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thesatanicpeterpan · 6 months
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Memento Mori Keychains by Johnny Hellion
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gloomwitchwrites · 27 days
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Just Like Dad (1 of 4)
Content & Warnings: referenced military career, domestic fluff, some humor, brief mention of pregnancy, canon-typical swearing, Simon is a girl dad
Word Count: 890
A/N: Part of the Imagines & What If Series
Filling out a parent questionnaire leads to Simon having to answer a hard question.
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“Daddy.”
 A small fist curls around the bottom of Simon’s shirt, tugging. He glances down, finding his daughter there holding out a piece of paper.
“What’s this?” Simon takes it from her, his gaze shifting to the black ink.
“It’s for school.”
It’s a questionnaire. Simons scans over the questions quickly before returning his gaze to his daughter. “Give me a second, love.”
Simon packs up the files he brought home from work. Grabbing a pencil, he strolls out to the living room, his daughter on his heels. Simon takes a seat in the middle of the sofa, placing the paper and pencil on the coffee table. His daughter snags a pillow off the couch, dropping it on the floor next to his legs. Sitting, she stares at him expectantly.
Simon nods toward the paper. “You need to practice your letters.”
She groans. “But it’s about you!”
Simon slowly slides the paper and pencil over to her. She pouts but takes up the pencil, the graphite tip poised above the first line.
“Name,” she says, glancing up at him.
“You know my name.”
She squints at him and looks back at the paper, taking her time to write each letter. She holds it up and Simon smiles. It’s stilted and a bit sideways, but it’s there. She asks several more questions like favorite food and color. Simon doesn’t understand the point to it but they’re likely doing a project on a parent.
“Job,” she says, expectant.
Job. His occupation. That’s a fucking complicated question.
“Military,” he answers.
She frowns. “How do you spell that?”
“Sound it out.”
She does so slowly, elongating each letter as she writes.
Simon glances over her shoulder and chuckles. “That’s an ‘i,’ darling.” He points and she aggressively erases her mistake.
When she finishes, she looks up at him. “Explain.”
Explain. Explain.
Explain…what?
That he kills people? That he negotiates the release of hostages? That he faces violence every day he’s on the job? That he sees some of the worst in people?
How the bloody hell does he explain all that to a six-year-old girl? How does he summarize the violence into a watered-down version that’s digestible enough for her, her teacher, the other students, and her school.
Simon swallows. “I stop bad people from doing bad things.”
She blinks. “Do I have to write all that?”
Simon barks a laugh. “It’s one sentence.”
She silently mimics him, shaking her little body in annoyance as she begins to write. Simon has no idea where the attitude comes from, but it’s likely from Johnny.
“Next question,” prompts Simon once the sentence is written down.
She hesitates and then turns in his direction. “Can I be like you when I grow up?”
Could she? Yes. But the very idea of her in the line of danger frightens him. It twists his stomach, knowing all the things that could befall her if she were to follow in his footsteps. Simon’s gut-instinct is to tell her “No.”
“Why do you want to be like me?” he asks.
She shrugs. “You’re strong. I want to be strong like you.”
“You don’t need to do what I do to be strong.”
“Uh, no,” she says, matter-of-fact, peering at the next question.
Fucking hell, she’s going to be an absolute hellion when she hits puberty. Sighing, Simon rubs at his temple. For some reason, he glances away from his daughter, his gaze landing on you in the hallway. With your hand cradling your slightly swollen belly, you watch on with an amused expression.
Number two. Will this one be like her? Wanting to do what he does?
“Daddy.”
Simon turns back to his daughter. She points at the paper with the tip of her pencil, head tilted slightly to the side.
He leans forward. “What’s the next question?”
“What does your day look like?” She grins up at him, ready for his answer.
Simon hears your soft laugh from the hall, and then your footsteps across the carpet. Your hand reaches out to cradle the back of Simon’s neck. On instinct, he lifts his arm, resting his hand on the small of your back.
“Go on, Simon. Tell her,” you tease, knowing that he’s struggling to form an answer.
“Do you put your mask on first?” The question is innocent but Simon laughs anyway.
