of her ginger crown. “The second it starts pourin’ and all the tourists get stranded, Buddy gets big ideas about a Michelin star for the Hotel California.”

“Talk about overflow.” Anna closed up her locker, spinning the dial on her combination lock for good measure.

The bellhop sat back on the wooden bench in the middle of the locker room, stretching her arms above her head. “When do you get out?”

“Oh, you haven’t heard? We can never leave.”

“Oh, very funny, Anna. It was also really funny the last thirty times I heard that joke.”

“What? If you’re gonna have a shitty job might as well have it at the Hotel California.”

“That should be the new tagline. Come to the Hotel California, if you’re gonna have a shitty vacation, you might as well have it set in a mediocre rock song.”

Anna threw her towel at Freddie’s head “That’s a great song.”

“I’m more of an Aerosmith kinda gal.” Freddie winked, the freckled skin around her eyes wrinkling with a shit-eating grin she gave her friend.

“Blasphemy. Absolute blasphemy.” Anna laughed, the ends of her black hair tickling the bottoms of her shoulder blades when she leaned her head back.

“You’re one to talk.” Freddie threw the offending towel back towards Anna’s face. The cleaning maid caught it and jolted it back towards her chest, dragging Freddie off of the bench in a series of uncontrollable giggles.

The two collapsed in a heap on the linoleum floor, panting between the ghosts of their laughter. “Fuck, I’m gonna be late. George’ll kill me.”

Anna leaned up “If he kills you, who’s gonna bail him out from laundry duty?”

“Fair enough.” Freddie heaved herself up, getting a sturdy landing on her feet and tugging Anna back up with her. “You off on lunch?” Freddie’s breath tickled Anna’s cheek and left a ghostly disturbance against her eyelashes. This was too close.

“Yeah, about to. Why?”

“I’ll tell George you’re there when I see him. He’ll be glad to have a cards partner.”

“And to think he was getting so good at solitaire.” Anna smiled crookedly and nodded “Okay, you tell that brother of yours I’ll be waiting to serve his ass up on a round of Go Fish.”

“Make him regret it. I need something to feel like the superior twin.” Freddie winked, getting to her locker and changing into her brother’s spare laundry uniform. Tightening the white pants around her hips, Freddie spread her arms, shaking her head and making her short hair messier, somehow wilder “How do I look?”

Anna was leaned back against the locker, a bite of her apple making the rounds to her molars “Sexy in a ‘1950s sanitorium worker’ kind of way.”

Freddie laughed freely, hands gripping her shuttering belly “What’s your damage, Arataz?”

Anna swallowed the chunk of fruit in her mouth, wiping her chapped lips roughly with the back of her hand “You haven’t even scratched the surface, honeybuns.”

Freddie scoffed, rolled her eyes, and nudged her friend in the ribs playfully “See you tonight for a nightcap?”

“You got the…?” Anna made a signal with her hand– two fingers to her lips and outward.

“Only if the back patio is dry by then. I don’t want to have to share with Buddy again.”

“Fair. See you then.”

“Yeah.” Freddie waved over her shoulder and walked out to bail her twin brother out.

Anna wouldn’t see such a familiar face until thirty minutes later, lunching on a cheese and bologna sandwich and nibbles of saltines she’d kept lying around her locker in case she ever wanted to treat herself.

“You’re a sorry sight.” George announced his presence, changed into his sister’s bellhop uniform. The first few times they’d done the switcheroo around her, Anna got whiplash.

“Ever so charming.” She shrugged out the earbud and laid the pair off to the side, looking up at the man settling into the chair across from her.

“Freddie tells me you’re gonna kick my ass at Go Fish?”

“Yeah, so long as your cards aren’t rigged.”

“Me? Cheating at cards? When there’s no money to be won? I’m wounded.” George leaned over and stole a cracker from its sleeve.

“What’s for lunch?” Anna swiped back the cracker, leaving more crumbs on the table between them than in either of their hands.

“Some fried rice and chopped SPAM.” George shrugged and wiped off the debris of the saltine battle.

“Seriously?”

