#(about jon)

Oof this ask went under my radar for awhile so sorry about that. But some domestic and random Scarecrow headcanons (for my Jon) are ready to be shared:

Jon forgets to put his shit away the night after a heist so he's constantly tripping over his stuff the next morning

He doesn't fully function until he's had at least three cups of coffee and half a bowl of cereal

He has cans of silly string left over from Halloween gifted to him by Eddie so he uses them on annoying people who show up at his door

He still has an old fashioned answering machine hooked up to his phone and hasn't changed the message for 5 years

Sometimes he'll forget to do his laundry and ends up stealing some of Eddies leggings and shirts so he looks like a lanky green bean

He likes to dress up in weird outfits whenever he needs to go to the laundrymat just to make people uncomfortable. His current favorite is drunk soccar dad with no filter

Every Thursday is clean out the truck day and he spends most of his time wondering why theres french fries wedged under the seats as he can never remember buying them

He collects Burger King paper crowns and wears them around everytime he finishes the daily crossword before Eddie

If you show up while he's watching the Golden Girls and you're not Eddie, Jervis or Harley he'll lock you down in his basement and force you to listen to baby shark on repeat until he's done

He collects various discounted teas from the local shops to harass Jarvis with

He once created an elephant toothpaste knockoff in his microwave and flooded his kitchen

He picked up yoga from Eddie and does his best to do it to stay limber

He's tripped over his own scythe more times than he can count because he never puts the fucking thing away

He collects online coupons for door dash to use while in Arkham

His cell phone is an old nokia flip phone that's covered in random cell phone charms that he stole while high

He wears his straw hat while gardening

He once found a semi intelligent mold colony under his sink

“So, er. Boundaries?” Melanie asks once she’s out of the bathroom, wearing one of Georgie’s pajamas. 

She’s crossed her arms on her chest, her chin up like she’s expecting something unpleasant, as if Georgie hasn’t already agreed to have her sleep here tonight. (As if Georgie hasn’t already broken her first rule, as if she isn’t thinking of breaking so many more, because much as she tries, there’s something charming in Melanie’s sharp laughter and the dubious faces she makes when they watch movies together, and there’s something about the way Melanie looks at her when she thinks Georgie’s not looking, uncertain but soft, eager, happy.) 

“Try not to steal the blankets?” she says out loud and Melanie narrows her eyes. 

“I may kick though,” she says, a bit too abrupt (it reminds Georgie of -- but the way Melanie talks when she’s ashamed of something is aggressive more than defensive. It’s not like -- like. Well it’s not like him.) “Sometimes I scream. Nightmares.”

“I don’t mind,” Georgie says. “If it gets too bad, I’ll wake you.” there’s a beat, and then she adds: “I actually tend to hoard the blankets.”

That actually makes Melanie smile; “Knew it,” she says with exaggerated smugness, and lets her arms fall back against her sides.