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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

#Bonemourning. Longer replies to come soon. Sorry about the wait.

John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

~ out and make some friends?" John takes a sip and points to the empty seat beside him. "You're here, I'm here. That can't be a good sign." He smirks. "So, what'll it be? Drink?"

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

John's grin fades for a moment. He puts his lighter away and looks Dream up and down. "Bloody hell. Of all the people to walk through that door." He raises his glass with a crooked smile. "Dream of the Endless, in a pub? What happened? Apocalypse? Trouble? Or did someone finally tell you to get ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

John looks toward Avaerth. "Hello, new friend. Is there anything that I can do to help you?" He asked.

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

~ rim. He lifted his own glass and gave a friendly nod. "Bit bitter, bit sweet, but it does the job. Here's to a quiet drink and, hopefully, no new enemies tonight."

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Constantine gives her a small grin and turns towards the bar. "Whatever I'm having, eh? Good choice." He raised two fingers to the barman. "Two negroni's, please. Gin, Campari, and sweet vermouth. Nice and strong." A moment later, he slid the red drink over to Rosalind, orange peel resting on the ~

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Count Dracula (PARODY) @vampirediva.bsky.social · 21/11/2025

"Allow me to reintroduce myself. . . ." indie Count Dracula from the film Van Helsing into the #TARDIS [credit to jumpshowtv on tiktok]

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

~ eyes. "So, seeing as you've already found me intriguing, how about I buy you that drink you came in for? Least I can do."

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

"All right, love. I believe you. Mostly." John gave a crooked grin, taking another drag his cigarette. "Can't blame you for being curious, though. My energy's got a habit of attracting trouble and apparently, the occasional curious soul." He glanced at her, amusement flickering in his ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

John pauses, glancing down at his pocket as it shifts against his side. He slips two fingers inside, carefully making sure the little dragon is settled comfortably before adjusting his coat around it. A faint, crooked smile crosses his face as he resumes walking.

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- back. "Whatever that Bloodstone's connected to, it's brought something here." He gave her a grim smile as he raised his charm. "So, Elsa, fancy helping me stop the apocalypse before breakfast?"

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- as cracks spread across the floor beneath them. John looked down and swore under his breath. "We're standing on top of a summoning circle." The creature screamed as black smoke poured from it's mouth, and something deep beneath the building answered. John grabbed Elsa's arm and pulled her --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- in Elsa's hand, forcing the creature backward with a shriek. John stared at the stone before looking at Elsa. "Don't kill it yet." His expression darkened. "Whatever's inside that thing isn't the real monster. It's a doorway." The building suddenly shook, sending dust falling from the ceiling --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- he whispered. "That's not human." The creature suddenly lifted its head, revealing burning eyes and black veins crawling beneath its skin. John pulled a small bone charm from beneath his coat and began muttering under his breath. Before he could finish, the Bloodstone flared violently --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- across the floor above. The temperature seemed to drop with every step, their breath becoming visible in the cold air. John stopped suddenly beside a half-open doorway and raised a hand. From inside came a wet, ragged breathing. He leaned forward and peered through the gap. "Bloody hell," --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- pulled a small vile from his coat and tightened his grip. "Stay close. And if I tell you to run, don't argue." He paused, eyeing her sword. "Though something tells me you're going to argue anyway." They moved carefully through the corridor, following the sound of something dragging itself --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

-- aren't claws. They're wards. Someone's been trying to keep the bastard contained." A loud scrape echoed from the floor above, making John immediately rise. The bloodstone began glowing brighter, it's red light spilling across the walls. "Whatever you've got there, it knows about it." He --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

John watched Elsa take the cigarette, a crooked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Didn't take you for a smoker," he muttered, before crouching beside the black markings. He held two fingers just above them, careful not to touch. The marks seemed to twitch beneath his hand. "These --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

-- said, lighting another cigarette and holding it out for her. "We find the bastard first, then we decide who gets the killing blow."

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

-- disappearing again. John looked back at the woman and sighed. "I'm guessing you're hunting it too." John stepped closer, his guard up. He glanced at the weapon in her hand, then at the strange red glow coming from the bloodstone. "How about we leave the fighting between us for later?" he --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

-- there. John noticed the woman standing ahead of him and rose a brow. "Well, this is awkward." A loud growl came from somewhere in the darkness. John turned quickly and pulled a small charm from his coat. "That's what I'm after," he said. The creature moved through the shadows before --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

-- human. He took a slow drag and muttered, "Bloody thing's got a taste for trouble." John pushed open the broken door and stepped inside. The air was cold, and the smell of blood filled the room. He followed a trail of black marks across the floor until he stopped. Someone else had already been --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

BLOOD IN THE DARK Starter for @ofbloodstone.bsky.social. Rain fell hard over the empty streets of London as John stood outside an old, abandoned building. A cigarette hung from his lips as he watched the dark windows. Something had been killing people nearby, and John knew it was not --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

~ just anyone. "Your beard? Nothing. Just reminds me of wizards and fairytales. I wouldn't think too deeply on it."