“Some of us need variance, Arataz.” George nudged his chin towards the cleaning lady’s meal. “We can’t all survive on bologna sandwiches every day.”

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John Constantine is laying across his bed, unmade and wrinkled like his dress shirt. A loose cigarette hangs from his bottom lip and his heavy eyelids drift closed to the heavy smoke drifting through the industrially recycled air of the Waverider. A final moment of peace, a stillness in his heart, permits his mind to now wander with eyes shut tight. He wonders on passed loves and good times, beers with Chas and drinks with King Arthur’s proginey, shots with Dez and wine with Bruce. Come to think of it, his bonding moments seem to circle around alcohol a bit too frequently. When was the last time he had a deep conversation without booze to lubricate his thoughts to slip past that hard wall he’s built? “Zatanna, must’ve been with Zatanna” He thought aloud, remembering her Painted Lady-esque mansion on an off-shoot road in San Francisco. The silk sheets, the aroma of floral soy candles, the Korean face masks:

“How do you know how to use these things?” John flicked the plastic pack with Korean print all over it. No amount of squinting or divining was making the words any more English.

She laughed, flicking her dark hair behind her shoulder and leaning down onto the mattress behind him. “There...I think.” Her manicured finger pointed down at the one discernable thing on the silver pack, the number 15 “I think that means you leave it on for 15 minutes.”

“Fuck it, sure.” He shrugged and laughed, leaning back and letting his head rest on her thigh “Will you open it for me?”

“Sure. You sure you want this one?” She plucked it from his hands and looked at the picture on it “Pearl? I have others if you want.”

He turned on to his side, one finger tracing an ancient Nordic rune on her knee “Which one are you doing?”

“The snake one.” Zatanna leaned onto one hand, the mattress dipping with her weight.

“Snake oil? Isn’t that like...clearly not real?” John mumbled

“Hm?” Zatanna laughed, her fingertips pushing back his hair “What are you talking about, John?”

“Nothing, love.” He sighed “Just talking for the sake of hearing m’self.”

“You do that often?” She teased him, leaning forward to lay on her side across from him.

“I think so. Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Why do I like to hear myself talk so much?”

“Yeah.”

John leaned on to his back and sighed, letting his back ache in relief. He scratched over his belly button absent-mindedly “Not sure. Maybe it’s to figure out whether I know what I’m talking about.”

The stage magician crawled over to him, sitting up on his chest and pulling his hands away from himself “You don’t think you know what you’re talking about?”

“I don’t know. Who knows? Maybe it’s an act...all of it. But if I sound like I know what I mean, maybe what I’m saying and what I’m doing is right, true, correct. Just got to convince myself as much as those around me.”

Zatanna nodded “I think I know what you mean.” She opened the pearl essence face mask, pressing the cold and slimy sheet onto his face. John jumped at it, surprised at the feeling. “I sometimes wonder where I’d be if I couldn’t just make shit happen with a few backwards phrases.”

“Still rich.” John laughed, watching with one eye open as Zatanna dismounted from his chest and laid down next to him, placing her own sheet mask on her face.

“I don’t know. My father’s money didn’t stretch that far, and I’d be lying if I said my stage magic would be just as good without my real magic. And my name does a lot of the legwork for me…”

“I think you’re brilliant.” John admitted

“Oh, well thank you, all my problems are solved now.” Zatanna rolled her eyes

John laughed and nudged her with his elbow “You wanker.” He scoffed.

“I know, I know, I shouldn’t question the very rarest of Constantine compliments. Thank you, honeybuns.” She kissed the underside of his chin and leaned back to play with the ends of her hair.

“Yeah, yeah, alright.” John rolled his eyes and pretended he wasn’t feeling the closest to home he’d ever felt in his life.

That Zatanna Zatara didn’t exist anymore. All that’s left of her now is a scorned lover, just like the rest of them, as far as John was concerned. She did just fine without him, and he didn’t need her.

An alarm blared, breaking his reverie. John groaned as he leaned up and ashed his cigarette. “Calling all Legends to the Bridge. Calling all Legends to the Bridge.” Sara Lance’s voice echoed through the time travelling ship. “That means you too, John.”