“No,” he chuckles, gently taking the paper and pencil from her. “I kiss your mother first.”
Simon drags you in for a kiss.
“Ugh. Gross.” She makes a face, tiny nose scrunching up in disgust.
“Still want my job?” Simon presents the paper and she snatches up in her little fist.
“No thanks,” she sing-songs, stuffing the paper in her backpack, crinkling it up.
You hide your grin in Simon’s shoulder, and Simon tugs you closer. “Good save,” you murmur.
Simon presses his lips to the top of your head. “She has one of my masks.”
“I know,” you giggle. “Found it under her pillow this morning. I put it in your bag.”
“Was it covered in your makeup this time?”
“Had to wash it.”
Simon shakes his head in exasperation. He’s not annoyed. Just perplexed. He doesn’t understand why his daughter wants to be just like him.
It’s because she doesn’t know.
No. She doesn’t know. But one day she will. She might even change her mind.
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charliemwrites · 3 months
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I had a BRAIN BLAST on the way home today. So!
In the category of Readers Who Get To Do What They Want:
(CW for dark Simon, johnny, and “reader” with unhealthy relationship dynamics, gaslighting - not from who you suspect - and threats of violence)
A pair of identical twins who are basically opposites from birth. Twin 1 is obviously favored by their parents for being the “easy” twin that tries to appease them and keep the peace. Twin 2 a little hellion from birth, they think this kid is basically broken. Try to test for psychopathy but nope, their own kid has just picked up on the accidental favoritism from birth and just seems to dislike their own parents. But they still love their twin.
The twins grow up as complete opposites. Different social circles, hobbies, interests, clothes, attitudes. They’re incredibly close, but twin 2 will (and has) gotten violent on twin 1’s behalf because their parents are raising them to be “well behaved”.
By teen years, twin 2 is being sent to the countryside most summers to be handled by the grandparents. (Jokes on them, farmlife is nice and the grandparents aren’t exactly strict - mostly because twin 2 actually likes them and doesn’t see much need to rebel).
Meanwhile twin 1 is doing summer programs and learning arts, developing this intense aversion to conflict and has trouble standing up for themself. Especially without twin 2 there to lean on.
Come university, their parents insist on twin 1 staying close by for uni, essentially make the choice for them. Twin 2 decides to ship out of the country and plans on breaking off all contact. (Maybe due to some sort of unforgivable drama at the grandparents’ funeral?)
Before leaving, twin 2 gives twin 1 a burner phone with one number programmed in. Promises that if twin 1 ever needs to disappear, to be free of it all, they can call and twin 2 will be there in a heartbeat with bolt cutters for those chains. And then they just sort of… disappear.
Twin 1 doesn’t see them for *years*. Never uses that phone but keeps it.
So twin 1 lives their quaint pre-determined life with their acceptable job and it’s all mostly okay. Not bad at all. Quiet, if lackluster.
And then Simon comes along. Simon, who takes one look at this little angel and decides they have to be his. Theyre too good, too soft, unable to take care of themselves properly in this big scary world. And after all he’s suffered, doesn’t he deserve something sweet to protect? And hell, Johnny could use a kind touch every now and then too.
So he “seduces” twin 1 (aka, the dark!Simon move of just deciding someone is his and acting like it whether they like it or not). Manipulates them into stepping right into their own collar and leash, with him at the other end.
It’s too late by the time Twin 1 realizes what they’ve become - this man’s pretty pet. An agreeable little doll for him and his teammate to play house with. It’s not always bad, but it’s suffocating and scary. They feel trapped; they are.
It takes months until they get enough privacy to dig the old phone out of the place they nearly forgot about it.
Twin 2 picks up on the third ring.
In the intervening years, twin 2 has gotten into all sorts of trouble and mayhem. Become the demon their parents always accused them of being. Has, somehow along the way, joined up with KorTac and gotten all their files scrubbed. “Twin 2” no longer exists to the world at large. Nothing that anyone, even Kate Laswell, could dig up.
They get the call from their twin and break their contract on the spot. Get on a flight within hours. Sneak their twin out of the homey prison they’ve been locked up in.
