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Tweak says, "Drink up me hearties, yo ho!"

Tony Stark (campusking) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-10-07 22:05:00

Entry tags:

bucky barnes (mcu), clint barton (616), gamewide plot, john constantine (vertigo), leia organa, loki (616), peter quill (mcu), richie tozier, thor (mcu), tony stark (avac)

Who: All the town kids who want in
What: Hot Tub Party
Where: Tony's house
When: Today

This place was great, his dad wasn't around and he didn't have classes or tutors or anything to bother him. And he had a house full of bots and his pokemon, it was quite possibly the coolest place he'd ever been and people were coming over, it was gonna be a party!

Sure he didn't do much in the way of planning but he had his fridge full of cheese and there were drinks everywhere and Dum-E would totally make juice if people wanted it, it seemed to be about all he could do but Tony loved him and he was glad to have him there.

And well .... it was gonna be cool, he'd never had a party before, not with kids his own age so he was ready and he was antsy kind of pacing a little bit while he waited for people to show up. And just when he thought he had it all ready Tony realized there was one thing left he needed and quickly found a piece of paper and some tape scribbling a hasty note and taping it outside on his door.

Come on in! It's party time.
No adults allowed!!!

[standard party thread rules folks, just tag your threads and go nuts!]

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-08 02:19 pm UTC (link)

Yeah, walking into a room full of young kids eating cheese and drinking juice was kind of a weird sort of way to enter a party. Not that all the kids were super young, or even drinking juice but -- well. Constantine felt a little bit like he was at the cut off age, here. Like maybe he should have counted as an adult, even if he was only sixteen.

But here was here anyway and there was liquor and so he mixed some in with juice because he wasn't about to advertise a bunch of bad habits to kids -- although he wasn't about to stop them if they decided to do the same thing or whatever else it was they wanted to get up to.

He loosened his already too loose tie and turned to inspect stuff a bit more (this was a pretty wicked house, and it wasn't like John didn't like cheese) but sort of lost his train of thought when he spotted her.

A girl. About his age. Who was staring at him. And Christ Almighty, if she wasn't hot. And familiar. More familiar than the rest of these little party goers, anyway? He smiled in a way that he thought was quite smooth and offered her a little nod before making his way over. "Having a good time?"

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Claire | Constantine

donewithnights
2019-10-08 10:51 pm UTC (link)

Claire liked kids well enough, she looked after her neighbours sometimes when their mom worked late, fed them mac and cheese while they all watched TV. But everyone was kind of young, well not everyone but lots of them, so dreamy sixteen year old boys were going to get her attention. Especially because she just knew she recognised him.

He smiled and she started penning the entry she'd put in her diary later right then and there. Hastening to craft some delicious teenage poetry before he got to her. "Yeah," she said with a little shrug as she lifted the beer to take a sip. "I mean," she gestured to everything going on and smiled. "Not exactly the kind of party I usually go to." Because if she was going to sneak out it would be because there was someone's parents away and the police would probably get called about it.

"I'm so glad you're here," Claire blurted out, almost like she hadn't meant to. But it was true and she blushed about it.

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-09 04:30 am UTC (link)

Constantine laughed at that, because yeah, this party was pretty damned tame compared to a lot of the stuff he got up to at home. Liquor was pinched and drank by the bottle, the music would have been wilder, and most of the parties he went to were in abandoned buildings, or at least in someone's basement. And there definitely weren't any drugs here. Which was probably good because John really, really didn't want to see an 8 year old get high. That'd just be fucked.

But the two of them, they had drinks and her smile was bright. Pretty. Same as her blush, really, and John leaned in a little closer because he couldn't seem to help himself. "Me too. You're here, after all," he told her. And fuck, he really felt like he ought to know her name. He was sure he did. It was just ... not quite on his tongue. "Constantine," he greeted because when you had a very cool last name, you used it. "I feel like I know you." And that would have been such a terrible pick up line if it wasn't the absolute truth.