The mage rolled his eyes and stood, stretching out his spine, twisting his arms around to his hips. He slipped his trenchcoat on, feeling the small fizzle of arcane energy as his arms fit through the conduit. “Alright, Johnny. Time to wake up.” He murmured to himself, rolling his shoulders. He pushed the button and the doors to his room slid open.

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kimberly-spirits13 · 5 years ago

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Haunted (Request)

Paring: John Constantine Protégé (reader) x young justice

Synopsis: It’s basically the episode, “Haunted” from Teen Titans where Robin sees Slade but he isn’t there but it’s with the reader

Notes: Y/F/C = Your Favorite Channel

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2336

Constantine had told you to be extra careful after you had returned from missions or what he liked to call, hell bound adventures with him. You’d always been, it was part of the job of course. That didn’t mean however, that sometimes, something would go a bit ... awry.

You were crashing on the couch after getting back from a mission with your teacher. John Constantine was a different kind of person to everyone, but for you he was like a weird uncle or estranged father figure. You had just gotten back from cleansing yourself of anything that might attract some sort of negative spirit or energy into the cave. He lectured you on that before you two had come in through the zeta beams. You rolled your eyes thinking of it as the remote that you were using made the tv flip to new channels every few seconds. You passed Conner’s favorite, static, and then made it to your own favorite channel Y/F/C.

It was some time before the team had come in from their own mission. Kid Flash was the first to greet you as he sat threw himself over the top of the couch to sit down by you.

“Hey beautiful.” He said making you cringe internally.

“He- get your hands off of my popcorn Wallace.” You said without looking at him, instead opting to keep your eyes on the screen.

You felt him scoot over some at your tone. He knew not too touch your food, especially after missions. The one time you did share, everyone was half dead and happened to have stuffed a few snacks in your pockets. You only looked up when you heard the rest of the team walk near the living room and kitchen.

“How was your mission with Hellblazer?” Artemis asked sitting down on the floor next to you.

“It was ... long.” You replied with an exasperated sigh, “Honestly, I could use a nice movie night for once.”

“I second that.”

After a few minutes, everyone was showered and in pajamas. Bean bags, pillows, and blankets were strewn out in every square centimeter of the living room and a movie was underway. The movie was a nice distraction from the night’s events. You almost had this fear that if you looked away, you’d see something that you didn’t want to. It was a fear that you finally told yourself that you needed to face in order to enjoy your night as much as you possibly could. It was a fear that came true the moment you took your eyes off of the tv. You didn’t have to squint to see the massive black figure lurking in the shadows. It stared back at you almost daring you to move. You sat still, tensing up some after looking to see if it could be anyone that wasn’t sitting by you at the time. Then you confirmed it, the entire team was accounted for and the shadow was moving closer to you.

“Everyone get to the mission room!” You yelled out making the rest of the team jump.

“What’s wrong?” Robin asked standing up.

“Don’t ask just go!”

It was a known fact that if Constantine’s kid was telling everyone to get away from where they were, you left. The team sprinted off to where you told them to go as you rushed into the kitchen hold your hand out in the general direction of the being and chanted something that only you could understand. The cage that you put the spirit in wouldn’t last for long and you knew that. That wasn’t the point though, right now, you were after paint, and a marker. Once you had those items, you ran into the briefing room where missions were given out calling out protection spells and scribbling the corresponding symbols on the walls with the permanent marker. The rest of the team looked on in horror as you ran closer and closer. They couldn’t see what was quickly trailing on behind you, but they knew that if you were this panicked, it must be something serious.

“Move together in a group.” You instructed running around them with the salt, “You know the drill, don’t touch, move, blow on, don’t do anything with the salt unless I say so!”

“Y/N, there isn’t anything there.” Robin said looking around.

“I can’t even sense anything.” M said crossing her arms some.

“I know you can’t, that’s why you have to stay here.” You said drawing symbols around the circle, “Someone get a hold of Constantine, I’m a bit preoccupied at the moment.”

