#my partner jon

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

i wonder if dan’s partner jon, phil’s secret wife and child, sam the surfer, the person who that one phannie totally saw dan holding hands with in [insert location here] (and it wasn’t phil!!!??!¿1:&!!?!¡1/$!), the girl in prague, lucy hale, the tesco delivery guy, ponk, susan and susette and henry, that builder who looked like a popstar, bubbly ben, nick jonas, and that klaus hargreeves looking dude phil did a collab with in 2019 all live with dnp in the phouse

[shykittykat39]

Damian: My partner must be top-

Jon: *Trips into the side of a cow and falls on his butt. Apologizes profusely and promises to bring her hay. Proceeds to zoom off and return 0.2 seconds later with an entire hay bale for the cow* Damian: Perfect, absolutely perfect.

[hunybody]

what if you were banished north and a band of people so so different from you begrudgingly took you in and their leader became reluctantly fond of you. so fond of you in fact he gives you a little nickname and defends you against sorcery accusations when you come back from the dead even though you betrayed him. and what if this clan leader agreed to head south with you away from his people to help you with a war and you cuddle drunkenly in front of the fire in front of all your bannermen and your sister and your aunt-girlfriend who you hate because he’s your favorite person in the world. and then you WIN the war. but you’re forced to separate but he promises to see you again he promises to wait for you. and so you give him your soul-linked magical wolf to protect. and when you come back north after traumatic events he greets you with open arms and you embrace. and he leads you back up north where you live with him and his people forever brokeback mountain style. and your name is jon snow from game of thrones.

[annabelle--cane]

biting this scene. sinking my teeth right in.

[fishwikipedia]

she gets him

[bringthesauerkraut]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JON STEWART!!

62 Years young today to my favourite, outrageously silly & still incredibly fuckable old man 💕

Also Happy Thanksgiving to those in America 😊

[dgoul]

today I've been going CRAZY. Wolfy's Tim unlocked something dark in me, it started with an RP doodle and it ended with my DND au.

we have half elf paladin Tim, warlock tiefling Jon and firbolg Martin ( still can't decide his class. druid? bard? )

[cactuar-files]

i have a new friend, his name is jon sims

not to be dramatic, but i would die for him

[g1rlr0b1n]

Jon having a conversation with a friend from school (college)

Jon: hey, you should come over this weekend and hang out. The apartment's clean cuz Dami made me clean it. Well, actually he didn't make me, but I came home yesterday and they were maliciously cleaning the kitchen.

Friend: how do you maliciously clean something?

Jon: you know, it's when you're like manhandling the dishes or like sweeping passive-aggressively

Friend: I have so many more questions but I can say without a doubt I've never seen MY roommate do that.

Jon: yeah, it's a skill only a woman can possess but Dames has mastered the skill like an art form. She exudes feminine energy and blends it seamlessly with his masculine essence. They have truly ascended.

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

you know how bojack horseman’s whole personality is built around his 90s tv show horsin’ around and it’s the only thing he ever accomplished that he was proud of and the way he made a name for himself and he rides that high for the rest of his life, refusing to move on and trying desperately to convince himself that he mattered, that his show mattered, even though the world has continued without him?

that’s me with ‘my partner jon’. it’s been 3 years and i’m still like “yeeeah i kinda pioneered this one phannie meme no biggie. you know ‘my partner jon’? yeah, the meme that lasted for 5 days. that was me. i’m something of a celebrity i guess you could say.”

anyway if ‘my partner jon’ was my horsin’ around, i think ‘dan looking sad during ads’ is my the bojack horseman show.

[yoinkschief]

I remember watching this one movie called Us by Jordan Peele

What if the eddsworld lads were dropped in this universe lol

It's actually so funny that you ask that cause I just finished watching that movie after my friends recommended it to me !!!

The easy answer would be haha Spares ! And they just kill them all ofc, but I think thinking about it in the setting of Us is the best way to go about this,,,

To me I immediately go to character 1-to-1s, like who would be which character in the movie, yk ?

