#jon has long hair

[loki-da-gay]

OKAY SO. I shared this with freinds and made them cry so tumbler can have this too

So I like to think jon didn't have hair long enough to need to tie it up untill the part of season three after everything with sasha and he was back at the institute. He by instinct wanted to go to sasha to help him with how to sort his hair as he somehow knew she'd know but then relized what happened and just broke.

Like on the floor sobbing broke. Tim came in and saw. Jon explained just enough for him to silently start to help him. Tim knew as he had helped sasha with her hair. this is one of the rare times Tim and Jon had any form of agreement or togetherness

[clown-eating-pig]

Always remember that, if Jonathan Sims went from having short, serious hair to long, flowing locks over the course of tma, then at some point during those five seasons he had to have had….The Bob.

[arabian-batboy]

In a world where Super Sons doesn’t exist, this might have been how Damian looked all the time.

[seventh-district]

i’ve just finished season one of TMA, and being someone who’s okay with spoilers is fun because it means i can peruse the wiki and scroll through the tag and i get to become privy to all sorts of weird, wonderful, halfway-out-of-context information that i get to look forward to understanding in the future

like. what do you mean Leitner’s in the tunnels?

what do you mean Jon eats the extinguished sun??

what do you mean it’s spelled Gerard Keay???

[atopvisenyashill]

i was poking around to see if i could find enough fancasts to do a graphic of Indigenous Stark fancasts and i found a great Sansa and Jon but struggled to find anyone else which is kinda funny to me lol. but look at them!!

his name is Asivak Koostachin and her name is Riit (or Rita Claire Mike-Murphy) and they're perfect!!

[froget-me-nots]

resisting the urge to make warrens hair longer after hypersleep

[tamaharu]

my favorite thing about cecil designs is that early in he was a skinny white dude and that design was basically ubiquitous within the fanbase. but now, years later, theres so much variety and fun in designs for him. its so endearing.

[t4tcecilos]

daisy pre and post buried

[just-gingerkat]

Hey Jon whatcha lookin at

[phantomrose96]

Jon's whole thing is s3 becomes funnier when you consider, from the outside and from Georgie's position, the dude was basically a librarian? And not even the kind who has to deal with the public.

Your ex-sort-of-boyfriend shows up out of the blue one night wearing clothes that haven't been changed in 2 days rambling about something bad happening at work and can he stay here, just for a bit? And internally you're like oh damn, wonder what happened at the library. Wonder if they're charging him late fees for a book he lost when he was 8. Wonder if his boss attacked him with paper cuts.

Like no none of that, your ex-sort-of-boyfriend ex-sort-of-librarian guy is just on the run for suspected murder, and not even the murder of his coworker who got super-murdered, no this is the murder of the recluse squatter living in the elaborate tunnel system under the library who got brutally murdered with the pipe Jon had been carrying around like a Besthesda character, so you understand the fingerprints may be very incriminating here. This hasn't even gotten to the three horror-nightmare-entities that have tried to brutally kill your librarian-ex-guy and THAT doesn't even account for the fourth, human-shaped, MOST horrifying nightmare-entity which is the one who actually killed the recluse guy (with brutal pipe murder) and is in fact Jon's boss at the library who really would like him to come back to work.

But never mind this and don't worry, because your former librarian ex-bf who's full of worm-shaped holes won't be in your hair for long. Because he's about to be kidnapped by a circus of living dolls. Which is a whole other thing not yet mentioned. They'll moisturize him.

[orderforbrian]

and the winner for most fucking DECIMATING burn in the entire history of magnus pod goes to alice

[Start ID: Three panel comic from The Magnus Protocol. First panel is in full color, the rest in black and white. First panel: Alice sits with a hand on her chin, smirking and says "Whiny little toad". She is a half black woman with curly, dark orange hair down to her shoulders, brown eyes, freckles, and a gap tooth. She has red/purple eyeshadow and thick eyeliner on, as well as a gold nose ring. She wears a dark green collared shirt with stripes and golden star and moon designs on the collar and center of the shirt. Second panel: Martin looks up in absolute offended shock, his mouth hung open. He is a fat mixed Polish/Korean man with short hair, browline glasses and a beauty mark under his lip. He wears a simple sweater. Jon stands behind him with his arms crossed and does a terrible job to hide a snort of laughter. He is a thin Persian man with long curly hair pulled back into a half knot, a beard and mustache, and wears a simple cardigan with a turtleneck. Third panel: Martin shoots Jon an utterly fuming, rageful glare for laughing at the comment. Jon is turned away with one hand leaned up against an imaginary wall and the other on his hip, and starts whistling nonchalantly like he did no such thing. End ID.]

