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#DC constantine rp
findroleplay · 9 months
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👑Hi ! 25+, She/Her, CEST.
Literacy/frequency: I'm literate-advanced literate. I can write beyond the discord limit, or faster replies, I adjust to the person I'm writing with but I like fairly detailed scenes. I'm quite active, if I like the rp a lot I can answer several times a day or once a day (we all have a life I understand that we can't always, it's the same for me, just warn).
Fandom: HOTD (AegonxAemond, Aegonxoc, Aemondxoc, modern or not, I have plenty of ideas), Sandman (ocxoc), Constantine DC universe (ocxoc), or crossover between Sandman and Hotd, I have a plot too. Fandomless : Enemies to lovers, dark and conflicting but passionate stories.
Plot ideas: I have several plot ideas and if that doesn't inspire you, we can build some together with great pleasure.
Before a solar wave, two people meet for the first time, the tone rises, they argue. A few months after the apocalypse, one of the two is in danger and the other saves them. I have the whole story in more detail and editable if you are inspired. (MxM or MxF)
Two childhood friends who grew up together but were separated as teenagers reunite as adults; one is the leader of a major mafia gang and the other one of the best federal agents in the country. The agent will infiltrate the mafia for his work and find himself under the orders of his former childhood friend. (MxM or MxF I will write F and we can double if you need, I like stories with more than two characters)
A group of friends who have known each other since the orphanage where they grew up and later become a group of gangsters, going through prison, etc. (MxM, MxF, multiple partners, I'm pretty open!)
Two brothers/siblings/friends are kidnapped by a Bolivian cartel and thrown into the forest for a kind of manhunt, they get out of it together and in turn become, little by little, the leader of a gang which becomes powerful and seek revenge.
Triggers: This will be an adult RP, so no minors, preferably looking for people who are 20 years or older. I don't have any particular issues with FxF; I'm just not used to it, but I'm open to trying. There will be NSFW content, as I enjoy writing it, but it shouldn't be the only focus of the story - we need a real plot.
I have few limits, but I like to discuss them with the person before starting. 
Other: I'm a talkative person who loves to exchange ideas, whether it's sharing Pinterest boards related to our RP or discussing everyday life topics - I'm open to chatting and even becoming friends. Despite having a full-time job, I can reply several times during the day and sometimes throughout the evening. I hate being ghosted and never do it myself.
So, if you survided this long shoot and you're the type who is super passionate and invested, enjoys creating stories, imagining adventures and worlds, sharing your latest musical discoveries, and sending silly gifs - let's connect! Please like this message to show you're interested! #nominors #hotd #fandomless #talkative #mxm #mxf
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rtradresources · 11 months
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Promo Template
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jasontoddsguns · 1 year
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John Constantine-chan, never give up! You too can be daijobou, truly, Constan-kun! There's lots to live for!
I’ve been staring at this message for 5 minutes trying to figure out how to reply to this.
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claudead60 · 10 months
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JOHN X CHAS CANON?
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Cap Hellblazer iuses #21
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Cap hellblazer iuses #202
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laughing-hellblazer · 8 months
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When your soul is damned, you haven't got much to lose, except anyone who knows you. No doubt, it's a high stakes game, but if you dabble in the occult, you know everything has a price.
independent roleplay blog for vertigo/dc's john constantine
– Semi-Selective – OC, Crossover, Multiverse Friendly – Past-Tense Paragraph Roleplay – Mixed-Canon Interpretation – Detailed canon-divergent timeline – Adult Themes, Violence, Dark Subjects, Disturbing Imagery – Follows from @zigg--muses
rules ⛥ about ⛧ memes ⛥ tags ⛧ playlist ⛥ gallery
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beesandhoney1219 · 1 year
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Inspired By: Wanda Vision and Housing Complex C
Fawcett City. A beautiful place, with the lowest crime rate in the entire world. It seemed like a perfect place to live. A city where a demi-god roamed, stopping every criminal that dared showed their faces and even helping out around the city. His name was Shazam, and he was the most kind-hearted hero out of them all.
He gave out food in the local soup kitchens, took care of all the stray cats and dogs, and was happy to help anyone that asked for it.
Nobody expected him to do something like this.
It happened after the death of his friend, Scott. He was young, around ten years old. Shot down, mercilessly, while waiting for Shazam. His body was left to rot. Nobody seemed to care until Shazam showed up. The god became angry. No, more than angry.
Enraged.
And with Halloween right around the corner, his magic was at an all time high. He vowed that nobody would get hurt on his watch again, and with his powers, encased the whole of Fawcett City in a large red shield. Nobody could get in, and nobody could get out. He was determined to make his beloved city safe again, even if he had to be a little…forceful.
Which is where the reader comes in. It has been a week since Fawcett City had been cut off from the rest of the world, and the reader was one of many task forces sent to breach the wall. So far, nothing seemed to work. Climbing the bubble proved fruitless, and digging under would take ages. And now, they were trying something new. The government would send a high power laser to breach the shield, but only for a minute at most. They had to be fast, or they’d be sliced in half.
Equipped with a survival bag, and even a pistol to arm themselves, the reader and their crew watched anxiously as the laser pierced the shield and carved a small hole inside of it. Small enough to crawl through. But it wouldn’t hold for long. Already, the shield was trying to close in on itself, but the laser stayed strong.
“Go go go!”
The nearby guards yelled. The reader crawled, slithering through the thick red object. It was warm and soft…almost like it was alive, and cracks of electricity danced over head. The reader slumped onto the plush grass on the other side, but one other soldier didn’t seem to make it in time. The wall closed immediately, cleanly cutting the man in half, killing him instantly. His torso collapsed into the ground, a look of shock permanently carved into his face. Radio communications immediately caved as well, and so did their electronics.
On the other side, a young boy stood, waiting for them. He was around ten years old. Small and thin, wearing a red turtleneck sweater with multiple tears and ripped jeans. He was barefoot, his body covered in bruises, cuts, and scabs. His hair a tangled mess, with Lichtenberg scars running up and down his body, branching into multiple directions, as if he had been struck by lightning multiple times.
“Hello.” The boy said with a smile, holding his hands behind his back. “Welcome to Fawcett City. My name is Billy Batson; your new best friend.”
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Originally this was a roleplay starter but Tumblr can have it too :)
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mused-like-roses · 1 month
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~ Starter Call for John Constantine ~
Like/Reblog for a starter from John Constantine
Specify for whom if multi-muse
OC/AU/Crossover Friendly
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||Second Encounter: The hellblazer and the sage||
~~Reserved DC verse rp with @sageofjustice~~
John sighed after another busy day doing what he does, taking down another hidden supernatural demon that seems to have taken over a section of town. However, over the following days his mind was distracted due to the red head he met that night. Usually he wouldn’t get that shy around someone but him? He seems to have did that perfectly.
He did remember the card that the sage game him. He sees his name once more. Angel Solishart. “........” Well, he did say if he needed a hand he could give him a call but he also wanted to see him again-wait, he did?!? He felt his face burn again before shaking his head.
“Oi, what the hell is going on with me? Geez, seems like i already got the hots for him. Ughhh, no no. I could use the help even with the sudden sights of more of the demons around.” John takes a breath before getting his cell phone and begins dialing the number on the card but how is he going to tell him? Eh, he’ll think of something. He hopes.
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bprdmyers · 1 year
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an exploration in surviving trauma, coming-of-age, finding hope in darkness, occasional awkwardness, growing up in unconventional means, being supernaturally aware, family dynamics, finding balance, finding one’s purpose, demonic possession and it’s impact upon the psyche, having superpowers, and being an agent with a secret government agency. heavily affiliated with @myersbprd​.
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nightmares--child · 1 year
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indie roleplay blog for au!marvel character, terrance ward
– Semi-Selective – OC, Crossover, Multiverse Friendly – Past-Tense Paragraph Roleplay – Multiverse AU!Version of Trauma (Avengers: The Initiative) – Adult Themes, Violence, Dark Subjects, Disturbing Imagery – Follows from @zigg--muses
18+ Minors DO NOT INTERACT
☾ rules ☾ about ☾ memes ☾ facts ☾ gallery ☾ playlist ☾ tags ☾
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historiestold · 2 years
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“HER LAST NAME IS PORTER BUT THAT’S NOT… THAT WAS HER MUM’S NAME. SHE HAS ANOTHER. HER OTHER NAME IS CURSED. HER TRUE NAME IS ROSE CONSTANTINE. SHE’S MY DAUGHTER.”
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holygroundscafe · 2 years
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I'm feeling slutty...
Send 😈 to my askbox for one of my muses to share a naughty picture with your muse!
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doorinthefloor · 2 years
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This is a permanent starter call post! Like or reblog at anytime to receive a starter of varying length from Papa Midnite of Vertigo/DC Comics.
Asks or messages about plots/ideas are also welcomed.
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jesscmy · 1 year
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“Immortality isn't living forever. That's not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying.” 
open quote starter | mutuals/non-mutuals | 18+ Only
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bigidiotenergy · 2 years
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“says ‘MASTER’, doesn’t it? shoul’ really change that t’PETTY DABBLER--- i’d hate t’put on airs.”
open - john constantine
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beesandhoney1219 · 2 years
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{Hero}

