#sassy jon

[louhetar]

Black Orchid Jon based on cosplay by @kingoftheunderground because it was so so so good 😭

[nightwingvixen23]

Jason : *walks into den at 3 A.M./finds Jon and Damian still up playing video games* What are you guys doing up so late 

Jon : Swag never sleeps

Jason : *draws guns*

Damian : *grabbing Jon/ducking behind couch* JON YOU FUCKING IDIOT 

[jonmundisreallove]

Tormund to the wildings: he's prettier than both my daughters...

Jon, when everyone is gone: so...you want to suck my dick

Tormund: ...

Tormund: Yes

[comfortableinthesilence]

Work make me laugh... There they are saying things like ”staff well being is very important” and “we need to focus more time on improving wellbeing initiatives”... Then there I am being told off by a manager for not being available to customers at peak time because I'm fulfilling my duties as a Mental Health Advocate and sorting stuff for staff.

This manager said I need to prioritise peak time over wellbeing...well I'm sorry but peoples mental health illnesses don't work like that! I get they got a job to do as a manager but come on, use common sense! Swear there needs to be better awareness for wellbeing and mental health support in the public sector!

[byersxbrother]

@shcstough || volume control ( or lack thereof ) .

     DEAR LORD. Jonathan was going to go insane if he had to stand another night on the other side of the wall from his mom and her boyfriend; and their … active relationship.

     Even Bowie turned up to an outrageous volume did nothing to save his ears. He’d more or less started to get over the idea of his mom dating again. But all hope was lost once they were more open about what they spent a good deal of their free time doing, diving back into the ‘wild days of youth’ as his mother liked to put it.

     He’d been up early as usual, making some eggs and toast for his brother who’d be up a little later. Hopper had wandered out, a gruff nod in greeting before grabbing some toast and heading out to work. Jonathan barely managed any greeting himself, a sickened feeling just thinking about the prior evening.

     After his younger brother had been fed he’d sent him off to go play outside, run off to Dustin’s for the day. And then he’d waited. Waited until his mom came groggily shuffling down the hall, probably still not quite awake before she’d be heading off to work later that afternoon. But he wasn’t just going to pretend like nothing had happened. Not when his own lack of sleep was a result.

     His mom hardly had a moment to grab a cup of coffee before Jonathan was turning on her. While the tone of the subject might be less serious - the whole situation would probably be flipped in any other house in town - Jonathan was not going to address it as any laughing matter.  

     "Mom, seriously, we need to talk about your lack of VOLUME CONTROL." 

[emmyliaclarke]

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Harley Quinn: Dr. Crane, does this lipstick make me look like a clown?

Jonathan Crane: No, Harley, no...it makes you look like a prostitute who caters exclusively *to* clowns.

Harley Quinn: I’m sorry, that was my mistake, I keep forgetting that you’re a horrible, horrible person.

Jonathan Crane: Ooh, backbone Harley.