Take twin 1 to a sunny, public cafe and get the story through their sibling’s nervous stuttering. Gets angrier and angrier with the more they hear, eyes fixated on the thin leather collar around their twin’s throat.
“Please just… I know it’s selfish and I’m sorry, but-”
Twin 2 already has a plan. They have a quiet, cozy cabin with comfortable funds in a rural part of Canada. Twin 1 will go there, rest and recover and be free. Twin 2 will take their place with Simon and Johnny to throw off suspicion and searches.
The scars from living the life they have? No worries. twin 2 will stage a car accident, reopen some of them to make it seem legit. Lie about head trauma to account for any lapses in their twin 1 act.
It’s decided within three hours. Twin 2 sends their sibling off to the airport and sets everything into motion. They’ve been dying to do something like this for years, after all the times their sibling stuck by their side and tried to stick up to them, to no avail.
Twin 2 instantly hates that fucking collar. Lets Simon put it on but not without the most dark look at the wall, thinking of all the ways to break his hands. Fingers twitching by their side.
The boys sit them down to watch scary movies because they always think it’s fun to spook twin 1 and fuck them while they’re all tense and shivery and but twin 2 is just watching, almost bored. Makes a few attempts to fake jump but keeps forgetting because all their focus is on not slamming a hand into someone’s dick for grinding on them.
Pretends to be asleep in the big bed they’ve been herded into when they kick Johnny or Simon off in the middle of the night. Purposefully aims for soft spots and bruises.
They try to act like twin 1 for a bit but the persona is so difficult to keep up when every little condescending comment from Simon or Johnny makes them want to start stabbing. The inside of their mouth is all torn up from biting onto their cheek and running their tongue over their teeth to resists snarling and snapping.
One day they’re going to snap… and it’s going to be so good to see these bastards bleed.
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tournament-of-x · 7 months
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The Hole
Announcement!
The Second Half of Round Two will begin in two days on Tuesday, October 3rd, at 8AM EST! The Second Half of Round Two will consist of 32 matches, and each matchup will be open to voting for one week.
The lineup for the Second Half of Round Two is as follows:
Match 33: Cypher vs. Shinobi Shaw
Match 34: Isca the Beaten vs. Lodus Logos
Match 35: Amelia Voght vs. Betsy Braddock
Match 36: Shark-Girl vs. Glob Herman
Match 37: Wild Child vs. Jetstream
Match 38: Sunfire vs. Johnny Dee
Match 39: Birdy vs. Rain Boy
Match 40: Doctor Nemesis vs. Jamie Braddock
Match 41: Akihiro vs. Tag
Match 42: Rhapsody vs. Jamie Madrox
Match 43: Marrow vs. Evan Sabahnur
Match 44: ForgetMeNot vs. Sabretooth
Match 45: Wildside vs. Namora
Match 46: Apocalypse vs. Trinary
Match 47: Mister Sinister vs. Nanny
Match 48: Namor vs. Hellion
Match 49: Firestar vs. Avalanche
Match 50: Gabby Kinney vs. Magma
Match 51: Darwin vs. Fantomex
Match 52: Nature Girl vs. Blob
Match 53: Sage vs. Angel Salvadore
Match 54: Death vs. Maverick
Match 55: Stepford Cuckoos vs. Gentle
Match 56: Feral vs. Moira MacTaggert
Match 57: Pete Wisdom vs. Tarot
Match 58: Theia vs. Black Tom Cassidy
Match 59: Tempo vs. Maggott
Match 60: Madelyne Pryor vs. Wiz-Kid
Match 61: Aero vs. Catseye
Match 62: Stryfe vs. Adam-X
Match 63: Kid Omega vs. Egg
Match 64: Dust vs. Blindfold
Remember, this tournament is a contest of popularity, not a contest of abilities. As always, asks and propaganda are both welcomed and encouraged.
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wrathfulrook · 1 year
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton. Thank you!