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

He shook his head. "Perhaps the alcohol has gone to ones head. No matter. I just wanted to sH that I would very much like to hang out another time." He gave Merlin a goofy grin as his speech was now a little bit slurred. But rest assured, he meant every word. He wouldn't just hang out with ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

~ to come here for a drink? I'm not that easy to fool. So, what are you really after?"

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

John took a drag from his cigarette, his eyes watching the mirror behind the bar. "Funny thing about bein' followed, love. You don't always notice the first one. It's the second one you worry about." He glanced back at Rosalind with a crooked smirk. "And now you're telling me you just happened ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

~ bloody great hole, doesn't it?" He glanced towards the horses, then back to her. "And if they're screaming at you, I'd listen. Animals tend to notice things before we do." He nodded towards the next shop. "Come on, then. Let's get your carrots." A small pause. "Then you can tell me about the ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

John glanced at the hand on his arm, then gave a faint, amused smile. "Carrots, then. Fair enough." He let her lead him along, hands tucked into his coat pockets. At the mention of her husband, his expression softened. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. No joke this time. "Losing someone leaves a ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

~ help." John was a good person to have on side, at times. He was a bit of an arsehole but he knew just the right things to say sometimes.

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

~ street. "There are demons showing up in London. I don't know where they came from, and I don't know what they want. Every time I get close to the truth, I forget something important." He nodded. "I mean we could always work together. I could give you all the information I know and you could ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

John looked at Vergil and gave a small, tired smile. "Bit dramatic, mate. But I suppose that comes with being the Duke of Hell." He pulled out a lighter and lit his cigarette. "You want something worth offering? I might have just the thing." John took a slow drag and looked around the dark ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- "And yeah, necessary's necessary. Just don't dress it up too nicely, or people start thinking you're a hero. Heroes are usually just idiots with better publicity."

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

Constantine snorted, giving Merlin a sideways grin. "Almost noble? Bloody hell, don't say that too loudly. I've got a reputation to maintain, and there's only so much character assassination a man can take from a wizard with a beard like that." He took a drag of his cigarette, shrugging. --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- worrying about it before it arrives." He winked cheekily, knowing he had just made Róta a promise. One he intended to stick with.

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- when your story ends." His eyes narrowed faintly, his expression turning thoughtful. "And if Morpheus comes knocking, well..." John gave a quiet, humourless chuckle. "We'll deal with that, when he does, together." He nodded. "That's the thing about trouble, love. Never much use --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- he looked up at them again. "You want to stay in that body, you stay in it. Simple as that. It'll give out when it gives out, and until then, you might as well get some living done." His shoulders lifted, giving a small shrug. "No point letting some bastard; demon, god, or otherwise...decide --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- towards them. "Go on, then. Have a drink. Might do you some good." He waited, arm extended, his expression slightly amused. "And if you hate it, don't tell me. I've got enough problems without having to listen to someone insult perfectly good whiskey." The amusement faded slightly as --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- cruelty up as necessity. "You're dangerous," he continued, matter-of-factly. "I'm not going to lie to you about that. But dangerous doesn't mean damned. If it did, I'd have been dead and buried years ago." John reached for the flask again, taking another slow swallow before handing it out --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- creation was a reasonable way of teaching a lesson." There was a familiar edge to his voice now, the sort that usually meant John had already filed something away in the back of his mind. He didn't need the details. Gods, angels and everything in-between had a nasty habit of dressing --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- tucked the flask back into his coat and settled against whatever was nearest, keeping the same comfortable distance he'd given her since she'd arrived. "And you can stop apologising for the eye." His gaze returned to her. "Not your fault some celestial prick decided carving up his own --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

-- flask, giving it a small shake before taking a drink. "Whiskey," he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Neat. Always neat. Life's complicated enough without adding further fruit juice to it." A faint, crooked smile touched his mouth, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. He --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

John watched Róta for a moment, his eyes briefly catching on the damaged eye before moving away again. He didn't stare. There was no point. He'd seen enough scars to know most people didn't need reminding that they had them. Instead, he reached inside his coat and pulled out a battered silver --

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 23/07/2026

|| You’re welcome. I’d love to.

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 23/07/2026

~ the sarcasm. “You brought me a warning. That means something. So I’ll listen.” He nodded toward the exit. “Now let’s go stop a horse race from becoming another bloody disaster.”

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 23/07/2026

~ he was planning.” Constantine paused, offering her his arm with a resigned little sigh. “And you’re coming with me. No wondering off, no forgetting why you’re there, and no telling me about your husband halfway through an exorcism unless he’s somehow involved.” His eyes softened despite ~

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John Constantine @ghostinthepub.bsky.social · 23/07/2026

~ across his face. “And before you start worrying, i’ve dealt with worse than a bloke named Barry trying to fix a horse race. Probably involves a curse, a demon, or some rich bastard who thinks consequences are for other people.” He glanced toward the door. “Come on. We’re going to find out what ~

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