#Jons inbox

[the-archivist-official]

Jonathan Sims, Head archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.

// rest is ooc! -

Just a silly rp Account really!

Timeline is around s1-s2, (as that’s as far as I am in tma currently). I would be thrilled to have anyone interact, wether it’s an rp of a canon character or of an oc, (statements also accepted!) any interactions are welcome!

This is my first roleplay account on tumblr so please be patient! And don‘t feel bad to instruct me on anything like the style you want me to respond in or smth, It really is helpful aslong as your nice!

Tags will be using:

Unseen by the eye - In character, but not really canon/doesn‘t follow canon exactly

Ask the all knowing - Responding to an ask that isn‘t like an rp ask thing, like just a question

Jon‘s inbox - responding to an „ask“ that is an rp (like in the style of an email or someone giving a statement!)

Boundaries:

please no flirting or anything! This account is run by a minor and I’m just not comfy with it!

He/Him pronouns when referring to character and/or owner

Please no spoilers! It‘s just not cool! (Currently on MAG 116)

Tagging me in something TMA related is alway okay!

Before I end this, Here‘s my Archivist playlist incase anyone wants it!

[phantom-shell]

NEED more Jonathan Sims ENA

Pardon the bad quality, I doodled these with a mouse on ms paint and it's almost 3 in the morning, I am very sleepy :p

I haven't even decided what colors he should be

And addition to this

[dipperscavern]

can I be cheeky and ask for riding jon’s face 🫣🫣🫣

yes… oh yes you absolutely can….. i fell asleep last night to the thought of jon snow canonically being a munch (funny enough) — we’re on the same wavelength anon ! (written w shy!reader in mind)

you’ve heard the talk, heard the different ladies from different statures talk about “the act”, and it’s always a different answer. some say it’s mediocre… others, that it’s their favorite way to feel good, and some, say it’s terrible. you’ve heard stories of men never caring about the woman’s pleasure, and how their only purpose was to give them children. the thought made you shudder.

you, yourself, have never had time. time to freely choose who you trust enough to share that sacred experience with (or even touch yourself). the men at castle black are sworn to celibacy, and even if they would abandon their oath for a night with you, you wouldn’t let them. most of the men at the wall are untrustworthy, and you want more than just a quick fuck. even if these thoughts plague you, you’re too busy with your duties to worry about it. a thing you’ve since long accepted.

until jon snow.

you had been there for jon since his arrival at castle black. never batting an eye at his surname, always trying to make his life a little bit easier. there was also the stolen glances, the soft touches you both passed off as “accidental”, the longing for each other. you both remained as merely “close friends”, until things boiled over and you found solace in each others lips. it didn’t go farther than that, the tentative kiss being soft & exploring, and that was okay with you. you didn’t expect more. until you got more.

sometimes, you hate jon for being so easy to talk to. your shy nature has slowly melted away in his presence, and you find yourself unable to be embarrassed about the questions you ask or answer. your late night talks are what keeps jon sane. he wants to know everything about you, and you both would talk till morning if you could (you have before). the topic often shifts, landing on anything and everything on the planet. even “the act”.

imagine jon’s surprise, when the most beautiful & endearing woman he’s ever met drops her gaze to the floor and bashfully tells him she’s never cum before.

jon short circuits. he asks if you want to. he asks if he can make you. and you say yes.

jon snow is a giver. tasting a woman is a pleasure in itself, and he’d tell you as much if you asked. his mind ran a million miles an hour, thinking about all the ways he could make you feel good. it doesn’t take long before the desire to taste you takes a hold of him, and so he does.

“You’re hovering.”

he’s not wrong. you are. you thought you had heard it all, but the act of sitting on someone’s face has clearly alluded your ears. you’re unsure. you don’t want to hurt him.. suffocating the first man you lay with would have you begging the gods to open the ground and swallow you whole. and it’s not just any man, it’s jon.

the soft glide of jon’s fingers across your thigh bring you out of your head. his hands are cold. they feel nice in contrast to your own skin, nerves lit on fire.

“I don’t want to hurt you…”

“You won’t.”

“Jon-”

“Do you trust me?”

he’s steadfast in his reassurance. his thumb has been rubbing circles in your hip while you both have been talking. does he do it all on purpose, or is he just this naturally desirable?