You stopped and looked behind you seeing the shadow coming closer and closer to the door, “Shit!” You hissed standing up, “Take these, if anything happens and you have to leave the salt circle, make sure you have these around your neck. Don’t let anything happen to you.”

You handed each of them a necklace with a protection charm on it, “It’s after me, so, in theory, you guys should be fine unless it kills me.”

“W-wait... Kills?” Wally asked making everyone turn and stare in the general direction you were looking.

“Precisely my dear Watson.” You started chanting something again before yelling out in pain clutching the protection tattoo over your arm. There appeared scratches much to the horror of the rest of the team.

Blood dripped down slowly and in smaller amounts than you expected it would. The heat off of whatever scratched you seemed to have cauterized most of the scratch, that wasn’t a good sign.

“What do you want?” You asked in a different language that was foreign to the rest of the team, “Whom do you seek?”

“The blood of Constantine.” It replied.

Now you knew it was after you. You had the blood of Constantine, at least with being his kid and all. That was when you started running. Your bedroom would be the safest place for you right now, just not the team. The team wasn’t typically allowed in your room because of everything inside of it that they were not ready to be around at all. Some of the things might cause them nightmares, others a state of delirium that you had been trained to be accustomed to. There, in your room, you had the spell books needed to vanquish whatever was after you.

You knew that the team probably wouldn’t be able to get a hold of your mentor. The communications were probably down by now. If anything happened, there would be no one there to help you. Not even Zantana was here. She would be nice to have around right about now. Then again, almost anyone with skills in magic would be helpful to have around right now so that wasn’t saying too much.

You had to run through the living room and kitchen once more. The shadow was right on your tail when you turned around to see if you could find it. The moment you did, it disappeared.

“Damn it!” You murmured before turning around, wide eyed at what you saw about to run into you, “Should have remembered eyes on the roa-“

The shadow picked you up. You didn’t expect it to be able to do that. Maybe scratch you a bit, but certainly not lift you off solid ground. Kicking and thrashing around seemed to be doing nothing for you at that moment. The being laughed at your antics before lifting one of its claws to your cheek and slowly cutting into it drawing the smallest amount of blood. You screamed out in pain, all the while trying to articulate a spell to put distance between you and the shadow. It did its job and the next thing you knew you hit the ground running. The stumble and fall didn’t hurt that bad at the moment, you had too much adrenaline in your system for that kind of common pain.

You slid into a different hallway and then down one more before getting into your bedroom and shutting the door. There was no need to make protection spells in here since they were already there. As quickly as possible, you ran to the book shelf and started trying to find the book Constantine had always told you to use if something like this had happened. You found the book, a navy blue leather bound book with old paper and tarnished gold details. Opening the book on your bed, you flipped through it rapidly trying to find the page needed for the spell that you were about to cast.

Once you got to the correct page, you saw that you’d need something to give you some time. It involved a few different things to make it work, all of which you could do quickly with some other spells, but not fast enough to keep yourself safe.

“M? Can you hear me?” You asked over the mental link.

“Loud and clear. Are you alright?” She asked.

“Not the best but there’s no time to complain about it, listen if you can, I need you to do something for me.” You said, “It’s dangerous and if you don’t want to do it, I’ll think of something else but you should be fine with the protection charm I gave you.” “I need you to fly out of the salt circle, as in, don’t touch it. Then will you go into the hallway outside of my room, looking like me and lead it to the zeta beams. Go as fast as you can on that part. On my signal, change back into yourself and go invisible. I don’t want you in sight during this part. Get back to the salt circle.”

“If you think it’s best, I’ll do it.” She answered after a few seconds of silence.

“Good. Now go.”

After a minute or so, you felt the shadow following something else. Your plan was working and all you had to do now was beat the two into the room entrance. You took a different route that wouldn’t be anywhere near were the two of them were and once you were in the right place, you dropped to your knees making the correct markings on the floor and setting candles around it. You had done this countless numbers of times, but now that this thing was threatening your only real family, it felt a bit personal. You stood up once M announced to you that she was entering the room. You hid behind Conner’s motorcycle and at the right moment, leaped out in front of it telling M to leave.