[mortal-kingss]

for once, for once in life, i finally felt that someone needed me…

[ID: A fully rendered piece of Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood dancing. The background is stark black, and the main lighting source is warm, coming from slightly below the camera. Jon has his back facing the camera and his face turned to the side, and Martin has his body facing the camera and face also turned to the side. Martin is a tall, fat white man, with vitiligo, and is an avatar of the Web. He has brown hair with white streaks, square glasses, and eight entirely black eyes. He’s smiling with fangs peaking through slightly, and scars in the patterns of cobwebs on his cheek. He’s wearing a brown suit with a white shirt and brown tie. There is a small web design on the collar of the suit with a pendant of a spider, made out of wire and amber. He’s wearing a belt and dark grey pants that fade slowly into a light grey. His left hand is holding Jon’s, and his right hand is pressed against her back. Jon is a shorter, thin Indian person, wearing a dark green satin dress with a small amount of black mesh material on the upper back. Her dark brown and grey hair is long, and is tied back in a loose ponytail, with a gold hairpiece in the shape of an eye, connected by small chains with green gems, to Jhumka earrings. He has multiple eyes on his face, and all are green, looking up at Martin, except for the normal placement of eyes which are closed. He’s wearing gold arm jewelry with eye patterns on them, and his right arm has a henna design and a ring on his finger. His left arm is perched on Martin’s shoulder. End ID]

[fox-guardian]

[ID: A digital drawing of Jonathan Sims from The Magnus Archives ad Samama Khalid from The Magnus Protocol. It is just their heads. Jon is an Arab man with scarred brown skin and long, curly black hair with gray streaks and a mustache and beard, and Sam is a South Asian man with brown skin, short curly black hair, and a mustache and small goatee. Both have brown eyes that have been drawn as very huge and sparkly. They are giving pleading "puppy dog eyes" expressions. The background is a pattern of sad green and red cat and dog faces, and there is a gold and green "VS" between their heads. end ID]

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i present to you all

The Puppy Dog Eyes Showdown

the ultimate battle between our current most sopping wet eye guys among these two podcasts. i beseech thee to cast thy vote in favor of whomever has the most convincing, most unbearable, most Powerful pleading puppy dog eyes out of the two of them.

NOT NECESSARILY FOR THESE DESIGNS ofc, the pic is just there for vibes. please, look into your heart of hearts, what do you believe?

[dipperscavern]

thinking about jon snow not knowing what to do when you admire him.

he’s sprawled on his stomach, bare chested & fast asleep, with the blankets covering his lower half. castle black stirs awake as the sun starts to rise, moving to start its ascension into the sky.

the ghost of your fingertips across his spine pull him to consciousness, goosebumps trailing his skin from your touch. he lightly stretches, opening his eyes as his muscles tense & relax once more.

he looks to see you sitting up, a glossed over look in your eyes as your gaze is fixated on his back — the hint of a smile playing on your lips. he’s never been looked at like that before. caressed, admired, as if he was something special.

he can feel the pads of your fingers as they run along his shoulderblades, tracing the ridges & muscles that map the expanse of his back. has he ever felt anything this gentle?

you stop your mapping of his body when you see that he’s awake. he’s not looking at you, though. his eyes are blank, fixated on a distant wall as he focuses on your touch, trying to commit the feeling to memory.

“you’re so pretty, jon.”

he feels his cheeks grow warm, no doubt starting to turn a pretty shade of pink. his entire body grows hot, nerves on fire with the sincerity of your words. jon knows you mean it — you’re no liar. suddenly your gaze is overwhelming, and he feels the need to squirm under it.

you’re evil, he thinks. the worst to ever live. can’t you see what you do to him?

he’s brought out from his thoughts when the warmth of your hand leaves his shoulders, coming to brush his hair out of his face. you tuck the strands behind his ears, the dark curls protesting being moved. jon swallows, looking up at you.

he can see the smile you’re trying to suppress, and he feels his heart swell at the fact the sight of him is enough to make you smile. the knuckle of your finger comes to trace the underside of his jaw, just the way your lips have done countless times before. the thought alone is enough to make him shiver.