| Open Roleplay|

Fawcett City. A beautiful city with the lowest crime rate in the entire nation, and it was all because of their own superhero, Shazam.

Shazam just appeared one day. He was a magical being, with the power to control lightning. He was bullet proof, he could fly, jump super high, endure extreme heat, and his skin was basically impenetrable. He was the nicest hero anyone had ever seen, constantly helping the homeless and the poor. But, he had one strict rule.

He would never kill.

Like Batman, another hero in a different city, Shazam would do his absolute hardest to make sure everyone survived, even the criminals. He respected his enemies, cared for them, treated them with kindness.

Nobody would have expected that this popular, kind-hearted superhero was actually a street rat, a ten-year old Billy Batson, in disguise.

Billy had been on the streets most of his life. And even then, he was kind. He complimented street workers, fed stray dogs and cats, took care of the younger street rats, and stood up to anyone that bullied the homeless. He may be only a kid, but his heart was pure. And having a pure heart granted him the powers of Shazam.

The wisdom of Solomon, the strength of Hercules, the stamina of Atlas, the power of Zeus, the courage of Achilles, and the speed of Mercury. That was what his name stood for, and that is what Shazam was. Earth’s Mightiest Mortal.

It was just another night in Fawcett City. Shazam was doing his normal rounds, circling his beloved city in the sky, his cape flapping in the wind as he let out a soft hum. But a suspicious person entering a warehouse right on one of the fishing docks caught his attention. Was it a gang member? Maybe a criminal waiting for a supply drop off? Or could it be a junkie needing help? Whoever it was, Shazam decided to check it out. His feet touched the floor softly as he peered inside the dark warehouse. Empty.

“Hello?”

The man stepped inside, curious as he peered around the many stacked crates. All filled with fishing equipment.

“Is anyone in here? You aren’t in trouble, I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

He called out, only to frown when he stepped in a puddle of water. He sighed, shaking his foot.

“By golly is it dark in here…”
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