She did as you instructed leaving you to finish the spell. You felt your energy draining more and more as it got closer. You were leading it right where you wanted it, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t hurt you. By now it had scrapped you up a bit. There would be bruises in the morning considering you made it to then.

The shadow laughed at your pain, lifting its hand to knock you into a wall. You grunted in pain before stumbling back onto your feet, not letting it break your concentration. You dodged a flying wrench and then screwdriver before feeling a sharp pain on your leg. This thing was toying with you now, trying to get you to drop the spell. The intensity of the spell ended up making the lights flicker on and off, finally killing them. You felt multiple cuts forming on different parts of your body. That was when you caught it. It tried to keep moving but was now stuck in the symbol that you drew. You smiled some suddenly having a bit more energy and hope that you’d finish. With confidence, you ended the spell. The sound of the high pitch screeching made you hold your ears closed in pain. You fell to your knees before telling the team that it was okay to come out. The lights came back on and the last thing you remember was a bright white light and then silence.

“Come on kid, wake up.” You felt someone shaking you awake. The voice sounded familiar but panicked like if you didn’t open your eyes at once, they’d lose it.

Under you, you felt the concreate of the cave floor. It wasn’t the best feeling in the world in the slightest especially with your aching bones. Around you, you felt multiple people, none of them to be evil. Then, slowly, you blinked your eyes open, light flooding your senses before you were adjusted.

“I-is it gone?” You asked rubbing your head hearing the sigh of relief from your mentor.

“It is.” Constantine said helping you up and catching you as you stumbled over, “I didn’t think you’d be able to handle a demon of that size. I’m impressed you did, but you need rest.”

“How’d it get in?” You asked looking around some to see the team fully intact.

“I’m still figuring that out right now Y/N/N. The ole bastard didn’t stand a chance against you though”

“Y/N, are you alright?” M asked not really wanting to come closer to you with John there. You nodded, “Yeah, I’m fine.” “Are you guys okay?”

“We’re all fine Y/N... w-what was that?” Robin asked, “None of us could see whatever it was that was here, it seemed to just be you.” “It was a demon. Must have followed from my last mission away from you guys. You couldn’t see it because it didn’t want you to. It was after me, but once it got me, I’m sure it would have gone after all of you.”

Constantine stayed a little while longer to help make sure that there was nothing else there. You told him that it was after him which wasn’t unheard of at all but he needed to be more careful than he typically was for a little bit. After he was gone, the team dragged you into the living room where you promptly fell asleep during a movie.

This was fun to write. I find it funny that two people kind of had the same idea, that was pretty funny. Anyways, I hope you guys liked this one and are having a great day. I’m going to still try and post even with my laptop gone but that all just depends on what happens. I hope you’re all staying safe and healthy and have a wonderful week and rest of the day!

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The Princess and the Butler 1

Chapter 1

John Constantine X Reader A Highcastle Abbey AU

Summary: She has a troubled history and both her parents are dead. Adopted by Mrs. Logue of Highcastle Abbey she hasn’t left its grounds since she was small. A new butler by the name of Mr. John Constantine is hired and everything starts to change. Quickly betrothed to a man she does’t know. But something dark is coming for her soul... What is it about her past that makes hell want to rise up and greet her? Will she be able to save herself? Will John Constantine, the Hellblazer himself, be able to save the woman he would go to hell and back for? Or will everything they have ever known crumble around them?

Warnings: Demons... heart melting fluff... *Slow Burn*

Words: 1.8k

Links: Chapter 2 Masterlist

“Y/N please do come downstairs, the new butler has arrived and I would like you to meet him before supper time,” a kind voice calls through the door of your room.

“Right away, M’lady,” you reply.

Hopefully, you think to yourself, this butler will last longer than the previous one. It just seems like Highcastle Abbey goes through staff so quickly.

Although Mrs. Logue is generally a good host, she has high expectations for the staff (as well as for you) and if they do not meet those expectations, then they just aren’t worth keeping around.

