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artfulusername · 4 months

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You know what I'm going to do? I've gotten to a fun point in this ficlet (okay, it's going to be longer than that). I'm going to go ahead and post Part One of this unnamed thing.

Enjoy!

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John Constantine felt like a proper idiot standing outside of Nanaue’s favorite sushi place. He had a large tray in hand and realized that he had no idea where his ex was staying these days. King Shark rarely strayed from Hawai’i of late, but there was still more ground and ocean to cover than he’d considered in his haste to see if there was something to Dream’s nonsense.

The King of Stories could have just as soon been making the whole thing up to get rid of an inconvenient third wheel. John wouldn’t put it past him. So, there he was. Wishing he could smoke and cursing his cousin’s name for rendering him unable to do so. Instead, he rolled the toothpick around with his tongue and held the tray one-handed so he could fish his phone out from his pocket.

He scrolled through the local news. Maybe there was a pattern of missing persons. Nanaue wasn’t as prolific with his meals as he had once been, but maybe there was a trail he could follow. Perhaps he should have been more focused on the area around him. Maybe then he wouldn’t have been so fucking startled when a hand clamped around his bicep, jostling the sushi for a moment before John balanced it properly again.

Great. He was getting jumped or kidnapped. His usual bloody luck. Why had he come to Hawai’i again?

His fingers tightened around the edge of the tray, the plastic digging uncomfortably into the pads of his fingertips. “Oi! What’s this all about?” He turned his head to look at whoever had snagged his arm. His gaze met a well-muscled chest in a tight black t-shirt. And then it lifted. Ah. Shark tattoo on his throat. That was certainly a sign.

By the time his eyes met his assailant’s through dark sunglasses, a leaden weight sank in his stomach like an anchor. “Boss wants to see you,” came the rumbled answer to his question. At least his ex had good taste in minions. If he lived past walking through the front door, he’d say as much.

“Well, isn’t this a coincidence? I came here to see him. Got an offering and all.” He lifted the tray as much as he was able. “Take me to your leader.”

Not even a smile.

John was still amused even as he found himself unceremoniously shoved in the back of a cushy black SUV. If he was being driven to his doom, at least he was going out in style flanked by a pair of men who’d put half of the Justice League to shame. There were certainly worse fates.

“Is it going to be a long drive? Sushi doesn’t keep well. Hadn’t really thought beyond getting it. Probably should’ve sorted out my destination first.” Drumming his fingers atop the plastic to fill the silence in the car, he swallowed past the lump in his throat. Sure. He had options. He could reach into his coat and pull out all manner of tricks to get himself out of this situation. But he had to try first.

He rested a hand on the tray, holding it steady. The other hand lifts just a few inches in the air. Not too fast. Nice and slow. He didn't want to unsettle his escorts. Still, the silence was suffocating. Something had to be done.

With a flick of his wrist, the radio leapt to life. Taylor Swift. What the fuck did he do to deserve a Swifting?

"I say 'I hate you,' we break up, you call me, 'I love you.'"

"Not a good omen," he muttered and flicked his wrist again. The station shifted. He'd accept the instrumental solo from Kansas' "Carry On My Wayward Son." It felt kinder. No less ominous, but at least it felt like something he could work with.

The driver and the guy riding shotgun exchanged baffled looks, but at least the radio stayed on. Thank goodness for small victories. John drummed his fingers on the tray's plastic covering. “Are we there yet?”

Yeah. He earned the press of a gun's barrel in his ribs. Fair play. No one liked hearing that question. “I'll take that as a ‘maybe?’” The gun dug a little more deeply into his side. That was going to leave a mark if they weren't careful.

The driver looked at the gun-toting goon in the rearview mirror. At least that's what John assumed from the glance. “Boss wants him intact. For now, at least.”

With a grumble, the gun-toting goon lowered his weapon. It rested meaningfully on his lap instead. At least his chances of being shot if they hit a bump had lowered. John appreciated the adjustment of the odds in his favor, however slight the tweak had been.

Look. With the way his day was going, he was going to take whatever he could get. The flight had been crap and then it had taken him forever to find some place selling the right kind of sushi. Getting shot would just be the icing on this shit cake.

He let out a breath and let the classic rock wash over him. At least he didn't have to wait too much longer. The car pulled into a parking lot and the goons pushed him out of the car. He held tightly to the tray, pleasantly surprised that it wasn't too jostled.

Everything looked just the way it did when he took it out of the restaurant. Sure, it probably wasn't going to put him back in Nanaue's good graces. But, hey, he could at least give it a shot. At the very least they could enjoy some fine fight before everything went to shit.

Honestly? John wasn't sure what to expect. It had been some time since he'd been around here. It looked like his ex was doing fairly good for himself. The building was nice. Big windows. It wouldn't have been his first choice, but he didn't blame Nanaue wanting to take advantage of the view.

It certainly was gorgeous. Lots of lush vegetation to enjoy. He tried not to gape as the goons walked him into the building. At the center of the building was, predictably, a multi-story aquarium. Filled with colorful fish, it was certainly an eye-catching centerpiece.

A goon elbowed him to get his attention. “Right. Yes. Nice digs you have here. I'll have to give your boss my compliments.” He offered a crooked grin. It was not returned.