you get to the front of his face, the pad of your thumb coming to run along his bottom lip. the same lips that have been all over your body are now at the mercy of your touch, and jon wouldn’t ruin this moment for anything… even if lord commander mormont had returned from the dead & knocked on the door.

jon had tried to be still, truly. he should’ve been given an award for how long he’s held out so far. he can’t help himself, lips moving to kiss the pad of your thumb. they start to descend, trailing down the slope of your hand. he presses a final kiss to the inside of your wrist, before his hand wraps around it and brings it to his cheek. he uses it as a pillow, laying his head down once more & sighing, eyes fluttering shut.

you let the smile break free now, eyes gazing down at your lover, in all his content. jon deserves it all. the gentleness, the warmth, anything that you have to give, you offer to him. he’s been through hell and back, the scars run deep. and you want nothing more than to kiss each and every one, to replace the once horrid memories with the feel of your touch.

you eventually pull away your hand, & jon’s eyes are quick to open. you can almost feel the disapproval radiating off of him, which is quickly replaced with a warm feeling deep in his chest when you reach for his right hand.

you bring it to your lap, eyes fixated on it. both of your hands cradle his larger, calloused one. you run your hands along his, feeling every vein & knuckle under your fingers. his fingers twitch with the need to curl into your smaller ones. jon’s so busy looking at your hands holding his, he at first doesn’t see the way your eyes are closed. you’re mapping him, every part of him with your hands — trying to bury the feeling in a deep part of your mind so you never forget. and once jon realizes that, he’s inclined to never let you go. just keep you here, wrapped in his arms forever. you wouldn’t mind, would you?

once you’re done, sure that you’ve traced every part of him that you can reach, you bring his hand to cradle your cheek, mirroring how jon had done with your own not so long ago. you lean into it, relaxing into his hand.

it’s jon’s turn to smile now. it tugs at the corner of his lips, curving them upwards as his tongue darts out to wet them. is this what love is like? jon thinks it must be. to simply exist & be cherished by someone, to be truly adored & held close.

jon can’t resist the urge anymore. its overwhelming at this point, clouding his mind. he uses the hand on your cheek to pull you closer as he simultaneously pulls himself up, connecting your lips with his. he kisses you long & soft, as he gently moves you to lay down on your back. you’re easy in your compliance, putty in his hands; the one still on your cheek, and the other pressing to your waist as your lips continue to dance with his.

he pulls away, trailing kisses down your neck. your hands find their way to his hair, not pulling, just slotting themselves amongst the curls. once he reaches the end of his descent, he moves to place once more kiss on the underside of your jaw, before laying his head down on your stomach. his arms wrap around your waist as your hands scratch at his scalp in a way that’s divine.

& in the comfort of your arms, jon understands why so little men join the nights watch of their own accord. what is honor compared to a woman's love? what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? he understands now, able to fully grasp the concept of never knowing the tenderness of your touch — and it’s not a very pleasant thought.

in the back of his mind he remembers the duties you both have to tend to, but they’ll be fine, he thinks. they can wait.

[drdrizzey]

My Jon designs through the seasons!!

🗣️🗣️"Long hair Jon!!!!" We all said in unison

If I recall Jon is like canonically 167cm tall, but I made him like 163cm on accident i literally just noticed I HAVE TO SAY : MY JON DESIGN IS IN FACT 167cm TALL IM JUST STUPID AND MADE A MISTAKE HELP LMAO the horrors made him shorter

(He gains like a few centimeters through the seasons thanks to having to, first, spending so much time trying to get old dusty statement papers from the top shelves of his office, then by having to get on his tippy toes to kiss Martin. this is canon I declare it)

Okay edit; forget what I just said since a lot of ppl have been telling me he has no canon height which makes a lot of sense 💔 my bad

the combo with the long skirt, the sweater and the long hair makes him look like a 120cm gremlin

My Instagram username is Drizium!

[disacurveball]

Yo! It’s Grubby Jesus! (Jonathan Sims, head archivist of the Magnus Institute, London)

[ID: Digitally painted Magnus Archives fanart in the style of an old illuminated illustration. Jon is a thin brown man with thick, long wavy hair wearing dark robes. He stands in profile and holds a tape recorder to his chest while turning to look behind him. He has a stylized white third eye on his forehead, and a gold circle backs his head. End ID]