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@jongerryweek2025 , day three: the archives.
Jon: I know Gertrude left something of a mess to hinder Elias but I can totally handle it!
*sees the archives mess*
Jon: Oh no.
Not the Bookbinder AU this time just a Gerry living one. They've worked together with Gertrude for a bit after meeting at the institute and like each other's company. Gerry is not always helpful but he is always there.
@jongerryweek2025 (late) Day 2, Books.
I'm going with the Bookbinder AU again with this one. Gerry has known Jon for a while now and They have become friends, and he sees Jon compelled to create a book for the first time, and how painful and difficult it is.
thank you to everyone who participated in jongerry week!! i’ll be checking the tag for another week so if anyone has any late submissions i’ll continue reblogging :))
Gerry knew ‘love at first sight’ was bullshit. Love took time, it took work, it took a hell of a lot more than a glance. But the moment he and his daemon laid eyes on his soon-to-be best friend, there was familiarity. The love came later.
Love was the beat of a raven’s wing, the curve of a vulture’s beak, feathers mingled on the floor, the touch of a fated hand. It all comes out after a disastrous Leitner hunting trip.
★ For JonGerry Week Day 7: Alternate Universe !
"Eurydice’s beak brushed against Gerry’s hair, her voice just barely above a whisper in his ear. 'That’s who we’ve been looking for,' she said. Gerry thought she meant the guy who’d been stealing their Leitners. And maybe she did, at the time. There was something in her voice, though. A weight and finality dripping off her words, a hint of recognition and satisfaction in her eyes. Souls were strange things."
★ link to read on ao3 -> "actualized prophecy"
bonus: chapter 2 is a longass yapfest of a daemon analysis for the characters in the fic!!!
i had so much fun doing this event, i'm sad to see it come to an end!!
Finally got around to doing something for JonGerry week.
Day 5 AU babey
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Jon thought that the Circus had him for about two and a half weeks before Gerry found him. Two and a half weeks tied to that chair at the mercy of Nikola, unable to escape, unable to stop her from treating him like another doll in her collection. In a way she got what she wanted—Jon had never felt more like a stranger in his own skin.
After two and a half weeks Gerry found him, took him home, peeled him an orange, and reminded him what gentleness is. The peel of an orange beneath fingernails speaks a thousand words. Healing won’t come easy, but it will come, and Gerry will be right there beside him.
★ [This fic is rated M for depictions of sexual assault. The assault is Nikola moisturizing Jon. NO explicit content/sex is in this fic. Please read my author’s note for more details regarding the CWs!!]
★ For JonGerry Week Day 6: Avatars !
The shadow fell over him and Jon wanted to appear defiant but as Nikola leaned down, leaned over his exposed and shaking body, he knew he just looked terrified. 'Oh, my Archivist, look at you!' she sang, her plastic fingers curling around his jaw. She tilted his head from side to side, completely ignoring his muffled noise of protest. 'Your skin will be ready to wear in no time at all!'”
★ link to read on ao3 -> "orange peels"
stop being mean to jon, you exclaim. nope, torture city again.
JonGerry Week Day 5: The Eye
This isn’t a democracy. Jon steals the Watcher’s Crown, driving the knife into the heart of Jonah Magnus until it stops blinking. This isn’t up to a vote. Gerry steals the Web’s Lighter, smokes his last cigarette at the end of the world, and barricades the door. The Fears are going to die. They are going to starve. The Web shrivels and unravels. The Pupil of Eye and its beloved Priest wait it out in the Panopticon. Together.
★ For JonGerry Week Day 5: The Eye !
Words meant for no one else but them were whispered into the dark, into the miniscule gap between their bodies, and lips met whatever skin they could reach. Star-crossed, doomed from the start, lovers as the world caved in. Two chosen ones looking into the face of God and saying no. They didn’t need to talk about their plan—they had always been on the same page.
★ link to read on ao3 -> "solitary lights in an empty city"
