#vivimancy

Okay, so I don’t really know you as a mun so please forgive me for not really being able to say much on this part. I do know that you seem really nice from what I’ve read on my dash but that’s about it.As for your muse, I really love when people take underdeveloped on ‘side characters’ and pour lots of love and headcanons into them, which is exactly what you’ve done. It’s obvious that you care about her a lot. I’ve only just read the first few issues of Constantine, so I don’t know if she becomes a larger part in the story later on, thus I can’t really say much regarding your characterisation but I do know that I’d love to plot something with you at some point. Either with young Gemma or her in her teens+. Whichever, really. So please feel free to come throw ideas at me.

[Text]: As long as nothing is on fire don’t worry[Text]: And if it is leave it for someone else[Text]: ...what are the other 11% tho

“shoutout to @vivimancy for their spot-on portrayal of constantine's niece, gemma!! they've clearly read the comics and they clearly understand her character, her relationships, and her motivations, and their writing is an absolute joy to read!! hearteyes!!”

This explains my desire for eggs in basket this morning. I had to settle for cupcakes, as we were out of bread.

“Well aware of that luv, but you’re not goin off to pick another fight. That incubus will lap you up like milk if it gets tha chance,” John hummed around his cigarette, his rebellious niece slung over his shoulder. So she wasn’t the 13 year old he and Kit had tried to talk to anymore, but he was still her boss, as far as he was concerned. He was the more experienced of the two, after all. And more than a little responsible for this mess. Once they were a little ways out of the club, John finally relented and set her down. He looked over her, making sure she was in one piece and sighed deeply before taking the cigarette out of his teeth. “Why can’t ya just want to go for ice cream anymore?”