I think Edd would be Adelaide, I mean cause duh main characters, but also they just,,,, I dunno something about them fits, I think it's cause to me they both have that same instinct of wanting to protect everyone themselves but also holding all responsibility on their shoulders and not letting anyone else feel that weight if that makes sense (This is just a personal HC for Edd, but I think Adelaide might genuinely feel this way, at least in some regard, seeing as she hadn't told Gabe about her fears with Santa Cruz's beach until the movie, which sure could be for plot reasons but I don't see why she wouldn't have told him way sooner since they've been to the beach house before if it wasn't because she was scared to let him hear that cause he'd think she's crazy, yk, keeping all the "burden" to herself)

I think Tom would be Gabe, because I mean fucking look at them, goofy ass dads the both of them I mean it's perfect it fits something something TomEdd propaganda

Matt would be Zora in an odd sense,, I dunno him and Tord's character placements are a little flimsy to be fair,,, honestly I have Tord as Jason cause he's a little shit who loves fire

Also I'm mostly doing this because I would LOVE to see Eduardo and Jon as Kitty and Josh,,, I think Kitty would be Eduardo and Josh would be Jon, and I know a lot of people aren't going to agree with that but I see it with the times Kitty turns to Adelaide and is just like "I think about killing him sometimes" like as a joke obviously cause haha ball and chain, but also mostly because of the scene where Kitty's on the balcony and telling Josh to go and look outside since she heard something

and there's another reason why but it's cruel and would have minor spoilers for the movie

As for who's Becca and Lindsey I don't care I hate them bitches Mark can be both he's blonde enough for it

BUTTT thinking about this in a more "The boys but their next shenanigan is Us" it changes a bit

(WARNING: SPOILERS BEYOND THIS)

Leaning more into that whole "haha, Spares!" moment but mostly just for Bing and Larry cause they totally fucking would be the type to create soulless copies like that I mean they already fucking did and I will never forgive them from throwing Scribble Tom in the reject room he deserves to be free

But also imo if we're going down this route I think it would be better to have Tord as Adelaide with the whole leaving and coming back bit he did, I think it would be a great way to incorporate the twist if ykwim I don't wanna outright spoil anything yk but I think that would be the extent of like the one-to-one comparisons with the main cast versus eddsworld casting since everyone else has pretty different personalities

But they wouldn't hesitate to not give a damn and just kill every doppelganger they came across, I think the neighbors would still get killed but they'd show up in the next eddisode like nothing happened, and I think Edd would know about the whole twist at the end,,, kinda like how some people speculate Jason does :ppp

[lunar-lakes]

controversial take (maybe?) but if you think ryan should "taylor's version" afycso and pretty. odd. and/or you listen to those shitty ai covers with his voice then i know you're not a real one because what do you mean?? afycso and pretty. odd. is his version he was the creative director behind them. panic! at the disco was a collaborative effort and ryan + spencer led the main ideas/themes/aesthetics on fever. for pretty. odd. jon was there so it slayed even more - that's why everything sucked ass after 2013 when brendon was the only one because he's not that smart or creative so didn't have ryan, spencer, jon, pete (he wrote a lot on vices) or dallon (thank you for the good songs on too weird) to lean on

[mxs-space]

Dead End: The Magnus Archives Discarded Files

The winner of our big AU contest!

Bitch can't be happy even though he won...

Thank You for all your Votes!!!

(waiting for your recs/asks!)

[natjennie]

can't get this song out of my head. catchiest rhyme scheme ever genuinely.

[jarchivism]

To my archivist,

Haha there is a lot of avatars here now isn’t it? I remember when it was just me n you on this blog innit! I love to see a good few new faces around here, so hello to the other avatars!

- yours lovingly, ☁️ (<3)

(for those who are new, hi I’m Martin! Me and Jon know eachother personally off of blog /info)

Y'know, that's quite a lot of new faces to meet. And here I thought it was just me and a few others. Was definitely not expecting so many /gen.

[puppiesandnightlock]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types, Super Sons (Comics), Batman and Superman: Battle of the Super Sons (Movie 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne, Jonathan Kent & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent (implied) Characters: Jonathan Kent, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Damian Al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Damian Al Ghul Wayne, Dick Grayson (mentioned), Bruce Wayne (Mentioned), Tim Drake, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Clark Kent (mentioned) Additional Tags: Murder Husbands, Super Lords AU, Evil AU, Canon-Typical Violence, sort of a super lords Au, Lots of Backstabbing, Implied/Referenced Suicide, like couple suicide idk, they kinda spirled and controlled the world?, lowkey no idea wth im doing with this, tim and kon find them T-T, Song: Partners in Crime (Set It Off), Based on a Set It Off Song, you know which one it is lmao, Tags Contain Spoilers Series: Part 2 of SuperSons Week 2023!! Summary:

Honestly no idea, sort of a Super Lords AU, definitely an Evil AU

Damian and Jon have been through everything together, certainly a family reunion won't be the death of them. Just in case, they have certain promises to each other.

