Canon is Constantine: The movie

[singedwings]

You think you know me just because you have another angel in your arsenal? Foolish mun. You can't fathom the divine workings I set in motion that day. Yes, my wings are no more, but John Constantine was secured to the Almighty's side. Tethered, you might say. Call me mad if you must, but you cannot ignore the end result.

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[kingofheaven]

[Castiel is just gonna stand here and look unamused Gabriel sorry.]

[singedwings]

[This is right about the time he might preen his wings, but...well...

Ashen stumps]

Do not presume, underling.

[kingofheaven]

[A shake of the head.]

I did not come to mock you nor did I come to serve we are equals sister. I came to offer sympathy.

[singedwings]

[Brother, actually. Although gender isn't a mutually exclusive thing when it comes to their kind]

For the loss of my wings? They will be reborn. Like a phoenix rising from it's own ashes

[Just as soon as God stopped being so...pissed]

[kingofheaven]

[Castiel knows what he said, it's a habit he picked up from the Winchesters seeing gender when really he himself has none either.]

Are you so sure...you rose against our Father....for Lucifer. He can forgive much from me but from one of his archangels.

yeeeah he's nuts

[singedwings]

[A single fingertip rose to waggle at Castiel. As if to scold him for not seeing the grand scope of his plan]

Not Lucifer. Merely the spawn of Lucifer. I suppose our father is displeased, but in time he will see.

Just a bit

[kingofheaven]

Father has abandoned us and let us all be locked out of Heaven. I doubt his displeasure will wane Gabriel.

[hellblaze]

Oh, I'd say your mun is probably just about right when it comes to your kind. You're all feathered high and mighty assholes who think they've got it all figured out.

I would ask for the details about what I did to earn my way back into your boss's good graces, but apparently that's the other me. I don't suppose you could give a bloke a bit of hope? Not that you lot ever really do.

[singedwings]

[His laughter is light, almost musical. Certainly enough to set John's teeth on edge]

You know I can't do that, John. You're so young. So sweet. I wouldn't want you to think your salvation was so easily acquired.

[hellblaze]

[ Oh, his teeth were on edge the moment the previously feathered bastard started talking. ]

Oh, bullocks. There isn't "salvation." There is "do you play by our rules." Just look at you and your missing wings. Don't tell me you think there is salvation for you, because, I really doubt that.

[ Maybe God shouldn't be such a prick and judgmental about things. He was trying to save that little girl. Really the guilt is enough on his shoulders as well as the death of others around him. ]

[singedwings]

There is such a thing as free will, John. You humans are blessed with it.

[But angels were not. Gabriel had taken a huge chance...or had he? The whole plan seemed to tip to either side depending on the outcome. Clever little owl....or a complete nutjob.]

My wings will heal in time, never you worry. Just keep your fragile little mind locked on the task ahead, John.

[hellblaze]

So I've heard. I've also heard that you lot can't do a damn thing now because of it. A bit of a catch, don't you think? I wonder what the point of you is other than fighting back the legions of Hell. Except I seem to be doing that for you.

[ Maybe he's a bit bitter--yeah no, he's a lot bitter. ]

Do you think God is just going to give them back to you after he took them away? You really are delusional, aren't you?

[singedwings]

God didn't take them away. Lucifer did. In battle.

[Yeah, just listen to his tale. It's not as if God himself hadn't turned his back on this wayward angel. Not at all]

We fight back the legions your dim-witted spells can't hope to comprehend, John. You should know that by now. We are the instruments of fate. The protectors.

[The starters-of-a-satanic-apocalyspe]

[hellblaze]

Oh, that is even better. [ Nope this is totally amusing. So amusing he has to have a smoke along with the conversation did. ] I don't suppose that God's picked up your phone call asking for those back then.

[ Oh-ho. ] Dim-witted, is it? Then how is it that those cheap parlor tricks manage to keep you lot in your places? The spells that keep children safe and night and free husbands and wives while you're off tossing swords at one another?

Admit it. No one actually believes any of the shite coming out of your mouth.

[singedwings]

[F*ck you, Constantine. That's pretty damn petty]

You speak filth and blasphemy, Constantine. If not for us, how do you think the forces of Darkness have been kept at bay for so long? For thousands upon thousands of years beyond your birth? Do you think it was sheer luck?!

