HELLBLAZER.

I walk my path alone... who would walk with me?

[helblazes]

an independent, private, low-activity rp blog for john constantine of vertigo comics (created by alan moore & steve bissette), written by aaron.

[helblazes]

hey everybody! still here and on my doctor who blog but i also made an iron man :3 @reactir

[tremaynes]

fionn swears he's not an idiot, but the guy talks and all he can do is stare at him, confused and concerned. delusions, maybe, or someone fucking around with chemicals and giving himself a weird trip while also causing black flames? except there's nothing he knows of that causes black flames. black smoke, yeah, but that's different. normal. this is...not. ❝ right, ❞ he says, for lack of anything better, gaze shifting from the building to the man, trying to assess if he needs to call an ambulance instead. he doesn't like this, feeling wrong-footed. he doesn't like feeling as though he's missing something big. ❝ it—bored? it'll get bored? the-the fire? ❞

okay, the fumes are getting to him too, clearly.

❝ um, fionn? i mean, that's not a question, it's fionn. ❞ thank god he's not on shift; this will have been called in by someone, and fionn doesn't envy the station commander having to deal with this. still, he can't tamp down his own instincts. ❝ sorry, do we need to be worried about the fire spreading? is there anyone else inside? ❞

[helblazes]

he snorts and then laughs, a proper belly laugh. " not used to this kinda thing are you? don't worry, i've got you covered. " he pats him on the back, real gentle like. " they're not the type of flames that get started by some geezer, you know? they're summoned, mate, summoned to try and kill somebody, take their soul down. if it doesn't get somebody… well, it'll dissipate. fizzle the fuck out. "

he has a small laugh at that. " you're alright. " he puts the ciggie down and crushes it under his foot, enough of that. time for that later. " nah, don't worry. stuff like this, it has a certain radius. it's why i'm not shittin' myself. " he raises an eyebrow for a moment, " that's a point. dunno. hope not. nothin' you can really do for 'em if somebody got swallowed up. " he has a look at him, perhaps a second too long. " i wouldn't try it, mate. you seem like a good guy, worrying about that stuff. don't get yourself killed. " he shrugs, " sometimes there's nothing you can do. "

[driftvoid]

A small chuckle escaped him. He didn’t hear the accent often these days, just from his mother and his sister Ruth. That happened, when you moved South to London. “ – I don’t think I’m putting the posh on. I’ve spent more time with posh people than I thought I’d ever do, when I was a much younger man. – I tend to lose the posh, when I spend enough time around other Scousers, so… Who knows.”

[helblazes]

he gives him a wide grin, probably a bit too wide. been a while since he's been around his own, spent too much time running away. " i think i make mine a bit stronger when i'm around them. what they want you to do, isn't it, make it softer. makes 'em nervous. i say good, let the wankers be nervous, mate. " he snorts, " john, by the way. might be stickin' around for a bit, help your lot out. occult expert. "

[unitlead]

#UNITLEAD "I know we like to believe we could withstand anything, interrogation, torture, but it's not true! I know that to my cost, everyone can be broken in time ... I will not betray my friends, my planet! Not as quickly as you need! "Rani's Kate Stewart. show and audio canon compliant [ promo ]

[helblazes]

hello everyone!! i've been busy the last few days spending time w/ my dad while the rest of the family is on vacation lol

[helblazes]

more starters tomorrow!!

[tremaynes]

he's half-on the phone to the control room — not on shift today, but concerned nonetheless, only his training and lack of equipment stopping fionn from doing something really stupid, like running into the building to check nobody's inside still — but the sight of black flames has him stunned enough to forget how to talk. ❝ um, ❞ he says eloquently, pulling his lighter out of his pocket and holding it out in a daze, ❝ demonic flames? i—they've got to be someone's pay grade. that's...still fire? ❞ right? right?!

[helblazes]

" 'ta. " he quickly replies, far more concerned with lighting his smoke than explaining to him. that can wait, of course. he quickly grabs it and lights up, taking a slow puff and handing the lighter back. " fire that'll burn the soul outta you, yeah. shit like that… nothin' you can do. " he peers back, his eyes glancing towards the still burning flames. " nah, best to let it tire itself out. it'll get bored once it realises it didn't get me. it pays to have quick legs when you owe some infernal prick, i'll tell you that. " he offers a cocky smirk, " what's your name, pal? think i've forgotten my manners. "

[helblazes]

@driftvoid liked!

" you can always tell, can't you, mate? whenever you come across another son of liverpool, eh? not to worry, you can relax around me. don't need to put the posh on around me, pal. "

[helblazes]

@ioracle liked!

" fancy that, got all these gadgets and you still need ol' john to offer his expertise, eh, love? " he snorts, far too satisfied with himself. " runnin' around with your lot, i don't know if i'm ever too fond of that but a bloke likes to be needed. "

[helblazes]

i've been reading a lot of hellblazer the last few days, starters/replies soon buddies.

[helblazes]

not acknowledging basically everything DC had john doing during the new 52, feels like none of the people writing him then actually got him

[helblazes]

im actually obsessed rn bc i just made a playlist for john and i've never done that for a muse before

[halbarryislife]

John Constantine’s Blue Suit

[helblazes]

john's birthday is canonically 10th may 1951, he's aul (turning 73 in a week)

[mellosdrawings]

It's the bisexual rizz. No way he could've gotten a baddie like Zatanna otherwise.

[helblazes]

@unitlead liked!

" tell you what, love, i could be persuaded to help out. clearly, you're not up to date on your occult lore. always hate to see a posho wander about, bein' useless. "