They wound their way through the open, finely-furnished space. John felt every hour of his flights in economy. He could have sprung for business class, but it likely wouldn't have helped much for the level of grime he felt clinging to him. At the very least he could have showered before sushi hunting.

Foresight was not always his strong suit.

It was too late to do a sniff check now. At least he had the sushi going for him. Little good it would likely do considering how he left things. Maybe he should have gotten two trays. Or three. Or maybe something else entirely.

Nanaue wasn't looking his way as they approached. He was staring out of one of the large windows at the frankly breathtaking view of the ocean. Yeah. That explained why he picked the building. From what he could tell, it looked like there was even an easy route down to the beach. His ex had good taste in real estate even if his taste in men was a bit crap.

“You definitely have balls to show your face around here.” The rumble of Nanaue's voice always hit John like an ocean wave, leaving him weak-kneed and inwardly flailing.

He couldn't help himself. “You'd know.” Clearing his throat, he decided a clarification was in order .”About my balls, that is.” It wasn't his best choice. He saw that now.

Nanaue's head dipped. Whether it was in disappointment or amusement was hard to tell. Things could go either way. He offered no additional response. John could accept leaving him speechless.

“I brought sushi? The place has a 5-star rating on Yelp.” Yes, he checked reviews. He still felt a little weird about it. “Looks like it's a favorite of locals. That must mean it's quality.”

“You never really gave a shit about sushi before.” There was amusement in Nanaue's voice. “Why start now?”

That was a good question. It was one he should have anticipated. A smarter man would have had something smooth prepared. All John could manage was, “Because you like sushi?”

Nanaue finally turned and made a sharp gesture at John's escorts. John braced himself. Any moment, he'd be riddled with bullets. It just felt like a getting shot kind of moment.

And then he wasn't shot.

And then they were alone.

John held the tray up as an offering. “Sushi?”

#I write stuff sometimes #Fanfic #John Constantine x King Shark #John Constantine/King Shark #John Constantine x Nanaue #John Constantine/Nanaue #I'm having fun with this #And having fun is what counts

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villain-preacher · 1 year

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Let's start this year with some Gotham city memes, shall we? :D

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cresxart · 1 year

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King Shark holding up his bf John Constantine.

#king shark #john constantine #dc #gay #muscular #muscle

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zillabean · 3 months

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I still can't believe DC made King Shark and Constantine a ~THING~ but it still cracks me up FOREVER XD

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#constantine #john constantine #justice league dark #king shark #dc comics #dc universe #zilla's art #zilla's patreon #shark

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echoesdaffodil · 3 months

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(Not only Queer DC Fans tbh also a lot of straight people who are homophobe but for whatever reason i've seen so many queer people hate on him. Everytime. Mostly when he gets a DC pride storyline.)

Also the people who treat him like his poltitcs are unimportant to his character and mischaracterise him with "Oh yes he's going to be a good father for super child xy" are on my watch list. Like he's canonically an alcoholic and got his one son who was already traumtised to kill a person. Thats the person you want to be a father for people? The one who got Timothy Hunter almost eaten alive by cannibals??? Be serious. I dont apologise him for his actions, he's literally meant to be a shit, i still hold him accountable and reflect on his actions. His main DC characterisation is flawed and brings me so much pain when it was so perfect within parts of his original run.

I really needed to get this rent out of my system.

#hellblazer #john constantine #Matt Ryan and Keenu Reeves didnt do jack shit for the character either #He was literally created by an Anarchist #the animation movies didnt do shit for his character either #idc that JohnZee is in there #DC Bombshells lovers dni #John Constantine x King Shark shippers dni #you hate bisexuals sm for no reason #That he IS a blue Collar Brit is so important to me

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superherosightings · 20 days

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Idk if he was a super hero but some scruffy looking British guy just hid in a bathroom stall whisper shouted to me "YOU NEVER SAW ME" when an honest to God SHARK MAN just came in bashed every stall open and when he got to the stall the British guy was in, like he wasn't there and when the shark man saw he just sulked away sad.

MAN I GOTTA MOVE I BET PEOPLE IN COAST CITY DONT GITTA DEAL WITH THIS

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#superherosightings #dc #dc comics #dceu #dcu #comics #dc universe #john constantine #king shark

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morgangalaxy43 · 5 days

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John Constantine deserves an award for being the best bisexual disaster in DC

#john constantine #bruce wayne #king shark #zantanna zatara #johnzee #constantshark #batstantine #dc comics

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rox-and-prose · 2 years

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Harley Quinn: so how did you and King Shark end up dating?

John Constantine: ....

John Constantine: Well you know how they say sharks are smooth-

#roxy writes #dc comics #john constantine #Harley Quinn #king shark

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pixi-stixx · 1 year

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Me: he's just a baby boy!! 🌸 a little angel!

Camera pans over to a man in a trenchcoat that hasn't been washed in three (3) months, facedown in a puddle with a half smoked pack of camels scattered around him getting soggy. There's a worrying amount of blood on the pavement. It is not his

#john constantine #hellblazer #Look I know he smokes silk cut but it's for dramatic effect #dc comics #King shark broke up with him again #pixi_stixx

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the-antiapocalyptic-man · 3 months

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