[His voice turned to a mere hiss]

It was angels such as myself in full celestial armor. Armed to the teeth. Long before your own father's lineage had established it's liquor infested self.

[Low blow]

[hellblaze]

[ No problem love ♥ ]

No idea, mate. You're the one without the wings trying to lecture me on Righteousness and Evil. [ He takes in a puff of smoke and blows it back at Gabriel. ] If you're not used to the blasphemy, Gabriel, then you just plum haven't been paying attention.

Now look at you. You're down here with the rest of us infested. [ He glares lightly. ]

[singedwings]

[Only in your filthiest dreams]

Infested? I hardly think so. He will forgive me. Once he understands what I meant to achieve.

[Probably not, but he couldn't afford to lose faith from the likes of John Constantine]

Besides, shouldn't good old Manny be covering your cancerous ass right now?

[hellblaze]

I'm not sure He's going to buy into that crazy scheme. Not if it involved Lu saving the day.

[ What was the words Gabriel used to the other Constantine? You're fucked. ]

Oh, come on now. Who said anything about cancer? [ SPOILERS WOW. ] And you know him, do you? Tell me. Is he always as much of a prick as he is around me? Or, am I special?

[singedwings]

[Oh no, John. Gabriel was beyond fucked. He was royally fucked. Biblically fucked, some might venture to say]

Manny has always been your trusted guardian.

[A tiny quirk of his lips]

You get under his skin as much as he does yours.

[hellblaze]

[ Please never let him say Biblically fucked. Because Constantine will say it. ]

Right. Yeah. I'll believe that one when I see him actually do some work.

[ At least he knows he can bother the fuck out of the angel. ]

[singedwings]

You're not an easy person to guide, John. Some would say Manny is the hardest working guardian angel in existence.

[Another rare quirk of Gabriel's rather feminine lips]

[hellblaze]

Maybe you should work harder against the Rising Darkness than working on me. Oh, sorry. I forgot. You're not exactly on the front lines anymore.

How does it feel, Gabriel? To truly have to sit your arse on the sidelines as a mortal?

[singedwings]

[Well that comment certainly gained a reaction from the usually smug and self-assured angel. He frowned, a certain fire burning in those still unnatural eyes of his]

Not mortal. Simply...fallen. I'll find a way to regain my grace.

[hellblaze]

[ That just makes him grin. Oh, look. He's got the feathers all ruffled--except oh. No feathers. ]

Look, mate. I've met fallen angels before. Even they've got wings. They're all black, but, I'm not one to judge the appearance of others.

Just admit it to yourself. You're mortal now. Scumming it with the rest of us down here on Earth.

[molotovmartinis]

And what an end result it was.

[ He golfclaps. Being a hypocrite is fully within his domain. ]

[singedwings]

[Oh F*ck you]

At least your plans to have John as a hell chew toy were thwarted. Tasting grit and ash in your mouth, demon?

[Ever the clever one]

[molotovmartinis]

[ He puts on a fake look of hurt. How angels treat their co-conspirators is so shameful. 1 star Yelp review, Gabriel. ]

Of course I do. That's all I ever taste. Now I can see how for you, the taste might have to be... acquired, shall we say.

[ And leaning forward ever so slightly: ]

But you'll have eternity for that.

I often wonder why they didn't join forces

[singedwings]

[Double F*ck you, Bal]

The taste is temporary at best.

[He still believed he could gain back God's grace. How sweet]

An eternity in this shell? I think not. You forget who I am. Who announced the conception of the Savior. Who has kept your wretched kind in order far before John Constantine was even a gleam in his father's eyes.

Probably because Gabriel was TOO COOL 4 school, and also Balthazar.

[molotovmartinis]

In dealing with you, Gabriel, rest assured it is rare to be allowed to forget who you are.

Not unlike Lucifer, coincidentally.

[ Yes, coincidentally. It was definitely not brought up as the least subtle, nigh unavoidable parallel to Gabriel's situation. Nope. ]

Too true

[singedwings]

[Well this is the part where the archangel might preen his wings, but unfortunately those wings are currently reduced to ashen stubs. So...be afraid?]

