#the demon constantine

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Hellblazer 104

[kittyaugust]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Fandom: Constantine (TV), Supernatural, Hellblazer Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: John Constantine/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, John Constantine Additional Tags: With A Twist Words: 666 Series: Part 27 of Of Hunters and Hellblazers

Summary:

He smells like smoke, and it’s almost right.

This is what happens when your Kitty has writer’s block during the only time she’s had to write ALL week. *sob*

Sorry!?

[hellblazer-writers]

The Parent Trap [A Demonic Remix]

By demonofcorruption

Chap 1. Striking the bargain

“I know that bloody look, mate.”

There’s a twinkle in John’s eye as he claps his hands to clear off any residual chalk, standing slowly as a grin curls his lip that’s not shy of being cocky. He tips his head and juts his chin forward a little. “Do you now?”

The accuser stands with gritted teeth, one John-Constantine’s-Trashbin. A demonic version of himself ( thankfully tucked in nice and cosy in a summoning circle) created so John could cheat the devil out of his due. Both the devil and the demon before him never forgave the slight. His trenchcoat is torn and ragged, clothes equally mussed from Hell’s moods, skin rotted and blue while he stares John down with eyes that glow a pulsing, deep red. Just to be a prat, he pulls a worm from his cheek, flicks it on the ground and stomps it dead, never looking away from his ‘better’ half.  

“Course I fuckin’ do. And the answer is no. With ‘sod off’ added in for good measure.”

“No need to kick such a fuss, love. I’ve got a proposition for you. Just think of it as a vacation from the weary wailing of the souls of the damned.” John can see the flicker of temptation ticking away behind his counterpart’s eyes.

Come on you cocky bastard.

Take the bait.

“What’s the con?”

“Just a quickie for old times sake. Xolotl is in the neighborhood and keeps causing all sorts of nasty mayhem. Spreadin’ disease and horror and all sorts of fun. We play twin brothers, reel ‘em in, neuter the wanker and everyone goes home happy.“

“The aztec mutt?”

“Got her in one, that’s a good lad.”

The condescension gets an eye twitch and John smiles wide.

The demon sneers, “Fuck off out of it. If you think I’m helping you play bait for the bitch, you have another thing coming. Unless your offering me my body back, you interrupted a rather vigorous set of negations with a succubus and I’m keen to get back. I’ll know you failed if you show up on my doorstep.”

“What did she get out her favorite strap on then? I’ll offer you a day in.”

“Don’t be jealous, John. And a week at the least.” He gets cut off. “So you can try and run off with my bloody body? I don’t want to come back and find me nethers burnin or have to deal with a week long hangover from your addictions. Two days.”

“Our addictions. Five days. and I promise only to fuck the ones who don’t have a disease.”

“Three and that’s final. “

“Done.” There’s a shared moment of patting themselves on the back while they strike up a celebratory ciggie.

[hellblazer-writers]

Where My Demons Hide

by kittyaugust for demonofcorruption and constantron

“You know I’m meant to be the demon, right mate?”

“Don’t call me mate, mate,” John slurs, huffs half a laugh at himself.

The Demon Constantine rolls his red-shot eyes heavenward in an incongruous show of false faith.

“There a reason you summoned me to a dive bar at 3am then, Daddy?” the Demon asks, arch and smug. Bastard.

John’s eyes narrow then he grabs the Demon by its tie, pulls him in and kisses him with whisky flavoured desperation.

“Ah, that,” the Demon mutters into John’s warm human skin. “Self-flagellation at it’s finest huh, Constantine?”

“Shut it,” John mumbles.

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