You stand from your vanity and adjust your deep blue dress. As you head down the stairs the soft leather of your shoes pads across the wood.

Personally, you look forward to meeting the new butler, since you don’t leave Highcastle Abbey the staff usually end up being close acquaintances. The last one was so stuffy and stuck in his own uptight ways he couldn’t do things the way Mrs. Logue wanted.

Deep down you hope that this new butler will be younger and more likely to be willing to be your friend. Maybe give you some sort of distraction from the dull repetitiveness that your life has become.

At the bottom of the stairs your eyes land upon a man wearing a neatly pressed black tux. His light blond hair is slicked back away from his cleanly shaven face, giving you a gorgeous view of his chocolate brown eyes. Those eyes meet yours and you can see a flick of amusement pass over his face.

You try not to trip and fall down the stairs as the look in his eyes sets butterflies free in your stomach.

He is definitely far more pleasing to look at than our previous staff, you think.

You take your place at the bottom of the stairs next to your adoptive mother and sister.

Mrs. Logue speaks, “It is a pleasure to finally have a head of staff and butler with some manners. Please, Astra, Y/N, meet Mr. John Constantine.”

He tips his head at each of you, his brown eyes shining.

“Mr. Constantine, this is my daughter, you will address her as Lady Astra.”

Your adoptive sister holds out her hand to the man and he takes it, bowing slightly as his lips hover over her knuckles.

“And this is my ward. We took her in when she was but a small girl, her mother entrusted her into our care just before she died. You will address her as Ms. Y/N.”

You hold out your hand and he takes it. His pristine white gloves are soft against your skin. His head bows toward your hand just as he did for Astra, but his lips brush across your knuckles, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Ms.” He murmurs, “It is an honor to meet you.”

His accent is thick, almost melodic to your ears. You give him a shy smile as he releases your hand. Your eyes meet again. Closer now, you can see flecks of gold, and strangely, blue in his eyes.

“I do hope that you will be amicable to the rules and expectations of this household. I am not afraid of letting staff go when I am not pleased by their performance.”

He shoots Astra’s mother a brilliant smile, “Of course ma’am. I will do everything I can to serve both you, and your daughters with the upmost manners and care.”

Mrs. Logue nods, turning to you, “Y/N, would you show Mr. Constantine to his new chambers?”

“Yes, ma’am,” you say as you turn on your heels, Mr. Constantine following close behind.

You turn down the elaborately decorated corridors of Highcastle Abbey, you step through double doors and enter into the servants quarters of the house.

You stop by a door in the hallway, nicer than the others, but still plain compared to the doors of the main house.

“These will be your quarters. I hope that you will find them adequate. We do have a bell system throughout the house. The bells will ring both in your quarters and in the kitchen, just in case you are not nearby when needed.”

You fold your hands together in front of you, resting them on the poof of your dress at your waistline.

“My sincerest thank you, love....” he pauses a moment, “May I speak freely?”

You nod giving him a gentle smile.

“Are you…. Are you happy here?”

You smile fades slightly, Mr. Constantine sees sadness flit across your face.

“I have not… I have not left the grounds of Highcastle Abbey since I was brought here as a small girl. I know of the world outside the stone walls that surround these lands only from the books I have read in the library… and I have read all of them,” you reply to him.

“You did not answer the question, Ms.”

You give him a sad smile as you turn away from him heading down the hall, “No. Have a good evening Mr. Constantine, we shall see you at supper.”

He stands there for a moment, slightly dumbfounded, but also in awe of your honesty, and truly, the brief flash of sass he just saw.

***

The next morning you sat comfortably in your armchair in your room. You had a beautiful view of the grounds from the window next to you while you sat reading a book and warming your feet by the fireplace in front of you.

A light tap at the door of your chambers startles your peace.

“Come in,” you say as you set your book down open in your lap.

In walks Mr. Constantine carrying a teapot, sugar, milk, and a teacup on a silver platter held delicately in his hands clad in soft white gloves just like the day before.

“Your morning tea, Ms.” He sets down the platter on the small table next to your chair. “I would like to apologize for my question to you Ms. It was out of line,” he says as he pours the steaming hot tea into the cup.

