That fic where Jonah thinks of Jon as his poor baby monster is killing me rn. The IMPLICATIONS. I am actually losing it. I need to reread that fic. Just. The insane amount of implications of calling someone a baby monster. Terrifying and dangerous but so small and helpless at the same time, not sure how to wield all the violence they’re made for. As being so endearing with how dangerous they are. Do you get it. Poor baby monster…hgnghfjfjhfn. I’m going to eat my phone
Btw in my heart past Jon falls into the beholding WAY faster than in canon. And maybe even More into it or at least more before fearpocalypse comes around. Does he have a corruption arc? Who knows. But he’s definitely getting way less human way faster. Elias is thrilled. Future Jon not so much. Elias is so proud of his archivist, tearing into any new information with such gusto it reminds him of himself at his age. So eager to learn to be stronger to be safe…so desperate to Know and Understand and Learn. The first time he compels him or tries to he’s so proud of him he can’t hold back a real smile. His archivist growing so fast. Hfmfbfkfj. Explodes forever
FutureJon showing up and grabbing past Jon’s hands and being like, ‘I’m you and we need to stop the apocalypse.
*Camera pans out to show a mess of other Jon’s in all varrying states of monsterhood*
FutureJon: ‘Look as it turns out we are bad at this.’
Look non-apocalypse MonsterJon is just the creature that lives in the Archives that everyone is scared of. No one goes down there, but if you put a request into the box by the door your statement will be in the outbox within 4-5 business days.
Sasha being, queen of no self preservation that she is, going down there to investigate. Jon seeing a new human and just following her through the Archive like a very weird shadow. Sasha finally decides there nothing down here and turns to leave and there’s just a monster behind her. She screams, it screams, and the two are just standing there screaming for a moment before Sasha stops, and actually looks at it.
The creature just staring at her with big sad eyes because he did not mean to scare her Jonah is just very bad at socializing his pet. Sasha deciding that she is going to touch the neck floof if it kills her.
Jonah coming down like an hour later, he was at home okay even he can’t make London traffic disappear, to find Sasha tucked into one of Jon’s extra arms as he shows her his filing system. Sasha has one hand buried in his neck floof because it is so fucking soft while she offers him some tips.
Jonah just sighing and getting the non-disclosure agreement and job transfer forms ready.
Sasha becoming the new archival assistant because the monster in the basement was just like mine now.
Sasha giving Jon lots of cuddles because she has never seen anything so touch-starved. Her complaining at Jonah because clearly he hasn’t been properly taking care of Jon. Jonah glaring at Jon because that is a lie, Jon is just a needy little monster, and Jon just wagging his tail.
I like the idea that this MonsterJon doesn’t really talk, finds it easier to just let others assume things, other than Jonah of course who can just read his mind. He’s got so much expressiveness between his tail and the rest of him that Sasha can pretty much determine what he’s trying to tell her. He can purr though which Sasha finds out one day when she’s sorting with Jon half-curled around her, and she stroking his floof and it sounds like a heavy static rumble. She’s concerned at first but realizes that’s him purring when she goes back to petting him.
Sasha having a bit of a crisis when she’s realizes shes attracted to the odd dragon-moth monster. Jon just being very cute, and Sasha’s brain just offering her all the things the affectionate monster would let her do. Possibly Jonah is slipping a few of those thoughts in because while he doesn’t really like sharing Jon, he has managed to actually get some work done since Sasha started, and maybe Jon just needed more attention. Jon is a very needy monster.
Sasha feeling bad and being a little less physically affectionate with Jon until he just rolls onto his back showing off and whining. Sasha getting the hint pretty quickly after that.
Me sitting here having thoughts what if Future MonsterJon did get past Jon pregnant? How awkward would that conversation be? Hit post.
Jon was pretty sure he was going to die.
Of course he had been pretty sure about that several times in the last hour. But what else are you supposed to think when a monster version of yourself shows up when you’re all alone sporting huge fangs. Looking at you like it or he or whatever wants to eat you.
Only the monster apparently didn’t see him as a tasty snack, at least not that way, finding himself pinned down the creature nuzzling against his face. It made use of Jon’s shock and fear carefully pulling his pants off, with far more delicacy than his claws should have. Jon his eyes closed had been bracing for the feeling of teeth only to instead go rigid at the feeling of the monster’s tongue pressing against his cunt. Knowledge slipped into his head, and he considered what choices in his life had lead him to being so luckless as to be the only person around when the other him slipped into heat.
The noise he had made when the tongue slid inside had apparently excited the creature and in a few moments Jon found himself clutched in the creatures arms. Why did it have four of them? Jon didn’t know.
Feeling something far thicker than its tongue pressing against his slit as he was slowly lowered onto it. The stretch was a lot and Jon couldn’t keep a hold on his moans as he was used a bit like a toy. Lifted and dropped by the monster, though it did at least seem intent on his enjoyment as well, an unoccupied arms playing with his clit.
When Jon came his whole body shook, slick gushing around the creature’s dick which pulsed inside him. The creature had Jon wrapped up tightly holding him close as he was moved more roughly. Jon let himself go limp, it was a lot but what else was he supposed to do. When he felt the creature cum he thought that would be it, Jon braced to be left empty, but instead.
“What the hell!” Jon managed to get his first actual words out as he could feel something swelling inside him. Hence the thought again that he was going to die, ripped apart from the inside, He tensed his eyes going wide, it was too much, he couldn’t take it, he was going to break. The creature resumed its attention to his clit and Jon could only whimper as another orgasm rushed through him making him clench down. The too full feeling suddenly shifted as his body relaxed again and while he still felt overwhelming full it felt right. He clenched down slightly and shivered at the pulse of pleasure he felt.
Jon, once he was coherent, going to have some stern words with his other self, but for now all of the functioning parts of his brain were focused on how nice he currently felt.