#joncest

[damicest]

Jon Kent(tomorrow man) should fuck his kid self

He really, really should 🙏

I'm on my hands and knees begging for Joncest fics. He should create a whole new time paradox and take his own virginity, I think

[hotterdrinks]

censored follow up to last weeks joncest post. uncensored version on ao3

[maarynnyyrr]

[martingraverobbingdiscourse]

Hey guys who’s the top Jon Sims or Jon Sims

[ofnvrthxrnblood-blog]

“I want to wake up next to you, everyday for the rest of my life.” (FOR KING!JON)

a really long, but categorized, ask meme ||  @starkinhisveins

Not accepting

▌❄️ ▌His breath hitched in his throat, heart pounding rapidly against his chest as the Lord Commander surprised him over with such words. It reminds the King in the North that LOVE still existed. ( even if it’s wicked, it’s still purer than ANYTHING else in this godforsaken world ) The White Wolf doesn’t DARE hesitate to cup Jon’s chin in his hand, tilting his head slightly upwards, smoky coloured irises dance across the Lord Commanders features. They could stay like this forever. The White Wolf just staring at the Crow ( This boy was stunning, it left the KING breathless. He’s seen beauty… but never like this. Nothing like this. ) ❝ My sweet, sweet boy. ❞ He cooed lovingly, a grin lazily curving against his own pair of twin flesh.  ❝ Winterfell wouldn’t be home… without you, my sweet boy. You are the reason light shines above us, with your appearance, your heart… your warmth…. there is a reason I NOW believe in fairy-tales such as love. ( they thought such things were only for ladies to swoon over. Yet, here I am… swooning at the thought of being in love. Living a tale. ) … As your king, I ask you to stay by my side. For the rest of our lives. I promise no one will EVER treat you like an outcast ever again.  ❞ THE WHITE WOLF hands glide down to intertwined their fingers together. ( admiring the way they perfectly fitted together. made for each other — it felt natural. Like home. ) The King brings the young crows hands up to his lips, his thumb quickly brushing over bruised knuckles, before gently laying a kiss upon ivory flesh. ( one kiss, two kisses— three & more. – he can’t get enough. )  ❝ You are my home, Jon. I need you. ❞

[maarynnyyrr]

you dont wanna be on my dark side😈😈😈😈

[sparky-is-spiders]

We’re posting Jon selfcest on main tonight boyyyyyyz.

[sparky-is-spiders]

Keep seeing that Jon time travel post where Jon is friendly to their past self and. I don’t want to be the Fun Police but Jon Would Not Do That at any point in the podcast. Or his life. Sorry. To inject novelty into the Jon time travel fic ecosystem we should instead focus on how they would be forced to rely on each other as the presence of this new monstrous Jon and both of their. Everythings. Would drive their coworkers away. And they would hate each other. And they would both collapse into the shitty little doc storage cot and sleep in each other’s arms. And fight constantly. And go behind each other’s backs and betray each other all the time. And snog in dark corners of the archives.