“It is quite alright, Mr. Constantine,” you respond, turning to look at him.

“Milk and sugar?” He asks.

“Milk, three sugars.”

“Still, it was out of line. I shan’t ask such things of you again.” He hands me the cup.

“Oh quite the contrary, Mr. Constantine. You see… I have no friends, nor acquaintances outside of Highcastle Abbey. Astra and her mother are fine conversationalists but… their lives are rather dull to me. Nor do I feel that I can open up to them.”

Mr. Constantine stands there listening intently to your words, his hands entwined in front of him.

“I was hoping, Mr. Constantine that you would be willing to call yourself a friend of mine. Tell me tales of the outside world, and give me someone to talk to and confide in.” You look away from him, afraid to hear him deny your offer of friendship as many butlers had before.

“It would be my honor, Ms. Y/N.”

You smile turning back to him, “We can start with you not calling Ms. Y/N unless we are around Astra or her mother.”

“Alright then,” he pauses, “love.” His own smile reveals to you gleaming white teeth.

“Thank you, Mr. Constantine.”

“You may call me John… or Johnny,” he replies, “I’ll be back later for the dishes. Enjoy the tea and the beautiful morning, love.”

He steps out of the room, closing the door, and you smile as you take a sip of your tea. He had somehow made it just the way you like it.

You sat for a while in the warmth of the sun and the fire, your tea long finished, the empty cup and saucer sitting neatly on the side table, as you drift off into a light sleep.

It was dark in Highcastle Abbey as you picked up your skirts and ran down the hallway in terror. Something huge and shadow-like chased you. The only part of it that wasn’t as black as the darkest night was its eyes, that blazed red like the fires of hell.

You turned down another hallway and tripped in the rug that ran its length. Hitting the ground with a resounding thud you struggled to catch your breath as you tried to crawl away.

The dark figure caught hold of your ankle and you screamed, trying to kick it away with your other foot. It caught your other flailing leg and flipped you over dragging you closer to it. Fiery eyes leaned down close to yours as it pressed its cold lips against your own. You struggled against it as it started to suck. You screamed again as something white, wispy, almost magical seemed to leave your mouth and be sucked into its own.

Suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see Mr. Constantine, John, coming down the hallway. His eyes glow the same red as the monster above you and his hands seem to be on fire.

“You’ll not have her soul today or any day, you bloody bastard,” he growls.

The monster suddenly gets off of you, shrinking back, seemingly afraid of John. It morphs into a man with dark hair and pale skin then runs off, disappearing down the hall.

John kneels down next to you, taking you into his arms, his face leaning over your own. He shakes you gently, trying to get your attention.

“Are you alright, love? Are you hurt?”

His voice becomes disjointed from his face, “Wake up, love. Are you alright? Wake up it is but a nightmare.”

“Wake up, love. Wake up.”

Your eyes shoot open with a sharp intake of breath. You find John’s hand resting gently on your shoulder as he leans over you in your chair, concern written all over his face.

“It’s alright, you are awake now. You were having a nightmare of some sort. I was trying to shake you awake but you just wouldn’t wake up,” he says.

You set a trembling hand over his, “Thank you, John.”

You glance outside, the sun just about to set.

“I came up to gather your dishes, and because Mistress wishes to speak to you.”

Nodding, you rise to your feet rather unsteadily, still shaking from your dream.

“Would you… would you accompany me downstairs please?” You ask him.

“Of course.”

You make your way out of the room and downstairs to the parlor. You jolt to a halt in the doorway with John behind you as your eyes land on a man perched on the settee.

“Y/N, I would like you to meet your future husband, Edex Animae,” Mrs. Logue smiles proudly, but you don’t even look at her.

You take in the appearance of the man in front of you. His skin is pale as the moon, and his eyes and hair dark as the night. The man on the settee, the man whom the wicked creature had turned into from your dream shoots you a wicked smile.

You sway, still overwhelmed by your dream and now this. Your knees crumple underneath you as you faint, falling right into the arms of John Constantine.

To be continued...

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