“You know I do, but-“

“Good. Sit.”

you still hesitate, and that’s when jon takes matters into his own hands. his hands stop their tracing, and instead grip your thighs, bringing you down himself.

whatever expectations you had are exceeded tenfold. jon eats you out like a man starved. your head spins with the way you can feel his tongue, exploring you and swiping over your clit. it has white hot pleasure shooting up your spine, and your thighs quiver ever so slightly, but jon’s firm grip keeps you in place. he’s confident in his movements, precise and sure in a way that makes you see stars.

jon thinks he’s found the place where he would be content to meet his demise. you taste so good, and the pretty sounds you’re making have blood rushing straight to his cock. jon has always loved the sound of his name on your lips — whether it be small acknowledgments in passing by, or just mentions in mere conversation. but he’s found he much prefers hearing you moan it.

you’re almost embarrassed how quickly he has warmth building up in your belly, pressure building as he gives you the most pleasure you’ve ever had. he’s giving and giving and giving, and you find yourself selfishly taking all of it. he doesn’t slow down, keeping a steady rhythm that makes the cord in your stomach wind impossibly tighter.

“Jon, I’m-!”

you don’t get to finish your sentence, interrupted by the snap of the cord in your stomach that was previously tightening. pleasure overtakes your nerves, flooding your veins and momentarily removing your ability to speak (or think). jon’s tongue doesn’t stop fully, only slowing down to help you ride out your peak.

you catch your breath, feeling jon kiss the inside of your thighs as small aftershocks have you clenching around nothing. you find yourself seeking his touch (as if he hasn’t been constantly on you), your hand running along the surface of your thigh to find his own. he reaches for you, trapping your own smaller hand beneath his own. it’s reassuring, grounding you back to the present after he brought you so far over the edge.

you move to get off, to let him get up & breathe — but he doesn’t release his grip, keeping you in place. you hear him speak.

“Only once?”

[moonsun2010]

Ooh man, I love your Crew of Light's first Christmas tags.

Can you imagine... Lucy died on the longest days of the year, when light fades and darkness starts to reign on land and on everyone's souls from losing her. Then a month after Dracula becomes ash the Crew of Light are there together on the longest night of the year and Christmas and near the dawn of a new year. Light starts to slowly but surely come back, as if Quincey made sure of it.

Context: Anon is referring to my tags* on this post... Anon I wanted to reply to this with a comic on Christmas but I took too long,,, consider it a post-Christmas gift:

*My tags: #im damn rusty on the loreTM rn but i do agree arthurll throw a fancy ass celebration and stuff as expected from the lordling #and then once thats done the real celebration of them meeting at the Harkers occurs where its more somber. i imagine the 1st christmas #postDracula is very somber. its barely been a month after all. no parties in the goldaming estate this year im afraid yes the new lord is #just so deeply in mourning isnt he devoted. sitting at the grave of his beloveds every week. hes still in his room now mediating i heard #just as the loneliness finallt gets to arthur hes greeted by a knock at the door. seward has come to find him—one look at his drawn face #is all it takes to know they were both mourning the same ppl. so they go. down to the harkers' where van helsing is alr waiting by the door #chiding them for their lateness ('didnt you receive my telegram' 'that seems to be a recurring problem yes') even as VH's hug warms them up #from their trek through the snow ('oh no we dont need a carriage dears enjoy your christmas'). they become warmer still sitting ard the #hearth with the Harkers similarly harggard yet brightening instantly as the group reunites... and as they exchange stories of the dead #it is as though they still walk amongst them their memory forever kept alive. if 2 ghostly presences watch from the doorway well. #do pardon them. they just missed their family so much.

[voiceemporium]

Zevran Aranai in Dragon Age voiced by Jon Curry

[nixotinix]

wowee can you believe that his requests are still open? absolutely bonkers you guys should send this guy requests /silly billy

(please click tumblr ate my lineart </3)

[sassylich]

While I'm excited for the silt verses finale I'm gutted it's going to end, so could you and Maebh just keep on doing the adventures of The Worst Boy In The World and The Crotchety Axe Murderer forever

méabh and i actually discussed this, and we're going to do a spin-off series with them that's all beach episodes, all the time

[kaijukebox]

Michael x gerry x martin x jon 4 way hug?? If not is kay ^^

Your mind 👀 thank you for the request!!

