#p: jon

[logancaine]

closed // @jonnybryn​ 

“Errr… so,” Logan turned to the person next to him, anxiously fidgeting with his hair as he glanced around the room, “do you think it really matters that I’m just a Mulder without a Scully?” Without a pair to go with his outfit, he was beginning to be concerned that he was just a guy in a suit, “one person has already asked ‘where’s Scully’ and two others thought I was doing Men in Black instead…” he stepped back, arms out, “Do I look stupid? Tell the truth.”

[unlockedinme]

“trust me, you don’t suck in bed.”

@idumean

   ( * )  There was a reasonable amount of skepticism in Magnus’ expression. After all, he was still reeling from the night that couldn’t quite seem to find an end. He spared a glance out the window - still dark outside - and then back to Jon, sitting on the edge of the bed, robe loosely wrapped around him for a shred of modesty that he didn’t really need to feel comfortable, “I suppose I shouldn’t downplay centuries of practice in bed, then. Though, i’d say that you are far from bad company as far as sex goes. I’m hoping you know that much about yourself.” 

[xenophiliarp]

Whispers a plot where a couple love each other so much and fuck each other so hard that their friends think that they’re being physically abused and in an unhealthy relationship from all the bruises on each others’ arms, necks, (and maybe sometimes even on their face?). 

Then one day the police get called because of a noise disturbance in their home and it just happened to be an exceptionally loud love-making session

[sapphoic]

someone: does something dumb

camera: hard cut to jon

[xenophiliarp]

Married at first sight thread where they find out that they went to the same high school but that they graduated like 8+ years apart and that’s how they find out how old each other are.

[aureus-meles]

breaking points ;;

@jonathanmbones

Edgar had not slept. Again. Edgar was actually pretty sure he just wasn’t meant to sleep ever again, after the few weeks he’d had since coming back from his honeymoon. He hadn’t really believed everyone when they’d told him that the honeymoon period wouldn’t last all that long, but he was quite horrified to find that everyone was, in fact, right. But not for the reasons he or they had thought. 

It had started with cleaning up the safe house, and had only gotten worse from there. Edgar could feel himself slipping, and it terrified him. So he’d thrown himself into work, tried to throw himself into taking care of his siblings, but he was sliding backwards, and fast. 

He shouldn’t go for a run and he knew it, but nevertheless he found himself limping down the stairs, tugging open the door to his house, and glancing up and down the road before he stepped outside. 

But the sight that met his eyes stopped him dead in his tracks.

“Jon.” He dropped down to his knees beside his brother, eyes wide and filled with horror and fear. Panic gripped at his chest. “Jon. Jonny. Jon, wake up--” He wasn’t breathing properly. He sucked in a breath and pulled out his wand, pointing it at Jon. “Rennervate.” His chest heaved; what if he was dead? No, he’s not dead. He’s not. He’s not again. “Rennervate. Come on, damn you, wake up.”

[raesampson]

If she could have only one wish, it would be to go back and stop herself from ever thinking that summer classes were a good idea. Sure, general education completed means the medical school comes that much sooner, but it also robbed her of that freedom summer promised. But as the last hour in the library ticked by, Rae was positive she had easily lost three years of her life and that just wouldn’t do. Stepping out into the warm sunlight with her phone in hand, the only number that mattered flashed across the screen. “How soon can you escape? I’m losing my mind inside today.” @jonathan-howlett

[elena-nayar]

Makeover // Jon and Elena

Piles of various powders, shadows, glosses, creams and other miscellaneous beauty items littered the tiny makeshift vanity created by haphazardly pushing a table against the mirror. Elena did not know many a man who wished to experiment with beauty products, but she refused to turn down the one who seemed keen on learning. What had originally started as a joke slowly turned into an opportunity for the journalist to learn whether he was a summer or a winter and the correct way to apply false eyelashes. Elena doubted that the man would ever find a true use for such skills, but perhaps if he ever needed to go deep undercover, Jon would be prepared. “Are you almost done in there?” The brunette knocked on the door wondering if the man was alright in the restroom. She had sent him in to change and wash his face which should have taken significantly less time than when he was in there. Finally, she heard the door creak open.

The woman held her hand over her mouth attempting to control her giggles as the man stepped out in her floral dressing gown. Attempting to keep Jon’s clothes clean meant that he would need something to wear. Unfortunately, Elena measured a full foot shorter than the man making his options either the gown or a plastic tarp. “You know. I think it really suits you. It is your color.” Pressing her lips together, the brunette motioned the man to sit on the bench in front of the mirror. Handing him a headband, she waited for him to put it on. Lifting an eyebrow, she wondered if Jon had watched his mother put on makeup. He looked so confused at what she wanted him to do. Sitting down next to him, Elena picked up a hair tie and her own band, ensuring that her hair would not end up getting in the way.

“Alright, before we do anything, we need to prep your face. I’m assuming that you already know how to wash your face and did that while you were in the bathroom, so we can move on to moisturizing. Some people like to use cotton pads, brushes, or sponges, but I‘m a fan of fingers.” Pulling a small pot from the pile, Elena held it forward. “Now remember that a tiny bit on most of this stuff is usually enough.” Taking a dab on her own finger, she began to rub a bit into Jon’s face showing him how to apply it. “Now you do the other side of your face.” She sat back waiting for him to follow the instructions.”