#oc: jonathon

[necromosss]

Yeets Mira to Commonwealth and yeets Jon to Faerun

[aliencatastrophe]

Remade a bunch of old ocs in Gacha Club! Some got complete redesigns while others are only slightly redesigned. Umm yeah #swag.

[bloomellaa]

Since it's my birthday today, I made a gift from me to me

[zeawesomeness]

I'm getting my IPad back today! So, here's some of the doodle pages I've created whilst I couldn't draw digitally.

[cottageimp]

I missed some details because I sorta rushed to finish this but REGARDLESS! I love this so much and I wanna be wrapped up in someone's limbs like this!! Yes!

[amazon160]

“Shit.” Johnathon Ohnn x Reader 🖤⚪️

Just a little something I dabbled down 🤭

“Oh, shit.”

Those words. Those two words. They had such a weight to them that only Linda could understand.

“You had better not be late to another meeting, Dr. Ohnn.” She scowled. A scientist’s assistant was simply expected to pick up every now and then and manage the scientist’s calendar. Help them set up their schedule, y’know? But in the special case of Dr. Ohnn, it sometimes felt like babysitting. This was one of those times.

“Oh, no, of-of course not!” Ohnn stuttered, missing his footing as he stumbled out of his office. Papers were stuffed into a briefcase in a very unorganized fashion. Linda couldn’t bring herself to see how they managed to stay intact and inside the bag every time Ohnn did something like this. Of course, this isn’t Dr. Ohnn’s first time running late. And he went through this exact routine every single time he did.

Dr. Ohnn quickly walked past the other scientists’ offices, striding forward with his long legs. Suddenly, all of the doors seemed to open at once, making Ohnn’s heart race even faster. He glanced down at his watch and not at the people flooding out of those doors. There was a mixture of people from a couple tours going around Alchemax and the employees themselves. Ohnn finally looked up from his watch, which read 10:39, just in time to almost knock into another scholar.

He’d seen her around once or twice. Not enough to be acquainted. Just enough to remember her face. Not like he took extra note of her face in particular. It was a regular human face of perfect proportion and beauty in every detail.

Average.

Right.

Her hands shot up in defense to Ohnn’s speed walking, momentarily setting on his chest, before she maneuvered around him and sent a goofy salute. He could just barely hear her chuckle over the conversing between their peers around them. But it really was just divine to listen to. It almost made him forget he was running late. Ohnn spun around and got back on task, while the woman in particular watched him go for a second.

…

“I don’t get what you see in that guy.” Linda complained. “He’s messy. Sloppy. Leaves his crap everywhere.” She listed off on one finger at a time.

“Smart. Nice. Good manners.” You listed off of your fingers as well. She scowled, only to turn into a friendly smile less than a second later.

“Girl, you can do so much better than him.” She leaned on Ohnn’s desk, gathering up any stray papers left behind and stacking them. “I’ve seen ‘em.” She winked.

“Oh, please,” you rolled your eyes. “This guy looks like a real fun time.”

Linda threw a stray banana peel into the small garbage can in the corner. “Sure.”

“Staawwwpp.” You drawled out. “All those guys were fun, sure, but they were assholes. They seemed more into themselves than they were into me. Johnny seems like a nice change of pace.” You smirked.

“‘Johnny’??” Linda raised an eyebrow, letting her shoulders sag forward.

“Johnathon, right? John. Johnny!”

Linda facepalmed.

…

The cafeteria was bustling just a bit more with the extra students and strangers walking around with their lunches. Johnathon didn’t really like how the tours went during working hours. It was already too hustle-y bustle-y trying to get from place to place and it always felt like you were being watched by these people. Johnathon picked up a bagel and a packet of cream cheese. That should be enough to hold him over.

The walk back to his office was rather peaceful. Sadly, there was plenty of time to reflect on the terrible outcome that meeting was. Upon reaching his office, Johnathon immediately noticed that Linda was gone. Thank goodness, he thought to himself. The sleep deprived scientist leaned against his desk, adjusting his glasses up against his nose. He felt something light slap against his back.

A short stack of papers was being held against his back.

“Oh, shit.” Jonathon muttered under his breath.

“Linda said you dropped these.” You waved the papers in his face with a smile once the scientist completely turned around. He moved the cream cheese and bagel to be held in one hand as he took the papers in the other. “She seemed pretty pissed.”

“She seems pretty pissed whenever someone mentions my name.” He chuckled. “No offense. I mean no offense. If you two are friends. I mean, not assuming you two are friends, but-”

“Nah, it’s fine, Johnny.” His eyes widened some at the nickname. You could see the reaction, and your smile grew just a bit more.

“Ummm…y-yea-yeah? Yeah?” He quickly stuttered. Why was he such a mess under your gaze.

“She’s always pissed. But me, I’m uh..” You hissed and squinted at him. “I’m a little disappointed, Johnny.” You started walking forward. As a quick response, Johnathon started walking back. But seeing that he was leaning against the desk just before the encounter, there wasn’t much space to cover before his back hit the desk.

“Oh?” He squeaked out. You were getting a little close. A little too close for him to be keeping himself composed.

“Linda said you don’t have a lot of free time on your hands. Why is that?” You stopped him once your hips weren’t that far from his and his back was beginning to arch back over the desk.

“I, uh. My job-my job takes up a lot of time-uh-”

You put your arms down on either side of Johnathon, leaning on the desk and leaning in close.