I also think they should all be allowed to hang out 👉👈

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Today’s Reference

[vixensillybonez]

On this very day I posted the first ever microwave comic, a comic inspired by Garfrenchfries :] to celebrate this day I’ve decided to post the very first drawings I ever made of Jon and Lyman!

I remember when I first made them I was asking my dad for help on the story (my dad used to be in a band) and I changed their hair to long hair because I wanted them to look unique :3 While I’m still writing this comic I have to admit that I still don’t know what I’m doing- this is my first ever comic series that I’m working on and I’m happy that a lot of you have supported me and stuck around to keep reading <3 if you guys want feel free to leave asks in my inbox! It could be about the comics or questions for the characters!

-Vixen

[coolade]

Best line delivery in the whole play

[dipperscavern]

hey hey hey it’s ur cheeky anon who’s now appointed the 🫣 emoji lol

U know what u said about jon stroking ur calf when he beds you? Yeah, it’s so sweet and lovely and innocent, right?

yeah, until he yanks it up above ur head and absolutely destroys u 😍😍 like full on feral pounding Jon honey the wolf in u is showing

CHEEKY ANON IN THE HOUSE!!! (cheeky referencing this)

him pressing a kiss to your calf in a half-apology before throwing that leg over his shoulder and quote “absolutely destroys you” (he’s a loverboy even when laying pipe, what can he say?)

[polysucks]

*hits vape* the real confirmation that Jon is Lyanna and Rhaegar’s kid is the fact that Ghost is white. Something something Targaryen hair.

[nixotinix]

I saw you were doing requests for DC Rogues and I would love to request Jervis!

I love that guy so much it’s becoming a problem lol

i understand you on a spiritual level catie. i saw the alice in wonderland ballet a month ago and have had jervis on the brain ever since.

there's a little surprise under the cut too!

behold. the consequences (rewards?) of posting about steph on your main so often. hope you enjoy :D

[atopvisenyashill]

Say Elbert Arryn survives long enough to marry Lysa and get her pregnant and croaks. The baby is a girl or say like Sweetrobin. Does Jon Arryn take the heir or do he and Hoster push Lysa to marry him?

Hmmmm.

I think it's not unlikely he marries Lysa and tries for a second heir. That's just like, good future planning - if the child is sickly, like Sweetrobin, there's not a guarantee he lives to adulthood and having a spare around is handy. If the child is a girl, that's not inherently an issue especially in the Vale; I think having had a ruling lady before (and a ruling Lady that was mostly effective, well liked, and remembered in a respectable way) is a kind of ripping off the bandage moment and they'd be more likely to accept another woman. BUT as Jon Arryn knows all too well, even having a girl heir doesn't always help because she can die or be carried off by wildlings or whatever. There's a reason everyone is looking to Harry the Heir and it's because having one heir just isn't all that safe. So many things can happen before your heir grows up.

Now it's possible that Jon Arryn isn't as hostile to Lysa in this scenario; as Cat says, Jon Arryn couldn't bring himself to love a woman who hadn't been a virgin before marrying him (imagine me bringing him back to life just to kill him again rn. littlefucker you did ONE thing right). Depending on the scenario, it's possible that Lysa hasn't consummated anything with Petyr yet, that Elbert knew she wasn't a virgin but Jon Arryn didn't, etc, and perhaps if her husband is less dismissive of her, Lysa is marginally happier and less paranoid. However, if Jon Arryn comes into the marriage as annoyed with Lysa as he is in canon, I do think Lysa ends up a bit worse mentally. Now it's not just that she had a younger husband she might have been able to fall in love with only to get shackled to an old man due to the war, but potentially she has to deal with TWO sick children, and nevermind how Lysa would be with a daughter (personally, I think she'd amount to the same as Cersei - not a bad girlmom, certainly not the worst, but also clearly has no idea who her daughter is and wishing to protect her and keep her home and smothered. Might get grating for the girl, but she might appreciate it the way Myrcella seems to appreciate her mother!).

[jarchivism]

My finger hurts

Can you make it better? 🥺

You may give me a statement, if that makes it hurt less mentally.

[chaosringvows]

draw you and koki kissing mwah mwah

He turned into a cat all of a sudden despite being a snek