Tagging @inquisitors-grave, @adelaidedrubman, @josephseedismyfather @strangefable @afarcry5fromstraight @vampireninjabunnies-blog and anyone else who’d like to share! (only if you want to ofc) (sorry for doubles, but not sorry enough to take the time to go through and prevent it)
Below is a snippet from my deputy OC Patience Ekner’s canon, tentatively called ‘Wrathling.’ This bit is from John’s POV. (I wont be posting any of it until at least half of it is written in order to prevent me from getting too burned out trying to keep up and then abandoning it, as I have before in other works for other fandoms :/ )
“This is so exciting!” Faith called as she flitted about, kicking up the sandy soil of the runway.
John supposed it was exciting, in a way. The Collapse was coming at last, and they were that much closer to New Eden. Though, it was much easier for Faith to be excited, now that she was free and clear of having to marry the deputy. Whether or not she “preferred” men, John wasn’t sure. But he did know that she didn’t like them exclusively. He’d seen the way she’d eye up her priestesses. He couldn’t exactly blame her. But, unfortunately, he had too much evidence against him to use the same excuse with Joseph. So, despite his wishes, his hat was in the ring for the title of husband.
“I’m just glad she’ll be out of my hair for the time being,” John muttered.
Jacob laughed heartily at that and slapped him on the back a bit too roughly, jolting him forward as they walked along his property. “Happy to help.”
“Why did you?”
“Hm?”
“Agree to take her,” John clarified.
His brother shrugged, nonchalant. “Didn’t see why not. She’s supposed to spend time with us both and, like I said, she’s not half bad to look at.”
 John could admit the deputy was attractive. Just shorter than him, she had long, slim but muscular legs. Her skin was pale, almost unbelievably so considering how much time she must spend outside. Her time outdoors, though, would explain the shock of freckles coating her face, chest, and arms. Her hair was darker than his sister’s, but not quite brown, and very long, always braided out of her face. Her eyes were big and a cloudy gray color, he’d learned when taking her confession, not blue, as he’d previously assumed. Her figure was athletic, but her chest large, a trait he knew his brother shared his own admiration for. If he’d never met her, he’d love to spend a night in bed with her.
But this wasn’t a night in bed; this was marriage. And he had met her. She was a hellion. A murderer. A being made of pure wrath. He loathed her. He couldn’t picture himself, or Jacob, ever growing to love her. And he couldn’t picture a godless monster like herself ever loving anyone.
Yet Joseph claimed it was true. The Voice had shown him. And if this is what it took to get into New Eden, he hoped Jacob and the deputy managed to find love, and that his brother managed to temper that woman. Still, though, he’d want better for Jacob, and he told him as much.
He laughed at that and shook his head. “Why’s that? Decided you want her for yourself after all?”
John felt his nose and lip twitch in a snarl at the thought.
“Relax. I’ll take her. A pretty young wife that can hunt and fight? There’s worse women out there.”
John snorted in disbelief.
“Besides, I’m trying to find out the Whitetails’ position. The deputy on my side can only help that.”
“I can’t picture you loving her, though,” John said.
“I don’t really believe in love, Johnny. And I don’t think it matters.”
“But Joseph said-“
Jacob raised a hand to silence him. “I know what he said. But as long as I can get her on my side, and we like each other enough to coexist without bloodshed, I think that’s enough.”
John wasn’t sure he agreed.
“I can’t really imagine wrath incarnate as a sister.”
“I’ll keep her in line,” Jacob laughed. He was so unshakeable, even now. John couldn’t imagine what that was like. Stoic among others, but affable with family, no matter the circumstances. John didn’t think there was ever a moment he could have been described as genuinely affable.
“I’m glad she’ll be my sister,” Faith chimed in from just behind them.
Where had she come from? Had she skipped a lap around the entire property?
Faith pushed between the two of them and stopped them in their track as she pivoted to face them. She had an orange flower she had pilfered from somewhere in her hair, and two more in her hands. Tucking one behind John’s ear and the other into the breast pocket of Jacob’s jacket, she spoke.
“It’s just me and three brothers. I’m excited for another girl to marry in! I’ll finally have someone to do girly things with!”
If she wanted to do “girly things” with the deputy, she could’ve just married her herself. But John decided to let that go, along with the flower in his hair.