“Friday. 2 pm. The new Foam Party down the street. You know where that is, right?” He nodded quickly. “Good boy.” You let your hips sink in a little bit lower so you just barely grazed each other. Your lips hovered just above Johnathon’s. “If you aren’t able to meet there for whatever reason, I’m always free to talk during lunch. So you’ll be down?” He nodded again.

Your expression turned right back to peppy and bright. “See ya, then, Johnny!” You placed a quick kiss on his cheek. As quickly as you’d pulled in, you pulled out. A flustered, trying to not look flustered Johnathon Ohnn was left leaning back on his desk. You turned the corner and left out of view. Ohnn stood up and processed what just happened. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He fished his hand into his shirt for it and came out with a text message from Linda.

“Check your calendar ;)”

Johnathon looked at the planner, which had already been lauded out on his desk. He didn’t even notice. There was already an event marked down Friday at 2 pm for Foam Party. Perfect.

“Oh, shit”

[peachie-ghoul]

I got…a little silly last night. My bad everyone. Also some like … collage au stuff

[hippiejunk]

My fashion girls!!!!!!!!!

[hatterhare]

doodle session (3 hours)

[necromosss]

Are the 2 coolest ghouls Jonathan and Hancock buddies?

Yeah theyre friends. Good friends. Roomates. Yeah.

[tempestbee]

my daughter loves him, i think he looks a little gay. but whatever makes my princess happy

[bloomellaa]

⭐️ Stargazing ⭐️

[sarcasmo-mexicano]

He is not just the Villain of the Week 😔

[cottageimp]

A little silly interaction played out in a chat!! What if someone was mean to Clover? I think John would just be snarky about them behind their back haha!

[saveraedae]

AND NOW here's Jon and Kenny Helluva Boss edition

I swear, I'm nearly done with all of the AU reference sheets, I pretty much only have the pony AU left lol

[mistahjs-jester]

Joker x Oc (Part 8)

I scream into the night after awakening to his voice. The dream was a blur of being captured and abused. The ropes burned on my wrists, his lips searing my skin and his eyes burning a hole in my soul. It was so damn real…

    Jonathon hurries into the room and finds me sweating and hyperventilating. He immediately gets to the bed and asks softly. "Would you like me to stay with you tonight?" 

    I stare at him and sigh. "If you would like." He examines me and finds I'm a bit passive. "You're suppressing emotions again." I don't say anything. He states. "You've worked so hard to feel things again, Sage." I nod silently. "Then why not take this as a learning experience? You need to feel what Joker made you feel properly. You have to process it to move forward." He says.  

     I look at him blankly. "Not really. I'd rather not deal with emotions."

    Jonathon exhales a breath and goes to take my hand, catching me off guard. He immediately decides against it and let's it go, recoiling. 

     I watch him carefully as he fights himself. He finally speaks again. "You really need some rest. Let's go back to bed. Therapy later." And with that he lies down next to me, a distance away on the king sized bed and goes to sleep, leaving me to stare at his form as he drifts off to sleep. 

     I decided to get up and do something so I went to go take a shower and put on some grey sweats and a simple black tank top then slipped on some ankle socks before putting on a pair of black and white converse. Taking my phone, I decide to go take a drive to the store to get some things. I put a black hood over my head and a black mask over my mouth and nose, making it seem like I'm sick. After anxiously getting behind the wheel of the vehicle I decide to drive to the old Gotham mart on the outskirts of Gotham near the Narrows. 

      Making it safely to the store, I decide to grab the things to make a lasagna along with breakfast foods and lunch, some wine and chocolate. I maneuver the aisles carefully and as I find some of the things I came for I remember I hadn't told Jonathon where I'm at yet so I decide to shoot him a call. Realizing it was only 5:30 in the morning I curse myself and decide against it, going for all the items I need. We were completely out of everything.

      After making it to the checkout counter unnoticed, I pile my items up and they get scanned one after another gently.

      My heart beats hard as the last item is scanned and I find the cashier is an old friend. I mask my voice, answering the droll questions he asks then finally I head out with my cart to the car without being noticed. 

     Sighing in relief after making it to the car I unload and quickly abandon the cart near the place where they belonged, not wanting to fool with it. I practically speed out of the parking lot and careen down the road until I make it back finally by 7:30 a.m. to a fully awake and absolutely concerned Jonathon Crane.

      Jonathon crosses his arms and looks at the bags in my hands. "You went SHOPPING and FORGOT to tell me in any WAY, SHAPE or FORM?!" His voice was cross and he watched as I wordlessly sat a bunch of bags down, going for more. "You're going to IGNORE ME?" I grab more bags, bring them in and look at Jonathon. "I just figure I get the things in THEN you yell at me for being careless." 

      He sighs loudly and helps me get things in then says loudly. "Something could have happened to you! Did you bloody think of that?! What if someone recognized you under that shitty disguise?!" I roll my eyes and smile under the mask. "It's not that shitty." 

       He glares at me before asking. "What did you get?" I answer lightly. "Lasagna makings, breakfast items and other items for lunch, etc. Oh! And some chocolate." He smiles a little before laughing. "Chocolate? You risked your life for chocolate." I laughed. "I guess I did. I got other things too though. Now we won't starve." He sighs. "I could have gotten one of my men to get you things to cook with."

       He was right but I felt trapped. I explain gently. "I felt confined. I needed to get out." He relents. "Fair enough. We have been staying in an awful lot."

      Relieved he agreed I made breakfast, we sat down quietly enjoying it. The monotony wasn't so bad with him.