There's more context inside i promise T-Tfor Super Sons Week 2023 Day Two: Partners in Crime

A/N: i have no clue what the hell this is, all i can gather for some sort of context is that jon and damian turned on the justice league and their parents, took back the LoA, and basically ruled the world yay and now the vigilantes are coming back to like free the world of their tyranny and rehabilitate the insane smol children who are adult but always children to us <3

and yei made them murder husbands bc thats a fun tag and also its wayyyyy more dramatic like that ^^

dont like this one much but i finished and thats what matters. its kinda short so an easy read anyways enjoy

TW: Blood, Death, Implied/Referenced Suicide

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Boots clacked against the polished hallway, leaving behind a dripping red print, black cape leaving a shadow over them.

Servants scattered, making way for the Super to pass into the throne room. As he threw the doors open, masked assassins ran towards the caped man, swords drawn. He threw out his hands, the blades shattering as they hit his body. He flicked his wrist, a backhanded slap to the attacker on his right. Such a movement shouldn’t have ended with the guard slamming into the wall, skull shattering and leaving a red stain on the brown and gold walls as they sunk to the floor.  

He wrapped his hand around the back of the other's neck, snapping it as if the bone were nothing more than a sliver of wood. Wiping his hand on the dark bottoms of his suit, he made his way towards the middle of the room, where there on a throne of wood and glass sat a man draped in deep green, the trimmings of his tunic lined with gold.

“My Lord.” The young Super bowed mockingly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, the Demon’s Head tsking. “Come now, Jon, is that a proper greeting?”

Hovering above the throne, Jon tilted his chin up towards his and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, before settling down in the lap of his lover.

“Better, D?”

“Much. Thank you, Habibi. You’ve done well. However, did you really have to do that to my best assassins?”

The green-clad man flicked his eyes towards the slumped bodies scattered in the large room.

“We can always get new ones. If you’ll miss them so much, you are the Demon’s Head. I’m sure you can find some way to bring them back.”

“I suppose. Now, onto more pressing matters. How long do we have?”

Jon’s smile widened innocently. “Expect a family reunion by five o’clock tomorrow.”

“Splendid. It will be so good to see Father again. Richard as well as the rest of my brethren. I suppose your father and the clone will come as well?”

“Connor. And yeah! I’m so excited to see them again Dami!”

He hugged the other around the neck, careful to mind his super strength.

“We should sleep now, Beloved. We should be well rested for our big day tomorrow.”

Hands swinging between them, the couple bypassed the mess of bodies below them and headed towards their shared bedroom.

Afterwards, once bathed and dressed in comfortable nightwear, they curled up together on the large bed, Jon lifting their intertwined hands together, the golden rings adoring them glinting in the moonlight.

“Damian…what if things go wrong tomorrow?”

The older boy laid his head on the younger’s chest, humming softly.

“They won’t. We’ve ruled the world, Beloved. If by some higher power they manage to capture us, murder thousands more they us, and disband a nation completely loyal to us, well, i think we both know the way that will go. You and I forever, Jon.”

Jon sighed happily, his blue sapphire eyes fluttering shut before pulling out a lead encased sword strap.

“For tomorrow. Just in case.”

Stepping out of bed, Damian pulled the glowing green sword out, pointing it under Jon’s chin.

“You look handsome like this, Habibi.”

Jon made a small noise in response before Damian stepped back, sheathing the sword once again.

The raven haired boy pulled him from the bedside to back under the covers.

“I love you, Dami.”

“I love you as well, Beloved. I trust that you will do the same for me?”

“Anything you ask, D.”

Battered and bleeding, a group of vigilantes stumbled into the abandoned castle, reveling in their victory. They spread out, patching each other up with whatever they found before scouring the grounds for the ones who started it all.

With a sick feeling in their stomachs, Kon and Tim took over the bedrooms, searching for their corrupted little brothers.

“We can help them, you know. We’ll bring them back, and rehabilitate them.” Tim mumbled.

Kon had stopped, the blood draining from his face as he scanned the rooms from the hallway.

“I..don’t think that will be possible, Rob.”  

They didn't have to enter a room to see the glowing green sword, stained with the drying blood of a kryptonian. A similarly styled sword lay on top, two matching gold rings in the mixed red pool.

A taunting note lay on the bottom, edged with brown. Half in an elegant script, the other in a familiar scrawl.