“How do you think it’s going in there?” she asked, gesturing to the house.
Based on his previous dealings with the deputy, John couldn’t imagine it was going well.
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Chapter 15 of the Ties that bind sequel is now available to read on my AO3 account ^-^
[Read it HERE]
Remember to leave a comment! I do need feedback ^-^
The Hellfire Gala was still in full swing; after quietly walking with Sue and some time roaming on his own, and after witnessing Sinister's Hellions being unceremoniously banished from the festivities due to a drunken brawl, Akihiro had caught sight of the X-Factor team and wandered over to congratulate Lorna. She was bright-eyed and excited, and confessed to him that she hadn’t nominated herself, that she’d been thrust into the election almost against her will. But she’d already warmed up to the idea, and he knew that she was going to be amazing.
Chapters: 15/? Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, X-Men (Comicverse) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Daken Akihiro/Johnny Storm Characters: Daken Akihiro, Johnny Storm, Laura Kinney, Gabrielle Kinney, Logan (X-Men), Bellona Kinney, Itsu (X-Men), Romulus (Marvel), Remus (Marvel), Lorna Dane, Carl Valentino, Susan Storm (Fantastic Four) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Family, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Past Rape/Non-con, Past Abuse, Asexual Character, Grief/Mourning, Canon-Typical Violence, Established Relationship, Additional Warnings at the Beginning of Each Chapter Series: Part 2 of Ties that bind
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elvisabutler · 7 months
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🌹🌹🌹
bee my love who sticks by me even when i forget to message you back. let's see what i got for the lovely roses.
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let's go for a lil top gun mixed with some other shenanigans.
Rooster's always prided himself on knowing that women are hands down some of the strongest people of the human race. His own mother was a testament to that. But he knows his mom had taught him better than to leave what he thinks is a woman in need of help hanging. You look like you need help and it's only after he gets close enough to hear your voice that he realizes he might not actually be needed. "Didn't you flunk two semesters of college, Hellion? Or did I misremember that drunk story?"
a lil spark
It catches him off guard as he swipes his thumb up against her and sees a small gush of wetness appear, covering his thumb and the finger next to it. Her scent, cloying and almost irresistible sticks in his nose and burrows into his brain igniting a part of him he's locked away in night terrors and depressive actions. His cock stirs in his pants rising to full attention as he feels himself leaning forward more, aching to taste her, to swipe his tongue between her folds and against her clit that he swears he sees throb at his breath against it. Almost as if to answer, his cock twitches in its own greeting.
and a lil other thing.
"I was seventeen and eighteen ,Jess. Mama and Elvis'd gotten divorced and it was plastered all over. And everyone was dealin' wit' Daisy and ya met Don and Ella got herself married and knocked up by Johnny. I— she was— I'm not that young anymore, Jess. And this," Jack looks over at Vic and bites his lip. "This ain't like that. Don't think so least."
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appleciderp · 1 year
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Way the Sun Rises p1
The thrill of adventure is what led Johnny to the West, something interesting in his life that wasn’t just simply spending time with his family and hunting. Going to the West was an obvious choice for a young man who craved adventure and could shoot straight.
His mother had been opposed to the idea, but quickly realized her stubborn son wouldn’t have taken anything but a yes for an answer. So he’d set sail shortly after with pockets lined with what little money he’d made hunting for a local butcher. 
When he stepped off the boat, his first search was for a horse; mare preferably, but he wasn’t picky. There was a livestock market just next to the landing; clearly, people would know the first things people would look for were food sources and transport. The variety of horses was underwhelming, mostly carriage horses - not saddle broke - for people transporting families wherever they needed to be.
Until he stumbled upon the prettiest horse he’d ever seen, a uniquely spotted coat that looked stunning. He knew he shouldn’t waste money on the horse's looks alone, but he was tempted. He’d been raised atop the dullest of greys and sorrels, and the fire-red of the horse’s coat was spellbinding. 
He must’ve caught the owner’s attention, who just nodded at the horse and asked “You wanna take a closer look? Careful, she’s a bit of a hellion.”
