priest: i don't, ah, quite know what to say to you. if you are in such terrible danger, why are you taking it all so calmly?
constantine: hmh! i dunno, father. i had a bloke beaten to a pulp earlier this evening. that sound calm to you?
priest: you did what...?
constantine: i must've been off me bleedin' rocker. i've never done anything like it before in me life, y'know?
constantine: but there's header gets his guts blown out, and george is stickin' his head in the noose, and helen gets ... jesus, then friggin' sarah bites me head off — ! everything's coming to bits in me hands and it's so easy to just see red and now, shit, they could've killed the tosser for all i know!
and now i'm just like the bastards i've hated all me life! kill him! fire him! close them down! piss all over him! screw you, i can do whatever i want! i so much as blink and you're dead, pal! i'm in charge!!
...
constantine: 'scuse me, father. i'm always like this when i don't get me own way.
— hellblazer #81, "rake at the gates of hell pt. 4"
babygirl you are just....so, sooooo offputting. (and grieving, and guilty, and terrified, but yeah: offputting.)
anyway, it's issues like this one that remind me why i kind of hesitate over some of the retcons in the recent spurrier runs, like the one with him now having opened dream's pouch of sand and stolen some before they even met. because like, it's easy enough to look at john constantine now — with 70 years of worst possible choices and unresolved trauma crystallizing underneath his skin to cover up all the soft, hopeful bits where he's used to getting hit — and assign him arbiter of ill intentions, magus of wasted potential, saint of shit choices, but man . . . he was new to this, once. he was still new to this 80 issues in.
80 issues in, and he's not used to losing friends yet; he even has time enough between catastrophes to grieve each individual one. still has enough left to live for at this stage to necessitate running and hiding, instead of bodily throwing himself at the problem like he learns to later, or sitting apathetically by to do nothing except smoke and watch the world fall apart when he finally gives up. fuck, he still apologizes.
and you're telling me this guy, this soppy wet cat motherfucker hiding from the devil in a church basement, so guilty over not knowing what happened to the guy that he paid people (paid chas, so chas could pay people) to attack that the bottle he's holding in this scene isn't even his second or third........this guy's past, more innocent self lied right to the face of DREAM OF THE ENDLESS and got away with it?
hm. i just don't know about all that.
18 notes
·
View notes
I was tagged by @niteview to post my comfort movies & tv shows!! hi lissa <3333 thank you so much for tagging me!!! i LOVE this!!!!
Movies:
me: *holding my old cartoon dvds and crying* ALL OF THEM
(in no particular order)
1- Howl's Moving Castle
2- Captain America: The Winter Soldier
3- Avengers Endgame
4- A Simple Favor
5- Crazy Rich Asians
Bonus: The Phantom Of The Opera (havent watched it in a hot minute but i would not be the woman i am today (weirdo) without this movie)
TV Shows:
(in order)
1- Bones
2- Suits
3- The Originals
4- Children Of Nobody (also known as Red Sun Blue Moon) (kdramas count right?)
5- The Witcher (specifically season 2)
Bonus: The Time Traveler's Wife (2022)
Tagging: @uh0paque @joosgf @starlightfantasy @haechannabelle @biboramp3 @nunutual (i wanted tag my new svt moots too but im shy🫣💕)only if you guys want to!!!!!
5 notes
·
View notes
currently suffering because I finished Stormbringer and 15. guess who's reading Beast and spoiled themselves about chap 101 before reading 15, Stormbringer, and Beast.... this bitch...
KNOW I HAVE 2 NEW FICTIONAL CRUSHES- MOTHERFUCKING ADAM FRANKENSTEIN THE ANDROID DETECTIVE AND LIPPMAN, A DEAD FLAG/CELEBRITY/HOT GUY🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃
also, I am crying over skk and the flags right now- I'm not even mentioning the fake-me-out death of Adam and WHAT RIMBAUD DID FOR VERLAINE-
HOLY SHIT-
Asagiri-Sensei.... my lawyers will be in contact... I hope to come to a settlement large enough to pay for my therapy and for my psychiatrist bills.... 🙂
14 notes
·
View notes
jesus... Streetlight Manifesto's The Hands that Thieve is 10 years old this year... that's weird to think about. that was such a formative moment for me. i was a junior in high school and had been into Streetlight for years, but the release of this album was huge. i got a bunch of friends together and we drove down to rhode island (we live in new hampshire) to see them play live, and we sang all the words to every single song. that was the first real concert i had been to
i saw them live three times after that too, over the years. in college, i wore a streetlight manifesto shirt (actually toh kay, but that's beside the point) and another kid in the class commented on it, and we became friends. eventually we started dating and we're still together. that was 7 and a half years ago
2 notes
·
View notes