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Claire | Constantine

donewithnights
2019-10-09 08:55 pm UTC (link)

It wasn't like Claire was a 'bad girl' like some of the girls from school, she didn't run away or steal thing or anything like that. But she did go to parties, when you had to look after yourself a lot of the time, she figured she'd earned it. Also it wasn't like she hosted the parties while her mom worked or anything, so she was really pretty much an angel. But in Hells Kitchen things got plenty wild and this party seemed kind of cute in comparison.

It was like a weight lifted off her shoulders she hadn't even known was there. Because Constantine knew her and she nodded as she brought the beer up to her lips to take a sip. Her eyes found Peter's across the room and they looked at each other and everything was okay, Claire knew it. "I'm Claire," she said as she looked back at John. "That's Peter," because that seemed important too even if he was busy with something else. "We live in a house down there and it's super weird because I'm supposed to live with my mom, but-" she shrugged. "I feel like I know you."

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-09 09:31 pm UTC (link)

This party was PG -- with the exception of maybe them and those two little teens who were swearing loudly a mile a minute a few feet away. But it wasn't all bad. For instance, Claire was here and she seemed to be on the same page as him and that was good because Constantine was honestly a little unsure of what the fuck book he was reading out of at the moment.

Still, he turned when she pointed out Peter across the room and the kid looked awkward but in a way where he was pretty cute too, and that felt pretty right. The same way Claire did. Important, even. "Yeah," he agreed, throwing a wave and a crooked smile to Peter before turning back to Claire. "I know what you mean." Well, not that he was supposed to be living with his mum because he wasn't, she was long dead, and it was best to just not be in the same house with his father. John had taken to wandering out for days years ago, now. But he still knew what she meant. This wasn't right. But it was.

"So," he said after a beat. "Should we check out that hot tub?"

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Claire | Constantine

donewithnights
2019-10-09 09:43 pm UTC (link)

That smile at Peter was just even more reassuring and Claire finished her beer and set the bottle down. The hot tub had been something she planned to avoid, because she felt about sixteen kinds of self conscious and was wearing a loose shirt in order to keep attention off herself. But there was no one else in there and she fidgeted with the hem of the shirt she was wearing before she nodded.

"Can I get one of those?" Claire asked as she pointed to whatever Constantine was drinking. Drinking! Yes! Liquid self esteem!

"Anyone stares I'm poking their eyes out," she said as they approached the hot tub. Well anyone else, but that kind of went without saying because Constantine was safe, like Peter, felt like electric covered home.

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-10 01:31 am UTC (link)

Liquid courage and self esteem was a must at a party where a hot tub and strangers were both involved at the same time. It just wasn't the same as fucking off with some mates, after all. But John was pretty confident and Claire was bloody gorgeous so he didn't see the problem.

And, well, if there was a problem, he'd just hex them. John was good for that, at least.

"One of those comin' up," he agreed, "And don't worry. No one'll say anything. Not word or whistle. Meet you there, huh?" He probably should have dressed more accordingly, but a pair of boxers were going to have to do -- maybe he'd keep the oxford too, depending how comfortable his new (old) friend was.

He returned with two drinks and a lit cigarette. "Check this out," he said of the tub which was somehow on the roof and -- frankly was a hell of a lot more grandiose than what he had going on in his house. "What's it take to get one of these on my roof?"

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Claire | Constantine

donewithnights
2019-10-10 05:03 am UTC (link)

John meant what he said and she figured he said what he meant and not to mention the boys there weren't like the boys at home, the kind that sniffed around in a way that made you want to carry pepper spray. They were more interested in each other on the whole and Claire seemed to think it was better that way. Meeting him there was good, she was already in the water when he approached with her drink and a cigarette in his mouth.

Her mom would be so mad.

"You just have to ask me nicely," she said with a smile as she kicked a little water in his direction before reaching for her drink. Juice and liquor was better than beer, that was for sure.