Johnny grinned and ducked under the fence to check her out. Her feet were solid and her body condition was healthy. When he checked her teeth, the mare tried to bite him.
“Her name’s Dynamite.” The seller added. Perfect fit.
The sale was completed shortly after with a skeptical Good Luck, you’ll need it. 
The sun was beating down on his back, and even in the early hours of the morning, he was sweltering. Johnny hadn’t regretted coming over to the West before this point. Now he saddle-sore sat atop a mare who’d probably be the death of him, wishing he was back in Scotland. 
The closest thing to an adventure he’d gotten in the past month was getting thrown off the mare on a near-daily basis. Even in the vast nothingness where they ambled on currently, she’d find something to spook. A snake, a coyote howling in the distance, or a tumbleweed. Just the other day she’d bolted at a well-timed breeze, Johnny had lost his hat in the kerfuffle and she’d then spooked at the hat blowing away from them. Johnny had been so ecstatic about being able to stay seated that he promptly forgot about his hat until he felt the sun beating down on his semi-shaven scalp.
He knew a town was nearby, they’d told him it was a few day's walk southeast, so he’d have to pick one up there. He squinted in the distance and slowed Dynamite to a halt, raising his hand to look past the glare of the sun. Buildings! 
He went to kick the mare into a trot but stopped himself as he noticed two riders coming quickly in his direction, kicking up dust in their wake. He frowned slightly, people galloping towards you was always never a good sign…
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londonwit · 1 year
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           ❝ let's take a walk on the d a r k s i d e then. ❞
« jack mullarkey, 30, he/him, dc comics » ∙∙ loading case file for john constantine. known aliases, if any: the hellblazer. current location: new york, new york.  current occupation: occult detective. he is known to be quick-witted and selfish, so proceed with caution. their current alliance: civilian. penned by ree. ©
GENERAL DETAILS.
full name: john thomas constantine. nickname(s): johnny, conjob. name meaning: "god is gracious." age: thirty. date of birth: may 10, 1992. place of birth: liverpool, england. ethnicity: white. gender: cis man. pronouns: he/him/his. sexual orientation: bisexual. romantic orientation: biromantic. religion: unaffiliated. occupation: occult detective. education level: general certificate of education (gce). living arrangements: bounces from one place to another; was homeless for several months when he was 16 after being kicked out of his childhood home by his father. speaking voice and accent: british. spoken languages: english, latin, ancient greek, hebrew, sanskrit, ect.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.
faceclaim: jack mullarkey. hair color and style: blonde, clean cut. eye color: blue. height: 6'0". weight: 158 lbs. body and build: lanky, somewhat muscular. tattoos: several incantations of varying languages inscribed on his forearms, similar to the tattoos he has in the injustice comics. piercings: helix piercing in both ears, yet they've mostly closed up. clothing style: typically formal wear with a tie and trenchcoat. distinguishing characteristics: dimpled chin and piercing blue eyes. signature scent: silk cut cigarettes.
HEALTH.
mental disorder(s): suffers from depression and post-traumatic stress disorder, as well as brief instances of psychosis following the incident in newcastle when he damned a young girl’s soul to hell by accident. physical disorder(s): lung and cardiovascular complications due to his chain smoking. allergies: cats. sleeping habits: often experiences insomnia and has difficulty falling asleep. he also just stays up until ungodly hours. eating habits: a lot of instant noodles and hot pockets. sociability: he’s rather sociable unless he’s going through a rough time. it’s others who’d prefer not to associate with him given his track record of dead friends and family members. addictions: nicotine. drug abuse: in his early twenties, he was on antidepressants and prescribed olanzapine by his doctors at ravenscar psychiatric institute, where he was a patient for two years. alcohol use: will go on a bender every once in a blue moon but usually sticks to a glass of whiskey (or several) each night.