I nearly had him!

[He hissed. Even his angelic demeanor momentarily took on a glimmer of true hate. Hate and fear. Something an archangel should never hope to experience. Well, it's not a pretty sight]

[molotovmartinis]

[ He can't help smiling. It's like seeing a unicorn for him, to see the scintillating celestial hatred of one of the greatest angels to ever exist. A flesh-eating, foaming-at-the-mouth unicorn, sure, but rare and fascinating all the same. ]

Did you? How close?

[ All he really wants is to see Gabriel lose it while ranting. It probably won't happen, but he can dream. ]

[singedwings]

Close enough.

[To have struck him down if God hadn't turned his back and cut off this archangel's supply of 'almighty juice' ]

Don't taunt me, Servant of the serpent.

[He might be crazy, but he wasn't stupid]

The fact of the matter is, you can't touch Constantine

[molotovmartinis]

Oh, I've touched him quite enough. Really, my interests have moved on. [ Well. Maybe. ] Do you know who it is Hell clamors over now? Can you guess?

[singedwings]

Constantine's friends?

[It was a casual guess. He knew the truth, he just didn't want to hear that the hounds of hell were on his trail. No doubt Hell clamored over the angel who had botched the one chance to start the apocalypse a hell of a lot earlier than intended. Lucifer would be absolutely livid over losing Constantine's soul. Gabriel's feathered ass was....grass]

[molotovmartinis]

Don't be so modest. It doesn't suit you.

[ Billions of burning eyes are staring up out of hell, Gabriel. You're a celebrity. ]

[singedwings]

Even without my wings, I am still Gabriel

[Such a fierce motherfucker, alright?]

You are filth. I am the filter. Do the math, demon.

[molotovmartinis]

[ Starting premature apocalypses is so hot right now. ]

You were a filter. Now you're entertainment. I wonder how long it will take before you're chained up in a backroom at Midnite's.

[singedwings]

[Definitely. It's like a porno. With wings and...demons]

Entertainment? I hardly think so. I could never sink so low, filth

[You know, the old 'wing fluff' used to be such a threatening tactic]

[molotovmartinis]

I don't believe you'll have much of a choice. [ His voice is perfectly pleasant. ] You didn't have many friends before you were revealed to be in collusion with the forces of Hell.

And believe me, Gabriel, we lowly halfbreeds find betrayal so fascinating.

[singedwings]

[They say pride goeth before a fall and Gabriel had certainly fallen. How he would make amends, could he ever make amends, remained to be seen. As the angel had once said to Constantine, he was fucked]

I'll not listen to your lies, demon. Father forgives. He always forgives.

[molotovmartinis]

For Him to forgive, you do know you must first be sorry, don't you?

Ask Lucifer how well it goes if you aren't.

do you have plurk?

[singedwings]

[Gabriel looks absolutely stunned for a moment. Yes, repent. Repent and perhaps his wings could be reborn. But Gabriel didn't feel sorry for his actions, only the consequences they wrought. He would have happily brought about the end of the world if Lucifer hadn't put a stop to it]

I suppose that is something I will have to work on.

[whomisworthless]

Nor can anyone else for that matter. Ignore the end result.

[one_winged_demon]

A real angel in the flesh? Now this I've been waiting for.

You wouldn't believe how hard it is to get my mundane to introduce me to one of you.

❤ also: i am so sorry for this, in advance!

[numbers_r_better_n_people]

I-- I don't know... I mean, the Lord, Our Father, can forgive everything, can He not? I me-mean-- well--. I don't even know what I mean, I'm sorry.

[[Aww, sure you do, Tommy-boy! After all, your motives for wondering such a thing are entirely selfish, are they not?]]

Well, I do know what I mean, of course, but-- not as it relates to you or your mundane, I'm afeared! I mean-- honestly, I'm wondering whether you, the damned Archangel Gabriel-- well. Not damned, I do pray, or there's no hope at all for the rest of us--. But still, the Archangel, Gabriel: whether you believe our Father who Art in Heaven, can forgive--- erm-- murder...?

[themotherofall]

Typical.

You foolish little things still believe that your Father still hasn't abandoned you and what you're doing is right by Him.

He burned your wings. He abandoned you.