For years to come, the two stood as a memory, serving as a tale to scare the masses, to show an example of vile young love, and to warn those that came after of the ways ambition and devotion could quickly turn to hold malicious intent.

You never took us alive. We swore that death would do us part They’ll call our crimes a work of art You never took us alive We’ll live as ghosts among these streets Lovers and partners Partners in crime

Servants scattered, making way for the Super to pass into the throne room. As he threw the doors open, masked assassins ran towards the caped man, swords drawn. He threw out his hands, the blades shattering as they hit his body. He flicked his wrist, a backhanded slap to the attacker on his right. Such a movement shouldn’t have ended with the guard slamming into the wall, skull shattering and leaving a red stain on the brown and gold walls as they sunk to the floor.  

He wrapped his hand around the back of the other's neck, snapping it as if the bone were nothing more than a sliver of wood. Wiping his hand on the dark bottoms of his suit, he made his way towards the middle of the room, where there on a throne of wood and glass sat a man draped in deep green, the trimmings of his tunic lined with gold.

“My Lord.” The young Super bowed mockingly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, the Demon’s Head tsking. “Come now, Jon, is that a proper greeting?”

Hovering above the throne, Jon tilted his chin up towards his and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, before settling down in the lap of his lover. 

“Better, D?”

“Much. Thank you, Habibi. You’ve done well. However, did you really have to do that to my best assassins?”

The green-clad man flicked his eyes towards the slumped bodies scattered in the large room.

“We can always get new ones. If you’ll miss them so much, you are the Demon’s Head. I’m sure you can find some way to bring them back.”

“I suppose. Now, onto more pressing matters. How long do we have?”

Jon’s smile widened innocently. “Expect a family reunion by five o’clock tomorrow.” 

“Splendid. It will be so good to see Father again. Richard as well as the rest of my brethren. I suppose your father and the clone will come as well?”

“Connor. And yeah! I’m so excited to see them again Dami!”

He hugged the other around the neck, careful to mind his super strength. 

“We should sleep now, Beloved. We should be well rested for our big day tomorrow.”

Hands swinging between them, the couple bypassed the mess of bodies below them and headed towards their shared bedroom.

                                                    *****

Afterwards, once bathed and dressed in comfortable nightwear, they curled up together on the large bed, Jon lifting their intertwined hands together, the golden rings adoring them glinting in the moonlight.

“Damian…what if things go wrong tomorrow?”

The older boy laid his head on the younger’s chest, humming softly. 

“They won’t. We’ve ruled the world, Beloved. If by some higher power they manage to capture us, murder thousands more they us, and disband a nation completely loyal to us, well, i think we both know the way that will go. You and I forever, Jon.”

Jon sighed happily, his blue sapphire eyes fluttering shut before pulling out a lead encased sword strap.

“For tomorrow. Just in case.”

Stepping out of bed, Damian pulled the glowing green sword out, pointing it under Jon’s chin.

“You look handsome like this, Habibi.”

Jon made a small noise in response before Damian stepped back, sheathing the sword once again.

The raven haired boy pulled him from the bedside to back under the covers. 

“I love you, Dami.”

“I love you as well, Beloved. I trust that you will do the same for me?”

“Anything you ask, D.”

                                              *****

Battered and bleeding, a group of vigilantes stumbled into the abandoned castle, reveling in their victory. They spread out, patching each other up with whatever they found before scouring the grounds for the ones who started it all.

With a sick feeling in their stomachs, Kon and Tim took over the bedrooms, searching for their corrupted little brothers.

“We can help them, you know. We’ll bring them back, and rehabilitate them.” Tim mumbled.

Kon had stopped, the blood draining from his face as he scanned the rooms from the hallway.

“I..don’t think that will be possible, Rob.”   

They didn't have to enter a room to see the glowing green sword, stained with the drying blood of a kryptonian. A similarly styled sword lay on top, two matching gold rings in the mixed red pool. 

A taunting note lay on the bottom, edged with brown. Half in an elegant script, the other in a familiar scrawl. 

For years to come, the two stood as a memory, serving as a tale to scare the masses, to show an example of vile young love, and to warn those that came after of the ways ambition and devotion could quickly turn to hold malicious intent.

                                               *****

                            You never took us alive.

                  We swore that death would do us part 

                  They’ll call our crimes a work of art

                          You never took us alive

                 We’ll live as ghosts among these streets

                             Lovers and partners

                              Partners in crime

@super-sons-week-2023