PERSONALITY.
label(s): the con artist, the devil’s advocate, the bibliophile, the karma houdini, the narcissist, the hellion, the addict, the deadpan snarker, the anti-hero. positive traits: charismatic, persuasive, humanistic, pragmatic, quick-witted. negative traits: cunning, selfish, arrogant, cynical, self-loathing. astrology: taurus. personality type: entp. moral alignment: chaotic neutral. hogwarts house: slytherin. element: fire. primary vice: pride. primary virtue: diligence. weather: rainstorm. color: orange/gold. music: the clash. movie: blade runner. book: the island of doctor moreau. sport: rugby. beverage: whiskey. food: bacon and eggs. animal: fox. season: autumn.
FAMILY.
mother: mary anne constantine (died in childbirth). father: thomas constantine (deceased). significant other: n/a. best friend: chas chandler. exes: zatanna zatara, oliver (ex-boyfriend), nightmare nurse, several meaningless flings. sibling(s): cheryl masters, sister (murdered by her husband), unnamed twin brother (died in the womb). children: n/a. extended family: tony masters, brother-in-law (deceased), gemma masters, niece. pet(s): n/a.
short bio: after a botched exorcism in his adolescence led to an innocent girl named astra logue being damned to hell, john has been running from the demons of his past and drowning his sorrows in a bottle of liquor, all while leaving a trail of dead bodies in his wake. a conman by trade and savvy occult detective on nights he’s not conjuring demons, john’s spent the last several years swindling the streets of london with his impressive wit and token charm.
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thesatanicpeterpan · 2 years
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Gen One, Day Sixty-Five
Robyn mulled it over, all of it. Everything Charlie had told her, she played it over multiple times in her head until she was sure her heart and her emotions were in the first place. She reached up to run a hand down her face before pulling out her phone. “Okay,” she said. “I am calling Jorge’s Mom.” 
“Am I in trouble?” Charlie asked, genuinely concerned and Robyn looked over at him. 
“Absolutely not,” she told him and was delighted to see the beaming smile steal it’s way across his face. “Her hellion, on the other hand, I will be recommending he receive a grounding until he’s thirty.” Robyn was fired up, ready to go tell off this other mother for the way her son was behaving around Harvey and Charlie. Enough was enough and if the mother wasn’t going to do anything about it and then call her to complain when Charlie fought back, Robyn was going to give her a piece of her mind. 
She stepped out into the hall, leaving Johnny and Charlie alone in the room. Charlie looked at his Dad, who was nodding approvingly. “Can I keep going to karate?” he asked Johnny. 
“Oh, yeah,” Johnny said, getting up to ruffle his son’s hair before he sat down on the bed and handed him the controller. They were going to finish watching Charlie’s tv show together. 
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Otis killed hellion’s parents
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Johnny spit at the ground.
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The Hole
Announcement!
The Second Half of Round One will begin in two days on Tuesday, September 12th, at 8AM EST! The Second Half of Round One will consist of 32 matches, and each matchup will be open to voting for one week.
The lineup for the Second Half of Round One is as follows:
Match 33: Micromax vs. Shinobi Shaw
Match 34: Lodus Logos vs. Mr. M
Match 35: Betsy Braddock vs. X-Man
Match 36: Glob Herman vs. Melter
Match 37: Jetstream vs. Emplate
Match 38: Gideon vs. Johnny Dee
Match 39: Rain Boy vs. Shadow King
Match 40: Nicodemus vs. Jamie Braddock
Match 41: Roulette vs. Tag
Match 42: Cerebella vs. Jamie Madrox
Match 43: Evan Sabahnur vs. War
Match 44: Flatman vs. Sabretooth
Match 45: Namora vs. Gorgon
Match 46: Trinary vs. Layla Miller
Match 47: Nanny vs. Masque
Match 48: Justice vs. Hellion
Match 49: White Sword vs. Avalanche
Match 50: Magma vs. Sobunar of the Depths
Match 51: Fantomex vs. Harry Leland
Match 52: Blob vs. Omega Red
Match 53: Angel Salvadore vs. Benjamin Deeds
Match 54: Absalom vs. Maverick
Match 55: Gentle vs. Weaponless Zsen
Match 56: Saul vs. Moira MacTaggert
Match 57: Mikhail Rasputin vs. Tarot
Match 58: Black Tom Cassidy vs. Skin
Match 59: Maggott vs. Famine
Match 60: Wiz-Kid vs. Mastermind
Match 61: Catseye vs. Graymalkin
Match 62: Adam-X vs. Sebastian Shaw
Match 63: Morph (Kevin Sidney) vs. Egg
Match 64: Bliss vs. Blindfold
Remember, this tournament is a contest of popularity, not a contest of abilities. As always, asks and propaganda are both welcomed and encouraged.