Claire leaned over the edge, drying her hand on his shirt before she held her hand out for the cigarette. "Sharesy?"

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-10 03:10 pm UTC (link)

True enough this little town was a bit strange in terms of demographics, but John hadn't seen all of it yet and was mostly just happy that everyone else was pretty chill. Except maybe the guy trying to do all the kids a favor by feeding them. He was a bit of a wank. But he wasn't too worried about much of anything right now except the drinks in his hands, the smoke in his mouth, and the girl in the hot tub.

John wasn't the sort you'd take home to mum. It didn't get truer than that. But that didn't mean he was an ass either -- just a bad influence.

For instance, he handed over the drink he'd made for her and then took another drag of his smoke before handing that off too. Still, he didn't think he was offering anything that Claire didn't want, and she was bold enough to tell him so if that was the case.

"What's mine is yours," he said with a wink -- a little silly, maybe, like something he might grow into better in the future. But that didn't mean he wasn't confident and that he didn't undo his jeans to step out into the night boxers only. "Tell me the water's good."

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Claire | Constantine

donewithnights
2019-10-12 10:18 pm UTC (link)

He was like a total dreamboat, unbuttoning his shirt like some kind of magazine super stud and Claire was not fluttered but not unbothered either. Because the guys on her block were jerks and John had an accent that made her get dreamy around the edges. But there was a fondness there and Claire kind of had to just go with it, like how she went with not letting Peter out of her sight like at all even for five minutes for some unknown reason.

"It's good," she agreed because it was, it was warm where the air was getting cooler and there wasn't any little kids nearby and she took another drag of his cigarette, kind of inhaling because it wasn't her first time or anything and giving it back. Claire never would have done this back home, but Constantine didn't stare in a way that made her wish the ground would swallow her up but also didn't not look in a way that made her feel like she was invisible.

Being a teenager was so hard.

"Wait- do you have like a girlfriend?" Claire asked him, like she was kind of remembering something she thought that she knew.

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-13 10:24 pm UTC (link)

To be fair, John was kind of a jerk. Just not the way most guys were when it came to girls. He was just -- kind of an asshole in general. He really, really tried only being that way if other people deserved it though -- his life was shitty so he got that probably other people's were too. No reason to make it worse.

Trusting that the water was good, John got on it, taking the cigarette back even as he stepped into the water -- a brilliant sort of hot against the early autumn weather. "Fuck," he allowed, clearly pleased when he found a comfortable and very nearby spot next to Claire.

"Like a girlfriend?" He asked, grinning flirtatiously, even if it felt weird, like he had to consider that question a little harder than he should have had to. He knew he didn't have a girlfriend. "Not even close," he admitted. "Why? Looking to take the spot, love?"

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Claire | Constantine

donewithnights
2019-10-14 08:04 pm UTC (link)

Claire knew jerks, the ones who were too old who hang around looking for attention, players or burnouts or all manor of jerks. But Constantine was different, different like Peter was different and both of them filled her abdomen with fluttering.

He sank into the water and she smiled, nodding along as he swore. It was a bit like that. Also her legs kind of ached, even if she hadn't been running. Maybe she was due a growth spurt soon or something?

Oh and she blushed, right up to her curls she blushed. "I mean maybe, if you're lucky," Claire said though, because she was quick and clever even if he made her a little dreamy eyed.

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Claire | Constantine

_constantine_
2019-10-15 01:45 am UTC (link)

If she didn't seem quick-witted, Constantine wouldn't have been nearly so interested. It wasn't like he had a particularly hard time finding girls to spend time with. But most of them weren't really the type he wanted to stick around, either.

He took another drag from his cigarette before passing it back to Claire again and sinking down lower in the water. Sure, it was a little too hot but only in the best way.

"Luck's only as good as what you make it, y'know," he said, knocking his knee playfully against hers.

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