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For the whole history of JONATHAN ‘JOHNNY’ STORM, please click here.
← ONCE THERE WAS AN IDEA TO BRING TOGETHER →
From a metaphorical hot head to a literal hot head, Johnny’s life has drastically changed. He went from being an average teen to the top of the headlines all due to one cosmic accident. The first year and a half after the accident was pretty rough. Their powers were out of control and Johnny couldn’t turn his flames off. Time helped him gain control though, and now he’s killing it. With Susan finally convincing Reed that the world was bad enough that they owed it to the public to use their powers, Johnny’s been allowed to reenter society and have some semblance of a life outside of the Baxter Building once more. What happened to them was a bummer at the time, but Johnny enjoys it now. Who wouldn’t love being able to fly and light themselves on fire? It’s time for Johnny to flame on and kick ass.
←  A GROUP OF REMARKABLE PEOPLE TO SEE IF THEY →
✗ SUSAN STORM (PRIME) helped to raise Johnny in the midst of their family drama. Johnny didn’t appreciate how big her sacrifice was for a long time. He tries to be more cognizant now of Susan and everything that she does for him. Everything that’s happened has been hard on Sue, but she’s done nothing but put on a brave face. Johnny’s found himself following his example and doing the best to do the same. Of course, the Storm siblings are different in a few key ways. Johnny wants to help people, of course, but he’s also eating it all up in a way that his sister isn’t. Like always, he’ll be a hellion and Sue can be Sue. They’ll always balance each other out. 
✗ REED RICHARDS (PRIME) has come dangerously close to breaking the heart of Johnny’s sister and that doesn’t fly with him. Hurting Sue emotionally is the least of it, really. He’s the one who pushed them to go out that night in the unstable conditions that ultimately led to them getting powers. When Johnny thought he was going to die as his body burned nonstop after the accident, blaming Reed may have crossed his mind. He’s watched the guy spiral in the year since, though. Reed’s really tried to fix things. The kicker is just that Johnny doesn’t want them fixed anymore. He’s happy as he is and has no anger towards Reed. The team needs a leader, after all, and while Susan would be a good choice she’s made it clear she’s not interested. Reed got them into this, now he can lead them into their new futures.
✗ BEN GRIMM (PRIME) may be a pile of rocks now but he’s still a good dude. Johnny enjoys hanging around with Ben and giving him a hard time. What happened with the accident wasn’t easy on either of them. While Johnny has been feeling better since he got his powers under control, he knows it’s different for Ben. At the end of the day, Johnny still has his own reflection when he looks in the mirror. Ben isn’t as lucky. Maybe he doesn’t need Johnny harassing him, but Johnny’ll do anything to keep the mood up.
← COULD BECOME SOMETHING MORE  →
✗ FANTASTIC FOUR – It’s pretty sick to have an official team name with uniforms and a logo. After being cooped up inside for so long, Johnny was dying to get out and actually do something. Having that something be a superhero isn’t half bad. There’s a lot of attention and publicity that comes with the new gig; Johnny eats it all up because he was born for the spotlight. If this is what being a superhero is like, he can definitely get used to it.
✗ OTHER AFFILIATIONS – n/a
← & IF WE CAN’T SAVE THE WORLD, WE’LL AVENGE IT →
✗ AGE → 19 ✗ MULTIVERSE ORIGIN → earth-prime ✗ SPECIES → mutated human ✗ ETHNICITY → up to player / same as susan storm ✗ SECRET IDENTITY → public ✗ RELATIONSHIP STATUS →  open ✗ FACECLAIM → rudy pankow ✗ AVAILABILITY → taken
← FUN FACTS →
was eighteen when he got his powers
can maintain his plasma state for 16.8 hours before he has to go solid
uniform is made of unstable molecules 
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